Content note: unrealistic proportions and anatomy, excessive (really excessive) cum.
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I'm sitting on the couch again, watching my wife. Jess pants as she limply gestures with one arm towards the hallway, her other hand slowly stroking back and forth over Jason's mighty shoulders as he cradles her in his thick arms. She looks absolutely tiny compared to the teen. Her loose hand drops down, finding his turgid, oversized cock, resting on the head. She can't even reach around to the bottom of it, fingers splayed as precum flows out between her digits.
Jason looks at me and winks. "Coming, Steve?" he laughs as he strides out of the room, a trail of liquid running down that prodigious member and dripping from his enormous ballsack as he goes. I'm left alone for the first time since before he got here, surveying the damage. There's precum everywhere... the amount is ridiculous! It's scattered all over the floor, thick puddles of it in places where he stood still for a while. Lucky that it's hardwood, or else this would need a very embarrassing visit from a steam cleaner. The couch is soaked through from where my wife practically showered in the stuff as she played with him.
I feel torn - thinking of her face and expression as she played with his monstrous genitals leaves a heavy weight in my gut. Everything about him is just unbelievably huge, from each powerful muscle to that incredible cock. She adores it so much, she's completely uninterested in me by comparison. It makes me feel sick watching her, but at the same time I've never been more aroused in my entire life. My cock - still dripping with his fluids! - is rock hard, all nine inches throbbing out in front of me. I've always thought of myself as being so well-endowed. I guess I am, really, every woman has told me I'm their biggest by far, but my wife said it best. He makes me look like a little boy. What are the odds Jess would stumble across a monster like this?
I get up, following the trail of fluids leading to our bedroom. It's such a surreal thing to see. How can there be so much precum? He hasn't left a thin line of the stuff - it's more like thick ropes splashed across the hallway. I can see it still gradually spreading over the floor a little more as I step around and over his secretions. Approaching the doorway, I can hear my wife slurping and choking once again. I peer around, seeing that she's been set down on the edge of the bed facing towards the door. Jason stands in front of her, taking a broad stance to bring his cock low enough, massive balls hanging low between his legs. All I can see of her is the knees down, the rest concealed behind her lover. He's slowly thrusting his hips back and forth, moving his arms in time with the motion, presumably pulling Jess's head over his cock.
I step around to see, moving to one side of the bed and sitting. When he notices me, he stops moving. I see one of his hands is actually just resting against the root of his cock, gently rubbing and squeezing. He's holding my wife in the other hand, roughly gripping her face. His hands are so large, he has a thumb reaching up to her scalp while his fingers are splayed, gripping her from above her ear to under her jaw. Her eyes are closed and she's moaning around the tremendous intrusion in her throat. The teen looks at me, maintaining eye contact and smirking as he slowly pulls her forward. It's a gradual but relentless motion, pulling Jess deeper and deeper onto his cock by the grip on her face. Once she's all the way to the root, distended bulge running all the way down her throat into her chest, he immediately starts pulling her back the other way at the same pace. Inch after inch after inch of his manhood is revealed, the size still shocking me. It really looks like it shouldn't be able to fit even a little bit into her mouth. My own appendage is less than half as long, and probably less than half as thick, but in our years together she never managed to deepthroat me. Somehow, though, she's learned to take the entire length of this gigantic cock into her mouth.
She opens one eye, the other covered by his hand, and makes eye contact with me as he casually pulls her further back. Tears are forming in her eyes from the choking. Her smooth motion back pauses as the head of that elephantine cock reaches her mouth, catching there, before she's jerked back and off it. As his cock is finally drawn all the way out, I can see her mouth is overflowing with precum, running down the back of her throat and slopping down her chin. She tries to lean forward back to his cock, but immediately stops as he tightens his grip on her face in warning. Instead, he brings her face forward and down, poised below the tip of his cock. His viscous fluids pour onto her forehead, running down over her exposed eye. Jess's tongue slips out, lapping from the current as he shifts her around, quickly drenching her face and hair in his viscous secretions. Finally, he pulls her back to the end of his tremendous reach, face level with the tip of his cock. My wife opens her mouth, smiling in anticipation, and he flexes his cock. A great bolt of precum shoots from the tip, striking her. The volume is enough to fill her mouth and splash across her entire face and the hand gripping it, falling down and drenching her pert tits.
Finally Jason releases her face. Jess doesn't pause as she swallows it down and bounces to her feet, moving to kiss him. He grins down at her, standing to his full height. She doesn't come slightly close to reaching. "Ew, look at you! You're covered in my fluids, you dirty slut," he teases her.
She laughs as she jumps up, hooking her arms around his neck before getting her feet up, one on his upper thigh and the other on the base of his powerful cock. My wife can easily reach his face now, gripping his hair as she kisses him. It suddenly seems awkward to watch, so I look away. Jess's foot, planted on his cock, is literally thinner than its sopping wet platform. My gaze runs all the way along, looking over the criss-cross of bulging veins, before watching the constant flow of precum from his distended slit. It runs down the underside of his cock, over his churning balls, and drips to the floor. I start rubbing my dick again as I look over those ridiculous genitals. Every couple of heartbeats, a larger pulse of fluid slips out, splatting onto the bed and drooling a trail down to the floor.
Finally, my wife breaks away from him, turning to look down at me. "Wow, you look so small from up here!" she giggles. "It's kind of surreal to be this tall. Like... huh." She shifts her other foot to his cock, turning her body fully to look around the room. "I can't imagine looking down on everything all the time like this. And everyone! I mean, wow." Jess takes a step further out onto his cock, one hand on his shoulder to stay balanced. "Also, I shouldn't be surprised since I know you can hold me up, but I never thought of actually standing on your cock before. Your massive, incredible, ridiculous, throbbing cock. This is pretty amazing. Definitely worth all the exercise you do with it."
He chuckles but doesn't otherwise respond, instead grasping her waist with one hand and leaning her over to his side. He pulls his cock out from under her feet, leaving her dangling in his grip as he lifts it up. With his tip touched to his chest, he pulls her closer, getting a low moan from my wife as her pussy is pressed against the root of his dripping cock. He rubs her up and down there for a minute, just pushing her up and down a couple inches of his cock, drawing out more moans of pleasure from her. His other hand comes up, rubbing her generous tits before lifting her up to press her whole body against his slick monolith. One hand cupping an asscheek and the other supporting her shoulders, Jason starts raising and lowering her, stimulating his cock. Her tits are pushed aside, his head bumping and rubbing over her chin with each stroke. More and more of that precum streams out and runs over my wife's face as she licks at him.
