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How often when my wife went out to a friend’s, I imagined the friend’s husband driving her home at sunset, and the discussions that would lead him to fuck her in the car in front of our house before she gets out. He had problems with his wife and we didn’t know the reasons. So, I imagined so many times the following conversation. That turned me on violently and I masturbated:
You can’t imagine where our problems come from!
To tell you the truth, I have no idea at all, she replied
It’s so stupid, he answered. I’ve never heard of such a thing.
As what ? she enquired.
She doesn’t want to have sex with me anymore, coz she says I’m too big! Too big? Have you ever heard of such a thing?
No I confess never. She replied.
I don’t know how other men are, but I can’t understand. I’m really normal. I can assure you, he said playfully.
Sure! Well, maybe you should tackle it more gently.
You know, I’ve been so patient. And believe me, I do take the necessary time.
Maybe you only think you are patient but you aren’t.
You’re probably right. You could be a good teacher for me, and a philosopher too, he said jokingly. You’re wise. Women probably ask for more patience from men.
You know men and women are different, she replied.
You ??re a great person. You’re a good advisor. What should I do if she keeps blaming me for being too big? He asked casually giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
Well, talk about it frankly first, and tell her your distress.
We’ve already spent hours discussing. I don’t know what to do and I’m convinced it’s in her head. I’m not so big. Well, see it so you can give me a woman’s opinion.
Oh no, she answered. Don’t. I’m not an expert in the matter, you know.
Pretending not to have heard her answer, he had pulled it out so suddenly saying:
No, no. no expert point of view. Just a woman’s opinion! Tell me it’s not big, is it! He said light-heartedly!
Please, you need not…Hum! Well…I wouldn’t say that. She gasped after having seen the thick piece of breath-taking meat
Really! You can see it, it’s not so big. You don’t seem to be frightened by it, do you? And it’s neither so hard as she pretends! Tell me the truth, he said teasingly as he softly lay his hand on her arm.
And worse still because of her, he continued in a woeful tone, my little friend here hasn’t had sex for almost two months. I’m obliged to masturbate. Can you accept that in your couple!
She was taken aback but the friendly thing was there looking pleadingly at her. And this kind of talk was bound to have an impact on someone’s body. She not being insensitive, the quick glimpse she had had of it and the enticing opportunity of such a beautiful presence was alluring. And I imagined it had turned her on to see another man’s dick for the first time, and so near her! He had noticed how she seemed to take pity on it. She didn’t know whether she should ask him to hide it or to keep it still exposed there a little more so she could see it longer.
I can see you understand my problem. Some person would find my best friend attractive, don’t you think so? Stroking her arm again softly.
Probably she flushed when she realised where their discussion might go.
Please tell me, isn’t your husband like me, no? He asked good-humouredly placing his warm hand on hers for hardly one second.
No, she answered, he is much smaller. She replied smilingly.
My! And, he is your only man! Isn’t he? So you mustn’t know what it is to feel a bigger man’s sex in you?
She had to confess, she didn’t
If you would take pity on my old friend in agony here, may it not be an opportunity to try something else, no?
Then, I imagined he skilfully seduced her in the same strain to make her to touch his dick. And she didn’t have to confirm it was hard. She could see it was, straight, heavy and hard. Then she would hesitatingly pat it. And it was too late to go back. They were alone, he was a nice guy and his cock was shining as if it were appealing to her. Nobody would know. I figured he placed his big cock on the wheel, telling her he was sure it wouldn’t hurt her as it did his wife. I imagined wife to like it big and not to mind if it hurt.
Come on! Let’s have a try he said pulling gently her arm towards him and lightly kissing her hair.
Finally, naïve or pretending to be so, she calmly hauled herself to be in the proper position. He smoothly pulled down her pants, softly licked and sucked her ass long before he let her sit on it. Then he fucked her hard hearing her moan for the first time. But unfortunately this dream never came true and always ended in a relieving masturbation.
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