Loading...To say I was depressed as my 30th birthday approached was a mild understatement, I felt as if there was so many things I had not done. I had gotten married when I was eighteen and my husband was only my second lover and also the second time I had ever had sex, the first being a quick grope when I was sixteen.
I had been really rather plump when we married and my husband had not seemed to mind very much but at the same time he didn’t compliment me much and even early in our marriage he was not an exciting lover but I thought that was just the way it was and that my body did not excite him very much. I had very low self esteem and it wasn’t helped by finding his Playboy magazines and by the fact he would secretly look at skinny women on the street trying to do it so I would not see. I would try to add excitement to our marriage but my husband always acted as if anything other then boring old missionary was a disgusting sin.
As time went on I felt worse about my self and I slowly gained until I got to what I weigh now, 256 at five foot seven, and then my husband started wanting me less and less till we only had sex every other Saturday night and he was working late all the time. What saved my sanity was the Internet. About two years ago I found all kinds of stuff on line where people love big women and I also found that there was a support group in my town for big women that was not a diet group. After getting on the e-mailing list and reading books for about three months strait I was starting to get very angry at my husband and at myself for letting myself be treated so poorly.
I finally decided it was time to meet other women like me so I joined the group in town and it really opened my eyes, we talked about everything, but the best thing that happened was Martha. Martha is a huge light skinned black woman who was at least five eleven and 350 pounds and carried herself like a goddess which just seemed to make people around her treat her like one. Don’t ask me why but Martha took me under her wing after the first few get-togethers and we began meeting at happy hour for margaritas after work and to talk and laugh, it was there I poured out my heart about my husband and how unhappy I was.
Martha was the one who finally opened my eyes to what was going on, she pointed out that he went out of town a lot and when he did he always came back with all of his clothes cleaned by the hotel, everything. He was staying late at work, some nights till nine thirty and yet I knew that none of his co-workers worked as hard but my husband always just said he felt he had to work hard to keep up with the salary I made from my job which was very high paying, this would always make me feel so guilty. And even though I did the laundry every weekend he did have one pile of laundry he insisted on doing, his ‘smelly gym clothes’ which I always just thought of as his workout clothes but as I began to pay attention to the wash also included a lot of pairs of underwear.
Martha had been through a divorce, her husband had been a very rich man gotten his fortune partly because of the fact that Martha had given up collage to put him through grad school and he always swore to her that she would be able to go back to school but then he had always wanted her to be his hostess and help with his business. After thirteen years they had had three kids and every time she brought up school he had another reason for her not to go, she said that was how kids two and three happened.
Martha had one day caught him having sex with the sixteen year old babysitter while his two year slept in the next room and she had the brains to take pictures instead storming into the room. Faced with the pictures and a prison sentence he had folded like a house of cards, Martha had gotten half of everything including half of the business, she took the house and generous support for the kids.
So when I met Martha she was back in school enjoying life and having a fine time and her husband was in sex addicts anonymous. I knew that I could just divorce my husband, I would get half just on the grounds I made more and I didn’t want the condo because it had bad memories for me but I wanted to catch him and I wanted to know why, so Martha helped me hire an investigator.
The investigator followed my husband and I thought it was going to be hard but in three days she called and told us she knew where he was going and that she had pictures even. Martha and I went to her office, Joyce was a fellow member of our BBW support group. As she put the pictures on the desk I spread them out, I was shocked at the pictures she showed me, not at the fact my husband was having sex with another woman, I was ready for that, it was what he was doing.
My boring missionary only “couples don’t do that dear” husband was doing kinky things, very kinky things. He was being spanked by a blonde who was only maybe fifty pounds lighter then me, she was riding on top of him as if he was a pony with a bit in his mouth and most shocking of all they were going down on each other, something I had suggested which had met with a long lecture about the sanctity of marriage and not befouling it with sinful acts. I was ten times madder to see him doing all these wild things, some I had always wanted to try then I would have been if he was just fucking her, now I really wanted to catch him and humiliate him and more then ever I needed to know why he had never done these things with me.
We knew when he said that he would be staying late before leaving for work that the night had come so Martha and I went to an early happy hour and got more then a little tipsy since I needed some Irish courage to make it through the night. Finally at 7:30 Joyce stopped by the condo and picked me up, we were both too tipsy to drive. When we got there the plan was for Joyce who neither of them knew to knock and not stop till they opened the door and for us to storm the place, but being a little wasted I tried the nob first and found it unlocked. Of course I could not pass this up.
We snuck down the hall and could hear smacking noises coming from the open door, Martha and I both got out our cameras and pushed through the door taking pictures. The scene was amazing, there was my prude of a husband on his knees with his ass in the air and a shiny red ball gag in his mouth, which I might add was painted with pink lipstick which patched the frilly pink panties he was wearing perfectly. Behind him was this tarty looking woman in a corset and high heels with a Dolly Parton wig and pink strap on dildo that matched the panties. I think Martha and I must have each taken half a roll of film before the shock had ended and screaming started.
I laid into him about why he was cheating and what he was doing and why he treated me like he did, until finally he broke down and told me how his mother had drilled it into him that he must never make his wife do the disgusting things his father made her do. I should mention his mother is a freaky old woman and they have a very, very close relationship, it seems when he was growing up she use to tell him in great detail all the ‘disgusting’ things his father made her do and that those were the kind of things you did with ‘bad’ girls and never with your wife. So he had promised the old bag and I had wasted a little over ten years of my sexual life with a man who had been cheating on me the whole time. He told me the reason he married me was because I was a sweet virgin and believe me I had a great deal of fun telling him about that wild sixteen year old fuck before I met him and letting him know he was not the first.
Well to say the least I got the condo, half the rest of the assets and a broken heart and he got the pictures. I sold the condo for a nice little house and worked on getting over the broken heart. Over the next year I went to a few BBW dances with Martha and I even had a fling that lasted a little over a month which unfortunately was not very exciting, and a couple one night stands which were quite a bit more exciting but I always felt sort of guilty afterwards, I got to do some of the things I wanted to try all those years.
I just couldn’t seem to find my ‘Wild Woman’ as Martha put it, she would play me this song called ‘Wild Women Don’t Get the Blues’ and tell me I had to get in touch with that part of me and learn to be a sexual diva. Martha was definitely a sexual diva, even at her size she had men lusting after her all the time, all kinds of men, when we went to an event they swarmed like flies and it wasn’t just her size but her attitude one of them told me. She told me that the trick was to be absolutely sure that you are sexy even if it is just to one person and that what I really needed was to have my body worshiped totally to see how desirable I am.
Well that brings me to the day of my 30th birthday, I took a weeks vacation and the day before my birthday Martha gave me a day spa visit and she and I were totally spoiled from head to toe. I then splurged and paid a lot to have a fabulous stylist cut and highlight my dark blond hair and decided that from now on this was one expense I was going to make room for. I was feeling and looking fabulous and we spent the evening dining out and having fun but I couldn’t figure out why we were doing this the night before my birthday. Martha said that she had planned a party at a big hotel suite the next day and all I had to do was look beautiful and show up at eight o clock ready to enjoy the best night of my life and that she would leave the info on my answering machine tomorrow.
I got ready the next day and put on a sexy dress and my new sexy lingerie that Martha had talked me into buying including a garter belt and stockings and high heel shoes, I did my make up perfect and grabbed my purse and headed out the door with the directions I had gotten at seven o’ clock. I was kind of surprised when I pulled up in front of the big ornate building called Anniversary Inn, I knew they did large expensive theme rooms for romantic getaways but I did not know they rented out rooms for parties. I just shrugged my shoulders and went in and headed for the third floor and what I now realized was the Sleeping Beauty Suite at the end of the hall, I knew from having seen the web site that this was the fanciest of all the rooms.
As I neared I couldn’t hear any noise and I saw a note on the door with my name on it, I took it off and unfolded it.
“Claire, it is time to find your wild woman, remember that wild woman list we made where you listed down all those things you wanted to do and never did? Well behind this door is your chance to check off most of those things from your list, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You can go in and appease your curiosity and then leave if you want or you can stay the room is payed for for two days so you don’t have to leave anytime tomorrow.
Love Martha”
I stared at the note and began to shake as I thought of the things on the list and just how well I knew Martha could probably come through with what she said, I began to turn around to leave when I caught site of myself in a hallway mirror. I looked totally different then when I had been married to my husband, I had beautiful clothing and perfect hair, my make up was perfect but more then that I stood totally different, I did not look defeated and there was a gleam in my eye and when I looked myself in the eyes I knew I would not leave.
I grasped the door handle and opened the door, I could hear the soft sound music filling the room and it smelled wonderfully of roses and other flowers. Everything was shades white, cream, peach and gold and made to look like a fairytale castle with a turret and I could hear water running and see that there was a grotto full of live plants and a hot tub big enough for six with a waterfall. As I moved farther into the room I saw that the bed was immense, one of the largest I had ever seen and raises up on a dias, it was covered with gold colored satin and had lots of pillows and the head board was ornate gold color iron work. There were chaise lounges scattered around the room and one wall off to the side was made up entirely of mirrors.
I stood in the middle and was startled when I heard a throat clear behind me. I turned quickly and saw two of the most beautiful young men I had ever seen before, one of them looked vaguely familiar and I thought I may have seen him dancing with Martha at the last dance I had gone to her with. They both looked to be maybe twenty-one and I would guess they had to be football players because they were both so wonderfully muscled and strong looking.
The young man who had cleared his throat was the one from the dance stepped forward and said in the most charming southern accent, “Miss Claire, Miss Martha asked us to be your gift, ummm that is there is nothing in the world that would please Matthew and me more than if you would let us fulfil your fantasies. My name is Chris and I saw you at that last dance and ma’me I honestly think you are truly beautiful and deserve to a wonderful birthday.” Chris seem to run out of steam as if he didn’t know how to go on and even though he was nearly a foot taller then me and finely muscled probably weighing 240 pounds I felt kind of protective towards him. He was truly stunning, six five if he was an inch and all muscles, he had the clean cut all American farm boy looks with light brown hair and soft gray eyes in the kindest of faces, I would later learn that kind face was terrifying on a football field.
Matthew spoke up as well, where Chris’ voice had been soft Matthew’s voice was a deep sexy rumble that vibrated through my body. “Ma’me, Chris knows I love big beautiful ladies and when he described you to me I thought he was exaggerating how sexy you are but I see he isn’t, I would love to make any of your fantasies come true for you, I can’t think of anything better.” The thought of Matthew touching me was making me wet already, he was an inch or so shorter then Chris but he was much more muscular and his hands were huge. He was also very black with dark satiny brown skin that seemed to be poured like satin over his bulging muscles.
Both boys were wearing khakis and tight fitting polo shirts with short sleeves that strained to cover their arms and didn’t do a very good job of it. Martha sure knew what I liked. It didn’t take more then a second to look in their beautiful eyes and see that these boys were not lying, they were looking at me with honest desire. These sexy men who I was sure could have just about any woman on campus wanted to please a 30 year old fat chick.
I took a step back and for a second they looked a little disappointed until I lifted my arms a little and said, “You have convinced me gentlemen, I put myself in your hands.” And in their hands I was right away. Both of them started to touch me carefully as if I might break, they both kissed me and it was interesting to feel the difference in their kisses. As Chris stood in front of me kissing me Matt got behind me and began to undo my dress and let it fall to the floor. I held my breath as it began to fall, they might like the idea of me but would they like the way I look without my dress? The sigh they both let out at the sight of my corset, thong and garter with stockings was one of the sexiest and most reassuring sounds I had ever heard. They both made comments about how sexy I looked and couldn’t keep their hands off me or my corset or my double D chest.
I decided I better take charge a little so I asked them to both strip and they did without a moments hesitation, I later realized that the reason they were so comfortable in the nude around each other was four years of locker rooms. Both of them wear amazing, young gods.
Chris was more delicately sculptured all over then Matt and this included his cock which was very large but more finely shaped, it was at least nine and a half inches long and kind of thick but tapered at the head like a bevel. It had the slightest curve and the idea of where that curve would hit inside me was interesting to imagine. I had never seen a cock so long in person.
Matt was stout and muscular, built like I imagine a grizzly bear would be if it was suddenly made human, his body was wonderful to see move and like his body his cock was stout and thick. It was maybe seven inches and it was the fattest cock I had ever seen, I knew there was no way I could circle the fingers from one hand around it or even close.
Right there Martha had filled in so many of the things from my list, two men, a very young man, a black man, a long cock, a thick cock, a muscular man. If this night played out I would be a true wild woman.
I wasn’t sure how to start this and I had two beautiful young men waiting for me to decide what to do and I had no doubt I had less experience then either of them, so I decided to let one of them lead the way. I choice a number in my head, 3, yes it was easy to figure out where that came from, and then told the guys to each pick a number from 1 to 10.
Matt picked 2 and Chris picked 7 so I looked at Matt and told him, “It was 3, you win, you get to choose what you do to me and you get to tell Chris what he can do to me to start with, anything you want at all.” Another fantasy, being in someone else’s control and having to do what they say.
Matt walked up to me and in the most shocking move swept me off my feet, I now realize for a guy who bench presses 600 pounds or more that my 256 pounds wasn’t much but it shocked me and damn near made me cum since it was one of my other fantasies, being carried, I know it sounds weird, but it is a fat chick thing. Matt carried me over to one of the chaise lounges near the mirrors and set me so I could watch myself and then he got on his knees in front of me and told Chris to get behind me and play with my hair and make sure I kept my eyes on the mirrors. Matt said he was going to go down on me and he wanted Chris to tell me how sexy and wild I looked as I got all turned on and to not let me look away or close my eyes because he wanted me to realize what a sexy woman I was. I was very frightened of this idea, it had only been in the last year that I could stand in front of the mirror naked and touch my body at all and this young man wanted me to watch myself cum?
I watched the mirror and saw Matt’s muscular backside as he crawled between my legs and I felt Chris behind me and his hands on my hair and shoulders and his hard cock against my back then I felt Matt begin to open my pussy lips. I stared at my self in the mirror as I felt Matt’s tongue lap up and down all over my pussy from near my ass to the top of above my clit as if he were cleaning it and I could see my reflection squirm like a naughty school girl. I saw my nipples swell as my breasts flushed and I watched the hands stroke my pale shoulders, I saw the dark black head against my ivory white skin and I saw my red tipped fingers against the back of Matt’s head pushing him deeper. I watched myself as I wiggled and I heard myself sigh and moan as Matt’s large tongue found my clit and circled it again and again.
I began to hear Chris’ quite words through my passion and they made me even more insane.
“Look at yourself Claire you are crazy for that pussy lickin’, you are squirmin’ like a slut you can’t sit still you nasty thing, what a wild little tramp you are all wet and horny. Look at those big fat juicy nipples of yours just beggin’ to be sucked by a hot stud like me, you look so sexy you know you want it, you are panting for it. You are all flushed and beautiful I want to taste you when he is done and then I want to kiss you so you can see how wonderful you taste. Claire you are so hot, can you feel how hot you make me? I love seeing you squirm like a slut in heat, I want to put my cock in you and make you squirm like that and see your beautiful face as you cum.” Chris’ voice never lost its soft southern charm even as it got sexy and a little nasty. The feel of his long cock touching my back above the corset was hot and wonderful.
Matt’s tongue had begun to fuck into me like a little penis and his nose was rubbing my clit. I was still staring at myself, still entranced at the site of myself squirming like a tramp out of control, at the site of this beautiful black young man eating me out and of the strong tan hands touching my shoulders. As I began to shake Chris reached down and twisted my nipples where they peeked out above the corset and this set me off like a bottle rocket, I could not take my eyes off of the mirror. I saw my face blush and my chest as well, my body stiffen and shake and my hands hold Matt tight to me and finally I had to close to my eyes and throw my head back as I lost control.
I found myself wrapped in Matt’s big arms and I he was looking at me, “Well beautiful lady did you like what you saw?” he said then kissed me, I could taste me salty sweet taste on him and it was not bad at all. I licked my self off his face before answering.
“I never saw anything like it, I was beautiful, I was amazing, all the little things that happened, it was so sexy.” I leaned back and Chris was there to take me in his arms.
“My turn?” He asked.
“Oh yes anything you want handsome anything at all.” I said.
Chris had me lay on the chaise and told me he wanted to see my pretty lips on his cock and that while I was doing that Matt could suck my nipples. I lay back and pulled my corset down a little so that my breasts came out the top a bit more and then Chris came and stood at the foot of the lounge, in my month long relationship I had sucked a lot of cock but it was nothing compared to Chris’ and I was not sure how much I could do but I knew I would do the best I could. I had always liked going down this way so choice to do it with my head back instead of to the side so I laid it back over the end of the chaise and had Chris kneel above me and carefully let me guide his cock in my mouth going at my own rate.
I let my tongue whip around the head covering every inch of it, swirling it around and then sucking it into my mouth then just sucking on the head then sucking a little more at a time and then back to the head, each time taking a little more. I kept trying to remember everything I had read in erotic stories and everything that had worked before, I took more and more of Chris’ cock in my mouth the whole time swirling it with my tongue flicking the under vein and then pulling back to the head and sucking deeply to create pressure. I was surprised at how much of his dick I was taking in my mouth since before this the biggest I had sucked this way was six inches and I had gotten all of that down no problem.
I was sure I was going to gag soon but I seemed to be having no problem, Chris’ wonderful cock was filling my mouth and as I got more of it in it got thicker and thicker. I knew I was past six inches and still I was not gagging and Chris had begun to fuck my face with a slow in and out motion, I grabbed his balls and massaged them to control his speed and enjoyed the feeling of him hitting the back of my throat.
Matt had laid his big body over mine and his weight felt so powerful on me even though I knew he was not putting all of down on me. His mouth had found my left nipple he began to suck like a hungry baby, pulling at it with his lips and nipping with teeth. Matt was supporting some of his weight with one arm while his other hand he was playing with my other nipple, flicking and twisting it and then gathering my large breasts up and squeezing them together. His tongue was driving me crazy, flicking so fast on the swollen bud as he sucked away at it until finally he changed nipples and switched arms.
Chris’ cock was pressing against the back of my throat and I wanted to take him deeper, I remember what I had read and decided to give it try, if it didn’t work then at least I will have tried. I angled my head even more and tried to open my throat and I was surprised as the head of Chris’ cock slid into my throat and his pubic mound touched my chin, I had taken over nine inches of cock down my throat. Chris was moaning and groaning and saying how no one had ever taken all of him before or even close to it and how I was a natural born cock sucker. I pulled on his balls to get him to come out of my throat long enough for me to take a breath and then pulled him back deep until he had the right rhythm going, I began to swallow around his cock when he was deep in my throat and his moans grew louder. He praised me as the best cock sucker ever, telling me I was beautiful, that my mouth was magic, that he loved what I was doing to him, how could anything feel so good? Finally I could feel his balls tightening in my hands and he shoved downward into my throat as he began to cum, I could feel the pulses and I could also feel the fact that I could not breath around him and I just prayed he would come fast before I had to push him off of me. I swallowed as he came, something else on my list, I had forgot to put deep throat since I never thought in a million years I could do it and as the last few spurts came I had to push him back to get a breath so that I actually tasted his cum which was salty and musty tasting with a smell like chlorine.
Matt was still sucking my nipple but he had been watching every second of what had just happened with an amazed look on his face. I could tell that he wanted me to do the same to him but first I wanted both of them in that tub.
“Will both of you join me in a bath? I have always wanted to be bathed liked a goddess.” I said sort of shyly still not sure how far these two were willing to go.
Matt smiled at me and reached down and scooped me up again and he and Chris lead me over to the Jacuzzi and waterfall. When we got there you could here the soft sound of birds and insects being piped in among the plants so that you could barely hear it but it gave the feeling you were out side since three sides of the pool were surrounded by lush greenery and a rock like wall. Matt put me gently on my feet and he and Chris began to undress me, unhooking my corset and my garters, rolling down my stocking and then kissing me all over my soft fat body. I had two of the most beautiful young men I had ever seen kneeling before me and I was in heaven.
When they had my stockings off Chris got in the Jacuzzi and offered me his hand and Matt followed me in making sure I would not slip. Chris sat on one of the long benches and pulled me between his legs and began to rub my shoulders and back while Matt took my feet in his lap and held one in his hands and rubbed it and my calf with the most strong and yet gentle hands I could imagine. I could feel Matt’s thick cock touching my foot and I began to tease it under the water, and behind me I was surprised to feel that Chris was already more then half hard against the soft contours of my back.
The water soothed me so much and I laid my head back Chris’ chest and was rewarded with soft loving kisses on my forehead, I felt so safe and comfortable and I began to ask the guys about themselves. I wanted to feel like I knew something about them and I found that when they began to talk about football, a sport I had never really gotten into, I began to get excited. I began to ask them about getting dirty and hot and sweaty and working out, not to mention all the bumps and bruises they got. Their team was in the head of its division and the idea that I was making love to conquering heros made me feel like a groupie or as if they were soldiers of old and I was a concubine who was given to them by a greatful leader, I told them this and they chuckled and told me they liked this fantasy of mine and were more then willing to be soldiers for me since it looked like we were in a palace. So I told them their names were Sir Chris and Sir Matt and I was their concubine Clairessa and they could have their way with me for their great service to country and football team. We all laughed and fondled but I could tell the boys liked the idea of having their way with me.
I asked Sir Chris if he would please fuck me in the water while I sucked on Sir Matt’s ‘Amazing Lance’ and both of them were more then willing. Chris sat on a low bench and I backed myself over him and he carefully guided himself into my pussy , I felt the beveled tip of it wiggle in to my lips and seek my hole and I gasped a little as it struck home. Inch by inch Chris fed that long snake up into me until I was sitting on his lap and felt nice and full. He was nibbling on my neck and whispering sexy things in my ear about how tight my pussy was as I reached out for Matt.
“Come to me Sir Matt, I must have your weapon in my mouth now.” I sighed, being silly and giggling because I was not sure how much of that thickness I could get into my mouth, length was one thing but Matt was nearly twice as thick as Chris was in the middle of his cock. Matt moved up to me and began to stroke my hair with his wonderfully gentle hands, the thought that those same hands would lift other men up and throw them to the ground and yet they could touch me like silk was so sexy. I reached forward and cupped Matts huge cock and began to lick all over it like a sucker, up one side and down the other until it was soaked, until he begged me to put it in my mouth and suck.
I could feel Chris in me grinding away and I licked around the head and opened my mouth wide to take it in. The head slipped past my lips and I began to swirl my tongue inside my mouth as I sucked hard and bobbed my head on the first three inches of his thick tool. He was sighing and moaning and I knew I had to try to do better, I had to get as much in my mouth as I could just to show myself what I could do. I took a deep breath through my nose and relaxed my jaw then opened still wider and began centimeter by centimeter to take him deeper and deeper in my mouth. Finally I hit my limit, it must have been just over five and a half inches because I could still feel some of his dick sticking out of my mouth but at this point his cock was bigger around then a coke can and I could barely breathe. I began to quickly bob my head up and down as fast as I could making sure there was a lot of saliva in my mouth to make it feel the best for him and every time his cock came almost out of my mouth I would whip the gland with my tongue and every time I was as deep as I could go I would groan deeply. Who knew all those sexy stories I had read would come in handy.
Chris was talking dirty in my ear in his sweet southern accent. “Oh yeah baby you suck that big cock, shove it deep in your pretty mouth while I fuck your tight little pussy hard. You like having it in both ends of your beautiful fat body don’t you baby? This body was made for fuckin’ and suckin’ that is why there is so much of it because you need enough to grab hold and enjoy the ride. No one sucks cock like you baby, you suck that big cock girl, I want to see him cum down your throat. You like having a fat cock in your mouth and a long cock up your pussy don’t you baby?’
Hearing this Matt joined in and I soon had two sexy young men filling my body with dick and my mind with their words. Matt’s deep voice rumbled at me, “Oh yeah I love seeing your pretty face on my big black cock, I can’t wait till I take you from behind and I see that fine fat ass waving around, I may have to spank you a few times to add a little color to those pretty white ass cheeks. Ummmmm yeah you are so sexy baby, you take my dick deeper them any silly little collage girl ever did, I should have found a real woman a long time ago, oh god baby you are making me crazy, if you fuck like you suck I am never leaving this room.”
All their dirty talk mixed with all their praise was sending me over the edge and the feel of Chris inside me was too much, I began to cum so I grabbed my hand around Matt’s cock and got about four inches of it in my mouth and just sucked as hard as I could as I came and came in waves jerking up and down on Chris’ cock. Matt was pulling my hair and moaning and ‘Oh My God’ing’ as I came and then he began to spurt down my throat just before I released the suction on him with audible popping sound. I sucked and sucked to swallow it all and the taste was similar but noticeably different from Chris’ cum.
Matt looked shocked and smiled at me and Chris, “Man she could suck a golf ball through a 50ft garden hose, that was unbelievable.” He lifted me up off of Chris and held me close and began to kiss me very passionately after about four or five minutes he stopped and looked at me. “Thank you Claire, I swear no one has ever been able to do anything like that to me before, I have never ever felt anything like that before.”
Chris was standing behind me and he turned me to him and also wrapped me in his arms and kissed me for a good long time. “Claire do you know what is amazin’? You don’t realize how totally sexy you are or what you can do, we aren’t kiddin’, that is amazin’ what you did to us.” Chris suggested we take a break and eat some of the cold buffet that Martha had supplied instead of calling room service.
They helped me out of the Jacuzzi and toweled me off gently then helped me into a satin robe that Martha had left for me and then wrapped towels around themselves. We sat in the middle of the bed and ate cold meat and fruit and cheeses and laughed and had a good time copping feels and being silly. If I could not have talked to these guys, if they had not also been smart as well as big and sexy I would never have enjoyed myself as much as I did, but both of them were bright students and interested in a lot of things. We spent at least an hour and a half just goofing around and I don’t think we felt the time was wasted.
Finally after clearing away the goodies they asked me what I would like to do and I admitted that I had always wanted a massage by two people at once. Chris got into the box Martha had left in the room and pulled out some sheets and a bottle of almond oil. He spread the thick soft cotton over one of the lounges and on the floor around it and asked me to lay on it then Matt and he got on each side and began to warm the oil in there hands.
I could smell the soft scent of almonds as Matt’s giant hands touched my legs and Chris’s longer strong ones began to kneed my shoulders. The feel of four hands on me and not knowing for sure where they would touch next was so amazing, the touches were soothing but the feelings were sensual and exciting. The guys were using a lot of oil so my skin felt like satin under their hands.
Chris worked his way down my left side and Matt my right and now they were both working behind and thighs and teasingly sliding their hands between them. I slid my legs open a little more and felt thick fingers I think were Matt’s begin to tease between my ass cheeks, pouring a little more of what I thought was oil there and letting it run down my crack. The fingers traced up and down my crack and then slowly began to tease my asshole, for a second I stiffened, never having had this done and the fingers stopped and waited to see what I would do.
I took a breath and though for a second, this was definitely on my wild woman list but the thought of either of these giants being my first that way scared the hell out of me but I knew either one of them would be gentle so nodded my head and relaxed. I now knew it was Matt since Chris had come up to my shoulders and was gently stroking them with the softest touch.
Matt began to tease the opening again and little lightening bolts of pleasure went through me, it felt so good. Matt’s finger gently began to slide into my ass and for a moment my instinct was to push it out but I could him tell me to relax so I took a breath and loosened up and let his thick finger slide in. As soon as my body got use to the feeling it began to feel good, then a second finger slid in to join the first and the tightness actually felt good. Matt began to slide his fingers in and out of my ass and slowly added more of what I then realized was lube and another finger, three of thick, strong fingers were now in my ass and I was loving it.
Chris got up for a minute and I could hear him over by the gift boxes Martha had left in the room and which the guys had not let me look in yet, he came back and handed something to Matt. Matt told me “sweetie you don’t have to worry one of us is going to tear you apart your first time.” Did he read my mind? “Martha already thought about that, she sent a few toys.”
With that he slowly sild his fingers out of my ass and a feeling of emptiness I couldn’t understand took their place until I felt the head of something both soft and firm slide into my ass. It was too small to be one of the guys, closer to the size of an average cock, I realized Matt was working a vibrator into my ass when he turned it on a very low hum and began to work it back and forth in me.
Chris laughed at the expression on my face and laid two more vibes out in front of me, one that must be like the jelly one in my ass but longer, maybe nine inches but no where near as thick as either of the guys and one that was firm and flesh colored and shaped like a real cock and looked almost exactly like Chris’s cock. Chris laughed and held it up to him and said “Well if I ever need a spare I could borrow yours.”
I found this ridiculously funny and was still laughing when Chris handed the other jelly vibe back to Matt and so I was not really paying attention when Matt removed the smaller one and started to slide the bigger one in until I felt the pressure. I really felt as if I was being opened up, this vibe was a good deal bigger then the one before and now Matt poured on more lube and began working it into me. Finally I felt so totally full and then Chris changed places with Matt and Matt stood before me and began to rub oil all over his beautiful body.
It wasn’t until he lay down on the sheet on the floor under the lounge that I realized what he had planned and I knew I wanted it too. Chris helped me on to Matt’s oily body so I would not loose the vibe in my ass and I slowly slid down on that mammoth cock of his. I could feel it stretching my cunt open wider and wider and I could feel both the vibe and Matt in me at the same time.
Suddenly just as I was all the way down on Matt Chris turned the vibe on and my mind went through the roof, as Matt thrust up into me Chris began to fuck me with the vibe and alter the speed of the vibrations and I was cumming and cumming. After my fifth orgasm I was almost in tears and felt the vibrator leave my ass I didn’t know wether to glad or not because I didn’t know how much more I could stand, but I was about to find out.
More lube poured on my ass and I thought maybe Chris was going to use the other vibe but it was warm flesh I felt touching my ass as Chris’ own cock teased my asshole. I opened myself to him, realizing that this was one of the things on my list I thought I would never do and now wanted more then anything I could think of. I wanted both of these beautiful strong young men in my body at once and I began to tell them so.
“Yes that’s it fuck my ass baby, fuck my sweet ass, oh God I want to feel so full of you both, oh I love it you are both amazing, fuck me hard, I love it. I want to be your, take me, make me do anything, show me how much you want me. Show me how sexy I am. I want you to fuck me hard baby, both of you fuck me raw.” My voice was so full of lust it felt raw.
Chris’ cock was pushing in me opening my ass farther then I ever thought it could be opened and the sensation was amazing, it bordered on pain but the pleasure filled me up so much I couldn’t seem to feel any of the pain. Finally I knew that all of Chris was in me and they were plunging in me to the same rhythm and I began to cum again.
My second orgasm with Chris in me was so violent that it triggered Chris’ and Matt let himself go as well so moments apart I felt the heat of them both shooting inside of me as I collapsed on top of Matt and then Chris rolled off of me and grabbed my hand and brought it to his mouth.
I lay there, panting and gasping, barely believing that two years ago I could not get my husband to have sex twice in one week and here I had just fucked two football players at the same time and from the look on their faces I had been more then a match for them. Matt wrapped his arms around me and rolled so that I was between him and Chris while keeping his half hard cock still inside of me. Chris cuddled up behind me and began kissing my neck and telling me how amazing I was and I thought if this is heaven I was ready to go now.
I was almost ready to doze off when Matt said it was shower time and offered me a hand up then again picked me up, I could so get use to this. Chris went ahead and turned the shower on in the huge mirrored stall and it was perfect by the time we got there. Both guys began to soap me up and Chris took extra care with my poor abused ass and then I poured liquid soap in my hands and began to lather the up and had them each stand on one side of me close and let me squirm and wiggle between them laughing like a little kid. Their hands were all over me and we wear all covered in bubbles and lather and then used it to wash each others hair and Matt knelt down and offered me his knee to sit on while Chris put cream rinse in my hair and washed it out while Matt and I kissed through the water trying not to drowned and laughing more.
Again we dried each other off, and teased each other with the blow dryer the hotel had attached to the wall, first one guy then the other drying my hair as I toweled them dry and groped all over. I couldn’t believe it but it was now almost 3:30 in the morning and I was so glad we had the room for another day, not just because I intended to more of this tomorrow but because I didn’t see how we would be awake and out of here by noon.
We all ran to the bed like little kids and scrambled up on it with me in the middle and crawled under the covers and cuddled together. Both Matt and Chris took turns telling me how wonderful I was and that they were not lying, that the younger women they knew would not try hardly anything and that they knew I didn’t have much experience but found it hard to believe. They told me again that they found my body beautiful and both of them asked me if I would be willing to do this again maybe after this weekend, together or apart, they didn’t want any jealousy and wanted to be honest about it. I told both of them I was more then willing to go on seeing them.
After a while Matt dozed off and Chris and I cuddled together and I told him I could not believe that Martha had done all this for me and he gave me the oddest look so I asked what he was thinking.
“You really don’t get do you? Well I hit on Martha and she turned me down, said I was too young and while I was talking to her I saw you and I asked her who you were, I told her I thought you were beautiful as all get out. That was when she set this up. She took me to a different bar and we started talking, well Martha had a bit much to drink and that is when she told me.”
I looked up from his shoulder, “Told you what?”
“Honey Martha has the ragin’ hots for you, she has for about a year now but she hasn’t hit on you cause she doesn’t want to loose your friendship. She keeps being bi in the closet but she has the burnin’ lust something horrible for you and she figured if she can’t have you at least she can make your fantasies come true. I mean I am not quite sure how that logic works but hey Martha doesn’t think like most ladies.”
I lay there in shock thinking of my goddess of a friend and of some of the things I had not put down on my wild woman list and of the fact that her birthday was in 36 days.
I reached up and kissed Chris. “So how would you like to help me give Martha her 35th birthday surprise?”