I had been friends with Jane for about a year, and as usual between friends the subject matter often turned to sex.  How many times, what was it like, when are you next going to get laid?  One theme she always brought up was the size of her husband Brad.  At first I thought she was just teasing me, but she seemed consistent, and I started to wonder.

We decided that we would go down to Cabo San Lucas in Mexico for a few days vacation.  Split the cost of a two bedroom condo and have some fun in the sun!

The first four nights were spent hitting the bars and night clubs, but then after spending most of the day around the pool sipping drinks we decided to stay in for the last evening.  We opened a bottle of tequila and Jane got out a pack of cards.

We often play a card game where each player gets four cards dealt face down, you are allowed to briefly look at two of them and then the objective is to replace the high cards and try to get the points down.  When someone thinks they have the lowest hand, they call and the points are tallied.  If you call early and someone beats you, you get a 10 point penalty.  We often played this game at home and I usually won.  Guess I have a good memory.

We were all a little bit buzzed from the afternoon and even a quick shower hadn’t sobered us up much.  We were casually dressed in shorts and T shirts/tops.

I saw Brad make eye contact with Jane and as he shuffled the cards.  He casually said “We’ll play 20 hands total. You going to win again Sara?”  “Probably!” was my retort. “Just depends by how many points” I laughed.

“Want to up the ante?”

“What do you mean, play for money?”

“No, not for money, clothes.  The loser of the round takes off one item of clothing.”

I glanced at my husband Chas who replied “well the guys are only wearing three items, the girls have four.”  That seemed to me that he was agreeing to the game.

Jane poured a round of shots.  “Well we have more to expose.”

“What does the winner get?” I asked.

“He or she gets to remove the item of clothing from the loser” said Brad.

“Okay I’m in.”  Chas replied.  I decided to go with the flow and shrugged my shoulders.

With the cards dealt the game began.  I started out with a really bad hand but managed to get out the high scoring cards.  After about four hands Brad called.  After the points were tallied, Jane was the loser and Chas the winner.

“What do you want taking off Jane?” Chas asked.

“Top.”  Jane has a lovely figure, 34B bra size and slim hips.  Chas stood behind Jane and pulled off her top revealing a yellow lacy bra.  “Nice” I said.

The cards were dealt again.  This time Chas lost to Jane.  “Ahh payback time, shorts or shirt?  “Shirt or course.”  Jane removed his shirt and commented on his firm abs trailing her fingers across them.  “All that sex keeps them in condition.” Jane laughed.

More cards.  Brad lost his top, followed by another loss by Jane to Chas.  As she stood up she said “Brad, stopping feeding me bad cards, hun, I haven’t got much more to take off.”  Chas unbuttoned her shorts and slipped his hands inside the waistband as he slowly slipped them off.  “Matching panties, very nice” he commented and I noticed his hands were trembling slightly with excitement.

The following round I won, Brad lost.  As I slipped off his shorts I noticed that Jane’s comments about her husband looked like they were true.  A large bulge was present in his boxers.  “We need to get Sara to lose.” He said.

I think he jinxed me because he won the next round and I lost.  I am a little sensitive about by boobs, they are nice and pert, but I only wear an “A” cup.  As he reached for my shirt I said “bottoms.”  Slowly he slid them off and whistled in appreciation at my blue/white string bikini briefs.

The game progressed.  Chas lost to me and I took off his shorts.  “Briefs?” Commented Jane at Chas’s choice of underwear.  “I like them better then boxers” he replied.

Jane lost again to her husband Brad.  “Bra or panties hun?” He asked.  The look she gave him said it all.  He unclasped the bra and tossed it over his shoulder.  As her lovely breasts bounced free, he cupped them with both hands.  “Hello again twins.”  After a quick squeeze he sat down.  I noticed that his cock was growing larger.

This time I got the bad hand and Jane got up to claim her prize.  “Top or bottom hun?”  “Top this time.”  Jane pulled off my T shirt, her hands sliding over my front fastening coral colored bra as she did so.  I crossed my arms to push up my breasts.

I was starting to feel the effects of the tequila and I lost again, this time to Brad.  “Top.”  He came behind me I could feel his hard erection pressing against my back.  “Let’s get these little beauties free.”  He let his hands linger on my bare flesh as he unfastened my bra.

“Oh we are all down to one article.”  Jane announced pouring another round.

This time Chas lost to Jane.  “Come to mamma.”  Jane beckoned to Chas.  As she pulled off his briefs she gave his hardening cock a kiss.

Jane lost to Chas.  “Come to Daddy”.  She dutifully walked over and placed her hands on his shoulders, putting her 34B breasts into his face as he pulled off her panties.  Chas commented on her shaved pussy.  “Wouldn’t have it any other way hun.”  She said.  As she walked past Brad she slid her crotch up and down his arm.  I thought I saw her leave a tell tale wet streak.

Chas and Jane both continued to lose hands and we were down to the last round.  I was getting a little nervous.  Jane didn’t even bother to look at her cards and called, Brad was left holding 40 points and by some fluke Jane won.  She pulled off his shorts and released what I would call a monster cock.  9” long but the thickness was over 2”.  “Wow” said Chas & I.

I went to the refrigerator and got a beer, still a little shocked.  “Look at Sara’s face” said Jane.  “Ever had something that size inside of you hun?”  “I’ve never even seen anything that big before.” I replied.

“That would never fit in you Sara.” Challenged Chas.  The way he looked at me reminded me that he had recently said he would like to watch another man fuck me.  At the time I just laughed it off as a male fantasy.

“Oh it would hun; you just would need to be very wet.”  Said Jane.  “Want to try?” 

I looked at Chas, but he was fascinated by the way Jane’s tits were swaying. 

“Sara’s still got her panties on, no fair.” Brad said approaching me from behind.  Before I could say anything he slipped his hand down the front and felt between my legs.  “Oh she is getting wet.”  He picked me up, sat me down on the couch and pulled off my panties ignoring my protests.

Jane came over and sat beside me.  She reached over and took one of my now rock hard nipples in her mouth.  Chas sat the other side and did the same.  I had never had both my breasts sucked at the same time and I closed my eyes relishing the sensation.  I could feel my stomach tightening as a warm glow spread across my chest.  “Oh that feels so good” I murmured.

I could feel Brad’s hot breath on my pussy and put both of my legs over his shoulders to urge him on.  He eagerly started flicking his tongue over my clitoris and inserted one, then two and then three fingers inside me.  I started a slow orgasm, my juices flooding Brad’s face.

“Think she is ready” I thought I heard Jane whisper.  Before I could say anything I felt movement between my legs and then the tip of that enormous cock probe the entrance of my pussy lips.  He pulled my legs apart as wide as he could and started gently moving in and out, going deeper with each cycle of his hips.  I could feel my vagina stretching beyond what I thought was possible.  With just three inches of that huge rod inside of me I started to cum again.  He went deeper, first four, then six, then all nine inches.  He grunted as our bodies finally touched.

That hot hard cock was so deep in my body I felt like I was going to split in half.  As he started to fuck me huge ripples of pleasure radiated out from my very center, pushing me to a level of orgasm I had never felt before.  I was almost on the verge of paralysis when I started to scream out with every thrust, louder and louder.  I sensed I was on the verge of blacking out when he started pounding even harder, the tip of his cock swelling as he approached his climax.  “You are so tight, so tight; I can’t hold back, ohhhhh I’m cumming.”

My eyes opened, my vision now blurred and I rose up putting my arms around his neck, pounding my hips in unison with him, meeting his every forward movement.  “Fuck me harder, harder.” I pleaded.  We both peaked at the same time and I stiffened, raking my nails down his back as that fantastic explosion sent my nerves into overload all over my body.

As I slowly came down from that intense high I let go of his body and slumped back in the sofa completely drained.  Brad’s thrusting gradually diminished and he eased his now softening cock out.

“Wow girl, it looked like you needed that.”  Said Jane stunned by the ferocity of my lovemaking. 

“That was so intense, so intense, sooo deep; I have never been fucked like that before…ever.” 

It was then that I realized that Chas was still sitting beside me, staring in amazement.  The look in his eyes said it all, he knew that his wife would never be as satisfied with his lovemaking again.  The tiger had been let out of the cage and I was going to become a slut wife.