Chapter 4: Johan fucks me while my husband watches and masturbates

My young Norwegian lover had just driven me to a series of gut wrenching orgasms as he sucked on my clitoris and fingered my wet and dilated pussy. While Johan was forcing the most powerful orgasms of my life upon me, my husband sat in the corner, quietly watching this gorgeous and very sexy young man pleasure his wife.

I lay there panting, my breasts still heaving up and down, my legs still splayed apart, my vagina still experiencing minor spasms in the post-orgasmic moments. I could feel a combination of Johan’s saliva and my internal lubrication seeping from my very open vagina and trickling down my crack, making a noticeable wet spot on the bed.

As I tried to recover my senses, I watched as Johan stood and removed his boxers.

He seemed to pose for a moment, smiling admiringly at my naked form. I loved the way he looked at me with such desire and lust. I took great pride in the fact that this handsome young man in his early twenties was so attracted to me, a forty two year old mother of two.

His huge hard cock stood rigidly in front of him. The combination of his large boner pointing straight to the ceiling, his rippled abdomen and muscular chest and arms gave him the appearance of a statue of a Greek god, chiseled from stone.

He looked directly between my thighs at my open vagina and his cock arched up. I loved the effect my naked boldness had upon my young lover. I made no attempt to close my legs or block his view. I wanted him to look at me with such admiration. His gaze aroused me.

"God, you are so gorgeous," I said in complete sincerity. "Oscar, I think I'm falling in love with this young man. If he follows me home, can I keep him?" I continued, only partially in jest.

He started to climb between my legs and I realized that he was positioning himself to enter me unprotected. Since Oscar had a vasectomy, I was not on the pill.

“Johan, you need to put on a condom first."

He nodded as he looked around the hotel room. Johan spotted the box of prophylactics that Oscar had given him earlier on the dresser and went to retrieve them. As he turned away, I saw him from the back for the first time. His legs and ass were muscular and tight. I was equally impressed by his broad shoulders.

His large erection swayed proudly in front of him as he returned.

I hoped Oscar was handling this okay but truthfully, it did not really matter; I belonged to Johan for the next few hours. I knew at that moment, I could not refuse this temptation to let Johan fuck me no matter how I tried. I just had to experience that beautiful cock inside me.

Johan opened the box and fished one of the foils containing a condom out. He began struggling to open the packaging.

The tin foil wrapper was particularly challenging to open. He looked so adorable as he struggled to tear the foil wrapper. He finally took the edge between his teeth and ripped it open. 

I giggled. "You seem a bit desperate to get that open."

"Oh, I am. Nothing is going to stop me now!" he said with enthusiasm.

"I can see that," I said as I glanced at his erection. "No one is going to try to stop you, my young lover; especially me. You have no idea how much I want you inside of me right now."

I said last part as much for Oscar's benefit as Johan's. I wanted Oscar to understand I was a woman possessed right now.

I glanced over at Oscar, who sat there silently stroking himself through the material of his trousers. I thought, what a good boy! He had done exactly what I had instructed him to do.

I thought about asking him if he was okay, ask him how he was handling this situation. But I decided since I had no intention of stopping whether or not he was handling seeing me like this or not, it made little sense to ask if he was okay. I mean, what would I do if he said he was not handling this well? Tell him, 'Too bad, deal with it'? So I decided it was best not to ask.

But I did want him to get something out of my enjoyment himself.

 "Oscar, I would like you to remove your clothes and masturbate while you watch Johan fuck me. But I don't want you to cum until Johan makes me cum again. I want you to try to cum when I do. Judging from the size of his penis, I don't think I will last long. Will you do that for me?"

Oscar nodded sheepishly and answered, "Yes ma'am." 

My obedient husband stood and stripped naked. His penis stood about five inches long, firm and erect in front of him. He had a slight paunch and his penis was noticeably shorter and smaller than Johan's, but he still was a sexy sight. I liked knowing that he got so aroused watching Johan making me cum with his mouth and fingers.

I thought about saying to Oscar, 'If you liked watching me cum with Johan sucking my clitoris and fingering me, you're going to love what Johan is going to do next. You are going to love seeing this handsome Norwegian fuck your wife with that huge cock', but I decided not to tease him at this moment.

Oscar sat back in the chair and started gently stroking 'little Oscar'.

I returned my attention to my Nordic lover and his very large erection.

I watched as Johan removed the condom and placed it on the tip of his erect penis.

"Johan, would you allow me to place that on you? It would please me to 'dress' you and prepare you to fuck me," I asked.

Johan smiled, walked towards me, and handed the beige latex rubber to me. He stood patiently in front of me, waiting for me to prepare him properly.

I grabbed his shaft with my left hand. His cock was quite thick, nearly as thick as my wrist, and perhaps seven inches or more long. It felt quite heavy as I stroked the rigid shaft before I encased it in the latex sheath.

I stopped for a moment to study his huge erection. Johan's cock was a pinkish shade, but the large glans had a slight purple hue about it. It was a lighter shade of pink than Oscar's much smaller erection. The shaft also had several veins that could be seen bulging out prominently, giving it a dangerous, sinister appearance. The glans was slightly larger than the shaft, and the ridge was also quite distinct.

"Johan, you are going to need to go slow and be careful when you enter me. You are much bigger than Oscar. You could hurt a girl with this monster."

Johan nodded indicating he understood.

Before proceeding, I did something that I never do. On an impulse, without thinking about it, I kissed the large bulbous head of his cock. Glancing directly at my husband, I opened my mouth wide and placed the large head of Johan's cock in my mouth and sucked it gently, swirling my tongue around the glans. 

The moan that escaped Johan made me very glad I did place him in my mouth. His penis arched up and I could feel the large head actually swell larger as I sucked.

I detected a slight, almost imperceptible taste of a trace amount of seminal fluid that seeped from the tiny slit at the opening of his glans. This was the very first time I had tasted semen in my life! I did not find the taste to be offensive in any way.

Because I had to open my mouth so wide to accept the large head of his erection, my jaw began to ache. I only had him in my mouth for fifteen or twenty seconds, but I knew Oscar would never forget seeing me suck on my very first penis. 

I had never done that for Oscar; not once. His little penis had never been inside my mouth. I am still not sure why I did this for Johan while Oscar watched. Oscar's expression was that of shock. I guess that's why I did it: to shock my husband.

I also wanted to remind my husband that Johan now owned a part of me the Oscar could not have. Johan had made me cum with his tongue. I was merely repaying the favor. 

Looking back, I realize that I was also sending a message to Oscar that I was a changed woman. At my husband's urging I had allowed a man to become intimate with me, and I enjoyed it immensely. In just a moment, I was going to let this same man fuck me. The price Oscar was likely to pay for that was I might decide to sample other pleasures with or without my husband's permission.

I cannot properly explain this, but I enjoyed knowing that Oscar would always know that the first penis to be inside my mouth belonged to this young lover from Norway, not Oscar. 

I removed Johan's slippery glans from my mouth, gave it one last quick kiss and then placed the beige latex ring on the head, covering the slit of his urethra. Holding the shaft steady with my left hand, I slowly and carefully unrolled the latex sheath over the length of his erect penis with my right hand, leaving the tin reservoir vacant at the tip.

I liked the fact that his cock was big enough to demand both of my hands to handle it.

The beige latex sheath masked the thick ridge of its head and the thick veins running up and down the shaft somewhat, making his cock look slightly safer and less intimidating.

Ribbed ridges that ran circumferentially around his girth were barely visible. However, I reached up and felt the shaft and could feel the distinct ridges from the prophylactic around its girth. I assumed that they were to provide additional friction and stimulation to my vagina. I would soon learn that I certainly did not need any additional friction or stimulation.
 
I guided him to the bed and had him lie on his back. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and his erection. I pointed the head of his magnificent cock at the opening of my newly shaven vagina as I positioned myself over it. I rubbed his head back and forth at my opening for several seconds.

When I rubbed the thick head across my swollen clit, I could not keep from moaning as a shiver ran through me. I was so aroused!

He arched his hips upward instinctively, trying to hurry me along. I pulled back away, leaving him humping at the air, teasing him, temporarily withholding the prize he coveted: my vagina.

“Patience, my good man. Patience,” I teased. "Let me drive at first."

And again holding the head of his erection at my opening momentarily, I slowly lowered myself down on him, putting an inch or two inside me. “Oh god, you feel so big and thick. I don't know if you will fit inside me.”

I raised myself up, pulling him nearly out of me, and then lowered myself down again, a bit further this time, taking more of him inside me. I could feel myself being stretched open, almost pried open. It was slightly uncomfortable to be stretched this much, but it also felt good to have the helmet of his large cock inside the opening of my vagina.

I knew I needed to go slowly. I adjusted my position and raised up, and slowly lowed myself down a bit more, taking a couple of inches inside me.

I repeated the motion, With each slow downward thrust, I struggled to accommodate a bit more of his significant girth as I slowly worked him deeper and deeper inside me.

I had taken three to four inches inside me when Johan arched his hips and tried to push a little deeper. Suddenly, there was a pain inside me. 
 
“Oh shit! Stop!” I yelped out as I panted for a moment. "Johan, you are much bigger than my husband. You need to go slow and allow me to adjust to you."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know you didn't. It's okay. But let me drive until I get full open and relaxed, okay?"

The pain subsided after a moment. I raised up and lowered myself cautiously again, very slowly.

He was so very hard. I now had most of his penis inside me. I looked down between my thighs to see that I had another one and a half to two inches or so to accommodate.

In this position, after allowing him to penetrate me with the first five inches or so, the head of his cock was rubbing the front inside wall of my vaginal wall, stimulating my G-spot. He was sufficiently large to cause me to have to work slowly to open up enough to fully accommodate him without encountering the sudden shock of pain as I had moments ago.

It took me several more cycles of raising up and slowly lowering myself down before he had wedged himself completely inside me. I felt very full; stretched in fact.

I looked over at Oscar and saw him stroking his penis. "Baby, he is a very big man," I said, stating the obvious. "Your wife's little pussy is very, very full right now. He's stretching it out for you, baby. I might not be able to even feel you now," I teased.

Johan laughed and added, "Don't worry Oscar, these things stretch, but they go right back to where they were in a few days. I won't do any lasting harm. I promise."

Then pointing to my navel, I said, "Baby, it feels like the head of his dick is way here, inside my stomach."

I was actually surprised that my vagina could accommodate such a large erection, but all of Johan's manhood was now buried deep in of me.
 
Once I had all seven inches of Johan fully inside me, I leaned backward to place even more pressure on my front wall. This pressure on my G-spot was very intense and pleasurable.

I knew I could climax fairly quickly in this position as I slowly began to rock back and forth on Johan’s rigid tool, grinding the head against my G-spot.

I experimented with various movements. Initially, I moved up and down, raising myself nearly off the massive cock inside me, and then plunging down on it, driving the large head deep inside my womb. I loved the feeling of it plunging in and out of me, but that movement was fairly intense and exhausting.

As our pace quickened, Johan pulled me forward and held me tight. He began thrusting up inside me to drive himself deeper inside my pussy with each stroke, banging hard against my cervix. I began moaning through my panting breaths.

As my excitement began to build, I discovered that I could actually keep Johan’s boner inside me and slide myself back and forth, grinding the head into the front of my womb as he pounded in and out of me, pressing the large plum shaped head into the front wall of my vagina.

I felt a powerful climax starting to build in my core. If Johan could hold out a few minutes longer, I was going to cum all over him.

“Oh, Johan, you are going to get me there. I am getting so close. Oh god, you are so deep inside me. God you feel good. You make me feel so very good,” I hissed.

I leaned further forward and began kissing my lover, sucking his tongue into my mouth, moaning loudly into his mouth as my hips began bucking wildly. I was rapidly approaching that magic line that would trigger the first of a series of waves crashing though my core.

Johan then pushed me back into a seated position.

In this position, our bodies were perpendicular to each other. His erection was pressed firmly into the front wall of my uterus, stimulating my G-spot.

That was all it took to trigger my orgasm.

“Oh God, Johan, I am cumming. You are making me cum so hard.”

Johan continued to thrust his hips up, banging into me with all his might as I started my second series of orgasmic waves. I was in ecstasy. I felt like a bronco rider, straddling my lover as he bucked his hips against me, driving me into the air slightly with each thrust.
 
Then without warning, Johan flipped me over on my back without disengaging from me. It was an impressive move that would have made any Olympic wrestler or gymnast proud. Without ever disengaging from my open vagina, Johan was on top of me. In this position, he was punishing my pussy with deep, violent thrusts as I continued to cum. He was literally slapping himself balls deep into me with each brutal thrust.

We were well past the point of gentle love making; we were fucking like wild animals.

I was crying out in incoherent moans and grunts. It was as though I was speaking in tongues. The sounds emanating from my core were incomprehensible.
 
I knew he was preparing to erupt as well. I was being fucked violently and powerfully. Johan was driving my ass into the mattress, and my head into the head board with each punishing stroke. I had to reach up behind me with both arms to brace myself against the head board to keep from banging my head with each powerful thrust.

I was yelling loud screams of pleasure as each time he pounded into me. It sent an orgasmic wave crashing through my core. I was not sure I could take any more; I feared I might pass out. I wrapped my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass, wanting to accept him as deep as I could.

Johan’s entire body then became rigid with a final deep thrust, and I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside my womb. His hands were on my hips, holding me in place to accept his ejaculating penis as it pumped its seed. I knew the condom was catching the semen; nonetheless, I enjoyed the fact he was cumming inside me.

He collapsed into a heaving pile of sweat and emotion on top of me. My legs around him held him in place, not wanting to allow him to escape from my very dilated pussy too quickly. I caressed his head as he lay panting on top of me. We were both completely satisfied, sated beyond belief.

I could feel the perspiration from my arm pits and several beads of sweat between my breasts.

“Johan, that was wonderful. Thank you so much.”

With his cock still inside me, he looked deep into my eyes. “Irene, you're the sexiest woman I have ever known." Looking over his shoulder at Oscar, Johan said, "You are a very lucky man. This is a beautiful woman. Thank you for sharing her with me."

I could see that Oscar had ejaculated all over his belly, although I was not sure precisely when he came.

Still coupled together with Johan, I squeezed his erect penis with my vagina. I felt it pulse and thicken in response, so I did it again. I was hugging his cock with my pussy. I liked making it throb and pulse inside of me.

And we lay there coupled together for several minutes, trying to recover out senses and our breath. I did not want to disengage; I wanted to savor this moment as long as I could. I wanted to feel him inside me as we rested.

Unlike Oscar, who went soft almost immediately after climaxing, Johan remained rigidly hard as we lay together, cuddling and caressing each other in a post coital bliss.

After two or three minutes of lying motionless, Johan surprised me as he began to slowly resume moving in and out of me. He was moving slowly at first, but he was slowly increasing the pace.

“Johan, are you going to fuck me again?”

“I think so.”

"Oh my god, Oscar. He is going to wear out your wife's pussy!" I laughed out loud. There was so much to like about this young man.

He started pulling all the way out and slapping his cock suddenly back inside me. It felt great but having had two series of powerful orgasms already in the past hour, I knew I could not climax again so soon. Nonetheless, I used my heels in his ass to spur him on and he picked up tempo.

But the increased friction from the latex rubber began to make me sore as he pounded me again and again. Having just cum, Johan had even more stamina this go around.

After about five minutes, I said, “Johan, I am getting a little sore. Go ahead and cum if you can.”

That seemed to be all it took. Moments later his entire body grew rigid again and his erection was throbbing inside of me, pumping out whatever semen he had left in reserve.

Once he finished cumming, I decide it was time to de-couple. I did not want to take the chance that he would remain hard and try to fuck me a third time. My poor little pussy was not up for that!

Besides, I need to check on Oscar. My husband had seen a lot. I was wondering how he was handling all this.

I gently pushed him off of me and over on his side, onto his back. His large penis flopped against his stomach, making sloppy sounding exit as it left my sore and dilated pussy.

I leaned over and studied his cock. Johan grew a little softer, but largely, he remained fairly thick and large. The reservoir tip of the condom was fully charged with his semen. Streaks of white semen were smeared down the shaft under the latex as well. He had really released a large volume of sperm in that rubber, making it look a bit inflated. It looked like it might burst if we were not careful.
 
I took hold of his semi-flaccid cock and rolled the latex up until I could remove it. Without thinking, I placed my index finger inside the condom and retrieved a dollop of semen. I brought the strange elixir to below my nose and inhaled the wonderful aroma of his sperm. I found the scent, which was mixed with a slight smell of the latex, pleasant and exotic.

“You even smell good,” I explained. "I like your scent."

I held the condom up to show my husband and said, "Oscar, look at the volume of sperm he just pumped while inside me. This is more semen than you'll find on a submarine!" I quipped, but the seaman/semen pun seemed to be lost on both men.

I then went to the bathroom and disposed of the used condom and returned with a warm wash rag. I took the warm wash cloth and wiped the residual sperm from Johan's penis. Even flaccid his cock was impressive. It started to pulse back to life as I wiped it, so I stopped the warm moist massage. I did not need to get him started again. My red, swollen vagina could not handle another pounding tonight. I leaned over and gave the head of his cock a nice little kiss and said, "Thank you Johan. That was wonderful."

I then took the same wash rag, and without rinsing it out I walked over to my husband, who was still sitting in his chair and cleaned the mess of semen from Oscar's belly. I think both Oscar and Johan were aware of the fact that I was cleaning Oscar's belly with a cloth that had Johan's sperm on it, but no one said anything about this absurd fact.

We got dressed, said our goodbyes. Johan thanked us again.

"I am here until Wednesday. I would love to see you two again if I could," Johan offered.

"Let me see how quickly my vagina recovers. I am pretty sore right now. You wore me out pretty well tonight," I responded without committing one way or another.

Johan was still naked when he walked us to the door of his room. I kissed him deeply as a final good bye and gave his cock a final squeeze before departing for the lobby of the hotel to hail a taxi.

I held Oscar's hand in the taxi on the drive across town to our home. My vagina was throbbing. 

After ten minutes of silence, I leaned over and whispered in my husband's ear, "Are you okay?" 

"I think so. I enjoyed seeing you do that, but I also felt a bit sick while he was fucking you so hard. I was surprised that I got a little jealous. I was also jealous when I saw you take his cock in your mouth. You know, you've never had my cock in your mouth?"

I nodded and said, "I know. I got caught up in the wickedness and excitement of the moment. I wasn't thinking about what I was doing. I just did what felt right. I'm sorry."

"Did you like it? Sucking on his cock?"

"Oscar, I wasn't sucking on his cock. I took his head in my mouth for just a second to excite him, to please him. I wanted him to want to fuck me while you watched. I thought that's what you wanted me to do, to fuck him while you watched." There was a slight irritation in my tone that surprised even me.

"It was. I'm just a little overwhelmed by tonight. I know you did this for me. Thank you," Oscar replied, almost apologetically.

Oscar sat silently for several moments and we held hands. Then he broke the silence, "Do you want to try to see Johan again before he returns to Norway?"

"I don't know. Perhaps. Let me think about it." I wanted to assess Oscar's state of mind further before committing to another session with my young Norwegian friend.

I snuggled up next to my husband in the back seat of the taxi.

After a long period of silence, I said, "Oscar, you know I love you. If you wanted me to never do something like that again, I would honor your wishes. But I enjoyed tonight, a lot. I enjoyed it more than I expected that I would. Johan made me feel things I have never felt before. I'd like to do that again if you were agreeable. But I don't want to lose you, or destroy our marriage. You are too important to me for that."

I was deeply conflicted right now. I did love my husband. And I wanted to protect my marriage. But Johan had touched something inside of me that changed me profoundly. I wanted to be touched like that again, and again, again.

And although I just told Oscar that I would stop if he wanted me to, I was not certain that was true. I was not certain I could stop. The temptation to experience those feelings and excitement again might just be too great.

We arrived home after midnight. I was tired and sore. I wanted to get some sleep. It had been an eventful night and I was worn out. Johan had a very large penis, much larger than Oscar's five inch erection. Encased in the latex prophylactic I required him to wear, he had fucked my pussy raw.

Lying in bed, Oscar began to move into a position that indicated that he wanted to enter me. After all, he watched me fuck another man tonight, but he had not had the opportunity to fuck his own wife yet.

I stopped him. "Oscar, I'm too sore down there. Maybe tomorrow."

He looked hurt and crest fallen. I understood how hurt he must be at my rejection.

After a moment of silence, I reached over and began stroking his penis. "How did you feel watching Johan fuck me?" Oscar's cock throbbed as I spoke those words.

"Excited, aroused, nervous, and a little jealous," Oscar replied. "How did you feel doing that while I watched?"

"Oh baby, I got so aroused. His cock was so big and thick. I wasn't sure I could take it. But I knew you wanted me to let him fuck me, so I was determined to do it, for you. I also felt so naughty and bad."

Oscar's cock thickened when I spoke of big and thick Johan's erection was. So I continued to describe the evening as I stroked my husband's erection. "Oscar, I had no idea his cock was so big when we went up to his room. Did you see how hard and rigid he got?"

Oscar just nodded and started rocking his hips in time to my slow strokes of his now erect penis.

"When I first saw that big hard cock standing there, standing straight up in front of his tight ripped stomach, I got a little scared. He was so much bigger than you are. He looked like those actors in the porn videos you make me watch occasionally. I thought that huge cock might hurt me. I mean, I was thinking to myself, 'Where is that huge dick going to go? I'm too tiny to take that big cock inside me.' And he did hurt me with it when he tried to plunge into me too fast."

Oscar's movements were becoming more pronounced, indicating that he was close to cumming. I knew I was going to be able to bring my husband off without having to fuck him. And if I am perfectly honest, although my pussy was quite raw and sore from the pounding Johan gave it earlier, that was not the real reason I did not want to let Oscar fuck me tonight. After all, Oscar's five inch erection was not going to stretch me or hurt me.

After having that large Norwegian cock pound my pussy to orgasm, the thought of having Oscar climb on top of me and ejaculate his load inside me just wasn't that appealing. I would rather jack him off by hand while verbally reliving my torrid evening with my young, strikingly handsome Nordic lover.

"Oh baby, and he did fill me up. I felt like the head of his dick was all the way up into my stomach he was in me so deep. I was amazed that I was able to take him all the way inside me. But, Oscar, when I started to climax, I felt my entire vagina open up to take all of him."

Oscar was really starting to hump against my fist now.

"Did you see how once I started to climax on his dick, he flipped me over on my back and started just pounding my sore little pussy?"

I was pumping Oscar's five inch erection furiously now.

"Oh baby, he was pounding into me, slapping his balls against my up turned ass. I could feel his large ball sack slapping up against my bottom with each punishing stroke."

I paused for a second, and then continued, "As I was cumming, and he was pulling out and thrusting back into me, literally punishing my sore little pussy, I thought, 'My god, what if his condom breaks and he pumps my fertile womb full of his sperm? What if tomorrow I have his baby growing inside me?' That's what I was thinking when Johan stiffened and came, baby, deep inside of me. I was hoping the condom didn't break."

And with those last comments Oscar let out a loud grunt and groan. His legs stiffened and a large string of his semen flew into the air before landing on his round belly. I continued to pump his cock as another string erupted, dribbling down the head of his penis and on to my fist.

Suddenly Oscar's cock became too sensitive and he grabbed my hand to pull it away. I stood up and went to the sink to wash the sperm off my hand. I returned with a warm, damp wash rag and cleaned Oscar up. This time the wash cloth was not coated with my lover's semen.

"Now be a good boy and go to sleep," I said, turning over on my side with my back to him.

I'm not sure why, but I felt slightly different towards Oscar now. For just a moment I thought how nice it would be to be snuggling with Johan in his room, and wake up with his large hard erection ready to punish my sore pussy some more.

Coming soon: Irene's story - Chapter 5 - I need to see Johan one last time