Is my wife a size queen?
This story starts a few years back. We were VERY early on in the lifestyle. My interest in sharing my wife is seeing her enjoy herself and experience different ways to get fucked, different guys, different cocks. What does her best fuck look like? I wanted to help her find it and watch it if it’s not from me (hint, it is not).
We are very much into toy play. Sometimes it was just for fun but it was also working into our roll playing as a third before we found the right guys. She had the rabbit, bullets, “back massager”, and a collection of various vibrators.
One day playing I asked her if she wanted to find and play with a bigger cock. I am not small by any imagination but I would not say I am huge either. She said they typical good wife things. “ No, I live your cock, it’s perfect”. “I don’t want bigger, I love how your cock feels”! Well, I wanted to test that theory.
I started off with a modest, about my size realistic vibrator. As we played with it she seemed to enjoy it a little more than her smaller ones in the collection. To the point that she broke it with in about 2 months.
So, now I am on the hunt for a new toy for her and I find a quite girthy monster of a vibrator. It was quite realistic with ball and veiny shaft. When it arrived I was quite taken back by how large it actually was. It was QUITE Long and THICK! I worried it would be too much.
Play night comes and we are having fun. Then I tell her I have a new toy for her to try. “Oh yea?” She replies. I am worried about her response when I pull out this monster of a silicone cock. I pretend it sounded like it was small and I was shocked when it arrived. Then I pull out the toy that would become affectionately named Stan later. Her eyes damn near fell out of her head. She said “oh my god that thing is huge! What are you doing with that?” I reassured her she did not have to do anything she did not want to but all orders are final so it can’t go back, does she want to try anyways.
Being the trooper that she is she said “fuck it, we already bought it. Let’s see how this goes.”
The base of Stan had a suction to allow for hands free fun. I happen to have a large storage tote near by. I flipped it over and suction Stan to the now top of the tote.
After several minuets of making out while I played with her pussy, my hand coated in lube to prep her sweet pussy for the new toy. After a bit she said she was ready to give it a go. Stan got lubed up from tip to balls, ready to join the fun. Her hands barely wrapped 1/2 way around her new girthy toy. I could see her nervous smile as she was not sure what she had gotten herself into.
The moment of truth, in more ways than one. She straddled the tote and rubbed the massive head of Stan against her well lubed entrance. With a deal breath she very slowly lowered herself onto Stan’s thickness. It was slow going at first as she adjusted to this monster entering her. After a few moments and several stops to catch her breath to adjust, she had about 6 of the 10 inches now resting in her pussy.
What happened next changed a lot for us. Very slowly she began to raise and and lower herself onto her new friend. With every “thrust” into her she groaned in a way I had never heard, uttering “oh God”! After a few bounces her legs began to squeeze in on the tote. Her breathing was heavy and she began to gush as a MASSIVE ORGASM ripped through her body. The only sounds she could make were heavy grunting sounds as she too the toy deeper and deeper. She came over and over, squirting each time as she pressed down on Stan harder more and more. Soon she was bouncing full force on him, taking every inch to the balls!
She soon slid off and played on the bed, breathing heavy like a marathon runner. The answer was clear but I had to ask. “How was Stan’s huge cock?” She was clearly shy about answering and was embarrassed by how she reacted to the toy. I thought it was fucking HOT! It took several more play sessions, some with just her and I and some with me, her and Stan.
One night as we were playing, Stan’s face cock buried in my wife, I asked her if she loved the toy… She was reluctant to answer so I slowed the rhythm of the thrusting until she replied. “God don’t stop… yes, the toy is awesome! “Are you glad I bought it?….”God yes” she replied. “And do you still think size does not matter” I asked. She hesitated a second. The thrusting started to slow… “NO!” She blurted out. “No, it matters, I love feeling Stan’s thick cock stretch me out! Just don’t stop!” So you are a Size Queen? I asked. She looked at me with lustful eyes, on the verge of a massive orgasm on her newest toy. “Yes, okay. I guess I am a size queen! Yes it feels better! Yes, I love having my pussy stretched! Yes…yes…yes! And she gushed all over Stan, my hand, arm, bed, anything within 5 ft.
That night began our search for a “real Stan”. Stay tuned!
