This is the continuation of the story of my hot wife Maggie attending a high school class reunion recently. This is not a cuckold story as some would suggest. This is a story of a loving husband and wife who share many activities together including an occasional sexy scene when my wife decides to release her "inner slut" which is not often but when she does it inspires scenes like this one which I enjoy reliving through writing.
In case you did not read Part One of The Class Reunion I will fill in some details here. My hot wife, Maggie, accompanied me to my high school class reunion recently and we were anticipating a dull and boring evening while observing how well or how poorly people had aged. In fact, it was a very nice party with a silent auction, a nice warm up cocktail party, a delightful dinner and an excellent band that provided terrific tunes that generated a lot of dancing couples.
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At dinner we were joined by Jimmy "the Horse" Johnson who was formerly the captain of our high school basketball team. At 6' 3" tall and still very fit, Horse had gone on to play college basketball and then attended Medical School. He is currently a surgeon at a prominent Boston hospital and has been twice divorced.
His nickname "Horse" came from two sources. He was a Horse on the basketball team and frequently played the entire game. In fact, he rarely missed a minute of play throughout high school and college and sometimes took the entire team on his back while pouring on the points and winning games.
Some of us who knew him also knew that Jimmy was extremely well endowed and while we did not talk about it much in high school, we all knew that Horse Johnson had the longest and largest penis in the school. He loved walking around the boy's locker room with his massive cock swinging in the breeze. He was also arrogant and cocky because he knew he could have virtually any girl in the school and in fact, he did have many of them over time. Thus the nickname Horse because he was certainly hung like one.
Horse Johnson sat with us and he quickly honed in on Maggie. They talked non-stop throughout the evening as he is very engaging and well versed on many topics. He is also an excellent dancer and he and Maggie danced several times during the evening. Of course he did not miss the opportunity to feel up Maggie's impressive 39D breasts or push his massive cock into her toned stomach during slow dances.
The dancing and wine consumption led to Horse Johnson inviting us to his suite on the top floor of the hotel. After a brief chat with Maggie and then me, we agreed to visit him in his room knowing exactly what would happen if we did.
Maggie and Horse fucked and sucked for over two hours and finally I escorted Maggie to our room two floors below while she was wearing only the white hotel robe and her high heel shoes. I carried the rest of her clothing and we left Horse Johnson sound asleep on the bed in his room. Maggie was exhausted after a furious fucking from his enormous cock and she was quickly asleep in our king size bed.
This is the point at which Part One of the story ends and Part Two begins.
I was so horny from my voyeuristic view of Maggie and Horse Johnson I could not wait to wake Maggie up and fuck the daylights out of her. I awoke at 5:30 and laid there until she finally stirred around 7:00 AM. When she did I snuggled up next to her spoon style and cupped her sexy breasts. My hand soon slid down to her still warm and very wet pubis.
One of the major advantages of Maggie releasing her inner slut like she did last night is that she is usually hot and horny for several days after the event. Her pussy was hot and wet and I was not sure if it was from a morning dream or if she was still aroused after her pounding from Horse Johnson. In any case, I inserted a finger into her wetness and she was hot, wet and sticky. She responded by pushing her butt against me, a clear signal to proceed. That was the only hint I needed.
I inserted my very hard cock into her from behind while massaging her sensitive breasts and nipples. She responded by cumming almost immediately. Her pussy was definitely loose after the enormous cock had invaded it for an extended period and I could feel Jimmy's sperm, hot and sticky, still inside Maggie. This only made me hornier and I fucked Maggie with a desperate fury. As I felt myself getting ready to cum I rolled over on top of Maggie and pulled her legs into the air over my shoulders. I wanted to try to cum in her as deeply as Horse Johnson had but I knew he had touched her places I could not. Still I was determined to go as deep as possible. When I finally came it was an eruption of volcanic proportions and I screamed asking Maggie to cum with me, which she did.
We laid on the bed together and talked about her night with Horse. She told me she was a bit sore but that she truly enjoyed the evening and found Horse to be an excellent lover. She told me he knew exactly what to do and she could not believe how many times she climaxed with him. She was also impressed with his endurance and the volume of the loads he dumped into her.
Even after cumming I was still hard as a rock and Maggie could not seem to get enough sex either. She asked me to lick her and while I am not a big cream pie fan, I could not resist the invitation to taste her well fucked pussy. It tastes so different after a thorough fucking and it does not matter whether it is me or someone else, I love to taste her after she has been royally fucked.
I ate Maggie to another 5 or 6 orgasms before she told me that she was hungry and needed some breakfast. So we showered together, dressed and went downstairs where the Reunion Host Committee had organized a buffet breakfast for the attendees. By the time we got to breakfast the room was sparsely populated but we did say hello to a couple of former classmates and my old Latin teacher.
After serving our plates with sausage, biscuits, eggs and fruit, we sat down at an empty table. I was not sure if Maggie really wanted to engage in dialog with anyone since it was apparent at the dance that Horse Johnson was hitting on my wife.
As we were eating breakfast who should walk in but..............you guessed it, Horse Johnson? He was dressed impeccably in a Ralph Lauren dress shirt, tan slacks and Gucci loafers. Of course he came straight to our table and said, "Good morning." I thought Maggie would be slightly embarrassed but she looked him square in the eyes and returned the greeting.
He asked if he could join us and I looked at Maggie. She said, "Sure, there is plenty of room at the table." After serving a plate of food Jimmy joined us as the waiter poured coffee.
We were not within earshot of any other people but Jimmy was discrete enough to speak in a soft voice. "Maggie, I really enjoyed your company last night..............I mean the conversation, the dancing, our time in the suite............you were excellent company and I am grateful to you and Jack for a lovely evening."
I was a bit surprised at his genuine graciousness and humble attitude. He was polite and respectful and it made the conversation easy and comfortable. Soon we were laughing and talking like old friends.
As we finished our breakfast Jimmy made it clear that he would like to see Maggie again. We agreed that we would contact him if we traveled to Boston or we would be glad to see him in Atlanta if he was in town.
He asked if we might stop by his room so he could provide Maggie with a little memento of the evening. She was impressed and told him we would stop by before we checked out.
We returned to the room and packed in anticipation of our road trip home. Once we were ready, we walked up the two flights of stairs to the top floor. We walked down the hall to Horse Johnson's room and found the door slightly ajar.
We walked in and said "Hello, Jimmy, are you here?"
Jimmy walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but the hotel robe. We were a bit surprised but then, knowing Horse Johnson, we should have expected something like this.
He walked over to his suitcase on the bed and pulled out a small box. He walked over to Maggie and handed her a bottle of Chanel #5 perfume................the exact brand Maggie had used for years. She looked surprised. "How did you know?"
Jimmy smiled and said, "Just a lucky guess but I wanted you to know how very much I enjoyed the evening with you." Maggie was genuinely touched and she reached up to kiss Jimmy on the cheek. He did not miss the opportunity to pull her close and kiss her full on the lips. Soon they were engaged in a full and deep French kiss. Uh, oh!
Jimmy's robe soon fell open and I am certain that was no accident. His massive prick poked out the front of the robe into Maggie's stomach as they continued their embrace. Maggie pulled back and said, "I thought you had a plane to catch and we need to get on the road."
Horse Johnson was at his charming best when he smiled at Maggie and pulled her to him. "Sweet Maggie, would it be possible for us to have just a little more fun before we go our separate ways? I have been thinking about you all morning and I would be honored to have just a few more minutes of pleasure with you. Please?"
Maggie looked down at his enormous cock as it pulsed in front of Jimmy. She looked him in the eye and said, "I have already showered and we are all packed. We really need to go." I could not believe she was declining his invitation with that big cock within easy reach.
Jimmy was persistent. "Maybe you could just suck it for me like you did yesterday. That way you wouldn't have to shower again."