John Voyers was in his cubicle working hard as he rapidly tapped keys on his computer. Suddenly his boss appeared behind him & said,
"Hey, John... this is the new guy Chris. Can you show him the ropes? He'll be working under you in the next cubicle."
John's boss quickly disappeared, happy to dump the new guy on him. John spent the morning showing Chris exactly what he would be doing. Then later, showing him around the place & introducing him to his new colleagues.
Chris was 15 years younger than John at 25. John thought the guy was full of himself, but he still found him interesting company. He had a good sense of humor & it was good to have a young person on his team.
At 5pm John put his jacket on, said goodbye & headed for his car to drive home. He was glad the workday was over & he was going home to see his wife Jenna.
John & Jenna had been married for 13 years. They had a 10 year old daughter who had just moved into her new boarding school. He was 40 & she was 38. He had met Jenna when he was 25. They began dating off & on, later becoming an item & then getting married 2 years later. Jenna was just his type, a sexy blonde with big tits & a high sex drive. In fact, she was the first girl he'd met who had a higher sex drive than he did.
John found out later from one of her friends that Jenna was a closet slut. She gave the impression that she was prim & proper, but she & this friend used to travel out of town to pick up men for casual sex. On at least one occasion, she was dating John at the time.
They had a good sex life & Jenna gave birth to their daughter Jennifer during their first year of marriage. It was after Jennifer's birth that the problems started. John noticed that Jenna wasn't responding how she once did in bed. She told him it was post natal biology or she was just tired.
It was over a year later that she finally admitted that John's cock just didn't fill her since she'd given birth & her pussy had stretched. They gradually became a once a week couple. John's heart wasn't in it, now that he knew Jenna wasn't really enjoying it. He could only make her cum by going down on her or fingering her pussy.
Jenna always said that the lack of sex was not a problem. She was fine with it as she was a mother now. John suspected she was telling him what he wanted to hear because she didn't want to hurt his feelings. He knew she still masturbated. He didn't know how often but he'd often heard her moans in the shower.
At 38, Jenna was still stunning. Her breasts had gotten bigger after the pregnancy & her figure fuller. 10 years later, her 38DD's were still big & firm, somehow defying age & gravity. Jenna was extremely vain & spent a lot of time, money & effort on her appearance. She did aerobics & ate healthily, keeping her body in great shape. She was also into fashion & loved designer labels. She still dressed like a girl in her early twenties.
That's why John was certain that Jenna missed sex on a regular basis. John was pensive as he drove home, wondering about his sex life & what could be done.
John arrived in his expensive suburban neighborhood. He parked in his garage & let himself in. Jenna was in the living room reading one of her fashion magazines. She looked up & said,
"Hi babe, how was your day?"
"A drag... I had to show the new guy the ropes. I hope I don't have to babysit him tomorrow,"
He replied as he pecked her cheek. Jenna grinned & asked,
"Is he cute?"
John smiled... that was typical of Jenna. She was a flirt with a raunchy mind. If you told her a cop had arrested you... eventually, she'd ask if he was hot.
John stared at her long, smooth legs & the tiny miniskirt she was wearing. Not many 38 year old mothers would wear a skirt that short... but Jenna could pull it off. A lot of the women in the neighborhood were jealous of her. He knew what the men thought of her.
They enjoyed a quiet evening watching tv, then went to bed. Jenna was fidgeting in bed, obviously horny... John knew the signs. She was pleasantly surprised when he pushed her onto her back & sucked on her clit as he curled 2 fingers in her pussy. Jenna came twice & slept soundly after that.
As the week went on, John got to know Chris better. They were even having lunch together. Chris was fairly arrogant, especially when it came to women. He even boasted that he had had sex with a friend's wife. John was surprised & asked him why he would do something like that? Chris bluntly replied,
"look, John... I put pussy in front of all friendships. If some bitch needs cock, I'm gonna give it to her... and I don't care if she just married my best friend. There's nothing like screwing someone else's woman."
John was shocked at his lack of scruples & his willingness to divulge this information, as if it was the norm. Maybe he was exaggerating.
As the weeks passed, Chris was constantly bragging about his prowess in bed & how he could satisfy any woman. John was sceptical about his stories. Sure, he was young, good looking & clearly worked out, but he made himself out to be God's gift to women.
Then, one Friday, they were in the bathroom & John was hinting at how some of Chris's exploits sounded a little far fetched. Chris was using the urinal, when he said,
"You wanna know the secret to my success, John?"
"Sure, Chris... how do you do it?"
John asked sceptically. With that, Chris turned around & faced him. John noticed what he had in his hand & stared in stunned silence. Chris was holding his huge, limp cock. It hung past his hand, thick & heavy looking. John reckoned it was 6 or 7 inches long. How fucking big did it get hard? He didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only mumble,
"Jesus Christ."
Chris laughed as he turned back to the urinal & said,
"Drives women crazy. They forget about their boyfriends & husbands & crave it like a drug."
John found it hard to concentrate that afternoon, imagining some of the tales Chris had told him. He no longer doubted their veracity.
At some point, Chris's cock & Jenna both popped into his mind at the same time. He tried to push the thought aside, but it kept coming back. He imagined Chris's large cock penetrating his wife, and a look of ecstasy on her face.
That night in bed, John had an idea. He wanted to ask Jenna something, but only when she was aroused. He stroked her thigh, then moved his hand between her legs & pushed her thong aside. He circled her clit & teased her pussy, making her moan. He suddenly asked,
"Tell me something, Jen... if my cock doesn't cut it, what size of cock would?"
Jenna looked at him but didn't answer.
John's cock was 5 inches long & marginally thicker than his own thumb. He knew it wasn't the most impressive specimen of manhood. He pushed 2 fingers into her & used his thumb to work her clit as he said,
"Well?... talk to me, babe."
Jenna's pussy was beginning to gush. She figured John wanted to hear the truth, so she said,
"A lot thicker than yours... and 2 or 3 inches longer."
2 or 3 inches?!? John's cock throbbed & jumped in his boxers. He worked his fingers faster in her pussy & said,
"So, you like big cocks. You want a big cock in your pussy, right?"
Jenna didn't know where he was going with this, but he had a wild, excited look on his face. She decided that the truth was what he wanted to hear. He was getting off on it. She replied,
"Yes... I want a big cock to fill my pussy. Big, thick & hard."
Just as she uttered the last word, she started climaxing. John felt her juices flooding his hand as her hips lifted off the bed, her body spasming.
John's cock was rock hard & leaking precum. He fingered Jenna towards another orgasm before he stopped & pushed his cock inside her without much resistance from her wet pussy. John was getting excited as he thrust into her faster & harder. He breathlessly growled,
"You're a fucking size queen, aren't you?"
Jenna was getting turned on by all the talk of big cocks. She cried,
"Yes... yes I am... AND I FUCKING LOVE IT!"
John gritted his teeth & hammered into her like a machine. He howled like an animal as he came like a fire hose. Cum squirting into her pussy sent Jenna over the edge & she climaxed too, pumping into him as she wrapped him in a death grip. Neither of them spoke as they lay there, hugging each other. John was taking in everything that had just happened.
