Unlikely Model

I can't believe this just happened. I'm 50 years old now this started back when I was 41. I was having my last baby. My husband and I were at the hospital because I was in labor. The doctor had broken my water for me in an attempt to get things moving. The baby was larger and I wanted to have a natural birth if at all possible. I was having some contractions but not sufficient enough for the nurses and doctor. I was at a teaching hospital so in the room with me were an additional 10 or so new MD interns. Most of them were only a few years older than my oldest who was 18 at the time. There was a very nice hot tub in the room and the nurse encouraged me to use it since walking around wasn't helping. So in front of all these interns, my gown was removed and I was left naked and extremely pregnant to walk to the tub l. With my husband's help I got in and the nurse filled it. She couldn't put it as hot as I would've normally liked but it was still comforting. Unfortunately, after about 15 minutes of bathing nude in front of the crowd, the nurse said I should get out since it didn't seem to be helping. As it turns out I ended up having a c-section and everything worked out ok. Now fast forward 8 years.

It's last year and I'm 49. I'm at the grocery store and a man, who was with, what appeared to be, his wife looked at me, whispered to his wife, and then began to approach me. He asked me if I'd had a baby at the hospital nearby about 8 years ago. I said I did and asked how he knew that. He explained he was one of the interns in the room at the time. I couldn't remember him but he clearly recalled everything. I suddenly remembered that I was naked in front of him and, at least internally, blushed. We talked about that day and he introduced me to his wife, Kendra. She is an artist and art teacher at the local community college. She and I really hit it off. I'd done quite a bit of drawing when I was younger and we connected over art. She invited me to visit her in home studio and I took her up on the offer. We ended up becoming friends and would meet up every week or two for either coffee or drawing. She let me sit in on some of her classes. In getting to know her I found out she had a brother who was also an artist. Will was a photographer. Kendra showed me his website and I was blown away. Will did photography for advertising and marketing to pay the bills. But his passion is for artistic photography. I had never seen so many photos that captured the essence of being human in one place. I hadn't met or even seen Will, but I knew that I was attracted to his intellect. Kendra could tell I was more than impressed with Will's work. She brought him the next time we met for coffee. Will was not what I expected. Whereas Kendra was of average height and weight perhaps 5'6" and 145ish, Will was short and a bit stocky. But, Will had this amazing charisma that just draws you in. His voice was magnetic and deeply masculine. I just wanted to listen to him talk all day long. He explained his passion for photography, especially photographing people. Kendra confirmed that he's been an amazing photographer since he was a little kid. He had his camera with him and asked if he could take a picture of me I agreed. When he showed me the picture I was in awe. It was the best picture of me I've ever seen and to this day is my favorite. At this point, I should probably describe myself. I am shorter. I am heavier. I'm of Puerto Rican descent and have darker skin. I don't have a lot of body positivity at all. Or, at least I didn't. It started with that picture.

I became friendly with Will and a few weeks later visited his studio in the city. He shoots lots of nudes, some of them quite erotic. But the thing is, they're not porn. In every picture you can see the humanity of the subject. Watching Will work helped me understand how he does what he does. He makes the subject so comfortable in his casual conversation with them and let them lead the way, so as to bring out their true personality it's a very soft form of direction, and I believe it takes enormous confidence on Will's part to give so much power to the subjects. I attended a couple more sessions and learned so much about the process. Will would have wealthy clients request certain sets of photos. Often times they were of a very sexual nature. I was looking forward to attending one of these sessions. When the day came, I got there early. The client had requested photos of a female having sex with a well hung black male. The story as I found out is that the client found his wife having an affair with a good looking well hung black man. He became obsessed and actually wanted her to continue the affair so he could observe as a cuckold. Apparently the client, his wife, and her boyfriend had come to some agreement on this, but sadly, his wife lost her life in a traffic accident only a few weeks later. That happened apparently a couple of years ago. Today the client had arranged to have his wife's boyfriend photographed having sex so that he can keep the pictures as some sort of memory. Client's wife had been Filipino. The model they had hired came in to meet the ex-boyfriend. She appeared to be Filipino or perhaps Hispanic. As she and the ex-boyfriend were talking, she got a phone call. All she said was that there was a family emergency and she ran out of there. The ex-boyfriend, David, was a tall black man who was in very good shape and was very easy on the eyes. Dave stood there scratching his head confused about what was going to happen. Will, not missing a beat said Marcela (that's me by the way lol), I need you to fill in with Dave.

Hold on a minute I told him. Nope. I mean Dave was very attractive, but I am married that never fooled around on my husband and I sure as hell don't wanna get started by having it photographed! Will said he was going to explain to the client what happened but that he also wanted to give him something for now. He asked if I'd be willing to do a scaled back version. I wouldn't have to have sex with anyone and although he would love it if I would remove some clothes, I wouldn't have to if I didn't want to. Knowing that I could stop it at any point I agreed. The first few photos he took were almost like that painting American Gothic. David and I fully clothed I might add, just stood next to each other as Will took his photos. I was stunned how Will was able to get my fear, nervous anticipation and excitement in this simple pics. We progressed to hugging and then I sat in Dave's lap. At this time I felt Dave's bulge on my bottom. Again flawless work by Will. This helped grow my confidence and with that my willingness. I agreed to let them photograph me clothed but with Dave naked. I can tell you now that Dave did not disappoint. His penis is big. No other way of putting it. My husband's is like a button or a mushroom. Dave's is like a can of Aquanet! And, such a majestic chocolate brown! It just looked manly. I could see why the client wanted his wife to keep seeing him.

As you might expect, I was getting a bit aroused myself. This large epitome of manliness is standing nude before me; how could I not?! I then agreed to hold his penis. It was so heavy. I was not able to wrap my fingers all the way around it either. I could completely cover my husband's little penis with a single hand. I couldn't cover Dave's with both hands. I think it's pretty clear that I'm starting to lose my inhibitions at this point. Lust was taking over. I agreed to pretend fellatio. Without being asked I took it from pretend to real by taking Dave into my mouth. That heavy manly log was soft! I hadn't even thought about that. He began to grow in my mouth! I sucked Dave as best I could for several minutes until he announced that he wanted to cum. We both looked at Will he just gave us this look like do whatever comes natural or keep going or something like that. I put in extra effort to take Dave as deep as I could when he began to spurt in my throat. I know it's disgusting but almost immediately some of his cum shot out my nostrils and back onto his dick. I c h o k e d and had to pull off his cock. I had tried to take too much and I failed. Or so I thought. Dave was very comforting. He explained that the exact same thing had happened with the client's wife the first time he was with her. He was so reassuring. I felt so comfortable around him. His ability to make me feel better in such an embarrassing scenario created a bond, even if it was only from me toward him. Feeling better, I licked the rest of the cum off of Dave's dick and swallowed it. The end?
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Will called us over to look at the raw images. I couldn't believe my eyes. I could see the raw lust, anticipation, and fear in my eyes and in my face despite the fact that my mouth was wrapped around Dave huge penis. I was very worked up and really really needed a release. Then my cell phone rang. It was my husband, Tim. Suddenly, I was brought back down to earth as I walked off to a corner to take the call. One of us usually calls each other around this time during the day to see how it's going. I was so confused about how to handle this going into the conversation. I had no clue what I was going to say or do I don't wanna keep secrets but at the time, my actions could have severe consequences for our marriage. Something deep down told me not to tell him over the phone. Soon, I found myself telling him that he should come down here and that there was some pretty cool stuff going on that he would really love to see. As soon as I let the words out I hoped dearly that he would tell me he couldn't get away from work. But instead, Tim said he'd be able to get away for a little bit and said he'd be over in a few minutes. It was at this point that I think my heart jumped out of my chest; I probably began sweating profusely. Will and Dave both noticed something after I got off the phone. Dave asked if everything was OK and I told him that I had just invited my husband to come down to the studio. Will's eyes went very wide in surprise. Dave just made one of those faces like, OK. By the way, Dave was still standing there naked with his soft monster just hanging in the wind for all to see. Around this time I started to gain some inner resolve to show Tim the reality. I love him, and I do enjoy having sex with him, but my pleasure is limited to his fingers and mouth. When Tim is inside me it really does nothing for me physically. I mean I'm happy that he's enjoying himself but when he's done, I'm always left longing for that full feeling. I guess I had buried these feelings, but I couldn't stop them from surfacing now. Dave had now put on a robe. He and Will were at the computer reviewing some of the photos when Tim walked in. I greeted him with a big kiss and hug. I tried to say something, but I just couldn't summon the words. So, holding his hand we walked toward the computer and just before we got there I was able to utter the words " I got to do some modeling today". Three steps later Will was looking at the computer and could see photos of me with my mouth wrapped around Dave's dick. Tim stopped, looked at me looked at Will and Dave, his mouth hanging open. I saw some anger swell up in his face, but it quickly went away. He then looked confused and kept looking back at the screen, and then all of us. He literally just uttered "Wha..." and then didn't say anything for what seemed like a long time. Slowly, he walked toward the computer, stepped in front of Will took control of the mouse, and began scrolling through the images . I don't think he knew what to say or how to act. But, as he was looking through the images, I noticed something. There was a tiny little bump in Tim's pants. At this point, I was acting and not thinking at all. I walked up to Tim and gently grabbed his little bulge and rubbed it, and I said " you know that I love you, and you'll always be my man. I wasn't out looking for this, but now that I've been given the opportunity, I don't intend to deny it." Tim opened his mouth as if he was going to protest, but nothing came out. I told Will to get his camera ready. I took Dave by the hand and walked him back out under the lights. I looked up at him and whispered for him to help me undress. I lifted my arms in the air as he pulled my sweater up and off. I'm not thin and I was a little concerned he might be put off by my belly, but I could see his robe beginning to rise. He unzipped my skirt and helped pull it down. Standing there in my white bra and panties, I turned around so he could unhook my bra. Tim just stood there, mouth open, staring at us. As the straps of my bra fell over my shoulders my bra dropped to the floor. My mom tits were exposed for all to see. Dave's eyes grew wide. It turns out he really liked my big chocolate areolas. For anyone wondering, I wear a C cup and my boobs sag naturally. Despite gravity, I'm quite proud of them. They nursed all of my kids. Sometimes I think they're a little bit too much for Tim to handle though lol. Dave's hands made their way to my panties. He slid them down and I was standing there naked as a jaybird, my dark Latina bush unexpectedly seeing daylight. By now the tent in Dave's robe was enormous. I undid his robe and as it dropped to the floor we stood there looking at each other. His very thick manhood stood straight out and has a slight upward curve. It really is majestic to look at. I was dripping by now. Dave led me to the oversized ottoman and I laid back on it with my knees bent up. He positioned himself above me with his cock head rubbing my fuzz. He began rubbing the head of his penis up and down over my hairy slit. My juice began to glisten on his head. Then Dave asked me what I wanted. My answer was short, two words to be exact. "FUCK ME!" And with that Dave plunged into me. I'm pretty sure I uttered two more words "HOLY S H I T" . While all of my boyfriends before Tim were bigger than him, none of them approached Dave's sheer size. I had never used a dildo so Dave was literally invading virgin territory. I just automatically turned myself over to him. He leaned forward and our mouths connected, tongues swirling, holding each other as though we couldn't get close enough. His cock just kept pounding me as I felt the urge to cum. I couldn't fight it off if I had wanted to. I was hit by a huge orgasm unlike any I'd ever felt before. At this point I looked over at Tim with my ragged cum face and yelled "THIS IS HOW A REAL MAN FUCKS!". Not my proudest moment, but to be fair I had this stunning specimen of a man right over me with his huge manly cock buried deep in the far reaches of my vagina. I kind of zoned out for a couple minutes as I got lost in my orgasm and post orgasmic bliss. When I came back to my senses a bit, I looked at Tim and noticed his little bulge was still visible. With Dave still fucking me, I motioned for Tim to come over. With trepidation, he walked over to my side. Dave looked up but never stopped. I looked Tim in the eyes "Take it out" I told him. To my surprise without any hesitation, my husband unzipped his pants and pulled out his little dick. This caught Dave's attention. "That's what you've been working with?" Dave said. I wasn't sure if that was intended for me or Tim but, at the same time both Tim and I responded "Yep". Then Dave started rubbing my clit. That combined with his dick still stretching me out caused me to feel another orgasm coming. Unlike some women, I've never been multiorgasmic. Dave could sense it as I tightened up on his cock. "FUCK DAVE, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!" "SO AM I" Dave responded. "CUM IN ME...PLEASE!" Dave let out a loud roar as he shoved his dick as deep as he could into me releasing his baby-batter far inside me. My pussy flexed on his cock as I managed to somehow have and even bigger orgasm than before. He collapsed on me. I was now lost in orgasm-zone again...
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As I drifted back to earth, Tim was talking to Will. I was in Dave's arms on the ottoman. I realized he was still in me, softer but still well into the no-Tim-zone. As I shifted I felt Dave's heavy snake slide out of me and plop onto me ottoman. I felt our combined juices running out of me. I also noticed Tim was now staring at us and Will had resumed clicking away. I gave Dave a kiss and squeezed his cock. It was covered in our love. Instinctively, I bent down and licked his cock clean. I got up and looked at my husband. He was now smiling looking right in my eyes. "That was amazing!" Tim said. I ran up and hugged him giving him a big kiss. Just as our lips met, I remembered I had just licked Dave's cum off his cock. Keeping with the flow of things, I plunged my tongue into Tim's mouth making him taste Dave's semen and my juices. Tim pulled his head back at first but then relented and allowed his tongue to meet mine. Looking back it really was a special moment for us. This kiss brought my new lover and my husband together in my and Tim's mouths. After the kiss I realized little Timmy was still out. Dave walked over to us and got between us and put his arms around both of us. It was then that I realized he was setting up a photo for Will. It was then that Will gave his only real verbal direction. He said "smile!". Then. CLICK. That last picture shows me naked with Dave naked on my left and my husband, with his little button penis out of his pants on my right. The contrast was amazing. On one hand there is this beautiful brown, athletic body with its impressive manhood then you have a average unathletic white guy with a little pink wiener. Later when we looked at the photo, you could see a drop of cum stuck in the end of my husband's peehole. I should mention that in addition to having a small penis, Tim does not cum very much. Very often he will cum and all he gets is a small amount of semen rising to the tip of his little cockhead. Tim's ejaculations are so weak that his cum doesn't have enough speed to leave the end of his penis. Instead it rises slowly and just sits there at the end. It has to be milked out otherwise it will dry and clog his peehole. As I think about it now I realize how much I needed to be with a real manly man. I don't mean to insult my husband. But, Dave opened a door that Tim never opened.
fender

Will seemed pleased with the photos. He invited Tim and I along with Dave out for dinner. We agreed to meet up at 7 at a local pub. Tim and I had separate cars so we each went home separately. I got home first and was undressing to take a shower when Tim came in. He said he wanted to talk. I got the sense that he wanted a serious conversation about what had transpired earlier. As we were going out to dinner, I didn't want to start a serious conversation. I finished undressing and decided to help him forget about having a conversation. Completely naked I walked up to Tim and gave him a kiss on the cheek. My hand slid down and found his little nub was getting hard. I just said "we have a little time before dinner" and pulled him toward the bed. I began to undress him. As his underwear came down his little, now fully erect, penis was standing at attention. I cupped his balls and dicklet in my hand and asked him how big it was. I'd never asked Tim how big he was before. I wasn't even sure if Tim knew. But he did, Tim said he was a little over four inches. I tend to have a little devil in me so I challenged him and said "let's see about that". I went to the bathroom where I had a small tape measure. Tim hesitated and seemed nervous as I began to measure. Three and three quarter inches! "You're not even four inches Timmy!" He insisted that he'd previously had measurements of four and a quarter inches. I cut him off "It doesn't matter. You're too small for me. That's what matters". Then slowly, enunciating each word I said "Your penis is too small to make your wife happy. Repeat after me Tim". Quietly and with hesitation Tim repeats "My penis is too small to make my wife happy". "Good boy Tim. Does my pussy make you happy Tim". Enthusiastically Tim responded "Yes!"
"Well I'm glad you're satisfied with my body. Would you like to have sex before we go to dinner?"

Tim responded "Absolutely".

I laid back on the bed and Tim jumped on me. I told him to put his little dick in me. I couldn't refrain from laughing when he said he was in me. I honestly couldn't feel him at all. Even Tim laughed. He said he guessed that Dave had really stretched me out. I agreed and then mentioned it was probably also due to the big load Dave left in me. At this moment Tim stopped when the realization hit him that he was fucking another man's semen into me. He seemed frozen. So, I interrupted his thoughts and told him "Tim, I want you to fuck Dave's cum into me". His wheels started spinning. "Marcela you want me to fuck Dave's cum into y...aaaaahhh?!!! Oh s h I t, I came!" And with that, Tim was done. I told my minute-man that was too bad because I had wanted to suck him off. Tim immediately said I still could. I was happy, I didn't tell Tim, but I wanted to taste Dave on Tim's dick. While Tim's size was disappointing, even to suck lol, the taste of Dave did not disappoint. After I'd thoroughly cleaned the outside of my hubby's tiny member, I milked it and got that one sticky globule of Tim's cum to rise to the marble-sized head. With my index finger I scooped it off the head. I reached out to Tim's mouth and said "Open your mouth Timmy". He complied and I wiped his drop of cum on the back of his lower teeth. I made him show it to me by putting it on his tongue. I said " you know what you're going to do with that, don't you?" Tim closed his mouth and swallowed his own semen.
fender

We got showered and ready and headed out to meet Will and Dave for dinner. On the drive Tim confided that he had always wanted to taste his own cum but right before he'd orgasm, he'd get a strong feeling against wanting to taste it. He was glad I took the lead and fed it to him. He was still shocked that I'd ever do what I did but was equally surprised with his own response. He said he was initially angered but once he saw some of the pictures, he became aroused to his surprise. Seeing me lost in my lust apparently awakened his tiny nub lol!

When we got to the restaurant, I noticed Kendra was there. She motion me over to sit by her. There was an open s seat between her and Dave. The other open seat was on the other end of the table so Tim went and sat over there. I have to admit I was embarrassed, knowing that Kendra had likely seen the photos, but, if I'm being perfectly honest, I was also a little bit proud that I, as a married woman, decided to engage in a sexual photo shoot for artistic purposes. I was actually quite proud of the way Dave's dick looked inside of me. The way my nipples were so rigid and our juices glistened. I was also very proud of Tim and his reaction. Dave gave me a big hug and kiss. He hugged me and kissed me just long enough to make it known that he was very comfortable with me in his arms. Looking over, I could see Tim watching us out of the corner of his eye. I wondered what he was thinking. I should mention that Dave smelled amazing. His cologne combined with his natural scent was so masculine. In fact, during dinner, Will talked about how I, with my big hips, my sagging, large breasts, and my flabby belly, really represented the feminine while Dave was a perfect example of the masculine with his tall muscular frame, his chiseled abs, his rounded, but very powerful ass, his deep voice, and of course, his large powerful cock. add to it, his intelligence and the way he dressed and carried himself, and you have a perfect example of a man that women want to be with, and that men want to be. While Tim was in many ways the perfect husband, he was far from the perfect man. He lacked the confidence . The more I think about it, I think Tim's lack of confidence comes from his small penis. It must do wonders to your psyche, knowing that your entire life you will never please a woman with your dick simply because it's too small. Fortunately, Tim was quite skilled with his mouth and fingers. But, I was realizing as I sat there that there was no way I could give up enjoying sex with a real large penis. As we sat there, I was thinking about how I was going to approach the topic with Tim. I was so lost and thought that I didn't realize that Dave had started holding my hand on the table in front of everybody, like we were a couple. It was fun. I was pretty much the star of the show, well me and Dave. But, Will seemed to be most pleased with me. He kept pointing out how natural I was, and how all of my reactions were real and unscripted.

Apparently Will had shown a few of the images to the client and the client was very pleased with them. So much so he sent Will payment in full before receiving all the photos. So, I was surprised when Will handed me an envelope. Inside was $1000! It was kind of a weird feeling. I hadn't even thought about getting paid. I enjoyed myself so much. It almost seemed wrong to accept that money. I decided I would do something very nice for Tim with the money. Will explained that the client was so happy that he wondered if Will might be able to convince Dave and I to do another photo shoot. Still floating high off the excitement of the day, I responded yes almost instantly so quickly in fact that Kendra and Will laughed out loud. Tim just had a surprised look on his face. Will said the client wanted a romantic shoot and also wanted a video made. Will then said that the photoshoot would begin right now. Will had decided that this photo shoot would start as though Dave was proposing to me. From under the table, Will took out his camera and a small box the contained a ring. He told Dave to get down on one knee next to me at the table and to propose to me. Dave gave me a coy look and he stood up and then took a knee in front of me.

"Marcela, will you marry me?"

This series of events had happened so fast I was sucked into its momentum and instantly became giddy and flustered.

"Yes! I'll marry you!"

It almost seemed real because it was such a surprise. We embraced and kissed for what seemed like a minute. It was only towards the end of the kiss, that I realized Will's camera was clicking away. Will, then had us all pose together like our friends were there to witness the event. Will said that the rest of the photo shoot will take place in a few days. It was only as we were getting our jackets on that I realized that Kendra had been shooting a video of the whole thing. As we were walking out, I noticed one of our neighbors out of the corner of my eye. Had she seen what we were doing? This might get weird lol. Dave walked with Tim and I out to our car. Dave was able to endear himself to Tim. It's almost as if he was looking for Tim's permission. I think Tim appreciated this. And then, as we were standing at our car about to get in while finishing up our conversation, Dave hugged me and gave me a deep kiss, practically making out with our tongue's right in front of Tim. Dave's hands were on my ass, pulling me toward him. I could feel his cock pressing against my crotch. His confidence and his touch made me soaking wet. Eventually, the kiss ended. Dave wished me and Tim a good night, and Tim and I were finally alone together...
fender

As we drove home Tim was quiet. One thing I love about him is that he isn't prone to having a bad temper. When upset he usually gets quiet and thoughtful. I did feel bad because I unilaterally decided to continue with the photo shoot and I had essentially replaced Tim as the man in my life right in front of others in public. In my mind, Tim was still the man in my life but I know my actions didn't show that. What I love about Tim is that he doesn't fit any mold. On one hand he's buttoned up like an accountant but he's a great dancer, he's an expert woodworker, and he loves the outdoors, especially fishing and hiking. In bed he's unselfish and makes me cum every time. But, when he enters me, I barely feel anything. In this very personal area he's unable to claim me as his wife. It took Dave to remind me that sometimes I just need to be taken and to feel full. In a way Dave's 'proposal' was real in terms of me accepting him as my husband in bed. All of the great feelings I have when I think about Tim I feel when I think about sex with Dave. As we're driving home I'm thinking about how I want to give Tim a sexy thank you when we get home but as I think about sex, I can't help but think about how Dave made me feel like a woman. I can't help but reminisce about cumming hard while his impressive manhood was far up inside me and how my pussy squeezed his cock as I came. These are feelings I've only felt about Dave and I'd only known him for a day! I guess you could say my feelings were all over the place bouncing back and forth between my long term love and appreciation for Tim and my newfound lust and appreciation for Dave.

I ended our quiet ride home by telling Tim how bad I wanted him and began rubbing him as he drove. When we got to our bedroom I unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees. I expected him to be hard in anticipation of a blowjob but he wasn't. His little circumcised head was barely visible as most of his penis was inside him. I took it in my mouth nonetheless and sucked that little mushroom out of his hiding place. He began to grow hard and soon was at full staff. Mentally I wanted Tim to claim me back as his wife. I was dripping wet rubbing myself with one hand as I slurped on Tim's carrot stick. I told Tim I wanted him to fuck me like I'm his wife. I laid back and Tim climbed on top of me. He rubbed little Timmy on my clit which felt good and then he slid inside me. He began fucking me but within seriously like 10 or 15 seconds he lost his erection. I mean even though Tim doesn't make me cum with his dick, I wanted him to pound me with his tiny guy for a little while to make me feel like he was reclaiming me the best that he could. Instead he shrunk to his 1" flaccid self. Damm I was horny. I needed some kind of release. I made him lay down and I climbed on his face like I was getting on a horse. Facing his feet, with his micro penis in view, I sat in his face and started grinding my pussy over his mouth. Knowing how to eat pussy, Tim's tongue did not disappoint. I was hot but also a little upset that Tim didn't man-up and fuck me. I told my husband that "I wish you would've stayed hard and fucked me." I added "I guess Dave is still my husband when it comes to sex". I heard Tim moan below and guess what? His prepubescent looking dick sprang to life. "Tim, do you like when I talk about Dave fucking me?"

From below "mm hmm". Also my hubby's boyhood was now throbbing.

"Well, since you can't get hard enough to fuck me, I guess Dave will continue to be my sex-husband. He knows how to claim HIS wife!"

With that, Tim shot a load. I mean it actually left the end of his penis and shot about a foot in the air before landing on his stomach...
fender

I'm loving this, it's a great read!
Thank you Fender 😈❤️ x

At this point I was grinding hard on Tim's face. I scooped up his cum on my finger and paused to rub it on my pussy. I then rode his face telling him that my husband likes my pussy clean and that he better lick all of that semen off me. I eventually came all over his face. Tim went to take a shower and I fell asleep thinking about this situation we found ourselves in and especially about my sex-husband;)

The next morning Tim rolled over and I felt his hands and kisses waking me up. All I remember is pushing him away and telling him I was still tired before falling back asleep. What Tim told me I said later was that I was tired AND that my husband doesn't want me messing around with other men lol. I definitely don't remember that but apparently my subconscious has accepted David as being in charge of my sex. Poor Tim

Later that day Will called to provide details about the next photo shoot. It was going to be at a luxury resort a few hours away right on the ocean and it would be for the weekend. Will invited Tim as well and assured us the accommodations would be top notch. Will wanted to confirm that I'd still be ok with having sex with Dave. I assured him I was looking forward to it. He also wanted to speak with Tim. I could hear Tim responding "yes, I'm aware that my wife will be having sex with another man". Then I heard Tim say "uh, ok, sure, I guess.Yeah yeah, I understand. Ok, here she is." And with that Tim gave me the phone. Will let me know that he requested/told Tim that he and I shouldn't have any kind of sexual contact prior to the photo shoot. He wanted us all to be "primed" as he put it. He assured me that Dave had also agreed to abstain from all sexual relations including masturbation. I know it's a bit odd but I pictured Dave masturbating his beautiful big dick and I got excited. This was going to be a difficult 4 days of celibicy. After we hung up, Tim immediately had his hands all over me. I backed away "What are you doing? We literally just made a promise to remain celibate!"

"Oh come on, Will will never know."

"Well, I plan on keeping my promise. You can do whatever you want. I'm going to take a shower. I need to shave my legs."

"Can I watch you?"

"God Tim you're such a little perv. An I emphasize the word little!I don't care."

As I showered, Tim watched and played with his hard little nub. I realized that guys with such small penises can't really 'jerk' their cocks. They more less just wiggle it between their fingers. This made me think of Dave stroking his long shaft. Whereas Tim's weenie can be hidden by his thumb, index, and middle finger, Dave could literally use both hands to grab his cock and there would be more dick sticking out. Soon Tim came and he was back to producing a rising glob of semen that never leaves the end of his dick. Ugh. How did this guy ever manage to make me pregnant 😆
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In the next few days Tim and I had a chance to discuss recent events. He wondered if I'd been dissatisfied with him sexually for our entire marriage. The answer is definitely no. But, there's a but lol. I remember back to when we first had sex. I remember reaching into his pants and grabbing his hard dick. I told him that I was disheartened by his small cock. But, I quickly forgot all about my initial disappointment because he was so good with his mouth and fingers. He made me cum hard the first time we were together. I fell in love with him and his lack of size just became something I didn't think about because I loved all of him. If that meant I had to love his small peter, then so be it. And again, physically he made me cum almost all the time. So my itch was generally scratched...for the most part. Sometimes when I'd masturbate I'd think about other guys I'd been with. In all I've probably been with 30-40 different men in my life. It's kind of funny thinking that I married the one with the smallest penis of all of them. None were like Dave. A few were nearly as long but not as thick. One I remember being just as thick but not long at all. The one I'd fantasize about the most, I never even had sex with. I've only been to a strip club twice in my life. Once when I was maybe 21. After that I swore I'd never go to one again. The men just seemed like slimeballs. I couldn't see how any of the women were attracted to those arrogant, gross dudes. Then years later at an old job, I was out with a group of women from the office for dr I n ks after work. One of them insisted we leave the bar and go to a strip club. Not wanting to be uppity or prudish, I kind of had to go. I was generally unimpressed with the male dancers at this club too. Admittedly they were a few notches above the other club I'd been to years before. But I still got a dirty feeling from them. And not the good kind of dirty, the germ-y kind of dirty feeling. I was working on an exit strategy when the next dancer took the stage. My attention diverted to him instantly. He was unlike all the other male dancers. He seemed out of place. And, by the way he was absolutely gorgeous. He looked to be Latin, and was tall, maybe 6'2" or 6'3". His face was perfect with a jaw that was both chiseled and soft at the same time. He had beautiful dark brown eyes. What I remember most is his body, easily an 11 out of 10! He had slim but muscular swimmers-type body. His abs were rigid and he had a Latino ass that I still think about sometimes when I'm masturbating. Oddly he was the only dancer that didn't remove his thong. The rest of the dancers were waving their dicks around but not Eric. That's right, I remember his name;). Eric seemed like a deer in the headlights. Despite being in a very small thong, he seemed almost shy. I remember thinking at the time what our ch i l d re n might look like after he impregnated me 😆. Whatever it was that he had, I was hooked. Despite not removing his thong, it was obvious that he had a huge dick. I have fantasized about him dozens of times both when alone and occasionally when I'm with Tim. I was so enthralled that about a week later I snuck back to that club to see him again. To my disappointment, he wasn't there. I asked the manager and she said he had only worked there for 3 or 4 days before quitting. He had told her that he just didn't like stripping. The manager told me she tried to convince him to stay because he was very good for business. Indeed he apparently made much more than the other guys and they were getting jealous. She said it was probably better that he left because it helped avoid problems with the other employees and because he was almost just too nice. I've often imagined what I'd say to him if I'd ever seen him. In my mind I'm pretty sure I'd decided I'd try to sl e e p with him if I ever got the chance. In a way, I'd already decided I was going to cheat on Tim...sort of. I mean the likelihood of me meeting, seducing, and fucking a stripper that I'd seen once over 12 years ago was basically zero. So, I wasn't really going to cheat. Of course, then I was introduced to Dave...
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With the exception of Tim's little perv-out session, we remained sex-free. We each took Friday off and headed to the resort. Both Tim and I were nervous that this was actually happening but we each took turns bringing the other down to earth by pointing out that Dave and I had already been together. The resort is beautifully nestled near the cliff overlooking the ocean. Will met us as we arrived. He had the valet grab our bags and said we could get something to d r I n k while we waited for Dave to arrive. Will explained how he wanted the backstory to be that Dave had won me and my heart from my fiancé only weeks before our planned wedding. Some scenes would be the backstory and some would be current including the wedding ceremony and honeymoon at the resort. Will asked Tim if he'd be interested in making a cameo. Tim answered with a confident "Um, yeah, sure, I guess." Will quietly asked me if I'd be open to anal sex. I instantly responded "No thank you!" Tim had wanted to do anal and we did try it once but even just using his finger, it was painful to have him fingering my ass. I explained that I didn't like it. Will assured us that wasn't a problem. Our first scene would be part of the backstory. Tim and I would be taking a short weekend trip about a month before our wedding. Will's style was to explain the scenario but to let us decide dialogue and actions. Tim and I were both impressed with his confidence in allowing things to flow as naturally as possible. I looked up and saw Dave getting out of his car. Instinctively I ran to him and threw my arms around him. With a big smile he kissed me and then greeted the others.
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We all went to the lounge so Will could go over what we'd be doing. First, Will asked if we'd all kept our promise to abstain from any kind of sexual activity. I think I embarrassed Tim when I let everyone know that he had played with himself while I took a shower. Will started to say something, then paused, then smiled, and said, in a humorous yet devious tone "Well Tim, you broke your promise, so you'll have to be punished. I really should have thought of this before."

"Thought of what?" I asked.

Will said that Tim would have to spend the weekend s l e e p I n g in his own room. He said that since this photo shoot was supposed to be about me and Dave getting married, that it only made sense to have Dave and I share a room for the weekend. I must admit my smile beamed from ear to ear when I heard this. Tim, not so much lol.

"The punishment fits the crime Timmy" I blurted out.

Will went on to describe the backstory for the first scene that we would shoot. Tim and I would be spending a weekend at the hotel about a month before our wedding. It would take place at the indoor pool. Will had tipped the manager and gotten him to agree to let us use the pool after hours. The pool closed at 10 PM. We were allowed to use it from 10:30 PM until 4:30 AM if needed. Will went on to explain that there was a basketball team from Europe, staying at the hotel. They were in town for some tournament. Will had spoken with players and had offered them the opportunity to be extras in his film. The idea for the shoot was that this hotel offered clothing-optional adults only access to the pool after hours. Tim and I would go to the pool where some of the people there were naked swimming and partying. Dave would be one of the players on the team for purposes of the story. Will said he had agreements from seven or eight players to be in the shoot. Will had promised them a steak dinner and all the d r I n k s they can consume during the shoot. A few of them had brought their wives or girlfriends with them and said they would bring them along. My job for the story was to convince Tim that I wanted to party at the pool. I would definitely want to go nude with the other people. Will said Tim could go nude if he wanted to but didn't have to. He basically said this is where I meet Dave for the first time and realize there's an attraction between us. With that, Will dismissed us letting us know that we can bill our food and d r I n k s to our room number, and then he would make sure it was covered. He asked us all to meet at the indoor pool at 10:30 PM. Until then, our time was free. Just continue to abstain from any sexual activity. We all agreed. Dave and I were on the top floor in a suite. Tim was on the second floor. I gave Tim a kiss and left holding hands with Dave as we went off to our room.
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As Dave and I rode the elevator up to our room, I felt guilty about leaving Tim to stay in a room by himself. I'm not sure if it was that we were on the same wavelength or if Dave could sense something in me, but he said why don't we call Tim and have him come up here? We can go over what will be doing in the scene and just hang out for a little bit. We have a few hours until dinner and several hours before we have to be at the shoot. I told Dave that was a great idea but that I wanted to take a quick shower and then maybe a brief nap since we were going to be up late tonight. I decided to take a nap first and set my phone for one hour. Dave laid down next to me and cuddled me in his arms. He didn't try anything. I was happy to see that he wanted to adhere to Will's rules as well. The next thing I know my alarm was going off as I woke up, I realized that Dave was asleep behind me. I giggled because I realized that he had a hard-on that was pushing into the back of my shorts. Not wanting to be tempted, I got out of bed quickly and quietly and jumped into the shower. About three minutes into my shower Dave came walking into the bathroom.

" hey s l e e p y h e a d, it's nice of you to finally wake up!" I told him.

"I've really got to pee. Do you mind if I use the toilet while you're taking a shower?"

I told him to go ahead. I'm not going to lie. I peeked. I was enthralled with just watching him handle his big member as he urinated. He had a very strong stream and it seemed to last for a minute or more. For the first time, there was something slightly erotic about a man peeing. I'd seen Tim pee dozens of times and never found it to be erotic at all.

I finished my shower. Although I really wanted to be naked around Dave I chose to keep a towel on. He said he wanted to take a shower as well so he jumped in while I got ready. It was at this time that I called Tim and told him to come up to our room. Tim and I think alike because I woke him up from his nap.
When I let Tim in I was still in my towel and Dave was still in the shower. I told Tim to come to the bathroom with me so I could finish getting ready while we talked. Hearing me, Dave shouted "hey Tim". I decided that with all three of us there, I could get ready naked like I usually do. I mean you have to be naked to moisturize anyway. Tim was used to this and he rubbed lotion on my back like he normally does. Dave finished up in the shower and stepped out to dry off. He didn't bother to cover up either. There was something I can only describe as an erotic tension as this man that was going to fuck me and I stood only feet apart, nude, as we got ready, in front of my husband. I caught Tim looking at Dave's giant swinging dong multiple times heehee. Dave used coconut oil as his lotion and it made his body glisten. I couldn't wait to taste some of that coconut oil later!

Dave asked Tim if he was really ok with this. Tim said that if he asked him a week ago he'd have said hell no. But that he was flabbergasted when he saw the pictures initially and loved seeing how happy being with Dave made me. He told Dave, "If my wife wants to be with you, then I'm all for it." Tim also admitted that seeing Dave in me was one of the hottest things he's ever seen.

We talked about the upcoming scene and Dave asked Tim if he'd be getting naked. Tim said no and deflected by saying it was really about you and Marcela. Dave gave me a look. We both knew Tim really was ashamed of his tiny penis. There's no way he'd want to be filmed near Dave and his big dick. The contrast would be too much. Dave asked me to rub coconut oil on his back. I happily obliged. Standing naked behind Dave I rubbed the oil on his back and then gave his ass a slap when I was done. Dave spun around quickly and his hand was instantly under my pubic mound applying gentle upward pressure. "Don't!" He said. "Save it for the scene." he added. God this guy knows how to build up sexual tension! Tim just sat there, eyes wide open, witnessing two lovers strengthening their bond. Knowing we'd have to change for the scene, we threw on casual clothes and decided to go down for dinner.
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The three of us had dinner. We all ate lightly for obvious reasons. I decided to have two d r I n k s. I felt this was a good way to loosen up without getting seriously buzzed. Dave and Tim didn't d r I n k. The discussion was mostly just learning about each other. Turns out Dave also loves to fish. It's funny to think about my husband sharing fish stories with a guy that was going to fuck his wife. After dinner Dave and I went back to our room. We invited Tim but he declined saying we should spend some time alone before the shoot. I realized at that time how much I love him. Tim knew that Dave and I would need to connect mentally and emotionally before connecting physically. Dave and I went back to the room. He asked me what I was going to wear. I had brought a bikini and showed it to him. I normally wear a one piece suit to cover up my stretch marked mommy tummy. But I was high on confidence after the events of the last week and I figured no one wants to see me fumbling to take off a one piece. So before we left I bought a dark maroon bikini. It wasn't super revealing but it was a string bikini. I figured it would be easier to untie the strings than it would be to drop it and step out. Dave asked if I'd try it on for him. It felt like the perfect time to give him a show. I began to dance as seductively as I could, wearing my white cotton women's t-shirt and blue jeans. I was wearing open toed heels. At this point I should mention two things, one, I love, and I mean love, shoes. I've loved shopping for, getting, and wearing new shoes since I was a little g i r l. And number two, while I've learned to love the rest of my body, I've always loved my feet. I've been told by men and women that I have very sexy feet. I always keep them manicured and love showing them off if I'm being perfectly honest. Sadly, Tim is not a guy with a foot fetish. In fact, and this is one thing I really don't like about my husband (aside from his small penis haha) is that Tim actually is disgusted by feet, all feet, including mine. Anyway I danced and I really wanted to tease Dave. I would lift up my shirt showing my belly and then a little higher exposing my white bra. Turning around I'd shake my ass at him, even rubbing it on his lap for a second. As I kept dancing I lifted and pulled off my shirt tossing it away. I was really getting into this. Dave helped because I could see that he was genuinely enjoying the private show. In my bra and jeans I spun around and lowered my chest towards Dave's face, shaking my 50 year old boobs just for him. Like every female stripper I've ever seen in a movie, I turned my back to him while undoing my bra, bra straps falling off my shoulders. My hands cupped my breasts as I turned around teasing Dave. I could feel his desire for me. That feeling was driving me to continue as I unbuttoned my jeans and exposing my tits. I spun and with my back to him again, I bent forward essentially pointing my ass at him while I lowered my jeans. It was at this time that I realized I wasn't wearing sexy underwear. I had a simple pair of white cotton panties on. Oh well. I felt a sense of pride as I was able to get out of the jeans in a relatively sexy (IMO) manner. Bending over again with my ass pointing at Dave I lowered the back of my underwear exposing my ass. Then I decided I'd face him and lower the panties to the floor. I wanted him to see me in all my glory. I craved to stand before him naked. I turned facing him, I lowered my panties and let them drop. There I stood nude before my lover, only for my lover to examine. I took one step toward him. My shoe caught on my underwear. Panicking I stepped back, again catching my underwear. I must've looked like a cartoon. With my underwear around my ankles I took two or three micro, penguin-like steps forward, then backwards before falling on my ass. Dave had jumped up to try to help but just as he was about to grab me, I stepped backwards and fell. It was clear that only my pride was hurt. Without missing a beat, Dave got up and began dancing like a male stripper. He now began to strip and was exaggerating all the classic male stripper moves while making obnoxious facial gestures. While I had almost started laughing at myself for being a klutz, I was laughing at Dave's silly performance. There I was sitting on the floor wearing only open toed heels and a pair of mom panties around my ankles while my sex-husband was doing his best to make me forget about the embarrassment I had just caused myself. He was down to his boxer briefs and his bulge was bouncing around in them like an angry bull in a pen just before the bull rider's gate is opened. He shook it in such a way that the size and weight of his endowment was able to slowly pull down his underwear without using his hands. Soon he was more naked than me. Moving his hips just right he began to spin his cock as he walked towards me. Now his spinning penis is maybe three inches from my face. It was almost h y p n o t i c watching it spin from my forehead to my right cheek, to my chin, to my left cheek and back up again in about a second, over and over. I swear he knew it was mesmerizing to me because just as I was getting lulled into some sort of lustful stupor, he rocked his hips forward and his giant balls bounced off my chin jolting my head up and freeing me from my stupor. Our eyes connected, he pointed at me and then at his eyes and said

"My eyes are up here!" We both burst out laughing as he helped me up and gave me a giant hug. He then bent down and helped me SAFELY step out of my panties. We continued to hug for... let's say not long enough.
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After that amazing skin-to-skin hug Dave gave me a kiss and we both started getting ready. I needed to freshen my makeup. We got dressed. I put my bikini on and wore a cute cover up that looked like a sundress. Tim called and said he'd meet us at the pool. I asked what he was wearing. He said he had his new navy swim trunks on, a white tank top and a cabana shirt over that. After connecting with Dave I was looking forward to giving Tim a big hug and kiss. I was also starting to get nervous. What the hell was I thinking? The thing with Dave was beautiful and spontaneous. Yes, I feel a connection to him but I've known him for less than a week. Is this connection real or contrived? It seems real. I'm generally a good judge of character and I feel that our connection is genuine. I'm going to have to go with that because I'm holding his hand walking down to be filmed fucking him! Tim jumped in the elevator on our way down. I was holding Dave's hand. With my other hand I reached out and held Tim's. Together we exited the elevator and walked toward the pool. Will was there and so were the extras. My god they were tall. Dave is maybe 6'3" or 6'4" and each of the players were noticeably taller than him. At 5'3 I felt I was among giants. There were 7 guys and 4 women. There was a beautiful but not huge pool and a large hot tub. Four of the men were nude. The others wore those skimpy European men's swimsuits. Not speedos but like really short and tight boxer briefs. One woman wore a thong bikini, one wore only a thong bottom and the other two were completely nude. All of them were tall, beautiful...and young. My god, if I were Dave, I'd ask to fuck one of them instead lol. All of the extras were playing volleyball in the pool. Tim was wide-eyed. I asked him if he wanted to change his mind and go naked. I was met with a very quick "Nah". Kendra was there already filming. Will had some cameras set up and apparently could control them with remote controls. Will walked us over to the edge of the pool. He explained how he only needed the extras for the first part. He began to introduce us to the extras.

"This is Marcela. This is Dave. They are the stars of our little production. And this is Tim, Marcela's real-world husband." With that he told us to assume our roles. Dave took off his trunks and went to join the team in the pool. After all he was supposed to be a player. Kendra pointed the camera at Tim and me.

Me: "come on honey. You only live once, it's clothing optional. Let's give it a try. Look all these other people are naked or near naked. No one will care."

Tim: "ehh, I don't think so. I really don't have a need to be naked in public".

Me: "Borrrring!"

Tim: "well if you want to get naked so bad, go ahead"

Me: "Really, do you actually mean that?"

Tim: "Yeah...go for it"

And with that I asked Tim to undo the back of my bikini top. Holding the cups over my breasts I gave him one more chance to tell me not to do it. He just grinned. And with that I let my top fall to the pool deck. No one even noticed. Then I untied my bottom and it too found itself laying on the deck.

"Look Tim, no one even notices me standing here naked. And with that comment I was struck with an idea. I quickly pulled Tim's trunks down exposing his shriveled manhood to everyone. Suddenly ALL eyes were on us. At least one of the players laughed, the other men and women began to laugh amongst themselves. One of the women even pointing at Tim and holding up her index finger about an inch from her thumb. Tim scrambled to pull up his trunks and his embarrassment. Dave, who was closest to us, nodded to us and uttered the same line he said when he first saw Tim's shame.

"That's what you've been working with?"

And for the second time in a week, Tim and I both responded at the same time

"Yep."

With that, everyone began to laugh out loud.

"Come on Timmy, the hard part is over. Everyone has seen it, you might as well show them you're man enough to own what you've got."

Tim, ever the competitor, was not going to be proven a coward. He dropped his trunks and stood proud with his little man for all to see. With that, Tim ran and dove into the deep end. He then joined the volleyball game in progress. Dave, still closest to me was up to his knees in the water. His big hanging penis tip touching the surface. Dave, leaving the game, then began small talk .

Dave: "Got to give it to your little man, he's got big balls"

Me: "Well he does and he doesn't..."

Dave: (laughing) "yeah I guess you're right. You guys married?"

Me: "we're engaged. We're supposed to get married next month."

Dave: "congratulations, but will he even be able to consummate the marriage? S h I t, sorry, that was rude. Seriously, um s h I t". Dave is now looking down. Then he notices something that diverts his attention: "Wow! You've got some seriously pretty feet. I mean Wow! Little man is lucky as hell to be with someone as hot as you with such perfect feet"

Me: "aren't you with any of these beautiful women?"

Dave: No, my fiancé and I split up a little over a year ago. She left me for a shorter, heavier, less wealthy, guy with a sma... um...er...ugh"

Me: "With a smaller dick?"

Dave: (laughing) "yeah exactly. I mean what the hell?!"

Me: "So, ...um...er...ugh"

Dave: "How big is it?"

Me: (embarrassed) "yeah, how big is that thing?"

Dave: "about 6" like it is now and 9.5" when it's...functional. Hey aren't you tired of standing there. Why don't you come in the pool? If not the pool, how about the hot tub?"

Me: "hot tub? now you're talking!"

With that we made our way to the hot tub. Dave stepped in first and held my hand as I got in. We talked about how this was our first time ever being nude in public. I thanked him for making me feel comfortable. He said Tim should be thanking me for helping him overcome his fear. He talked about how it's important to accept ourselves as we are, even if that means accepting that we have a small dick that could never please a woman. He then apologized again saying he sometimes puts his foot in his mouth. I confessed that Tim's dicklet doesn't satisfy me but that he's a real pro with his mouth and fingers. I admitted that I too often say and do things I shouldn't do. "Like now" I said. "I'd love to see IT when it's... um fully functional"

Dave: "well since we're both putting our feet in our mouths, why don't you put your pretty foot in my mouth and you just might see 9.5""

I looked over and everyone was still playing volleyball. I raised my foot up and Dave took hold of it with his giant hand and slowly raised it up to meet his mouth. Suddenly my big toe was in his mouth and he was licking between my toes. It felt so dirty and exhilarating to be doing this with Tim so close. Soon I spotted Dave's chocolate head rising out of the water. My god his dick head was as long as Tim's dick and was easily 4x thicker. It rose majestically above the surface. Dave was now licking the soles of my feet. It seemed perfectly natural that I reach out and take hold of this trophy. After all, I made it rise up. Why shouldn't I get the prize? As I stroked him, he grew some more. I couldn't come close to getting my hand around it. Dave put my foot down and reached out and began to gently caress my breasts. I was in heaven. He asked me if I was worried about Tim seeing us. I flatly responded "no. If he sees, then he sees. I'm pretty sure everyone will understand."

I bent down and tried to take Dave into my mouth. I struggled to get the head in and sucked him for a minute or so. Then he said he wanted to see my ass. He told me to get on my knees on the edge of the hot tub and to face my husband and the others playing volleyball. I obliged him. My big Latina ass was now out of the water facing Dave. I was watching my small-dicked fiancé play volleyball while Dave spread my ass cheeks and quickly buried his tongue in my asshole. My hand instinctively reached down and began rubbing my pussy as Dave probed my shithole with his long tongue. Jesus, even his tongue was long! Then Dave began rubbing my pussy from behind. I was getting very wet and I needed to feel him inside me. Then he asked me, if I wanted him to fuck me right here in front of my fiancé and everyone?

"Yes, PLEASE FUCK ME!"

Dave slid his tool into me gently at first allowing me to get used to his size. Each slow stroke seemed to go in just a little further. Soon all 9.5" were touching parts Tim would never touch. I was getting fucked by a well endowed black man in public and in front of my fiancé. I couldn't hold back any more and I moaned loudly. Suddenly everyone that was playing volleyball was now looking at me and my new lover. I'm on all fours and Dave is behind me pistoning himself in and out of me. His big, low hanging balls kept bouncing off my clit as I began to cum.

Ahhhhh!!!

Tim: "Marcela, what are you doing?!"

Dave: "Tell your fiancé what you're doing."

Me: "I'm getting fucked properly for once! Everyone here sees what you've got! Tim, this is Dave, and he's deep inside me, making me his woman!"
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Everyone was staring at Dave and me doing what nature intended. Obviously there was no comparison between Tim and Dave. With Tim, my pussy was something I gave him because I loved him and I wanted to show my appreciation. With Dave, I needed him to take my pussy. I wanted Dave to use any part of me as he wished, as long as I got to feel him inside me. My god he was deep. I didn't notice immediately that a few staff members were now watching the free show. One was the guy that took Tim's and my bags to our room when we arrived. Now he was watching me take it from behind while Tim stood there naked. At this point I noticed Tim's mirco penis was pointing straight out, all 3.75, thin, little inches. Looking Tim right in the eye, I said "you like this don't you Timmy? You like seeing Dave claim my pussy in front of you? Tim was about to say something, he paused, looked down at his little stiffy, and just looked back up at me. Dave chimed in "she's my woman now; just look at her face. You ever seen her make this face before?" It's as though Dave knew he was about to make me cum again. He synced extra hard thrusts with each of his last four words "MAKE- THIS-FACE-BEFORE" causing me to let out a low register, deeply a n I m a l I s t I c, guttural moan. I know Tim had definitely never heard me moan like that before because I didn't know I was capable of making a noise like that. As my second orgasm caused my pussy to tighten around Dave's deeply embedded cock, Dave yelled out "I'm going to cum" I managed to respond "Unload in me!" Before Dave roared and thrusted hard, unloading his semen deep inside me. Our finale must have slapped our audience back to reality. Suddenly they were dispersing and looking anywhere but at Dave and me. Only Tim remained standing there. He looked at me and then turned around and walked away. It was only then that I realized Will and Kendra were still there filming and photographing. Dave was holding my hips, still in me, as I felt him softening a bit. At this point I began to sink back down to earth. I wanted more than anything to just cuddle up with Dave under the covers. But we weren't in bed, we were on a concrete pool deck. Suddenly I realized my 50 year old knees were hurting. Dave finally plopped out of me. His cum still had a way to travel before it would see any kind of light. Dave got out and helped me up. We wrapped towels around ourselves, grabbed our previously discarded swimsuits from the deck and headed back to our room. I couldn't wait to get there. This was a lot of fun. But, both times I was with Dave, it was in front of others and a camera. The most fun I've had with him was when we were goofing around by ourselves in the room before the shoot when I fell. Now we don't have to abstain. I just really wanted to be alone with him now. As we made our way upstairs, I could sense the staff looking at us. Word must've gotten around lol. Finally we made it up to our room. I so very much wanted to collapse on the bed but Dave suggested we take a shower to get off the chlorine. He started a nice and hot shower. We got in and took our time washing each other. He thanked me and told me he was genuinely attracted to me in all ways. Then he gave me a long deep kiss. We made out hugging under that hot shower for several minutes. His hands keeping my ass pulled tight against him. Mr. Big did begin to grow but he just moved it aside so we could keep our bodies together. That kiss was amazing. Most importantly, it was ours alone. We got out, dried off, and applied moisturizer to each other. Then holding my hand, Dave walked me to bed. Naked, we lay together, falling asleep in an embrace. I woke up just before 9am and I had to pee. As I lifted the covers to crawl back into bed I could see Dave's flaccid penis laying there, still asleep, like its owner; such a majestic sight I wanted to wrap my mouth around him and wake up his chocolate rod. I did just that. Carefully I leaned forward so my mouth was inches from the tip. Mouth opened, I leaned a bit closer and sucked the head into my mouth, slowly working my way down his shaft. Well before his owner, Rod began to wake up, filling my mouth. For the next couple minutes, using only my mouth, I sucked to life the cock that gave me so much joy. Adding one hand to the base for control, I used my other hand to gently massage those big, cum filled testicles. Mr. Dave was starting to wake up. When he opened his eyes I wanted his first sight to be of my mouth wrapped around his cock. He began to pump his manhood into my mouth and throat. Soon his hands were holding my head and he began to skull fuck me. My head was now just an instrument for his pleasure as he thrusted in and out of my head. He wasn't wasting time. Faster and faster he pumped and suddenly he f o r c e d my head all the way down and blasted my throat with his baby batter. The smile on his face told me I had done good. I loved how he used my head for his primal pleasure. I proudly swallowed his load and we both drifted back off to s l e e p.
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We were awakened to the sound of knocking. Dave, clearly not fully awake, went to, and opened, the door wearing only his beautiful birthday suit. He welcomed in a somewhat surprised Tim. Suddenly sensing my own nudity, I pulled up the covers. In a strange way it seemed that I was instinctively preserving my body for Dave, as though Tim had not earned the right to have me walk around naked. My brain was clearly doing cartwheels because then I thought, what the hell?! This is my husband, he's seen me naked thousands of times, why am I covering up? I was after all genuinely excited to see my husband. I jumped out from under the covers and ran to Tim giving him a big hug and kiss. "Do you guys ever wear clothes?" Tim asked. Without missing a beat Dave replied "Rarely." I asked Tim how he slept. He admitted it was a rough night because he's used to having me by his side and due to the events of the night before. He admitted he couldn't stop thinking about. As Tim described it, he was two thirds excited and one third frightened watching Dave and me. He never thought seeing me with another man would excite him. At the same time he was fearful that he wasn't providing me with everything a husband should. Dave, building on what he had told me the night before in the hot tub, pointed out that we all need to accept who we are, good or bad. He asked Tim if he felt better after I had pantsed him in front of everyone. Tim acknowledged that after the initial awkwardness of being exposed, that it did feel freeing not to have that fear of having his secret shame discovered. Dave added that by accepting that his tiny penis couldn't please his wife, Tim was able to provide her the satisfaction she deserved by stepping back and allowing another man to provide that important service. He asked Tim to look at me. "Does she seem upset with you?" Tim replied that I looked just the opposite, I looked to be very content and happy. "Exactly. Marcela is happy because you recognized that you can't fuck her the way she needs to be fucked. And, instead of being a jealous and angry baby about it, you've allowed her the freedom to get what she needs elsewhere. See Tim? You have provided her with what she needs. Tim smiled and reached out to shake Dave's hand. "I get it" Tim said. I suddenly got a naughty idea. I pointed out to Tim that two thirds of us were naked and asked if he'd mind taking off his clothes. He paused, seemingly because he couldn't find a logical argument to counter my request. Soon Tim joined our nudity. "Tim, I really want you to get off right now. Now, would you prefer to jump in bed with me and fuck me? Or, would you rather play with yourself watching Dave fuck me?" I could see the tension building in Tim's face. Tiny Tim was now standing at attention. "Tim do you want to reclaim your wife or watch her lover take her in front of you?" Tim's dicklet was now throbbing. "Tim, I'll admit it, I want you to grab me and take what's yours. But, I think you're trying to fight the truth, that you want to watch your wife get satisfied by a stud. You want to watch Dave claim my body as his property while he gives me what you can't!" That was it, little Tim erupted and shot a globule of cum on to the floor.
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Very nice! and it's good to see a story where the bull is a decent guy and not some cold-hearted jerk, or worse

Mr Fire
Yeah I'm not a fan of stories like that. Also can't stand stories where the husband is a spineless wimp. Most people have some redeeming qualities.
fender

Wow! Love this detailed story into embracing the Hotwife lifestyle!

john32804
Thank you!
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"Well, I guess we have our answer. You'd rather watch me claim your wife than take her yourself." Dave offered. Dave stepped to me. "Tim you need to accept a simple truth. Who does Marcela's pussy belong to?" Tim looked at me and then told Dave that I'm my own woman and that my pussy belongs to me. "Nice try Tim. Yeah Your wife has control over her body, but she can choose to give it to someone else. Marcela, who owns your pussy?" "Dave, you own my body. You can use me however you like." "And Marcela, what do you want right now?" "I want to give myself to you in front of my husband so he understands that I'm yours." Tim protested saying we barely even know him and that this could have unintended consequences. It was nice to see Tim putting up some kind of fight for me. I told him he might be right but that in my heart I believe Dave is a good man and that I'm going to follow that feeling.

Dave: "Tim, Marcela said you're good with your mouth. Marcela, lay back on the bed, and tell Tim what you wish Tim could do to you."

Me: "Honey, I wish your dick was bigger and I wish you could fuck me longer. Your dick just doesn't do anything for me. Come here and use your mouth on me. Tim approached my pussy. "Tim, whose pussy is this?"

Tim: "It's mine"

Me: covering my pussy with my hands "Wrong answer"

Tim: "It's Dave's"

Me: "So ask Dave if you can eat me out"

Tim: "Dave, I want to eat my wife's pussy. May I?"

Dave: "you can, but you have to follow two rules. First, you're not allowed to fuck your wife for the rest of the weekend. Second you need to ask her to suck my cock while you eat her out."

With that, Dave put his cock in Tim's face. He told Tim to hand his cock to me. Tim hesitated but slowly raised his hand to Dave's snake. Grabbing hold he looked at me.

Tim: "honey will you suck Dave's cock so I can go down on you?" He offered me Dave's penis.

Me: "I already sucked him once this morning but I'll gladly do it again."

Dave: "Hey, don't go telling him about what we do in private. But yeah, I woke up this morning with your wife's mouth around my dick."

Tim handed me Dave and, looking directly into Tim's eyes, I opened my mouth and took in the head of Dave's dick. My eyes still locked in on Tim's. Lifting it up, I ever so slowly licked the underside from the base up towards the tip. I continued to hold my husband's gaze as I bent my head and lifted Dave's majestic balls up. With my tongue reaching as far back as I could, I ran my tongue over Dave's testicles. I wanted Tim to see how much I wanted this. Tim goes down and starts working his magic. This time around Dave is letting me work his rod. Tim has his eyes on me the whole time.

Dave: "Tim you like seeing your bride slobbering on my dick?"

Tim: "mmm...yes...mmm"

Tim reached down and started playing with himself. Dave told Tim there was one more rule. Tim can't cum until after Dave and I are done. He told Tim to stop playing with his dick.

Dave: "Tim, stop playing with your clit. Focus on my wife's pussy. "

God it was so hot hearing Dave claim me as his wife. I grabbed Tim's head and pulled his face tight against my...I mean Dave's pussy and by I began to grind on his face. Soon I was on the verge of cumming. I rubbed my juices all over Tim's face as I came. I had to push Tim's face away as my sensitivity shot through the roof. I really wanted to feel Dave in me again.

"I want my husband to fuck me"

Tim looked up.

"...with his big black dick" I added.

Dave directed Tim to go sit in the lounge chair and told him that as long as he's quiet and doesn't play with himself, he can watch Dave and I making love. Dave assumed his rightful place in bed with me and he kissed me tenderly. We made out like teenagers for a few minutes while my clit sensitivity calmed down and my desire to be fucked, by Dave specifically, began to increase. His hand picked up where Tim left off. With gentle pressure at first he rubbed my mound and I began to grind on his hand. One, then two fingers slid into me. With one hand I stroked my lover's cock. I made sure Tim had a good view. For his part, Tim remained quiet and intently focused on our foreplay blinking only rarely. I think Tim was more fascinated by Dave's dick than I was. I really needed to feel Dave inside me. I whispered "please fuck me" in his ear. He climbed on top of me. We were going to do this as husband and wife, missionary style, looking at each other. Then Tim blurted out "what about a condom?!" Dave reminded him to be quiet. But Tim did have a point. At about 6 months shy of 51, I hadn't had anything that would resemble a period for almost a year. It had been about 11 months since I had a somewhat normal period. I had all the symptoms of menopause, hot flashes, insomnia (although I was finding I'd s l e e p like a baby after having sex with Dave!) and random bouts of sweating. So far I was lucky enough to avoid depression. But, I had heard horror stories about women getting pregnant one or even two years after their last period. I did NOT want that kind of surprise so I had made Tim wear condoms after I let my birth control pills run out. I told him it would only be for about two years. Funny side note, we had to special order Tim's condoms due to his need for xxx small. I had already let Dave cum in me twice and frankly I'd never want to wrap that stallion up. I was going to take my chances with Dave and I told this to Tim. Tim asked if he would still have to wear condoms. I told him he definitely would. I'm not sure how Tim took it, but I meant it in the best possible way. Meanwhile, Dave's cock was rubbing my slit with that big head, putting pressure on my clit. He sunk into me and I let loose a loud moan. If anyone was in the hallway or adjacent room, they definitely heard me. I can best describe this session as lovemaking. Dave was very passionate. He kept his body close to mine which put pressure on my clit. That combined with his long cock rubbing all sides of my vagina and his luscious tongue probing my mouth caused me to have a deep orgasm. Dave asked Tim how it felt seeing his wife cum on another man's cock. My smart Tim was learning. He responded:

"She's not my wife, she's your wife"

"That's right" Dave said. "She used to be your wife until I took her from you. But I didn't steal you did I Marcela?"

"No, you earned me. I came with you willingly. Look Tim, it's not your fault you were born with an inferior penis. You're amazing in so many areas but making me feel like a woman sexually isn't one of your strengths. Dave just made me cum with his cock in no time flat and he hasn't even cum yet. I'm guessing he wants to unload in me before we all go down to meet Will and Kendra for lunch. Isn't that right honey?"

Dave: "I'm going to unload in you, and maybe even impregnate you. Now roll over, get on all fours and face your ex husband. I want him looking in your eyes as I seed you"

I'm already gushing as he enters me from behind. All 9+ inches are probing me as I lock eyes with Tim. Dave is absolutely claiming me from Tim right now now. When we were in the missionary position we were making love. But in this doggy position, I'm his bitch and this is a power fuck. He's claiming me as his bitch. He's slamming me hard, his balls are slapping my clit. Later Tim would tell me that Dave was also looking directly into his eyes. Dave was establishing his dominance over us while I was confirming my choice of a new mate. Dave was pommeling me at a furious pace. I could feel him building to an orgasm. "This bitch is mine! Ughhhhhhh". Dave released the cum that was causing him tension. He succeeded in claiming me from my old mate and he bred me in front of him to ensure he knew who I belonged to now.
I suddenly had an urge to mark the occasion.

"Tim lie down on the floor." He complied.
"Tim by now you're aware that Dave can have me whenever he wants right?"

"Yeah, I'm aware"

"And Dave, you're aware that I can have Tim service me to the best of his abilities when you're not around right?"

"Of course"

"Well to mark this occasion and bind this verbal contract, Tim I want you to eat Dave's cum from me to prove your acceptance of Dave's dominance over us."

I stood over Tim's head facing his feet. I squatted down as though I had to pee, I spread my pussy lips and watched Tim instinctively open his mouth just as the first bits of Dave's semen dripped into his mouth. Tim held firm allowing more and more of Dave's love to fall into his mouth. Tim closed his mouth pausing, and then swallowed that mouthful of spunk. I chimed in "Maybe if you swallow enough of that your little guy will grow some." I then dropped my pussy down and reminded Tim that my husband likes my lady bits to be clean. My dear little Timmy worked his magic and left my pussy looking like new...albeit a little sore.
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At lunch Will was thrilled with the pictures and footage from the shoot the night before. He wanted to shoot two more scenes. One was just some footage of the ceremony for Dave and my wedding. Then there was the scene for our wedding night. He (correctly) assumed that Dave and I had enjoyed each other up in our room so he said we'd shoot the wedding footage today and the wedding night footage tomorrow. Again he asked us to abstain until we shot the wedding night. As much as I loved being with my new husband, I was ok with this because my pussy was sore. I expressed this to everyone at the table. Kendra added that it's out of shape from years of being married to Tim. Everyone, even Tim, burst out laughing. Dave added that my pussy was being asked to go to the pros from little league, emphasis on the word little! Tim's face reddened as the laughter erupted again. Dave then revealed that once he saw what Tim was packing, he knew he'd need to take it easy on me. If what I've experienced so far is Dave's idea of taking it easy on me, I'm both excited and scared to know what it'll be like when he lets loose! Will explained the wedding footage would be shot at a little church near the resort. The wedding night footage would take place in mine and Dave's suite. Will let Tim know that he couldn't be present for the wedding night shoot because he wanted it to be as close to the real thing as possible. For this afternoon, Will had gotten a beautiful wedding gown for me to wear and some very sexy wedding lingerie. Will gave me the dress and lingerie and asked me to go up to my room to get dressed. He said he'd have someone come up to do my hair and makeup. I told him I wanted Tim to come up and help me get ready. I wanted some alone time with Tim. So, Tim and I went to Tim's room and Dave went up to our suite to shower and get himself ready. When we got to Tim's room I asked him if he missed me. He said he missed me a ton but that he was also happy knowing I was having fun. I really wanted Tim to have some fun too. I told him as much. I said he'd have to take off his clothes to see if it was going to work. He stripped immediately. I began removing my clothes. "Tim, I know I'm not supposed to have sex and I really don't want to either because being with Dave made my pussy sore. But, I don't really feel anything when you're in me so I don't think it would hurt to let you have sex with me. I mean I certainly wouldn't feel anything." Dave's wiener sprang to life. I was removing my panties. "You know, I've never really felt you while you were fucking me before and now I've got to be at least a little stretched out from having Dave in me." I laid back opening my legs. Tim, with his little hard-on, climbed on top and began his attempt at claiming me. I pulled out my phone and started scrolling through reels. Tim stopped for a second, and asked if I was at least going to try to get into it. "Fine." And in my most monotone voice "oh Tim, your cock is so big, I'm almost ready to cum." Tim interrupted "Hearing you lie doesn't make it any better. " I continued "Well , if you don't want me to lie and I can't do something else to pass the time, I guess I'll tell you the truth... When we first got together I was disappointed when I first saw your dick. I thought I'd found the perfect man and was devastated to see that your penis probably hadn't grown since he was in third grade." I didn't tell Tim this but I actually felt him twitch inside me just a little lol. This truth telling seemed to be working. "You know I told my sisters about how small you are. One of them even mentioned it in front of my brothers and parents." Tim was really going to town. "Think about this Tim, Dave has touched parts of me that you'll never touch. My pussy has to actually stretch to accommodate him. I've felt more putting in a tampon than I do when you fuck me. Do you like when I tell you about having sex with Dave?" Breathing heavily, "yes. He's more of a man than me isn't he?" WOW Tim was really getting into this! "Yes Tim, Dave is a man, and, I'm his woman. Tim, you're what's referred to as a cuckold. You are chromosomally male but not really a man when it comes to sex. You've been fucking me for several minutes now and you still haven't cum AND. you're still hard. This is the best you've fucked me in years and it's all because you're thinking about what a real man can do to me and because I'm telling you the truth about your inability to perform sexually. Some people might call you a loser. Now I know you're not a loser, but, you do suck in bed." Well, that did it: "Ahhhh I'm going...". Quickly I pushed Tim off me interrupting his orgasm. "Tim you can't cum in me. I can't risk having you get me pregnant. Also, my husband doesn't want to feel your cum." Tim was clearly shaken from the ruined orgasm. He was still hard. He furiously began to play with himself "oh god Marcela, the thought of you degrading me makes me so excited. I can't wait for Dave to fuck you hard even though I won't be there to witness it. Are you getting excited?" "Tim, I can't wait to take Dave inside me, to fuck and suck him, and to take all of the cum he wants to give me!" Tiny Tim had had enough and he finally got the release he deserved. It actually shot onto my inner thigh. "Tim..." I really didn't need to say anything, he bent down, licked up, and swallowed his cum from my thigh.
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Tim helped me get cleaned up. He laid out all the lingerie and the dress. Nude, I sat on the bed and asked him to help me put on my stockings. I held my foot out for him to hold. "Tim, you know that Dave finds my feet to be sexy. What about you?"

"Uhh, I find all of you sexy"

"Really? I thought you didn't like my feet."

"Uh, no, I think your feet are pretty."

"You know, Dave proved it by worshipping my feet. He licked in between my toes and up and down my soles. Prove that you love all of me." I said as I raised my foot up toward his face.

Trying to hide his bitter look, Tim took my foot and began to lick, with hesitation at first, and then with more vigor.

"Tim you said you're starting to like when I degrade you. How are you liking licking my feet?"

"It's not as bad as I thought"

"How does it feel that you've ignored my feet for 26 years and that Dave was the first person to ever worship my feet?"

Pausing briefly "I'm sorry. From now on I'll worship any part of you that you want."

"It might be too late. Do you know what Dave did before he fucked me in the hot tub? He worshiped my ass. Dave's tongue licked and entered my asshole. I know you wanted to try anal sex that one time but it honestly seemed a bit selfish on your part. You've never bothered to eat out my ass. You've been disgusted by my feet for years. Then along comes this guy that clearly loves all of me. Add to it he's a nice guy and so freaking hot and hopefully you can understand why I've opened myself up to him so quickly. Then the bonus of his huge cock and you've got a lot of catching up to do Timmy."

"Do you want me to eat out your ass?"

Not now. I've got to get dressed.
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Tim helped me get dressed. He was jealous that he wouldn't get to see me take off the lingerie but he seemed appreciative that he could help me prepare for my session with Dave. There's something amazing about my husband helping me prepare for my lover. It's like a tacit agreement that by helping me prepare to be with another man, I will in turn return to Tim to be his wife. Through all of this I know I wouldn't want any of it without knowing I could count on my rock. Tim was my rock...my rock without a cock! ;) The hair and makeup people arrived and got started. I felt like a movie star. I guess in a way I was. My makeup was impeccable and the stylist gave me a beautiful updo perfectly fitting for the gown. Will called to let us know the shuttle was downstairs ready to take us to the church. If anyone looked like a movie star it was Dave. He donned this deep metallic blue perfectly fitted tux that mad him look like James Bond! He was my very own 009 (.5) lol. It all seemed so real. I got caught up in the whole ceremony. Dave told me I made a beautiful bride. We exchanged vows. For a fake wedding, it sure was romantic. Will even had kids releasing balloons as we exited the church. Tim got to watch me say "I do" to Dave. The last scene Will wanted to shoot for the day was back at the resort. Since we were all dressed he wanted to film Dave carrying me over the threshold into our suite. We were going to film the beginning of our honeymoon night just to the point where we removed our clothes and I let my hair down. The rest would be filmed tomorrow. Once we were back at the resort, Will reminded Tim he couldn't be around for the wedding night shoot. Tim went off to the bar I think. Filming commenced in the hallway outside the suite. Dave carried me over the threshold and laid me down on the bed. We kissed. We had a glass of champagne and kissed some more. Soon he was helping me out of my dress. When he saw me in the lingerie he froze. "WOW! I can't believe I get to be with you!" It was such an honest compliment; it really spoke to my heart. I was the one that should be in awe of my lover. I mean look at him! And boy does he know how to make a girl feel wanted. Now in my lingerie we stood in front of the bed as I undressed my new husband. His bulging pants let me know his caged beast needed to be released. Soon we were both nude, Will's camera was snapping away catching our tender moments. After a few minutes of standing and kissing with our bodies touching skin to skin, I let down my hair and laid down on the bed. Dave and his thick solid cock joined me in bed. Just then Will interjected: "Ok enough for today. Put it away Dave. Save it for tomorrow you two lovebirds. I mean it. It'll be worth it, I promise." God I wanted Dave so bad right then. Of course my still sore pussy was grateful for the additional recuperation time. We decided to go out dancing. We called Tim and we all went to dinner first. Dave and Tim got along great. They both kept it light and fun. We went to a club in town at the recommendation of the concierge. We all hit the dance floor. Tim has always been a great dancer. Turns out he even better than I thought. Dave could dance too but not like Tim. They took turns dancing with me on slow dances. My dancing with multiple men didn't go unnoticed. I was asked by a few different men to dance. I politely declined most of them pointing to the ring on my finger but I did accept a dance from an older Hispanic man. He reminded me of my g r a n d f a t h e r who had died years ago. The comparison stopped there. He was a pervy old man who took every opportunity to rub his dick all over my lower half as we danced. Ugh, the only dick I wanted rubbing me was Dave's. Tim noticed my discontent with my geriatric dance partner and he cut in. I told him that old perv was rubbing his dick me the whole time. Tim replied jokingly, "So have I." I told him I hadn't noticed. He burst out laughing at my humiliating comment. Tim wondered if I was ready for tomorrow. Despite having been with Dave a few times now, I was still nervous that somehow I wouldn't make him happy. I still couldn't wrap my head around the apparent fact that a guy like Dave was attracted to an older chubby little Latina. I mean he had the looks and swagger of someone like David Beckham. Why would he waste his time with someone like me? I began to doubt myself. I'm not someone who's always down on themselves but like any woman I do have moments of self doubt. For better or worse, I also have a strong urge to get answers quickly. On our next dance I posed my question to Dave. "Why me? Was it just the money? I assumed he was getting paid as well but we never discussed it. But, could that explain the tender moments we shared away from the camera? I was genuinely confused. Dave's answer was fairly straightforward acknowledged that at first, yes, it was because he was hired to do this. I hadn't thought of this, but he was nervous that first time too. What attracted him to me after that was my sense of adventure to even try something like this combined with what he called my straightforward honesty and then just good old-fashioned chemistry. He said my body turned him on from head to toe, especially the toes lol. He said everything about me seemed womanly and he whispered in my ear that my pussy was a perfect fit for his cock. He explained that a lot of women can't take all of his dick, and when he does finally find someone who can, there's no guarantee that there's going to be a long-term chemistry. He said in me, he seems to have found the perfect package, someone he likes being around outside the bedroom, someone he is highly attracted to, and someone that is also physically a perfect fit. He added that in the days he was waiting for this trip. He couldn't get my pussy out of his mind lol. In other words, Dave did a phenomenal job of calming my nerves. With my second-guessing at bay, I felt the full f o r c e of desire to be with my new husband. If Dave had turned me around, lifted my skirt and started fucking me from behind in the middle of this busy dance floor, I'd have probably let him. Instead, I laid my head on his chest and danced close to him. This tension was difficult but Dave and I were like-minded in our resolve to 'save it for tomorrow'. Neither of us slept very well but we'd made it through the night without yielding to temptation. Fortunately Will wanted to get started early so we could film and then have the rest of the day to ourselves. Will arrived and said we could start off nude like we had left it the day before. Before we got started I told Dave I had a little present for him. I described it as a token of my appreciation and a sign of my trust in him. I had talked to and tipped the concierge and he was able to procure and wrap the gift for me. With a big smile Dave unwrapped his present. He held it up and showed everyone the bottle of silicone-based lube. "Dave I want you to try fucking my ass today. I trust you'll go slow and be gentle." Dave gave me a huge hug and kiss and soon we found ourselves on the bed. Big Dave was already at full attention. I told Dave he had earned the right to take my anal virginity, or at least try. This was my wedding gift to him. He explained I had to be relaxed, we needed to go slow, and that we needed to use lots of lube. He had me lay on my stomach and he began giving me a full body massage from head to toe. I later found that he'd worked as a masseur years ago. His hands were amazing working my shoulders, arms, legs, ass, neck, feet, hands, and head. All the while his big dick would be casually touching or resting on me as he worked. The combination was making me soaked. When he rolled me over he worked my tits, my tummy, and my face. His hands worked in between my legs on either side of my pussy. My god this was the perfect way to tease me. His hands applied pressure on my clit as his fingers began to probe my now very wet pussy. Suddenly his middle and ring fingers slid inside me. I just melted. Without noticing, I was now on all fours. Dave was behind me, reaching around and gently rubbing my clit. I was grinding down on his hand. Keeping this up, I then felt his tongue licking around my asshole, teasing it. Dave then began what I can only describe as making out with my asshole. His tongue probed the perimeter and then found the center. With little or no resistance, his long powerful tongue gained entry to my back door. His tongue was inside me. I was dripping from my pussy. His tongue seemed to spend several minutes in my ass before he pulled out. I heard the lube open and soon felt his finger rubbing around the outside of my anal sphincter. It felt very nice. His finger teased the opening letting only the tip slightly cross the threshold. Some more lube was placed right on the opening. Dave's finger gently swirled it around while gently applying more and more pressure. And with that Dave's finger slid inside my ass. This didn't feel anything like when Tim tried fingering my ass. I'm pretty sure Tim didn't use lube other than spit, I know he pretty much jammed his finger in me. This was different. I was in ecstasy as Dave both rubbed my pussy and fingered my asshole. I wanted Dave to feel the pleasure I was feeling. Being an anal novice I was about ready to tell him to put his dick in my ass. But Dave beat me to the punch by saying he was conditioning my asshole. Next is added more lube and another finger. He was right. I needed to get used to being stretched. He had me do breathing exercises to relax, in through my nose, out through my mouth. It must've helped because I wasn't feeling any pain. The trick seemed to be to allow myself to relax with something in my ass. Dave added more lube and slowly started adding a third finger. My ass was definitely getting stretched. Dave thanked me for the honor of trusting him to play with my ass. He explained that trying to take the head of his cock was next but that he wasn't going to put it in. He explained he'd hold his cock up against my asshole but that I'd have to back up onto it. Apparently giving me control is the best way to ensure I remain relaxed. He told me how hard I was making him just seeing his fingers in my ass. I was afraid but I really wanted to please him. I wanted him to be the only man to fuck my ass. Although he was behind me, I kept picturing his beautiful brown cock and was imagining it rubbing at the door to my ass. Dave put more lube on his fingers and pushed the lube far up my ass. His fingers then exited and I felt a void in my ass. I then felt the lubed head of his dick touching the entrance to my butthole. Following his instructions I slowly backed up. Wow, now I know what he meant when he said to go slow. Slowing even more, I ever so gently backed up which applied pressure to his dick head. Deep breaths. Ease a little more. Then wow, his head slipped in. Wow was that thick. Getting used to the stretching. Deep breath. I now began to understand the reason for the copious amount of lube he used. But, he was in the door. That lube allowed me to gently ease back. This was getting easier now. Dave said the hard part is over. He took control and slowly began moving deeper up what had previously been a one-way street. I began rubbing my clit. Dave was good not to rush things. Soon he told me he was all the way in. I felt so full and dirty. Dave began fucking my ass gently at first moving out and in only an inch or two at a time. "Oh god you're deep." Dave asked " How does it feel?"

"It feels like I have a giant dick in my ass! But I want you to have my ass. You're my man and you own my ass."

Hearing this must have sparked something in Dave. Talking to the camera "You see this Tim? I'm fucking your wife's ass. You had your chance and blew it. Now her ass only belongs to me. Marcela, you want to tell Tim anything?"

Rubbing my clit furiously while Dave is increasing his tempo "Tim, Dave owns my asshole. He's deep in my ass. He's touching parts of me that you'll never touch. Tim, he's fucking my shithole and I'm about to cum with his giant cock in me. I love Dave's dick, not yours!"

With Dave now pounding my ass, I came hard. I told Dave I needed his cum in my ass. This drove him over the edge. He was not holding back anymore, just slamming my ass.

"You're about to take your first load in your booty. Bitch your booty so fine it's making me cum. Ahhhh! ". He jammed his cock deep in me and claimed my ass as his by depositing a load of semen deep inside my bowel. Like a dog knotted to his bitch, Dave stayed mounted to me for another minute or so before withdrawing leaving me with a suddenly empty feeling. Will got a final shot of us kissing and then walking to the shower. Will thanked me for the surprise and let us know they had the footage they needed and were leaving. I was starting to look forward to the times when Dave and I would be alone together. In the shower I thanked Dave for properly introducing me to anal. I never thought I'd find any enjoyment in it after Tim had tried jamming his finger in me. Dave said that Tim was clearly inexperienced with anal too and that I could now show him how to do it properly.
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