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by OrlandoCPL » Sat Jan 27, 2024 8:29 am
Talked to my wife this morning.
Charlie came back after dinner. D, Michael and Charlie all went to the playroom together. Apparently, Charlie was only allowed in because he was invited by them as a couple. Otherwise, no single men are allowed in. I asked D what she thought and she said:
"Oh my god. I've never seen anything like it. People were just fucking and sucking everywhere. It was crazy. It was almost too much, but it was really sexy too. And a lot of black men fucking white women. And a lot of white men watching and jerking off!"
She then said after the shock wore off, Michael led them over to what she described as being like a "huge ottoman". I should have said, that they were completely nude at this point, as they weren't allowed to wear much into the playroom to begin with.
D sat down between Charlie and Michael and began stroking their cocks, while they watched the action around them. Charlie was groping her tits, while Michael was lightly rubbing her pussy. I asked her if she saw people watching them and she said:
"Yes. But everyone is like playing and watching everyone, like all at the same time. And sometimes people would approach other couples and groups, but it was cool how respectful everyone was if someone told them they weren't interested."
She said after a bit, her and Charlie started to kiss. D said "I REALLY like kissing him. He's the best kisser I've ever had." That eventually led to Charlie pushing her head down and she started to suck his cock. Michael amped up fingering her, and she came while blowing Charlie.
Charlie then pushed her off and laid up on the ottoman and said "Time to fuck." And D looked around and climbed on and began riding him. She again made sure to emphasize how big Charlie's cock is.
Michael sort of sat back and was stroking his cock. While D was riding Charlie, she heard a handful of men and couples approach Michael and ask if she was his wife. Michael, as he always does said "No. She's my girlfriend. Her husband is back home." A handful laughed and commented what a slut she is. D said it was such a turn-on to be talked about like that.
After she came again, Charlie began really fucking her hard and this time he emptied himself in her pussy. D said it felt like it was gallons of cum and when Charlie pulled out, his cum basically gushed out of her.
I'll pause here to say she went on a little tangent about how the ottoman thing, the beds and couches and whatnot, must be covered in cum. And she wondered how often they cleaned them. And what products they used. And all that. It's funny to me when her mind shifts into logistical and analytical mode.
At this point, Michael began fucking D. I asked her if it felt weird and if she could feel Michael less after being fucked by Charlie's big cock. She said:
"No. It's not really like that. It still feels amazing. If you followed Charlie, it would probably feel a little weird. But I don't get that full feeling from you anyway, so it might feel more weird for you than me."
While Michael was fucking D, another black guy came over and offer his cock to D to suck (Michael was fucking her from behind). D looked at Michael and he said "Go ahead." She said this guy was huge. I asked how huge and she said, "He was a thick as a soda bottle and he had to be like 12 inches long. I couldn't get much of him in my mouth at all."
She said she gave this guy the worst blowjob of her life, and probably his. In her words "I can barely concentrate on giving head when I'm getting fucked anyway. And his dick was so big, there was just no chance."
But the guy seemed to be enjoying it. Michael eventually came in her pussy. At that point, the big guy said "My turn." and rolled D onto her back. She said "If I hadn't already been fucked twice and had two loads of cum in my pussy, I don't know if I could have taken his cock."
The big guy pushed his head in and D said "I almost told him to stop. I wasn't sure if I'd really be able to take him. But Michael held my hand and said, 'You can do it. Just breathe.' and I let him push more in."
She said she this guy was obviously aware of his enormous size, so he took his time. While he was pushing his cock more and more into her, she looked around and she said "Almost everyone had stopped and they were all kind of watching. Or at least it felt like it!" She overheard one lady say to the people around her "What a fat slut. I can't believe she's taking it." And another lady replied "The fat girls are used to big dicks." And they both laughed.
Eventually, the big guy said "Look down" and D looked down and he was almost all the way in. She said he eventually bottomed out with his balls against her. And then he did what she said was "Sort of this wiggle and thrust thing and I came so hard a momentarily blacked out."
When she came to, big guy was fucking her. She said "Michael told me later that I was making noises that sounded like an animal getting fucked or maybe tortured. He said I was moaning, grunting and squealing. I overheard people almost kind of cheering and staying stuff like 'Make that pig squeal! Fuck her harder!' It was all so fucking hot."
After a bit, the big guy grunt loudly and came. D said compared to Charlie and Michael, it felt like he didn't cum very much. He then pulled out of her, which she said "felt like it took an hour" and she heard Michael softly say "Damn." And she looked down. She told me:
"My pussy was a mess. It was all read, my lips were like stretched and pulled out. You remember that one time like 15 years ago when we tried fisting? It was like that, sort of. Michael said I was gaped. And I didn't really know what that meant, but he showed me later in the room on the computer. And there was so much cum on me and leaking out."
The big guy looked up and smiled and said "Only a few have been able to take all of it. Always big bitches like you." D laughed and thanked him. And he said, "Nah. Thank you. I'll look for you later."
Michael helped her to her feet. She looked around for Charlie and saw him getting head while a husband watched. D said she was super shaky on her feet and just wanted to go to bed. They waved and smiled at Charlie and made their way back to the room.
When they got to the room, Michael kissed her, they talked about her pussy. And Michael said "That was so hot. We really haven't found your limits yet." And D said "No, but there is no chance that guy is fucking my ass if he asks!" And they both laughed. They took a shower. D said it was very non-sexual, but that Michael gently washed her, especially around her pussy. He was also very gentle with drying her off.
They got into bed after, kissed, and she told him she loves him and she fell asleep in her robe.
She said when she woke up this morning, Michael was licking her pussy. She said it felt incredible and "was the best possible way to wake up!". He made her cum, gave her time to recover, and then he pushed inside her. She wasn't sure if she'd be sore, but she said she felt like normal.
This wasn't really fucking, as much as it was making love. She said it felt better than Charlie or the big guy, because it was Michael. She said "I know it hurts, but I love looking into his eyes as he fucks me. I love him and he loves me. And it feels so good."
She is right, that does hurt a bit, but in a good way. I asked her what they said and she said "I told him how glad I was he approached me at Target that day. He said it was the best decision he's ever made. We kissed and I told him I love him. He told me that he loves me too. And I asked him 'Do you really love me? Or do you love that I'm your slut?'"
I asked what Michael said and she said he told her, "I do love that you are my slut. That will never change. But I have also come to love you too. As more than my slut, but as my partner."
I asked her what she said or felt. She paused long enough that I had to ask "Are you still there?" And she sighed and said, "Yes." After another pause she said:
"I'm going to be honest. It felt like the first time you told me you loved me. My heart fluttered. My head spun. I do love him. So much. And for him to love me like that, and not just for sex, it made me kind of flustered, but in a good way." She then said she kissed Michael deeply and told him that she loves him as her partner too. They kissed more, and eventually both came together.
She said in the aftermath, she was stroking Michael's chest hair and looked up at him and said "Ok...we aren't fucking now. I have to know. Do you really love me?" And Michael softly laughed, but in a serious tone said, "I don't lose my head just because we're fucking. I do love you. I am very glad you are my girlfriend. I hope you feel the same way." She told him she did. He then said "Are you going to tell (he used my name)? This is a big step and he needs to be aware, or this won't work." She told him she was going to tell me. Michael said "Good. If I know him, it will only enhance things for him. But this is a real step that he may not be ready for. You need to be prepared for that."
So, with that, he got dressed and went to find them some breakfast. She called me and filled me in on everything, including that last little bit.
I asked her "What does this mean? For us?" D said "Nothing, I hope. I love you both. But it is different now. I loved you as my husband and my life partner and Michael as my boyfriend and sex partner. But now I love him as more than that. But I don't love you any less."
I told her I think I understand. And that I think I'm ok. But I asked her "What if I wasn't ok?" And she paused and said, "I would end it with Michael. But it would be hard. This next month when he's gone is going to be very hard. But you and the family will always come first. But I really, really need you to be ok with this."
I told her I am, but that I need to think more about it. We then talked about some mundane life stuff, she told me she was hungry and that they were going to head to the beach, since it is a nice day. And she said she'd call me later today.
So, I'm a bit of a mess, if I'm being honest. Until today, I was 100% on board with everything. But now, the dynamic has change. I don't think I'm out, as the idea of D truly loving Michael does turn me on more than it causes me pain or angst. But it does feel very differently.
? Perhaps D could go to Japan for a short time not the entire month unless there are any work/famiy constrainrs. Any thoughts on that?
