I hadn't been this excited since the night of my high school prom, when I was about to give up my virginity to my boyfriend, Dave. You see, this was the night I was going to get my first taste of a really big cock-a really big black cock, to be more specific.
My name is Jen. I'm 28-years-old, 5'6", brown hair and eyes, and 36C-24-37. People consider me very pretty. Probably a 9 out of 10. My face is cute rather than sleek, is what keeps me from being a 10, but my body always gets lots of nice stares-from men and women-whenever I wear anything tight. Why downplay it in my own journal, right? My plump round ass and shapely thighs especially attract attention. Usually I dress modestly, but sometimes I intentionally wear my revealing yoga clothes around town if I feel like a little extra attention.
My husband, Mike, is 5'11", also dark hair and eyes and generally considered nice looking. He's a successful 30-year-old lawyer. I'm in IT. People consider us a nice match. But what friends and family don't know is that Mike has a pretty mediocre dick. We've been married three years, and up until recently, I might have been gentler in saying so. But not anymore.
Beside being only five-inches long, Mike's dick is pretty thin and he can't get it up more than once a day. He has been attentive with his tongue, but after a couple of years of marriage, it started to get on my nerves that the sex wasn't better.
Mike is a sweet guy, and we truly love each other. He could tell that I was getting frustrated. I had a steady diet of nice boyfriends before Mike and most, though maybe not all of them, were better lovers. But Mike and I fell in love at the time that I was ready to settle down. I figured that I would get used to his smaller dick with time.
Anyhow, one night we were cuddling after making love-it was disappointing again-and Mike knew I didn't get anywhere near close to coming. So I sprang it on him:
"Mike, Sweetie. It's no use. I know you can tell how disappointing our sex is for me. It's got to change. I'm not sure how you are going to like this, but I've done some asking around, and I found out about a nice guy just a couple of towns over who specializes, for a small fee, in meeting the needs of ladies like me without threatening their marriages. He's supposed to be really nice, and the husbands are welcome to watch. My friend Melissa and her husband Joe see him once in a while, and they swear by it as a boon for their marriage. Joe has a small dick, too."
Mike wasn't thrilled, but he agreed to give it a try rather than risk losing me.
"One more thing, though, honey. For me to participate, we have to have you in this cock cage except for once a week when I will beat you off into a jar that we will keep in the fridge and keep for a special occasion."
I could feel Mike stiffen in my hand, actually, as I told him this part. That was surprising!
"If you are well-behaved, the cage will have enough space so you can comfortably get hard. If you become a problem, I am to put you in a curved cage that would make any erection that you might start to get become extremely painful."
I reached into Mike's pajama bottoms and could feel his little woody leaking pre-cum- even though we had just fucked an hour ago! This was incredibly rare for Mike. I was so happy that the plan was exciting him.
Anyhow, now it's two weeks later. Mike has been in the cock cage for two weeks. He came a couple of times in his sleep with it on, but otherwise only once, a week ago, when I took it off and gave him a handjob with latex gloves on. I wanted him to know that my skin was not going to touch the skin of dick ever again. It was nasty, I know, but it actually seemed to turn us both on. I wouldn't kiss him while I did it or even let him play with my tits. Actually, I made him keep his hands to his sides while I jerked him off and scooped it all up into the jar for the refrigerator.
Tonight, his cage was on, and locked securely. I made sure he saw me put the key in a drawer at home so that he would know that him getting touched while we were out was to be completely out of the question.
Mike was as excited as I was for the night, it seemed. His little pecker was bone-hard inside its cage as he helped me dress. Mike dressed in an ordinary business casual outfit. I dressed somewhere on the dividing line between classy and slutty-in a tight skirt that showed off my ample bottom and a tight-fitting top. Nice make-up. Hair up and out of the way. I knew I looked fuckable. Mike said so, too.
We drove in silence with just the radio on for the thirty minutes to Mel's house. We had the cash that was required. Mel said it would be only $500 for the night, since I was good-looking.
The house was gorgeous house in an upscale neighborhood. We rang the bell, and it was opened by a 6'6" black adonis, who introduce himself as Mel. My panties started getting moist right then. He was so handsome, with a gorgeous smile and equally outstanding physique. I could not believe my good fortune. He was naked accept for a pair of boxers, which obviously had something major waiting for me underneath. I couldn't believe my friend Melissa was being so generous in sharing Mel with me!
Next, to my surprise, Mel stepped aside in introduced another gorgeous man, Rob. Rob was black also and "only" 6'4" but otherwise was equally as beautiful as Mel. He was also in his boxers, which were bulging large, too.
