It had been several weeks since my wild night out with the girls (and the boys). The night must have awoken an inner lust as all I could think about was sex. I jumped on my husband a few times and he pumped his little cock into me and then came within seconds, the say the least - I wasn't satisfied, I hadn't had an orgasm since Dan and his mates had fucked me sore and my pussy was starting to yearn again! My old man was at work as usual and it was a boiling hot summers day when I returned from yoga in my leggings and crop top, holding my tanned big tits only just in place. I grabbed a juice from the fridge and feeling as horny as goat in spring I ran my manicured fingers over my sweaty Lycra covered shaved cunt. My body fingerling. I slid my fingers down into my leggings and quivered as I pushed them deep into my slit. Just as that happened the doorbell rang. I walked swiftly to the door hoping whoever it was, they wouldn't stay long, I was gagging to get myself up stairs and thrust my 10" dildo in me until I squirted. I opened the door and as my eyes locked onto the hunk standing there. It was in fact a distant friend of mines husband. He ran a local garage and was returning my husbands car from its MOT. I invited him in and he asked how I'd been since we'd last seen each other at a party months ago. I offered him a cuppa and we stood in the kitchen and chatted as I made the brew. I couldn't help but let my eyes wonder over his body. Joe was 39 and built like a brick shit house. He payed a lot of rugby when he was younger and now does a little coaching for a junior team. He has a close cut shaved head, clean cut beard and arms bigger than my thighs. He used to play scum half he had told me before - solid through and though. He'd been a bouncer a few years ago too when he had business troubles and that was an additional income. He had a thick gold chain around his neck and a grey tight vest hugged every inch of his chunky meaty body. His overalls were tied at his waist and a pair of filthy boots on his big feet. I often wondered what he was sporting under those overalls. His arms were covered in tattoos. He joked about the hot weather whilst wiping his brow. He sleeve tattoos were glistening with sweat as was his neck and I was mesmerised by the dark very damp chest hair sprouting out from the top and sides of his sweaty vest. My husband was skinny and hairless with a 5 inch pecker, small bell end and two smallish scantily haired balls. He was light years away from the man bull standing in front of me. We chatted in there in the kitchen as I made him a brew, making sure I bend right over to fetch the milf from the fridge, giving him an eye full of my round tight arse. We moved into the lounge and sat down. My eyes still wondering all over him. I commented on his tattoos and he told me the stories and reasons behind some of the eclectic designs on his well inked sleeved arms. I moved closer to get a better look at some of the details he began to tell me about the snake that your could just about make out within the artwork it crept around his large upper arm and went under it....as he was describing it and tracing it up with his other finger he suddenly lifted his big bicep up, literally inches from my face. The snake did indeed one under his upper arm and then disappeared deep in the undergrowth of this ample overly hairy pecs. What struck me was the testosterone scent from his armpits. If my husband had exposed his pits to me I would have gone mad but this was so different. There I was sitting staring into this damp crevice inhaling the smell of man. It was sending a shocking tingle to my already very wet cunt. His pits, unlike my husbands were thick with very dark, very sweaty longish hairs. The hair on his chest crept around the side of his body to meet his pit hair. I wanted to touch it so badly. He dropped his arm quickly, joking "sorry I probably shouldn't have done that, they probably stink!" H went on to talk about the hot weather and then proceeded to lift them again a little. And he gave each of them in turn a good sniff. "Are you on promise tonight?" I boldly asked him! "Your wife is a lucky lady!" He blushed and I so did I after saying such bold things to a man I'd only met a few times. I took this opportunity to fake off my sports top, leaving me only in my sports bra. "Your old mans the lucky one" joe said. I laughed and said "change would be a fine thing. I think my cunts closed up. I'm probably tighter than my teenage daughter!" Joe laughed. "I know what you mean - it's a bit like that for me. I haven't had sex for over a month!" I couldn't believe it. I mean who wouldn't want to have sex its this stallion. "Well at least you have your wrist to help you out!" Joe laughed and shook his head as he relaxed back into the sofa. "I'm not really into wanking." He bold told me. "Don't get me wrong, it's nice from time to time but I don't do it much. I never get the chance, I haven't shot a load in weeks now! My nuts think my dicks been cut off! My small kids are always there and stuff, it's difficult to get any alone time, I started the other day in our spare room that doubles ones a tv and games room and no sooner i had my meat inflated in my hand - the youngest walked in and I had to stuff it back in my joggers. Although it's probably for the best as when I come..." He then cut off and stopped talking. I asked if everything was OK. He reassured me he was fine. And so I said " when you come...go on you were saying!" I then began to obviously gently rub my crotch through my Lycra. Feeling the wetness from my earlier workout and from the shear excitement of all this dirty talk. "Well..." He continued; "I'm an embarrassingly heavy shooter! I cum loads!" My cunt squelched with sexual excitement. What a dirty boy, taking about this to me. "When I wanked in my games room once before, I fuckin came across the carpet and splashed the curtains! I managed to clean it up - thing was I had only come about 3 days ago and then I remember a few years ago I was on a stag do in Ibiza and me and the lads fucked this bit of skirt from Birmingham in a gangbang. We all spunked over her Tits face after having a go on her and when I came all the lads were like - fuck me joe. How much have you got. Honestly, my boy was coming for ages. I was embarrassed and the lass was fuckin downing in my sauce" he laughed and kept grinning. "I hadn't come for about 3 weeks then, so I know my balls hold a lot. I had to strip the bed and roll them up in the corner as the boys wouldn't sleep on those sheets, as they were soaked in stinky cum - most of it mine!" He laughed. "Aren't you hairy I commented!" "I know - like a fuckin bear my Mrs says!" He replied. "Are you hairy all over?" I added. "Erm...well my chest, pits, legs are hairy" Joe said smiling. "What about your balls?" He burst into laughter. "Yeah my two veg are pretty furry. I do have my balls waxed with my back and arse for special occasions - you know, like holidays away and stuff." I told him to show me his hairy legs - betting him that they couldn't be that hairy. He laughed and said "I'll have to drop my overalls?!" He the gave me a dirty inviting grin. I simply smiled back whilst sipping my tea. He stood up, untied his overalls arms that were around his waist and dropped them to the floor. He then stood only in a pair of tight white Calvin Klein boxer briefs, both leg holes filled to bursting with two huge thick set thighs. He was right his legs were hairy. My husbands were only lightly haired and in places were smoother than mine. Joes were covered with a thick dark carpet of the stuff. In his pants sat a large bulge, the fabric clearly stretching to accommodate the meaty contents. The very hot weather had clearly and understandably sweat and there were clear wet patches were his nuts sat and where his thighs disappeared into his crotch. He bent back down to pull his overalls back up. I jumped up and stopped him. "I haven't seen how hairy you are everywhere yet?!" I demanded. He simply grinned. "Why don't you take a look inside my kegs then!" He said smiling at me. With that, I grasped his damp underwear waist band and slowly slid them down over his huge thighs. I knelt before him in order to get as close as I could to him cock. There in front of me was this prize bulls manhood, it hung down, slightly pumped up with blood due to all the sexual excitement uncut with the bell end sneaking out the end, it was surrounded by a thick dark forest of hairs, but this didn't distract from the mass of flesh there. Under hung a large ball bag with two huge nuts in. It didn't hand too low, but looked absolutely massive - I grasped his hairy sack, I could barely get it in one hand as I massaged the two orbs of sexual pleasure within it in my fingers. The whole thing was the size of very large cooking apple. What a world away from my husbands little walnuts. I squeezed tighter and heard Joe moan with pleasure. My fingers could now feel his scrotum and thick pipework concealed at the back of his sex bag. I couldn't wait any longer. The smell of this hunks sweaty sex organs sent a surge to my groin and his testosterone filled the air. With my other hand I grabbed his ever growing cock and pulled back his foreskin to reveal his big dark purple helmet. It was seeping copious amounts of pre-cum and his cock grew harder and harder and bigger and bigger in my hand. The veins stuck out at the sides and his bell end which was the size of a plum glistened in the light. I slid the whole end into my mouth and heard Joe moan and he grabbed the back of my head. He pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. He tasted amazing. Like a man should taste. I released myself and he fell back into the sofa. Still on my knees in front of him, I dove into balls and began to lap at the hairy orbs like a woman possessed, attempting but failing because of their shear size to take them into my mouth. I chewed at the loose skin and licked myself back to joes big cock. I went to town, sucking and slurping like a porn star. I stood up and turned around. Looking over my shoulder at this hunk on the sofa "do you want to see how hairy I am?" I asked. He nodded in amazement of what was happening. I thrust down my Lycra leggings and bent over in front of Joe. He stood up behind me, and I felt him placing his hand not my cunt, sliding his fingers gently between my lips. "Fuck, your soaking wet Mrs" he said. I simply nodded and giggled. He proceeded to rub and play with my pussy. He stood me upright and turned me around. I removed my crop top and was now totally naked in front of this practice stranger. It felt great. Joe grabbed my titis with both hands and squeezed them hard, he then lowered himself and each in turn licked and sucked my pink nips until they were hard as bullets. I could feel my pussy aching for attention and running wet in anticipation of having the huge cock that's bouncing about only inches from my body inside of me. "Why don't we do upstairs, it's more comfortable up there" I asked. He simply smacked my arse hard "lead the way you stunner". He kicked off boots and overalls, complete with pants. Here I was a married slut about to take this stud, I thought to myself as I held his big hand and led him up our ornate staircase. Me completely naked and Joe only in his vest. We got into my bed room and he grabbed me and kissed my deeply. His hand gripping my small soft bum cheeks. I laid-back on the bed and he dove into my wet pussy. "That answers the question. On how hairy you are!" He said, I giggled. " shaved smooth...and fucking stunning" he said he then went to town on my cunt. His tongue sliding in and out, biting my exposed clit. It send wave after wave of pleasure through my body. I was shacking. Joe stood up and kissed me, his beard covered min my cunt juice. He stood back and peeled off his vest and threw it to the floor. He stood there as if he'd won a competition and was about to claim his prize. His chest was indeed covered in hair. His sweaty fur spread across his thick-set chest, each pec muscle was prominent and meaty. I know some skinny girls with smaller breasts that this hunk, I thought! This glossy chest hair thickened slightly own the centre of this chest and then spread out again over his beefy belly and then down to meat the forest above his cock. He looked amazing with his thick gold chain and full sleeve tattoos. Lines of sweat ran down the side of his body. His large cock stuck out in front of him and looked delicious. "Get inside me!" I demanded from him. He grinned and he violently pulled me towards him, Joe lowered himself down onto me and with his right hand rubbed his big bell end over and over my lips. On purpose I think, winding my sexual needs up, not that they needed it. If I didn't get fucked now, I thought I was going to burst! His hairy chest and belly was ticking my body, I wasnt use to being with such a hairy beast and my hands began to wonder over his shoulders and down to feel his slightly hairy shoulder blades and back. My hands went down to try to pull him into me and I felt his arse. Now as I've said already, I'm used to a little smooth slightly flabby arse fucking me - this felt so different. I gripped onto his two thick muscly cheeks, both covered in damp hair. I know some girls might not be turned on by this, I thought, as my nails dug in, urging him to enter me. He suddenly stopped "sorry, my arse is so fuckin hairy at the moment, you don't need to touch it if you don't want to" he said. "Are you kidding, I think I it's sexy" I said. "Most birds hate it. That's why when me and the lads go away or even when I think we might be on the pull over ere on a Saturday night. I have to book in for a fucking back sack and crack wax so I'm smooth for the girls and I clipper my chest back and trim my pubes and shit, you know. Bet your old man does for you, doesn't he darrlin?!" I laughed. "My husband has the body of a 18 year old nerd and not in a good way. He's hairless! That's why I'm in ore for a real man." He laughed. "Good job I haven't been waxed for a couple of weeks then isn't it! Maybe you'd like to see me smooth one day. My muscles show up more." He smiled and with that I felt the large head of his cock enter my now aching cunt, with a audible grunt he slid inside my wet hole. I could feel my lips caressing his cock and feeling every ridge and vein. My cunt stretched to accommodate his heavy meat. It just kept coming in, filling me to breaking point. Then I felt his pubes tickle my pussy and his balls mash into my bum and I knew he was all the way home. Kissing my cervix for good luck. He slowly slid back out, my pussy was gripping his cock, hungry to keep up inside. His pace quickened until he was fucking me like a bull on my marital bed. He suddenly pulled out, his cock dripping with pre-cum and my juices. He ordered me to bend over, I immediately did as I was told, thrusting my arse towards him. His hard cock slipped straight back into me. His bloated bell end hit the depths of my cunt and I could feel his big hairy ball bag slapping violently against my pussy with each deep, quick thrust. I looked up at the mirror on bedroom wall and could see joes huge frame thrusting home. Sweat was dripping from him onto my back. His chest hair was glistening wet and his shaved head was shining in the light. He growled and slapped me hard across my arse, then again, and again. "That's one tight pussy you've got girl" he said. He roared like a stallion on heat and I knew he was close to coming. "Where shall I cum?" He grunted, still pounding my pussy into next week. I considered my options for a second or two; "all over my tits!" I told him. He pulled violently out of me. My cunt had never felt so empty! It was gaping open. He twisted my hips so that I returned to lying on my back. I grabbed my big tits and started massaging them. He lined up with my pussy again, standing on the floor next to the bed and thrust his meaty member back into like a hot knife slicing through butter, me sending shivers over my body. I felt another orgasm building and as he trust deeper and faster, it ripped through like never before. I was thrashing on the bed and gushing on his cock. As I begin to climb down from cumming, Joe looked at me in the eyes and said, "I'm gonna cum", within seconds, his cock was out and as I looked down it was hovering over my pussy, twitching, it was shiny and wet from all the pussy juice and pre-cum. It looked huge and angry, the helmet was dark red and swollen and every vein stuck out like never before. His balls has drawn up close to his body in anticipation of what they've longed for for weeks, to be emptied! Each ball sat either side of joes cock, I could see the ample size if each one, all the bag skin had disappeared. His nuts were so tight and drawn up, I could actually see all the veins and thick pipework. With his hand on my hips and his cock hovering mid air, he began shooting his man muck. I say shooting, it was more of a cross between shooting and pouring...it oozed out of his slit like there was no tomorrow. His first shots fired thick, long lines of the stuff all over my tits and the the next few over my belly. He fired about 7 huge streams of thick white, smelly stale spunk until his cock dribbled the remainder onto my wet belly. The dribbles were like a slow running tap, continuously draining the overdue seed from his balls. He was a heavy cummer for sure! Joe as you can imagine was in absolute ecstasy. He was grunting and moaning loudly as the pressure released from his overfilled baby bag. As I wiped the sweat from his brow as he liked himself to me, he kissed me like I've not been kissed since I was dating. Long, deep, passionate. As he did, I could feel his still impressively hard cock rubbing at my lips, he pushed forward and re-entered me. His cum covered cock sliding easily deep back into me. He stopped when his pubes hit my pussy. I could again feel his balls hanging and rubbing on my arse, they must have deflated and reset in there bag quickly - starting up a long overdue production of another big batch of fresh baby source. He fucked me slowly for about 10 minutes. Still hard, until finally his cock began to soften slightly and he slid out. His cum was matted into his chest hair and as he stood, and turned around I noticed just sweaty we'd got, his back was wetter than if he'd just got out the shower! I got up and grabbed a fresh towel from the drawer and handed it to him. We chatted about how much we both enjoyed it. I offered him a shower, commenting that "your wife will wonder what you've been doing all afternoon". He smiled with that seductive grin and as he wiped the sweat from his overly hairy chest and then, starting at his wet pits, proceeded to wipe his whole body dry "nah, thanks anyway but I always have a shower when I get home from work, especially in this hot weather. My Mrs won't notice anything different. I'll just say I had a busy afternoon. She knows how stupidly hot the garage gets in summer. If I'm there in my own, I work topless and I'm still dripping". He grinned and I knew he was still flirting with me. Despite emptying his balls all over me minutes before, he still had seduction in the brain. "I better make a move though" he said and pulled on his vest, instantly making it visibly wet with sweat in places he's not dried properly. I pulled on a sexy silk gown and we headed downstairs. I watched from behind as he descended the stairs and couldn't believe I'd just fucked this big stud, his big muscly arse, moved like poetry in motion. The wet hairs covering it, now glossy with sweat. His huge muscular tattooed back flexing in the wet vest with each fast paced step. He bounced quickly down to the living room. Grabbing his pants and quickly repacking his large now completely flaccid meat back into them, despite his soft state, he still hung a good 6" uncut and his cock was as thick and juicy as earlier. Did I think his balls were smaller now they were empty, no not really, they looked more relaxed and hung a little lower but they were still much bigger than average, and certainly hairier. He pulled on his sock, overalls and tied then again at the waist and put his big boots back on. He came up to me and grabbed me. Thanking me for taking care of him. He said he hadn't fucked like that for years and that I was a stunning woman. We kissed long and deep again. I clung onto him and run my hands down his big sweaty neck and down his vest clad back. His big hands simply squeezed my bum, a check literally in each hand. Then he was gone. Out the door and away. I did see his wife at a local summer fate and we chatted briefly about a load of shit. She showed me some clothing she was donating to the charity stall, amongst them was a pair of white CK boxer briefs that were joes, the stupid bitch joked that he kept stretching them out of shape, "well that's because you don't empty your blokes balls often enough" I thought, but obviously didn't say" but I kept thinking through the whole conversation....I know just how big and hairy your husbands balls are and you have no idea! As a footnote and a tease for the next story, Joe did keep in touch by the odd naughty text and we did arrange for him to come back to see me when I was home alone and obviously his balls were once again in desperate need of relief. What made this time slightly different was what he wrote in one of his last texts he sent me a day or two before we'd plan to see each other again, it read "Can't wait to be in you again babe! You're so sexy! Btw I'm off on a lads holidays on Monday so I want to empty my boys before I go!" I replied; "I can't have you going away with full balls, you'll be trying to fuck the air stewardess on the plane to relieve them! Can't wait to see your tan! My cunt's hungry for your cock and hairy balls" he immediately answered; "sure you can lick my tan lines any day! Yeah don't want my balls swollen and hurting on the plane - need to empty them in you so bad! Btw hope you don't mind but, cos the holiday, I'm smooth, I've had my body waxed all over even my cock and nuts are smooth as fuck. I'm like a fucking new born! lol" My pussy dripped with excitement and we did indeed meet the day before his holiday and let's just say, hairy as a gorilla or smooth as silk, this bloke knows how to use his dick, and he can fuck!