TITLE    : Jen's First Real Big One Ch. 02
STORYID  : jens-first-real-big-one-ch-02_2006
SUMMARY  : A real, flesh &blood BIG cock for hungry wife.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2006-09-25
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |swinging|impressive|huge|cock|


<i>As with the first part of this tale, this is a story about a wife who desires sex with a man who is better equipped than her husband. She does so with her husband's full support and assistance. The couple in this story love each other and have no issues separating casual sexual relations from emotion. They are comfortable and secure in their marriage. It's a story about a woman who simply learns to enjoy being more full than her husband is equipped to provide and how he helps her find that satisfaction when the time is right.



It never ceases to amaze me that those readers who DON'T like this kind of story still see fit to read it and then send hateful email. Therefore, because I'm tired of having to filter out such comments, voting and public comments are turned off. If you enjoy the story and want to let me know, send me an email via the Contact function of Lit. All non-hateful comments are appreciated. Enjoy!!</i>



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The third nightclub had a live band playing that seemed to focus on popular rock tunes from the eighties. The crowd looked like they were, in general, close to our age &#x2013; anywhere from thirty to fifty. Although there were obviously a few older couples there (sixties I'd guess), there were also a few younger ones (mid-twenties). Still, the music was good, the club was busy and from what we could see there were plenty of unattached guys that looked about Jen's or my age.



We had both dressed in jeans and polo shirts, although Jen's jeans and shirt were much more snug than mine. Her jeans were the kind that didn't have back pockets so they really showed off the sexy curve of her butt. Her shirt was snug enough that her nipples &#x2013; even when they weren't hard &#x2013; still poked through the fabric, calling attention to her chest. She had left all the buttons on the polo unbuttoned and worn a bra that kind of lifted and pushed her tits together, so she was also showing off several inches of cleavage. In all it was a sexier package than she usually showed off when we went out, but it was exactly what was needed if she really wanted to find a guy who had what she was looking for.



After spending about a half hour sipping drinks and looking at the crowd while we chatted I realized that there were plenty of men looking at Jen, but none willing to approach her. Well, duh... she was obviously with me. To alleviate that issue I suggested to her that I should leave to go to the bathroom, and when I came out take up a different spot at the bar or in the club; somewhere I could see and watch her but not someplace so close that I'd be keeping potential guys away from her. With a nervous smile she agreed that was a good idea, but emphasized that I'd better make sure I was someplace I could see her &#x2013; and she could see me. She wanted me close enough to come to her rescue if some idiot got too aggressive, but she also wanted me close enough to get my attention if she found a decent candidate for our plans.



Slipping off my barstool I headed to the men's room and tried to take my time. When I finished my business and headed back out to the bar area, I took up a spot on the other wall of the club. Since there was a small bar on that side as well, I could still sit, sip a drink and enjoying watching the crowd, but I could easily see Jen and she could easily see me.



It didn't take about five minutes for the first guy to come up to her. He ordered a drink from the bartender and from the way I could see he was gesturing while he talked to Jen he was asking her if she needed another drink as well. I saw her shake her head in a "no thank you" motion and he took his drink with him on his way. I caught her eye and she faked a shudder... apparently he just wasn't anything she was attracted to.



The next guy that came over was at the bar to order a drink. He specifically approached Jen and asked her to dance. She smiled, accepted and held out her hand. As they walked to the dance floor I appraised his looks. He was decent looking; about six feet tall; slender but not skinny; had dark hair long enough to be in a short pony tail, and a moustache. His clothes fit him well and showed off that his shoulders were significantly wider than his hips. Jen seemed to be happy with his appearance as they began dancing to a relatively fast rock tune. Jen did an excellent job of moving her body... and by the time they'd danced two songs I knew that he had to have noticed how her boobs and butt shook when she danced. A slow song followed up and I very briefly wondered if she'd call it a night with him... but my answer came when he put his hands on her hips and pulled her in. She didn't resist but put her arms up around his neck and leaned her head on his chest as the song began.



They danced like that for a few moments, but then she pulled her head back and looked up at him to chat. As they made what I assumed was small talk his hands rubbed up and down her back and I noticed that their hips stayed close against each other. At one point she said something that apparently surprised him... and then when she showed him her left hand, wiggling her rings in his face, I knew what she'd said. He may not have noticed that she was married, but he certainly knew it then. It didn't appear to bother him much although I did notice him taking a quick glance around. When his eyes looked in my direction I looked away, feigning disinterest.



As they continued to enjoy the slow song I saw Jen's hands wander down to his butt, there to squeeze and I distinctly saw her pull his hips harder against her and saw a twinkle in her eye. She said something... he grinned and nodded his head... and she pulled him hard again. It was obvious she had said something about him getting hard and he had acknowledged it without shame.



As the slow song ended and a fast song began I watched her dance and move, several times turning her back to him and rubbing her sexy ass back against his crotch. He responded in turn thrusting his hips forward and pumping them against her. I found it quite erotic to watch and wondered if Jen had found what she thought was an acceptable prospect?



At the end of that song, Jen took her friend by the hand and headed back over to the bar. On the way she caught my eye and gave me a quick jerk of her head to say, "Come on over." I was excited and nervous all at the same time. Had she found her guy for the night? Did he have what she wanted? Was he okay? Or would he turn out to be a jerk? Too many questions that would be answered soon enough.



As I approached Jen at the bar I saw that she was still holding hands with her new friend. She didn't let go of him as she put her other arm around my waist, pulled me tight and tilted her head up to give me a kiss. "Hi, lover," she said with a grin. Then she turned her head to her new friend and said to me, "This is Bill." Then to Bill, "This is my husband, Wolf."



Bill stuck out his hand. "Pleased to meet you, Wolf. This is one hell of a sexy wife you have here."



"My pleasure," I replied and then looking at my delicious wife I added, "and you're absolutely right. Thank you for noticing."



Bill chuckled as he picked up his drink. "It's hard NOT to notice when she moves the way she does."



Looking back at Jen I raised my eyebrows to ask all the questions I wanted to ask but didn't want to just blurt out in case she hadn't said anything to Bill. In reply she told me about their conversation on the floor.



"Bill is here on a working weekend," she started off. "He just got divorced a few weeks ago and has been enjoying some time alone..." She giggled some and added, "But he's been suffering like most men suffer when they don't have a woman to, ah... tend to their needs."



Turning to Bill I held up my drink and toasted, "Here's to women willing to take care of your needs!" He agreed, laughed and we clinked glasses before each downing a swig. Jen continued.



"So, I was telling him about how well you help me out with MY needs... and that I thought, if you didn't mind, I might be able to help him out with some of his." The statement was veiled as a hidden question. She should have known the answer. If Bill had what she wanted &#x2013; and I assumed he did or she wouldn't have even talked to him about the possibility of "helping him out with his needs" &#x2013; then she knew I wouldn't object. The choice was all hers, so I threw it back at her.



"Well, sweety, the question is whether or not YOU want to help Bill out with his needs." Just to clarify for Bill's sake I added, "You know I'm okay with it if you want to."



Looking over at Bill who was looking down at her she seemed to appraise him for another few seconds before answering me &#x2013; but she never took her eyes off his as she spoke. "I think it just might be a good thing to do... to help him out with his needs..." Bill didn't know what to say so he just took another drink.



"So, do you guys want to stay and dance some more? Or find someplace else to go?" I asked. Jen knew what I was doing. I was giving her a chance to get to know him some more just in case she wasn't entirely sure... but it seems she didn't need that extra time.



"I think we should go someplace else," she answered confidently. "I've had enough of this bar and dancing..." and then as she looked back at Bill again she continued, "I think someplace a little quieter and maybe more private is in order."



I very much wanted to go with them, but I also wanted to give Jen the option of being alone with him in case that was what she might want for whatever reason. "Shall I tag along?" I asked. "Or can you guys find your way?"



Jen giggled, knowing full well what I was doing. "I think you should definitely come along," she replied. "I've just met Bill and who knows what evil things he might be capable of..." She giggled as she said the last part, but I got the point. I was welcome to come with them.



Bill played along quite well by saying, "Oh, I'm capable of all kinds of evil things, but you'll enjoy every one of them!"



Not one to be outdone, Jen fired back, "And Wolf had better watch carefully to make sure I don't enjoy it TOO much!" I had to smile. My dear darling shy wife who had so often worried about what others might think should anyone ever discover her new-found enjoyment of sex was obviously no longer worried about such things and looking forward to whatever it was Bill had packed away in his pants.



We all left the Club together with Bill holding Jen's left hand and me holding her right. We took the boardwalk tram back to our hotel and unloaded still giggling from the sexually charged innuendo filled conversation we'd been having. I think Jen got a brief case of nervousness because she suggested we stop in the hotel bar for another drink before heading up to our room. Bill hid his disappointment well by agreeing after a barely noticeable hesitation. I kept my mouth shut and wondered if Jen was going to chicken out...



Once we got into the bar Jen ordered a toasted almond and Bill ordered a beer. I had a coke because I wanted to make sure that I stayed entirely sober to watch and or help with whatever might take place up in our room. I think I was more excited about Jen actually getting to enjoy a flesh-and-blood big dick than she was... but I was pretty sure she was highly excited about it and trying to calm the attached nervousness.



To my surprise she finished her toasted almond pretty quickly, exchanging few words with Bill and I in between gulps. I guess she just wanted one more "calm my nerves" drink... because she insisted Bill finish up his beer, and me my coke, and was ready to go upstairs.



In the elevator on the way up was the first time they kissed. Jen initiated it and really surprised me. She had still been holding both our hands as we all got into the elevator, but inside she let go of mine, turned to Bill and said, "I've been wanting to do this for almost an hour now," and leaned up to kiss him. I stood and watched my wife expand her sexual horizons some more &#x2013; albeit in a very small way &#x2013; as she passionately embraced her new friend. The kiss started out as a tentative peck, but I saw both of them spread their lips and could easily tell that their tongues were exploring.



They were still kissing hard when the elevator doors opened and I had to clear my throat to interrupt them. "Ahem," I sounded... "This is our floor." They broke their kiss but obviously didn't want to. I knew how much passionate kissing excited Jen &#x2013; I mean it really lights her fire &#x2013; so it didn't surprise me when she grabbed Bill's hand and literally pulled him along behind her toward our room. She was moving with a purpose and I knew what that purpose was: she wanted sex. The kissing she'd held back on throughout most of her dancing with Bill, and the desires she'd controlled since we'd left the Club were now raging out of control. The kiss in the elevator had over-charged her sexual engine and she wanted sex NOW.



At the hotel room door while waiting for me to get it unlocked and opened Jen pulled him into another deep kiss... and when I announced that the door was open she didn't stop. They somehow managed to keep their lip-lock going as they staggered together into the room and over toward the bed. I expected them to fall on it together and start pawing each other's clothes off... but Jen apparently had a little more control than I thought.



At the bed she let Bill fall, breaking the kiss as he went. "Give me a few minutes," she said. "I'll be right back." With a wink at me she went into the bathroom. While she was in their Bill again asked me if I was sure I was okay with this. I assured him that I was and that I wanted him to be as thorough &#x2013; "aggressively gentle" is what I called it &#x2013; as he could be in pleasuring her sexually and to give her anything and everything that she asked for. I reminded him that it was her first time with another man in well over ten years and I'd appreciate it if he'd keep that in mind as they enjoyed themselves. He agreed and asked me what she was doing in the bathroom for so long. My response was, "Probably working her nerve up. A few more kisses and she'll be putty in your hands," I added. Little did I know.



When Jen came out of the bathroom we realized that she hadn't been in their getting her nerve up. Our first hint was that she came walking out totally naked.



"That was unexpected," said Bill with a huge grin on his face as he ogled her full chest and neatly trimmed pubic thatch. "I thought I was going to take my time getting your clothes off."



Jen just grinned, first at him and then at me. "I'm so nervous that I knew I might chicken out. Coming out here naked was the one sure way I could think of that might dispel my nervousness. You'd either see me naked and run or see me naked and enjoy."



"I'm definitely on the enjoyment side," answered Bill continuing to look at her.



"Then don't just sit there," she said. "Get undressed!" Then, looking over at me, she added, "You too."



Bill and I both undressed as fast as we could but he had a head-start of a few seconds. I made sure to pay attention when he dropped his pants because I was, I'm sure, as curious as she was about what he had hanging. I have to admit, it was impressive. Semi-erect Bill's dick was as big as mine is almost completely hard. I'd guess it was about eight inches long and a handful around... maybe a shade more.



Virtually the moment his dick was exposed Jen reached for it and began stroking it. He was still trying to step out of his pants while she was staring at the new cock she was going to enjoy, pulling on it to get it harder, and reaching in with her other hand to massage his hanging balls. Bill managed to get his pants off as she was holding onto his length and then he fell backwards to sit on the foot of the bed. I expected Jen to get on the bed with him, but she surprised me yet again by kneeling in front of him and lowering her mouth to his growing tool.



I had finished getting naked and decided to get the camera out. I wanted to get as many pictures as possible for she and I to enjoy in the future. I wasn't sure if this would ever happen again but I DID know that I wanted to have plenty of recorded images to help me remember just how wanton and cock-hungry my wife had been.



As I pulled out the camera and turned it on I turned back around to see Jen trying to find out how much of Bill's growing manhood she could get into her mouth. She's never been any good at deep throating but she certainly tries hard. What she couldn't get in her mouth was quickly being covered with her spit and she was steadily stroking whatever wasn't in her mouth. As I watched and snapped a few pictures from different angles I noticed a couple of things:



One, she was being MUCH more aggressive about blowing him than she usually was with me. I contributed that to him being a new lover and her excitement levels being higher.



Two, she constantly massaged his balls which is something she rarely if ever does to me when she DOES suck my dick. No reason why she was doing that unless it was just something one of her female friends had recently told her she should try to add to her partner's pleasure.



Three, Bill's cock had grown some more and now looked to me like it was at least nine inches long, if not slightly longer, and Jen couldn't get her fingers wrapped all the way around it. It was NICE and thick and I knew she was going to enjoy feeling her pussy stretched open and deep by it.



In several of the pictures I took, Jen is trying to stuff as much of Bill's length into her mouth as she can and you can clearly see her throat opening... but she never quite managed to get it all in. Also in several of the pictures, she's got her mouth full of dick and is looking at the camera with an awfully happy look on her face.



After taking about ten pictures or so I set the camera down and got behind her to reach under her ass and feel her pussy. To say she was dripping wet would be an understatement. Her pussy was HOT with juices and obviously hungry for some fucking. I really wanted to eat her but I wasn't about to lay down on the floor in the space available to slide my head under her. With my fingers playing in her wetness I put my mouth up close to her ear and asked quietly, "Does your pussy want licked? Tongue fucked? Or just plain FUCKED?"



Popping Bill's length out of her mouth, and trying to catch the breath she'd been holding as she forced his dick into her mouth, she said, "Just fucked..."



Bill apparently heard my question and her answer because he lifted his head to look down at her and say, "Top or bottom?" Wow. All hesitation and doubts were all gone. She wanted it. He wanted to give it to her. Neither of them could have cared less that I was there.



"Bottom," Jen answered. "I want to feel you slowly slide this into me." As she said, "This" she shook his rock hard shaft. He nodded his acknowledgement. I grabbed the camera again. I wanted to make sure I got plenty of pictures of her first strange (and BIG) cock since we'd gotten married.



I watched as Jen climbed onto the bed, laid down on her back and spread her legs apart. A small part of me was surprised at how open and brazen she was being. She'd been so insecure about her body for so long it just took me aback at how quickly she was spreading her legs &#x2013; high and wide &#x2013; for this new dick. Her pussy was spread open and the swollen state of her wet inner lips was clearly visible for both Bill and I to view. If she had been having hesitations or doubts while she was in the bathroom she was definitely past them now. Her body language was making her desires clear: she wanted Bill's cock in her pussy... she wanted it immediately and she wanted to feel every inch of it.



Through the viewfinder of the camera I watched as Bill positioned himself between Jen's spread legs... holding his weight on his knees and his left hand, he held his engorged cock in his right hand and pressed it forward toward her pussy. I took pictures as fast as the camera would recharge the flash and snap while he rubbed his cockhead up and down her slit, smearing her pussy juices onto it and then using it to smear her pussy juices even farther up and down her lips and all over her clit.

<hr pg="2" />"Go slow and let me feel all of it," I heard her say. I was silently thankful because if he took his time I'd be able to get more pictures. As I snapped away I realized that his equipment was indeed bigger than Jen's Big Red toy. Bill's cock was definitely going to stretch her pussy open farther than it had been since childbirth and was going to push into her deeper than any cock ever had. I was hoping she truly enjoyed it as much as she thought she would.



When Bill felt that everything was lubricated enough he held his cockhead at her hot pussy opening and began pushing just a little. I saw Jen pull her thighs even higher and wider to give him better access, anticipating his entrance. With his first slow push, Bill slid his cockhead into Jen and I gasped in amazement as I watched her pussy lips spread and then spread some more... finally opening enough to allow the topmost part of his shaft to gain entrance.



Apparently all too aware of how things could go bad if he pushed too hard too fast (from past experience maybe?) Bill held there so that just his cockhead was penetrating Jen's sex... and he bucked his hips just a little back and forth... relaxing her opening to his width while providing minimal friction. It was awesome to see her pussy lips clutching his thickness, and quite literally, the opening of her sex being pushed back and forth as it gripped his barely moving length.



Then, with a slight pull out, he pushed in a little more. I heard a deep moan escape from Jen and knew she was loving every moment. She had been holding her ankles as she spread herself for him, but now as I continued to take pictures she put both hands on his ass and began to give him some direction. It was obvious she was ready for more as she began to pull him into her... and I watched as he stroked back and forth, giving her more and more with every push.



As he got about half of his significant dick into her I heard her begin to moan... "oh, god... oh, god... oh, god..." With every push in, and that little bit more length she got, she muttered an "oh, god..." I assumed it was because he was thicker still than Big Red and her pussy was really being stretched open... and she was loving every inch / minute. Her hands were pulling on him with every thrust and I realized that she wasn't trying to help him go slow and gentle: she was trying to pull him in deeper and deeper with every stroke... in fact, she was still pulling when he was backing out.



After several more back and forth strokes Bill had managed to get about nine inches of his cock into her... and her pussy lips were clutching him tightly. He still had almost another inch to go and I could tell that he wanted to get it all into her. I could also tell that she wanted it all. She was panting heavily but still pulling his hips and moving her own hips around to work her pussy on his length. I kept my mouth shut and kept taking pictures.



As she rotated her hips and he began to rock above her, stroking longer and steadier strokes I realized that he was still "bottoming out" at about the nine inch mark. The sounds she was making were incoherent moans, groans and pants about being "so full", "feeling so good" and "needing all of it". His moans were intermixed with his heavy breathing as he held his weight off of her and kept up his hip movement.



After several minutes of his stroking and her moving her hips beneath him she finally held his hips and made him stop. Looking down at her in askance he obviously didn't understand why she'd made him stop. Both of them were enjoying the fucking an awful lot. What was wrong?



"Push into me, baby," she said as she pulled on his hips. "Just push. Don't stroke. Just push..." He had gotten the hint and had thrust into her and was continuing to push his weight down into her pussy while she kept rotating her hips. Her actions made her desires obvious: she wanted ALL of his cock and what they had been doing wasn't working. It was now here only goal: to get his full length into her stretched out cunt. THEN they could go back to fucking.



I took several more pictures as he just pushed and pushed and she pulled on him and kept moving her hips around... and slowly but surely his cock stretched her pussy deeper and deeper until finally his balls were resting against her puckered backdoor and the full length of his cock was encased in her wet sex. Still he kept pushing, she kept pulling and together they kept rotating / grinding together.



Gradually that grinding and rotating began to mix with an in and out motion that was shallow... and then began to grow and speed up... until Bill was fully thrusting out until only his cockhead held her pussy stretched open, and then slamming back down into her until his balls slapped her ass. Each thrust was hard and I saw her wince on several of his thrusts into her. But even as she winced her hands were pulling him hard and she was thrusting her hips up against him.



When her pussy had finally adjusted to his size and she was completely comfortable with it I heard her say, "Just fuck me," to him. Almost immediately he began a cock assault the likes of which I never thought I'd see my wife take. Holding his weight on his knees and hands he worked her against the spring action of the bed, slamming his huge cock down and into her cunt as the bed springs were pushing her back up. The slapping sounds of their pelvis were loud but not loud enough to overcome the keening noises she was making as she was fucked deeper and thicker than she ever had been before.



Bill's staying power was pretty good. It had been almost twenty minutes since his first penetration of her sex and he was going at it pretty hard and fast. As he was just beginning to show signs of getting tired, Jen told him to stop and roll over. He obeyed and I was once again taking pictures as fast as I could as I watched my wife straddle, line up and then settle down onto his impressive equipment. As her pussy had already been fucked into the shape of his cock, she had no trouble settling down onto it. With only three strokes she was sitting on him, with his balls nestled up against her butt.



AS I continued to take pictures as fast as I could I watched her ride up and down that length, sometimes stopping at the bottom to just rock back and forth. I knew she was feeling his cockhead stirring deeper inside her than any other previous cock had ever been... and I also knew she was loving it. Looking over at me and the camera, just as one of many of her orgasms washed through her she said, "Thank you, baby... thank you..." and then her head fell back as her pussy spasmed around his length and another climax took hold.



For another ten or fifteen minutes she rocked up and down and back and forth on him. At different times he was pawing her chest, pinching and pulling her nipples... and sometimes as she rode him she reached down to rub her clit, adding to her pleasure and often quickly inciting another orgasm. When she was glistening with sweat and breathing heavy from the exertion she finally raised herself up and off him and collapsed next to him on the bed.



For a brief moment he looked in a panic as if he thought she was done... but he hadn't cum yet. "You're not finished are you?" he asked her with a chuckle in his voice.



"Not hardly," she answered in between heavy breaths. "I just need to relax a second and we can get some more."



As she laid there trying to catch her breath he idly stroked his cock. I knew Jen would enjoy pictures of him stroking his cock as it glistened with her pussy juices, so I took some pictures of that too. My own length was throbbing hard and I was freely oozing precum. If I had stroked once or twice I'd have probably cum but I had plans for that later. Not yet.



Finally she said, "okay... give me some pillows." I immediately knew what she had in mind. As Bill complied, giving her all three pillows from the bed, she stacked them up in the middle of the bed and then laid across them with them beneath her hips. The end result was that she was ass up and legs spread, her pussy on display, open and ready for him to take from behind. It wasn't quite doggy style but it was a totally relaxed position for her... and I knew she'd encourage him to fuck her hard and fast in this position until he filled her hungry pussy with cum.



I was right. "Get behind me," she said, "And just go for it," she finished. Once again I found myself snapping pictures as fast as I could, capturing his penetration of her pussy... and all the stroking I could from different angles. Her face showed a look of ecstasy as he plowed her cunt. His strokes were hard and fast, and obviously with complete lack of concern for her pleasure or comfort. It was a good thing her pussy had adjusted to his size because otherwise she'd have been in pain from the pounding he gave her. As it was she constantly moaned at how good it felt and kept spurring him on. "yeah... fuck me... fuck me... harder... fuck me... come on, baby... get it... get it... yeah..."



Bill impressed me again. He gave her a right rigorous fucking for another five minutes or so before I saw him stiffen, his groaning changed, and his ass muscles clenched up... buried as deep into my wife as he could reach I knew he was spraying the inside of her pussy with his hot load of cum... and Jen could feel ever pulse; every jet; every splatter of his load. She moaned about how hot and full it felt...



And then he was pulling out with a plop and collapsing beside her. She never moved and I got into a good position to take some pictures of her swollen, stretched and obviously well fucked pussy.



After another five minutes or so had gone by, and without moving at all, Jen said, "Good night, Bill. Thank you." Without a word Bill got up and went into the bathroom to clean up.



I moved over to kneel beside the bed and get my face down to Jen's. "Was it everything you hoped it would be?" I asked.



"And then some," she answered with a smile. "Thank you for helping me do this. That was the best fuck I've ever had in my life."



"Glad to help," I said with a grin of my own. "I hope you're up to one more later," I half asked. I knew I was going to get some... I just wasn't sure how soon.



"After he's gone," she said, "Let's shower together and I'll make sure I take good care of you..."



She was as good as her word and after Bill had gone we took a shower together. I washed her and she washed me. I was so hard that I thought I was going to cum while she soaped up and caressed my length... but I managed to hold off. For her part, as we cleansed her we were both impressed with how much cum flowed out of her pussy. Bill had shot an impressive load deep up into her... and it continued to drizzle out of her for most of the night. Her pussy lips were red and swollen and were still that way the next morning.



After the shower she had me lay down and she sucked my dick until I came... sucking my cum in and swallowing it for the first time ever. It had proven an enjoyable trip so far and it was only the first night. The next night would prove to be fun as well... but that's another story.

