It was a sunny fall day that was almost perfect for eating al fresca. Nearly every table was full outside at the small local restaurant. There looked to be people from every walk of life eating and enjoying the weather, before things changed to close the section down for the winter.
Lisa and Leslie sat at one of the tables with 2 more of their friends that they ate at the same restaurant with every Tuesday. Lisa and Leslie had been friends their whole life but had never really been close. After growing up in the same schools, though in different circles, they were the only 2 to go to the same out of state college. That led to them being roommates their freshman year, but they once again went their separate ways after that. Then as fate would have it, both got a job with the same large corperation after college, although in different departments. They had been down too much of the same road not to be casual friends and so here they sat.
Gabriella, or Gabby, was to Leslie's left and your everyday average brunette. At least average in every way except the 38D set of boobs she had. That and the fact that she talked incesantly. If someone took too long of a breath, Gabby would take over. Nobody was quite sure if Gabby was short for Gabriella or a nickname given to her because she would not shut up.
Sue sat next to her and was quite the opposite. She was thin, flat chested and quiet. She did, however, have one of the most gorgeous faces that one would see. Her teeth were perfectly straight and white, her hair was naturally blonde and flowing, and her eyes were so blue that many believed that she wore tinted contacts, but her vision was as perfect as her face. If all someone wanted was head shots she could have been a model, but her brain fit the rest of her head and she was a chemist instead.
The women had been talking about family and upcoming events, like usual, when 2 well muscled men came out to the patio area in tank tops and gym shorts. Gabby interupted without even having a break in the conversation, "Damn, I'd like to get a workout on that."
The other three women instantly turned to see what had caught her eye. "You are awful," replied Sue.
"I'm sorry. I really didn't realize that I was talking out loud, but you can't tell me that you would not do either one if given half the chance."
"Gabby, I'm happily married, and so, no I would not," Sue gave as a weak reply, while happy the other girls could not tell the moisture developing between her thighs.
Gabby didn't hesitate to remind Sue and the others that for all practical matters, she was single. "I'm just waiting for the paperwork to come through, but it wouldn't stop me from cumming through with either one or better yet, both. So if you weren't 'happily married' would you turn either one of them down?"
"Well certainly not the blonde one," Sue admitted about the taller of the two, as she continued to think about what he looked like unclothed, as she had been since Gabby pointed him out.
"Well, what about you, Lisa?" Gabby asked moving on to the next person.
"We're just talking about hypothetically if I wasn't married?" Lisa inquired.
"Whatever, if you were not happily married," Gabby shot back as if it was a stupid parameter to put on the conversation, but it seemed like the only way to get an answer.
Lisa was actually glad that Gabby had not caught on to the fact that she had not included 'happily' in her question. Lisa had always preferred relationships to one night stands, but she got bored and restless quick. She had only been married just short of a year, but including the 6 month engagement and the 3 months of blistering sex that led up to it, made it by far her longest relationship. It was her second marriage and her first made it less than a year from the first date to the signing of the separation papers. "Well, if we are just talking hypothetically, I'd like to find out what the short one has inside of those gym shorts." Like Sue, Lisa had been getting a little wet thinking about the guys, but she preferred men a little closer to her height, being only 5'2". It didn't hurt that he was a little stockier, dark haired, and a little rough around the edges, all of which were turn-ons for Lisa.
"That's my girl," Gabby exclaimed. "He would be the one that I would pick if I had to just pick one, myself. Ok Lelsie, which one of them are you going to take home?"
"Neither," Leslie replied, feigning a disinterest while poking around at her salad.
"Come on, Leslie. We are only talking hypothetically if you were not happily married," Gabby said emphasizing the 'hypothetically' and 'happily married' to poke fun at Sue and Lisa.
"Seriously, neither one," Leslie reiterated. Unlike the other women who had been stealing glances at the two buff, young men since they walked in, Leslie had looked after Gabby's initial comment and been more interested in her salad ever since. "I really can't imagine sex with anyone other than Joe."
"Honey, you need a better imagination," Gabby blurted out a little too quickly.
All of them could tell that Leslie's feelings were hurt, and Gabby who rarely regretted saying anything, wished that she had not made the comment. Leslie put her fork down and half stared at Gabby as if she was contemplating what to say. Finally, she replied, "If you must know, I prefer my man to be a little bigger."
Only Sue caught on to the comment. Both Lisa and Gabby looked over at the two young men and back before Gabby asked, "What are you talking about? Either one of those guys could bench press Joe and not even get a workout."
"I mean bigger, ... you know," Leslie said, sheepishly.
Suddenly, Gabby's attention had been brought back to the table. "Do tell, girlfriend. My educated guess is that both of those guys are packing some pretty serious meat. What makes you think that you do not need to change deli counters?"
Even Leslie had to laugh at Gabby's analogy. "I haven't been with that many men, but Joe is easily the biggest that I have had," Leslie explained. Lisa almost spit her salad across the table at the remark. Lisa was the only one of the three friends to know Leslie pre-Joe, and so she was the only one aware of the checkered past and the multitudes of men. If Joe was really the biggest then that was saying something. Leslie continued on, "We've watched some porn, too, and Joe can compare to any of them that you don't question if it is fake or not. Regardless, he ruined me from wanting other men and I am 100% satisfied."
"More like ruined you for any other man it sounds like," Gabby crudely remarked. "So when is show and tell? I think you need an impartial judge. Since the other girls are happily married, I will bring my ruler, see how he measures up, and then play with myself while you see if you can get any extra length out of him." Everyone at the table knew that even with the playful tone, that Gabby was completely serious. They also knew that she would do more than just play with herself if given half the chance.
After Leslie played off Gabby's invitation, the conversation shifted back to work and family, but the seed had been sowed in Lisa's mind. Was Joe really hung that well? Lisa knew that Leslie had literally been with hundreds of men before Joe. She had quietly wondered if Leslie had chosen to go to college out of state to get away from the stigma of being the center of a couple of gangbangs in high school. The multiple partners in one night may have changed in college, but Leslie still averaged multiple partners a week before meeting Joe. Could he have really ruined her for other guys? Lisa had to admit that other than a couple of guys in the beginning of Leslie and Joe's relationship that she knew of no other infidelities. Old friend or not, Lisa had a twinge down below that told her that she needed to find out for herself.
Lisa had only used 2 days of her 2 weeks vacation and none of her sick leave. Suddenly, she felt a virus coming on. All she could think about the rest of the day was what did Joe have to be like to tame the hormones of Leslie. She fingered herself to orgasm in the shower before bed, but that just made things worse. Her husband, Brian, ended up being the beneficiary of her fantasies. She turned out the lights and envisioned Joe. Brian's cock was better than average and Lisa had never learned to deepthroat. She climbed in bed and attacked Brian's cock with a vengence. Only it was not Brian's cock she was sucking. She wrapped her hand around his girth and sucked hard on 4 or 5 inches of cock while imagining there was another 4 inches below her hand. With her other hand, she massaged his large balls while imagining them to be even bigger. Soon she was rewarded with a huge load that was courtesy of Joe in her mind. It was larger than normal, since she normally did not take Brian that far orally, preferring him to cum inside her. Brian was absolutely amazed when she was not through and continued to suck him back to life. He was not sure if she had done that since their honeymoon.
Once Lisa had him back good and hard, she climbed on top to mount Brian, because her own release is really what she needed. She reached down, grabbed his shaft and guided him inside her. She tried to ease down, pretending that she was adjusting to his size, but she was incredibly horny and wet. And Brian, though bigger than average, was no where near the biggest that she had been with. Lisa was no where near as experienced as Leslie, but 4 or 5 men a year for 14 years adds up. It made her wonder, just how big must Joe be if he really was her biggest.
Lisa closed her eyes and rode Brian hard and fast. She propped herself up with her arms, knowing that the feel of Brian's thicker body would ruin the illusion. Even so, his hands pinching her breasts, his cock, and his movements were just to familiar. When he reached up to pull her to him, she laid down against him with her illusion broken. Still she rode him like there was no tomorrow because she wanted to get off. She needed to get off. When Brian began to thrust his hips upward to meet her strokes, she almost made it, but couldn't quite get there.
Lisa kissed her husband and then pushed away to turn around. She didn't love her husband anymore, but he was a good man and she didn't want her eyes to defy her motive for tonight. She eased back down on Brian to ride him reverse cowgirl, his favorite position. Brian loved his wife's ass, and especially so in this position. It was plump and round, but still veered up to give a wonderful view of his cock driving into her. It was now that he realized how wet she was. Even in the low light he could see her lips pushing layer after layer of her juices down to saturate the base of his dick. "What has gotten in to you tonight?" Brian asked, as he watched himself sliding in and out of her.
Lisa was not surprised by the question. She had actually expected it, since their sex life had become somewhat predictable. "I've just been thinking about St Croix all day, since our anniversary is coming up." It was a lie, although the week of great sex did bring a smile to her face.
About that time, Lisa glanced to the corner, and the clothes Brian had left hanging on the chair almost looked like someone sitting there in the low light. Her mind went back to their talks about bringing someone else into the bedroom. Neither had been against the idea of another person, male or female, but it had remained just fantasy. At that time, the mystery figure became Joe stroking his cock, while Brian got her ready for her biggest ever.
Lisa just wanted to get lost in her fantasy and decided that was easier with Brian in control. She climbed off and moved over on all fours with the ass he liked so much in the air. It was not hard for him to figure out what she wanted and he was happy to oblige. He moved in behind her and rubbed the head up and down her wet slit. Brian was not trying to tease, but Lisa was way too horny and pushed back to fill the void. Unfortunately, for her, Brian was not lined up and his cock slid underneath her instead, rubbing against her clit and causing her to groan in frustration. Brian was almost as worked up and quickly corrected his alignment and slammed into her all the way to the hilt, causing a moan of satisfaction that was clearly different from the first. Brian pistoned in and out of her, but he had plenty left since Lisa had already gotten him off one time.
Lisa glanced at her imaginary figure and closed her eyes seeing the naked figure of Joe sitting there. He was slowing rubbing his shaft, but his hand did little to cover his manhood. She saw him mouth the words, and could almost hear "I love your tits," as they swung back and forth from the impact of her husbands pounding. She smiled because she had always been proud of here B cup tits, but thought they were underappreciated by her husband. Brian slowed his pace while flexing his hips on the downstroke, hitting what use to be all the right spots when they first started dating.
They were still good enough to push Lisa ever closer to the orgasm she wanted. She glanced at the chair before closing her eyes again. This time she saw Joe's cock, unobstructed in all it's glory as he massaged his balls. She then felt the burning smack on her ass, when Brian's hand landed solidly on her left cheek. She moaned her approval and collapsed onto her chest while she pressed her ass up and back into her husband's strokes. Brian didn't make a sound but she still heard "My wife likes having someone watch me fuck the hell out of her, doesn't she?"
"Yesss," Lisa moaned in response not even sure where fantasy ended and reality began. The closer she got the more of a blur the experience became. She heard the voice from the chair say, "I want to watch you cum. You need to get off if you want to be relaxed and take as much of this as possible."
"Yes, I neeeed it," she answered. Another smack, and her ass burned with pleasure.
"And you are going to get it," Brian replied. Then she heard him continue, "Do you want me to watch him fuck you with that big cock?"
"Yes. Oh God, yes," Lisa moaned. She was getting close and worked her arm back to help getting over the hump, so to speak. She started with her clit but repetitive bouncing of her husband's balls worked through the haze of her fantasy. She loved being fucked from behind, largely, because of th impact when he slammed against her, and his balls that nearly always hung free slapped her opening. She reached further back and massaged Brian's balls. That was one thing that she would always love about her husband. He had large testicles that always wanted to stay out and play, and not run and hide like many of the men that she had slept with.
Lisa's eyes eased open, and she caught a glimps of the figure in the chair before closing again. "I'm almost there. Are you close, too?" She heard. She wasn't sure if it came from the figure or from her husband, but she responded, "Oh, YESSS," all the same. She was close, so she moved her hand back down, slowly rubbing her fingers over her clit.
Brian really enjoyed when his wife played with his balls during sex. She always had a gentle touch and the combined sensation of her pussy squeezing around his shaft was wonderful. It was a sensation that he had not felt in quite a while. He would have to do something special for their anniversary if this was going to be the result. Brian made slow, short, deep strokes into his wife. Lisa might have a gentle hand but Brian preferred to enjoy the carressing to taking a chance on a sudden movement and stinging pain that Lisa could not avoid.
When she returned to pleasuring herself, his pace instantly quickened, though. He knew she was working on herself because his balls would bump against her fingers on most of the strokes. Brian, like most men, loved for his wife to enjoy herself sexually whether it was a result of his performance or by her own hand, or even toy for that matter. Very satisfying sessions had started more than once while watching each other masterbate, most of the time when one or the other had been caught in the act.
This time, Lisa's fingers were flying across her clit as fast as she could manage. Meanwhile, Brian was simply pounding the hell out of her. Lisa was close and did not want to cum up short this time. Brian knew that it would take some work for him to get off a second time, but it might have been their honeymoon since it happened so he was giving it all that he had. He could feel the cum rising up from his balls, but couldn't quite get there.
Lisa opened her eyes again. The angle she had from her chest laying on the bed, made the figure at the chair seem taller. She saw Joe standing this time. His huge cock just inches from her lips. "Are you ready for it?" she heard.
Brian drew back and smacked Lisa's ass the hardest time of the night. Partly in frustration of not being able to get off again, and partly because of the positive reaction it had gotten the first two times.
When Lisa felt the sting of her ass, the whole world exploded. "Yes. Oh God. Fuck YES!" she screamed as she collapsed to the bed. The red handprint had not even appeared when the jolt of electricity shot through her. Her breathing was ragged as every inch of her body shook. She felt her orgasm go through deep inside her in waves with inner walls shaking uncontrolably like a runners legs at the end of a marathon. She was completely spent, or so she thought.
Brian collapsed on top of Lisa, and even though, he slowed down he never stopped fucking his wife. He eased himself in and out enjoying every spasm that clinched around his cock. His hand was right by his wife's mouth as he worked his dick deep inside her. Brian pushed his thumb to her lips thinking about his wife being able to please him and another man at the same time. Lisa opened her mouth with her tongue greeting the new visitor.
Both husband and wife shared the same fantasy at that moment. The only difference was a face and a much bigger cock to go with hers. Lisa's body was still vibrating from her orgasm as she swirled her tongue around the tip of Brian's thumb, teasing the cock of her dreams. The indulgement of his fantasies, as well as, Lisa's pulsing grip on his cock was all Brian needed. He fired shot after shot of cum deep into his wife. His dick emptied a surprising amount of sperm into his wife considering it was his second time of the night.
Lisa was still hypersensitive from the orgasm that had not completely left her when she felt her husbands release. She was in her own little world where her husband's more than ample dick filled her at one end while the cock that seemed to be much more than the product of her fantasy was pressed to her lips at the other end. Her inner walls were clinched so tightly around Brian's cock that she could literally feel his every heartbeat. When the eruption sent spurt after spurt of cum against her deepest recesses of her sex, while the head expanded and contracted with each spurt, she was sent back over the edge again.
She tried to scream, but she was so spent from the two orgasms back to back that she could barely breathe. Her body cramped to the point it was almost painful, but like the spankings there was intense pleasure in the pain. Lisa was just beginning to recover when Brian rolled off and kissed her. "I love you so much," Brian whispered in her ear.
Lisa gave him the obligatory, "I love you, too," a good night kiss, and rolled over so they could spoon. She enjoyed the cuddling, but most of all, she did not want her face to give her thoughts away. Brian had just given her one of the best mind blowing orgasms of her life, but it was her friend's husband that occupied her mind.
Lisa thought sleep would come easily, since that was the normal result that good sex had on her, and regardless of the reason the sex had been great. Instead, most of her night consisted of listening to her husband snore. One minute, she would be devising a plan to seduce Joe, and then the next, she would be wondering why she would be looking for greener pastures if sex could be like it was last night.
When Brian finally woke up to get ready for work, Lisa was still unsure what to do. The only thing that she knew for sure was that she was completely exhausted. She made coffee and sat at the kitchen counter, while thoughts raced through her head, but they would not slow down for her to make sense of any of them.
Brian, per his usual routine, rushed through the kitchen grabbing his briefcase, two packs of Pop Tarts, and the thermos cup of coffee that Lisa had made for him off the kitchen table. The only deviation was from the normal peck on the lips and "I love you" that he barely slowed down for. This morning he set everything back down on the counter, picked Lisa up into the air and swung her around kissing her passionately. "Do you know how much I love you?" Brian asked rhetoically. "I don't know what has you in such a great mood, but keep it up."
After her husband left, Lisa sat back down and sipped her coffee. For many women, it would be a time to feel guilty and think about their loving husband. For Lisa it was finally clear what to do. Brian told her to do it. "Keep it up." She finished her coffee, then called the office, telling them that she was tired and achy, and would not be in today. It was the truth after all. She was certainly tired and there was an aching between her legs that she could not get rid of. Yet. First things first, she thought, as she headed off to bed. This time sleeping like a baby.
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