Finding a bigger cock on holiday

I am a 36 year old woman, 10 of which I have been reasonably happily married to my husband. I am quite petit but with big, overflowing tits, the type that bounce, not too firm, soft. The following is a story about how I encountered something I was lacking in my husband on a holiday abroad.

Don't get me wrong I enjoy the sex with my husband, he is a very generous lover and I enjoy making him go down on me, often for up to an hour. I enjoy dominating him and making him act submissively for me. I often don't bother to shave my pussy, quite simply because it makes me wet to think that although it isn't as pleasant as he would like, I still have the power to make him do it. Often I will come straight in off the tennis court on a scorching hot evening, I won't even bother to jump in the shower for him. I will call him into my room and order him to get on his knees and close his eyes, he obliges all the while. I drop my wet panties (wet from sweat and from how horny I am thinking of what I am about to make him do)

I will order him to tilt his head back and open his mouth, ordering him to stick out his tongue. He knows what to expect. I rub my sweaty, wet thong under his nose, he's actually beginning to like it, he knows he's lucky to still be allowed smell my pussy juice and sweat. I stand over him, raising one leg and drop my ass/pussy directly into his tongue, hard, I grab him by the back of his head and force his nose into my muff which I am sure is glistening from my tennis earlier. He inhales deep as I grind my pussy against his mouth, he probably can barely breath. I make him give my ass hole deep licks in and out and slide it all the way up through my wet pussy to the top of my clit. He laps it all up.

When I decide I am sufficiently wet enough and am tired of standing up during this. I order him to drop down lower, I put my foot on the back of his neck and make him sniff/lick my toes. I quickly run through some more dominating positions, bending over and pushing his nose deep in my ass before I order him to lie on his back. I squat over his face and ride his mouth, his tongue goes in and out of my pussy which ever since my slutty college days (my husband knows this all too well) and the destruction it has taken at the hands of some of the monster cock that has been inside it, his tongue feels as effectual as his tiny pecker. His cock is actually average length, it just lacks the GIRTH, the thickness, the strength that I crave. His is too narrow, too thin, it doesn't fill me up. It's like a mouse tail in a jam jar basically. I long to be stretched.

I bounce on his face for a few more minutes, smothering him, sending text messages while I do it. Then I actually reach back and grab his balls, while he works so very hard to please me, I fondle his balls, pretending that they belong to that of a powerfully big, well endowed man, perhaps black, someone who could dominate me. Someone I would bend over for. I think of all the things this man would MAKE me do FOR him. Ironic that this is what I need to fantasize about in order to climax is exactly the thing my husband can't give me, just for the simple reason that his cock just doesn't measure up. I believe women are slaves to cock, but some of us are powerful enough to overcome most cocks, but the biiiig ones, we are powerless and the feel of it in our hands makes us weak at the knees. That is what I want.

As I approach climax I bounce harder, I hold him by the hair and make him keep his mouth open, I squeeze his balls hard as I want and squirt my own gushing cum all over his face, he swallows every bit. I climb off him and tell him he is allowed to jack off. He tells me he has already cum...pathetic.

This brings me to how, on a holiday abroad with my husband, my sister and her friends I finally got what I wanted.

We were getting ready for a girls night out on the town away from our husbands (which meant we would get drunk and dance like sluts on every man we saw) I make my husband get on his knees and make my pussy wet with his tongue while I apply my makeup. He doesn't even question it, surely he knows that I am just using him to make me horny for the night ahead, poor sap.

When I am ready, and I am looking sexy, way too provocative, completely inappropriate for a married woman. I walk towards the door and with my back turned to my husband I drop my shoelace of a g string to the floor around my ankles and with my 5 inch heels I step out of my wet underwear. He doesn't say anything but he has to have noticed that tonight I am going commando....I'm sure he noticed that I have shaved my pussy tonight too, and he knows it won't be for his benefit.

The night blurs pretty fast, I won't bore you with boring details, basically we got fucked up drunk, talked about our sex lives and how mediocre they were and found that we all seemed to be lacking the same thing. Sheer size, we all agreed that a man who is blessed with a nice, long, thick cock, barely has to do anything in bed. He can just lay there and we will happily bounce upon his girth all night and feel satisfied. We become big cock slaves.

Fast forward 2 hours and we are all heavily drunk in some bar on the strip. I am grinding on this chunky half cast man who has to have noticed by now that I am not wearing any underwear. I can practically feel my pussy dripping on to my thighs. He's taking such libertys with my body, feeling my ass when he desires, pressing his cock against my ass and leg through his jeans (so excited at how big it feels) he cups his hand underneath my pussy from behind and his whole hand is so big it just dominates my pussy. He slips his index finger inside me and I swear to god, even though I am so loose and wet, it fills me more than my husband's cock.

He is totally in charge here and he knows it, soon I am reaching for his cock, rubbing it through his jeans, trying to estimate it's size. He turns me around aggresively and takes me by the hand, he leads the way to the disabled toilets and locks the door. My heart is thumping so fast, I never feel dominated like this. I try to play it cool and say "You must have pretty big balls to pull a move like that" he replies, "Why don't you find out?". I feel a shot of electricity straight to my clit and I feel my pussy gush even wetter. I have no response but to drop to my knees and get to work on his belt buckle, I am so eager to see what he is packing. I take his jeans down first and I can see it's outline very clearly through his boxers, straining to get out, such power, it must have been at least 10 inches long and so thick and fat.

I reach my hand in and take this beast out, my eyes widen and my jaw drops at the sheer weight of the thing. It was intimmidating. I WANTED it in my mouth. I marvel at the idea that this cock was nowhere near hard yet and it already dwarfs my husbands. I touch his balls and if I thought his dick was heavy, wow, these bad boys must be so full of cum. I lifted his cock and treated myself to a nice long lick of his ball sack that hung so full of cum. Just as my tongue touched against his salty, sweaty balls my face was pressed against them. My nose was being smothered by his immensely big, sweaty balls.

I had no choice but to smell and taste them. Is this what it feels like for my husband when I dominate him. I felt small, weak, subservient, out of control and I loved every second of it. I let his power engulf me. Lapping up long licks (as far as under his asshole) I savoured every taste, I began to pump his cock head with my palm (I couldn't even close my fist around it)

All sorts of things ran through my head. I was thinking, I want to do so much while I have this hugely hung man at my disposal. I wanted him to test my limits, I wanted to keep licking his balls, I wanted to suck his dickhead, I wanted to bend over, spread my legs, feel him in my pussy. So much. I decided I would just be a total fuck slave for him. I demonstrated (as if he needed telling) this by putting my palms on the floor and tilting my head back like a lapping dog. He teabagged me some more. Then he finally let me have it in my mouth, He made me close my eyes and tilt my head back with my mouth open and tongue wagging.

I had my mouth open as wide as it could but still as he slid the thing into my mouth I could feel it filling up, pressing my lips to the edge. When I thought I had it all in I began to clamp my lips shut on it, prepearing to work so hard for this cock, it deserved it. No sooner had my lips closed than he grabbed the back of my hair and said "NO NO NO, there's loads more, you just got the head so far" I opened my eyes and realised he was right. This is incredible.

He watched my eyes widen in fear as he slid more in, gagging, I took as much as I could, which was still only less than half of his length. I was disappointed in myself, I want to practice on this cock more, to train to be able to take more.

I started to suck slowly, enjoying it, I deserve this I think to myself as I slide my lips over his bulbous cock, feeling every thick vein pumping around. Frighteningly I can feel it growing harder in my mouth. I bob my head on this python until he is fully hard in my mouth. He has no mercy on me and fucks my pretty little mouth like he owns me, he does own me. He takes it out every once in a while and slaps my face with it. Leaving it like a slab on my face, eclipsing me. I use this as a chance to sneak another sniff and few licks/sucks off his heavy balls. They weigh so heavy on my tongue. When I return to bobbing on his cock I play with them with my hands (it takes two to feel them all) I scold myself for not doing this earlier.

After what must have been at least 10 minutes of cock slavery by me, I begin to wonder what he is going to do with me, what is he going to do with his cum. I couldn't decide what I wanted him to do with it. I went through all the options in my mind. I would like to feel his cock pulsate between my lips and feel the overwhelming power of his cock as it sprays cum into my mouth, he would fill my mouth, how much cum would there be? But I havn't felt it in my pussy yet.

After a while, he ALLOWED me to grovel at his feet and savour his balls once more. He told me to get up, bend over the toilet, reach back, spread my legs and pread my pussy with my hands. I knew what was coming. I whisper to him meekly to put on a condom, he just laughs and puts his hand on my head and pulls my hair. I do as he says.

I touch my pussy as I reach back, God it is wetter than glasgow. DRIPPING. I rub my slit, thanking god it's so wet, it will need all the lube it can get to accommodate this hammer. Then I feel it. His massive cock rubs up and down against my slit, teasing me, I want it inside me but worry how much I can take. He demands that I back my pussy onto it, god he really works me. I love it. I do as he says and as I back up I feel it stretching my pussy which for the first time in my life I actually feel as tight. I back as far as I THINK I can take but I am mistaken as I was trying to take it in my mouth.

I have only taken his head so far, he loses patience, grabs my shoulders and thrusts himself deep and hard into my wet pussy. This takes my breath away. The only way I can describe how I feel is full, I feel it touch my stomach and it gives me a tingly nervous sensation like nothing I have ever felt before.

He leaves it in deep at first for my pussy to get accustomed to it's size. It's sapping me of all my energy. He demands that I thrust my hips back and forth to get used to the pain. I oblige, gently at first, wincing as it slides in and out. Then I pick up the pace and soon he his pounding my pussy relentlessly, his heavy balls smacking against my ass, I hear them every time, I reach my hand back and feel them swinging. I am embarrased to say that it only took him five mins to make me cum. As soon as I began to think what it would be like for him to powerfully thrust his own cum deep inside me, with no condom on, just set me off, I couldn't take it and I exploded, my tight cunt squeezing around his thick prick and squirting but none escaping because there was nowhere it could go, he had filled me up.

My legs were shaking and he allowed me drop to my knees. He didn't give me much of a rest though. Pushing my head against the cubicle door he smothered my mouth with his balls again. He told me he was deciding what to do with his cum. He told me to get his cock wet, so I touched my pussy and used my own cum as lube, I noticed his cock had my white cream around it already anyway.

It was embarrassingly easy for him to make me cum. I bobbed my head on his cock and worked hard for him, he had given me such a shuddering orgasm I needed to repay him, so on all fours I worked like the little cock hungry whore I was for his cock, it bossed me. When I needed a break I would suck his balls while taking long strokes of his cock, I could feel his cum begin to pulse through his veins. I wanted his cum so badly, I didn't know where though. I kept pumping with my arm and sucking with all the power I had.

Then he pressed my nose into his balls once more and ordered me to pump faster and harder. So I did. I was so excited, thinking about how much cum this powerful cock will produce. He grabs my face, tilts my head back, I automatically open my mouth as wide as I can ( I don't want to drop any) and then I feel it, smashing against the back of my throat powerfully at first, it's not just the first shot that is powerful but the second, third, fourth and then it begins to subside a litle, still shooting with more power than any cock I have ever had. Soon my mouth fills and it's dribbling out onto my lips, like a water fountain.

It tastes so good. I take as much into my mouth as I can and swallow it was thick like a milkshake.

Satisfying, kneeling on a disabled toilet floor in a dirty nightclub with this chunky, hung black man towering over me. I can't believe I just did that. My pussy twitches from the beating it took. I instinctivly take his cock to my mouth once more and clean the cum off it. The things he made me do. I wanted more cum. He treated me like no one ever before and I loved it. I was his bitch and he knew it. I'd be a bitch for anyone with a cock like that.

He told me to meet him back there again for round two the next night and although my pussy twitched, I knew I'd be back.

I returned home that night and drunkenly stumbled into my husband. I decided to play with him. I made him sooth my pussy by licking it, I even rewarded him with a few kisses. I wonder if he could taste the hung black man's semen on my mouth or taste how deep he had been in my pussy.

I close my eyes and pretend to fall asleep, the sap keeps licking. Then, maybe because he thinks I won't wake up he risks climbing on top of me and putting his tiny little pencil dick in me, I allow it. I feel his needle dick prodding me and it's not even enough to keep me from falling asleep. I dream of tomorrow night and how I can push it even further, I had to make use of this massive cock while I had it....

End of part one