My husband (John) and I (Susan) have been married for two years. I am only 20 and he is 22. He just graduated from college and has a very good job in his father's business. He is the heir apparent and so his father has him doing all the jobs, both menial and others that he needs to do to understand the business. He works very hard and is gone a lot of time, including week-long business trips. I get lonely and I had no friends in the large apartment house where we are now living.
In the basement of the apartment, there are several washers and driers for the tenants to use for their personal laundry and I met a woman there who is 29 and recently divorced. She was married only two years and admitted that they got divorced because she fooled around. She said that she needed much more sex than she was ever able to get from him. She said that she was very active sexually before she married and should have known it would be a problem after they married.
She has a foul mouth when we are alone and she said she just plain needed more fucking. She works as a waitress in a good restaurant in town and so is home most of the day until about 5pm. She is very pretty and gets hit on a lot at the restaurant. When the guy looks good, she goes for it and often is not home in the morning when we usually get together for coffee. The fun part for me is her telling me in great detail how here evening was. I get so hot hearing about all she has done that I masturbate all day after I've heard her stories.
I am very naïve. The only man I have ever had sex with is my husband. We started having sex in my senior year of high school and continued while Stan went to college and in his junior year, we got married. I love being a housewife with all the silly things to do and I would like to have a job but Stan insists that I stay home and he wants a baby as soon as we can. So I recently went off birth-control pills and we have increased our sex to two to three times a week in the hopes of making a baby, except recently he has been gone a lot.
When I told this to my new friend, Cindy, she laughed and said that frequent sex would be four to five times a day! I couldn't believe that a woman could have sex that much but she said that a woman could do that easily if she was turned on to the man and some women do much more than that on a regular basis. Cindy said that if she got all she wanted, she would have sex about two to three times a day. She said a blow job in the am, cunt licking at noon, and out and out hard fucking before bedtime would make her a happy girl.
As we were talking while waiting for our clothes to be dried, a handsome black man came in with an armload of laundry and obviously knew Cindy and came up and gave her a big open mouth, tongue lashing kiss while rubbing her ass. He put his clothes in the machine and said to her that he would be up later. When he left, she told me that she was crazy for that black man because he had a huge cock and could fuck forever.
When I asked what was big and how long was forever she answered 10 inches by 2 1/2 inches and 1 1/2 hours. I really gasped after I thought about those dimensions and length of time. I admitted to Cindy that my husband was six by 1/2 to 3/4 inch and came in about one minute and fell off to sleep. After some probing questions by Cindy, I admitted that I have never had an orgasm with or by my husband. She brought me to her apartment and showed me an email program she belonged to and I saw for myself what some big black meat looked like. WOW!! She then asked me to leave so that she could see her black friend.
I was soaking wet as I went up to my apartment. Thinking about what I had just heard and thinking of the black man I just saw downstairs sinking his big prick in my friend got me very excited. The man who lives directly across from our apartment is black but I had never thought of him. Now I was thinking about him in a way that the day before I could not have imagined. I wondered how big his cock was and how long he could fuck a woman. He also is at home during the day and has some kind of a night job.
I heard him at his door and I went to my door and pretended that I was going out. He was quite handsome and big. He was well over six feet and very black. He had a wonderful smile and a big deep voice. He was struggling with a carpet that he was trying to get in his door and the spring loaded door kept closing. I asked him if I could hold it open and he thanked me and said sure. After he horsed the carpet into his apartment, he asked if I would like something cold to drink since he was very hot from the struggle with the rug. He was having a beer and so I said a beer would be fine. I told him I was Nancy and his name was Drew.
