Julie and I have been married for two years. She is 18 and I am 20.

We were still at school when we got together for our first, and actually only, date. She was a virgin and tried to impress me by going all the way. The sex was horrible, but just good enough for me to get her pregnant.

I was 18 years old at the time, so her parents made a lot of noise about calling the cops. That is until I agreed to marry her. My parents agreed, and a wedding was quickly arranged. So only three months after our first date a quick registry office wedding was held, and I was married.

The sex on our wedding night was hardly any better than the first time. Julie was inexperienced, scared, and hostile - not exactly a winning combination.

Anyway, not two weeks after the wedding, I rushed Julie to the hospital in the middle of the night where she had a miscarriage.

I wanted to divorce her after that, since we had only got married because of the child, but her parents talked me out of it and agreed to set me up in good job after school let out.

During the next two years I worked as a pharmaceutical salesman, something I found that I liked. After my first year, I had made enough contacts that I actually was pulling in a decent living. At the end of the second year, my company was paying for me to fly overseas and I was pulling in just under 40K a year, not bad with just a school education.

That was the good part of my life. The bad part was Julie. She never did warm up sexually, and during the one or two times a month we made love, she never showed anything more than discomfort until I shot my load and got off her, then all she showed was relief before a quick dash to the bathroom to clean up. If that wasn't bad enough, she had blossomed since our high school days. Her figure had filled out on top, but she still had the slim waist and thighs of a high school girl. What a waist and what a waste!

Needless to say I was always on the look out for available ladies, and with the travelling I was doing, I managed more than a few one night stands.

Anyway, after one particularly large sale, my boss congratulated me with two airline tickets to Florida. He wanted me to call on a special customer in Tampa Bay, and then take a week of vacation at a resort on Perdido Key with Julie.

This was fine with me since I had an older cousin that lived on Perdido Key with his wife. Steve was my father's brother's son, and had always been a great guy. We grew up living near each other and he had been one of my best friends (despite being 10 years older than me) before moving away. He had attended our wedding and had told me to call him any time I needed something. So I did.

Steve insisted Julie and I stay with him, so I cancelled the hotel reservations and headed on down. The customer in Tampa took only two hours of stroking, then I was free. Julie and I got into our rental car and headed off to the Steve's house.

We arrived late that night, having got lost twice. We drove to the address Steve had given me and I was more than surprised to find that Steve's house was very nice. It was more of an estate actually. Steve had been a stock broker during the 90's and according to my father had done well until retiring two or three years ago at the ripe old age of 31.

From what I could see in the dark 'done well' was an understatement. The house was large, but more impressive was the almost 5 acres of land it sat on. With land values on Perdido Key being what they were, I couldn't even imagine what it cost him.

We parked the car in front and rang the bell. Steve opened the door and after the manly bear hug he gave me, he turned to Julie.

"Julie honey! It's good to see you." He quickly looked her up and down obviously liking her tight jeans and t-shirt. "It's really good to see you!" he added with a wink at me.

Julie gave him a sniff, and both Steve and I shared a testosterone laced chuckle. Steve scooped up our two suitcases and showed us to our room on the second floor. He told us to get some sleep and he would see us in the morning.

When we woke the next day, I dressed quickly in shorts and a t-shirt and went looking for Steve. I found him out by the pool in back, sitting at a table and eating breakfast. He invited me to sit down and dished out some food for me.

"Where's Julie?" he asked.

"Probably still getting dressed," I replied vaguely.

He fixed with a hard stare and after a moment asked if things were okay between the two of us.

"Fine I guess, well its just that, uh, well.." I stammered.

"I think I understand David," he replied with a smile. "Is it something you can do anything about, or do you just not get along?"

"We get along fine I guess. She just doesn't seem to enjoy, uh, sex at all, you know." I replied.

Steve just nodded and gave me a brotherly smile, full of concern and sympathy.

"It's not anything I do," I added quickly, "I've never had any other complaints."

Just then the sliding glass door opened and Julie walked out onto the deck. She had on a modest two piece bathing suit, cut up on the sides a little to accent her long, slender legs.

"Julie, come over her and join us for breakfast!" Steve called to her.

She nodded and walked over. I noticed that as she walked over Steve was looking at her with more than the usual 'counsinly' interest.

Suddenly something clicked in my mind.

"Steve, where's Laura?" (his wife) I asked.

"She went to see her father, he's in the hospital David," he said with smile.

I nodded and went back to eating as Julie pulled up a chair and sat down.

During breakfast Steve was the wonder-host, never letting a plate or glass go empty, telling us one story after another about his days on Wall Street. His charm worked on both of us, and soon we were laughing and smiling along with him, long into the morning.

Finally around 10 o'clock Steve suggested we take a walk around the property, catch up some sleep, whatever. He cleared up the dishes, brushing aside our attempts to help, and headed into the house.

Julie and I spent the next four hours walking the beach and the wooded areas of his estate, spending almost two hours poking around a tide pool he had made. We walked back to the house and decided to catch up on jet lag.

When we woke, the sun was low in the sky, streaming into our window overlooking the pool. We went downstairs and found Steve out by the pool again, drinking a frozen daiquiri and watching the ocean.

We sat down next to him, and he smiled at us, pouring a large glass for each of use from a the pitcher next to him. The daiquiri was sweet and very strong.

Over the next hour we sat without talking, watching the sun set over the surf, sipping our drinks until the automatic deck lights clicked on. Well actually, gulping would be a better description. By the time the sun set, I was feeling no pain and I could tell Julie wasn't either.

"That was great!" said Steve, "I watch the sunset every night here."

Both Julie and I agreed it was very beautiful, although Julie seemed to have trouble actually speaking without slurring her words.

Steve gave us a big smile.

"Lets take a swim before dinner," he said, sliding his chair back and standing up.

We both agreed that was the best idea we had ever heard and stood up too. Julie went back inside to change into her swimsuit while Steve and I, who were already wearing swim trunks, jumped into the pool.

Steve and I swam a few laps while we waited for Julie before we both ended up in the deep end of the pool.

"I'm sorry your and Julie are having problems," he said to me.

"Well, to be honest, the problems not me, it's Julie. She was a virgin when we married and she never has loosened up."

"Are you sure it's not a mutual problem?" Steve asked looking at me hard.

"Not a chance," I snorted, "between you and me I get around a bit on my out of town trips, I've yet to hear a complaint."

"Maybe Julie just needs a little more experience," he added with a smile.

It took me a moment before I realized what his smile meant. I had never considered that Julie might have an affair, but the more I thought about it, the more it excited me.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, after Julie gets back, say you had too much to drink and head inside. I'll see if I can score with her."

I thought about it for a second while Steve watched me closely. I had to admit I was excited but I was also a little nervous that Steve would succeed. He was a good looking guy and I had always looked up to and admired him. I guess I was afraid it wouldn't work but even more afraid it would.

"Never mind David," Steve said before I could decide, "It might be great but I would hate to burst your bubble if I can warm her up."

With a challenge like that I could hardly refuse. With reluctance I agreed. Steve broke into a big grin and slapped me on the back. At that moment Julie came back out dressed in her two piece swimsuit.

"Hop in the pool Julie, don't take all day!" he laughed, smiling at me.

Julie walked to the edge of the pool and dove in cleanly, starting to swim laps, almost completely ignoring us as we floated side by side.

"Give me five minutes, then head out," Steve whispered to me, "turn off the lights in the living room and watch from there. With the lights out here there is no way we can see you."

I swam nervously for the next five minutes trying to decide what to do. Steve and Julie both calmly swam laps, never even acknowledging each other. Finally after a moment the alcohol and my brain said what the hell, and I heaved myself out of the pool. Julie stopped swimming and looked at me for a moment.

"Honey, I've got a splitting headache from those daiquiris," I said, "I'm going to go lay down for a while. You keep swimming if you want."

To my dismay she just nodded and went back to swimming laps. Steve stopped swimming long enough to wink at me, then continued.

I grabbed my towel and headed inside, my stomach in knots. I walked upstairs, turned the bedroom light on, waited a second then turned it off again. I snuck back downstairs into the dark living room and pulled a chair directly in front of the window to sit in and watch the show.

Steve and Julie had stopped swimming and were treading water, talking to each other. I had left the sliding glass door open about a foot so I could hear most of what they were saying. Steve was trying to convince Julie to shed her swim suit and skinny dip!

Well, after about two minutes of prodding and persuading Julie gave a giggle, then nodded her head. She and Steve both swam to the shallow end then hopped out to shed clothes. Steve gave me a wink as he pulled himself out of the pool.

Soon he was removing his swim trunks and our eyes fixed on the package they had hidden - and I almost fell out of the chair. My Cousin Steve had stolen a horses dick and sewn it onto his crotch. The one between his legs was complete soft and still at least six inches long and probably 2 1/2 inches thick. He finished undressing and looked up at Julie.

Yes, I meant our eyes. I looked over at Julie and she had her eyes locked on that dick, a slight flush to her face. Her eyes didn't leave Steve's body as he turned and dove into the pool.

At that moment I was feeling more than a little insecure. My dick was probably average all the way around. Not too long, not too thick. Nothing too compare with the tool Steve had.

After standing in a trance for almost ten seconds Julie whipped around again and very unsteadily shed her clothes.

She wobbled unsteadily over to the pool and dove in, the whole time Steve's eyes devoured her fully exposed body. The soft hues from the deck lights showed her off perfectly.

After Julie broke the surface, Steve started splashing her. This precipitated a full scale water fight between the two, with water flying everywhere. Despite everything that was happening the drinks were affecting me and I started to drift off for a moment when renewed shouting from the pool started me back to consciousness. Julie was now trying to dunk Steve's head underwater. The two of them were wrestling, still naked, while I watched. I felt more than a little jealous, but for some reason I didn't get out of my chair.

In the pool, Steve was now using his larger size and had dunked Julie under with one hand. She came up spurting and sputtering. Steve laughed and swam quickly over to the edge of the pool, pulling himself out and sitting on the edge. Even from where I was I could see that massive cock of his draping itself over the lip of the pool.

Julie finally managed to spit out all the water she had swallowed and turned to glare at Steve. The glare however, faded when her eyes once again locked onto his crotch. After almost ten seconds of staring she tore her eyes away, and with a glance at the house and the dark bedroom window, started to swim slowly over to Steve.

I kept expecting her to stop, or Steve to move away, but she just kept getting closer to him and he just smiled at her. Julie swam up to the edge and grabbed the wall of the pool, floating with her face inches from Steve's cock.

They stayed like that for almost thirty seconds, neither one moving, as Julie stared at his member. Finally, Julie started to move. I watched horrified as her little hand moved up out of the water and wrapped itself around Steve's cock. Or tried to wrap around it since her hand wouldn't go completely around. She lifted it, almost like she was weighing it, then leaned forward and kissed the massive head.

I watched helplessly as Julie began to move her hand up and down that shaft, kissing and licking at the head as Steve's cock began to stir. Julie opened her mouth and could see her struggling to fit it into her mouth. Her mouth stretched impossibly wide and she moved forward, two inches sliding in.

As I watched this I wanted to scream. Julie had never given me head in our years of marriage. She refused to even consider it, yet her she was cramming this giant cock into her mouth.

Julie continued bobbing back and forth, sliding three, then four inches into her mouth. Steve was stroking her hair and watching, never once even looking in my direction.

As Julie worked, Steve's cock grew, to at least twelve inches long and as thick around as Julie's wrist. His cock now stood straight out from his body and Julie was grasping it with both hands, using it to support her in the water as she tried to fit more cock into her mouth.

After five minutes of Julie's slutty performance, Steve pulled her off his cock, stood, then bent down and grasped Julie's arms and pulled her straight out of the pool. Steve leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his mouth on hers. Julie responded feverishly, working her mouth against his.

Steve broke their lip lock, and turned, grabbing cushions from the chair behind him and throwing them to the ground. He grabbed Julie's shoulders and firmly pushed her onto her back on the cushions, then knelt by her legs.

I watched as he grabbed each of her legs, and after a brief resistance from Julie, spread the wide and back, lewdly exposing her pussy and arsehole. He gazed at her pussy for a moment, which looked almost hairless since her fine blond hair was wet and matted to her skin, then leaned down and planted his mouth right over her cunt lips.

Julie let out a low moan, reach up and grabbed her legs, pulling them tightly to her chest. Steve took advantage of his free hands and brought them down, spreading her pussy with his fingertips, then sucking her clit into his mouth. Julie began panting and moaning, thrusting her pussy at his mouth.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Julie was exposing every inch of herself to my Cousin and loving every second of it. She had never responded to me like this.

Steve continued to work on Julie's cunt, now sliding an index finger up her hole, and working it in and out. Julie seemed to spasm for a moment in orgasm, but Steve kept working, now taking his thumb, and pressed against her exposed, puckered arsehole. Julie managed to moan out a protest but Steve ignored her. His digit was slick with her juices and after a momentary resistance it forced into her arse.

Julie let out a scream and began coming again, while Steve started a rhythm, sucking her clit and sliding his finger and thumb up both her holes.

When Julie had come again, even more loudly, Steve finally got up onto his knees again. He leaned forward until Julie's feet were pressed against his chest, then reached down and brought the head of his still hard cock to her pussy, sliding it up and down between her lips until it lodged in her hole.

Steve began pressing forward and for a moment his cock seemed to only strain at her entrance, but then the slickness from the earlier pussy licking paid off, and the head began to slide in.

Julie began to moan, a combination of pain and pleasure, as Steve's cock sank into her, stretching her pussy beyond anything my cock could ever do. In no time, Steve was working half of his cock in and out of Julie's doubled over body while she moaned and groaned out her pleasure, coming twice as he worked deeper.

Finally, Steve seemed to get impatient, and began stroking at her more forcefully. Julie grunted at each thrust, and began pushing at Steve's hips with her tiny hands, but he continued his assault, working ten inches of cock between her hugely stretched pussy lips.

Then, with no warning, Steve pulled completely out of Julie. I had a brief glimpse of her gaping pussy before he slammed back in with full force, burying himself completely, his balls slapping against her puckered arsehole.

Julie screamed and trashed beneath Steve, her tiny body trapped beneath his. Steve waited for a moment then began moving his cock in and out, a half an inch at a time. In less than ten seconds Julie began moaning again, now thrusting her hips up at his invading cock.

Steve took her invitation and began some serious fucking, pulling out until just the head was inside, then slamming back into her with the weight of his body, burying all 12 inches in her 18 year old pussy. Julie began coming instantly, each orgasm running into the next as he pistoned his massive tool in her, his large balls slapping against her arsehole.

They continued for almost five more minutes before Steve became more erratic in his thrusting, then with a groan, he buried his cock to the hilt. From my vantage point I could see the base of his thick cock begin to pulse as he shot his load deep into my wife. Julie cried out as she felt the first hot jet of cum and began her biggest orgasm yet, her head thrashing from side to side, her mouth open and moans coming from between her lips.

Steve continued coming for almost thirty seconds, filling her pussy until thick wads of cum started forcing out of Julie around his cock. He freed Julie's legs from beneath him and laid flat across her body, still slowly thrusting his semi-hard tool. Julie wrapped her arms and legs around him and they kissed deeply.

In no time, Steve's cock began to stiffen again, and he began thrusting more seriously. Julie had just begun to respond again, when he knelt back and whipped his cock from her pussy. Reaching down, he picked Julie up like a rag doll and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. He aimed his massive tool at her like a weapon with one hand, then finding the right spot, he buried it to the hilt in her cunt with one thrust.

Julie cried out as she felt his cock stretch her again, now reaching deeper than before, and her arms collapsed underneath her. She lay with her face on the cushion towards me, her butt high in the air. Steve began driving his cock home, grabbing her hips and slamming into her body, his groin slapping loudly against her butt. The rocking started Julie's 34c's swaying back and forth, her nipples rubbing against the rough cushion.

The scene was incredible. Julie had never before even tried to do it doggy style. She had always felt it was 'dirty', something animals did, and rebuffed me when I suggested it. Yet here she was moaning and groaning as Steve stretched her tender pussy from behind.

Steve continued to fuck her now sloppy pussy for two or three more minutes. Jill came at least twice during that time, her eyes closed, and filthy language began coming from her mouth.

"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! I love your big cock in my pussy!"

I hadn't even known she knew those words, let alone thinking she would ever say them. Then I noticed that one part of my body wasn't immobile. My cock was hard as a rock and standing straight up, twitching with each stroke Steve made into my wife.

Then, Steve put two fingers in his mouth, and after wetting them with his spit, suddenly jammed them into Julie's spread arsehole. With a cry, Julie began coming again, her hips thrusting against his cock and fingers. Steve continued working his two fingers in her arse, stroking them vigorously for a minute before removing them, then he pulled his cock from her pussy.

He tool glistened with her juices and he steadied it with one hand, pressing it upwards to Julie's arsehole. He began to press forward before Julie realized what he was doing.

"No, not there! Don't! Stop Steve!" she cried out and began to try to move away from him her eyes now wide open.

Steve ignored her, placing one hand on top or her head and pressing it into the cushion, the other holding her hips, preventing her escape. He pushed harder and I could see his earlier fingering was working. Julie's stretched and lubricated arsehole began to yield to his assaulting cock, the head beginning to press in.

Julie was crying and pleading with him to stop, but Steve continued his assault, finally popping the head of that massive cock up her arse. Julie cried out as she felt her virgin arse penetrated, sobbing and crying, pleading for Steve to take it out.

Then Steve flexed forward and buried six inches up her arse. Julie screamed as if she was being torn in two as that horse sized cock burned into her backside. Steve began stroking now, working his slick cock back and forth in Julie's shitter, gradually working another two inches in during the next minute.

Julie had stopped crying, most of the sharp pain had faded, and her eyes had closed again. Steve let go of her head and placed both hands on her hips, steadying her as he worked more cock into her burning rectum.

Soon almost ten inches of cock was buried up Julie's arse, and Steve began longer strokes, sliding almost out, then back in. As he continued stroking Steve reached under Julie's body and began stroking her clit, rubbing it roughly as he fucked her in the bum.

This added stimulation began to have an effect on Julie and she began to quietly moan. Her arsehole must have relaxed some, because Steve began stroking faster in her shit-tube. Julie began pushing back now with her hips, trying to get more of his cock in her passage, until with a final push, Steve buried the last of his twelve inches up her arse.

As Julie felt his hips press against her arse, she began coming again, her mouth hanging open, groaning out her pleasure. Steve removed his hand from rubbing her clit, grabbed her hips, and began to go to town. He was drawing that cock out to the head, then slamming back full force to the hilt in Julie's clenching arsehole. His balls were slapping loudly against her pussy as he fucked her and Julie grunted with each stroke.

"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" she grunted out the strokes as if she was counting them. After about thirty seconds of violent sodomy, Julie began to actually encourage Steve.

"Fuck my arse! Bugger me! Shove your cock in my arse! Hurt my arse! Stretch my shithole with your cock!" she pleaded with him.

This whorish display was too much for me, and with a groan my cock exploded, shooting my load across the floor as Steve fucked me wife in the arse.

Suddenly Steve stopped, and pulled his cock out of Julie's arse. He laid back on the cushions, his feet towards me, and pulled Julie on top of him. She squatted across his crotch and reached down, grabbed Steve's slimy cock, and placed it against her wide open arsehole. She let her feet collapse underneath her, and buried his cock to the hilt in her arse.

Julie was facing me and I watched as that cock slid into her arse, her pussy drooling juices, and her face a contorted mask of lust. Steve lay perfectly still as Julie began to fuck herself up and down his long tool. She pulled up until the head of his cock popped out, then slammed back down on it with her full body weight, using his cock to sodomize herself.

As I watched this show, my cock began stirring again, pointing straight up in the air. Julie took one hand and began to rub her pussy while she fucked her arse up and down Steve's cock.

Julie continued to bugger herself for almost five minutes and three orgasms before Steve's balls tightened and he began thrusting up against Julie. The added thrust forced Julie into another orgasm and Steve joined, pumping his load deep into her guts.

Steve gently lifted my wife off his cock, until it fell from her arse with a plop, covered with her shit and his sperm.

"Clean it," he said.

I watched in disbelief as Julie bent down and began to lick and suck his slimy cock clean. She slurped and slobbered over his soft tool until it sparkled.

"I think there's another job for you honey," Steve said and pointed her towards the house.

Without questions Julie walked towards me and the sliding door. For a moment I thought about moving as she walked towards me with Steve's cum running from her pussy and arsehole down her legs, but decided I just didn't have the energy.

Julie walked through the door, took one look at my cock pointing skyward and crawled over and promptly sucked my cock deep into her mouth. In less then ten seconds I began shooting another massive load deep into her throat. She moaned as she felt my cum squirting into her mouth, greedily swallowing every drop.

Steve, who had followed her in, watched for a moment then gathered his clothes, smiled at me, and with a wink, went back to his bedroom. Julie helped me up to our bedroom and we fucked and sucked long into the night until I couldn't get it hard enough to shove into one of her holes.

We left the next day and never looked back. The new Julie was a dream come true and I've never been happier. She does anything I ask her to - and enjoys it! We are planning our next adventure, a threesome with another man or another woman, but that is another story.

What happened with Steve you ask? Almost a month later I got the courage to call him. He was relaxed and friendly, asking me how everything was. I told him better than ever and he laughed. He told me he figured Julie just needed a little help and he was more than glad to give it.

Julie and I have been married for two years. She is 18 and I am 20.

We were still at school when we got together for our first, and actually only, date. She was a virgin and tried to impress me by going all the way. The sex was horrible, but just good enough for me to get her pregnant.

I was 18 years old at the time, so her parents made a lot of noise about calling the cops. That is until I agreed to marry her. My parents agreed, and a wedding was quickly arranged. So only three months after our first date a quick registry office wedding was held, and I was married.

The sex on our wedding night was hardly any better than the first time. Julie was inexperienced, scared, and hostile - not exactly a winning combination.

Anyway, not two weeks after the wedding, I rushed Julie to the hospital in the middle of the night where she had a miscarriage.

I wanted to divorce her after that, since we had only got married because of the child, but her parents talked me out of it and agreed to set me up in good job after school let out.

During the next two years I worked as a pharmaceutical salesman, something I found that I liked. After my first year, I had made enough contacts that I actually was pulling in a decent living. At the end of the second year, my company was paying for me to fly overseas and I was pulling in just under 40K a year, not bad with just a school education.

That was the good part of my life. The bad part was Julie. She never did warm up sexually, and during the one or two times a month we made love, she never showed anything more than discomfort until I shot my load and got off her, then all she showed was relief before a quick dash to the bathroom to clean up. If that wasn't bad enough, she had blossomed since our high school days. Her figure had filled out on top, but she still had the slim waist and thighs of a high school girl. What a waist and what a waste!

Needless to say I was always on the look out for available ladies, and with the travelling I was doing, I managed more than a few one night stands.

Anyway, after one particularly large sale, my boss congratulated me with two airline tickets to Florida. He wanted me to call on a special customer in Tampa Bay, and then take a week of vacation at a resort on Perdido Key with Julie.

This was fine with me since I had an older cousin that lived on Perdido Key with his wife. Steve was my father's brother's son, and had always been a great guy. We grew up living near each other and he had been one of my best friends (despite being 10 years older than me) before moving away. He had attended our wedding and had told me to call him any time I needed something. So I did.

Steve insisted Julie and I stay with him, so I cancelled the hotel reservations and headed on down. The customer in Tampa took only two hours of stroking, then I was free. Julie and I got into our rental car and headed off to the Steve's house.

We arrived late that night, having got lost twice. We drove to the address Steve had given me and I was more than surprised to find that Steve's house was very nice. It was more of an estate actually. Steve had been a stock broker during the 90's and according to my father had done well until retiring two or three years ago at the ripe old age of 31.

From what I could see in the dark 'done well' was an understatement. The house was large, but more impressive was the almost 5 acres of land it sat on. With land values on Perdido Key being what they were, I couldn't even imagine what it cost him.

We parked the car in front and rang the bell. Steve opened the door and after the manly bear hug he gave me, he turned to Julie.

"Julie honey! It's good to see you." He quickly looked her up and down obviously liking her tight jeans and t-shirt. "It's really good to see you!" he added with a wink at me.

Julie gave him a sniff, and both Steve and I shared a testosterone laced chuckle. Steve scooped up our two suitcases and showed us to our room on the second floor. He told us to get some sleep and he would see us in the morning.

When we woke the next day, I dressed quickly in shorts and a t-shirt and went looking for Steve. I found him out by the pool in back, sitting at a table and eating breakfast. He invited me to sit down and dished out some food for me.

"Where's Julie?" he asked.

"Probably still getting dressed," I replied vaguely.

He fixed with a hard stare and after a moment asked if things were okay between the two of us.

"Fine I guess, well its just that, uh, well.." I stammered.

"I think I understand David," he replied with a smile. "Is it something you can do anything about, or do you just not get along?"

"We get along fine I guess. She just doesn't seem to enjoy, uh, sex at all, you know." I replied.

Steve just nodded and gave me a brotherly smile, full of concern and sympathy.

"It's not anything I do," I added quickly, "I've never had any other complaints."

Just then the sliding glass door opened and Julie walked out onto the deck. She had on a modest two piece bathing suit, cut up on the sides a little to accent her long, slender legs.

"Julie, come over her and join us for breakfast!" Steve called to her.

She nodded and walked over. I noticed that as she walked over Steve was looking at her with more than the usual 'counsinly' interest.

Suddenly something clicked in my mind.

"Steve, where's Laura?" (his wife) I asked.

"She went to see her father, he's in the hospital David," he said with smile.

I nodded and went back to eating as Julie pulled up a chair and sat down.

During breakfast Steve was the wonder-host, never letting a plate or glass go empty, telling us one story after another about his days on Wall Street. His charm worked on both of us, and soon we were laughing and smiling along with him, long into the morning.

Finally around 10 o'clock Steve suggested we take a walk around the property, catch up some sleep, whatever. He cleared up the dishes, brushing aside our attempts to help, and headed into the house.

Julie and I spent the next four hours walking the beach and the wooded areas of his estate, spending almost two hours poking around a tide pool he had made. We walked back to the house and decided to catch up on jet lag.

When we woke, the sun was low in the sky, streaming into our window overlooking the pool. We went downstairs and found Steve out by the pool again, drinking a frozen daiquiri and watching the ocean.

We sat down next to him, and he smiled at us, pouring a large glass for each of use from a the pitcher next to him. The daiquiri was sweet and very strong.

Over the next hour we sat without talking, watching the sun set over the surf, sipping our drinks until the automatic deck lights clicked on. Well actually, gulping would be a better description. By the time the sun set, I was feeling no pain and I could tell Julie wasn't either.

"That was great!" said Steve, "I watch the sunset every night here."

Both Julie and I agreed it was very beautiful, although Julie seemed to have trouble actually speaking without slurring her words.

Steve gave us a big smile.

"Lets take a swim before dinner," he said, sliding his chair back and standing up.

We both agreed that was the best idea we had ever heard and stood up too. Julie went back inside to change into her swimsuit while Steve and I, who were already wearing swim trunks, jumped into the pool.

Steve and I swam a few laps while we waited for Julie before we both ended up in the deep end of the pool.

"I'm sorry your and Julie are having problems," he said to me.

"Well, to be honest, the problems not me, it's Julie. She was a virgin when we married and she never has loosened up."

"Are you sure it's not a mutual problem?" Steve asked looking at me hard.

"Not a chance," I snorted, "between you and me I get around a bit on my out of town trips, I've yet to hear a complaint."

"Maybe Julie just needs a little more experience," he added with a smile.

It took me a moment before I realized what his smile meant. I had never considered that Julie might have an affair, but the more I thought about it, the more it excited me.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, after Julie gets back, say you had too much to drink and head inside. I'll see if I can score with her."

I thought about it for a second while Steve watched me closely. I had to admit I was excited but I was also a little nervous that Steve would succeed. He was a good looking guy and I had always looked up to and admired him. I guess I was afraid it wouldn't work but even more afraid it would.

"Never mind David," Steve said before I could decide, "It might be great but I would hate to burst your bubble if I can warm her up."

With a challenge like that I could hardly refuse. With reluctance I agreed. Steve broke into a big grin and slapped me on the back. At that moment Julie came back out dressed in her two piece swimsuit.

"Hop in the pool Julie, don't take all day!" he laughed, smiling at me.

Julie walked to the edge of the pool and dove in cleanly, starting to swim laps, almost completely ignoring us as we floated side by side.

"Give me five minutes, then head out," Steve whispered to me, "turn off the lights in the living room and watch from there. With the lights out here there is no way we can see you."

I swam nervously for the next five minutes trying to decide what to do. Steve and Julie both calmly swam laps, never even acknowledging each other. Finally after a moment the alcohol and my brain said what the hell, and I heaved myself out of the pool. Julie stopped swimming and looked at me for a moment.

"Honey, I've got a splitting headache from those daiquiris," I said, "I'm going to go lay down for a while. You keep swimming if you want."

To my dismay she just nodded and went back to swimming laps. Steve stopped swimming long enough to wink at me, then continued.

I grabbed my towel and headed inside, my stomach in knots. I walked upstairs, turned the bedroom light on, waited a second then turned it off again. I snuck back downstairs into the dark living room and pulled a chair directly in front of the window to sit in and watch the show.

Steve and Julie had stopped swimming and were treading water, talking to each other. I had left the sliding glass door open about a foot so I could hear most of what they were saying. Steve was trying to convince Julie to shed her swim suit and skinny dip!

Well, after about two minutes of prodding and persuading Julie gave a giggle, then nodded her head. She and Steve both swam to the shallow end then hopped out to shed clothes. Steve gave me a wink as he pulled himself out of the pool.

Soon he was removing his swim trunks and our eyes fixed on the package they had hidden - and I almost fell out of the chair. My Cousin Steve had stolen a horses dick and sewn it onto his crotch. The one between his legs was complete soft and still at least six inches long and probably 2 1/2 inches thick. He finished undressing and looked up at Julie.

Yes, I meant our eyes. I looked over at Julie and she had her eyes locked on that dick, a slight flush to her face. Her eyes didn't leave Steve's body as he turned and dove into the pool.

At that moment I was feeling more than a little insecure. My dick was probably average all the way around. Not too long, not too thick. Nothing too compare with the tool Steve had.

After standing in a trance for almost ten seconds Julie whipped around again and very unsteadily shed her clothes.

She wobbled unsteadily over to the pool and dove in, the whole time Steve's eyes devoured her fully exposed body. The soft hues from the deck lights showed her off perfectly.

After Julie broke the surface, Steve started splashing her. This precipitated a full scale water fight between the two, with water flying everywhere. Despite everything that was happening the drinks were affecting me and I started to drift off for a moment when renewed shouting from the pool started me back to consciousness. Julie was now trying to dunk Steve's head underwater. The two of them were wrestling, still naked, while I watched. I felt more than a little jealous, but for some reason I didn't get out of my chair.

In the pool, Steve was now using his larger size and had dunked Julie under with one hand. She came up spurting and sputtering. Steve laughed and swam quickly over to the edge of the pool, pulling himself out and sitting on the edge. Even from where I was I could see that massive cock of his draping itself over the lip of the pool.

Julie finally managed to spit out all the water she had swallowed and turned to glare at Steve. The glare however, faded when her eyes once again locked onto his crotch. After almost ten seconds of staring she tore her eyes away, and with a glance at the house and the dark bedroom window, started to swim slowly over to Steve.

I kept expecting her to stop, or Steve to move away, but she just kept getting closer to him and he just smiled at her. Julie swam up to the edge and grabbed the wall of the pool, floating with her face inches from Steve's cock.

They stayed like that for almost thirty seconds, neither one moving, as Julie stared at his member. Finally, Julie started to move. I watched horrified as her little hand moved up out of the water and wrapped itself around Steve's cock. Or tried to wrap around it since her hand wouldn't go completely around. She lifted it, almost like she was weighing it, then leaned forward and kissed the massive head.

I watched helplessly as Julie began to move her hand up and down that shaft, kissing and licking at the head as Steve's cock began to stir. Julie opened her mouth and could see her struggling to fit it into her mouth. Her mouth stretched impossibly wide and she moved forward, two inches sliding in.

As I watched this I wanted to scream. Julie had never given me head in our years of marriage. She refused to even consider it, yet her she was cramming this giant cock into her mouth.

Julie continued bobbing back and forth, sliding three, then four inches into her mouth. Steve was stroking her hair and watching, never once even looking in my direction.

As Julie worked, Steve's cock grew, to at least twelve inches long and as thick around as Julie's wrist. His cock now stood straight out from his body and Julie was grasping it with both hands, using it to support her in the water as she tried to fit more cock into her mouth.

After five minutes of Julie's slutty performance, Steve pulled her off his cock, stood, then bent down and grasped Julie's arms and pulled her straight out of the pool. Steve leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his mouth on hers. Julie responded feverishly, working her mouth against his.

Steve broke their lip lock, and turned, grabbing cushions from the chair behind him and throwing them to the ground. He grabbed Julie's shoulders and firmly pushed her onto her back on the cushions, then knelt by her legs.

I watched as he grabbed each of her legs, and after a brief resistance from Julie, spread the wide and back, lewdly exposing her pussy and arsehole. He gazed at her pussy for a moment, which looked almost hairless since her fine blond hair was wet and matted to her skin, then leaned down and planted his mouth right over her cunt lips.

Julie let out a low moan, reach up and grabbed her legs, pulling them tightly to her chest. Steve took advantage of his free hands and brought them down, spreading her pussy with his fingertips, then sucking her clit into his mouth. Julie began panting and moaning, thrusting her pussy at his mouth.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Julie was exposing every inch of herself to my Cousin and loving every second of it. She had never responded to me like this.

Steve continued to work on Julie's cunt, now sliding an index finger up her hole, and working it in and out. Julie seemed to spasm for a moment in orgasm, but Steve kept working, now taking his thumb, and pressed against her exposed, puckered arsehole. Julie managed to moan out a protest but Steve ignored her. His digit was slick with her juices and after a momentary resistance it forced into her arse.

Julie let out a scream and began coming again, while Steve started a rhythm, sucking her clit and sliding his finger and thumb up both her holes.

When Julie had come again, even more loudly, Steve finally got up onto his knees again. He leaned forward until Julie's feet were pressed against his chest, then reached down and brought the head of his still hard cock to her pussy, sliding it up and down between her lips until it lodged in her hole.

Steve began pressing forward and for a moment his cock seemed to only strain at her entrance, but then the slickness from the earlier pussy licking paid off, and the head began to slide in.

Julie began to moan, a combination of pain and pleasure, as Steve's cock sank into her, stretching her pussy beyond anything my cock could ever do. In no time, Steve was working half of his cock in and out of Julie's doubled over body while she moaned and groaned out her pleasure, coming twice as he worked deeper.

Finally, Steve seemed to get impatient, and began stroking at her more forcefully. Julie grunted at each thrust, and began pushing at Steve's hips with her tiny hands, but he continued his assault, working ten inches of cock between her hugely stretched pussy lips.

Then, with no warning, Steve pulled completely out of Julie. I had a brief glimpse of her gaping pussy before he slammed back in with full force, burying himself completely, his balls slapping against her puckered arsehole.

Julie screamed and trashed beneath Steve, her tiny body trapped beneath his. Steve waited for a moment then began moving his cock in and out, a half an inch at a time. In less than ten seconds Julie began moaning again, now thrusting her hips up at his invading cock.

Steve took her invitation and began some serious fucking, pulling out until just the head was inside, then slamming back into her with the weight of his body, burying all 12 inches in her 18 year old pussy. Julie began coming instantly, each orgasm running into the next as he pistoned his massive tool in her, his large balls slapping against her arsehole.

They continued for almost five more minutes before Steve became more erratic in his thrusting, then with a groan, he buried his cock to the hilt. From my vantage point I could see the base of his thick cock begin to pulse as he shot his load deep into my wife. Julie cried out as she felt the first hot jet of cum and began her biggest orgasm yet, her head thrashing from side to side, her mouth open and moans coming from between her lips.

Steve continued coming for almost thirty seconds, filling her pussy until thick wads of cum started forcing out of Julie around his cock. He freed Julie's legs from beneath him and laid flat across her body, still slowly thrusting his semi-hard tool. Julie wrapped her arms and legs around him and they kissed deeply.

In no time, Steve's cock began to stiffen again, and he began thrusting more seriously. Julie had just begun to respond again, when he knelt back and whipped his cock from her pussy. Reaching down, he picked Julie up like a rag doll and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. He aimed his massive tool at her like a weapon with one hand, then finding the right spot, he buried it to the hilt in her cunt with one thrust.

Julie cried out as she felt his cock stretch her again, now reaching deeper than before, and her arms collapsed underneath her. She lay with her face on the cushion towards me, her butt high in the air. Steve began driving his cock home, grabbing her hips and slamming into her body, his groin slapping loudly against her butt. The rocking started Julie's 34c's swaying back and forth, her nipples rubbing against the rough cushion.

The scene was incredible. Julie had never before even tried to do it doggy style. She had always felt it was 'dirty', something animals did, and rebuffed me when I suggested it. Yet here she was moaning and groaning as Steve stretched her tender pussy from behind.

Steve continued to fuck her now sloppy pussy for two or three more minutes. Jill came at least twice during that time, her eyes closed, and filthy language began coming from her mouth.

"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! I love your big cock in my pussy!"

I hadn't even known she knew those words, let alone thinking she would ever say them. Then I noticed that one part of my body wasn't immobile. My cock was hard as a rock and standing straight up, twitching with each stroke Steve made into my wife.

Then, Steve put two fingers in his mouth, and after wetting them with his spit, suddenly jammed them into Julie's spread arsehole. With a cry, Julie began coming again, her hips thrusting against his cock and fingers. Steve continued working his two fingers in her arse, stroking them vigorously for a minute before removing them, then he pulled his cock from her pussy.

He tool glistened with her juices and he steadied it with one hand, pressing it upwards to Julie's arsehole. He began to press forward before Julie realized what he was doing.

"No, not there! Don't! Stop Steve!" she cried out and began to try to move away from him her eyes now wide open.

Steve ignored her, placing one hand on top or her head and pressing it into the cushion, the other holding her hips, preventing her escape. He pushed harder and I could see his earlier fingering was working. Julie's stretched and lubricated arsehole began to yield to his assaulting cock, the head beginning to press in.

Julie was crying and pleading with him to stop, but Steve continued his assault, finally popping the head of that massive cock up her arse. Julie cried out as she felt her virgin arse penetrated, sobbing and crying, pleading for Steve to take it out.

Then Steve flexed forward and buried six inches up her arse. Julie screamed as if she was being torn in two as that horse sized cock burned into her backside. Steve began stroking now, working his slick cock back and forth in Julie's shitter, gradually working another two inches in during the next minute.

Julie had stopped crying, most of the sharp pain had faded, and her eyes had closed again. Steve let go of her head and placed both hands on her hips, steadying her as he worked more cock into her burning rectum.

Soon almost ten inches of cock was buried up Julie's arse, and Steve began longer strokes, sliding almost out, then back in. As he continued stroking Steve reached under Julie's body and began stroking her clit, rubbing it roughly as he fucked her in the bum.

This added stimulation began to have an effect on Julie and she began to quietly moan. Her arsehole must have relaxed some, because Steve began stroking faster in her shit-tube. Julie began pushing back now with her hips, trying to get more of his cock in her passage, until with a final push, Steve buried the last of his twelve inches up her arse.

As Julie felt his hips press against her arse, she began coming again, her mouth hanging open, groaning out her pleasure. Steve removed his hand from rubbing her clit, grabbed her hips, and began to go to town. He was drawing that cock out to the head, then slamming back full force to the hilt in Julie's clenching arsehole. His balls were slapping loudly against her pussy as he fucked her and Julie grunted with each stroke.

"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" she grunted out the strokes as if she was counting them. After about thirty seconds of violent sodomy, Julie began to actually encourage Steve.

"Fuck my arse! Bugger me! Shove your cock in my arse! Hurt my arse! Stretch my shithole with your cock!" she pleaded with him.

This whorish display was too much for me, and with a groan my cock exploded, shooting my load across the floor as Steve fucked me wife in the arse.

Suddenly Steve stopped, and pulled his cock out of Julie's arse. He laid back on the cushions, his feet towards me, and pulled Julie on top of him. She squatted across his crotch and reached down, grabbed Steve's slimy cock, and placed it against her wide open arsehole. She let her feet collapse underneath her, and buried his cock to the hilt in her arse.

Julie was facing me and I watched as that cock slid into her arse, her pussy drooling juices, and her face a contorted mask of lust. Steve lay perfectly still as Julie began to fuck herself up and down his long tool. She pulled up until the head of his cock popped out, then slammed back down on it with her full body weight, using his cock to sodomize herself.

As I watched this show, my cock began stirring again, pointing straight up in the air. Julie took one hand and began to rub her pussy while she fucked her arse up and down Steve's cock.

Julie continued to bugger herself for almost five minutes and three orgasms before Steve's balls tightened and he began thrusting up against Julie. The added thrust forced Julie into another orgasm and Steve joined, pumping his load deep into her guts.

Steve gently lifted my wife off his cock, until it fell from her arse with a plop, covered with her shit and his sperm.

"Clean it," he said.

I watched in disbelief as Julie bent down and began to lick and suck his slimy cock clean. She slurped and slobbered over his soft tool until it sparkled.

"I think there's another job for you honey," Steve said and pointed her towards the house.

Without questions Julie walked towards me and the sliding door. For a moment I thought about moving as she walked towards me with Steve's cum running from her pussy and arsehole down her legs, but decided I just didn't have the energy.

Julie walked through the door, took one look at my cock pointing skyward and crawled over and promptly sucked my cock deep into her mouth. In less then ten seconds I began shooting another massive load deep into her throat. She moaned as she felt my cum squirting into her mouth, greedily swallowing every drop.

Steve, who had followed her in, watched for a moment then gathered his clothes, smiled at me, and with a wink, went back to his bedroom. Julie helped me up to our bedroom and we fucked and sucked long into the night until I couldn't get it hard enough to shove into one of her holes.

We left the next day and never looked back. The new Julie was a dream come true and I've never been happier. She does anything I ask her to - and enjoys it! We are planning our next adventure, a threesome with another man or another woman, but that is another story.

What happened with Steve you ask? Almost a month later I got the courage to call him. He was relaxed and friendly, asking me how everything was. I told him better than ever and he laughed. He told me he figured Julie just needed a little help and he was more than glad to give it.