My Husband's favourite stories
written by:
Lisa M 22

I thought I would write this story as my husband is always asking me about my sex life prior to him. I love to jack him off with lube and he loves me to tell him stories about how I fuck this guy or sucked this other guy, he always cums hard when I tell him how good the other guy's cock felt.

Paul loves the stories of how a millionaire boyfriend would fly me to New York and I would fuck him at a dance club on the balcony after drinking Champagne all night, then go to an after hours club and fuck in a booth while others did the same around us. Or how I fucked under the hot sun on a sailboat in New York harbor, the heat of the day, the heat of my skin, and the heat of the sex. Paul loves to hear how I fuck the younger brother of my friend, just because I was so dam horny and he was there; so I go him drunk and took advantage of him. Ya right - advantage my ass, he loved it. But his and I admit my favorite stories are of my old boyfriend Patrick. Mainly because Patrick has the biggest cock I have ever seen or had. I have seen strippers that can swing a cock over my shoulder and in to my drink, but Patrick has 2" on any of them.

It was my second year of Nursing College and I had just broken up with my first serious boyfriend, the guy who got my cheery on the floor of his dorm room. The night I met Patrick a band was playing at one of the local pubs at my school and my roommate convinced me to go, even though I was still sad about my breakup, thank god I went. The band was rocking; and I was drinking and dancing my ass off.

Towards the end of the bands second last set I was needing to pee so I headed to the back of the pub, and on the way this big, tanned, blue eyed, guy just about knocked me on my butt, as he to was raced to the bathrooms for a piss. Catching me in his arms, I froze and just looked up at him with my mouth open, his blond hair just set his whole look off, and I just stared at him. He asked me my name, and I stumbled out L I S A.

He apologized and said if I waited right there he would buy me a drink when he got back, with that he sped off in to the men's room. I just stood there, he was fucking gorgeous, but I had to pee, but what if I missed him while I was gone? I literally ran in to the ladies room, not wanting to miss his return, and fuck, wouldn't you know it, a line up, like every other trip to a ladies room. I had to wait, but I had to get going, guys piss in seconds, and would miss him. Well I figured learning to hold it would be good nursing training anyways, so I turned and went back to where we met. But he was no where to be seen, I was turning a round and looking from the Men's room back to the dance floor and back again, shit, I missed him. As I turned to walk away and back to the floor, there he was with his pussy melting smile and two beers.

That night we dance and laughed until the concert was over. I found out the he was in engineering and that it was his third year. He lived just north of the College and grew up swimming and skiing on the lakes near by. He was 6'2" and towered over my 5'4" frame. I was 105lbs to his 210, and it was all muscle. As we were leaving his asked if I would like to come with him to a campfire party just behind the dorms, and I eagerly accepted. I had long gotten over my prior boyfriend and my breakup by the time we arrived at the campfire, but I could no longer ignore my bladder. After a quick greeting to the gang at the campfire, I asked Patrick if we could excuse our selves. It wasn't a classy situation but I had to piss in the woods. As Patrick stood guard and teased me, I went and squatted in the woods; oh what a glorious relief that was. I stood and used some supplies I had in my purse to clean myself up and I even applied a little perfume to my now exposed areas, with hope that that these parts would be soon getting some attention from Patrick. When I walked out I spotted Patrick finishing his own pee break, and I caught a glimpse of him zipping up. I was in shock, I thought I must have seen his belt flip out and back; his cock couldn't be that big, could it? He looked up at me, and again for the second time that night I was staring at him with my mouth hanging open.

He just looked me right the eye and smiled a very confidant smile that said, "yes, lady you saw correctly". With that he walked over to me, his pants still not fastened and bent down and kissed me, as his mouth closed over my lips and our tongs met for the first time, I put my hand into his open pants. I found the top his underwear and pushed past the elastic, I found the base of his cock, he was getting hard and my hand could not close around it, I slid farther down and I couldn't find the head, it was too far down his pant leg. Bringing my other hand up I cupped his cock from the out side of his pants, and I had to bend over, almost to his knee to reach the expanding head, now the size of peach a in my hand. I stepped back and told him I had to see it, and dropped to my knees in front of him.

Patrick stood straight up, is hands behind his back and looked down into my eyes as I pulled his pant's zipper the last couple of inches down. Taking a deep breath, I put my fingers into the belt loops on either side of his hips and pulled down. As his jeans passed the end of his boxer shorts, his cock popped forward and up towards my face. He was 3 to 5" passed the end of his boxer leg. As he continued to harden, his cock raised his shorts up out of the way. I was in total lust! I have never felt so turned on. My hands were actually trembling as I released his jeans and reach for the elastic around his waist.

My heart was beating so hard it hurt, my vision had gone to tunnel vision and all I could see was his massive cock as I passed the elastic down past his big balls and on to the head of his cock. When the elastic stretched pass the tip, this massive cock actually smacked me in the chin with such force I tilted backwards off my toes onto my ass. I can still remember the absolute rush of pussy juices exploding in me as I went totally wet. Patrick said nothing as he stepped out of his pants, and kicked off his shoes and socks and then pulled his T-shirt over his head. What a build! Totally nude with his huge cock in his hands he stepped forward; stroking his cock with his two hands, with room to spare, its size was as large as his forearm. It was so big it had a slit bend to it. I laid back in the soft grass as he knelt between my legs and leaned forward.

Now, ever so softly and slowly, he started to kiss my neck and ears as he nibbled my body; I was floating as he slowly unbuttoned my top. He kissed me down my chest then chewing on my ribs and stomach as he undid my jeans. Leaning back he pulled my pants off in one quick motion. My panties were soaking wet and the cool night air gave me a chill as my own wetness was smeared down my legs as they were removed. Now leaning forward again he pulled my bra down and out of the way and started sucking my breast. First he was so soft and then he building up to an animal lust of sucking and nibbling which further drove me wild.

I almost could have cum just from that, and nearly did when his fingers touched my pussy. It was such an electric shock that ran from my nipple, sucked into his teeth, down to my hot pussy. Sensing my state - he stopped. What a tease! I tried to sit up but his other big hand pushed me down. He knew what he wanted and he was going to take it. Holding me down with this hand, his other returned to my pussy and he worked 3 of his fingers into me as I arched my back up off the ground and stared wide eyed at the stars above us both. His head move between my legs and his lips rapped around my clit and he started sucking and licking my flooding pussy.

My first orgasm hit me like a brick at that moment! Bouncing me across the grass with Patrick holding on to my legs and pussy and following me as I bounced. Just as my eyes were opening and uncrossing I felt his movement forward between my open legs. I knew what was coming, his head was now between the stars and me and lust was all over his face.

As he leaned forward to kiss me his cock smacked down across my stomach. Its weight surprised me, his length stretched from the top of my pussy, past my belly, right to the base of my tits, his big balls were pushing on my pussy as we kissed. As I tasted my pussy on his lips I was also in a little panic as I realized that his cock would reach that far up in me. How could that be possible? I was so turned on yet I was now tensing up with fear. Realizing this Patrick spoke the only words we said this first time, "I'll go slow. You will remember this for the rest of your life." He did, and I will. With that, he slowly rose above me, backing past my knees so that the tip of his cock was now above my pussy opening. His hand slowly moved the tip of his massive cock from my opening and back to my clit - smearing my juices around my lips and lubricating his cock head. I was very conscious of my breathing for some reason. My breaths were deep and hard and my heart was beating like I had been injected a thousand units of adrenaline.

Patrick moved forward, he placed a hand beside my head and his hips shifted their position. I could feel the head press against me. He held his cock with the other hand, pulling backwards so that his foreskin moved out of the way stretching up over the engorged monster that was aiming at me. Our eyes were locked as he pushed in. The entrance of my pussy resisted this invasion, but I wanted it more than my next breath. He moved his hips back and forth in small movements and a circle. Loosening my pussy and starting to open it, and allowing it to get use to this intense sensation.

As my pussy stretched wider than ever before; the first few inches of him entered me. The night was cool but sweat was now all over my body and even running into my eyes. As I felt him pressing against my inner muscles I turned my head and bit his strong arm beside my head, still rocking; he loosened my opening a little more with each of his expert movements. Applying more pressure, Patrick was determined to not let my pussy be an obstacle that he could not conquer. My hands were full of clumps of grass as he worked my opening, I was clawing the ground, I was now rocking my head from side-to-side, unable to focus on anything but he the pressure of being so full. With almost an audible "pop" his head entered my inner depths and more of his shaft was forced into me. Oh GOD!

I was now panting like a woman in labour. I was rapidly shallow breathing and making little squeaking sounds. As a third of his cock was now in me, Patrick no longer need to support his cock and he placed his other and onto my chest and started to pinch and pull my nipple. Patrick had now stretched me enough to allow him to quicken his strokes getting longer and deeper on each thrust. Fearing that my increasing panting and squeals would attract the other people by the campfire, he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me hard!

That night he fucked me like I had never been fucked. At the half way point of this cock pushing into me I reached down to feel my pussy lips and assess how it was doing being so stretch around his width. I knew he was working me, but with my hand I could actually gauge how big he was, how much more there was to go, and I could feel the way my pussy lips stretched out over him as he pulled back and just how they were folded back into me on his thrusts. His cock was so big that he was sucking my clit down onto his cock as he pushed in, rubbing it along the top of his shaft. What a wild fucking experience! I have had to have my clit rubbed to cum while fucking with my other boyfriend, but not with this man! His deep thrusts raked along my clit, his girths stretched my opening, and while his length hit spots only my biggest dildo will now reach. At 2/3 of his cock I had lost count of the orgasms I was having; I gave up even caring. That night he fucked me until I was soaking wet from my own sweat, my hair was stuck to my forehead and I just couldn't cum any more. For over and hour we were fucking, the man was a machine.

The lust on my face as I looked up into his eyes told him with out words "cum you bastard!" I felt him tense up and he pulled his length out of me and rose above me. His exit leaving my pussy open and empty and I could actually feel the cool night air on my inner walls.

He positioned himself above my belly with his balls tickling me and his cock was in both hands and the head of his cock was being pressed onto my lips. I swung my head up and I opened my mouth. Patrick grabbed the back of my head and hair. I took his big cock head into my mouth and just as I slid my tongue across the underside, he exploded! I love cum, and this man had a gallon of it! As he fucked my open mouth he kept shooting. I could not keep up with it. I swallowed and swallowed but most of it shot out around my stretched lips and even up and out my nose; there was no where else for it to go.

Patrick collapsed to the side; he had made such an animal grunt when he came I thought the entire party would be standing around applauding us, but no one heard, or at least no one came over. We both lay there gulping in the air. I was rubbing my, oh so sore, pussy and belly. The empty feeling filled my entire being, and I was tender and sore and oh so happy about it. I hadn't even taken all of him that night.

My husband once asked "what I did with the left over cock that wouldn't fit in?" And I told him "what left over". After that first time there was no left over cock. The following night when I was on top I jammed that think in to the hilt. It took all of my weight and a lot of determination, but I did it. I was so weak after I couldn't move. And after an evening of partying including lots of pot, I was the first girl to ever-deep throat the man to the base. One of the proudest moments of my life! Thank god for the pot, and the lube. I needed them both. But after the first time down my throat I was able to do it on demand. And he did demand that a lot:).

Pot and lube was also needed again when Patrick popped my ass's cherry. This happened on his dad's boat, on a hot summer's day, while his almost equally well-hung brother was plowing my roommate for the very first time. I haven't told my husband all of these stories yet, or the ones where I was double-teamed by the boys while I ate my first pussy. But his cock will only take so much of my hands pounding on it before it blows. And besides a girl still need some secrets of her own.