Omg Three Times The Size Of My Husband

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It was one time, just once, and yet it remains in my mind even today 3 years later as the most guilt ridden yet exciting experience of my life. I am a married woman in my late 40’s; I never have felt that attractive and candidly would describe myself as a “Plain Jane. I am not saying I am Frankenstein’s monster either (laugh) just an average married somewhat overweight woman with two kids and a 20 year relatively happy marriage.

The company I worked for at that time had a trade show in Las Vegas and I was asked to go to help work their booth. I am not an outgoing person and my role was more of coordination and handing the sales people things at the booth to record their leads or marketing items. I was not included in several of their dinner meetings but was provided a nice room at the Mandalay Bay where the conference hall was also located.

The last day of the conference the booth and convention hall was shut down at 4 pm. Once the booth was packed and paper work given for it to be shipped back to the company I was on my own. Two of our sales people had flights back that night but I hate red-eye type flights and my room was still paid for until the next day so I was basically on my own. I didn’t really know what to do with myself but the nice thing about Las Vegas is they are use to many people (probably mainly men or gamblers) being on their own so the restaurants know how to make you feel comfortable even when alone.

I had a nice dinner and with a glass of wine or two and then figured I would go and play the penny slots to keep myself entertained. If case you don’t know, penny slots don’t mean you just play a penny but I got on a hot machine that kept me going for a long time. Next to me was a well dressed black man and his machine seemed to be doing pretty good too. So it wasn’t long that we were chatting while each still playing our own machines. The chit-chat lasted a good hour or more. He told me about himself and visa-versa. He was there for some other meetings. When the cocktail waitresses would come around he would order us both drinks and introduced me to something called a French Martini which did have me feeling light headed after the second one combined with the wine I had earlier (or maybe I am just using that as my excuse). At some point I started to lose on the slot and was getting down but David (as by now we had moved beyond introductions) told me that I should keep playing because the rhythm of the machine told him it would pay. Not five minutes later, boom, it hit for $1,000. I shouted and clapped and David and I did the fist bump like two partners. “Come on, I’ll pay” David said “let’s go get a celebratory drink at one of the Mandalay’s clubs as I am up too.” I actually wanted to play more but David convinced me to stop so I could keep my winnings and once we got up I was glad he did. David told me there was a fancy bar at the very top of the Mandalay Bay and we took an elevator to the top. It was somewhat dark and you could view the Las Vegas strip night and all the lights for miles. He ordered some type of exotic drinks and we sat there sipping and talking now like two old friends. My winnings, the drinks, the end of the conference all were in favor of me feeling very relaxed and happy. I will add that David was charming, very good looking, and at times was flattering me with comments about my attractiveness or my sweet personality. I knew he was flirting with me but I was more surprised to find myself flirting back. I could feel the warmth of my body and feeling flushed at times. I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me either. I am not sure I can adequately explain how nothing like this ever happened for me such as sitting with this relative stranger and being as bold as I was. I had always heard the rumors about black men and felt myself wet below. It was like some type of awakening sexually as I hadn’t felt as turned on as I was perhaps since my teenage years. I kept imagining as I looked at him this big instrument in his pants like I had seen on a few porn videos that my husband and I might have watched in the past.

We finished our drinks and David again said, “Come with me I want to show you another view of the Strip.” He got up and held his hand out and I got up and placed my hand into his. We walked like that to the elevator and I had this sense of pride feeling like some of the people in that lounge were watching me, this average woman walking with this tall handsome black man. We stopped at his floor and without staying much we continued hand in hand to the door of his room. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, I was thinking this is stupid, but I also wanted it to happen there is no lie I can tell myself otherwise. But I was scared too.

Once inside, David walked to this big double window opening the curtains to an awesome view of the Las Vegas Strip. “Look at that” he laughed, “all those who have lost their dough and you are a winner.” He turned to me and without a word took me in his arms pulling me close and kissing me. I guess this will sound racist but I had never kissed a black man nor even in my wildest dreams ever considered something like this happening with anyone. Did I think about my husband and children and how I was betraying them? Maybe, but really my mind was more in the moment and just feeling like I was about to have an experience not planned but most desired. I lived a very normal and perhaps mundane life and now with my heart racing mixed with some anxiety and fear I didn’t stop it. I was like in a movie watching myself but knew it was me as the main character and this was real. But, my having had quite a few drinks also had me not feel too much inhibition and ultimately this felt like a once in a lifetime experience that I deserved.

Like a movie, it felt like I was on fire as we quickly began undressing one another. But, David was almost tearing my clothes and so I stepped back to remove them myself. David with a big smile on his face kicked off his shoes, quickly dropped his pants, and pulled down his underwear. Oh my god, I blurted you are like 3 times the size of my husband. I got scared. This was such a long big penis swinging like a pendulum. I couldn’t believe it was real. I had anticipated he might be well-endowed given his build and being black. However, in reality of the moment seeing a penis hanging kind of out and down so long was so startling and breath taking. I am pretty sure I also was experiencing at the same time both fear and intense excitement. “I don’t know” I kind of softly said. The truth was I didn’t. This was like a penis out of some imaginary story. I don’t know why my mind wondered to this image but it reminded me of a bread stick at Olive Garden (although dark) and that thought did cause me to nervously chuckle. David smiled proudly but I think quickly realized my hesitation. Quite frankly I had no idea a penis could grow so large like his, it was so long that I couldn’t imagine how any woman could fully accommodate something of this length. Plus, he was not circumcised which was something else I wasn’t use to in appearance. I didn’t know what to do but our being naked pretty much made it a situation that I knew was no turning back either. I must admit that seeing such a massive manhood had me
 

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I must admit that seeing such a massive manhood had me reacting in a different way than ever to any response I might have had seeing other naked men.

David walked toward me and took my hand and placed it on his penis. I gripped it firmly as I started sliding my hand up and down. I immediately remember how different the organ felt as opposed to my husband. It was so big and long but also had a much more spongy almost hollow feeling and the skin moved so much more. I realized again with both fear and excitement that he was thickening and was not fully erect. It felt very heavy which made sense but his penis was so unlike my husband and so much more in size and appearance. I was lost at this point in things happening so fast and in some ways feeling like this was not even me participating. Yes, excitement for me was truly off the charts.

I wanted to really look at it and got on my knees in front of David with that long cylinder hanging in front of my face. I put both hands on it and slid them up and down watching the skin retract over the head and back easily with my motion. I kept thinking there was no way I could accommodate a penis of this length and maybe I would just satisfy him orally and it wouldn’t be like truly cheating. Holding the penis with both hands I sucked the head and a few inches down the shaft. That’s how long it was, I could have two hands holding it with the head and several inches exposed beyond. Maybe because of its length again his penis was like a completely different feel and organ compared with my husband. There was warmth to it, actually hot in some spots, it was much heavier, slick, fleshy, and it felt alive in my mouth. It was a very pleasant sensation and I enjoyed sucking him. A couple times I tried to take more of the penis in my mouth but if I got halfway that was unlikely. I liked the sensations and felt entirely submissive to this very well-endowed man. I knew there was no stopping anything including myself and what might happen.

David pulled away and now I could see the entire length almost straight out like a menacing battering ram. This was masculinity at its finest. The size was very intimidating and I felt like a scared school girl evoking a memory of when I was a teenager. But, the few experiences I had with other men besides my husband never involved a penis of this size. I have to say, seeing David erect and so big had me feeling truly female and as I said submissive to his powerful sexual manhood and I enjoyed feeling like a woman thinking this is how I was supposed to feel when with a real man like this. It was an emotional feeling that as best that I can say felt good. It was one I hadn’t had for a long long time.

David now pressed against me with his hardness going up over my stomach as we embraced. He then literally picked me up and lifted me to the bed. He started to move between my legs to go down on me and I can’t believe that my excitement, or dare I say horniness or lust, stopped him. “I need that in me now” looking straight into David’s eyes. “Just go slow.”

David moved up into a missionary position and took control of my body. He moved my legs apart and upwards and then I could feel his penis trying to push inside me. He was not feeling at the correct angle and so I reach down to guide him inside. He slid slowly in me and the sensation of this very long instrument sliding deeper and deeper was an odd sensation. It felt never ending but I was surprised that it was going easily so deep, clearly into a depth no man had ever reached before. It felt really good but then suddenly he must of hit the bottom because I felt a wince of pain and let out an ouch sound.

Instead of pulling or sliding his penis back, David just held still resting this long long penis inside me. I could feel my vagina gripping it as a reflex without my control grasping as it was so deep internally. It was an odd although extremely pleasurable sensation. I can only conclude when thinking back that because his penis was so big and long that it was stimulating nerve endings that hadn’t been touched before and that caused the spasm for me internally. I wrapped my legs around him adjusting to his size. David still held still and then surprised me by slowly pushing against the back wall of my vagina to press and stretch me even deeper. I was at first a little fearful as it had caused me to wince but it was also sending me waves of pleasure at the same time. I suddenly and again without really any control let out a soft high pitched sound which encouraged David to continue his deep assault on my pussy. Ever so slowly he pushed slightly harder and I suddenly felt a wave of intense pleasure and oh my god I was having the most intense orgasm of my life. I shouted with pure joy and remember thinking was that me who just did that? That got David encouraged now to begin moving back and forth like a long log sawing between my legs.

My orgasm hardly subsided and David’s increased fucking motion now back and forth was keeping me right on that edge of that intense pleasure. I know several times I called out how good he felt, how big his cock felt, and how amazing he felt. He didn’t grow tired but became even more deliberate in his movements to where he was now pounding me and what a stroke of pleasure to feel this super long penis slide so much in and out. This was fucking like I would see in movies. This was not something I had ever experienced. No man I had been with previously was it like this, hard, so deep, so full, and so powerful. Once or twice he pulled out and it was wonderful to feel just how long his penis truly was with his long slick sliding back in all the way. He eventually was fucking me fast and furiously and I started that intense wave of sensation to another and even more explosive climax. I could feel myself dripping and although perhaps I should have been embarrassed but I was truly in another world. I couldn’t get over the sexual prowess this man had, his big penis, his over whelming me with his manhood. This was of course the best fuck of my life and I had never experienced one let along two vagina orgasms before. It was all amazing.

David kept it up for a good 15 minutes but I could feel myself starting to get slightly sore because of his immense size and hitting deep spots which of course I was not use to. I finally pushed him off and went down and said I have to worship this big cock of yours. I surprised myself by saying it but I did mean it. I could see his huge penis slick with my juices and I took this pleasure instrument into my mouth with such gratitude and desire to please him as he just done for me. I tried my best to take as much as I could into my mouth without gagging and then with both hands jacked his long cock while sucking with love. I kept thinking how big it was compared to my husband and how much better it felt than his or any man. I loved it and yes I did my best to worship it. I normally don’t like a man to cum in mouth but I wanted David to and he moaned and did. I totally shocked myself trying to swallow it which I had never ever done. But, not only did I swallow I wouldn’t let go of his penis allowing him to slowly shrink in my mouth. I finally took the big organ in my hand and squeezed out the last few drops of his cum and smiling licked the tip of his cock to clean and suck the rest in. I watched his long penis now flaccid look still so long although the thickness now had deflated. Nevertheless, it still was more than twice and maybe three times the length of my husband erection while totally flaccid and I knew that this had been a very special sexual experience. I felt totally drained.

We lay quietly and David told me several times as he held me about how amazing I was. He asked if I l enjoyed it and of course I told him how special it had been. He shared that he was very surprised how I was able to accommodate his entire penis as not every woman could do so that quickly. I felt a certain sense of pride not only with that fact, but that I had this experience with him. It was going to be my naughty little secret and it always has been up until now when I am anonymously sharing it. It wasn’t too much longer that I got up, dressed, and went back to my room with a smile on my face that lasted until I soundly slept. The next morning was a note at my door with David’s phone number if I ever wanted to stay in touch. That wasn’t my plan or intent.

Perhaps, almost a year later I actually did call the number just to say hello without the intention of meeting him, only to find out it wasn’t a working number. To this day I don’t know if David just gave me a fake number or perhaps he moved and didn’t think about it. In fact, it likely was better that it was just that one time experience as I do love my husband, our sex life is fine, and it will be my special secret experience that I can fondly remember for rest of my life.