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Return Of The Hung Wallpaper Stud
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My last story described how Ann met Bill the wallpaper man in 1987. This is what happened after that. He had done a small, six hour wallpaper job, in our previous home. Ann made it clear to both Bill and I, at the time, how fascinated she was with the enormous bulge in is blue jeans. He possessed a package that stuffed the entire crotch area of his jeans. Bill’s unusual package didn't stop there. HIs obviously thick cock, extended several inches, down the left leg of his pants, That was definitely the part which had Ann in heat! She had been so disappointed when he finished his job and left, without her ever getting a chance to see it erect. Ann had a pretty solid track record of seducing any man she chose to, but ended up horny and frustrated at the end of Bill’s previous visit. She had openly expressed her sexual arousal, at the very site of his huge dick. I frankly, considered it somewhat frightening. If I was a cop, I might suspect him of trying to smuggle an entire Hickory Farms summer sausage in his pants. His cock was gigantic by any normal standards. I teased Ann on many occasions, after Bill got away from her, untouched in 1987. It was so much fun when I could get her talking about Bill’s big unit. Partially to mess with her, but also because I really wanted to know, I would ask Ann, “Why does his huge cock it gets you so turned on?”

Over time, Ann would fully answer that question. One of her reasons, involves her own anatomy, and it’s a very sexy explanation. I'll get into that important part later.
For now, I just wanted to know why she seemed so fascinated by Bill’s enormous cock.
I can see Ann’s blue eyes sparkling, every time she thought about it. I asked her to tell me what she was thinking about at that very moment. Ann told me she was dying to know which type dick Bill had. When I asked her what she meant by type, she explained this way. She said she separates men's cocks into three basic types, based on how they react to stimulation. She said, “Forget about what size a guy is when he’s soft, what matters is what size he is once he gets hard.” Ann said she had been with guys whose dicks might be 3 to 3 1/2 inches long when soft, but 6 inches or more when they got hard. She said with those guys, the girth of their cock can almost double as well. Ann calls those that double their size, type A. At the other end the spectrum she went on, are guys who may be 5 1/2 inches when soft and only 5 3/4 inches when they get hard.” “The size of their cock doesn't really change, they just go from soft to hard. Those cocks are Type C. She said, “The A, and C types are the two extremes. Most men are in between those types, in how much they change from soft to hard, and I call them type B.”

So Ann was wondering which type cock Bill had. I said to her, “I hope his cock isn’t an A, the type that doubles in size. You might never be interested in my little cock again.” She told me not to worry, it wasn't the sort of thing she would be interested in every day, and then she went on to reassure me that my average length, but somewhat thicker than average cock, took care of her needs perfectly. Ann said, “Getting fucked by a really large cock is nothing more than a strong curiosity, and the only way my curiosity can be put to rest, is by trying it once.” I said, “I always thought size mattered tremendously to you.” She said cock size was very important to her pleasure, but guys like her old boyfriend and myself, were long enough to get the job done.

I asked Ann how long she had been curious about big cocks. Her answer was fascinating. She reminded me that people just one generation older, had extremely limited access to porn. The only cocks a woman could compare for the most part, were attached to the few men they had been with. When affordable VCRs became a fixture in most homes, somewhere around 1983, women no longer had to go to a filthy adult theater if they had a desire to watch porn. They could rent hardcore stuff from a discrete corner of the video store, then watch it in the privacy of their own home. Ann said, until she watched several porn videos, she didn’t know huge cocks actually existed, and thought the ones she heard about were merely exaggerations. When I thought about it, she was right. When porn became available to everyone, I indulged and learned a lot.
Ann said after seeing a few sexy women get their pussies stretched to the limit, and then pounded deeper than anything she had come close to, she found herself looking for that content in the videos she rented. Her fascination grew into curiosity, and that unsatisfied curiosity has always kept her wondering, what a REALLY big one would feel like. It had long been her fantasy, to try a huge cock, once in her life. I wanted to watch if that ever happened!

The first few days after Bill left in 87, Ann kept asking me how big I thought his dick was! Ann knew my skills with visual measurement we're pretty accurate. She was blown away by what she saw in his pants, so she wanted me to estimate his length. That answer was fairly easy for me. I told her, the portion of Bill’s cock that hung past the bottom of his zipper, was at least 6 or 7 inches, so his full length soft, couldn’t possibly be less than 8 to 9 inches.
Her white teeth flashed a smile when she heard that. My dick is the biggest she’s fucked so far, and she measured me a few times for fun, at about 7 inches. I think that’s just slightly larger than the average Caucasian male. My estimate pleased her greatly, because it didn't matter if Bill’s cock was type A, B, or C.
It didn't matter how Bill’s cock might change from flaccid to erect. His would still be considerably larger than mine. I told her he had to be at least 9 inches when he gets it up. He could easily be as much as 12 inches when fully hard.
She commented on how thick it looked. I asked her if that part turned her on. She said a nice, thick cock, always feels better than a really thin one, but the thing that made her so horny, was what might happen, if she ever got to fuck a guy with a cock that long.

We both had fun fantasizing about Bill’s huge cock for a few weeks, but with time we began to forget about it. I never got the full explanation, containing all the reasons she wanted to try a really big one, once she put her fantasy on hold. She promised to finish that explanation if she ever got to fuck a man with a huge cock. Ann just hoped the day might come, when she could get another chance to fulfill her fantasy. She missed her 1987 opportunity and figured she would never see Bill again.

At this point in the story, we jump forward to 1990.
Ann is a 31-year-old blonde MILF. She looks hotter now than she ever has.
Only one part of her body had changed at all. After having two k**s, her nice tits had gotten slightly larger and her beautiful, pink nipples stuck out a little further.
She was still the tightest, wettest, most skilled fuck I had ever experienced in my life.
Meeting Bill three years ago had excited her tremendously but nothing happened between them in 87. At this point, it had been more than five years since she had any strange cock. We still occasionally watched the nasty sex videos of her fucking Bob.
They still turned us on. I knew her past urges hadn’t gone away. If anything, 5 years without letting her inner slut run free had only made them grow more intense. We hadn't really changed at all. Our fetishes we're only hibernating.

We had been in the new house for a little more than three years. During that time, we remodeled the entire house in three major stages. The large recreation room upstairs, was our last project. The oak and marble bar was the final major piece that completed construction. Now it was time for the finishing touches. Ann hired a flamboyantly gay interior decorator to make recommendations, and help her pick things to make it the best it could be. Most of the house was a very modern design but the theme of
“THE BAR” was to give the feeling of a warm Irish pub. The warm oak and green marble looked fantastic.

Barry, the gay decorator, came up with the perfect finishing touch for the room. It would be a light tan, textured, cloth wall covering. Barry told her how gorgeous it would look but cautioned that it's expensive, and requires a real pro to install cloth wall coverings.
I wasn't there when Barry told her that, but I'll bet there was an extra sparkle in her blue eyes when she told him, “I know the perfect man for the job!”

It had been three years since Ann complemented Bill, on his huge cock.
I wondered how many times she might have allowed a little fantasy to dance through her head, as she masturbated with her vibrator. Maybe she sometimes thought about how that huge cock would feel inside her. Did she wonder if Bill had ever given her a second thought, or possibly fantasized about her. I don't know those answers but I do know she headed straight to the wallpaper store to picked out the cloth material, as well as wallpaper for one of the k**s rooms, and the guest bedroom.
All three rooms to be worked on, were located upstairs. The guest bedroom was at the farthest end of the house. It had its own bathroom and was accessed buy a 12 foot long hallway from the large recreation room. As a guest room we had intentionally made it very private and separated from the rest of the house. I wasn't at all surprised she picked that room as one that should receive wall paper. It was a quiet, secluded spot.

Ann made no attempt to hide her excitement about hiring Bill again. I suppose she could've come up with something like this on her own but she hadn't thought of it.
Barry’s idea, had provided the perfect reason to contact Bill. The cloth wall covering had to be ordered. It would take 2 to 3 weeks to arrive. The total quantity of rolls was enough that it only made sense to ship it directly to the house. Ann contacted Bill who quickly agreed to come measure so she could place her order. He said he could measure the rooms tomorrow, right after lunch. The next morning, I watched her closely.
I could see the excitement building in her every hour. She was dressed in sexy shorts and another thin, white tank top. When I told her I could see her nipples clearly through the material, she smiled and said, “I know that.” I decided to stick around until Bill got there. I wanted to see if he was still as handsome, and hung as I remembered.

Bill would be here any minute. Ann anxiously checked her lipstick and re-brushed her hair every five minutes. We were standing in the kitchen waiting for her stud’s arrival.
I could see, how incredibly nervous she was. I wondered, would she chicken out?
I put my arm around her and said, “We don't often get second chances, but you have one, if you want to take advantage of it.” “It’s all up to you.” “Do whatever you want.”
She looked at me for approval and said,
“Are you positive, it’s okay with you, If I try to make something happen?”
My answer to her was, “I’m almost as excited as you are.”
I asked her, “Did you think I’d have a problem with you fulfilling one of your fantasies?”
Ann said, “I didn’t know how you’d feel about me starting something this time.”
She said, “Sharing your wife with a friend is one thing, but this is completely different.”
I asked her, “What do you mean, this is different?” She gave me a slutty look and said,
“Are you okay with me doing every nasty, slutty thing I want, with a total stranger?”
I pointed to my pants and said, “The thought of watching you fuck him, gets me hard!”
Ann said, “That turns me on even more. I know you still want to watch me being a slut.”
Just then the door bell rang.
I slipped my hand inside the elastic waistband of her shorts for a quick feel.
Ann’s pussy was already soaking wet.
The doorbell rang a second time and I said, “You better go let that big dick stud in.”
She was fucking his big dick, in her imagination, before she even reached the door.
Moments later she led Bill into the kitchen. She had a big smile on her face and was pulling him buy one hand. She said to me, “Larry, you remember Bill from about three years ago, don't you?” I said, “Of course I do,” “ It’s so nice to see you again.”
I reached out and shook his hand. If anything, they both looked better now than they had three years ago. She was more confident in herself now, and either his jeans were tighter or his cock had gotten even bigger than I remembered from before.
He could have been slightly excited. Anyone could see she was, with her hard nipples trying to tear through her tank top. I’m sure her pussy was a hot, wet, mess right then!

I thought it would be good if I helped start the ball rolling, with a few comments that Bill might, or might not, pick up on. There couldn’t be any harm in trying.
I tried to quickly think of what I could say to put him at ease.

In a short speech to Bill I said,
“This is a much larger job than the one three years ago. You're going to be here for at least a few days. I want you to feel completely comfortable while you're working in our home. While you're here, What's Mine is Yours. There's no need to ask every time you need something. If you see something you want, don't hesitate to grab it. There's no need to get permission, and remember, you are welcome to anything you desire.
I think working here should be low stress, and as pleasurable for you as possible.”
Bill thanked me for the hospitality and said he was sure he would enjoy working here.

With my speech finished, I shook his hand again and told them I needed to go to work.
I drove away, leaving them to measure the rooms without my interference. It was hard to concentrate at the office. I couldn't help wondering what was happening back at home.
I stayed at work for the full afternoon. I wanted Ann to have every opportunity possible.

When I got home later that afternoon, Ann met me at the door. She was hopping up and down on her toes again. She always did that when she was excited. I liked when she did that. The smile was pretty, and the hopping made her boobs jiggle. I told her, I was sure I knew what she was so excited about but ask her to, “Tell me how things went.”
Ann said she appreciated the comforting speech I had made to Bill. I ask her if she thought he got my drift. Ann said, “Oh Yeah, He got it!” I asked her, “What happened?”
She told me she had flirted with Bill by making a few suggestive comments. She said he caught on quickly and flirted back. Ann said they got pretty frisky with their verbal teasing. After some smaller flirting and teasing about what was said three years ago, she told me she bent at waist to take a closer look, and asked him if it had actually gotten bigger. Bill told her, “If it’s okay for you to stare at my dick, and talk about how big it is,” “ Then It’s okay for me to check out your hard nipples and mention how fine your ass looks in those shorts.” She agreed with him saying, “I like compliments like those!”

I ask if there had been any touching? She told me the only physical thing that happened was, after he finished measuring the two smaller rooms, he needed a longer tape measure from his truck. When he came back through the front door, Ann was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. She started up the stairway in front of Bill. She said when they were half way up the stairs, Bill reached between her legs and gave her crotch a playful squeeze. She told me, when Bill did that, she wiggled her ass and said, “You'd like some of that wouldn't you?”
Bill replied, “Damn right I would like some of that!” “I’ve thought about you for 3 years!”
Ann said back to him, “Well, you heard what my husband said,” “If you see something you want, don't hesitate to grab it.” It's possible, Bill was a little smarter than we thought.

All this information came gushing out of Ann as soon I came through the door. I told her it sounded like she had lots of fun. She looked at me with very serious eyes and asked,
“Are you positive you're cool with me fucking a stranger?” “It's been so long since Bob.”
I told her, “I’m no different now than I was five years ago.” “I still get turned on watching you with another man.” “I wouldn't ask you to do it just for my excitement, but if it's something you still want, I say go for it!” “Just make damn sure I get to watch later.”
Ann said, “You know I wouldn't have it any other way.”
That's when I had to bring up the one question I had never gotten out of my mind.
Bill’s cock was scary big and I didn't know if she had really considered that. I ask her, “Are you sure you want to be fucked by someone that huge?” She laughed and said,
“I would've been a little afraid of his girth before I had two k**s.” “Now I know how much stretching my pussy can take, and he's not even close to that.” I said,
“That’s true but his cock is so long!” “Aren't you worried he could Hurt you!”
Ann’s eyes twinkled as she said, “We have a few weeks to talk about this and I promise, “Before I ever fuck him, I’ll explain exactly why I'm so excited to try a long cock at least once in my life.” She said I would enjoy the explanation, but this wasn't the right time.
I was more comfortable, knowing she thought it over. If she wasn't worried, why should it worry me? I would have to wait for her to explain why she wanted to fuck a guy with a dick like a horse. There must be some good reason. I was dying to know what it was.

After taking measurements that day, Bill determined how he should attack the upcoming job. Our project would be done on a Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday.
He told Ann he wanted to use the 1st day to complete the guest room, plus finish half or more of our son’s room. The 2nd day, he would finish the remaining part of our son’s room, then work until the end of the day, with the cloth material in the recreation room. The 3rd day, Bill would finish the cloth in the large room. He estimated completion of all work and cleanup, could be accomplished by 5:00 PM Friday afternoon. He said,
“After that, I’ll collect my pay, and get out of your hair.”

We were both excited and would have plenty to fuel our fantasies for the next few weeks. The first part of the plan was to wait for the wallpaper order to arrive, then check with Bill for his availability. He had stated, it was a three day project, and we should store the wall coverings in a dry place until he was ready to do the job. It took almost 3 weeks for the order to arrive, and another week before Bill had the required 3 days in a row, open on his work schedule. It wasn't at all surprising, when our already good sex life, seemed to perk up a notch with this fascinating new adventure approaching.
Planning things like this had always been half the fun. We had a lot to think about.

The logical place for this seduction to go down, was in the guest bedroom. It would need to be another hidden camera job. The guest bedroom was much smaller than the bedroom we used for our last secret video. Also, it had been 5 years since we made the secret video of Ann getting face fucked by Bob. In that time there had been major changes in cameras. The larger VHS types had been replaced by much more compact cameras that contained their own, tiny, digital video tape cassettes. We had a high quality, compact model that would make concealment much easier this time.

The layout of this house, and the location of the guest room, made it impossible for me to watch this event live. There was no way for me to connect a TV, or have all those microphones. The closet was in the ideal spot, in relation to the bed, and the camera would be much closer this time. I couldn't do all the pan and zoom functions with this camera, so through trial and error testing, we found the best hiding spot and settled on a zoom setting that could capture pretty close up images of the action. It would be crucial for Ann to control their positions in the room and on the bed, but by now, she had become an expert in that area. She did a few dry runs to make sure she knew where to stand, or what angle she would need to coax their bodies into. She had seen enough videos by now to have a good understanding on how to provide the camera with the best possible view. She checked herself out, in various sexual positions she might want to try with Bill.

In very little time, we had the equipment perfectly positioned and well concealed. Ann assured me, controlling Bill, would be no problem for her. That only left one small detail. Someone would need to start the camera recording when the time was right. After starting, it would record for 2 hours, with no further attention from anyone. The camera had a very small wireless remote control. It was slightly wider than a BIC lighter but thinner. It's only functions were to start / stop, recording or playback. That was all we needed for this task. Ann quickly finished the solution with an idea that would work out splendidly.

Bill had already asked if it was okay for him to begin work at 8:00 AM sharp each day.
We agreed to that starting time. It was common for Ann to have her morning coffee wearing a beautiful purple, silk robe. Some colors almost seem to be intended for blondes, and she looked good in this one. She was always naked under the robe, and it came off instantly with one pull of the tied sash. The robe had one pocket near the hip that could easily conceal the tiny remote. It would be up to her to start recording whenever she thought the time was right. All it would take was one quick click of the start record button. After that, she had 2 hours to do whatever her and Bill chose.

I was slightly frustrated because, I wouldn't be able to see what went on in real-time, but as Mick Jagger says, “You can't always get what you want.”
There was no way I could watch their live action. Even so, I thought about how exciting it was going to be. We would be watching her as the star of a hot new porn video.
We could watch it together, only a few hours after they finished their nasty fun.

With all that worked out, I felt like our plan was complete.
For the most part, it was, but Ann told me she had a couple of small twists that were going to be surprises for me. When I tried to figure out what sort of surprises she had in mind for me, she said, “If I tell you, they will no longer be surprises.”
She told me to trust her and just go with the flow.
She said, “I’ll be asking you to do a couple of small things.” “Don’t ask me why.”
“Just do what I ask, and look forward to your surprise.”
She never disappoints me so,I told her I would do whatever she asked.

Access to the guest room was provided by a 12 foot long hallway connecting to the bar area. In the ceiling of the hallway, was a pulldown door that concealed folding stairs.
The stairs offered easy access to a finished area of the attic. That area has a plywood floor and good lighting. It served as our main storage area for things we rarely used.
Ann decided she wanted to store the boxes of wall covering, in that safe, dry space.
I suggested, it would be much easier to just put the boxes in the guest room.
She reminded me to,“Do what’s requested, and don't ask why.” “It’s best to go with flow.”

Her second odd request, was something she wanted me to do on the day Bill would start working here. She said she wanted me to leave my car in the garage, with the garage door closed. The final thing she wanted me to do on his arrival day, was wait in the master bedroom until she was finished with him. She said she would come talk to me in our bedroom, after they finished their fun. She could give me a quick report on how things went, and I could leave for work without Bill even knowing, I had been there when he fucked her.

That much was true. The guest room had no view of the driveway area. If she kept him in that end of the house, I could leave easily without being seen or heard.
I promised her again. I would do exactly as she asked, without questioning why.
It’s best to go with the flow. Everything was figured out and ready.
All we needed now was wallpaper, and a well hung wallpaper hanger.

The boxes of wall covering arrived in less than 3 weeks. It was a Wednesday afternoon. Before the UPS man could get out of his truck, Ann was on the phone setting up a work schedule with Bill. The boxes we're still in the driveway when she rushed out with her face beaming. She told me Bill was available to start working at our house the following Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Play time for her, was only one week away.
Just like we had done several times before, we started working each other into an excited, sexual frenzy. Getting that horny is fun when you know relief isn't far away!

We had been playfully teasing each other since she decided to hire Bill again.
Now, Big cock Bill would be here in less than 7 days. Our teasing started a rapid escalation from playful, through curious, and quickly reached graphic questions and comments. It was so easy to get back to the same horny state of mind we had enjoyed before. This time we have done it without any d**gs to help. This was very cool!
Now that we were getting nasty, I couldn't wait any longer to have Ann tell me the reasons, she was so excited about having his huge cock in her cunt. I didn't feel any jealousy, but I was extremely curious why it seemed so important to her

I said to her, “You promised to explain why you have fantasies about fucking Bill’s long cock.” “What’s the reason he makes you so horny?” She may have thought I felt slightly threatened because she took my hand when she said, “It's not necessarily Bill, even though I admit, he's pretty easy to look at.” She said she would keep it simple and started sharing something we had never talked about, until now. Ann told me straight out, she had never experienced a big cock in her life. Bill just happened to be the only man with an unusually large cock, she actually met.

She went on to tell me, how all of her previous lovers had been in a very average size range with the exception of me, and her last boyfriend Rick. She said Rick and I were almost identical in length and she considered both of us to be the perfect length for her anatomy. I asked her to explain what she meant by that. Ann told me, the average guys couldn't reach her full depth and she found that frustrating. She'd liked it when a guy could bottom out in her pussy.

She said it was a much more intense stimulation. She thought Rick and I we're about perfect, because she could control how deeply we went, with the way she positioned her hips. She said when she rides a cock cowgirl, or fucks doggy style, no one had ever reached that, “DEEP SPOT”, as she called it. She said when she's fucking in missionary position, she can spread her legs enough, and angle her pelvis in a certain way, that allowed my cock or Rick’s, to bump against that deep spot, that felt so good to her.

I understood what Ann was talking about, but she had never explained it before.
I noticed for years, that sometimes, when we were fucking in missionary, and we were both getting close at the same time, she would move her hips into a different position. When she did that, I could feel the head of my cock stretching something at the bottom of her pussy. It is probably her cervix, but I don't really know. Some women find that quite painfulI. Other women like Ann, go crazy when it happens and start creaming all over your cock. I recall hundreds of times over the years, when she put her hips in that position. I would usually say to her, “That’s it, Give it to me, Give it all to me!”

That's when I could feel my cock pressing against something at the deepest part of her cunt. Very shortly after my cock would start hitting that spot, Ann would always have a very powerful orgasm. She told me, most women have more than one kind of orgasm.
She said it feels great to cum by having her clit stimulated, or the orgasms she has from a combination of having her vaginal walls stretched by a thrusting cock that's moving
her clitoris at the same time. She said she loves them all, but by far, her most intense orgasms, are the ones that happen when a longer cock can hit her deep spot.
I asked, “If it feels so good, Why don't you always try to cum that way?”
Ann explained, In order to get herself, “Opened Up”, enough for us to push our cocks that deep inside her, she had to rotate her hips to a point that was very painful to her joints. She said it wasn't a position she could maintain for very long. That's why she always tried to time it just right, so she could hold the position long enough to have that awesome climax.

Rick and I we're apparently the only guys who ever got deep enough make her cum that hard. Having heard that explanation, I understood her excitement about Bill’s giant cock.
I'm sure Ann was thinking, If he knows how to fuck, I’ll get to have multiple orgasms.

I don't doubt that I already knew the answer to my next question, but I was positive it would make both of us horny if I got her to talk about it.
I enquired further by asking Ann,
”What really goes through your mind, when you fantasize about a big cock like Bill’s?”
“What do you want to do with him?”

I didn't know how explicit she was willing to be but, I got so hard when she didn't hold back anything, and gave me a detailed, honest answer.
She said, “It's so hard for me to keep my hips in that position for you.”
“I can only cum 1 time that way, and only in missionary position.” Then she said
“I cum so hard, and so fast, when you hit that spot!”
“I’ve always wondered what it would feel like, if a man's cock was long enough to go that deep in me from my other favorite positions.” “I wonder how many times, he can make me cum!” “I know I can cum more than once if I don't have to hurt my hips.”

I told her, “Bill is going to be at least 2 inches longer than me.” “Can you handle that?”
Ann said, “That’s what makes it so exciting! I know he won't be able to get all of his cock inside me, but when he tries to push it all in, he'll be hitting bottom from any position.”
I said, “But you're always so sensitive after 1 good orgasm, you can't be touched,”
Ann had a perfect reply for that statement. She explained, “I'm only that way when a climax involves my clit. It gets too sensitive to be touched for a little while.” “I think if I am having those hard orgasms I get from my deep spot, I may be able to have several.”
I asked her, “How many times do you think you can cum?”
Ann thought over my question for several seconds then said,
“I really don't have any idea, but it sure will be fun, finding out!” We both laughed!

This conversation, had gotten us both very horny. I was hard as a rock and her pussy was dripping wet. We closed the bedroom door and started fucking like two nympho teenagers. We didn't need any foreplay. Hearing her fantasy had taken care of that.
While we were fucking I taunted her with more questions like, “Are you dying to have his big cock in your pussy?” She said, “It’s all I can think about.” I pumped away and asked,
“Which position do you want him to fuck you in?”

Ann said, “It Will probably be my only chance to get laid by a cock that big.” “ I want to try everything with him.” I said to her,
“You know his dick is so long, he'll be able to hit your deep spot from any position.”
”Tell me you want that big cock to make you cum?” “Tell me how you want him to fuck your pussy”

We were both getting close to cumming when Ann said, “I can't wait to ride his big dick in cowgirl.” “In my fantasies, Bill is pinching my nipples while I slide my pussy, up and down his long, hard cock.” I said, “Do you think you'll cream all over it?” She answered,
“You know how my pussy is.” “If he fucks me good, I'll cover him with my white stuff!”

At that moment, Ann spread her legs wider to give me her “Deep Spot”. We both started to cum as she said, “He’s gona make me cum this hard over, and over, and over, until he shoots his seed deep inside my pussy!” Wow! I’ll watch her cum, again and again!
I pictured that in my mind. It was so fucking hot! Watching her fuck a stranger was going to be different, and exciting. I knew this stranger, could do things with her that I would never be capable of. That was a little worrisome, but my fetish for watching her get fucked, was stronger than any fears. We were both craving this kinky adventure!

Ann had been very helpful with the set up, and testing. Everything had been ready for days. She never would tell me exactly what she planned to do. She would only say, if things worked out the way she hoped, there would be nice surprises for both Bill and I.
I never doubted she would handle things well, so I felt it would be best for me to continue following her directions. We had a nanny named Bobbi, who worked 5 days per week. I was aware, that Ann had arranged for her to show up for work, a half hour early, on the 3 days Bill was working at our house. I overheard Ann on the phone with her that Monday night. She told Bobbi, some ladies would be coming both Wednesday and Thursday mornings, for planning meetings. Bobbi was told, she should pick up the k**s, no later than 7:45 AM. Ann instructed her to take them out for breakfast, then on to the park to play. They could be back to the house, no earlier than 11:30 AM.

It didn't go unnoticed by me, that Ann spent Tuesday afternoon getting her pretty blonde hair cut, and having her nails done in a two tone nail polish, featuring sexy white tips.
After a somewhat nervous night, the long awaited, Wednesday morning finally arrived.
Ann was up first, and quickly got both k**s dressed, while I got ready for work. I went downstairs to have coffee and watch the k**s, until the nanny arrived. The instant I took over k** watch, Ann gave me a slightly wicked smile and said, “Time for me to have a nice shower and shave.” Bobbi showed up just after 7:30 AM.
By 7:45 AM, the k**s were organized enough to head out on their morning of fun.
I waved goodbye, and told them to “have a great time!” My mind was racing at warp speed, as my imagination flashed a few graphic mental images, of their mom’s fast approaching adventure. It HAD been a long time, and we didn’t have any d**gs to dull the reality of what we were about to do. I hurried up to the master bathroom, to see what Ann was up to. When I walked in, she was brushing her hair. I could smell her perfume. She looked gorgeous, standing naked on the white marble floor. I said,
“So, Are you ready for this?” Ann replied, “More ready than you can imagine!”
As she placed her hairbrush next to the sink, she said to me, “This is your last chance to stop me.” “If you don't want me to do this, You can stop me now.”

(In retrospect, maybe I should have asked her not to go through with it. In reality though, we were both so turned on by the thoughts of her fucking a big cock stranger, neither one of us could have stopped at that point.) My dick was hard again as I answered her by saying, “This may be your last chance to fulfill your fantasy.” “I wouldn't take that away from you.” “Go get everything you want.” “I'll watch the video, and you can tell me how a giant cock feels later.” Ann put her arms around me and said, “Okay, There’s no holding back now!” “You want to see a hot video, and that's what you're going to get!”

Ann turned back toward the mirror, as she opened a cabinet drawer. She pulled out a small bottle of silicone lube, and squeezed some of the slippery liquid onto her fingers.
She began rubbing it inside her pussy. Once her entry was nice and slick, she used more lube to coat her pink labia and clit. I didn’t say anything, but I mentally questioned why she was using the lube. She was already so aroused by anticipation, that her own fragrant juice was pouring from her hole while she applied the synthetic stuff. All I could think about, was how hot she looked standing there naked. I watched her slippery fingers, massaging the lube into her freshly shaved pussy. My heart was beating fast, and my mind was racing again, with the anticipation of what was about to happen. Ann slipped into the silk robe and tied the sash in a nice bow. It was almost 8 AM now. Bill would be here any minute. I'm sure my nervousness was showing, but she was surprisingly calm, so I said,
“Shouldn't you get out of the bedroom, and close the doors so I can hide?”
Her answer took me completely by surprise. Ann gave me a her mischievous grin and said, “Go on to work, nothing is happening today.” I was still trying to wrap my confused brain around what I just heard, when she gave me a quick kiss and said,
“Go to work, Just trust me!” What could I do? Baffled as all hell, I left for work as Bill was pulling in the driveway. We gave each other a wave, and I was gone in a cloud of curious confusion.

Most of what I write from this point forward, is a retelling of the story Ann told me.
I would get to watch an unbelievable video later, but this part, is about a few of the sexy things that happened before the camera was turned on.
I wasn't present for most of those parts, but her highly, detailed description of what took place, allows me to retell the events.

My intense curiosity made it difficult for me to remain at work all day. I stayed there anyway because, I didn't want to spoil any of her plan. I knew Bill would leave by 5:00 PM, so I made it a point, to be home shortly after that. When I walked in, Ann was all smiles. I was still totally confused. I didn't understand why she had told me “go to work.” I thought the plan had been for me to hang out / hide, in the master bath, until they finished their fun. I couldn't wait any longer, to find out what happened. I asked Ann,
“So, Did you seduce him?” “Did you guys go through with it?” Still smiling she said,
“Nope,not yet!” “Get yourself a vodka, then come outside and sit with me on the patio. I'll tell you everything that happened today.” I got my drink and met her outside.
I couldn't help wondering, what had gone wrong. Maybe I had a concerned look on my face, but something caused her to say, “Don’t worry, nothing has really changed.”
“I only altered the timing a little.” “I think we will all be more comfortable now, and everyone will have even more fun.” Then she began telling me the details of her first day with Bill. Ann told me, she had given it a lot of thought last night. She said she thought about how well, her times with Bob had gone. She believed they had been so hot, because of the high comfort level, her and Bob, enjoyed with each other. She was concerned about Bill, being too nervous, if she attacked him right away. If he wasn't comfortable, his performance might not be the best he was capable of. Ann was definitely wanting the best he had to offer. She decided, one more day of teasing him, and putting him at ease, could only make things better for everyone in the long run. She started her story.

Ann said she answered the door in the silk robe when Bill rang. She was sipping her coffee, and ask Bill if he would care for some. Bill declined her offer of coffee, telling her he needed to bring in his tools and ladder. He said he would try to be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't disturb anyone. Ann assured him, there was no one in the house but the two of them. She told him it would be the same way until noon, on all 3 days he was working. She said she told Bill, “You’ll just have to put up with being stuck here, alone with me.” Ann got her first flirt from Bill at that moment when he said,
“That sounds like it could be fun.” She encouraged him by replying, “I think you can count on that!” Ann left him alone to get his tools upstairs. Once Bill had everything ready to start working in the guest room, he called down to Ann, saying, he needed the wallpaper now.
She told him, “I’ll be right up to show you where it’s stored.”

Ann met Bill in the guest room. She told him the wallpaper boxes were stored in the attic. She showed Bill, the fold down stairs that were located in the hallway just outside the room. She pulled the door down, and unfolded the stairs. Then Ann made her first bold move. She told Bill, “The light switch for the attic is tricky to find.” “I think it will be easiest if I go up near the top of the stairs, I’ll hand the boxes down to you.” She told me how she climbed stairs until her bare feet, were at about the same level as Bill’s shoulders. I had placed the boxes on the attic floor, close to the stairway opening.
She turned on the light, and said to Bill, “This opening is pretty tight, but I think we can do it if we try hard enough.” She lifted her right foot, so it would be one step higher.
Bill was looking straight up at a view of Ann’s pantyless pussy. Freshly shaved, beautifully pink, and shimmering with her wetness, her inviting cunt must have taken his breath away!

Ann was being obvious, and Bill turned out to not be as slow as we originally thought. She had to reach her arms above her to pick up the boxes, then flex her knees apart slightly, to hand them down to Bills outstretched arms. Ann told me, after she passed 3 of the 7 boxes down, she said to him, “These next 4 are a little larger.” “I need you to come up a couple stairs to take them from me.” She said Bill climbed up nearer her shining, lubed pussy and said, “That really does looks like a tight opening. “ “Do you think we can make it fit?” Ann said back to him, “I think, If we go slowly, everything will be perfect.” “Would you like to take a little measurement now”

Without a word, Bill slid his palm up the inside of Ann’s thigh. Two of his fingers slipped easily inside her lubed and now dripping wet cunt. She moaned her appreciation as her legs wobbled slightly on the stairs. He told her, “You don't know how long I’ve wanted to touch your pussy.” She told me how she slowly rocked her hips for a few seconds then said, “We better finish getting these boxes down or you will never got started.
After the last box was on the hall floor floor, Bill tried to reach under her robe again and squeezed one of her tits at the same time. She said his cock had enlarged, quite noticeably in his pants.
She told him, “It's too bad, but I have to be somewhere this morning, and we’ll have a house full this afternoon.” “ Be on time tomorrow and don't shave, I want to feel that stubble between my thighs. With that, she left him standing with a half hard dick and a burning desire that couldn't have been extinguished with a fire hose.

Ann got dressed and left for several hours. When she returned, guest room was completed and he was more than halfway finished with our son's room. She told me, while checking his work in our son's room, she complemented him on his quality of work. Bill told her, “I always try my best to please a beautiful woman.”
She gave the head of his lengthening cock, one nice firm squeeze, and said to him,
“I think we're both going to enjoy tomorrow's workday.” “I'll see you in the morning.”

That’s how Ann’s Wednesday, had gone with Bill. I k**ded her about the exhibitionist in her, not being able to wait for the camera. She laughed and said,
“I just wanted him to get a good look at what he’ll be getting into.”
“And let him have a small taste on his fingers.” I told her, “He must be so horny,”
“He'll be dying to fuck you tomorrow!” “I hope he doesn’t cum the second he sticks it in.”
Ann said, “I got the feeling, Bill has had plenty of experience with pussy.”
“A cock like his, is bound to attract lots of curious ladies like me.”

I invited Ann to leave the patio. I asked her to join me in the bedroom.
This conversation, and the thought of Bill fingering her pussy, had me wanting her.
We hadn't fucked since Monday night and I was ready. Ann almost never refused sex when I wanted it, but this time she surprised me. She told me, it was her intention to have all three of us, as horny as possible tomorrow. She said, “I have Bill’s cock ready to rip through his pants to get to my pussy.” “You’ve had a hard on for three days,”
“I’ve had to fight myself all day, to keep a vibrator away from my pussy.”
She was right about me! Every time I thought about her getting fucked like she’s never been fucked before, my dick got hard. Ann told me, I should take her refusal as a compliment. She said, “If we fuck now, you’ll make me cum.” “If I cum tonight, I won’t be as horny for him tomorrow morning.” I could understand her reasoning but I was still hoping to get laid. I knew her decision was final when she said, “I've wanted to try a big dick since puberty.” “Right now, I feel like a female tiger in heat!” “When I get him in that room tomorrow morning, I'm going to unleash, a very horny tiger.”
I was hard again as I wondered, what the next morning would be like?

It was difficult for me to sleep that night. Was I letting my fetish, overwhelm good judgment this time? There was much more to our relationship than sex, but I was quite confident, she had never had a better fuck than me. I was fairly certain, by noon Thursday, that would no longer be the case. How fucked-up am I?
I still couldn't wait to watch a video of the stranger fucking my wife. Finally, I slept some.

Thursday morning, we got up and repeated exactly the same routine we had followed the day before. The timing had all been perfect yesterday, and it went just as smoothly today. Bobbi was on time, so the k**s were gone already. I went up stairs at the same time as yesterday. It was almost 8:00 AM. Ann was just finishing up again as I walked in.
Everything about her was sexy, and gorgeous. The shape of her body, her face, her hair, the way her perfume smelled, it was all enticing. She was still naked, standing at the mirror. I had a few moments to admire the reflection of her puffy areola, and her stiffening nipples. When she saw me she turned my way. I love a freshly shaved pussy, and hers looked delicious! Her pink labia were protruding slightly. I'd seen them like that before, when she was very aroused. Ann walked up and put her arms around me.
She gave me a big wet kiss and said, “I'm so ready for this, are you?” I said to her,
“This shit is real isn’t it!” She said, “Thank you for letting me live out my fantasy”
“I’m going to give you the hottest fuck video you'll ever see!” She gave me one more kiss, then took her silk robe off the hook. When she started to slip on the robe I said,
“No lube for you today?” Ann laughed and said, “Are you k**ding?” “I'm so wet already,
“I was afraid your feet might slip on the tile from my pussy dripping.”

Right on time, the doorbell rang.
Ann blurted out, “OK, This is it!” “I’ll close the bedroom doors on my way out.”
“I don't know how long it will take to get started, and I don't have any idea, how long it will take us to finish.” “Don't be nervous or worried.” “I'll come back in here as soon as we’re done. I said, “Have fun, and remember where the camera is!”
I heard the double doors close behind her. It was 8:01 AM. The fantasy had started!

I don't know how to describe my feelings over the next 90 or so minutes. They were too frantic and jumbled to understand. I recall moments of boredom mixed with jealousy and something near panic. This wasn’t, good old inexperienced Bob, she was about to be ravaged by. She was getting fucked by a good-looking man, who had the kind of cock, she had dreamed of. Waiting like this, was more difficult than I had imagined.
I had no idea what they were doing. The minutes felt like hours. I kept hoping this adventure, would end up being fun for the two of us, but I definitely didn't like this part!

A little after 9:45 AM, I heard the bedroom door quietly open, then close. She locked it behind her. When Ann walked into the bathroom, she was holding her robe partially closed with her hands. The sash was dangling from it's loops. She hadn't taken the time to tie it. I was so relieved to see her. Whatever they had done with each other, it was finished now. Ann stood facing me, about 3 feet away. She let her robe fall open.
Small beads of sweat, and a light sheen of perspiration, covered her from head to toe.
Her hair that had been so perfect earlier, was a mess. It was wet where it touched her neck and back. Her pretty pussy lips, were flame red, and bulged out of her vagina, far more swollen, than I had ever seen them before. Her cunt and inner thighs we're completely covered in shiny smears, and large white droplets, of both their creamy sex juices. Ann had only been in the room for a few seconds, but she hadn't looked up at me. She seemed to be looking down at the floor.
Her facial expression, was different from any I had seen before. She didn’t appear to be happy or sad. I would say, she looked overwhelmed.

Ann left this room, a little more than 105 minutes ago, as my beautiful, sexy wife.
Now, an absolutely perfect example of that old saying, was standing in front of me.

“She looked like a slut that had been, rode hard and put away wet”
It was easy for me, to make those instant, visual assessments, the moment she walked in the door. She looked like hell, but it was still sexy! I knew how she got that look.

I was the first to speak. I asked her, “Did you have a good time?” Ann finally looked up from the floor and said, “I'm totally embarrassed right now!” I wanted to know what she meant by that so I asked, “Why would you be embarrassed?” Ann apologetically said,
“Because I sort of lost control.” “I got carried away and fucked way too much.”
“I feel like a whore that just gang banged a roomful of men, even if it was only one guy!“
“I'm mostly embarrassed because, I acted like such complete slut with him.”
“I hope you won't be too upset with me when you watch the video.” I curiously asked,
“What did you do with him, that might be upsetting to me?” With a worried look she said,
“We don’t have enough time now, But I’ll tell you every detail while you watch the tape tonight.” “I definitely owe you that much.”

Then I asked her, “When did you guys finish fucking?”
My question got a tiny smile out of her. She gave me a teasing, sarcastic answer by saying,
“Well, let me think, I’ve been back in this room for about 15 seconds.” “It probably took me 15 seconds to collect myself in the guest room, and slip my robe on, then another 15 seconds walk from the guest room to here so,” “I’m going to guess, Bill pulled his cock out of my pussy, about 45 seconds ago.” “Would you like to put your cock, where his just was?” Ann let the robe slide off her shoulders, and fall to the floor.
She scooted her ass onto the bathroom counter top, with her pussy right at the edge.
Ann spread her legs wide open, inviting me to fuck her. I wasn’t sure I wanted to see my wife’s pussy this way, but it was impossible to keep my eyes from looking between her cum smeared thighs. Where I was accustomed to seeing a delicate, closed flower with slightly wet pink petals, I was instead, staring at a very roughed up cunt. Ann’s inner, and outer labia were huge, and protruded outward in a way I have only seen in porn videos, when a woman uses one of those pussy pumps to vacuum pump her cunt to unbelievable proportions. It was the same with her clitoris. It appeared to be double its normal diameter, and it was so engorged, it protruded unbelievably, beyond her swollen labia, and pulsed like a red warning buoy on the ocean. More mind blowing than seeing Ann’s swollen sex organ sitting on the counter, was the fact, that in the center of that much swelling, the opening to my wife’s vagina was still gaped open larger than the diameter of my hard cock.

I kicked off my pants, then stepped between her thighs. A few seconds earlier, another man filled her pussy with his sperm. Her gaping cunt was still oozing hot streams of it. As another man’s thick warm cum, trickled slowly from her vagina, It flowed onto the white marble top, where her sexy ass was perched.
The pearlescent, white liquid overflowed the counters edge, and as it did, it dripped in thin, shiny strings to the marble floor below. Ann was a well fucked mess, but I didn't care. I wanted to fuck her right now! A little earlier, she had smelled like a fresh shower, and expensive perfume. As I stood between her sticky thighs, I inhaled a completely different scent. It wasn't an offensive odor. In fact, it was incredibly sexy!
Her current smell was a mixture of expensive perfume, blended with fresh sweat, deep fucked pussy, and lots of cum from both of them. It was the scent of a woman. The scent of a very well fucked woman! I inhaled deeply wanting to remember it forever.
She was irresistible.

I sort of tossed, my regular size cock into the same wet cunt where the big boy had just played. I knew with a little time, her pussy would contract back to its normal tight fit.
That would probably happen within a few hours, but it had only been seconds, since his huge cock was stretching my wife’s pussy. It didn't bother me, that each stroke of my cock, sliding in or out of her pussy, dragged my balls across the marble counter top, and through a pool, of another guys cum. What bothered me, was feeling so small in her overworked pussy. For some unknown reason the thought of pancakes crossed my mind. Well, not actually pancakes, but warm pancake batter. It felt like Ann’s cunt was completely full of thick, warm pancake batter.
I'm sure It was all symbolic. My little cock was stirring a big pitcher full of some other man’s batter, and currently, the pitcher was to large for my stirring stick. The best I can do, is occasionally bang into the outer walls. Crazy, I know!

Ann said, “I know you're really horny, but you need to cum as fast as you can.” “My pussy can't take much more fucking right now.” “She needs a little break.” I said to her,
“Don't you want to cum again?” She looked directly in my eyes and said, “It might be a few days, before I can have another orgasm.” “When we watch the video together, you'll understand why I’m saying that.” I was already, extremely turned on by the fact,
I was having sloppy seconds, with my wife, while her pussy drooled a strangers cum, all over the bathroom and my dick! Hearing Ann say that, propelled my imagination into overdrive. Ann’s normally tight hole wasn't gripping my cock at all, and I needed little more stimulation. I don't know if she noticed me pulling her knees closer together, but that caused her swollen labia to close around my hard cock. That gave me the friction I needed, and there was no reason for me to hold back now! I banged away as hard and fast as my average cock was able. In less than a minute, I injected her cunt with a sizable load of my own. Instead of leaking out of her tight hole the way it usually does, the extra large cum deposit I pumped into her pussy, mostly spilled out in one gush.

As my spunk splashed on the floor, mixing with his, my sexy blonde slut said,
“Most of his cum did the same thing, when he pulled out of my pussy.”
“You'll see for yourself, when you watch the video.” “I think there are some great shots of his cream-pie pouring out of me.” “His thick cock really stretched out my pussy.“
Then Ann said, “You’re only seeing the small amount that was left in me.” “Most of his cum is on the bedspread.” I said to her, “ From the little tidbits you're telling me about the video, it sounds like you got yourself a good, hard fucking.” She said,
“That's putting it mildly!” “Im mad at him right now!” “Just wait till you see the video.”

Ann glanced at the clock. She said, “We have to get you on your way to work before Bill finds out you were here.” She told me she would go make sure he was distracted, so I could slip out unnoticed. She came back in less than a minute, saying,
“I'll see you later.” “We can watch that video together.” “I promise, you'll have fun tonight. You’ll probably get a great BJ.” “I don't think my pussy can handle more fucking today!”
I waved goodbye, and slipped quietly, out of the house.

Staying away from the house until after 5 PM, was one of the more difficult things I've been required to do. I couldn't go back until Bill was gone for the day. I also knew, after I got home, we would still need to do all the normal things we did on a weeknight.
I talked with Ann on the phone that afternoon. We were both, eager to watch the video together. She told me, she tried a long soak in the tub, and a short nap, to see if it would revitalize her body. When I ask, if that made her feel better, she said everything was good, if she ignored how sore her pussy was. Ann told me, she would make sure we had an early dinner. After that, we can get the k**s to bed early. On the phone she said,
”Then it's our time. We'll lock the bedroom doors, and indulge in both our fetishes.”

I hadn't thought about it that way, until she said that. Ann was right!
My major fetish, was watching her fuck. Her biggest fetish, was being watched. Especially if the person watching was me. Neither of those things had happened yet.
Tonight was going to be kinky fun for both of us.
I got home about 5:15 PM. Ann greeted me with a big smile and a wet kiss.
She was wearing cute shorts and another tight tank top. Her hair was clean and brushed nicely again. Every part of her smelled fresh, as she bounced and bubbled with her usual energy. It was hard for me to believe my eyes. Was this sexy suburban MILF, the same woman, as that fucked out, sweaty, cum soaked, slut, I waved goodbye to, only a few hours ago? It absolutely was! She has always been a multitalented woman.
I’m willing to bet, earlier this morning, she showcased some of her best skills.
We completed all the chores as quickly as possible. Fortunately, both k**s fell asleep easily. I made myself, a double vodka on the rocks, and poured her a big glass of wine.
We relaxed on the patio to have a smoke and settle our nerves for a few minutes.
It was our first opportunity to talk about the new twist we had thrown into our relationship. Ann and I were equally excited, about watching our nasty, new, porn tape. It had been more than 5 years since we involved another man in our sex life. That being said, we hadn't ever, done anything approaching this kinky before! I said, “I'm ready!”

At that moment, a more serious look came over her face. Ann said, “Before you watch the video, there's something I want you to know.” “I don't want you to have hurt feelings.” I said, “What are you talking about?” She answered, “I tried to do a good job on the video.” “I hope it turns you on even more than the ones I did with Bob.” “I just want you to be prepared for what you're going to see.” I asked, “What should I be prepared for?” Ann said, “I only needed my fantasy to happen one time.” “I don't ever want to do something like that again.” I said, “Something like what?” “What do I prepare for?” Ann said, “Let's just go watch the video.” “You’ll see what a nasty slut I was today.”

We made our way to the bedroom. I moved the TV right next to the bed.
I wanted a close up view of them fucking. I also wanted to hear every word they said to each other and, every sound they made. Now we were ready to watch our new, home made porn. Ann removed her tank top. She has such sexy tits! She suggested I take off my pants. She said, “I want to see how you react, when you watch him fuck me.”
When I asked what she meant by that, she said, “I told you I was a bad girl today.”
“If you see disturbing things on this video, you might not tell me, but your dick can't lie.”
“As long as your cock is hard, I’ll know you enjoy, watching what I did this morning.”
I stripped completely and told her, “I can't wait any longer.”==== This is what happened.

On Wednesday, Ann teased Bill by flashing him her bare pussy. She even allowed him to slip two fingers, inside her cunt for a few seconds. She had virtually promised to fuck him today. When she opened the door for him this morning, Ann told Bill she was going to have her coffee. She told him, “Go start Working.” “I’ll call you if I need something.”
Bill began work on the 2nd half of our son’s room. Ann waited about 5 minutes, before heading up to the guest room. Ann told me how nervous, but excited she was, as she pushed the record button on the remote control. She hid the remote on a closet shelf, then adjusted the mirrored door to the correct opening. It was time! She called for Bill.

In the following part of the story, I’ll describe what I watched on the video, and Ann’s comments to me. I'll include things Ann and Bill said to each other while they fucked.
I’ll also describe, the conversations she and I had as we watched the video together.
The time stamped video begins at 8:11 AM when Ann pushes RECORD on the camera.
I hear Ann calling out to Bill. She said to him. “Will you please come to the guest room?”
“I need you to do something for me.” Ann moved to a spot between the camera and, the bottom, of the king size bed. She gave a little wave and blew a kiss to the camera.
A minute or so later, Bill entered the room.
He asked, “Is there something special you need from me?” Ann reached out to grasp his leather belt. She pulled him to the position where she wanted him to stand. As she knelt down on the carpet, in front of him, she unbuckled his belt. I noticed, he was still dressed in his blue jeans, and that familiar red T-shirt. Bill said to her,
“I think you have teased me enough.” Ann unzipped his Jeans, then reached into his underwear. Her hand came out, with the largest, semi soft cock, her or I, had ever seen!
Ann wrapped her warm lips around his cock, as it sprang free. She paused, and looked up at him. She said, “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw the huge bulge, in your pants.” “I’ve never had a big cock before.” “You’re going to change that today!”

Ann sucked his enlarging member back into her mouth. Just the head, almost filled her entire mouth. She had never sucked one like this before. Ann almost, didn’t know what to do with it. She licked his balls and the shaft, as his cock continued to increase in both length, and thickness. She cupped his balls in her hand. Ann tried her best, to get as much cock in her mouth, as she possibly could. Unbelievably, it kept getting larger!

Ann usually takes pride in her ability to give a great blowjob, but his cock, was just too damn big for her mouth to handle. As we watched her struggling, to get his huge dick in her mouth, Ann admitted to me, she was beginning to worry about, what that monster was going to do, to her pussy. Bill was getting aroused now. He growled out an order,
“Keep sucking my cock!” I watched Ann comply, by sucking, and lickin