The thought of moving out of my hometown of Milwaukee to the much smaller city of Appleton, Wisconsin was not a happy one for me. As luck would have it though, I had just graduated with a degree in medical technology from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and the nearest location that had an opening in my chosen specialty was a large medical center in Appleton. That is about one hundred miles north of Milwaukee, so I would at least be able to visit my family pretty easily.
My name is Kevin, and I was twenty-two years old at the time of my move. I was able to find a reasonably-priced apartment near the medical center, and quickly made friends with a guy my age, named Jason. Although I have to admit that I am, by nature, awkward socially, Kevin and I hit it off from the first time we met in the laundry center in our building. He reminded me of some of the boys I knew in high school and college who are taller, more muscular, and surer of themselves than I am.
I’m five feet and ten inches tall and weigh one hundred and sixty pounds. I guessed that Jason is about six feet and one inch tall, weighed one hundred and ninety pounds, and he is definitely the dominant personality in our friendship. I always tried to be friends with the more-athletic boys in school and was often envious of their achievements in sports and their ability to get the girls.
I had very little success with the girls and was usually content to watch my friends’ sexual conquests. In my senior year, I double-dated with one friend, a captain on the football team, who always fucked his date in the back seat of my car, while the most I got was to watch them in the mirror. I was only able to kiss and rub my date’s tits while watching him fuck his date. His cock looked to be nine inches long and very thick, and I probably enjoyed looking at it more than I should have.
Jason is from the Appleton area, and had gone away to college in Michigan. He moved back for a new job with an insurance company at about the same time I moved in. He lived in an apartment because he wanted the freedom of not living at home. He knew the bar scene in Appleton, which is certainly nothing like Milwaukee, and it helped that he knows his way around. One night I was at a bar with him and his girlfriend, Jessica, and I saw the most amazing girl.
She is about five feet and five inches tall, and probably weighed around one hundred and fifteen pounds. She was fit looking, and what really attracted me are her huge tits, which I found out later are 36Ds. Her ass is also perfectly heart-shaped and protruding, without being too big. Her hair was shoulder-length and a beautiful light-brown with blonde highlights, and her eyes are jade green. She was really cute, and seemed to have an impish, fun-loving quality about her that reminded me a lot of the actress Emma Stone.
I elbowed Jason and said, “Damn, man, look at that hot little thing.”
He turned on his stool and stared at her for a moment before saying, “Whoa yeah, she is hotter than shit. And she looks very familiar to me. I think her name is Samantha, and she was one grade behind me in high school. I never met her in person, but I sure knew her reputation. When I was a senior and she was a junior, she was supposedly fucking anybody with a cock who didn’t mind getting seconds or thirds. Apparently, all it took was a little booze to get her to spread her legs. I would have tried to get some of that shit myself if I didn’t have a steady girlfriend at the time. I don’t know if she was technically a nympho or not, but something had to be going on with a girl who's that hungry for cocks and cum, assuming that the rumors were true.”
Jessica poked him with her elbow for saying those things about Samantha, and then he continued, “Look, Kevin, even if those rumors are true, that’s been over four years ago, and she might be a different person now. Don’t let anything I’ve said stop you from trying to meet her. Go on, man, you really seem to be attracted to her.”
I had always been very shy about meeting girls, but with Jason and Jessica’s encouragement I went over to meet her. The bar had a disc jockey playing music, and she was at a table with two other girls when I walked over to introduce myself and asked her to dance. I was mesmerized with her big, beautiful eyes, cute smile, and of course those big tits straining against her blouse. I was pleasantly surprised when she said yes.
We hit it off immediately, and danced to seven or eight songs, both fast and slow, without leaving the floor. I love the way she looked at me, and I had never known or dated a girl or who seemed that infatuated with me. I told her all about myself and my new job, and she liked the fact that I was new to the area. She let me know that she graduated from a local community college, was working as an administrative assistant in a small manufacturing company and sharing an apartment with her girlfriends.
Samantha is very outgoing and vivacious and didn’t seem to be at all slutty. She was only drinking soft drinks and other virgin drinks, and apparently didn’t need alcohol to be light-hearted and have a good time.
I asked her why she didn’t drink, and she replied, “I do drink sometimes. It’s just that I can get a little out of control if I drink too much.”
I had no way of knowing if she was alluding to the promiscuity that Jason brought up, and it didn’t really matter to me. We dated steadily after that first night, and I often had her over to my apartment after dining out or going to movies. Some people say that love at first sight is just a myth, but I knew that I was quickly falling in love with her. After two months, the most we had done sexually was to kiss, and I also got to fondle her clothed breasts a few times. I even admitted to her that I had very little experience with girls and had never fucked anyone. Things changed for the better for me one night when I had her over for dinner.
I served wine with our meal, and we each had three glasses. We were sitting on the couch afterwards making out, and when I started rubbing her breasts she began to breathe heavily and reached down to rub my crotch. I took that as my cue to go farther. I pulled her blouse up over her big breasts and began sucking her nipples and areolas. That was the farthest I had ever gone with a girl, and I loved the taste and smell of her tit flesh. She continued rubbing my crotch and I dropped my hand to her belly and started moving it down. That’s when she placed her other hand on mine and pushed it down between her legs, as she humped against my hand. I felt the dampness of her crotch as she unfastened my belt and pant’s button, before pushing down my zipper.
With my mouth on her breast, she leaned down and breathed heavily as she pushed her tongue into my ear and began to nibble and suck my ear lobe. She pulled my cock out of my underwear and began to stroke it, as I unfastened her jeans and pushed them down a little. I had never felt a girl’s pussy before and was almost out of control as I pushed my hand into her underwear and felt her wet and hairy labia, as the intoxicating aroma of her pussy permeated my senses.
She was still tonguing my ear when she whispered, “Oh fuck, Kevin, I’ve got to get a closer look at your cock.”
Samantha slid down the couch, so she could lean over to my cock, and I shifted my position, so I could lay in the other direction. I was anxious to see my first pussy and soon found myself facing her crotch, as her mouth engulfed my cock. I know that my cock is a decent-sized six inches long and of average thickness, but it's still small compared to some of my friends from high school. She didn’t seem to mind at all as she pulled back for a moment to push my pants and underwear down, and then resumed sucking my cock.
I had never even thought about sucking a girl’s pussy before, but I knew instinctively what to do as I saw and smelled her wet pussy only inches from my face. I pushed her jeans and underwear down and covered her labia with my mouth. She tasted so good, and I was soon tonguing and sucking her thick, hairy labia and swollen clit as we humped against one another’s faces. I couldn’t imagine anything better than sucking her pussy while she was sucking my cock and even my balls that way, and I knew that I was getting close to ejaculation.
It was then that she pulled off my cock and said, “Fuck me, Kevin. I’ve just got to feel your cock inside of me. I feel so special being your first fuck.”
She turned onto her back on the couch, as I turned around above her. Then she gripped my cock with one hand and moved the head up and down in her wet labia, as she gripped my ass with her other hand and pulled me inside of her. As my cock slid into her pussy, she moaned and wrapped her legs around my ass began humping against me. I looked down at her and the look on her face was pure bliss.
Then I saw another side of her and it was almost like she had lost control as she moaned saying, “That’s it, Kevin, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, baby. I haven’t had any cock in quite a while and I need it so much. I can hardly wait to feel cum inside of me again.”
I was surprised that she would mention her love of cock and cum to me, her new boyfriend, making it obvious that she had taken a lot of cocks before me. Rather than upset me though, it made me want her even more. She's clearly oversexed, and all it took to trigger her arousal were a few glasses of wine. I was so turned on after having my cock sucked and then having my first piece of pussy that I didn’t last very long. I didn’t know what it would be like when she had her orgasm but being as vocal as she was just from being fucked, I was sure that she had not had hers yet.
Just as my cock started spewing into her cunt I said, “Oh shit, I’m so sorry I can’t hold out any longer, Samantha. I’m cumming inside of you right now.”
She tightened her grip with her legs as held me in place as I had my best ejaculation ever. As my cock stopped pulsing and was softening, I started to apologize to her again. She cut me off and said, “That’s okay, Kevin, you can still help me have my orgasm. Get down there and suck it good for me baby. And after you get me cleaned up, suck my clit, and that will get me off fast.”
Samantha put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down between her legs. The aroma of her sweaty, just-fucked pussy that was oozing my own cum was so arousing to me. I didn’t hesitate to suck her cum-covered labia and pushed my tongue as deeply as I could inside of her. Then I focused on her clit, which is about the size of the top section of my thumb. Samantha closed her thighs tightly around my head to hold me in place as she had a huge and wet orgasm. I loved the feeling of being held between her thighs that way, captive to her lust, as her pussy convulsed and squirted even more juices into my mouth.
After she released my head, we cuddled, kissed and fondled one another on the couch. We talked intermittently, and she said, “I loved being your first fuck. What did you like most about it?”
I was brimming with emotion, and although I had not previously, verbally expressed such deep feelings to her, I blurted out, “Samantha, you're so beautiful and so much fun to be with, and I love you so much! I appreciate every second I’m with you, and tonight has been so very special to me. I love every inch of your body and could suck you all over. My first blowjob was unbelievable, but not as good as your steamy, wet pussy. Though, if I had to pick one thing that I liked most, it was sucking your pussy both before and after we fucked. I felt so close to you with my face pressed into your pussy and liked it even more when you held me tightly with your thighs as I sucked and swallowed our juices.”
She hugged me more tightly and kissed me deeply before I continued, “I have some questions for you too. They are very personal, and I don’t have any right to ask. You don’t have to answer unless you want to.”
Samantha’s eyes were red and full of tears as she replied, “Oh my goodness, Kevin, I had no idea that you had such strong feelings for me. No boys have ever felt that way about me, and in fact, I have always been treated rather badly by most of them. You have treated me like a lady since that first night we met, even though I was afraid that Jason might have told you some things about my past. So, I have had a hard time expressing my feelings to you. Now that you’ve broken the ice, I can tell you that I also love you, and I’ll answer your questions as best I can.”
I hugged her tightly and began, “Jason did tell me that he heard rumors about you being promiscuous in high school. I was so infatuated with you when we first met, that I didn’t want to believe him. I’m not so sure that I would care anyway. After dating you steadily for the past two months, without having sex, I was beginning to think that he was wrong. Then tonight, when you were in the throes of passion, you talked about not having any cock for a while and wanting to feel cum inside of you again. I’ll still love you either way, but I would like to know more about your past. Is Jason right about you?”
Samantha looked embarrassed, and I felt bad for putting her on the spot. At first, I didn’t think she was going to answer me, until she kissed me deeply again before saying, “Okay Kevin, here goes. I hope you still love me afterwards. At the time I turned sixteen, just two months before the beginning of my junior year, I started to notice that I was having strong sexual urges that were hard to control. I was masturbating several times a day and thinking about fucking boys I knew from school. I talked to my mother about it, as embarrassing as that was, and she took me to her gynecologist. She had been thinking of taking me to her anyway, to look into getting me some type of birth control.”
“The only abnormal issue identified from the initial doctor’s exam is that my clitoris is much larger than normal, and from my reaction when she touched me there, it was especially sensitive, in a very arousing way. She took a blood sample to do further tests and prescribed an oral contraceptive for birth control. We went back to the doctor a week later, and she had more information about my heightened sexual desires. My blood tests showed that I have an unusually high level of testosterone in my system, and that likely contributes to my increased libido. She explained that many women experience heightened sexual desires during their peak fertility periods, which normally occurs two days before and after ovulation. That cycle is controlled by testosterone levels.”
“She continued to explain that in rare cases, some women have higher testosterone levels in general, or at least greatly extended fertility periods with higher testosterone levels. She felt that the estrogen and progesterone in my birth control pills should help to offset those higher testosterone levels. She also said that there could be psychological issues that contribute to my strong desires to have casual sex with almost any boy, without having an emotional relationship with him.”
I was starting to get a little antsy listening to that technical, female stuff, and Samantha noticed it and said, “Pay attention, Kevin. You asked, so I’m going to tell you everything. After taking the pills for a month, I could tell that my sexual desires might have diminished a little, very little. I was also gaining a lot of weight on the pills, so we went back to the doctor. Mom and I convinced her to prescribe an intrauterine device for me to replace the pills, and she did so only with the agreement that I would see a psychiatrist about my apparent personality issues regarding my attitude toward having casual sex. This is where it gets more interesting.”
“After seven visits with the psychiatrist, and numerous tests, he concluded that I have an unrestricted sociosexual orientation. That means I might be more willing than others to have casual sex and be more comfortable engaging in sex without love, commitment or closeness. But that isn’t the worst part. He also found that my apparent hypersexuality could be a symptom of something called borderline personality disorder, which can cause people to be markedly impulsive, seductive, and extremely sexual. That’s a pretty fucked up diagnosis for a sixteen-year-old girl to get. I thought that the doctor was over-diagnosing me, because although I was definitely having strong sexual urges and masturbating every day, I still had not acted on my impulses with boys. That soon changed.”
“I was at a Halloween party with a boy I liked from my class, and some of the kids brought hard cider. I only had two small cups of the cider, and my arousal was surging. In the past I had only let the boy I was with kiss me, and he was very happy when I pulled him to some cushions in a concealed corner of the basement. My breasts were by then almost as large as they are now, and he loved it when I lifted my top and pulled his mouth to my nipple. As he sucked me, I rubbed his crotch, and felt his cock hardening. I just had to see and feel it bare. He continued sucking my breasts, which made my pussy tingle even more, as he helped me pull down his pants and underwear.”
At that point Samantha started to rub my hardening cock as she continued, “I just loved feeling my first cock, and it was thick and about seven inches long. He then focused on pulling down my pants and underwear, and the smell of my pussy was strong. He pushed me back onto the cushion and carefully pushed his hard cock into my pussy. I had previously busted my hymen by masturbating so much, so there was no restriction. That’s when I understood what the doctor was talking about.”
“I wanted his cock, not caring that much about him, who else was in the room, or what they would think of me. He kissed me while pumping me hard, and at just the right angle to stimulate my over-sized clitoris. I was soon having my first ever orgasm from being fucked, and I loved it. It a good thing we were kissing because I was almost screaming into his mouth as a massive orgasm flooded my young body. It was at that moment he ejaculated into me, and I loved the feeling of his cock throbbing and his cum spraying into my previously-virgin pussy.”
Samantha was then actively stroking my hardening cock, and she leaned down to suck the head into her mouth momentarily before saying, “That first fuck was wonderful, and my date rolled off me onto another cushion as I lay there with my legs widely spread, and his cum oozing from my pussy. One of his friends happened to step around the corner at that very moment, and he couldn’t believe what he saw in front of him. I was far from being satiated, and I learned just how easy it is to get cock from boys. I raised my arm to wave him towards me, and he immediately dropped his pants."
"His cock is probably eight inches long and uncircumcised, and he unceremoniously climbed between my legs like I was some whore and fucked me to another several orgasms. Following that it was a blur as four more boys fucked me there on that cushion, before the party was over and people were leaving. I just loved the idea of being flooded with their cum, and I scooped it out of my pussy with my fingers and swallowed it.”
I was breathing hard as Samantha finished telling me about the other four boys fucking her, and she leaned down and sucked my cock to a huge orgasm. She swallowed some of my cum and then moved up to kiss me, as we passed my fuck fluids back and forth in our mouths before swallowing them.
Then she snuggled me again as she continued, “As you might imagine, that night was the beginning of my reputation as the class slut. Some of the boys even called me Sammy the Sleeve, since I was little more than a fuck-sleeve and cum-dump for the boys. I loved being fucked and took every opportunity I could to be with one or more boys. I never told my mother that the doctor was right, and I couldn’t control my urges to fuck. All the boys had to do was provide a little alcohol, and that was the trigger I needed to spread my legs for them. I’m guessing that I fucked at least forty different boys in my class, and about a dozen of them regularly.”
It seemed like she was finished with her explanation for the moment, so I asked, “Well, how did you stop? You certainly didn’t seem that way when I met you, at least not until tonight.”
She started stroking my spent cock again and responded, “I kept fucking those boys all the way through to the end of my senior year. Then I started to regret becoming the class whore, and I stopped drinking alcohol of any kind. That’s when I decided to enroll in the community college and immerse myself in my studies. I had a few more group fucking experiences at parties, but nowhere near the way I was in high school. I've learned to live with my issues. Honestly though, I do miss all the fucking. Despite the diagnoses, I never considered myself to have an affliction. The fact is that I love to fuck, and really enjoyed all those different cocks. So, unless you dump me, I do have you to fuck now. Tell me honestly what you think of me now that you know about my past.”
I was surprised by my feelings about Samantha after hearing her story and was almost afraid to tell her the truth. She had been honest with me though, as far as I knew, and I wanted to be honest with her. So, I responded, “Please don’t think that I'm a pervert or that I don’t care about you, but that is the hottest thing I have ever heard. I can envision you now as this beautiful, uninhibited sexual creature who yields to her sexual urges. You satisfied your lust on your own terms and gave pleasure to dozens of boys along the way.”
“The vision in my mind of you fucking all of those boys is such a turn-on for me. I can almost see their hard, meaty cocks pushing into your sweet pussy, and the looks of joy on your face and theirs. It is even hotter thinking about you laying there after being fucked in the mouth and pussy by several boys, with their cum running out of your pussy and mouth. I can even imagine eating you out after you’ve been fucked by them, since tonight you gave me the experience of eating my own cum from you. I love you so much and the idea of you being satisfied that way makes me happy.”
Samantha hugged and kissed me deeply, and I could tell that she was very emotional after not only hearing that I accepted her for who she is, but also that her behavior was so arousing to me. I had to wonder if my acceptance of her had something to do with my own personality deficiency. I mentioned earlier that I always looked up to the boys who were bigger, stronger, and more self-assured than me, and I sometimes lived vicariously through them. I loved hearing her tell me in her own words, about those boys fucking her. I could almost see their cocks, most of which are bigger than mine. At times I imagined myself fucking her that way. At others I envied their big cocks and was turned on at the thought of them fucking her for me, to satisfy her in a way that I never could.
That first night having sex with Samantha was a huge breakthrough in our relationship. We were able to open up with one another about our true feelings. Jason was surprised that Samantha and I were so serious, given her background, and even more amazed when she shortly thereafter moved in with me. Our sex life was active and lustful, and we made it a habit to have wine with dinner every night. We always started with plenty of oral sex, after which we fucked until I unloaded into her pussy. The most arousing part came next.
I always liked to eat her out after we fucked, and as time passed, it got even kinkier. We liked for her to either sit on my face or hold me tightly captive between her thighs. I was slowly but surely taking a more-submissive role with her. As I was held between her thighs, sucking her sweet pussy and big clit, I encouraged her to tell me about the boys she fucked in high school. I wanted to hear all the details of where, who, and how many boys fucked her, and I especially wanted to hear about the boy’s cocks, balls, and cum loads. Sometimes I asked her to taunt me with the details of her favorite boys, and it became clear that she mostly liked fucking the boys with the biggest cocks.
She most often talked about Tommy, who has an uncircumcised, thick, ten-inch cock that she's able to take all the way to his huge balls. Then there was David, who has a nine-inch cock, which is even thicker than Tommy’s. At times she would even tease me about having a smaller cock, and how much better those larger cocks feel inside of her. Later she even began fanatsizing, telling me eat all the cum those boys pumped into her.
Samantha lived with me through the fall and winter of that first year, and in the spring, I proposed to her. By that time, we were amazingly close, and totally tuned in to one another’s sexual needs and fantasies. We were married that summer, and Jason was my best man. He still couldn’t understand how I could have fallen for such a slut (his words), but he was still very supportive of us, and cordial with Samantha. We went on a one-week honeymoon and stayed at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island, which is between the Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan. We had fun sightseeing and swimming on the island and other locations in the area but spent most of our time fucking in our room.
After the honeymoon, we were still living in my apartment, and saving for a down payment on a house. I had made some friends at work and got to know some of Samantha’s friends and work associates, but Jason was still my best friend in Appleton. The first weekend after we returned from our honeymoon, he invited us to dinner as a way of congratulating us on our marriage. He had broken up with his girlfriend, so it was just the three of us. The food was excellent, and we had wine and mixed drinks with dinner. It was very uncharacteristic of Samantha to drink outside the privacy of our apartment, but we were in a celebratory mood. I know that I had way too much to drink and was happy that Jason had offered to drive that night.
We got home at around 10:00 pm, and I invited Jason in to have a night-cap with us. I was so inebriated that I could barely make the drinks, and we sat down in our living room to talk. I took the first seat I came to, which was the chair across from the couch, and Samantha and Jason sat on opposite ends of the couch. Samantha was being her usual vivacious self, telling Jason all about our honeymoon, and was even chattier due to all that she had to drink. I felt myself fading away in the chair, and soon their voices were just a hum of background noise as I slowly passed out.
I don’t know how long I was out, but it seemed like maybe fifteen minutes. Then I heard voices again, only that time much softer, and I squinted my eyes open just a crack. The first thing I noticed was that both Samantha and Jason had moved closer together in the middle of the couch. They were leaning in and almost whispering, likely trying not to disturb me.
They were in the middle of a conversation, and Samantha had just put her hand on his arm to get his undivided attention as she asked, “So, Jason, if you really were aware of my reputation in high school, how come you never tried to get between my legs?”
He quietly chuckled and responded, “Believe me, Samantha, I wanted too. It’s just that I was going steady for my whole senior year, and my girlfriend kept a pretty tight rein on me. And besides, from what I heard you were plenty busy with those other boys. But look, you just got married to my best friend. I have to wonder why you’re asking me about that now, after all of these years.”
That’s when I learned more about Samantha and my friend Jason. Samantha slid a little closer to him and began rubbing his leg, just above the knee. She said, “I was always just a little curious, that’s all. You were one of the best-looking guys in your class, and you had a reputation of sorts too. Some of the senior girls were spreading a rumor that you are hung like a bull, with big, hanging bull balls to match. One of them said that your cock is uncircumcised, almost eleven inches long, and as thick as my wrist. You already know that I fucked a lot of boys, but only a few of them had the big cocks that I craved. I’m just curious, that’s all.”
Jason didn’t know what to say and sat there speechless as Samantha began rubbing his inner thigh, moving closer to his crotch. He looked nervous and resisted her saying, “Holy fuck, Samantha, it sure doesn’t look like marriage has changed you any. And for fuck sakes, Kevin is my best friend! How do you think he’d feel about me if I fucked his new wife? Although I have to admit that I did warn him about marrying a slut like you in the first place.”
Samantha wasn’t to be denied and really put on the pressure by rubbing the side of her hand against his hardening cock lump, as she replied, “Kevin and I have a unique relationship. And although we have never discussed me fucking another man, we have sure fantasized a lot about me fucking the boys in high school. He makes me tell him every detail, and I describe their cocks and cum while he’s sucking his own cum from my pussy, fantasizing that it's from the boys. To tell you the truth, I think he’d be happy knowing that we fucked.”
I was sitting back in my chair, with my eyes squinted, watching and listening to Jason’s seduction unfold before me. I know that I should have spoken up to let them know that I was awake, but I realized at that moment that I really wanted to see her fuck another man. And I especially wanted to watch her fuck my best friend, Jason, so I could see his huge, eleven-inch cock. I was afraid that my hardening cock tenting my pants would give me away as Samantha put her hand fully on his crotch lump and used the other to turn his face towards her as she leaned in to kiss him. I was in the perfect position to see him return her deep, tongue-swirling kiss, as he surrendered to her charms and began fondling her pendulous tits.
They were both breathing hard as she helped Jason pull off her blouse, exposing her magnificent, braless tits. They broke the kiss and he pushed her against the back of the couch, causing her to slouch down as he began sucking her nipples and areolas. She was moaning loudly as she unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and then pushed down his zipper. He lifted his ass to allow her to push his pants and underwear down to his knees. She had been right about his cock, and it looked like a big python lying across his thigh, on top of his plum-sized balls.
Samantha looked nervously over at me to see if I was waking up, and then pushed Jason off her breasts as she leaned down to suck his cock. Just before her sweet mouth engulfed his massive meat, she said, “Damn, Jason, those rumors are true. This is the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot of cocks.”
She noisily sucked and slurped on his cock, and he slouched back and looked down and smiled as my wife of only one week sucked his fuck meat and fondled his huge balls.
After sucking him that way for a few minutes, she pulled off his cock and said, “Oh fuck, Jason, I’ve just got to feel this thing inside of me now. Let’s position ourselves so we can both see if Kevin is waking up. Here, I’ll show you.”
Samantha positioned Jason with him lying long ways on the couch with his back partially supported at an angle against the back of the couch. Then she got in front of him with her back to him, with his cock positioned at her cunt. He was basically fucking her from behind, with her kind of on top of him. In that position I saw everything. Her big breasts jiggled and swayed as she reached down and took his huge, hard shaft in her hand. Then she pushed his cock between her wet and hairy labia, and slid down a little farther onto it.
I watched in awe as Jason’s thick, eleven-inch cock, covered with thick veins, disappeared into my wife’s pussy. She pressed down harder as Jason began to swivel his hips, fucking himself into her. I smelled her wetness and heard the squishing as his big cock began to move in and out of her very wet cunt. The raw sexuality of watching him impale my wife, as his huge balls moved and shifted in his long, hairy scrotum, was overwhelming my senses.
My cock was rock hard and tingling in my pants as I watched them. She turned her head back to him and they kissed as he fondled both of her beautiful breasts, as I watched his cock slide all the way to his balls into my wife. My mind was flooded with emotions as I watched for the first time my wife being fucked by another man, knowing that his thick cock was buried inside of her.
They were both breathing hard and moaning as they kissed, and I knew that Samantha had already had several orgasms. I was surprised that Jason was able to hold off as long as he did, and he finally whispered to Samantha, “I’m getting close, what do you want me to do?”
Samantha responded, “Don’t you dare pull your cock out of me now. I want to feel your cum flooding my womb. Kiss me while you give me your cock cream.”
They kissed again, and in only moments I saw his balls pull up as the base of his cock began to throb. I knew at that moment he was inseminating my young wife, after having fucked her in a way that I never could with my smaller cock. I had no way of controlling my arousal as my cock ejaculated at the same time, causing a big, wet stain in my tan, khaki pants. They were at first too enraptured in their own orgasms with their eyes closed to notice my wet pants.
When Samantha opened her eyes, she immediately saw my wet spot and said, “Look, Jason. I thought I saw a glint in Kevin’s squinted eyes. He must have watched everything and got so excited that he came in his pants without even touching himself. I told you that he’d be happy if you fucked me.”
I opened my eyes and smiled at them, and Jason looked like he was trying to pull his quickly-softening cock out of her. Samantha kept his cock inside of her as she said, “No, Jason, keep it inside of me until Kevin comes over to clean me up. Come on over, Kevin, suck all of Jason’s thick cum out of me, and make your fantasies come true. I really loved fucking his huge cock, and I plan to fuck him and other men as often as I can.”
The smell of their sex was overpowering, as I got onto my knees in front of the couch with my face only inches from their coupling. They were both smiling down at me as Samantha lifted up a little and Jason’s still-heavy, half-hard cock flopped out of her and swung over to against her thigh. I moved in and covered her labia with my mouth, just as his plentiful load of semen and sperm came flooding out of her. Jason’s slimy cock was plastered against the side of my face as I slurped, tongued, and sucked his cum and my wife’s juices from her pussy. Samantha wrapped her legs around my neck to hold me in place as she had another orgasm with me sucking her.
Samantha knew when I had totally cleaned Jason’s cum from her pussy, and she leaned down to rub my head as she said, “That was nice, honey. Now clean Jason up for us, to thank him for giving me such a great fuck. Come on, Kevin, you’ve already swallowed his cum, so why not clean his cock and balls for him, and get it hard so he can fuck me again?”
Jason’s cock was still against my face, so I turned my head and took the slimy foreskin and thick cock head into my mouth. I had never in my life touched another boy or man’s cock before that moment, but it seemed so natural and the right thing to do for my wife. I continued sucking his slimy cock as Samantha released her legs from around my neck and carefully moved off Jason. That left me there between my best friend’s legs, sucking his hardening cock. Then Samantha got on her knees next to me and whispered in my ear to encourage me to continue cleaning Jason. She gently pulled me off his cock and pushed my mouth down to suck his balls, as she began sucking his cock. That had to be quite a sight to Jason, seeing a married couple working together to suck his cock and balls.
His cock quickly hardened, and Samantha took both Jason me by the hand and led us to our bedroom. She positioned me under her in a sixty-nine position as Jason fucked her again from behind. It was so arousing having my face so close to the action. I saw and smelled everything, as Jason’s massive cock pounded my wife’s cunt, and his big balls slapped against my head and forehead. At the same time, Samantha pushed down my pants and underwear, and cleaned up my cum from my previous ejaculation. Then she sucked my cock as Jason fucked her. It took him twenty minutes to cum that second time, and I ejaculated into Samantha’s mouth as Jason emptied his balls into her. I cleaned both up as before.
We all lounged in the bed together after the second fucking, and Samantha made it clear that she wanted Jason to be a regular part of our love life. She also let me know that she intended to find other men to fuck. That’s when we agreed to have parties at our apartment, where we would invite single men from our workplaces. Samantha contacted some of the boys who still lived in the area that she used to fuck in high school. Happily, Tommy, the boy with the ten-inch cock was more than happy to resume fucking her again.
I had just experienced Samantha’s first time fucking Jason, and only one week later we had our first party at our apartment. There were six men besides me, including Jason, and one black guy from the medical center who was happy to be able to get some white pussy. It was unusual having a black man available, since only less than two percent of the population in Appleton is black. That night was a blur as she sucked and fucked those men in every possible position, with me lending my support as the clean-up man for everyone, and fluffer for the men. I was so proud of Samantha as she handled all those big cocks, and I loved watching them sliding in and out of her pussy.
We had quickly evolved into a true cuckold relationship, where she fucks dozens of men, sometimes when I'm not there. Drinking alcohol is no longer necessary for her to get horny, and she's ready to fuck all the time. We are well suited to our roles. I get to live vicariously through all those bigger, stronger, and better hung men, as they fuck and inseminate my wife. Samantha gets to self-actualize and take advantage of her personality disorders and testosterone imbalance, and get all the cock she wants, while still being in a loving, supportive relationship with me. Those other men are just casual lovers to her, and she has no attraction to them except for their big cocks and cum. Our love grows stronger as I continue to support her in a lifestyle that makes both of us truly happy.
