"It's been a long time." I say as I hug you tightly, controlling the urge to run my hands down to your ass. I feel you push forward against me, feeling the bulge of my soft cock in my shorts.
I pull back and smile, running my eyes over you. Your green eyes stare up at me. With all the desire in your eyes, it's no wonder that in short order my lips are pressed against yours. I run my hand into your hair, then down your back, indulging my previous desire to grab your ass.
You moan into my mouth, and I feel your hands slide into the lip of my shorts and tug them as you break the kiss and fall to your knees. As you pull my shorts down, my lengthening cock bobs up and hits your chin, sending you into giggles.
You open your mouth and slowly pull the head in. I watch as your lips stretched over it again and again, working your way down its length and coating it with your spit. About halfway down, you start to gag, and more spit runs down my cock onto my massive balls. Finally you pull off my cock and start to stroke it, looking up at me.
"Holy fuck, I knew it was big but this is... this is more than I could have imagined." You get a devilish smile and continue. "I used to think he was big but now... now I know what a REAL man looks like."
I start to say something but hear a sound from the closet. I look down at you, and your grin gets even wider. "What the..." I walk over and throw open the door, which I've now noticed is cracked.
There sits your husband, tiny cock in hand, with cum on his stomach. His eyes bulge out as he takes in my cock, and then he looks over at you. "I'm sorry... I couldn't hold it.. you looked so hot with that giant dick in your mouth."
I look from him, to you and back again. "So you planned this huh?" I ask slowly. I walk back towards you, cock swaying with my steps. Your eyes watch it as if hypnotized.
I look back at him, as you're obviously cock drunk. "Well?"
Filled with shame, he nods. "I didn't believe your cock was so big." He nods to my cock, which hasn't changed in size. "I was wrong. Clearly."
I look down at you, and guide you back to my cock. Like a duck to water, you start to lick my balls, while stroking my cock. I look back at your husband. "Yes, you were. And now, you're going to watch me fuck her."
His eyes widen. "That wasn't what she and I talked about... it was supposed to just be oral..."
"What do you think?" I ask him. "Do you think she's wet? Do you think she's going to be happy if she doesn't feel me stretch her out?"
You giggle again, wrapping both hands around my cock and stroking it. "I NEED it in me. If I can fit it... I'm obviously not used to it."
I look back at him, and now I begin to grin. "Why don't you come over here, little guy, and get her on the bed for me."
He starts to protest, but the look of unbridled lust in your eyes silences him. He walks across the room, and I notice his cock has hardened again, so I know he wants it too. He guides you off your knees and onto the bed, where he starts to lay you on your back.
"Nope. Undress her for me, and get her on her hands and knees. I want you to see how wet she is."