A Chance Meeting with Tom

Basking in the glow of our new-found sexuality, Marge and I strolled through the local mall doing nothing in particular.

We had a nice lunch at one of the open air cafés, where Madge decided to let me in on the secret that she wasn't wearing any panties!

Just the thought of my sexy long-legged wife sitting there with her nether regions bare for all to see (if they really wanted to) had me hard in seconds flat.

I purposely dropped my fork and bent down to retrieve it and as I did so, Marge parted her legs to reveal her swollen, moist pussy.

I wanted to throw myself to my knees and bury my tongue deep into her sweet, wet folds...but that would have been difficult to explain as they dragged me away to jail for indecent exposure!

Instead, I composed myself and sat back to finish my lunch imagining all the delicious things we'd get up to when we got home. The napkin in my lap was like a tent, such was the intensity of my now-burgeoning hard-on and I quickly shuffled nearer to the table to try and hide my embarrassment.

After my cock started to subside, I decided to go to the toilets to dry myself off from all the pre-cum that had coated my sodden pants.

As I entered the facility, I heard a voice off to my left "Hi there, neighbour!". It was my near neighbour, Tom who I was sure had witnessed Marge and I's intense sex session on the back porch a week earlier.

"Oh, hi Tom? How's it hangin'?"...(what a fuckin' stupid thing to say in a gents toilet!)

Tom saw the funny side and half-turned to display one of the finest pieces of meat I'd ever set my eyes on! It was all of 9 inches long and THICK. It truly was like a baby's arm holding a tomato!

"What's wrong, dude - bit bigger than you're used to?" he asked suggestively.

"Fuck, yeah!" I stammered. "No, wait! What do mean by that?" I shot back too defensively.

"I came over to borrow your chainsaw the other week when Petey was home and happened to see both of you in the garage...enjoying yourselves. Boy, that kid can fuck. Gotta hand it to you - you took him like a pro. I was so turned on, I soon had my pecker out stroking to the thrusts of his body slamming you against the fender. Fuck, I came hard! I tried to keep it quiet so you wouldn't hear anything."

I was aware that Tom was moving his hand along his cock, which had now become semi-hard at the remembered experience and I was marvelling at the swelling of his monstrous member.

In my own semi-hard state, I was conscious of the fact that my own cock was hardening fast! Something that was not lost on Tom and he motioned at my crotch with a leering smile.

"Yeah, well it was something that wasn't planned but I can't say it won't happen again! You won't say anything will you?" I pleaded.

"Not a chance, Frank. As long as you let me watch now and again - that'll keep me happy. Who knows? Maybe you and I can have a bit of fun from time to time! It's been a while since this bad boy's seen any action."

He was now gripping a raging twelve inch boner in his big meaty hand.

"That was a great show you and Madge put on for me last week on the porch, too! Fuck, I didn't realise you were both as horny as you were...had me cumming bucketloads!! Best fuckin' orgasms I've had since Suzy left me!"

I was now rigid and desperate to feel his cock in every way I could.

I said nothing but backed into the furthest cubicle and dropped my pants and stood there with my cock rampant in all its eight inch glory! Tom ambled over aiming his meat in my direction.

"Fuck, Frank - you sure you want to do this?" he asked incredulously.

"Hell, why not - it's obvious we're both up for it!". Both our cocks were straining and glistening in the glare of the fluorescent lighting.

The cubicle space was quite generous, so we both fit in with room to spare. He locked the door behind him and turned to see me sitting on the john with my mouth salivating at the thought of sucking on that length of manhood.

He unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. His gargantuan cock stood rigid at a 45 degree angle and I reached out and closed my hand around its awesome girth.

Tom was clearly in the mood for this and he let me have my way, placing his hands on both sides of the cubicle. I pulled on his gristled meat and watched as a bead of pre-cum oozed from his slit. I leaned forward and deftly flicked it off with my tongue. He tasted good!

"Jesus, Frank - that's so fuckin' good! Lick that bad boy! Lick it good!"

I ran my tongue along his length and revelled in his musky scent. I cupped his heavy ball sac in my other hand and was aware that he was breathing quite heavily now. I started gently biting along his cock from the base all the way to his big, purple circumsized head, whereupon I stretched my lips around his glans.

"Ohhhhh!", he whimpered as my lips closed around him.

I felt him shudder as I ever so gently started sucking on his tool. A small squirt of pre-cum and jizz escaped from him and I eagerly swirled it around my mouth before swallowing it. It was a bit saltier tasting than Petey's but jizz is jizz and I was fast becoming a cum slut!

I began sucking down as much of his length as my mouth would allow (Which wasn't as much as I wanted, to be honest!). Twisting my head with each thrust of my head, I could feel Tom's balls get tight very, very quickly and he was soon pumping a steady stream of hot, sticky sweet cum. I didn't expect him to cum that soon but it was understandable in his circumstance.

"Oh, sweet Jesus! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, YESSS!!" he whispered through gritted teeth for fear of being heard. I hadn't heard anyone come into the toilets, so I guessed we were safe from detection.

His load, whilst weak, was plentiful. He must have been saving this up for some time. I gulped down his seed like a hungry baby...eight, nine spurts, I never thought he'd stop. Finally, his big, meaty tool softened and he collapsed back on the cubicle door and his cock plopped softly from my mouth.

He was breathless and sweating and I relinquished my seat so he could rest...and I had another motive!

"Why don't you feast on this for a while, Tom", I said suggestively "I can tell from the look on your face you're hungry for this particular cock!"

We shuffled around and he sat down with my engorged prick level with his face. He needed no bidding from me. My cock had pre-cum streaming down its length and he grabbed it in his fist and started milking more from me which he coated his tongue with. It wasn't long before he was pumping his head up and down my hard-on, and then he did something totally unexpected!

Reaching between my thighs, he deftly pushed his middle finger into my butthole. He'd obviously lubricated it on my pre-cum because it slipped up to his knuckle too easily...or was I just becoming too easy?!!

"Whoa there, tiger! I hope you know what you're doing!". I needn't have been concerned.

He'd found my prostate and was expertly massaging the nub in time to his head thrusts. I knew I couldn't hold out for long and I was soon spraying jet after jet of cum, some of which was dripping off his chin.

"FUCK! Yesss, Yesss, Yessssssss!"

After my fourth or fifth spurt, Tom slipped another finger up my hole. I was now impaled on his big, strong arm, weak at the knees. He pulled me close, still sucking strongly on my cock whilst rimming me with his urgent fingers.

I thought I might fall to my knees but he held me steady. Before I knew what was happening, Tom was lowering me onto his now solid penis.

I paled at the thought, " Oh fuck, no Tom. I'll never take that!"

He silently rejected my protest and gently continued to lower my ass until it rested on his massive mushroom head.

"Now just be good, Frank - I'll be gentle and besides you know you want to feel this in your ass. Your gaping hole will take it easily...remember, I've seen what you can take with that fine cock of Petey's slamming up into you!"

I tensed myself rigid convinced he was about to rip me wide open. My cock betrayed my feelings however, as it grew hard again. Tom smiled and leaned forward and closed his mouth around my tool and I felt my defences crumble.

My asshole relaxed to the point where I could feel Tom's cockhead spreading my hole open. I was prepared for utter anal devastation!

Instead, the head smoothly entered my canal and I held it there for fear of further penetration. I raised myself up and felt the head pop out and quickly lowered myself to take it in again.

I was in heaven...here I was being buggered with the biggest cock I'd ever seen and Marge was sitting not twenty yards away, totally ignorant!

"Oh fuck, Tom! That feels SO good!" I gasped and grabbed his broad muscular shoulders to steady myself.

I lowered myself slowly and took more of Tom's magnificent cock. The pain was worsening but I carried on determined take as much of this monster as I could.

I sat for some minutes revelling in the feeling of absolute fulfilment, enjoying the pain and the pleasure of impailment, although I had only taken about six inches. Comfortable in the knowledge that no damage was being done, I started fucking his cock like a bronco!

"Okay, bitch! You take that bastard, pump him dry! I want to breed that sweet butt good!" he grunted. He was sweating hard and his breathing was laboured as I started my assault on his magnificent weapon.

Riding up and down that beast was both painful and wonderful in equal measure and I was soon gripping him firmly with my hungry hole. He had one hand on my ass and the other wrapped around my pulsating cock. One more thrust and I was spraying my jizz across his face and chest. That sent him over and I silently screamed as his cock swelled to monstrous proportions and pumped his seed deep up into my hole.

We sat for a couple of minutes while his cock subsided and my hole slowly repaired itself before getting up, cleaning ourselves and leaving the toilets with no further words said.

I returned to Madge with weak legs and a sheepish grin.

"What kept you? I was thinking of sending out a search party...playing with yourself at the sight of my naked snatch, dearest? "

"Something like that, Honey!" She gave me a sly grin of understanding and drank the last of her coffee.

"Oh, by the way. Tom said 'Hi' on his way by. I haven't seen him for a while. I wonder how he's coping since Sue left him?"

"Oh, I'm sure he's doing just fine, darlin'. In fact, I KNOW he is!"

"Whatever do you mean by that, Sweetcake? Do you know something I don't?"

"Just that old Tom is hung like a fuckin' horse and as horny as we are!"

I went on to tell her of how he had witnessed Petey's fuckfest in the garage and our impromptu sex exhibition on the porch. Both of which he beat off to!

Well, Tom is a dark horse right enough...big, you say?" she said with that sparkle in her eye.

"Huge!" I replied noting that she was tightly crossing her legs at the thought.

"And how did you manage to find this out, Darlin'?". Her interest was well and truly piqued.

"Let's just say, we spoke about the first thing that came up and it happened to be his monstrous cock...closely followed by mine! He was well worked up telling me about what he had witnessed that it would have been cruel to leave him like that!"

"No, Frank...you didn't! That's twice you've had gay sex and I've missed it both times!"

Marge was reddening and I knew she was turned on by the thought. She had placed her shopping bags across her lap and was using these to camouflage the fact she had snaked her hand between her legs and was rubbing rhythmically on her clitoris.

I fed her sexual desires with more visions for her to contemplate. "We can always call into Tom's on the way home so you can watch me suck on his tool and drink his cum, if you want?"

That was all she needed "Oh, fuck, Babe...I'm cumming!"

She clamped her thighs tightly round her captive hand as she drove her fingers into her throbbing, wet cunt. Her eyes rolled up and she luxuriated in a long, slow orgasm surrounded by shoppers who were oblivious to what was going on not six feet from them!

Marge quickly got herself together again and smiled lasciviously at me conveying a message that was not lost on both of us. We would be fucking each like crazy for the rest of the day and I couldn't wait.

Grabbing one of Marge's bags, I used it to disguise my boner "Let's go home and think of ways to get Tom's cock involved in the future!"

"Maybe we should have him over for dinner one day to show him our support?"

"Yeah, I think he'd like that, Madge." I said "He's probably missing some female company!"