Bob was a guy she had met at her health club and they had been carrying on an affair for over three months. Cheryl had told me about several of their previous dates and it seemed that Bob really encourages Cheryl’s exhibitionism, going as far as having her do a sexy striptease in front of two of his envious friends.
As a condition for letting me accompany them, Bob had requested that Cheryl abstain from sex for two weeks before their date. Cheryl told me that Bob wanted her to be extra horny, and as for me, well let’s just say that it took quite an effort not to masturbate while anticipating the upcoming event. At her suggestion, Cheryl and I spent the entire day before her date shopping for a sexy new outfit.
I took a special interest in helping her choose extremely provocative clothes, including a tight black miniskirt and a sheer white blouse. Cheryl also selected white fishnet stockings along with a lacy white garter belt and G-string panties. To top off the look we got a sexy pair of black platform shoes with five-inch heels.
Throughout the day Cheryl continually teased me, saying things such as, “I’m in the mood to be really fucked hard tonight. Wait till you see Bob’s cock, it’s huge.”
It was all I could do to keep from coming as I sat on the edge of the bed, massaging my rigid member and watching Cheryl dress. It’s become something of a ritual for me to help Cheryl prepare for her dates. Earlier that evening I had carefully shaved her pussy until it was smooth as silk. As she dressed for a date, Cheryl performed what I like to think of as a reverse striptease, and I often ended up jacking off. Tonight was no different.
I watched her bend over to fasten a delicate gold chain around her ankle. I was quite close to orgasm when Cheryl noticed me in the mirror.
“Oh Mike you are a naughty little boy, aren’t you? Don’t come yet, though. Wait until later, okay?” giggled Cheryl as she straightened the seams in her stockings. I reluctantly took her advice and tucked my erect cock back into my pants while she continued to primp.
Cheryl had just put the finishing touches on her makeup when the doorbell rang. I quickly excused myself to answer the door. Cheryl said she would be about twenty minutes more and so I offered Bob a drink while waiting. I felt a sharp pang of jealousy as I saw that he was extremely handsome, well over six feet tall with a strong, muscular physique. At the same time my cock stiffened as I imagined Cheryl making love to this Adonis.
Bob wasn’t paying much attention to me as he surveyed the living room from his seat on the couch. It was clear from the way he looked at me that he considered me a nuisance, so I resolved to be as inconspicuous as possible throughout the evening. Nevertheless, I tried to start up a conversation by remarking, “You know, Cheryl says that you and her have had a lot of fun over the past three months.”
“Yeah, man, you could say that. Your woman sure does like to fuck. That’s for sure,” he said with an arrogant flourish. I was about to respond when I was interrupted by Cheryl bouncing down the stairs to meet Bob. She greeted him with a lingering French kiss.
On the way to the restaurant, I drove Bob’s Lincoln Continental while Cheryl and Bob made out in the backseat of the car. After a quiet dinner, Bob and Cheryl spent an hour dancing at a local nightclub. As she and Bob danced, I could see her grinding her pussy against his crotch. Watching Cheryl’s blatant seduction, I developed a raging erection. After a particularly sexy dance, Bob and Cheryl returned to our table and said, “C’mon boy, let’s go. It’s late and your girlfriend says she needs my big pole.”
Cheryl ran off to the ladies room as we exited the bar. While walking to the car, Bob told me how he planned on fucking Cheryl on the way to his house, but that he didn’t want me hanging around after that. Although I was quite disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to watch their entire session, just the thought that my beautiful girlfriend would soon be spreading her legs for this stud had my cock straining in my pants. When we reached the car, Bob climbed in the backseat while I got behind the wheel.
It was only a couple of minutes before Cheryl joined Bob in the backseat and we were soon on our way. As soon as I had driven out of the parking lot, Bob unzipped his pants to unleash his hard cock. “Suck it baby,” he growled. Cheryl immediately leaned over and began to mouth his swollen rod. I glanced into the back and saw a sight I’ll never forget. Cheryl was kissing the head of an absolutely enormous cock. It must have been at least ten or eleven inches long and three times as thick as my slender rod. My cock had formed a tent in my pants as I frantically tried to find a secluded spot to observe Cheryl and Bob. It took about five minutes, but I soon found a deserted street and quickly pulled the car over to the side. By this time Bob was lying somewhat uncomfortably across the backseat and Cheryl was on top of him, straddling his huge cock. Her blouse was unbuttoned to expose her firm tits and her skirt was bunched up around her waist. I immediately pulled out my cock and began to stroke it.
It so happens that earlier that day I had purchased a diamond engagement ring and I had hoped to ask Cheryl to marry me the following week while on our annual vacation. However, the beautiful sight of Cheryl impaled on Bob’s massive pole inspired me to ask Cheryl to marry me then and there. When Cheryl heard my proposal, she just giggled, “Of course I’ll marry you, Mike. I love you.” Hearing these words, I was ecstatic and immediately pulled out the diamond engagement ring I had recently purchased. Cheryl didn’t even miss a beat as she continued to rock back and forth on Bob’s dick while allowing me to place the diamond ring on her finger. “It’s beautiful, sweetheart. I love you,” declared Cheryl, leaning over to give me a kiss.
When Cheryl leaned forward to kiss me, Bob’s cock slipped out of her pussy. Bob pulled Cheryl back toward him while furiously roaring, “What the fuck is going on? I thought I told you I don’t want this wimpy guy anywhere near you tonight!” Cheryl immediately turned her attention back to Bob as she cooed, “Oh, Bob, I’m so sorry. He won’t get in the way anymore, I promise. Come on, you get on top. I want you to fuck me hard.” She then lay back on the seat while Bob positioned himself between her luscious thighs.
All the while I continued to stroke my dick. I noticed Cheryl’s diamond engagement ring sparkling in the moonlight as she reached between her legs to insert Bob’s swollen rod. The lust and pride I felt when I saw her ring made me truly appreciate the fact that we were to be married. It was a truly incredible sight as I watched my fiancée with a muscular stud between her legs, her platform shoes draped over his broad shoulders with his glistening manhood pounding in and out of her soaked pussy. The car was rocking back and forth with Bob’s thrusts, and Cheryl’s moans and whimpers of orgasm created a real soundtrack of lust.
As I watched I felt an incredible craving to feel, taste and even smell my wife-to-be’s delicious body. Remembering the angry tone of Bob’s earlier remarks, I realized that for tonight at least Cheryl was to be Bob’s alone. Grasping about for some method of enjoying all the beautiful sensations of my fiancée, I finally reached over the seat and grabbed Cheryl’s discarded G-string. Clutching it in my hand, I immediately brought it up to my nose and savored the delicate smell of her perfume mingled with the musky scent of her pussy. As I watched Bob thrust in and out of Cheryl’s cunt, I slipped the silky panties over my hard cock and began to masturbate in time to their lovemaking. It was only a matter of minutes before Cheryl’s cries of pleasure triggered my orgasm. I squirted my pent-up sperm all over the tiny white triangle of her panties.
“Oooh, yes, yes. Fuck me harder!” moaned Cheryl as Bob brought her to yet another climax with his driving penis. Meanwhile, even a stud like Bob had his limit as Cheryl’s skillful caresses coupled with her luscious pussy pushed Bob to the limit.
He threw his head back and growled, “I’m coming, baby!” while unloading his seed into the depths of her pussy. After Cheryl and Bob had straightened up, I drove them over to Bob’s house.
“Would it be alright if I came in for awhile?” I asked, as I carefully parked Bob’s car out front.
“No way! I promised Cheryl I’d let you watch us once, but I’m not going to have you hanging around my house. You can get the bus down at the corner,” responded Bob. Cheryl noticed that I was very disappointed.
“Just a minute, Bob,” she said. “I’ve got an idea. Mike, why don’t you take out your dick and play with yourself for me.” I wasn’t sure what to do, but one look at Cheryl leaning forward with a mischievous grin and I immediately unzipped my pants to free my soft prick. “C’mon Mike, stroke it. Make it hard,” urged my fiancée. I began to slowly stroke my cock with my right hand while fondling my balls with my left. “You liked watching me fuck Bob, didn’t you Mike?” teased Cheryl as her eyes never left mine. “Did you see how many times I came? His cock is so big I just can’t get enough of it. It feels so good when he’s inside me I just want to fuck forever,” cooed Cheryl.
Giving Bob a sexy smile she reached over to run her hand over his crotch. I was quite close to coming for the second time that evening when Cheryl reached down between her legs and scooped up some of the copious semen leaking out from her pussy. She then brought her fingers to my lips so that I could smell and taste the remnants of their coupling. “That’s it Mike, lick it up,” whispered Cheryl while I licked and sucked her fingers clean, savoring the delicious taste of Cheryl’s juices coupled with Bob’s tangy semen. Bob, meanwhile, was chuckling softly, as he found the whole situation quite amusing. I ignored him completely, however, as I continued to stroke my manhood. Cheryl’s sexy teasing soon brought me to another tremendous orgasm as I spurted semen all over my hand.
As soon as I had finished spilling my load, Bob ordered me out of the car. I stood there, come dripping off my hand as Cheryl and Bob walked up the steps to the door. I longed for another opportunity to observe their passionate lovemaking, but it was not to be. As I learned later, Bob and Cheryl spent the remainder of the evening together engaged in a fabulous sex session. I took almost an hour to get home where I ended up masturbating to one more tremendous orgasm while just imagining Bob and Cheryl engaging in all manner of erotic escapades.
Cheryl and I were married last September in a beautiful small chapel in the mountains. We had planned on spending our honeymoon at a nearby resort, so after saying our goodbyes to the guests at the reception, we drove off to the resort. What I didn’t know was that Cheryl had planned a surprise for me when we finally reached our hotel. It was almost ten when we arrived. Following the custom, I lifted Cheryl up and carried her through the threshold into our suite.
As soon as I had closed the door, out came three enormous men from the bedroom. All three of the guys were well over six feet tall and played for a local semipro basketball team. “Congratulations Mike, my name is Larry and that’s Bill and Jim. Let me be the first to kiss the bride,” laughed one of the guys as he took Cheryl from my arms and gave her a wet kiss.
I guess I must have looked pretty shocked as Cheryl giggled, “Surprise, honey. I thought you might want our wedding night to be extra special, so I invited some friends. Why don’t you pour us some champagne to celebrate while we get comfortable in the bedroom.”
In Larry’s arms Cheryl looked like a tiny doll. As he walked into the bedroom my cock stiffened at the thought of these massive men making love to my bride. I poured five glasses of champagne while shedding my clothes. As I entered the bedroom, I noticed that even in her five-inch heels, Cheryl was over a foot shorter than any of the guys. Two of the guys had sandwiched Cheryl between them. While Larry was kissing my wife, Bill was intent on unzipping her dress. It wasn’t long before Bill had unzipped my wife’s wedding dress, tugging it down over her hips and tossing it unceremoniously into a corner of the room. Cheryl’s bra and panties didn’t last long either, leaving my lovely bride wearing a white lace garter belt, sheer white stockings and white satin heels.
My cock was near bursting as I watched Cheryl slowly unbutton Larry’s shirt to expose his muscular torso. She covered his chest in kisses, slowly working her way down toward his crotch. Cheryl then undid Larry’s belt and unzipped his slacks, pulling them down around his ankles. Cheryl repeated her actions with Bill and Jim until all three men were standing in their underwear. With a naughty little smile over at me, Cheryl knelt down in front of them and slowly tugged down first Bill’s then Larry’s and then Jim’s underwear to reveal their semihard cocks.
“Oh, wow, I love your big cocks,” moaned Cheryl as she began licking and sucking Larry’s large rod. It grew to at least ten inches! Next, Cheryl turned her attention to Bill. Within a couple of minutes his prick was also fully erect. Bill and Larry had by far the largest cocks I had ever seen, but when Cheryl had finished with Jim, I was shocked to see that his manhood was almost as big as my forearm!
As I learned later, Cheryl had contacted them through a local swingers’ magazine and she had carefully culled the ads looking for a group of well-endowed men. My pretty bride was absolutely fascinated with their cocks as she alternated between each of them, kissing and licking up and down the entire length of their shafts.
After enjoying my wife’s oral worship of his cock, Bill lifted Cheryl up and placed her on the bed. He immediately moved up between her outstretched legs and began to rub his giant cock-head between Cheryl’s juicy pussy lips. Just the touch of his prick on her clit excited my wife.
“You’re going to like this, baby,” Bill said.
“Hey, ditto, my man,” Cheryl retorted. “You are going to like this, too.”
I saw Cheryl shudder as the monster cock penetrated her inner walls. It wasn’t the first shudder nor would it be the last. I wasn’t sure if it would fit in my wife’s tight pussy, but with her copious juices easing the way, Bill’s meaty cock was soon buried balls deep.
I couldn’t have imagined a more incredible wedding night as I softly rubbed my throbbing penis. Larry was standing near me sipping his champagne as he chuckled, “Man, I couldn’t believe it when your wife said she wanted us to fuck her on her wedding night. But hell, it sure looks like you are enjoying yourself.”