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11/01/2017
Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was younger, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock.
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock. I had a small orgasm, but this was still foreplay for him. Time for him to unload. We switched to missionary. Tom held my legs wide and high as he mounted me. He thrust in full strokes as he'd done in the doggy position. I felt his long cock hitting the top of my cunt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't do anything for me either. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close. I reached under to feel his balls. The smooth muscles in his sack had tightened and pulled his balls up against his cock. He was primed and ready to shoot. In classic male behavior, I heard him grunt as he thrust in all the way and stayed deep to give me his sperm. I felt the muscle above his balls seize strongly. I counted 12 forceful contractions as he filled my cunt with young sperm. I looked at my husband's face and eyes. I knew I didn't see anger exactly. After all, this was his idea as much as mine. But still, I knew it couldn't be a welcome sight too see another man's balls rolling against his wife's ass as he pumped her full of sperm to do the job he couldn't. Tom was horny and full of semen. No telling when he'd last had pussy. When he was well and done ejaculating, I felt his softening cock slip out of me.
I stayed on my back with my butt elevated by a small cushion to give his boys time to break out and swim. I had Tom scoot up and straddle my chest so I could suck him and play with his balls. I like to milk a man's cock after he's ejaculated. Post-ejaculate is clear and sweet like precum. Every male's cum is slightly different, and I really enjoy tasting the differences. But the differences are slight. Tom tasted more like Jack than different. I felt his amazing balls some more. They felt like he had plenty more sperm for me. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We both knew he'd just knocked me up. Making a baby made him proud to be a man with big potent balls. And the man he'd cuckolded would be responsible for raising his bastard. Propagation without responsibility. Tom wore a satisfied expression, as if he'd just cut off Jack's balls and fucked his woman. In a way, that's just what he did. I'm sure my sucking him and admiring his balls didn't do much for my hubby's ego either.
By the time we went to bed that night, Tom's semen had mostly drained out of my cunt and my fingers feeling his pumping muscle had told the truth. He'd squirted a huge volume of cum. When he drained out of me my panties were soaked from front to back and cum ran down the insides of my thighs. More than hubby on a good day and more than enough sperm to make a baby in me. It was Jack's turn. He wanted me to suck his cock first, which I was eager to do. I found a very hard erection in my hand and his balls felt firm and full of sperm.
It didn't surprise me that he wanted to come in the missionary position. I showed him my soaked panties so he could see what his cuckolder had given me. I asked him to smell what Tom had given me. This caused his erection to sag. It didn't surprise me that he was not interested in giving me cunnilingus before he fucked me. Maybe Tom would've gotten a secret thrill if he were in the room watching Jack eat my pussy. He would have not only cuckolded him, but also literally rubbed his nose in it. I felt bad about offering my panties for a sniff. I told him that he actually had the bigger cock and that my orgasms with Tom didn't come close to what he could do to me. This got him fully hard again. He held my legs up high and fucked me hard and deep. It also didn't surprise me that he took his time before ejaculating, going as deeply as he could and then pulling almost all the way out. Unlike his usual technique of staying in deep. Jack fucked me harder and more roughly than he normally did. Hard wired instinct made him use the flare on the back of his cockhead to try to pull out Tom's sperm before replacing it with his. He whispered in my ear a lament that he couldn't squirt his sperm as deeply as Tom because of his shorter cock. I whispered more reassurance that he had the better cock and that it was plenty long enough to fill my cunt. I wasn't just massaging his ego either. A woman's cunt shrinks or stretches to fit the cock on the man she's letting fuck her. So Jack's 5 inches could ejaculate his sperm just as deeply as Tom's 7. Moreover, hubby's large wide cockhead was the better squeegee when it came to removing Tom's sperm. I'd explain this to him some other time so he'd know I was simply stating a fact. Or another hearsay theory.
But it didn't really matter because, if Tom's big balls produced potent sperm, the deed was likely already done. One of his strong microscopic tadpoles had already swum up my fallopian tubes and fertilized my egg. We had no way of knowing if that had happened of course, so both men kept fucking me all four days of the long weekend. Young Tom's long cock and huge balls were always ready to give me a good fucking and squirt yet more semen in my cunt. The next morning Tom came into our bedroom sporting very hard morning wood. He doggy fucked me and gave me the sperm he'd refilled with overnight.
Jack seemed to rise to the occasion, so to speak. Competing with another male made him produce more semen even if, as we suspected, his sperm couldn't do the job. By Monday I was well fucked and repeatedly filled with cum by both men.
***
And so nine months later I gave birth to a baby boy. We named him Danny and never discussed his paternity. As far as we were concerned he was Jack's son. I don't know about Jack, but I was pretty sure he was from Tom's sperm. He grew up taller than Jack but, with better nutrition and health care that is usually true. He is also lighter skinned and has lighter hair than Jack.
When Danny was 22 he married a woman named Natalie that he met in college. They had a baby girl right away. One day I was at their house, alone with my daughter-in-law and her toddler. She was already pregnant again. Another girl according to her. This pleased me. I have a theory that husbands who make baby girls are married to women who like to fuck often. My son was getting lots of pussy.
And so I asked Natalie about my son. Was he good in bed and did she like the way he was hung. I told her I was curious to know if he'd grown up to be hung like his dad. A mother doesn't see much of her son's genitals after the bathing and diaper changing years are over. Especially after puberty when he starts to develop into the man he will become.
Natalie told me Danny was a skillful lover and (as I'd suspected) they fucked often. She turned on a tablet to show me a video, telling me to see for myself if he was like his father. It was a video Danny had sent her when he was out of town on business and he missed Valentine's Day.
The video was a close up of Danny jacking off as a love letter to Natalie. Danny the man had a long cock with a head the same size as the shaft. The skin of his shaft was light like Tom's. His very horny erection stood almost straight up and was curved upward, more like Jack than Tom. Also, more like his financial father, his cock shaft was wide and thick. It had been a long time, but I remembered every detail of the weekend Tom and I had made Danny. The video showed his equipment in close up detail. He kept himself groomed hairless, so I could see everything clearly. His sack looked more like Tom's. He'd inherited his father's huge balls. The one difference between father and son was that we'd refused to cut off Danny's precious foreskin. The video showed him using it as nature had intended. He slipped it back and forth over his cockhead as he masturbated.
During that long ago weekend Tom had always come deep in my cunt, so I'd never gotten to see him ejaculate. I'd felt his strong contractions and multiple pumps so I'd always imagined it was spectacular. Danny showed me what I'd missed. When he came, half a dozen spumes of thick white cum shot high in the air, followed by 4-6 more still voluminous but slightly less forceful spurts. A powerful and virile stud, just like his biological father. In spite of his thickness and curvature, I still felt that he had been made from my egg and Tom's seed. Natalie asked me if he was just like his father. I told her he was. Not exactly a lie. He just had a thicker erection that curved handsomely like his financial father. Nothing to be gained by telling her he beat Jack by two inches and had bigger balls.
But you never can tell. Many years later, when Jack was in his seventies and he still refused to retire, he'd fucked and eighteen year old who worked at his company. And get this...he'd knocked her up! We knew for sure because the girl wanted the baby, so we had a paternity test to justify Jack providing financial support. Who knows. If I'd not been in my seventies, he might have knocked me up, too. So, from the curvature and thickness, Danny might have inherited Jack's cock, but the big balls favor Tom.
Natalie confessed that one of the reasons she'd married Danny was his big cock. In college she'd had a boyfriend who was even bigger, nine inches and wider and thicker. She also confessed that she had a big cunt and needed a big cock to satisfy her. But that boyfriend was too big. Danny was just right. Natalie said she especially liked giving Danny a blowjob, playing with his massive balls as he shot a big load into her mouth. I just listened and smiled. We were both lucky women. Jack and I married when I was only 22 and he was 23 by a few months. We wanted a baby as soon as possible, but after a couple of years of trying, still no pregnancy. We discussed our lack of success, of course. I told him I was pretty sure the problem wasn't on my end, so to speak. When I was 15, I'd gotten myself knocked up by a boy my age. It was a quickie, a one time thing, so I knew who the father was. I had an abortion, of course, but I learned that my plumbing worked very well indeed. Too well!
It's hard to believe that Jack could be the problem. His balls are full sized and well formed and he makes plenty of cum after 1-3 days without pussy or a handjob(as far as I know). He has a 5 inch cock that is wider and thicker than average, complete with a foreskin covering a cockhead even larger than his shaft. We fuck all the time. He has great stamina and never fails to bring me to orgasm. Jack likes to eat pussy and he does it as well as he fucks. So he's nice and juicy when he shoots his cum up my cunt.
After two years of trying, we were open to new ideas. It was Jack's idea to bring another guy into the mix, so to speak. He wanted me to pick the man, so here's what we did.
We live out in the country away from a big city and we have an isolated backyard with a large in ground pool. We invited a bunch of friends that we knew from work and socially to a pool party one Saturday. There was a good mix of married couples and singles who brought dates, as well as a few solo men and women. As Jack and I planned it, we eventually got around to suggesting a game of nude water polo. This was so I could see how all the guys were hung.
Without staring and being too obvious, I got a good look at the men. I couldn't tell much about their cocks except whether or not they were cut. The cooler than air pool water showed me how small they could get, but not how big they could grow to, and there was no way to tell the showers from the growers. You'd think all the new tits and pussies would give them erections, but it doesn't work that way. The man I was most interested in was Tom. Tom was single and came to the party without a date. I knew he'd be a hound dog. In spite of what some people think, married men get more pussy. Often a lot more. He looked our age, but Jack had told me he was 18. He was taller than Jack and had lighter skin. Despite his sandy hair, he had a black bush, but he was less hairy than my hubby. His cock was white like his complexion and about 3 inches long and, unlike hubby he was cut. It looked thinner than Jack's, but who could tell in its pool shrunken state. I hoped it would get bigger. It would be nice to feel him when he fucked me. His body was well proportioned and he was quite handsome. While chatting with him, I found that he was witty and intelligent. I didn't want to have a stupid or ugly kid if I could help it. With all the genetics looking okay, the main reason I chose him was his balls. I got a good look at his sac when he was bending over to retrieve the volleyball after someone knocked it out of the pool. I was close to him and took a good look from behind as he semi-squatted with his legs well spread.
Father nature had given him a huge pair of balls. They were bigger than Jack's and they were bigger than any of the other guys at the party. At 18 he was at his peak of virility, making billions of young, hopefully healthy sperm every minute of every day.
After the party I told Jack my preference and we discussed how we would arrange it. He worked for the same firm as Jack so Jack would approach him with the proposition. That way Tom would know he had permission and encouragement to cuckold him and fuck his wife. I didn't think there would be a problem with Tom accepting the offer, especially when Jack told him why we were asking. I was still quite young, but I was smart enough to know that males are hard wired to instinctively seek to ejaculate their genetic codes into as many females as possible. That's why men cheat when and if they can. I'll bet Tom starting getting a hardon when Jack told him he wanted him to knock up his wife. I could tell by the way Tom looked at me that he wouldn't mind fucking me if he got the chance. In fact he might have read my mind when he caught me checking out his balls.
We arranged it that Tom would spend a long holiday weekend at our house during the middle of my monthly cycle when I would be ovulating.
He came over on a Friday morning and stayed until Monday night. After a bit of small talk we made our way to the bedroom. We undressed and Tom asked if he could eat my pussy, or as he described it, give me oral sex. Well, of course. This was a good sign. Males who really like girls and women like to eat pussy almost as much as they like to fuck them. I sat on the edge of the bed and he knelt on the carpet. I was surprised that at his age he was so good at giving cunnilingus. He was as skillful as hubby, and Jack is very good at it. He used his tongue in all the right places and was smart enough to take his time and build me up, finishing me with his tongue lightly swirling over my clit hood while he finger fucked my cunt. I had a strong orgasm. I silently thanked the woman or women who taught him to eat pussy.
When he stood, he was semi-erect. His dick had swollen and lengthened considerably. Precum dripped from his cockhead and - not surprisingly - from Jack's foreskin, too. Males like to watch. My hubby was excited by his woman fucking another man. Now it was my turn. I knelt in front of them as they stood side by side. I jacked their shafts as I took turns sucking one cockhead then the other.
When I had two full hardons, I compared them. Tom was about two inches longer than Jack. Despite all the bragging and bullshit, 7 inches is a long cock. I knew it and so did Jack. Jack's hardon sagged a little when he saw the length of his cuckolder. He knew his woman was about to get fucked by a man with a longer cock. Size really does matter - to men. Instead of having a gentle upward curve, Tom's cock was ruler straight. Instead of having a prominent cockhead, his was the same size as his shaft. Another difference that I was already familiar with, hubby's uncut cockhead has softer and silkier skin. Tom's was thicker and coarser from 18 years of constant friction against his clothing. I prefer foreskins, especially when giving fellatio. Tom's erection stood up at a higher angle than hubby's, younger and hornier, twitching and wet from my mouth and a steady flow of precum. I filled my hand with balls and felt the difference. Tom had impressive balls. They felt firm and rubbery and about twice the size of Jack's. Big hard sperm factories. I looked up at my hubby and gave him an okay wink as I moved them around in his sack. He couldn't bring himself to smile back. His cuckolder had him out-balled, too. The nests of tubes behind Tom's balls felt swollen with young sperm, which was exactly what I wanted from our virile and, hopefully potent, young friend. At 18, Tom was at his sexual peak and I knew ( from my teenage years) he could ejaculate several times with only a few minutes needed to recover. His young balls would guarantee a potent load of sperm repeatedly.
We got started by having Jack lie on his back on the bed with Tom standing at the end. I sucked Jack's cock while Tom gave me a doggy fuck. As I sucked hubby's cock, my mind was on the new experience in my pussy. Truth be told, I couldn't really tell any difference between a 7 inch cock and a 5. But I could definitely tell the difference in thickness. Jack's wider thicker cock was the better of the two, which I'd be sure to tell him often in the future. No guy likes to have his woman fucked by a man with a bigger cock, but hubby needed to know he was bigger where it counts. Wider and thicker with a big G spot pleasing head. The way Tom fucked me was different, too. Jack likes to stay deep and fuck me in short slow thrusts, rubbing my G spot with his big cockhead with good clit contact from his thick shaft, and bringing me to explosive orgasms. Tom likes to fuck harder and faster, pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting in all the way. I found it interesting, but I didn't come. I didn't get the G spot contact that I was used to. I learned later, after talking with other women, that this difference in technique was because Tom was cut and Jack was not. Men with foreskins like to stay deep. Cut males need more friction because their cockheads are less sensitive, so they fuck harder with full length thrusts. Or so the hearsay theory goes.
That didn't matter though. This was all foreplay for the guys. Jack and I had learned from our research about trying to get pregnant that a long session of oral pleasure and extended fucking increases the volume of a man's ejaculate. It also makes his cum juicier, allowing his sperm to swim freely sooner.
Next I rode while hubby watched. I found that I could get the stimulation I needed by adjusting my angle and depth as I fucked his longer thinner cock.
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