What an overwhelming rush of emotions as I tried to compose myself. I just witnessed my girlfriend experience orgasmic bliss I was unaware of or had ever though she was capable of. Due in part was the guy now removing his enormous eight inch dick from her well fucked pussy.
He kissed her back and began to fiddle around looking for his clothes. Rachel was still lying on the bed face down. Obviously worn out and exhausted from the furious fuck session she just received. I on the other hand; was still hiding beneath the luxurious oversized bed with her on a few feet away.
My dick was now limp and shrinking to its normal yet particularly small state of being. What a small thing I do have compared to what Rachel just fucked, I thought to myself.
How was I to proceed with our relationship now? Pretend to be oblivious of her indiscretions or instigate? I wasn't sure yet, I figured I could sleep on it while of course masturbating over and over again at what I had witnessed.
Rachel finally started to stir as she heard the door slam meaning her ex had left. I saw her stare blankly at her surroundings. Likely trying to comprehend what had just happened at her any likely repercussions. She sat cross legged looking in the mirror. For a moment I was afraid she saw me, but I was paranoid. I was in the dark, so no worries.
She picked her tiny thong from the edge of the bed and began to wipe away at her freshly fucked pussy. I guess she was aware of the amount of semen that would be dripping if she stood up prematurely. She quickly threw her cum soaked panties to the middle of the bed and began to strip the sheets. She went to the laundry room and I wondered if I should take this opportunity to jump from underneath her bed. But I decided against it despite my now growing need to urinate.
She quickly returned and I decided to instigate, well just a little bit. I texted her a message, "Hey, how are you. Miss you."
She opened her phone and I heard a discernable groan as she read it. "God what have I done," she muttered to herself.
"Miss you too," was all she replied back as she began to make her way to the shower to clean herself.
I couldn't help but stare as she walked just a few feet from my eyes. Her beautiful round ass wiggling as she readied herself. I couldn't wait to see her personally. The shower was my perfect escape if only she would get in there soon enough.
As she got the water running and was about to jump in, the phone rang.
"Hello?" she said.
"God you are calling me already? Look it's not right; it's a one time deal. I can't be doing these things anymore."
"Whatever, call me when you make some sense. Bye."
She always had that commanding and domineering way about her. I assumed it was her ex.
She finally got in the shower and I planned my escape.
Was pretty simple actually, I just quietly crawled to the open doorway and hurried to my room. What a crazy relationship we have, with each of occupying separate rooms. Oh well, I thought to myself, I'll take what I can get. I took a two minute shower not wetting my hair as not to give the impression I had been home for long. But I freshened up. Rachel was particular about clean and nice smelling men to be in her presence.
What now? I convinced myself to feign ignorance if she even suspected I knew anything. I really didn't care and I obviously got off on the idea, the concept and the reality of her exploits. I did, however, want to find out if I could ignite a sexual exploit between us. I knew her pussy was just pummeled by a huge cock and I wondered if it would feel looser than normal. I also wondered if she would be too reserved to fuck me anticipating I might find out something was different down there.
I liked the idea she was so powerfully ambitious in her quest of satisfying her personal sexual needs. I had decided I didn't want her to stop. I considered the idea of watching her again. I was already sporting a hard on when the shower turned off.
Moment of truth; if I could just get through the next awkward minutes, life will be easy again.
I made a purpose of making the door slam so she would be aware I was home. I then proceeded to make my way to the refrigerator and prepare my lovely girlfriend the drink I promised her. Vodka and tonic I decided and I called out for her.
"Hey babe, I'm home. Where are you?"
"Out in a minute, just got out of the shower," she replied.
I turned on the TV and flipped around not finding anything worth watching. She came out of her room looking absolutely stunning. Oh how I do love tight sexy clothes that can accentuate a tight sexy body. She did however manage to play it off as though it were normal everyday clothes for her.
Her breasts were definitely on display as she chose a tight simple tank top. Accessorized by simple shorts that were obviously two sizes two small. She did love to show that great ass off every chance she got.
"Hey you," she said as she entered the living room to sit next to me.
I acted nonchalant and replied, "Hey,"
I had a million things running through my mind but I decided it best to keep it simple. We sat quiet I had yet to find a channel to stop on.
"How are you feeling?" I asked. "Pretty crazy night last night." I said as I offered her a drink.
She laughed, "Yeah I can't remember anything."
"Really?" I inquired.
"Bits and pieces,"
Oh how I love her. She was giving me a free pass, whether or not she may or may not have remembered any of our absurd conversations the previous night. Though I do recall her conversation with a friend in which she divulged was well aware of my proclivity and fascination about penis size and her experiences.
Today is a new day.
"Well you did have a bit much to drink," I laughed.
"Yeah I know," she said as she swallowed the rest of her first drink.
I was bold and said fuck it. I put my hand on her knee and kissed her cheek. "I miss you," I said.
She laughed but was kind enough to allow my hand to remain on her knee. "I know." She took the remote from me and started to look busy. I'm certain she was unsure of whether or not to indulge my proposition.
So I had better play my cards right. I gently massaged her knee and said, "Let's fool around."
"God you are such a dork," she laughed. "You know it takes more than a pat on the knee and a stupid line to turn a girl on."
"Oh?" I replied as I slid my hand up her thick fit thigh. "What does it take to turn you on?"
"Hmm, making progress," she laughed lightly with her closed eyes. "I don't know if tonight is such a good night. Maybe if I gave you a special kiss." She replied as she took her left hand and patted my little erection.
"Oh really?" I replied. "I think a kiss would be lovely. Would you be so kind and show me?"
She then lowered her head and mouth to my jeans and kissed the bump where my small penis made its impression. The same mouth that had only previously been sucking on an enormous cockhead. She had never sucked me off, or ever given me the slightest impression that it might be conceivable. Was she offering this as a consolation prize as not prevent me entering her glorious pussy?
Was her glorious pussy aching and swollen and not ready for a new dick even a small one?
I had to instigate.
"Maybe I could return the kiss?" I said marveling at her thighs and where the fabric of her thin tight shorts accentuated her great thick pussy lips.
She knew what I was up to. But hadn't readily a good response to keep me from pursuing as she knew I loved sucking her pussy only half as much as she enjoyed the experience herself. "Hmm, maybe," was all she could muster as she searched for another drink.
I was fascinated by her pussy it was gorgeous and tight but at the same time thick and meaty. The female vagina is such a magnificent thing. One moment it is stretched to capacity by that of a newborn, the next it has returned to a conceivable normal state.
Only an hour ago was her pussy stretched to the max by a thick giant dick. I hadn't much time before her pussy would return to normal. I just wanted for some reason to feel it for a moment as it had been stretched. I wanted to feel my small dick and know she would acknowledge as even smaller than before after my clean yet sloppy seconds.
