I want to tell you about a time when Donna and I were separated. I still lived at home with her and the kids, however, we both dated on and off with other people. I guess we were seeing if we actually wanted to get divorced or stay married. We were still in love with each other but just weren’t sure.
Donna and I joined a gym and really had some good times there, working out, meeting people, and just relaxing. Our children were both born, and it was around the time that our daughter was turning eight years old. I used to love watch Donna work out, especially her arms as she curled weights. Her biceps would get really pumped and she would watch me watching her. We had developed quite the relationship where we teased each other a lot, then went home and fucked each other senseless. When she was pumped, she wanted to get fucked hard, no gentle loving. We were romantic and gentle when the time called for it.
One night, after working out, we were getting ready to leave when some friends came over and wanted us to stay and have a drink. We did, going back inside to the spa’s bar area. We sat and had a couple of drinks, her constantly rubbing her leg against mine. I looked at her, and asked if she wanted to go home. She looked at me, smiled, and said that she was really horny. However, she wanted to go home, but not with me. I sat there, a little stunned, since it was the first time we were out together, and not leaving together.
I asked her what she meant. She told me that the guy at the end of the bar was making eye contact with her and she wanted to meet him. I was hesitant, meeting strangers and all that. I told her if that was what she wanted, then it was okay, as long as she came home before the kids woke up. She smiled at me, kissed me on the check and said that she will call if she was staying out, otherwise, she’d be home in a few hours.
I left, and sat in the car for a while, wondering if I did the right thing. I sort of knew that maybe what we were doing was wrong, except it was such a turn on for me. I drove home. I sat up for couple of hours waiting, and Donna never showed. The phone rang and it was Donna.
“I will be home by 6am, before the kids awake”.
I asked her if everything was alright.
“Couldn’t be better, I’ll tell you later”.
“Wait, are you with him now?”
“Yes, I am, all ten inches of him!” Ten inches?
“Donna, did you say ten inches?”
There was a pause and she said “Chuck, believe me, he is 10 inches, and once I saw it, I had to try it”.
She hung up and I waited, falling asleep a bit later.
Around 5am, Donna walked into the house. I woke up, turned on the light in the bedroom, and she walked in. She had a big smile on her face. I asked if she was alright?
“Alright? I couldn’t be better!” She said that she didn’t think she would walk right for a week.
I told her that she better fill me in. Even though we were still together, I felt a hard on coming on.
She sat down on the bed and told me her story. The guy’s name was Wendall. He was about 22 years old and good looking, solid build and muscular. Donna always liked big muscles. She said that after a couple of more drinks, they walked out to her car, and she was actually going to come home, but he turned her around, and kissed her. She kissed him back, leaning into him. She said that it felt like he had a pipe in his pants. She reached down, and ran her hand up his pants. She felt his cock, hanging down his pants leg. My God, is this thing for real?
He asked if she wanted to come back to his place for a drink. She said yes without even hesitating as she was filled with lust now. (I was stroking my cock now as she told me) They arrived, and he didn’t waste anytime. He kissed her hard and she had her hands all over him. Piece by piece, the clothes came off as they made their way to his bedroom. By the time they were in, they were both naked. She said he had great muscles, big, hard. She looked down and his cock was sticking straight out, bouncing with each heart beat. She stood there with her mouth open. He approached her and took her hands and placed it his cock. She said that her hand didn’t even go around the girth. She asked how big it was and he told her that she had to find out. He opened his drawer and took out a ruler. She laid it on the top and it reached the 10 inch mark easily.
She said that she felt her juices running down her legs. She said he put his hands on her waist and picked her up like she weighed nothing, his biceps bulging. She hooked her legs around him and told him to be gentle. He lowered her, and she said that it was wider than any of her toys, and the cock head went slowly in, pulling her pussy lips inside. She said her nipples exploded outwards and he was so turned on from that, that he pulled her down on his huge cock.
In an instant, she was all the way down and she said that her legs went straight out, his hands on her ass, and she came hard in a matter of seconds. She said at that point, everything was fuzzy, like she was going to pass out, but realized that it was one long orgasm, as he lifted her effortlessly up and down on his huge cock. She said that the experience was never like this with anyone or anything.
At this point in the story, we were both on the bed, I was stroking my cock and pre-cum all over my hand. She was there, sitting, her hand stroking her clit. She liked her own story telling. I watched with excitement as her juices were flowing out, but a lot thicker. It kept coming out like a faucet.
Wendall kept the fucking going. Donna said that he held her up, and all she kept doing was holding on around his neck and screaming “Oh God” over and over again as her orgasm never let up. She said that her nipples were so hard that they ached. She said they were extended far, and her areolas were huge and puffy with many bumps. She never seen them like that and was excited to see her own nipples respond to such stimulation.
She said that for 30 minutes, he fucked her standing up, then put her down and his cock looked monstrous to her. Her pussy was stretched wide open and he aim and in one push, put all 10 inches into her, pushing into her cervix. She felt like it was going to go past it, and for the first time in her life, had a second huge orgasm. She just laid there, feeling weak as he pounded her. And then he yelled he was cumming, and she said that it felt like someone squirted a hose. One blast, then another, then another, each one filling her up completely. He pulled out, held his cock and she said two more blasts reached her chin before it let up. She was covered in cum. She laid there, watching his cock slowly lower itself, still huge and wide.
She said she showered and came home, telling him that she would see him again. I looked at Donna there on the bed, her eyes were closed, her nipples hard and long, and her hand was busy going in and out of her pussy. There had to be a cup of cum on the bed, mostly his. I came hard, shooting up onto my chest. Two good shots. Not the many that Wendall did. Donna came again shortly after. We sat there looking at each other. She smiled and asked if I was okay with it. I felt a tinge of jealousy, but I guess my hard cock and stroking sort of betrayed my inner feeling, that I was extremely turned on.
Donna said that it was indeed the best sex of her life (and to this date as well) and will go back to him again if he calls. Well, he did, about six more times before he moved away. Each time Donna came home, a little sore, pumped full of cum, and told me the story. I can still get hard today thinking about her and imagining getting fucked by Wendall.
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