From: fx728@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (Rob Stevens)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST:  The Best of Both Worlds (wife watch, size queen, cum)
Date: 27 Nov 1995 05:36:49 GMT
Organization: Case Western Reserve University, Cleveland OH (USA)
Message-ID: <49biph$1jv@madeline.INS.CWRU.Edu>







The Best of Both Worlds 

 

	I would like to add my two-cents to the debate on whether  

men with big cocks are better lovers than ones with small cocks.   

Those who choose one over the other are, in my opinion, being  

narrow minded.  Both types of men have a role to play in creating a  

great sex life.  The trick is in knowing when and how to use them.   

My prescription is this:  pick a lover with big cock for fucking, by  

all means; but pick a mate with a small cock for sucking your  

pussy.  That way a woman can enjoy the best of both worlds.  I've  

found this to be an ideal situation. 

 

	I've had many lovers before I married to my husband Tom.   

The size of their cocks varied widely.  I soon noticed a pattern.  My  

lovers with big cocks were able to fuck me to amazing orgasms, but  

they acted as if they were "God's gift to women" (which they very  

well could be).  They were often conceited assholes who just used  

me for sex.  And after they were satisfied, they would either roll  

over and go to sleep or just leave, probably to find another  

conquest.  They also expected me to suck their cocks to get them  

hard before they fucked me, but they rarely licked my pussy except  

to lubricate it before they rammed their dicks in me.  However, my  

lovers with small cocks took their time with foreplay and would  

hold me and caress me after we made love.  While their cocks were  

not capable of producing orgasms like the big ones could, I still  

enjoyed sex with them because they were always eager to perform  

oral sex, which I greatly enjoy even though the orgasms aren't as  

intense. 

 

	My husband is a prime example.  He can only "muster" a  

thin five incher.  I was rather disappointed when I discovered how  

poorly endowed Tom is, but I didn't let my disappointment stand in  

the way of marriage.  Tom is steady and loyal and has a great sense  

of humor.  He's not the kind of man that sets a girl's pulse racing,  

but I knew he'd be a caring husband and a good provider.  When we  

dated, we would talk about anything for hours and quickly became  

best friends.  So we got married, and, to my surprise, the thing I  

considered to be his least desirable asset, his cock, turned out to be  

the greatest blessing.  From our open and frank discussions, I  

discovered early on that Tom was very sensitive about the fact that  

he was poorly hung, which I suspect to be true of most men with  

small dicks.  To make up for this, he's become very proficient at  

oral sex and will go down on me for extended periods of time.  In  

fact, soon all of our lovemaking sessions began and ended this way. 

 

	This was great for about the first two years of our marriage,  

but I missed the type of orgasms that only fucking a big cock can  

produce.  So I decided that the best thing to do would be to take a  

lover.  However, I knew that I couldn't try to deceive my husband,  

because it would destroy our marriage if he ever found out.  Also, it  

would be inconvenient; I wanted to able to bring my lovers home  

with me and spend the night fucking them.  So I approached Tom  

with my idea, so we could rationally discuss it.  Actually, I  

probably wasn't being fair, because I was tugging on his penis the  

whole time.  Basically, I told him the truth:  that I loved him and  

would never consider leaving him, but I needed to get fucked by a  

big dick and didn't want to sneak around behind his back.  I then  

suggested that a considerate husband couldn't possibly object to  

such a proposition and that it could bring us closer together,  

because he could be there to hear and watch me making love to  

another man. 

 

	I don't know whether it was due to the combination of my  

logic and my stroking his dick or the fact that Tom was already  

insecure about the size of his dick, but he understood and agreed  

that it was a good idea.  I was delighted but didn't rush into  

anything.  I took my time shopping around for the perfect lover.  I  

finally met a guy at my health club aptly named Dick, about whom  

I'd heard good things from the other women at the club.  We went  

out on a date and really hit it off.  He's a muscular guy with long  

blond hair that really turns me on.  Just the idea of climbing in the  

sack with him made me hot.  When he suggested we go to bed, I  

invited him to my place.  I then warned him that I was married and  

that my husband would be there.  I explained that its okay with him,  

because he can't satisfy me sexually, but enjoys watching me with  

men that can.  I was worried Dick might be put off by this, but he  

told me he thought it was great that my husband was so  

understanding. 

 

	When we got home, Tom was sitting on the sofa watching  

TV.  I introduced Dick to him and told him that we were going to  

use the bedroom.  You should have seen the lusty look on his face!   

I gave him a chaste peck on the cheek and then led Dick to the  

bedroom.  I made a point of leaving the door open so that Tom  

could watch if he wanted to.  As soon as we entered the bedroom,  

Dick was all over me.  The big moment came when he finally tore  

off his pants and underwear.  I'd heard that he was well hung, but it  

was unbelievable.  Fully erect he must have been ten inches long  

and as thick as my wrist.  I didn't know whether it would fit, but I  

was going to try like hell to get all of it inside me.  He took his time  

and when he finally managed to fit that thing in me, it was pure  

bliss.  I never felt anything so good! 

 

	While getting my brains fucked out, I happened to look up  

and saw my husband standing in the doorway with his hard cock in  

his hand, pumping away like mad.  This triggered my first orgasm  

of the night.  It was a great moment, because I knew then that I  

could fuck guys with big cocks without fear of loosing my husband.   

I started pumping like crazy and this made Dick cum.  Dick's cock  

didn't get soft, and he kept pumping into me.  I was getting kind of  

sore, but I was so turned on that I wanted him to keep fucking me  

no matter how much it hurt.  Dick fucked me two more times, and  

each one lasted longer than the previous one.  Finally during the  

third fuck, I was fully satisfied and my pussy was so sore.  Dick  

showed no signs of cumming or wanting to stop, so I decided that  

the best thing to do would be to work hard to make him cum before  

he rubbed the skin off my pussy and then, hopefully, he'd finally  

stop.  Even though it was causing me pain, I got on top and fucked  

Dick as hard and fast as I possibly could just to make him cum  

faster.  When he finally did, I lay down limp and gasping for air.  I  

lost count of the number of times I had cum, and my pussy was  

throbbing in pain. 

 

	Dick got up, dressed, and left.  As soon as he passed  

through the doorway, Tom rushed to the bed, knelt between my  

legs, and started to slid his cock in.  Despite the fact that it was  

much smaller than Dick's, my pussy felt so raw that I couldn't stand  

any more friction now that I was fully satisfied and no longer ultra- 

turned-on.  I told Tom that he was hurting me and wanted him to  

stop.  He quickly slid his cock out and slid his mouth down to my  

pussy and started licking it.  I was so full of Dick's cum that it  

reminded me of a kitten lapping at a saucer of milk.  Actually I  

found his tongue to be quite soothing.  I told Tom that it felt good  

and gently held his head in place.  This continued for a long time.   

Tom didn't seem to want to stop, and I wasn't about stop him.  Tom  

almost always licked his own cum from my pussy after he fucked  

me but only to try to bring me to orgasm.  Also, it was nice because  

I didn't have to worry about any messy cum falling on the bed  

sheets.  But this was special.  Not only was Tom's tongue reducing  

the throbbing pain caused the repeated fucking from Dick's huge  

cock, but in a weird way, Tom was showing me how much he  

loved me.  He was letting me know that he not only approved of  

my fucking men with superior cocks, but that he was willing to  

clean up the sperm left by another man who had just given me more  

pleasure than he ever could. 

 

	When the throbbing finally started to subside, I pulled Tom's  

face up to mine, kissed him deeply, and told him I loved him.  He  

told me he loved me too.  I asked him if enjoyed himself, and he  

said it was fantastic.  He still had a raging hard-on and wanted to  

cum.  I told him that I was too tired, so he'd just have to jerk  

himself off again, which he did.  While he was jerking off, we  

continued kissing each other and talked about the night's events.  I  

asked him if we could repeat this soon, and he emphatically said  

yes.  I also asked him if he enjoyed eating my pussy when it was  

full of another man's cum.  He started to sheepishly explain, but  

immediately his penis erupted with cum.  This in itself let me know  

how he felt about it. 

 

	The next morning, Tom approached me for sex.  I told him I  

was still too sore.  I then suggested that I might get better sooner if  

he licked my pussy.  While doing this, he jerked himself off for  

relief.  We repeated this every night that week, so Tom never got to  

fuck me.  On Friday, my pussy finally felt better, but all I could  

think about was fucking Dick again.  So I called him and invited  

him over for a repeat performance.  This went pretty much the same  

way as the previous time, and again, my pussy was too sore to fuck  

Tom.  I expected that he would complain about never getting to  

fuck me, but he didn't.  I guess he resigned himself to the fact that  

as long as I could fuck a man with a big cock, he'd have to be  

content with just licking my pussy clean.  And that's pretty much  

how my sex life goes now.  Even though my pussy has been  

stretched out so that I don't get sore anymore, I don't fuck Tom  

much.  And when I do, I can barely feel him in me.  Dick or one of  

my other lovers keep me well fucked, and all my husband gets to  

do is eat me afterwards and jerk himself off.  So if you're  

wondering which is better, a lover with big cock or lover with a  

little one, remember that it all depends on what you use them for.