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Jeri and I had been married for about ten years, and
most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed
most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and
sex. We made love often, and it was usually super.
Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling
that she was not being completely satisfied by our
lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost
always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took
her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it
as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy
muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and
faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming
all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I
pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I
could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least
I wasn't sure). As a result of this concern, I began to
wonder whether I might be falling somewhat "short" in
fulfilling her sexual needs.
As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how
to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by
a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of
those giant dildoes I'd seen in the porno store, but
decided that that would have been so obvious as to
negate the value of the test results. The only true
test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her,
but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there
were no hospitals providing dick enlargement
operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to
find out, I would have to find someone else (with a
really big dick) to fuck Jeri while she thought it was
me!
Where does one begin to recruit someone for this sort
of a plan? I couldn't go to a nightclub and "pick up"
someone. It had to be someone I could trust, someone
safe, and someone "hung". There were plenty of guys at
work that would love to get their dick in Jeri, but
there's the old saying about "don't shit in you own
backyard" that made co-workers out of the question. So
what to do?
It was about this time that an old friend from my high
school days called to say he was back in town and would
like to get together and renew our friendship. I didn't
put the two situations together at first, but when Mel
and I began reminiscing about out days together on the
Tennis team, I remembered why I had envied him. As I
recalled, Mel's prick was as big soft as mine had been
hard, although we never made a direct comparison. I
thought that he was very probably (at least physically)
what I needed to fulfill my fantasy "test."
As Mel and I talked, I learned that he was recently
separated from his wife, and that they were going to
get a divorce. He stated his displeasure at reentering
the dating scene, saying that all the really great
women had already found someone and gotten married or
were at least living with someone. He also confided
that he had once had a desire to pursue Jeri, but that
I had "beaten him out". This was almost too unlikely to
believe, but what the hell, I decided to give it a try
and see how far I could make this go. Could I really
let another man fuck my wife?
Over the next several weeks, we had Mel over for dinner
and we went out to the movies together a few times.
Jeri fixed him up with some of her girlfriends from
work, but nothing clicked. All the while, I was making
casual hints about Jeri and me to Mel, trying to see if
he showed any interest, He seemed genuinely concerned
about us, and I felt more comfortable all the time
about revealing my fantasy to him.
One night, after dinner, as we were having a drink, and
Jeri was on the phone with a friend, I decided to open
the door on my soul a little wider. I asked Mel to
confirm that he still found Jeri attractive, which he
did. I then began to explain my concerns about our
physical relationship. He understood, and joked, "all
you pencil-peters have that fear." "Thanks a lot", I
answered. "You're a big help." "Well, what the fuck can
I do about it?", he asked. "Look Mel, can I tell you
something in confidence without fear of your having a
bad reaction."
I proceeded to carefully outline my fantasy to see if
Jeri would have a stronger orgasm if she were making
love to me and I had a bigger dick. "So how you gonna
do that?" Mel asked. "Well", I said, "You asked what
you could do...." Then I went full ahead and detailed
what I thought could work to fool Jeri into thinking
that she was screwing me when in fact she'd be screwing
Mel. Mel was not too eager at first, but after some
long-winded rationalizing, I began to turn him toward
agreeing to give it a try. I asked him just how big he
was, to which he replied "big enough!". Finally I got
him to admit to 10 and half inches. "Sure!" I said.
"Want proof?" he asked. "I'm from Missouri. Show me!" I
got a ruler, he got it hard, I checked, he'd lied... it
was actually just over 11 inches.
"Whoa", I said. "Ever size, maybe this wasn't such a
good idea after all. But I'd committed to this course,
and I was determined to get the answer to my question.
Obviously, it would be necessary for Mel to be present
without Jeri knowing it, so the first order of business
was to select a location where I could be fucking Jeri
while Mel was close by. We decided on the rec room,
because of the storage room nearby where Mel could hide
until I got things going. There were these big floor
pillows that Jeri and I had fucked on before, so that
wouldn't arouse her suspicion. Next, we had to figure
out how to get Mel into the storage room without Jeri
knowing that he was even in the house. We figured that
we cold "sneak" Mel into the house while Jeri was at
the store.
Then we had to come up with a way for Mel to relieve
himself in case he had to take a piss while he waited
in the storeroom. An empty coffee can with its plastic
lid would work OK. Since there would be no easy way to
signal Mel when to come out of the store room, we
agreed that he would just have to peek around the
doorway to the rec room and use his own best judgment
as to when to come in. The lights would have to be off
so that Jeri would not be able to see Mel and I trade
off.
Finally, the big night came, and as Jeri left in her
car to go to the store, I called Mel He parked around
the corner so that Jeri wouldn't see his car when she
returned. "Are you sure about this?" he asked as he
came in. "Yes! I've got to find out, or I'll wonder for
the rest of my life." "OK," he replied, "as long as
you're sure." We checked out the storage room, and the
path through the rec room, so that he wouldn't trip on
or walk into something as he approached in the dark.
Fortunately, there was a moon out that night, which
would help light the rec room a little through the
skylight.
We went over the plan while we waited. I would give
Jeri enough to drink to get her a little tipsy and then
start making love to her on the pillows. I would get
between her legs and caress her thighs and hips with
both hands, one on each side. I would continue this
caressing as I put my cock into her.
At this time Mel should show up and get into position
behind me and a little to my left. As I would bring my
left hand down her right leg, I would lift it away, and
Mel would begin to caress her as I had done. Then I
would pull by cock out of Jeri's pussy and run it along
her thigh, back and forth, while fondling her clit with
my right hand. As I reached as far down her leg as I
could, Mel and I would trade places, and he would move
his cock down her leg and into her pussy. His hand
would take the place of my right hand as we finished
the switchover. It sounded like it would work OK. In
any case, we would know pretty soon.
When Jeri returned, I helped her put away the
groceries, and asked her if she'd care for a drink.
"Sure," she said, so I fixed her a Gin Tonic, her
usual. I fixed a Scotch and water for myself, very mild
so I could stay alert and coordinated. We went to the
rec room, talked about work and about going on a
vacation to Lake Tahoe next summer, and danced to some
'50s music on mine weak.
Jeri was enjoying the mood, and her body was warmer and
her kisses more demanding all the time. After still
another drink, we danced to an old Elvis ballad ("Love
Me Tender") and she began rubbing the front of my jeans
with her hand. I kissed her deeply, and began undoing
the buttons of her blouse. "I love you, Jeri," I said
as kissed he neck, then her breasts. Her tits were so
very firm, and small but not "little", just perfect!
Her nipples pointed upward slightly, and were hard and
hot as I sucked on them.
Gradually we undressed one another and held each other
close, kissing. As we sank slowly to the floor, I
turned out the last light, and slid one of those big
pillows under Jeri. I began caressing her arms, her
breasts, her tummy, her thighs, her everything. Jeri
was only moderately active, probably from the booze,
which was exactly what I'd hoped for. As I kissed my
way down the front of her, she moaned softly. As my
tongue parted the lips of her pussy, she only moved a
little. It was then that I pressed against the insides
of her knees until she had spread her legs wide apart.
I hoped there would be enough room for the switch from
me to Mel. I continued to kiss her pussy and caress her
legs until I felt Mel move in behind me. I almost
panicked at this point; for fear that Jeri would
realize that I was up to something and that she'd get
pissed off. But she was still enjoying my attention and
didn't sense anything other than my tongue, and my
hands. Slowly, I raised my head up from between her
thighs and moved myself into position. I gently eased
the tip of my dick into her and then pulled back,
rubbing the tip around the outside. All the while I was
rubbing up and down her right leg with my left hand and
fondling her pussy with my right.
When Mel put his hand on my left forearm, I almost
jumped. I wasn't expecting it, but managed to maintain
my concentration. I raised my left hand off of Jeri's
leg, and Mel took over the caressing on that side. I
pushed my cock back into Jeri, a little further this
time. I moved myself as far to the right as I thought I
could without arousing suspicion, then pulled out
again. As I moved the tip of my dick along Jeri's right
thigh, she moaned, "Please put it in again."
I raised up as far as I could on my knees, and Mel
began to move in front of me. In the dim moonlight,
shining through the skylight, I could see his big cock
sliding down her thigh.
"What the fuck am I doing?" I thought. But before I
could think about it I had to move out of the way. That
required pressing very tightly against Mel's back. As
my dick passed over the crack of his ass, "No, this is
not the time for that kind of new experience" I
thought. I moved all the way out then, and positioned
myself so that I could watch the penetration. Mel was
so big! I felt very strange as I watched the tip of his
dick enter that beautiful "honey hole" that, up to now,
had been my private playground.
In it went, past the tip, past the circumcision scar,
down, deeper, deeper, all the while Jeri's moans
getting louder, deeper, different than I'd ever heard
before. "Oh, that's so good!", she said in a low, very
soft voice. "Don't ever stop!" Mel picked up the pace,
faster and faster, deeper and deeper.
Jeri's moans were almost gasps. "Oh, Oh god, Yes, Yes,
YES!!" It was finally over.
It was then that I heard those words that I'll never,
ever, forget. "Oh, Mel, you're such a good lover! You
always were the very best!"
To make a long story short, Mel and Jeri lived happily
ever after, I jack off a lot.
most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed
most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and
sex. We made love often, and it was usually super.
Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling
that she was not being completely satisfied by our
lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost
always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took
her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it
as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy
muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and
faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming
all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I
pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I
could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least
I wasn't sure). As a result of this concern, I began to
wonder whether I might be falling somewhat "short" in
fulfilling her sexual needs.
As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how
to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by
a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of
those giant dildoes I'd seen in the porno store, but
decided that that would have been so obvious as to
negate the value of the test results. The only true
test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her,
but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there
were no hospitals providing dick enlargement
operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to
find out, I would have to find someone else (with a
really big dick) to fuck Jeri while she thought it was
me!
Where does one begin to recruit someone for this sort
of a plan? I couldn't go to a nightclub and "pick up"
someone. It had to be someone I could trust, someone
safe, and someone "hung". There were plenty of guys at
work that would love to get their dick in Jeri, but
there's the old saying about "don't shit in you own
backyard" that made co-workers out of the question. So
what to do?
It was about this time that an old friend from my high
school days called to say he was back in town and would
like to get together and renew our friendship. I didn't
put the two situations together at first, but when Mel
and I began reminiscing about out days together on the
Tennis team, I remembered why I had envied him. As I
recalled, Mel's prick was as big soft as mine had been
hard, although we never made a direct comparison. I
thought that he was very probably (at least physically)
what I needed to fulfill my fantasy "test."
As Mel and I talked, I learned that he was recently
separated from his wife, and that they were going to
get a divorce. He stated his displeasure at reentering
the dating scene, saying that all the really great
women had already found someone and gotten married or
were at least living with someone. He also confided
that he had once had a desire to pursue Jeri, but that
I had "beaten him out". This was almost too unlikely to
believe, but what the hell, I decided to give it a try
and see how far I could make this go. Could I really
let another man fuck my wife?
Over the next several weeks, we had Mel over for dinner
and we went out to the movies together a few times.
Jeri fixed him up with some of her girlfriends from
work, but nothing clicked. All the while, I was making
casual hints about Jeri and me to Mel, trying to see if
he showed any interest, He seemed genuinely concerned
about us, and I felt more comfortable all the time
about revealing my fantasy to him.
One night, after dinner, as we were having a drink, and
Jeri was on the phone with a friend, I decided to open
the door on my soul a little wider. I asked Mel to
confirm that he still found Jeri attractive, which he
did. I then began to explain my concerns about our
physical relationship. He understood, and joked, "all
you pencil-peters have that fear." "Thanks a lot", I
answered. "You're a big help." "Well, what the fuck can
I do about it?", he asked. "Look Mel, can I tell you
something in confidence without fear of your having a
bad reaction."
I proceeded to carefully outline my fantasy to see if
Jeri would have a stronger orgasm if she were making
love to me and I had a bigger dick. "So how you gonna
do that?" Mel asked. "Well", I said, "You asked what
you could do...." Then I went full ahead and detailed
what I thought could work to fool Jeri into thinking
that she was screwing me when in fact she'd be screwing
Mel. Mel was not too eager at first, but after some
long-winded rationalizing, I began to turn him toward
agreeing to give it a try. I asked him just how big he
was, to which he replied "big enough!". Finally I got
him to admit to 10 and half inches. "Sure!" I said.
"Want proof?" he asked. "I'm from Missouri. Show me!" I
got a ruler, he got it hard, I checked, he'd lied... it
was actually just over 11 inches.
"Whoa", I said. "Ever size, maybe this wasn't such a
good idea after all. But I'd committed to this course,
and I was determined to get the answer to my question.
Obviously, it would be necessary for Mel to be present
without Jeri knowing it, so the first order of business
was to select a location where I could be fucking Jeri
while Mel was close by. We decided on the rec room,
because of the storage room nearby where Mel could hide
until I got things going. There were these big floor
pillows that Jeri and I had fucked on before, so that
wouldn't arouse her suspicion. Next, we had to figure
out how to get Mel into the storage room without Jeri
knowing that he was even in the house. We figured that
we cold "sneak" Mel into the house while Jeri was at
the store.
Then we had to come up with a way for Mel to relieve
himself in case he had to take a piss while he waited
in the storeroom. An empty coffee can with its plastic
lid would work OK. Since there would be no easy way to
signal Mel when to come out of the store room, we
agreed that he would just have to peek around the
doorway to the rec room and use his own best judgment
as to when to come in. The lights would have to be off
so that Jeri would not be able to see Mel and I trade
off.
Finally, the big night came, and as Jeri left in her
car to go to the store, I called Mel He parked around
the corner so that Jeri wouldn't see his car when she
returned. "Are you sure about this?" he asked as he
came in. "Yes! I've got to find out, or I'll wonder for
the rest of my life." "OK," he replied, "as long as
you're sure." We checked out the storage room, and the
path through the rec room, so that he wouldn't trip on
or walk into something as he approached in the dark.
Fortunately, there was a moon out that night, which
would help light the rec room a little through the
skylight.
We went over the plan while we waited. I would give
Jeri enough to drink to get her a little tipsy and then
start making love to her on the pillows. I would get
between her legs and caress her thighs and hips with
both hands, one on each side. I would continue this
caressing as I put my cock into her.
At this time Mel should show up and get into position
behind me and a little to my left. As I would bring my
left hand down her right leg, I would lift it away, and
Mel would begin to caress her as I had done. Then I
would pull by cock out of Jeri's pussy and run it along
her thigh, back and forth, while fondling her clit with
my right hand. As I reached as far down her leg as I
could, Mel and I would trade places, and he would move
his cock down her leg and into her pussy. His hand
would take the place of my right hand as we finished
the switchover. It sounded like it would work OK. In
any case, we would know pretty soon.
When Jeri returned, I helped her put away the
groceries, and asked her if she'd care for a drink.
"Sure," she said, so I fixed her a Gin Tonic, her
usual. I fixed a Scotch and water for myself, very mild
so I could stay alert and coordinated. We went to the
rec room, talked about work and about going on a
vacation to Lake Tahoe next summer, and danced to some
'50s music on mine weak.
Jeri was enjoying the mood, and her body was warmer and
her kisses more demanding all the time. After still
another drink, we danced to an old Elvis ballad ("Love
Me Tender") and she began rubbing the front of my jeans
with her hand. I kissed her deeply, and began undoing
the buttons of her blouse. "I love you, Jeri," I said
as kissed he neck, then her breasts. Her tits were so
very firm, and small but not "little", just perfect!
Her nipples pointed upward slightly, and were hard and
hot as I sucked on them.
Gradually we undressed one another and held each other
close, kissing. As we sank slowly to the floor, I
turned out the last light, and slid one of those big
pillows under Jeri. I began caressing her arms, her
breasts, her tummy, her thighs, her everything. Jeri
was only moderately active, probably from the booze,
which was exactly what I'd hoped for. As I kissed my
way down the front of her, she moaned softly. As my
tongue parted the lips of her pussy, she only moved a
little. It was then that I pressed against the insides
of her knees until she had spread her legs wide apart.
I hoped there would be enough room for the switch from
me to Mel. I continued to kiss her pussy and caress her
legs until I felt Mel move in behind me. I almost
panicked at this point; for fear that Jeri would
realize that I was up to something and that she'd get
pissed off. But she was still enjoying my attention and
didn't sense anything other than my tongue, and my
hands. Slowly, I raised my head up from between her
thighs and moved myself into position. I gently eased
the tip of my dick into her and then pulled back,
rubbing the tip around the outside. All the while I was
rubbing up and down her right leg with my left hand and
fondling her pussy with my right.
When Mel put his hand on my left forearm, I almost
jumped. I wasn't expecting it, but managed to maintain
my concentration. I raised my left hand off of Jeri's
leg, and Mel took over the caressing on that side. I
pushed my cock back into Jeri, a little further this
time. I moved myself as far to the right as I thought I
could without arousing suspicion, then pulled out
again. As I moved the tip of my dick along Jeri's right
thigh, she moaned, "Please put it in again."
I raised up as far as I could on my knees, and Mel
began to move in front of me. In the dim moonlight,
shining through the skylight, I could see his big cock
sliding down her thigh.
"What the fuck am I doing?" I thought. But before I
could think about it I had to move out of the way. That
required pressing very tightly against Mel's back. As
my dick passed over the crack of his ass, "No, this is
not the time for that kind of new experience" I
thought. I moved all the way out then, and positioned
myself so that I could watch the penetration. Mel was
so big! I felt very strange as I watched the tip of his
dick enter that beautiful "honey hole" that, up to now,
had been my private playground.
In it went, past the tip, past the circumcision scar,
down, deeper, deeper, all the while Jeri's moans
getting louder, deeper, different than I'd ever heard
before. "Oh, that's so good!", she said in a low, very
soft voice. "Don't ever stop!" Mel picked up the pace,
faster and faster, deeper and deeper.
Jeri's moans were almost gasps. "Oh, Oh god, Yes, Yes,
YES!!" It was finally over.
It was then that I heard those words that I'll never,
ever, forget. "Oh, Mel, you're such a good lover! You
always were the very best!"
To make a long story short, Mel and Jeri lived happily
ever after, I jack off a lot.
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