“Is this what you came to see?” he asked boldly.
No longer than mine, his cock was fully as thick as a beer can, with an even larger crown. Thick blue vanes stuck out all over it, making it appear even more formidable. He was gazing at Anna, who was staring at his cock as though awestruck. Albert took her limp hand and placed it on his dick, moving it slowly up and down. Anna’s gaze never wavered, but she was breathing raggedly through half-open lips.
“Why don’t you get down there and lick it, beautiful? We all know you’re going to, so just do it.” He pulled on her arm, helping her kneel on the carpet in front of him. Her eyes never left his cock.
He didn’t have to force her. Closing her eyes, she leaned forward and began licking it around that humongous knob. She opened her lips and slid them all over the bulbous head, leaving it wet, and then she licked his cock from top to bottom and back up. Albert groaned softly, my cock was aching so I loosened my belt, unzipped my pants and let it out from its confides. The hotel room air felt cool on it as it throbbed, growing harder.
Anna was trying to swallow that huge piece of meat without success. It was simply too thick to enter her throat. All she could manage was to get her working mouth around the head of it. I watched her cheeks collapse with the suction as she worked on it. My own dick throbbed urgently each time she swallowed. Her face pressed against Albert’s flab, his ass cheeks clinching tightly, his thighs straining with the effort. I could barely breathe and my heart was pounding wildly inside my chest. If I touched my dick I knew I would cum, so I waited. It would be a long night. Albert’s voice brought me back.
“You’ve got a beautiful wife here, partner. She looks particularly lovely trying to stuff my cock down her throat. I’m gonna fill-up her pretty little mouth with a hot load of cum in about a minute. It’s been a while for me.” His face screwed-up and he looked even uglier as he strained to keep from cumming. I could see he was fighting it, trying to prolong the experience of having the most beautiful woman he’d ever had sucking his cock. “Oh . . .” he growled, “I’m going to love stuffing my cock inside that sweet pussy.”
Anna, making love to his cockhead, seemed oblivious to his words, so focused was she on sucking that large cock down her milking throat. I believe she and that bloated cock were the only two things that existed for her at the moment. I watched as she ran her open lips up and down its length, sucking each of his hairy balls tenderly into her mouth, her eyes closed. Then back up the shaft to engulf it again. I almost shot my load at that. Albert had reached his limit too. Grunting loudly, holding her face on his cock, he shot a string of cum into her mouth and she swallowed convulsively. He must’ve stored up for a while because he shot string after string for a full minute. Her mouth was like a seal around his cockhead, not losing a drop, hungrily swallowing it all to pool in her soft belly. I unloaded so hard into my tissue that my prostrate ached. I sat with my head down for a few minutes, trying to stop shaking. Anna was still licking Albert’s cock like it was a lollipop as he slumped back against the sofa. After a while, he said, “Get up and strip.” His voice sounded raspy in the quiet room.
Anna obediently stood and pulled her sweater over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her breasts stood straight out in the cool room. I heard Albert gasp. “My god, your tits are perfect!”
Anna didn’t answer, didn’t even look at him as she pushed her shorts down and stepped free. Albert’s mouth was wide open now, his tongue practically hanging out. “You are the most beautiful fucking woman I have ever seen,” he whispered hoarsely. “Get on the bed.”
Anna crawled onto the bed and lay on her back, legs slightly apart. She was wet, a sliver of pink showing between her swollen pussy lips. In an instant, Albert was between her long tan legs with his face buried in those lips. Anna cried out, pressing her thighs against his face as her hands found the back of his head, pulling him closer. Her face contorted, the cords in her neck and shoulders standing out. She rode his face for several minutes, growing louder as she approached her climax. Albert must’ve had his tongue buried all the way to the navel as he lapped her cunt unmercifully. I watched as he sucked one pussy lip out, pulling it with his lips, then the other, as she moaned and wiggled against his face. There was something extremely nasty about seeing my beautiful wife squirming around on this fat little troll’s tongue, or sucking his bloated cock. I can’t deny that. Still, it hurt somewhere deep inside. Growing hard again, I watched with growing envy as he drove my Anna right out of her mind. How I longed for her to react to my love-making in this manner. Recalling Doc Meeks words, I realized the reason. I just wasn’t nasty enough for her. Doing it with me was – boring. She needed forbidden fruit, the adrenaline rush caused by doing something extremely vulgar and forbidden with a total stranger. I deceived myself into believing that by doing this, it might help her cope with depression. He’d said she could become suicidal, right? I figured I could live with her fucking some guy a couple times a month if it kept her from becoming so depressed. What I pushed to the back of my mind was him telling me she’s a sex addict, and that she’d continue to seek new ways to obtain her sex-high until she’d finally reached rock bottom. I realize now I was self-serving fool, but at the moment my cock was as hard as glass.
I saw Albert had pushed her legs up, sliding his tongue down her crack and eating her puckered asshole as she climbed his head. Anna seemed to be coming apart at the seams. She came so loudly and drawn-out, screaming with her release, that I was afraid other hotel guests might call hotel security. Her cries finally diminished into small whimpers, but Albert just kept licking, sucking and chewing for a long time until she began to moan and move her ass around again. Then he crawled up farther, holding her legs in the crooks of his arms, he positioned the head of his fat cock over her opening and pushed that bloated thing against her swollen pussy lips. It was a difficult entry but she didn’t fight it; to the contrary, she pushed back, lifting her ass, trying to help him get inside. Then I remembered how Walt had stretched and hurt her as he pushed that big horse cock of his into her. I figured if she’d accommodated that thing she could handle this one okay. Both Anna and Albert grunted as the head finally popped inside, followed by about half of his fat cock. Anna raised her knees to her chest and that did it, the entire thing disappeared until his balls pressed against her ass. The look on her face said it all. She was in total bliss.
Albert didn’t give her a chance to rest, hammering into her like a mad-man, without any warm-up. She didn’t pull away – instead, remaining still for just a moment until her vagina had adjusted to his girth. Then she began pushing her ass up to meet his thrusts. For the next fifteen minutes, the room was filled with their grunts and the wet sound of slapping flesh. They’d both taken the edge off earlier, so it seemed neither was in much of a hurry to reach their climax. Having also cum earlier, I was now at the point I could slowly stroke my cock in time with their thrusts. Albert’s fat little ass cheeks would quiver each time he plowed that thick cock inside her, jarring her slender body violently. She didn’t seem to mind. Whenever she seemed to draw close, he’d push all the way inside her, rest his flabby belly on her ass-cheeks and hold it there – just stopped moving as he watched her grunting and wriggling against his cock. I noticed him smiling at me.
“This is really some fine pussy,” he said. “Best looking woman I ever fucked, I’ll tell you that.”