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- Three Weeks in Texas
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Click here"That was incredible!" Jason boomed, ecstatic.
"How did you do that?" Laura asked.
"I have no idea." I said, myself just as awed, "I was just so relaxed with Mark giving me an orgasm and Jason just: slipped in."
Mark continued to remain inside me, hard but no longer thrusting, allowing me to get a good 'feel' for his size while inside me. As he withdrew I heard him give a soft, warm moan of pleasure at how my pussy made him feel. As he stood up I again felt a naughty streak deep inside me.
"Stop Mark, don't move." I said, "Jason, would you go and stand next to my husband please."
Mark grinned like a school kid receiving his very first kiss. His small dick was erect and hard. Standing with as much pride as he had, and Jason stepped up next to him, allowing me to compare the two of them side-by-side.
I was truly astonished. It was amazing the difference between the two men. So alike in so many ways and yet so different. My husband, handsome and fit. Strong, very intelligent, tall and masculine. A small dick yes, but very masculine just the same. And Jason, also strong and intelligent, but shorter, dark skin wrapping his bulging muscles. And a very big cock, long and thick. Each attractive in their own special ways.
I saw the others were taking stock of the two men as well. Sarah, still flush with her own pleasures and obviously feeling a naughty streak herself said, "Mark's dick is so small Deborah and Jason's is so very large. The dichotomy between the two is astonishing. It is no wonder that you so desperately want Jason's big cock."
"He is so small, I have never seen a dick that small." Laura remarked.
"I have heard of men being this small, but I have to admit that I have never seen a dick this small either Mark." Margaret said looking Mark straight in the eyes, eliciting a wide smile from him.
Kimberly just said, simply, "I would take Jason's big cock over Mark's small dick any day." Again, eliciting a wide smile from Mark.
As my naughty streak took full control over me I said to Jason, "That's right Jason, and I will take your big cock over Mark's small dick now as well."
As Mark went and took his seat, perfectly positioned to watch me and Jason fucking before him, I lay back and watched as Jason lowered himself to me, long and hard cock swinging slightly, slight curve upward. Jason once again tried to tease me with his cock, but this time I was the one in control, this time his cock was mine to please and to be pleased with. Taking a firm grasp of his ebony cock I pulled him into me, feeling the wonderful stretching of my eager cunt. Jason, unannounced, thrust his length into me and I gasped, arching my back, the back of my head pressing into the floor.
"Your cock is so big Jason." I cried, "Your cock feels so good inside me." I knew immediately the effect that this would have on Mark since he had never heard such a thing from me before.
"Stretch me Jason, stretch my pussy like it deserves, like I need." I again cried out. Thoroughly engulfed in my lust I grabbed onto Jason's ass and pulled him as deep inside me as his raging cock could go and felt my cunt swallow the whole of him.
It was so incredibly pleasurable that I felt myself once again slip into bliss, my hungry pussy taking all of Jason's massive cock. I opened my legs as wide as possible so that Mark could witness my open pussy stretched by Jason's big, black cock. As I pleaded with Jason to open me wide I gushed out my orgasm, wetting myself and Jason's engorged cock, drowning him in my heated pleasure.
As my orgasm withered Jason withdrew from me and I groaned. "Damn, look how open Deborah is." Exclaimed Sarah, "Look how open and pretty her pussy is. It is like a soft flower in full bloom. How do you feel Deborah, how does your pussy feel?"
Still breathing hard I panted, "Fantastic, my pussy feels so fantastic. It was so full, so good."
Without another word Jason put me on my knees and I buried my face deep into the warm, comfortable rug, sticking my ass out as high as I could and giving Jason full and complete access to my waiting pussy.
As Jason entered me I could feel how much bigger he was than my husband's small dick and was very pleased with the sensation. I felt Jason opening my pussy and sliding in, deep and full. Deeper and fully than Mark could go. I loved the idea that I could easily tell the difference between the two men, that Jason's cock was so much bigger than Mark's small dick. It was erotic to know that my husband was watching this massive cock splitting his wife's pussy so wide. It was so erotic to know that my husband could easily see that his wife's lover had a much bigger and pleasurable cock than he had.
I felt so naughty, so heated. In passion I said, "That's it Jason, fuck me deep. Fuck me in front of my husband, give me your beautiful, big cock. Show my husband what a big cock can do to a woman."
With a grunt Jason thrust into me, faster and faster, with more intensity and drive. I know that Mark could see Jason's thick cock stretching me wide open. I know that my husband could see my lover's extra-large testicles slapping with purpose against my clit and I wondered if Mark was masturbating while watching his wife having sex with another man. I wondered if Mark was masturbating to the knowledge of his wife enjoying a cock that was much bigger than his.
I could tell that Jason was approaching ejaculation so I dropped forward, forcing his cock to withdraw from me. I slowly stood up, letting everyone admire my sweaty body, especially my husband. Jason lay back on his back, slowly recovering from being so close to ejaculation. I dropped to my hands and knees and took Jason once again into my mouth, tasting my pussy upon him. With my left hand I once again cupped his large, heavy testicles, enjoying their weight and eager to bring forth that which they held.
As I sucked on Jason's cock I tasted his pre-cum, thick, warm and delicious. Drooling from his cock, eager to explode, his semen poured forth, slowly filling my mouth and making me want more, but also knowing that Mark deserved to be just as pleasured as myself.
Giving Jason's sperm filled testicles one last squeeze I released him from my mouth and hands, once again rolling onto my back and spreading my legs for him. Jason rolled on top of me, entered, and slowly caressed my right breast with his left hand.
"Oh, you are so big." I quietly cooed.
"You love my big cock, don't you Deborah?" Jason asked, his deep voice close to my left ear.
"Yes Jason, I love your big cock." I grunted as Jason continued to thrust deep inside me. "Your cock is so big."
I looked over and could see Mark, masturbating furiously. His small dick dwarfed in his hand, moving quickly, Mark was pumping hard. I was curious to find out if he would make himself ejaculate just as Tim had or if he would wait to enjoy my pussy after Jason had finished with it.
"Oh, oh!" I cried, once again feeling the rushing waters of orgasm approach.
Sweat glistening on Jason's body I felt as his large testicles bunching at the base of his cock, nearing ejaculation. Again I opened my legs as wide as they could go, giving Jason's pressing hips full access to my open cunt.
I gritted my teeth and felt my nails dig into the flesh of Jason's back. I cried out my pleasure and heard Jason bark out his own sound of pleasure. Ejaculating, I felt Jason's cock explode deep inside me. Thick and warm his sperm flooded into me. My pussy clenched as tight as my teeth, drawing out my own orgasm as Jason continued to empty himself.
Spent I lay back, realizing how tight I had been holding the muscles of my body, seized in the rapture of orgasmic bliss, Jason's heavy cock equally resting still deep inside me. I felt Mark's hands, warm upon my face and looked at him. Mark reached down and kissed me, tongue dipping into my wet mouth. I again thought to myself, Mark kisses you with your lover's cock still buried deep in your pussy, his sperm flooding you. Mark loves you and loves your pleasure and your desires.
I recognized the voice in my head as being my naughty self, but no longer was it the advocate for me extending my curiosities and searching out my desires. Now, the naughty self was just me. Unleashed, free and liberated to be myself and to allow my husband to equally be himself.
Jason rolled off of me, his cock slipping out, and a flood of thick, warm sperm followed him. I kept my knees up and my legs open and wide, allowing the others to witness what Jason had done to me. After Jason had removed himself from me he left to use the restroom and clean up and Mark quickly took his place.
"Do it again Mark, eat her open, well fucked pussy." Margaret encouraged. "We want it Mark, please eat her pussy with her lover's sperm still in it."
I looked and Mark's small dick was rigid and hard, excited that the women wanted him to show the full measure of devotion to me. I shifted slightly, allowing Sarah an excellent view of the sperm that had spilled from my pussy. Putting three fingers down to my twat I scooped a little of the sperm that had spilled and smeared it over my pussy, covering my clit with a large amount of the viscous fluid. I could feel how thick and warm Jason's sperm was and got immediately excited about what was about to happen.
I watched Sarah closely as Mark dropped his mouth to my open and flowing pussy. Her eyes bulged slightly as I felt Mark's tongue slide into me, licking softly, not wanting to miss a thing. Sarah stood and moved to my left side and knelt down. Sarah was so close to me I could smell her heat and knew her passion was raised. Sarah opened her knees, allowing me a view of her bald and open pussy as she dipped a finger inside her and it came away soaking wet, exciting me further as to what my husband was doing.
"That's it Mark, taste the sperm from your wife's lover." Sarah gawked.
Mark groaned, inflamed in passion, knowing that another woman was watching him perform the most intimate act a cuckold could do.
"Let me watch Mark." Sarah growled, "Let me watch you swallow the thick, white, warm sperm of Deborah's lover."
Groaning again Mark licked and sucked deeper, harder. Feeling especially naughty I raised myself up onto my knees and turned Mark over onto his back, straddling his face with my open legs and dropped my pussy down onto his open and waiting mouth. I could feel my lover's sperm beginning to flow from deep within me, thick and fluid, viscous and warm. I was facing Mark's small, hard dick and witnessed his intense excitement as he lapped hungrily at my sperm filled pussy.
I leaned forward and took Mark's rigid dick into my mouth. Reaching back behind me I opened my pussy with two fingers from my left hand. As I lay upon Mark's belly, pussy exposed to Sarah and the others, I could feel Mark's tongue and mouth licking and sucking on my clit, bringing me close once again to orgasm. Moaning I opened my pussy further with my fingers, feeling Jason's sperm beginning its final approach to Mark's open and waiting mouth.
I shuddered, feeling my lover's thick load leave me, knowing that my husband's mouth was filling with the warm, white sperm. Sarah and Margaret cried out as Mark's mouth closed over my pussy, sending me on a burst of electric delight as my orgasm gushed forth along with my lover's sperm. Unable to resist I clenched my legs tight about Mark's head, shattering into a thousand wonderful pieces of orgasmic lust, pressing my pussy tight upon his probing tongue and sucking lips. I too cried out my own lust and pleasure, exposing to all around the heat I held for my husband's love and attention.
Crashed and exhausted, I lay down upon Mark, his hard dick pressing against my cheek. After a minute or so I gathered my strength and rolled off Mark and once again spread my legs, desiring to feel my husband inside me.
Mark understood what I was wanting and climbed on top of me, entering smoothly and easily. "Oh Mark," I cooed, "I can feel how much smaller you are than Jason."
Pleased by my reaction to his dick he centered himself and began thrusting into my open and inviting cunt. "Can you tell Mark? Can you feel the difference as well?"
"Yes, you are so warm and open." Mark grunted, inflamed in passion.
"Fuck me Mark, fuck me with your small dick."
Thrusting faster Mark ground in short, hard bursts, using his small dick as though it were a battering ram. I reached down, under my right thigh and grabbed a firm hold on his swollen testicles and my ears were greeted by a cry of pleasure from my husband.
After a few minutes Mark turned me over and brought my hips up to greet his hard, small dick, allowing me again to compare his small size to my lovers big cock. My pussy felt so opened by Jason's big cock that I easily accommodated my husband's much smaller dick and I could hear Mark's throaty grunt of pleasure at how open I felt to him.
Grabbing my hips tight Mark thrust faster and faster into me, sending sparks of pleasure from my pussy to my toes. Sensing Mark's approaching ejaculation I once again reached between my legs and took firm hold of his swinging, heavy testicles, and sent him over the edge.
Blowing out a breath of pent up passion my open pussy made my husband ejaculate. Pump after pump, thrust after thrust, jet after powerful jet, Mark's sperm flooded me. I too cried out in the rapid pleasure of my forth orgasm of the evening. Collapsing upon the rug I could feel Mark's warm sperm squeezed out of my pussy and slide down my thigh to the plush rug below me.
Mark too seemed spent, exhausted and lay down beside me, his dick softening in the afterglow of his pleasure. Sarah startled me when she went up to Mark and kissed him on the mouth.
"Thank your Mark. Thank you so much for that. It was such a beautiful and wonderful thing you did for Deborah and I am so happy that you allowed us to witness it and participate with the two of you."
I think Mark was a little stunned because all he could do was to look at her for a few seconds before saying, "You're welcome Sarah."
At that we all laughed, overjoyed with the happy and fulfilling time we had spent together, friends, pleased at the success of the day.
Mark and I arose and went to the restroom to clean up. Margaret had given us towels so that we might shower if we chose to do so, which I thought was a very nice touch. Like everything else in Margaret and Jim's home the shower was expansive and lush. The shower was a Kholer wrap-around, which jetted warm water on both Mark and myself at the same time. Mark bathed me gently and with care, softly cleaning the sweat from my body and carefully caressing the lavender soap over my rather sore pussy, taking great care in keeping the soap from going too far inside my still wide open and somewhat gaping pussy.
I too bathed Mark, washing his soft dick and testicles, loving him and all he could give me, very pleased with the man that I had given my life and love to.
Leaving the bathroom refreshed we once again went out to the family room to be with our friends for a little while longer before leaving for the evening and departing Texas for home the following morning. As we sat around the couch, dressed once again, the conversation revolved around the events of the evening and centered in specifically around Sarah and myself.
Hugging and kissing our new friends goodbye with promises of future visits, both in Colorado as well as Texas, we made our way back to our Hotel and fell immediately asleep. I was fascinated when I remembered that the faceless man hadn't returned to my dreams last night and knew immediately it was because my sexual appetites had been finally sated over the past three weeks.
When we awoke in our Abilene hotel room the following morning and began to pack our things for the trip back home we had an hour before we had to leave so we decided to eat breakfast in the hotel's restaurant. Sipping our coffee we talked about our future and where we saw ourselves as a couple 10 years from now. You see, it is these things that turn me on the most about my husband Mark. You don't have to be overtly sexual to be sexually stimulating. Speaking to Mark about our future as a couple together showed me how Mark thought about me as a wife and partner in his life. Such things, the mundanity of life, the common problems and their resolutions, it is these things that comfort a woman, allowing her to have confidence in her man and his relationship to her as a woman.
All through breakfast we laughed and teased. Mark's eyes were bright, intelligent as he spoke to me about his love for the work he does. I, in turn, talked to him about my love for him as a man and provider and appreciation for his compassion and generosity.
Often, when I look about me and see the other couples that are seated nearby, I wonder to myself what sort of relationship they might have. Are they as committed to each-other as Mark and I are? Have they committed themselves to their mate as Mark and I have? Are they equally dedicated to each-other, have they devoted themselves to their wives or husbands? Or are they like most couples, out for themselves, caring little for the needs and desires of their spouse.
I hope this isn't true, though statistics tell me that most are not committed, devoted to the one they married.
So as Mark and I talked about our futures I found my thoughts beginning to wonder, slipping away from the conversation and delving into the recesses of my mind, attempting to discover new things about myself. My concern about how other couples treated each-other faded, having been replaced by the needy desire for my husband. With new eyes I watched him, near overcome with emotion, observing the splendor of a man who was firmly devoted to me in all things. I had discovered that which I sought, the me that is equally devoted to Mark, the true me.
It had always been known to me that she existed, this me that loves unequivocally, without reservation. I knew she was there, but found the wall that isolated her was too high, too strong for me to batter down. It was of great interest to me that while I was unable to defeat the wall, Mark smashed it down with but a few teasing words, in a restaurant, three weeks ago. And while my wall came crumbling down Mark's wall did as well. Mark's strength, by force of his own will, ruined the barriers that separated us from the perfection of a loved life. That's right, I said 'loved life' on purpose, because that is what it is. A life that is loved, my life loving his and he loving mine, together, embracing each-other as well as ourselves. A loved life complete.
- COMMENTS
Well done! Discovering what you truly desire, and the courage to share those desires with the one you love is never without some fear of rejection. Finding others that help you overcome those fears and reluctance is often
serendipitous, but can lead to an amazing life. Not an overly erotic tale, but a true pleasure to read. The sight of my wife's wedding rings on another man's cuck, is a vision that I never tired of. Thanks for the tale.
We have just re- read together this wonderful story again ( Jane was reminded of it as we are back on holiday at the same place we first read it- getting some much needed sun in the middle of our miserable UK winter! ). It served its first purpose admirably as it stimulated some lovely sex! And Jane has I think been helped greatly by it in feeling more able to vocalise her feelings and was able to share memories of her experiences with “BBC” as I pleasured her orally, which of course was intensely enjoyable for me.
But unlike with 99% of “ cuckold stories” I find myself reflecting on this one subsequently as opposed to something I might read to stimulate a wank. I suppose we all like to see characters who remind us of ourselves, and Mark and Deborah certainly do that in many ways. This is real thoughtful writing of a high calibre.
I could write a ton about how much I liked this story. I will simply say it was amazing full stop. I wish I were Mark and my wife was Deborah.
A lesson in what to do if you want to be single. Behavior like this earns you a divorce or a potentially fatal disease. Even for a fictional tale this was 11 pages of stupid.
Hello Deborah Sue. I had not considered the jealousy angle. Your idea makes perfect sense. I can recall times in my youth where my irrational responses to situations were actually jealousy. Thankfully I got past some of those moments, to a place where sharing and compersion are some of the most delicious emotional experiences to be had. Did Mark know you were writing your story as you worked on it? Or a complete surprise for him? And on a separate note, did you use an editor, or do any editing yourself?
To Sexecclectic,
A couple of thoughts about your comments. First of all, thank you for your kind words. They are appreciated more than you know.
Second, about the 'haters.' Well, that comes with the territory I guess. Before I published this piece I knew that there would be those who either did not approve of the subject or that would not like my particular style of writing. There would also be those who strongly objected to the some of the sexual tastes that my husband and I have.
As a writer on sexual things you should expect at least that much from your readers. That said, I have a couple of ideas as to who those particular commenters are and perhaps their motivations.
I am of the mind that some of those people never read through the entire book and I wouldn't blame them if it is a subject they are not interested in. A scathing comment kind of makes sense in that case right?
Another would be just someone who is mean or belligerent, or perhaps just an angry person who is looking to vent. Lastly, jealousy. The jealous lash out in unpredictable ways.
Anyway, that is all I have to say on the matter as I am proud of my accomplishment in being able to put this story down on paper and that when my husband read it he was so excited we made intense, passionate love. That is the strongest measure of my work. He approves!
Deborah Sue
To Sexecclectic,
A couple of thoughts about your comments. First of all, thank you for your kind words. They are appreciated more than you know.
Second, about the 'haters.' Well, that comes with the territory I guess. Before I published this piece I knew that there would be those who either did not approve of the subject or that would not like my particular style of writing. There would also be those who strongly objected to the some of the sexual tastes that my husband and I have.
As a writer on sexual things you should expect at least that much from your readers. That said, I have a couple of ideas as to who those particular commenters are and perhaps their motivations.
I am of the mind that some of those people never read through the entire book and I wouldn't blame them if it is a subject they are not interested in. A scathing comment kind of makes sense in that case right?
Another would be just someone who is mean or beligerant, or perhaps just an angry person who is looking to vent. Lastly, jealousy. The jealous lash out in unpredicatable ways.
Anyway, that is all I have to say on the matter as I am proud of my accomplishment in being able to put this story down on paper and that when my husband read it he was so excited we made intense, passoinate love. That is the strongest measure of my work. He approves!
Deborah Sue
First thought. This is one of the finest stories to be found on Literotica. deborahsue can be thoroughly proud of herself for what she has accomplished here. I’ve read so many stories that I have forgotten half of them on this site. But I won’t forget Three Weeks in Texas, and I have read everything else that deborahsue has written because of this story. Very few stories can be found on this site that combine intellect, emotion, and some pretty steamy sex into a cohesive narrative, without one of those elements taking too much of the stage. The balance is awesome. That is a tough feat to pull off, congratulations on winning the Triple Crown deborahsue! Hats off to you as well for being brave enough sharing your intense, very personal journey with us.
The second thing. I love reading the comments on a story so well written, just to see what sort of praise people will heap upon an author, especially one who deserves it like deborahsue does here. And then the first few comments you read are scathing balls of fire, and people who hate with an intensity that’s disgusting. I’m guessing they hate with more energy than they’ll ever put into loving anything.
You first ask yourself why they bothered to read it if they hated it so much, why did they waste their time reading it, and spend their precious time hacking on the author? You would hope on this website devoted to the world of sexual thrills, that there would be people who are open minded and ready for new experiences. Obviously, that is not always the case. There appeared to be just as many closed minded, ignorant people here, as can be found in our every day world. When I begin reading stories that I myself do not like, maybe because the sexual angle is not for my tastes or the author just isn’t a very good writer. I’ll stop half a page in, and move onto the next one. But waste my time hacking on the author? There’s too many better things to do with your time. I just don’t understand why people have to hate someone who’s sexual journey isn’t the same as theirs, or isn’t the one they want to experience. If Mark enjoyed being told he has a small dick and she is in tune enough with his needs, the only losers in the situation are all those woman-haters who seem to lurk all over on this site. Mark and Deborah seem to have found their happiness.
I feel that deborahsue is strong enough to tolerate the haters, it’s obvious she’s a strong woman. You go girl, and while you’re at it, maybe share some of your other newer adventures? Although I do feel you’d have a hard time topping this story (yes, that is a challenge). Kudos on all your how-to and commentary pieces also. Thanks for the wonderful ride in this story.
Thank you so much for your reply- I’m sure you are right! More importantly, Jane my wife agrees! She asked me to add to my earlier comment on this particular story how much she enjoyed reading it after I’d told her how I’d found it one of , if not the the best cuckolding stories I’d read on here. Not only for its accuracy in its perception of the feelings of both cuckold and cuckoldress , but also because it is simply hot! Of course the two are linked , plus you just write beautifully. When Jane did read it , it took three nights to get through as she had me attend to her orally as she read, and could only get so far before nature took over!
I’ve enjoyed reading all your stories and thoughts in here. And I’ve recommended this story in particular to several others who are either new to the lifestyle or ‘ trembling on the verge’ as it were! I’ll repeat though how much I would like to see more stories from you. Few are blessed with your insights combined with your talent for good prose.
To IstrokeC:
Thank you for your comments. Most likely your wife is like me in that she has no desire to hurt her husband. In Mark and my case it isn't hurtful for him but rather wanted. You see, when he was young that was something that his peers picked on him about. Same with some of his early lovers, and so he has sexualized this.
Hope that this may help you and your wife as well,
Deborah
To: chichan
This has been a common complaint from men about this. In my mind it is perfectly acceptable to not like that part of the story since many men within the Cuckold community or Cuckold interest community picture themselves as being a Stag.
But this isn't a story about other men and their desires, or other women and their desires. This is a story about my husband and I and what turns us on and drives our sexual interests.
I hope this is understandable to you,
DS
I am a cuckold who in many ways is in a similar position to Mark. A relatively small cock; an attractive wife who found, when we tried swinging, that she achieved wonderful orgasms with men who had much larger cocks, especially well endowed black men ; both well educated and materially successful. The only significant difference perhaps is that Jane, my wife, has never fully brought herself to the level of “ teasing” ( which as others have said looks very like humiliation ) which you illustrate so brilliantly. She has tried! She knows how much that excites me , but it is so hard I think for a wife who genuinely loves her husband to play this role when others are present. When we have sex together it invariably forms part of our play- and we both get beautifully turned on by it.
I think maybe that her difficulty in taking the teasing to the level you two have is that she somehow feels that she would have to explain to all the others involved how , despite all appearances, the love and respect we both feel for each other, is untouched by the sexual games we play with them. This is hardly practical- and would rather ruin the eroticism of the experience!
Thank you so much for your writings here- it is so good to read such perceptive analysis of cuckoldry from a woman’s perspective. My only criticism is that I wish you would write more!
I don't think I was very clear about what I was trying to say , so I'll add some more commentary.
Deborah and Mark hadn't known the people in the story for very long (three weeks).
Deborah cuckolded Mark with Jason in front of 4 women and 3 men. Deborah had Mark and Jason stand side-by-side for a comparison. Actually, the way she spoke to each of theme was telling
"Stop Mark, don't move." (an order)
"Jason, would you go and stand next to my husband please." (very polite)
The four women, Sarah, Laura, Margaret and Kimberly all made comments about how small Mark was, and how much better and impressive Jasons's big cock was.
Deborah made many comments praising Jason's big cock.
"That's right Jason, and I will take your big cock over Mark's small dick now as well."
Five women made comments about how much better Jason's big cock was.
It was a big crowd. If you include Deborah and mark it was 10 people, and no one seemed to give a thought to Mark's feelings.
I know that lots of people enjoy the masochistic aspects of humiliation, especially in role play, but this wasn't role play, and it wasn't teasing. Considering the number of people present and all the comments that were made, and the lack of consideration for Mark's feelings, this was humiliation.
I liked this story and I liked your other stories as well. I have to agree with jsch1947. The way you describe Mark, he sounds like a wonderful generous husband who is so considerate of your need for a big cock. I didn't like to way you made him stand beside Jason and the other women compared their cocks. He had to endure their comments. This kind of taunting doesn't come from a nice place. Maybe he considers it to be exciting teasing, or maybe this is your rationale for doing it. Do you take pleasure from the taunts? I suspect that you do otherwise you wouldn't do it.
To jsch1947,
Point stipulated that this can definitely be seen as humiliating. But what is a woman to do if her man sees it as exciting teasing?
I don't think I'm being clear enough.
First off. I LIKED the story. It was well written and erotic as hell.
You compare critical comments about your elbows.
As if elbow shape and size was/is an ego damaging observation.
While a submissive, small man, might easily find comparison of cock size to his wife's bull exciting, (I'm not challenging that at all.)
Consider someone loudly criticizing your nipples shape, size, color, and overall 'uglyness'.
Does that help bring my observation into perspective?
If you don't own a cock, you have no way of interpreting how humiliating it is.
Consider putting on a bathing suit, at a pool, after you've had a breast removed, and a 5 year old,..."Mommy, her breast is gone!!" Loudly, of course.
Does that help?
My point: yes, he might be excited by the observation, but to have it hurled at him in front of others is not teasing. It's humiliation.
Deb,
I can believe this humiliation is exciting to him. Especially if you whisper it to him.
The point I'm trying to make is that it's said in front of a mixed group.
A group of men, not so bad, but with women in the mix. It's several clicks beyond embarrassing.
The most exciting cuckold story I've found, to date is by Kalimaxos, and posted on Kindle
Kyle, Hannah and Ken.
His opinion is similar to mine. (My experience is purely reading audience)
The situation is humiliating enough in it's execution.
You are both brave to journal your histories.
To jsch1947,
Thank you for your comments and I appreciate the criticism. As you might imagine a work of this length is difficult and some things have to be sacrificed in order to keep the flow. What you classify as 'taunting' my husband sees as teasing and so I guess it is a matter, as you correctly put it, preference and tastes.
Oh, and the size comparison thing did in fact happen. Personally, I found it to be very erotic and have included it in many of our encounters to date. But usually, I'll end up sucking both of their cocks so that the other man isn't embarrassed.
Deborah
I loved the story. One of the best I had ever read.
Would like to know from fellow commentators who also liked this , whether they have recommendations for other such stories.
I read one anonymous comment where the lady talked about cuck angst and suggested one more story like this (Beth cuckolding her husband step by step). Kindly share other such stories too.
I am reading your offerings chronologically.
I have been very impressed with your intelligence, your perception, and how well thought out your opinions are on this topic.
I saw a disconnect with the BBQ tale in Texas and pointed that out.
I am 75. My current wife is a widow. She was married to a Dominant for 25 years till he passed. I am not a Dom, per se, but I paid attention to her words regarding the topic. She likes to be manhandled. Mostly, that's a matter of attitude.
I very much appreciate, and enjoy getting your opinions on this topic.
You have a husband with an incredibly thick skin.
There is a huge difference between what is considered teasing, and taunting.
In my mind, the biggest instrument of change,... Is the size of the audience.
Plus. As my wife pointed out, ATTITUDE.
You are the only writer I've encountered on LIT that mentions 'Sexual Competition'.
Become an observer in the Monkey House at the zoo and see it in action. We too, are primates and it's impact upon our sexuality is enormous. It's the fundamental driver of porn.
Thank you for your efforts.
One major flaw.
You say, in preceding chapters, you don't DO humiliation.
That's bullshit. It's also why I didn't give this 5 stars .
A room full of people, all centered on cock size and YOU force him to stand up alongside the man with the biggest cock in the room. Time to "show and tell", and you heap ridicule, unnecessary ridicule upon him. Only one person can defend him, and you're in full Attack mode. Only You can say that he's the best lover you've ever had. (Even with his disability) including big dicked Jason. Jason was never afforded a chance to do more than be a human dildo. His true ability was never texted.
There isn't a single male on the planet who wouldn't have their confidence challenged with the taunting that took place. That's exactly what happened. Mark wasn't Teased, he was Taunted.
Your theory and you story DO NOT MATCH!!!
Unlike most of the suppurating tripe passed off as cuckold fiction on this site, Deborah's work has the ring of authenticity. Loving, consensual and caring, where most of this genre is destructive, deceitful and humiliating. This lady gets it. Five star score.
I am 72 years old and still enjoy a strong sex life. In 1995/6 I successfully (Little step by little step) cuckolded my husband without embarssing or humiliating or belittling him. The secret was to give him little angst views of me sexually flirting with other men in varying situations and later (while having sex with my husband) getting him to admit that he liked watching such flirting. In the last few months i have found a number of women's similiar stories on the net. The one that i found to be closest to my experience was: //rosa-blanca.ru/desixxxphoto/s/beth-wants-to-cuckold-her-husband. The difference is that I got my husband to "fully and verbally" aggree (While we had sex Later) . It took over a year but when I finally took my first bull - what my husband saw was his own private porn show. All of my bulls have been about the same dick size 6" as my husband. The secret was what is now called cuckold angst. My husband loved every moment of it. I always sealed the deal by fucking my husbands brains out immediatelly afterwards. For the last 26 years I have seduced a bull in front of my husband every few months. We are so in love and totally bonded together - it amazes me every time I think about it.
But I feel that the secret to it all was the arousal of his angst, and commitment, and aggreement with each progressive step to the final taking of a bull. We are both glad we did it. Your story is similiar. I seem to be finding more and more that kind of rhyme. More women need to experience this kind of marital bliss.
Thank you i122 for your comments. My husband doesn't see it as humiliation for me to tease him about having a little dick. Kind of like I don't find it humiliating when he teases me for having sharp elbows. It is just teasing to us, but I understand why you might find such a thing as being humiliating.
There is nothing better than great sex between a very much in love married couple. With that said I believe there is nothing sexier that seeing your wife completely satisfied sexually. The only part I didn’t like was the fact Debra said she would never humiliate her husband but continued to raze him about his small dick. Also for those who have never cleaned your wife or GF after she had been fucked you don’t know what the both of you are missing.
A true adherent writing from experience and not from the fantasy-filled mind of a fetishist. As psychological a story as a physically descriptive one. Relies on knowledge and understanding versus tired tropes and clichés.
Superb writing , and excellent insight into cuckoldry. One of the best I’ve ever read. Do write more Deborahsue! You have genuine talent.
Great Take on Cuckold.
I like that the focus is on pleasure and needs without shaming. Judging the physical sizes and kinks is part of the teasing and I like that teasing is part of it. Adding the sperm wars part was interesting and even gives some primitive context to Mark’s desire eat Jason’s sperm from his wife’s freshly fucked cunt (strangely erotic). I liked the parts where Deborah and Sarah shamelessly praised Jason and Troy as they got fucked in front of their husbands. Very hot
An online friend just turned me on to this story. My husband has been a cuckold for over 14 years. Love the way you developed the story!
thank you,great story,I have read a lot of cuckold stories and yours is the best I have ever read.I enjoyed the time you took to describe in detail everyones view point and how you and mark and jason had sex ,again thanks
A bit long but pretty hot, I gave it five stars.
A story encountered many times on Lit but really nicely told : two people are in love but they are not totally sexually compatible as she is longing for something he can't physically give her. Luckily, he is a voyeur so she gets to cuckold him with big cocks and they lived happily ever after.....
Hot (though long) story. Wouldn’t want myself to be treated like Mark had to endure about being “small”, though would like to see my wife (who was a virgin when we met) take a couple of “large” black cocks into her beautiful body to experience the pleasure other lovers could give to her ... “CUCK ME, JACKIE B.”
I give to you a 5-Star Award!
Man in a million
When I first read this story and your others I was not a member of Literotica and I did not rate nor comment it.
First of all, thank you for writing, I enjoy reading. True stories provide a fascinating glimpse into other people’s lifestyles and minds. Knowing that they are true magnifies the emotions I get when reading them. Your stories are a treat even if they are so far away from my own lifestyle. For me, it is hard to believe that any relationship can a) enjoy this lifestyle and b) survive, but to each his own, who am I to judge what consenting adults do in private?
JPB wrote a story once called Shelly’s man in a million. It is a bit ridiculous and I am not suggesting any similarity but I think you really do have one in a million, don’t ever let him go:
He is a good, unselfish, lover despite his small size;
You love bick cocks and he lets you have other men’s big cocks, even gets turned on by it;
You get turned on by interracial and he lets you have BBC;
You like cunnilingus and have a sperm fetish and he enjoys eating creampies, even your lovers creampies!;
You like him to be with you when you get “it” and he holds your hand and looks lustily in your eyes when it happens;
You like to tease him about his size and it turns him on too (most men would be utterly destroyed).
At first I thought wow, what are the odds of two people being so totally in sync, considering that these are so far outside the norm!
Reflecting about the odds, I believe the much simpler explanation is that your husband gets totally turned on by your pleasures and turn-ons, maybe because you loved him despite his limitation (after a bad experience for him?). In any case, you are so lucky to have found your man in a million!
p.s. Sorry for the mistakes, second language for me.
but i doth think you protest too much. I just feel you are trying to sell y our lifestyle. Maybe you are being authentic, if so, good on you. But the humiliation of Mark is not for me.
I enjoyed this story.
However, nothing upsets me more than the inaccuracy about cuckolding.
“ "Well," Mark started, "a 'cuckold' is a man whose wife has sex with other men with his knowledge and approval." “
This is wrong. This is the definition of “hotwifing” not cuckolding. Cuckolding is when the wife has sex with other men withOUT the husbands permission and/or works to humiliate him during such sex.
If we are going to use terms it is important that we use terms correctly and not change their meanings. Otherwise communication ceases to be understood accurately.
Just because your vagina is so big you can accommodate a bowling ball doesn't justify you dehumanizing, ridiculing or deriding a man with a smaller cock. It's your gaping maw of a grotesque gash that is the problem here. You should get surgery to tighten up that black hole and keep from swallowing the universe!
To see through this window into your mind, Deborah! Through eleven pages my interest in your thoughts and feelings-scorching, sweet, dirty, loving, raunchy, selfish, generous, visceral-never flagged. Absolutely wonderful. Thank you. How much you truly care for and think of each other makes it work... you both truly put the other's feelings on par with your own. It's a textbook for opening up a marriage. But it's so hot it spontaneously combusts, so won't ever be fuel for a book-burning ;)
This is the most beautiful piece of writing on Literotica. I read this story a week before but cant get over it yet. Its romantic, intelligent, passionate, sensitive and playful all at once.
Thanks a lot to deborahsue for writing this. Will remember this for long if not forever.
Great story and really enjoyed not just the activities but also the journey, early angst leading to fulfilment.
As a confident and happy man with a small dick i see this as being the perfect relationship and I’d certainly get the same amount of pleasure... in fact I have ;)
A whirlpool of mental gymnastics to justify why you enjoy demeaning your husband and get thrills out of talking about his small dick. Just because he enjoys it doesn't mean it's not mental abuse, some people enjoy being beat up, cut, all manners of degrading things and the people who indulge in that are truly sadistic. You comparing your relationship to other couples proves that you're not truly secure in your relationship. And that glib analogy of "commitment" falls short too. The only one you're committed to is your own self interests. Sad.
I loved your story, but I should be immersed in the tale, thinking "Oh, that's hot" and, "I wish I had a wife like that" rather than, "That period should have been a question mark" or "That sentence needs a few commas". Your story was a gourmet meal, served on a dirty plate.
Dear Author,
Love this story and had to read it twice.
Your writings make my panties tent out.
I’m an author, here, like you, but you are much better!
Sincerely,
sissy erica
PS: my pen name is pantycladlad1 & my stories are in Transsexuals & Crossdressers (first one is true and appears in that section on page 14).
Best 11 page story I've read in awhile ;)
I got to admit,I did felt sorry for Mark at the beginning for his little wiener but after he was ok with it,you're story was extremely arousing!
Two parts I especially liked reading about was that eclair scene...My god that was so hot! And ALL those 'ball scenes' lol, from when you were playing with Jason's testicles under the table to when you popped each one in you're mouth while enjoying that black man while Mark watched toward the endogenous this masterpiece..
To me There's nothing more hotter than seeing it reading a mature white woman holding,playing,licking,sucking or tea bagging a mans balls;)
And in this case a black man's..
Too bad you can't make a story dedicated to this type fetish Deborah but I know haha,it's a totally diff. category
In closing,I gave you a 5 star rating,added you to my favorites AND hoping you make more of these cuckhold stories! They are 🔥
. . . a hot love story and this certainly fits that description. Very Well Done!
Deborah, I would like to echo the great comments written previously (except the trolls; please ignore them). I loved all the insight and thought that went into your writing, and hope to see much more. Seriously... thank you! From your writing, I could easily walk by you and Mark at DIA, stop, exchange hugs and hopefully a cup of coffee as we move about in our travels.
Grey