My name is Patricia Vagabba and this story is for all girls who, like me, are married and yet have a strong curiosity about big cocks.
This fantasy about big dicks started early for me, when my best friend Vivian had sex for the first time. It was with a boy two years older. We shared all our secrets and it was no surprise when Viv told how she lost her cherry... in details!
I was hooked! But then, she has always been the wild of the duo. I'm the 'goody goody two shoes' girl and she is the 'popular slut'. We are comfortable with that and we don't let our differences get in the way of our friendship.
Vivian is a tall tanned brunette with long straight hair and a cover girl face. Her body is very slim and fit but with a rather large pair of boobs for her thin frame (32 C cups - we have seen each other's bras dozens of times) and a round and tight butt. She could be a model if she chose it.
I am average in height (a little on the short side), with shoulder long blonde hair, brown eyes and a pale skin. I know my face is very cute and I have a curvy body. I'm not fat! But I have generous, VERY large breasts (34 E cups - my pride!) and wide hips with a round bubble butt. I could be called 'pleasantly plump' or 'a big titted hottie', depending on the guy's taste.
Over the next two years Vivian fucked more than twenty different guys, from boys our age to older guys - even the father of one of our friends! She told me every little detail and she made sure to tell me that the guys with big cocks were better. Even if they were not all that good at 'doing it', their big poles were able to reach deeper and make her feel like no small dicked boy could.
My friend always asked me why I was still a virgin. She wanted me to join the fun. But I was too romantic. I wanted to do it with the right guy and I was too scared to ruin my good girl reputation too.
When I finally decided to try it I told Vivian. She got all excited and eager to help me. Viv actually made a list of her 'best fucks' and told me she'd set up a date with anyone I chose. But, before I did actually choose one of her 'options', I met my school sweetheart.
He was a boy in our classes who joined our school because his parents moved to our home town. He was cute and very nice to me. When Vivian showed me her 'best choice' for me to lose my cherry, I told her I'd not do it because I was dating Brad and could not cheat on him. She was pissed off and told me I was a fool not to try the best thing in the world: a good fuck with a big cock.
I was tempted! But I resisted it. A month after we started dating him, Brad took my cherry. It was not very good. He was as inexperienced as me and when I showed Vivian the size of his member with my hands, she frowned and told me it was just average.
Even so he has been my boyfriend all through high school and, as much as Vivian tempted me with offers of setting me up with one of her 'studs', I kept myself for him. I never cheated. But I did masturbate at least once a week thinking of the guys Viv talked about and imagining if I could feel different with them. Sex with Brad wasn't all that good.
When we went to college Brad had to attend a different institution and we broke up a month later. Vivian visited me from time to time. We still were best friends, but now she was living far from me.
Still she had the wildest tales to tell me. She joined a sorority of popular girls and had all kind of parties in her campus. She did threesomes, orgies and once a gangbang. Vivian still made sure to tell me everything and never stopped trying to set me up with some man who would 'teach me what sex really was', as she would put it.
In the middle of my first semester I met my husband. He was a very smart and fun guy in one of my classes and soon we were chatting and studying together. A week before I went visiting Viv in her college I kissed him and two days before the travel we had sex.
George was much better than Brad, he was great at oral sex and knew how to move. But still, he had a small cock. I mean, Viv showed me what her 'average dates' had in their pants, and my new boyfriend had a 5 inches member.
When I arrived at Vivan's sorority house she had tons of plans for me. They ranged from dating the cutest - and best endowed - guys she knew to taking part in one of her sororities special 'closed party nights' - orgies in fact.
She couldn't believe I had started a romance two days before I could have the time of my life! I spent the weekend with her and she introduced me to dozens of handsome studs, all of them with large packages, as she'd put it. But I didn't cheat on my boyfriend. She was utterly disappointed.
I confess I kept dreaming about several of the hottest guys for years. I was masturbating thinking about a hot large dicked man fucking me, just like I did when I was younger.
After we graduated, George and I married. Vivian was my maid of honor and she still tried to set me up with a well endowed stripper in my bachelorette party. I refused, but it was not easy! I almost said 'yes' that time. I was going to marry and I never had a man with a cock larger than Brad's five inches!
Still my life was cool. My hubby and I went back to my home town and he found a great job. I didn't do too bad myself and got a nice job too. My sex life was ok, I rarely had an orgasm but sex was neat.
Vivian also returned home. Viv, unlike me, was again having all the fun she could get from this world! She had two or three boyfriends at once and a different date every week. Still we shared secrets and she told me all about her lovers.
She was actually nice to George, treated him well and never mentioned anything sexual when he was around. I think it was out of respect for me and, well, he was a nice guy and she didn't really hate him. Vivian just thought he wasn't good enough for me, sexually, and I needed some 'extra cock' in my life.
My best friend told me my love life was boring and that she could spice it up. I never agreed to that and told her I'd not cheat on my hubby. But, again, I couldn't stop thinking about what would have happened if I ever had met a man with a big cock before I dated George. My curiosity only grew and Vivian fueled it whenever she could.
Then it happened.
My husband was away in a business trip and there was this 'girls night out' I was invited to. Vivian and some of my friends were going to meet at a bar, to have some drinks and gossip. My hubby told me it was ok for me to go too.
It is usually no big deal, just me and my friends drinking before going home. But this time we drank a little more than we intended and we started to talk about our husbands and boyfriends.
I told them my hubby had a little cock and I wasn't exactly happy with that. I confessed I wanted to try a big cock for a change. Vivian kept telling me I should try 'new flavors' and that we could have some fun now that hubby wasn't around. The girls kept teasing me about my big cock curiosity, all of them agreeing I should try a large member for a change.
This night I arrived home with Vivian, we still had a lot to chat about. I talked to my hubby on the phone until he went to sleep.
"Well Viv." I said. "It is already late and George is sleeping, I guess we could call it a night."
"I'm not tired." She shrugged. "In fact I could go for a few more drinks!"
"No way, George thinks I'm sleeping and..."
"Hey, I won't tell if you don't." Vivian laughed. "It is no big deal, we have so much to talk about, I didn't even tell you about the threesome I did with the Johnsons."
"No way, the twins?" I asked wide eyed.
"I'll only tell you if you join me in another drink, please!" She begged. "Pretty please?"
"Ok!" I giggled. "But you have to tell me EVERYTHING!"
"You bet I will!"
Half an hour later we were at a classy drink club. I disliked the idea of lying to my husband and not telling him I was going out with Vivian, but then, I was excited with all the 'big cock talk' and booze I drunk. I ended up rationalizing it was just a little 'white lie' and went with her, not telling my hubby.
The place was cool and we started drinking again. Then two guys started to stare at us, with big smiles on their faces. Vivian was having a lot of fun, but I was uncomfortable with the flirting.
I was a married woman. That was all that crossed my mind. Well, not exactly 'all', I also wondered if they had big cocks...Viv's wild tales and the alcohol had their effect on my libido.
"Look Tricia!" Vivian giggled discreetly pointing at the strangers. "The tallest one can't take his eyes from your chest."
"Stop it Vivian!" I elbowed her giggling as I blushed. "I'm NOT going to fuck a strange guy tonight, and we don't even know if they have big cocks!"
This fantasy about big dicks started early for me, when my best friend Vivian had sex for the first time. It was with a boy two years older. We shared all our secrets and it was no surprise when Viv told how she lost her cherry... in details!
I was hooked! But then, she has always been the wild of the duo. I'm the 'goody goody two shoes' girl and she is the 'popular slut'. We are comfortable with that and we don't let our differences get in the way of our friendship.
Vivian is a tall tanned brunette with long straight hair and a cover girl face. Her body is very slim and fit but with a rather large pair of boobs for her thin frame (32 C cups - we have seen each other's bras dozens of times) and a round and tight butt. She could be a model if she chose it.
I am average in height (a little on the short side), with shoulder long blonde hair, brown eyes and a pale skin. I know my face is very cute and I have a curvy body. I'm not fat! But I have generous, VERY large breasts (34 E cups - my pride!) and wide hips with a round bubble butt. I could be called 'pleasantly plump' or 'a big titted hottie', depending on the guy's taste.
Over the next two years Vivian fucked more than twenty different guys, from boys our age to older guys - even the father of one of our friends! She told me every little detail and she made sure to tell me that the guys with big cocks were better. Even if they were not all that good at 'doing it', their big poles were able to reach deeper and make her feel like no small dicked boy could.
My friend always asked me why I was still a virgin. She wanted me to join the fun. But I was too romantic. I wanted to do it with the right guy and I was too scared to ruin my good girl reputation too.
When I finally decided to try it I told Vivian. She got all excited and eager to help me. Viv actually made a list of her 'best fucks' and told me she'd set up a date with anyone I chose. But, before I did actually choose one of her 'options', I met my school sweetheart.
He was a boy in our classes who joined our school because his parents moved to our home town. He was cute and very nice to me. When Vivian showed me her 'best choice' for me to lose my cherry, I told her I'd not do it because I was dating Brad and could not cheat on him. She was pissed off and told me I was a fool not to try the best thing in the world: a good fuck with a big cock.
I was tempted! But I resisted it. A month after we started dating him, Brad took my cherry. It was not very good. He was as inexperienced as me and when I showed Vivian the size of his member with my hands, she frowned and told me it was just average.
Even so he has been my boyfriend all through high school and, as much as Vivian tempted me with offers of setting me up with one of her 'studs', I kept myself for him. I never cheated. But I did masturbate at least once a week thinking of the guys Viv talked about and imagining if I could feel different with them. Sex with Brad wasn't all that good.
When we went to college Brad had to attend a different institution and we broke up a month later. Vivian visited me from time to time. We still were best friends, but now she was living far from me.
Still she had the wildest tales to tell me. She joined a sorority of popular girls and had all kind of parties in her campus. She did threesomes, orgies and once a gangbang. Vivian still made sure to tell me everything and never stopped trying to set me up with some man who would 'teach me what sex really was', as she would put it.
In the middle of my first semester I met my husband. He was a very smart and fun guy in one of my classes and soon we were chatting and studying together. A week before I went visiting Viv in her college I kissed him and two days before the travel we had sex.
George was much better than Brad, he was great at oral sex and knew how to move. But still, he had a small cock. I mean, Viv showed me what her 'average dates' had in their pants, and my new boyfriend had a 5 inches member.
When I arrived at Vivan's sorority house she had tons of plans for me. They ranged from dating the cutest - and best endowed - guys she knew to taking part in one of her sororities special 'closed party nights' - orgies in fact.
She couldn't believe I had started a romance two days before I could have the time of my life! I spent the weekend with her and she introduced me to dozens of handsome studs, all of them with large packages, as she'd put it. But I didn't cheat on my boyfriend. She was utterly disappointed.
I confess I kept dreaming about several of the hottest guys for years. I was masturbating thinking about a hot large dicked man fucking me, just like I did when I was younger.
After we graduated, George and I married. Vivian was my maid of honor and she still tried to set me up with a well endowed stripper in my bachelorette party. I refused, but it was not easy! I almost said 'yes' that time. I was going to marry and I never had a man with a cock larger than Brad's five inches!
Still my life was cool. My hubby and I went back to my home town and he found a great job. I didn't do too bad myself and got a nice job too. My sex life was ok, I rarely had an orgasm but sex was neat.
Vivian also returned home. Viv, unlike me, was again having all the fun she could get from this world! She had two or three boyfriends at once and a different date every week. Still we shared secrets and she told me all about her lovers.
She was actually nice to George, treated him well and never mentioned anything sexual when he was around. I think it was out of respect for me and, well, he was a nice guy and she didn't really hate him. Vivian just thought he wasn't good enough for me, sexually, and I needed some 'extra cock' in my life.
My best friend told me my love life was boring and that she could spice it up. I never agreed to that and told her I'd not cheat on my hubby. But, again, I couldn't stop thinking about what would have happened if I ever had met a man with a big cock before I dated George. My curiosity only grew and Vivian fueled it whenever she could.
Then it happened.
My husband was away in a business trip and there was this 'girls night out' I was invited to. Vivian and some of my friends were going to meet at a bar, to have some drinks and gossip. My hubby told me it was ok for me to go too.
It is usually no big deal, just me and my friends drinking before going home. But this time we drank a little more than we intended and we started to talk about our husbands and boyfriends.
I told them my hubby had a little cock and I wasn't exactly happy with that. I confessed I wanted to try a big cock for a change. Vivian kept telling me I should try 'new flavors' and that we could have some fun now that hubby wasn't around. The girls kept teasing me about my big cock curiosity, all of them agreeing I should try a large member for a change.
This night I arrived home with Vivian, we still had a lot to chat about. I talked to my hubby on the phone until he went to sleep.
"Well Viv." I said. "It is already late and George is sleeping, I guess we could call it a night."
"I'm not tired." She shrugged. "In fact I could go for a few more drinks!"
"No way, George thinks I'm sleeping and..."
"Hey, I won't tell if you don't." Vivian laughed. "It is no big deal, we have so much to talk about, I didn't even tell you about the threesome I did with the Johnsons."
"No way, the twins?" I asked wide eyed.
"I'll only tell you if you join me in another drink, please!" She begged. "Pretty please?"
"Ok!" I giggled. "But you have to tell me EVERYTHING!"
"You bet I will!"
Half an hour later we were at a classy drink club. I disliked the idea of lying to my husband and not telling him I was going out with Vivian, but then, I was excited with all the 'big cock talk' and booze I drunk. I ended up rationalizing it was just a little 'white lie' and went with her, not telling my hubby.
The place was cool and we started drinking again. Then two guys started to stare at us, with big smiles on their faces. Vivian was having a lot of fun, but I was uncomfortable with the flirting.
I was a married woman. That was all that crossed my mind. Well, not exactly 'all', I also wondered if they had big cocks...Viv's wild tales and the alcohol had their effect on my libido.
"Look Tricia!" Vivian giggled discreetly pointing at the strangers. "The tallest one can't take his eyes from your chest."
"Stop it Vivian!" I elbowed her giggling as I blushed. "I'm NOT going to fuck a strange guy tonight, and we don't even know if they have big cocks!"
