Hotwife With Massive BWC (True Story) - Sex Stories

Hotwife With Massive BWC (True Story)

... because many hotwives or couples specifically search for that attribute. Naturally, it certainly doesn't hurt their chances in finding interested parties. We both immediately worried that we may be getting catfished, or cockfished in this instance. He was also very smoothly groomed, filling that requirement for me as well.

He told us that he was about eleven inches, and he didn't appear to be exaggerating. Perhaps more impressive was his girth. I would say it was as big around as my husband's wrist. I'm pretty sure I drooled a little staring at it, and I definitely couldn't hide my excitement. I'm not a size queen at all, and in general, I prefer my husband's seven-inch screw with above-average girth. I call this the perfect for everyday use size. Still, what girl doesn't enjoy getting fucked senseless and feeling her pussy filled wall to wall every now and then? It's really just human nature. I knew my husband was also getting hard at the thought of watching the love of his life take this redwood in her tight little pussy.

We continued to talk and eventually got to the point where we were comfortable sharing face pictures with one another. To my relief, he was very handsome as well. Dark hair to go along with his nicely tanned skin.

We agreed to meet in a public place, as we normally do on a first introduction. We chose a small sports bar that was far enough away from our home that we weren't likely to see anyone we knew. I was wearing a sexy low-cut satin blouse, ...

... along with a very short jean skirt. Of course, the bra and panties did not make their way into my wardrobe this night. My nipples would be permanently hard rubbing up against the soft naughty material of my blouse. My husband loved showing me off, and it made me feel good. Oddly, I have more confidence in myself when I see guys checking me out.

We arrived at the bar early to make sure we could have a couple drinks and loosen up a bit. When he walked into the bar, I was pleased to see that he was very well dressed, and he carried himself very well. Upon doing introductions, my husband shook his hand first, and he introduced himself as David. This was likely not his real name, as it was very common in the lifestyle to use "stage" names. We did too. When it got to my turn, he was a gentleman, giving me a firm hug and kiss on the cheek. My first feel of his firm body was short, but gave me butterflies and that warm tingly feeling instantly.

David sat down with us and ordered a beer. We were very comfortable right away and wasted no time getting into flirty conversations. David was very well-spoken and seemed educated, which was very sexy as well. Conversation was easy and the three of us were hitting it off fabulously. My husband and I have learned that inviting a single person into the bedroom was less complicated and had a higher probability of enjoyment for all. With two couples, there are really four separate relationships that have to mesh, and then there's always the ...