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This story actually began 6 months ago. My wife and I
just finished fucking like rabbits and the conversation
invariably went to sex. My wife and I had been recently
married.
She was 23 years old, 5’2" and very thin. She wore a B
cup bra but more than made up for that in her youthful
and beautiful face. When she began teaching Literature
at the local senior high school a few months ago, many
older teachers, unfamiliar with her, asked her what
grade she was in. With her long straight blonde mane
that reached half way down her back, her big green eyes
and baby face she was a favorite of the male students.
The students nicknamed her Mrs. Suvari because she
looked so much like the actress, Mena.
Our sex life was fine but I wanted to know what she
fantasized about when we made love. I asked her if she
had any sexual fantasies she wanted to live out. She
blushed and admitted she had one all through her life.
She dreamed of sucking and fucking a huge cock. She
immediately reassured me that my average 6 inch penis
was fine but occasionally she dreamed of a monster 9
inch baseball bat sized prick impaling her. I bought
her a dildo and that’s where the fantasy ended. Or so I
thought.
Six months later I was typing at my desk when Mrs.
Henry came knocking at my door. "Can I help you?" I
asked.
"I hope so. Our computer crashed and is totally
useless. My son, Ben, needs to finish his finals paper
or he will fail his class. May we borrow your
computer?"
I knew Ben well. He was our 16 year old neighbor. Ben
was 6 foot tall and a typical lazy teenager. He was
failing nearly all of his classes and didn’t care. He
was not one of my wife’s students but all the teachers
knew of his reputation. He thought his height, curly
blonde hair and boyish good looks would get him
everything he needed in life.
"I am working on my computer but he can use my wife’s
computer," I responded.
She thanked me and promptly left while he went right to
work. I sat at my own keyboard and typed away. Half an
hour later I remembered I had a chore to do. I would
have to leave and so would Ben. I was going to open the
door and tell him he had to leave. But before I opened
the door, I decided to see if he was looking up porn.
I peeked in the far entrance to my wife’s office near
the computer. I was stunned at what I saw. Ben was
masturbating while looking at a picture of some chick
with huge tits. That is not what stunned me. What
stunned me was the size of his cock. He had to be at
least 7.5 to 8 inches long and thick. His cock head
went well past his belly button. This was an impressive
piece of manhood!
I stood back so he couldn’t see me and watched for a
minute while he continued stroking his hard donkey
dick. I was startled by a knock at the door. It was his
mother returning to check up on her son. I yelled for
him and he came to the door. His mother was despondent
over his grades.
"Maybe my wife could help him. She is a teacher. I‘ll
ask her tonight," I said thinking that this was the
perfect excuse to get this horse hung stud and my wife
together.
"That would be great. I don’t want him to repeat the
11th grade," she said. She thanked me and Ben and his
mother left to go home.
That night I told my wife about what I had seen and
asked her what she thought about fucking Ben and his
monster rod. She was intrigued but scared that she
might lose her job if anyone found out. "What if he
freaks and tells on me?" she asked.
I had a solution to this problem. I would hide in a
closet while Ben and my wife played around. If things
went fine then I'd receive a hell of a treat with a
perfect view of my wife with prick-zilla. But if Ben
freaked and tried to report my wife, I could say I was
home and witnessed that nothing happened.
The next evening approached when she was supposed to
‘tutor’ Ben. She was nervous. She said that she would
wear a dress that would show her nice legs and no bra
with her tight white sweater. She looked hot! She
planned to tutor him while he sat on the couch then
make her move.
I had a perfect view from the closet of both of them.
For tonight, she insisted that she was only going to
give him a hand job or, if she was really excited, a
blowjob. I reminded her that we had condoms in the
drawer if she wanted to go any further with Ben. I hid
in the closet as I heard the doorbell ring. I was ready
for the fun to begin!
"Where's your husband? I saw his car out front," Ben
said.
"He is upstairs sick in bed. Have a seat and we'll get
right to work," my wife responded.
The first half hour was genuine instruction in English
Literature. I noticed Ben’s eyes wander many times to
my wife’s sweet nipples as they visibly poked through
her sweater. I waited for something to happen.
I was getting bored until my wife uttered the magic
phrase to Ben. "Let’s take a break."
Ben agreed. She threw her arm around Ben and made small
talk as they sat next to each other on the couch. Ben
appeared ill at ease with the situation. My wife
noticed this too. "You look tense. I think you need a
massage," she blurted out as she stood behind Ben.
Without hesitation, she moved behind him and began
massaging his broad shoulders with her magical fingers.
For the first time, I saw a bulge begin to rise in his
jeans. "Ben, you may be failing English Literature, but
you're not stupid. We all have our weaknesses," my wife
continued. "My husband for example, is a good man but
he simply cannot please a woman sexually. I am going to
tell you what I tell my husband. You must relax. How
about letting me relieve some of that tension. How does
a nice, wet blowjob sound?"
"Great, but what about your husband?" Ben responded.
"He’s asleep. We will hear him if he wakes up," she
responded while winking at me in the closet. My wife
knelt her small frame between the knees of this 6 foot
tall teen and massaged his stiff cock through his
jeans. She slowly unzipped him and undid his jeans as
he slumped back in the chair. My wife moved to the side
as Ben pulled them off in a hurry.
A very large bulge was visible under his orange boxer
shorts. My wife rubbed the considerable lump in his
boxers and began to pull them down. "I see you are
gifted in other ways," she said.
Ben pulled his butt up from the couch so my wife could
remove his shorts. She tried to pretend she wasn’t
impressed and turned on by the size of his thick prick
but her saucer sized eyes told a different story. His
penis extended midway up his torso and her hand barely
fit around his gigantic shaft. She took a few minutes
to admire it and leisurely moved her hand up and down
the length of his fat pole.
"Oh yeah baby. I have dreamed of this day for years,"
Ben sighed.
"Really?" My eager spouse answered as she ran her
tongue up the length of his shaft. "How many years?"
she asked as she began bobbing up and down quickly on
his thick cock head.
"I remember when you substitute taught for us when I
was in eight grade. That night I went home and had my
first ever wet dream about you. I dreamt that we were
in class alone and you straddled me in the chair right
in the middle of the classroom. Since then I have
dreamt about this moment. I jerk off while peeking out
my window whenever I see you."
I knew my wife and being a secretly desired woman was
one of her deepest fantasies. Ben was fulfilling it
without even knowing! She couldn’t stand it any longer.
She stood with his rock hard shaft in her hand and
straddled young Ben. With her other hand she lifted her
dress and straddled Ben inserting his bat sized prick
in her vagina. She then put her hands on his chest and
used her legs to regulate his depth.
"Just sit back and live out your fantasy," my wife
insisted as she let big Ben penetrate her unprotected
cunt.
Hundreds of questions filled my mind. ‘Why didn’t she
grab a condom?’ ‘Will she be able to enjoy my normal
sized cock again?’ ‘What if donkey dick gets her
pregnant?’ I snapped back to reality as I heard Ben,
about two or three minutes in to the fuck, announce he
was going to cum.
"I’ve never been with a woman this hot! I’m going to
cum!" he yelled.
Within seconds he grabbed my wife’s hips and emptied a
monster load of semen deep into her waiting pussy. My
wife then stunned me by going down on his pole and
licking him clean. He then excused himself and went
home.
Afterward, I confronted my wife about not using a
condom. She was nonchalant and said it was an
‘oversight’ and that he wasn’t that big. I suspected
she was lying.
Two months later a school official caught her on her
knees in his car giving him a blowjob. She left me and
teaches in another community. He dropped out of school
and moved in with her. He stocks shelves at a local
grocery store now.
Men, be careful what fantasy you wish for... you may
get more than you bargained for.
just finished fucking like rabbits and the conversation
invariably went to sex. My wife and I had been recently
married.
She was 23 years old, 5’2" and very thin. She wore a B
cup bra but more than made up for that in her youthful
and beautiful face. When she began teaching Literature
at the local senior high school a few months ago, many
older teachers, unfamiliar with her, asked her what
grade she was in. With her long straight blonde mane
that reached half way down her back, her big green eyes
and baby face she was a favorite of the male students.
The students nicknamed her Mrs. Suvari because she
looked so much like the actress, Mena.
Our sex life was fine but I wanted to know what she
fantasized about when we made love. I asked her if she
had any sexual fantasies she wanted to live out. She
blushed and admitted she had one all through her life.
She dreamed of sucking and fucking a huge cock. She
immediately reassured me that my average 6 inch penis
was fine but occasionally she dreamed of a monster 9
inch baseball bat sized prick impaling her. I bought
her a dildo and that’s where the fantasy ended. Or so I
thought.
Six months later I was typing at my desk when Mrs.
Henry came knocking at my door. "Can I help you?" I
asked.
"I hope so. Our computer crashed and is totally
useless. My son, Ben, needs to finish his finals paper
or he will fail his class. May we borrow your
computer?"
I knew Ben well. He was our 16 year old neighbor. Ben
was 6 foot tall and a typical lazy teenager. He was
failing nearly all of his classes and didn’t care. He
was not one of my wife’s students but all the teachers
knew of his reputation. He thought his height, curly
blonde hair and boyish good looks would get him
everything he needed in life.
"I am working on my computer but he can use my wife’s
computer," I responded.
She thanked me and promptly left while he went right to
work. I sat at my own keyboard and typed away. Half an
hour later I remembered I had a chore to do. I would
have to leave and so would Ben. I was going to open the
door and tell him he had to leave. But before I opened
the door, I decided to see if he was looking up porn.
I peeked in the far entrance to my wife’s office near
the computer. I was stunned at what I saw. Ben was
masturbating while looking at a picture of some chick
with huge tits. That is not what stunned me. What
stunned me was the size of his cock. He had to be at
least 7.5 to 8 inches long and thick. His cock head
went well past his belly button. This was an impressive
piece of manhood!
I stood back so he couldn’t see me and watched for a
minute while he continued stroking his hard donkey
dick. I was startled by a knock at the door. It was his
mother returning to check up on her son. I yelled for
him and he came to the door. His mother was despondent
over his grades.
"Maybe my wife could help him. She is a teacher. I‘ll
ask her tonight," I said thinking that this was the
perfect excuse to get this horse hung stud and my wife
together.
"That would be great. I don’t want him to repeat the
11th grade," she said. She thanked me and Ben and his
mother left to go home.
That night I told my wife about what I had seen and
asked her what she thought about fucking Ben and his
monster rod. She was intrigued but scared that she
might lose her job if anyone found out. "What if he
freaks and tells on me?" she asked.
I had a solution to this problem. I would hide in a
closet while Ben and my wife played around. If things
went fine then I'd receive a hell of a treat with a
perfect view of my wife with prick-zilla. But if Ben
freaked and tried to report my wife, I could say I was
home and witnessed that nothing happened.
The next evening approached when she was supposed to
‘tutor’ Ben. She was nervous. She said that she would
wear a dress that would show her nice legs and no bra
with her tight white sweater. She looked hot! She
planned to tutor him while he sat on the couch then
make her move.
I had a perfect view from the closet of both of them.
For tonight, she insisted that she was only going to
give him a hand job or, if she was really excited, a
blowjob. I reminded her that we had condoms in the
drawer if she wanted to go any further with Ben. I hid
in the closet as I heard the doorbell ring. I was ready
for the fun to begin!
"Where's your husband? I saw his car out front," Ben
said.
"He is upstairs sick in bed. Have a seat and we'll get
right to work," my wife responded.
The first half hour was genuine instruction in English
Literature. I noticed Ben’s eyes wander many times to
my wife’s sweet nipples as they visibly poked through
her sweater. I waited for something to happen.
I was getting bored until my wife uttered the magic
phrase to Ben. "Let’s take a break."
Ben agreed. She threw her arm around Ben and made small
talk as they sat next to each other on the couch. Ben
appeared ill at ease with the situation. My wife
noticed this too. "You look tense. I think you need a
massage," she blurted out as she stood behind Ben.
Without hesitation, she moved behind him and began
massaging his broad shoulders with her magical fingers.
For the first time, I saw a bulge begin to rise in his
jeans. "Ben, you may be failing English Literature, but
you're not stupid. We all have our weaknesses," my wife
continued. "My husband for example, is a good man but
he simply cannot please a woman sexually. I am going to
tell you what I tell my husband. You must relax. How
about letting me relieve some of that tension. How does
a nice, wet blowjob sound?"
"Great, but what about your husband?" Ben responded.
"He’s asleep. We will hear him if he wakes up," she
responded while winking at me in the closet. My wife
knelt her small frame between the knees of this 6 foot
tall teen and massaged his stiff cock through his
jeans. She slowly unzipped him and undid his jeans as
he slumped back in the chair. My wife moved to the side
as Ben pulled them off in a hurry.
A very large bulge was visible under his orange boxer
shorts. My wife rubbed the considerable lump in his
boxers and began to pull them down. "I see you are
gifted in other ways," she said.
Ben pulled his butt up from the couch so my wife could
remove his shorts. She tried to pretend she wasn’t
impressed and turned on by the size of his thick prick
but her saucer sized eyes told a different story. His
penis extended midway up his torso and her hand barely
fit around his gigantic shaft. She took a few minutes
to admire it and leisurely moved her hand up and down
the length of his fat pole.
"Oh yeah baby. I have dreamed of this day for years,"
Ben sighed.
"Really?" My eager spouse answered as she ran her
tongue up the length of his shaft. "How many years?"
she asked as she began bobbing up and down quickly on
his thick cock head.
"I remember when you substitute taught for us when I
was in eight grade. That night I went home and had my
first ever wet dream about you. I dreamt that we were
in class alone and you straddled me in the chair right
in the middle of the classroom. Since then I have
dreamt about this moment. I jerk off while peeking out
my window whenever I see you."
I knew my wife and being a secretly desired woman was
one of her deepest fantasies. Ben was fulfilling it
without even knowing! She couldn’t stand it any longer.
She stood with his rock hard shaft in her hand and
straddled young Ben. With her other hand she lifted her
dress and straddled Ben inserting his bat sized prick
in her vagina. She then put her hands on his chest and
used her legs to regulate his depth.
"Just sit back and live out your fantasy," my wife
insisted as she let big Ben penetrate her unprotected
cunt.
Hundreds of questions filled my mind. ‘Why didn’t she
grab a condom?’ ‘Will she be able to enjoy my normal
sized cock again?’ ‘What if donkey dick gets her
pregnant?’ I snapped back to reality as I heard Ben,
about two or three minutes in to the fuck, announce he
was going to cum.
"I’ve never been with a woman this hot! I’m going to
cum!" he yelled.
Within seconds he grabbed my wife’s hips and emptied a
monster load of semen deep into her waiting pussy. My
wife then stunned me by going down on his pole and
licking him clean. He then excused himself and went
home.
Afterward, I confronted my wife about not using a
condom. She was nonchalant and said it was an
‘oversight’ and that he wasn’t that big. I suspected
she was lying.
Two months later a school official caught her on her
knees in his car giving him a blowjob. She left me and
teaches in another community. He dropped out of school
and moved in with her. He stocks shelves at a local
grocery store now.
Men, be careful what fantasy you wish for... you may
get more than you bargained for.
Myra
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