Archive-name: Affairs/hotcock.txt

Archive-author: J. Boswell

Archive-title: My Cock-crazy Wife!





                         HOT WIFE TALES



     My wife, Susan, is five feet, one inch tall - a tiny lady. 

She is a beautiful, red-haired, green-eyed, sexy, young woman. 

She has great legs, a tight, round ass, and the biggest tits

imaginable on such a petite frame.  They don't sag and look

positively mouthwatering without a bra.  I love Susan very much

and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that what first

caught my eye were these huge, firm 34-D's on such a tiny girl.  

     We've been married a little over five years, and have had a

great marriage - until now.

     Susan has a much older sister, Linda, who looks completely

different from Susan.  Linda is tall and skinny (not thin -

skinny), probably 5'10" or 5'11", with no ass or tits.  Anyway,

Linda is a very successful realtor living in San Diego, and we

hadn't seen her since our wedding day.  We exchanged Christmas

cards and photos, and the sisters called each other, but that was

it, until last month.

     I don't get to travel as often as I used to (damned FAX

machines!), so when I was assigned a trip to San Diego, I called

Susan right away, and suggested she join me so she could visit

her sister.

     Susan wanted to surprise Linda, 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.  

     Susan suggested we look around back, in case Linda was in

the pool or gardening.  As we approached the high privacy fence

around the pool area, we heard voices.  Both Susan and I pushed

our faces close to the fence and peeked between the redwood

slats.  

     I had never seen anything like it in my life!  Linda was

face down on several towels, 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 - and it

wasn't just long, it was thick, too.

     And that's when all my troubles began!

     Watching Susan's reaction to the sight before us, I could

see that she was completely turned-on.  

     A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my

normal six-inch cock was perfect, and that even it stretched her

tight cunt 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 professional stars. 

I felt major male insecurities at that moment.

     I saw that this wasn't the right time to disturb Linda and

her friend, and I pulled Susan away from the fence.  We returned

to the rental car and waited about an hour.  Later, when Linda

opened the door, the two sisters had a happy, tear-filled reunion

and we met Jason, the guy now living with Linda.  

     At 21 years old, Jason was 20 years Linda's junior, and was

almost five years younger than Susan and I.  He was muscle-

beefy, tanned, and blonde - the perfect California stud.  Over

dinner, we found out that Jason had been Linda's pool maintenance

boy before he moved in with her.

     Linda insisted that Susan and I stay with her and Jason, so

after dinner, we collected our things from the hotel and drove

back out to Linda's house.  There was a note on our bed asking us

to join them out at the pool.

     It was a beautiful night, and the pool area was beautifully

lit.  Linda was on a chaise, her skinny body wrapped in two thin

strips of red cloth passing for a bikini.  Jason was in long

white swim trunks, and the long, thick outline of his soft cock

was clearly visible, and not missed by Susan's blatant stare.

     We had had drinks before dinner and almost finished three

bottles of wine with dinner, and now, Jason was keeping our

glasses filled with some sweet, tropical concoction, and we were

not feeling any pain.  Susan, giggling the whole time, told Linda

what we had seen through the fence when we had arrived that

afternoon.

     Linda went on to tell us that the first time Jason screwed

her, it had been fast and furious, and she hadn't seen how big

his cock was until it was all over.  She laughed loudly and said,

"I couldn't believe I had really taken in all that pink meat, but

I had, and I wanted it again!  They say it ain't the meat but the

motion, little Susie, but don't believe them!"

     Then she stood and said that we were all family and didn't

need suits in her pool.  She dropped the two pieces of her suit

and jumped into the pool.

     Jason stood close to our chairs and slowly dropped his

shorts.  Susan was all eyes as Jason hesitated and give her a

good look at his merchandise, and then he jumped into the pool.

     I could hear Susan's raspy breathing as she looked at me and

asked, "Well, Mike, 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

Jason and my wife.

     Just then, Susan stood up, peeled her modest one-piece

bathing suit off, and dove into the water.

     She was barely wet when Jason swam right over to her and put

his arms around her from behind and filled his hands with my

wife's tits!  

     Susan's hands disappeared below the water and I watched as

Jason's smile got even bigger.

     "He's crazy over little Susie's big tits," said Linda as she

sat down on the chaise with me.  "It's the only thing he's talked

about since you got here.  And if you ask me, she's crazy for his

big cock."

     I stared in disbelief as Susan turned to face Jason and

kissed him passionately.  "This can't be happening," I said. 

"We've never fooled around before."

     "Relax, Mike, what's a harmless little fling?  Especially

when you're watching?  You're in Southern California, now.  Don't

spoil little Susie's fun!"

     That didn't help matters as I watched Susan and Jason climb

out of the pool and lay on a towel.  Susan had the head of

Jason's monstrous, erect cock in her mouth, sucking it with all

her might, as Jason noisily slurped at my wife's cunt.

     Then I felt a hand on my cock.  It was Linda and I was

surprised to notice that my dick was as hard as a rock.  She bent

over and sucked me into her mouth as I continued to watch my

wife's slutty performance.

     After a few more minutes of sixty-nining, Jason got up and

collected cushions off the lawn furniture, which he threw on the

deck and then rolled Susan onto her back on them.  He then knelt

right up against my wife's ass and pulled and hoisted her

buttocks up into the air, sliding the cushions around, under her. 

     I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop

it, I couldn't.  And it wasn't the so-so blow job that Linda was

giving me that held me back.  I didn't want to cause a scene,

and, most of all, I was afraid Susan wouldn't stop if I asked her

to.

     By now, Susan's legs were wide-spread and Jason was in

position, with his monster-cock poised at the entrance to my

wife's obviously wet cunt.

     Linda looked up from my prick and said, "He measures just

over fourteen inches long and just over seven inches around. 

Magnificent, isn't it?  Don't worry about little Susie, he's good

at what he does, and I'm betting he can bury it to his balls!"

     I gasped for my wife, watching Jason slowly work his giant

rod into her stretched-open pussy.  Susan was moaning and

grunting, pounding on Jason's back with her tiny hands.  

     Steady, steady, Jason kept up his invasion of her tiny cunt. 

     I was waiting for Susan to yell "stop!" or scream in pain,

but she didn't.  Sooner than I thought possible, it looked like

Jason had his entire length buried in my wife.  She had taken it

all!

     They laid still together, for a few minutes, then after a

few more moments of slow thrusting, Jason 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 Jason's onslaught.

     Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Susan 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 some animal locked in mortal

combat.

     And, then, they started to come.  It wasn't slow or gentle. 

It was an explosion!  Susan came with a scream and almost-pained

moans and gasps.  Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs

around Jason.  Finally, with a deep grunt, Jason tightened his

asscheeks and curled his toes as he shot his cum into my wife's

cunt. 

     I filled Linda's mouth with my cum as I watched Jason fill

my wife's pussy with his.

     They laid together a few moments, catching their breathe,

and then Jason began sliding his cock out of Susan's cunt.

     "No!" she whimpered.

     He removed his dick and Susan's cunt lips slowly closed.  I

watched a huge wad of Jason's slimy cum flow out of her pussy and

run down between her ass cheeks to the cushions below her.

     Linda stood over my wife and laughed, "He's something, isn't

he, little sister?"

     "I...I never...ohh..." Susan 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?  Mike?  Is that alright with you?"

     I wanted to yell "No!  Of course it's not alright!" but I

didn't.  Something in Susan's eyes, the way they were almost

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, Mike," said Linda, "I don't have to ask Jason

if he wants to switch.  The way he's looking at your big tits,

little Susie, I know you're in for a long night!"

     And she was.  Linda fell asleep soon after I finished

fucking her bony frame, but I laid awake in the bed listening to

Jason 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 Susan pleading with Jason, "Oh, no, not my ass!  Please, not

there!  Ow!  Ow!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh, yes!  Shove it all the way in,

you bastard!"

     It was disgusting, but it was only just beginning.

     On Monday, I had to begin my sales calls for the week and

Linda had to open her office, and that left Jason and Susan home

alone to frolic at the pool, all day, every day.  

     And frolic they did.  I would come home to find them fucking

or sucking or sleeping by the pool, Susan's nude body covered

with love bite marks and dried cum.

     On Tuesday, I bent to kiss Susan.  She woke up and smiled at

me and said, "Today, Jason fisted me!  We're going to have to try

that when we get home!"

     "Sure," I said, wondering if Jason was stretching my wife's

cunt beyond recovery.

     Saturday finally arrived and Susan put clothes on for the

first time all week.  As I put our luggage in the trunk and

thanked Linda, Susan was in the foyer, her skirt up at her waist

and leaning on the stairs, taking Jason's monster up her cunt one

more time for a good-bye fuck.

     Susan slept all the way home on the plane.  Finally home and

in bed together, Susan kissed me deeply.

     "Thank you for this week, Mike."

     "You seemed happy.  What was I going to say?"

     "You could have said `no.'"

     "Would it have stopped you, Susan?"

     "I don't know.  I'm just grateful you didn't say it."

     "He was good."  It was a statement.

     "Mike, I don't know how to tell you this without hurting

you, but this last week was the best sex of my life.  I have

never been fucked like that before, and now I'm worried I'll

never be fucked like that, again."

     "We could try."

     Thirty minutes later we rolled apart.  I knew Susan had had

several orgasms, but I also knew something else.

     "It wasn't the same, was it, Susan?"

     "Maybe it was just too soon.  Or, maybe-"

     "Or maybe it will never be the same, with me, Susan.  You

loved his big cock."

     A tear squeezed out of her eye and she bit her lip as she

nodded a tight, quick nod.  "But, I love you, Mike!"

     "I know, Susan."

     The next morning, I awoke with an idea.  "I guess we can

invite your sister and Jason in for a visit, Susan."

     "Sure, but Linda said she's never been busier, and never

takes any time off."

     "Do you have any ideas?"

     "Well...I've been thinking.  Maybe there's a man on this

side of the country that would like to fool around."



     Maybe you've seen Susan's ad in the free paper's

classifieds.  It's been very successful, and has provided a

steady stream of well-endowed men knocking on our door and

fucking my wife senseless.



Wanted: A REAL man.  Beautiful, petite, young

woman is searching for the man with the

biggest "club."  Are you that rare man who

measures up?  Anything less than 10" by 6"

doesn't.  The applicant MUST pass the minimum

entrance requirements, but it's worth it. 

BOX FPL0927



     Susan keeps very detailed and complete records.  She has yet

to find a stud to measure up to Jason, but she keeps looking.

     I keep telling myself that it's just a phase, it's just a

phase, just a phase...



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