It was our tradition to meet at my friend’s apartment on the 30th of December. Of course, the main reason for that was Alexia’s birthday. And we’ve became really close friends since our graduation 15 years ago and thus on this day we have always organized a small party for three, it was something like a college friends’ reunion.
We used to recall our college years, share the news about work and personal life and discuss the fact we became a year older again. By midnight we would be tipsy and crying, swearing that we’d be friends until the rest of our lives. We finished by going to bed at Alexia’s flat.
This year it was going to be the same but at the last moment everything changed. Victoria was the first to call and tell us she wouldn’t join the party. She’d picked up a well-off man and they were going to the restaurant on the 30th of December to celebrate the New Year. Taking into consideration the fact the man was married Victoria couldn’t refuse the invitation as she was going to snatch the man from his old wife and marry him. Being aware of our friend’s purposefulness we knew she would succeed in that. We didn’t want to prevent her from that, so we gave our consent and made her promise she would be with us the next year.
The next person to break the tradition was Becca whose husband fell ill and she had to stay at home with him. The old friends’ reunion was ruined and we decided to celebrate Alexia’s birthday with our spouses.
The party was so-so. Alexia’s husband turned to be an ordinary man who was difficult to call handsome. I didn’t understand why she’d married him, nothing notable really. Our husbands got drunk soon and went to bed and we remained alone recollecting our college years.
By 2p.m. Alexia was very tipsy and I made up my mind to ask her about her hubby.
– Listen, Alex, I just can’t understand what you’ve found in Bobby that you decided to marry him.
My friend smiled mysteriously, poured some cognac into our glasses and drank it instantly. Then she came up slowly, put her arm around my waist and her head on my shoulder. She said:
– I’ve told nobody about that but I know I can tell you. Bobby is not handsome at all and you know that I’ve got plenty of handsome men around me. And he hasn’t got much money and again you know it’s not difficult to find a wealthy man for me…
At this moment she stammered and hiccupped.
– But he’s got something that no other men I met before had.
She stopped again and smiled. I was getting impatient.
– Common, tell me what he’s got?
Alexia stretched her right arm and put the side of her left hand across her arm in elbow place and exclaimed:
– He’s got a dick of this very size! Of course, you won’t believe me but his cock is right the same size as my arm! I’m not exaggerating.
I knew cock preferences of my friend and had no doubts that she was telling the truth. Meantime Alexia went to her bedroom saying:
– Good night!
I remained alone. Having cleaned the table and washed the dishes I still didn’t want to sleep. I went to my husband and realized he was sleeping and then I heard some rustling sounds from my friend’s bedroom. Alexia was mumbling something and I thought her insatiable husband would have to do without sex tonight as she was too drunk.
I returned to the kitchen and opening the curtains stood near the window. I felt clearly that I wanted a man. I don’t know what had affected me so much: coffee, the cigarette, Alexia’s story about her hubby’s cock or sex with my young colleague at work.
Sucks… not a very good desire at 2 a.m. in the morning in my friend’s flat…
I couldn’t hope that my hubby might want to fuck me after that huge bottle of cognac he and Alexia’s spouse had drunk. I suddenly recalled my young colleague from the credit department who I had fucked today in my office during the New Year celebration. He is certainly a promising worker and I might go on that affair we’d started with him; but on the other hand he’s so naive, he thinks he’s so cool that he had had an opportunity to fuck his female boss. However, he’s obviously mistaken. It’s not he who had fucked me, it’s me who had chosen him.
Reflecting this way I even didn’t notice my index finger slid into the wet slit and the thumb began caressing the clit. It wasn’t my first time fondling myself but I liked to do that at home in the bath or on the bed. However, this time the situation was so unusual that it even intensified my sensations and soon my crotch was moist with juices, the bottom of my belly made me feel ecstatic. A few more minutes and I exploded with a huge orgasm. When the last wave of the climax consumed me I relaxed. I pulled my hand out of the panties and straightened the dress.
Taking a cigarette out of my clutch, I lit it and opened the window. The sensation of the climax was still with me and my knees were weak though I remained near the window as the view of the night winter sky was terrific. I bent a bit and leaned my elbows against the window sill.
Suddenly I had a strange feeling as if someone was looking at me. I looked back being really frightened for some reason and was amazed to see Bobby standing at the doorway watching me.
Oh, god! He’d seen everything!!! He had a huge lump in his pants. It was obvious he’d been observing me from the beginning. I didn’t know where to put myself but noted that Alexia was right about her husband’s penis. It was at least 10 inches.
I was still standing with my eyes fixed on him when he decided to take the initiative. He approached to me from the rear, pulled up my dress, and his boxers down. Then he put his hands on my waist and pressed me to him.
– Why are you satisfying yourself, bitch??? I can help you…
I tried to think of a reason to explain it was wrong but the situation was too extreme. I was standing with my dress pulled up and my best friend’s husband was going to fuck me in a doggy style in his own kitchen! At first I wanted to say something and push Bobby away but his hot cock pressed to me stopped me and I decided to see what he wanted to do next. To show him I wanted to continue I arched my back sticking my butt out towards him. Bobby understood me and stroking my ass, divided the halves and moved my thongs aside. He directed his big-sized phallus at my anus.
– A bit lower, Bobby.
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– No, bitch, I know what I’m doing.
I was taken aback. I can’t say anal pleasures were new to me, I liked them. But my ass needed special preparation and lubrication. When it usually happened I mounted my man and pretty soon I climaxed. Men loved that about me ‘cause only a few women can have orgasm from anal sex.
Now I wasn’t ready for anal actually. Sharp push made me realize Bobby wasn’t joking. Sharp pain went through me. I could barely restrain myself to prevent screaming.
– Shut up, slut!
He thrust again and it was no less painful. I bit my lip and gripped the window sill tightly. After 5 or 6 attempts Bobby still couldn’t enter my little hole. I was on the point of fainting and asked my torturer to lube up the ass first. He gave his consent and I took the lubricant from my handbag. Squeezing some of it onto my palm I spread it over my butt cheeks and the hole itself. While doing that I looked at the monster that was going to penetrate me. Oh, it was really enormous!!! Both long and fat! I hadn’t seen anything like that in my far from civil life! At that moment I thought that this giant dick would have difficulty getting even in my worked-up pussy… I put one finger into my butt trying to develop it a bit but Bobby pushed it away without ceremony.
– No, it’s too easy for you. I’ll develop your hole with my cock!
A new thrust… I bit my lip, tears filled in my eyes.
“What a fool I am! I can’t scream for I won’t be able to explain Alexia the fact I am standing in her kitchen with her hubby’s cock in my butt.”
I couldn’t bear it any more. One more thrust and at last he entered my butt and up to the balls immediately. The pain I felt while he was trying to penetrate me was nothing compared to the one I felt when he entered me. My anus was burning literally; it seemed to me he’d torn it. I fainted for a moment.
When I came to myself the pain was weaker but it blushed again when Bobby started pulling his phallus out. I put up with my fate and leaned against the sill. I stopped my mouth not to scream and got prepared for the worst.
Meantime Bobby was fucking me with his huge dick building the tempo. Gradually the pain was disappearing and I even started enjoying the process. It seemed to me incredible!!!
The shaft was moving in me fast. As the hole was too little for it I could feel every vein, every small nub on Bobby’s cock with my anus walls. I felt the taste of blood in my mouth – it was my lip that was bleeding. I bit it too much when Bobby entered me.
A couple of minutes later Bobby was thrusting into my ass furiously. My butt and thighs slapped at his muscular body in a mad tempo. And then having impaled me very deep he stopped still and let out a long quiet moan. I felt his monster exploded inside me with a huge hot spurt, then again and again. The man squeezed my boobs tightly and made an attempt to enter me deeper but it was just impossible. His body was shuddering in convulsions, each time a new portion of semen splashed at the walls of my ass.
Oh, God he had so much cum that it seemed to me this geyser wasn’t ever going to stop. But at last Bobby calmed down, released my breasts and pulled out his cock reluctantly. The dick was already becoming limp. When it was leaving my butt I heard a squelching sound and felt something warm and wet started flowing out of the anus and over my crotch and then legs.
