By the time everyone had finally left it was after eleven. Dan came back out to the garden with a beer, whispering his apologies. It had meant to be a straight forward hook up, but when I arrived at his place, his wife and a few branches friends and family were there, a surprise being hosted for one of them, a secret he was not even in on.
It was the hardest thing to play along with being a friend from work, but it felt worth it as he handed me the cold one. He took my hand and led me away from the patio to the decking where there was a wide pergola. I sat down and he stood in front of me. He told me how good I had been at covering up why I was there and who I was complimenting me on being the ultimate definition of discretion. He started to rub his crotch as he looked at me and I could not help but do the same. I had been horny all night and only now had I realised how pent up I was hoping something would still happen.

“Are you still hungry?” He asked smiling. I sat up straight, my face nearer to him and I jumped when the fence rattled, a latch pulled and a man stepped through his garden gate. I looked back to Dan who put his finger to his lips, shhh. I was led to stand and they stood either side of me. Hands undid my shirt and slid around my chest, then into my jeans, undoing them, pushing them down and murmurs of appreciation as they played their grabbing hands over my silky underwear.

Dan sat down the boutique table and left his friend groping and pawing at me. His hands pushed in my knickers moved behind me and leant me forward. He moved back from me and I saw underneath me his tracks his the deck and heard the wrinkle of a wrapper. Cold squirted on my bum, he guided it to my crack. I looked up seeing movement from Dan, he had put some condoms on the table, his friend took one.

I waited in horny anticipation as he calmly put it on then with no delay his cock probed my hole and the popped inside. I gasped and Dan chuckled, shushing me softly once more. He slid easily in til I felt a bushy press of hair against my bum. He took me slowly at first, but when I started to clench on him I felt his pace pick up. I found that I was gasping in time to him and then he tensed, ‘gonna come,’ he managed to say. I had not noticed Dan move, but he had and was now stood. Leaning across me whispered to his friend who held in place inside me for a few heartbeats the with Dan’s coaching, he pulled slowly out and slumped into the next chair over.
In the dim light I could see Dan smiling at me. He took the cushion from his seat and put it on the floor. I knelt on it and he pushed his shorts down. I could not see it, but I felt it, his hard dick clipped me on the chin and I reached for it with my mouth like I was bobbing for an apple. I cannot deny that I was not expecting his girth. He had told me earlier and for a while now how his wife did not put out, he explained it was due to his size and in my cynicism I was thinking the other way. But he was huge and I was not complaining. Her loss was my gain.

I could barely get the head in, but he picked up on my enthusiasm and helped try and push it in. His hand was in my hair and he was saying something, but I could not make it out. More wet squirted on my lower back and I looked with my eyes to see his friend no longer sat there. His hand worked the lube down once more and her fingered me, two, then three fingers, oh my god was all I could think, which came out as long moan silenced by his cock stuffed in my mouth. He was pumping his hips a bit now, but there was still barely any of him in me, my lips stung a bit at the side.

Feeling a pull in my rear I found I was being manoeuvred, finger hooked and I stood cautiously, rising with the motion. Dan’s face was right by mine, he moved to speak near my ear, “I want to fuck,” he breathed, “I need it.” My heart was pounding.
“Me too,” I replied. I looked to the table and picked up another sachet, opening it and squirting the cool lube on my hand then on to his cock. He was about six inches and I could not make my finger and thumb touch as I stroked him, it was not even close.

He turned me round and I fought the urge to resist, but it was not a reflex, it was real, every touch stretched my hole, a sensation I was worried by and excited by. I was starting to thing it would not work when he moved away. Before I could look to see what was going on, my shoulders were pushed and I was over the table once more. My beer was put to my lips and I took a pull, then it was taken away and I her yelped this time. The hard glass pushed on my slick hole and then sunk in.
“You need to relax,” his friend said, it seemed obvious, but it helped, more than the neck pushed in an dI felt his fingers work around it too, I could not help it, I pushed back. “Here’s problem,” he said softly, his hand finding my cock. I was surprised that I felt so hard, but so grateful for this touch too. He pulled gently but with pace as he used the bottle on me, working it with ease now. I felt my legs go to jelly rather than tense and I was shaking in silent orgasm, still trying to respect the quiet of his garden. I heard my come hit the decking in dollops and then as my legs pretty much gave up, both their hands lowered me down. There was a rug or something down now and it was pretty comfortable. I felt a warm buzz through out, my legs being moved as they were straddled, Dan I knew as soon as his big dick hit my bum once more. This time he leant over me, near lying on my back. His cock felt so slick now, I was glad he had more lube on.

This time when he pushed only hole, it stretched and I groaned out, more like a growl. Fuck, he was in. I cannot deny it hurt, no not hurt, just something so new, like I had not felt in an age, any sensation of pain taken away by the beautiful feeling of being filled. Oh so filled.

He fucked me slowly, clearly savouring the feeling of being in me and I was so pleased for that. He was speaking again, but like before I could not hear the words and did not really care. He pushed himself up a bit and I lifted my rear. He took his weight on his arms and he fucked me in strokes as long as he dare. I found I would follow him back on his withdraw, I did not want to let him go, he could stay in me like this - oh wow, he plunged in now, my mind and all thoughts left me momentarily. As he fucked me, I looked up to see his friend, his cock out of its sheath and at my face. He did not ask or wait, he took my mouth, all the way in, fucking me like his pal.

When his hand grabbed my hair his pace quickened and so did Dan’s. I felt my own cock twitch as he hit the back of my throat and then released, squirting come in my throat, my mouth and as he slipped, over my face too. Clearly what Dan needed, he followed suit.

I could barely keep quiet as he banged me, his massive thick cock filing me, denying me, filling me, denying me, then it swelled that little bit more and pump after pump he held in me and his come pulsed into me.

I lay there until I heard the gate go once more. Dan got up and it was just the two of us again. May knickers had only made it to my ankles. I pulled them straight, catching my breath as he pulled his clothes back on. About half an hour later I nearly spat my drink out when his wife came back out and joined us. She did not bat an eyelid that I was there in a tee shirt and silky french knickers. She kissed her man and handed out the beers she had brought us. I was offered a bed for the night and I declined at first, but I looked at them, cuddled up an doling right at me, what can be the harm I thought.