Greg was the lucky winner of the first hand. We had a great time together in the bedroom. My excitement of sharing my bed with Jerry, the winner of the second hand, overshadowed any aches or soreness that occurred in my first romp.
Jerry pulled me into his arms the moment we entered my bedroom. He kissed me tenderly at first but with a growing passion. His tongue slipped past my lips and danced and battled with mine. Our kiss deepened, and we reveled in tongue-fucking each other’s mouths.
Jerry was better looking than Greg. Jerry had black hair, green eyes, and a sexy goatee surrounding his puffy lips. His teeth were perfect, and his body was lean and firm.
I was eager to get Jerry naked with me. I wanted to feel his bare flesh against mine, and I wanted to see his cock. When he pulled his shorts off, I got what I wanted to see, and maybe a bit more than I could handle. Greg had an 8-inch cock. Jerry superseded that by at least 2 inches.
Yes, Jerry possessed a 10-inch cock, not as thick as a beer can, but pretty damn close. The monstrous cock was beautiful eye candy, but the size was a bit intimidating, although challenging and exciting as well.
We caressed and kissed some more. Our smooching turned more demanding, and our bodies rubbed, and my nipples hardened against his broad, hairy chest. My body molded to his, and I could feel his erection pulsing against my pelvis. My heart was pumping as I slowly stepped back and smiled seductively at him.
I wanted to explore my new lover, to pleasure him and make him burn. I pushed him back on the bed and smiled mischievously, gazing at him lying there naked, with his erection unwilling to be ignored.
As I took the lead, I could tell Jerry was tense, lying there anticipating my next move. My eyes slowly moved from his face, down his chest, over his belly, pausing to burn his erection and then travel down his legs. I paused to consider my options and smiled to myself as a hundred naughty thoughts raced through my head.
I spread his legs a bit and got a better view of his hairy balls. “Lie back and relax, Jerry, and let me have my fun,” I said, climbing between his legs. I slid my hands slowly up and down his thighs, around his hip, and up to his chest.
I caressed his nipples between my fingers. They hardened when I lightly circled them with my fingers. I grinned when Jerry moaned. His moans of pleasure made me pause to relish the power I had, and I leaned my head down and began kissing his erection, running my tongue up and down his tasty round shaft. Then, I took him into my warm mouth. I heard him moan and felt him shudder, and then his hands stilled on my hair, and I looked at him.
I took Jerry’s heavy 10-inch cannon deep into my mouth, just short of choking, and dragged my nails across his cannon balls. I felt him jump and heard him groan. I looked up at him, and he shook his head no.
“Come here, Susan,” Jerry summoned.
“Did I do something wrong?” I asked, concerned that I might have bitten his dick by trying to take more cock in my mouth than I could handle.
“No, you were too good. A few more seconds, and you would have been drinking my semen,” Jerry said.
“That wouldn’t have been so bad,” I said and took him once more in my mouth for a final gobble, and then I slowly crawled up his body.
Face to face, I said, “What would you like now, lover?” Then I leaned in for a kiss.
“Well, I would love to fuck you if that’s okay with you,” he answered.
“Honey, you don’t need my permission,” I said as I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. Wordlessly, Jerry crawled between my legs and slowly, very slowly, penetrated my introitus with the bulbous head of his cock.
With just the head of his cock in my pussy, he said, “I know I am large, so I’ll take it slow with you and give you an inch at a time. Do you think you can handle that?” Jerry playfully bragged.
In a daring response, I said, “You can give me an inch at a time or give it all to me on the first plunge…I can handle it.”
Jerry laughed. “I don’t want to send you into a coma, so I will give you an inch at a time,” he said and pushed forward, adding an inch of depth to his stroke.
“Oh, you are big,” I moaned.
“Too big?” Jerry asked.
“Nothing I can’t handle. Now, give me more,” I said.
Jerry pushed two inches deeper. His cock was buried more than halfway inside me.
“More?” he asked.
“More.”
This time he slowly submerged until his balls pressed against my ass.
“That’s all of it, baby. How do you want it…fast or slow?” Jerry asked.
I shuddered to feel my belly expand from taking his 10-inch erection fully inside me.
“Fast or slow, Susan,” he repeated, pulling me out of my trance. I was so focused on his humongous cock throbbing inside me, waiting for orders.
“Surprise me,” I replied.
Jerry pulled out of me. He rolled onto his back, his cock pointing at the ceiling. “Hop on,” he said.
I smiled and straddled his hips. He placed a hand on my hip and guided his cock along my wet slit from my clit to my introitus, and I began to sink. His cock went in easier the second time. I descended until my ass touched the tops of his thighs. Fully impaled on Jerry’s cock, I closed my eyes and felt his cockhead throb against my cervix.
I felt the heat of his cock as it remained still inside me. Then I began to roll my hips with his cock deep inside me. Jerry grabbed my waist, and anxious to get a good fuck going, he lifted me up and down on his cock. I braced my hands on his shoulders, leaned forward with my tits swaying an inch above his face, and took the stride from him as I started fucking faster. Soon, I was bouncing vigorously on his lap. He grabbed my tits to keep them from flying off my chest.
My eyes were closed half the time when I focused on the pleasure of his cock. Whenever I looked down at him, he was looking up at me, reading the passion on my face.
I got lost in his eyes. They told me so much. I could see the enjoyment he was having watching me bouncing on his lap and massaging his cock within the wet walls of my pussy. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle.
We both moaned as the tension built. We kissed, and Jerry tweaked my nipples while we fucked. The urgency built within me, driving my passion higher and tightening the tension. A luscious moan escaped my lips as my excitement began to soar. The cords in my belly tightened as the release I knew was waiting for me drew closer.
Jerry rolled me onto my back and entered me missionary style. Now, it was Jerry doing the work. With him on top, his thrust came harder, stronger, and deeper, and I felt my body shatter into a million pieces. My pussy tightened around his cock, and I shook with the force of the orgasm I was having. I wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles together to keep him buried deep inside me.
While I had not yet fully recovered from my orgasm, Jerry began to thrust into me again. He moved me against him to help build the magic again. I moaned, shivered, and squirmed in response to the rhythm of his hips. The tension built, and the tightening knot in my belly led the way to another orgasm, one that ripped through my body and blew my mind. I screamed and shook beneath him through my orgasmic release. Juice leaked from my pussy and ran between the cheeks of my ass and onto the bedsheets. This time, Jerry stopped fucking me and allowed me time to recover.
“I’m amazed that you can hold out for so long. I was hoping each time I climaxed that you would come with me,” I softly said.
“I will, but I want to make sure you are truly sated before I gift you with my cum.”
I stared up at him and smiled in anticipation. “Make it soon, baby, I’m hot for it,” I said.
Oh, what a gift he had already given me. His cock alone, so big, so deep inside me, was amazingly gifting. He owned me at this point. I had forgotten all about my husband and Greg. My entire existence orbited around the man with his cock buried inside me 10 inches deep, his balls resting against my ass, and his eyes burning into my soul.
I can only imagine the control it took to deny himself his release until he could pleasure me multiple times like this. But I also knew his climax would be increased when it happened. I knew Jerry would not hold back this time. I drew my legs back and amorously ground my crotch against his.
“Come on, fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard! I want to feel your cock moving in me,” I cried for more.
Jerry began moving his hips, teasing me with his slow strokes, in and out. I loved the feel of his thick, round penis moving slowly in and out of my wet pussy, but my pussy wanted more.
“Oh, baby, I love it. Fuck me faster,” I pleaded and began thrusting my hips.
Jerry hastened his thrusts, and I rode his rhythm and felt the excitement building within me, the excitement electrifying every nerve in my body. I was running on a short fuse. I knew I would climax soon, and I hoped that Jerry would time it well.
Jerry kissed my face, nuzzled my neck, and tasted my sweat while I wrapped my legs around his hips. My hands reached around his back, holding his sweaty body to me as we thrust against each other. As the fire increased, I could hear him moaning to the pleasure that was claiming his body.
My moans echoed his passion, demanding the release that was building. Our eyes locked, and we moved even faster and harder, building up such a sweat that we had to struggle to keep from sliding off each other. We were racing to the finish line.
“Oh, baby!” Jerry cried, and then his eyes closed, and his body stiffened as his release took him. The sensation of his hot semen shooting deep inside my cunt set me off. Both of us cried out as we took that journey together, locked in each other’s arms, pulsing and shivering together as wave upon wave rippled through us. The fireworks erupted between us for nearly two minutes before it eased, leaving us in a warm afterglow of contentment.
I lay with my head on the pillow, his head next to mine on my shoulder, and I enjoyed the feel of his relaxed weight upon my body. I knew him so intimately now. I wanted to hold him all night, to cuddle with him, and feel him spooning me off to sleep. But there were two other men in the other room waiting for us to complete what we were doing and rejoin them.
Jerry dressed and rejoined the men. Knowing what my husband wanted, I left the dirty sheets on the bed, and I didn’t clean up. I remained naked, sweaty and smelly, on our bed, waiting for my husband to join me next.
To Be Continued
