After a somewhat lengthy pause "Okay. I picked the first one because it seems to be about the shape and size of your cock. At least it resembles yours," as she looked me in the eyes with a smile. I knew she was boosting my ego. "The second one was just big, and fat, and gets me hot. Even if I couldn't fit it in me, it would make me cum just looking at it and playing with it."
"Wow, so just looking at it makes you hot?"
"Sure. What woman doesn't enjoy seeing a man with an erection? It may not make them wet, but it does me."
"So, what I'm hearing is: you really want to get the bigger one without making me feel insecure?"
Her grin said it all "Nooo!! I know you're not insecure! I love your cock Tom!! You know I do; it's perfect for me! YOU are more than just a cock to me. I love you and no one else; but you said we should try something bigger than our current dildo."
"That I did. When I think about it, it would be really hot to watch you enjoying it. I can't believe I'm saying that, but I can actually feel myself getting hard imagining you running that big fake cock all over yourself."
"Mmmm hmmmm! Me too. I got so wet just thinking about it," as she leaned forward and grabbed my thickening cock. "I can see you're getting hard thinking the same thing as me."
"Damn woman, get up on all fours. I need to take you right now!"
"Oh shit!" looking me in the eye as she continued stroking my hardening prick "I never thought it would affect you too."
She shifted to a doggie position on the bed and spread her legs wide for me to take her from behind. Her pussy glistened from our previous romp, and her lips ware puffed up like an opening flower. I climbed up behind her with my cock now at full mast and entered her with the first few inches.
"Oh shit Tom, that feels sooo good." she slumped forward on her arms, but kept her ass in the air as I slowly backed out a bit, and then plunged further into her. "Yes! Fuck my pussy lover! Give it to me. ALL of it."
I grabbed those beautiful globes and started to work my cock further and further into her tight canal. This was a position that I loved because I could watch my cock disappear into her, and see her labia flow with my cock's entry and withdrawal. I could get some serious penetration depth on her in this position too. I continued working my cock back into her until I finally was balls deep.
"I love it when I'm filled with all of you! You really know how to fuck a girl don't you?" as she reached back to rub her clit while I stayed fully in her.
"I know how to please my woman, and she knows how to please me."
Rochelle diddled herself as I grew closer and closer to my own orgasm. I normally couldn't go a second time so quickly, but because of our discussion, seeing her get so turned on at the visual display of realistic cocks, and the image of her playing / fucking herself with something that large while I watched was new and exciting to me. I was getting close -- and it was building fast.
"Shit babe. Oh shit!" and I could feel it coming from my toes. It was a freight train sized orgasm that was about to blow.
"Yes TOM! Do it lover. Cum in that pussy. Give me that big cock of yours! Fuck me!"
Her slutty words were only building to my orgasm that started to take over my body.
"Are you ready babe? Because it's gonna be big! AAaaaahhhh FUCK!!" And cum I did! I flooded her pussy with huge propulsions of semen that went deep into her. My body convulsed like I was being shocked, but I kept hammering away on her as I continued the assault. I came so much, it started escaping out of her and onto my pole; forming a white ring against her lips. "SHIT, SHIT, Oh FUCK!" as one of my more powerful orgasms started to subside. After a few more strokes, I collapsed beside her on the bed. My semi-hard sloppy cock flopped against my thigh and belly as I rolled to my back, causing my entire groin to be coated in remnants of my ejaculate.
"HOLY SHIT TOM!! I am surprised at you! Not only did you cum a second time, but you haven't cum like that in a long time. I'm freakin' leakin," she reached down to try to stop the flow from escaping her.
"I know."
Rochelle continued holding her hand over her opening as she snuggled up beside me. "I think your suggestion has surprised both of us."
"Ya think?" giving her a wicked smirk. "I'm not sure what's changed, but to imagine you getting off with a larger dildo; that's pretty hot for me to envision."
"I would say so!! I thought I should kind of be embarrassed by getting excited and wet just looking at them, but it seems that you do too."
"Well, it's not the image of the dildo that gets me hard, it's the idea of YOU with it that gets me hard. I think it's the idea that you could get so wet and horny over it. I don't think there's a man alive that doesn't enjoy watching his wife pleasure herself."
"It's mutual Tom. I love watching you stroke yourself. Something about it just gets me so freakin' hot!"
"I guess it's settled then. Why don't you go ahead and order that big one, and we can try it out when I get back from LA?"
She looked at me with those puppy dog eyes "Really?"
"Absolutely!"
We cuddled for awhile without saying much of anything.
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I typically don't like flying much, but it has to be done from time to time. I also don't care to be away from home for much over a couple of days, and thankfully it was just going to be that. I got into my room late Tuesday evening, and would be flying back on Friday afternoon. Accounting seminars are truly uninspiring, but needed for those of us in the profession.
I ate dinner in the lounge, and watched some of the Dodger's game at the bar before heading up to my room. It was about 9, and I knew Rochelle would be calling after her appointment, so I'd finish watching the game sprawled out on the hotel bed instead. Around 10 my cell rang and we talked awhile about the flight, and how the photo session went. I was about to say good night when I thought about tomorrow evening...
"Hey, you've got another session tomorrow night correct?"
"Yep, the girls volleyball team down at the cove."
"So, do you want to check in with me when you get back, or should I call you?"
"I can call when I get home. It should be somewhere around 9 or 9:30."
"Okay. I'll wait for you to call then."
"Sounds good. It should be a rather interesting session," I could almost hear a grin as she said it.
"Why's that?"
"You remember. I told Trace to wear his new swimsuit."
"Yeah, what's that all about? I know you've got something planned in that devious mind of yours, but I never asked you."
"Nothing"
"Excuse me?"
"Oh Tom, it's nothing really. When I saw him in it the other day, I know that my reaction was one of shock, and amazement. That really works wonders for a photographer capturing that expression. I would love to somehow get the team to be in place for a picture, and then have Trace surprise them as I hit the shutter."
"Ah HAH! I knew you were creating something devious, I just wasn't sure what; that's really good. But how are you going to get him to surprise them?"
"I haven't thought that one through fully yet."
"Knowing you, I'm sure you'll think up something in time. Problem is, you're going to either have to explain it to him, and if you do that..."
"I know. That's why I can't figure it out. I couldn't possibly explain it to him; that would be embarrassing to tell the poor guy 'hey, you have a really big cock -- so show it off to the girls so I can capture their surprise'"
We both laughed at the dilemma.
"Well, babe, I'll let you figure out something. You've already told him to wear it, remember?"
"Yes, but I don't know if he remembers."
"I'm going to hit the sack babe, but I'm anxious to hear all about how it turns out tomorrow night when you call."
"The drama is killing me already. Night babe. Love you"
"Love you too sweetheart. Have fun you devious little minx!"
"Night"
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Taxes suck. Do you know every year there are approximately 200 more pages to the tax code written into law? Hence, the seminars. Yes, it was boring, but I did need that information for the upcoming fiscal year. It consumed about 6-7 hours of the day, but the lunch was actually satisfying for a change. My thoughts kept wandering throughout the day as to what Rochelle had figured out, or not, as far as her evening photo shoot.
The seminar finally ended for the day, and I quickly returned to my room to relax with a good scotch from the mini-fridge. I got undressed, turned on some music, and decided a dip in the hotel's pool before a bite to eat was in order.
The pool turned out to be almost vacant except for a family of 4, and a young couple. I dropped off my towel on a lounge chair, and jumped in the deep end. So refreshing! I love the feeling of the initial rush of cool water on my body when you jump in a pool. As I came back up to casually swim a lap or two, I heard the mother of the family tell her kids that it was time to go for dinner. They gradually, and reluctantly returned to dry off and enter the hotel while I swam back and forth across the surface.
As I continued on my second lap, I saw the young couple approach the pool from their lounges. They were a very attractive couple that I would guess were in their early 20's. She was rather busty for such a petite body, and had long blonde hair that cascaded over her supple shoulders. She wore a neon biking that complimented an amazing body. Her boyfriend / husband was very attractive too. Images of Trace flashed in my mind as he followed closely behind her. They entered slowly into the water from the shallow end stairs, and gradually moved to the side of the pool where they hovered in each other's arms. I continued swimming, but tried to steal glances at them inconspicuously. Ahhh, young love.
They seemed to want privacy, so I wrapped up my laps and exited the pool and dried off. I kept stealing glances at them as I was leaving, and I could see that they were playfully doing foreplay in the water. Her nipples were starting to show through her fabric, and he was starting to show wood. I'd be in the way, so I thought better of just going back to the room for room service.
I called down for a steak sandwich off of the menu, and then jumped in the shower for a quick rinse. The meal was very satisfying, as was the 3 beers that I drank with it. I watched the Padres tonight since the Dodgers had the night off. I was very comfortable, but anxious to hear how Rochelle's Volleyball shoot went. What would happen? Could she somehow pull it off? Was it just an idea that would be too complicated to even occur? 9 O'clock came, and no call. 9:30.
I started to get a bit worked up around 10 since she hadn't called yet. The panic started growing in my mind. Did she give in to temptation with Trace? Maybe she did. No. I know her well enough that she wouldn't cheat on me. But why hasn't she called? Should I call her?
10:15 and my cell rang -- it was Rochelle.
"Hey babe, you had me going there," I admitted.
"Tom, I'm sorry for not calling earlier, but time just got away from me tonight."
"It's okay babe. My mind started playing mean tricks on me though -- gotta admit"
"What do you mean?"
"Your photo shoot - the girls Volleyball team -- Trace in his skimpy swim trunks -- remember?"
She giggled, "Well, yes, but why would your mind play tricks on you?"
"Hello??!! Young guy - big dick - he works for you. He's seen you naked. Yes, I was the one fucking you, but he's gotta huge dick!"
"Oh sweetheart, please don't let your mind do that." After a pregnant pause, "I would NEVER cheat on you..."
"Well, that makes me feel somewhat better, but that was an awfully big pause there."
"Sooooo, do I have a lot to tell you about today."
"Wait. I just said, that was an awfully big pause there, and you're changing the subject? Granted, it's a subject that I've been waiting for all day, but why did you pause after you said you'd never cheat on me?"
"Tom, you know that I wouldn't cheat on you - literally. I could never bring myself to have sex with someone other than you, but..."
"BUT??!! What does that mean?"
"If you're talking about this BIG boy I received in the mail today, would that mean I'm cheating on you?" I could tell that she was looking at it as she spoke.
"Oh! Okay, now I get it!! Whew," I was relieved. "So, you have a new friend do you?"
"Yes, and he's gorgeous! And very, VERY BIG! Makes me wet just to look at it." Based on our previous discussions I knew it was making her wet, AND me hard.
"Did you get it out of the box?"
"Yes sir, there was no way that I couldn't wait for you to get home to take it out and see it, touch it, feel it."
"Whoa, you haven't actually tried it yet have you?!" I would have felt cheated if I didn't get to experience it with her.
"No, but it's very tempting; especially after today," she purred.
"Oh shit! Hold on a minute. So you're telling me that your plan somehow worked with Trace, AND you're playing with your new toy?" This was torture because not only was I getting hard, but I know that Rochelle was getting wet, and needed to be fucked. Why was I a million miles away when we both needed to make love?
"Mmmm Hmmm!!"
"Are you naked?"
"Not really. Why, are you?" she responded with a devilish tone.
"Um, okay, it's been a long time since we've done this, but I think we're going to have to over the phone."
"You mean phone sex?"
"Yep. It's actually KILLING me to NOT be with you right now, but I can tell that you are in dire need of being fucked aren't you?" I prodded.
"It's that evident, huh? Honestly Tom, I can wait until you get home...I think," with a burst of laughter.
"Okay, let's both get naked and have some good old fashioned phone sex."
"Uh, really? I mean, I seriously can wait if you want me to, but if you really want to, I'm game," she sounded conflicted.
"I'm game. Let's do it. Talk to you when you're ready," as I put the phone down, undressed, and walked into the bathroom to see if there was any complimentary lotion. Sure enough there was, I grabbed the bottle and brought it back to the nightstand along with a towel. I laid down on the bed and picked up the phone. "You there babe?"
Nothing. I could hear some movement, she was still getting ready. I made sure the lotion and towel were within my reach. I tried to imagine what had occurred that evening. Did Trace surprise the girls like Rochelle had hoped? Did she spend time gawking at him herself? What did the new vibrator look like? I was miles away - left to my imagination. I heard footsteps, and then a low buzz that turned into a solid sounding hum.
"Whoa!" she mumbled and picked up the receiver. "Are you there sweetie?"
"Been here waiting for you baby. Are you naked now??"
"I am - and you?"
"I've got my lube and towel, all ready to hear about your day."
"Well, it was an interesting day to say the least."
"Was that hum I heard your NEW friend? It sounds different than our old friend."
"Yeah, it took me a while to go and get batteries for him. Do you know it takes 3 'C' sized batteries?!"
"Wow, that's a powerful weapon if it uses 3. I would guess it's pretty heavy too."
"Yes it is! Seems to weigh about a pound or two. It's both long AND thick," her voice trailing off into desire.
"God, I wish I was there to touch and taste you! My dick's getting hard just thinking about what you're doing right now," as I massaged the lotion onto my hardening cock.
There was a low buzz that started "Well, I'm guessing if your cock is getting hard, my pussy is soaked. Poor girl has been since this morning, and this is the first time I've actually had to have some relief."
"I'm not sure you're ready for him yet. Maybe just against your labia?" I pleaded as I continued to put on more lotion.
"Mmmm hmmmm. Honestly, I don't know if it will even fit. I'm good with just rubbing him across my pussy and clit. God it feels soooo gooood!!"
My hardening cock was slick in my palm as I listened. "Just take your time, and I will too. I want this to last. So why have you been wet since this morning? What happened this morning?"
"The package arrived in the mail silly, and I've been dying to try him out ever since. Oohh," came a gentle little sigh.
"So nothing happened at the photo shoot then?"
"What? Oh, I'm sorry babe, I need to stay focused," as a small giggle escaped and I could hear small changes in the buzzing sound -- obviously the huge realistic vibrator was being massaged along her opening as she spoke. "The mail arrived, and I had to open it and just feel it, weigh it, smell it and taste it. It just looks and feels so real! Hard and soft at the same time -and so big. I brought him to the bedroom for safe keeping in our nightstand. I had the urge to try him out, but knew that I wanted to talk to you first."
"That's my girl! And then you went to the photo shoot this evening?"
"Eventually... (Huh) ...This thing is amazing Tom!! No, before I went to the shoot, I was just working around the house -- folding the laundry when the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone, but it wound up being Trace. I thought he was going to back out on the shoot, but," the buzzing turned up a small notch in volume, "he said he was wondering about what we were to wear for the shoot since I asked him about wearing his new swimsuit. He didn't forget Tom, so I didn't have to remind him... (Huh)... I invited him in to have a glass of iced tea or beer, and we could discuss what I had in mind. He thought maybe it was to go swimming in the ocean after the shoot or something. He was in the living room and I was in the kitchen getting us a pair of beers. When I came back to the living room, Trace quickly set down the box that our new vibrator came in. I was soooo embarrassed, when I realized that I was in such a hurry to get it out of the box that I never went back to throw it out! ... Ooohhh... It was very awkward as I handed him a beer and sat down across from him."
"Oh Shit!" as I envisioned my wife standing in front of Trace with a huge dildo box on the table beside him. "What did he say when you handed him the beer?"
"It was actually hilarious trying NOT to look at him AND the box with a picture of that huge cock right beside him."
The whirring sound started to sound slick with her juices as I continued to pump my dick. "I finally just laughed and apologized for not getting rid of the box that he found. He actually started blushing when it was me who was turning a bright red!! I went over, grabbed the box, looked at it, and then back at him with crossed eyes trying to get him to laugh about it. I said it was something that you and I had discussed and it WAS really big. ... (Uuuuhhh)... Trace seemed to relax a little bit when I tried to make a joke of it."
"So you told him that we had discussed you're getting this massive dildo?" as I was now trying to figure out how to rationalize that with another guy.
The whirring sound buzzed and hummed, buzzed and hummed. Rochelle was cooing like a baby. "Yes sweetie, I mentioned that we talked about it. Trace picked the box back up again and looked it over. He said it is pretty big, but then he just looked straight at me and said "I guess some guys are just more physically blessed than others" ... (Huh)... Oh Tom, this is driving me insane! Can I stick the head of this in me?" she pleaded.
What was I to do? My cock was rock hard and slick. I was extremely excited listening to this interchange between my wife and Trace. It was hot, and I would be torturing her if she couldn't try it out. "Okay, tell you what, use our regular friend for a while. Let's save our big boy for a little bit later, okay?"
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