We left the restaurant at 9:30 and walked to the hotel. I walked between Frank and my husband, my arms hooked around theirs, and my ass wagging with each step I took in my tall heels. My thong could not contain my juices. I could feel the dampness between my thighs.
Just after entering our suite and closing the door, Jack poured us whiskey from a bottle we had brought. We toasted to new friends and lovers. Jack picked up his camera and started taking photos.
“Let me take a photo of you two kissing,” Jack directed Frank and me.
Frank hesitated and looked toward me for direction. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I need a lover to sate my lust. What type of lover are you?” I asked in a sultry voice.
Frank wrapped his arms around me. Without saying a word, he pulled me to him and pressed his mouth against mine. He started by softly exploring my lips with his lips and tongue, but soon, the kiss turned passionate with our mouths open and tongues exploring. I moaned as I melted into him. Frank was a fabulous kisser, and I knew from that first kiss that he would be a great lover.
I took control and got assertive after I broke the kiss and stepped back to slide Frank’s jacket from his shoulders, off his arms, and tossed it on the side chair. Then I pushed him back upon the bed. He braced upon his elbows to watch as I began swaying my body seductively and removing my clothes for him.
First, my jacket hit the floor. My bustier had small front clasps. Frank sat up on the edge of the bed. He pulled me to him and slowly unfastened each clasp. After the bustier hit the floor, Frank admired and kissed my naked breasts. He sucked gently on my left nipple, then my right nipple, leaving my nipples wet, swollen, and my teats fully elongated. Then he found the zipper on the side of my mini-skirt, unzipped it, and let the skirt fall around my feet.
“Leave your heels on,” Frank said as I stood in my strappy stilettos and tiny lace thong.
“Take the thong off,” Frank commanded. Less than a minute ago, I had the reins, and now, before I realized it, Frank was in control of me.
I turned my back to Frank and bent over with my legs slightly spread. I slipped the thong down the curves of my ass as Frank watched, and my husband snapped a shot. Slowly, the strap that rode between the cheeks of my ass pulled free. I turned back to face Frank just as I lowered the thong to reveal my bare, smooth pussy. Leaning over, I pulled the wet thong down to my ankles and stepped out of it. I picked the thong up, holding it before Frank’s face.
“This is yours to remember me by if you want it,” I said. All the while, my husband stood eight feet away, taking photos of us. I noticed that Jack had stripped naked at some point and was sporting a stiff erection.
“Your turn, Frank,” I said and moved close to him and unbuttoned his shirt. I squatted and removed his shoes and socks. And then I unfastened his belt, then the waist button, and pulled down the zipper. I pulled his pants off with very little assistance from him. His boxer shorts had a hefty bulge.
I gave a gentle squeeze. “Ooh, I feel something big in there. Is it for me?” I teasingly asked.
Frank grinned and pulled off his boxers. I watched in anticipation as his cock sprang freely into the air. “It’s all for you, baby,” he said.
Frank had a beautiful cock, at least eight inches long and impressively thick and veiny. I like thick, veiny cocks. They look so beastly. He leaned back with his upper torso propped on his elbows. I developed a sudden hunger for Frank’s meaty cock. I leaned over and gave his cock a long slow lick up the length of his shaft. My husband made sure to catch my act with a close-up shot.
“Mmm, that feels nice, Brandy. Should we use protection?” Frank asked.
I stopped and thought about what we were doing. Frank was an unknown. I hated the thought of licking latex when I could be licking his tasty cock. But he was right. We needed to use protection.
“Yes, we do,” I replied as I noticed Jack looking into our overnight bag for the condoms that he had brought.
“I’ve brought my own, Jack. Thank you, though,” Frank said as he opened the package and rolled a condom down his cock.
Frank’s cock could have been longer than eight inches since the condom ended an inch short of reaching the base of his shaft. I didn’t know why I was so obsessed with the size of a man’s cock, except the bigger they are, the more vulnerable it makes me feel, and I like feeling vulnerable.
“You are about the same size as Big Bob,” I said as I watched Frank roll the condom down his cock. Jack laughed as he knew what I was talking about, but Frank did not.
“Big Bob?” Frank asked.
“Big Bob is the name I gave to my largest dildo. Your cock is about the same size and maybe a little thicker,” I replied.
I put my hand on Frank’s chest and pushed him flat on his back. I crawled over him like a tigress over my prey and straddled his hips. I reached under and took hold of his warm cock, and positioned the head at the entrance of my pussy.
“Let’s see how it fits,” I announced and slowly lowered myself, allowing his cock to penetrate my flower. I felt how his cock stretched my vagina as I sank lower and his cock went deeper. I moaned because it felt so good to have a brand-new man with a big cock penetrate my pussy. It felt exciting because I enjoyed it for my husband even more than myself.
As we were positioned sideways on the bed, Jack stood behind us, taking photos of me riding Frank’s cock. Jack’s camera caught me at the top of my stroke to where I bottomed out, proving that I took it all. I began to discover that I had a one-size-fits-all pussy.
My pussy felt snug around Frank’s cock as I rode him. He smiled, reached up, pinched my nipples, and tugged my teats, sending a shock wave sensation directly through my nipples to my swollen clit.
“Ooo,” I cooed. He made my body shake. My pussy throbbed around Frank’s fat cock. My rise and fall measured every inch of Frank’s cock with every stroke. I continued my up-and-down motion, too hard to stop. It felt so good.
I increased the tempo of my movements. “Oh, baby, I’m going to cum soon,” I moaned.
“Let me take you there,” Frank said. His cock slipped from my grip when he rolled me onto my back. He quickly mounted me, and his cock slid right into my pussy.
“Ohhh. Yesss! Fuck me, Frank, fuck me, baby. Take me over the top. I want you to cum with me,” I heard myself saying. I had a tight pussy and loose lips begging Frank to fuck me harder. And my husband was taking in every word of it.
My world orbited around the cock that was drilling my cunt, responsible for the rising pleasure on my climb toward orgasm.
“I’m getting there, cum with me, Frank,” I cried, hoping he was as far along as I was.
I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. My body burst like a balloon. Pleasure rolled through my pussy like the waves of the ocean crashing against the shore. Frank wasn’t ready yet and didn’t orgasm with me. I wanted to make him cum, so I rolled him off of me, and, for a second time, I straddled his hips and sank my pussy straight down his stiff cock.
I began fucking Frank faster and harder. My arousal rose once again. I felt my body flush. My breathing hastened with my strokes. The pleasure in my pussy was increasing. I wanted more. Frank and I stared intently into each other’s eyes. He urged me on, and I was telling him how much I wanted to fuck him more, that I wanted it to go on all night.
We went on for minutes. I fucked Frank with gusto. I felt a certain tingle in my body. I knew my orgasm was coming. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” I moaned.
My body turned weak. My arms and legs began to tremble. And then my second orgasm exploded. I slammed down on Frank’s cock.
“OH FUCK!” I screamed as I froze in place. I had Frank balls-deep inside me. The pleasure was incredible, driving me insane. I gasped for air as my body continued to tremble. I flopped down on Frank’s body, and he held me in his arms as my orgasm continued to rush through me.
As my orgasm subsided, my breathing returned to normal. Frank kissed me gently at first and then with some passion as his tongue explored my mouth.
Wrapping his arms around me tightly, Frank rolled us over so that he was on top. His super-hard cock was still buried in my juicy cunt. Holding my ass in his hands, Frank knelt up, lifting my ass off the bed. He took my legs in his hands and extended them up and then back over my head. My pussy was pointing upward with my legs splayed wide, and he began slowly pumping his cock in and out of me as he gripped my ankles, holding my legs wide apart.
“Oh-my-god!” I exclaimed at the pleasure of it all.
Frank kissed me passionately while never missing a stroke with his cock. My pussy was burning with pleasure. My juices flowed liberally, leaking from my pussy and down my ass. We were making quite a mess.
“Fuck me, Frank. Fuck me hard,” I urged him.
Frank did as I asked and shoved his hard dick faster and deeper into my craving cunt.
The intercourse extended over minutes of pleasurable moans, groans, gasps, oohs, and ahs as Frank fucked me with the entire length of his cock. My pussy was on fire. My hips arched from being held in this position. Frank was in total control of my body and my will.
We were both covered with a sheen of sweat, which made our bodies look all the more erotic in the pictures. Frank was groaning. I was gasping for air. I suspected that his orgasm was coming. I could feel my body tingle in that telltale sign that my next orgasm was on the way.
Frank began slamming harder into me. He was on a sprint to the finish. My body was on sensory overload. So many feelings of pleasure and physical exertion had me shouting words incoherently. I heard Frank groan from deep within as I felt his cock swell inside my pussy and began pulsing. I heard him grunt, and I felt the warmth of his seminal fluids seeping through the condom.
Seconds later, my pussy exploded like a stick of dynamite, and my world went blank.
~~~~~
“Is she okay?” I heard my husband ask as I vaguely became aware that I was still alive.
“She swooned for a moment from her orgasm,” Frank replied.
“She’s never done that before,” Jack stated.
“I’ve caused this with others a time or two,” Frank said proudly, sounding like he held a certain magic over the women he fucked.
I was lying flat on the bed when Frank slipped from my pussy, and my legs now rested on the bed. My body felt like Jello. I had no strength and couldn’t move other than to suck much-needed air into my lungs.
Frank had moved aside. Jack was now on the bed and hovering over me, taking photos of my well-fucked body.
“Your pussy is gaping,” Jack said as he took a couple close-up shots of my open tunnel.
I slowly regained my composure. My strength returned, and I felt more normal. I could see Frank’s cock soften. I watched him pull off the condom that he filled with his ejaculate.
“Sorry for wrecking your wife’s pussy,” Frank said, jabbing my husband about his sexual abilities. Then he went on. “I got to hand it to you, Jack. You got balls. I would never lend my wife to another man, but I am glad that guys like you exist.”
I didn’t like how Frank was talking to my husband, but I said nothing and allowed Jack to handle what Frank was throwing at him. As great a lover as Frank turned out to be, I would never let him come between my husband and me. From what I was feeling came an overwhelming need to satisfy my husband’s sexual needs.
I sat up and pushed Jack onto his back. Glad that Jack was naked, I quickly took hold of his stiff cock and began to lick and suck the head, tasting the pre-cum that oozed from its meatus.
Looking up at my husband, I said, “Give Frank the camera and let him take photos of this.”
Jack handed Frank the camera, and now Frank was the photographer.
I shifted my position so that my head was more directly over Jack’s cock. I intended to give my husband the best blowjob of his life while Frank documented it.
I took Jack’s cock between my tongue and palate and let it slowly slide toward the back of my throat. “Mmm,” I made a long delicious moan as I captured his cock deep inside my mouth. And then, I began to bob.
Jack was moaning in pleasure. Frank was taking photos of Jack’s cock about halfway into my mouth. I relaxed my throat and plunged my lips down Jack’s length. Frank took a picture of me with my nose buried in Jack’s pubes.
Jack groaned in pleasure.
“Oh, my!” Frank exclaimed as he watched my husband’s cock completely submerge through my lips.
I bobbed up and down a few times and then pulled off, took another breath, and shoved Jack’s cock back down my throat. I was planning on sucking my husband’s cock until his cum clings in my throat.
I continued to deep-throat my husband while I gently fondled his balls. Soon, Jack was groaning loudly in pleasure and rocking his hips against my face. I could feel Jack’s balls tighten, and I knew he was ready to cum. I eased his cock from my throat and held it in my mouth. I sucked and swirled my tongue around the head.
“I’m cumming, baby,” Jack groaned loudly.
I felt his cockhead swell between my tongue and palate, and then the sudden gush of salty sperm shot across my tongue to the back of my mouth. Jack groaned with each squirt, and I made luscious moans as Jack fed my hunger.
I pulled my mouth from Jack’s twitching cock and turned my face toward Frank. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth, showing Frank the copious pool of cum in my mouth. Frank aimed the camera and took a photo shot of my open mouth with cum threatening to spill from my lips.
I turned my eyes to my husband and smiled at him through my eyes as I swallowed his load, enjoying the taste and texture of his slippery glob sliding down my throat.
Jack had a wide grin on his face. Frank had a stiff erection. He must have gotten turned on watching me sucking my hubby’s cock.
“That’s amazing!” Frank exclaimed. “I guess it’s because of my girth that I had never been with a woman who could take my cock down her throat like that.
“Maybe you haven’t met the right woman yet,” I teased.
Frank had a big cock, and his girth was as thick as my wrist. I wasn’t sure if I could be the right woman to complete a task that no other woman could muster, but it would surely be fun trying. Maybe another time because my jaws were too sore from deep-throating my husband.
~~~~~
We rested and quenched our thirsts with bottled water while we conversed about our experience.
“I must admit that I was a bit leery about doing a married woman in front of her husband. I didn’t think it would be this much fun, but you two are an incredible couple,” Frank confessed.
“Thank you, Frank,” I replied. “You were amazing.”
“We’ll share all the pictures with you,” Jack added. “You can decide which ones to post.”
Frank nodded his head in agreement. Then he added, “Do you think we might do this again?”
I looked at Jack. We both smiled and nodded our heads.
“I can’t see any reason why not,” I answered for my husband and me.
~~~~~
Soon after, Frank got dressed and left after we all agreed to get together in a few weeks.
Left alone, Jack and I discussed the events of the evening. I was honest with him about how incredible the sex with Frank had been. I thanked Jack profusely for sharing me with Frank and allowing me to enjoy this experience.
Likewise, Jack thanked me for doing this for him, and he thanked me for the fantastic blowjob. I felt our love grow stronger each time we did something like this. We talked more about the evening, reliving some of the most erotic details. We snuggled and fell soundly asleep.
~~~~~
The following morning, we left the city early and drove home. Jack was eager to review all the pictures on his computer. I reviewed the photos with Jack. We talked through them, reliving the experiences. It gave us an incredible rush and made us both horny. By late afternoon we were in our bed and fucking our brains out. My pussy was sore, and I loved it even more.
We sent the pictures to Frank, eighty-seven in all. Frank sent his praise to Jack for his camera skills. Frank said we could post our choice of photos, just as long as we blurred his face.
When we posted the photos on the photo thread, my fans went crazy with their responses. It was such a thrill to get showered with tons of comments from my fans.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. The photos were very erotic. Jack pulled off some excellent photography. He gets better every time. Of all the pictures, the one showing my mouth open and full of cum was the most popular for many fans. I could hardly wait for our next sexual venture.
~~~~~
Frank’s cock gave me pleasure and sometimes a little pain when he hammered me hard. My husband loves to see my pussy stretched by the thickness of Frank’s cock.
We developed a close relationship with Frank. He came to our home every few weeks. We stopped using condoms after our third time together. I love going bareback and experiencing the raw friction of a cock moving inside the tight walls of my cunt. Feeling a hot surge of cum filling my pussy was an added treat. Maybe I was being reckless about chancing unprotected sex. However, I have become addicted to taking chances throughout the years.
We didn’t stop with Frank. There were more men that followed, and I have a story about each one of them. Being a shared wife was getting its wings when we met Jerry.
To Be Continued:
