Hot Wife Tryout Ch 03

This is the last of the chapters that I felt that I needed to continue my story of The Birth of a Size Queen. Gail is Jack's (the Size Queen) mother. Chapter 1 in this series explains Gail and Peter meeting. Chapter 2 is when Gail and Peter run into Carl, a gym teacher and basketball coach at the high school. Gail has been dating Tom Clarke on and off for several years (that is explained in the Size Queen series).

I've enjoyed writing these stories, and if I can cum up with some "believable" scenarios, I may add more chapters later.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. As with the other chapters, this is heavy in the bisexual category, but I'm leaving in Loving Wives just to get on the nerves of the anonymous commenters.

Hot Wife Tryout Ch. 3

A lot has happened in the past week. Peter and I were with Carl last Saturday. Before we headed to the bedroom for the main event, Carl said that he had something that he needed to speak with me about.

"Gail. I don't know how to tell you about this, so I'm just going to put it out there. Jack and I have been messing around for a couple of weeks."

I wasn't sure that I heard correctly. "Messing around. What do you mean by messing around?"

Peter asked if I would like him to leave the room so that Carl and I could speak privately. Peter and I played a married couple, but we were not in fact married, and he had no relationship to Jack other than through me.

"Thank you, Peter, but I would like you to stay." I looked at Carl.

Carl said, "You know that I enjoy playing with guys as well as girls. It just so happens that Jack pushes all the right buttons for me. I'm not going to sugarcoat it. I let it be known that I was interested, and it turns out so was he. If it's a comfort to you, I was not his first."

While I was surprised by this, I guess that I shouldn't have been. I've known that Jack might be curious about man on man sex for a while. He tries to be discreet, but I'm not blind, and I'm not upset about the discovery. I would never judge anyone, much less my son, but the fact that I was being fucked by the same cock that had been in my son was unsettling.

"I'm not sure what to say. "I'm not upset about the two of you 'messing around', I'm just not sure about messing around with you while this is going on."

Carl dropped his eyes. "This is why I decided to tell you now."

Peter said, "Can I say something?"

I looked at him. "Of course. I would love to hear your thoughts."

"This is not quite an apples to apples comparison, but imagine you introduced Carl to one of your girlfriends. Would you be upset if he were to bed her? I assume that Carl has no romantic feelings about Jack."

I looked at Carl.

"No. I'm just a horny, old man. As I said, I let my interest be known and found out that he was interested as well."

I said, "Go ahead, Peter. The scenario you gave isn't a great comparison, but I understand it. Do you have a recommendation about where to go from here?"

Peter smiled. "How about a punishment for Carl?"

Carl said, "What? What do you mean by a punishment?"

"Well, Carl. We know that you enjoy fucking a tight ass. Have you ever been fucked?"

"You're planning on fucking me?"

Peter reached into our tote bag and brought out the strap-on. "Not me."

Carl roared with laughter. "Okay. What do you think, Gail? Would that be punishment enough?"

"Not quite. You'll have to blow Peter while I'm fucking you, and I get to keep fucking you until you cum."

Carl chuckled. "Man. I am so glad that I met you two."

It took a little organizational skills, but we figured out a way to make it work. Remember, Carl is a 6'3 or 4 black man that weighs around 230 (mostly muscle), and I'm a 5'3" white, female. I don't share my weight, but I assure you, you'd fuck me if you could.

True to form, Peter lasted less than 30 seconds, but he was improving. It seems that situations that he was familiar with allowed him to last longer. This was nothing that he was familiar with.

We had to bring the stool out so that I could enter Carl's ass. Peter and I took turns eating his ass to try and get him loosened up. Then Peter lubed up his fingers and tried to open Carl up some more. When we bought the strap on, I told Peter that I didn't want anything huge. It turned out that we found something similar in size to Peter, about 7 inches and some thickness to it.

As I slid the strap on in, Carl went to stroke his cock. I said, "Stop that." I swatted his hand away. "Peter and I will help you with that. We'll let you know when you can cum."

I wanted a picture of this, but Peter and I had agreed early on that we wouldn't take any pictures of our trysts. I've got to tell you, this situation was turning me on so much, that I didn't think about Carl and Jack together again until Peter and I were leaving.

While I was gently stroking Carl during our coupling, after 10 minutes, I finally relented and had Peter suck and stroke him to completion. When Carl came in Peter's mouth, Peter shared it with me.

The rest of the evening went more like our normal routine. As we were leaving, I thanked Carl for telling me and asked him to keep our time together a secret from Jack.

Last night, I went out with Tom Clarke. Tom may be the best lover that I've ever had. My ex- was a great lover, but he couldn't keep his cock in his pants. I always put Tom in the same category. He was a great lay, but not husband material.

I know that Tom had been letting Jack use his pool since graduation, and I knew that Tom would occasionally play with guys. On the ride home from the theater, I asked Tom, "Are you fucking my son?"

It didn't take Tom long to think about his response. "Yes. Does that mean that we are through?"

I thought about Peter's advice with Carl. I even thought about bringing out the strap on, but Peter has possession of that. "I guess not. I just wish that you had told me before I figured it out."

"Well. For that, I apologize."

Tom made it up for me last night. He made me cum 5 times with the final time being when he ate his cum from me.

I had introduced both Carl and Tom to Jack in order to increase his client base for the lawn service. I guess that you could say that I was responsible for what happened.

What just about floored me was when I came home from work to get ready for my date with Tom, and Jack was coming out of the kitchen with Antonio. I knew Antonio as well.

After getting together with Carl for the first times last year, I had been so turned on by Carl fucking Peter, I wanted to see it again. I talked Peter into taking us to the only gay bar in town a couple of months ago.

Peter and I took a seat at the bar and I had him indicate which guys interested him. Peter had a type, tall and slender. Age was not as important as how the guy held himself.

While Peter and I were discussing how we were going to do this, a young Latin man came to the bar and asked for a drink. He was wearing a wrist band that he got at the door indicating that he was under 21, so he wasn't allowed alcohol. While he was waiting for the drink, he looked our way and smiled at me.

About the third time that I caught him looking our way, I pointed him out to Peter.

Peter said, "I noticed him, but I didn't think that he was what you were looking for. He keeps looking over here, but I don't think that I am the one that got his attention."

"But he would be a candidate?"

Peter replied in the affirmative. This "kid" was about 6 foot, maybe a little taller, to Peter's 5'11. He wasn't skinny. You could tell he had a solid body under those clothes. If this guy worked for Peter, he was definitely working for me.

I grabbed my glass of wine and asked Peter to wait for me here. I strolled down the bar, and the young man was watching me as I walked his way. I climbed onto the stool next to him and introduced myself.

"Hi. I'm Gail."

"I'm Antonio. It's nice to meet you, Gail." He offered his hand to me to shake. I took it and didn't let it go.

"Can I be blunt, Antonio?"

Antonio chuckled. "I think that I would rather enjoy that."

"Are you gay?"

Antonio took a quick look around and said, "You do know that this is a gay bar? Correct?"

"I'm aware of that. Yes."

"Well, as a matter of fact, I am bi."

"Can I ask you if you are a top or a bottom?"

"I like to think of myself as versatile, but most of the time when I am with a guy, I am a top."

"Do you see my husband down at the end of the bar?"

Antonio took his eyes off of me and looked Peter's way. "Yes. I see him."

"I would like to watch you fuck him."

I saw a smile come to Antonio's face and he returned his attention to me. "Is that all?"

"Well, if you're interested, Peter, my husband, would like to see you fuck me as well."

"I would like that very much. How do you know that I'm not a crazy person."

Now it was my turn to smile. I liked this kid. "I'm a good judge of people, but just to be sure, you're going to let me take a picture of your driver's license."

"And how do I know that the two of you are not a couple of crazy people?"

"You'll just have to trust me on that. You can think about it if you like. Peter and I will be here for a little while. Also, you can come down and talk with Peter before we leave."

I got my glass of wine and got off of the stool. I took Antonio's hand and asked him to come with me.

The three of us spoke for about 15 minutes. Peter and I agreed to get a hotel room, and Antonio would join us there. Peter took a picture of Antonio's license and offered his to Antonio to photograph.

Peter and I proceeded to the hotel. While Peter was getting a room, I sat in the lobby and checked in with Jack. He said that he was home and just watching TV (more likely porn). Peter let me know that we were ready, and he had sent a text to Antonio with the room number.

Once in the room, Peter took me in his arms and gave me a long kiss. "I ordered a couple of bottles of wine. It should be up here shortly." There was a knock on the door. When Peter opened the door, Antonio stood outside with a big grin on his face.

Once the wine was delivered, I suggested that Peter start undressing our guest while I poured the wine. It was difficult to pay attention to what I was doing as Peter stripped Antonio's shirt from him. I really enjoyed the time that I have spent with Peter and my other dates over the past few years, but seeing Antonio's young body brought back memories of college. I wasn't a slut, but I did enjoy myself.

I handed Antonio his glass, as Peter was on his knees lowering Antonio's trousers. The boxer briefs revealed a nice size bulge. This looked promising. "Suck on it through the boxers, Peter."

Peter was used to my giving him orders in the bedroom, and he enjoyed it. While Peter worked on the cock and balls still hidden under the boxers, I pressed my breasts to Antonio's back, reached around a stroked his nipples. "Ok, Peter. Time for the big reveal."

As Peter lowered the boxers, he exposed a rather large, uncut cock. Antonio assisted in getting the boxers off of his legs and Peter looked up. "May I?"

Antonio answered by placing his hand on Peter's head. While Peter gave Antonio a blowjob, I moved around so that Antonio could watch me as I undressed. I hadn't been with a man this young in a long, long time and I was extremely nervous about how he reacted to my body. I was happy with how I looked, but I also knew that at 41, I couldn't compete with girls in their young 20s, at least not all of them.

After stepping out of my dress and removing my bra, exposing my 36D breasts, Antonio said, "Oh mama!"

Peter took his mouth off of Antonio's cock. "She is amazing, isn't she?"

"You can say that again." And Antonio moved Peter's mouth back onto his cock.

Once I was disrobed, I suggested that Peter get up and remove his clothes. I stepped up in front of Antonio, taking a sip of my wine. I caressed his cock with my free hand and said to him, "I'm going to warn you that Peter will not last long the first time. That doesn't mean that he is done for the evening, though. Far from it."

I took my hand off of Antonio's cock and placed his hand on my left breast. As Antonio explored my breast, we sipped our wines. Peter stood off to the side. He was ready. I looked over at Peter, then back to Antonio. "Give me a good show." I moved to the chair in the corner.

Antonio was almost as long and as thick as Carl, so I knew that he could eventually work his way deep into Peter's ass, but I said, "I'm not sure that Peter's ever taken anything that big, so please take your time with him."

Antonio had Peter lay down on the bed, leaned over and took Peter's cock in his mouth. True to form, Peter lasted about 15 seconds. Antonio swallowed it all down and leaned further over and kissed Peter. I moaned. Both guys looked over at me. Antonio smiled and laid on top of Peter and for the next few minutes the two guys made out like a couple of horny teenagers.

Over the time that I had been getting together with Peter, this was the first time that I had seen him kissing a guy, and it was sending me into overdrive. I was stroking myself and as it went on, I came.

Once again, the guys looked over to me. Peter said, "I think she's enjoying the show."

Peter had put a bottle of lube on the nightstand, and Antonio reached for it. I was up and out of the chair. I held my hand out for the lube, and said, "Allow me."

After lubing up Peter's ass, and putting a generous amount onto Antonio's cock, I wiped my hands on a towel and returned to my chair. It took a few minutes, but Antonio finally got his cock balls deep into my lover's ass. I had my second orgasm at that point.

Antonio started fucking Peter, long and slow. Peter said, "Harder."

I could see Peter reach for his cock and I said "Stop!" Both men looked over at me. "I'm sorry, Antonio. I didn't mean you." Antonio resumed his fucking.

I walked over and got on the bed next to Peter, so that we were looking into each other's eyes. I said to Peter, "Are you getting turned on feeling that huge cock plowing into you?"

Peter closed his eyes and said, "Yes."

I scooted up so that I could give him a kiss. "I want you to ride the wave sweetheart. Let that feeling build, but hold out." I looked up at Antonio. "Give it to him, Antonio. He asked for harder. Give it to him harder."

Antonio removed his cock from Peter's ass and put some more lube on, then re-inserted it and started thrusting harder. I watched Peter's face as Antonio picked up the pace. I saw him close his eyes again, and I was certain that he wasn't in pain (at least I hoped he wasn't). "Hold it for me, babe."

Peter opened his eyes and looked at me. He mouthed the words, "I love you."

I scooted up again so that I could whisper in his ear. "I love you, too, Peter Barnes." And then I kissed him.

While we were kissing, I heard Peter moan. Then I felt his first spurt of cum hit me in the side of the face. I broke the kiss off and looked down towards his cock in time to see several more spurts erupt from his cock. Peter had obeyed me and had not touched his cock, at least his hands were still on the bed.

Peter's first couple of orgasms would produce what I considered a good amount of cum. It might have been my imagination, but this was more than I've ever seen from him before. I moved down so that I could lick some from his chest, and then I fed it to Peter.

After I did this a second time, Antonio said, "Can I have some?"

Shit. I had almost forgot about Antonio, although the way he continued to plow into Peter, I'm not sure how that was possible. Antonio was standing beside the bed and had Peter's legs in his hands, sticking more or less straight up. I licked up another stripe of cum and straddled Peter's waist on my knees. I reached behind Antonio's head and pulled him forward for a French kiss, transferring what cum I had collected.

Antonio asked me to take Peter's legs, and then he leaned forward again and licked the side of my face, cleaning the cum that Peter had shot there. I asked Antonio if he was close.

"Oh, mama. I'm really close."

I scooted back and put my snatch over Peter's mouth. He knew what was expected and started licking my snatch. It didn't take long, and Antonio was loading Peter's ass with a load of cum. That set me off, and I had to lean forward, holding myself up on Peter's chest. I didn't want to suffocate him.

Antonio went to the washroom to clean his cock. He returned with a washcloth and towel and cleaned Peter's ass.

I refilled our glasses and asked Peter if I could call down for some snacks, which I did. There was no sofa in this room, so the three of us sat up by the headboard while sipping our wine. I asked Antonio if he was a student. We knew he was 20 years old from his driver's license.

"No. I own a lawn maintenance company."

I told him about Jack. "He has 30 something lawns in our subdivision."

Antonio asked which sub it was and he said that he had several in that subdivision as well.

I just said it as an off hand remark. "If you're looking for more business, Jack is going away to college this fall. There will be quite a few people looking for a lawncare company."

The snacks arrived. We picked at them a bit while we drank some more wine.

Antonio set his glass of wine down and came over to me. "Did you mean it when you said that I could fuck you if I wanted to?"

I looked up into his eyes. "I was hoping you wouldn't forget about that."

Antonio said, "I don't think it will take long. How about if we ask your husband to get me hard again."

Peter didn't need any encouragement. He got down on his knees and took Antonio's cock into his mouth. Antonio put his hands on Peter's head. He said, while looking down to Peter, "I've had married cocksuckers before, but you're the first guy that's had the balls to do it in front of his wife."

I got down on my knees and looked up at Antonio. "That means that you've never had a married couple suck you at the same time." Peter got the idea and moved so that we could share the cock.

After a few minutes of this, Antonio helped us off our knees. He and I moved over to the bed. Antonio laid me back and started to lick my cunt. Peter sat in the chair watching the action.

I eventually asked Antonio to fuck me. He looked over at Peter. "You're welcome to join us."

Peter got up and walked over. He grabbed Antonio's cock, and said, "Let me help you." He guided Antonio's cock into my pussy. Antonio was in a similar position that he was with Peter, standing beside the bed as he held my legs up. I hoped it was because I turned him on more, but Antonio wasn't as gentle once he had gotten all the way into me. He had a great cock.

Peter laid down beside me and gave me a kiss, then said, "Remember to ride the wave."

As Peter kissed me again, he reached over and started caressing my breasts, tweaking my nipples. That was all the stimulation that I needed to send me over the edge.

Peter asked to get into a 69. I wound up licking his cock, while Antonio was taking me doggie style. Antonio kept up a steady dialog, telling me how much he enjoyed fucking me. He said that I was his favorite MILF.

After 10 minutes or so, Antonio said "Oh papi, lame esas pelotas." I heard Peter laughing, then Antonio was filling me with his seed. I came again, collapsing down on top of Peter. As I did so, Antonio's cock exited my body and plopped down onto Peter's face.

Peter immediately took it into his mouth and started cleaning it off. When Peter was done with Antonio, I placed my pussy on his mouth and let Peter suck the cum out. I told Antonio that he was staying the night, since he had been drinking and under 21.

Before drifting off to sleep, I asked Antonio what he had said to Peter that caused him to laugh. It was then that I found out that Peter was fluent in Spanish. Peter laughed again, and said, "He told me to lick his balls."