I know the clichés “be careful what you wish for” and “bigger is better” have been used often, and in our case, both turned out to be true. My wife, Ann, and I have been together for nearly 40 years. Ann is more on the conservative side when it comes to sex, leading to us having a very ordinary sex life. As we got older, the thought of seeing her with other men grew on me. I had become obsessed with sharing her, and that led to other desires, including seeing her with a very well-endowed man. My cock is barely normal in size, and her taking on a bigger cock was a huge turn-on for me. I did everything I could to persuade Ann to go along with being shared, but it turned out to be harder than I thought. She had only been with one man in her life and had no clue how another man’s cock might feel. I would say she was naïve in a way, but curious.

After years of trying, she finally realized how strongly I felt about it. It was then that I introduced her to Jason. Jason was nearly twenty years younger and possessed a very large cock (nearly nine and a half inches). He was extremely fit and worked out regularly. He was very much into older women and loved playing the role of a bull. He especially loved my wife’s large breasts and curvy ass, and we discussed my wife at length. I never mentioned how well-endowed he was, and Ann agreed to meet with him at my urging. She seemed curious that a man who was much younger than her would want anything to do with her, and we met one night at a local establishment. I felt vulnerable as my cock was bursting with excitement.

Ann seemed impressed by his overall appearance and especially loved his firm butt. We talked for nearly an hour about some of her and my desires. Jason praised Ann for how great she looked for being over sixty and especially complimented her large tits. He said all the right words that night, and after she finished her margarita, he convinced Ann to go back to his place.

Jason was quite the charmer, and when we got to his place, he took my wife right to his bedroom. Ann went into the bathroom to undress while Jason and I discussed things. His attitude was quite different than a few minutes before, and he told me how hard he was going to fuck my wife. So hard that she would never be the same and would never want my cock again. I felt butterflies throughout and wondered if I had made a mistake. The thought of her being used by a big cock might have been at the top of my bucket list, but the reality of it was about to set in. The outline of his cock in his briefs was quite intimidating, and when Ann walked out of the bathroom, only in her bra and panties, my heart sank several levels. She looked extremely enticing, and I knew the impact of him fucking her would be life-changing in many ways. Would Ann ever want my cock ever again? This was one of my worries, along with several other things.  

My heart raced as Ann stood there, a bit embarrassed. She had never done anything like this before. When she glanced down at his briefs, she let out a gasp. Her eyes got big as he dropped his briefs in front of her. His cock hung several inches downward, and you could see the veins throughout. I saw fear on her face that I had never seen before. Ann is very strong-willed and can handle almost anything, but this was very different. She looked intimidated and scared as he approached her like a bull in heat.

“I want to see those big breasts!” he proudly said.

 He undid my wife’s bra and let it fall onto the floor. Jason placed his hands on each of her breasts while he placed my wife’s hand on his swollen cock.

“I am going to fuck you so hard with my big cock, but I want you to suck my big cock first!” he said.

Ann now knelt in front of him and took his swollen cock into her hand. She gave his cock several firm strokes before inserting it into her mouth. There was something about his tone of voice that had Ann so aroused. Ann might be strong in many ways, but being submissive was new to her. It brought out another side to her that I had never seen before.

Jason now grabbed the back of my wife’s head and slid his cock even deeper into her mouth. Ann nearly gagged as she felt the head of his cock penetrate to the back of her throat. I stood there in awe and watched my wife of more than thirty-five years take on a stranger's massive cock.

“Suck it!” he demanded.

My wife gradually worked three-quarters of his cock into her mouth. It was as much as she could take, and she sucked on his cock for nearly ten minutes before Jason brought her over to the bed. He moved on top of her and slid down her panties, exposing her clean-shaven pussy. His cock was only inches from entering her as I felt lightheaded.

“Omg!” Ann cried out while clutching his back.

“You like my big cock?” Jason asked.

“It is so freaking big!” she cried out.

He began to fuck her hard right there in front of me. Her cries filled the room while I felt a range of emotions come over me. The feeling of jealousy and humiliation raged throughout, and my cock throbbed with utter excitement. It wasn’t even five minutes later when my wife felt a powerful orgasm building.

“You are going to make me cum!” Ann screamed out.

Orgasms for her are rare at her age, and my heart instantly sank as Ann experienced a mind-blowing orgasm. I sat there, even more jealous than before, and afraid of what might come next. He fucked Ann for another few minutes before having her move onto all fours. My wife pushed her ass back towards his throbbing cock while she buried her face into the sheets. She held firmly onto the sheets as her muffled cries filled the room. Jason showed no mercy, and he pounded my wife hard for the next ten minutes or so.

“Take it! Take it!” he shouted out as he rammed nearly every inch of his big cock deeply into her. He fucked her at will, and my wife could only take so much.

“I can’t take any more!” she cried out.

“Sure, you can!” he responded as he fucked her even harder.

Several minutes had passed, and Ann felt an even greater orgasm building. She had lost all control, and she screamed out, “Fuck me! Fuck me, Jason!”

Jason held firmly onto her hips and gave her a pounding of a lifetime. My wife screamed out with every thrust of his cock before experiencing another intense orgasm. It left her barely able to function, and her body fell flat onto the bed in sheer exhaustion. Jason now flipped her over onto her back and began to fuck her yet again.

“Oh god! Oh god!” Ann cried out yet again as her hands latched onto the cheeks of his firm ass.

“I am going to cum all over those big tits!” he moaned out.

He then slid his cock from her and pointed his cock towards my wife’s large breasts. He grunted out a few seconds later as he shot several streams of cum all over each of her tits before moving off the bed. It was extremely intense, and I never imagined it ending up this way. I thought that would be the end of this madness, but I was wrong.

“I am going to fuck you again!” Jason said.

Ann lay there nearly out of it, while still cleaning up. He knew how vulnerable she was and had her move onto her stomach. He shoved a few pillows underneath her hips, pushing her ass high into the air. She was helpless, and with her ass high in the air, he slammed his cock back into her from behind. He fucked her extremely hard for nearly twenty minutes, sending Ann over the edge yet again into another earth-shattering orgasm. He then finished her off by erupting all over her ass.

I stood there in a trance as cum dripped from my wife’s ass down onto the sheets. She could barely move, and it took her several minutes to regain her composure. She then headed into the bathroom to clean up as Jason praised how great she was in bed. I told him it was rare for her to orgasm and that he forced her to orgasm three different times. He was quite proud of himself, and we left twenty minutes later.

It took time for Ann to recover, not just from the pounding she took, but also emotionally. She was torn about what she had done and admitted not experiencing orgasms like that in twenty years. There was part of her that wanted to do it again, while another part of her said it wasn’t a good idea. I am not sure what to do at this stage. I don’t want her to regret it in a few years, but ultimately, she must decide. Jason has contacted us several times about getting together, and I think we all know what he has on his mind. I guess I can’t blame him. I am sure most men want the same.

In the end, “be careful what you wish for!” along with “bigger is better!” applies here, don’t you think?