Over the next month, Brian and Becca were seemingly attaching their erotic game/bar visits with their heightened sex life. Each weekend, their kids were getting baby sat while they visited new bars outside of their hometown. It had happened twice again the last 4 weeks, where her husband’s cock got compared to some stranger on some kind of ‘dare’ or ‘bet’ to win over Becca’s affection. One time it was by a guy overly flirtatious with Becca, slurring his words, and while she wasn’t attracted to him in the least, she got a rise out of showing off her husbands cock to show up these other guys. She convinced the guy that she wanted to see who had the bigger dick and the winner would get her number and maybe something special. She knew she had him, and her perked up and was all for wanting to hook up with her. She felt confident based on his size and demeanor he wasn’t packing anything special, so it was a fun risk for her. Brian was always on edge with the game, knowing his luck could run out at any point…and then how do they react?They snuck around the corner near the rear of the bar by the bathrooms. The drunk guy was all too eager to get his jeans around his ankles and his cock out, however he was struggling to get it erect. It appeared he was suffering from some whiskey dick. Brian, a light drinker, never had this problem. After a few strokes, he was erect and he revealed it to both Becca and this drunk man.”Well fucking shit! That is bullsheeeet!. Fine…you can have the slut” he said stumbling over his words. Becca and I just looked at each other and smiled, as he stumbled from the corner we were in. Wasn’t our hottest experience, as this bar didn’t have many good options, but we were still turned on and fucked like rabbits at home.The other time, it was me who suggested the size game. While we were at another bar the previous weekend, my wife had been flirting a bit heavier with a guy who was also quite persistent. From the moment she sat down and ordered a wine, he noted he was paying for it while flooding her with a mountain of compliments. Normally this kind of thing was a turn off for her and other women, but he had a charm about him, she found him attractive, and he looked fit. His confidence and cocky attitude, but overall personality seemed to outweigh the other cheesy behavior with the constant compliments.He had kept his hand on her hip as he sat close as they continued to talk. She occasionally would reach out and touch his arm. Since we started this bar hopping game, I definitely took notice of how much more relaxed and into the flirting my wife was becoming than in the beginning. She was more reserved, sometimes a bit standoff-ish. Now she is much more open to their advances, which did make me jealous and leave a bit of a pit in my stomach.After watching them from afar for a bit, I decided to join the bar nearby. I was fortunate to find an open seat next to her. I ordered my drink and simply waited for an opportunity to flirt with my wife, to get her attention. She definitely seemed more engrossed in her conversation this time. I noticed her jacket had fallen on the floor, so I reached down to pick it up. I tapped my wife on the shoulder “Excuse me miss, I believe your jacket fell” as she smiled at me, thanked me, and took it. I noticed her wine was low so used that as an opportunity. “If you don’t mind, I’d love to buy you another wine, Chardonnay is it?”.Becca smiled at me and thanked me, accepting my offer. Her attention finally getting distracted from the conversation she was in.Over the next 20 minutes, both Brian and Rob, the other man, were splitting their time with Becca who was doing a good job of managing two conversations. She made up a story about breaking up 6 months ago, and was so happy to get out of the house and back on her feet and greatly appreciated two handsome men willing to give her so much attention.I could see the fire in Rob’s eyes. He just wanted her pussy. Hell, I WANTED HER PUSSY and I knew I was going to have it tonight, tomorrow, and the rest of my life. We were each other’s firsts, high school sweethearts, and never had any other sexual partners. We felt unique and special in that way.Her pussy was throbbing, needing to get fucked badly. She knew she needed to find a way to get the show on the road and see if something would happen.”I appreciate the evening guys, I really do. I have an early morning for work and need to head out”.Rob chimed in “aww cmon, just 1 more drink. I was really enjoying getting to know you. I think you enjoyed getting to know me…maybe we take this conversation elsewhere…maybe my place? I’ll make sure you get to work tomorrow”.”Oh, um, yea I’ve enjoyed my time with you too” Becca said while glancing over at me.”Yea, I enjoyed talking with you too Becca, I’d hate for you to leave so soon” I said, while gently putting my hand on her waist and nudging her in my direction, her left hip bumping into my swollen bulge against my leg.”OH” she said, looking down, wide eyed.Rob scoffed. “Bro, you can’t think she is that easy. Besides if she was, it wouldn’t be with what you got” he said confidently.”Oh…well that sounds a bit like a challenge. Maybe we give her a show and let her decide, if SHE is up to the challenge” I responded, with a smirk toward my wife.”Whoa..ok guys…this is new territory for me. I just got back on my feet after 6 months…and you want me to compare your….dicks?” she said with a faked concern”I think you have been teasing us both all night, and I don’t think that is fair. I think there is a part of you that is curious now, aren’t you?” I said confidently to my wife.Rob saw this as an opportunity to finally get some pussy, as he had been striking out for weeks now. Becca was fucking smoking hot.”Yea Becca…I think you owe us with all the teasing. Biggest man gets to kiss you, and if you are up for it, take you to work in the morning”My heart was pounding, and this went beyond just getting her number. There is a possibility she could kiss Rob tonight if I somehow lost. He was bigger than me, but not by much. I was fit myself. He was probably 6ft, 200lbs, quite a bit of muscle. I was 5ft 11, 185lbs, decent muscle. Visually, there wasn’t a massive difference. I compared ourselves just in case something were to get physical and I needed to get us out of the situation.”Brian, um, do those terms work for you?” Becca asked me, nervously.I paused for a moment, trying to comprehend the possible ramifications. It’s just a kiss, it’s not that big of a deal if I lose. she won’t go home with him, she will go home with me. It’s not like she is going to stroke him, blow him, or fuck him..it is just a kiss worst case scenario.”Sure, yea that sounds fine. Let’s ugh, go out to the parking lot and find a spot”.The three of us headed out and looked for an empty spot that we wouldn’t get in trouble in.”Ok this should be good” Rob said as we cornered ourselves out of sight from the public.”Um…ok, so guys I guess, do what you gotta do so I can compare”. Becca said.I chimed in “Hey Becca…this is a lot for us…maybe give us something to remember you by this evening” I said with a smirk. Robs eyes had fire in them.”Um…oh oh ok. Like this?” She said, as she began lifting her shirt up over her head, revealing her beautiful latin breasts and hard nipples to the cold air.I saw Rob bite his lip. I felt a flood of blood rush into my cock, as I’m sure Rob did as well. Both our hands were down our pants, that any other passerby would freak seeing two adult men bent over jerking their dicks inside their pants. Becca’s pussy was flooded. She couldn’t believe how horny she was.”Ok guys…it’s time. Show me your cocks!” Becca said loudly.I was the first one to whip my cock out, in all it’s glory. Becca’s eyes always reacting the same, just not believing how big her husbands cock was.Rob was impressed. “Damn, nice bud”. He then whipped out his cock. He was shorter than me, about 7 inches, but his was really thick, surpassing mine. My eyes went wide…realizing I might have ultimately lost this one, it was really close.”Holy shit” I heard Becca say. How…thick is that?”About 6 inches” Rob said, with a smile. How long is that? Rob asked.”8.5 inches” I said, confidently but now nervous as hell.Becca was caught looking back and forth. Never had she seen a cock that thick before. It was as thick as her wrist. She found her mouth watering and her pussy juices starting to drip down her inner thigh. Two beautiful cocks and she would love to be on her knees sucking them both.Becca shook her head…trying to clear those thoughts like last time. “Um…guys…I mean one is significantly longer and one is significantly thicker….I….feel like it’s a tie”.Brian’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t win…but he didn’t lose. This was the first time he had concerns about his wife’s desires and whether she might secretly crave a different cock.”So…uh I’ll tell you what. I will give you both a kiss, and um, you both can have my number, but um, I will be headed home and will take myself to work in the morning”Rob looked dejected, but a kiss is a kiss and he was willing to part with that, knowing having her number he may have a shot later.Both Rob and Brian began putting their softening cocks away. Becca strolled over to Rob first, and nervously went in for a hug, following by her head tiling up and giving him a good kiss. It wasn’t a french kiss or overly passionate, but it was more than you would give your spouse as if you were headed off to work.Rob smiled after she pulled back. “Thank you, I’ll take whatever I can get” he said.Becca then strolled over to Brian, her eyes looking into his pleading for forgiveness but also a fiery passion, giving him a similar kiss, but with her back toward Rob, began french kissing her husband, her hand grazing the front of his pants to rub his cock, all of this oblivious to Rob.She pulled away, breathing heavy. Her cunt on fire.”Well boys, um, I’m headed off. I had a great time and uh, I hope to see you two again”, Becca said, as she walked off to their car.Brian and Rob just kind of stood there and looked at each other, bulges still trying to recede in the cooler air, and they both gave head nods and went off on their way. Brian went back into the bar for a few minutes to not make it obvious he was going home with Becca. After 10 minutes, he headed to the car where he could see Becca’s head in the passenger seat.He slid into the drivers side and began to say “Becca…look, ” and before he could get anything out Becca was on him kissing him deeply. Thoughts floating in his head were slowly drifting away as his hands were on her. She was quickly trying to unbutton his pants and freed his cock, engulfing her mouth on it in a split second.”Oh fuck!” Brian yelled, his wife taking half his cock down her throat, giving him one of the sloppiest blowjobs he has ever had. She knew he was upset and jealous. She knew they might get into a fight. She knew she had to shut him up the moment he got in the car and this was the best way she how. She kissed another man, she felt guilty, she felt awful, her pussy was on fire, her husband deserved this, he deserved his wife acting like a whore and sucking him off in a bar parking lot. She felt like a whore kissing another man, this was her apology to her husband.”Becca..please….I…oh god. Slow….you need to…slow….fuck….oh god I’m gonna” Brian was moaning.She was going to make him blast down her throat. She was going to swallow his cum like a good whore wife should. He deserved this and she hoped he would have enough energy to punish her later inside her cunt.”Oh fuckkk….I can’t stop” Brian yelled as he felt jet after jet of his hot white cum shooting off into Becca’s suctioned mouth.”Mhhmmmm, gulp…mhhhhhmm” is all Brian heard from Becca’s moaning throat.Every jet he shot…he felt her swallow. Even when he was done shooting, his sensitivity at 100%, she kept gently sucking, making sure every drop of his cum was in her stomach. When she felt him starting to soften, she slowly released his cock. Brian’s head was laying back on the seat, he felt like the soul left his body. He had never had a blowjob from Becca like that before. She rarely swallows this felt like she had to have his cum as the only thing that could save her life.In a way, Becca viewed it that way. She didn’t want to lose her husband, and if she had to be a whore for him and swallow his cum for forgiveness, that is what she would do for him.”Lets go home baby, we can talk later”. Becca said, wiping her mouth, savoring his scent and taste.”Ok” Brian said, still tingly from his mind blowing orgasm. They drove home.Becca’s pussy was still on fire…hoping they could still fuck. She didn’t know if she deserved it. Maybe punishment of being horny with no relief was adequate.Brian laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. The nights events playing in his mind. His wife’s face as she stared at Rob’s thick cock. His own feelings looking at Rob’s thick cock and how it compared to him, the first time ever feeling a bit inadequate. Seeing his wife kiss him. Then kissing her husband, knowing a part of Rob’s saliva probably made it into his mouth. Still, the thoughts, the images, her rough and passionate desire to suck his cock, feeling the back of her throat around his head. He felt his cock stirring, hardening under the blankets.Becca, often sleeping naked, was turned away. Her eyes open…thinking similar thoughts. Thinking of her husbands cock. Then Robs cock. How thick it was, how it had a slight upward curve, a really thick shiny head. It was different than her husbands, who was thick but still skinner, and had a slight downward curve. The smell of Rob when she leaned in to kiss him, his cologne making it’s way into her nostrils as she inhaled his scent. She hated that it turned her on, feeling the presence of another man holding her as she kissed him. The mixture of guilt and arousal hitting her. Her pussy lips still glistening wet, slick, her clit still swollen and throbbing all night with no relief. They hadn’t talked yet, they hadn’t cleared the air…both unsure how to raise the subject.She felt hands on her waist, Brian’s body shifting behind her. “Brian, I just wanted to sa…” as she felt his hand cover her mouth, and his cock begin sliding up and down her soaking wet slit as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, Brian’s cock sinking into her. Her groans muffled into the palm of Brian’s hand, his cock feeling no resistance to her already lubricated cunt. She needed this…she needed to get fucked so badly.Brian slammed into her over and over again, his sensitivity already lowered from getting off earlier. She spoon angry fucked her about a solid 30 minutes, bringing her to multiple orgasms. He moved her into doggy style, grabbed her hair, and proceeded to bring her to two more orgasms while slamming his pelvis into her ass over and over.He finally turned her over onto her back, got between her legs, and began to gently fuck her with slow deep strokes. For the first time since the car ride, they locked eyes. His slow methodical strokes edging Becca, knowing her body, and knowing how to draw a deep slow orgasm from her. He kept it up, staring into her eyes….his eyes showing passion and love, not anger and hate.”I love you Brian…oh god I love you. I’m so sorry for what I did” Becca moaned”It’s ok baby…I love you too, this was our fault. We did it, not you. We did. No matter what, your here with me…you are mine, and you always will be” Brian said, as he pushed deeper and deeper into her, causing Becca to shake and quiver, a deep orgasm penetrating thru her body as her legs wrapped around her husband. “Oh …oh fuck” Becca said, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body went stiff, her toes curling.Her orgasm lasted for over 60 seconds, one of the most powerful ones she ever has had. The pent up guilt, frustration, horniness, love, forgiveness, all released at once. She felt Brian’s cock swell inside her, and cum deep, as her orgasm sucked him up inside her. His cock being trapped like a vice inside her spasming pussy.He felt her release and sink into the bed, her body limp. His body exhausted, as he laid on top of her. Her fingers lightly tracing his back, her legs spread, his cock still dribbling cum into her pussy.”I love you” I said to her, giving her a kiss. She told me she loved me too. After cleaning up, we both fell asleep, holding each other.Just as I was about to doze off, the random thought popped in my head.”What happens if its more than a kiss”.That was a week ago…
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