My spouse and I have been together for over 10 years and had our first child at a very young age. We are well-established professionals who like to enjoy activities such as trying new restaurants, going to shows etc. In spite of her past pregnancy she was still able to maintain her beautiful face, but has gained in breast size; 34 DD firm and big. She also gained a great bubble and her gained weight had all accumulated in those areas.

I got to admit her Native American ancestry really made her look beautiful, and her white creamy complexion was just sex.

I for myself had remained fairly unchanged, athletic shaped but not muscular, with a 6 inch average uncut cock. The description I gave myself was an average Joe, but my naïve wife disagreed and told me I was the entire world.

She grew up in a catholic environment and her first sexual experience was with me and only me. However, she did mention that her dad owned a wood industry and her dad had lots of lumberjack employees. One time, when she was drunk, she told me that these men would swim near the lake during their breaks. She mentioned that she saw something scary one time during those swimming sessions. Indeed, these men had huge bulges, and they were all really muscular and rough looking. This thought always haunted my nights, but with that aside we went on with our perfect life.

For the past two years we had fallen in love with camping, and we have visited lots of places like Massachusetts, Ontario, and so forth. We really liked this new hobby of ours. So, a week before we decided to head for our camping trip to the US, we decided that it would be a good opportunity for us to rekindle our love, since we had gone through some period of sexless love life. So we decided to leave our teenager back home with her grandparents and decided to leave as a couple. I must admit that this idea was great and couldn't wait to discover new countries in the US with my beautiful wife.

My wife packed her usual " 70s' old-style" bikinis, but at least she brought the sexy underwear, and nice short sundresses, which she knew got me horny. We "hit" the highway early in the morning and headed to the Canadian-American border, once passed the border we enjoyed our trip. Eventually, we were searching for a camping spot. We found one near cape-cod that was kind of nice and offered lots of amenities such as electrical power outlets, parking, showers, fishing area, and privacy, which was a must for my wife. Mostly because she is usually a pretty reserved person.

We set up camp and the closest neighbours were about 100 feet from us. We had supper and took a walk around the big campsite. I don't know why but as we were walking the wooded area I noticed that a rough white, muscular, hairy chested, men in tight shorts was looking at my wife intensely. At this point my wife was wearing short below the ass cheeks purple strapless sundress. Needless to say, I found my wife hot in this particular dress because her tits showed their full 34 DD definition, and she would usually wear her sexy silk panties.

We finally ended up walking in an open area and could see a small private lake where we families were swimming. Since it was a hot and humid day my wife decided to put on her un-sexy bikini to take a dip. However, I decided to go buy some coffee at a small store located a few hundred feet from us. She wanted me to swim with her, but sadly I told her that my swimsuit was at camp. She look disappointed but went ahead to take dip with a beach ball. However, as I was enjoying my coffee from afar I noticed somebody approaching my wife.

It was the same muscular woodsman I saw earlier, and he was walking in the swimming area with nothing but a tight white spandex short swimsuit, and he was getting ready to swim with my wife. He took a careful look at my wife and looked around to see if I was around and went into the water and was near my wife. Now this was a public lake, but my wife and I chose an area away from the families. I noticed my wife surprised when he approached towards her, but continued to play with her beach ball

The muscular woodsman would get out from the water then would go back in. I believe he did this purposely to show my wife his bulge. I noticed my wife peeking at him when he did this, and I could only imagine what she was looking at. Eventually, the man asked my wife to make a pass for him, which she did and they ended up playing together a mini volleyball tournament.

They looked like they were having a lot of fun, so much so that at one point they were roughing the ball from each other. My wife was facing away from him and he was on her back trying to grab the ball, and suddenly my wife "froze." I think I knew exactly what was happening. The woodsman's huge bulge was probably touching her buttocks. She immediately got out the water and headed towards our campsite. I hurried to go around and get there before she did. When she got there she looked worried and somewhat frightened, which is a look I am used to seeing.

Me: "What's the matter?"

My wife: "Nothing," in a hesitant tone.

Me: "Did anything happen? Why do you look so worried Isabelle?"

Now you have to understand that she's not the kind of person who hides her emotions nor is she capable of lying to me.

Wife: "Well I was out there swimming waiting for you and this handsome men swam beside me."

Me: "Okay, well is that why you look so worried?" I responded

Wife: "No."

Me: "Well then what's the problem Isabelle?"

Wife: "Well...we were playing beach volley ball and he accidently pressed his thing onto my buttocks, " In a worried tone.

Me: "Really?"

Wife: "Are you mad Dan?"

Me: "No Isabelle I am not mad. You mentioned it was an accident."

Wife: "Ouf! I am really trembling right now Dan I don't understand what's happening to me."
Me: "It must be your emotions honey I mean I am the only guy you've ever been with and having this man press his bulge against you was new experience for you."

Wife: "You're right Dan, I must get a hold of myself and forget that incident."

The conversation ended there and we proceeded to set up our campfire. We were eating marshmallows and drinking beer when we heard a noise coming from our trail. Out came a tall man.

Woodsman: "Hello there and excuse me to bother you" The rough voice said.

Me: "Why hello there. Can we help you?" I said.

Woodsman: "My name is Mr. O'Connor and I would like to bring back what I believe belongs to you?"

Me: "Okay? What is it?" I said puzzled.

Woodsman: "I believe this belong to you, " he said as he headed towards my wife who was sitting near the campfire. He handed him her sundress and bra.

Wife: "Oh? Thank you. Yes this belongs to me," my wife said nervously as she stared at him.

Mr. O'Connor was wearing a tight beige khaki short, construction boots, a white skin-tight tank top. I must admit his attire and body structure got me jealous because it displayed his musculature and accentuated his hairy woodsmen type stature, and his trimmed brown beard. In other words, he was everything I wasn't and it pissed me off. But what worried me was the bulge on this man. I mean my wife has never seen another man's penis before, nor has she even seen porn. Luckily it was dark and probably couldn't see it. To thank him we offered him to have a sit and enjoy some beers with us. He agreed and sat down, and began to chat.

Woodsman: "So, how long have you two been here?" said as he was sitting around the campfire right across from my wife.

Me: "We've been here since this afternoon,"

Woodsman: "That's great, and how do you like this place so far?"

Me: "Well. My wife and I are here to enjoy some alone time without our teenager. To rekindle our passion."

Woodsman: "Wow! I admire a couple that wants to enjoy their time and keep that love going," he said as he was repositioning his cock discretely.

Woodsman: "So how long have you been together you and your wife?"

Wife: "Over 10 years of beautiful life," she said proudly.

The way that the fire was burning now directed most of the light towards this man and we could clearly see him reposition his cock every 30 seconds or so. I describe this bulge to be a good-sized cucumber (6 inches or so) by now and his balls were just huge. But what worried me the most was the fact that my wife was downing beer after beer. She was also exposed to this monstrous bulge repositioning for about an hour now.

Eventually, me wife admitted that she grew up in the countryside and really liked the outdoors. He told him that his family had wood processing company. With the said Mr. O'Connor offered to take us for a fishing trip tomorrow and both agreed. We continued our conversation and then it got pretty humid and then, out of nowhere, Mr. O'Connor stood up and took off his tank top. My wife's eyes opened wide as she admired his chiselled hairy and muscular body, but what really got her attention was the huge bulge that looked like it was about to burst through his tight shorts. I tried to distract my wife by offering to pee.

Me:"Well I need to pee,"

Wife: "Wait I'll come with you,"

As I was peeing my wife did the same and lifted her ass cheek high black sundress up, and I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties. She kept looking at my cock and eventually asked how big my penis was. I told her it was about 6 inches. With that said she paused and asked if all penises were 6 inches. I told her that there were different sizes, but most men were about that size. My worst fears were awakened and I had to diffuse the situation, but just as I was going to say something Mr. O'Connor came from behind.

Woodsman: "Hey wait for me I need to pee to."

Without any hesitation he pulled his khakis and jockstrap to his knees and his big bulge sprang up and dangled between his legs. At this point my wife and me were too drunk to try and stop him. My wife was squatted on his right, about two feet from him. Needless to say that my 2-inch soft penis was no match to his estimated 6 inch, uncut, soft, and thick bull cock. While we peed I couldn't help notice my wife starring at his cock, and I think she was just amazed by the length and thickness of his manhood. She was also looking at his huge balls I think. Then I realized that my wife's left strap had slipped down and this exposed her entire right 34 DD breast. I then saw my wife's jaw open, and turned my attention to this woodsman's manhood and saw it begin to erect, and his foreskin began to pull back to reveal his big glistening "mushroom" nob. So, I tried to diffuse the situation.

Me: "Honey can you go prepare our bed!"

Wife: "Sure honey!" She got up to walk away with her tit still exposed.

As she walked away Mr. O'Connor admired the swinging motion of her bubble butt, and got one last glimpse of her generous tit. He then squeezed his big cock, and out came his pre-cum. Then he turned around to me.

Woodsman: "So sorry I bothered you two. I will go ahead to my campsite and see you tomorrow,"

Me: "Sure thing man," I sighed with relief.

When I entered the tent my wife was on the air mattress with nothing but her naked body. A nice chubby (not fat) white creamy, big breasted, bubble butt, and shaven pussy wife of mine. Then I heard a noise. I zipped the tent closed from the outside to see what it was.

Me: "Who's that?" I yelled.

Woodsman: "It's me Mr. O'Connor. I got robbed at the campsite and have no place to stay tonight"

Me: "Robbed?"

Woodsman: "Yeah, and now I don't have anything to sleep in for tonight. Can you guys help me out by providing me with some blankets and pillows?"

Me: "Well sure, but we should go check it out first to make sure they aren't back I told him"

Woodsman: "Well okay,"

We went back to his campsite security, and talked to the security. Then while I was scavenging for clues he mentioned the he really needed to piss. Eventually, I noticed he was gone for way too long and went to search for him in the public bathroom, and that's when I saw him leave the area in question. From 500 metres I saw him heading towards my campsite. That's when I realized that I left my wife naked in the tent.

I arrived too late, Mr. O'Connor was at the entrance of our tent with his jaw open and his right-hand placed around his cock. He already had hid cock out and was rubbing it. I don't know what got into me, but I didn't say anything. My wife was too drunk to realize what was happening to her innocent body, as she was the instrument of masturbation. What amazed me was the size of this man, he must have been at least 9 ½ inches and 5 inches thick, if not more. He just stood there for a solid 5 minutes jacking off to my wife's poor vulnerable body, when he slowly went inside. I jumped to get a better view, and saw him kneeling down at about 9 inches from my wife's body. He jerked his monstrous cock right beside her and even pinched her nipples, and my wife reacted and he jumped and ran out. The next morning we all met at our designated area for departure for the fishing trip.

Once we were done fishing we made supper in our new friend's cabin. He then proceeded to start a big campfire, and placed a couple of low beach chairs around the campfire. As we were drinking our beers my wife asked if he was married, but said he wasn't because he had been unfaithful. My wife seemed disappointed and asked why he did it. She was probably drunk because she usually does not ask such bold questions. Mr. O'Connor said that he admired our monogamous couple, but mentioned he was unable to do the same because he couldn't control his sexual urges. My wife seemed baffled and what he meant.

Woodsman: "Well you see Isabelle I have strong urges and women I end up with really like my sexual gifts. Not to mention that I have a fetish about married women."

My wife seemed very uncomfortable, but the beer pushed her too kept asking daring questions that she normally would not ask.

Wife: "What do you mean by gifts?

Woodsman: "Well...I have huge genitals my beautiful lady," with a smirk.

My wife blushed, and quickly redirected her attention back to his huge bulge. This cocky guy knew this and he purposefully got his bulge to move. She just kept starring at it for a while as he proudly slid his hand along his bulge. Then the muscular hunk looked at her.

Woodsman: "Would you like to see?

We both look hesitant and seeing this he said this was only for the sake of argument. My wife looked at me with fearful eyes. Then I told him that is was okay, but only for the sake of argument and nothing more. My wife nodded in agreement nervously.

Mr. O'Connor got back onto his low summer chair and undid his button and zipper, and took his shorts and tank top off. The only thing remaining was his white jockstrap, which was holding a bulge on the verge of exploding. With a swift move he slid the front of his strap aside to reveal what looked like a 7-inch soft, but uncut and huge cock. My wife gasped and made a loud gulping sound resonating into the silence. Sitting no less than 3 foot from my wife he lay back and grabbed his shaft proudly.

My wife was wearing her yellow sundress that, I now realized with fear, was just below her butt cheeks, and while sitting on the low chair she carefully kept her legs closed to avoid showing her innocent pussy. I couldn't help but think that this would forever change my wife's perception about the world, and how her innocence would be tainted and stained with thoughts of men with big cocks. Then out of nowhere the woodsman looked at her.

Woodsman: "You know that you're a hot wife Isabelle? Probably the sexiest wife I've seen in years. You have every right to be pleased and be shown lots of cocks for your own pleasure," he said.

Without waiting for us to get ready he began jacking off, and all his focus was on my wife. The way he lay on the chair got his knees dangerously close to touching my wife's knees, about 3 feet. Eventually, after a few minutes his cock size reached it's full size, about 3 beer cans or 10-inches from what I could estimate. This penis was just imposing; it was thick, veiny, long, with a shiny bulb, and the whole thing surrounded by pubic hair, and only 3 feet from my wife. As we were staring at this freak of nature I haven't noticed that his jerking caused the chair to move a foot from my wife. Now we could smell his manly musk odour, and my wife was now all flushed by now. She kept squeezing her thighs for some reason. Without her noticing, he somehow got my wife's knees and thighs inside the perimeter of his open muscular and hairy legs. My wife was about a foot from his bull cock by now.

Wife: "Mr. O'Connor you have an amazing penis," She said with amazement.

Woodsman: "Why thank you beautiful bride. You should call it cock though."

Wife: "Well, you have a beautiful cock Mr. O'Connor."

With that said he stopped and slowly pulled his foreskin in a downward motion to reveal the biggest "mushroom" head ever, and my wife, due to her drunken state, accidently placed her hands on the stranger's thighs. She began to rub the thighs without realizing that she was touching him and with every lean forward she would be at 6-inches from his bull cock. Mr. O'Connor saw and felt this and began to moan, and at one-point a good amount of pre-cum oozed out. Seeing this my wife moaned with her eyes closed.

It was already dark and there was no way we would make it to our campsite by now, but that didn't bother me any more. I mean this erotic moment really made time seem obsolete. Eventually, my wife regained sanity and realized that she was touching him, and immediately pulled her hands away and ran towards the cabin. I quickly got up and ran after her. The woodsman quickly got up to follow us into the cabin with his cock dangling between his muscular legs. I got into the room and saw her sobbing and asked what was wrong. She said she felt like a slut and an unfaithful wife for letting herself "soak" into the moment, and touching the stranger's thighs and getting so close to his penis.

Me: "Honey it's okay. We both agree to do this and we had a lot to drink. Plus, this man is very nice to us, and the fact that you have never seen another man's penis before factored into the equation, right?"

Wife: " I guess you're right, but honey I feel so bad and I would like to go back to our campsite."

Me: "But we can't go home now babe our campsite is about an hour from here. I think we have no choice but to stay here tonight. We should probably ask Mr. O'Connor to let us stay in his cabin for the night."

Wife: " I don't know honey,"

Me: "Come on honey we don't know how dangerous these woods can be at night, and besides Mr. O'Connor is very respectful and only wants to provide us with sexual teachings for our future lives at wife and husband."

Then I opened the door to ask Mr. O'Connor if we could stay for the night, and as I opened the bedroom door there he was. He was standing proud on the doorway with only his white jock strap on, and his bulge off course. My description of this man was 6 foot 3 inches, muscular and ripped, hairy, bearded but trimmed, basically resembling that actor who casted wolverine in those fantastic movies, minus the blades on his hands. I couldn't help but notice that his jockstrap was on the verge of overflowing with his cock and balls. I also noticed my wife fixating him and blushing while she was wiping her tears. This man wasn't only having an effect on my wife, but curiously I was aroused by his manly stature, his virility and rough demeanour. His bad boy look was just contagious and his sweat really got his body emanating his manly smell, and gave his body a sexy shine to it.

Woodsman" "What's wrong?"

Me: "My wife felt that what happened later around the campfire was inappropriate, and kind of felt bad about it. She feels like she cheated on me."
Woodsman: "I am sorry you feel that way my beautiful Isabelle. I didn't mean to shake your marriage. I just felt that I needed to give you two the wedding gift of sexual education. The kind of education that would make your marriage strong and intense." He said with a serious look.

Without my wife responded I stepped in.

Me: "We were wondering if we could stay her for the night since it's already dark outside."

He agreed, but quickly went to stand in front of her, with his bulge level to her face, and lay his hand on her right shoulder.

Woodsman: "I am really sorry for scaring you Isabelle. I didn't mean to cause any trouble, but I was just caught up in the moment and the beer clouded my judgement."

Before letting my wife could say anything. He lifted her chin with the same hand he used to jerk off.

Woodsman: "Is this your first time seeing another man naked?"

Wife: "Yes."

Woodsman: "Well I admire your sincerity Isabelle, but a woman like you should be allowed to see all the cocks she wants. She should also be allowed to do whatever with them. Sorry if I am to bold but this is my opinion"

After this intense moment he lowered her eyes on his huge bulge.

Woodsman: "Is this the biggest you've seen?"

This kind of got me uncomfortable and wanted to say something but my once shy innocent wife spoke.

Wife: I've never seen another man naked before, and this penis of yours is just astounding. I' am just speechless and feel strange sensations that I've never felt before."

Woodsman: "This is a normal reaction Isabelle, but you have to understand that a beautiful woman like you has the right to look at men without cheating. Plus, as long as it does not go into you unwillingly then it's not cheating"

Wife: "Thanks. I just don't understand how a cock like yours can get inside a woman without hurting her. I mean my husband already does wonders to me."

Woodsman: "Well I got to admit not a lot of women are able to welcome by cock inside their wombs, but they are able to give me good hand jobs or blowjobs. However, I've had some women able to take all of it and great get orgasms," He said with a grin.

With that said we all proceeded back to the campfire to relax with some beers. We sat around the fire chatting, and we were all in our shorts except for my wife who has kept her short sundress on, without her bra or panties, but this woodsman didn't know this or I sure hope he didn't.

Woodsman: "Well I guess I have to say that you're a beautiful woman Isabelle and that dress really accentuates your gifts."

Wife: "Gifts?" My wife responded.

O'Connor looked at me with a serious face. Almost like a jealous face.

Woodsman: "Well I mean you have a beautiful body figure, and forgive my crudeness but with your motherly attributes like your breasts, buttocks, and nice plumpness really make your look like a goddess."

My wife was flushing red. She then noticed that we were short of beer and got up to get some more. He then turned his attention to me.

Woodsman: "I hope I didn't offend you man?"

Me: "Ummm no. I agree my wife is a beautiful woman who luckily chose me for husband."

He looked at me with jealousy and with an expression on his face that said I didn't deserve her. That he should fuck her.

Then our attention was disturbed when my wife accidently slipped and fell on the belvedere near the shore on her hands and knees. Her skirt somehow tipped over her buttocks to reveal her 40-inch butt and 29-inch waste line. We were both in aw when we saw this creamy coloured bubble butt, and campfire light made the view incredible, and the fact that she was only 20 feet from us. We could see the onion booty shape and her shaved pussy. What a view I thought to myself, and man I'm I lucky to have such a sexy and beautiful wife. When suddenly I saw Mr. O'Connor running towards my wife to help her up, but the way he did it was questionable. Indeed, he immediately got on his knees behind her as if he was going to bang her "doggy style" as some of my friends would say As he was doing this I could see that his huge bulge slipped between my wife's ass crack, and she jumped a little when she felt this, but she remained still and continued trying to grab the beer, which were under a bush about 3 feet below.

Woodsman: "Sorry Isabelle I just thought you needed some help with that and I didn't want you ruining that dress of yours."

Wife: "Oh? Thank you for the help I guess, "

My wife was too drunk to respond appropriately and she just turned her head back on the water, and focused on reaching the beer pack. Meanwhile this cocky guy took the liberty to apply some pressure into my wife's crack, with his humungous bulge, and caused her cheeks to spread outwards. Now the only thing separating his dick from my wife's pussy was his jockstrap. This got me pissed off. Especially when I could clearly make out a part of his jockstrap was damped.

Me: "Hey can I have that beer now?" I said with nervousness and anger.

They both got up and walked back to the campfire.

Wife: "Sorry honey but these beers are hard to reach and I probably need to get into something more comfortable since my dress got wet. We need to get back to the camp to get my bikini."

Me: "Honey I told you we can't go home it's too dark out there."

Woodman eagerly answered, "Yeah Isabelle. We can't go and hike back at this time of the night it might be too dangerous. If you want I can get you a bikini that one of my ex's."

Wife still tipsy, "Well let's see it."

Woodsman: "But I have to warn you that it's a little revealing and might be too much for your prude views."

Wife: "Prude? I am not prude I' am just a woman who respects herself and her vows."

Woodman: "I know you are Isabelle, but I just want to warn you before getting the bikini."

My wife admired his honesty and readily accepted his offer, but first looked at me for approval. I nodded and off went this muscular man in a hurry. O'Connor went inside to and came back telling her that he left it in the room for her to try on. He made sure to give her another beer as she walked by. He was standing in the doorway when she walked pass him, and she accidently touched his bulge as she did. I don't know if it was the beer that made her do this or if it was just her clumsiness. As we were waiting, this man kept standing at the doorway watching her as she swayed her way to the bedroom. With one hand holding his crotch and the other drinking his beer. He then came to sit right across from me around the campfire.

My wife came back 5 minutes later with a beer on the hand. The woodsman and me just stopped talking and our eyes almost popped out. Indeed my wife came out wearing the most revealing bikini that left little to the imagination about her private parts. It was a 2-piece white triangle, almost transparent; bikini set that barely covered her nipples and married pussy. The only fabric covering her was the 2-inch triangles over her nipples and pussy, and this was a thong for all sakes. She has never worn a thong nor accepted my requests, and yet here she was almost naked in front of this stranger. Needless to say, this asshole was rubbing his huge bulge not paying attention to me, and my wife was just drinking her beer. I mean I didn't blame him because my wife's 34 DD breast were just amazing and that thong really brought out her huge bubble butt.

Wife: "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm I ugly?"

Woodsman: "No! No! It's just that you wear this piece better than all my ex's."

Wife: "Really?" as she burped.

Woodman: "Yeah Isabelle. You're really beautiful."

Me: "I agree honey you do look amazing in this body, but aren't you cold. Do you want to wear something."

Woodsman: "Stop it man! It's too humid for her, and she will feel better in this. Right Isabelle?"

Wife: "It does feel better, but I am concerned about showing off too much to a stranger."

As I was going to say something to agree, Mr. O'Connor interrupted.

Woodsman: "Come on you two. Aren't we friends here? I've seen lots of nude women and this is just another one." He said confidently.

Me: "Uh..."

Woodsman: "Come on you two it's not as if I was going to sleep with your wife or try to break-up your marriage. I am a catholic for sakes."

With that said my wife felt a little at ease and more confident with her stripper like attire.

Wife: "Fine then. Can I have another beer?"

Me: "Haven't you had enough already Isabelle? I mean you already had 8..."

Woodsman: "Come on man let her enjoy her time on your vacation. She's just discovering herself and having a good time."

Me: "Well I guess another won't hurt," I said with worry.

Mr. O'Connor got up to hand her a beer and escort her to her low chair, while holding her lower back with his muscular hand. Eventually, things got back to normal and my wife felt a little relaxed and even tipsier. I to was comforted with the beer and seeing her happy and laughing. Then, out of nowhere, during our conversation the woodsman changed the subject.

Woodsman: "Isabelle, I noticed you commented on the size of my cock later on. What's that all about?"

My wife hesitated at first and then after taking a sip of her beer.

Wife: " Well. As you know I've never been with another man other than my husband, nor have I ever seen another man nude before, I did some posters of nude man once at a truck stop. And your things was very similar to yours and they had your body."

Woodsman: "Wow! I can imagine that this was pretty scary and intense for you?"

Me: "Wow honey. I am sorry that this happened to you...I"

Woodman: "I guess it go you curiosity going right?" He said interrupting.

He kind of pissed me off, but I was too busy admiring my wife who was sitting about 2 feet on my right, and with 6 feet from Mr. O'Connor the woodsman. Then this cocky man got even bolder.

Woodsman: "I am sorry to bother you about this Isabelle, but have you ever seen other man naked? I can't believe a beautiful sexy woman like hasn't seen more."

He went on this tell him about his father's wood processing company, and how he hired many lumberjacks. She mentioned that she would often help out by bringing them their pay at work. She would often drive to the place of work and would often observe these men working under the hot sun. They would most often take off their shirts, while working.

Woodsman: "I am curious Isabelle. What did these men look like?"

Wife: " Well they were very muscular and sweaty, and their rough demeanour really made them manly. They would also swim in the lake during their breaks. "

Woodsman: " How did they swim without any swimsuits Isabelle?"

Wife: "Well...they would just swim with their underwear on." She said looking at me.

Woodsman: "That's interesting, but how did you feel about this Isabelle?"

Wife: " Well...I was uncomfortable because when they would get off shore I could see sausage like bumps on their underwear."

Woodsman: "That's interesting Isabelle. Did you see more than this?"

Wife hesitantly: "Well...Yes...some under wears show their...you know."

As my wife said this Mr. O'Connor's bulge started twitching and growing, but my wife was too busy talking to see. Then he repositioned his cock for some reason, but as he did this a piece of his cock head peeked out. Then my wife stopped talking when she finally saw this, and the woodsman looked down and back up to my wife.

Woodsman: "I am sorry Isabelle."

He tucked it back in and looked back at my wife.

Woodsman: "My jockstrap can't hold my junk in place it seems. But please do tell me about these men. You said you could see their things?"

Wife: "Uh...Yes I could see their penises through their underwear."

Woodsman: "How did you feel?"

Wife: "I thought these man were animals, but since their body structures strangely resembled that of my father's I tolerated it. Eventually, as the days went by I got used to it, but my feelings got weirder."

Woodsman: "How do you mean?"

Wife: "I don't know if I should share this to you."

Woodsman: " Come on Isabelle, I'm sure your husband doesn't mind."

Me: "Actually, this is a bit too much for me." I said with a nervous smile.

Woodsman: "Come on man be a good sport and let her tell us."

Wife: "I' am sorry hubby about sharing too much. I will stop."

Woodsman: "I understand," with a disappointed look on his face.

As we continued our conversation I felt like taking a leak and asked my wife to accompany me, but she declined. Stating that she didn't need to. So, off I went to the cabin, and left them alone for a good 5 minutes.

Woodsman: "Well my beautiful Isabelle. I guess we could continue our conversation without your husband feeling uncomfortable about this. I mean out of respect for him it would be better if we talked about this together. I mean I am just a stranger and nobody will ever know about this."

Wife: "I guess so. Well where did I leave off?"

Woodsman: "You mentioned something about weird feelings."

Wife: "Oh yeah! I just felt this sensation of my body warming up."

Woodsman: "That's a natural feeling Isabelle, it happens to all women when they see something they like. That's a gift from the good lord and it's natural. Talking about is okay to because it's not cheating. So describe this sensation."

Wife: "Well my below was moist for a reason. I didn't know why."

Woodsman: "This is another one of the good lords gifts Isabelle. This prepares a woman for intercourse, and it has nothing to do with being unfaithful."

Wife: "I guess," nervously

Woodsman: "How big is your husband Isabelle if you don't mind me for asking. It's only for biological reasons."

In hesitant tone my wife said, "He always said it was a proud 6-inches."

Woodsman: "Well that's commendable, but aren't you curious if there exists bigger ones out there?"

Wife: "No! My husband satisfies me just good."

I came back and they both stopped their conversation, and out of nowhere this muscular man in a jockstrap said something troubling.


Woodsman: "Your wife told me about your cock size, and I was wondering if we could measure our cocks just for her sake. It would put an end to her questions about cock size. Do you agree?"

Me: "Well I don't know about this."

Wife: "I agree and we shouldn't go there?"

Woodsman: "You know guys I am trying do this for you own sake. From my experience once a wife has seen other naked men it helps in a relationship. And it can only help you two in the future and make your marriage stronger."

My wife and I looked at each other and kind of thought that his reasoning was logical and honest. Then I asked to know more about this measuring thing.

Me: "How can we measure our cocks?"

Woodsman: "Don't worry I have a measuring tape over at the cabin"

Me: "I mean it would be nice to show that our cocks can be pretty similar."

Woodsman: "That's my argument and this can also stimulate your sex life later on. Believe me from experience these situations really strengthen a marriage, and a hard working husband like you deserves it. This new thing will teach you guys to express your fantasies in a whole other level."

Me: "I guess, but I don't want my wife to break her vows."

Woodsman: "Don't worry. I am catholic and totally respect marriage."

Me: "What do you think honey?"

Wife: "Well I guess it's okay if we don't break our vows, and it's only for the sake of argument and nothing more."

Woodsman: "Alright then it's settled. I'll be right back with the measuring tape."

He went inside and came back wearing his brown construction tool belt, and still only with his white jockstrap on. I must admit this guy was catching my wife's attention as she had always fancied rough looking guys due to her childhood.

Woodsman: " Well Isabelle before we proceed are you sure you haven't seen other men nude before?"

Wife: "Yes, but I have seen nude men in magazines before."

This stunned me and directed my eyes back on my wife.

Wife: "You know when we stopped at that bathroom stall once honey? Well the women's bathroom was out of order, so I went in the men's bathroom. While I was peeing I noticed a lot of hard writings on the walls about sex, and even observed magazine cut outs of couples having sex. Well, in these pictures men had enormous things hanging between their legs, and I thought this was fake, but those pictures were engraved in my mind."

This revelation really got me mad, but at the same time I felt a jolt of excitement in my pants. My tip was tingly and felt really nice. Eventually, we were out of beer and my wife demanded to have a beer before we went ahead with this idea, which she still remained fearful off. So, Mr. O'Connor told her that she needed to get there because her hands were small enough to reach the six-pack under the belvedere. She went towards the belvedere and Mr. O'Connor got up.

Woodsman: "Do you mind if I help your wife Dan? I mean she's a bit tipsy and I wouldn't want her to hurt herself."

Me: "Off course," with a tipsy voice.

Woodsman: "Can you get on you hands and knees Isabelle? This way I can hold you from your waste and fall off the belvedere." He said confidently.

Wife: "Oh okay!"

As my wife bend over this prick took a step back to take a good look at my wife's bubble butt and big tits dangling down, and she didn't know this was happening. He told my wife to wait and went to put more wood into the fire, and we could now see my wife in all her glory at about 20 foot from us, because of this firelight. He didn't even pay attention at me as he rubbed his bulge. Then he went to kneel down behind her and asked her to reach for the beers, which were about 2 feet down from the belvedere. She couldn't reach them so he told her that he needed to hold her closer to avoid a fall, and with this said he guided his huge bulge between her ass cheeks. I knew his bulge touched her mound, and the only thing separating them was my wife's thin 2-inch triangle fabric. Once she reached them they came back to the campfire, and I noticed my wife's crotch was moist and she was sweating, and Mr. O'Connor's jock strap was damped. My wife drank her beer and the whisky shots she was offered. Then Mr. O'Connor talked to us.

Woodsman: "So I guess we can begin this measurement thing."

With that said Mr. O'Connor got up and slid his jockstrap down, as he bend over about 3 feet from her, and as he got back up we both gasped. His genitals were huge, veiny, uncut, and had the biggest nuts I've ever seen. My wife just looked surprised. He just stood there in front of my wife, and looked at me with a cocky smile. At this point my low chair was about 6 feet from my wife's and their chairs were face-to-face and she was only 3 feet from his monstrous cock. Somebody had moved the chairs around or maybe it was the fact that I was pretty wasted by now. He got back onto his low chair and started stroking his cock again like last time, but time wearing no jockstrap but only a tool belt.

Woodsman: "I am sorry Isabelle, but I need to do this in front of you in order to get it hard and reach it's full size. Dan you should do the same thing to make your wife feel at ease."

I took it out my already erect cock, but this thing dwarfed my dick. I saw my wife whisper something but couldn't make it out.

Wife: "They're real."

She told my wife to grab the measuring tape from his tool belt and measure my cock. She took the tape and approached me then she measured it. We could read 5,9 inches. She smiled at me, but she tried to make me feel less of a loser by grabbing it with her right hand.

Woodsman: "Oh yeah that's good you two. That's really helping me get my cock hard,"

To this my wife bend-over and had her ass facing our friend, who had taken the liberty to advance his chair about 3 feet from her ample bubble butt. He jacked furiously as my wife paraded her cheeks in front of him and I was just surprised by my wife's behaviour. Then out of nowhere.
Woodsman: "Turn around Isabelle."

She turned around and gasped. Indeed, we both saw this man was just gigantic. His cock was huge compared to mine, and the definitions on it were just incredible, which got me worried.

Woodsman: "Now you can measure it," he told her.

The way this man was positioned my wife had to get on her knees to do so. She then measured his cock.

Wife: "10-inches! This is just inhuman. And it's so thick and veiny."

Woodman: "Glad you like it Isabelle. Do you realize that this is the closest I've had a woman stare at my cock for while? It feels so good and my balls kind of hurt now."

Wife: "What do you mean your balls hurt?" my wife said while placing her hands on his knees.

Woodsman: "Well I don't masturbate a lot, and I've accumulated a lot of sperm in there I guess."

Isabelle couldn't understand why deep inside she felt so bad for him. It must be her catholic roots she thought, and how she was raised to help the needy. But then again this is wrong and wouldn't be right. She's married god sakes she thought to herself.

Woodsman: "Man what I would give to get at least a hand job right now. It would real feel nice and relieve my blue balls."

Wife: "Poo thing."

Woodsman: "How about I jerk off with you watching me Isabelle? At least I'll have a woman's presence and make it feel real. Are you okay with that?"

Wife: "Well I don't know if that's appropriate," she said looking at her husband.

Then Dan kind of felt sorry for the man and knows what he's going through right now. I mean he's been a virgin and remembered what it felt like being unable to release his semen.

Me: "I guess it would be okay if nothing else happens."

This was more enough for Mr. O'Connor and he spat of his right hand. Then placed it on his dick, and began to jack off. My wife re-directed back her attention to this man while still kneeled in front of him. She was actually inside this guy's perimeter of open legs. She was dangerously close to his cock and balls. He masturbated for about 10 minutes when suddenly.

Woodsman: "Can you spit on my cock Isabelle? It would really help make it feel more real."


She looked at her husband and he nodded with approval, but was very resistant. She then re-directed her attention back at Mr. O'Connor and looked at this magnificent cock, and spat on it. She watched as her saliva slowly glided from the tip down to his balls. She spat some more and some eventually reached this man's hairy butt hole. She was amazed by how her saliva made this man moan with pleasure, but was also fascinated by this man's anus. He then started to masturbate in front of my wife. I must admit that this started to arouse me also, and seeing my wife so close to a stranger's dick really looked beautiful. Then after a few minutes of this intense moment he looked at me.

Woodsman: "I see you're enjoying this my friend."

Me: "I guess it's kind of hot."

Woodsman: "Don't worry it's not the first time this happens. But if I have one advice to give you is to go with it, and leave all your inhibitions aside."

Then he refocused on my wife and noticed she was in a trance, and then looked at me.

Woodsman: "Remember my advice Dan when you hear what I have to say. You should really let your wife give me a hand job right now. This is going to be good practice for her and would be a plus for your marriage. Plus, I am just a stranger and you will never see me after."

This guy made a lot of sense suddenly, and it's true we would never see him again. I also wanted my wife to learn as much as she could, and get this out of our way. This way she would see a man's cock and get over with it once and for all. Not to mention I really needed to release myself. He then took her hand and placed it on his cock. It was too late her trance had made her unresponsive. She grabbed his shaft by the middle and could barely fit her hand around it. With her spit still on his cock she gave him a hand job and this made slurp sounds, and his cock was shiny with her saliva.

Wife: " Oh yeah Isabelle this feels good. You're really good at this. Keep going. Can you spit some more. There you go...ummmm this feels good."

She must have jacked him off for a solid 20 minutes and kept spitting on his cock. Needless to say, this guy's cock was soaked in her hot saliva and this guy loved it, and she was lost in this moment. Completely focusing on the task at hand. Then he peeked at her pussy and saw that she was wet as hell, and he knew he got her where he wanted. Not to mention I was participating in this by masturbating.

Woodsman: "You're really hot Isabelle. Dan your wife is really hot. How about I get a peek of your wife's tits? It would really help make it more real."

Then without saying a word my wife took off her little bikini bra and revealed her beautiful 34 DD breasts. They sprang out free and giggled.

Wife: "I really want to help you with your pain," she said breathing hard.

Woodsman: "Wow! I am really lucky to have a devout catholic lending a helping hand."

This was inexplicably sensual to see that I couldn't care less what she was doing now. This sight was just too much and too intense to stop. I mean my wife was just helping out. Isn't that what we were raised to do? This went on for a lot longer and he would often touch her nipples and breasts to see if she would try to stop him, but she was just possessed and she just kept jacking him with both of her hands. With a devilish grin I saw him fondle her breasts with his big hands and even rubbed her stomach area trying to, what seemed, reach her butt.

I got a little closer with my chair to watch, and once I did I saw the action up and close. At one point she licked her hands to wet them, but she didn't see that this man's pre-cum had landed on her hands. She was basically eating his pre-cum, and she was too naïve to know this. Then out of the blue when he knew my wife was passed common sense.

Woodsman: "These are beautiful tits Isabelle. Would love to get my cock between them. I would really help me out."


I don't understand what had gotten into my wife and me. This man just stood up with his cock dangling over her head, and she admired it like if it was something mystical. Her eyes were mesmerized and she looked totally submissive with her naïve look on her face. He then swung his cock left to right over her face, and looked at me with an evil smile. Then he moved slightly forward to show her his underside and his hairy anus. Surprisingly my wife just looked at it with amazement, and he lowered it slowly and rested his big balls over her head. Her nose was really close to his asshole and his ass hair touched her nose. He stayed like that for 10 seconds and she just kept still. Then as he advanced to pass over her his anus ran across her nose.

He then picked her up and placed her on the sleeping bag. He spat between her tits a couple of times. He then mounted on top of her and placed his cock between her tits. He then took both her hands and placed them on her tits, and directed her to squeeze them onto his cock. She did as told and he started to fuck her tits. He placed his hands behind him on her thighs, but dangerously close to her pussy. And there they were both engaged in sex. Then he looked at her.

Woodsman: "Isabelle can you spit of my cock to avoid friction?"

She just spat all over. During this session he would accidently touch her lips with his cock. He made sure to land some pre-cum on her lips, and unintentionally she would lick it off and swallow it. I could feel the sexual tension in the air, and somehow I got caught up in the moment and forgot all about the woodsman's hands. So, I looked backed at his hands and saw that he had managed to get one of his fingers under her bikini. Then he did something I never would have imagined and was strange to me. He smelled his finger and put it in his mouth. Meanwhile my wife didn't feel a thing, she looked possessed as she just kept moaning and twitching like a maniac as this man tit fucked her. He then placed two fingers under her thong, and I could see that my wife was damped.

He kept trying to intentionally hit her lips with his cock, and during a time where she got her tongue out. He rammed his pre-cum covered cock towards it. He succeeded and my wife didn't react and kept it there for a solid 30 seconds. Needless to say, this guy took advantage of this moment to tit fuck her, and gets the tip of his cock to reach for her mouth. This was getting out of hand but my cock was just hard, and my masturbation got faster. He was now rubbing her clit and this caused her mouth to open with every moan. He then looked at me with an evil grin and rammed half of his cock head inside her mouth and let it stay there while he rubbed her clit. He made movement as it he was peeing. Then he took out his cock head to show a string of sticky transparent slim connected to his cock head and her tongue. This guy has landed his pre-cum inside her mouth, and she didn't say anything. She was like a possessed demonic person. She was just asking for it.

Woodsman: "Dan has you wife ever had a blowjob before?"

This guy was too bold, but he got me under his spell also. I mean the sight of his cock near my wife's mouth was wrong, but also really beautiful and my hard cock was just aching.

Me: "No."

Woodsman: "How come?"

Me: "We were told it was wrong."

Woodsman: "Do you know a wife who does blowjobs is an incredible feeling that every should at least try once? But if she were to do this one would have to teach her. I mean an experienced guy whom she would learn form, and never see after, thus never be shy about it."

Then he paused to look at me for approval I guess, and then I did something very un-catholic; I nodded my head. He then looked at my wife who looked like if she were in a trance and smiled like an evil-minded person. He took her left hand where her wedding band was and placed in on his bull cock then guided it towards her mouth. She opened her mouth and he carefully pulled his foreskin to reveal his shiny cockhead, and at the moment my wife could smell his cock juices and regained consciousness from her trance.

Wife: "What's going on? No!"

Woodsman: "It's okay wifey, your husband said it's okay. I will teach you how to do a blowjob and then you can do it on your husband, and be a good catholic to your husband. Remember your vows and the holy book; you shall do as your husband says."

I then did something unexpected and we both smiled with an evil grin at each other, as my wife stared at his meat. We both new how gullible and naïve she was, and my lust has taken over. Then my wife looked at me for approval and I nodded. Then my wife lifted her head up level to his cock and that's when he slowly brought his cock inside her mouth. My wife closed her eyes as she wrapped her lips around his fat cock head, and moaned.

Woodsman: "Oh yeaaaahhh! That married mouth feels so good and warm. It's always better when a married woman sucks a cock."

As this was going on he couldn't get enough dick inside her mouth so he got up and told her to get on her knees to suck his cock. She sucked it for a good 5 minutes, and then this guy got bolder by telling her that it's always better when a woman forces as much cock inside their throat as possible. He then grabbed her from the back of the head and forced his cock inside her throat. Soon the gagging sounds took over and as he pulled his cock out her saliva was flowing out, and her eyes were red. He then asked her,

Woodsman: "That's good Isabelle. Men love that in a woman you know. It's called deep throating and nothings can make a marriage stronger than a woman who does it. You know what else helps?"

Wife: "um...what?" as she's swallowing her saliva

Woodsman: "A woman who plays with her vagina as she give a man a blowjob. Here give me your hand."

My wife gave him his hand and he spat on it and directed it back to her pussy, and placed it under her thong bikini. She just started rubbing it around and she just moaned like a tramp. And there she was, completely under his spell and virility. She had always had a kick on lumberjack style men since her young years, and this guy knew this when she confessed about it. He was standing there directing her every move and she was squatting on her feet sucking his cock and rubbing her pussy. I must admit that my wife really looked like she's done this all her life, and this man just added a spectacular look to it. She almost looked like she cam out of a porn magazine that my friends look at.

Her beautiful 34 DD breasts, and her bubble butt and big thighs made her look very sexy. Not to mentions her saliva spilling from both sides of her mouth, and the shaft posting a shiny and slim look to it.

Woodsman: "That's it rub that pussy for me. Man your husband is a lucky man. I wish I could be your husband and get between those beautiful legs and plump thighs."

Hearing this my wife intensified the slurping sounds and the gagging was more pronounced as she was increasing her pace.

Woodsman: " Oh yeah that's it baby keep on pumping that cock inside those beautiful lips. Congratulations married woman you got almost half of my cock inside. This is more than your husbands cock," he said with a mocking voice.

I knew this was wrong but I wanted my wife to get the most training out of this and hopefully do it to me afterwards. At this point I was the only sane person in the couple. She was just a possessed sex demon at this point, and this man, I described as the actor who casts wolverine in those movies, was just using this against her. Poor thing, she didn't know this was bad but she was just kept on going and obeying her animal instincts.

They finally turned around to the fire light and I could now see my wife better squatted on her feet sucking this muscular hairy men, and kid you not I noticed that she had about half of it inside her mouth. And this guy was really giving it to her as he kept pumping his cock inside her mouth with loads of sticky saliva flowing from the sides of my wife's stretched mouth. He would occasionally take out his cock and rub it on the side of her face and even on her nipples. He also didn't even ask for permission to reach down and rub her pussy, but things changed when he introduced his middle finger inside her tight pussy hole.

Wife: "What are you doing Mr.?" My wife mumbled through his cock.

Then I realized that this woodsman just dominated my wife completely.

Woodsman: "Don't worry honey it's only my finger. You have to understand you're a really beautiful woman and I really have the lust to put my cock inside you babe. I told you it's been almost six months, and you agreed I would take my time and only do what you wanted to do."

These are the last words I heard before shooting a string of cum on myself. My whole chest was covered in cum, and as I tried to get up I slipped and fell on the ground, on top of the sleeping bad. I lost consciousness.

Woodsman: "I mean your husband is passed out, and it would give us the chance to do more. If you want to that is?"

Narrator: The muscular man just took his fingers back to his mouth before licking it and tasting her juices. She just stood there amazed by his animal behaviour, and although she was sacred she just stared at him. Then he took his finger and placed them in her mouth and simulated a fucking motion, and she just welcomed him. He then took the same fingers and placed them on her mound and rubbed it before inserting both his index and middle finger inside her pussy. He finger fucked her in front of the passed out husband. This went on for a good 2 minutes, then came the inevitable moment.

Woodsman: "Would you like to try and see how a big cock feels?"

Wife: "I don't know about this."

Woodsman: " But this will only strengthen your marriage, and you don't want to be a liar," as he played with her pussy.

Narrator: The wife was trembling and shaking with indescribable pleasure unknown to her.

Wife: "What do you mean liar."

Woodsman: "Yeah married woman. Lying is a sine, and you promised your husband to learn new things. This is for you marriage."

Narrator: This man was just evil. He knew the husband didn't want to go this far but he utilized her naïve personality against her. He knew that this married woman was easily manipulated because she has grown up in a strict catholic environment.

Wife: "I don't know about this. This would be cheating?"

Woodsman: " It's not cheating if you husband agree married woman."

Narrator: The wife looked at her husband and then at her wedding band. She then realized that making her husband happy was part of the vowels. This man was right she thought.

Wife: "Well I don't know about this, but I you're right when you say I promised my husband."

Woodsman: "Good wife. You must obey your husband's wishes and not disrespect your religious upbringing."

Wife: "You're right. So how do we do this?"

Woodsman: "Well what do you know about sex?"

Wife: "I just know we do it when he feels like it. That's about it."

Narrator: With that said the woodsman offered the woman a few more shots of whisky while they discussed the matter. He somehow found out that this woman didn't know anything about protection. This got his cock even harder, and the wife noticed. Although he was disease free he had an evil idea. Oh yes. This guy was going to try and creampie this woman and unloads all of his semen inside her. Plus, since she didn't know anything about sex and condoms he could fuck her without any on. Boy he felt lucky that the husband passed out, and leave his stupid naïve wife at his mercy.

Narrator: Eventually, he got her drunk enough for her to accept. He asked her to get on her knees and hands, but before he would put his dick in he admired the ass before him. Then unbeknownst to her he grabbed his cell phone and took a quick picture. He admired the onion booty then knelt down to place his nose next to her butthole and took a deep breath couple of times.

Wife: "What are you doing back there?"

Woodsman: " I am sorry honey but it's a habit of mine. I must admit your pussy smells sweet, musky, and so innocent. Your butthole also has a nice smell into it. Have your ever done anal?" He said with lust.

Wife: "No and I refuse to do it," she said worriedly but tipsy.

Narrator: He proceeded to place his nose at one centimetre from her virgin asshole and took a few deep inspirations and enjoyed the smell while spreading her big cheeks aside. This sight of her pink asshole gaping tightly was too much for him and spat on it.

Wife: "Hey! I told you I didn't want that."

Woodsman: "Sorry but I need to do this. It's part of the sexual teaching. This will increase your pleasure sensation. Trust me, "

Wife: "It does feel good but I don't want to have intercourse there okay?"

Narrator: The man agreed and proceeded to spread her big cheeks and spat some more on her tiny hole, but every time he spread her cheeks he purposefully touched her tiny hole with his thumb. The woman would jump at these intermittent invasions, but felt a pleasure like never before. He admired her plump and firm ass cheeks and kissed and licked them continuously. He then spread the huge bubble butt and placed his face between them, and the wife was surprised by this, but she felt an intense sensation and let him do it. He rubbed his face on her pussy and asshole for about 20 seconds, and the wife just moaned and yelled. He then got his face out and spread her to a maximum and licked her asshole, but took care to not forget the pussy.

Woodsman: "Do you like this?"

Wife: "It feels incredible," she replied out of breath.

Narrator: With her response the man became even bolder and more daring. Indeed, every time he would spit on her tiny asshole he would purposefully lick her it with his big tongue, and this would cause the woman to moan loudly. The married woman didn't say a word as this hunk was rubbing her asshole with more rigour and with continuous spitting. Eventually, he had managed to get her tiny opening to gap open at about a centimetre and a half, just enough to see a the inside. Seeing this the man proceeded to get the tip of his tongue inside, and the married woman moaned like crazy, and couldn't stop trembling.
Wife: "Oh yeah! That feels good Mr. O'Connor. I've never felt these kind of sensations before. Don't stop please."

Narrator: Hearing this the man became more daring and got almost half of his tongue inside her anus, and this caused the hole to gap even more, but the woman didn't mind as demonstrated by her trembling and noises. This must have gone on for about ten minutes before the man suggested yet another teaching subject.

Woodsman: "How about I put the tip of my cock inside you now?"

Narrator: She didn't respond to him. She was too focused on the pleasure and lost in her possessed state again. So, he took advantage and started to slide his cock head inside her pussy.


Wife: "Ouch that hurts!!" she yelled.

Woodsman: "It's okay Isabelle. I promise that after this your husband will love you even more than before. Trust me. Have I ever lied to you?"

Wife: "No, but its kind of uncomfortable," she said worriedly.

Narrator: The bull reassured her and placed the tipped of his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She jumped with surprise but quickly readjusted as the man began to slide his cock inside this married pussy. She didn't have the force to stop him anymore and just let him do whatever. She had slurred speech at this poing.

Woodsman: "Oh Isabelle. Your hole is so tight I can barely get the helmet inside it. Are you sure you already had sex with your hubby. Are you still a virgin?"

Wife: "No I promise...I did have sex," she said with difficulty.

Woodsman: "I don't know Isabelle, I think your husband didn't go all the way, but we will take care of your semi-virgin tramp pussy."


Narrator: This wife was just too drunk to make sane decisions anymore, and this muscular man had her way with her. He even became even bolder as he fucked her semi-virgin tight pussy.

Woodsman: "Can I put my finger inside your ass hole? This will help with easing my entry inside your pussy and will give you feelings like never before. I mean you're so tight and this will prevent you from having pain"

Narrator: She agreed because she was already under his spell and way too drunk. But what the woodsman didn't tell her was he was intending to get his thumb inside her gapping tiny asshole. So, he licked his thumb and slowly got it inside her asshole while slowly pumping his giant cock inside her pussy. Needless to say the married woman was surprised, but she couldn't protest because she felt an inexplicable sensation of pleasure and got her to explode her first orgasm, and the man's giant cock and thumb knew this because he felt both the anus and pussy spasm with pressure.

Wife: " Oh yeaaaaaaaa! I don't know what's happening but it feels good," she yelled

Narrator: Off course the man knew she was cumming but since this was her first time she didn't know what to name it. The rough hunk looked at the wife's husband but he was out for the night from the sights of it. Even after the married woman had her orgasm he continued to pump his cock inside her pussy with his thumb inside her asshole. He was able to get about 4 inches of his cock inside her, and then he took out his thumb from her asshole and directed it towards his nose and took a deep breath to smell it.

Woodsman: "Man you have a nice smelling asshole honey. I also like the taste it has to. How does my cock feel now Isabelle?"

Narrator: The woman was now arching her ass up high and her head was on the ground, and she was panting.

Wife: "T...thank you...I...I guess,"

Woodsman: "How do you like my cock honey?"

Wife: "It feels incredible and I can really feel it stretching my vagina, but there are lots of pleasurable sensations accompanied by it that I can't describe."

Woodsman: "You like being fucked by a big fat cock don't you?" with a dominant tone. Wife: "I like the feeling of it...keep going"

Narrator: The woodsman continued to fuck her from behind for a good 10 minutes, and then turned her over to take her missionary style, then sideways. Basically, he fucked her in any imaginable position, and told her to take mental notes for her future sexual intercourse with her husband. Then he asked her get back on her knees and hands and arch her back, and told her to remain still. He spat on her asshole and rubbed it then spat on his cock and rubbed his entire meat. He placed the tip of his cock on her asshole and told her that he wouldn't put it in, but only wanted to stimulate her to cum again. She agreed but with a worried look on her face and with a quick glimpse at her husband, but with more reassurance from the virile man she agreed and felt a sense of security. Strangely this man had installed a father figure to her. Then his wet cock pressed against her anus got her to an orgasm again, and he somehow managed to get half of the tip of his cock inside her asshole. Then seeing that she was becoming uncomfortable he took his cock out slid it inside her pussy and continued fucking her doggy style, but she could only take 4-inches of the monster cock.

Wife: "Remember don't cum inside my pussy Mr. O'Connor, "

Woodsman: "Don't worry married woman. I will take care not to," he said with a grin.

Narrator: All this excitement made the man very horny and couldn't control his pleasure and just as he felt his orgasm arriving at the tip of his cock head. He spurted a good portion of his semen accidently inside this woman's fertile and unprotected womb. He then got his cock out to shoot the rest on her back and kept shooting strings and strings of hot, thick, and sticky cum on this married woman's back. When he was done he then took his cock and slid it back inside this married woman's pussy and continued to fuck her, shooting intermittent little spurts inside her pussy. The woman was too exhausted to realize what had just happened and she soon collapsed.

Narrator: About 20 minutes later the woman woke up with an urge to pee. She went back inside the cabin and as she was walking in the hallways she noticed an open door. She passed by the door and saw Mr. O'Connor fast asleep with his exposed body. Look at the size of that monster she thought to herself. After she peed she went back to the man's bedroom door to see some more of that huge thing. But also she needed something to cover herself with and noticed a flannel shirt right beside the man's naked body. She proceeded to the area, and as she got closer she couldn't help but look at his huge flaccid shinny cock covered with white matter. She put on the flannel shirt and noticed there weren't any buttons but at least she had something on. She could hear her husband waking up, but couldn't help but touch it one last time. So, without hesitation she grabbed his 6-inch and thick cock and opened the foreskin and witnessed the shaft growing before her eyes. It grew at about 8-inches and she could no longer wrap her entire hand around it as it was too big.

Narrator: Meanwhile Dan stood up and walked inside the cabin and heard some noises. He followed them and ended up seeing the source of the noise. He saw his wife giving Mr. O'Connor a hand job. Eventually, the muscular man woke up.

Woodsman: "See you're enjoying my fat cock again are you?"

What did he mean by this I told myself as my wife was touching him.

Wife: "I guess so since we already got acquainted."

With this said I came in and my wife let the huge cock go, and started crying and sobbing. We all got into a discussion of what had happened later. We somehow ended up acknowledging that this was a unique experience for all of us, but we all agreed that this was a one in a lifetime opportunity. But they both didn't tell me about the fucking part. Then O'Connor looked at me.

Woodsman: "Well do you mind if your wife continues what she started?"

I nodded and he took her hand and placed in around this huge cock. I was jealous but it was too late, my wife was jut aching to touch it. I didn't want to get mad at me.


Woodsman: "Now show your husband what you learned, " he told her.

Then my wife started jerking him off and spitting on his cock. Then he moved between his thighs as he spread his legs, and she started pumping his cock with both hands with her back facing me on a kneeling position. I quickly moved beside the queen size bed to watch the show. Indeed, the sight of her jerking and her flannel shirt partly opening with every jerk to reveal her big breasts was amazing. Not to mention her onion booty that was only partly covered by the shirt. She now didn't mind licking the tip of his cock while he jerked him, and eagerly licked the huge amount of pre-cum leaking, and swallowed every drop.

Woodsman: "Why don't you take that shirt off wifey," he said.

She took it off without any hesitation and revealed us her beautiful 34 DD breasts and her ample onion booty with her creamy skin complexion.

Woodsman: "Hey Dan I am so jealous of you right now. This perfect creature is your wife and any man would do anything to have her rubbing their cocks like she's doing with mine. I just hope you take care of her and let her express her sexual drive and fantasies in the future, but for now let me enjoy her. Now come mount me wifey."

She got on top of him with one knee on the bed and other leg on the tip on her toes, and grabbed his thick cock. He then took a hold of her hips and slowly forced her down his 10-inch cock. He slowly entered her and eventually halfway my wife place her head on his chest to arch her back, and he took a hold on both her big ass cheeks and spread them with force. I went behind her to check it out. I could see her tiny asshole was open and he got the tip of his index finger inside the hole. He then took his finger to his nose and smelled it.

Woodsman: "Man your wife's asshole smells great man, and it's also really tight. Have you ever fucked her from behind man?"

I nodded with a no and with that said he fucked my wife and kept spreading her ass cheeks to let me watch his cock going in and out.

Woodsman: "Man can you help us and spit on my cock so it's nice and slippery for your wife?"

Without hesitation I spat on his cock and he rubbed it and put it back into my wife's pussy.

Me: "Lick your wife's asshole while I fuck her. I promise you that she will like it."

As he was fucking her like a maniac and my wife screaming like a train, I licked her asshole and eventually noticed that it had opened up a little more, about 2 centimeters, which was strange. What bothered me the most is that with every thrust his cock would accidently slip out and hit my chin accidently. When this happened my wife would grab it from behind and put it back inside her gapping pussy. He then suggested we switch positions, and now my wife was blowing me, and he was fucking her doggy style. He eventually got his entire cock inside her and this drove my wife insane and she was screaming like if it was a scene from the exorcist or something. I stood up to see what was happening and this man's entire cock was inside my wife and it probably has now stretched her pussy to its maximum. But what caught my attention was the fact that this man had also put his entire right thumb inside my wife's asshole and was also thrusting it inside with every movement inside my wife's pussy. I also noticed some fluid resembling menses, but this only lasted a few seconds.

Narrator: What the husband didn't realize was that this man had now completed popping his wife's cherry.

Woodsman: "You're never going to be the same after this wifey, and never again will a cock be able to give you this kind of pleasure honey," he said

Wife: " Oh yes! Keep fucking me I love your cock!"

Woodsman: "You like this cock wifey? Is this the biggest cock you've ever been with? Is it bigger than your husband's," the muscled man panted.

Wife: " Ohhhhh! Yes! Yes! It's the biggest ever and I want you to give it all to me you bull," she screamed with pleasure.

Woodsman: " Oh yeah! You like cock don't you now. Some big 10-inch cock with balls full of semen, right?" He said.

Wife: "Yes I do! I reallllllly do!" my wife responded.

Woodsman: " Do you want it inside your asshole so I don't impregnate you? It will be safer this way, and I can see that your hole is ready anyways."

My wife hesitated first but her lust got the worse of her.


Wife: " Yes! Yes! Oh Yes! Put it inside my tight little virgin hole, please."

With that that Mr. O'Connor placed his thick "mushroom" at my wife's anal entrance, and he started to force it inside her little hole and it wasn't until it had entered her midway that she started to moan in pain. But before my wife could back down he jammed his entire huge "mushroom" inside her aching asshole.

Wife: "Ouch! This really hurts Mr. O'Connor," my wife said.

Woodsman: "It's okay Izzy the head went in and I won't push anymore in."

He kept his word and only fucked her ass with his giant head, and soon was getting closer to a climax.

Woodsman: "Man you have a tight ass!" he said with some effort.

Woodsman: "Oh yeah your asshole is really tight and warm wifey. I wonder if I can do..."

With that said he went ahead and spat on the orifice joining his huge cock with my wife's tight asshole, and put about 2 more inches inside her. My wife yelled in pleasure to this invasion and it was too late to stop it as he was furiously banging her by now and holding her hair with her big tits swinging freely. Then it occurred. The bull was now on the verge on exploding and we were all too caught up in the moment to realize what was about to happen.

Woodsman: "Arrgghhh! This is too much for me Isabelle. Your wifey asshole is too tight and warm..."

Then without warning he yelled in pleasure. I went behind them and watched this man's buttocks squeeze and his balls and apparatus spasm for a good 60 seconds. He must have really kept a whole lot of semen in those huge balls. Then they both collapsed into the bed exhausted and all sweaty. Then without saying a word he took out his horse cock from my wife's gapping asshole. My wife's asshole was oozing with white cum, and a lot of it. He saw my amazement and he took his right middle finger and inserted it inside her asshole a couple of times and this got her asshole ooze even more with lots and lots of cum. Needless to say I was amazed.

He then took his finger and put it inside her mouth but she was too exhausted to react, and his seed was now inside my wife's mouth. I could see that he had his left hand on my wife's left cheek (she was lying on her stomach and he was on my wife's left). Then he got up and sat on her thighs while she was still on her stomach half-asleep, and started to spread her huge cheeks. Was he still horny? I thought to myself. Is that humanly possible? Then he guided his semi-erect cock inside her pussy, and began fucking her again, and this time not asking for permission from anybody. Within a few minutes he moaned like never before and jammed his cock deep inside my wife, while holding on her big butt cheeks for grip.

Woodsman: "Oh yeah! I am cumming inside your wife's pussy man. It's really warm inside her and I can really feel her womb man," he told me with a tired and rough voice.

At this point I didn't care because I had began jerking myself and within a few seconds after he did I came.

Me: "Oh! Oh yeaaaaaah!" I shouted.

He looked at me with an evil grin on his face.

The next day we left for our campsite, but before we did my wife excused her self to go to the bathroom. I could here some discussion coming from the cabin and she quickly got out, and said,

Wife: "Okay we can leave honey. Lets go now."

Then Mr. O'Connor came out in his front porch without any cloths on. Needless to say, my wife was starring at his cock, and even at a soften state it was probably about 6 inches uncut and very thick, and with an evil grin on his face

Woodsman: "Have fun with your love life you two. See you soon."

With that said we left and got to our campsite and started to pack to leave home, but I couldn't stop thinking of his last remark. What did he mean by see you soon?

Narrator: As Dan was packing their camping apparel his wife went to their car. There she got out an envelope from her flannel shirt pocket. Inside she found a piece of paper and a picture folded in two. The note read,

"Really loved fucking you little whore, and I know you liked it to. I know that you want more and I know I told you two that this would help your love life, and you two mentioned this was a once in a lifetime thing, but it doesn't have to stop here. Below you will find my cell number. I know you want more of my cock my little whore, and fucking with your husband will never be the same without me. So, what I am trying to tell you is that you can give me a call and we can meet somewhere to continue without your husband bothering us, and maybe become fuck buddies my little married whore. And I want to say that your fertile pussy is still filled with my super cum...PS check out the picture when you make your decision."

She then reached for the folded pictures and unfolded it, and her jaw dropped. Indeed, the picture was a close up shot of Mr. O'Connor's full erect cock, and the sight made her pussy tingle and her nipples harden. What would she do? Can she really get over his huge cock and cum? She was left with a difficult decision; will see listen to her heart or her pussy?

To be continued...