14 comments/ 44954 views/ 38 favorites Appetite for A Lot More By: runtz4 This is a "spicier" version of the original story I wrote entitled, "Appetite for More." This story contains small penis humiliation, and introduces themes of cuckolding. This story is in the fetish category for those reasons, if this does not interest you please move on to the next story. As always feedback is appreciated. ***** It wasn't like her at all. We've always had a good sex life, at least I thought so, but this was different than anything I'd experienced before. My wife simply seemed more sexual than she's ever been. This was the eighth day in a row that she initiated sex, and not just a blasé, "hey you want to?" with a wink and a nod to the bedroom, as she had in the past. For the past several days she has been more adventurous and aggressive than ever. Please don't think I am complaining one bit - I am not, I am just saying it's not our normal routine, and it seemed to come out of nowhere. I love my wife and I think she's beautiful. Angie and I have been married a bit over 10 years now, and even in her thirties I find her sexy as hell. And it's not just me; I see how other men look at her. At just five feet tall, she doesn't stand out in a crowd for her height. But with double D breasts on her petite 115-pound frame she's hard not to notice. Waiters seem to be overly attentive when she eats out, And all the teen boys at the neighborhood pool suddenly need some extra time to get out of the pool when she shows up in her nearly see through white bathing suit. I've seen it on more than one occasion those boys doing their best to hide their erections as they were made to leave the water for "adult swim" at the end of every hour. Angie is strikingly sexy, and I love touching her. When she's just lounging around the house in her yoga pants and t-shirt, I have a hard time keeping my hands to myself. Just thinking about rubbing my hands over her thick firm ass gets me hard. When she stands at the sink doing the dishes, it's rare that I don't take advantage of her position. I start by giving her a gentle front to back hug, and then allow my hands to trace her body from her firm stomach to her hips, then up her sides cupping her generous breasts and slightly teasing her nipples. I love touching her like that. And while she usually, not always, responds favorably to my touch, she's never seemed all that interested in sex. Last Friday night we had sex, nothing spectacular, and nothing out of the norm, just sex. It's almost always the same, we start off with a little caressing, a little licking, some kissing, and then after several minutes of me warming her up orally I moved into position. Gently, I placed the tip of my dick against her and slid slowly deep inside her. I rested there, just barely grinding my hips. I learned a long time ago that sex is more about grinding than rubbing. "It's more like making mashing potatoes than driving a nail." A buddy of mine once told me. He was right, and once I learned how to mash and grind my sex life drastically improved. And Angie, seems to enjoy it. And from time to time she might ask if I am in the mood, but she's never been the one to just physically initiate any kind of sex. After a few minutes of slowly grinding I was getting close to cumming, I've never had great stamina and always thought that the more we had sex the longer I'd last, but that just doesn't seem to be the case. I pulled out and went back to work with my mouth and fingers helping her get closer and buying me some more time. I could hear her breathing increase and she started wiggling, fucking my tongue and rubbing herself deeper and harder on my face. I rolled over allowing her to ride me, giving her the freedom to move however she needed to in order to orgasm. She quickly got in position and lowered herself taking me inside her without hesitation. Her eyes clinched tight, as she bit her lower lip. I love having her on top, I can nuzzle her breasts and quickly switch from groping them to messaging her ass, and gripping her hips pushing myself deeper inside her. She sat up on her knees, and I knew she was close. She reached down and with lightning speed buffed her engorged clit as she continued to swirl around on my pulsating penis. "Fuck!" I grunted, I gripped her hips thrusting myself inside her. I convulsed as she rocked back and forth on my erupting dick. Still working her button, she tightened around my now spent, and deflating penis. "Yes... Yes... Yes..." She muttered as she exploded in bliss, trembling and gripping her tits in her hands. As her pussy shuddered in orgasm my penis was spat out, limp, lifeless and useless. It was good. She laid down beside me catching her breath for a few minutes as I brushed my fingers over her hips and thighs. This was pretty typical for us, sometimes I would finish her off with my mouth before mounting her, and other times we'd use a small vibrator to help her climax. The next morning however, I woke up to Angie sucking my dick. Evidently she woke up and saw that I was erect and decided to give me a wonderful gift. Once she saw I was awake though she rolled over, "Fuck me from behind" She said. We'd never done it like this before, sure we've done doggie style and was one of my favorites, but not with her flat on her back. I quickly straddled her thighs felt between her legs with my hand. She was wet and ready to fuck. I slid my penis between her legs, under her thick ass and started humping. "You can put it in now." She said looking at me over her shoulder. "I am not in?" I asked "No, silly your just humping my legs, but I want to feel you inside me." I wiggled, scooted and thrusted, by I couldn't feel her opening. "I can't find it." I said. "I think maybe you ass is getting in the way." I said playfully and gave it swat. She arched her back slightly giving me some access to her hot opening," There now can it reach?" "I am in baby." I humped her from behind, playing with her amazing butt, and moved my hands around her sides kneading her breasts, pressed against the mattress. "Oh my god!" I breathed. Angie knew that I was losing control, and pulled her little magic bullet vibrator out of her drawer. She arched up a bit more and slid it down to her opening, playing with herself as a fucked her. I stopped moving, but I could feel the buzzing. She sat up even more so we were nearly doggie position; I began slowly gyrating inside her again. I felt her tense up and and then shuddered in orgasm as her cunt gripped and released my dick over and over in rapid succession, sending me over the top. I thrust deep inside her knocking her back down to her stomach; I fell with her as I came inside her hot embrace. This was just the beginning of a week long fuck fest. Angie was relentless, taking me whenever she felt like it. I know that women hit there sexual peak in there early 30's so I just figured I was reap in the benefits of newly charged sex drive. Sunday morning she got up and took her shower as laid in bed listening to the water, fading in and out of sleep. A few minutes later she was standing beside our bed naked as she fumbled with her bra and panties. I've always loved the way she looks in her under ware, and it's not the fancy stuff that really gets to me, it's just the plain white cotton. She pulled her panties up over her firm legs that still gave witness to her cheerleading days. I love watching as she pulls them up over her hips and shimmies them over her ass. Then she fastens her bra around her chest, turning it around, she slips the straps over her shoulders. Her large breasts jiggle in waves as she secures everything in place. "What?!" She smiled catching me watching her. I pulled back the covers exposing my excited state. "Uh-oh, somebodies gotten a little happy." She teased, I pulled her to me but she pulled back and waved her finger no. "I just took a shower, I'll give you a little something now, but you have to promise you'll take care of me later." "I promise." I blurted lust drunk. "Jerk it for me. I want to watch you." She shook her hips and lifted her bra covered breasts in her hands. I reached down ands grabbed hold of my stiff member. I've masturbated a lot, but I've never done it in front of my wife. "You like playing with yourself, looking at big tits don't you." She teased. "I am not dumb, I've seen your search history." I blushed hard teetering between embarrassed and excited. "Don't worry babe, I am really not upset. But if you want to jerk it, I'ld rather you do it in front of me then sneaking around behind my back." "What are you serious?" "Yes honey, the next time you want to jerk off, just come do it in front of me, I like watching you, and you know what, I might like watching porn with you too. We shouldn't have to lie or sneak around should we?" "No," I gasped jerking my dick harder and faster. "Jerk it baby." She egged me on and made stroking motions with her fist. "You like big tits, big asses and big dicks, don't you." "Yes" I muttered. "You like my big boobs, and I love pleasing you with them. Do you want to fuck them?" "Yes please" She knelt down beside the bed, I stood in front of her and placed my dick on her cleavage rubbing it up and down her massive flesh. She pulled hr flesh apart and I placed my dick between her boobs, still in her bra. I fucked her soft full breasts, watching my guy disappear inside her grip. "Come on baby, fuck em." She pleaded, I jack rabbited her bosom holding her shoulders steady. "They look so big don't they?" She said. "Yes," "Big things are fun to play with right?" She asked "Yes, I love your big boobs, I love your big ass." I grunted as I hit the point of no return. I huffed and shook as my dick erupted all over her tits. That evening we watched TV and cuddled together. She got up and went to the bedroom, when she returned she was just wearing an overside t-shirt and she had something in her hand. "Here," She said handing me her little vibrating egg. "Play with me while we watch." She opened my laptop sitting on the coffee table in front of us, and opened my online history folder. She clicked on one of the sites and played the video. "I watched this one the other day while you were in the shower. Play with me while we watch it." She sat down on the couch her back against my chest and spread her legs open. I turned on the massager and quickly found her button, placing the metal egg right up against her clit. I remembered watching the video before, It was a male POV video, so most of what you saw was the girl, and the guys big fat cock. She moaned and wiggled as we watched the video and I worked her clit. Using my other hand I played with her massive breasts. "He's big isn't he?" She whispered. "Yeah, all those porn stars are unusually big." I confessed. "Hmmmm, keep doing that." She asked as I rubbed the bullet up and down her soaked opening. The girl in the video was sucking the guys cock and jerking him off. She pulled her top off and pulled his cock between her tits. She had large fake boobs, but his cock was so big it stuck out way past her cleavage, allowing her to lick his head as he fucked her tits. Just as he shot his load, Angie grabbed my hand and pressed the vibrator against her clit. She convulsed and cried out in pleasure clamping my hand and the massager between her legs. Finally she real eased her grip and turned around, laying back on the couch, she opened her legs again and invited me to fuck her. I leaned in and pulled my pants down just enough to release my dick. I plunged inside her. "Jeezus" I snorted, "I am not going to last long." "That's okay" She laughed, and as she did I came inside her after less than 30 seconds. Monday evening, she got a bit naughty, blindfolding me and tying me to the bed frame. She gave me a slow message with warm oil, playful teasing my dick and balls. I felt her stand up over me and then felt her pussy swallow my dick as she lowered herself onto me. She fucked me for what felt like 20 minutes, I was lasting longer than ever, before finally erupting inside her. Tuesday as soon as I got home from work, she met me in the family room wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a smile, her tits stuck out erect and I could see the lust in her eyes. She pulled me to the couch and sat down, guiding me to my knees in front of her. "Lick me." She panted, I raised her legs over my shoulders and dove in with furious delight sucking and nibbling her twatt. "Use your finger." She asked lustfully, I inserted a finger and fucked her with it while i licked her clit. "Another, use another finger." She begged, I fucked her with two fingers and sucked her clit to orgasm. "Now fuck me, I want you inside of me." I stood up and dropped my pants, my dick was hard and ready. She was so wet and turned on that I slid in easily. I held her legs up and pressed them together fuck her soft warm cunt. The added squeeze from her legs made her feel real tight. God she felt incredible, I pounded her quick and hard, the pressure building till I finally burst inside her. Wednesday morning she treated me to a soapy hand job. She lathered up my dick with soap and then knelt down taking her razor in hand she carefully and completely shaved my dick and balls, before rubbing my now hairless dick to orgasm. That evening she blindfolded and tied me up again. She licked all around my shorn flesh, with little cat like licks she teased me, making me squirm, before mounting and riding me, she used her little vibrator while bouncing on me, and with in minutes we climaxed nearly simultaneously. By that time I was lasting much longer, I had never had so much sex in one week. Thursday Angie attempted sex with me again just as I came home, I was hard but I just felt numb I figured it was from all the action, I just couldn't feel much of her. I kept pumping away but It just wasn't happening. That night though, I couldn't stop her, she drew me a nice bubble bath and gently played with my dick as we bathed together. She patiently tickled and tugged at my dick till I shot my load. Friday morning as we kissed goodbye she held me close, "I love you so much" She said, with a level of passion and tenderness I hadn't seen in a long time. "I love you too baby. Are you okay?" I asked genuinely concerned "Yes, I am fine. Do me favor though, don't eat much today. I want to make you special meal this evening and don't want you to ruin your appetite." She playfully asked and broke into a sly smile. "Okay, you don't have to do..." I was saying when she pulled me in and kissed me deeply. "I know I don't have to do it, but I want to. So promise me you won't eat much today." She begged with her brown eyes looking into mine. "I promise." I smiled and left feeling like the luckiest man alive. I stuck to my word; I had nothing for breakfast and ate only an apple and a granola bar the rest of the day. That evening I came home around 6:30 and was greater by one of the most amazing scents I've ever smelled. My mouth immediately began to water as the distinct flavor of steak and butter and garlic filled the air. "Oh my gosh, that smells so good baby." I bubbled, as I walked to the kitchen. "I am almost done. Are you hungry?" "Yes, I promised you I wouldn't eat much, and I am starving." "Good, go put your things away and wash up. I'll let you know when it's ready." She lovingly insisted. About 10 minutes later she passed by me as she made her way to our room. "Give me just a minute." She smiled and closed the door behind her. A few minutes passed and she opened the door revealing she had changed clothes. She was now wearing my favorite dress of hers, a thin knee high floral print, the top lifted and supported her bust in a way that made her uncomfortable, but she always reminded me of an old pinup model when she wore it, and made her breasts look absolutely huge. I can only remember her wearing it twice before. The first time was to a restaurant with some friends of ours; by the end of the night we had five different waiters attending to us, and my buddy James was in the doghouse with his wife for starring too much. The second time she wore it was to her annual review at work. Not only did she get a glowing evaluation, but she also received a big raise. "You ready." She grinned playfully. "Have a seat in the dinning room and I'll bring it to you." She directed. She had gone through a lot of trouble to set the mood just right. We rarely used our formal dining room, but tonight the table was decorated like a nice restaurant, the lights were turned down low and three lit candles provided a warm flicker. At my place at the table was a glass of red wine, and a glass of ice water. Angie came through the door with two plates, she sat one down in front of me and my mouth watered again at just the smell. "Baby. Did you make this yourself?" I asked complimenting her on an amazing first course. On my plate was a small steak about four inches long and about two inches wide, seared to perfection topped with a sampling of crabmeat with a garlic butter drizzled over the top. "I hope you like it, it's the first time I've tried anything this delicate." She said with a hint of insecurity in her voice. I cut the steak and it was cooked perfectly, I took a bite and felt the juices from the meat and the butter sauce fuse together for an eruption of delight. "Oh... my... god. This is incredible honey." I took my time eating it, and all the while I kept thinking, "if this is just the appetizer, what's the main course going to be like." A few bites later and it was gone. But it was by far he best steak I've ever had. I looked over and Angie was just finishing hers off. I was still hungry, but didn't want to seem unappreciative so I just waited for her to finish and bring the next course in her own time. Angie started talking about the appetizer and where she got the recipe, and so on. I was so proud of her for making it. We kept talking and about five minutes later I just innocent asked, "What's the next course going to be?" "Next course?" She responded. "I am sorry. I thought this was just an appetizer." I back tracked starting to feel like an ass. "That was it. That's all I made." She offered seeming a bit hurt. "You liked it right?" "Yes! Of course I liked it, honey that was amazing. I have never had a better steak, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." "Are you not satisfied?" She asked. "Satisfied? I am more than satisfied with what you made, it couldn't have been any better." I chirped trying to make things right. "Then what's wrong?" She asked, "I... nothing was wrong... I am just still a little hungry." "So it wasn't enough to satisfy you?" Angie asked, and at this point her question seemed a bit leading. I didn't answer, but sat there trying to figure out what was going on. Angie moved her chair right next to me and took my arm in her hands. "Would it be accurate to say, that while you loved the meal - everything about it was perfect and you would want to eat it again, that it just wasn't enough to satisfy your appetite?" Angie asked with a look of desperation, her breasts heaving as she struggled to breathe. "Yes, that's fair to say. I loved it, and if you made it again I would love it. But I just wanted more of it." "Okay. That doesn't hurt my feelings, I am so glad I was able to give that to you. But I don't have any more. If I had more I'd give you all that you could eat. But I don't." She finished and looked down. "Do you know what the definition of the word appetite is? 'a natural desire to satisfy a bodily need.' We all have appetites for things our bodies need. We get hungry and need to eat; it's the body telling us what it needs. Your body is telling you that you need to eat more. It's not your fault, you can't control what your body needs." Appetite for A Lot More "Okay" I said, letting her know I was following her, but still unsure where all this was going. "I..." she hesitated, "I have an appetite, my body needs something and it's been trying to tell me what it is. This past week we've had a lot of sex, and I love having sex with you." She paused to take a breath. "Just like you loved the steak I made... I love having sex with you, and would never want that to stop, what you give to me is amazing and it's so good." She took my hand and held it to her chest near her heart. "But." She whispered solemnly, "I need something more." She quivered as she said it. "I thought that maybe just doing more frequently, would help. And I've loved the past week, you make me feel very good, and I love making you feel good too. But, I've realized that it's not enough for me to have it more frequently. What I need is to be full, filled with more." "Babe, what are you saying exactly?" I muttered in fear. "How big do you think the average penis is?" She asked bluntly. "I don't know, maybe six inches I guess." "That's right, the average male penis is 5-6 inches." Angie confirmed. "How big do you think you are?" She asked and looked me in the eye begging for honesty. "Maybe a bit under 6 inches, I guess." "I don't think so, the other day while you were asleep I measured you. Do you remember Saturday morning? I was measuring you, and you woke up. I didn't know what to do, so I just started sucking your dick, then when I turned over I tucked the tape measure under my pillow." "Is that what you were doing?" I asked. "You're right, it was under six inches, but do you want to know how big it was?" Angie didn't give time to respond, "Close to 4 inches." She paused to let it sink in. "4 inches long and 4 round." She paused again. "I love you" She said breaking the silence, "I love your penis, and love having sex with you and I don't want that to stop, but my appetite isn't satisfied. I need more." I heard everything she just said, but somehow I still asked her, "What are you saying?" "I think I need sex with a bigger dick, one that will fill me and make me feel full and satisfied." She blurted. "But, I was asleep the other day. I couldn't have been completely hard. I am sure it's more than 4 inches." I challenged. "Honey, I've seen your penis hundreds of times, I've held it in my hand, my mouth and my pussy. I am pretty certain your just about 4 inches." She countered. "It can't be!" I yelled, then grabbed Angie by the hand and forced her to the bedroom. "Where's that tape measure?" "In my nightstand." She fearfully replied. I pulled out a cloth measuring tape, and handed it to Angie. "I know I am not 4 inches." I huffed pulling off my shirt and pulled down my pants and underwear. Angie sat on the bed facing me as I stood in front of my sexy, slutty wife, and began jerking it. Grabbing her tits through her dress, I pumped my dick trying to make it harder and bigger. I pulled her breasts out of the top and sucked her nipples. Damn they looked massive like that. After several minutes I stepped away from her. "Measure it now." I insisted. Angie took the measuring tape and placed the cold metal tab firmly against my dick pushing it into me and stretched the tape out. I clinched my butt and pushed as much blood as I could to my pecker. "Read it." "Baby, I am so sorry..." Angie began to sob. I looked down and saw the tape measure. I was right, I wasn't 4 inches, it wasn't even 3 and a half inches. "3 and 1/2" She finally responded, gracing me an extra ¼ inch. My heart ached and I felt faint. I sat down on the bed beside Angie who just kept looking at the tape measure. "I want to show you something." She said as she reached into her nightstand again. "I got these the other day." She took out three life-like dildos. She handed the smallest one to me. "This one is 6 inches by 5 inches." She said. Then without instruction I held it against my own, 3.5-inch dick. "It's so much bigger." I said out loud. "Now this one is 7 and a half by 5 and half inches." She handed me the next one and I did the same with it. "Do you see the difference?" She asked. "Can you feel the difference in your hand?" "Yes." My heart sank again. "This last one is 10 by 6." She hesitantly stated and then helped me up facing her again, and placed it right under my still hard dick. "Jesus." I gasped "I know." She comforted. "I have to confess, I haven't been to work all week. Once I got these I just had to play with them. I didn't want you to know about it, so I used some vacation time and I've tried all three of them this week while you've been at work. And this last one, the biggest one. It really felt great. It took some time to get used to the size, but as soon as I felt it in me, I just felt..." "Satisfied." I finished her sentence. "Yes," she sighed. "I wish it didn't, I wish I was one of those girls that really believes size doesn't matter, but it does, it does to me." I took the dong from her, and turned it around, my entire penis was only slightly bigger than the head. "Is this why I couldn't feel you on Thursday?" "Yes" she admitted. "It took me all morning to work up to this one, and I just sat on it with it half way inside me, stretching me and filling me. When you came home I was afraid you would smell the sex in the air, so I just grabbed you quickly. You really couldn't feel anything?" She asked. "No. Not much at least." I shuttered. She leaned in and took me in her mouth, resuscitating my dick, then leaned back on the bed and pulled her panties off under her dress. "Try it now." She commanded. I reached down and felt she was wet and ready, I didn't even try to be gentle, I just thrust deep inside her. She smiled and closed her eyes. I pumped ferociously, I felt as hard as I've ever been. And she noticed too. "You feel so hard." She encouraged. "And warm... I love feeling you on top of me." She yelped, squealed and panted as I plowed her over and again. I just kept going, working my hips in a circular motion while I continued to thrust in and out. "JEEESus!" She cried out, "I love you... I love your LITTLE penis." She screamed and clawed my back. "What?!" She looked me in the eye, "I love your tiny... small... 3 inch dick." She smiled. There was something so amazingly erotic to hear her talk like that. I felt the pressure immediately build in my balls and instantly I came hard, driving myself deeper inside her than I'd ever been. I was seeing stars, my vision blurred, and I kept thrusting inside her till my little guy was shriveled up. Angie kissed my passionately on the lips, tears coming from her eyes, she was crying. "I love you so very much, and I love every inch of your little dick, but I need to be satisfied." I rolled off of her and grabbed the 10-inch dong. I spat on my hand and rubbed the giant dick lubing it up for her. Then I rubbed the head around her swollen cunt, allowing my jizz and her juices to coat the cock. I slowly penetrated her pussy, watching in awe and horror as her lips parted and opened wide taking the girth inside her. Her lips stretched and folded in as it entered, I pulled it back out slightly and saw how her lips gripped the cock; I could never do that to her with my penis. "Yes!" She moaned, "More, please more." I pressed further inside her till all that was left was just long enough to use as a handle. "Hold still." She said, and handed me the measuring tape. "How much is left?" She asked. I measured the thick shaft sticking out of her. "Three inches. You have seven full inches inside you." My dick sprang to life, and I placed it on the handle of the dick sticking out of my wife. "I still wouldn't be inside you." She sat up to see my hard dick resting on the shaft of the dong. "Fuck me!" She pleaded. I moved the dong in and out fucking her faster and faster in a circular motion. Angie was cursing and clawing; writhing in pleasure. "God I love this big cock!" She screeched, and took hold of my wrist controlling the motion. "Just pound me hard!" She yelled and released her grip. I did exactly that, as hard and fast and deep as it could go. Then something came over me, I leaned forward and flicked her rosy clit with my tongue. "Fu...Fu...Fuck me" She spat out between breaths. "OH SHIT!!" She belted, as her body seized in orgasmic wonder, I kept pounding her deep, hard, fast. And then yanked the entire thing out. She yelped like dog and grabbed me pulling me into her chest. "Thank you" She panted. "So now you see the difference it makes right?" "Yes, baby I do." I relented. "So... are you okay with it?" "Sure, honey. I just want you to be satisfied." "I can't believe how well your taking this?" She questioned back. "It's just a toy, and as long as you let me have fun too..." "No. no. no. no. You're not getting it sweetie." She sat up and straddled my chest, her large tits swaying over me. "These are toys, and they feel good, I love feeling full and stretched out... but ... they aren't the same." "Same as what?" I asked like an idiot. "I want to feel a real cock. A big, flesh and blood cock. I want to feel it throbbing, I want to taste it on my tongue and feel it in my mouth." She said sitting up cradling her breasts and slowly placing her finger to her lips. "Wait! You want to cheat on me?" "Argh, No. I am not going to 'cheat' on you." She air quoted cheat with a huff of exasperation. "Cheating is such a dirty word, an ugly word, cheating would mean secrets and lies. I am never going to keep things from you and I'll never lie... and ...I really want you to be part of it. It's not cheating, it's called cuckolding." "Cuckolding!?" "Yes, it's like an open marriage, but the wife is the only one that has sex with someone else. Look, I don't want a relationship, I have you and love you, I just need a big fat living cock inside me from time to time." "But..." "Listen" She cut me off. "We've already been over this, it's not your fault. You didn't ask for a little weenie, and you can't help it that you cum so quickly." "What?" She hadn't said anything about me cumming too quickly. "Oh honey," She sympathetically chuckled and lifted me to her breasts cuddling my head. "You know it's small, and you know you don't last very long. And I know it's not your fault, everyone that I've talked to about your little problem has either agreed or confirmed my suspicions." "Everyone you've... told? Little problem!" I muttered in incomplete sentences. "Yes babe, you have no idea how long I've been silently struggling, I just had to talk to someone. So about a month ago I was at lunch with Carry, your sister..." "My sister!" "Hush, let me finish. I was at lunch with Carry, and I just wound up spilling my heart out to her. I told her I wasn't sexually satisfied and felt so bad about it. She assured me there was nothing for me to feel bad about at all, and that I deserve to be satisfied. She asked how big you were, I wasn't sure, but showed her a chicken tender on my plate and told her you were about that size. She coughed and blushed, saying that's about how big it was when she caught you jerking off in middle school. She just assumed it grew with age. I assured her it had not." Angie slid down my torso and sat between my legs, she reached out and gently took my little dick in her cold hand. "Then, I called Michelle..." "Jesus, Michelle knows too?" Michelle, was Angie's best friend for years. "Yes honey, do you know that her husband Mark is over 9 inches?" She smiled and wiggled my dick around. "Anyway, you know she had lots of sex in high school and college, and she says that small dicks have the same number of nerve endings as big ones. So, while sex is just as pleasurable for the guy with a big dick is as it is with a small one like yours, the pleasure builds faster." She took her other hand tapped her fingers around my helmet. "You see, you have a smaller surface area, so the nerves are all bunched together, while on a big cock with a big fat head, the nerves are spread out more. This means they last longer, they don't cum as quickly. So you see it isn't your fault at all." Angie said trying to make me feel better. "You know what's funny? She has never seen a guy as small as you. She says she has seen at least 20 guys naked, and the smallest was about 6 inches. So when She asked I guessed you were around 5 inches, she asked me to go online and look at some dicks and email her a picture of one that looked like yours. It took me some time, all those cocks online are so big. It wasn't until a found a cuckold site that I found pics of guys like you." "She didn't believe it could be that little, so do you remember that first night I blindfolded you and played with your dick?" I nodded yes. "Well, I had Michelle on Face Time watching while I played with you. It was her idea to shave you, she wanted a better look, so I shaved you bald and did it again. That evening I played with your hairless penis while Michelle watched. Then she returned the favor with Mark. He is really big honey." She laughed with disbelief. "So anyway." She said breaking her lingering thought about Mark's cock. "Between Carry and Michelle, Gwen, Laura, Chrissy and Lana at work, it's become clear, you have a little dick, and I need and deserve more." I sat there silently thinking it all through, and as much as I wanted to protest there was no denying the truth, I have a small penis and I cum quickly. "So what now?" I stammered feeling like this was all my fault. "First, I want you to tell me how your feeling about all this?" "Sad... no... I feel sorry and embarrassed that I can't give you what you need." "Please don't be sorry, it's not your fault." She said again. "And it doesn't have to be embarrassing... if you help me." Angie raised her eyebrow mischievously. "What?" "If you make me do this against your will, it will be embarrassing for both of us. But if you let me cuckold you, then... it can be fun... maybe you'll like it too." She smiled. "Can I have some time to think?" I asked sheepishly. "You have till tomorrow afternoon?" She replied quickly, "Why then?" "Because we're going to Michelle and Marks tomorrow." She leaned over and gave my limp little dick a quick suck before going to take a shower. ***** Part two coming soon: Please leave feedback and comments.