6 comments/ 211500 views/ 20 favorites Awakening The Slut Within Me Ch. 1 By: coppered It all started about 4 months after the birth of my son. For reasons I didn't understand at the time, my husband's interest in sex had blossomed to the point where I really had a difficult time keeping up with him. I suspected that the reason behind this was that the successful delivery of our wonderful son had dispelled many of the inhibitions he had about sex, all of which seemed to surround the risk of pregnancy and having a baby. Up until then, I had usually been the more sexually aggressive partner in the marriage and initiated most of our bedroom activities. We had been married about 4 years and until recently, our frequency of sexual activity had dwindled down to 1 to 2 times a month, occasionally going through 2 month dry spells, mainly because of the fact that he just didn't seem interested. While I never knew the underlying reason for my husbands seemingly low sex drive, I did know that he felt somewhat inadequate about his 5 ½ inch long cock that measured about 1 ½ inches in diameter at its thickest point. Despite me continuously telling him that he was of a good average size and that I was completely happy and satisfied with him, he never really believed me, an idea that was undoubtedly reinforced by my consistent need for direct clitoral stimulation to achieve orgasm. "I'm sure that if I was bigger, you would be to come easier and with me inside you" was a frequent statement I would hear when the subject came up. I always told him that it wasn't him, but rather me with the problem. While I didn't have a long list of past lovers (4 to be exact), I had never been able to achieve orgasm during intercourse. While the differences in the penile sizes of past lovers weren't what I would call extreme, there were some differences and yet none had ever been able to give me what so many women report to be the most satisfying orgasm. I always figured that the reason for this was likely attributable to my internal body shape, the lack of a functional G-spot or some other factor and thought that I would go through life without ever knowing what that experience was like, until recently that is. The dramatic and thus far permanent change in our sex life came about when a neighborhood friend announced that she was having a girls-only lingerie party. When I told my husband that I wanted to attend, he scuffed at the gesture, but unknown to me at the time, was secretly turned on by the idea of me going and handling some of the toys he thought might be there. Leaving him with the kids, I went to the party, but didn't stay long as I thought that he really didn't like me being there. What I didn't know was that the thought of the party had aroused him and he had begun secretly browsing through online sex toy catalogues and reading stories and instructions on how to use them. Eventually, his curiosity about sex toys got the best of him and he placed an order for several items that included two penis-shaped vibrators without telling me. I couldn't believe it when he finally told me what he had done and I anxiously awaited their arrival. While the thought of him placing the order aroused me and I couldn't wait to see our new acquisitions, I really didn't know why he had done it. Did he want to simply spice up our sex life or was he feeling inadequate about his size again, thinking that he needed to use such items to keep me happy and interested? Could it be that he had fantasies about me having sex with someone else, someone with a larger cock than his? Who could tell, but whatever be the case, I couldn't quit thinking about the arrival of that package. When the order was finally delivered, I eagerly opened it to survey it contents. Upon cutting through the tape I found the box to be well packed with shredded newsprint, making it difficult to see anything right off. My heart nearly jumped out my chest as I reached in to remove the packing and my hand came in contact with a soft and nicely textured 8-inch long penis-shaped jelly vibrator. It was longer than any cock I had ever touched and measured over 1½ inches in diameter. I could feel a tinge of wetness build within me as I fondled it and imagined what it would feel like in my pussy. Digging deeper into the box I found a smaller, but equally sensual jelly vide that was marketed for anal use, some scented lubrication, a vibrating egg, and a cock-ring. My heart pounded with excitement when I realized what my recently reformed and now almost kinky husband must have had in mind for me when he placed the order. I stood there looking at his selected battery of toys in total, but very excited disbelief. I could feel dampness forming within my panties just thinking about what the night may have in store for me. I couldn't wait for him to get home! When Mark finally arrived at home, he immediately wanted to see what had arrived. I led him to the bedroom where I had opened the box and told him that I was going to take a shower. I slipped into our large walk-in shower and began to lather up, my hands brushing across my hardened nipples as I washed. I had just finished washing my hair and was standing there enjoying the warmth of the steamy water and the thoughts of my cunt being stuffed full of that large pink dildo when the shower door slowly opened and my husband stepped in behind me. I immediately turned to kiss him while he gently caressed and washed my back, eventually working his way down to the crack of my bum. My body instantly responded to his gentle touch and I instinctively leaned forward slightly and spread my legs, giving him better access to my ass and sopping wet cunt. Moving very slowly and methodically, he trailed his fingers up and down my crack a couple of times teasingly, pushing the tip of his index finger against my puckered asshole before pulling his hand away from me. In just a few short seconds, his hand was back, this time coated with scented lubricant. I turned my head and caught the light scent of pina colada as I felt his finger once again pushing against my hot rosebud. I let out a soft moan as I felt it penetrate my opening, spreading liberal amounts of lubrication over the surface as it advanced forward into my ass. I couldn't believe how turned on I had become, my nipples hardening to the point of feeling tight while my pussy became so wet that my slippery "girl-goo" began to drip down onto my thighs. Ever so slowly he withdrew his finger, leaving my opened asshole with a feeling of momentary emptiness when I suddenly felt the warm head of a vibrator slide down my slickened crack. I gasped in total excitement as I felt the tip slide down towards my opening and leaned further forward in anticipation of the marvelous sensation of anal penetration. My body shuddered as the tip contacted my rim and the muscles around my hole began to stretch and expand as it slowly entered me. I felt my asshole stretch even further and experienced a small amount of momentary pain as it advanced to the prominent ridge that delineated the base of the head. With the head embedded in my ass, he held it steady for a few minutes, allowing me to become accustomed to its thickness before withdrawing slightly and again pushing it forward to new depth. I braced myself with one hand and reached down into my bush with the other, searching for my swollen clit with my most talented finger while I felt the pink cock push further and further into my ass. Within a few minutes, I felt the widened base contact my cheeks. I had it all, and it felt wonderful. I felt my sopping wet cunt grow even wetter as he began trusting the simulated cock in and out of my ass. A warm sensation had spread throughout my body as the tip probed sensitive places that I didn't even know existed. Within minutes I gasped and shuddered as the new sensations in my ass and my clitoral play brought me to a very quick and intense but somewhat unsatisfying orgasm. I had another hole to fill and I desperately wanted to feel something inside of it, a finger, a dildo, his cock, any cock. I stopped in-shock at the nature of my last thought, hmmm, I thought to myself, feeling a tinge of guilt for thinking it, I hadn't really thought about cocks other than my husbands since I had taken the vows. What would it feel like? My cunt became notably hotter at the thought of another man's cock entering me. With my back to husband, I thought to myself, I could easily fantasize about having wild sex with some stranger. My mind than quickly shifted to thinking about the size and texture of the large vibe that I knew my husband had warming in the bowl of hot water and I eagerly awaited the penetrating experience I knew was just moments away. I became so entranced in the wild thoughts and fantasies that were running through my brain that I didn't notice my hubby lube up the prize toy and position the tip between my legs. With the anal vibe resting at a fully inserted position, he slowly advanced the large 8-inch cock forward, sliding its textured surface along my slit till I looked down and saw the flared head emerge between my legs in front me. I gasped in excitement as he slowly withdrew it, trailing the head along my slit towards my waiting vaginal opening. I threw my head back in ecstasy and closed my eyes as I felt the tip slide between my lips and began to advance into my waiting vagina, probing further and further into my wetness. As it probed deeper and deeper into me, I felt my body shudder as it began to stretch areas beyond the length of my hubby's cock. It felt like its slow inward journey had lasted an eternity and that the tip would soon be emerging from my throat. I couldn't believe the sensation, it was to say the least, awesome. Finally I felt the bulbous base touch the lower part of cunt, ahhhh, I thought to myself, it's all the way in. As Mark began to thrust it in and out of me, I secretly began to imagine that I was being fucked from behind by some stranger with a very long cock. As I felt the thickened base push against my stretched cunt lips, I imagined that I could feel his tightened sperm-filled nuts slapping against me, ready to deliver a load of his hot cum into waiting twat. My adulterous fantasy came on fast and strong, causing me to become so caught up in the moment that I completely forgot about the vibe in my ass until I felt it too being worked rhythmically in and out of me in synchrony with the one in my pussy. With the sudden sensation of double penetration, I ravenously attacked my waiting clit with my finger, sending me to orgasmic ecstasy within less than a minute. I fell back against my husband feeling momentarily spent and satisfied. "Its not over yet" he said to me, "we still have some unfinished business" pointing to his rock hard cock as he picked me up in his arms and carried me towards our bed. As he set me on the bed, he put me on all fours, positioned his cock at my opening and buried its entire length into me with one forward thrust. While it wasn't as long as the dildo, his cock felt great in my slickened pussy as he fucked me doggie style for the first time in many months. As my vagina gripped his shaft awaiting his hot cum, I closed my eyes and imagined that he was my second tonight and that his sperm would be mixing with that of the stranger I had fucked in the shower. The fantasy made me hot as hell again and I eagerly began to play with my clit as he pounded away at my widely stretched vagina. A few minutes later I felt his cock start to swell and spasm within me as he emptied all he had deep inside my waiting cunt. I slumped forward onto the bed as he finished, feeling completely exhausted and spent. While the spice he had just added to our sex life was nothing short of awesome, I felt like he had awoken a slutty side of me that up until now, I didn't even know existed. I was hooked and there was no turning back. The thought of loosing control over how far I would take my fantasies almost scared me. There was one thing for sure; our (or at least my) sex life was never going to be the same. With the ice broken and his willingness to experiment with toys out in the open, my husband almost went overboard. Gone were his inhibitions surrounding the subject of sex. Over the next few months our nightstand began to accumulate quite an array of interesting devices, most of which were selected by him to be used on me. As time went on, his selection of vibrators and dildos became increasingly bold with respect to size and realistic features. The dildo he ordered that may have been my true turning point on becoming a cock-loving slut was an oversized thick black model that was molded from a real cock and balls and made of realistic feeling material. The shear appearance of it within its plastic container made me instantly wet between the legs, sporting over two inches of shaft diameter behind a massively wide and prominently ridged head. I touched the material sample attached to the outside of its container and couldn't believe how flesh-like it felt. Having done that, I knew I had to try it and I had to try it now! My husband wouldn't be home for several more hours and there was no way I could wait that long. Besides, I knew that I would be able to get in plenty of practice with it before being subjected to whatever wild and crazy shit he had planned for the night. I carefully opened the package and removed the monster. It looked so sexy in my hand, my thin fingers encircling what I could of its diameter with my red finger nails contrasting against its lush chocolate color. It felt so thick that I figured there was no way that it would even fit inside me. I ran my fingers up and down the massive 8 ½ shaft a few times as if giving it a hand job and my cunt grew wetter by the minute as I thought of it being a real black cock that I was readying for penetration into my hot little box. Although I had never really fantasized about black men in the past, I always enjoyed seeing them in porno films, stretching some little white girl's pussy beyond belief and then covering their bodies with hot cum. Just to see what it was like, I warmed the cock in a glass of hot water, coated the tip of the monster with cherry flavored lube, set it on the bed, closed my eyes and lowered my lips to it. It felt so real going into my mouth I couldn't believe it. Its great size prohibited from me taking any more than the head. It was huge! I had to feel it inside me. I almost came just thinking about how it would look and feel to have its thickness stretching me. In an instant I ripped off my shorts and panties and straddled the monster with my legs spread wide. Placing some more lube on the head and shaft, I guided it to my slit and slid the length of the shaft through my lips a few times, savoring its velvety soft texture and warmth. After the third pass upward, I couldn't stand it anymore and I positioned the large mushroom shaped head at my opening and slowly began to lower myself down onto it. I felt my nipples stiffen and gush of moisture from within as the head parted my swollen lips and began to enter me. The sensation of heat in my crotch rapidly increased as I felt my vaginal muscles spasm around the thick shaft. The sensation was incredible. I had never experienced such fullness in all my life and I hadn't taken in much beyond the head. A moan escaped my lips as it pressed further and further into my cunt and my skin began to feel hot all over as I felt my insides being rearranged by the large invader. I couldn't believe it was going in me and how absolutely incredible it felt to be stretched to such proportions. Large amounts of my slippery fluid coated its surface as it probed deeper and deeper into my twat, filling me like never before. It felt like it had gone a mile into me when I finally felt the balls push up against my rump. I gasped with excitement at the sensation, realizing that I had taken it all without the slightest bit of discomfort. I closed my eyes began to ride it furiously, imaging that I was impaling myself on some well-hung black stud. When I opened my eyes and looked into my bedroom mirror, I saw my widely stretched lips tightly wrapped around the thick chocolate colored shaft that glistened with my wetness as it pumped in and out of me. Upon seeing the full length of it disappear inside me, I felt an urgent need for orgasmic relief and began to tweak my clit with my free hand. Within minutes, I felt an orgasm building and my body began to shake violently as I instinctively shoved myself down onto the thick shaft as hard as I could as if expecting it to deliver a load of baby-making seed into my waiting womb. As I came, I closed my eyes and rocked myself back and forth on the fully embedded phallus to simulate the pulsing waves of a cock that was ready to explode until I collapsed onto the cool bedspread in shear exhaustion and sexual gratification. It seemed that I was getting closer to my goal of a true vaginal orgasm. From that point on, the large cock became my favorite toy and was secretly named "my little black friend". Unknown to my husband at the time, in the weeks ahead, my little black friend became a frequent visitor of my crotch, sometimes paying it more than one visit a day. There was one thing for sure, despite all that I said and believed in the past, it was becoming increasingly evident to me that there was a lot more to the size thing than I had realized. I couldn't believe how I came to crave the sensation of fullness that only a large phallus could give me. Would a real cum-filled cock of equal or larger size take me over the edge without my body requiring separate manipulation my clit? That was a question that I just couldn't answer, at least not yet. Little did I know, the answer to that exact question would be revealed to me out of the blue in just a few short months. Over the next few months, our new and improved sex life, although well accessorized, began to become a little humdrum. Things just started to become somewhat too predictable. Essentially we would go to bed, there would be a massage that sometimes ended in oral stimulation, he would fuck me with one of our many vibes and closely watch it slide in and out of me and then finally fuck me with his own cock. Our downhill slide in the excitement category first started when my doctor found me to have become hypertensive and I was taken off birth control pills. This meant that my hubby had to begin using condoms, at least during my more fertile times, which was something he really didn't like. "They really block out the sensation" he used to say. While I really didn't understand why, I could actually sympathize with the lack of satisfying sensation during sex. Although I had never said anything, his practice of waiting to fuck me until after we had used one of my larger vibes often left my cunt so stretched that I didn't feel much of him with or without a condom. The frustration and concern that developed within me over this, increased with time and on several occasions, I felt it worth it to forego the dildo pleasure and take the risk of pregnancy and have him fuck my untouched and unprotected cunt just to keep us active and interested in one another. While I didn't really relish the idea of another pregnancy and the associated weight gain etc., at times I found myself longing to have another cuddly new born and even brought it up to my hubby on one occasion. "No way" he said, "we have enough to deal with now" without the addition of another mouth to feed." His position was clear and he was probably right. I dropped the subject even though the thought of it continued to enter my mind from time to time. After about three months of what I'll call a "sexual slowdown" for the lack of a more appropriate term, my husband was selected to attend a work-related convention in a city about 200 miles South of my home town. Since he planned to drive to the conference, I decided to leave the kids with my aunt and have him drop me off at my parents place for a short visit with them and some of my old friends that I hadn't seen in years while he attended the meeting. He took several extra days off so he too could visit my folks before proceeding to the meeting. Knowing that I would be spending several boring nights alone in my old bed, I secretly decided to pack my "my little black friend" and a vibrating egg in my personal bag to keep me company while he was away. Awakening The Slut Within Me Ch. 1 On our first night at my parent's house, one of my best friends from school came by for a visit. A lot had changed since I had last seen her. I found out that she had recently separated from her husband of 7+ years and was on a rather wild dating binge. Of course she wanted me to come out with her to a local bar and catch up on old times. I looked to my hubby for approval, but with him having heard bits and pieces on some of her recent sexual adventures, he adamantly rejected the idea. "No way" he said, "it's a bad idea, she is acting like a whore and is looking to drag someone into it with her." "I've been around the block a few times and know how these things work." "Trust me, if you go, she will be attracting guys to your table trying to entice you into her bullshit." "It's a bad idea and something we really don't need to get caught up in." His remarks infuriated me in that it clearly showed that he didn't trust me. You're ridiculous I replied. "All we want to do is go somewhere and talk." "Look" he said, "I really don't want to get into a fight over something so stupid right before I take a long trip." "I love you and I trust you." "If you really think it will be ok and want to go, then go and have fun, just be careful." With my hubby's approval, Linda and I made plans to go the following night, after my husband had gone off to the conference. I honestly looked forward to our catching up session and hoped to talk some sense into her about what she was doing. It was about 5 PM when my hubby headed off to the convention. Upon seeing him off, I went into the house and poured myself a hot bath to get cleaned up for my first real girls night out since I had gotten married. After my relaxing bath, I reached into my bag in search of something to wear. As I searched the bag my hand came in contact with my little black friend and I paused for a moment and smiled. Even if what my hubby predicted was true and Linda tried to lead me down a sinful path, I could always play along, get turned and come home for an episode of satisfying dildo sex. That wouldn't constitute cheating, would it? I pulled a clean white pair of bikini briefs up my naked legs and over the mound of my pussy and looked at myself in a full-length mirror. Despite my age of 32 and having had two kids, my body was in fairly good shape. The extra weight from my most recent pregnancy was nearly gone and my legs had fully resumed their shapely appearance. My 34 D-cup tits still maintained a nice perky appearance and I had gotten a pretty good tan started before the trip. I decided that I would wear my favorite dress for our little rendezvous. It was a very nice red sexy model that I had been saving in anticipation of my weight loss that I had last worn when I was still dating my husband. The skirt was somewhat short, exposing a good portion of my shapely tan legs. The top was rather low cut and was supported by two thin straps, leaving my nicely tanned shoulders, my cleavage, and a good portion of my back exposed. To my delight, I was able to slip right into it and it felt and looked fantastic. Since the weather was on the hot and muggy side, I decided to wear my shoulder length brown hair up in a loose roll. With my makeup complete and a quick splash of perfume I was ready to go. I slipped on a pair of red pumps with 4-inch heels and headed out the door just as Linda was pulling up in the driveway. Although I hadn't lived in the area for quite some time, I recognized the bar that Linda drove to as popular nightclub with a long-standing reputation of being a pick-up joint. No surprise considering my company, I thought to myself as we exited the road and entered the parking lot. Despite the fact that it was a Thursday night, there seemed to be a lot of cars in the parking lot and the place appeared quite lively. What I didn't know was that Thursday was ladies night. This of course meant that we got in free but at the same time meant that there would be a lot of lonely and horny men looking someone to hook-up with for the night. Knowing this brought me back to my hubby's concerns and comments regarding Linda's behavior and intentions and immediately put me on guard. Despite my apprehension, I quickly found the ambiance in the club to be very sensual and exciting and began to get caught up in the atmosphere. There were lots of cozy tables and booths situated around the dimly lit room and a very large interesting dance floor at the front of the layout. The central bar looked very inviting with multicolored lights illuminating an overhanging rack of margarita glasses and its well-stocked shelves of liquor bottles. Linda and I proceeded to a table, ordered our favorite drinks and started talking about her recent life changes. She told me that her relationship with her husband just slowly deteriorated and that they had grown apart from one another. She then said that sex had become almost non-existent and when it did happen, it had become very mundane and lacked any sense of passion. "I just couldn't take it any more," she said. With me being somewhat nervous and not yet used to the hot weather, I rapidly finished my margarita and ordered another as our conversation became increasingly interesting. This was a rare opportunity for me. On most outings with my husband, it was usually me that served as the designated driver, having come here with Linda, I could drink a little and enjoy myself for a change I thought to myself as I ordered another drink. Linda and I had just started talking about her recent dating escapades when a tall good-looking dark headed man who obviously knew Linda motioned for her to join him on the dance floor. In a second, my friend was dancing the night away leaving me alone with my thoughts and my drink. I had no sooner got into my drink and a good game of people watching when I felt a gentle tap on my bare shoulder. I turned around to find my face at the level of the crotch of the greatest hunk of a man that I had ever laid my eyes on. He was nicely tanned, clean-shaven, over six feet tall and very well muscled. His hair was blond, short on the sides but collar length in the back. He wore a light blue tank top and tight faded jeans that covered his muscular ass, leaving little to the imagination. "Hi", the stranger said to me. "Would you like to dance?" I hesitated for a second thinking about what my hubby had said but then quickly decided that there would be no harm in a dance. Besides, it had been years since I had danced and I really missed it. I chugged down the last of my drink, got up from my table and stood in front of him. The stranger said, "My name is Ross what's yours" as he gently grabbed my hand and led me towards the dance floor. "Denise" I replied as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and we proceeded toward the floor. At that point our conversation ended as the thunderous music from the speakers shook the dance floor made it impossible to talk effectively. Once on the floor, we danced through the remainder of the first song and completely through another when the lights suddenly dimmed and the DJ mixed in a nice slow and very sexy number by one of my favorite groups. "Would you like to stay out here," he asked, taking me into his strong arms. "Sure" I replied, beginning to feel the alcohol erode my inhibitions and warm my skin. Ross gave me a gentle hug and a kiss on the lips as he held me close and we danced. "Do you live around here" he asked looking down at the rings on finger. "No," I said, "I grew up here but moved away several years ago, I'm just visiting while my husband attends a conference down South." "I'm a graduate student in mechanical engineering over at the University," he said, "my company sent me here to get my Ph.D. so in a way, I guess I'm just visiting also" he said, smiling at me. "Looks like your friend and my roommate are getting along pretty good" he said, motioning over to the left where Linda and the tall man were locked in a passionate open mouth kiss. Suddenly it hit me, she had set this whole thing up. Maybe my hubby's suspicions were right. Even so, I still felt that I was in control and I was enjoying myself. I decided to let the evening go on without ever letting on that I knew she had sent him over. After the song ended, Ross led me back to our table only to find that my glass had been picked up and our table had been taken over by other people. We eagerly scanned the room looking for another, eventually settling for a booth in a dimly lit section. Ross and I sat on one side and Linda and Pete on the other. We all talked on into the night, told few jokes, and laughed a lot, while I consumed at least two more potent margaritas. By this time I had a buzz going and was definitely less inhibited than my normal self. As we all laughed and joked, Ross reached over and placed his hand on my lower thigh. The warm sensation of his hand felt good and I didn't resist. I even found myself secretly wanting him slid it further up my leg. Suddenly, the DJ once again dimmed the lights on the floor for another slow set and Ross stood up, asking me to join him. Without hesitation, I placed my hand in his and we proceeded towards the floor. Ross gently took me into his arms again and we danced very close this time. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as his tight muscular body pressed up against me. Sparks of electricity shot down my spine as he began kiss the side of my neck, gently sucking some of my smooth skin into his mouth. I was instantly on fire, my nipples pressed tight into my strapless bra as I felt wetness develop in my panties. Starting at my shoulder, Ross slowly kissed up my neck and then planted is soft lips directly onto mine opening his wonderful mouth and slipping his tongue sensuously over mine as we engaged in a passionate French kiss. As our kiss continued onto what seemed to be an eternity, he drew me even more tightly into him and I could feel his crotch rubbing against mine, gently kneading my damp mound with the huge bulge that had formed in the front of his tight pants. I instantly reciprocated, grinding myself against him as the heat as the wetness between my legs became increasingly evident. I couldn't believe how my body responded to the touch of this stranger. Thank god that the song ended when it did or I don't know what would have happened next. Upon the end of the song, we walked hand in hand back to our booth as if we were a couple. While we walked I couldn't help but look over at his nicely shaped groin area. My eyes must of nearly bugged out my head when I saw the absolutely huge bulge in his pants that started in his groin area and traveled upward for a good distance towards the top of his pants. My God, I thought to myself, is his cock really that long? When we arrived at the table, Linda said that her and Pete were getting tired and hungry and wanted to get something to eat. I myself was also beginning to feel a little hungry so we all decided to walk across the street to a local restrant together. A sense of disappointment over came us all as we arrived and saw that the place was packed and had a long line leading out of the door. Damn, I thought to myself, the only place in town to eat at this hour and its over loaded with people. I was about to suggest a quick trip out towards the interstate where I knew of a Denny's when I heard Pete suggest that we go over to their place and Linda accepted. My heart nearly jumped out of chest when I heard her accept. Stay in control, I thought to myself, you can handle this. Linda and I really didn't speak much as we followed the taillights of the two men driving in front of us. I guess she probably thought that I was pissed at her for getting me into this situation. Finally she looked at me and told me that her and Pete had danced and talked before but had never really dated. "Ross seems like a pretty nice guy and you two seem to be getting along pretty well," she said with devilish grin on her face. "Loosen up and enjoy yourself, your on vacation, besides I have always been your best friend and would never push you into doing anything that you didn't want to do, just say the word and were out of there I promise." "And one other thing, you can count on me to never breath a word about any of this to anyone." With that, the car ahead of us turned into the driveway of a very nice one-story house and stopped. We parked behind their car and followed them into the house through the front door. Despite being an obvious bachelor pad for serious students, the place was very nice and quite neat. Pete immediately loaded a stack of CDs on the stereo, dimmed the lights, and asked if anyone wanted anything. He then popped open a bottle of expensive Champaign and poured each of us a glass as we all sat on the large couch together. In an instant, a tension began to build within the room and it rapidly became uncomfortably quiet when Linda broke the silence by saying "nice place." Pete immediately responded, saying "yeah, its not bad for a rental, would you like to see the rest of it?" "Sure" she replied, getting up off the couch and taking hold of Pete's hand. I heard her giggle as the two headed off down the hallway and disappeared into a room on the left, the door closing behind them. With the departure of my friend, I started to feel a little uncomfortable and nervously sipped at my Champaign. "So what exactly do you work on" I asked, trying to break the increasing tension with small talk. "Building materials," he said. "We are trying to design stronger and more fire resistant materials for large buildings" "Would you like to see some of my models?" "Sure" I said nervously, not wanting to appear rude, or uninterested. He led me to large room near the center of the house that contained a model city sitting on a table. As I stood there starring at the model, he reached out and gently stroked the exposed skin of my back with the tips of his fingers. In an instant, I turned to him and our lips met as the last bit of any logic and common sense I may have had melted away. As our lips touched, I instinctively opened my mouth and our tongues mingled as we began to explore each other's bodies once again. Gone were the thoughts of my husband, family and everyday life. The hot lust I first experienced on the dance floor returned with a vengeance, my heart pounding, my skin sensitive and hot to the touch. As the lust began to over take me, I ran my fingers through his chest hair and down to the growing bulge in the front of his pants. As my hand touched his thick member, I instinctively tried to wrap my fingers around its seemingly massive girth, I couldn't do it, it was huge. It felt as if I could only get about half its diameter in my hand. I felt my knees grow weak and an instant surge of wetness in my pussy when the reality of what I was doing hit me. I had crossed the line that bordered the point of no return into my first-ever adulterous affair. I was going to get fucked that night and I knew it. As we broke our kiss I looked up and saw Ross looking down at me. Neither of us said anything and didn't need too. We both knew what we wanted and where we needed to go. He gently took my hand into his and quietly led me down the hallway to his secluded bedroom. On the way down the hallway, we passed the closed door on the left through which we could easily hear the unmistakable moans of pleasure emanating from Linda along with the ominous sound of squeaking bedsprings. The sounds made me even hotter as we passed by on our way to our private destination. As we entered the his room, I immediately fell into a trance-like and very sensuous state of mind, I was finally going to get what I had subconsciously wanted for years, to feel another man's cock deep inside me. Upon closing the door, Ross and I instantly engaged in another long passionate kiss as he rubbed his massive bulge against my sopping wet mound. As our kiss ended he reached up to my shoulders and gently pushed the straps of my dress down my arms and undid the clasp of my bra. My hard nipples stiffened even further as my bra dropped to the floor and I stood there in the cool air with my tits exposed to a man other than my husband for the first time since I had said "I do." For the first time in months I felt hot, alive, energized and very much wanted. Ross gently took my half naked body into his arms and kissed his way down my neck, slowly working his way slowly towards the swell of my chest and my ultra sensitive erect nipples. He took my left nipple between his teeth and began swirling his tongue around it while he fondled and massaged my right breast with his muscular hand. My breathing and heart rate quickened in response to the sensation and I slumped backwards while I held his head between my hands. I then felt one of his hands slowly reach up under my skirt and begin lightly massaging the inside of my hot thighs. A moan of ecstasy escaped my lips as I felt his magic fingers work their way up higher and contact the outside surface of my wet panties. I felt his fingers trace the outline of my swollen lips through the material and then work their way over to the side, eventually finding their way underneath and making direct contact with my hot slippery crotch. I felt first one and then two of his large fingers slip between my inner lips and enter my waiting vagina, slowly working their way deeper and deeper into my slick love tunnel. Without hesitation, I reached out to the top of his jeans and undid the single button with one hand as I lowered the zipper with the other. With his assistance, I lowered his pants below his knees and he stepped out of them, leaving only a thin pair of bikini briefs covering his garden of paradise. Wanting to keep up the momentum, I slide my hand under the thin elastic waistband and pushed down, dropping them to his knees and unleashing the monster restrained within. I gasped at the sight of it. It was beautiful and was easily longer and markedly thicker than cock any that I had ever laid my eyes on. The flared purple head was over three inches wide and set on top of 10 inches of velvety smooth textured shaft that easily measured 2 ¾ inches in diameter. Underneath his huge member was a very large and heavy set of balls that I knew were full of hot sperm. I couldn't believe my eyes. Caught up in my heated lust, I quickly shimmied out of my skirt, lowered my wet panties to the floor and stood in front of him totally naked and extremely aroused. I was hot and I wanted him. I nestled my naked body against his and gently stroked his muscular chest, working my way downward across his rippled stomach muscles and down onto his wonderful manhood. As my hand encircled as much of his member that it could, I very gently stroked and caressed it while I watched with total amazement as tiny beads of precum formed on the tip of the large mushroom-shaped head. The diameter of his shaft felt bigger around than a beer can. Although I knew he was far to large to fit into my mouth, I slowly went down on my knees and closed my lips around the tip, working my tongue around the rim of the large head as I caressed the thick shaft with my hand. Within minutes I felt a mild spasm in his beautiful cock as a jet of salty precum shot from the tip and coated my tongue. I instinctively swallowed tasting the wonderful fluid flow down my throat. "You're too big" I said shyly, "I don't know if I will be able to handle you." Shhhhhh he gently whispered to me as he lifted me up and laid me on my back near the edge of the bed. I spread my legs wide in anticipation of his touch as he slowly lowered his muscular body on top of me with his feet still planted on the floor. As his hot body contacted mine, he slid himself forward, bringing his lips to mine as we shared another long passionate French kiss. My body shuddered as I felt the heat of his cock and the wetness his precum on my belly while his tongue explored the inside of my mouth. At the conclusion of our kiss, he raised-up slightly and began kissing his way down my body pulling his cock back as he went. As he neared my belly button region, I could no longer feel his cock resting on me. Awakening The Slut Within Me Ch. 1 Further and further down he worked his oral magic on me until I felt the tip of his tongue part my inner pussy lips and encircle my clit. Jolts of energy shot through my body as I felt the heat of his tongue on my waiting button. Within minutes, I was shuttering in orgasmic ecstasy, making my cunt relax and grow even wetter. From there, my new lover began working his kisses up towards my head again and I soon felt the warmth of his beautiful cock as it probed the slicked lips of my cunt. As Ross took one of my hard nipples into his mouth, he leaned further forward ever so slightly, causing the tip of his wide cock-head to spread the petals of my inner lips and enter my shallow antechamber. I gasped in pleasure as he released my nipple and pressed in while I looked down to see the huge mushroom shaped head engulfed in my widely spread pussy lips. Without warning, I suddenly began to feel a sense of intense pressure build within my cunt as the tip of the head found my well-lubricated vagina and began to enter me. He held still for a minute while the muscles surrounding my vaginal opening began to quiver as they stretched to accommodate his girth. After about what I thought were five minutes, I felt another brief bit of intense pressure in my cunt as the widely flared rim of the head made its way into me. As the rim passed the external-most boundary of my opening, the sensation of pressure gave way to a warm feeling of fullness like I had never experienced before. Each time I became accustomed to the girth and loosened up, he would gently push forward, slowly sinking more and more of the massive organ into my hot tunnel. I was in heaven; my vagina had never felt so comfortably full. No words can describe the absolute excitement and pleasure I experienced. The feeling of internal warmth and fullness seemed to flow outward throughout my body as the ridge of the flared head massaged my vaginal walls, giving me wave after wave of intense sexual pleasure. With his cock buried about half way in me, I felt him withdraw slightly and then push a little harder forward. A loud moan escaped my lips as I felt several more inches slide into me and the tip of the thick head contacted my cervix. When I felt him again withdraw himself ever so slightly, I lifted my head and looked down at my crotch and watched in disbelief as I saw the last two inches of thick shaft disappear beneath my black muff and felt his large heavy balls come to rest to my lower ass. I lay there for a second in total ecstasy as I looked at my widely stretched lips wrapped around his beautiful shaft, feeling my internal ligaments stretch to accommodate the intruder. After a few minutes of allowing me to further stretch and become accustomed to his full size, Ross began a slow rhythmic in and out trusting. Starting slowly, he began to massage my womanhood with short strokes, gradually increasing the length and tempo. Within a few short minutes my body began to shake and the tell tale signs of an impending orgasm became evident. It built up in me slowly at first but rapidly increased in intensity until I finally began to scream and gasp in ecstasy as wave after wave of the most intense sexual pleasure I have ever experienced shot through my body. Ross held still as my body shuttered and I bucked against his pubic bone. His magnificent cock had done it, I thought to myself, my first vaginal orgasm, it was everything I ever heard about it and more, and I couldn't wait for another. After allowing me to come down off my cloud, Ross began thrusting the full length of his manhood in and out of my stretched and well-lubricated channel. I rode his cock like a whore, pushing my pelvis forward to meet his every trust while the sound of squeaking bedsprings and the sloshing sounds emanating from my crotch flooded the room. As another vaginal orgasm began to build within me, I threw my legs up over his shoulders, assuming a position that allowed him to go even deeper into me. After about three thrusts in this position, he pushed in deeply and held still. "I need to rest a second" he said, "I want this to last and don't want to come yet." As we held still with the full lenght of his wonderful cock buried inside me, I could indeed tell that he had been very close to cumming. I felt his shaft and head pulsating within me as gush after gush of watery precum jetted out of his cock and tickled my cervix. As I held him deep within me, a strange sense of pressure began to build within the deepest aspect of my twat as the accumulation of his manly fluid began to distend my upper vagina. As the intensity of the pressure reached a peak stage and almost became uncomfortable, there was a sudden and unexpected release accompanied by a warm tingly sensation that slowly ascended up into my body. "Oh God," I gasped; the sensation was beyond description. He was filling my unprotected cunt with sperm and hadn't even reached his peak. The sensation put me over the edge and yet another intense orgasm erupted within me as I fulfilled my secret fantasy of taking another man's sperm into my pussy. I could hardly wait for the grand finale! When the pulsations in his cock subsided, Ross once again resumed the wonderful pattern of in and out thrusting. Coated with my own fluids and his precum, his cock easily slid in and out of me. After approximately two minutes of intense thrusting, I felt my forth orgasm of the night welling up inside me. An intense flash of heat developed in my twat as my vagina clamped down onto his thick member. The sensation of it almost sent Ross over the edge as he pushed deep into me and held still in an attempt to ward off an orgasm. Once again, I felt my upper vagina begin to distend with warm fluid as he held the tip of his magnificent cock head deep inside me. I couldn't believe how much precum he was pumping into me and wondered how much more there even was. I wasn't complaining though, I had been sort of a cum slut since the very first time I had ever had intercourse and my cunt would gladly accept all the sperm he had to offer. A few minutes after we had resumed a pattern of full length in and out thrusting, I felt the monstrous cock within me begin to swell and pulsate. The pace and ferocity of his thrusting rapidly increased as I readied myself for the grand finale. This is it, I thought to myself as I tried to squeeze my vaginal muscles against the growing member and pulled hard against him with my legs, feeling a massive orgasm building within me as I thought about what was about to happen. "Fill me with your cum" I gasped in anticipation of the long awaited event. In one powerful forward thrust he once again seated the tip of his cock tightly against my cervix as pulse after pulse of hot thick semen jetted into my waiting cunt. He slammed his cock in and out of me several times as more and more cum erupted inside me, pistoning large quantities of his thick white manly fluid up though my cervix and into my waiting womb. The sensation of his cum inside me triggered the most explosive orgasm I had ever experienced in my life, causing me to almost black out with the sudden wave of intense pleasure. In an instant, the warm ascending tingly sensation was back in my lower abdomen as I swear I could almost feel his sperm swimming their way up through my womb in search of their target. I lay there and reveled in the sensation as he collapsed on top of me, his thick member slowly shrinking and retracting from my slick cunt. As the thick head emerged from my stretched vagina, I raised myself from the bed and leaned forward to lick his wonderful tool clean as torrents of his hot cum ran out of me, coating my upper thighs and forming a puddle on the bedspread. I looked down at my gaping cunt and saw that my entire slit was packed with thick white cum that was slowly working its way out of my widely stretched channel. I wondered how I was going to get home without making a mess out of my dress and my friends car when I suddenly remember that I had a pad in my purse. I slipped the pad into my panties to dam up the remaining cum, got dressed and tried to compose myself. As I left the bathroom and entered the living room I saw Linda sitting on the couch sporting a big smile. "I didn't think you guys were ever coming out," she said jokingly. "We really need to get going, I have to be at work in few hours." I suddenly looked at the clock in horror as I realized that I had stayed out all night. What would my parents think if they had stayed up waiting for me? Little was said as we drove home. The guilt and reality of what I had done began to set in and I found myself beginning to get angry with Linda. What the hell did she think she was doing putting me in such a compromised situation that could easily destroy my wonderful marriage and life? Did she have some kind of jealousy over what I had that made her want to destroy it. Even more importantly, what was the hell wrong with me for allowing lust to overcome me like that, I should have known better. Almost as if she knew what I was thinking, Linda looked over at me and smiled, "don't worry," she said, "your secret is safe with me." As we pulled into the driveway I was relieved to find the house dark and quiet. I carefully crept inside and went directly to my room, hoping that no one heard me come in. As I got into bed, I decided to remove or at least change my pad. I couldn't believe how saturated it was with our combined fluids and it had a strong and unmistakable scent of sex. Large amounts of white cum still clung to my black bush and the inner lips of my gaping cunt while my inner thighs bore a wet glistening sheen. I ran my fingers up my widened slit, feeling its hot wet and sensuously slippery texture as I began to relive the night's activity in my mind. My fingertips soon found my button and began to caress it when I suddenly remembered the toys I had packed to get me through the lonely nights. Fantasizing about having a second cock in one night, I grabbed my little black friend and eased the velvety head into my slick tunnel. With me still being stretched to a larger size and wet with the mixture of our fluids, the dong slipped easily into me but still yielded the sensation of fullness that I craved. As I worked the length of the shaft in and out of me, eventually sinking it up to its base and rocking it back a forth to simulate orgasm I felt the tip begin to push against my cervix. With the sensation of fullness and the intense stimulation to my newly discovered and very sensitive G-spot, I felt the onset of yet another orgasm build within me, and my whole body began to shake. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out as wave after wave of pleasure came over me and the atmosphere was filled with the unmistakable scent of hot pussy. As I slowly withdrew the glistening shaft from my cunt, a flood of warm cum flowed out of my tunnel, down the crack of my ass and onto the sheet forming a slick wet spot beneath me, a sight that would give any observer the impression that I had just gotten laid. I fell back onto the bed totally exhausted and finally completely satisfied, eventually falling into a deep sleep. When I awoke I found myself home alone, as everyone had gone out to do their regular daily activities. I got out of bed, showered and proceeded back to my room to get dressed when I saw the obvious cum stain on the sheet. I hurriedly removed the sheet and placed in the washer, wanting to get it clean before anyone got home or worse yet my hubby arrived. As I cleaned up I found myself wondering what had gotten into me, Yes, I was a very sensual person but I usually don't need to get banged continuously like that to satisfy me. As I reached for a brush from my purse my check book/ calendar fell to the floor. What day was it anyway, I wondered, having lost track of the month while on the trip. As I looked at my calendar I felt a sudden bolt of fear course through me. Last night would have been day 13 of my cycle, the first day of my most fertile period. Oh shit! I thought as I suddenly remembered the large volumes of the stranger's sperm that I had taken up my pussy. I began to panic. What should I do? How long do I have to wait before a pregnancy test would work? The guilt over what I had done began to over take me and the thoughts of certain divorce tore through me as I wondered if my husband would ever find out or worse yet that I had gotten pregnant. After careful consideration of everything, I reached the conclusion that there was only one way to handle this. I would come clean, tell him what happened and suffer whatever consequences would follow. If he was going to divorce me, at least I was on familiar ground and could get some sort of life started for myself. As I continued through my regular morning routine thinking about how I would approach the subject when my husband returned later that night, the silence in the house was broken by a ringing telephone. Thinking it was my mom checking in with me, I picked up the receiver and said hello. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard Ross's voice. I had left my wallet in his room last night and he called my parent's number when he found it inside. He then told me that he would be home for a couple of more hours and gave my directions on how to get there if I wanted to come out and pick it up. Embarrassed at having done something so irresponsible, I borrowed my mom's spare car and drove out to reclaim it. Upon arrival, I knocked on the door and Ross quickly answered, "come on in" he said as he opened the door. "My roommate is already at school and I was just starting to get ready, I have late schedule today" he said. "How are you feeling?" he asked, smiling at me. I looked down at the floor, embarrassed over how I had behaved and for being so stupid as to leave my wallet there. "A little hung over and tired but otherwise OK," I replied. "I really enjoyed last night," he said, seeing my embarrassment, "your husband is a very lucky man." As I began to blush at that last statement, Ross reached out and gave me a gentle hug. In an instant we were once again sharing a long passionate kiss and before I knew what was happening, I was naked on his bed with his cock buried up too his balls in my wet and still very stretched pussy. Even with me being tired and hung over, I was able to come twice before he once again emptied his nuts deep inside me, filling me with yet another load of his hot semen. I got up, dressed myself, grabbed my wallet, kissed him good-bye and headed home. How the hell did that happen again I wondered as I drove home. Had I lost my fucking mind? Upon arrival at my parent's house I took a quick shower to freshen up, and put on some clean clothes in anticipation of my husband's return later that night. I had no sooner got out of the shower and was drying myself with my favorite beach towel when I heard a car door slam outside. It was my husband! Wow, that was a close call, I thought to myself as he entered the house. "Hi sweetheart, I missed you," he said looking at my naked body. I instantly became nervous, could he tell what I had been doing? Were there any tell tale marks on my body? Had I thoroughly washed off the incriminating evidence between my legs? I thought as he approached me. "How was everything while I was gone" he asked, almost as if he could sense that I was hiding something. In an instant, the guilt overcame me and my eyes began to tear. "Honey you were right about Linda" I sobbed, "she led me into a bad situation and I was unfaithful to you, I got drunk and had sex with another guy last night" I said, avoiding any mention of what had just happened an hour ago. There was an instant onset of a deafening silence as Mark became visibly pissed to a point where he almost scared me. "Where is that fucking little whore" he asked, "I want to have a little visit with her, one she won't forget for awhile." "It isn't totally her fault" I sobbed, "she may have led me into it but it was me that let it happen, the strange thing is that as it did, I realized that it was something that I had subconsciously wanted for a long time, maybe even years." "What brought it out and really got me started into thinking about it was our use of all those dildos." "I know I can never expect you to trust me anymore, to be honest with you, I don't think I could even trust myself not to do it again." "I love you and I don't want to loose you, but I will fully understand if you want to divorce me," I said as I began to cry harder. Once again a piercing silence developed in the room before he said, " I don't want to loose you either" as he hugged me. "Tell me about what happened." With that, I proceeded to tell him about last night minus some of spicy details, most notably that I had let him cum inside me. Even without the details, the story made us both a little hot and we had some of the best sex we had in years right there on my old bed. Before it was all over, he had came twice deep inside me and gave me the best clitoral tongue-lashing I ever had between the episodes of intercourse. Little did he know, as his sperm mixed with Ross's deep inside me, my hubby had just fulfilled another of my many new fantasies. After we made love for the second time, we cuddled between the sheets and discussed our future. I almost couldn't believe my ears when he said that if he had to, he could handle sharing me with another man every once in a while. The only requirements he had were that there would never be any emotional attachments and that I would always tell him about the experience afterward. "If that's what we need to do to keep you happy and us together so be it," he said, "I don't really like it, but I can live with it." After we talked about it further, we both decided that perhaps the best way to deal with this would be to become swingers. As we drove towards home the next day, we made plans to go to some swingers clubs and to place some online adds. I could hardly wait to get home and get started. Despite ours plans to venture into swinging, both of us had become quite happy with our monogamous relationship after we got home and over the next few weeks, I even had a few vaginal orgasms during sex. Still thinking about my calendar, I anxiously awaited day 28 of my cycle. The day eventually came but my period did not. As two more weeks went by with still no hint of menstruation, I secretly began to panic and went to my doctor. After running a battery of tests, she said that I had trace amounts of the pregnancy hormone HCG in my blood but that the levels were way lower than they should be at six weeks. Her best guess was that I had become pregnant but that it had not taken. If my period didn't start within two weeks, I was to come back for another test. A few days after my visit, I was delighted when the telltale signs of a period became evident. What a relief I thought to myself, I had dodged the bullet! There was no way that was ever going to happen again, I thought to myeself. I called my doctor and told her to schedule a tubal ligation surgery for the following week. The weekend before my surgery, Mark and I decided to go out for an evening. As the night went on, we eventually found ourselves at one of the best swinger's clubs in the area. While we didn't really partake in any activity, we met a real nice professional black couple that we almost instantly made friends with. After we went home and discussed it, we decided that when we were ready, they would be our first venture into the world of swinging. My pussy became wet just thinking about it. Little did my hubby know, this would allow me to fulfill yet another one of the many new fantasies that he had created with his toy experimentation. I can hardly wait for my doctor to give me the green light to resume sexual activity. Awakening The Slut Within Me Ch. 1 Sincerely Denise XXXX Saint Louis, MO Awakening The Slut Within Me Ch. 2 It was two days prior to by 3-week post-operative check-up from my tubal ligation surgery when Mark was scheduled for 2 weeks worth of out of town work. What a drag, I thought to myself, we were very likely to get the go ahead to resume sex and he has to leave. I was really bummed out by the news and the thought of two more weeks of waiting. After all the waiting I had already endured, I was horny and hungry for real cock. The evening of my husband's departure was horribly quiet and dull. I sat around and watched a little TV and started thinking about making something to eat when the phone rang. It was Bill, the husband partner of the black couple we had met at the swing club asking if Mark and I would like to go to dinner with them. Not really wanting to cook and being rather bored, I told him that Mark was out of town but that I would be more than happy to join them. Bill said great, and we made plans to meet at a nice restaurant/club just a few miles from my home. Upon hanging up the phone I took a shower, got dressed and took a taxi out to the club, looking forward to an evening of socializing and good food. The club we picked was very nice and the food was nothing short of spectacular. We ate, had a few drinks and talked into the evening, eventually moving from the restaurant to the lounge. The lounge was large and very elegantly decorated. A live jazz band played on an elevated stage over a very nice and roomy dance floor. We hadn't been at our table for more than 30 minutes when Tina's cell phone rang and she went into an adjacent room to take the call, leaving Bill and I at the table alone. As Tina left the room Bill stood up and asked me for a dance. Even though I felt a little nervous about dancing with someone else's husband, I accepted his gesture and headed out to the dance floor. As we neared the floor, the band began to play a slow sexy number and Bill held me close as we danced. As we danced, the apprehension I felt initially began to fade away and my body began to respond to his gentle touch. I nearly gasped as I felt him brush the large bulge of his crotch across my bush, causing an almost immediate onset of heat and wetness in my panties. With alcohol once again eroding my inhibitions, I closed my eyes and ground my wet crotch against him as I felt his lips contact the side of my neck. In an instant our lips met and I opened my mouth to accept his probing tongue, not even taking the time to look back at table to see if Tina had returned. As our kiss ended, I looked across the room and breathe a sigh of relief when I found our table just as we had left it. Bill once again started working his magic lips up the side of my neck to my left ear. After kissing around the base of my ear he whispered, I think Tina is going to spend the night with her boyfriend, would you like a little male companionship for the evening? I almost couldn't believe my ears. Tina had a boyfriend and it was acceptable to her husband and here he was propositioning me! The thought of it all made me hot and I instantly wanted to accept but didn't because I was still in a state of shock and disbelief. My lack of response must have began to make Bill nervous because he instantly started to apologize for his behavior until I looked him in the eyes and said, "yes, but only if Tina is indeed leaving and what we do remains our little secret." A few minutes later, Tina finally returned and told us that something had come up and that she had to leave right away. "Can you take Denise home sweetheart?" she asked. "Sure" Bill replied. "Don't wait up for me, I'm probably going to be very late," she said to Bill with a peck on the cheek and a wink. A few seconds later she was gone, leaving Bill and I alone to do as we pleased. After Tina left, the curiosity finally got the best of me and I had to ask, "how do you handle her having a boyfriend, I don't think my husband would ever go for that." "Its all part of having an open marriage I guess, we started off as just being swingers but as we got further into it she asked if she could have a regular boyfriend or two." "I found it to be little weird at first, but then I finally just accepted it, he said" "You see, we love each other very much but we really don't do much in the way bedroom activity." "Why" I asked, sort of puzzled by his statement. "Lets just say that the good lord blessed me with a little more down there than Tina can comfortably handle." "She actually prefers a little smaller man." I couldn't believe my ears. He had to be huge, I mean real huge for her not to want him. My twat got wetter just thinking about having a second cock other than my husbands, and a large one at that. I couldn't wait to try him out for myself. After dancing a few more songs and consuming at least two more drinks, Bill and I headed out the door to his car. Since Mark would be out of town for a full two weeks and it was a lot closer, I decided that it would be OK for Bill and I to back to my place. As we drove towards my house, Bill reached over and placed his hand directly over my waiting cunt and began to trace the outline of my swollen lips through my pants. Although I found the gesture a little forward, I didn't stop him and even found myself moving closer to him as if we were lovers on a date. By the time we got into my house my body was on fire and I was in bad need of a cock. We had no sooner made it into the front door of my house when we started kissing again and I reached down and undid his pants, wanting to free the prize I had brought home after enduring several weeks of abstinence. I gasped with excitement as I slipped my hand down the front of his underwear and came in contact with my semi-erect quarry. It was one of the largest and most beautiful cocks I had ever seen. The widely flared pinkish-purple head glistened with a coat of precum giving it a very inviting and sexy appearance. Behind the head was at least 12 inches of very hefty chocolate colored velvety smooth woman-pleasing shaft that easily measured 2 ½ inches in diameter. How could any woman not like this I thought to myself as I slowly lowered myself to my knees and gently stroked and caressed my prize cock to fully erect status. Bill's cock felt distinctly different than any I had ever felt before. Even fully erect, it had a rubbery smooth feel to it as I wrapped my fingers around what I could of its girth and gently squeezed as I stroked up and down its massive length. As my hand completed a gentle down stroke on the monster and my fingers came in contact with his large tightened balls, I opened my lips and encircled what I could of its magnificent head while I ran my tongue around the rim of the flared head, tasting the wonderful salty precum that had coated tip. As I slowly worked more and more of the monster into my mouth, I gently caressed his large heavy balls and the base of the shaft with my hand. As I continued to work my oral magic on his manhood, Bill began to roll his hips back and forth, slowly fucking my mouth with the head of his massive cock. Within minutes I felt a spasm develop deep within his balls as oodles of hot white cum erupted from his cock head and filled my waiting mouth. Again and again I felt my mouth distend with his hot fluid as I swallowed load after load of his wonderfully manly fluid while the excess volume overflowed the border of lips, ran down my chin and dripped onto my cleavage. Without requiring any "time to recover" as my hubby says it, Bill reached over and undid my pants, raised my shirt up over my head, undid my bra and slid my panties down to the floor. He then completed undressing himself, picked me up and carried me into my bedroom. Without wasting a second, he laid me on my back, crawled up over me and positioned the cum-soaked head of his cock at my opening. As the massive head began to enter my waiting cunt, the intense pressure I had first experienced with Ross, instantly developed in my pussy and rapidly progressed into a sharp pain. "Ahhh, wait a second" I said, "your to big, we need to go a little slower." With that, Bill ever so slowly inched more and more of his magnificent manhood up my longing love tunnel, giving me the warm feeling of fullness I so desperately needed to feel and secretly longed for since I had been with Ross. While the his large member fulfilled my craving for the sensation of fullness, his cock felt distinctly different from any I had ever experienced before. Its soft rubbery texture massaged my vaginal walls with an intensity that was almost beyond description and I reveled in the sensation of it gently stretching me, filling me as it slowly glided deeper and deeper into my hot tunnel. Over what seemed to be an eternity, I felt more and more of his massive organ go into me, probing to unexplored depths until I finally felt his large balls contact my rump. I laid there and reveled in the sensation and the thought of knowing that I had nearly 13 inches of my first chocolate cock buried inside my unprotected cunt and was fulfilling one of my hottest fantasies with another man and was doing so in my own bed. After a few minutes of allowing me to further stretch and become accustomed to his full size, Bill began to slowly move his massive organ in and out of pussy. Starting with slow short stokes, Bill massaged my womanhood like I had never experienced before, gradually increasing the length of his stroke with time and almost continuously changing the tempo from fast short strokes to very slow long strokes in which he used a good portion of his massive length. As he slowly slid the entire length of his manhood deep inside me, I felt my vagina begin to pulsate and the tell tale signs of an impending orgasm rapidly became increasingly evident within me. My orgasm came on quickly and I began to scream and gasp in ecstasy as wave after wave of intense sexual pleasure shot through my body, causing me to raise my ass clear off the bed as if attempting to take even more of his manhood into me. As I came down from my orgasmic cloud, Bill once again started to slowly thrust the full length of his wonderful cock in and out of my well-lubricated channel. Within about 30 seconds, a second orgasm began to build within me and I threw my legs around his muscular waist, pulling him tightly against me and seating the tip of his cock tightly against my cervix. As I moaned and once again began to buck up against him, I felt his cock swell to massive proportions and begin to pulsate. Bill suddenly thrust forward wildly three or four times as I felt jet after jet of his hot cum erupt deep inside me, filling my waiting twat with his hot sperm as my own orgasm reached a peak and I collapsed on the mattress beneath his muscular body. For the next five minutes or so, we both lay there with his cock still buried deep inside me and kissed while we both reveled in the feeling of sexual satisfaction. What I couldn't believe was that unlike all of my previous lovers, his cock never really shriveled and retracted from my cunt. While it did soften a bit, his manhood remained semi rigid and still felt awesome inside me. What didn't really expect at all was that in just a few minutes, I once again felt his cock begin to stiffen and swell in my channel. I couldn't believe it; he was going to fuck me again! As Bill's cock stiffened to the point where I could once again feel the tip of its massive head push up against my cervix, he began the same alternating pattern of slow and fast thrusting as we engaged in a passionate French kiss. Without warning he pushed the full length of his wonderful shaft into me and stopped, "do you have any toys?" he asked quietly. "I want to give you some of the most intense pleasure you have ever experienced. In an instant, I slid myself out from underneath him, his cock emerging from my cunt with an audible pop. As I shimmied across the bed towards my nightstand, I left a tell-tail trail of our combined fluids across my bedspread. Upon reaching the nightstand I opened the drawer that contained the arsenal of sex toys my hubby and I had collected over the last few months including my little black friend. "What do we have here?" Bill asked, as he picked up my favorite toy. "It looks like maybe you have been fantasizing about black cock for awhile," causing me to blush. "Yes" I said shyly. "Well, what would you think about having two big black cocks at once" he asked as he reached for a bottle of lubricant. What did he mean I thought to myself? Surely he didn't want to put either in my tight little ass, there was no way either would fit, or was there? When Bill rolled over onto his back and positioned the base of my little black friend between his thighs with the shaft an inch or so parallel to his own, I knew exactly what he wanted me to do. "Come on baby," he said, "once you try this you'll never want anything less." Although apprehensive about what I was about to try, I stood up over him lowered myself to my knees and tried to position my cum soaked twat over his manhood, trying to forget about the presence of my little black friend that was waiting to go up my ass. As I lowered myself down onto his thick shaft, I guided the head towards my opening and slowly sank down onto it, savoring the soft rubbery texture as it slid back into my waiting void. When I had taken the first several inches of his manhood into me and was still well above my little black friend, I felt Bills lubricated fingers slide into my butt-crack. Slowly and methodically, he worked one and then two of his large fingers into my puckered asshole while I slowly pumped my wet twat up and down the first few inches of his thick shaft. As I thrust myself onto his manhood, I felt his fingers work deeper and deeper into my ass, using a twisting motion as he began to slide them in and out of me. The combined sensation was beyond belief and I instantly felt yet another orgasm building deep within me. My body shuddered wildly as I came, causing me to relax further while I instinctively sank myself further down onto Bill's manhood. As I reached the level of my little black friend, Bill withdrew his fingers from my bum and guided the velvety head of my toy to my rim, pulling me down gently as he did. In an instant I felt my asshole stretch widely as the fat head pushed into my semi-relaxed and well-lubricated hole. "Oh god" I gasped as I pushed myself down a little harder onto the penetrating members, feeling the rim of the head on my toy push beyond my opening and slide into my butt. The sensation of total fullness was beyond description as the two large members probed deeper and deeper into me, instantly triggering yet another intense orgasm. As my orgasm came on strong, I forced myself down hard onto the two massage poles, burying both to the hilt as I moaned in ecstasy. As I came down from my intense high, I began to work myself up and down on the two members, riding Bill like a whore that had undergone lifelong sexual deprivation. Each time that I came down hard on the two members triggered another orgasm, causing me to buck and squirm wildly as I came again and again while Bill pressed up into me. "Cum in my cunt, flood me with your sperm," I growled as I came down hard onto his groin, impaling myself with the full length of both shafts. With that, Bill had held out as long as he could and I felt his massive meat start to swell and pulsate within me. In an instant, I felt the first jet of his cum splatter hard against my cervix, triggering the start of yet another intense orgasm. With the onset of the most intense I orgasm I had ever experienced, I fell forward onto his torso and eagerly stuck my tongue into Bill's mouth as we engaged in a passionate French kiss. As I fell forward I felt several more jets of Bill's sperm shoot into my waiting twat and he grasped the base of my little black friend and shoved it forward, driving the full length of the shaft up my ass to where the balls entered my butt crack. As he held the dildo deep in my ass, Bill pumped his massive cock in and out of my cunt as more and more of his hot cum erupted inside me, eventually running down the sides of his shaft and onto my bedspread. As the last of his cum shot into me, we both collapsed onto the bed completely exhausted and spent. After a few minutes of rest, Bill slowly withdrew the huge dildo from my widely stretched ass and I raised my well-used pussy off of the intruder housed within it. As I got up, torrents of white sperm ran from my widened slit and onto Bills, flat stomach and pubic mound. Instinctively, I went down and licked up as much of the precious fluid as I could, savoring its wonderful taste as it ran down my throat. We both finally collapsed in each other's arms on my bed and slept together until the first rays of sunlight peeked through the blinds. "See ya around" he said as he left, "I had a great time." "I look forward to doing this again and having your husband try a round or two with Tina" After Bill had left, I cleaned up as much of the evidence that I could and sat there and thought through what had happened. I couldn't believe what I had done and how truly addicted I had become to the sensation that could be achieved only with a large or better yet an oversized cock. There was no turning back now. I had become a cock-loving slut and there was little I could do to ward it off. Even my hubby, the toys and occasional swinging episodes would not be enough to keep me satisfied. To make matters worse, my experience with Bill had opened yet another door into my sexuality. I felt that I owed it to myself to try a double penetration experience with two real and preferably large cocks in my ass and pussy at the same time. Who knows, with time and the acquisition of further experience, I may even consider having yet another cock in my mouth simultaneously. With my newly acquired fantasies rapidly becoming sexual objectives rather than dreams, my only option was clear, I needed to have a boyfriend or two that I knew had the capacity to satisfy me when I needed it. My only problem was getting my hubby to see it that way. While I awaited my husband's return, I made the decision that I was going to have some boyfriends, with or without his approval. After all, it was his actions that started all of this in the first place. As I thought about it further, this venture wouldn't necessarily have to be a unilateral effort all the time. I would have no objection to having Mark watch on occasion and with maybe even actively participate in the fulfillment of my double and/or multiple penetration fantasies. Even if he chose not to watch or join in, I would always be willing to tell him about my experiences. How could he pass on such a deal? Over the next few days, I placed several on line personal ads and have already received a few emails and I am eagerly awaiting more. I can't wait to see his reaction when I tell him my decision and eagerly look forward to what my adventure holds in store for me. Denise XXXX St. Louis, MO