In all radical of admirer, there is that one guy who has the great dick over the early guys.

Antony was that guy in our mathematical group. Not that anyone was staring at it, but growing up we would catch a coup d'oeil of his fiend when he was taking a piss, or skinny dipping, etc. He was definitely proud of it and had no problem striping down and jumping in the lake or simply pulling it out at a party. When we were immature, he would jokingly flash people when he had a few too many potable. Those days were twenty years ago ...

Anthony had recently moved back to town. Our supporter Davis and his wife Tonya were having a party at their lake theater. It was an all-day birthday brawl for Davis'big 40th. Unfortunately, we had a prior allegiance and missed most of the fun during the day. When we arrived, everyone had left the pee and was grilling out at the family. That 's where my wife and I ran into Anthony. We were excited to see each early since it had been various years. I introduced him to my married woman and we sat down at the table to eat. It was a large board, so many masses were sitting around eating, drinking, laughing and talking.

Anthony likes to talk and was soon telling us all the craziness that had been going on in his life the past couple of years. His stories can get a little wild. My wife was definitely intrigued and listened. He talked about overseas travels, living in a remote cabin for six months without seeing anyone, motorcycle racing professionally, stripe lodge and angry women.

He is definitely a lady 's man and I could narrate my married woman was feeling the charm. She called bullshit on a duad of his fib which got them going back and forth with playful banter. It got to a peak where I felt they were actually flirting. That was about the metre I noticed a chubby in my shorts. I could feel the sexual stress. We had to cut the night unretentive and forget right after we ate. I thought about the playful banter between my wife and Anthony on the driving force home. The blood started flowing to my cock as I thought about him taking her to the back bedroom of the lake house while we were all outside at the party and fucking her lightheaded. I wanted to see her reaction to meeting Anthony, so I asked her what she thought of him. She said he was a decent guy, but did not expatiate any more. I decided not to dig any deeper and kept driving us abode. Needless to say, we fucked like crazy that Night when we got home. I guess we were both hot.

A twain of workweek later, my wife and I were celebrating my birthday at our favorite seafood restaurant. We had just finished a corking meal with raw oyster, grilled fish and two bottleful of wine. We were a niggling jade, but still wanted to keep open the party going. It was about that time Anthony called my cell. He had been out drinking with some other friends of ours ( including Davis that just lived a few house down from ours ) and was close to the star sign. He was driving Davis home and wanted to know if we all wanted to get together for a drunkenness or two. My wife and I thought it would be fun, so we agreed to meet him at the star sign in a few minutes. Trying to tease her, I said to my wife, `` Hopefully he is not too sot and keeps his dick in his pants tonight. '' She looked over and said `` You guys and talking about your tool ... whatever. ``

I said `` He is a big boy. Well, It 's not just big .... '' She looked at me strangely and said `` How would you have it off ? ``

'' I have been Friend with him for some time. We grew up together - sports, storage locker rooms, skinny dipping. He is not shy about pulling it out and flashing citizenry to shock them. ``

'' But that was when he was younger. He has grown up a short since those days. '' I told her.

'' That is uncanny and a lilliputian creepy that he showed his penis to hoi polloi '' she asked.

'' It was all in fun, I think the girls liked seeing it and he enjoyed showing them. The guy rope laughed at the chemical reaction of the girls '' I said.

After he arrived, we all heading down to the terrace level for cocktails and to play some music. I could see her checking his package out to see if a huge bulge was portray in his shortstop. When he went to take a piss, I asked her playful `` what are you looking at ? '' She knew I busted her but said to me, `` I think you are lying. How big can it really be if you ca n't see it in his short ? Surely, he would be sporting a protuberance. '' I told her maybe he has it tucked down or taped to his leg. We both laughed, then composed ourselves as he returned.

The drinks continued to menstruate and none of us were feeling any pain in the neck. My married woman was now good and drunk, as both of us hombre. One story led to another and then person starting talking about sex, favored sexual placement and shaft size. Anthony said he had no charge. My wife, being a small drunk and no filter, said `` Sure, all you guys call back you are hung, but I bet you are probably an average size guy. ''

I about choked on my drink and spit a little out of my mouth. I could tell she was pressing him, maybe even teasing him. He jokingly laughed and said firmly again `` I have never had any ill, ever. '' She knew he was obviously boasting about himself. She did n't back down and said `` If you are so sure you have a big one, examine it. '' I was wondering if she was joking and it would end or if she was sober. He asked `` What do you mean by prove it ? '' Then she asked if she could see it, like she was daring him to pluck it out. But he just smiled, and politely said, `` I have no problem showing it to you if your husband does n't mind. ``

darn, she was dangerous about him pulling his dick out. I decided to step up to this situation, took another sip of my deglutition, and then said, `` Come on Susan Brownell Anthony, go ahead and let my married woman see your big puppet, so she shuts up about it. '' He had a strange feeling on his face and asked `` You sure ? '' I shrugged my shoulders and nodded `` Yes, I have seen it and she is not going to barricade until she has a look. ''

Just like that, he unzipped his shorts. He had no underwear, so it just fell out. It had to be a good 5-6 inches and thick even flabby. Any man would certainly be proud to show off a cock that healthy looking, even flaccid. I wanted to see my married woman 's response to his prick just hanging out in front of us. I looked over and she was staring directly at his man meat.

'' That 's really not the smut superstar shaft I thought I was going to see, '' she slurred. `` I heard this affair would rip a woman apart. That 's in good order sized, but you are n't doing any damage or setting any records. '' I could n't believe what she was saying. It was like she was taunting my big dick friend, and I could separate she was getting off on it. I felt like she was teasing him. He liked egging her on too. They were definitely being playful and the sexual tension was thick. They were not going to give in to each other.

'' If it was hard you would be impressed, '' he quickly responded. That was a quick remark to cast off back at her. `` Well, then let 's see it voiceless if you think you are so big. '' I was shocked those language came out of her mouthpiece. This was getting more and more than acute. They were definitely flirting. I could tell my wife was intrigued and wanted to see my crony 's already impressive soft shaft, hard. I am sure he was getting off on showing her his putz. I did not say a word. Here we were, the three of us standing around the bar in my basement. My sidekick had his shaft out in plain stitch sight with his short pants around his ankles. My married woman was two feet away from him and they were talking about getting his puppet hard.

'' You know, you could easily get me hard by just touching it '' he said to my wife, and gave me a wink. She did n't say anything at that degree. I figured it was over. But then she looked over at me as if to get my permission. She asked, `` Should I touch him ? '' I knew she wanted to match him, but just wanted it to be ok with me. Then I said it, `` Sure, you can rub on it to stool him laborious, but nothing more than your manus. ''

The blood was already flowing heavily to my own growing hard-on just thinking about it. I was tenting a full-blown boo-boo in my boxershorts by the time she made it over to Anthony. I could not and did not bother to hide it. As she got closer, he smiled kicked off his horseshoe and stepped out of his shorts that were around his feet. He put his hands on his pelvic arch and swung his organic structure towards her centering, almost offering himself to her as she approached.

She was a little apprehensive at first and poked it with her finger. Then she wiggled it back and forth a few times. I could tell things started flowing for Anthony and the monster began to awake. Playfully she grasped it and just held it in her hand. I could see his cock swell in her manus as the blood rushed through the veins that run along his shaft and it grew harder. She then reached over and took it in both her hired hand. She started to pull on it. I could see his chief slant back and eyes close. He was definitely enjoying having my wife looseness with his cock. What man would n't ?

The way she was working him, I could recount she was mesmerized by his extra-large manhood. Then she knelt down even closer to it, so close I could see her breathe in deeply to reek his musky masculinity. It proudly stood from his night, wiry, shameful public hair. His balls looked like two heavy egg in his hairy, bull-sized sac. They were swinging back and Forth as she really started to jerk him up and down. By the metre she stopped, he had to be a commodity 8-9 inches hard. Not only was he long, but the girth was very telling. It was as dense as her articulatio radiocarpea or maybe even as thick as a coke can. Growing up, his nick name was coke can, now she knows why. She not only stroked him to full-of-the-moon rigour, but she continued stroking him longer than she needed. She was enjoying this ! There was a glob of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his swollen, mushroom cloud heading as it proudly stood from between his legs. She stopped stroking him and moved back by me.

'' Ok, you have a huge dick '' she admitted to him. There was a eldritch mo that all of us felt. What do we do now ? My wife just stroked my crony and gave him a boner. I was n't sure what was about to happen next so to part the awkwardness, I said `` Who is cook for another round of drinks ? '' My wife chimed up and said she was ready and walked over to the bar to mix up another round.

'' Wait a min, what am I supposed to do about this boner ? I am hard as a rock and need some relief. That is not fair, I was so confining. '' Marcus Antonius said.

My wife looked at him, then down to his throbbing bungle and said, `` If you are close, you can polish off the job yourself or advert out nude statue till it goes down. ``

'' You just stroked my pecker, got me heavily and close to blowing my cargo. It only makes sense for you to go ahead and make me cum '' he firmly stated.

'' bury it '' she said. And poured another glass of her red wine.

'' I see where this is going, '' Anthony continued, `` I will eat up the job myself. Let me see your tits to take me over the edge. I showed you my shaft '' as he smiled. She looked at me and I said `` You have great mamilla, go ahead and let him see them. '' I was actually gallant to read off her incredible tits to my friend.

I then thought to myself, what is happening here ? I know my wife is proud of her boob and would probably not cogitate twice about showing them off. But was my chum really going to jack off in forepart of us ? I did n't know if they were still playing or if he would gage down. So, she downed the relief of her vino, sat the shabu down, turned her back and him, and pulled her top over her head, unclasped her bra and threw it on the couch across the room. She turned around giving him a full moon horizon of her beautiful tits.

'' ass, those titties are hot '' he said. He looked at me as if to ask permission, and said `` I am about to jerk off and cum in front of your wife, are you cool with that chum ? '' I simply nodded and he began to stroke that fucking monster right there in front of us. `` Play with your nipples '' he told her. She took them and began rolling them between her digit. She was really putting on a appearance. I could say she was getting hotter and hotter. I wanted to see if I could crowd her a little more. I walked up to her and started rubbing her ass. I leaned over and whispered in her ear how make love hot she was. I told her to evidence us her ass. She did not recollect twice and immediately dropped her pants exposing her scented ass.

We moved to the couch to get more comfortable. My peter was so heavy, it could cut methamphetamine. She moved in forepart of us on the couch. There she was in battlefront of him flashing her ass, as he stroked his dick. I threw off my short pants and pulled out my cock. I could tell it made her even hotter for me to be joining in the fun."Wow, I see you are prepare to go too, enjoy the fun '' my wife said as she noticed I was stroking my raging boner.

After a few minutes, I walked over to my wife, and pulled her pantie down. She did not contend or object. As she stepped out of them, there was a noticeable wet position right in the crotch area. I knew she was into it."There much substantially '' I said, and me and Anthony pulled on our cocks while looking at her defenseless consistency. Then I stood up and made her be given over, almost touching her toes, and spread her boldness for us to look at. I spread her asshole exposed and held her pussy lips apart to reveal her pink jam. I was pressing my luck, but she was into it. She could cause stopped me, but she did n't. She let me totally expose her in from our him.

I then sat back down by Mark Antony on the couch and we continued pumping our cocks. I wonder if she thought one of us might fuck her there on the lounge. I wondered what would happen if Anthony got up, moved behind her and started rubbing his prick up and down along her slit, teasing her. What if it went even further and he started to penetrate her hole ? Would she countenance him ? Would I take into account him ? Would he put down her bareback ? It has been years since she had another man inside her. Way before we got married. What would I do about him being buried formal cryptic inside her unprotected maw and if he came inside her ? He would surely fill her up with his sperm with those big balls.

Instead, we both started jerking like loony when she spread her cunt lips and inserted two fingers. She started moaning and shaking as she rubbed her button. I knew she was having an sexual climax. Her fingerbreadth were soaking wet when she pulled them from her hole. She was so wet, her hairy bush was drenched in purulent juice and practically dripping. I could smell her odor. The aroma filled the total elbow room. I knew if I could smell out her, Anthony could too. That was too very much for us. We hit the breaking point and both started shooting our burden as she watched on enjoying the show.

She went upstairs and cleaned herself off, then came back to see us. By then we had poured another drink and were halfway through an old story. We did n't bother to put our trunks back on. I guess we figured there might be a round two. She eventually got old-hat and went to bed. Marcus Antonius decided to crash on the sofa since he had too much to pledge. In bed, I thought to myself, what if we actually had a threesome that dark. I was n't surprised that Anthony pulled his dick out, but I was a little shocked that my wife went along with everything, but super hot. I could have stopped it, but I did n't. It was form of hot to watch my wife skin senses another man 's hammer.

It has been about a month since that night. My wife and I have discussed it a couplet of times. It usually leads to us fucking. I tease her and tell her next time she should let him fuck her. I think deep down it turns her on, but she says she would never do it. I know that she enjoyed turning on another man and seeing him excited. I wonder if it will ever happen again. If it did, how much would we push it ? I had a feeling the three of us were going to duplicate this again real soon. I knew I sure wanted it to encounter again.

To be continued ...