I still cannot believe that I actually let it happen. But I did. And this is my story. My husband insisted that I write it so he could read it over and over.
Six months ago, we got a new neighbor. His name is Drew. We saw him moving in. Off the bat he did not make a huge impression. His looks were average and besides, I’m very much in love with my husband. And until a couple of nights ago, I was certain my husband would be the only man I would ever sleep with.
The thing is, my husband has these fantasies involving other men and me. Unlike most men, he actually wishes that I would want to sleep with other men occasionally. It’s weird but he doesn’t press me on it. Nor does he seem the least bit upset that I don’t want to. Yet it’s obvious that he wouldn’t mind.
One day as my husband and I were outside on our patio we struck up a conversation with our new neighbor. We got to talking and ended up inviting him over for dinner. He turned out to be a single man, 30 years old, working as a teacher’s aid at the local University. He was very nice and we became friends. My husband works weekend nights and sometimes Drew would come over on those nights and keep me company. We usually watched a movie or two. He never made any moves on me and I never even thought about him that way. It wasn’t that I didn’t think he was attractive. I just didn’t think about other men that way. Looking back now though, I realize that I was more attracted to him than I thought.
Last Friday night, Drew came over with a movie, a bottle of O.J. and another of Vodka. Finals had just wrapped up and he was ready to let loose. He’d been working a lot the last couple of weeks as one would expect. I don’t drink often, but it was Friday night. I figured I’d get a little tipsy and wait up for my husband. Only I got tipsy quickly. The movie he had brought, was terrible and by the end we were getting loaded and paying no attention to it. A terribly cheesy sex scene in it had diverted our conversation to sex.
During the course of this conversation, I learned that due in part to heavy work and long study hours, Drew had not been with a woman in almost three years. I confided to him that my husband was in fact, the only man I had ever been with (I am now 28 and have been with my husband for six great years). This surprised him. He asked if my husband satisfied me and I assured him he did. Before long the movie on the T.V. ended. Drew asked me if we ever watch pornos. He obviously doesn’t know my husband. I told him I’d be right back and went to the bedroom to get one out.
Now remember, I was getting a bit loaded by this point. I doubt this would’ve happened if I hadn’t been. Not that I regret it now, just that it wouldn’t have happened without the screwdrivers. I searched through my husband’s collection of porn and found one that I like a lot. I was about to go back to the living room when I decided I should change and get more comfortable. I quickly removed my shirt and bra and put on one of my comfortable tank tops I wear to bed. It occurred to me that he would be able to clearly see my hardened nipples. A thrill shot through my body at the thought. Yet I still did not think I would do anything with him.
Next I removed my jeans and reached for my pajama bottoms. I was about to slide them on when suddenly I had a naughty thought. One I knew would drive my husband nuts later. He always says he loves to be teased. I thought I would do something that I could tease him with later. I decided to remove my panties. Again I still had no intention of fucking Drew, but I knew that if my husband knew I had taken my panties off before I watched pornos with our neighbor, it would drive him wild. So I slid them off. For a moment I just stood there, naked from the waist down. What I did next surprised even myself. My right hand slid between my legs. I spread my legs wider and my fingers gently parted the lips of my labia. My middle finger slid easily inside my already surprisingly wet pussy. I moaned softly. It surprised me to find myself so wet. My middle finger soon found its way to my clit. I noticed myself biting my lips. It quickly occurred to me that I was very horny. I had almost forgotten Drew as I diddled myself, when he called to me from the living room, asking me what was taking me so long. This shot me back quickly. I wanted to cum badly and I actually wished at that moment that he wasn’t there so I could relieve myself. I told him I’d be right out and quickly pulled on my pajamas, sans panties. I returned to the living room with achingly hard nipples and a soaking wet pussy. I’m sure he could sense I was flustered.
As I put the DVD in the player, I found myself purposely bending over right in front of him. My pj’s clung tightly to my ass and I was sure that he could tell that not only was I not wearing panties, but also that I was wet. We were both kinda quiet at first as we sat on the couch and began to watch the action. The plot is terrible but the sex is great. My husband likes it because it has a guy in it that I think is cute. What really drives my husband wild, though is the fact that the guy has a huge cock. It must be 10 inches long and fat to boot.
When the girl in the film pulled his cock from his pants, I remarked to Drew that this guy had “a really big dick”. Drew simply shrugged his shoulders and said that he was not impressed. I was just joking but I shot back that he wished he had one like that. He replied that he did. He looked serious. What I said next shocked me.
“Prove it” I said.
He didn’t hesitate and as he began to undo his belt and unbutton his pants, various thoughts and emotions went through my head. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I couldn’t believe how excited I was. How much I wanted to see his cock. Another mans cock. A rush of chills ran through my body at the very thought it. I felt goose bumps rising and the burning between my legs was now an inferno.
I thought of my husband. I wanted to be faithful to him. I love him. Then I thought about how he has told me many times before that if I’m ever in a situation like this, that I had had permission to do whatever feels best and then just to tell him all about it later. I still wasn’t sure I was going to let this happen. Then he pulled it out.
As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to have it. Not yet fully erect, I could tell he had to be at least 8 or 9 inches long. My eyes were transfixed and my mouth had dropped open. Without a thought, my hand reached for his semi-erect penis. A thrill shot all though me again as I took hold of him. He felt wonderful in my hand. I began to stroke him and he was soon stiff as a rock. His cock was marvelous. It had to be at least 10 inches long. It looked perfect. Not to thick and not to thin. It seemed to be the perfect size, as if any more would spoil it. I noticed my mouth was watering. I swallowed hard. I watched my hand stroke his gorgeous cock. My hand looked so small. I couldn’t reach all the way around. It looked so sexy. I felt so sexy. I felt my pussy tingle.
I love to stroke my husband’s dick. He’s not that big, average really, but he really knows how to use it. I couldn’t believe how good Drew’s cock looked in my hand. It was soo damn big. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I thought of my husband. I knew I would tell him everything and I knew he was going to go nuts. I could no longer stop myself anyway so he’d better enjoy it. I knew he’d be disappointed if I passed up this opportunity to have this monster in my mouth. For that matter, so would I.
I lowered my head and ran my tongue up the side of his throbbing member. It thrilled me to hear him moan as I did. I ran my tongue up another side of his cock and this time when I reached the top, I slid my lips around the head of his cock. I couldn’t believe how full my mouth felt with only the head of his cock inside me. Again I was in disbelief that I was really doing this. Much more I couldn’t believe how good it felt. Time and again, my husband insisted that if I were to just let it happen and really let loose, that it could feel incredible. I couldn’t believe how right he seemed to be. I began to slide his cock deeper into my mouth. I didn’t want to gag and I worked carefully on his giant tool. But before long I was sucking his dick with abandon. I was really getting into it. He was too. He was telling me over and over how good my mouth felt. He kept telling me I sucked his cock so well. His body confirmed his words. He was squirming all over and thrusting his cock deep into my hungry mouth. He said he loved how good his dick looked in my mouth. All this made me crazy with lust and I started sucking harder on the head of his cock. My pussy was dying to be touched. He was moaning louder and louder. I really got into this.
I lost myself in what I was doing. I was totally focused on his cock. My husband could’ve walked into the room and I wouldn’t have noticed. I didn’t notice his body tense up. He got really loud but that only turned me on more. Suddenly his cock simply exploded a huge load of cum into my mouth. I wasn’t really prepared for this as my husband takes a lot of stimulation to get off. I knew my husband would love this so I did my best to swallow as much as I could. But there was so much that I had to pull his still spurting cock from my mouth. Two more bursts struck me on the cheek and chin and yet another burst landed on my tits. Making this monster cock explode with, and into, my mouth drove me wild and I was hornier than ever at this point. It tasted salty, but good and I took time to clean him up with my tongue, savoring every drop. I felt so naughty.
I stood in front of him and I raised my shirt up over my head and off. My breasts were exposed to him and that thrilled me. My nipples ached to be touched. He leaned forward, and pulled my pajamas down around my ankle. I stood naked in front of my neighbor. He pulled me towards him and kissed my belly. His hands reached around behind me and cupped my ass. It felt so good. I needed so much more. I straddled him and he began to massage one breast and suck on the other. As luck would have it, he sucked on the right breast. The more sensitive one. He could sense I needed relief.
He then instructed me to lie down on the couch. He spread my legs apart and positioned himself between my thighs, mere inches from my soaking wet and burning hot pussy. I couldn’t bare the anticipation. I needed to feel his tongue on my clit now. I grabbed his head and pulled him to me. His tongue slid into me and my body shook. The sensation was incredible. Then his tongue slid up and found my clit. I was simply one long tremble now. He sucked and licked feverishly at my sensitive slit and engorged nub. It felt so good.
I couldn’t help but notice how much it was turning me on that someone other than my husband was between my thighs. It helped of course that I knew he would not be angry with me for falling to temptation. It turned me on that I was doing something so “dirty”. It would turn him on as well. As Drew continued to eat me, I began to fantasize about telling my husband and imagined the look on his face as I told him what I let another man do to me. He would be shocked to be sure but I know he’s really always wished I would do something like this.
Drew was very good with his tongue. It wasn’t as good as my husband but it sure felt pretty fucking good. I was moaning loudly and I knew my husband would love the way I must look. I was so damn wet and turned on that it wasn’t very long before I felt an intense orgasm welling up inside me. I wanted to cum so badly. He sensed I was close and he slid a finger inside me and sucked hard on my clit. I didn’t try to contain myself and I cried out loudly as I came hard in his face. It felt incredible. Unbelievable relief. My body shook and trembled. I squirmed but he maintained his ground and continued to suck on my clit. It felt so good that I just let him keep on going. My husband would love knowing I let him make me cum twice. And besides, I really wanted to cum again. I was so damn excited.
For his part, Drew seemed quite intent on seeing me climax again. He sucked and fingered me into a frenzy. I must’ve sounded quite incoherent. Words were coming out, like, ‘fuck’, ‘damn’, ‘yes’, ‘please’, ‘god’, ‘cum’, and ‘harder’, but they weren’t forming any real sentences. My hips were bumping and grinding into his face. His tongue was driving me crazy. Finally, one really long tremble began deep inside me and I began to shake, softly at first, then harder until I simply burst. It seemed to last forever. I couldn’t believe another man could make me cum so hard. It wasn’t the same as my husband but it was pretty fucking intense.
I lay there for what seemed like a while before I could open my eyes. Drew had removed his shirt and was standing in front of me, his massive dick now semi-erect again. I couldn’t wait for what was about to happen. I sat up on the couch. Drew stepped forward and once again I engulfed his gorgeous cock. He quickly stiffened in my mouth, and with one hand I began to stroke him while with the other hand I began to caress his large balls. Yet while I was enjoying his dick in my mouth, I really needed him deep inside me. I stood up and led him to the bedroom.
I lay down in the middle of the bed and Drew positioned himself above me with his cock poised to penetrate me. He was about to become only the second man ever to be inside me. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply and passionately. I felt his cockhead press against my vagina and I sucked in deeply. He pushed forward and entered me. I gasped and squealed at the sensation of this strange cock entering me. Initially, only the head of his cock penetrated me. He knew he would be a lot bigger than anything else I’d ever experienced before (of course he didn’t know about the 10-inch dildo that my husband once bought me). Slowly he began to work his way in and out, sliding deeper with each stroke. When he had about half of this monster inside of me, he asked me if I could take it all. My reply was simple.
“Fuck me god dammit, please!”
I couldn’t believe how full it felt when he then slid the final five inches into me. Again my response was simple.
“Oh god, yes!!” I cried out.
And with that he began to slide that incredible thing in and out, faster and harder. Slowly at first but he quickly picked up the tempo. I loved it. It felt incredible. I felt so filled. It seemed to fill every inch of my pussy. I had never done anything so naughty before. It made me feel so sexy. I knew it must have looked quite hot. My husband would’ve loved it. We both love the way sex looks. He would’ve loved how excited I must’ve looked.
He was very skilled with that beast of his. He knew just how to use it. It wasn’t very long before I began to cum again. He continued to pound all 10 inches into me as I writhed in ecstasy. He fucked me, holding my legs spread wide apart, and as he did, I reached down and began to rub my clit some more. It felt so sexy. I love being fucked like this, while my husband holds my legs spread wide. It felt so good to have another, so much bigger man do the same. I could see his eyes were fixed on watching my finger stimulate myself. I love when my husband watches me make myself cum. I wanted him to see me cum this way too. Moments later, I did just that, exploding again in a stunningly intense climax.
Once I had regained composure, Drew asked me to roll over onto my hands and knees so he could fuck me from behind. I knew his cock would feel wonderful like this. I buried my face in my pillow as he pushed that giant tool into me again. He was fucking me deeper than I ever imagined possible. It felt unbelievable. And within moments I was once again shaking with my fifth orgasm of the last hour. And he was still pounding into me all the while. I’m not certain but think that for several minutes, all I could muster was a weak and hoarse, ‘oh god, fuck yes’, over and over. As he buried his meat deep into me, he began to spank my ass and I reacted by thrusting back against him even harder. I didn’t think he’d ever cum until finally, what seemed like an hour later (though likely was only about 20 or 25 minutes), he started moaning louder and louder. I could tell he was close. I started begging him to cum for me. Just a moment later, he did exactly that. He thrust himself deep and launched a torrent of cum into me eager pussy. The sound of his climax alone was enough to send me over the edge for an incredible sixth mind bending explosion.
When I finally regained my senses and began to assess exactly what I had just done, it seemed as though Drew had also taken notice of just exactly what had happened. He began to apologize over and over, saying he hadn’t meant to come on to a married woman. I told him a lie. I said I wouldn’t tell my husband and that we should keep it a secret. It was just a thing that happened, and it wouldn’t happen again, though I assured him also that I did not regret doing it and that it was incredible. I told him that we would just go on like it didn’t happen and my husband would never know. Of course I couldn’t wait for Drew to leave now because I was anxious for my husband to come home and fuck me silly some more as I told him everything I let Drew do to me. But Drew didn’t need to know that. Assured that I was not angry and that we would remain friends, though platonic from now on, he got dressed and left. Before he did, I once again thanked him for a marvelous fuck and kissed him deeply one more time.
After he left, I began to think that I was really glad my husband had such a strange fantasy. I couldn’t wait for him to get home so I could fulfill his end of it by telling him every naughty, dirty detail. I picked up the phone and called him to make sure he’d be straight home after work. He asked me why and I replied in a straightforward manner, that my pussy was wet and I had a big surprise for him. Big was most definitely the key word. I hung up the phone and got in the shower to prepare for my man. He was gonna love this surprise.