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When Alice and I left London for a beautiful south coast village, we never expected our lives to stagnate. The point of the move was more time together, a better quality of life and a nicer work-life balance.

As students we were outrageous. We loved a drink; moreover, we loved having filthy, explorative sex. No inhibitions whatsoever. Once we qualified as teachers, London became too hectic and we moved away. Since then, work has become more taxing, sex doesn’t happen during the week, and if I’m honest, we’re not regularly satisfying each other in the one area we once connected so fantastically.

Alice is a vivacious, beautiful and sexy woman. She was so wild at nineteen when we first met. Our first night out together ended in her giving me a long sloppy blow job in the back of a taxi, while I licked her clit, on my knees, at the front door of her student house. It started that way and for five years, there was very little change.

We had decided to have a dirty weekend away in London . Alice had booked a lovely hotel in Hampstead and we were so excited about spending time in a place that held so many memories.

First stop in London , my favourite treat, Agent Provocateur! We were wandering around looking at beautiful lingerie in the heart of Soho ’s sexy store. Alice is so hot. She’s a size 10, about five foot six inches, beautiful shoulder length blonde hair and has incredibly tight and pert breasts and buttocks. She’s a real head turner. She’s not got a traditionally pretty, dainty look about her. She’s very good looking, but her features are more rounded and innocent, until she gives you a filthy look. It’s akin to someone like Britney Spears, golden girl one minute, porn star the next! She looks after herself too…I am very lucky. She loves to have a bald pussy and her mound fits perfectly into my cupped hand. It makes me hard just thinking about it.

“I like that outfit!” I said to Alice with excitement.

It was a very typically sexy set. Stockings, lacy thong, a bra I know Alice ’s pert, rounded 34C cup will fill perfectly.

“Do you think? I’ll wear it happily if you want it. It’s a bit obvious!” I didn’t care, I knew she’d look amazing in it and she would think so too.

I heard a strange voice over our shoulders, “Very nice Alice , very nice”.

As we turned to see who it was, we were both startled. It was Joe, an old housemate of mine from university. Joe was one of those guys who you could never get a hold of when you needed him, but always turned up when you least expected it. Although this was even more surprising, we hadn’t seen him since the day we left university. We invited him to our wedding, but received a hastily written “I’m out of the country” type response. It was good to see him. We’d have to take a break in our day and catch up.

Over Coffee, we all chatted about our lives and got on swimmingly. Joe was working as a decorator, which was very strange for a History graduate. He’d travelled a lot and was now living back in London . Strangely, he was doing a job in a month’s time, very close to where we’d moved to. We promised to stay in touch and have him around for dinner the next month.

I’m not a jealous person, and can trust Alice , but I felt something between them as I had done when we were younger. Joe was a lovely guy, but he had a threat over all men that made us feel funny whenever he talked with our partners.

Throughout university Joe had a girlfriend. He was besotted with her and never strayed. He had a mystery element about him to the girls we were dating because he hadn’t slept with any of their friends. Such is life at university! Us lads that shared a house with him though, that was a different matter.

We were all up late drinking one night. Six guys in one house, it was a wild house! Two of them and I were in the football team, Joe and the other two were mad Rugby boys. On this night, one of the lads made a joke about how loud Joe’s girlfriend was in bed. Joe was coy, but drunk and started to show off the more we discussed it. He claimed to be great in bed, to know what he was doing, and then he dropped a bombshell on all mankind.

“You know what they called me back home in York don’t you?” We were looking at him with his smug smile.

“They used to call me ‘Base’”. This didn’t shock us at all. We were thinking he was going to say ‘Schlong king’ or ‘John Holmes the second’, we were wrong, it was worse.

Then, he demonstrated in true Rugby boy fashion why he was called ‘Base’. He downed the rest of the beer in his pint glass, turned away and started to fumble with his jeans. As he turned back we were flabbergasted. I am the proud owner of a pretty thick, seven inch cock. Alice loves it. However, Joe was called ‘Base’ at home because his cock could touch the ‘base’ of his pint glass. No exaggeration, it was huge, a monster. It was a perfectly formed, thick, massive version of all our own cocks. It looked like it could fill the whole glass. It was nearly as thick as the cans of beer lying around us. It was flaccid too. Shocking, we were stunned. Funny, but no one from our house ever told anyone! Jealous perhaps?

That night in London when we’d met Joe, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Alice and I had great sex. I was so turned on. I was having all sorts of fantasies. Alice looked incredible in her outfit. She was beautiful, sexy and feeling extra dirty. After over an hour of foreplay, sex in all sorts of positions, talking dirty and Alice cumming heavily, she started whispering in my ear that she wanted me to cum. I was pushing my throbbing, sensitive, large cock inside her in the missionary position. She kept saying she wanted my cum. She wanted me to cum all over her; she knew this turned me on. Alice always tried to please, knowing what I wanted from the days we once shared all our fantasies.

She asked me to pull my cock out and cum all over her. I pulled out and began to masturbate kneeling over her pussy and flat stomach. She then hit me with something I never thought I’d hear, “I want you to cum all over me. I want you to imagine you’ve got two willing faces begging for your cum. Imagine me and another woman writhing beneath you. Cum on me, Please…Cum on me”.

At that moment, thick, projectile cum flew from my cock. First it landed in a thick line from her chin to her forehead. Then again, from her pert breasts to her mouth, then thick loads kept oozing onto her breasts and stomach. This was the most cum I’d ever produced.

After a few minutes relaxing and watching Alice smiling as she wiped cum from her stunning face and out of her beautiful blonde hair, we lay in a heap and giggled.

“Just like when we were nineteen eh?” Alice said trying to get her breath back.

I agreed. However, I needed to ask her something, I just came out with it, “Did you seriously mean that when you mentioned another woman? Was it just dirty talk?”

Alice paused longer than I expected her to. Rather than be angry or funny with me, she replied, “It would be pretty hot in the right circumstances, the right woman….Or man.”

We said nothing else about it, had an amazing weekend of so much more great sex and went back home on the Sunday feeling rejuvinated.

One Month Later…

For the last four weeks I couldn’t get the image of Joe’s cock out of my mind. If it was that size flaccid, what size must he be erect? I’m so much smaller than him, yet I’ve got a good sized cock. Big in fact!

It was Friday night, we’d had a long day at work and were tucking into a Chinese when the phone rang.

“Hello mate, yeah…Tomorrow night, of course. Don’t worry about a cab, stay over. I’m sure we’ve got enough room for Base!”

As soon as I said it I knew Alice would ask why I’d called our friend ‘Base’ when she’d never heard it used before. Deep down I wanted to tell her. Just me thinking about it had rekindled our dwindling sex life. Would it be a step too far though?

I finished the conversation and sat back down to my food.

“So Joe’s coming over tomorrow night then?” asked Alice .

“Yeah, he’s going to bring a load of booze if we do the food”. Alice paused for a minute, “Why did you call him ‘Base’? I’ve heard you guys use nicknames before, but that’s a new one.” I wasn’t sure what to say. It was something so trivial, but I knew she’d be turned on by it.

“It’s just a silly old name his friends in York called him. Nothing to it.” She could see my smirk as I thought of that night he showed us, how funny but shocking it was. “Oh go on, tell me. I’ll make it worth your while…” She looked at me with blatant blow job eyes!

“If you start making it worth my while now, I’ll tell you while you’re busy”, I responded cheekily.

She got up from her chair, approached, and made me turn my chair away from the table. Alice always knew how to set the scene! She turned off the light, put the lamp on and left the music on in the background. She knelt down in front of my chair, pulled me forward and pulled my shorts and boxers down.

“I love your fat cock” She muffled as she put it deep inside her mouth. She was bobbing up and down for a few minutes and then asked again “come on, tell me about the nickname”.

I was composing myself and I started. “Joe…ahh…is called Base…mmmm….because he can…there, right there…he can…mmmm…ohhh…he can drop his cock to the base of a pint glass” I splurted out quickly. “He showed us”, her sucking was getting faster as she looked up at me.

“What? Seriously?” Alice asked breathlessly.

She continued sucking. “Yes, it’s huge, massive, longer and thicker than mine when it’s flaccid…ohhh…uhh…uhh…uhh…shit…uhh” I shot thick stream after thick stream of cum down her throat as she gagged, swallowing as much as possible while looking up at me with a surprised “Shit, that’s a load” look on her face. She quickly drank some water, got up and looked at me again.

“To the base of a pint glass? That’s mad. That’s huge. He must be like eleven inches erect?” she looked so excited.

“I know, and it’s really thick”, I said as I pulled my shorts up.

We made love for ages after that. I went down on Alice skilfully to show my appreciation. I licked every inch of her bald pussy, darting my tongue in and out at every opportunity. I was playing with her. Building her up with light darting tongue action, before pressing the base of my tongue against her just before she was ready to cum. I did this over and over until eventually she could take no more. She pressed my face against her mound, forced my tongue in as I rubbed her throbbing clit gently, quickly with my moist finger. We fell asleep knowing full well that Joe would humiliate me the next evening with his manhood. He would definitely be up for it. Alice is gorgeous, dirty and in need of some serious satisfaction.

Saturday Evening…

It was a great night so far. The booze was flowing, Alice and I cooked a lovely meal, while constantly touching each other seductively, and Joe was in a great mood. He was charming, funny and most of all, kept talking about his conquests while travelling, which was killing Alice as she now knew what was hiding beneath his tight jeans. To be fair, you could see what was trying to hide. Alice couldn’t take her eyes away from his crotch, and she kept rubbing mine under the table.

By around midnight we were all reminiscing about old times and giggling in front of the fire. We have a lovely, cosy Edwardian home with a huge fireplace in a relatively small lounge. Alice was flirting with the both of us and we were both playing along, clearly spotting that she loved the attention. When we finished our latest bottle of red, Joe and I decided on a beer and Alice went into the kitchen to pour the drinks.

“She’s amazing you know. I mean, if you don’t mind me saying. You’re really lucky mate. I mean…I wouldn’t marry someone like her; she’s too nice for me. But you mate; you’re great for her…” There was a silence; he seemed embarrassed like he’d offended me.

“I know what you mean Joe. You’ve always had a way with the words! She’s great, beautiful. I love her so much, but, well, the rot sets in on everyone. We’ve actually been great for the last month, but for a year before that, things were very dull. Never enough to change anything dramaticly though. Certainly some issues that needed facing up to”. We were quiet again until Alice came in with a tray. It was then I knew the night would be fabulous.

On Alice ’s tray was a bottle of opened Champagne with one full flute, two pints of beer and one empty pint glass. I looked straight into her eyes but her gaze was fixed firmly on Joe as she passed him his drink. She announced “Right, it’s time for a party trick! I’ll go first.”

Joe was smiling at me as if to say “Is she a little drunk mate”, but we let her continue her centre of attention routine as it was so cute. She then shocked the two of us.

“Right, I reckon I can get the whole of the base of this pint glass in my mouth.” She held it up to the dimmed light and pretended to inspect its size.

Joe laughed and egged her on, “Go on then Alice , but what’s your forfeit if you can’t wrap your mouth around the base of the pint glass?”

Alice thought for a moment, and then came out with it. “Okay, if I can’t fit the base in my mouth, then my lovely husband has to get a big erection and I have to get my mouth to the base of his cock!” Wow, she was really going straight in for the kill. To be honest, I was worried she’d scare Joe off.

“Sounds good to me Alice. I’d like to see that.” Joe said while laughing. “And if you can’t do either, it will be funny seeing your husband, my old football loving, ball waxing (this was just a one off the lads never let me forget), and lightweight mate trying to get a stiffy in front of me. No chance!”

Alice licked her lips. Knelt down on the floor in front of us, very suggestively, and started to try and put the pint glass in her mouth. She struggled for what seemed like ages. She just couldn’t get it into her tiny mouth. They both looked at me, as if I needed encouragement; I undid my jeans, took them off and walked over to where Alice was kneeling. In the eye line of Joe, and the fire blazing in the background, Alice released my thick, seven inch cock from my boxers. She licked her lips again and wrapped her mouth around my manhood. Rather than go straight to the base, which I know she’s capable of, she took her time, working each inch into her mouth. She reached behind herself to the tray, picked up the Champagne flute while keeping my cock in her mouth, around four inches in, at gagging point. Joe looked stunned, I could see his jeans rising a little at the crotch. I thought “Fuck it, he’s never around much anyway, this will be a laugh and we won’t see him again for ten years”.

As I was looking at him looking at us, I felt a tingling sensation, Alice pulled away and said “Your cock is too fat, it needs lubrication for me to complete my forfeit.”

She poured the flute of Champagne over my cock; it dripped on to my balls and the rug beneath. Then, quick as a flash, she pushed her face and mouth over my cock so that her nose was touching the base of my stomach. She held it there clearly gagging on my cock. After what felt like forever, she pulled away with a mass of saliva dripping from her open mouth and my drenched cock. God that felt good.

“Your turn hubby. What’s your party trick?” I wasn’t sure what to do. I hadn’t thought the game would continue. Although, it does add to the excitement. I said my trick was being able to undo a bra in under a second with one hand. I’d learnt how to do this as an eager teenager and was confident I could do it again no problem.

Alice jumped to her feet. “Brilliant party trick. How can we test it?” We both looked at her as if she were stupid.

“Ah, I see. So I have to reveal myself for my husband to avoid a forfeit. Even though my forfeit suited him just fine!” She was giggling and smiling at me.

“Hold on” Joe said loudly. “What’s his forfeit?” Alice looked down at the floor for a second.

“I know. His forfeit is that if he can’t undo my bra in quick time with one hand, he has to undo your jeans Joe, with one hand.” This really was a forfeit. Undoing his jeans with one hand would mean touching his enormous erect cock. I was up for this evening getting dirty, but not so that I could touch my friend’s cock. I was doing this so that he could shove it into my wife’s pussy. That’s what I wanted.

“Deal!” Alice said excitedly.

Alice stood up in front of us and began peeling off her tightly fitted black t-shirt. It pulled at her pert breasts as she lifted it over her head. She revealed to both of us a glimpse of the thong I’d bought her in London and also a toned, tanned flat stomach. Joe was almost bursting through his jeans.

I stood up behind Alice and as quick as I could, released the clasp of her beautiful bra which was straining at the sides from her full breasts. The bra undid, the straps dangled. She shook the top of her body purposely and they fell from her arms. As the bra crept from her breasts and to the floor, she revealed her beautiful tight tits. Her nipples were erect and growing from the freedom they felt as the bra dropped. Her breasts were tighter with the cold breeze from the open lounge door, her nipples taught.

She giggled and said “Lucky boys! You don’t have to feel uncomfortable touching each other anymore!”

We stared at her breasts. She sat down and poured herself another flute of Champagne , “Your turn Joe, it’s your turn for a party trick”, she said looking dirtily over her flute.

Joe stood up, looked at the tray and picked up the pint glass. “I know what you want to see Alice . Why they call me Base. The thing is, I’m not flaccid. Your amazing tits, deep throating, erm…I couldn’t control him. I can do a trick, I can hold the pint glass up, you know, like when you dangle a towel off your erection as a kid. But there’s no way I can get rid of this hard-on. It’s throbbing like mad.”

Joe started to undo his jeans and gently let them drop to the floor. As Alice watched them drop, she didn’t see Joe putting his erection up under his baggy t-shirt, trapped by his boxer’s waistband. He then asked us both to look away. We looked at each other.

“Derrda!” As we looked back, I spat out a glug of beer. Alice stared as if she was looking at a winning lottery ticket. Joe had the pint glass hanging off the end of the biggest erect cock I have ever seen. No porn film had ever had a manhood like this. I’ve heard people call cocks twelve inches long when they’re blatantly not. Just another porn film ploy. This was different. It was fat, nearly filling the pint glass in circumference. It was so long, the pint glass was dangling off the end like a coffee mug would off mine. It was perfect, no blemishes, thick and throbbing. Alice was in shock, and then she smiled and said,

“Joe, you haven’t dropped that beautiful cock to the base, therefore you have failed.” She smiled again. “Joe, we didn’t decide on a forfeit, what’s your forfeit?”

I butted in. “Joe’s forfeit should be a good one. I’ve got an idea. Joe’s forfeit should be to kiss your bald, wet pussy!” They both looked shocked, but I figured, this man is making me look small in front of my wife. There’s no way he’ll be better than me at going down on her. I make her cum every time.

As I was thinking about it, Alice was already taking her jeans off to reveal her amazing round, tight arse in her sexy thong. She lay down on the rug and began begging, “Joe, your forfeit, come on, you’ve got to lick me. My husband told you to. Come on, do it. Get me ready for that huge cock.”

He looked at me for acceptance, I nodded. I moved to the top of her body and told her to close her eyes. I gently kissed her neck and face. Brushing the sides of her breasts softly, she let out a short moan. Joe moved around her, pushed the sofa back and knelt down naked, in front of her opening legs. As he pulled her thong off, I pulled my boxers down and all three of us were naked. Alice sounded like I was already kissing her clit, but it was about to be another man. I started kissing her again, licking her breasts gently and forcing my tongue into her mouth as she began groaning. Within half a minute of kissing her, she was already groaning as if she was getting ready to cum. I couldn’t believe how turned on she was. I was kissing her and she was breathing heavily into my mouth, her tongue dormant because of the desperation in her breathing. I looked down towards her open legs for the first time since Joe put his head between them. He was licking and fingering her so fast and skilfully. He leaned up to catch his breath and I saw it again. His long, thick semi-hard cock stroking against the rug every time he moved. It was so big it didn’t point forward when nearing erection. It just hung, heavy, moist and ready to pummel my wife’s tight wet pussy.

Joe carried on for another two minutes, thrusting three fingers into my wife’s bald pussy while licking her throbbing clit. She was panting, screaming, “Ooooh, Joe. Jesus Christ…Fucking hell…Keep going there.”

She started to squeal and pant at the same time. I squeezed her nipples as I could see her cumming. I was kneeling over her. My pre-cum dripping from my swelling cock, when she let out an almighty roar, “Uhhhhoohh…God…I’m cumming…I’m cumming…Huuuuhhyeeaahh. Uhh…Uhh”.

She just collapsed her legs; put her head to the side. We went quiet with shock as much as anything else. Joe kneeled up, his cock now fully erect and looking like a bat rather than a cock.

She looked at me and said, “I’ve never cum like that before…I want more”.

I felt jealous for a second, but then realised she was darting her tongue against my balls. Muffled by my huge, cum filled balls, she asked for Joe to fuck her until he came.

“Fuck me so hard with that cock Joe. We’ll never do this again, make it amazing. Fuck me so hard and fast. I want you to cum on me. Don’t cum in me. I want to see how much cum I can make you produce.” She started sucking my cock and I closed my eyes while groping her breasts.

After around a minute, I was concentrating on not shooting my load into my wife’s mouth there and then, she started to gag, choke and slightly bite my cock. It was as if she was choking, but only a few inches of my cock had managed to get into her mouth.

I opened my eyes to see her struggling and writhing. She was on her back looking sideways at me, kneeling over her and pushing my cock inside her mouth. She was really struggling, before I realised why. I looked down at where Joe was. He was gently forcing his cock into Alice’s tight, wet hole. He was grimacing and she was struggling. It was huge. Pulling her legs and pussy apart. Forcing her to push her buttocks off the floor. She looked like she was going to cry, her eyes were watering. He carried on gently until he was almost all inside her. He looked at me, I looked at Alice . My cock lay in her mouth and she was doing nothing to it, as if frozen. I nodded at him and he started thrusting in and out of her. He was pushing in slowly and pulling out fast. Then pushing in fast and pulling out slowly. Her cries were so loud. She was screaming onto my cock which still lay still in her mouth, oozing pre-cum onto her tongue. She started sucking it again while panting and screaming. I nearly lost my erection at the thought she may be in too much pain, but actually, she wasn’t. She was savouring it. Squeezing in every last part of him. She pushed my cock to the back of her throat then spat it out.

She looked up at me, head rocking and said, “ Oh God…I want you to fuck my mouth…Just keep filling it so I’m being filled in both holes. I’m going to cum so soon. I mean really cum.”

She was out of breath and whining every time he pumped into her again. “Can you both cum soon? Can you both cum on me soon? Please cum on me. I want to see your…” I shoved my cock back in her mouth and began gently fucking her face, my big balls banging against her chin, my cock toucing her tonsils. Rolling in and out of her throat, I looked at Joe.

“Joe, she’s nearly there. She wants us to cum on her at the same time. Are you ready?” Joe looked up, sweat falling from his head. I didn’t realise, this had been going on for over twenty minutes and Alice had sounded like she was having an orgasm the whole time.

Joe replied quietly, but with very heavy breathing, “God yes, I want to come all over her body. I’m so close” He shouted the last part. He shouted it again, “I’m so close”. With that I felt a twitch in my balls. It felt bigger than usual. I knew I was going to cum so much. A part of me hoped I could at least produce more than him. He’d beaten me on everything and practically paralysed my wife with her orgasm.

Alice began screaming and biting on my cock again as she heard Joe shout. She was writhing, screaming, convulsing and then panting quietly as wave after wave of her orgasm hit her. She tried to continue sucking me deep into her throat.

Joe pulled out with his enormous cock in his hand. He started moving both his hands up and down his shaft emphasising just how big it was. Alice lifted her head so her body was arched forward. She grabbed his cock and began wanking him off. He screeched as she pulled on his huge cock with her small hands. Then it happened. As he arched his back backwards, she responded by lifting further up so she had most of her back off the ground. His cock spewed a huge wad of cum onto her pussy and the rug, and then an even bigger load left his throbbing head and jetted onto her chest almost covering her whole left breast. The shock in her face as she stared at his enormous cock was priceless. Another load, even faster and bigger poured and jetted onto her neck. His final load was ridiculous. It was whiter than white, thick and fast. She pushed her face towards his cock thinking he must have finished. She was surprised by his load so far, but nothing could have prepared her for the shock she then received.

The final load spewed onto her face, poured down her forehead over her closed eyes and into her gaping mouth as she opened it with a squeal because of the sheer volume of cum. She let go of his cock and held her dripping hands out while laughing as the cum spilled down her body. I was in shock, she was in shock. I don’t even think Joe had ever seen himself pour so much cum over a woman’s body and face, especially not his friend’s wife!

After a short moment, I went to get up and grab a towel. Alice turned to me, “Where do you think you’re going? I want your cum too” she gargled through Joe’s thick juice.

I replied hesitantly, “Are you sure? It’s just you’re covered already.” She smiled and pushed some of his cum from her face so that she could smile directly at me.

“No one has filled my arse yet. No one has cum on my cute arse.”

I spun her over on to all fours. Cum dripped on to the already sweaty Champagne and cum drenched rug. I started pounded her loose pussy when she told me to put it in her arse, “Put that cock in my arse. I want you to pull out and cum on my arse like they do in those films you love”.

I pounded away and she was screaming with a mixture of pain and joy. I wanted to cum soon as my balls were full and desperate to unload on her. I closed my eyes for a minute and concentrated. Then, the screams stopped and became muffled. I looked up and witnessed what nearly sent me over the edge there and then. Joe was ramming his huge cock to the back of Alice ’s throat. It was only half in and bending in the middle when it was clear she was choking. He carried on and I watched as I kept pumping her arsehole listening intently to the gagging noise and my wife pleading for cum with a full mouth.

Joe let out a roar. He pulled his cock out of her mouth with what sounded like an airtight suction 'pop'. Alice breathed loudly and as if she hadn’t taken a breath for days. Again, Joe spewed his cum over her. This time, as his cock was so big and he didn’t pull far back enough, three jets of thick white cum poured over her shoulder and down her back.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled out and let out an almighty groan, throwing both thighs forcefully into Alice’s legs and bum. She jolted forward and I pumped stream after stream of cum all over her back. It kept going as she looked back at me surprised by my load. I pushed on my pelvis and forced from my cock at least ten streams of cum. It felt like I was pissing all over her. As I looked up again, she was looking back with a face and hair full of cum. She was laughing and I noticed Joe had my cum pouring down his stomach. I laughed out loud; Joe and Alice couldn’t contain themselves with laughter and shock mixed into one.

I sat back, “Jesus, you needed to empty that big sack of yours didn’t you hubby?”

Alice got up, dripping. “We’re going to have a quick shower upstairs Joe. You can use the downstairs one at the back of the kitchen. There are plenty of towels. Shall we all have cheese and biscuits after?”