Barb & Gary: Our First Time

Eleven years. Yes, eleven years, that's how long it took me to take an interest in some unfamiliar cock. During those eleven years we talked about it, fantasized about it but I never received an earnest commitment from my husband that it would be OK to give it a whirl and see what happened.

I think is was late in '86 that we eventually agreed that we would place an ad for some large cock(s). You know the type, the ones that are in the adult magazines but unfortunately in cities five hundred miles or even further away. Gary took some rather resourceful photos of me for our ad, composed the promo, and mailed it off. We waited.

While we're waiting, I think I should share with you a little background information about us. We are both college educated. We have been married for over twenty-five years. Yes, we are very much in love, no question about it. I guess we were in the standard grove of things or if you will the standard routine of boredom that so many of our married friends had fallen hostage to after many years of being as one. We decided that we would try and do things in a proper manner. Everyone has the means of playing the S&C (sneak & cheat) game and we have seen the results which were not appropriate for us.

We had a long talk about the boredom trap and agreed that we would not fall victim. Gary had for some number of years brought home swingers magazines for his reading (and viewing) pleasure. I never looked at them, gave them much attention, nor did I take any interest in them. I am, or should I say, "was", a one guy gal. Gary on the other hand has always been a bit voyeuristic. As an example, he and his friends would play cards and watch 8mm XXX movies or more currently, rent a XXX video tape.

For quite sometime we thought about enhancing our sex life by doing something different. I was more hesitant than he but finally decided I'd humor him and see what came along. We didn't know what we were looking for or what we would try but it would be something we could do together and it would be something different. I really didn't think much would come of it all as I had requested that we really try and to find someone who had an endowment that was far beyond "average".

One month after our ad ran we had received only two responses, one from a waco in El Paso, TX and one from some local flaming ass hole who didn't send a "proof-of-size" photo as we had requested in the ad. After another three weeks of waiting we received a letter and photo from an almost local guy who looked VERY incontrovertibly interesting . The photo was of poor quality, I mean, it was not very clear, it was a bit difficult to accurately define the good part. This guy appeared to be a black man. Now, I am very particular. I not the kind of chick that cackles "Any cock'L do". I suggested that Gary make arrangements to meet this guy by himself to see if he was for real and just what kind of a guy he was. Gary really wasn't keen on that idea but he figured hey, why not. Gary wrote back to our new found friend and requested a one-on-one meeting in one of the adult bookstores. He explained that he had been assigned the dubious task of making sure that he, the new friend, was all that he said he was.

As Gary recalls; I arrived at the bookstore around 9pm. The gentleman, who I'll call Cal was there already and leaning against a wall in the video booth area. He was about six feet tall and weighed approximately 185. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt, a better than average looking guy. I introduced myself and we made some meaningless small talk. We exchanged phone numbers and told him that we would be in touch. As I was leaving he said, "Don't you want to see my "credentials"?" At this point, I guess I was stumbling for words as he jerked down his sweat pants and I found myself staring at a 9 to 10 inch soft black cock. Before I could say anything he asked if that would be adequate, and did he qualify? I said, "yes... I believe so......"

When I arrived home. Barb was waiting with two drinks and a hundred questions. She was visibly aroused and in a very curious state. Her very first question related to the size of his cock. I told her that it was soft but it look like about nine inches. She asked if it was thick and I said, "more so than average". The questions continued and we ended up in bed screwing our brains out while trading questions back and forth for two hours. We agreed that we would call Cal and meet him next week for a drink. Barb had the last right of refusal, that's what we agreed to, that's our standard practice, and that's how we operate.

On the following Wednesday evening we arrived at a local watering hole where Cal was waiting in his car in the parking lot as he said he would. We went into the bar and sat at a table, ordered drinks and talked. We talked for about an hour. I had to take a leak so I excused myself and went to the men's room. When I returned I made a very discrete inquiry as to how the "Chemistry" was going. Barb looked me directly in the face and said, "Why don't you go and get us a room." When she said that I felt my stomach go tight and my cock shift in my pants. I said, "great", Cal said, "great" and I was gone in a flash. I returned in about twenty minutes. All was set. We left the bar and headed to the local HDI. On the way to the motel Barb asked me, "How do we start this thing off?" I said, "Ask Cal, I'm sure he's been in this situation before".

When we got into the room. I sat down in a chair by a table and started to assemble my camera equipment. I then heard Barb say, "Cal, how do we do this?" Barb's voice trailed off at the end of the question. She was obviously nervous. Cal responded by taking off his shoes, sweater, and pants. He had on a pair of red tight briefs that had a bulge in them the size of a pound of ground meat. At this point, it's impossible for me to describe, but I will never forget the look on Barb's face; I guess best described, it was one of dazed amazement.

Barb is 5'1" & weighs about 110. Her breasts are a very respectable size C with nipples that are ultra sensitive, almost orgasmic to a gentle tongue. She then took off her miniskirt, shoes, and only unbuttoned her blouse. She sat down in her black half slip, red silk blouse, and black bra next to Cal who was laying on the bed and asked him if she could see his cock. Cal replied, "Help yourself, it's yours for the evening". With that, Barb reached over and folded down his shorts and saw a very large thick soft black cock. She began to stroke it very slowly with her left hand and just stared in amazement as it began to harden. For three or four minutes she massaged his cock until it was as hard as a rock. She asked Cal if she could measure it and he said again, "Barb, it's yours for the evening". I was very surprised when she reached in her purse and pulled out her cloth sewing tape. Cal's cock, now fully tumescent, was logged in at 12.5 inches long from the top side, base to tip, and 7.5 inches around near the head. While Barb was stroking it I had noticed that as it grew she could not get her hand all the way around it. She put her tape away, removed her half slip, blouse, and bra then returned to the bed next to Cal and again started to stroke his giant cock. She look beautiful, just the black thigh-high nylons and blonde hair against the dark purple bed spread and Cal's dark skin. After a minute of stroking, she started to lick and suck the head of this new found rod of pleasure. I was taking pictures and having erections come and go like the sunshine on a rainy Spring day.

Barb then moved establishing a new position and strategically placed her pussy directly above the head of Cal's cock. She tried to set herself down on top of the meaty head. She stroked the head along her pussy lips and began to wiggle down on it, trying to start it in. She said, "It won't go in, it's too big."

I suggested that she lay on the bed and continue to suck and stroke his cock while I ate her pussy to make it wet. As I placed my head between her legs my lips and tongue met an already wet pussy. I began eating her and I tried to leave as much saliva behind as possible in and around her pussy. As I removed my head she again moved back into the superior position and again began to stroke her pussy with the head of Cal's cock. The giant tool began to ever so slowly and almost reluctantly enter into her pussy. She worked her pussy on his cock as if it were a mouth trying to deep throat a cock. She managed to get about five or six inches of it buried. I could tell by her low level moans that her passions were on the rise. Cal had began to gently massage her breasts which by itself can bring Barb to orgasm. Barb's face began to go flush almost blending with her blond hair. Cal suggested that she lay on her back and let him do some of the work.

Without saying a word Barb was on her back, she put her hands behind her knees, lifted her legs and spread them wide. Cal knelt between her legs. He kissed and licked Barb's pussy for about five minutes. While he was eating her he slowly stroked his cock. He stopped eating her and then gently started again to insert the head of his cock and ever so slowly ease it in. Inch by inch slowly twisting and working it ever so carefully. After ten minutes of his expert movement he had all twelve and a half inches of his thick cock buried in Barb's pussy. Barb had climaxed once and she was about ready to do it again. As Cal would withdraw his cock on the backstroke, I could see how saturated it was with Barb's wetness. It shimmered, sparkled, and glistened from the lights in the room. Barb's love juices had coated its entire spectrum. It look scintillating, almost good enough to eat. . . . Every pore, every cell, every inch of my body was totally turned-on by viewing this milestone, I was enjoying the most extravagant mind trip I've have ever had my life. I was mentally turned on beyond words. Cal asked Barb to lay over on her side. He again pumped her pussy with his full length to her second orgasm. As he stroked her pussy with his cock he began to stop every ten or fifteen strokes to rest. Barb seemed to sense that he was getting close to filling her pussy with that magic white fluid of which erotic dreams are made.

She asked him to not cum in her, she wanted to watch his cock squirt. Cal removed himself from her and sat back on the bed. Barb got on her knees between his legs and with both hands started to work his cock in an up and down circular motion. She asked Cal, "how soon can you start squirting?", he replied that it could be whenever she wanted. Barb told him that she would like to suck his cock and pump all the cum out of it onto her chest but first she wanted to bring him to the edge of orgasm five or six times so that he would be able to have a really huge load ready to squirt on her.

As she worked his cock I watched Cal's face, each time he reached that point of ecstasy just before climax, his eyes would close and his face would become very tense, Barb would stop and let his cock rest for about thirty seconds. Then she would suck it and pump it again. After what seemed to be an eternity, Barb asked Cal to stand up alongside the bed. Almost by instinct he knew what she was going to do next. This would be the cum shot.

Cal stood by the side of the bed. Barb sat on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor she began licking the shaft of his straining cock. She is an expert at this and she was sure to leave his cock very wet and slippery so her hands could easily slide the entire length of the black shaft thereby imparting maximum pleasure. Barb began to suck on the head and on as much of the shaft as she could get into her mouth. I then noticed those hungry movements she began to use. The movements whereby her hands and mouth become the perfect pleasure machine, everything working in unison, never missing a coordinated pleasurable stroke.

Forty-five seconds later Cal's breathing was very heavy, he let out a low moan. Barb pulled her mouth off the head of his cock as the first squirt was half way out. The balance of the first squirt literally splashed off her chin, ending up on her cheeks, nose, forehead and hair while the first part began to slowly find its way from her mouth running slowly over her lips and down to her chin and eventually dripping onto her chest. She then pointed his cock at her chest and started that squeezing circular back and forth hand job motion that would soon drain Cal dry. As Barb milked his cock it began to spew cum juice in spurts that were very thick and about five or six inches long. She pointed his cock at one breast, pumped it and it would squirt. Then she pointed it at the other breast, pumped it and let it squirt. Cal unleashed a beautiful, grand and glorious total of nine voluminous squirts of beautiful cum juice onto Barb's breasts. She loved watching and feeling every warm wet drop land on its proper target.

We have lost track of Cal and are currently looking for his long term replacement. It's not an easy task, but then again, it took us almost eleven years to find Cal. We hope it won't take us as long to find a "special " new friend.