Chapter One

 

I can't say what my motivation was or when it started, but maybe, it began when I happen to see some spam in my e-mail. Something I never take the time to read, but I did that time. It was an ad promising me I could have a much larger penis if I sent them some money. Part of the ad said, "wouldn't you wife or girlfriend like to experience a larger penis?" I laughed and deleted it, but the question stayed with me. I wasn't so foolish to believe that I could have a larger dick. Not that I was that small. Five and a half inches and no woman had ever complained, at least not to me. I did wonder if Lori, my wife, would like to see what a big cock felt like. Or had she already experienced a mega-cock?

Lori and I had been married for nearly two years. I was well aware that Lori had fucked other men before me, but it didn't bother me because I had won the game. I took the jock's girl off the playing field. I have many doubts in my life, but I never doubted that Lori loves me. Not even for an instant. We both had great jobs that we liked. We were highly compatible. We liked the same things and best of all we have a great sex life. We do everything two people of the opposite sex can do sexually. Most of it we've done more than once if we liked it. That was one of the things I loved about Lori. She never said no. She was always in the mood and ready for anything, anytime.

I met Lori while we both were in college. I was finishing up and she was a year behind me. I first saw her at a fraternity dance. She was with one of my frat brothers. I saw her on the dance floor and I think I fell in love with her at that moment. I fell in lust, at least.

Lori is tall for a woman. Five ten and a half and built like a brick shit-house. Of course, I didn't know it at the time, but she was a thirty-eight DD. All I knew at that time was she looked like a million bucks.

"See something you like?" my date asked dryly. I had been caught staring at Lori. "She's out of your league, Jimmy," she said. "That is Lori Cage and she's the queen of the Jocks. Dates anyone and only anyone who plays sports. Video games don't count."

That stung. Not that it wasn't true. I wasn't a jock, I was a self-confessed nerd. I had a few friends on the basketball and football teams, but most of my friends were also nerds. My frat house was a mix. A few jocks and a few nerds with the rest being somewhere in the middle. I had written a couple programs and had sold some. I specialized in video games and I was already getting employment offers

After I spotted Lori, I discreetly asked around and got the information on Miss Cage. I was discrete because I didn't want the jocks to know I was interested. I asked one of my frat brother jocks about her. He was quite forthcoming.

"Lori? Hell man, she's hot to trot. That slut loves to fuck. She's a bitch that never says no and she's good at it, too. Sucks cock like a fucking pro. You interested in her?"

"Yeah, maybe," I said. "How about an introduction?"

"Sure, why not," he said laughing. "One more dick ain't going to make much difference. Come on, I know where she hangs out."

Our first meeting wasn't anything to write home about. She took one look at me and lost interest until my buddy mentioned I had sold some computer programs. She suddenly got a lot friendlier.

"Good for you. I hope you made a lot of money." she said. I told her it was pretty good money. I casually mentioned that there were several computer companies competing for me. I asked her out and after a short hesitation, she agreed. Things went a lot better after that. It took four dates and we became exclusive. Six months after I graduated, we got married and the rest, as they say, is history.

I don't know why we never discussed our previous dating experiences. It never came up. We always talked about other things in our past, but never about other men and women we had known. Of course I remembered some of the tales I heard about Lori, but like I said they didn't bother me all that much.

Anyway, I fantasized about Lori having sex with other men, seeing in my imagination, Lori with a big cock in her giving her the fuck of her life. I could almost hear her squeal as the imaginary cock slammed in and out of her sloppy wet cunt. I played with the fantasy for several days. Even when Lori and I were in bed fucking like bunnies, I sometimes saw my fantasy imagery.

My job often takes me out of town for a few weeks a year. I do some of the recruiting for my company. I knew that Lori had a battery-powered dildo and she used it whenever I was gone. Sometimes she admitted to using it even when I was available. We just laughed about it. After I started thinking about Lori and a larger cock, I bought her a big black rubber cock that was at least ten inches long and pretty big in girth. About twice as big as my dick.

"I love it, Jimmy," she said after I presented her with it. "But why black?"

"Because I've always wanted to see you with a big black cock in your cunt," I answered. Always, was stretching it a bit. The idea of seeing her with a black cock was fairly new to me. I wasn't sure when her fantasy lovers became black.

"Really?" she asked, surprised. "Black, huh?"

"Yeah, black, hard, and as big as that one," I said pointing the big black dildo at her. "Let's give it a test run."

Lori cheerfully let me watch her when she took the fake cock on the maiden run. In the two years of marriage I had talked Lori into putting all sorts of things in her twat. Fruits and vegetables of all kinds, bananas, cucumbers, zucchini, carrots, and you name it and if it fit, she did it. Once I shoved a pear up her cunt and we couldn't get it out. I had to carefully use a knife and take it out in smaller sections. It didn't help that Lori laughed so hard while I did the operation. The silly thing even had an orgasm while I sliced and diced.

After Lori played with the dildo for a while we got down to some one on one fucking. Lori was one of the few women I encountered that could get me to 'rise to the occasion' more than once.

"Fuck my ass, Jimmy," Lori said breathlessly. This was the second go around for us. I had already dumped one load of cum in her pussy. I got the anal lube and slicked my cock and her ass. I was a little surprised when she used the black dildo on her pussy while I fucked her ass. Lori was so hot she was nearly sizzling. Lori loves anal sex and she would often initiate it. Having something in her pussy while we did was new. At least for me. I got the impression it wasn't all that new for Lori.

Later while we were catching our breath I asked her about it. She didn't answer right away than finally she did.

"We've never talked about the past...you know, time before us," she said. "Are you sure you want to know?" I assured her I did. "Okay, but it's not a story of a nice girl. If you are absolutely sure, go get us some wine and I'll tell you about my journey of sexual discovery.

Chapter Two

Lori's story

 

I set out on my journey of discovery right after high school. My parents sent me to a good college to get an education. I did, in more ways than they ever imagined. My freshman year taught me many things, mostly about myself. One important thing was I discovered I liked sex. I know, who doesn't? But I learned I really liked sex. A lot.

My discoveries came during that first year, but over time and not in one fell swoop. I hadn't arrived on campus with my hymen intact, but I was comparatively inexperienced. I gave Roger Miller my cherry the summer before setting off to get a higher education. Poor Roger didn't know much more than I did about sex, but I thought it was nice and I knew I wanted more.

Any girl who is looking for sex can find it. That's an indisputable fact. My dorm roommate, I quickly discovered, was looking also. Tammy Lipski was her name. Tammy was from New Jersey and I found out later her father was a big wheel in the mafia. Not a don because he wasn't of Italian or Sicilian decent, but fairly high up in the chain of command. Tammy arrived on campus with plenty of money and an urge to fuck.

It was Tammy who introduced me to James Berry. Jim was one of the co-captains of the football team and was a big man on campus. Literally a big man.

Since I wasn't in any frame of mind to play games I gave it up for Jim on our first date. As a football player Jim was great. In the sack Jim wasn't much. Even with my limited experience I knew that. He knew the mechanics of fucking, but little else and I didn't know enough to teach him. After a few dates, Jim handed me off to one of his fellow players. Gordon something. Gordon was better than Jim, but not much. I was passed from player to player until I finally got to Mongo Carter. Mongo was a mixed breed. Part Hawaiian, part Japanese, and part black. Mostly black because he was very dark and boy was he big. Six feet seven and well over three hundred pounds. Some was fat, but not very much. By the time I met him he was a senior and already scouted by the professional football teams.

It was Mongo that taught me more about sex than all the other men combined. I met him at a party one night and Mongo literally took me away from his teammate.

After partying for a while my date and I found an unoccupied bed and were playing around naked. We had just started to get serious when Mongo came in.

"Get the fuck out of the way and let a real man fuck this chick," Mongo growled, grabbing my date by the neck and dragging him off of the bed. I tried to cover up and I protested, but it did no good. Mongo's first act was to grab my legs and open them wide. His second act was to shove his face between my legs and commence to eat my pussy.

My date stood and watched for a moment until Mongo stared at him. He gathered up his clothing and left and the big man went back to eating me.

Oral sex, until that time, was something I was supposed to do for the guy. It was my first experience of having a man eat me and I loved it. After a few minutes of that I wasn't protesting any longer. I was encouraging the brute to do it. Mongo had me creaming in a matter of minutes.

"I'm ready for some fuckin'" Mongo said after sending me into three major orgasms. "You ready for some cock, bitch?"

"Oh hell yes!" I yelled. I was unbelievably hot and I was ready for whatever. Or so I thought. There was nothing in my limited experience to prepare me for what Mongo did to me that night.

If what he was doing was fucking, I wondered what the other men had been doing. First of all Mongo's dick was huge. I had never seen anything remotely like it. Big, hard, and as black as midnight. Mongo knew he was large and he thankfully took it easy until he was completely in me. For a moment I thought he was splitting me in half with his massive dick. It wasn't very pleasant at first, but then suddenly it was as if I was on fire. I started to sweat out of every pore of my body.

I screamed and yelled at him to fuck me and he did exactly that. He fucked me for nearly an hour and he pumped my pussy full of his cum. The amazing thing was he never got completely soft and he never completely stopped fucking me. I came so hard several times that I passed out for a few moments. It was almost more than a young girl like me could take, but I did. I took it and I loved it.

After the first hour or so, and I could be way off on the time, Mongo went to the bedroom door and yelled at someone who brought us some cold drinks. I certainly needed the moisture. While we drank, Mongo asked me my name and what classes I was taking. Just small talk for a while. He told me about football, most of which went right over my head. After a few minutes of that he went right back to fucking me. Sometime in the wee hours he stopped. After Mongo had all of me he wanted, he got off of me and put his clothes back on. To this day I still remember his exact words as he grinned down at me.

"Me and you," he said. "You'll be my bitch until I say different. Don't be giving that pussy to anybody else unless I say so. You hear me?" I managed to nod my head and acknowledge him. Hell, I didn't want anybody else anyway. I lay still on the soaking wet bed for another fifteen minutes after he ambled out. I couldn't and didn't want to move. I finally realized what the expression, "basking in the after-glow" meant. I dozed off or maybe I passed out. I vaguely remember being loaded into a car but that was all.