[MF] The Try-Out [MF]

Long time, no smut! I hope everyone is having an enjoyable holiday season. This season of giving has gifted me with the time and energy to talk about the night that preceded my original story.

A quick reminder, I’m about 6 feet tall and was on the body track from athlete to dad bod. Blonde, blue eyes, nothing too special at this point. And a dicks-claimer (ha!), I am blessed with an above average cock. Per the reviews, I have good length but the real appeal is the girth. A had approached me at a bar and made a proposition: fuck her with her husband. A was about 5’4 and had curves in the right places, enough for someone to lose control while driving and end up in a ditch. Massive tits and an ass that was made to be pounded. Her brunette hair reached the aforementioned cock-pleasing ass and she had greenish hazel eyes that had already began fucking me at the bar.

However, before I could become a bull for the first time, I had to pass muster with A. The best test I had that year at school happened the next night as I threw on every girls favorite outfit consisting of thin gray sweatpants and a graphic t-shirt. A texted me telling me to walk down as she waited outside my dorm. Not knowing what I was getting into (literally, I was planning on entering some stranger’s car at night without telling any of my friends. This could have been a Criminal Minds episode instead of a wet dream scenario), I entered the brisk air and saw the chariot… a mini-van. A flashed her headlights at me and I quickened my pace to make sure I didn’t blow this chance, this one opportunity. What can I say, I have quite the sexual appetite and engineering school is not the best place to quench that hunger, especially not with my alma matter **being more than 70% male**. I got in and saw A’s eyes and KNEW I had made the right call conditionally accepting her offer.

“Is there a place a little more private?” A breathed in a way that took my own breath away. There was nothing less romantic or private than a shared dorm room, but the season and the hour left the parking lot near the football field vacant and inviting.

“I’ll direct you. Follow this road of the parking lot and take a left… *gasp*” I inhaled sharply as my gaze darted off the road and onto the wonderful feeling of A’s hand groping at my already excited manhood (again, 70% male school) while she navigated the twists and turns of my campus. A giggled as I lost most of my focus, but we arrived safely.

“Now, thickhubbyflirt30, don’t get me wrong. You’re cute. But cute only gets you this far. I can’t waste my time. So, before we get to the main event, I want to see how compatible we are. Any questions?” A asked with her eyebrows raised and her hand continuing to rub my swelling cock.

“Yeah, I understand. How can I make sure I…” I responded eagerly before she cut me off: “start by taking off your pants.” I lifted myself off the seat and hooked my pants and boxers, pulling them down in one swift motion. My cock, continuing its growing, popped out and landed with an audible thud on my stomach. Already leaking some precum, the single parking lot light revealed my dick to A. Her hand did not hesitate to return to manipulating my dick, this time no fabric inconveniencing her investigation.

“Well, damn. I didn’t know you *Alma Matter* boys could be this fun” A chided as her fingers wrapped around me, not fully closing around my now full mast cock. All nerves and anxiety had flown out the window when I saw those green eyes light up at the sight. “Now, just because you have a nice cock does not mean you are joining us. I don’t want to invite someone over for two pumps and an awkward goodbye.” Before I could respond, A ran her head over my thick cock head and got an ample amount of precum to lube me up for an incredibly nice and… aggressive hand job. I was in heaven, a beautiful married woman jerking me off as a prelude to sex the next night? Fuck, that was the dream I never knew I had. A’s other hand reached down to fondle my balls as she continued speaking: “Very good, thickhubbyflirt30.”

“Oh, I’m not a two pump chump, maybe closer to four or five,” I joked as she sped up slightly, a moan punctuating my sentence.

“This cock is definitely bigger than my husband’s…” A absentmindedly commented while staring at the cock she was pumping. Mind you, I was unaware of the cuckold culture but fuck, that almost ruined my “try-out” with how amazing that comment made me feel.

“Don’t tell him, but let’s extend this interview” was the last thing I heard before I felt my cock be enveloped into A’s mouth, her drool dripping down from where her mouth was able to reach on first attempt to take the shaft into her mouth. Her hand continued massaging my balls as she began to eagerly suck my cock. The energy had changed at this point. It had felt reserved, almost apathetic. Just trying to suss out if she would enjoy me. Now, it was lust and she was determined to get more than information. My cock was rock hard as she licked the length of it on her way to sucking the head. I reached over and grabbed at her tits through her shirt. She paused her investigation and pulled her shirt over her head and pushing her bra down for access but easy fix in case campus security came to check out the fogging car windows. These tits were amazing, heaving and swaying when she returned to sucking my cock. I traced my fingers along her skin and pinched her nipples. This elicited a moan and a vibration through my shaft, causing me to involuntarily lift off the passenger seat and going deeper than she intended me to go in her throat. She pulled up, coughing with a string of drool and precum connecting her lips to my cock.

“Ah, fuck it. I need you now. I’m going to fuck you tomorrow anyway… just don’t mention this to my husband?” A demanded as she pulled off her pants. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, so I still wonder to this day if this was her plan all along… She clambered out of the driver seat and had me push the passenger seat back. She climbed on top of me and kissed me greedily while she aligned my cock with her pussy. We both moaned simultaneously as she began to sink onto my swollen dick. Inch by inch, she took me deeper. No fucking yet, just seeing how far she could take me and how much I filled her. Before we knew it, my shaft had been engulfed fully by her hot snatch. God, it felt good. I will never forget that moment. Her eyes locked onto mine as she began to ride me. This is when I realized what I was to A: a tool for her pleasure. This sure as hell was not lovemaking, and I wouldn’t even call it sex. It was fucking. She wanted to get off and I was all for it. There was no hesitation between us as she began to bounce her ass up and down my length, the car beginning to shake and fogging the windows even further. Continuing the eye contact, she went faster and it was all I could do to grab her fantastic ass to make sure no inch was wasted.

“Fuck, you are so thick and big. Hubby does not have this kind of reach” A moaned in my ear while she continued her lustful mission. I spanked her ass to indicate I was good to go faster as well as to let her know how much I enjoyed her comment. All words had left me at this point. I was completely at the mercy of this woman, I could only think of two things: do not cum until she cums and hold on for dear life. This fucking was so primal, the way her ass bounced up and down. I could feel her juices leaking down my cock and balls, some ending up on my thighs and the rest puddling on the seat below me. She leaned back and let her tits bounce wildly in reaction to her fucking the hell out of me. I reluctantly removed one hand from her ass to grab at her tit, but I definitely did not regret it as I pulled it to my mouth and played with her nipple. I felt like she got no foreplay, but based on how she reacted I was sure this was one of her favorite spots. She twitched as I playfully flicked her nipple with my tongue and lightly bit down.

“That’s it. This cock will do. I’m going to fucking cum!” A bit my collarbone area to stifle the moan as I felt her pussy grow tighter and start to spasm, driving me closer to the edge with each tremor and quiver she shook with while her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. She slowed her pace and pushed herself back with her hand on my chest. After she came back down, she began to grind into me.

“Okay. Now, finish so I can clean up a bit and fuck my husband before he leaves for work.”

I grabbed her ass and began to meet her gyrations with deep thrusts of my own. With her cumming and her decree, I let go of any reservations and was now channeling all of my lust into her. She was my toy now. I had no problem reaching the crescendo, the feeling of anticipation before the pure euphoric bless of orgasm.

“Where do you want me to cum?”

“Cum inside me. Fill me up like you will tomorrow.”

In a twist I’m sure you did not see coming dear reader, that was the final nail in the coffin. I truly think I emptied my balls completely when I shot rope after rope rope of cum into her. My cock had already filled her completely, so each shot pushed me out of her tight pussy. We moaned simultaneously as she quivered with a smaller orgasm. Spent, she lifted off of me, readjusted her bra and put back on her sweatpants and shirt. I realized I never even took my shirt off.

“Pull up your pants and navigate me back to your dorm. Like I said, I need to get home or tomorrow isn’t going to happen at all.”

“Take a right up here. Did I officially pass muster?” I needed to hear her say it. The true cherry on top of this amazing encounter.

“Yes, thickhubbyflirt30, you have been ‘accepted.’ Please do not mention the fucking part to hubby, the meet-up is supposed to be very tame.”

I nodded happily, already getting excited for the following night’s adventure.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zu8o74/mf_the_tryout_mf