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Subject: Old & Great "Seduced by Size" (cuck)
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I think originally posted by who@why.not
Seduced by Size (MF)
I'm in my early thirty's. Men seem to find my slim body and full, firm
breasts and my hip length brown hair attractive.
I've been married for five years. My husband, Joe is the only sex partner
I've ever had. And until recently, the only one I ever wanted.
That changed a month ago when Dave moved into the apartment across the hall.
He's about five years younger than me, muscular, and handsome in his
dangerous
way.
Despite his looks and youth, I would scarcely have noticed him, if he hadn't
come on to me.
From the first day, he hinted that he would like to bed me. When I laughed
that off, he tried direct propositions. I kept turning him down, but was
more
flattered than upset by his attention.
When he decided that I wasn't buying, he began claiming that he could bring
me
new levels of ecstasy. I was unconvinced. Finally, he said, "You don't
know
what pleasure is until you feel my 11 inch dick stretching your pussy."
My cunt throbbed at his words. "I wouldn't be interested," I bluffed, "even
if I believed you."
With a smug, "Seeing is believing." He glanced around then unzipped his
drawers and pulled out his dick. I gasped in disbelief. I hadn't believed
that dicks that big existed. Even semi-erect, it was at least 10 inches
long
and I wondered if I could fit my hand around it. It was topped with a
cockhead the size of a plum. At last I tore my gaze away. With pretended
nonchalance I retorted, "Very unusual, but next time try showing off to
someone who is impressed."
But that night, when Joe and I made love, I wondered how Dave's monster
would
feel inside me. When Joe's cock entered me, I thought of Dave's thick pole
spreading my pussy as he ravished me. While Joe pressed into me, I imagined
Dave's tool probing my tunnel to new depths.
The lewd images soon brought my best climax in weeks.
I bucked into Joe, shrieking my orgasm. He hammered me mercilessly.
"Wow, you were wild tonight." Joe said delightedly afterwards. I kept
silent,
but inwardly was swamped with guilt. I felt that by craving Dave's cock I
was
betraying Joe. Dave's cock soon dominated my thoughts. At first I exhausted
Joe with a torrent of sex in a vain attempt to conquer my adulterous lust.
But each time he penetrated me I imagined it was Dave's cock entering me.
While Joe thrust into me, it was the vision of Dave's dick plundering me
that
brought me to orgasm. In desperation, I spurred Joe to initiate variations
in
our love making.
It was futile. Even when Joe licked my pussy, and his cock was down my
throat, I was craving the feel of Dave's huge tool stretching me as it
pushed
ever deeper into my cunt.
Even though visions of Dave's organ kept haunting me, I knew that I should
be
firm. Instead, a few weeks after Dave exposed his dick, I was waiting for
Dave to leave his apartment, dressed to seduce.
My halter top was modest enough, except that without a bra, the knobs of my
erect nipples showed through the thin material. My shorts though, were so
skimpy that wisps of pubic hair peeked out the top, and the bottom of my ass
was bared below.
I waited impatiently until Dave's door opened, then walked over until my
jutting breasts nearly poked his chest and smiled up at him. In a minute,
his
lips covered mine, and his tongue probed my mouth. One hand reached out to
hold my breast, the other roamed my bare belly from my ribs to the top of my
shorts.
I broke away. "Not out here," I gasped.
With a smirk he let me into his apartment, and ushered me to his bedroom.
When he again took me into his arms, his swollen member pushed at my belly
through his pants. My pussy instantly started oozing.
My hands reached out to unfasten his pants, then pulled pants and underpants
to his ankles. His cock jumped free. My hand lightly circled his rod, then
ran from base to head.
I let go only to let Dave take off my halter. I resumed caressing it while
he
peeled my shorts. While he shed his shirt, my fingers were smearing his
knob
with precum.
As soon as he stripped, his fingers drifted down my belly, through my furry
thatch to slide between my pussy lips. He stroked the length of my slimy
slit, and probed the entrance to my oozing tunnel. My knees were weak by
the
time he backed me to the bed. A second later I was lying on the bed, my
hips
on the edge. He was between my outspread legs, his knob rubbing at my
opening.
Just then, I had misgivings, but I'm ashamed to say that it wasn't about
cheating on my husband, but only whether my pussy could take Dave's monster
cock.
Before I could reveal my doubts, he gently pushed forward. The feel of his
fat cockhead stretch open my hole was delightful. When all his cockhead had
squeezed in he paused. I wiggled, impatient for more.
He slowly slid deeper and deeper inside me, his thick tool sending thrills
of
pleasure as it stretched my vagina.
At last he was buried to the hilt. Our pubic hairs mingled. My vagina had
taken the entire length of his monstrous tool! I felt like its head was
buried between my breasts. My pussy felt delightfully stuffed.
We stayed like that a minute. My pussy gently throbbed around his manhood.
Then he drew back until only its head was inside before plunging back in
until
his heavy balls slapped my ass.
He pounded me harder and faster. With each thrust my nerves thrilled as his
pole stretched me anew.
Soon my hands were at his hips, trying to pull him deeper into me. I ground
my pussy against him. My hips bucked wildly, as my pleasure built, I began
sobbing "yes, yes" and "its sooo good."
"Now," I sobbed. "Fill me with your seed."
"Beg me." He demanded, pistoning into me.
"Please," I begged, "fill me, I need to feel you erupt inside me."
At that he buried his cock in me, then blasted load after load of hot cream
deep inside me.
His first eruption triggered my climax. I howled my pleasure as my pussy
clenched his giant organ in spasm after spasm of bliss.
After, we rested side by side on his bed. In a while I lifted his dick.
Even
limp it was impressive. Idly, I began to run my hand along its length.
Slowly, his tool again began to rise.
I started licking his sticky cockhead, then put it in my mouth. Dave began
fingering my, gaping, cum filled hole.
By the time he was fully erect, I had wedged his cock to the back of my
mouth,
and as far down my throat as I could get it. Even so, a handful and more
stuck out. Meanwhile, Dave's fingers were pleasuring my pussy. His massive
pole had opened me so much that he soon buried four fingers in my cum filled
hole, and kneaded my clit with his thumb.
I took his dick from my mouth. "I want to swallow your load," I gasped.
"But
right now I need you inside me." An instant later I squatted over him. My
distended opening welcomed his girth then clutched it as I worked his length
inside me. Soon I once again enjoyed feeling his mass fill my tunnel.
Slowly at first, then faster, I lifted myself until only the tip of his pole
was in me, then slammed down until my clit hit his pubic bone. Dave's hand
reached up to squeeze my dangling breasts as I pounded myself towards
climax.
Finally, wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me as my tunnel quaked
with
release.
When my climax ebbed, and I rolled off Dave, I was startled to realize that
he
was still stiff.
"You didn't come did you?" I asked.
"No," he replied, "but with a little help from your mouth I could."
At that I took his cock into my mouth again. I paused to lick my slime from
his cockhead then forced more cock in.
Soon my head was bobbing on his stiff rod. Already aroused from drilling my
pussy, he soon stiffened in climax.
Spurts of cum streamed down my throat until I pulled back to coat my mouth
with the rest of his cream.
It's been two weeks since that afternoon. My sex life with Joe is better
than
ever. Strangely, after all the guilt I felt fantasizing about Dave, I don't
feel at all guilty about actually screwing him.
I haven't fucked him since that afternoon, and think that my obsession with
him is gone. If not, Dave's told me that if I again get an uncontrollable
lust, he'll satisfy it.