Happy Hotwife, Happy Life - Part 7

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Okay, so, no big surprise here, but size definitely matters. Like, it most definitely matters.

If you haven't been reading, I've not been with a guy with a genuinely big cock before. I've been with average cocks - my husband is average - and a few below average, but not someone with a big cock.

Until I met Simon, that is. We met online, we chatted a great deal (read the previous chapter if you want to enjoy some of the dirty details of what we chatted about), and then we agreed to meet for a night in a hotel.

Simon paid - it was a nice hotel, too, so it was quite generous of him - and it had the balcony he wanted. It was actually a rather spacious balcony with a table and two chairs, both of which were armless, which would make it rather easy for me to ride Simon's big cock, as he'd described the last time we'd talked.

Let me rewind just a little, though, to right before I left for my date. I'd just finished my hair and makeup - I put in a lot of effort and went for the sexiest look possible - and I'd picked out two lingerie sets and laid them on the bed. Then, I called for Alex.

He saw the lingerie sets on the bed as he stepped into the room. He looked at them for only a moment, though, before turning his gaze towards me and staring at my naked body. I'd removed the robe I had on while doing my makeup and I was happily nude for my husband - the man I would be cuckolding that night - and it brought a bright smile to his face.

"Erica, wow, you look so hot," he said.

"Yeah? You like it?" I asked.

"Yeah. It's...I mean, wow, you look truly hot," he added.

I should say that I don't usually go all out with the sexy hair and makeup. I do it sometimes for Alex, but it's become a rarity as we've settled into married life. I should also say that it was really exciting to go all out for Simon, and Alex seemed to find it really exciting too. He came over with a lusty look in his eyes and pulled me into his arms. He leaned in to kiss me, but I put up my hand and blocked his lips from reaching mine. He seemed a little put off, but I smiled and said, "I don't want to ruin my makeup. I want it to be perfect for Simon."

Alex actually groaned a little, but in the best way possible.

"You don't mind, do you?" I asked. "That I want to look good for him?"

It looked like he was about to answer when I reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. I stroked him nice and slow and I couldn't help but smile as he groaned once more, this time while he closed his eyes and got hard.

"What lingerie should I wear?" I asked as I released my husband's cock and pointed towards the bed.

Alex turned and stepped closer. He reached out and ran his fingers over the delicate black lace of the bra and panty set I'd picked out. He smiled at the sight of the stockings I planned on wearing with it and then turned his attention to the dark blue bodysuit I'd chosen as the other option. It featured this incredible plunging neckline that went all the way to my belly button and the sheer material hugged my breasts in the most inviting way. It was the one I would have chosen, and I was delighted when Alex picked it up.

"You have to wear this one. It looks amazing on you," he said.

"Plus, it has easy access," I replied as I pointed to the delicate little button at the crotch that opened up the bodysuit, making it simple for me to keep the lingerie on while Simon fucked me. "I thought I'd pair it with that floor length dress of mine that you really like. The one that's somehow both casual and insanely sexy."

"The one that falls right to the floor when you push the straps off your shoulders?" he asked.

I smiled and nodded. That was exactly the one I was talking about, and that was exactly what I was hoping Simon would do at some point in the evening.

"You know, I actually feel a little jealous of Simon," Alex said. "Not in a bad way, but he's obviously going to have a great night."

I took a moment to study Alex's face and make sure that he really wasn't feeling jealous in a bad way and then I said, "You know, I'm going to have a great night too." I reached out and unzipped his pants as he set my lingerie back on the bed. "I'm going to have a big cock inside me for the first time in my life. I'm going to enjoy that big cock as many times as I want. I'm going to get to cum on it over and over."

Alex was rock hard at that point. There was no question he was turned on, especially since the look on his face was one of pure, lusty wonder.

"You'll get to have fun tomorrow, though," I said. "And I suppose you can masturbate tonight if you want."

"I won't," he replied. "I want to wait until tomorrow."

That made me happy. Happy enough that I was tempted to kiss him. I resisted that temptation, though, mostly because I wanted to maintain that lust I saw in his eyes when I refused to let him kiss me.

I released his cock and got dressed. Soon after I was on my way to the hotel. Simon had gotten there first and texted me with the room number. I was stunned at how hard my heart was beating as I rode the elevator to the 11th floor. I'd never met a man at a hotel for sex before, though. I'd never had a big cock inside me, either. There was a chance I'd be one of the girls that couldn't take it (I wasn't).

My nerves disappeared the moment Simon opened the door. He was actually quite a bit better looking than in his profile pictures and he'd dressed quite nicely for our little date in a pair of slacks and a button up shirt. Even his shoes were really nice.

He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek - he smelled great, in a way that actually turned me on a little - and then took my hand and led me into the room. My eyes were immediately drawn to the balcony and the two glasses of bubbly champagne resting on the table. We walked out into the surprisingly warm evening air and Simon picked up the glasses and handed me one so we could share a toast.

The whole thing felt perfect - like Simon had gone above and beyond in setting everything up - and I'm fairly certain that's why I went in for a kiss. I felt this urge, this overpowering need to kiss him. I still had the glass of champagne in my hand, but that didn't diminish the power of the kiss. It was incredible. It was the sort of kiss that evolved as it went on, too. It started fairly soft and simple, and then our lips parted and our tongues got involved. We both seemed to feel the same intense surge of lust and our tongues went a little bit wild dancing with each other. By the time it was over I could feel Simon's cock pressing into me through his pants and I was unquestionably wet.

I took another long sip of my champagne and thought about the last time we'd talked on the phone. We'd fantasized about the night we were now having, and that fantasy had included me getting on my knees and taking his big cock in my mouth. So I set the champagne on the table and I slowly dropped to my knees as I looked up at him. I reached up and played with his cock through his slacks and there was no question it was big. Huge might be a better word, though I don't have much to compare it to, at least in person. Suffice it to say that Simon was blessed with a far bigger cock than any that had ever come near my mouth or pussy.

"You really are big," I said as I unzipped his pants and reached inside. He smiled as I worked to free his cock - it was a little more difficult given his size - and pulled it out. It was as beautiful as a cock can be. It was longer and thicker than I expected based on the bulge in his pants. The head was smooth and round and plump - and really quite big. I couldn't even fit my fingers all the way around the shaft, a fact that I marveled at as I stroked him. I looked up to see a smile on Simon's face.

"Do you think you can handle it?" he asked.

"I'm certainly going to try," I replied. Now, I don't want to make any of you that aren't blessed with big cocks feel bad, but there was something awe-inspiring about having Simon's dick in my hand. It made me happy to stroke it, to look at it, to think about getting fucked by it. I honestly had no idea if it would make any difference in my pleasure, but everything I'd heard from my friends made me think it would, so I was giddy.

I took him in my mouth. I closed my eyes and I sucked on the exceptionally plump head. I ran my tongue back and forth over the underside and Simon moaned. He was just as turned on as I was, and I do know how to give a blowjob. An exceptionally good one, too.

So I gave a good blowjob. I didn't come close to getting all of him in my mouth - I can't imagine there's a woman on the planet who could pull that off - but I gave a damn good blowjob.

I really enjoyed it, too. My jaw got sore pretty quickly, but there really was something exciting about having a genuinely big cock in my mouth. I got wet in a way I don't typically get wet when giving head. I really do think the size had something to do with it. I know it's not fair or even really accurate, but in the moment it just felt like Simon was more of a man because he had such a big cock. Or, at least that's how my body was responding, and that was really all that mattered at that point, because my body was absolutely in charge.

After a few minutes it felt like I was worshiping his cock in a way I'd genuinely never done before. I was really getting into it, like I'd subconsciously decided I needed to show Simon that I was worth fucking. He'd already made that decision - he'd booked the room, after all - but again, it wasn't a conscious decision. It was just me gleefully worshiping the big cock that would soon be inside me.

Eventually my jaw got sore enough that I had to stop. Simon helped me to my feet and we kissed as I hastily stripped his pants and underwear off and freed him of his shirt. I felt a kind of hunger for him that was unusual for me and I couldn't keep my hands off his body and his cock the moment he was naked.

Simon enjoyed my touch, but eventually he spun me around and took my breasts in his hands as he kissed my neck. His cock pressed into my ass and I moaned and turned my head so our lips could meet. Our tongues entwined as he pushed the straps off my dress off my shoulders. It fell to the ground and his strong hands moved over the bodysuit until he once again grasped my breasts.

I felt so sexy in that moment. I was half naked on a hotel balcony with a naked, massively well-hung man standing behind me, handling my breasts, and kissing me with passion and expertise. I was awash in desire and I felt deeply desired, which in turn led to feeling so sexy.

"I want you inside me," I said softly. "I need you inside me, Simon."

"Let me get a condom," he replied. He stepped away and into the room and returned a moment later with a Magnum condom. He tore open the wrapped but I grabbed it from him before he could roll it down his cock.

"Sit," I said with a smile. Simon sat and I fell to my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my mouth again. I gave him a quick blowjob - I don't know why, but I just wanted to suck it a little more - and then rolled the condom down his shaft.

I stood up, put my hands on his knees, and bent over to kiss him. I felt kind of powerful in that moment, like he was the one waiting on me before we had sex, and it made me wetter. I reached back to unsnap the button on my bodysuit and free my pussy and then Simon reached out, grabbed my ass, and pulled me close, seizing control. He rubbed the head of his cock over my pussy lips and kissed my breasts through the thin material of my bodysuit.

I lowered my hips and the head of his cock slipped inside me. He looked up at me and I dropped my hips a little lower, taking a few inches of his shaft. That's when I felt a sensation unlike any other I'd ever experienced. That's when I learned just how good a big cock could feel. I felt fuller than I ever had, and fuller in a way I loved, and that my body loved.

I sank lower. I took more of his incredible cock. I took it slowly, though. My pussy needed time to adjust to his size, so I gave it what I needed. I kissed Simon as I welcomed him inside me. Our tongues mingled in the most erotic way imaginable.

Then he hit a place deep inside me. Maybe it was my cervix. I'm not sure. I just know that it felt astoundingly good. I rested there. I rested there and I kissed him before saying, "You feel so good inside me. It feels...it's better than anything I've ever felt, Simon."

His strong hands moved to my ass and he grabbed my flesh and gently moved my pussy back and forth on his cock. He remained deep inside me while my clit rubbed into his pelvis. My loins felt like they were on fire in the best way imaginable and I actually rolled my head towards the night sky and moaned loudly.

Then, once it felt like my pussy had gotten used to his size, I took Simon's cock for a ride. I went slow at first, but soon enough I was bouncing on his dick. I completely lost myself in the overwhelming pleasure of having something so big inside me, and having that big cock attached to a good-looking, confident man that knew he could last long enough for me to cum as often as I wanted before he finished.

I came so hard I nearly fell off his lap. I nearly lost control of my body. I was shaking. I couldn't really speak. All I could do was moan for that brief but beautiful span of time where the joy of an orgasm unlike any other tore through my body.

I remained on his cock afterwards. We kissed. He ran his hands over my body. We didn't really say a word to each other. We just enjoyed the beautiful connection of him being inside me on the balcony of a fantastic hotel room.

"I don't think I've ever had an orgasm like that," I said.

"I'd like to make you cum again," he replied. "And again, and again, and again."

I smiled and kissed him. I moved my pussy over his cock - which was still wondrously stiff - and moaned as his tongue invaded my mouth. In the moment I felt like I wanted to let Simon fuck me as many times as I could handle, like I wanted to spend as much of the night as possible with him inside me. I was, in essence, a very happy hotwife.

We fucked a whole lot more, too, but I'm going to save some of the details for next time. As you might imagine, Alex found it quite pleasurable to hear about the fun I had with Simon, so you'll hear all about it when I detail how I made Alex feel good when I came home the next morning.