Gerren Alone

Stephen had travelled to Durham in the Northeast of England for his annual Army re-union. I didn’t want to travel with him this particular year; A round trip of nearly a thousand miles for a three-night stay in a Premier Inn Hotel and to stand around with Stephen silently smiling as he reminisced with his former troops was not for me this year.

Please don’t get me wrong, but I had been to a couple of the re-unions and had surprisingly been totally accepted as Stephen’s partner, lover and husband, but as I had noticed, a lot of the wives and girlfriends of the regiment also didn’t turn up, as many of the men, were alone and having a great time being manly and macho. One thing I had noticed was that I had the most handsome of husbands out of all the men and there might have been one or two that I wouldn’t mind sharing in bed with Stephen.

So, at home in Cornwall, I set about being busy and took the chance with the good spring weather to go out kayaking and sailing alone for a change. I missed Stephen and his company and love, but I was determined to enjoy my solitude for three nights. Stephen would keep in touch I knew.

I had arranged to eat with my family at the farmhouse for the first night, and Goran, Laura and Pascoe made me most welcome, but they also missed Stephen being with me. After a great meal and an hour or so of listening to my brother complain about farming conditions and not having time to get a holiday, I bid my family goodnight and walked the half mile or so back home and out on some music to relax me and a very large snifter of Armagnac to sip.

I made my way up to our Emperor-sized bed which we tall one’s could stretch over and wrestle each other when fucking without falling onto the floor and which we had far too many pillows and lay back feeling lonely and horny. I switched on the TV thinking to jack off to some porn but really couldn’t find anything that would really interest me in spite of having hundreds of downloads to watch.

I lay back into the pillows, naked and slowly stroking my achingly hard cock and all but ignoring the action taking place on the screen. I really needed Stephen tonight.

My thoughts went back to him and his amazing body and fantastic looks and the tenderness in which he always made love to me. I lifted my cock into the air, and looked down on all thick nine inches that I had been given by genetics and spread my legs open wider and imagined the top of Stephen’s head, with his always finely kept military style bond hair looked up at me and he rimmed out my arse.

In my mind, I saw his blond eyebrows and eye lashes and his gorgeous lascivious eyes looking directly into my face as he obviously enjoyed licking away at my hole. I could feel the sensation of his tongue jabbing away at times and then those soft long wet licks followed by harder more penetrating lapping of my pulsating hole and hearing the deep appreciative groans of pleasure rumbling from his huge deep chest.

I recalled how he would spot for a moment and just blow air against my hole, giving me the most wonderful tickling sensation that would send a spine-tingling thrill up my spine to my brain and back down to my balls.

Still comforted by the pillows I thought of his deep bass voice complimenting my arse, telling me it was the best in the world and the only one worth worshiping, and reached down to my cock to stroke it as I recalled his action on me. Oh, how lucky I was to have this wonderful man as my husband. I must have called out into the empty bedroom for him to continue as I wanked.

Then my mind strayed slightly as I saw in my mind’s eye his huge, muscled arms reaching up with his long fingers played with my nipples and how I wanted to stroke the biceps and trace the bulging veins of his smooth forearms. In response to my thoughts, I used my spare hand to work my nipples as I stroked my now leaking cock, rubbing the cock lube into the head. I thought of the delicious pain I felt as he would tweak my nipples to perfection adding to the rolling sensation in my balls. How lucky I was to be wired.

I recalled again one special night when Stephen gently spoke to me as he was reaming my hole saying that he wanted to service me that night. It was to be all about me pleasure and not his, and I remembered asking if that meant that I wasn’t allowed to suck or rim him. He raised his head fulling into my view with that huge sexy grin of his and told me that if my pleasure was to do things to him then it was fine. It was going to be all about my pleasure, and he lowered his head down to continue his licking.

As great as the rimming and nipple work, I was receiving was, I wanted my lovers huge, muscled body against mine. My feeling for Stephen at all times was that I wanted our bodies to be consumed into one organic being and all thoughts and sensations would be equal. The closest I ever got to that sensation was when he was totally in contact with me, face to face, kissing and fucking and caressing each other and now I just wanted his sensational body, looks and weight on top of me and I was suddenly desperate to hold his face and kiss him deeply.

I told him to come to me and in and instant he was there, his face next to mine, his massive shoulders and chest against mine, his knees tucked to shield me from his extra weight and his massiveness rubbing against my cock. As I had wanted, he had come to me as it was my desire, my pleasure.

We kissed passionately. Sexual desire and pure love mixed together with his huge arms lifting me up to him under my armpits.

Lying on the bed recalling this alone in my head, I raised myself up as if in response to my thoughts, now eagerly wanting Stephen to be with me right now and to roll him over so I could be on top of him and try to push my body and being into him to make us totally one.

I grabbed hold of a couple of pillows making them my lover, gripping them tightly and rolled on top of them wishing it was Stephen, but it didn’t work. Pushing them aside I lay back again, jacking on my cock in frustration.

Distractedly, I turned my thoughts back to Stephen on top of me kissing me and waiting for my next desire. My lust for the man was such that I wanted him against me but also to look at him, to see the man of my life and his big perfect muscled body and the purity of his skin and his strikingly handsome face.

I asked him to sit up and straddle my chest, as I wanted to look at him. As he raised himself up above me, I felt the hardness of his cock rub against my abs and to my breastbone and as he became vertical his cock sprang up in the air almost like a jack-in-box being released. The tip of his cock hit the underside of my chin as it tried to snake up to the bedroom ceiling and suddenly, I had the amazingly fantastic view of his huge fat cock and low hanging balls right in front of my eyes and as if in the background to it, his massive frame and beaming loving face.

What I could also see was a tiny line of man lube that had attached itself to my face and was still connected to Stephen’s massive glans seemingly way above my face from my perspective. There was only one thing I wanted to do, and I gently used a finger to attach the fragile line of man juice to my tongue and to take it the liquid into my mouth slowly making my way up the way to it’s origin at his cock tip.

The taste was sweet and as I reached the source of the lube I was as excited as I have ever been at the size of my lover’s cock as I had to stretch my head hard to reach the top. As I took in the lube stream, Stephen let out a low growl of approval. I glanced up into his eyes which still gleamed in delight and approval. He just said out loud to me, “Yes do it and enjoy it”, as he shifted slightly backwards away from me allowing easier access to his cockhead which I took into my mouth joyously.

I remember that his cock was really hot and tasty, and I rubbed my tongue against the cobra-head releasing more juice and being excited as I looked back down on the shaft of his cock that extended from his trimmed blond pubic hair. Using my head and mouth I pulled down on his cock until I had difficulty in moving it down any further and then let go of it and delighted watching it spring away from me and slap hard against his lower stomach towards his abs and inwardly groaned as I saw that my saliva left a wet stain a couple of inches above his navel and watched the monster fall back down again towards my face.

His voice rumbled, encouraging me to do it again and I took the head back into my mouth again, the second time with maybe a further inch of the shaft and pulled his cock down again, with so much more effort that I thought I might snap it off and let it go again after covering it again with my spit. It flew back to his abs again with more force, this time making a loud smack when it hit and again fell back against my cheek.

This memory had me now wanking my excited cock even harder and my thoughts of the past fun inspired my thoughts to what happened next.

“Hit me”. I told him. Stephen knew what I meant. He took hold of his huge cock at the root where the shaft meets his torso, lifting up his iron hard rod with a finger and thumb and siting himself right above my face, letting the massive monster fall down at random, repeating the action so that all parts of my face from my forehead to my chin, my eyes, nose and cheeks felt the impact of his heavy cock.

Faster and faster, he struck my face with his tool, and I whimpered in delight and Stephen looked down on me with that sexy salacious grin on his gorgeous face; bright eyed and flashing his perfectly white teeth, then pursing his lips and sucking in air and expanding his huge chest at the same time.

I was so happy when he was in a dominant position over me like this. “Give me your balls to suck and lick on”, was my next request. Stephen’s balls are in proportion to the rest of his body. Huge. I can just about fit one of them totally in my mouth but there is no way I can fit both, but I like trying and licking them.

As I sucked and licked away at my husband’s massive balls I looked up at his rock-hard, super thick phallus, bulging almost obscenely as it thrust up into the air at a forty-five-degree angle, latticed with veins and throbbing lustfully. I could see a drop of pre-come form at the tip of his cock and I knew that Stephen was excited at what I was willingly and wantonly doing to him. But it was not his cock I wanted next.

I let go of his balls and mover under them to lick slowly to his hole. “Spread open those tight cheeks”, I requested him, “I want to taste your hot arse”. Stephen didn’t have to use his hands to make his butt available to me, they seemed to automatically part to give me access. Having already had my hole rimmed out earlier I was wanting to return the favour and sensations I had received from him. We were both lucky that we were blessed with hairless holes and that we both loved eating arse. That same deep rumble came from his chest as I gently licked the sensitive edges of his anus and I had a good idea what was going to come shortly, but I was in charge of the action this night. I licked firmer and harder against his hole and he responded by spasming his hole for me and then lowering himself down firmly against my mouth, asking me if I was comfortable. I told him that I was. I knew I wasn’t going to get a flattened nose that night and he settled down on my face, and I could sense that he was now jacking on his ten inches in response to my rimming.

Down the other end I was jacking off too. For me rimming was the most intimate sex act after fucking and I had always delighted that Stephen was into it as well. He was rocking his backside against my face as I licked at his hole and groaning at the attention he was receiving. The intensity of his wanking grew, and I knew that soon he wasn’t going to be able to resist what I knew was going through his mind.

Suddenly standing up and calling out “Aw Fuck, Gerren”, he turned around above me, his cock obscenely hard flying around as he turned and he sat back down on my face in the reverse position, grabbing hold of my legs and lifting them up in the air, tucking them under his armpits and exposing my arse upwards. With a cry of delight, he thrust his face into my arse and also rimmed me out. This was what I knew he couldn’t resist.

As he licked at my hole, I returned his effort with more of my own. It was like a competition between us both as to who could rim out the other the better.

Lying back on my pillows thinks of the action between us I recalled that right from the start of our relationship one of the most memorable and exciting and ultimately lustful sex acts was a sixty-nine rim. Thinking back to that night, it might have been the best we had ever had.

We rolled around on the bed, all thoughts of my leading the action together gone from both our minds. It was just the wonderful abandoned mutual eating of the others rear. The better part of a sixty-nine rim for me is the kissing afterwards. Our tongues clashing with each other just a few moments after they had been at each other’s arses. Possibly our kissing then was the most passionate between us. Rimming and kissing probably the closest to the desire I have of wanting to be totally immersed into Stephen’s mind and body.

Back alone on the bed, my mind turned back to what happened next between us that night. We broke the kiss and looked into each other’s eyes, and I said to Stephen, “Fuck me”. He looked at me incredulously. “Are you sure”?

I nodded.

“I thought you were going to fuck me tonight”.

“It’s what I want”. I assured him.

He gasped out a hard, excited “Oh Gerren”, and our kissing started again.

“Just on top of me”. I told him. “I want to see you, see your eyes, mouth and body above me”.

He nodded at me with understanding and suddenly we were back where had started earlier with him rimming out my arse.

After a good five minutes of licking, Stephen leaned over to the bedside table and retrieved the lube from the drawer and began fingering my hole. As always, he was very gentle with me, slowly extending his long fore-finger inside of me and tweaking my button and pushing more lube into me, before entering his middle finger into me as well. He spoke gently and lovingly to me all the time, aware of his tremendous size and the difficulty I had at times accepting all that he had. This night I was mentally willing to accept him. It might be the physical effort that might be problematic.

When Stephen was satisfied that I was relaxed enough and well lubed for him, he put himself above me; my legs over his superb broad shoulders and his face just above mine, almost eye to eye. I felt his cock rubbing against my hole and he kissed me very tenderly, very unlike just a few minutes earlier, and he looked deep into my eyes and whispered to me asking if I was ready. I felt totally relaxed for him and I put my arms around his bull neck and told him that I was ok to go.

I felt the increase in pressure against my hole as he pushed harder but with ease as if he was more than aware of his extra height muscle and weight. I was so relaxed that it was a minute or more before I realised that he was well inside of me, and his now gentle loving smile shone from his eyes and smile and a mellow rumble came from his throat. He bent down to me and kissed me again and I felt his push into me further, though this time he hit the button, and I gasped out in delight, pulling his head down and kissing him deeply and with total love.

Stephen responded by doing one of his usual actions when he fucked me. He was able to expand and contract his cock shaft inside of my hole and I sensed my tunnel being stretched and relaxed. When he was comfortable, he began to pump into my hole always hitting the switch and thrilling my body.

“Are you ready for more”? he asked gently. I knew from this that he was only halfway into my hole. Stephen would have another five more inches of his hugeness to put inside of me. I was ready and knew what to expect. He pulled out his cock totally and re-lubed his cock with plenty of lube all the way down his fat gargantuan prick.

I felt him re-enter me and slide deep into me once again thrilling me as he hit my prostate. “Relax, just relax my man”. Stephen gently encouraged me. “You are my man and can take it all”. And I did relax some more if just a little and enough for Stephen to use his weight to push in deeper into my hole and my longer and deeper thrusts into me.

My cock was super hard and almost bursting. I released one of my arms from his neck and reached down to jack on it but Stephen brushed it aside. “Use that hand on my nips – you know just how much I love it”. I knew just how hard I could pull twist and pinch his nubs and I set to it. The gleam in his eyes noticeably increased as I worked on his nips. If I could have leaned up to suck and chew on then as he fucked me, I would have done. I loved Stephen’s growls of approval when I bit into his nips hard.

Stephen was fucking me tenderly, still kissing me and telling me just how much he loved and cared for me and that I was and always will be the best. “Just a little more and I’ll be all the way home”, he advised me. In my head I was amazed that I could take all of his massive length and thickness but he assured me that I did.

I looked up into his face and he gave me that sexy cheesy grin of his which re-assured me. Still pumping into me, he reached over to caress my face and nodded at me, and I felt his pelvis contact my backside and knew that my lover was all the way inside of me. He gasped out aloud and involuntarily, my love tunnel, snapped tightly around his hugeness holding it tightly deep inside of me and Stephen gave out a growl of delight.

“Aw Fuck Gerren, you’ve never done that before. It’s like a fist had grabbed the full shaft and was squeezing it so hard.

I had no idea why it had happened, and my body totally stiffened and what I can only describe as an out of body sensation seemed to overtake my whole body and I think I blacked out for a second or two. I only know that it must be like when you die and have no feeling of life, but this must have been just for a couple of seconds.

I called out in lust, letting go of Stephens nipples and flinging my arms around his huge upper body and kissing him with as much loving passion as I could.

This set off Stephen who poured out his desire for me, by now fucking me long and deep and with much tenderness. He now held the sides of my ribs lifting up his body as he gave me ultra long fucks and looked down to see his length appear and disappear into my arsehole.

When he was fully inside of me, I could feel his hairs against my balls and his balls slapping my backside.

“Damn Gerren, this is the best ever”, he confirmed to me.

He was still hitting the button inside of me and I was loving it and I told him so, encouraging him to keep fucking. Again, I reached for my cock, and he brushed my hand away. “Remember my nips”. He slightly hissed as me. I did, twisting them viciously, so much so that he gave out a yelp.

His superb body was now really pumped, his chest, shoulders, neck and arms, throbbing with power. Stephens arms were holding him up above me and the biceps and veins looked massive with the effort. It was one of those times that I wanted to hold and stroke them.

My sixth sense told me that he was very close to shooting. Tonight, I wanted him inside of me instead of usually totally covering me with his excitement.

I could tell by the look on Stephen’s face that he also wanted to shoot inside of me. It was something we rarely did; not out of safety concerns but that we both shot extremely huge loads which excited us both.

All ten inches of Stephen’s massive phallus were buried to the hilt inside my now throbbing innards, and I was moaning and whimpering. Stars flashed before my eyes, and I was intensely aware of the hefty thickness of the big phallus shoved up inside of me.

I could feel it throbbing mightily and twitched in my guts, and somehow, that sensation was the most exciting thing. Then strangely, in spite of not being allowed to touch myself I felt my body was ready to shoot. My balls were on fire suddenly and my cock was somehow extra hard, I changed my grip on Stephen’s nipples from using my fingers and thumbs to pull, twist and rub them, to using my fingernails on them giving Stephen the occasional hard pain I knew he loved.

“Fuck Gerren, keep doing it, I’m going to shoot”.

I shot back at him. “Cum inside me, please shoot in me”.

The conversation was rapid.

“Yes, Yes, I’ll do that”.

“I’m close too”.

“Go on shoot for me”.

“Please God we can come at the same time”.

“I want that so much. Keep working my nips for me”.

His fucking was still tender and loving and very exciting.

My body was totally on fire and my balls about to burst.

“I’m coming”, I called out.

“Yes, yes so am I. Oh Gerren, my wonderful man here it is”.

The next few seconds was almost the greatest sensation during sex ever. My cock lying against my abs spat out a tremendous load all over myself. I felt my body being covered by the wetness of my juice and I felt Stephen’s cock expand inside of me and felt his juice filling my hole and pushing deeper into my guts.

Still deep inside of me, he collapsed on top of me being careful not to squeeze the life out of me by using his elbows as support and kissed me tenderly, stroking my hair and face and telling me just how much he loved me and then lowering his hot muscled body down onto mine and mixing all the cum I had shot onto myself onto his body as well.

Lying back on the bed with the comforting pillows by my side, I looked up and saw the video was still running on the screen. The scene, from whatever video I had put on had changes from a one on one into a full-blown orgy. For a moment, I started to count the number of participants, but the camera angle kept changing and I gave up after making at least six guys in one shot.

Stroking my cock alone, I thought back to our early times together just after we discovered that we both were into threesomes and group and Stephen had introduced me to three of his friends and we ended up in a long night’s group fuck and I watched Stephen fuck another guy for the first time. He fucked so differently from when he was with me. He was hard, almost vicious, and built up a huge sweat. I remember being able to see his hugeness really opening up the guy’s hole and stretching the outer muscle and pulling all the way out of the arse before plunging it all the way back in again.

Looking at the action in the video, I picked up the action watching another stud fucking the same way as Stephen had and I swapped the performer with Stephen. It helped me a lot and soon, I was ready to shoot. The camera was showing the top from behind as his huge dick rammed into the bottoms hole. There was a great shot showing the tops balls and his smooth hairless arsehole as well. At this moment the top on the screen was Stephen and I was suddenly desperate to eat at the butthole as I had done a few times when Stephen had been fucking other guys.

This did the trick and suddenly, I blasted off my load just as I had recalled a few minutes earlier, shoot all over my upper body and hitting my cheek.

Just as I started to relax, my phone buzzed. There was a message from my husband nearly five hundred miles away. “Hope you’re behaving yourself. Just shot a massive load thinking of you. Thinking of you and missing you. All my love. Stephen”.

Could it have been that he had been thinking of the same time that I had just been recalling. I hoped so.