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.