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Carl Hires Male Stripper For His Wife’s Birthday



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Carl sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the clock as it ticked closer to 7 PM. Tonight was his wife, Vicky’s, 49th birthday, and he had arranged for a very unconventional gift. At 60 years old, Carl struggled with health issues that had slowly eroded his ability to satisfy Vicky physically. Overweight and suffering from erectile dysfunction, Carl had reluctantly accepted his limitations.

Yet, he adored Vicky and wanted her to feel desired and fulfilled.

After much contemplation and some awkward online research, Carl had decided to hire a young male stripper to provide Vicky with the kind of pleasure he could no longer give her. It wasn’t a decision made lightly, but he believed it was the right one. Vicky deserved happiness, even if it meant seeking satisfaction outside their marriage, under carefully controlled circumstances.

At precisely 7 PM, the doorbell rang. Carl’s heart pounded as he walked to the door, opening it to reveal Sam, a 19-year-old with a chiseled physique and a confident demeanor. They had agreed on $300 for two hours of Sam’s services. Carl greeted him warmly, his nerves making him overly polite.

“Thank you for coming, Sam. I really appreciate this,” Carl said, shaking Sam’s hand.

“No problem, Mr. Harris. Happy to help. Just point me to where she’s waiting,” Sam replied, his smile professional and reassuring.

Carl led Sam to the bedroom door, feeling a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. He knocked lightly, then opened the door just enough to let Sam in. Vicky was sitting on the bed, dressed in a silk robe, her eyes widening in surprise and curiosity as Sam entered.

“Vicky, this is Sam. I’ll leave you two to get acquainted. Have fun!” Carl said, trying to sound cheerful.

Vicky gave Carl a nervous but grateful smile. “Thank you, Carl.”

Carl closed the door behind Sam and stood there for a moment, his hand lingering on the doorknob. He took a deep breath and walked to the living room, his original plan to watch Netflix now feeling hollow and uninteresting.

Instead, he found himself drifting back towards the bedroom door, unable to resist the urge to listen.

At first, he heard only small talk. Vicky asked Sam about his drive, the weather, and his age. Sam’s responses were polite and friendly, putting Vicky at ease. Carl could hear the tension in his wife’s voice gradually melting away, replaced by genuine interest and warmth.

She was surprised and amused that Sam was only 19. She said “Ohhhhhh you’re still a baby. I could be your Mommy. I’m 49” and she giggled sweetly.

“Do your parents know that you are a male stripper ?” asked Vicky. “Only my Mom knows, because she saw me dancing at the club on ladies night a couple of months ago when she was out with her girlfriends celebrating her birthday.” Sam answered.

Vicky giggled and said “Oooopppss ! I bet that was embarrassing for both of you !” Sam replied “At first, yes…I was standing in front of my Mom and her 3 girlfriends, they were sitting on a small sofa, and I was completely nude and my dick was rock hard. My Mom was blushing, but was staring at my dick along with her friends, and smiling.”

“My Mom eventually said ‘Ohhhhh Sam ! What a surprise to see you here ! And… oh my God, you’re huge !” Sam continued, telling Vicky everthing that happened.

“Soon, all 3 of my Mom’s girlfriends were touching my legs, my abs, then began caressing my dick and giggling. They coaxed my Mom into caressing my dick too, using peer pressure and telling her not to be a prude.” continued Sam.

“Ooohhhhhh and I bet your Mom had a big smile on her face ! Am I right ?” Vicky asked.

“Not gonna lie, yeah, she had a very playful smile on her face, the same as her girlfriends.” Sam replied.

Vicky giggled again and asked “And what else happened ?”

“All 4 of them began kissing then sucking my cock, including my Mom. I was in shock, but really excited.” Sam continued.

Vicky, very amused, curious, and getting very turned on, asked “And how did it all end ? Did they make you cum ?”

“Won’t lie to you… yeah they made me cum. When my Mom was taking her turn sucking, after about 20 minutes of them taking turns, I exploded inside my Mom’s mouth. I came really hard, at least 8 strong spurts. My Mom was a real trooper and swallowed most of it, but some leaked out of her mouth and spilled down onto her leg and onto the floor.”

Carl heard Vicky squeal in delight and say “Ooooohhhhh my God ! That is so hot ! That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard !” and giggled mischieviously.

Carl, hearing her reaction, felt very disappointed in his wife. She seemed to have lost all her morals while with this young man.

Then, there was a long silence. Carl’s heart raced as he strained to hear what was happening. He assumed that they were kissing.

Suddenly, Vicky’s voice broke the quiet.

“Ohhhhh, it’s so big! A lot bigger than my husband’s! Wow! And you’re only 19 !” she exclaimed, her tone filled with awe and excitement. She giggled, a sound that was both sweet and slightly mischievous.

“I can see now why your Mommy and her girlfriends couldn’t resist !” still giggling.

Several moments of silence passed, then Vicky’s voice again broke the silence, saying “Oh my God… Sam… it’s more than just big… it’s huge!” her voice sounding sweet, nurturing and motherly, but also playful and flirty.

Sam said “I bet you wish that Carl had a big cock like mine, huh?”

In her sweet playful voice, Vicky responded “Any woman wants to have a man with a huge cock like yours honey ! Carl’s is like a baby’s dick compared to yours! It’s actually really pathetic how small his dick is… Oooopppsss ! Did I just say that out loud ?” giggling playfully and a little wickedly.

Sam said mockingly “Well, tonight you get a real man’s cock you sexy little slut. No baby dick for you tonight. He’s probably jerking off his little dick right now, thinking about his wife getting pounded by a real cock tonight while he waits for us to finish.”

Vicky laughed loudly and sounding even more belittling of her husband said “I would bet big money that is exactly what he is doing. It’s so pathetic… I shouldn’t laugh, but I can’t help it !”

There were a few moments of silence, then Carl heard Vicky say “Wow ! It’s so big sweety… how does that feel ?” now with a sweet, nurturing voice and not the belittling voice she had used to disdain Carl.

Carl, now unable to control his curiosity, slowly opened the door just a crack, enough to see Vicky sitting on the bed next to Sam, holding his fully erect giant penis in her hand and gently fondling it while smiling flirtatiously at Sam. She then gave Sam a quick kiss on the mouth and told him “Oh my God… I’m being so bad tonight!” with a sweet giggle.

Carl realizes that Sam is at least twice as big as he is, probably 10 inches in length and as thick as Vicky’s wrist, if not more.

Carl watches Vicky continue to gently stroke the entire length of Sam’s penis while smiling at him playfully. Vicky says to Sam “Oooooh my God ! It’s enormous Sam ! And…I think it’s still growing…ohhhh my… What does your Mother feed you ? ” and giggled playfully.

She then flirtatiously says “This is my best birthday ever ! Are you going to give me lots of cum for my birthday ?” looking at Sam with pleading eyes.

“Lots and lots pretty girl.” answered Sam, who then guided Vicky to sit on one of his legs and proceeded to kiss her passionately on the mouth, while she continued to stroke his cock, now a little faster and a little less gently.

Carl, upon seeing and hearing all of this, and being especially hurt at how Vicky had mocked him and belittled him, with Sam also mocking him, slowly closed the door, and with tears in his eyes, returned to the living room to try and block out this nightmare from his mind.

Meanwhile, after kissing hungrily for 3 or 4 minutes, Vicky seated on Sam’s leg while stroking his big dick, Sam pulled away a little and said “Let’s switch things up a little bit naughty girl.”

“Anything you say big boy… Your wish is my command!” Vicky replied in her very submissive, nurturing, but flirty voice.

Carl had now returned and was listening through the closed door again, unable to stay away and ignore what was happening.

Carl heard Sam chuckle and say “Let’s do something naughty Vicky… you know what would really turn me on… to see your hand stroking my big cock while you wear your wedding ring.”

“Oooohhhh what a bad boy you are Sam ! Of course I’ll do it !” Vicky replied in her sweet, motherly voice. “But only because you are so adorable… and have such a big dick… and my pathetic hubby has such a tiny one! Let me get my ring and put it on for you sweety.”

After a few moments of silence, Carl heard Vicky say “Ok sweety, here’s my wedding ring on my finger, just like you wanted.” sounding motherly but naughty. She added “And if you accidently cum too fast and it splashes onto my ring, I’ll lick my ring clean!”

Carl, hearing this, felt more humiliated than ever.

Sam replied “That’s a good little slut… now kneel on the floor and start stroking my cock, with your ring hand.”

“Okay honey.” Vicky said in a sweet submissive voice.

A few seconds later, Carl heard Sam say “Ohhhhh fuck yeah… that looks so fucking hot! What a bad little slut you are Vicky… stroke that big cock bad girl!”

Vicky only giggled sweetly, saying nothing in response.

Sam then said “I wanna get a short video of this… this is too fucking sexy not to record a video. I wanna show it to 2 or 3 of my gym buddies. OK ? Just 30 seconds, ok ? I’ll call you Nancy in the video.”

Vicky replied “OK sweety, just 30 seconds… and only show 2 or 3 friends, promise ?” “I promise!” Sam lied.

“Give me a pretty smile while you stroke it… 3, 2, 1.. recording !” Sam said. “Look guys… isn’t she a cutey ? Her husband is in the living room… his name is David, hers is Nancy. Her hubby is too old to give her what she needs, so I got paid to do it. See her wedding ring ? It’s almost as pretty as her smile !”

Vicky giggled and still smiling and stroking Sam’s cock, said playfully “Hi there Sam’s gym buddies!”

Still recording, Sam said “Isn’t she a cute little slut guys ? And now bad girl… stop stroking it and start sucking.”

Vicky submissively said “Okay baby.” and did as Sam told her to do, first giving a playful lick to the head of Sam’s cock, then taking the first 3 or 4 inches into her mouth, sucking softly and lovingly.

Carl heard Sam say “You see guys what a good little slut she is ? I love it when these little sluts do what I tell them, without talking back.” while Vicky continued sucking.

Still recording (not keeping his promise to record for only 30 seconds) Sam then grabbed Vicky’s hair in his left hand, a little roughly, and shoved another 3 or 4 inches into Vicky’s mouth, making her squeal in surprise. Her squeal muffled due to her mouth being full of cock.

A few seconds after hearing Vicky’s muffled squeal, Carl could hear her gag, also muffled, then heard her coughing and gasping for breath, while Sam chuckled and said, still recording “See that guys ? She’s never had a real cock before. She told me herself that her hubby has a baby dick.”

Sam added “But guys, let me tell you… this little slut right here is my favorite so far this month… and there’s only 4 days left this month, so she might win the slut of the month award!” chuckling devilishly.

Vicky giggled sweetly and without being prompted, took hold of Sam’s cock and then guided it into her mouth, this time taking 7 or 8 inches of his 10 incher into her mouth, eager to please and impress Sam.

Carl then heard Sam say “See there guys ? This cute little slut is all over my cock tonight. She’s been starving for some real dick! She’s probably gonna make me cum in her mouth guys… I don’t know how much longer I can last with a bad little slut like this one!”

Vicky stopped sucking just long enough to playfully say “Yes… cum in my mouth sweety!” and then resumed sucking.

Sam, still recording video, moaned lightly and said “Guys.. wanna see me cum in her cute face ? I know you do…. Ohhhh fuck here it comes…ahhhhhhhhhh!” and he quickly pulled his cock out of Vicky’s mouth and holding it in one hand while still recording with his other hand, exploded long spurts of hot cum all over her face and into her hair.

While getting her face splattered, Vicky giggled vivaciously and perkily. She placed her ring finger in the line of fire to get the ring splattered with Sam’s cum also.

After he had shot all his load, Sam said “Ohhh fuck… I came so hard guys. This little slut is fire.”

Vicky, now with her face covered in cum, looked into the camera (smart phone) knowing she was still being recorded, and said “Now naughty boys… it’s time for me to lick Sam’s cum off my wedding ring.” sounding bubbly and playful.

She then licked her ring 3 or 4 times while it was on her finger, then removed it and put it into her mouth for several seconds, then took it out. All the while smiling for the video.
She then said, flirtatiously “You see boys … it’s all clean now! Don’t worry.. it’s good as new !” and gave a playful wink.

She then turned her attention to Sam’s still semi-hard cock, which still was at least 8 inches and thick, and gave it loving little kisses and playful licks.
Sam recorded her doing this for a minute or 2, his cock never getting smaller than 8 inches. After a minute or 2 of Vicky giving tender loving care to his semi hard cock, he told her “Smile for the video cutey and wave good-bye. Time to end your first movie. You did great!”

Vicky looked into the camera, gave her cutest, sweetest smile and waved good-bye, saying “Hope you boys enjoyed this! I know I did ! Bye byeeeeeee !” as perkily and bubbly as she had ever felt in her life, feeling very satisfied with herself for being so bold and not being a prude, which sometimes her girlfriends critized her for.
She later asked Sam to send the video to her Dropbox account (which had a strong password) which he did. A few days later, she had a little get together with her 3 best girlfriends and let them watch the video. All 3 were in shock, at how bold that Vicky was in the video, and also in shock at how huge Sam’s cock was.
All 3 ladies had heard Vicky complain more than once about how small Carl’s dick was. One of them jokingly said “You finally got to enjoy a real cock, instead of the sad little dick you’ve had for all these years. Good for you girl !” and all 4 ladies laughed loudly.
They asked Vicky a million questions, and Vicky was inwardly feeling triumphant and proud of herself, and not at all embarrassed or ashamed as she had thought she would be.

Carl’s stomach tightened after he heard Vicky say good-bye to the camera. He was shocked at how playful and provocative she sounded.

He knew his wife was going to have sex with Sam, but never expected that she would be the star of a mini p.o.r.n. movie for Sam’s buddies, and all the while wearing her wedding ring, then for the finale, lick another man’s cum off of it.

By this time, Carl felt completely emasculated and very sad. But he was still fascinated and curious about what his wife was doing with Sam.

Carl continued listening through the door and heard only small talk between Vicky and Sam, and could only hear murmuring and Vicky giggling from time to time.
This lasted for nearly 20 minutes, and Carl left and returned 3 or 4 times.

Once he cracked the door open just a sliver, enough to see Sam laying on his back while Vicky kissed him passionately on the mouth.

He quickly closed the door, and feeling extremely aroused, went to the bathroom, entered and locked the door.
He dropped his pants and boxers and began furiously jerking himself off. He looked at his penis and realized it was not even half the size of Sam’s, at 4.5 inches.
This made him feel demoralized again, but he continued jerking himself, all the while imagining his beloved wife with a 10 inch cock in her mouth and the image of her licking Sam’s cum from her wedding ring.

With these images flashing through his mind, Carl came really hard, but at his age, this did not amount to much at all. He only spurted a teaspoon of cum, maybe less. And his dick quickly shrunk from 4.5 inches to a measly 2 inches.

Quickly cleaning up, Carl rushed back to the door, and not hearing anything, slowly opened the door a sliver.

He saw Sam again laying on his back on the bed, but this time his body was more parallel to where Carl was positioned.

And Vicky was now on the far side of the bed, further away from Carl, on her hands and knees on the bed, with Sam’s now fully revived cock back at 10 inches.

Vicky was alternating between stroking the length of Sam’s cock and sucking the first 3 or 4 inches.
The 2 new lovers were now playing in almost complete silence, aside from soft giggles from Vicky from time to time.

As Vicky was servicing his giant cock, Sam held her hair firmly in his left hand. A couple of times he yanked her hair roughly, making her squeal softly and giggle.

Carl felt extremely envious at the size of Sam’s dick. He fantasized about how he could please Vicky himself, if he had a 10 incher. But, he sighed, knowing it was an impossible dream.

As if reading his mind, Vicky at that moment told Sam “Wow baby…this cock of yours is really something else ! You came so hard… and it stayed big, it only shrunk a little after you came.” and added playfully and mockingly “But yours.. even when it’s half dead.. is still much much bigger than Carl’s pathetic baby dick when he’s completely hard.” giggling maliciously.

Sam laughed and simply said “Keep stroking and sucking my cock little slut. I’ll fuck that tight little pussy when I’m ready.”

“Okay baby” replied Vicky, sounding sweet and submissive.

Carl closed the door quietly, and feeling aroused again, went back to the bathroom, attempted to jerk off again, but couldn’t get hard. Even when thinking about Vicky gagging on Sam’s horse dick, and knowing that Vicky would have that monster cock in her pussy very soon, squealing and moaning, probably crying softly, Carl could not get hard again.

Demoralized again, Carl returned to the door and listened. There was only silence and an occasional giggle for 5 minutes.

Finally, Carl heard more gagging and coughing noises coming from Vicky. It seemed that Sam was starting Round 2 with her.

He pressed his ear closer to the door, his mind racing with images he couldn’t block out. Each sound, each gasp, and moan painted a vivid picture of what was happening inside the room.

Carl could hear Vicky trying to speak, but her voice was muffled and she was gagging, then gasping for air, before being muffled again.

Sam’s voice, low and soothing, broke through. “You okay, Vicky? Just relax and breathe through your nose. I know it’s big, but you can do it. You’re my sexy little slut of the month… show me what you can do.”

Vicky’s response was a muffled giggle, but Carl could tell she was trying to follow Sam’s instructions. The sounds continued, a mix of gagging, muffled squeals and giggles, coughing, gasping for air, moaning, and occasional laughter from both Sam and Vicky.

Sam said “That’s a good girl Vicky, you almost have the whole thing in your mouth. I love your dedication !” he teased. “Keep breathing through your nose…that’s my cute little slut…I love it !”

Carl’s emotions were a whirlwind of jealousy, anger, sadness, and a strange sense of relief that Vicky was experiencing pleasure.

Carl retreated to the living room, his mind reeling. He had offered this gift out of love and desperation, but now he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. He sat down on the couch, staring blankly at the TV screen. The sounds from the bedroom seemed to echo in his mind, growing louder and more intense.

He glanced at the clock. Only 20 minutes had passed since Sam arrived, but it felt like an eternity. Carl tried to distract himself, picking up the remote and flipping through channels aimlessly. Nothing held his interest. His thoughts kept returning to the bedroom, to Vicky and Sam.

The minutes ticked by, each one feeling like a small eternity. Finally, after what felt like an agonizingly long time, the sounds from the bedroom began to change. Carl heard Vicky’s voice, softer now, filled with a different kind of intensity.

“Yes, Sam, right there. Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with pleasure.

Vicky continued “Oh God ! It’s so big Sam… Ohhhhh Sam… please don’t stop. Fuck me harder. Punish me Sam, with that huge cock…ohhhhh! Ouch !”

Carl closed his eyes, feeling tears stream down his face. He wanted Vicky to be happy, but hearing her with another man, especially one so young, barely out of High School, was more painful than he had anticipated. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. This was his gift to her, a way to make up for his own shortcomings.

He heard Vicky say “Oooohhh Sam ! Ouch ! Your dick is so big ! Please cum inside of me !” her voice pleading.

Carl continued crying softly while he heard Vicky moaning and squealing, then later there were slapping noises and Vicky giggling, then Vicky gagging and gasping for air again and saying “Oh Sam, it’s too big !” giggling.

Carl felt tormented. He was in a special kind of hell. Time passed slowly. Carl sat in the living room, lost in his thoughts, until finally, the bedroom door opened. Sam emerged, looking slightly disheveled but still composed. He gave Carl a nod and a smile.

“All done, Mr. Harris. Vicky’s resting now,” he said quietly.

Carl nodded, unable to find his voice. He handed Sam the agreed-upon payment, his hands trembling slightly.

“Thank you, Sam. I appreciate this,” Carl managed to say.

“No problem Mr Harris. And 50 bucks is enough, keep the rest. It was my pleasure wrecking your wife’s tight little p.u.ssy and making her gag on my big cock. I hope to do it again soon. Take care, OK ?” Sam replied, clearly taunting Carl.

Carl stood there for a moment, trembling with rage. He felt the urge to punch Sam in the face, but knew it was a fight he would surely lose to the much younger and much stronger young man.

He managed to say “Ok Sam, you take care too.” And Sam left, with a smug smile on his face which Carl noticed.

Then, he walked to the bedroom, opening the door slowly. Vicky was lying on the bed, her robe partially open, her chest rising and falling with deep, contented breaths. She looked up at Carl and smiled, her eyes filled with gratitude and love.

“Thank you, Carl. That was… amazing, I wasn’t expecting the young man to have such a big dick. Sam’s is enormous !” she said excitedly.

Carl nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Vicky. I just want you to be happy.” he lied.

Vicky reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently. “I am happy, Carl. You’ve given me more than I could ever ask for. Sam was incredible ! His cock is huge… a fantasy come true!”

They sat there in silence for a while, holding hands. Carl knew that their relationship had changed in a way that couldn’t be undone, but he also knew that his love for Vicky was stronger than ever, while realizing that her love and respect for him was almost at zero.

Vicky asked Carl if she could see Sam again in a few days and mentioned that Sam told her about one of his gym buddies who was also 19, in great shape and very well hung.
She told Carl that Sam’s buddy would be eager to have a three-some, he and Sam double teaming her. Sam’s buddy had seen the video that Vicky had just made with Sam, and he thought she was really cute and wanted to fuck her too.
She also told Carl that Sam’s buddy (Kirk) had sent 2 pics of himself, one in swimming trunks at a pool, and the other one completely nude.

She told Carl, excitedly “Ohhh Carl ! And Kirk is adorable too ! He’s got 6 pack abs and broad shoulders and a really cute smile ! Besides that… ohhhh my God… he’s got a huge cock just like Sam!” not able to hide her enthusiasm.

Vicky continued, wanting to test and tease Carl “I can feel myself getting moist again, just imagining those 2 young bulls with their huge cocks, one in my mouth while the other in my pussy, both of them dominating me and punishing me…pulling my hair and slapping my ass… ooohhhh it would be so hot!”

Carl still feeling sad and confused and completely emasculated, agreed.

“You can see him and his friends whenever you want honey.” Carl replied, pretending to be supportive but not all happy with what he had started, but knowing he would give her what she wanted.

Vicky smiled and said “Thank you. I love you so much honey. I would give you a kiss, but Sam came in my mouth and I need to brush my teeth before I can kiss you. But I love you with all my heart.” she said this with wicked intent, wanting to emasculate her husband, while appearing to be a sweet, loving, appreciative wife.
Carl already felt completely emasculated, which Vicky may have already suspected or known.

But the damage was done, and things had changed permanently.

Vicky then said, teasingly “I’ve got myself all hot and bothered again, thinking about Sam and Kirk taking turns with me with their big cocks. I would let you fuck me now Carl, but we both know I won’t be satisfied, but… if you want, I’ll let you use my vibrator on me. I’ll lay on the bed on my back and you turn on my vibrator and rub it against my clit, while I look at Kirk’s and Sam’s nude pics on my smartphone and imagine them double teaming me and both cumming all over my face. How about it, want to ?” sounding sweet and playful, but inwardly being wicked and testing Carl’s patience.

Carl, wanting to seem supportive, loving and understanding, and also afraid of losing any of Vicky’s remaining affection for him, quickly agreed, but inwardly felt dejected and emasculated even more.

Vicky said “Perfect ! That’s why I love you honey ! Let’s do it. I’m going to keep my panties on.. so rub the vibrator over my clit with my panties still on. And don’t touch me or try to kiss me, ok ? I don’t want to be distracted while I’m looking at the boys pics of their huge cocks and thinking about them fucking me.”

Carl said “Ok honey, I love you too. Let’s do it.”

She walked over and opened a drawer and pulled out her electric vibrator. She had just put new batteries in it, so she knew it would do the job.

She handed it to Carl and said “You know how to use it honey. I’ll lay down now.” She then removed her robe, revealing the little red panties she was wearing which excited Carl, but he knew he wasn’t allowed to touch.

Vicky now lying on the bed, face up, said “Ok honey, let my favorite tool go to work.”

Carl did as he was told and turned on the vibrator, which hummed lightly, and started slowly moving it over Vicky’s clit, on top of her panties.
She purred softly and said… “Ohhhhh that feels so good!”

With a smile on her face, she held her smart phone in front of her face, staring at Kirk’s nude pic and admiring his 6 pack abs and how large his cock looked.
She purred with contentment and felt herself getting even moister.

While Carl continued his work with the vibrator, Vicky continued looking dreamily at Kirk on her phone and said out loud “Wow.. that’s a big cock on that boy. Can’t wait to suck that monster…ohhhh my.. and feel it inside me!” not caring if Carl was hurt by her words.

Carl remained silent, rubbing the vibrator over her clit, and noticing her panties were really wet.

She was now lightly whimpering and still staring at Kirk’s pic, wishing that his big cock was in her mouth or pussy in that moment.

Still whimpering she said out loud “Ooohhhhhh Kirk… I can’t wait to mount that huge cock of yours! Mmmmmmm bad boy… I’m gonna let you fuck me however you want to fuck me.. ohhhhhhhh”

Carl, dutifully continued his work with the vibrator, watching his wife’s face becoming sexier as she stared at Kirk’s pic.

She was whimpering more now, and said “Ohhhhhhhh Kirk… fuck me with that huge cock… just like Sam did… ohhhhhhhhhhhhh bad boys… I’m gonna cum… oooooooooooooohhh !”

Moaning louder she said “And cum all over my face bad boy… cum lots baby! ooohhhhhhhhhh wow.. what a big cock.. ohhhhhhhhh”

Then Carl saw her body go rigid as she squealed loudly. He continued rubbing the vibrator over her clit, her panties still on, but soaked.
Soon she was trembling and panting, recovering her breath.

She gave one final look at Kirk’s pic and said “Thank you bad boy ! That was hot ! Can’t wait until it happens for real !”

She put her phone face down on the nightstand, and told Carl “Thanks honey, that was great. See ? You still are useful ! So don’t feel bad !”

Carl replied “Thanks honey, I love you.”

Vicky replied “I love you too honey… Now can you go make me some scrambled eggs and toast, with some orange juice, and bring it here ? I’m starving after all this excitement.”

Carl said “Sure honey, no problem.” He tried to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, which she pulled away from.

Vicky giggled and responded “Thanks honey, you’re the best !” and as Carl left the room, she picked up her smart phone again, to continue admiring Kirk and imagining how his big dick would feel.

She had a very contented smile on her pretty face, thankful for the best birthday she had ever had.

———– This story may or may not be true… but if it is true, which it might be…. then…

Names and locations have been changed to protect the innocent and the not-so-innocent.

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Harold sat at the edge of the bed, his hands clasped tightly together. The old mahogany clock on the wall ticked loudly, filling the room with a steady rhythm that mirrored the pounding of his heart. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, a man of sixty-six years, his face lined with wrinkles that spoke of a long life lived. His once-thick hair had turned a silver hue, and his body no longer possessed the vitality it once had. He sighed deeply, the weight of his decision settling on his chest.

His wife, Clara, would turn forty-two tomorrow. She was beautiful, full of life, and still as radiant as the day they had met. Her laughter lit up rooms, her energy contagious, and Harold had loved her fiercely since the first moment he laid eyes on her twenty years ago. Their love had always been strong, but lately, things had changed—he had changed. His body, once capable of fulfilling her needs, now betrayed him. He was no longer able to satisfy Clara in the way she deserved, and that reality gnawed at him every day.

The idea had started as a joke, something said in passing during one of their late-night conversations. Clara had laughed, teasingly mentioning hiring someone younger and more vibrant to handle what Harold could not. At first, he had laughed too, dismissing the idea as absurd. But over the weeks, that joke had taken root in his mind, growing into something he couldn’t shake.

Tonight, he had made up his mind. It was Clara’s birthday, and he wanted to give her something she would never forget, even if it meant swallowing his pride.

The doorbell rang, snapping Harold out of his thoughts. His stomach churned as he stood, the reality of what he was about to do suddenly more vivid than ever. He shuffled down the hallway, his heart in his throat, and opened the door.

There he stood—Nick. The young man Harold had found online, a twenty-year-old male stripper who looked like he had stepped straight out of a fitness magazine. Tall, muscular, with a boyish grin and confident swagger, Nick was everything Harold was not. The young man smiled warmly, but Harold could see the curiosity in his eyes as they briefly flickered over him. He must have been wondering why a man of Harold’s age had hired him for such a task.

“Evening, Mr. Harrison,” Nick said, his voice casual. “Is everything set?”

Harold nodded, his throat tight. “Yes, everything’s ready. Clara’s upstairs. She doesn’t know you’re here yet. This… this is a surprise.”

Nick gave a reassuring nod, sensing the tension in the older man. “No worries. I’ve got this. You just relax.”

Relax. That word felt foreign in Harold’s world tonight. He led Nick up the stairs to the guest bedroom, the air thick with awkwardness. The room was dimly lit, soft music playing from a speaker. A small birthday cake sat on the table, candles unlit. Clara’s gift sat beside it, a piece of jewelry Harold had picked out, but that gift paled in comparison to what would come next.

“Clara!” Harold called, his voice faltering slightly.

Clara appeared from their bedroom, her eyes sparkling as she saw Harold. But when her gaze shifted to Nick, her smile faded for a second, replaced by confusion. Her eyes darted between the two men, and she raised an eyebrow.

“Harold? What’s going on?”

Harold swallowed hard, his palms sweaty. “Clara… it’s your birthday, and I know I haven’t been… enough for you lately. So, I thought maybe… this year, you deserve something special.” His voice wavered. “Nick is here for you, to give you what I… can’t.”

Clara stood frozen, processing his words. For a moment, silence stretched between them, the tension palpable. Then, slowly, a smile curled at the corner of her lips. She glanced at Nick, who gave her a charming wink, and then back at Harold.

“Are you sure about this?” she asked softly, searching his eyes for doubt.

Harold nodded, though the knot in his stomach tightened further. “I want you to be happy. It’s your night.”

Clara hesitated before finally speaking. “Alright,” she said, her voice low. “But Harold, if you ever feel uncomfortable…”

He shook his head. “I’ll be fine.”

Clara smiled again, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she turned to Nick. She walked toward him, her movements graceful and deliberate, the atmosphere in the room shifting as she took his hand. With a final glance at Harold, she led the young man to the guest bedroom, closing the door softly behind them.

Harold stood in the hallway, his breath shallow. The door clicked shut, leaving him alone. For a long moment, he stared at it, feeling a swirl of emotions he couldn’t quite name. Was it relief? Regret? He couldn’t tell. But he knew one thing—he had given her the freedom to feel alive again.

Once the door clicked shut behind them, Clara let out a nervous laugh. The tension from the hallway seemed to follow them into the room, although Nick remained composed, his boyish grin never faltering. He gently released her hand, stepping back to give her space. The dim light in the room softened the edges of the moment, casting warm shadows on their faces.

“Well, this is… unexpected,” Clara said, her voice barely above a whisper as she turned to face him. She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, glancing back toward the closed door as if to check if Harold was still standing there.

Nick chuckled softly, his voice low and reassuring. “I get that a lot. But hey, it’s your night. We can go at your pace, whatever feels right.” He moved toward the bedside table, dimming the lights further until the room was bathed in a soft, almost intimate glow.

Clara gave him a small smile, her nerves beginning to settle. She couldn’t deny the excitement bubbling beneath the surface, but a part of her still felt hesitant, unsure of what to make of this unusual gift Harold had given her.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked gently, his eyes soft as he studied her.

Clara nodded, though her voice betrayed a hint of uncertainty. “I’m fine, it’s just… Harold.” Her eyes flickered again to the door, imagining him on the other side, possibly listening, and she felt a pang of guilt.

Nick stepped closer, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. “He wants this for you. It’s clear he loves you, and he just wants you to feel good. Let me help you forget everything else, at least for tonight.”

Clara exhaled slowly, as if releasing the last of her reservations. She looked up at Nick, seeing the confidence in his eyes, the warmth in his smile. “Okay,” she whispered, more to herself than to him.

Nick moved closer, his hands brushing against her waist gently. “Tell me if you want me to stop, at any point,” he murmured, leaning in slightly. His breath was warm against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

Clara nodded, her hands resting tentatively on his chest, feeling the firmness of his body beneath the fabric of his shirt. Her breath quickened as she gave in to the moment, letting herself feel something she hadn’t allowed herself to feel in a long time—desire.

Outside the door, Harold pressed his ear closer, the sounds from the room growing clearer. At first, there was only soft murmuring, Clara’s voice almost indistinguishable, but then he heard Nick’s low voice responding. The intimacy of their conversation sent a cold wave through him, but he stayed, rooted to the spot, unable to turn away.

Then, a soft rustling of clothes, and Clara’s quiet gasp filtered through the door. Harold clenched his fists at his sides, swallowing hard as the sounds grew more intimate. He heard the bed creak slightly, followed by Clara’s breathy laughter, lighter than he had heard in years. It was followed by a sigh, soft but unmistakable, as Nick’s voice grew lower and more confident.

“Oh my God, Nick… it’s so big ! What does your Mother feed you ? ha ha ha ha ! …. Have you ever measured that beast ?” Clara’s surprised but playful voice drifted through the door, her words becoming more audible and laced with a flirty tone Harold hadn’t heard from her in years. It was a sound that twisted painfully in his chest.

Nick laughed and responded “My Mom always fed me lots of beef and fish… ha ha ha… and yes, I have measured it… It’s 10 and a quarter inches when fully hard.”

“Oh my God ! I never knew that God made them that big ! That’s a crime to have one so huge… you should be arrested Nick !” Clara playfully responded.

“Give it a little kiss Clara, and introduce yourself.”

Clara giggled “OK.. here’s a kiss big boy… my name’s Clara, so nice to meet you ! What’s your name ?” sounding very flirty and submissive.

“His name is Mr. Kong and he’s very happy to meet you too.” responded playfully.

Clara giggled again and said “Ohhhhh Mr. Kong ! What an appropriate name since you are so big !” Would you like another kiss Mr. Kong ?”

As he listened through the door, Harold was feeling increasingly jealous but also increasingly aroused at how naughty his wife was being with a well hung young man, young enough to be her son. In fact, their own son was only 1 year older than Nick.

Nick said to Clara “What Mr. Kong wants now is to find out how much of him you can take in your mouth, Clara.”

“Ohhhhhh Mr. Kong ! How naughty you are ! Ok, I’m up for the challenge… let’s see if I can impress you !” Clara said, playfully flirting even more.

Still with his ear pressed closely to the door, Harold soon heard Clara making gagging noises as Nick spoke to her, saying “That’s right Clara, suck that big dick bad girl. You know you always wanted a big one instead of Harold’s baby dick.”

Nick’s words stung Harold, but Clara’s response stung him even more deeply “ha ha ha … I can’t lie Nick, my husband does have a baby dick…. ha ha ha ha … and yes I’ve always dreamed of enjoying a huge one like yours. Oh God, I’m so bad for saying that !” she laughed, slightly ashamed of herself.

“Keep sucking my big dick bad girl, until I tell you to stop.” Nick ordered. “Okay.” responded Clara, sounding very submissive.

Almost immediately, Harold heard Clara making gagging noises again, alternating with her coughing and gasping for breath and saying “Oh God… Mr. Kong ! You’re too big ! How many girls have you made gag and choke ?” Clara giggled.

“I’ve lost count, but dozens, easily.” said Nick. “I’m not surprised !” responded Clara, still giggling.

Soon, Harold heard another sound — a moan, Clara’s voice breaking into a soft whimper as Nick clearly did something that pleased her.

Harold’s stomach twisted, his breath catching as the sounds intensified. Clara’s breathing grew quicker, her soft moans now interspersed with Nick’s deeper, more guttural noises. The bed shifted again, a slow rhythm building between the creaks of the mattress and the hushed, intimate sounds escaping the room.

Clara gasped, her voice breaking into a breathy exclamation. “Yes… oh, yes… ohhhh Nick it’s so big !”

The sound of her pleasure felt like a knife twisting in Harold’s chest, and yet he remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear himself away from the door. He could hear everything now — the steady rhythm of the bed creaking, harder and faster than before, the unmistakable sound of Clara’s pleasure as she gasped and moaned, each noise pulling Harold deeper into a sea of emotions he couldn’t escape.

Her voice became louder, more insistent, and the bed creaked with a quickening pace. “Ohhhhh Nick… right there… oh god… I’m gonna cum..ohhhhh”

Harold squeezed his eyes shut, his heart pounding as Clara’s moans filled the hallway, her pleasure echoing louder than he had expected. Nick’s deep voice followed, asking her “Do you like my big dick in you Clara ? Do you like it more than your husband’s shriveled up old dick ?”

Clara gasped “Yes… yes… oh my god… Nick! Your big dick is gonna make me come… ohhhhh please don’t stop !” The sounds escalated, Clara’s breathing growing more ragged, her moans breaking into sharp gasps.

Harold could feel the heat rising in his face, a wave of conflicting emotions crashing over him—jealousy, guilt, feeling very aroused, and an odd, painful sense of satisfaction that she was getting what she needed.

Inside the room, the climax was near. The headboard of the bed was slamming forcefully against the wall. Harold knew that Clara was getting the hardest fucking of her life.

Clara’s voice broke into a series of quick, breathy cries, followed by a long, drawn-out moan as she reached the peak of her pleasure. Nick groaned in response, his voice deep and satisfied as their sounds mixed together in a final crescendo.

After a minute of silence, Harold heard Clara say “Oh God.. Nick… you came so much ! It feels like you came a quart inside me !” she said, sounding very impressed and grateful.

Then, “Can you kiss me Nick ? Now I want to find out how good of a kisser you are. Until you’re ready for round 2.”

“Sure bad girl… we can kiss until I punish that tight p.u.ssy again.” Nick said.

Then Harold couldn’t hear anything for a minute or two, until Clara said “Ohhhh Nick… Mr. Kong didn’t go down for the count, ha ha ha ha … he’s still big ! I think he only shrunk about an inch…oh my God, he’s hard to kill ! ha ha ha ha “

“Yeah, I’m still excited…I wanna fuck you again, harder than before. That’s why Mr. Kong is still big.” Nick responded.

Clara said “Yeah, I want you to fuck me again Nick, hard…I want you to punish me for being such a bad girl tonight.” giggling.

Then, silence for about 10 minutes. Harold knew that they were kissing, while Clara was undoubtedly stroking Nick’s big cock while they kissed.

Harold leaned back from the door, his heart heavy, and walked away, leaving the two of them behind the closed door. Tonight was for Clara, and that was all that mattered.

But the echo of her cries lingered in his mind, even as he disappeared down the hallway, retreating into the quiet darkness of his own solitude.

He entered the main bedroom, the one he shared with Clara, only about 25 feet away from the guest room where Nick and Clara were enjoying each other.

After another 10 minutes or so, he could hear noises coming from the guest room. First, he heard Clara giggling happily, and clearly heard her say “Ooooooopsss ! Mr. Kong ! Ready again, huh ?”

Then silence again for several minutes. Harold was sure that Clara was giving Nick a blowjob again, and gagging on his cock.

After several minutes of relative silence, Harold could hear the bed rhythmically creaking, slowly at first, then gradually faster and with more force.

An image of Nick thrusting forcefully into Clara came into Harold’s mind, and almost simultaneously he heard Clara squeal loudly and say “Ohhhhhh Nick ! Fuck me hard baby ! Fuck my p.u.ssy like you own it baby !”

Harold had never heard Clara speak like that, in all their years together.

Harold heard Nick respond “I do own that p.u.ssy bad girl… I can fuck it whenever I want to. Right ?”

“Ohhhh Nick…. yessss… that’s right… ohhhhhh your big dick is driving me crazy ! You can fuck me whenever you want.”

Harold hearing this, felt like someone stabbed him in the heart.

Then, Harold heard 2 loud slaps come from the guest room. He heard Clara squeal and then say “Ohhhhhhhh yes.. spank me hard baby, slap my ass hard, I’m a very bad girl.”

2 more loud slaps followed and Clara squealed again.

Harold heard Nick ask, quite loudly, “Tell me how much better my dick feels to you, than your hubby’s old man dick, you little slut.”

Clara answered, very loudly, “Ohhhhhhhh 1,000 times better Nick !! It’s huge ! Your little slut loves your big cock ! You made me into your little slut tonight !”

Harold got the feeling that Clara and Nick were speaking extra loudly, so that he would hear everything.

Nick then said, quite loudly “I wanna fuck you in your ass, little slut. Ever been fucked in the ass ?”

“Noooo.. never… but if you want… let’s try it… but be gentle, okay ?” said Clara.

Then there was nearly a minute of silence… followed by the loudest moans and squeals of the evening from Clara.

Harold could clearly her her whimpering and even crying, pleading with Nick to be more gentle.

It was obvious to Harold that Nick had no intention on being gentle with Clara. She continued moaning so loudly that Harold feared the neighbors might hear.

After about 10 or 15 minutes of this, it seemed that Nick had stopped, and the loud moans from Clara were replaced by gentle crying for 2 or 3 minutes while she recovered.

Nick waited patiently for her to recover and when she did, he told her “Now get on your knees in the floor you little slut. I’m gonna fuck your mouth now.”

Harold heard Clara say “Okay.” in a very submissive voice, which he had never heard coming from her in all their years together.

In a few moments, Harold was rewarded again with the sound of Clara gagging and gasping for air for several minutes, while Nick made comments such as “Now you know what a real dick feels like you little slut. Now you’ll never want your hubby’s baby dick ever again.’

Nick added, quite loudly “Do you want my cum now, you dirty little slut ?” To which Clara responded “Ohhhhhh God…yes Nick ! Give it to me !!”

“Where do you want it, little slut ?” Nick demanded. “All over my face Nick ! Give it to me !” Clara pleaded.

Then, Harold heard Nick groan loudly, while Clara giggled and laughed, saying “Ohhhhhhhhhhh Nick ! You’re giving me a shower …. ooohhh my God.. so much cum baby !! “

Clara giggled for about half a minute, then silence. It seemed that Nick was spent, at least temporarily.

The silence continued for more than 15 minutes, and Harold felt drowsy. He had taken his anti anxiety medication for his nerves and to help him sleep.

He imagined that Clara and Nick were kissing again, while Nick recovered, re-charging his batteries for round 3.

As he imagined that is what was happening, he fell asleep, thinking of his dear wife continuing her night with Nick, while also thinking of all the things that Nick had already done to his wife, which he himself was never able to do for her, even when he was younger.

After Clara and Nick had kissed for nearly 30 minutes, Nick was ready for round 3. This time, Harold slept through it all and mercifully heard nothing, as round 3 was the roughest sex of the night.

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