I Did It For Love

I did it for Love by Rhinoman Author's Note: This story was inspired by Boswell's, "Cock Crazy Wife." However, after the opening plot, with all due respect to Boswell, I wanted to take it in a much different direction which I like better. I hope you enjoy! My wife, Karen, is petite at five feet, two inches tall. She is a knockout with blond hair, and sparkling light-blue eyes. Her legs are perfect, topped off with a tight, round ass. The only thing out of proportion for Karen is her chest. She has the biggest tits imaginable on such a petite frame. They don't sag and look positively mouthwatering without a bra. The best thing about it is that they are completely naturally and feel great. I love Karen very much and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that the first thing that caught my eye were those huge, firm 34-D's on such a tiny girl. We were married right out of college a little over two years ago, and have had a great marriage. until now. Karen has a sister, Jessica, who is twelve years older than her and looks completely different from Karen. I've often wondered if they are from the same parents, but never wanted to offend Karen by asking. Jessica is tall and skinny, (we see `eye to eye' and I'm 5'-10". She almost looks like one of those European runway models with no ass or tits. Anyway, Jessica is a very successful interior designer living in L.A. and we hadn't seen her since our wedding day. The two sisters would call each other on holidays, but mostly communicated by email. They really don't have much in common. To be honest, I think Jessica is a snob and don't really care for her. The only time we met, at the wedding, she seemed to evaluate me as `not good enough' for her sister and cut me down at every opportunity. She always gave a little smile or laughed so it would come across as just `good natured,' jesting. Living on the East coast, away from her, was just fine with me. Things were going just fine with our marriage until I made a decision I would later regret forever. I don't travel too much with my corporate tax consulting position, so when I was asked to take a trip to L.A. to review a company's financials that we represent, I called Karen right away, and suggested she join me so she could visit her sister. Stupid mistake! Karen wanted to surprise Jessica, so we didn't announce our arrival, and instead, we just drove to her house, walked up to the front door, and rang the bell. There was no answer. Karen tried the door and it was unlocked, so we opened it up and walked inside. We were just about to call out for her when we heard groaning coming from the back of the house. Karen snickered and said, "Shhhhh. let's be quiet and take a look." I was caught up in the moment and thought it might be kind of funny to catch her sister in the act of making it with some guy. I should have stopped us right then and there. We got to the door, which was open, and both looked in at the same time. I had never seen anything like it in my life! Jessica was face down on the bed, on her knees with her ass high in the air, while this tan, young guy was ramming in and out of her cunt with the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man. It wasn't just long either; it was thick, as well. That's when all my troubles began! Quickly looking at my wife's reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned-on, not disgusted like I thought she would be. A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my six-inch cock was perfect, and that even it hurt to get `all of me' in her at times. I'm sure she had never even imagined a cock the size of the one plowing into her sister. I have seen more than a few x-rated videos, and the cock I was watching was bigger than any I had ever seen, even on the famous porn stars. At that moment, I felt extremely inferior. We were both embarrassed at what we were witnessing and pulled back so that we wouldn't be found out. Heading back outside, we went out and found a coffee house to wait them out. "Can you believe how huge that guy was?" Jessica asked after we were seated with our latte's. "Yeah. it doesn't seem normal," I shrugged, trying to play it off as no big deal. The rest of our conversation was pretty meaningless, but I could tell that my wife couldn't get the picture out of her head. We finished up our coffees and headed back to Jessica's place. When Jessica opened the door, the two sisters hugged and we pretended like we hadn't even been there. A few minutes later, Brad came strolling out of the back room and was introduced as the guy she was living with. At 20 years old, Brad was 16 years Jessica's junior, and was almost five years younger than Karen and I. He was the prototype `surfer dude,' lots of muscles, tanned, and blonde - the perfect California stud. Over dinner, we found out that Brad had met Jessica when she was reading down at the beach. A few dates later he had moved in with her. Jessica insisted that Karen and I stay with her and Brad, so after dinner, Brad helped grab are things out of the trunk and put them in the guest room. We decided to call it a night, explaining that we were pooped from the cross- country travel. Fortunately it was Saturday and we would have Sunday to spend together before my work was to start on Monday. Several hours later, I awoke to the sounds of moaning and the creaking of bedsprings. My eyes were adjusted to the dark now and when I carefully stole a glance over at Karen, I saw that both her eyes were open. listening. She whispered to me asking if I was awake, but I decided I'd rather pretend to be asleep than talk about it. When we woke up the next morning, our room was awash with light. "What time is it?" I asked. Karen looked at her watch; "wow. it's already 11:00. We must have really needed the sleep." We both got out of bed when Karen said, "Hey, look at this. Jessica left a note. Dear Sleepyheads," she began, "get your bathing suits on and join us out back, Love Jessie." "Sounds like fun," I said, digging around in my suitcase for my swimsuit. I quickly had my baggy trunks on and watched as my beautiful wife pulled up straps over her shoulders, covering her magnificent breasts. Karen typically wore a modest one-piece suit that matched her midwestern upbringing. It was a perfect Southern California day, not a cloud in the sky and the pool area was neatly decorated with all kinds of exotic foliage and flowers. The pool sported a rock waterfall and Jacuzzi that spilled over, from slightly above the far side of the patio into the pool. Jessica was on a lounge chair, her skinny body wrapped in two thin strips of black cloth passing for a bikini. Brad was in a tight, white, suit that almost looked like biker shorts. The long, thick outline of his soft cock was clearly visible, and not missed by Karen's blatant stare. I'm sure the previous day was still clearly etched in her mind. "Hey! Glad to see you two up," Jessica called out from behind her sunglasses. "Feel free to grab yourself a beer from the cooler." I shrugged, why not, and grabbed a beer for both Karen and myself. We both drink much, Karen rarely, but we were on vacation and it seemed like the thing to do. Reflecting back, drinking on an empty stomach probably wasn't a good idea. We finished the beers and turned down the offer for another, so Brad brought us some type of sweet, tropical concoction, filling our glasses whenever they got empty and we were not feeling any pain. The four of us were now sitting closer together on four different lounge chairs and I knew Karen was getting a little giddy because she giggled about everything. Then she blurted out to Jessica what we had seen from the bedroom doorway when we first arrived. It didn't seem to embarrass Jessica in the least. "The first time Brad screwed me," she said, "it was from behind and I didn't get a change to see how big his cock was until it was all over." She laughed loudly and continued, "I couldn't believe I had really taken all that meat, but I had, and I wanted it again! Some guys will say it ain't the meat but the motion, little sister, but don't believe them!" `Great,' I thought, `keep planting thoughts in her mind.' With that last comment, she stood and said that in California everyone was liberated and didn't have the need for suits in the pool. Dropping the two pieces of her suit, she turned, took a few steps and dove into the pool. It wasn't her being nude that was erotic, because her skinny body wasn't much of a turn on for me, but the thought of skinny dipping was. Then I shook my head to clear the alcohol induced cobwebs. What was I thinking, Brad and his big tool couldn't be far behind! The screeching of the lounge chair as Brad stood grabbed both Karen's attention and mine. He made exaggerated movements, flexing his muscles as he stood, then slowly hooked his fingers under his waistband and dropped his shorts. Karen was all eyes as Brad hesitated to give her a good look at his big tool, and then he jumped followed Jessica by jumping into the pool. I could hear Karen's heavy breathing as she looked at me and asked, "Well, Dave, should we?" I didn't know what to say. Skinny-dipping was something sexy that we had never tried, but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the sexual tension obviously growing between Brad and my wife. "I think we oughta wait until it's just the two of us, Karen," I said. Karen looked a little glassy-eyed and I'm sure the alcohol had affected her more than it had me, because normally she would never even hinted at the idea of doing such a thing. "Come on chickens," Jessica yelled, "we're all adults here." "I think we'll pass," I called back, but then felt Karen's hand on my arm. "Lets do it, Dave. we're always so boring. this seems kind of exciting. What can it hurt?" My wife whispered innocently to me. "Karen. I just think it's a little much," I replied. "The boring accountant and little sis too prude!" Jessica called behind our backs. "Lighten up Dave. I'm going in," Karen said, standing up and peeling off her modest one-piece bathing suit off. She was somewhat of a blur as she sprinted into the pool to avoid being starred at, but I caught her big breasts swinging as she jumped in. She was barely wet when Brad swam right over to her and without any reservations put his arms around her from behind and filled his hands with my wife's tits! Karen's hands disappeared below the water and I watched as Brad's smile got even bigger. I opened my mouth to speak, but was in too much shock for anything to come out. I couldn't believe this was happening. "He's crazy over little Karen's big tits," said Jessica as she sat down on the chair with me. "It's the only thing he's talked about since you got here. And if you ask me, she's been checking out his big cock." I stared in disbelief as Karen turned to face Brad and kissed him passionately. "This can't be happening," I said. "We've never fooled around before." "Relax, Dave, what's a harmless little fling? Especially when you're here watching? You're in California, now, go with the flow and don't spoil little Karen's fun!" I looked over and saw Brad whispering in Karen's ear. Her face turned bright red. he continued whispering and while she shut her eyes. Brad seemed to be pulling her by the hand and as they came up out of the water I saw both his stiffened cock bobbing up and down and Karen's very erect nipples. "Now just a minute," I said finally regaining my composure. I was watching them so intently as they moved in our direction that I wasn't able to stop Jessica from pulling my suit down. I was even more surprised that my dick was hard as a rock and poking straight out for everyone to see. Karen's eyes darted about, first at my erection, and then to Jessica, then back into my eyes. We locked eyes for just a second before she looked away. Jessica broke the silence first, "How `bout I give you a blow job to remember your trip by while my lil' sis gets to experience the eighth wonder of the world?" Without waiting for a response, she bent over and sucked me into her mouth as I gawked at my sweet innocent wife of two years. The sensation of Jessica's warm mouth on my dick had me highly aroused, but it was coupled with my jealousy of Brad laying a towel down on the deck for my wife. Karen had rarely stuck my penis in her mouth and I had never gone down on her before. At that moment I had the feeling that I was going to regret that. Karen looked over at me for the first time since her sister had started sucking on my dick and I heard her say, "I'll suck your dick, but that's all." Karen was on her knees grabbing Brad's hefty cock with both hands. Even at that, there were still parts of his shaft showing on either side of her small hands. His balls and sac were huge and hung down like a big sack of marbles. "It's so huge!" Karen exclaimed, "I don't think I can get it in my mouth." Brad encouraged her and she finally was able to open her mouth wide enough to get the fat, purple head in. Brad then put his hands on the back of her head and slowly eased a few inches into her mouth. Karen started to gag then forced her head back and tried again. After a few minutes of this Brad pulled his beast out and said, "now lick my cock and balls." Karen obeyed without hesitation, her hands roaming up and down his thick, veiny shaft and big balls, followed by her tongue. "Yeah. baby, that's it. You're getting' the hang of it now." In the meantime, I was approaching an orgasm with Jessica sucking violently on my cock, deepthroating me all the way to the base. The tightness of her throat had me experiencing something I had never felt before. "Now it's my turn to taste you," Brad said, surprising Karen. "Uhh. I just said, I'd suck you," Karen said, not knowing what to do. Brad laid her back on the blanket with a towel under her head and said, "just relax and enjoy!" Karen's knees were bent and Brad pushed them apart and slowly lowered his head, his tongue darting out at her navel, then the little crevice between her thighs and groin, and finally all around her pussy slit. "Mmmmmmmm.. Ohhhhh, I've never felt anything like that before!" I grimaced as Karen continued moaning with her eyes shut, thrusting her sweet pussy up into Brad's face. He was a pro and teasing her the whole way. He delicately licked up and down her slit, occasionally darting his tongue into her hole, which was becoming more and more slick. "Uhh. stick it in my, stick it in me," Karen groaned. As I watched Brad tease her clit a little more then jam his tongue hard into her pussy, I felt a groaning within myself as a came hard into Jessica's mouth. "Ahhhhhh.. Shiiiiiiiiiittt !" I cried out, trying to stifle my orgasm. Jessica continued sucking my cum down like it was a hors de'voure, but it was the stare I got from Karen that concerned me. It was like she was thinking, `okay, buddy, you got yours now I get mine.' Jessica continued sucking until I was limp in her mouth and my six-incher shriveled down to a wormy 3 inches as she let it slip out of her mouth. "That was a nice little snack, Dave," she grinned. Brad's hands were pawing at Karen's big breasts, twisting her stiff nipples, as he continued lapping at her pussy. I had never seen Karen so stimulated before and yet, the day was young. His hand moved down from her tits and under her ass so that he was actually squeezing her butt cheeks while pulling her wet pussy into his face. Karen's head thrashed back and forth until she was on the verge of cumming when Brad lifted his face up. "Nooooooo.. Don't stop. I was almost there," Karen cried. Brad continued to diddle her cunt with his finger to keep her stimulated when Jessica cut in, "you don't want to cum that way sis, wait until you cum while his big cock is in you." I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop it, I knew I couldn't. I had just got off with Jessica and Karen was in such an aroused state I was almost sure there would be no turning back. But then Karen surprised me. "I can't. have sex with someone besides. Dave," she said with almost a question. "Can't you just keep doing what you were doing?" At first I was elated, `she was actually turning him down,' I thought. Then her evil sister stepped in to throw water on my fire. "Are you crazy sis? You're on vacation; this is probably the only chance you'll get to experience a cock like this. We're talking a full 12-inches!" "But.but." she continued to hesitate, while Brad expertly brought her back to the verge of an orgasm with his finger rubbing her clit. "Ooh, ooh.yeah,ahh.. that's almost it.." But then he slowed down again and moved away from her hot button. "Here," Jessica said to Karen, "why don't you let your husband satisfy you with his little worm." With that she gave me a shove in their direction. Karen looked up at my pathetically shriveled dick and then over at the giant cock hanging down from Brad's chiseled body. The alcohol and stimulation had defeated worn her defenses down and she looked weakly at me, "please. honey. would it be okay?" The whole situation was so bizarre. The fact that I was even considering her question was insane. Maybe it was the alcohol jamming my senses or maybe it was just a weird fantasy all guys ponder about another guy banging their wife. All I could see at the time was my wife, pleading with me like she was in agony, but not wanting to feel guilty. I looked into her eyes and mouthed `I love you,' then said, "it's okay honey. go ahead." Karen's legs were spread wide and Brad moved into position, with his monster- cock poised at the entrance to my wife's obviously wet cunt. Jessica looked up from my shriveled prick and said, "He measures a smidge over twelve inches long and just over seven inches around. Magnificent, isn't it? Don't worry about little Karen, he's good at what he does, and I'm betting he can bury it to his balls!" I looked on in awe as my wife grimaced. Brad slowly worked his giant rod into her tight opening, stretching her skin tightly around him. Karen was moaning and grunting, pounding on Brad's back with her tiny hands. Brad kept up his invasion of her tiny cunt. He was an expert, feeding her two or three inches, then backing up just a little - then moving ahead a few more inches, then backing up again. I was waiting for Karen to yell, "stop!" or scream in pain, but she didn't. Her eyes shut and her mouth wide open, with no sound coming out. After a few minutes of this routine, Brad had his entire length buried in my wife. His big sac and balls were crushed up against the crack of her ass. She had taken it all! They lay still together, for a few minutes. Brad seemed to be allowing Karen time to adjust to his big log, but also, I think he was trying to get used to the tight fit. Then he slowly began drawing his cock out, the shaft seemed to draw out of her pussy forever, until the head of his dick was resting at the opening. "No, don't stop. oh! God it feels sooooo good! Put it back in," Karen moaned. Brad didn't disappoint and smiled down at my hot wife while he thrust forward in one big motion, driving his cock the full length into her. "Oooooohhhhhhh shiiiiiiiiiit !" Karen cried, gritting her teeth. Brad began to pound that big dick in and out of my wife's cunt with all of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and then slammed back down into her. I could hear her wet cunt slurping loudly as it succumbed to Brad's onslaught. Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Karen went completely wild. She was delirious with lust and passion, scraping his back with her nails, pulling his ass deeper between her legs. She was fucking him like an animal in heat. I couldn't tear my eyes away from that big appendage of his plowing into a pussy that previously had only been entered by me. I fought feelings of jealousy, excitement, happiness for her, and pride in knowing that she was my wife. I looked up to her face and saw the lust pouring out of her. Her amazing tits were almost hitting her in the chin and his pounding rocked them up and down her chest. And, then, they started to come. It wasn't slow or gentle. It was an explosion! Karen came with a scream and almost-pained moans and gasps. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around Brad. Finally, with a deep grunt, Brad tightened his ass cheeks, curled his toes, and shot his cum into my wife's cunt. I felt Jessica's hand jerking my hard-on and shot a small load onto the pool deck as I watched Brad fill my wife's pussy with his sperm. They lay together a few moments, catching their breath, and then Brad began sliding his cock out of Karen's cunt. "No!" she whimpered. He removed his dick and Karen's cunt lips lay open like a butterfly, swollen and red. A huge wad of Brad's slimy cum flowed out of her pussy and ran down between her ass cheeks to the cushions below her. Jessica stood over my wife and laughed, "He's something, isn't he, little sister?" "I...I never...ohh..." Karen gasped in a soft voice. "Well, give him five minutes and a soft bed, and you will think you've died and gone to heaven. How about us girls switch bedrooms for the night? Dave? Is that alright with you?" I wanted to yell "No! Of course it's not alright!" I thought that it was going to be a one-time thing. But I couldn't force myself to say it. Something in Karen's eyes, the way they were pleading with me, stopped me from saying what I wanted to say. Instead, I nodded a small nod, "Hey! It's Southern California, right?" "That's right, Dave," said Jessica, "I don't have to ask Brad if he wants to switch. The way he's looking at your big tits Karen, I know you're in for a long night!" And she was. Jessica fell asleep soon after I finished fucking her bony frame again, but I couldn't sleep. I laid awake in the bed listening to Brad and my wife having the time of their lives. They moaned and groaned and grunted and sighed and screamed in pleasure, time after time after time. The only actual words I heard all night was Karen pleading with Brad, "Oh, no, not my ass! Please, not there! Ow! Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! Shove it all the way in, you bastard!" In the morning I had to get up early to begin my meetings for the week. As I passed by Brad's room, I caught Karen coming out. "Karen, I whispered, "tell me it's all over now." I choked up a little, "I'm ready to get back to our life together." Karen turned and looked deep into my eyes, "Oh, Dave. please." she pleaded. "You don't have to worry about me. You're the only one I love and want to be with forever." "Then why, Karen?" "I don't know, Honey. it's just something built up inside me. You were the only person I ever really dated. I was a virgin when we married. and. and, I guess I just wanted to see what it was like to experience someone else." "But you seemed to be enjoying him so much," I replied. "Oh, Dave. it's not him. I could care less about Brad. It's just his big dick I wanted to experience. He means nothing to me. When I said you're the only one I want to be with forever, I meant it." "Okay," I said, gently touching her face, "I think I can deal with that. At least it wasn't behind my back and I saw the whole thing." Karen gave me the puppy-eye look, "Honey, I'm so glad you understand. This is the only time in our life that this is going to happen. I promise that after the week is over I will go on being devoted to you alone." "What? What do you mean, after the week is over?" I quivered. "Baby," she said as she gently squeezed my arm, "this is the only time in my life to experience someone else. How many women did you sleep with before we were married?" "Well. uh. um," I stumbled. "I saved myself just for you, so don't be so selfish. This is a one-week thing that will make up for all my lack of experience before we were married. I'm not sneaking around on you and never will. Don't you want me to get it out of my system so you never have to worry again?" "Yeah. but." Karen's hand went from my arm down the front of my shirt to my pants. She gave my penis a gently squeeze through the front of my pants. "Just tell me that I've got your blessing. That it's okay to spend the week with Brad and I'll never leave your side again." My mind whirled. What was going on? How had we gotten this far? Was there any turning back? "Karen, I think I understand, but it's so hard for me to see and. and. hear you with someone else." Karen slowly dropped to her knees, her big breasts rubbing down my body. With her head at crotch level, she unzipped me and fished around for my hardening cock. I heard myself groaning as her warm mouth engulfed me. Karen had never been this forward before, as much as I had dreamed about it. I looked down to see her dick sliding in and out of her tight lips. The sight was too much for me and I found myself shooting off in her mouth. Karen rose back up and smiled. I couldn't believe she had swallowed. "Did you like that Dave? There's going to be more where that came from, if." and she let her voice trail off. I looked into Karen's sweet eyes and replied with a barely audible, "okay, but." "But what?" she asked, her eyes giving away her excitement. "You come to bed with me every night. Deal?" "Deal," she smiled. "Thank you sweetie." Somehow I felt like I came out on the short side of that negotiation. I gave Karen one more kiss then headed out the door to begin my fast-paced week. Jessica was right behind me hurrying to open her office. All I could think about on the way to the office was that Brad and Karen would be left home alone, all day, every day, and how I was going to mentally handle the next five days. Fortunately for me the day was so busy I didn't have time to think about what was going on back at the house. It wasn't until I was making the drive back for dinner that reality hit. My wife's been fucking some stud all day. I didn't really know what to expect when I came through the door. Would I catch them in "the act" or what? I was pleasantly surprised to smell the familiar mouthwatering smell of hamburgers cooking on a grill. I dropped my briefcase off in the guestroom and quickly changed into a t-shirt and Bermuda shorts. I figured everything was going on out back so I headed out to the patio. Jessica was in a lounge chair, sunglasses on, taking in the late afternoon rays. She looked up at me and smiled. "Hi Dave, how was work?" "Just great. Where's Karen?" Jessica glanced over to her right. "Ya' know, Dave, Brad's had his hands full all day with Karen's big tits. I'm getting a little jealous at the way he's pawing them so much." I looked over to see Karen walking towards me with a big smile on her face. The first thing I noticed though was that she wasn't wearing a top and only had her bikini briefs on. Her nipples were sticking out further than normal and she had little hickey, bite marks all over her breasts. "Hey hon, uhh. what's with the lack of clothes?" I asked. "Oh, that? Brad said he loved my breasts so much he didn't think I should cover them up all week. Isn't it great? I'm getting to see what it feels like to be a nudist. I could never get away with this back home." Brad strolled up a moment later from behind Karen and slipped his hands up under her arms to heft and squeeze her big tits. "How's it hangin' big guy?" he smirked. Karen elbowed him in the ribs and half-heartedly told him to `cut it out.' But she didn't remove his hands. We sat around a small patio table and ate our burgers - me in silence, while the rest of them chattered on. I couldn't get over the fact I was sitting at a table with the guy who was fucking my wife and to top it all off her perfect breasts were bared for all to see. The real shock came at dessert. "So, Karen," Jessica began, "why don't you show Dave what you did today." Karen's face went beet red, then she shrugged, got up and started to pull down her panties. At first I thought she was going to show me a tattoo - then they all laughed when they saw the expression on my face. Karen's hairy bush was gone. In its place was the baldest pussy I had ever seen. Karen's slit was opened slightly and the tiny corners of her lips were exposed. "What do you think?" she asked. "I.I. love it," I answered honestly, "it's so beautiful I can't believe we've kept it covered up." "That's what Brad said. He said a lovely pussy like mine should." "Never be covered up?" I butted in. "Don't you like it?" Karen asked, her lower lip pouting out. "Well. uhh. yeah, I like it honey," I answered uneasily. "I can't believe Brad's lovin' Karen's little cunny as much as he loves her big tits," Jessica said. "Isn't that right, Brad?" "Yeah, and I can feel myself getting' hard, right now, just looking at her sexy body." Brad stood up and it looked like every spot on his body was flexing muscles. His huge hard-on was obvious under his tight suit. He moved over to Karen from behind and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard, and then tugging on her nipples. Karen's eyes were closed as she moaned. "Man, you gotta love playin' with these big hooters, Dave. I know I do. Thanks for lendin' to me for the week!" Brad grinned. Then he turned Karen around and pushed her down to her knees so she was face to face with the large lump in his shorts. "You're welcome to watch cuz. You might learn a thing or two," Brad nodded in my direction, while Karen yanked his shorts off and let his monster spring free. I felt Jessica's hand on mine and pulled away. "No thanks," I said, "I've had a long day. I'm gonna read for a little bit before turning in. Don't forget to come to bed, honey," I added as I watched her trying to stuff his fat sausage into her mouth. I looked at my watch several hours later. It was 10 p.m.. How much longer where they going to be? My answer came moments later as the door creaked open and Karen strolled in. Her legs seemed slightly bowed and I surveyed her more closely as she walked past me to the bathroom. "Hey honey," she whispered dreamily, "just give me a few minutes." I didn't get a chance to see her when she came out. Karen's hand reached outside the bathroom door and turned off the lights. "I'm bushed," she said, as she crawled into bed. What? I thought to myself. He gets to bang my wife and then I just get to lie in bed with her? "Karen? I thought. you know. we might be able to have sex tonight." "Mmmmm. baby. I'm so exhausted. Can't we just cuddle?" She moved up into me, pushing her big breasts into my chest. My anger quickly melted as we caressed one another. Then I moved my hand down to her bare pussy to caress it and got a shock. The tight slit I was used to was gone, there was so much separation, it felt like a hole. "Do you like the feel of my bald pussy, Dave?" "Sure," I said, wondering if Brad was stretching my wife's cunt beyond recovery. She drifted off to sleep while I stuck first one, then two, then three fingers in her with no problem. Back home unless she was really wet, it hurt her for me to enter her with one finger. As she began to breath deeper, I pulled my fingers out, rolled over, and went to sleep. I couldn't wait for this nightmare to be over, and it was only Monday! Tuesday, I actually had to work well past dinnertime and it was me who was surprised to find Karen asleep in our bed when I got home at 9 p.m. As I slipped into be she rolled over and kind of nuzzled me with her cute, perky nose, whispered, "I love you," and fell back asleep. I couldn't believe I felt somewhat sorry for her - that she was exhausted. Then I remembered why that was and my frustrations returned. Wednesday was started out completely different. Because of our late night, we were actually getting off a few hours for lunch. A few of the locals offered to take me out for a great Mexican lunch, but I passed it up, thinking I'd sneak home and surprise Karen. I should have known better than to do that, but I guess it was my nature to always try and please Karen with surprises. I closed my car door quietly and headed around the side of the house to go through the side yard gate into the pool area. Before I even got the latch undone, I heard voices. "Ahh..fuck me harder Brad.ooohhh it's sooo deeeeep!" Karen cried out. I thought I had seen it all, but as I rounded the corner I couldn't believe the sight. Karen was straddling a lounge chair, which was spreading her legs as much as possible. Brad was behind her and gripping her hip with one hand and pushing her back down with the other. "That's it baby, arch your back more, get that pretty pussy of yours turned up at me." He was slamming into her pretty hard, jarring her body forward with each thrust. "Yeah. yeah. fuck me! Fuck me!" Karen yelled, tossing her head from side to side. "Give me your big cock!" I was wondering how her ass couldn't be black and blue with how hard he was slamming into her, when he began thrusting even harder and grunting. "Ugh.. ugh. ugh. yeeeeeaaahhh!" Brad shouted, pulling my wife into him as hard as he could and holding her tight while he shuddered and shot his spunk into her. I looked at my watch and knew I was going to have to head back to the office. Before I was out of earshot I heard Brad say, "take a dip in the pool and I'll show you something new in an hour." How many times did they fuck in a day? I wondered. By Friday, I was completely frustrated. I didn't want to fuck Jessica and I hadn't had sex with Karen all week. At the same time, I knew she was getting the shit banged out of her all day every day. When I got home I saw a note in Karen's handwriting in our room. `Honey, strip off your clothes and come out back.' Hot dog! I thought, she's thinking the same way I am. I couldn't have been further from the truth. As I walked out in the buff, Karen was in Brad's lap, the two of them caressing and kissing each other. "Hhhmmmm," I cleared my throat. Brad whispered something in her ear and then Karen got up and came over to me. I started to talk, but she put her finger up to my lips. Then she led me over to one of the lounge chairs next to Brad and had me sit down. "I've decided that my body's been the center of attention all week, so now it's my turn to have a little fun," Karen began. "I'm going to play a little game and the two of you are going to play along. The winner gets to fuck me and the loser has to insert the winner's dick into my waiting pussy." "Now wait a second." I began. Karen glared at me. "You're going to play, aren't you Dave? If not then go to our room and I'll be in there later tonight." I felt like it was a lose - lose situation for me. Seeing no way out I agreed. "What do we have to do?" I asked. "First, I'm going to cover your body with sun tan oil. Now lie back," Karen commanded. Brad and I complied, laying flat on the lounge chairs. As Karen began squirting the oil onto my body and working it up my legs, I started getting an erection. Karen noticed it and smiled before continuing with the rules. "After I oil both of you up, I will begin masturbating you both simultaneously. The first one to cum. loses." She giggled. Karen continued running her hands all over my body with the oil, clearly avoiding my rock hard dick. I had never wanted her to touch it so bad, but I knew that if she did, I'd probably cum immediately. Then my dilemma dawned on me. Brad had been coming every hour on the hour for a week and I had been high and dry. I was screwed. After five minutes of working the oil into my skin, I was actually relieved that Karen turned her attention to Brad. I looked over and watched as she worked the oil into his ripped muscular body. With the amount of sex that Brad had had this week, I was surprised that he got an erection as well. It was indeed the full 12-inches. Karen then sat between us; put some squeezed some oil on each of our dicks and then said, "Dave, I hope you can hold out, because the first one to cum, loses." The sensation was remarkable as Karen stroked up and down my cock. So silky smooth. I glanced over at her other hand and saw that she was having to stroke up and down, quite a bit more. I looked up into Brad's face and was disturbed to see him grinning at me. My attention was quickly back on myself as I was already feeling the urge to cum and started humming to myself. Then I felt a firm squeeze that caused the feeling to go away. I looked up at Karen and she winked at me. My wife was helping me to win! I don't know why I felt such a feeling of appreciation for Karen, because after the fifth time of almost cumming and her squeezing me off, I was going nuts. I had never wanted to cum and not wanted to cum so much in my life. "I'm going to play with your balls on the count of three. one. two. three!" Karen let go of my cock just in time. A drop of pre-cum had formed at my piss hole. Playing with my balls wasn't much better. Karen gently squeezed and then began fondling my sac. It felt so good and my cock was sticking straight up from the sensation. Again, I was just about to cum and Karen squeezed my balls hard, which caused me to groan in pain, but removed any thought of an orgasm. Beads of sweat were popping up all over my body as I tried to fight back against the sensations. My body was thoroughly confused. My hips were thrusting upwards trying to fuck, my mind was saying `no,' and everyplace Karen touched my skin seemed to be on fire. "Back to your dicks," she announced. Now Karen started stroking hard. Her hand was a blur as she frantically jerked us up and down. In less than a minute my balls were churning and I felt an orgasm approaching. I grimaced, waiting for Karen to squeeze me off again, but it never came. The next thing I knew, I felt the rush of sperm flying up and out of my penis. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" I yelled as I shot an impressive amount of built up sperm through the air and onto the pool deck. "A little quick on the trigger huh, Dave!" Brad said his bright white smile contrasting with his deep tan. "Ooh, Dave I was hoping you'd win this," Karen pouted. But I wondered. I looked down at my withered penis that had shrunk back to its 3-inch flaccid state. Karen had moved over and laid back on the lounge chair with her legs spread wide. "To the winner goes the spoils," she announced. "Dave you lost, so come over and put Brad's cock in my pussy." As I slowly got up, I heard Jessica's cackle behind me, "Davey boy, maybe when you're done there I can smoke your little cigarette size penis." My face burned. I had never felt so humiliated in my life. I walked over to Brad, who was poised above Karen, while she started giving me instructions. "Grab his cock, Dave," Karen said. I had lost and would honor the rules. I reached out to the foot-long appendage sticking out from Brad's groin. It was very impressive and almost seemed to shock me as I grabbed it around the middle of his shaft. I couldn't believe how much of it was still left on either side of my hand. I could completely cover my penis and balls with one hand. "How's it feel to see and touch a real man's cock, Dave?" Brad sneered. He was so thick my fingers didn't even touch as I gripped him. His giant cock looked angry and powerful. "Now put it in your wife," Brad said. I pulled forward on Brad's dick until the swollen head has at the entrance to Karen's wet cunt. "Wait, wait," Karen said, "rub his head up and down my pussy first." I did as I was told and rubbed his big cock up and down her flared cunt lips, spreading the folds. The squishing noise was mixed with Karen's moans of anticipation. "That's enough," Brad said between gritted teeth, "now put it in!" I held onto Brad's cock, pulling it forward. Looking at Karen's pussy, I watched as his dick speared her cunt, pushing forward, more and more until I had to move my hands to that he could fully enter her. It was hard to imagine that she could take that whole thing, but here I was witnessing it up close. He had entered my wife further than I ever would. Adding insult to injury, Karen said, "Now step around behind him and feel his big balls while he fucks me Dave!" I moved around to see his thick shaft pulling out of Karen's pussy, which at the beginning of the week seemed to be so stretched by it that it clung tightly when he fucked her. Now, though it seemed to have room on either side as he slammed back in at all angles, like he was trying to open her up! His balls were huge as well and hung down in a big sac. I reached forward and grabbed them as he continued moving in and out very slowly. After a few minutes of this Brad said, "you can let go now, Dave and take a sit. I'm gonna fuck your wife silly!" I took a sit right behind him as Jessica plopped down next to me for the show as well. "She's really never going to be the same after this week," Jessica said, "I'm so glad she got to experience a real cock." I couldn't believe I said what I was thinking, "fuck off Jessica!" I think it was the only time I had seen her speechless before. Brad drilled into Karen for nearly 10-minutes than pulled out, his cock covered in her juices. "Let's switch," he said. Brad took Karen's place and she turned to face Jessica and I, straddling Brad, while he held his foot long pole straight up to the entrance of her pussy. Karen looked like she was concentrating hard, then she slowly lowered herself, down. down. down, until her full weight was fully sitting on him. Brad grabbed her on the waist and Karen pushed up until only a few inches were in him, then she dropped down again. It took a few minutes for them to get a synchronized rhythm, and then the show really began. Karen was jumping up and down so quickly, with Brad's help in lifting her up, that her hefty breasts were flopping up and down very erotically. They kept it up for another 10-minutes and then Brad made another change. He lifted Karen off and had her get on her hands and knees to finish her off doggy- style. "This way I can get into you as deep as possible." And I didn't doubt it. At this point, the opening in Karen's pussy was enormous. I think she could have given birth while barely feeling it. Brad had hold of her hips and was pulling her sexy ass into him, while he drilled her cunt. "Ooohhh sooooo deep, ugh. I think you're hitting the back of my uterus." She groaned. Brad was perspiring now and Jessica had joined them to be part of the show. She caressed Brad's balls, urging him on, "Come on stud, shoot your big load in her waiting pussy." She began tickling his anus, and then stuck a finger in. Brad grunted, shoving forward into Karen, which seemed to knock the air out of her. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Brad yelled, like Tarzan dominating the jungle animals. He held still, except for his muscled ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as he unleashed his load. I was on the edge of the lounge chair as Brad pulled out. Karen groaned as I got sight of her well-fucked pussy. "Come here, Dave," Jessica said, motioning to me. I got up, mesmerized as I looked at Karen's swollen labia and the large circular opening in her pussy. "Stick a finger in," Jessica said. I didn't think much about it and reached out to stick my index finger in Karen's wetness. As I did, Jessica quickly reached up, grabbed me around the forearm and pulled me forward. My whole hand disappeared into Karen's widened pussy, before I could pull back; Jessica has pulled me in up to my elbow. I looked at my arm in shock and then up at Karen. She didn't seem to mind and all and only moaned, "Mmmmmmmmmm." "Now make a fist, Dave and push it in and out. She'll love it, believe me." Jessica said. I couldn't believe I was going through with it and did what she said. I could feel Brad's spunk mixed in with Karen's slickness. She was so well lubricated that my fist easily went up and down her love canal. Karen's head was thrashing from side to side as she had one orgasm after another. "Ooh you're so big, lover, it feels sooooo gooood." I actually felt proud until Jessica said, "well, Dave, at least you've found a substitute for that thing you call a dick. Now maybe you can satisfy my sister and she won't have to seek cock somewhere else." I continued working my fist in and out of her pussy as I reached up and squeezed Karen's breasts and pinched her erect nipples. After several more orgasms, I stopped and pulled my arm out. Karen's legs were splayed wide open and it looked like she had passed out from exhaustion. It was a sight I will never forget. The next morning came quickly and Karen put clothes on for the first time all week. As I put our luggage in the trunk, Karen was in the foyer, her skirt up at her waist and leaning on the stairs, taking Brad's monster up her cunt one more time for a good-bye fuck. Brad alternated between her pussy and ass, saying he would need to get off in her ass since her pussy was so loose now. Karen slept all the way home on the plane. Finally home and in bed together, Karen kissed me deeply. "Thank you for this week, Dave and allowing me to go through with it." "You seemed happy. What was I going to say?" "You could have said `no.'" "Would it have stopped you, Karen?" "I don't know. I'm just grateful you didn't say it." "I'm glad you were happy, but I'd be kidding you if I didn't say I'm glad it's over." "Dave, this last week was the best sex I've ever had in my life." I felt my heart sink. "But," she reached out took my hand and put it on her breast. "I feel as if I'm indebted to you forever and love you so much for allowing it to take place. Brad was just a big cock, nothing more. He was so in love with his own equipment, I could never love someone like that." I grinned and actually fought back a tear. "You represent stability and the one person I know who truly loves me. There's no way I would want to replace you with anyone else." "Thank you honey, I did it for love." As we hugged and lay in the darkness I recounted everything in my mind. 99% of me felt like our marriage was stronger than it ever had been before, but there was one nagging percent that had me wondering what would happen the next time we encountered Brad and Jessica or if I would really ever be able to satisfy her. EPILOGUE This all happened two years ago and everything has been perfect with our sex life since. In fact, with the week of sex with Brad, Karen has allowed me to have anal sex with her, given me blow jobs, and we've even titty-fucked. But now I'm worried. I overheard Karen talking on the phone with her sister the other day and Jessica said she had dumped Brad for the manager of a car dealership and that his cock made Brad's look like a little boy. The worst of it, was that she said the two of them were coming out to visit in a few weeks. 5090 1.29/512345