Ever sat back and thought about sexual situations in your past? I had quite a few in my 20's, good ones, bad ones, and down right awesome ones.
One year at a Halloween party for one...
I grew up in a small neighborhood. 45 houses in the neighborhood containing people of all ages and statuses. All of us kids knew each other, age was no barrier. Now close to 30, a few of my friends still lived here. This year, we had a Halloween party in our neighborhood. Alcohol flowed like water from a waterfall. My friends always tried to get me plastered because I always was the responsible one.
We stood in Bob's kitchen as my friend Mike made me an extra hard drink. He always does that to me! My wife beside me with her wine cooler, our friend Kate, and Heather all there with drinks. Kate was 22; stood 5 foot 2 inches, pretty face, mid-length light brown hair, a pair of 34D's bouncing around in her costume top. Her costume top was a solid piece, not fabric, so her breasts were just barely contained. She was always slightly flirty and definitely loved her god given assets.
Heather was another short girl with a nice face. She was 24; a little on the heavier side, long black hair, but had a huge set of 38DD breasts...so naturally she was Elvira for Halloween. She was a bit on the snappier side, but not too bad to hang out with.
As we stood in the kitchen enjoying the first toast on the night, Mike, Bob and a few others left Heather, Kate, my wife, and myself there to chat.
"Damn man, what size shoes are those?" Heather burst out.
"Size 18EE." I answered. I'd always gotten comments on my feet. Despite my size, they still stick out.
"Good lord, your poor wife!" she laughed.
My wife was only 5 foot 2 inches tall and was a beautiful, long dark haired girl of immediate Greek decent.
"I doubt she minds too much," Kate joined in, while my wife just stood there smiling and blushing red. "unless its not true what they say. Is it?"
I couldn't believe we were having this conversation with these people. I'd known Kate my whole life and never thought of her sexually...but here she is with a smile inquiring about the size of my dick. My wife looked up at me with a cautious look, wondering what she should say. I shrugged and gave her a whatever look as she turned back at Kate.
"Just say a number...if he's embarrassed." Kate quickly retorted with a serious face.
My wife quickly looked back at me, flashed me a grin and faced Kate, "8 and a half."
Kate's eyes grew large, and her mouth made an 'O' shape, "Whoa!" she breathed out as her eyes turned on me.
Heather's eyes also turned at me with a smile, "Nice, you go girl!" she said as she hi-fived my wife. "So I guess its safe to say he can make you orgasm with it then..."
"He's the only one that has been able to so far." my wife added.
"Lucky you," Heather's face changed to a smirk, "I have to assist my man in getting me there."
"Same here," Kate jumped in, "How thick is it?"
"Well, imagine the core of a roll of toilet paper. He has an upward curve," my wife said as she looked the kitchen and grabbed a banana and put it in Heather's hand. "Pretty much like this, but 8 inches long."
Kate and Heather's heads both nodded in approval as they seemed to study it. Turning it over and sideways, checking it out.
After a short, but seemed like a long silence, Kate spoke up, "Well, can we see it?"
My wife looked at me with a surprised look, maybe expecting me to object. Hell, I didn't care, why would I?
"Sure, but I'm gonna need something to get me hard. I don't want to show you a soft dick." I said.
My wife spun around in front of me with her nice ass resting against my crotch, and brought my hands up to squeeze her breasts. Her 36C's plumped and heaved up in her costume as I gave them gentle but firm massages.
Kate looked down at her tits and began to shake them back and forth in her top. They looked incredible, barely staying in the costume.
"Let's go into another room, I don't want the other guys seeing you play with my boobs." my wife said as she pulled my hands off and began to drag me into the hallway. Down the short hall we went into the master bedroom and shut the door. Kate and Heather sat down on the bed like two spectators about to watch a movie.
My wife assumed her position, and put my hands on her tits as she reached behind and began to rub me through my pants. She was wearing a mid-evil wench type costume that accentuated her breasts wonderfully. Before she could react, I pulled down her top, exposing her awesome chest to these two ladies and quickly cupped them. She gasped in surprised and embarrassment.
"Oh don't be embarrassed." Heather voiced as she began to unbutton her top a little.
I released my hold on my wife's boobs, exposing her tan nipples. Then softly continued massaging her entire chest. "More than that!" I motioned to Heather.
She obliged and unbuttoned a few more until only one button held her top on. Her entire torso was visible, the costume pressing her breasts together underneath these two pieces of fabric and one straining button. She looked up with a sly smile, put her fingers on the button and said, "Dick first..."
With all this eye candy, I was almost fully erect. My wife stepped out to reveal my dick sideways in my pants. The impression was clearly visible, it started at the zipper and stuck out to the pocket of my jeans. My wife grabbed my jeans at those places, outlining the erection and turned her head towards the girls with a smile.
"Take it out!" Kate mock shouted like someone cheering for a sports team.
Wasting no time, my wife unzipped, pulled my underwear aside, exposing the base of my shaft. Both girls eyes widened in excitement as her hand disappeared inside my jeans, grabbing hold and pulling my penis to freedom. It stood straight out, curving upward just like the banana she showed them before. Her hand loosely wrapped around it, she turned and modeled my dick like it was being showcased.
She led us closer to the bed where they were sitting. The two girls began to examine it from all angles.
"Wow, I've never seen a dick curve like that before!" Kate said.
"I have, it really hits the G-spot." Heather chimed back.
"What does it feel like? You know, inside you?" Kate asked.