Some of you wanted to hear about my latest adventure and I guess I should fill you in. After I logged off I put the latest touches on my make-up very whorish, but tasteful and lay on the bed.

The doorbell rang and I answered it in my black thigh highs, heels, and a totally see through, black blouse.

Tom came in and I immediately sank to my knees and unzipped his pants to see the object of my desire. He was only half hard and already much bigger than my husband.

I took him deep into my mouth and savored the taste.

He rose to full size very quickly and Held the back of my head as he played my mouth. I didn't want to end so soon so I rose to my feet and led him to the bedroom holding on to his huge length. Once in the room, Tom grabbed me and kissed me deeply. As he kissed me he thrust two fingers deep inside me. I moaned and he chuckled and whispered in my ear that he knew I would be as wet as a river. I was teasing and moaning as I grasped his huge length. He lowered me onto the bed and I watched as he removed his clothes. I spread my legs and he rubbed the head of his large organ up and down my dewy slit. I begged him to play me but he only teased me and asked me if my husband was as big as he was. I told him that my husband wasn't even close to his size and that I needed him badly. At that point I heard the garage door open and I knew my husband was home. He knew about my tryst and I knew that he would be outside the door within seconds and hear everything that happened. I was lost in lust at the prospect of Tom's huge length playing me the way I needed and could not contain myself. He would not play me unless I told him what he wanted to hear. Even though my husband was listening, I told Tom that he was much bigger than my husband and that I wanted him much more.

He made me tell him that he could play me any time he wanted and that I would think of his length every time my husband played me. I told him that I would and it was true. I am a slut for big lengths and my husband knows it. Tom played me in a way that my husband never could. He hit those deep spots that my husband could never reach.

He was so good. I moaned and swore that I was his whore whenever he wanted.

He told me that I would have to take care of his friends and I begged to be their slut. My husband heard all of this and I loved it.

He pumped me deeply and I was helpless to do anything but feel the pleasure. As I was coming I was promising to be the prize at his next poker game. He told me that they would play to see who got me first. All of them would have me but the winner would have first dibs.

I could not say no.

He was so good and he knew that I was in lust with his huge length and would do almost anything to have it again. I have to wake up my husband and have him pretend to be Tom.

I will finish this story at a later date.

I hope Tom has that "poker" game soon!