Reading over the events I have written down, I developed a raging hard on and had to make slow love to my own cock.
I must apologize at this point because in the beginning, I failed to admonish you to practice safe sex. At the time of the telling of this story, aids had not become the catastrophe it is today and std's were curable by a shot of penicillin. The events I am relating to you are basically true, possibly with some minor embellishments, but actual happenings and there was very little worry about venereal diseases. Also, as a clarification for those of you who might have wondered about pregnancy, Lori and I decided not to have children and discussed me getting clipped, but with our eventual life style, decided for her to get her tubes tied. We didn't want to raise someone else's child either. So, if you are inclined to play around, please for your own sake and the sake of your partner, wrap that rascal.
I've discovered it is extremely difficult to relate the events thoroughly enough to project the actual event into your minds. I do hope that I have done enough, and relayed enough of the actual scene to let you appreciate some of my experiences in turning Lori into the fabulous, sexual partner she has become, and discovering myself in the process. My ultimate goal when I started writing this was to describe some of our experiences well enough that it would give you some jackoff material.
Pictures or videos would be preferable, but I think I'll keep them for my personal enjoyment if and when I can no longer participate because of age or disability.
I will try to relay some of the things we have experienced together and separately in the coming chapters if there is enough interest from readers.
So, OK. I had just experienced giving my first blow job. Lori had already had several orgasms and the night was relatively young yet. Greg had fed me his load of juice, James had blown at least one load of cum into Lori's quim, so David was still stroking his 10 inches, and I had somehow not blown my load yet. Lori said she needed a drink, and we decided to shower up and head for the bar to refresh for the rest of the night's activities.
As we were getting ready to leave, Lori leaned over and took David's monster in her hand and licked the head of it. She whispered, "Save some of that for me", and headed for the door.
Honestly, this was the biggest cock I had personally seen and I couldn't imagine Lori taking that monster without ripping her vagina open. She, however, didn't seem very scared by it. I was scared for her, but, at the same time I could feel myself swelling a little imagining that pole buried in her pussy.
We got to the bar, and as could be expected, the atmosphere was hot and erotic. I ordered a Tequila and sat back to relax and recoup. I had downed about half my drink when Margie came over and sat next to me. She leaned in close and started rubbing her breasts against my arm. Well, you can guess what that did. She noticed right away and smiling, reached over and took me in her hand and whispered in my ear, "Want to take a walk?"
We left and took the path down by the lake, and what she did to me in the next hour was absolutely mind blowing. By the time we made it back to the party room, I was totally wasted, both physically and sexually.
I looked around for Lori to tell her I was heading to bed but didn't see her anywhere. I assumed she was with another guy, and although I would have liked to find her and watch, I wasn't going to take the energy to track her down.
I got to our room and it was obvious I didn't have to search for her. I could hear the unmistakable sounds coming from inside. I opened the door and the sight that greeted me was astonishing. David was sitting on the couch with his legs stretched out in front of him and Lori was crouched over his lap with her back to him and her feet on either side of him, lowering herself on to his hard, thick sausage. She let herself slide all the way down his shaft with a moan that was almost animal. I needn't have worried.
It fit.
As she buried him completely, she laid back against his chest and reached her arms up over her head and behind Dave's head. This gave her leverage so she could more easily lift herself up and then let herself sink back down on that monster cock. Every time she pulled up and then ground back down, she gasped a little louder. I could tell she was going to go off any minute. She lifted up and as she was sinking back down, David thrust up into her and that shattered her sanity barrier and she leaned forward as much as she could, allowing him to inch a little more into her pussy. She started crying, and laughing and groaning and moaning as she got completely lost in her orgasmic bliss. She finally emptied her orgasm limit and collapsed.
David, however, didn't pull his horse cock out. He didn't move, but kept up steady pressure pushing his meat as deep as he could keep it. As Lori began to catch her breath, he started grinding his hips right and left causing his dick to rub against the walls of her vagina. Having that big pole inside her touching every erogenous zone she possessed was more than she could stand and she was soaring up into another plane.
I was as hard as I have ever been in my entire life watching her give herself completely over to her feelings and had been unconsciously stroking myself and as Lori exploded once again, I exploded all over my hand and the floor. His last effort at bringing Lori over the top must have been all he could stand too, because I saw him pulsing and thrusting his seed into her as she flew over the last time.
The rest of the summer continued in much the same fashion. We partied hardy with a few select couples and singles. David turned out to be the biggest cock Lori experienced up to that point, and I got to experience two other guys' tonsil treats before camp shut down for the season. I knew Lori was a sexaholic, but I wasn't sure what I was. I found I liked giving head, but wasn't all that sure about partaking in anal sex either as a bottom or a top. So, was I gay, or was I bi, or was I just a cock sucker? Lori and I still had great sex and I couldn't get enough of her so I ruled out being gay, but didn't know about the rest.
November and December turned out to be some of the best sex we had experienced as a couple. I had found a little more stamina so could satisfy her comfortably, but I knew she was capable of much more than I could supply. None of our summer friends lived close by, so it was difficult to get together with any of them, and we were beginning to miss the excitement of the chase.