I’m 33 years old and my hubby Robby is 36. He travels sometimes for work and I often stay home alone, lonely, bored and wanting something to do.

Once, my neighbor Margaret and her husband Bryan were going out, and she asked me to baby-sit. I was glad to help and went over at 7 p.m. I had their kids in bed by nine and then I watched TV until Margaret and Bryan got home.

They came back at about one in the morning, and I was surprised to see that Bryan was carrying Margaret into the house. She was very drunk and her speech was slurred, so I helped Bryan get her upstairs and into bed.

As we set her onto the bed, she said, “Nope, no pussy for you tonight, baby. I can’t even get my legs apart.”

I just smiled at Bryan and he laughed a little, too. Then Margaret said something else before finally passing out. She said, “Mary Ann, why don’t you fuck Bryan for me, okay?”

For some stupid reason I said, “Yeah, sure, Margaret. You sleep now.”

Before I could explain the remark to Bryan, he patted me on the butt and said, “Thanks, Mary Ann, but you really don’t have to fuck me. Besides, I don’t think you could anyhow.”

“Just what do you mean by ‘I don’t think you could’?”

Bryan took off his jacket and tie and said, “Well, you know, I’m kind of big.”

“Oh really?” I asked half sarcastically. “That’s what they all say.”

Meanwhile, my pussy was getting soaked and my breasts ached as Bryan explained that it’d taken Margaret several months to get used to the type of fucking he could give. I was beside myself with excitement as I turned and headed downstairs, and I was gathering my things when Bryan joined me. I’m sure he thought I had left already, because all he was wearing was a pair of blue boxers.

When he saw me, he froze in his tracks and said, “Oh, I’m sorry,” and I saw the bulge in his shorts begin to grow, already looking impressive.

We stood there staring at each other for a while, and then, without a word, as if in a trance, I began to unbutton my jeans. I took them and my blouse off and went to Bryan. We kissed briefly and then he laid me on the floor. He gently removed my wet bikini panties and was pleasantly surprised to see my shaved pussy. He immediately dove between my legs; I’d never had someone eat my pussy so intensely before, and I came very quickly.

After I came, Bryan removed his boxers and I instantly had second thoughts about fucking him. He was definitely the biggest and thickest I’d ever seen.

“Good lord!” I exclaimed as I spread my legs and he got on top of me to mount me, the thought of using a rubber never entering my mind.

Bryan moved forward and leaned down to suck my nipples, and I felt his warm tool nudge between my moist lips. Even the thick head spread me enough to make me groan. He slid in slowly, and I was glad I had lots of lubrication. I squirmed as he fed that big dick into me, and it felt like I was being split in two.

I groaned each time he thrust that monster into me, and I didn’t know if he’d be able to get more of his giant cock into me or not. Then I soon had a huge climax. My legs fell from Bryan’s waist, but he kept pumping into me and I was still climaxing when he hit his peak. I lay there panting, and even after he pulled out, it felt like his huge cock was still in my body. Then I finally asked him how much he got in me.

“I guess about seven inches, maybe eight,” he said.

“No way,” I said. “Let’s try again.”

I couldn’t believe how strong my climax was, and I wanted more. I was lying on the floor with who knows how much come inside me, and all I wanted to do was fuck some more. I’d never cheated on my husband before, but now I couldn’t stop myself. Now Bryan sat on the couch and I mounted him and together we impaled my tender pussy on his cock. However, try as we might, we just couldn’t get him all the way inside me without it being uncomfortable. I rode Bryan for a while, and when I eventually came that time around, I ground myself down onto his hips and felt him come inside me, which made me come even stronger. Then I pulled off him with a wet plop and fell asleep on the couch.

When I woke up the next morning I was nude, sore and swollen, and full of a lot of potent semen that had made an awful mess between my legs. Bryan came in not much later and offered me some coffee. He was wearing only a satin robe, and as we sat drinking the coffee, I asked to see him fully erect one more time. He said sure, if I’d help him get hard, so I eagerly took him in my hand and stroked it.

Then, unable to resist, I got down and licked it before taking it in my mouth. Of course, I couldn’t even take half in my wide-stretched mouth, but I sure had fun trying. Even though I was still a bit worn out, Bryan talked me into trying to fit that thing in me once more. Although we failed again, I still wound up taking another potent load deep inside me before I limped home.

Over the next week and a half that my husband was gone, Bryan tried unsuccessfully to get that thing in me more than a dozen times. When my husband finally did come home, I was totally worn out and things calmed down between Bryan and me, at least for a while, although I’m still determined to get that cock all the way inside me!

M.W., Annapolis, Maryland