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Hung Yearnings ( open)
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So she was finally at this point..cheating.
Or at least in her mind she was.
For the past 8 years , Cassie Hunter was a faithful loyal obedient perfect vision of the loving housewife. She lived in a big house, had a pool, lived in the right neighborhood, had all the right friends. And still it wasnt enough.
She knew what she wanted, she wanted something bigger in her life. And she did mean BIGGER.
Cassie had been a virgin on her wedding night but that didnt mean she was any stranger to the act. Her best friend throughout college and roomate was incredibly bold and bisexual..neither of which Cassie ever was. She would often hear the marathon sessions pounding away in the next room while she herself masturbate furiously.
All that changed one night when she walked by her roomies door and found it ajar. Normally she would have looked away and gone back to her own room and diddled herself to the sounds next door. But she stopped, and her jaw dropped.
Inside was her best friend and roomate entertaining two of the biggest black men she had ever seen who were sporting truly massive endowments. Amanada ( her roomie) lay on her back while one of the men pounded away between her thighs, her jaws were stretched to their limits as she slurped on the the thick black tool in her mouth.
Cassie stood in the doorway and watched the whole session, only eventually realizing she had lifted her own nightie and was pleasuring herself. Eventually Amanda turned her attentions away for a moment and smiled at her roomie.
" You can join in if you like" Amanada smiled
She didnt, but stayed and witnessed the whole event. And this was just the begining. Often she would come and watch Amanada entertain other men in her room, and she was even tempted into stroking their "cocks" ( as they were called) and even being shown how to give head. She had even swallowed a couple times.
But she had never gone any further than that, wanting to save herself for own wedding night.
She met Freddy Hunter, and life was magical. A mature, distinguished wealthy man who literally whisked her off her feet. They met on a semester off of college in a tour of Europe and were married 6 months later.
But she was sadly dissapointed in bed. Amanada had already ruined Cassies vision of men. For you see, Amanada was a size queen and never slept with anyone with an endowment under 8 inches inlength , not to mention having to be thick. And Freddy was an average man in the endowmnet department, just under 6 inches. And sadly, his longest sessions were only an hour in length, making her long for the marathon sessions of her college days.
Not to mention his job, he was a jewel importer and spent weeks at a time in Europe and Africa and the far East. Leaving her alone far too many frustrated nights.
And so Cassies masturbated to herself, initially ashamed of the fantasies of one, two, or even 4 to 5 very hung men ravishing her for hours. It even got to the point where thoughts of massively endowed men were the only things that got her off.
One afternoon , Cassie and Amanda ( who had stayed friends after college) had a long lunch downtown during a shoe shopping session. And Amanda went onto to rave about the monster dick men she still shared her bed with. Yes, her husband knew, yes, he sometimes joined in, but preffered to watch.
Cassie was emberassed but excited by her friends thoughts. Eventually Amandasnuck out a business card and handed it to her friend. It was labelled " The Hung Jury; For the Discerning Lady". It had a website link and looked rather professional.
The weeks passed and she kept the card locked away..eventually she investigated the site and was shocked ( and thrilled) to discover its nature. It was composed of men who were all blessed by mother nature withmanhoods of considerable lengths and girths. Thjere was a chatroom, personal ads..not to mention the couples and women who wanted these fellows.
And lo and behold Amanada was a very popular member who eventually ferreted out Cassies id. Cassie eventually faced the truth, she came here for these well endowed men, but didnt want to be the one who crossed the line.
So Amanda did it for her.
Amanda set up drinks at a very discreet bar, often frequented by members, and even booked a nearby hotel room for her friend Cassie.
What Cassie didnt know was that Amanda had invited more than one fellow, and toild them to bring some friends. As far as Cassie knew, she was meeting one man for drinks , with a vague possibility of other things and that another man might be there to act as chaperone.
So there she was, sitting in a booth near the back of the bar known as "The Sanbox" across the street from the fateful hotel. She wore a light blue low cut backless dress and sat with a single red rose in fron of her as her sign to her "gentleman caller" She could almost feel the hotel suite key burning a hole in her purse. She was sipping on her third glass of red wine and waited for the gentleman to show up.
OOC
Cassie Hunter
age 28
light brown hair with blonde highlights, wavy, goes to the middle of her back
hazel eyes
a slim figure, with perky c cup breasts
tan skinned ( from lounging at her pool)
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So she was finally at this point..cheating.
Or at least in her mind she was.
For the past 8 years , Cassie Hunter was a faithful loyal obedient perfect vision of the loving housewife. She lived in a big house, had a pool, lived in the right neighborhood, had all the right friends. And still it wasnt enough.
She knew what she wanted, she wanted something bigger in her life. And she did mean BIGGER.
Cassie had been a virgin on her wedding night but that didnt mean she was any stranger to the act. Her best friend throughout college and roomate was incredibly bold and bisexual..neither of which Cassie ever was. She would often hear the marathon sessions pounding away in the next room while she herself masturbate furiously.
All that changed one night when she walked by her roomies door and found it ajar. Normally she would have looked away and gone back to her own room and diddled herself to the sounds next door. But she stopped, and her jaw dropped.
Inside was her best friend and roomate entertaining two of the biggest black men she had ever seen who were sporting truly massive endowments. Amanada ( her roomie) lay on her back while one of the men pounded away between her thighs, her jaws were stretched to their limits as she slurped on the the thick black tool in her mouth.
Cassie stood in the doorway and watched the whole session, only eventually realizing she had lifted her own nightie and was pleasuring herself. Eventually Amanda turned her attentions away for a moment and smiled at her roomie.
" You can join in if you like" Amanada smiled
She didnt, but stayed and witnessed the whole event. And this was just the begining. Often she would come and watch Amanada entertain other men in her room, and she was even tempted into stroking their "cocks" ( as they were called) and even being shown how to give head. She had even swallowed a couple times.
But she had never gone any further than that, wanting to save herself for own wedding night.
She met Freddy Hunter, and life was magical. A mature, distinguished wealthy man who literally whisked her off her feet. They met on a semester off of college in a tour of Europe and were married 6 months later.
But she was sadly dissapointed in bed. Amanada had already ruined Cassies vision of men. For you see, Amanada was a size queen and never slept with anyone with an endowment under 8 inches inlength , not to mention having to be thick. And Freddy was an average man in the endowmnet department, just under 6 inches. And sadly, his longest sessions were only an hour in length, making her long for the marathon sessions of her college days.
Not to mention his job, he was a jewel importer and spent weeks at a time in Europe and Africa and the far East. Leaving her alone far too many frustrated nights.
And so Cassies masturbated to herself, initially ashamed of the fantasies of one, two, or even 4 to 5 very hung men ravishing her for hours. It even got to the point where thoughts of massively endowed men were the only things that got her off.
One afternoon , Cassie and Amanda ( who had stayed friends after college) had a long lunch downtown during a shoe shopping session. And Amanda went onto to rave about the monster dick men she still shared her bed with. Yes, her husband knew, yes, he sometimes joined in, but preffered to watch.
Cassie was emberassed but excited by her friends thoughts. Eventually Amandasnuck out a business card and handed it to her friend. It was labelled " The Hung Jury; For the Discerning Lady". It had a website link and looked rather professional.
The weeks passed and she kept the card locked away..eventually she investigated the site and was shocked ( and thrilled) to discover its nature. It was composed of men who were all blessed by mother nature withmanhoods of considerable lengths and girths. Thjere was a chatroom, personal ads..not to mention the couples and women who wanted these fellows.
And lo and behold Amanada was a very popular member who eventually ferreted out Cassies id. Cassie eventually faced the truth, she came here for these well endowed men, but didnt want to be the one who crossed the line.
So Amanda did it for her.
Amanda set up drinks at a very discreet bar, often frequented by members, and even booked a nearby hotel room for her friend Cassie.
What Cassie didnt know was that Amanda had invited more than one fellow, and toild them to bring some friends. As far as Cassie knew, she was meeting one man for drinks , with a vague possibility of other things and that another man might be there to act as chaperone.
So there she was, sitting in a booth near the back of the bar known as "The Sanbox" across the street from the fateful hotel. She wore a light blue low cut backless dress and sat with a single red rose in fron of her as her sign to her "gentleman caller" She could almost feel the hotel suite key burning a hole in her purse. She was sipping on her third glass of red wine and waited for the gentleman to show up.
OOC
Cassie Hunter
age 28
light brown hair with blonde highlights, wavy, goes to the middle of her back
hazel eyes
a slim figure, with perky c cup breasts
tan skinned ( from lounging at her pool)
