A Very Young Guy Learns a Big Hard Lesson
Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2020 12:30 pm
I am writing this because it describes perhaps the most intense sexual experience of my whole life and I want to share it with this community and learn how many others here may have experienced something similar so I would appreciate your feedback.
I do not remember why I started having 3 somes with my wife, Jean. Perhaps it was because she was so beautiful that I wanted to show her off. I was 24 and she was 23 and drop dead gorgeous. Anyway, our first two 3somes were with my best friend. They were fun – we both fucked her and she was happy with the way things went. But there was something else that I found I had to prove.
This was before the internet but there was still some porn available and sex newspapers like “Screw.” Somehow I thought that big cocks were better than my barely 6 inch thin one. I set out to prove that. We answered an ad in one Screw issue that simply said something like “Swedish American sailor, very well hung, seeks single women or couples for good times.” We sent off a response – a letter - which included our phone number asking for him to call us. He called and I answered. I was new to this so I asked a few questions – basically height, weight and how big his cock was. He said “I am 28 years old and there isn’t an ounce of fat on my body and I am 9 inches.” I asked him to confirm “Are you really 9 inches?” He said yes so I made a date for him to come over to our apartment.
My wife, whom I love dearly, and who has always been very adventurous and open, knew about the ad and agreed to meet him. But she insisted that “If I don’t like him, I am not doing anything, period.” Okay.
He arrived late because he somehow got lost on the way. He stepped in and my immediate reaction was “this guy ain’t too cute at all. This is not going to happen” He was very tall – about 6 ft. 2 in. and very very thin. I thought “at least he did not lie about that.” As we ushered him into the living room, my wife gave me a distinct frown that said “I don’t like him.” He and I sat on the sofa and my wife sat in the chair opposite us. We began small talk. He was a clam digger on the south shore of Long Island. He also said that he had been a male stripper out on the island and that he had been asked but the editor of Screw, a porn newspaper in NY, to participate in a porn movie, which he had not made yet.
Well…this seemed to intrigue my wife very much. I could see her face brighten up with considerable interest. He asked where the bathroom was and he excused himself. She then said to me, motioning with her hands,” Did you see his pants? It looks very fat” and said it with a grin. I asked if she wanted to do this and she enthusiastically said yes. When he came back, she stood up and said she was going to the bathroom, leaving us alone. I told him we were going to do it. We sat for awhile in an awkward silence until he said ”Sometimes in these 3 somes, the women have multiple orgasms” This somehow set off a little alarm in my head – like – really? Jean was not yet having orgasms very much at all. And they were resulting from oral sex only.
Jean came back in and then I excused myself to use the bathroom. She later told me that he said “you are very beautiful. You do not have to do this if you don’t want to”. We went into the bedroom and Jean disrobed quickly and got under the sheets. Ken was starting to undress and then I began to undress but felt too embarrassed to look at him - like he would see me looking at his cock. At a later time, Jean said when she saw his cock, she knew the sex was going to be different. Somehow we all ended under the sheets with Jean in the middle. I pulled the sheet down a bit to reveal her breasts (they were somewhat small/average at the time. Now, after birthing, they are huge.) I started to suck her left nipple and then he started on the right one. It never takes much to start Jean off in a swinging scene! She immediately turned toward him and they started to kiss. I noticed that her left arm seemed to be moving. I really wanted to see if his cock was as big as he said so I slowly pulled down the sheets most of the way and saw her hand wrapped around his cock, which seemed very big but not sure if it was 9 in.
They were kissing and stroking each other and then he went down on her. She responded like she had with me. After a very short time, he knelt up and started to finger her pussy with 2 fingers. I thought “I never do that because I want to enter her when she is tight. Does he know what he is doing – short oral and then fingers?” And intending to fuck her so quickly without much foreplay?” I now know he was quickly proceeding to the real thing – the real reason why he was there. He prepared her for the missionary position. No condoms were used. He knelt up and stroked his cock and now...yes now I could see he was really 9 inches! And perfectly straight, not like my curved one.
He entered her slowly and her eyes became very wide open. She seemed to be feeling overwhelmed by it. He continued to put it in and out slowly and I thought “Why doesn’t he put the whole thing in?
She began to quietly moan (not like these days when she lets herself go) and moan some more and breathe heavily, so heavily like I never saw before. They fucked that way for a long time – longer than we ever fucked... I noted to myself “This ain’t like it was with Peter, my friend.” That time it seemed playful and fun. Now, I felt intimidated by him and realized that Ken and Jean were totally wrapped up in each other. There was no room for a 3some between these two. And by the way, I have no erection at all!
After a long while watching from the foot of the bed, looking at his ass and balls bouncing against her and hearing her moan in passion, I wonder to myself ‘ Why the heck are you doing this? She is having her brains fucked out and I am simply watching with no erection. “
Anyway, she then asked to go on top. He obliged. She began going up and down on him furiously...again and again and again. I noticed that she was not going all the way down on his cock so I grabbed her waist and tried to force her down more on it but she slapped my hand away. She later told that, of course, she could not take the whole thing in without hurting (her young pussy). I lost track of time but I stared in disbelief that she was going up and down for so long! With me she always got tired after a few minutes. Finally she said to him ”I have trouble having an orgasm so you can finish up”. He placed her back in the missionary position, fucked her a bit and took it out and orgasmed a big load over her stomach – just like in a porn film.
Spent, they laid back down with me on the left side of her again. Jean and I had a cigarette lying on top of the sheets this time – all of us naked. I could not help to stare at Ken’s cock and compare it to mine. It was ridiculous... He was still all fluffed up – not hard though - from his erection and I had not had an erection at all that night. His cock looked at least 10x bigger than mine. Jean later innocently told me - not trying to make me feel bad or anything, just being her lovely but naive self - they did not even look like the same organ!
So after finishing the cigarettes and speaking for maybe 3 minutes, Jean reached over and grabbed his cock and turned towards him and they kissed. He immediately got up and set her up in the missionary position. We had a queen bed so things were tight, and he opened her legs and her left leg hit me in the head so I got up fast. Talk about feeling useless and in the way! Again another marathon fucking and more moans. I wanted to get involved somehow so I told her to move so she could eat me while he fucked her from behind. She complied and started to eat me but she could not do it. He was fucking her from behind, and she later told me it was so intense, so deep, and actually hurting her, that she had to stop and change positions. She said she wanted to be on top. And this time when she was on top she started making loud moaning sounds I never heard before and I thought “Ok, she is now having an orgasm from fucking him .” And I touched his cock as he was going in and out of her pussy and noted the rock hardness of him and a thick vein/ridge running along the back of it facing me. Man...was he hard! Shortly after that he came inside of her.
They rolled over in bed and, this time I felt like I had to do something sexual with her so, since I could not fuck her because I was not hard, I would go down on her. I put my face in her pussy and got such a shock; I felt pussy juice and cum, lots of it, all over my face from my eyes down to the bottom of my trimmed beard – my entire face. I was aghast! I was not expecting that. I immediately got up, went to the bathroom to clean my face and laid down next to her again.
Another cigarette…a little small talk ...and then I could not believe it. She grabbed his cock again! She wanted more! He once again got fully hard immediately. This time they did not kiss, but moved right into their familiar position - missionary – and he began fucking her slowly. I laid next to her and could see his cock go in and out but never all the way in. I reached out and, with my finger, stroked the top of his cock as it went in and out. He now reached over and grabbed my soft dick briefly but I was never going to get an erection that night. After a very short while, Jean said “I am feeling sore. Can you finish?” Like the gentleman he was, he said “no ...no more” And I will never forget seeing him on his knees slowly taking it out but he looked like he took 3 steps back in order to get it all out. And it sprang up and out from his hardness.
As if all of this wasn’t enough, Jean motioned to him and said “come here”, motioning him to kneel over her chest. I stared in total disbelief as he moved over her with his huge cock pointing straight at her mouth. She wrapped both hands around it and began to suck him with a loving look. – like she was really trying to please him. It did not take long to get him to the point of orgasm. And just like a porn star would, he took it out of her mouth and shot a load right onto her face. And then…she grabs it and smears his cum all over her smiling face. WOW. I could not believe she was so turned on and frankly so grateful and giving to him.
We all laid back down for a few minutes and, since it was getting late on this weekday night, he got up and went to the bathroom and Jean and I got up, and put something on to prepare for him to leave.
She had gone to the kitchen when Ken came out of the bathroom and got dressed. I will never forget the way he shook my hand and said ‘thanks, I hope she had a good time” but with an unmistakable smile/smirk that said “I really rocked her world, huh.”
Though I was dying to talk about things, she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep but she did ask a rhetorical question with a smirk as well “I guess he was really 9 inches?” All I could do was nod in agreement and we went to bed.
The next day I could not wait for her to come home. When she did, I eagerly corralled her into the bedroom where she changed into casual clothes and we sat back on the bed. She was smiling and knew I was busting to ask questions.
She said she would like to do this again but I said something stupid like “yeah but he probably is just a one-time thing and will not return.” Of course 2 weeks later he called and got her on the phone to ask about getting together again. She told me he called and asked if we could do it again and I said “no. I really don’t want to do this” And like the terrific, loving wife she has always been, she agreed.
I began by simply asking “So how was it last night?” ( like I didn’t know already). My heart was pounding and I could feel the blood pulsating in my ears. I steeled myself for what was coming. She is a very sweet and loving lady ( I am so very lucky) and she asked me “ Do you really want to know?” Exercising great control over my emotions, I calmly and softly said ‘yes.” Because she is both caring and simultaneously wanting to be honest as well asked ” Are you sure because I don’t want you to feel badly?” Guys, I knew what was coming – but not really. With heart pounding harder I said “yes.” She seemed relieved and with great enthusiasm said “ I felt like I was fucked for the first time.” I asked her to go on. She said “fucking him was not the same thing at all like fucking me. Now I know why people say that they fucked for hours.” I tried to get more information but all she could say was that she enjoyed being all filled up and stretched. And she did not take the whole thing because it hurt too much but she did love the feeling somehow of the pain of his cock hitting the back of her vagina.
Well…I had my fucking answer – I was right all along. So now what? So I felt really deflated – that she could enjoy fucking so much – and with a perfect stranger!…yet somehow I also felt sexually excited. It was bizarre and I just could not figure out what was up with me.
Though I did not get hard that night, and thought that yes, I proved myself right that big cocks are so much better, for about 2 weeks after our scene with Ken, whenever I went to jerk off to think about that night, as soon as I started to jerk off, I came immediately , like in 2 seconds! And I had never had a problem with premature ejaculation at all.
About 6 months went before I experienced a strong desire to do this again, perhaps to somehow prove this was a one- time thing, that she did not really like a big cock that much, that it had been because he was somehow special. Boy, was I wrong!
I do not remember why I started having 3 somes with my wife, Jean. Perhaps it was because she was so beautiful that I wanted to show her off. I was 24 and she was 23 and drop dead gorgeous. Anyway, our first two 3somes were with my best friend. They were fun – we both fucked her and she was happy with the way things went. But there was something else that I found I had to prove.
This was before the internet but there was still some porn available and sex newspapers like “Screw.” Somehow I thought that big cocks were better than my barely 6 inch thin one. I set out to prove that. We answered an ad in one Screw issue that simply said something like “Swedish American sailor, very well hung, seeks single women or couples for good times.” We sent off a response – a letter - which included our phone number asking for him to call us. He called and I answered. I was new to this so I asked a few questions – basically height, weight and how big his cock was. He said “I am 28 years old and there isn’t an ounce of fat on my body and I am 9 inches.” I asked him to confirm “Are you really 9 inches?” He said yes so I made a date for him to come over to our apartment.
My wife, whom I love dearly, and who has always been very adventurous and open, knew about the ad and agreed to meet him. But she insisted that “If I don’t like him, I am not doing anything, period.” Okay.
He arrived late because he somehow got lost on the way. He stepped in and my immediate reaction was “this guy ain’t too cute at all. This is not going to happen” He was very tall – about 6 ft. 2 in. and very very thin. I thought “at least he did not lie about that.” As we ushered him into the living room, my wife gave me a distinct frown that said “I don’t like him.” He and I sat on the sofa and my wife sat in the chair opposite us. We began small talk. He was a clam digger on the south shore of Long Island. He also said that he had been a male stripper out on the island and that he had been asked but the editor of Screw, a porn newspaper in NY, to participate in a porn movie, which he had not made yet.
Well…this seemed to intrigue my wife very much. I could see her face brighten up with considerable interest. He asked where the bathroom was and he excused himself. She then said to me, motioning with her hands,” Did you see his pants? It looks very fat” and said it with a grin. I asked if she wanted to do this and she enthusiastically said yes. When he came back, she stood up and said she was going to the bathroom, leaving us alone. I told him we were going to do it. We sat for awhile in an awkward silence until he said ”Sometimes in these 3 somes, the women have multiple orgasms” This somehow set off a little alarm in my head – like – really? Jean was not yet having orgasms very much at all. And they were resulting from oral sex only.
Jean came back in and then I excused myself to use the bathroom. She later told me that he said “you are very beautiful. You do not have to do this if you don’t want to”. We went into the bedroom and Jean disrobed quickly and got under the sheets. Ken was starting to undress and then I began to undress but felt too embarrassed to look at him - like he would see me looking at his cock. At a later time, Jean said when she saw his cock, she knew the sex was going to be different. Somehow we all ended under the sheets with Jean in the middle. I pulled the sheet down a bit to reveal her breasts (they were somewhat small/average at the time. Now, after birthing, they are huge.) I started to suck her left nipple and then he started on the right one. It never takes much to start Jean off in a swinging scene! She immediately turned toward him and they started to kiss. I noticed that her left arm seemed to be moving. I really wanted to see if his cock was as big as he said so I slowly pulled down the sheets most of the way and saw her hand wrapped around his cock, which seemed very big but not sure if it was 9 in.
They were kissing and stroking each other and then he went down on her. She responded like she had with me. After a very short time, he knelt up and started to finger her pussy with 2 fingers. I thought “I never do that because I want to enter her when she is tight. Does he know what he is doing – short oral and then fingers?” And intending to fuck her so quickly without much foreplay?” I now know he was quickly proceeding to the real thing – the real reason why he was there. He prepared her for the missionary position. No condoms were used. He knelt up and stroked his cock and now...yes now I could see he was really 9 inches! And perfectly straight, not like my curved one.
He entered her slowly and her eyes became very wide open. She seemed to be feeling overwhelmed by it. He continued to put it in and out slowly and I thought “Why doesn’t he put the whole thing in?
She began to quietly moan (not like these days when she lets herself go) and moan some more and breathe heavily, so heavily like I never saw before. They fucked that way for a long time – longer than we ever fucked... I noted to myself “This ain’t like it was with Peter, my friend.” That time it seemed playful and fun. Now, I felt intimidated by him and realized that Ken and Jean were totally wrapped up in each other. There was no room for a 3some between these two. And by the way, I have no erection at all!
After a long while watching from the foot of the bed, looking at his ass and balls bouncing against her and hearing her moan in passion, I wonder to myself ‘ Why the heck are you doing this? She is having her brains fucked out and I am simply watching with no erection. “
Anyway, she then asked to go on top. He obliged. She began going up and down on him furiously...again and again and again. I noticed that she was not going all the way down on his cock so I grabbed her waist and tried to force her down more on it but she slapped my hand away. She later told that, of course, she could not take the whole thing in without hurting (her young pussy). I lost track of time but I stared in disbelief that she was going up and down for so long! With me she always got tired after a few minutes. Finally she said to him ”I have trouble having an orgasm so you can finish up”. He placed her back in the missionary position, fucked her a bit and took it out and orgasmed a big load over her stomach – just like in a porn film.
Spent, they laid back down with me on the left side of her again. Jean and I had a cigarette lying on top of the sheets this time – all of us naked. I could not help to stare at Ken’s cock and compare it to mine. It was ridiculous... He was still all fluffed up – not hard though - from his erection and I had not had an erection at all that night. His cock looked at least 10x bigger than mine. Jean later innocently told me - not trying to make me feel bad or anything, just being her lovely but naive self - they did not even look like the same organ!
So after finishing the cigarettes and speaking for maybe 3 minutes, Jean reached over and grabbed his cock and turned towards him and they kissed. He immediately got up and set her up in the missionary position. We had a queen bed so things were tight, and he opened her legs and her left leg hit me in the head so I got up fast. Talk about feeling useless and in the way! Again another marathon fucking and more moans. I wanted to get involved somehow so I told her to move so she could eat me while he fucked her from behind. She complied and started to eat me but she could not do it. He was fucking her from behind, and she later told me it was so intense, so deep, and actually hurting her, that she had to stop and change positions. She said she wanted to be on top. And this time when she was on top she started making loud moaning sounds I never heard before and I thought “Ok, she is now having an orgasm from fucking him .” And I touched his cock as he was going in and out of her pussy and noted the rock hardness of him and a thick vein/ridge running along the back of it facing me. Man...was he hard! Shortly after that he came inside of her.
They rolled over in bed and, this time I felt like I had to do something sexual with her so, since I could not fuck her because I was not hard, I would go down on her. I put my face in her pussy and got such a shock; I felt pussy juice and cum, lots of it, all over my face from my eyes down to the bottom of my trimmed beard – my entire face. I was aghast! I was not expecting that. I immediately got up, went to the bathroom to clean my face and laid down next to her again.
Another cigarette…a little small talk ...and then I could not believe it. She grabbed his cock again! She wanted more! He once again got fully hard immediately. This time they did not kiss, but moved right into their familiar position - missionary – and he began fucking her slowly. I laid next to her and could see his cock go in and out but never all the way in. I reached out and, with my finger, stroked the top of his cock as it went in and out. He now reached over and grabbed my soft dick briefly but I was never going to get an erection that night. After a very short while, Jean said “I am feeling sore. Can you finish?” Like the gentleman he was, he said “no ...no more” And I will never forget seeing him on his knees slowly taking it out but he looked like he took 3 steps back in order to get it all out. And it sprang up and out from his hardness.
As if all of this wasn’t enough, Jean motioned to him and said “come here”, motioning him to kneel over her chest. I stared in total disbelief as he moved over her with his huge cock pointing straight at her mouth. She wrapped both hands around it and began to suck him with a loving look. – like she was really trying to please him. It did not take long to get him to the point of orgasm. And just like a porn star would, he took it out of her mouth and shot a load right onto her face. And then…she grabs it and smears his cum all over her smiling face. WOW. I could not believe she was so turned on and frankly so grateful and giving to him.
We all laid back down for a few minutes and, since it was getting late on this weekday night, he got up and went to the bathroom and Jean and I got up, and put something on to prepare for him to leave.
She had gone to the kitchen when Ken came out of the bathroom and got dressed. I will never forget the way he shook my hand and said ‘thanks, I hope she had a good time” but with an unmistakable smile/smirk that said “I really rocked her world, huh.”
Though I was dying to talk about things, she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep but she did ask a rhetorical question with a smirk as well “I guess he was really 9 inches?” All I could do was nod in agreement and we went to bed.
The next day I could not wait for her to come home. When she did, I eagerly corralled her into the bedroom where she changed into casual clothes and we sat back on the bed. She was smiling and knew I was busting to ask questions.
She said she would like to do this again but I said something stupid like “yeah but he probably is just a one-time thing and will not return.” Of course 2 weeks later he called and got her on the phone to ask about getting together again. She told me he called and asked if we could do it again and I said “no. I really don’t want to do this” And like the terrific, loving wife she has always been, she agreed.
I began by simply asking “So how was it last night?” ( like I didn’t know already). My heart was pounding and I could feel the blood pulsating in my ears. I steeled myself for what was coming. She is a very sweet and loving lady ( I am so very lucky) and she asked me “ Do you really want to know?” Exercising great control over my emotions, I calmly and softly said ‘yes.” Because she is both caring and simultaneously wanting to be honest as well asked ” Are you sure because I don’t want you to feel badly?” Guys, I knew what was coming – but not really. With heart pounding harder I said “yes.” She seemed relieved and with great enthusiasm said “ I felt like I was fucked for the first time.” I asked her to go on. She said “fucking him was not the same thing at all like fucking me. Now I know why people say that they fucked for hours.” I tried to get more information but all she could say was that she enjoyed being all filled up and stretched. And she did not take the whole thing because it hurt too much but she did love the feeling somehow of the pain of his cock hitting the back of her vagina.
Well…I had my fucking answer – I was right all along. So now what? So I felt really deflated – that she could enjoy fucking so much – and with a perfect stranger!…yet somehow I also felt sexually excited. It was bizarre and I just could not figure out what was up with me.
Though I did not get hard that night, and thought that yes, I proved myself right that big cocks are so much better, for about 2 weeks after our scene with Ken, whenever I went to jerk off to think about that night, as soon as I started to jerk off, I came immediately , like in 2 seconds! And I had never had a problem with premature ejaculation at all.
About 6 months went before I experienced a strong desire to do this again, perhaps to somehow prove this was a one- time thing, that she did not really like a big cock that much, that it had been because he was somehow special. Boy, was I wrong!
