Regardless of what my brain was screaming at me, I just had to know.
"Yes, you can take me. But for heaven's sake, go very slowly. I've never had anything as large as you inside me."
Claudio bent to kiss me lustily before I flopped back.
Starting his rubbing up and down my slit again, he asked, "Large what?"
"Penis."
"It's not a penis, dear Jill, it's a cock, a hard throbbing cock and it wants to go into your delicious pussy and fuck you until you cum again, hopefully several more times."
My husband and I almost never talk dirty when we make love. Up until then I didn't even like the word pussy when referring to my genitals. But while they sounded rude and harsh to my ears, Claudio's words had a very erotic effect on me.
"Put it in me, Claudio, now!"
"Not until you say the words."
I was exasperated. That rubbing was getting me close to cumming again. "What words?"
"Tell me what you want me to do."
"I want you to make love to me."
"No. 'Making love' is not what we're going to do. Making love is polite. I don't think we're being polite this evening, do you?"
"All right then. I want you to fuck me."
He was still grinning down infuriatingly. "With what?"
"With your fat cock."
"And where do you want me to put my fat cock?"
If he wanted to play games, I'd give him games! "I want your fat cock in my pussy RIGHT NOW!"
"That's better."
"Just go slowly. It's very big and I'm a little nervous."
"Don't worry. You're very, very wet. And besides," he added, kissing the tip of my nose, "you're going to do it."
"You want me on top?"
"No. I want you just as you are, but I want you to push yourself onto me."
I was puzzled. "How?"
"Simple. I'll line my cock up with the opening of your pussy, then you wrap your legs around mine and pull yourself up. I'll just stay where I am. You can put as much or as little of my cock into you as you want, and if it hurts, just let go of my waist with your legs. You'll drop back down."
"Can't you just stick it in?"
"Sure, but this way you're in control of everything. Now scrunch up farther on the bed so you can push against me with your hands on the bar behind you.
We shifted around a bit to line things up: me wiggling up and Claudio sliding down a bit.
Suddenly, I could again feel him right at my opening. I raised my head to look down between our bodies. His cock looked fatter than ever, capped by its massive head. I thought of the phrase "rampant cock" that I'd once read in an erotic novel. This was most definitely a rampant cock -- and pretty damned intimidating, too!
Claudio was as good as his word. He let me do it all. Wrapping my legs around the back of his, I took a deep breath, then pulled with my legs and pushed with my hands against the bar above my head. His large hands supporting my ass felt wonderful.
I could feel the pressure of the head of his cock pushing against me, but nothing happened. I relaxed, took another breath and pulled much harder with my legs but my opening again held.
Relax, I told myself. You can do this.
I pushed and pulled again, but it still wouldn't go in, so with a grunt I pushed harder than ever. Finally my opening expanded and that huge head just popped inside. The pressure I felt was intense. My eyes just about crossed.
"Jeez, it feels like a baseball bat!"
"Stay still and relax. You'll adjust."
I looked up at him. "Like all your other women?"
"Honestly, there haven't been that many. I'm picky about who I take to bed."
It hurt, but in a sort of good way, and I realized that was mostly because I was so concerned it might hurt that I'd tensed up. Concentrating on my breathing, I willed myself to just relax and let this happen. I wanted this. It was too late to stop now because the damage was already done. My pussy was hanging off the cock of another man.
Using my legs, I wiggled around a bit causing no more of his thick shaft to go in, but making what was in there move around a bit and get more lubed up. The head of his cock was also rubbing against something that felt incredible, so I wiggled around a lot more!
I was ready to try taking in another inch or two. Tightening my legs against his, I pulled Claudio's butt down towards me and was rewarded by more cock slipping into me. I did this a few more times, and when I stuck my head up to look between our bodies, I saw that about half of him was inside me. Some more push/pull got another inch in. Already he was way farther inside than David had ever been -- and he's not really what you would call small.
"Wait," I gasped. "My legs are getting tired."
"Do you want me to take over?"
"As long as you do it very slowly. You're huge!"
"And you feel absolutely incredible, Jill. We shifted around some more, but I kept him inside me. When we were comfortable again, he said, "Just tell me when you're ready for more."
We continued to make out and within a minute, I signaled Claudio by tugging on his hips. He pushed a bit more inside me.
Over the next few minutes, I manipulated Claudio with my hands on his hips, sliding him out and in, gradually working more and more of his cock into me. There was now nearly no pain as I relaxed and stretched open to receive him. It crossed my mind that I might be changed forever down there and my husband would immediately know what I'd done, but I couldn't have stopped at that point for the world.
We continued French kissing while I "encunted" him, both of us moaning at the deliciousness of what it felt like.
