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Dan and Jill married young, yet even as they entered their forties, they still felt as youthful as the day they met. Like many couples, they had spent years working toward life's milestones--a cozy home, reliable cars, and careers that gave them both purpose and stability.
They lived near Lake Michigan, where the shoreline stretched endlessly, offering no shortage of sandy retreats. Jill, a high school teacher, cherished the slower pace of summer, relishing the chance to unwind. Dan, on the other hand, worked in technology and often had to travel, sometimes gone for a day or two each week.
Jill adored the beach, but she had little interest in the crowded, popular spots. The idea of being so exposed, especially with the possibility of running into her students, made her uneasy. Luckily, having spent her entire life in the area, she had discovered a secluded stretch of shoreline--her own little hidden paradise.
Dan had always been uneasy about her going alone, especially to such a deserted place. "You never know who might show up," he'd say, half-joking, half-serious. But Jill would always reassure him, reminding him that she was comfortable there, that it was her escape.
Jill was beautiful, with soft curves that had only grown more striking with age. Yet, despite her attractiveness, she had always been modest--grounded in a conservative upbringing that made her feel more comfortable blending in than standing out. That was why the events of that afternoon shook her so deeply.
Dan arrived home from a business trip, eager to shed his work clothes and settle back into the rhythm of home. As he tossed his bag onto the bed and pulled on a T-shirt, he heard Jill's car pull into the driveway. Smiling, he headed downstairs to greet her.
The moment she stepped through the door, he knew something was off. There was a look in her eyes--subtle, but enough to set off an alarm in his gut.
"You okay?" he asked, his brows knitting together.
Jill caught the concern in his voice and quickly forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine." She hesitated. "It's just... something weird happened at the beach today."
Dan's body tensed. "Weird how?"
"There was a man there," she admitted, shifting uncomfortably. "He didn't do anything--just sat nearby. But it threw me off. I don't usually see anyone out there."
Dan exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew how men thought. It didn't sit right with him.
"You sure he wasn't watching you?"
"I don't know," Jill said honestly. "I tried not to overthink it. He never spoke to me. Never got too close. But... something about him unsettled me."
Dan's jaw tightened. "Jill, this is exactly what I was talking about. You're out there alone, and--"
"I know," she cut in, already sensing the lecture coming. "I was just caught off guard, that's all. I left not long after."
Dan studied her, debating whether to press further. He had a million questions--what did the guy look like? How long had he been there? Had he followed her? But Jill's patience was thinning, and he knew her well enough to back off--for now.
Still, in her description of her afternoon, something she said that he just could not stop thinking about.
One of her answers kept repeating itself in his head, however. "He was bigger soft than you are hard."
Dan's mind was whirring in sexual turmoil as he replayed his wife's description of her afternoon at the beach.
There it was, the agonizing truth that Dan had always feared. He always felt a little cheated in the size of his cock and secretly wondered if Jill might enjoy something... well, something bigger. It was a crazy worry and the rational part of his brain knew he had nothing to fear but no matter how hard he tried; he couldn't shake her comment.
After Jill's sharing her exposure to the stranger at the beach he was embarrassed to find his cock rock hard and he had an overwhelming urge to masturbate. Throughout that evening his mind kept playing Jill's words on the stranger's size and he hoped Jill didn't noticed his arousal, part of him wanted to run to the bathroom and stroke himself to orgasm.
Jill was glad that Dan has stopped his inquisition. She was very uncomfortable with the situation and regretted telling her husband about it. Although she was a little frightened about the experience, she was more concerned about her physical reaction. On the drive home, she couldn't get the picture of that powerful bulge out of her head. Her well-endowed chest was flushed with sexual excitement and her nipples were painfully hard.
When she arrived home, she wanted to quickly run upstairs to change, but was surprised to find her husband home. Luckily, she had a cover up as she was shocked to find that her modest one-piece swimsuit liner was noticeably soaked leaving a visible wet spot at the crotch.
Over the next few days, Jill tortured herself over her reaction to "Mr. Big" as she now thought of the man at the beach. Why was she feeling like this? She loved her husband with all her heart and would never betray him. Why couldn't she just forget it ever happened? In fact, nothing had happened. A man with a skimpy bathing suit had made her feel uneasy. So what? What was the big deal?
Deep inside, she knew. "He was bigger soft than you are hard." The phrase kept repeating itself in her head, as well.
Jill was a virgin when she met Dan and lived a fairly sheltered life having never seen another man naked, so she never gave size much thought. Jill had a few girlfriends with a lot more experience and occasionally she would recall them remarking on how endowed their lovers were, but until this point, she never considered what it might be like to be with someone larger. Now she kept wondering, "what if there is a difference?" Jill felt foolish for even entertaining such thoughts, but her curiosity got the better of her as she started surfing the web.
Jill was surprised to find so many sites out there regarding penis size. Jill had no idea what an average man was supposed to be or that it could vary so. Jill was curious how big Dan was, but knew he would wonder why she wanted to measure him especially after admitting seeing the stranger's size.
Jill thought about how she could measure Dan and recalled on how he enjoyed it when she would stroke him to get him excited. Jill knew that Dan would fill her one hand nicely with a little sticking out from the top of her fist, so she opened her desk drawer and grabbed her ruler and gripped it to see where her hand reached. Jill was surprised to read that her fist measured 3 inches and that if Dan was average, she could have filled both of her hands with his cock.
Unfortunately for Dan, Jill just realized that her husband was definitely less than 6 inches. Far less than what her friends probably experienced if they were just with an average guy, let alone like the man she saw at the beach. Jill never before compared what she had with her friends, but knowing this fact made her a bit envious.
Jill read with much interest stories she found on a web site where women would describe their experiences with their first big cock. Jill found their stories made her wet and began wondering how her body would react to something bigger. Jill knew she could not cheat on her husband, so she closed the web browser and committed to not giving this another thought.
Unfortunately for Jill, the nagging feeling deep in her womb would not go away. She even thought of buying a toy to satisfy her yearning, but decided to resist any temptation and to shift it out of her mind. After all, she and Dan had a very satisfying marriage and who knows if the stories that she read were really true.
As Jill got ready for bed, she wished her husband was home to give her some satisfaction instead of being on another business trip. As a married woman she felt some guilt from her body's response from what she saw at the beach. Her husband let her know that it was normal and how he found it erotic as he always loved the idea of her being a hot wife.
Jill fell asleep with so much on her mind as she drifted off to sleep. Soon her dreams began, she dreamed she was leaving school and someone came and guided her into their van with no side windows.
Jill knew who the men were, so she was not frightened. She wanted to tell them to let her go, but she could not talk or run away. She felt a bit like she was drugged, but had full use of her body.
They drove a little out of town to a warehouse and guided her out. There were a few other cars in the parking lot, but again she never felt in harm's way.
They opened the door and it looked a bit like a film studio where they had 3 different sets. She was guided to the set where there was a couch in an open room. Behind the couch was a green screen, in front were a few lights and a couple of men operating a camera. Jill immediately recognized Mr. Big and she recognized a few co-workers behind the camera.
Jill was guided by Mr. Big into the middle of the floor. Behind her was a couch where there was an old boyfriend, Randy sitting clothed, watching.
Mr. Big asked if she was comfortable and she nodded. He then walked around her, stopping in front of her. Jill was in typical teacher clothes: skirt, blouse, vest, and sandals. Jill noticed a wooden chair at the side of her as he took off her vest and folded it and put it on the chair.
Jill was pleasantly surprised at the civility as she noticed that he folded it. Jill saw that he was not rough at all, but kind, smart, and the leader based on how everyone did as he said.
Mr. Big smiled at her and told her how pretty she is as he slowly unbuttoned each button of her blouse. When undone he removed it and folded it, revealing her in her black bra.
Jill sees herself standing there in front of the cameras with Mr. Big continuing to slowly undress her and Randy sitting and watching on the couch. This dream felt so different to Jill as she was unable to scream or resist him. She was very much aware of everything that was happening to her.
Mr. Big was pleasantly surprised that underneath the conservative outer clothing she wore such sexy lingerie. Jill felt his eyes on her and blushed from the attention. This dream was pretty vivid and she could easily see she was wearing black lingerie, a color she often wears when she is feeling the greatest desire for sex with Dan.
Mr. Big skillfully and slowly unhooked her bra and guided it off of her body. Like the rest of the things, he folded her bra nicely and set it on the chair.
He proceeded to unzip her skirt and again, folded it over the back of the chair as she was now standing in just her black, lace panties. He knelt in front of her and looked up at her as his hands found the waistband of her panties. He took his time in lowering them, stopping when the top of her bush was exposed and again when the thin lips of her pussy became exposed.
She was then surprised when she looked back at Randy on the couch and now saw that he was naked. He got up and walked directly behind her. He took his hands and slowly ran them up and down her body, eventually focusing on her breasts. She recalled that even in high school he was very good with his hands as he avoided her nipples until they were very hard.
Mr. Big undressed and was now naked and she could see that both men were more endowed than her husband.
Mr. Big eventually took over and Jill expected him to focus on her breasts as well, but he surprised her and focused on her pussy. He ran his fingers slowly through her trimmed bush and then focused his fingers over her slit while Randy kept playing with her tits.
He complemented her pussy and said he liked how it was an innie.
Mr. Big fingers entered her as he continued to show his skills in foreplay. After a while he sat on the couch and nodded to Randy to guide Jill to his lap. As she felt his cock lined up and pushing against her labia she suddenly awoke as she was now experiencing a real orgasm.
Jill woke feeling embarrassed at how close she was to wanting Mr. Big, for real.
The next week, Dan was leaving on another trip. Before he left Jill gave Dan a tight squeeze as she said goodbye to him. As soon as the door closed, one thought kept pounding through her head. Moving as if she were being controlled by some strong force, she changed her clothes and packed a small bag and walked to her car.
She was going back to the beach.
During the short drive Jill almost turned around several times. She had no idea why she was doing this. To her, sex and love were inseparable and she couldn't imagine sex with anyone but Dan. Still, she was so curious. How could a penis be that large? How would something like that feel? Would I like it?
Even more surprising was how Jill was dressed this time. The last time she was at the beach she wore her usual conservative one-piece swimsuit, but today, underneath her cover-up she had on a bikini that she last wore for her husband on vacation. Jill normally dressed down her attributes, but in this bikini, Jill left very little to the imagination as it showed off her natural 36D breasts, round bottom, and toned legs.
Jill reached the secluded parking lot and sat in her car for a long time. She almost started the car to leave but somehow couldn't bring herself to do it. She caught a glimpse of her eyes staring back at her in the rear-view mirror. It brought her back from her contemplation.
"What is the big deal? I'll lie out, catch some rays and go home." She rationalized that there was little chance that "Mr. Big" would be there and at the very least, she would enjoy a nice afternoon in the sun.
After about twenty minutes she opened her car door and made the long trek to the isolated part of the beach.
Jill made her way around the large dune that hid the entrance to the little cove she liked and froze. There he was; same spot, same revealing swimsuit. She suddenly felt weak and her legs started to tremble. Again, she almost turned back but some strange force pushed her toward the beach.
She set up her chair about twenty yards from "Mr. Big" and tried to get comfortable. Her hands were shaking as she adjusted her sunglasses and peeked over to the man. He hadn't taken notice of her arrival but she somehow felt that he knew why she was there.
For about a half an hour, Jill tried to relax. The sexual tension she felt was almost unbearable as she adjusted her bikini and fidgeted in the chair. She felt so naked in her bikini and hoped no one else she knew would see her like this.
Just as she started to think that the whole thing was just a silly compulsion of hers and that nothing was going to happen, the man shifted in his chair, looked over at her and smiled. Jill jerked her head straight and pretended not to notice.
Jill could feel his eyes crawling all over her tight, exposed body. Her pink nipples were very erect and pushing painfully against her bikini top. She felt the all-too-familiar tingling of arousal in her lower abdomen and a heat building between her legs. With the arousal came a tinge of guilt.
Suddenly, the cell phone in her beach bag rang. The ring startled her. It was Dan.
"Hey honey. What's going on," he asked her.
"Uh, nothing. Uh, I'm just at the mall. You know, running errands," she responded nervously.
His words seemed to be drowned out by the action she was witnessing. "Mr. Big" was moving. He lifted himself out of the chair and walked purposely over to her. Under the cover of her sunglasses, she looked between his legs and stared at the cruel bulge that had been torturing her mind over the past several days.
"Honey, are you listening to me?" Dan's voice on the line was demanding.
In her free ear, Mr. Big whispered with authority, "I knew you'd come back."
Jill sat frozen. The man reached for her hand and gently pulled her from her chair.
She half resisted his advance but allowed him to lead her toward a more secluded area in the dunes where he had setup a tent.
"I'm sorry honey. I'm lost in these errands. Can I call you back," Jill pleaded with her husband as the man pulled her along.
"Sure, honey. Call me back la..." Jill hit the end button.
Once they were out of plain sight, he guided Jill inside the tent door and turned Jill to face him. He reached out and took off her sunglasses. She was trembling with fear and excitement as she watched him silently start to lower his suit.
Jill looked down and gasped as he slowly revealed his now growing shaft. Inch by impossible inch, he pulled down the thin material until his hard cock sprung free. It was longer than the ones she saw on the web sites and thick as her wrist. Jill felt faint. She knew that this would soon be between her legs.
He guided her hand towards his cock and wrapped it around the shaft. She marveled at how powerful it felt beneath her fingers. Without prompting, she moved both hands around his length and was stunned to see that there was even more than her hands could hold.
He casually placed his hand on Jill's thigh and slowly dragged his fingers up her legs. When he reached her bikini covered slit, he spread his index and ring finger, so they glided up her slit with his middle finger in the middle dragging along the center of her labia. The smirk on his face as he found Jill getting wet told Jill he had done this before, probably many times.
Jill was fascinated and couldn't take her eyes from his organ as she stroked and played with it while he was playing with her body outside her bikini. She lightly felt his heavy balls and traced her finger lightly up and down his shaft as he cupped each of her heavy breasts.
He gently pulled her hands away and placed her arms at her sides. He then started to slowly lower the straps of her bikini top. Jill just stood still and allowed herself to be exposed.
The man stared intently at Jill's large breasts as he exposed more and more of her. He knew she was built but when her hard nipples popped out, he let out a groan of appreciation. Jill's breast needed little support to maintain their perkiness and the stranger's hands traced the outer roundness of each breast. He liked how hard her pink nipples were getting as she thrust them towards him, wanting him to touch them. He knew he was in command of the situation and wanted her totally naked for him.
He took his hands and dragged them slowly down her breast towards her stomach. He continued moving lower until his thumbs were at the thin ties of her bikini bottoms. He played with the waist band of her bikini, teasing her and increasing her arousal. He lifted the waist band slightly and got a view of the top of Jill's heavy dark brown bush. Jill always kept it trimmed for her swimwear, but she had a rather prominent bush that hid her slit well.
Her new friend enjoyed the discovery of Jill's hidden beauty, as he admired his latest conquest. He slowly moved his hands back to the sides of her bikini bottoms and with a quick tug, he pulled her bikini bottoms away totally exposing Jill's body to his hungry eyes.
In the bright light, he could clearly see her glistening slit as he looked down to further inspect Jill's pussy. Jill felt his hands grab her ass cheeks as he enjoyed seeing her squirm under his burning eyes.
On instinct, Jill shielded her pussy from his glaring eyes with her hands. No other man, but her husband had ever seen her naked like this and she was a little flushed with shame.
He slowly stood up and stood face-to-face and stared into Jill's eyes, he grabbed each wrist and put them by her side. Jill stood compliant, knowing that she wanted him to go further. The tip of the man's cock lightly brushed against her bush and Jill shuddered with desire.
He then had Jill kneel on the air mattress and positioned his cock in front of her face. Jill rarely performed oral on her husband, but seeing this man's large cock made her want it, something she never felt before.
He was too large to get much into her mouth, so she used her hands to stroke him and was enjoying feeling something so powerful into her hands. She was hoping that he would not cum since she desperately wanted to feel him inside her.
He commented that she was not bad with her mouth, but now he wanted to show her how good he was at his and he laid her on her back. While at her feet he looked up and enjoyed the view of this hot, naked woman and looked forward to what was coming next. He reached for her ankles and separated her thighs, so she was now fully exposed to him.
He could tell from her ring on her finger that she was married, so he was surprised to see such a tight little slit. He liked seeing that Jill had an "innie" with her labia so thin and even though her legs were spread her clit was still very hidden. As his fingers played with her lips, he could start to see a glimpse of her clit swelling and knew he was going to enjoy this.
He could see her getting wet as he slowly moved up her legs until his mouth found her awaiting pussy. He looked up as he licked around her labia and see her eyes glaze over as she grabbed the sides of the blanket like she was fighting screaming out loud. While his tongue was tormenting her pussy, his hands reached up to pull on her hard nipples making her moan out loud.
He brought one hand down; so that he could feel how tight his new lover was going to be and inserted his middle finger at the entrance of this married pussy. Jill's eyes opened wide as his finger almost felt as big as her husband's cock as he started to explore her tight opening.
He was surprised to find a vice grip like pussy and asked, "Does your husband ever have sex with you?"
Jill just squirmed at his touch and was moving her hips to meet his licks and his finger deep inside her. He knew she was wanting more and decided that the time was right.
The man reached out, turned her around and gently put pressure on her hips to raise her ass in the air. Jill sank to her knees on the towel. She leaned forward and placed her hands on the ground and spread her legs slightly. She had never acted so lewd in her life. It was almost as if she were someone else.
Normally, Jill would only do the missionary position with her husband and on a rare occasion she might be on top, but she had never experienced this position with her husband.
The man positioned himself at her opening and started to slide his cock head up and down her slit. Jill moaned in response and began to move her hips in rhythm. She felt the stranger position the head right at her opening and her hands gripped the blanket again in anticipation.
Jill felt the pressure of his cock trying to force her open but it was not easy. She had never taken anything this large in her life.
"Be gentle, I am not used to anything this big. Promise me you will go slow.... please..." Jill stammered.
"I am not here to bring you pain, but pleasure. Trust me and just focus on what your pussy is feeling!" The stranger commanded.
Slowly, the stranger pulled back on her hips as he slowly worked his cockhead inside. Finally, the head was completely inside. Jill moaned loudly as she felt herself being stretched.
Incredibly, with just the head inside her, she felt on the brink of orgasm, but she wanted to hold off a little longer. It was very hard for Jill to do since with the stranger's added thickness caused her clit to be more exposed to each move he made. He slowly continued to stroke and tease her clit. Stopping when he sensed she was close.
Mr. Big took his time and guided more of his large cock inside her. With each inch he would let her pussy adapt to it and then pull back and go a bit further with the next inch. Jill wondered when he would finally get it all in since she was so close to cumming.
After a moment, he bent over her, cupped her heavy breasts and played with her nipples. Jill was squirming, but he was careful to not go in too deep, but it was hard since her movement was increasing as he teased her tits so well. After a while the stranger whispered in her ear.
"Are you ready for the rest of it?" he asked softly.
"Yes... yes... God yes!" Jill moaned.
The man started moving his hips back and forth, edging his cock in ever so slowly with each stroke. Jill's breath was coming in short bursts and she began to pant like her body was burning up.
"I take it by how snug your pussy is that you are used to smaller cock. I love being a wife's first big cock!" The stranger teased.
Jill kept moaning and enjoying the sensations that she was feeling for the first time in her life. He then reached in front of her breast and teased them while Jill squirmed over his large cock.
"Do you like my bigger cock?" he asked.
"Yes... uh.... yes.... uh". Jill groaned out her response in time to his thrusts.
"Always wanted to be fucked with a big cock, haven't you?"
Jill had never been talked to like this but she was beyond caring.
"Yes.... yes... please don't stop... oh God... it feels incredible... don't stop!" She pleaded.
The stranger had marvelous stamina and he seemed to know exactly what Jill was feeling. He was playing her like a fine instrument.
"C'mon baby... wrap that sweet pussy around my cock... I'm gonna make you come like you never have before!"
Incredibly, Jill could not hold out any longer and started to come hard. She yelled so loud that anyone within 100 yards could have heard her screams of ecstasy. Wave after wave of pleasure racked her tight body. Jill thought she was almost at the brink of passing out having never felt this level of pleasure before. It was like a huge release was triggered and her body was getting what it had always craved and wanted. Her body loved the discovery of this large cock.
The man picked up his pace and started fucking her with hard long strokes. Jill slammed her ass back at him with every stroke. It was a frenzy of lust and desire until finally; the stranger buried himself deep within Jill and began to cum. She could feel burst after burst of come splashing against her walls and surprised herself cumming once more.
Finally, after a full minute, they both collapsed on the blanket, panting and trying to catch their breath.
Jill was now on her back splayed out, legs apart, come dripping from her swollen pussy and she didn't care. She felt totally uninhibited, as if some barrier had been broken deep inside her.
Mr. Big looked at her and smiled. He knew what she was feeling.
"Ever come like that before?" He asked.
"No... never," said Jill in a quiet voice.
The laid together quietly with Jill in his arms for about 20 minutes. Jill lost in thought about what she had done and how good it had felt.
She felt the man's cock start to swell again against her back. "Oh God... not again... I can't take anymore..." she thought. He slid his left knee between her thighs, spreading her legs and giving his hand full access to her pussy. He began to stroke the length of her glistening slit and he spent a few seconds rubbing her clit. No matter her objections, he knew she was ready again.
The man rolled onto his back and Jill, despite her doubts, squatted over his swollen member. Slowly, she eased down onto him, his cock filling her like she'd never been filled before. She put her hands on his chest and slowly eased up and down on his shaft. After a few seconds though, she was thrusting herself onto him, riding him hard as the tip of his thick head pounded deeply inside her.
Jill loved riding his cock, the feeling of his hands on her breasts, the breeze from the lake, the large cock inside of her; all of it culminated in another spectacular orgasm.
After her orgasm subsided Jill could take no more and with her legs shaking, she slowly pulled herself off of his cock, slick with their combined juices. She gathered her things and started to walk out of the tent.
As she looked down at herself when she was outside she realized she only had on her cover-up since her bikini was now in the hands of the stranger.
"Hey...!" The stranger called.
"Would you like your bikini back? What's your name? I'd like to call you and do this again, sometime. If you ever want to feel a big one again, just let me know because your loud moaning showed how much you enjoyed it! What a shame you never experienced this before!"
Jill did not look back or responded, but continued to walk away. She'd got what she came for and it will remain her little secret. Forever.
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