My husband took me to my first college football game last fall. We went as part of a large group of alumni. The alumni organization booked a block of rooms at a hotel close to the stadium. After a full day of tailgating, the game, dinner and more drinks, we continued the party in a room that adjoined ours.

The occupant of the room was probably the youngest alumnus of the group. I'm sure I was introduced at some time during the day but I had met so many people that day, I forgot most of their names by this point. Anyway, there was nothing about this guy that set him apart except maybe that he was the shortest of all the guys. He just seemed average to me, so in my mind I nicknamed him Average Joe.

There were at least twenty people crammed into Joe's room. After a few more drinks, hubby was totally fucked up. After being horny as hell all day long, I knew I was not going to get hubby's cock that night. Because there were so many people in Joe's room, we opened the adjoining door so we could utilize the bathroom from our room also. Hubby was done for the day so I decided to get him into bed. We snuck away from the party through the adjoining door but neglected to lock it. I got hubby undressed, which was an ordeal in itself, and into bed. I was feeling a bit frustrated because I was super horny and his dick was limp as a noodle.

By the time I undressed and was ready to climb into bed, there was no noise coming from Joe's room so I assumed the party had ended. I wanted to check my email and see if I had any missed calls before crashing but I couldn't find my phone. I thought maybe I left it in Joe's room.

Not wanting to get dressed, I wrapped myself in a towel and quietly tried to open the door to Joe's room. The door was not locked and I tiptoed in. The room was dark except for the TV was on with no sound. Joe had pulled the covers completely off the bed and was lying naked on it, sound asleep. I didn't pay much attention to him because I just wanted to find my phone. I went to the sofa and to my relief found it between the cushions.

When I turned to leave, I got a much better look at Joe. I stopped in my tracks. Average Joe was average in every aspect except where it mattered most. His cock was anything but average. It was laying across his thigh and I just stood there, gawking at it and wondering how big it was when erect. I had my phone in my hand and said to myself, "What the fuck, take a picture".

I had been fucking horny as hell all day long and now, right in front of me was the most magnificent looking cock I had ever seen. I wanted to rip off my towel and simply ravish Joe's cock. I wanted it in every hole!

"What the fuck are you doing!" Joe shouted as he suddenly awoke to the sight of me snapping photos wearing only a bath towel. Joe sat up and grabbed a pillow to cover his manhood. "You have to leave! Your husband is right there and he's gonna kick the shit out of me!"

"He's out cold." I replied as I turned and noticed I had left the door open. I quietly shut it and locked it before walking over to the side of the bed. Joe looked absolutely terrified and kept whining about me having to leave and how he didn't want hubby to kick his ass. All the while he ranted I noticed his gaze going up and down my body. The little shit was checking me out! Here he was, scared shitless, but still couldn't resist keeping his eyes off me.

"Are you looking at my tits?!?" I sternly asked. Joe just stared at me blankly, and stammered trying to find the right words. He was sitting up with his back against the headboard and still covering his cock with a pillow. I decisively climbed on the bed, straddling his calves. "Do you want to see them?"

Joe was dumbfounded and fearful at the same time. He had no answer so I loosened my towel and let it fall to the bed. Joe had loosened his grip on the pillow and I snatched it away from him as he was preoccupied with checking out my tits and the rest of my body. I'm sure he could feel the warmth and wetness of my pussy against his legs, further distracting him.

Joe's cock was getting larger. It was time for me to go in for the kill as Joe was now starting to think with his cock instead of his brain. I leaned forward and began kissing him passionately. As I inched forward along his loins, I could feel his cock become fully erect as it was sandwiched between my belly and his.

My heart started to race and my pussy ached for Joe's cock. Forget foreplay, just give me that big fucking cock! I raised my hips, grabbed Joe's throbbing cock and guided it to my aching pussy. I broke off our kiss only to let out a moan of pleasure as I slowly lowered myself on that glorious cock. Joe's cock stretched my pussy and completely filled me.

Joe had completely forgotten about hubby right next door and grabbed my ass with both hands and forced his cock deeper inside of me. I ground my pussy against Joe's loins, my arms wrapped around his neck and my tongue down his throat. Needless to say, I came immediately. Thankfully, Joe was just getting started.

Earlier, I had very little contact with Average Joe. I thought him to be a bit shy and quiet, an introvert so to speak. We've all heard the old wives tale about the shy and quiet ones to be the best lovers. Joe was an examplar of that tale. In fact he was soon to prove he was not only a good lover, he was an absolute incredible fucker!

Joe took hold of my heaving tits and pushed me slightly away from him and spread his legs wide. I leaned back, supporting myself with my hands on his knees. As Joe squeezed my tits and my super hard nipples he dropped one hand down and began massaging my clit with his thumb. I came instantly once again. As I tried to get past this orgasm, while my entire body was convulsing violently and trembling, Joe continued his assault.

Sliding out from underneath me, Joe knelt between my thighs. He placed both hands on the inside of my thighs and lifted them and spread them wide. His massive cock came to rest on my soaked pussy and he rocked his pelvis to and fro, rubbing his cock along the length of my pussy before it found its way between my lips and eventually deep inside of me. Once deep inside Joe started to fuck the shit out of me. His strokes were long, forcefull and fast. Needless to say I came again and again. I tried squeezing my thighs together in an attempt to get him to slow down just so my fucking orgasm had a chance to subside. Joe kept pounding my pussy and I seemed to be lost in one mind-blowing perpetual blissful orgasm.

I couldn't stand it any more. I was flailing my head from side to side and screaming wildly as Joe pummeled my pussy. Finally, I sensed Joe could hold back no longer. "Cum on my face!" I commanded.

Joe quickly withdrew his big throbbing cock covered with my creamy cum and straddled my stomach. I squeezed my tits together tightly, opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. Joe stroked his cock furiously and soon began spraying long, thick, warm streams of his cum on my face and tits. His cum tasted so fucking good! I scraped up us much as I could and licked it seductively off my fingers. Joe just sat astride me, mesmerized by the little show I was putting on for him devouring his load and massaging my tits.

When Joe climbed off of me, I struggled to climb off the bed. My legs were wobbly and weak. I picked up my towel and cleaned myself up, giving Joe another little show. I then nonchalantly left Joe's room blowing him a little devilish kiss. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I heard Joe lock it from his side. I think he was more afraid of getting beat up now than earlier.

I quietly climbed into bed and tried to fall asleep but all I could think about was the incredible fucking Joe gave me. I curled up next to hubby. He stirred and then began playing with my tits and rubbing my sore, aching pussy. I let him have his way with me. Now, don't get me wrong, hubby is a very thoughtful and thorough lover and always leaves me satisfied, but after getting fucked by Joe it was like going to an amusement park, riding the biggest, baddest roller coaster then getting on the merry-go-round. The coaster was fucking amazing and the merry-go-round, nice.

The next morning while having coffee hubby started up a conversation. "I don't know if I was dreaming or what, but I think what's-his-name next door got lucky....really lucky. I never heard a woman make as much noise as what I heard through the wall. I thought it sounded like you at first but I knew you were in bed and you don't make near that much noise."

"Good for him." I replied. "By the way, I think his name is Joe....or maybe it's Dick."