0 comments/ 143213 views/ 19 favorites A Summer Idyll By: A Summer Idyll I nodded slowly as I unhooked the clasp of my overtaxed bikini top, allowing my firm 34GG breasts to spring free. My nipples were already swollen and puffy, and Jim's eyes were glued to my naked orbs. When he'd said that about people having hang-ups about public nudity, an idea had come to me. "You're incredibly beautiful," he said softly. His manhood was now straining his skimpy lycra restraint to the bursting point. I moved towards him, eyeing the caged tiger between his legs. "Do you like busty women?" I asked coyly, looking up at him with 'little-girl eyes'. "Yes, I do, very much," he answered. "I wonder if you'd do something for me, Jim," I said. Standing there, with my huge breasts almost brushing up against his tummy, he seemed eager to oblige. "Would you pose for me in my studio?" I asked. I explained that it was difficult to arrange for life models to come to the house and that he would be doing me an enormous favor. I told him that all he would have to do was sit on a stool while I sketched him. He seemed surprised but glad to help me in any way that he could. We each took a quick dip in the pool before drying off and heading for my large, airy studio at the back of our property. I put my top back on, but with my plan in mind, suggested we remain in our swimsuits. Once inside my studio, I busied myself setting up my easel and positioning the stool for Jim to sit on while he looked around, no doubt taking notice of all the paintings and life model drawings hanging throughout the room. There was also little doubt that, while he did so, he failed to notice a trend in terms of my preferred choice of subject matter; perhaps more to the point, that they were all nudes! I decided to seize the moment and try my luck. Ready to start, I opted to have him stand instead of sit and took my position behind my easel. After drawing a few preliminary lines across the surface of my large sketch pad, I stopped. "As I'm sure you've noticed, Jim, I usually draw or paint my subjects in the nude - I probably shouldn't ask, but I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking off your swimsuit?" I said, with an obvious tremor in my voice. "It's just that I remembered what you said about not having hang-ups about public nudity. Don't worry, I've had loads of men in here posing for me without their clothes on. It's no big deal." Then, lying through my teeth, I added, "Besides, I'd be looking at you as an artist, not as a woman." "Please don't be shy, you have a very beautiful body." "Okay," he answered quietly, before dutifully slipping his fingers inside the waistband of his bikini and sliding it over his taut butt and off. What I saw next nearly took my breath away as Jim's semi-erect, circumcised penis sprang into view; bobbing heavily up and down. "Oh, my goodness, Jim!" I gasped, wide-eyed in disbelief. "It's SO BIG!" Indeed, his magnificent cock was truly a thing of awe-inspiring beauty. From a small thatch of black pubic hair, it reached halfway down his thigh. It was as thick as my forearm, with a head as big as a large plum. I felt a little dizzy just looking at it; it looked so strong and powerful. Without a doubt, I'd never seen a better-appointed specimen of a man in my life! Not yet fully erect, it was easily three times the size of my husband's erection. "My girlfriend complained that it was too big," he said almost sadly. "Then she wasn't trying hard enough, darling," I answered. Then, still admiring the equipment of my super-endowed subject, I added, "My God, I'll bet there's been more than one occasion when an unsuspecting woman got the shock of her life after discovering the contents of your pants." "Before I made love to my girlfriend, a woman had never complained about it being too big. I thought women liked a man with a large penis," he said shyly. "They do, sweetheart. Believe me, they do," I answered as reassuringly as I could. "I don't suppose you know exactly how big it really is, do you?" "It's eleven and a half inches long and eight inches around when it's hard." At that point, my will to remain faithful to my husband and my friend had all but evaporated. I wanted Jim at any cost and could resist throwing myself at the mercy of this gorgeous stud and his gigantic penis no longer. I approached him; his cock now pointing almost straight ahead like some enormous divining-rod aimed at my navel. I took his hand and sat him down on the stool. Then, I looked up into his eyes with an expression of little-girl adulation. "This will be our little secret, okay sweetheart?" Jim slowly and silently nodded his consent before I grabbed his huge shaft with both hands. I then provided him with a firsthand demonstration of the fine art of cocksucking - the likes of which, I dare say, he had never experienced before. Though I could fit little more than the engorged head in my mouth, I compensated in other ways as best I could and he soon achieved a full erection of eye-popping dimensions. It was too thick to grasp with one hand. His groans soon grew louder and more rapid as the tempo of my sucking and fist-pumping increased. I sucked him juicily; creating loud, erotic slurping sounds while pumping the thick shaft with both hands. My head bobbed up and down between his parted thighs until I removed my bikini top once more and placed his cock between my GG-cup breasts. While he cupped the arcs of my huge, firm breasts in his hands, his thumbs gently brushing my nipples, he slid his massive weapon between my fleshy orbs. Once again I deep-throated as much of him as I could and sucked on his fat stalk. Soon, after confessing to being close to relinquishing his seed, I opened my mouth and placed my tongue beneath the engorged head, wantonly pumping his foot-long manhood. Jim let out a deep guttural moan as gobs and gobs of hot cum splashed against the back of my throat and waiting tongue. With remnants of his semen still on my chin, I looked up into his beautiful, blue eyes. He reached down and kissed me softly on the lips. His spent manhood was soon resting flat against his pelvis, the tip reaching all the way to his hip. I led him to the pool where we both took another quick dip to wash the sweat and cum from our bodies, then dried each other off like lovers. "I want to make love to you, Olivia," said Jim. "Not here," I replied. "I want to fuck you in the comfort of my king-size, four-poster bed." I then took him by the hand once again and led him upstairs to my bedroom where I sprawled across the huge expanse of silk-sheeted luxury. Jim stood at the foot of the bed, his enormous phallus swinging between his legs like some giant bell-ringer, and although I found his size intimidating, I offered myself to him, cupping my big boobs in my hands and parting my thighs. Blessed with the recuperative powers of a young stud, he was soon sporting another strong, rock-hard erection. As he removed my bikini bottom to expose my moist pussy, I shuddered with excitement like some young girl about to lose her maidenhead. Though still somewhat inexperienced, Jim was clearly a student of oral sex himself. Kneeling before me, he began to softly lick my neatly-trimmed pussy; parting the vaginal lips with his tongue and gently sucking my swollen clitoris. With the combined dexterity of his tongue and fingers he quickly brought me off to a hip-bucking crescendo in very short order. I looked down at Jim with a breathless mixture of lust and trepidation as he prepared to insert his enormous engine of pleasure into me. Staring at my rather delicate-looking slit, he now had the slightly wild look in his eyes of the lusty male, who, once piqued is beyond being dissuaded from finding a feminine sheath for his stiff weapon. Though I was loathe to stop him from tryinh, I wondered if I would be able to accommodate him. I motioned for him to come forward and he eagerly knelt between my parted thighs. Looking down at the size of his massive pussy-stretcher, I felt almost dizzy with anticipation. "Not too fast, okay sweetheart?" I said, fearing a rapid assault might split me in two. "That's an awfully big bauble you've got there!" Jim assured me that he would and was true to his promise. He placed the tip of his giant sex organ between the moistened lip of my vagina and began to slowly and gingerly push his way in. Fortunately, having already experienced my first orgasm, I was extremely wet by that time and the first six or seven inches slid in relatively easy. Still, the thickness of it was overwhelming. I threw my head back and closed my eyes; sighing loudly. My pussy had never felt so dilated before; he was stretching my nether regions as no one had done before. He started to gently rock his hips in an effort to ease his way in further. I looked down once again - mesmerized - and watched inch after delicious inch disappear inside me. I closed my eyes again, resting my head on my pillow. I had never felt such an exquisite cocktail of pleasure and pain. It felt like a thick snake working its way towards my belly. At one point, Jim seemed to have become stuck, but not easily discouraged, he shoved a little harder and managed to squeeze another couple on inches inside me until I felt the head press against my cervix. "Oh, my God ... Oh my GAAAAWD ... It's SOOOOO BIG!!!" I gasped, dry-mouthed. I felt a warm shiver run through my lower torso and groaned from the effects of another orgasm. Once I'd had a chance to catch my breath, he slowly withdrew until only the huge head remained inside me. Then, more forcefully than before, he thrust his way back in. Gradually increasing the pace of his assault on my fertile delta, he was soon bucking his hips aggressively; thrusting his massive tool into me like a fleshy ramrod. I felt light-headed and completely overwhelmed; unable and unwilling to stop my young lover from having his way with me. For such a young man, he had considerable staying power; his stamina seemed relentless. He steadied my wildly heaving breasts with his large hands; his heavy sac slapping against my behind as he rammed as much of his eleven plus inches into me as he could. Another warm tingle that started in my belly soon worked its way down to my pussy, foreshadowing yet another powerful orgasm. I shuddered and moaned as my body convulsed with the pleasure of it. Between little girl whimpers and short, staccato breaths, I managed to slow him down by placing my hands on his hips. "Fuck me from behind," I begged breathlessly. After unsheathing himself, I turned over, and, resting on my parted knees with his monster-size penis aimed at my derriere, braced myself against one of the heavy wooden bedposts. My besieged pussy was spread wide once again as he penetrated me from behind and renewed his marathon of fucking. The force of his thrusts continued unabated until I thought I would faint. I gripped one of my lacy pillows and bit down on the pillowcase. My hair was wet with perspiration. "OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD, IT'S SO BIG!!!" I wailed. "FUCK ME!!! OH GOD, FUCK ME WITH YOUR HUGE COCK!!!" At last I felt Jim's grip on my waist tighten, signalling that he was about to cum. After a few final thrusts, he grunted and shot his load of hot white semen to a place deep inside me. Spent and exhausted, we collapsed in each other's arms; the soothing sound of waves crashing the shoreline lulling us off to sleep, while a gentle ocean breeze caressed our naked bodies. Jim and I spent the remainder of that joyous summer of sexual bliss together. In late August I saw my young cocksman off at the airport. We sealed our secret with a kiss and promised to meet again the following summer.