My Wife and Sid - Jenn's Perspective
written by:
bareftnit

This story is a repeat of the story "My Wife and Sid The Kid." This one is written from what I envision to be Jenn's point of view. After the experience, Jenn and I discussed it and relived it on numerous occasions while using it to rekindle our sex life. I always enjoy a woman's perspective and using Jenn's voice allows me to include additional events that I became aware of during our discussions that were not possible to include using myself in the first person. Hopefully, because of the changes it will not seem like the same old story. Thanks.

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I had not completely shaved myself since college, but I was hoping that tonight would turn into something different. I found myself wet with anticipation as I carefully used the razor to get every last bit of hair. My husband, Erik, still wasn't home from work, so my thoughts or maybe I should say fantasies went to the guitarist of the band that the girls and I saw a couple of weeks ago. I love my husband, but let's just say that things have become somewhat routine in the last 12 years. Sid is what Erik use to be except Sid can play guitar. I have to admit that I had been kind of a groupie before Erik and I met, going out with several guys from local bands.

Sid is slender, with this sexy little baby face, and beautiful long blonde hair. He is also endowed with exceptional musical talent and from what a couple of girls have said endowed in other ways too. Erik is not small but he's not big either. He falls somewhere middle of the road with other guys that I have been with. Regardless, it is a nice fit and his large, muscular frame makes me feel secure. Two weeks ago, I met Sid and just thought he was gorgeous. Erik was the benefactor, as I came home and fucked the hell out of him in an hour long session. At least Erik does have some stamina about him.

As my mind wandered back to Sid and what it might be like to be with a "large" man again, my fingers worked their way back down to my pussy. I had two fingers of one hand as deep as I could work them in myself, while I used two fingers of my other hand to work on my clit. I thought about going to get my little pink vibrator, but I couldn't bear to stop the attention I was giving my pussy for the 30 seconds it would take to go get it. Therefore, I just leaned back on the bench seat in the shower and enjoyed myself. It did not take long before my fantasies had produced the desired effect and I was arching my back with my orgasm.

Anyhow, my plan was to try and get Erik to let me bring Sid home. I had a threeway once with my roommate and her boyfriend, after mine cheated on me, but I had never been with 2 men at the same time. Erik and I had talked about a threeway, but he wanted to wait until we went on vacation. I had no desire to wait and hope I found somebody sexy if he was still willing. I knew I could get Erik to the bar that Sid was playing at. He always asks me what I want to do. I just had no idea how I was going to make the rest of it happen. I would just have to play it by ear, after all I am an attractive woman.

When Erik got home we relaxed and had a nice dinner at home. I had put together a lasagna the night before, so all I had to do tonight was throw a salad together and throw the lasagna in the oven and later some predone Italian bread.

When we got to the bar the band was in the middle of their first set. It was not very crowded yet so we found a table next to some of the ones I knew to be friends with the band. My friend Cathy, saw us and came over to say hello. She was one of the ones that had talked about the size of Sid. Supposedly she had sucked him off in a store room one night, but would not fuck him because they didn't have any protection. I wasn't sure what to believe from her. She was rather promiscuous, but she was also known to keep the story focused on her, so exaggeration was common. I was just sipping my beer while Erik drank a little more quickly.

Cathy and I introduced Erik to the band in between sets, and I slid in the booth beside Sid. I could not resist running my hands through that long hair of his. The conversation was kind of superficial but I really didn't care. I was only good for small talk anyway. I was too busy trying to figure out how to get Sid back home at the end of the night. The guys started to get ready for the second set, so I headed to the bathroom.

After using the bathroom, I was standing at the sink washing my hands when Stephanie walked in. I remembered meeting her a couple of weeks ago, and that her and Sid were quite friendly, but I was unsure of the relationship. "Coming home with Sid and I?" She asked giving me a small clue to the situation.

"No, my husband is here," I stated, wondering if getting free from Erik might be a more manageable and nearly as enjoyable a scenario.

Stephanie had obviously sensed my intentions because she replied, "Well, I'll let you play with him tonight, but he has to let me play next time."

Her acceptance that this was going to happen tonight only added to my frustration. "I'm not sure if it's going to be a this time, much less a next time," I whined.

"Do you want it to be a this time?" she asked.

I could barely get out, "I think."

Stephanie confidently stated, "I knew the answer was yes." Then she gently ran her hand side to side across my butt cheeks while adding, "With an ass like this I am betting you find a way." My knees went weak and I almost collapsed when she changed hands and ran her fingers over my mound in front. By this time my panties were soaked and I knew she could feel my wetness thru the fabric. She whispered in my ear, "Yeah, I could tell you wanted it. And by the way it will be a next time too. It's pretty addicting."

When her lips touched mine, I instinctively opened my mouth and offered my tongue as Stephanie's hand returned to my ass. It lasted only a moment before Stephanie pulled away, turned, and went back out the door, without saying a word. I just stood there confused. Had I been that obvious or was Stephanie just that keenly aware of what went on around Sid? I did take strength in the confidence that she had in me pulling this off. After all, she knew Sid well and I was expecting him to be the troublesome part of the equation. I had been with my husband for 12 years and thought I knew which strings to pull there. When I left the bathroom, I had a renewed sense of confidence, not to mention a growing feeling of horniness.

Since I got busted while trying to be sneaky, I decided I might as well throw caution to the wind and just go for it. In between the next set we sat back down with Sid. Erik went to the bathroom, so I figured if I was going to make a move it should probably be now. While I ran my left hand through Sid's hair, I ran my right hand down his chest. Only I didn't stop there, I moved it on down to feel between his legs. When my hand got to his thigh, my faced must have had a look of surprise on it. I looked down at my hand, as if to make sure it was where I thought, and then up to Sid's face with his babyface and a giant grin. I thought to myself, "It really can't be that big," and then I thought "Maybe Cathy wasn't exaggerating." When Erik came back, I am pretty sure that he saw my hand under the table. I just had too many things going through my mind to react quickly enough.

While the band was on stage for their last set, I went back to the bathroom. I was so horny that my thong was soaked. Rather than worry with it, I just took my panties off and stuck them in my purse. Even though it hardly seemed possible I got even hornier with the thought of walking through the crowd with nothing on top or bottom under my little sundress. When I sat back down next to Erik and held my legs tightly together, as if that would hold some of the moisture in and hide my thoughts.

Finally, the last set was over and Sid came to sit down again. Erik used that opportunity to go to the restroom again, and it was now or never. Once again, I ran one hand through Sid's hair and used my other to confirm the size between his legs. As I gave his cock a gentle squeeze, I could tell that it wasn't even hard, but still seemed to be huge. Since I had no time to lose, I took Sid's hand and stuck it between my own legs. He kind of laughed and said "Someone's going to have fun tonight." I quickly told him that I was hoping it was going to be him.

"Well, what about your husband?" Sid asked.

Quick think. "Well, Erik and I have an open relationship. If I want to sleep with someone else, he is OK with it as long as he is there to make sure things don't get out of hand."

As Sid dipped 2 fingers into me I almost came on the spot. He then said "With an invitation like that how can I refuse." I saw Erik coming so I reluctantly removed Sid's hand, and excused myself to go to the restroom. I had to compose myself but I had to do it quickly, because I didn't want them talking too much. I took a deep breath, and found a pen and a piece of paper in my purse to write directions down on. I came out and told Erik that it was time to go and headed for the truck. I had almost forgotten to give Sid the directions. I trotted back and ran my fingers through Sid's hair one more time. While I did that I slipped the directions into his hand, and whispered "I can't wait to see you," in his ear.

Step one was complete. It was going to take the band a little while to break down everything, but I was ready to get started now. As soon as, Erik closed the door behind me, I was tearing my dress over my head. Since I didn't wear a bra and had taken my panties off earlier, I was completely naked when Erik climbed in.

God, I was horny. The anticipation of what might be to come had me in quite a state. I needed something now. I pulled my legs up on the seat and started playing with myself and told Erik just how horny I was. I had to have a dick and wasn't going to wait. I undid Erik's pants and pulled his underwear down to get to what I wanted. It was already nice and hard. I guess I had him a little horny too. I attacked his dick while I furiously fingered myself. As I had said, our love life had become routine and I knew I was as much to blame as Erik, so recently I had begun to practice "deepthroating" various food items and even my vibrator a couple of times (I recommend a cucumber over the hard plastic). Evidently the practice must have worked, because I was amazed at how easily I was able to take his whole dick without gagging. After the initial sensation, I was bobbing up and down with the steering wheel as my only obstacle.

Erik really did have a nice dick for sucking. It was not overly long, but it was nice and thick. My mouth had to stretch around it, yet I could get a fair amount into my mouth. If I was not trying to attempt my new deepthroating trick then my thumb and first three fingers fit almost perfectly around the base too to milk what did not easily fit into my mouth. Finally, I felt the left turn that led back to our subdivision. I was trying like Hell to finger myself, but it wasn't near enough. Believe it or not my fingers were actually probably a small distraction from how horny giving a blowjob makes me. I love the feeling of control that I get from manipulating a man thru his cock.

Now that I felt the truck slowing for the stop sign that should be at our neighborhood, I needed the void between my legs filled. We had never tried anything further than road head, but I saw no reason that sex should be a problem when we were going slow. I slid in between Erik and the steering wheel while I faced the wheel. I was hoping that I wouldn't need to, but by facing the road I could steer if he was unable to. Thankfully, I didn't need to because it felt fantastic when I sank down on my husband's cock. I just wanted to close my eyes and relish the sensations. I bounced up and down hard and especially enjoyed when we hit the speed bumps pounding his dick even farther in with the jolt.

When we pulled into the driveway, I had no real intention on stopping. Although I would have liked to have been in bed, I was hoping for an orgasm before I got there. Erik had other plans, though. He opened the door, slid out and planted me face down in the seat. It was not very comfortable as he pressed down on my back, while he pounded the Hell out of me, but it was quite a turn on to be dominated the way I was. Finally, he let up and pulled out of me, I presume to turn me over and fuck me missionary style, but I was too quick for him. I squirmed around him and bounced down the side walk and into the door. I laughed looking over my shoulder and watching him follow without ever pulling his pants up from around his ankles.

By the time Erik closed the front door, I was already in bed with two fingers curled up in me searching for my G spot. I could barely reach that sensitive area, but enjoyed the slight touch while I watched my sexy husband fumble to remove his tangled clothes. He really was nice looking and although he was not in as good a shape as when we got married, he was still easier on the eye than the significant others of many of my friends.

Once Erik was finally undressed, he nearly dove between my legs, and I remembered another reason that I love him. He is an expert at eating pussy. It doesn't matter how mad I am at him or how tired or turned off I am, if he gets his head between my thighs then all is forgiven and forgotten. Tonight he seemed to have a fascination with my new hairless look. I can't say that I was surprised. He had often tried to get me to completely shave myself over the years. I had not been very receptive of the idea for a couple of reasons. First, I think it makes me look like a child. That idea has steadily faded over the years as shaving has gotten more commonplace and more and more of my girlfriends have admitted to doing it. The more important reason now is I hate the upkeep. Shaving down there is not a quickie task, but ignoring it becomes ungodly itchy. At the same time, if I was lucky enough to bed someone 17 years my junior, I did not want him to think of me as some old lady. I had decided that I would continue to shave as long as my sex life had sufficient benefits.

Once Erik had his fill of rubbing and caressing the bare skin around my pussy, he gently pulled my lips apart and dipped his tongue in me. It was only a tease, though, as he removed it and moved downward kissing my inner thighs while he massaged the side of my ass with his hands. I tried to pull him upward, and briefly thought I had succeeded when he moved his hands and barely grazed his fingertips over the same area he had kissed. However, his mouth continued ascending, while he gently ran his tongue along the outside of my labia, up past my clitoris, and concentrated his kisses on my shaven pelvis.

I nearly jumped from my skin, when at long last he lowered his head and gently sucked on my clit. All of the teasing, to go along with my prior horniness, had made me hypersensitive. Again he spread my lips with his fingers, but this time he buried his tongue as deep as he could in me. I was on fire as he alternated his attention from deep within my folds to my clit and back. When he inserted his long fingers, he pressed against the sensitive spot that I could barely reach and I went wild. I gushed juices all over his face as I clamped his head in place with my legs, but could barely hold him there with all of my uncontrolled movements. When my climax, although not my total orgasm, was over, I released his head but he continued to lick and suck, sending me jerking all over the bed to get away.

I was panting, trying to get my breath back when Erik climbed up beside me and put his arm under my head. I laid there stroking him and wondering if I had made a mistake earlier tonight. I know the grass is always greener on the other side, but it seemed pretty damn green on this side of the fence at the moment. When he slid off of the bed and pulled me over to position himself between my legs I thought about how much I loved him. When he slid his cock into my well lubricated opening, he pushed all the way in with one stroke. I knew that I loved him, but I also knew that I was this wet because of a desire for something more. It might end up being a mistake in hindsight, but right now it was a need. I had to find out what this would be like and it should be that much better experiencing it with my husband.

It was then that I realized that Erik was getting close to coming. I didn't want cum leaking out, in case the young stud on the way wanted to go down on me. "Wait. I'll give you a blowjob. I don't want you getting off inside of me," I shouted to my husband.

He looked mad and confused when he asked, "And why would that be?"

"Because Sid might be coming by," I sheepishly replied. Now Erik looked really confused. "Why the Hell would he be coming by here?"

The moment of truth. Could I really say it? I really had no choice. I had set the process in motion and now there was no stopping it. "Well we have talked about having a threeway. I didn't think that you would agree to it if I asked you about it earlier."

I wasn't sure if he was pissed or hurt when he said, "And so you thought that surprising me at the last minute would change my mind."

"Honey, I just want to feel what it's like to be with two men. I thought if we waited for the perfect opportunity that it would never happen. Please." I begged.

His position seemed to be softening while his dick was getting harder when he asked, "What are we supposed to say when somebody finds out we are bringing other guys into the bedroom?"

I knew my closing argument would convince him. "We just deny it. Who is going to believe that we are screwing around with a 20 year old?" I asked as I sank to my knees and took his rock hard cock into my mouth. He didn't say another word. He just stood there releasing little moans as I deepthroated him and took all of him into my mouth. I rapidly bobbed my head up and down to give him a blowjob that would dissolve his objections to including Sid. After only a few minutes my husband was shooting his load down my throat. I did not want him to relax so I never slowed down. I eased up on the pressure and continued to suck. Erik's reservations must have been history because he never went down.

Then I heard the knock that I had been hoping for. I kind of felt sorry for Erik as I came up off my knees and darted for the door. When I opened it Sid just looked at me with a dazed smile. In my excitement, I never even thought about not having anything on. Just glad it wasn't the neighbors. I quickly pulled Sid in and told him that I was glad that he decided to come, but I hadn't asked him by for small talk. I led him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. I undid his pants and he sat up a little so that I could pull them onto the floor. That's when I got my first sight of IT. He was still soft and it was already huge. I took a quick look and a gulp as I got ready to suck on it. I don't know if it was the thickness or the bending from not being hard but it took a couple of tries to get past my gag reflex.

It was about then that I noticed Erik filling the much needed void in my pussy. It felt so good to have him inside me, so I pushed back against each thrust. Ordinarily the steady speed might have been boring, but it was welcome at the moment since I had another consideration in front of me.

Then IT started to harden and I could no longer take it all. This thing was bigger than any cucumber I had tried and certainly bigger than my vibrator. As I felt it growing in my mouth, I was able to wrap one finger, then two fingers, and soon my entire hand around the part I couldn't take. Once Sid was completely hard there was my whole hand and still a one or two inch gap between all that I could swallow. I struggled to take more but it just wouldn't go, so I just used the space to pull on the bottom half while I sucked on the top half. My mind went from amazement about the size, to wondering how much my pussy could take, to wondering why I was still sucking on it rather than finding out. As I pulled it from my mouth and saw its full length, I was in awe of Sid's cock. It looked to be easily bigger than the 9 ½ inches that Jeremy, a drummer that I had went out with before I was married had. Yes, I had gotten a ruler out to measure Jeremy.

Regardless, it was more than a want, I needed to feel it. I stood up and pulled off of Erik, and turned around putting my back to Sid. I reached through my legs, grabbed his shaft, and started working his massive head back and forth across my slit. As I pushed back against it the head rubbed against my clit as it went in, sending a little shudder through my body. As soon as I felt the head move past I pushed back against Sid as hard as I could. Thankfully, I was extremely wet, but still it felt like only a few inches went in. After taking a second to catch my breath I started to work up and down on it, feeling my lips hug it. I could feel a little more of Sid's cock each time, as I felt my lips push up into me as I worked back against it and then felt them being pulled away as I moved off of it.

With Erik now in front of me, I began to suck on his cock, but it was certainly not my main focus. It was just something to take my mind off of some of the discomfort while the pleasure kicked in. When it did, it kicked in hard too, forcing me to stop the blowjob and just tug on my husband's dick with my hand. Even that was difficult with all of the sensations between my legs, so mostly I just held on tight, almost like a sexual "Oh, shit" handle.

It's tough to explain the feeling other than "Oh, it hurts so good." I was stretched to a point that I could barely believe. It was uncomfortable, but I kept trying to move up and down and with each cycle I began to adjust. I could feel myself producing more and more fluid and with each stroke I could work a little more lubrication in between myself and that wonderful shaft. I needed all of it too. I kept taking a bit more every time. I was gaining little by little and that was the only thing little about this. I felt insides parting as the marvelous head worked its way deeper and deeper. I had only gotten a little over half way when I started to feel that tingle and the pressure building in my gut. I tried to hold it back. I wasn't ready to cum yet. I needed to know what it was like to feel more of this monster.

Suddenly, I couldn't resist the feeling any longer. With a scream, my orgasm shook me like an earthquake, but it was short. I guess me trying to hold it back kept it from being overpowering. The thing it did do was create a flood between my legs, and as it subsided the sensitivity though powerful began to lessen. I pushed down and I felt myself gain inches. One more big push and I felt Sid's balls hit my clitoris. I had taken all of it and it felt wonderful. I didn't have to worry about having this giant cock slipping out so I just bounced, almost literally jumping up and down on his cock. Even when I was at the high point I still felt filled. Then I would sink down and felt the deepest recesses of my womb being massaged.

My whole body felt like it had been exposed to an electrical socket. Had it been my first time I would have said it was another orgasm, but it didn't peak. The sensations just kept getting stronger and stronger, and were taking over my whole body. Screams involuntarily came from my mouth as whatever this was reached my head. Finally, I was hit with basically a seizure as my body shook, and this thing that felt like an orgasm, but only a hundred times stronger, went through every part of me. I don't know if I literally passed out or whether my climax focused all of my mental faculties at my core. All I know is that I became aware that I was sitting all the way down on Sid trying to catch my breath. Trying to recover my senses. I just sat there unable to move for what seemed like a minute or two, before I got enough strength to get back to my feet and off of Sid's cock.

When I turned around, I saw that Sid was still hard. How had he not gotten off? Twice my pussy had spasmed, clenching around this tool that it was already stretched tight around. I had to taste it and see if I could taste him or just myself. I had been gushing to the point that there was no way I could have told if he was adding to the liquid inside me although I did not think he had. As I started to sink to my knees in front of him again, Sid stopped me by my shoulder, shaking his head. "If you want to get me off, let's try doggystyle." Then he added, "I can get a little deeper doing doggystyle."

I just laughed while crawling on the bed. As I grabbed a pillow to stick under myself, I stuck my butt in the air and shook it at him. As I looked over I saw my husband sitting in the chair beside the bed with his dick in his hand stroking himself. Since he seemed happy, now I could focus on the young stud moving up behind me. When Sid pushed the head back in, I wondered whether this had been a good idea. Damn, he was big. Thankfully, I was still drenched from my earlier orgasm, so he was able to steadily work his monster back into me. It was still a process, but between already being stretched and extremely wet he was able to gain steadily with each thrust. He was able to drive all the way into me in only a couple of minutes this time.

I had to bite the pillow to keep from screaming my ass off. I needed a distraction since that familiar burn began to creep in again. The only thing that I knew to do was fight fire with fire. I leaned onto one shoulder while reaching back and grabbing his giant balls that were banging against my clit. I kneaded them and massaged them, thereby keeping them off of my clit and restoring some sense of sanity. The only problem was that playing with Sid's balls excited him, so he was continually slamming into me harder and faster. The strokes were coming faster and each one pushed me closer to yet another impending orgasm. I think that it was me that came first causing Sid to pump spurt after spurt of semen into me, but the climaxes were so close to each other I could not be sure.

The thing that I did know is that this orgasm left me wanting even more. It was like a drug. The last orgasm paled in comparison to the mind blowing climax I had while riding Sid reverse cowgirl. I knew something topping that one was not realistic, but I now knew what was possible so I strove to see how close I could get. That left me with a dilemma. Erik has a lovely cock, but I just didn't see regular sex doing that much for me after having Sid pound me for the last hour. Sid seemed to be at least temporarily out of commission, so I only saw one real alternative. With that I shimmied across the bed to open the nightstand and retrieved the KY. "Are you just going to sit there and play with yourself?" I asked my husband.

Seeing the KY in my hand and hearing my challenge, Erik nearly jumped out of the chair. I motioned him on to his back and went down to check on what I would be working with. I really enjoy anal under the right circumstances, but they have to be right. Tonight could not have been more perfect. For starters the guy's dick has to be very hard. This is rarely a problem for Erik, although I have been with some guys in my younger days who were halfway limp all the way through getting off. Anyhow, I began sucking on Erik, and his cock like usual was hard as a rock. Second I need to be a little tired from the early parts of the session. I guess the fatigue relaxes me, because my ass always seems to be more receptive when I am tired. It had been almost 2 hours since we had left the bar so my energy had long been zapped leaving me running on adrenaline. And third I need to be very horny. Regardless of one and two, there is going to be a little bit of pain. I need that desire to press past the discomfort to get to that point of pleasure. I had never been so horny. Not only had I been sexually satisfied beyond belief, but I felt very happy in my ability to pleasure my husband, as well as this young, well hung stud.

When I took Erik in my throat, I wondered if he was not even harder than usual. I was glad because even though tonight was for me, I did not want it to be at the cost of my marriage. With one last suck, I deepthroated Erik and attempted to stick my tongue out and lick his balls while having him in my mouth. It was time for me again. I crawled back up to Erik's chest and opened the KY. I squirted a generous portion in my hand to finish getting us ready. I rubbed the middle finger of my other hand through the KY and reached back to work it into my ass while I stroked my husband's dick with the first. My finger was sliding in and out with ease so I rested my chest on my husband's and started to work the head into my asshole.

It hurt, but I focused on Sid who was stroking that massive rod back to life in the chair next to the bed. I couldn't believe it. It was flopping around still, but it was already bigger than anything else that I had ever seen. I pushed back a little and felt the head of my husband's cock slip in. I knew that was the biggest hurdle, but there was still some pain. Therefore I continued to focus on Sid's shaft that was still stiffening and even getting slightly longer as I worked back and forth on Erik's cock, pushing more and more in as I went. When I felt my husband's balls hit my behind, it looked like Sid was completely hard again. I hoped he wasn't thinking about anal because there was no way I was going to try and fit that thing in my rear entrance. It barely fit in the front entrance which had borne a child. I motioned him over so that I could suck on him some more and get his mind on holes that were available.

Sid brought his cock within arm's reach, but was not close enough for me to get my mouth around that beautiful tool. My husband's cock now felt good stretching my ass, but I still wanted to suck on Sid's cock. I tried to pull him closer as I stroked it, and got him close enough to barely get my lips around him, but not close enough to really blow him like I wanted. Since I couldn't get him to move, I figured that I should have us change positions.

I leaned over so that I could take Sid down my throat, but it was too far and Erik's dick slipped out of me. As much as I enjoyed sucking on the monster, now deep in my throat, I needed the void filled between my legs once again. I climbed off the bed and gave one last suck on Sid's cock, before I moved Erik down to the end of the bed. I smiled as I saw Sid reach into the open nightstand and pull out my vibrator, while I grabbed the KY to recoat everything. I wondered what he had planned with my toy, or even if he knew. I knew that regardless, I wanted Erik back in my ass and Sid back in my mouth.

I moved to the foot of the bed and turned with my back to my husband. I reached between my legs to apply the KY in my hand to Erik's cock and to work it back into me. It easily slid back into my ass that was still stretched from earlier events. This time there was no pain, just the pleasure that I had been searching for. I was loving life when Sid moved in front of me so that I could enjoy the wonderful sensations of a beautiful cock at both ends. I settled on a steady rhythm with my hips that strengthened the feelings between my thighs, but made it easy to enjoy pleasing this monster with my mouth. I sucked it deep into my mouth a couple of times before giving in to my current fascination with its beautiful head. I ran my lips and tongue over the crown remembering how this ridge had felt sliding in and out of me. Sid seemed to jerk a little as I worked on the head, indicating that he was enjoying this as much as I was.

I heard my vibrator start up as I concentrated my licks on the part on the underside of his head, and soon felt the toy brush across my nipple. I sucked harder and deeper while keeping that same steady rhythm on Erik's cock. When I felt the vibrations move downward across my abdomen, I quickened my pace with my mouth as well as my hips. And then when the vibrations reached my clit, I nearly choked on the giant cock in my mouth.

This night had turned into more than I had ever hoped for. My mind was running in a hundred different directions as I thought about all that had happened, all of the possibilities with two beautiful cocks at my disposal, and when my vibrator was pushed harder onto my clit, my current state of bliss. I caught my breath and tried to go down on Sid's cock again, but again a jolt running through my body caused me to come up for air. It was no use in me continuing the blowjob. If I didn't stop it was going to end up with me either choking myself severely, or biting out of reflex and neither was a good alternative. Instead I wrapped my hand around the base of this thing and pulled on it jacking Sid off.

Sid was working mostly by feel with my vibrator, and it felt so good, but he was having trouble holding it in place due to me bouncing around and blocking his view. To simplify the situation, I relieved him of my toy, and turned it all the way up with one hand while my other stayed wrapped (at least most of the way) around his shaft. Now free from one of the stimuli, I took as much of Sid into my throat as I could while I pressed the vibrator to the underside of his giant testicles. The sudden surprise for him came with a moan and a jerk, and I must have had 8 or 9 inches of him in my mouth. I could clearly feel the vibrations running through his balls, up his cock, and onto my lips.

These were not the lips that I wanted to feel vibrations on though. I also knew that I had a choice to make because it was no way that I could safely keep this magnificent prick in my mouth if I returned the toy to myself. I was being selfish tonight and quickly chose me. I stuck my vibrator back between my thighs, only this time I pressed it into the folds of my labia. The toy wasn't nearly as big as either cock that I had enjoyed tonight, so it slid easily through my lips and deep into me.

Although I had removed Sid's cock from my lips, my hand remained wrapped around it jerking him off. I wanted more but this was all that I could do. Since I was limited Sid began to help. He quickly put his own hand above mine and mimicked the motion of my hand on his cock. When my hand pulled up, his led it upward stroking across its head. When mine went down his followed and pushed mine further into his balls. I was so turned on wondering if this would be considered a hand job or masturbation, but regardless for me it was fascination.

When our hands increase speed around Sid's shaft, so did the one that I was operating the vibrator with. It was almost like there was a connection from Sid's cock to my pussy by way of my toy. My speed had increased with Erik's cock in my ass too. I was slamming all the way down until his balls bounced off of my cunt. I could feel it along with my vibrator as they rubbed on opposite sides of the thin wall separating the two. Call me a slut if you want to, but there was not enough cock in the room for me and at the time I was wishing for a bigger vibrator. That was even with me ramming the whole thing in including the first knuckle of my thumb and two fingers holding the end of it.

When I felt my husband's cock shooting its warm liquid inside of me, I screamed with yet another orgasm of my own. I had lost track of how many climaxes I had, and since the end of some had just rolled into the beginning of another I wouldn't know how to count them anyway. I was just glad that this one had begun to subside when I heard Sid shout "Oh God." At the same time I felt his cock jerk in my hand, and I tried to shove it in my mouth. I caught a single spurt across the chin before getting the rest in my mouth. I had moved so fast that I must have pushed 8 or 9 inches down my throat before I knew it. I could feel the head swell and ebb with each gush of sperm that it deposited into my throat.

Somehow we got untangled from each other after everyone was finished and crawled to the head of the bed. Sid excused himself to go to the bathroom and I laid there with my husband. We didn't say a word as we embraced and enjoyed a deep passionate kiss. It was not until after Sid came back and settled in on the other side of me that I wondered if my husband's tongue had tasted any of Sid's semen that I had just swallowed. Either he had not noticed or didn't care, because he was perfectly content as he nuzzled into my shoulder, and rubbed my bald sensitive cunt while I stroked his cock. When Sid began tickling my nipple I reached over to stroke his magnificent cock as well.

I was getting a second (or third or fourth) wind when I heard my husband start to gently snore. It might have been a blessing because right now I just wanted to focus on this beautiful cock in my hand. I gave Sid a quick kiss as I looked into his eyes, confirming that he was awake. I then rolled over him and out of bed. After giving his dick a quick suck, I pulled him from the bed and led him into the pool room.

I jumped up to sit on the pool table and then wrapped my legs around Sid and pulled him towards me with my legs. This wonderful cock was again at full mast as I guided him into me. I looked down and watched as the head slowly slid in. I felt myself stretching to accommodate this enormous tool. It was like a workout. It was an ache, but it felt SOOO good. Even with the earlier events, it hurt as Sid worked his magnificent dick back in. I now knew the pleasure that would quickly follow the pain was well worth it. With not even half of it in, he slowly started working it back and forth coating it with my juices. I unwrapped my legs and pulled them back trying to open up more to accommodate Sid's cock, and with each stroke I began to become more comfortable. The flood had begun again between my legs was welcomed and useful.

Thankfully, Sid was a considerate lover and allowed me to adjust while using only the first half of his cock to fuck me with. My pussy was stretched tight around his girth and it was electrifying my clit. I wrapped my legs around him and spurred him to push further in while I massaged my pelvis just below my navel with my hand. When I felt the head push farther in, a quick mini orgasm hit me but continued to build further rather than subsiding. I was trying to be quiet to avoid waking Erik. I even bit my arm to no avail as my moans got louder and louder.

Somehow, I got the request for a break out, fearing that otherwise I would scream. I regretted asking the moment that Sid stopped and pulled out of me, leaving a most unwelcome emptiness. It was a burning necessity that I be filled with that beautiful cock again. I knew that there was no way that I could not scream my enjoyment to the heavens so I pulled Sid upstairs to the bonus room that had been turned into my son's bedroom. I closed the door and prayed that I would not wake Erik at the far corner of the house.

As I bent over and laid my chest on my son's bed, I wondered what had happened to me. Here I was bent over with my butt in the air, waiting on this young stud to fuck me from behind. He had not seduced me, instead I had thrown myself at him and maybe even worse nearly attacked him. I was hiding from my loving husband in the farthest corner of our house, and worst of all I regretted none of it. I just wanted to be filled again like I had never been before.

I was overjoyed when I felt Sid's hand rest on my hip and that cock start working up and down my entrance. The moan that escaped from me as the head went back in was completely involuntary. Sid only pushed in a few inches and barely moved as I tried to push back against him and pleaded, "Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Please I need it." He was trying to tease, so I reached back for his hips and slammed backwards as hard as I could.

"Oh, Shit!" I gasped as his cock pressed against the long ignored areas inside of me that were not accustomed to contact. Finally, he started really fucking me pushing more and more of that gorgeous fuck stick into me. I knew my screams were getting louder and louder, but I couldn't stop them from exiting my mouth. I wondered if I would wake Erik, even with all of the distance and doors in between. Suddenly when Sid's balls banged against my clit my climax hit me like a freight train. It may have even helped to keep me from waking up Erik. I couldn't breathe, let alone scream, as every ounce of my energy was consumed by the contractions in my groin.

Now, I squirmed to escape but Sid would not let me go. Instead he continued to pound into me, exerting his control. My orgasm had eased ever so slightly, but it was rekindled with every stroke and every bounce of his balls against me. As great as it felt, I had to have a break. I begged, "Please let me suck your cock. I want to taste more of your cum."

He smacked my ass hard while asking me "What do you want?"

I had to hesitate as another jolt went through me before I could answer, "Please, I want to feel your cock cum in my mouth."

When Sid pulled out, I felt so empty without him in me. I turned going to my knees and sucking greedily as I tried to distract myself from the void between my legs. I took as much of this giant cock into my mouth, while I ran my hands along the side of Sid's shaft. He groaned and ran his hand through my hair. His cock had made me forget about that long beautiful hair of his so I reached and ran my hands through his hair until I reached his ass. I gently ran my hands across his ass before fighting through the gag reflex and pulling more of him into throat. When I moved my hand back around and reached through his legs, I ran my finger through the crack of his ass. It was then that he thrust forward, almost choking me, as he pumped his semen into my mouth again.

When we got back downstairs, Sid's phone began to ring. I laughed thinking about the lack of a concept that young people have for time. It was 5:30 in the morning and he was getting phone calls. I was fixing a pot of coffee, when Sid handed me the phone telling me it was for me. I was looking at him confused as I put the phone to my ear and answered, "Hello."

"Hey Jenn, this is Stephanie. I told you that no red blooded American man would be able to say ‘No' to that ass."

"Well, I guess you were right," I said with a smile.

"Just remember, you agreed that I got to play next time. You do want a next time don't you?"

A slight frown replaced my smile as I answered, "No."

"Really," Stephanie said in surprise. "I've never known anyone to not want some more of Sid."

I then became aware of the sound of my answer. "It's not that," I told her. "In order for it to be a next time, it means that this one has to end."

"Hang in there. You have the anticipation to look forward to all week. I know I'm certainly going to be looking forward to it. Give Sid's beautiful cock a kiss from me. Bye." She said before she hung up.

As I handed Sid back the phone, I looked down at his monster, and wondered could I really be lucky enough to have a repeat next weekend. One thing was for sure. Stephanie was right that I would be anticipating and fantasizing about it all week.