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 Since this is my first story I thought I better make it clear.  I am a size
queen and enjoy COCK really big cock.  Nothing is too much for me and I am
unconcerned by age or appearance or age, any age as long as I can handle
and be handled by very large COCKS of at least 9 inches in length and
preferably thick.  Any less and it just isnt worth my time.

   We are told by various sex sites and talks that we ladies are
unconcerned by size - let me assure you that for many of us this is not
true.  Whilst we may love you beyond distraction, whilst we may bear your
children, whilst you are doing your level best to satisfy us in bed (and
often doing just the job and doing it well) we dream and crave those large
heavy hung cocks - we may not be able to take more than 6 to 8 inches in
but that isnt the point - the sight of a long, thick, hard cock that needs
two hands to hold is just so desirable.  Whilst you are thrashing your
little 6 inch penis inside us we dream of a Man with 12 inches and as thick
as a coca cola can - bring it to me.

   The Leaving

   I was married.  He was quite nice and of course had the usual good job
and income.  My first marriage and the children grown and flown the nest.
Life was comfortably boring.  This is about sex and so unlike most I will
need to describe life between the sheets and it was only between the sheets
and only then about once a week if I was lucky and very weak too.

   It was to be honest boring.  The internet of course sparked my interest.
The pictures, the videos, the chat lines and the forums.  I "met" other
frustrated wives there.

   He was of an average build and in fact averge everything.  Of couse I
knew his little pecadilloes and forgave those.  Many men prefer the younger
ones.

   And then I went on holiday with a friend to the west indies and what a
holiday it was.

   My friend, I will call Jane, persuaded me to go and we booked for three
weeks.  Three weeks of quite literally night and sometimes day long fucking
and what fucking it was.  Raw no nonsense fucking.  Cocks like I have only
dreamed of.  Young men with baseball bats in their pants and baseball bats
that fired amounts of sperm I couldn't believe.  This on its own is a turn
on to a woman, a males ability to provide good healthy sperm rather than a
little dribble of goo.

   Then I returned home and didn't want to stop - and Jane saw to it that I
didn't.

   The marriage fell to bits literally overnight and actually over
afternoon.

   I was covered in sperm.  I was spread legged on our settee in the lounge
skewered to a boys cock in my anus with another ramming into my vagina and
at the same time held two large, very large erections and was sucking each
in turn and as I was being pumped by the two black boys and in between
mouthfuls of 12 inch cock sucking all I was doing was screaming - screaming
with pleasure and apparently shouting "rape me rape me rape me."

   That was when he walked in unexpectedly.

   Of course I couldn't stop.  I just looked at him and continued grunting.
I wasn't giving this up and all I heard him say was "you would never do
that to me."

   Well he didn't have much in his pants to do it with did he!!
   More to follow later.