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“You’ve earned it, stud.” Mia moaned, feeling her second
orgasm rise up within her.

Mia’s belly clenched under Liz, and she grabbed at the
brunette frenetically. She screamed out her step-brother’s name as her orgasm
exploded all over his grinding tool.

“Three strikes and I’m still on the home plate.” Dirk
joked, his breath coming in short gasps. “It’s time I hit one for the team.”

“Oh, shit, Dirk… don’t cum inside me.” Mia suddenly cried
out, wide eyed. “I’m not on the pill.”

“Augh, hell.” He grunted. ‘I’m on the verge… urkk.”

“Liz?” Mia looked up.

“I’m never on the pill.” The brunette was alarmed. “I never
dreamt I’d ever get knocked up.”

“To hell with you two.” Dirk gasped. “I’m going to blow my
load.”

“No, wait.” Mia cried out. “We want a taste, don’t we, Liz?

“Er… I… I don’t know…” The other woman looked at Dirk in
uncertainty.

His bald head was gleaming and his face was red and
twisted. He wasn’t kidding about blowing his wad right away. He grunted and
pulled out of his step-sister, leaning back and grabbing his rock hard cock.
His fist moved in a blur and his breath was high and ragged.

“Come on, Dirk.” Mia yelled, sitting up and leaning in
under his surging cock. “Cum all over me, in my mouth, on my face, all fucking
over me.”

“Hell, yeah!” The muscular man groaned and thrust his
pelvis forward. His whole body shuddered as a streak of thick, gooey man-cream
hit escape velocity and shot right into Mia’s open mouth. She closed her eyes
and stuck out her tongue as a stream of the same followed the first salvo.

Liz suddenly felt left out and pushed in beside her best
friend. Mia grinned, her face a mess of sweat and semen, and pushed his spewing
cock toward Liz. The brunette hungrily popped the red hot cockhead into her
mouth, her eyes wide in wonder. Dirk sure had a load to deliver, her cheeks
filled to capacity, she tried to swallow it all but it dribbled down her chin
and the sides of her hungry mouth.

“Can’t waste a drop of that good stuff.” Mia said huskily,
licking the excess off Liz’s face.

“Oh, yeah… “Dirk groaned. “Lap it up, ladies… and there’s
plenty more where that came from.”

“Ah, now I do love the sound of that.” Mia laughed, pulling
his cock away from Liz to savor the last few drops dribbling out of it.

Liz leaned back, feeling strangely invigorated and
satisfied at the same time. She looked up at Dirk and he gave her a smile.

“Welcome to the good life, Miss Mazarich.” He said,
caressing his step-sisters hair as she sucked him dry. “You’re going to love
every minute of it here.”

“Oh, I already am, Mister Parrish, I already am.” Liz
smiled.

The
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Yes sir...

A husband is supposed to love and cherish his wife, is he
not? To adore and worship her? To do all he can to please her?

But, what if that meant... seeing her pleasured by another
man? A hot, sexy stud with a large piece of equipment – capable of blowing her
mind, in a way that the woman's own husband could never even imagine?

Would he love her then? While she was being filled... overflowing
with the liquid passions of a stranger – hard and without protection... Perhaps
he would, if the price was right – but even then, is there every any going
back?

***

It started off slowly. Little kinky things. I'd be watching
a porn video and, instead of just focusing in on the girl and how badly I
wanted to plow her pussy... something began to change. I would look at the cock
going right into her cunt, but instead of imagining myself doing the ramming,
and instead of picturing the random girl – I would envision my wife on the end
of that big throbbing manhood. That's right... It felt good to imagine her
being filled and pleasured by another man; especially one with a shaft so large
and impressive.

Janna had always told me I had a
 
good-sized
 
member... but I knew this was just a
wife's way of being kind and sparing my feelings. It is quite clear to see that
a man with a cock as
 
substantial
 
as the pornstar's could easily satisfy
my wife in ways I'd never even approach, let alone meet.

And no, this isn't me being self-conscious about my size. I
had done many tests and seen many numbers. I'd used all of the standard
reference objects. And in the end, despite my wife's constant reassuring, I
simply didn't measure up.

It bothered me that she would be
 
stuck
 
with such a sorry cock for the
rest of her life. She's
 
an
incredibly
 
sexy and beautiful
woman... a body that good deserves to be pleasured to the fullest. And if I
couldn't give that to her, I'd find someone else who was capable of delivering
such
 
intense
 
satisfaction – the hardest part would
be convincing my wife that she could allow another man's cock into her most
delicate ofopenings...

***

“Oh, honey...” My wife moaned. “You feel so big tonight!”

Normally I loved hearing this kind of dirty talk as we
fucked. But, the problem today is... I wasn't even inside of her yet!

My gorgeous wife had grown so accustomed to false
complimenting my manhood that she had forgotten the first critical step – wait
for me to insert! Though, in truth, she probably couldn't even tell if I was in
or not. My small penis had always been a bit of an issue with me. An insecure
little twig that I felt ashamed of possessing.

And, while yes, my adoring wife had overlooked the small
stature of my member... I knew that she would be much happier with a larger
piece of meat to please her. It just seemed so unfair for me to expect her to
remain faithful, when I was nearly incapable of satisfying those precious
feminine needs. After all, it's true what they say – you can't fuck a
personality. Though my lovely woman certainly tried.

She, Janna, did everything under the sun to accommodate my
 
particular
 
problem below the belt line.
 
Hell, even once... and I say this with
quite a bit of embarrassment, we tried using a strap-on. And I don't mean she
railed me with it. I mean I wore it! Just to give her a decent amount of
ramming depth. But neither of us had liked that device much.

My insides were
 
ashamed
 
at the thought of having to tie on some
piece of rubbery dildo to please my wife. It left me flaccid for several weeks
afterward. Knowing you aren't man enough to satisfy yourwoman... What a
terrible feeling. And hearing her soft words of how great I am, and how
wonderful I make her feel, and all the other kind comments – they only serve to
make my
 
plight
 
worse. It's plain to see the woman is
lying to spare my
 
ego.

I
 
just wish
there was something I could do, something that I could give her, even if it was
only once, that would treat her to untold pleasures of sexual liberation and
gratification.
 
The kind of stuff
I could only dream of bestowing upon her.

Oh boy... just thinking about her supple skin and those
large, heaving breasts gets me feeling down.
 
What
a reaction to have about your wife! Jesus christ! Yet, that is where I'm at in
life. Instead of being turned on by her round ass and those curvy hips, I can
only feel despair and shame.
 
The
 
woman
 
takes such great care of herself, too.
For a mature lady, Janna is every bit as
 
stimulating
 
as any
 
of those
 
youngerfloozies. She's got the
full-bodied figure of a
 
real
 
woman, yet still possesses the sex
appeal of a twenty something
 
hottie.
 
That is a rare and much
 
sought-after
 
combination, or so I'm told.

Men will hit on my wife all the time – even if I'm just
stuck in the rear of the line, holding open the door for several people after
she walks in – a handsome man will swoop
 
by
 
and try to make some
 
debonairpass at her. But Janna is a
faithful woman. She'd never stray. Being raised to respect marriage, Janna took
her vows very seriously. Till death do us part, and all of that good stuff.

So it had never bothered me that other men flirted and
propositioned her. In fact, I even felt proud at times. Knowing I was one of
those
 
lucky
 
guys with a hot wife. It made me
beam with joy and delight, thinking how tempting and arousing she made other
men, yet knowing I had her all to myself.
 
That
was the dream anyway... but this damn tiny toy of mine, tucked in low beneath
the
 
waist
 
line made for an awful romp between
the sheets. I wonder how many years it's
 
been
since Janna felt the rush of a vaginal orgasm, one caused by a slab of manmeat,
forcing its way into her drenched pussy and pounding her into the throes of
ecstasy.

She had claimed to cum on several occasions with me, though
I very much doubted all of these. Probably after trying dozens of times and
getting nowhere, she had turned to faking it – once again, to spare my
feelings.
 
What a miserable sex
life I had forced upon the very woman I loved so dearly!

And here we were tonight, once more giving this intercourse
thing a try... with me not even penetrating a single inch of her pussy, yet already
being complimented and praised for my size. That's what killed me the most...
Knowing she felt so compelled and obligated to lie right to my face.

Something just had to be done...
 
And I had a plan of action in mind; if
only she would agree to my taboo desire.

***

It was early in the evening. We were just settling in for a
night at home when I saw Janna walk into the room – wearing a pair of tiny,
tight shorts and a plain t-shirt. What a sight! My wife always looked amazing,
even in the simplest of clothes. How perfect her ass appeared in those skimpy
little things. The cotton material clung to her ass like a well-fitting glove.
Each step she took displayed the plump and enticing cheeks. Mmmm... The visual
delight of her body had never ceased to arouse me, and so of course, I felt a
surge of excitement sting my flagging cock. And I hadn't even looked up at her
top half yet!

The common t-shirt descended down to right above her hip
line. Which meant just a bit of skin was visible from between her shorts and
the shirt. That contrast of clothing and skin put my sexual appetite into
overdrive! Her large, well-formed breasts were tucked away nicely (despite
being braless). The light colored nipples were just barely visible beneath the
shirt. I could make out their shape, licking my lips, and remembering how good
it felt to taste those titty treats of hers. The hard nipple popping around my
tongue and mouth. Mmm...

And her legs! The toned and firm limbs! I recall when we
first met, during one of our earliest sexual adventures, where I had run my
tongue from the bottom of those delicious calves all the way up to her pleasing
rear-end. It was the best feeling of my life! Having this sex goddess allow me
the privilege of experiencing her flesh.

Not to mention her vulpine face. The foxy, seductive
features. Janna's eyes were like deep wells of sexual energy. You couldn't look
into them without feeling an urge to ravage the woman. She oozed pure lust,
dripping with carnality.

Suffice it to say, there was never a woman more tempting
and tantalizing than my pretty gal. And yet, this is what made my situation all
the more difficult! Being able to stare and gaze endlessly upon her
awe-inspiring beauty, yet completely incapable of sating her own desires. But,
tonight would be different! I had seen to that.

And as she walked into the room – me sitting on the bed
with my laptop – I called out her name.

“Janna, babe,” I said.

“Yeah?” She responded, looking over her shoulder as she
removed an earring.

And oh my! How tasty her ass looked in that pose. The
bottom portion of the cheeks had squished slightly, creating a massive crease
line for me to perv on. That's just where I loved sticking my face...

“Would you mind coming over here?” I asked.

“Sure thing, John,” came her sweet reply.

And a moment later she was standing beside the bed, eagerly
and happily awaiting further instruction.

I nodded toward the laptop with a lascivious grin.

“What is it?” She giggled, bending over to view the screen.
“Oh my!”

“Just something new,” I laughed, all the while staring at
her face to judge the reaction.

I'd done a little naughty deed. Playing on my laptop was a
hot porn video. One with an attractive girl taking a dick in her pussy – from a
massive and girthy pole.

“You're over here watching, porn, huh mister!” She gave me
one of those motherly scornful looks, yet in an entirely playful manner.

“I thought we might try it out and see what we think... so,
what do we think?” I smiled proudly.

“Well, uh,” she paused, “I guess it looks pretty nice.
She's a very pretty girl.”

“What about the, uh, the man? You know, his
 
package.
” And here I nudged
Janna with an elbow and a wink.

“John!” She gasped. “You know I don't think about other cocks.
I just love yours, baby,” Janna smiled, rubbing my shoulder.

Good grief, woman! I'm trying to help you here! But this
was to be expected. Janna wouldn't give in lightly to this kind of thing. It
would take a bit of convincing.

“Hop in bed and watch a little with me,” I nodded, tapping
the open space beside me.

“What's gotten into you, baby!” She giggled. “You're being
a filthy little boy tonight, aren't you?”

“Mmmhmm,” I grinned. “Now, let's get nasty!”

And at last her warm thigh was pressed up against my own.
It was time to implement the nefarious plot...

“Do you have any favorite kinks?” I asked.

“Kinks...” She hesitated. “I don't think so, just the usual
stuff I guess. You know what we've done.”

“Yeah, but... any
 
secret
 
desires,” I smiled.

“No, not really. Just boring old wifey here!”

“Ok, ok, I'll just put something on and we can see how it
goes, ok?”

“Sounds, good baby,” she nodded, wrapping an arm around me.
“Hey! Are you hard!” She questioned, looking down at my crotch.

Oh boy, I certainly wish I was! And to be honest, the
thought of Janna slurping on that cock filling the laptop screen had gotten me
pretty aroused. She would just look so good being pleased by something like
that, I just knew it!

“You dirty girl!” I spat back. “Let's get started first
before you lose all self-control!”

“Yes, dear,” she nodded. “I'll be a good girl.”

“Good!”

I then went searching for another selection of lewd viewing
material. There was a girl equipped with a similar body type to hers. I chose
that one, and in a few seconds we were watching the on-screen woman spreading
her ass for a large dick.

“Mmm, doesn't that look good,” I asked.

“Yeah, pretty good,” she replied.

So far, so good...

“That is a nice cock, too.” I hinted. “Look at the size of
it! I bet she is loving it inside of her. See how her pussy is being stretched
and pulled!”

I hoped my comments weren't being overly transparent or
obvious – but, they actually did have me pretty excited. The thought of seeing
my wife railed, just like this, by that same veiny manhood... wooo! It would
look so perfect. With her awesome pussy being spread apart and stuffed, oh
jesus! I really was getting hard now.

“Look at that...” I moaned.

Janna didn't respond this time. I could see she was staring
intently at the screen, drawn in by the sight.
 
Hopefully that meant she took some
enjoyment from it!

It was time to move forward... and so I reached across the
bed and put my hand on her warm pussy. My, my! And by the feeling of it, she
had already gotten a little wet. A slight dampness lingering on the material.

She gasped at my touch, taken by surprise by the wanton
act.

“Janna,” I whispered, my heart racing with nerves,
 
unsure if I should progress. “How
would you... how would you like to feel a cock like that?”

“To take
 
another
 
cock!?” She replied with some
degree of shock and confusion.

“Yeah, baby,” I nodded. “How would you like it? A nice big,
throbbing dick like that one there. Imagine how it would feel sliding into
you.”

“John, are you feeling ok?” She asked.

Uh oh...

“Better than ever, baby. I've just been having... naughty
thoughts about you.”

“Naughty ones?” Janna inquired.

I continued rubbing her pussy, looking at the screen.

“Yeah. Naughty ones. About you and another man.”

“John! You know I wouldn't do that to you!”

“I know you wouldn't cheat, baby,” I nodded. “But I'm not
talking about cheating...”

“Oh,” she said.

“I'm talking about you and me both agreeing to allow
another cock in you. It would make me happy and horny to see you with another
man,” I whispered.

“It... it would?” She asked hesitantly, grinding her hips
against my arm as I rubbed the juicy clit.

“Yes, Janna. I've been thinking about it a lot, actually.
I'd love to see you being pleasured by another man. Giving you things I never
could. Just look at that big, thick cock. Think of how amazing that would look
penetrating you...”

“I, I... I don't know John. I mean, sure, it looks nice.
But I'm not sure I'd want anything like that inside of me – especially when I
have such a nice cock of my own to play with already.”

And here she leaned back, stroking my cheek with a soft
hand.

“I would, baby. I really would. It's been on my mind for a
long time now. I want you to be pleasured by another man. It would make me so
horny to see you moaning with delight from another man's shaft drilling into
you...”

“Jesus, John!” She gasped, but continued humping my hand.
“Are you...”

“Do me a favor, Jannacakes, lie back on the bed and just
watch this porn while I finger you.”

“Ok,” she nodded, reclining
 
onto the pillows.

I
 
positioned
the laptop to where she could see
 
the
 
screen as I worked my magic.
 
And in another moment, I had removed
her tiny shorts and panties, leaving nothing but a sopping wet slit between her
legs for me to play with.

“Just look at that cock and pussy,” I instructed her.
“Think about having that big, hot thing filling your pussy. Think about me
sitting there and watching it happen, being turned on and aroused more than
ever in my life. Think about that, Janna... Look at his thick cock and how much
she's loving it. Think about how much you would love experiencing that...”

“Ok, baby,” she moaned. “I'll do it for you.”

“That's my sexy lady... Now just enjoy this,” I said,
sliding my fingers over her juicy southern lips.

And in a moment, after allowing her to gyrate those wide
and sexy hips on my hand, I inserted my finger into her pussy. God, I was so
hard! The thought of Janna taking that manly piece of meat... What a treat! And
here I was, fingering my wife, telling her to think of another guy. I didn't
even care about the size of my own cock anymore. The idea of seeing her with
another man was more potent and thrilling than imagining anything I could do
alone.

She needed to have another man... That much was certain.
But how to go about getting her to agree?

Janna moaned and groaned beneath my fingers. She was
gripping the sheets, staring at the screen. I could see her eyes glued on that
big shaft, listening to the girl's shrieks of delight.

“You like how that looks, don't you?” I asked.

“Mmm,” she responded.

I popped another finger inside of my wife, sliding them in and
out to simulate a nice hard cock. To give her an idea of just how good sex
could feel with the right equipment. I hoped she was imagining her pussy being
rammed by that hunk's pole! I definitely was, and it made me more excited than
I'd been in years.

“I want to see you take another cock so badly, baby...” I
said again and again. “You would look so sexy letting another man pleasure your
gorgeous body. You're so pretty, Janna. I just want to share you with someone
else and let you be satisfied and fulfilled.”

She started breathing faster and faster. Those lusty hips
quickened their wanton humping. My own hand was soaked with her liquids,
sloshing around and banging her hole. Janna had obviously been aroused by the idea,
much the same as I had. But it might take a bit more than one video to convince
her...