(This story is a sequel to "Sunshine's Needs," so if you want to know who these people are you may want to read it first. If you like that one, you'll come back to this one. For those who've already read it, enjoy.)
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I awoke early the next morning wrapped around my sleeping wife. I was spooning her. My flaccid cock was nestled in the cheeks of her ass with the head pointing towards our feet. My left arm was draped over her hip where her waist dips sharply, and with my hand wedged in her cleavage, I cupped her left breast. Her arms were crossed over her tummy cradling both of her boobs as she snored quietly. Her head lay on my right arm that stretched out just below her pillow. My nose was buried in the back of her neck and I inhaled the wonderful aroma of her hair.
I thought about how much I loved my wife, and how good it felt to be wrapped around her as I was. I thought about how wonderful her ass felt pressed against my thighs. I thought about how great it felt to fuck this woman. Then I thought about how exciting it was to watch her fuck the shit out of her brother and swallow his cum. My cock began to harden immediately. Why wasn't I repulsed by this, or jealous? Why wasn't I angry that she had continued doing this behind my back and not told me? Why had she been so brazen as to fuck him again in that room there, next to where I was supposedly sleeping? Why did I feel so calm about all this? While I never felt threatened, or felt that our marriage was in jeopardy, these were still questions that I had to have answered.
Well, I figured that I'm not repulsed by all of this because I am, after all, a fucking pervert or I wouldn't be writing about this in the first place. I mean, an erotic vision is an erotic vision, and what I saw happening in the sitting room of my hotel suite was hot as fucking shit. But when I realize it's my wife, and she's fucking her brother, and the motherfucker's got a huge cock, and she's fucking the shit out of it, the vision just gets that much hotter!
So I lay there thinking about all this and my cock begins to get hard. But lying as I was, my cock only had one place to go once it started to grow. She still had on that nasty little G-string, but the part that was meant to actually cover her pussy was wedged between her thigh and her fat vulva, leaving her pussy fully exposed. With the head of my cock nestled in between Sunshine's thighs, as my cock grew longer and harder, it mushed itself into the slimy folds of her swollen pussy. She wiggled her hips and pushed back against it until her meaty lips finally parted and the head of my steadily hardening erection was enveloped by her hot, syrupy interior. The moment of penetration was audible.
"Mmm," she moaned, still half asleep. "What nasty thought's got you all hard?"
"I was just thinking about how nasty your ass looked when you were fucking Thor," I said, as if a casual matter of fact.
As those words left my mouth, I slid as much of my cock into her pussy as I could, given the angle. Before she had time to really comprehend the magnitude of what I'd just said, I had withdrawn my cock until only the head remained stuffed in her opening, and then plunged it back in again, this time deeper and with a bit more force.
"Unnnh," she moaned again. Then she gasped as she realized what I had said. She now knew that I had witnessed her union with Thor, but I had begun to thrust into her again and again, deeper and deeper, until I had eventually fucked her over onto her stomach. With my thighs, I kept her legs together as I pressed down on her lower back with my arms extended. From this position, I simply fucked the shit out of my precious Sunshine with a frenzy that had never been experienced by either of us in our three year relationship. My cock had never been as hard as it was at that moment, and I had never fucked anybody with stokes as long or as powerful as those I was using as I fucked my wife. She struggled to grip some bedding to prevent herself from being driven headfirst into the headboard.
"Oh my god, Jay, you're so hard," she said. Her voice, muffled by the bedding into which her face was buried, strained on each thrust. "You're fucking me so hard!"
"Harder than Thor fucks you?" I said as I continued to pound away. My question wasn't meant to be malicious, though it may seem so as I write it. It's just that I was in such a frenzied state of arousal that what may have seemed like aggression on my part was actually extreme sexual excitement. Nevertheless, her answer surprised me.
"Oh my god, yes don't stop! Keep fucking me!" she said, rotating her pelvis upwards to be able to take me deeper. The shift in position allowed her buttocks to rock freely back and forth as I fucked her. With her legs pressed together as they were, her pussy was extremely tight. I only made maybe ten more thrusts before I began to cum. I hadn't felt it building and I had no control over it. I came fast and I came hard, and I came for a long time. I collapsed onto her back virtually sobbing I was cumming so hard.
"Ooh, yeah, baby, cum for me," she kept saying, flexing everything that was wrapped around my cock as she said it. She flexed, and I pulsed and I pulsed and I pulsed. I had never felt more a part of any other human being, physically or spiritually, than I did at that moment.
Once my convulsions had begun to slow, I allowed my deflating erection to slither from her soupy pussy as she relaxed her grip on me and spat my cock from her body with a little coo. I covered her like a blanket, and we lay listening to each other catch our breath. Eventually, she just began to speak softly.
"Becky Thompson asked me in the 9th grade if I'd ever seen my brother's cock because the word around school was that Thor had the biggest cock in the school and he was only a freshman. That was the first time I heard about Thor's cock being so big. Nudity was natural around our house, part of my parents' hippie thing. They'd always taught us not to be ashamed of our bodies. I had seen Thor's cock and my father's cock many times, but I had no idea that they were both bigger than most. But it wasn't until after our parents were killed that I actually saw it hard and erect. It was during the summer after we'd graduated. We were working at the garden center, and that was taking up all of our time. It helped to keep our minds off of our parents.
Thor had broken up with his girlfriend right after graduation so I assumed it had been a while since he'd gotten any. I'd just lost my virginity that spring, but I didn't have a boyfriend or anything. My first time had been pretty awful." She sighed and we adjusted our position so that I was again spooning her. Then she continued.
"So, I was walking by Thor's room, I'd just gotten out of the shower and his door was ajar. I saw him lying on his bed on his back, masturbating. I just couldn't look away. He had a magazine in one hand and he was stroking his cock with his other hand, really hard. I remember being amazed at how huge it was, and how good it looked, all shiny from the pre-cum he'd been smearing up and down the shaft. All the veins were bulging out and all. And then he moaned, and this geyser of cum just jetted from the tip like three feet into the air and I gasped, and he heard me and he turned his head and looked right at me, but he didn't stop cumming. We stared at each other as he must have shot five or six more huge jets of cum all over his chest and stomach. I mean it was everywhere. When his orgasm finally overwhelmed his senses and he closed his eyes, I tip-toed off to my room."
She paused and I gently caressed her and kissed the back of her shoulder as she settled in and continued talking.
"I mean, jeeze, all I could think about was how big Thor's cock was and how could any woman take such a monster. Well, it turned out they couldn't, but I didn't know that at the time."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back up. What do you mean they couldn't?" I interrupted. "I always thought all women craved big, long, fat cocks because it filled them up, or touched places other cocks couldn't?"
"Well, it all depends on the size of the woman's vagina," she said. "I'd guess most women would find Thor's cock..." She stopped. She giggled. Then she sighed. "This is so weird," she finally said.
"What?"
"I mean, I've never talked about this with anyone, and it's kind of weird that the first person I do talk about this with is my husband."
We both chewed on that one for a while in silence. She snuggled closer and I held her tighter. My cock was again nestled in her cool buns.
"I love you," I said softly into the back of her neck. She turned her head and kissed me lightly on the lips. "I love you too," she said.
She then turned completely to face me, slid a leg in between mine and curled her arms to her chest. I cradled her in my arms and kissed the top of her forehead.
"You were saying?" I prompted.
"I was saying that I would guess that most women would find Thor's cock to be uncomfortable," she said, snuggling closer under my chin.
"Uncomfortable?"
"Uncomfortable, too big, painful, scary."
"Really?"
"Really."
