I watched him talking to Tim. My husband, the boss of his own business, suddenly looked less in charge.Tim’s no wimp but he isn’t exactly an athlete. Ray just seemed to dominate the space around him. I crossed my legs and squeezed. I was wet. I realised he’d been sneaking a few admiring glances at me but I avoided eye contact, I knew I would blush. Suddenly Tim’s fantasy became mine. What would it be like to fuck a guy like this. To be dominated by that body. No talking dirty like I always HAD to do to get Tim off, just mutual lust? Then I actually heard Ray mention about being well endowed. So he wasn’t just a body, he had a cock to match! I’ve never had anything ‘big’ inside me. The thought of it made me even wetter.
Then Tim stood up and said something about making a phone call. He left the table. I panicked a little, and heard myself say “I’m going outside for cigarette, would you like to join me?” Ray stood up and followed me outside. “It’s a little windy out here, why don’t we sit in my car?” I followed him. Of course, he had an SUV. We got in. “I’ve got a confession,” I said, “I don’t even smoke.”
“Me neither.” He replied. Then he lent forward, put his hand under my chin, tilted my head up and put his lips on mine. Instinctively I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him onto me, forcing him to kiss me harder, deeper. I felt his hand on my knee. Without hesitating I opened my legs and felt his hand slide up, his fingers pushing aside my soaking panties. I gasped as he slid two fingers in me. I heard him whisper “Wow” into my ear as I bit on his. I knew he would make me cum in seconds, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I pushed him away, then pushed him back into his seat. My hands quickly went down and unbuttoned the top of his jeans, I could the feel the outline of his cock. He helped me, pull them apart and unbuttoned himself. I reached in. Oh my god, it was a fucking monster! And it wasn’t the length or the fact my hand didn’t fit around it, it was how HEAVY it felt. It actually had a weight to it. And he wasn’t even fully hard yet. I knew I might never get another chance, that this might be a one off. With both my hands to support it, I held his cock and did my best to get my mouth over the swelling head. I felt him grow hard in my hands. I came away and looked at it. It was nothing like Tim’s smooth, uncut cock. Ray’s was thick and covered in veins which stood out . It wasn’t ugly, it was just ….it was a MAN’S fucking cock. Maybe ten inches long and so thick. I wet my lips and slid them over the head. He was too big to suck, all I could do was move my head up and down. After a minute he groaned, “You better stop now.” He was near. Tim was the only man that had ever cum in my mouth, and that was before we were married. I just didn’t like it. But I HAD to have this man’s cum in my mouth. It was as if a cock like his deserved it. I began to jerk him with my two hands on his shaft. He just said “Fuck!” and then I felt him erupt in my mouth. Thick and hot, nothing like Tim’s. This guy was like a horse pissing. But I knew I couldn’t afford to spill any on my black top so I let him shoot load after load in my mouth, and just kept swallowing. I remember thinking, “this doesn’t taste half bad”. But Ray had come to his senses. “That was amazing, but we’d better get back inside.” I pulled on the rear view mirror and checked myself, wondering what the fuck I was going to say to my husband. But I knew one thing for sure. I didn’t regret a minute of it……
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