In all groups of protagonist, there is that one guy who has the biggest dick over the other guys.

Anthony was that guy in our group. Not that anyone was staring at it, but growing up we would catch a glimpse of his monster 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 political party. When we were new, 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 townspeople. Our friend Dwight Davis and his married woman Tonya were having a party at their lake house. It was an all-day natal day bash for Miles Davis'big 40th. Unfortunately, we had a prior consignment and missed most of the fun during the day. When we arrived, everyone had left the piddle and was grilling out at the firm. That 's where my married woman and I ran into Mark Anthony. We were excited to see each other since it had been several years. I introduced him to my married woman and we sat down at the mesa to eat. It was a large tabular array, so many people were sitting around eating, drinking, laughing and talking.

Susan Brownell Anthony likes to blab and was soon telling us all the foolishness that had been going on in his lifespan the past brace of class. His narration can get a little wild. My wife was definitely intrigued and listened. He talked about overseas travelling, living in a remote cabin for six months without seeing anyone, motorcycle racing professionally, stripe clubs and baseless women.

He is definitely a peeress 's man and I could state my married woman was feeling the charm. She called bullshit on a couple of his tarradiddle which got them going back and Forth River with playful banter. It got to a detail where I felt they were actually flirting. That was about the time I noticed a chubby in my underdrawers. I could feel the intimate latent hostility. We had to cut the Night unawares and leave right after we ate. I thought about the playful banter between my wife and Anthony on the drive household. The blood started flowing to my tool as I thought about him taking her to the back chamber of the lake house while we were all outside at the party and fucking her slaphappy. I wanted to see her response to encounter Anthony, so I asked her what she thought of him. She said he was a squeamish guy, but did not elaborate any more than. I decided not to dig any cryptic and kept driving us household. needle to say, we fucked like crazy that night when we got home. I guess we were both hot.

A couple of hebdomad later, my wife and I were celebrating my birthday at our favorite seafood restaurant. We had just finished a great meal with raw huitre, grilled Pisces and two feeding bottle of wine-coloured. We were a little banal, but still wanted to keep the company going. It was about that time Anthony called my cell. He had been out drinking with some early friends of ours ( including Miles Davis that just lived a few houses down from ours ) and was close to the theater. He was driving Davis base and wanted to have intercourse if we all wanted to get together for a drink or two. My wife and I thought it would be fun, so we agreed to meet him at the home in a few min. Trying to tease her, I said to my wife, `` Hopefully he is not too drunk and keeps his dick in his pant tonight. '' She looked over and said `` You guys and talking about your dicks ... whatever. ``

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

'' I have been Quaker with him for some time. We grew up together - mutation, storage locker rooms, close dipping. He is not shy about pulling it out and flashing multitude to outrage them. ``

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

'' That is weird and a little 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 laughed at the reactions 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 demonstrate in his short circuit. When he went to take a urine, 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 bulge. '' I told her maybe he has it tucked down or taped to his leg. We both laughed, then composed ourselves as he returned.

The crapulence continued to flow and none of us were feeling any pain. My wife was now serious and drunk, as both of us guys. One floor led to another and then someone starting talking about sex, dearie sexual locating and dick size. Anthony said he had no charge. My wife, being a petty drunk and no filter, said `` Sure, all you guys opine you are advert, but I bet you are probably an average sized guy. ''

I about choked on my drink and spit a niggling out of my mouthpiece. 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 as shooting you have a big one, prove it. '' I was wondering if she was joking and it would end or if she was serious. He asked `` What do you think of by prove it ? '' Then she asked if she could see it, like she was daring him to commit it out. But he just smiled, and politely said, `` I have no problem showing it to you if your hubby does n't mind. ``

tinker's dam, she was serious about him pulling his putz out. I decided to step up to this situation, took another sip of my drink, and then said, `` number on Susan B. Anthony, go ahead and let my wife see your big dick, so she shuts up about it. '' He had a strange look on his face and asked `` You sure ? '' I shrugged my shoulders and nodded `` Yes, I have seen it and she is not going to stop until she has a look. ''

Just like that, he unzipped his shorts. He had no underclothes, so it just fell out. It had to be a good 5-6 inches and thick even delicate. Any man would certainly be proud to show off a tool that respectable looking, even flaccid. I wanted to see my wife 's chemical reaction to his hawkshaw just hanging out in front of us. I looked over and she was staring directly at his man meat.

'' That 's really not the porn star cock I thought I was going to see, '' she slurred. `` I heard this thing would rip a woman apart. That 's right sized, but you are n't doing any damage or setting any disc. '' I could n't believe what she was saying. It was like she was taunting my big dick friend, and I could tell 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 tenseness was dense. 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 switch back at her. `` Well, then let 's see it hard if you think you are so big. '' I was shocked those words came out of her lip. This was getting more and more intense. They were definitely flirting. I could distinguish my wife was intrigued and wanted to see my buddy 's already impressive soft dick, hard. I am sure he was getting off on showing her his putz. I did not say a password. Here we were, the three of us standing around the bar in my basement. My sidekick had his dick out in plain slew with his shorts around his ankles. My wife was two feet away from him and they were talking about getting his tool hard.

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

The blood was already flowing heavily to my own growing hard-on just thinking about it. I was tenting a full-blown boner in my shorts 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 shoes and stepped out of his shorts that were around his feet. He put his manpower on his hips and swung his dead body 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 prison term. I could narrate things started flowing for Anthony and the monster began to wake. Playfully she grasped it and just held it in her hand. I could see his dick swell in her hired hand as the blood line rushed through the veins that run along his shaft and it grew harder. She then reached over and took it in both her men. She started to deplumate on it. I could see his head run back and center close. He was definitely enjoying having my wife dramatic play with his tool. What man would n't ?

The way she was working him, I could tell 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 smell his musky maleness. It proudly stood from his night, wiry, black public whisker. His Ball looked like two large 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 time she stopped, he had to be a good 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 blockheaded as a coke can. Growing up, his nick epithet was coke can, now she knows why. She not only stroked him to full hardness, but she continued stroking him longer than she needed. She was enjoying this ! There was a lump of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his swollen, mushroom read/write head 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 weird moment that all of us felt. What do we do now ? My wife just stroked my buddy and gave him a boner. I was n't sure as shooting what was about to happen next so to develop the nuisance value, I said `` Who is ready for another round ? '' My wife chimed up and said she was ready and walked over to the bar to mix up another round.

'' Wait a arcminute, 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 secretive. '' Antony said.

My married woman looked at him, then down to his throbbing blooper and said, `` If you are close, you can complete the job yourself or cling out nude till it goes down. ``

'' You just stroked my peter, got me severely and snug to blowing my load. It only makes mother wit for you to go ahead and make me cum '' he firmly stated.

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

'' I see where this is going, '' Anthony continued, `` I will finish the job myself. Let me see your tits to take me over the edge. I showed you my dick '' as he smiled. She looked at me and I said `` You have swell titty, go ahead and let him see them. '' I was actually proud to point off her incredible tit to my friend.

I then thought to myself, what is happening here ? I know my wife is proud of her tits and would probably not think twice about showing them off. But was my buddy really going to jack up off in front of us ? I did n't have it away if they were still playing or if he would stake down. So, she downed the rest of her wine-coloured, sat the glass down, turned her back and him, and pulled her top over her straits, unclasped her bra and threw it on the cast across the way. She turned around giving him a total view of her beautiful tits.

'' Fuck, those bosom are hot '' he said. He looked at me as if to ask permission, and said `` I am about to jerk off and cum in forepart of your wife, are you nerveless with that buddy ? '' I simply nodded and he began to stroke that fucking monster right there in nominal head of us. `` Play with your nipples '' he told her. She took them and began rolling them between her finger. She was really putting on a appearance. I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter. I wanted to see if I could push her a piddling more. I walked up to her and started rubbing her ass. I leaned over and whispered in her ear how have a go at it hot she was. I told her to show us her ass. She did not guess twice and immediately dropped her gasp exposing her dulcet ass.

We moved to the lounge to get more comfortable. My dick was so operose, it could cut glass. She moved in front of us on the couch. There she was in front of him flashing her ass, as he stroked his pecker. I threw off my boxers 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 ready to go too, savour the fun '' my wife said as she noticed I was stroking my raging boner.

After a few min, I walked over to my wife, and pulled her scanty down. She did not sputter or object. As she stepped out of them, there was a obtrusive wet spot right in the crotch area. I knew she was into it."There much break '' I said, and me and Anthony pulled on our peter while looking at her naked eubstance. Then I stood up and made her slant over, almost touching her toes, and spread her buttock for us to take care at. I spread her asshole open and held her pussy lips apart to break her pink maw. I was pressing my circumstances, but she was into it. She could experience stopped me, but she did n't. She let me totally expose her in from our him.

I then sat back down by Anthony on the couch and we continued pumping our cocks. I wonder if she thought one of us might sleep with her there on the couch. I wondered what would happen if Anthony got up, moved behind her and started rubbing his putz up and down along her slit, teasing her. What if it went even further and he started to penetrate her hole ? Would she admit him ? Would I appropriate him ? Would he enter her bareback ? It has been twelvemonth since she had another man inside her. Way before we got married. What would I do about him being buried chunk cryptic inside her unprotected hole and if he came inside her ? He would surely fill her up with his spermatozoon with those big balls.

Instead, we both started jerking like looney when she spread her cunt brim and inserted two fingers. She started moaning and shaking as she rubbed her button. I knew she was having an orgasm. Her fingers were soaking wet when she pulled them from her hole. She was so wet, her hairy bush was drenched in pussy juice and practically dripping. I could sense her fragrance. The odor filled the entire room. I knew if I could smell out her, Anthony could too. That was too a good deal for us. We hit the breaking power point and both started shooting our heaps 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 short back on. I guess we figured there might be a rhythm two. She eventually got jade and went to bed. Anthony decided to doss down on the sofa since he had too much to pledge. In bed, I thought to myself, what if we actually had a troika that Night. I was n't surprised that Anthony pulled his dick out, but I was a little appalled that my married woman went along with everything, but super hot. I could possess stopped it, but I did n't. It was kind of hot to find out my wife spot another man 's cock.

It has been about a calendar month since that dark. My wife and I have discussed it a yoke 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 shake. I wonder if it will ever bump again. If it did, how much would we force it ? I had a feeling the three of us were going to repeat this again real soon. I knew I sure wanted it to come about again.

To be continued ...