Any guys wondering whether size matters to their wives
The other day I came home and told my wife Jan that Bill got drunk at the office party and exposed himself. I said that Bill had the biggest dick I ever saw, easily nine inches long and very thick. I said you should have seen the jaws drop on the women in the office. I was surprised when Jan said, 'Do you think Bill would show me?' I told her that I didn't know, but she could ask him if she wanted. Boy, she was on the phone to Bill, whom we see socially a lot, instantly. 'Hey, Bill, I hear you've got a really big dick,' she said into the phone. It turns out that Bill is pretty proud of his equipment, and didn't see a problem with showing Jan as long as I didn't mind.
That weekend Bill came over. He pulled it out. But it wasn't erect. Jan said, 'Honey, would you jack Bill off?' OK that surprised me. But as soon as I saw Bill smile and watched him get a hard-on I wanted to do it for some reason. So I obligated her. I admit that the size felt good in my hand. He came quickly and easily. But I am pleased to report that my average dick produces more semen and sprays it further than his big dick. When I finished, Bill thanked him, and said I really know how to jerk a guy off. 'How about returning the favour?' I said. 'Sure, he answered, 'Whip it out.' Thinking about Jan watching another man jerk me off really turned me on. I pulled out my hard-on, which pointed straight up instead of straight out like Bill's. Bill was obviously an expert masturbator too. To Jan's delight, I came quickly and, as I expected, there was a lot more semen to clean up for me than for Bill, which they both noticed and commented on. Jan tasted both our semen because, as she put it, 'I'm curious if there is any difference in taste.' But I don't think she cared for it because she said, 'Now I know why I don't like giving blow jobs'. I asked Jan if she wanted me or Bill to jill her. But she said she wanted to go and get a really big dildo and take care of herself. 'Can we watch?' Bill asked. 'Sure', she playfully said. And we all went to the local sex shop. You can imagine what happened after we got back. Best Saturday afternoon I ever!