Subject:      Andrea (MF, wife, size queen)
From:         dondi@tir.com
Date:         1996/09/18
Message-Id:   <51q2cn$m0n@ramp2.tir.com>

        It is funny the effect one person can have on another.  Take my
story for instance.  I had been married to my beautiful wife for about ten
years or so, and during that period of time my fantasy was to have a
threesome and watch her have sex with another man.

        Now Andrea did not like the idea at all, or at least did one hell
of a job of hiding it!  Over the years she did, however, tell me stories
of her and other men while we had sex.  I have a feeling that her
continually telling me that these other men were bigger and better than me
gradually began to influence her thinking and curiosity.  Well, after a
few years of this, I began urging her to make my fantasy a reality.  For
most of the time she would either say no or tell me maybe in the future,
all the while thinking I would never actually let her do it, I'm sure.

        One evening while we were fucking and Andrea was sharing her
sexual stories, I mentioned a friend of mine at the office, named Don, who
was a real ladies man and rumored to be very well endowed.  Gradually,
Andrea would start talking about how it would be interesting to fuck a
larger cock than mine.  Now this might turn a lot of men off, but it drove
me wild, and I ejaculated instantly, coming like never before.  After
several weeks of talking about Don in our stories, Andrea would always
mention her fucking Don by name and even saying how much better it is to
fuck bigger cocks than mine, which always make me cum long before Andrea
got off.  Andrea saw what an effect this was having on me and finally
agreed to have sex with my friend.

        It was hard for me at first to approach Don on the idea of him
having sex with my wife, but over lunch I brought up the idea.  "Don, have
you ever done anything you would consider... kinky?"

        "Sure, you know my saying:  8 to 80, blind, cripple, or crazy."

        "Yeah, yeah.  But have ever, oh, say... had sex with a married
woman and her husband knows about it?"

        "No, can't say as I ever have, but it sounds pretty kinky all
right.  Why do you ask?"

        "Oh, no reason really."

        "Come on, Greg.  What are you up to?"

        Well, at this point I was dying to tell him that I wanted him to
fuck my wife and terrified at all the things going through my mind at the
same time.  What if he laughed at me, or told other people, or even just
got disgusted and left.  All these things were racing through my mind a
mile a minute, then all of a sudden I heard myself say, "You know, Don,
Andrea and I have been flirting with the idea of a threesome."

        There was a brief silence, and then Don said, "Greg, let me tell
you, as much as it turns me on to think about being with you wife, I'm not
sure I could do it with you there."

        "But the idea does appeal to you?"

        "Are you kidding!  I gotta tell you, your wife has one of the
greatest asses I've ever seen, and I'd love to fuck her."

        This was making my dick so hard I couldn't stand it.  I found
myself really enjoying this whole process of talking to another man about
him fucking my wife.  At this point, I told Don that we were just thinking
about it, and that I would keep him informed.  He said he also would think
about the possibility of doing it while I was there watching.

        Over the next couple of weeks, I was in a constant state of
arousal thinking about all the possibilities.  The stories at night now
took on an almost real feeling, and I would come almost at the mention of
Don fucking my Andrea.  Finally, I asked Andrea, "You know, Don said it
would be difficult to do anything with me present, and, well, I was
wondering if you could be with him alone.

        She said, "It would actually be easier for me also.  I don't know
why, but I think it would."

        I decided that if it was to happen, it would have to be now or
never.  "Good, I'll talk to Don tomorrow!"

        The next day (Monday), I asked Don if he would like to be alone
with my wife on Thursday evening, which I had already arranged with
Andrea.  He took a moment and then replied, "I'd love to Greg, and I
promise to treat her like a lady and give her my best!"  Well, it was set,
and I was shaking like a leaf.  As aroused as I was at that moment, you'd
think I was the one who was going to get fucked.

        For the next couple of days, it was all I could think about, and
finally the day came.  It was Thursday evening, and I was pacing around
the house like an expectant father.  Then a knock came at the door.  It
was Don.

        "Hi Don.  How are you?"

        "Nervous but ready."

        "I'll get Andrea," I said.  Andrea was wearing a red teddy under a
black see-through gown, and she looked utterly fantastic.  I led her from
the bedroom to the living room where Don was waiting.  I loved the look of
appreciation on his face when he saw my wife in her sexy attire.  I kissed
her good-bye, gave her a wink, shook Don's hand, and left for another
friends house.

        As I drove to my friend Jim's house, all kinds of thoughts ran
through my mind.  'What if something goes wrong?... What if she runs away
with him?... What if...'

        "Damn!" I said as I hit the brakes, almost running a red light.
"I gotta get a grip!"

        Everything will be all right, after all, our marriage is stronger
than ever and Andrea would probably not like Don on a personal basis
anyway.  Arriving at Jim's was difficult enough, but now came the wait
until midnight.  Jim greeted me and offered me a beer,  which I accepted
readily.  Jim was watching an X-rated video which did little to help my
situation.  As I watched a young woman giving a guy head, my thoughts
immediately raced to my wife doing the same thing to Don.  I don't know
how long this went on, but finally, I had to call and see what was
happening.

        Don answered the phone and said something and then hung up.  Here
I was, standing there with a raging hard-on because another man was
fucking my wife.

*****

        This is how Andrea explained what happen after I left.

        I was calm with the whole situation until the door closed behind
my husband.  Then all of a sudden it dawned on me that this was not just
one of the stories I told Greg, but this was real!  Trembling, I asked Don
if he would like something to drink.  His reply came nervously quick,
"Yeah..  Gotta beer"

        "Sure.  Let me get it for you."

        I handed him the beer.  He was sitting in the recliner that was
Greg's chair.  As he took the beer with one hand he gently guided me onto
his lap with the other.  Immediately I felt his hard cock pressing against
my ass, and I realized I was no longer nervous... but ready.  We kissed,
and his tongue probed my mouth as his hand explored my breast through the
thin material.  I returned the kiss, our tongues racing around each
others, and I could feel his cock throbbing, looking for freedom.  Don
broke the action, took a drink of his beer and said, "Let's go to the
bedroom."  I was up in an instant leading him to the bedroom of my
husband, and I was determined to show Don just how good a fuck Greg's wife
really was.

        As we entered the bedroom, Don took me in his arms and held me and
kissed me with a passion I had not experienced in quite some time.  He
moved back and slowly removed my thin gown and kissed my bare shoulders.
In another moment he had removed my teddy, and I was standing naked before
this man whom I known for only a few moments.  Again he passionately
kissed me and lowered my body onto the bed and began to lick, kiss and
suck my breasts, and it was wonderful.  He stood up and in a moment had
removed his clothing and was laying there next to me, kissing and fondling
my tits.  My nipples were as hard as rocks, and I felt my wet pussy aching
for him.  He slid down and began to lick my hot wet slit, and it was all I
could do to keep from screaming.  I had thought I would be running the
show, but I was under his power, and I loved it.

        And then it happened; an orgasm raced through my body, and I cried
out, "Fuck me now...  Please fuck me!"  He moved atop me, and, although I
had felt his cock against me, I did not know how big it really was.  He
pressed the head against my cunt, and, as it entered me, I moaned in
appreciation.  It was the thickest cock I had ever had, and, as it moved
deeper, I loved the feeling even more.  When I felt him begin to back out
and in again, I knew it was the biggest I had ever had.  And then he
rammed it in all the way, and I screamed out in ecstasy as his cock
touched places never before reached.  Another orgasm raced through me, and
I knew this was only the beginning!

        Don's cock was now pounding my hot cunt, and I wrapped my legs
around his ass and began to pull him into me even harder.  If I wasn't a
slut, I was well on my way.  I was living for the moment and his cock.  I
had to have his cum in me now!  I begged, "Please cum... please now."  His
thrusts grew harder, and I could feel his cock swell even larger as it
finally burst forth with a flood of his hot semen that triggered yet
another mind wrenching climax that left my pussy convulsing like never
before.

        As we lay together, our breathing labored, I moved down to taste
the cock that had just so richly satisfied me.  As my tongue moved over
his cock, I tasted our cum and fondled his balls.  Our solitude was broken
by the sharp ringing of the phone.  Don answered it abruptly, "Hello."

        "Hi Don.  How's..."

        "See you at midnight," was Don's reply as he hung up the phone on
Greg.  That had been my husband on the phone, and I was busy sucking the
cock of another man.  Don had even been a little rude to Greg, but right
then all I wanted was more cock.... all I could get!  With Don's cock
clean from my licking, I moved up and kissed him while stroking his cock
with my hand.

        For a while we just laid there and talked about what had happened.
 He asked me if it was good for me, and I just laughed and said, "What do
you think."

        He smiled, and we kissed long and hard as he felt my breasts and
paid particular attention to my nipples, rotating one between his thumb
and forefinger.  His cock was again hard and swelling with the pulse of
his heart beat.  Rolling me over on my stomach, he straddled my legs and
moved me to my knees.  In a second I felt him press against my swollen
cunt, and then he was inside me again.  Moving slowly, the feeling was
wonderful.  Don's cock was much larger than Greg's, and it was obvious it
made a difference!

        Gradually, his tempo increased, and Don asked if he was bigger
than Greg, to which I relied, "Yes.... oh yes, much larger."

        "Is it better than Greg's?" he said.

        "Yes, yes, I love your cock...  Fuck me...  Fuck me."

        His speed increased with each word, his cock pistoning in and out
of my cunt like a pile driver.  I was sure someone would hear the slapping
of our bodies as his cock drove deeper and deeper into my body.  I
screamed, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming...  I'm cumming... Fuck me...  Fuck me...
Fuck me!"

        A searing heat moved from my cunt all the way through my body.
Don grunted and drove hard, and again he filled me with his sweet cum.
Never had I felt so much hot cum in me.  Where did he get it all?  We
collapsed, our sweaty bodies entwined and drifted off to sleep.

        I awoke to light kisses on my neck and shoulders.  It had been
like a dream, and I wanted it to last forever.  He took first one and then
the other nipple into his mouth, gently sucking them back to hardness.  I
could feel the ache between my legs.  I was so sore.  Even so, I thrilled
at the thought of Don's cock, that thick, beautiful cock, ravaging my
pussy again!  This time, I rolled him onto his back.  Slowly I lowered my
pussy onto that monster cock.  I could now judge it to be about 9 inches
long, and it looked wonderful as it disappeared into my cunt!

        Slowly, ever so slowly, I moved up until only the tip was in me
and then down again until I was fully impaled on his cock.  He rubbed and
kneaded my breasts, pinching my nipples from time to time, heightening my
pleasure.  I moved slowly, as long as I could, and then I went crazy.  No
longer able to control my motions, I fucked his manhood furiously, as fast
and as hard as I could.  This was a pain-pleasure experience I had never
dreamed possible.  I was a sexual animal, a real bitch in heat, and it was
fucking great!  And then another orgasm... and another.  They were coming
so fast I couldn't keep track.

        Don now took control and rolled me onto my back, straddled one leg
and brought the other straight up his chest.  His cock was now deeper than
ever before.  I was being ripped apart!  "Now, you little bitch," he said.
 "I'm going to fuck you senseless."

        He slammed his cock into me hard and fast.  I screamed
unintelligible sounds.  I was lost in a continual and spiraling orgasm
that actually scared me, but I didn't want it to stop.  And then he said,
"Here it comes, you fucking slut," and his fuck stick filled me again, and
I screamed with tears of pleasure, so totally satisfied, this was the best
sex ever!  Collapsing again, as if we had participated in some kind of
Olympic event, we just laid there, motionless and exhausted.

        When I looked at the clock, it was 11:35, and Don was asleep.  I
looked at his cock, now flaccid, our cum still glistening, and I had to
taste it once more.  Using only my tongue, I licked his cock.  That
monster that had scared me, now appeared harmless and even cute.

        Slowly, very slowly, to my amazement it began to come to life.  As
Don awoke to my playful tongue, all he could say was, "You're fucking
amazing, and Greg is one lucky bastard!"

        As his cock (who to me was almost a person unto itself) grew
harder, all I wanted to do was to leave this man sexually spent.  I began
to suck with total abandon, giving the sluttiest blow job of my life.
Like a possessed slut, I sucked and licked and stroked his cock like never
in my life.  Pumping my face, he told me to suck it, and I did.  I felt
his body stiffen.  He grabbed the back of my head so I could not release
his cock (as if I would) and yelled "Swallow my cum!  Drink it now!  Do
it!  Oh fuuuck!"

        His cum raced into my mouth like a torrent.  Now tasting the flood
that only my pussy had enjoyed, I swallowed every gush.  And when it was
done, I sucked the last drops from this wonderful cock and kissed him on
the cheek for the experience of a lifetime.  Don dressed and expressed his
enjoyment, and I said that I would - with Greg's permission - look forward
to seeing him again.  He kissed me, and I watched the door close behind
him.

*****

        The time went slowly, and my balls were beginning to ache from
having a hard-on for so long.  I looked at the clock for the thousandth
time, and finally it was ten before midnight.  I bid Jim thanks for the
beer, which did help to calm me down some, and was on my way home.  I
parked the car and walked to the door, my hand shaking with excitement as
I unlocked and opened the door.  I moved quickly to the bedroom, and there
on our disheveled bed was my beautiful wife wearing only her see through
gown.  I couldn't wait to fuck her.

        "Hi lover.  Want sloppy seconds?" she said as she giggled and
smiled.

        "Just try and stop me."  I was out of my clothes in record time,
my hard cock bouncing with each movement.  I laid down beside her and
kissed her long and hard and asked, "Was he good?"

        "He's bigger than you and fucks great."  Hearing that, I went
crazy.  I moved down to her hot pussy, cum still oozing out, and began to
lick and suck every last drop.  I didn't care that it was another man's
cum mixed with my wife's - that only fueled my fire.

        It was all a blur, but the next thing I knew I was fucking my wife
and pumping my own cum into her hot pussy.  We laid there in each others
arms, as she related the details of the evening.  It was an evening
neither of us would soon forget, and perhaps there would be more in the
future.  But one thing's for certain:  I'm one hell of a lucky guy.