Before we had even firmly established that Joy sometimes enjoys a large dick, I had bought a penis extension that I would use on occasion just to keep things interesting. It brought me up to over seven inches long but more importantly more than six inches in circumference. At first, she would “let” me push into her with this sheath. She would place a pillow on her face as I fucked her missionary style with my “big cock”. I could never tell if she truly enjoyed it, but she seemed happy to let me indulge in my fantasy of giving her a bigger dick. One night, I asked how much she enjoyed the “bigger me” inside of her or she even came, and she simply said that “good girls don’t tell” with a little smile. It was then I began to suspect that there was a bad girl in there somewhere. That smile when she answered had been the inspiration behind bringing the John Holmes dildo into our bedroom.
Now, after having been introduced to “John”, when she was particularly horny she would actually sheepishly ask me if I would fuck her with “the big one”. I would be more than happy to indulge her. No longer hiding her face under the pillow, I would now love to watch her face contort as she came hard for me and my big cock. It was another fantasy come true thanks to my wife! Even though that sleeve would reduce my sensation, I would come inside of it as I fucked her hard.
Sometimes we would even role play, with me as someone else, someone who wanted to fuck her with his big dick. We often toyed around with inviting someone else, someone “qualified” into our bedroom. She jokingly said maybe one day she even would surprise me by bringing a well-hung man home for “a few drinks”.
Since she had taken John like a champ, I soon started to wonder if I could “go bigger” and fuck her big not with a dildo but with my “own” immense cock. After extensive research, I found a place that makes custom silicone sleeves to recreate penises that were molded from actual men. You could simply slide them on and use them as if they were your own. The photos looked incredibly lifelike, with all the details of the men whose cocks were molded. Painted heads and veins were the norm. There were over 20 models, ranging from my own size to much, much larger.
I vacillated as to how to propose this to Joy, but eventually after dinner and drinks one night, knowing she might be in “that mood”, I asked, “You know how I sometimes like to give it to you big?”
She smirked, “oh yeah.”
Grabbing my laptop, I asked, “Can I show you something?”
“Fuck yes!”
Happy that she seemed excited, I showed her the website I had been browsing now for a week. I explained that I had been thinking about buying one of these and needed her to help pick one out. She browsed the list briefly, smiling at the model names: Capistrano, Monterey, Westport.. We guessed that each was named after the town where the “donor model” lived. After a bit of browsing, she took my hand off the trackpad and slid her fingers right to the “X Large” selections, then scrolled down to the bottom.
“What is this!?”
Immediately zeroing in on their biggest “Cambria” model, which was both thick and long, she read off the dimensions: 10 inches long and 8.75 circumference! She zoomed in on the photo and said, “he’s even bigger than ‘John’!” We followed the “product video” link, which confirmed it was indeed monstrous. For reference, the video stood it next to a Coke can, which it dwarfed. This was over an inch in circumference bigger than the John Holmes dildo! She suggested that might be a little too girthy, so we spent about an hour picking a different model. We agreed to get the “Laguna,” which was over seven inches long, but almost eight in circumference, as wide as John but not nearly as long. Naturally, we shelled out the high price that afternoon.
Then we waited.
Our usual great sex life continued in that meantime, but with maybe a little more excitement. Perhaps it was the anticipation. Joy, however, seemed to spend a lot of time checking the mailbox. Two long weeks later, on a Saturday, when she was out food shopping, the mail came! I ran inside with the nondescript box and opened it immediately. Photos had not done this justice! It was the most realistic toy I had ever seen. Its texture was so remarkably lifelike I had to confirm it was just silicone. It was surprisingly squishy and had quite a bit of “give” to it. Naturally, I ran upstairs to check it out in more detail. Hard already in anticipation, I slid it on. It fit me perfectly, being snug enough never to slide off. This was the dick I had always wanted! My dick was now more than seven inches long, but it’s width was more impressive. From the top, it was almost three inches wide in the middle. “My” head was narrow enough that I could ease into my wife, then slowly open her up. I looked in the mirror and noticed that the skin tone matched mine perfectly. In low light, Joy probably couldn’t tell that it wasn’t actually me - except for the prodigious size of this dick! My big dick!
When she got back and we were unloading groceries, she casually asked it the mail had come. Knowing exactly what she was asking, I feigned boredom and said, “nothing interesting.”
The rest of our day was busy but, later that night, after cooking dinner and cleaning up, we decided to have a low key evening, just watching a movie on the sofa. She had changed into a comfortable pair of gray sweatpants and a light blue v-neck t-shirt. As we shared a glass of wine or two, I was still wearing a t-shirt and shorts. About an hour and a half into the movie, feeling like I couldn’t resist any more, I felt my cock stiffen as I left to the bedroom to change into pajamas. Now was the time I’d start the real evening going!
Having earlier in the day stashed our new toy in our walk-in closet, I took it out of the box and put it on the bed, still a little surprised at just how wide it was. I removed my clothes and worked it onto my erection, butting its base all the way against my pubic bone. I looked in the mirror, laughing at how its sheer mass weighed me downwards. I contemplated simply walking back to the living room wearing nothing but the Laguna, maybe wrapped with a red bow, but instead opted to play things out slowly, so I kept it on and put on pajama bottoms. It was difficult not to notice in the mirror how, as I moved, my dick worked like a pendulum inside of my pajamas.
I walked back in, trying my best not to give my pajamas more momentum than pajamas should have. Thankfully, Joy was intent on watching the slow denouement of the movie. As I sat down next to her on the sofa I made sure the entirety of that thick dick was tucked between my legs so as not to attract any attention.
Not noticing anything unusual, she put her hand on my thigh and continued to watch the movie. I put my arm around her. Keeping the Laguna down was more of a challenge than I expected, as it would start to rise a little whenever I’d contemplate tonight’s scenario. As the film wrapped up, I had been wearing the sleeve for about 15 minutes and felt on my leg that it was as warm as me, having taken on my body heat.
When the film ended, Joy put down her wine and left the room for a moment. As I started to pick another movie, I lay down on my side as we often do and waited for her return, careful to keep her surprise in check.
Now, after having been introduced to “John”, when she was particularly horny she would actually sheepishly ask me if I would fuck her with “the big one”. I would be more than happy to indulge her. No longer hiding her face under the pillow, I would now love to watch her face contort as she came hard for me and my big cock. It was another fantasy come true thanks to my wife! Even though that sleeve would reduce my sensation, I would come inside of it as I fucked her hard.
Sometimes we would even role play, with me as someone else, someone who wanted to fuck her with his big dick. We often toyed around with inviting someone else, someone “qualified” into our bedroom. She jokingly said maybe one day she even would surprise me by bringing a well-hung man home for “a few drinks”.
Since she had taken John like a champ, I soon started to wonder if I could “go bigger” and fuck her big not with a dildo but with my “own” immense cock. After extensive research, I found a place that makes custom silicone sleeves to recreate penises that were molded from actual men. You could simply slide them on and use them as if they were your own. The photos looked incredibly lifelike, with all the details of the men whose cocks were molded. Painted heads and veins were the norm. There were over 20 models, ranging from my own size to much, much larger.
I vacillated as to how to propose this to Joy, but eventually after dinner and drinks one night, knowing she might be in “that mood”, I asked, “You know how I sometimes like to give it to you big?”
She smirked, “oh yeah.”
Grabbing my laptop, I asked, “Can I show you something?”
“Fuck yes!”
Happy that she seemed excited, I showed her the website I had been browsing now for a week. I explained that I had been thinking about buying one of these and needed her to help pick one out. She browsed the list briefly, smiling at the model names: Capistrano, Monterey, Westport.. We guessed that each was named after the town where the “donor model” lived. After a bit of browsing, she took my hand off the trackpad and slid her fingers right to the “X Large” selections, then scrolled down to the bottom.
“What is this!?”
Immediately zeroing in on their biggest “Cambria” model, which was both thick and long, she read off the dimensions: 10 inches long and 8.75 circumference! She zoomed in on the photo and said, “he’s even bigger than ‘John’!” We followed the “product video” link, which confirmed it was indeed monstrous. For reference, the video stood it next to a Coke can, which it dwarfed. This was over an inch in circumference bigger than the John Holmes dildo! She suggested that might be a little too girthy, so we spent about an hour picking a different model. We agreed to get the “Laguna,” which was over seven inches long, but almost eight in circumference, as wide as John but not nearly as long. Naturally, we shelled out the high price that afternoon.
Then we waited.
Our usual great sex life continued in that meantime, but with maybe a little more excitement. Perhaps it was the anticipation. Joy, however, seemed to spend a lot of time checking the mailbox. Two long weeks later, on a Saturday, when she was out food shopping, the mail came! I ran inside with the nondescript box and opened it immediately. Photos had not done this justice! It was the most realistic toy I had ever seen. Its texture was so remarkably lifelike I had to confirm it was just silicone. It was surprisingly squishy and had quite a bit of “give” to it. Naturally, I ran upstairs to check it out in more detail. Hard already in anticipation, I slid it on. It fit me perfectly, being snug enough never to slide off. This was the dick I had always wanted! My dick was now more than seven inches long, but it’s width was more impressive. From the top, it was almost three inches wide in the middle. “My” head was narrow enough that I could ease into my wife, then slowly open her up. I looked in the mirror and noticed that the skin tone matched mine perfectly. In low light, Joy probably couldn’t tell that it wasn’t actually me - except for the prodigious size of this dick! My big dick!
When she got back and we were unloading groceries, she casually asked it the mail had come. Knowing exactly what she was asking, I feigned boredom and said, “nothing interesting.”
The rest of our day was busy but, later that night, after cooking dinner and cleaning up, we decided to have a low key evening, just watching a movie on the sofa. She had changed into a comfortable pair of gray sweatpants and a light blue v-neck t-shirt. As we shared a glass of wine or two, I was still wearing a t-shirt and shorts. About an hour and a half into the movie, feeling like I couldn’t resist any more, I felt my cock stiffen as I left to the bedroom to change into pajamas. Now was the time I’d start the real evening going!
Having earlier in the day stashed our new toy in our walk-in closet, I took it out of the box and put it on the bed, still a little surprised at just how wide it was. I removed my clothes and worked it onto my erection, butting its base all the way against my pubic bone. I looked in the mirror, laughing at how its sheer mass weighed me downwards. I contemplated simply walking back to the living room wearing nothing but the Laguna, maybe wrapped with a red bow, but instead opted to play things out slowly, so I kept it on and put on pajama bottoms. It was difficult not to notice in the mirror how, as I moved, my dick worked like a pendulum inside of my pajamas.
I walked back in, trying my best not to give my pajamas more momentum than pajamas should have. Thankfully, Joy was intent on watching the slow denouement of the movie. As I sat down next to her on the sofa I made sure the entirety of that thick dick was tucked between my legs so as not to attract any attention.
Not noticing anything unusual, she put her hand on my thigh and continued to watch the movie. I put my arm around her. Keeping the Laguna down was more of a challenge than I expected, as it would start to rise a little whenever I’d contemplate tonight’s scenario. As the film wrapped up, I had been wearing the sleeve for about 15 minutes and felt on my leg that it was as warm as me, having taken on my body heat.
When the film ended, Joy put down her wine and left the room for a moment. As I started to pick another movie, I lay down on my side as we often do and waited for her return, careful to keep her surprise in check.
