You learn to accommodate when you have a small penis. Foreplay is the key!


Whenever my wife wants sex with me, as opposed to just going to her lover(S?), she touches me, and I get hard instantly! Depending on how much she wants it, she may tease me for a bit or get me going right away. I never know if she wants to actually have sex, or if she is just teasing me to leave me hard any hanging, or if she wants me hard for some ball busting or whatever, so when it’s actual sex, I know my role!


First off, eating her tangy snatch! She’ll want me down there ASAP, but I usually take my time! With her on her back, I s-l-o-w-l-y move my way down. I’ll kiss her next, which she loves. Then a may stop at her luscious, huge breasts for a seriously tongue bath followed by some nipple love. I say may, because I can tell when she wants me to lavish her breasts as she will subtly arch her back, pushing them upwards. If she doesn’t, she will let me take a quick taste, but then she’ll push me downward. Sometimes when I know she wants attention to her tits, I may just pass over them, which drives her crazy! When I finally do hit her spot, she’ll try to get my hands to her breasts, or she may just maul them herself! She usually will yell at me afterwards for ignoring her mammalian assets. That was one of the things that attracted to her to me back in college, that I just didn’t go for her breasts when we made out, in fact, I think it was her who eventually guided my hands to her towering twins!  

Her stomach is flat and tight, and I love to kiss and lick across her as I travel to mine and her goal. My tongue and fingers will tickle and tease her, and she’ll get quite whipped up as I do! I’ll tongue her belly button which causes her to jolt and push me downward.

As I arrive at her hips, I’ll move my hands and either hold her hips down, or I might guide a finger or two to finger her flower open, licking off her taste before I finally get to where she wants me! I will try to slip a finger up her brown eye, but she is usually wise to that and stops me. It makes her come really fast to be eaten and bunged ant the same time!

So now I have arrived, her legs spread wide, her breath fast and labored, her head to the side as she waits for me to make contact. And when I do…

I like to lick and slurp at her slit, taking in her tangy juices into my mouth. Seriously, I would stay there all day if she would let me! No, she wants some clit action, and allow she allows me a drink or two, the clit is where I end up. I won’t bore you with the details, but they range from me teasing lapping away at it with the flat of my tongue, tantalizingly teasing her with the tip, anywhere from leisurely lapping to a vacuum-like seal sucking! I know I’m doing to right when she wraps her leg around my head and pulls it in, trapping me within her lips. I can tell when she comes by movement, sight, and sound.

Now if you think a woman is strong when she has your balls in her hand and is squeezing it tight to the point of tears, you have to lick her clit post-orgasm to be really sure of just how strong she can be! I would stay there and torture her, but without restrains, I don’t last long before she pushes my head away. It is then… I STRIKE!

I’m pretty sure my wife cannot feel much of me when I have inside her, but with her clit hyper-sensitive, I know position myself over her so when I push into her, I am pushing myself along her clit, and it really doesn’t matter how big I am, as that drives her INSANE. Now at this point, I an on top of her, and being stronger, she is now trapped for as long as I can last, each thrust causing her to yelp and exhale as she is forced to endure me pushing in and put of her!

Eventually, one of two things will happen: I will come, or I will hit a state when I will not come but she is tired of my humping her.  I used to just stop, but I found out that if I don’t come inside her, she gets mad! Apparently, that is the sign she is good, me coming! I thought I was being kind by not leaving a mess behind, but, no. She demands my come. And to get me to come faster, she’ll talk to me! Pre-cuckold days, it was about what I would do if I knew she was fucking another man. Yeah, that usually makes me come fast. Is it no wonder has eventually did cuckold me? And holy, shit, do I come hard when I know she ahs the upper hand and is controlling me now with her words!

 It doesn’t matter what she says. It’s always a theme of cuckolding, like, “He was just there last night!”, or “Can you taste his cum on my breath?”, or my fav: “He does that to me, too, only better!” Last night, it was a new one:


“What if I had got stuck over at my lover’s during all this? Would you want me to call you every day, tell you the details of what he did to me, what I did to hi, what we did together, even with him in the next room? I would probably call you ever day, for a while. Then every other day. Then maybe not al all. Would you like that, knowing I was with my lover, but not with you? How long could you last until you broke down? A day? A week? The rest of the summer…?”

I try not to come, enjoying listening to her spin her tale, but at the last point…

I came.