My Husband´s Friend Visits Us

Well, let me start with the usual introductions: I am Lynn, 26, happily married to Jim for 2 years. I am brunette, green eyes, long black hair, 5’9”, with the right curves in the right places: a round, firm ass, small waist and a pretty pair of C cup boobs pointing up, on top of long and well shaped legs. I was born and raised in California and I work as a personal trainer in a gym, so I am very fit and tanned. I hear people saying all the time that I am really hot!

What somehow bother me are my too large vulva lips. My gynecologist suggested a cosmetic surgery to reduce them, but I never had the guts. Instead, I don’t wax or shave, and have quite a dark bush to disguise them. I did that when I was a teen to avoid being mocked by my girlfriends, and got used to it. It’s California, and when I go to the beach showing some pubic hair showing out of my bikini I don’t catch much attention.

Jim is 29, a handsome man, 6’2”, blond hair and blue eyes, well built and fit. Actually, we met when he was a member in the gym I worked for. He is a bright guy, a MIT grad who works in research in a high tech company at the Silicon Valley.

His only small problem – pardon the pun – is that he is quite tiny down there, probably around 4” – I never measured it – and a bit thin. It never caused any problems to our sex life, as Jim is mature enough to live with that – and even make jokes about it – and he also mastered in oil massage and cunnilingus. People say it’s not about the size, but how it’s used, and I totally agree. He always brings me to ecstasy using his ability with his fingers, tongue and also with his cock. We simply use positions which I feel him deeply inside me and have no problem in coming good!

One night, he was on top of me, deeply inside while I kept my legs very open to make his movements easy to penetrate me more. He came close to my ear and whispered: “Honey, how would you feel with a giant cock inside you”? I had never thought about that and actually never had any previous experience with a very big cock, but it really aroused me, I felt a heat wave in my vagina and I came instantly, a big and long orgasm.

After that, we always used this fantasy to spice up our sex life, and we talked about how it would be if I held a giant cock in my hands, put its big head in my mouth or took it deeply inside my pussy, while Jim looked, sucked my tits and tongue kissed me. It was a pleasuring fantasy and I always though about that this way.

One day, returning from work, Jim told me if I would bother if his old college pal, Ben, stayed with is for a couple days. He told me that Ben lived in the East coast, divorced recently, and wanted to move west. He had already scheduled several job interviews and, as he was very bright and successful, he would easily find a position in the Valley. I had never met Ben, but I knew they are best friends and had been roomies at the MIT. Of course I said yes. We live a comfortable life in a fashionable condo, and it would be easy to turn our spacious home office into a guest room. Jim called Ben to confirm and he was told that Ben would be arriving on Friday late in the afternoon, to catch up and somehow adapt to the time zone and be better prepared for the interviews on Monday and Tuesday.

On Friday, Jim picked up Ben at the airport and they were home around 6PM. I was the perfect hostess: dressed up in fashioned burgundy skater mini skirt – sexy but no slutty – white sleeveless silk top with a sexy yet discrete cleavage that showed only the very top of my boobs’ curves, and high heel single strap Jimmy Choo shoes. When he came in I almost froze: Ben was not only very handsome, taller than Jim, well built and with large shoulders, light brown hair and eyes, and a beautiful open smile in his very masculine face. He looked like a man with personality and confidence. I had seen old photos of him and Jim, but he had really improved.

I welcomed them with martinis, and we had a few while sitting in the living room to chat. He told me that when he and Jim graduated, they both had a nice job offer in the Valley, but he was offered a teasing partnership in a start-up company in South Carolina. They developed face recognition software – Ben’s area of expertise – but they could not write software reliable, stable and fast enough to be commercial. He accepted 50% of the shares, fixed everything in months, and the company boomed as security budgets were growing fast. In one year he bought the shares of his partner – who really could not contribute much to the company – and became the sole owner. He married, had a baby boy, and that’s when his good life turned upside down. His eyes became wet when he mentioned the boy, and to cheer him up I asked them to come to the table.

We talked amenities about ourselves while eating appetizers with a good Napa chardonnay, and then lamb, washed down with a full body Australian Shiraz. We were already in the third or fourth bottle, and after the martinis we were all talking openly, like old friends. He started talking about his personal life again, the guy really needed to decompress.

He told us how a pretty young lady came to see him at his office to talk about a contribution to a NGO dedicated to the wellbeing of children in need. She was so nice and pretty that he soon committed to contribute with a handsome amount monthly, cut a bank check, and then invited her for dinner. She said yes.

They had a very enjoyable dinner the day after and dated a few times later. They looked like soul mates and he liked her company very much, not to mention her beauty that caught everyone’s attention. In their fifth date they finally had sex for the first time, and to his surprise he found out she was a virgin. Sex was great anyway, he was patient and caring, she was loving, tender, and her body was even more beautiful than he had thought. He tried to get together in the following days, but she said she was sore and needed to rest.

A few days later, he travelled on business around the Country and stayed in D.C. a couple weeks to work in a big government deal. He called her every night, but she seemed evasive and distant. It’s nonsense, he thought, I am distant. When finally he came back, she stormed into his apartment, sobbing, and told him she was pregnant. Still crying and with great difficulty, she told him her father was a Minister in a very conservative Puritan Church, and he could not face his congregation with a promiscuous daughter and a bastard child in his house.