America Woman

I suppose you could trace it back to that warm September morning in 2016. Cliche I know, but after 15 years of marriage things had gotten a little stale and infrequent in the bedroom. I'd decided to attempt to spice things up and to do so I purchased a dildo from the internet, discreetly delivered and after a good clean and sanitise it was in the drawer ready to go.

I hadn't put too much thought into 'dildo selection' and had just gone into the favourites section and picked out the best value, which happened to be the 2nd biggest seller. It came in a choice of colours from light pink to dark black. Decided on the 4th of the 5 colours, that being dark brown. Now this wasn't for any deep rooted reasons you might think, the light pink and pink versions reminded me of a children's programme 'Morph' so you get the idea. Besides, the contrast in colour from Melanie's pink vagina and alabaster white skin to the dark brown silicone rubber dildo. Size wise I had opted for 9" as I was 7" and I supposed i'd need an inch or so for grip, girth wise it was slightly wider than my own real artillery piece!

This particular morning we warmed up by me stroking her all over intermixed with some kissing. This escalated when my right hand parted her legs ever so slightly and I slid my middle finger into her opening, slowly caressing her warm moist hole. I continued this for a while as I felt her getting more into the moment.

"Melanie, would you want to try something different?" I asked.

"What do you mean, different?" She asked, her breath slightly deeper.

"I got us a toy, a dildo, thought it might spice things up a little." I paused to gauge her reaction. She thought for a moment and asked to see it. I nodded and rolled over to the bedside drawer and pulled it out and handed it to her.

She held it in her hand and said "it's very big, i'm not sure. Go on then but be careful please." With that she handed me back the dildo and we continued to kiss and caress.

I began to move down her body kissing and using my tongue, lingering on her boobs and nipples before descending to her navel and below. I arrived at her well kept bush and the sweet smell of her arousal. As I shifted my position I was now between her legs and began eating her out. After a few short minutes she felt ready, her wetness signalled the time to begin. Slowing the pace of my tongue brushing her clit, I reached with my free hand for the dildo.

I retrieved the bottle of lube from the bedside unit and liberally applied it to the dark dildo, it was glistening in the morning half-light. I removed my tongue and mouth from her hole and rubbed it a couple of times with my thumb and forefinger confirming her wetness. Positioning the brown head of the dildo at her entrance, I swooped down and gave her clit a good lick for good luck as I eased the rubber cock into her.

"Ooh!" She said, "it feels hard."

"Just relax." I reassured her, moving the first 3 or 4 inches into her. After a slow start, she closed her eyes and began to get more into it, moving her hips to meet the thrusts of the rubber dick. Now that she had relaxed and loosened up I fed almost the full length into her and before long her breathing became noticeably shallow and quicker. Her hips bucking in time to meet the dildo, all 9" was now plunging in and out of her fuck hole.

With a groan she came, "uughh.." and slowed her pace right down. She touched my head with her hand, which I took as a signal to stop. I slowly began removing the dildo, watching as each inch reappeared. Soon the head plopped out, followed by a small fanny fart.

"I'm sorry." Melanie said, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't worry, it's perfectly normal, as long as you enjoyed it!"

With that, we cuddled up. At 45 and 41 respectively it's a challenge to keep things fresh and exciting. That morning wasn't the norm. I wanted to maximise the occasion, I wanted to find out more of what turned her on in order to be able to push her buttons in the right way.

I asked her what she was thinking of when she came. As always she was reluctant to be forthcoming with details. She pointed out my double standard though.

"Lenny, you can't talk! What turns you on?"

She had me there. It's not like I could admit to thinking about her friend who I dated briefly before we got together. Equally out were any number of fantasies born out of porn, as anyone who's ever surfed Pornhub etc will testify there's a lot of masturbatory fuel out there.

I decided to play on the edge, kissing her neck and with my hand on her thigh gently stroking and massaging her.

"Okay, sometimes when i'm getting in the mood. I fantasise that I'm watching you get fucked by another guy." As I told her this my hand moved back to her vagina, kneading between my thumb and forefinger.

"No way! I could never do that!." She retorted. Her vagina though told a different story as once more it became very wet, very quickly. She came again, this time very quickly.

That signalled the end of that morning's entertainment, we talked for a short while agreeing that all it was was a fantasy. You could never risk doing anything like that, especially in a small market town like Salisbury, not without running into the wrong people in the supermarket etc. Could you imagine the embarrassment and awkwardness? I mean it was fine for role-play etc but a fantasy it would most likely stay.

Fast forward to summer 2018, I was due to fly out to San Diego for a series of meetings and seminars. I usually attend these with Dave Kelly, my colleague. However he was unable to attend this time due to his wife giving birth around that time. No biggie, I'd flown solo on these before, but I had an idea. I asked Melanie if she fancied a vacation, she was delighted and began planning outfits and making lists of things to do and see. This was important as she would have several hours to kill on certain days when I was in meetings. All in all though the Planning of the trip went flawlessly and the day of the flights was soon bearing down on us.

I won't bore you with a rundown of airports, taxis and fast food on the move. We soon found ourselves at the Dalton hotel, a mid-range offering. Me and Dave Kelly usually opted for a hotel like this. A simple reception/rooms set-up, we usually took breakfast at the conference venue so no need to pay for another. An oddity of this particular room was behind the main door to the room there was a shared kitchen/WC area with two lockable bedrooms. Dave would have one and I the other. On this occasion though, Melanie and I occupied one room and just stored the bags in the spare.

We settled in and after a meal at a nearby steakhouse, went back to the room and had an early night to sleep off any remnants of jet lag. The next morning (Monday) we got ready and after a lovely breakfast at Denny's we made plans for the day, mostly consisting of shopping and sightseeing.

Around 3PM I was away at the communications conference, Melanie was having a rest up at the hotel and the plan was once I finished at work I'd meet her at the Royal hotel which was about 200 yards from ours, which unlike the Dalton had a busy bar and entertainment by the way of bands and singers etc.

At 1800 or thereabouts, I paid the taxi and crossed the road to enter the bar area of the Royal. I got myself a drink and scanned the busy room. From my vantage point at the bar I caught sight of the back of Melanie's blonde haired head. Here's where it gets interesting, she wasn't alone. A stocky well built man who looked approximately 25-28 was clearly having a good old chat, laughing and joking (flirting!). After 20 minutes or so another guy appeared and tapped the first on the shoulder speaking to him. The stocky guy turned back to my wife and said something. He then left the bar and went away. I left it a minute and sent Melanie a WhatsApp message.

"Hi love, i'm just here at the bar, where are you?" Without waiting for a reply I walked around the corner and made a pretence of scanning the room. She waved me over.

"How was the meeting hun?" she asked, looking ever so slightly flushed.

"Not too bad... who was your friend?"

From slightly flushed, to full on rosy pink Melanie looked open mouthed seeking a reply.

"I.. I.. he.." She floundered. I stopped her with a hand gesture.

"It's perfectly fine, nearly that fantasy we talked about last year wasn't it?" She assured me it wasn't the case. We carried on talking and it seemed Bryan was a marine from the nearby naval base, and after some prompting she admitted he was 'hot'.

"Next time why don't you take him back the room and let him fuck your brains out?" I teased her lightly. "When your finished I'll call you and you could say your husband is on the way back so he leaves."

"Stop it, besides we talked about this before". She started before I raised what I considered a good point.

"Yeah, but you're hardly going to run into Bryan in Salisbury Tesco are you?" To which she didn't reply.

"Seriously, I mean it. Have fun and remember all the details as I'll want a run-down!" She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.

"There is the spare room, I mean if you had prior warning.." She trailed off glancing at her mobile phone before raising her eyes to meet mine. After about a minute of silence I changed the subject and before long we ended up having the evening that had been originally planned, a few drinks and a listen to some decent country tunes belted out by the resident band. We retired to the room and had an intense lovemaking session, Melanie came before me which isn't the norm.

"I wonder what got you all fired up?" I asked but received nothing but a satisfied smile in return.

The next few days were a lot more normal, shopping or seeing the sights in the morning and then a meal and some entertainment in the evening. It was Friday when events took a turn in an unexpected manner. I had a long meeting in the afternoon which was just getting finished up when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and read my wife's message.

"Are you sure about it?" I read out aloud, puzzled. I replied that I'd be fine going to the Jazz place as planned. I mean, I'm not a huge fan of Jazz but I'd tolerate it! She quickly put me in the correct lane.

"Bryan's here." She messaged. "Do you want this?" My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest. I thought for a moment and replied.

"Go for it. Have fun xxx." Following up with "don't forget to text me when you need to." The final message I received from Melanie was simple.

"Okay."

I made my excuses and pretty much ran to the foyer, hailed a cab and 10 minutes later I was at the Outer door to the room I used my keycard and went in. It was all quiet and the door to our bedroom was open. Result! I had made it back first. I went straight to the spare room and pulled the door almost closed. I sat in the armchair and waited in the dark. After about 20 more minutes I started thinking that I had misunderstood the conversation. I typed out a message asking what was occurring, but I never got a reply. The reason for this came through the outer door seconds later. Melanie giggling and Bryan speaking low and assured. He shut the door behind them and threw his jacket on the kitchen counter. He took her hand and led her into the bedroom kicking the door 'almost' closed.

I gave it a minute and then slowly crept into the dark kitchen. Looking through the gap in the door I could see them standing up kissing at the edge of the bed. He had a hand on a boob and his other hand moved up and down her side. Bryan appeared to be taking his time, eventually his hands made their way to the back of Melanie's dress. He unzipped her in one fluid movement and they let it fall to the floor. She stood there in only her blue bra and panties, after starting slowly Bryan unfastened the bra and sent it flying to the corner of the room. He whipped off his tight white T-shirt and picked Melanie up, he dropped her on the bed and she lay down with her legs over the edge. Bryan knelt down and hooked the panties with his broad fingers and slipped them off.

Even from where I was observing, I could see her arousal so wet it was glistening in the light. In the warm San Diego evening, he pulled her legs toward him and feasted on her hot cunt. He put some top effort in with his tongue and fingers, I began to see the signs as Melanie started bucking her hips and breathing more like a hungry animal. Bryan paused, he stood up and without breaking eye contact with her unbuckled his jeans and kicked them off to the side. Melanie sat up on the edge of the bed and said something I did not catch.

"Be my guest darlin." He said, moving his hands out of the way. Melanie really slowly started to pull down his pants, the obvious bulge at the front slowing down the proceedings slightly. Then it became real, as the pants reached the lower hips. The inevitable happened the bulge hiding behind the fabric of the pants flopped out lightly slapping Melanie in the face, eliciting a noise of surprise.

"Oh! Lord." She said out loud. And to be honest I think she did well to leave it at that. Pants removed Bryan stood there, one hand by his side and the other stroking the back of Melanie's long blonde hair. Her face inches away from his dick, and what a dick. Not yet fully aroused it hung there, twitching. All of 10" and thick.

My mind flicked back to using the dildo on her, how she struggled with its dimensions initially. There was no way she'd be able to contemplate taking on this monster. Surely, but then how far would this be able to go?

Bryan moved in closer, he must be able to feel her warm breath on his dick. Melanie looked up at him and then back at his dick, she grasped the base of his shaft with her left hand and gave it a couple of strokes. She opened her mouth and her tongue came out and licked along the shaft and off the tip. She proceeded to feed it into her mouth, before long she was doing her best to throat Bryan's cock, gagging every now and then. I was impressed, she rarely extended me that privilege, she must be really into it I thought. Maybe his size had put her off taking it so she was putting all her effort into the BJ.

Then she pulled her head off his dick smiling, she reached to her side and picked up the bottle of lube from the dresser. She squirted a shitload of lube into her hand and rubbed in up and down his huge stiff dick. She squirted another dollop into her hand and instead of his dick, she splodged it up her cunt.

"Here it comes, you ready baby?" Bryan asked, but it was more a statement because as he said it he hooked her legs and positioned her just where he wanted her. His bulbous dickhead pressed at the folds of her wet lubed up cunt. It seemed to be putting up some resistance when 'pop' it broke the seal.

"Uurrr!" Mel groaned, half in pain "go slow." Bryan did just that starting with slow shallow strokes. Imperceptible but fact, he added length a bit at a time thrust by thrust. Soon he was giving Melanie the full dick, pulling out to almost the head and then slamming it home balls deep. A meaty slapping noise accompanying each thrust as his balls slapped her arse.

"Ugh, Ugh, Ugh,Ugh." She grunted, as he fucked the shit outta her, she was lost in the act.

Bryan slowed the pace, slowed it right down without stopping.

"Get on your knees." He ordered, pulling his wet dick out of her now stretched sloppy cunt. Melanie did as she was told and fast. On her knees with her arse in the air almost begging for it. Well, actually begging for it!

"Fuck me. Fuck me now."

Bryan wasted no time, a hand on each hip he lined her up and pushed his full thick 10" dick right into her gaping fuck hole.

"Eeaaugh!" She exclaimed on the first thrust. She had little time to recover though as Bran was intent on getting his. And he did, he fucked her hard for 5 minutes or so. Melanie accompanied his thrusts with a collection of grunts and groans before coming loudly.

"Hnnnggggaaghhh, ugggh!!!". She incoherently cried out in orgasm. Bryan did not stop, another minute of powerful fucking then he sunk his dick in right to the balls, the muscles in his neck twitching and his legs gave a slight shiver.

Spent, Bryan pulled his huge slimy cock out of Melanie's well used hole, it emerged with satisfying 'Splop'. Still on her knees, face in the covers she was done. Bryan rolled her onto her back and stoked her leg.

"My first English chick, sure hope you enjoyed it". With that, Bryan efficiently retrieved all his clothes. Then dressed and left. By which time I had successfully returned to the spare room. I waited until the main door clunked closed to emerge, ensuring the coast was clear. I made my way to our bedroom and opened the door, expecting to find Melanie dressing or under the covers. However I found her laying in the same position that I had last seen. Flat on her back, arms out to the side with legs akimbo. The difference was that I now had a completely unobstructed view, and a close up at that. I took a moment to take in some of the finer details, her contented slow breathing and her eyes closed. The bottle of lube was on its side further up the bed. It had earned its money tonight had the lube!

I looked at my wife of nearly 20 years. 43 years old, blonde hair and carrying that little bit of extra meat which fills out mature women in the correct places. Her smudged lipstick evidence of her assault on the donkey dick earlier. Down to the puffy red lips of her abused vagina, which gaped open stretched from taking Bryan's huge, meaty 10" dick. And cum, cum leaking out of her hole dripping globules of thick snotty cum onto the bed sheet.

On a night of firsts, what followed I can't explain. I felt drawn to her cunt. I knelt down in front of her, reached under her and cupped her bum, pulling her close. I ate her out, cleaned her. Licked inside and out of her gaping sloppy cum covered pussy including her now matted pubic hair.

Once that 'duty' was performed I moved up to lay with her. I put my arm around her and kissed her full on the lips. "How was it?"

She half opened her eyes and said in a dreamy voice "It was perfect." I helped her into bed and quickly tidied up the room before joining her. As I turned off the lights I wondered if it had been a one off.

"So, so good." Melanie whispered as she drifted off to sleep. Probably not a one off then I thought. As Melanie slept, my mind went wild.

And to think, we still had over a week left of our vacation. Perhaps I'll recount what happened. I still can't fully believe it to this day.