If you're reading this you probably read "The Dancer" by my husband Stan. He wrote up the account of how one night we were consumed with lust and two of his poker buddies fucked me. We were so ashamed of what we did that we didn't talk about it afterwards. I found the story he wrote about it though and I thought I would complete the story.
I was a virgin when I met Stan. I had never had sex with another man before that crazy night he told you about. I was aware that penises were different sizes and shapes from one man to another so I wasn't surprised when Ron lowered his pants and I got my first ever look at a 7 inch penis. Stan's is only about 5 ½ inches and not very big around. Ron's was longer and bigger around.
I really liked the feeling of being stretched open by Ron's penis. And it felt good when he went deeper than Stan was able to do. I hoped Stan's feelings weren't hurt as I started to cum so soon after Ron entered me, and then just kept cumming almost the whole time he was fucking me. I think part of the reason was having Stan holding onto me while Ron fucked me. It just felt so naughty.
When Ron pumped his cum deep in me it was a totally new experience. I thought if Stan could go that deep I might get pregnant even with his low sperm count.
After Ron pulled out I was ready to stop. But I knew I would have to let Bud fuck me too. I was still lust crazed enough to accept that. I really like Ron a lot and I'm glad I had sex with him. Bud is another matter altogether. I never have liked him. He is always so loud and vulgar. He's always trying to grab any woman within reach and feel her up. I think he's disgusting. Stan makes excuses for him, but that doesn't help.
I didn't really want to fuck Bud, but Stan and Ron were holding me down and he got between my legs before I could close them. When I heard Stan gasp I looked down and almost passed out. He was HUGE.
I knew then why his wife, Jen, called it a cock and not a penis. I didn't understand how she could take that monster in her. There was no way he was going to get that thing in me. I admit that I kind of got turned on as he rubbed it up and down my slit, squeezing the head between my labia.
But then he pressed the head in my hole and I thought I was going to die from the pain. It was a burning and tearing sensation. That's why I screamed. I wanted it to stop. When he told Stan to hold me for him I knew Stan would make him stop. Then Stan grabbed my ass and held me still, encouraging Bud to fuck me.
Something snapped in me and I wanted all of his cock in me, no matter how much it hurt. When he talked of making me pregnant, as he pushed deeper and deeper in my body, I started hoping he would. I don't know where the thought came from, but I wanted to be a slut and let everyone know that my cuckold husband was raising Bud's child.
That's when I started to cum again. Just as I was getting used to the pain in my cunt Bud leaned down and bit my right tit. It felt delicious to have the double pain. I wanted him to hurt me as much as he could. I wanted him to mark me as his so Stan would have to always know what Bud had done to me.
When his cock was finally all the way in the pain subsided a little and I wanted him to give me more. I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could. I loved having that giant cock stuffed in me. Filling me like never before. I felt Stan's fingers dig into my ass and I knew he was cumming. I was glad that he was cumming while Bud fucked me. I knew it would happen again. Even if he didn't want it to. I found out I LOVE big cocks.
Ron was alright, with his 7 inches. But something like Bud's monster was what I needed. Ron might fuck me again just to get me ready for the main event.
When Bud shot his fertile sperm in me it felt like he was pumping gallons of it into my womb. I just knew I was pregnant.
After he pulled out and got Stan between my legs I almost laughed to think that Stan might want to try to fuck me now. He wouldn't be able to feel anything and neither would I. Then when he went down on his knees for a closer look at my violated pussy I thought if he wanted to feel something I might jack him off.
Then Bud put my hand on Stan's head and started pushing his face toward my pussy. When I saw that Stan wasn't resisting I didn't need Bud's help any more. I wanted my little cuckold to smell and taste what the two men had done to his wife.
I shuddered with pleasure as he made his first tentative entry with his tongue into my wide open pussy. I contracted my muscles to try and push more cum into his mouth. When he started sucking all that messy goo out of my sore cunt I started cumming again.
He didn't stop until about 10 minutes had gone by. When he finished sucking that luscious cream from my pussy and looked at me he thought I was ashamed for what I had done. I was ashamed that I had settled all those years for his little dick when there were men out there with real cocks.
The next morning I was ashamed for what I had done and for my thoughts the night before. Stan is my husband and I love him dearly. I don't want to do anything to hurt him. Thank goodness, I didn't get pregnant. My next period was right on schedule. I vowed to myself that I would never let anything like that happen again.