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30/04/2013
I grew up in a small midwestern farming community where I was mentally programmed to be a macho male stud. I was a star athlete and the prototype All American Boy. However, I always felt uneasy and a bit uncomfortable in this role beccause I was born without a cock. Instead, I had a teeny, tiny nubbin of flesh that was barely bigger than a "clittie" when it was soft. Even hard it was only about 4" to 4 1/2" long and pencil thin.
I knew from a very early age just by looking around the locker room that I had the smallest cock of any of the boys in my school. I was always embarrassed to undress in front of the other boys and endured a number of humiliating and ego crushing experiences. A couple of times I was de-pantsed, ridiculed and teased by the other boys about my tiny cock. I had a number of unusual sexual encounters with both boys and girls as I was growing up that ranged from innocent boy to boy play such as circle jerks to a couple of gangbangs which were incredibly humiliating for me since the comparisons between my "clittie" and the other boys cocks was so transparent.
The most humiliating part of the gangbang was that the girls hardly felt my little dicklette after being fucked by my big dicked buddies. Worse yet, I had such a short fuse that sometimes I shot off the minute I entered the girl's pussy. Once I even creamed the girl's bush before I could get it in. They teased me mercilessly and I was known as "Ready, Shoot, Aim". Nonethless, I managed to cling to the illusion of being a healthy, sexually macho male who wanted to fuck every girl he met and was mentally pre-conditioned to fantasize endlessly about group sex with multiple partners.
I ended up marrying a very sweet, naive, Catholic School Girl who was a virgin when I met her. Actually, she was the proverbial "Girl Next Door". She actually grew up across the street from me, but because she was four years younger, we never dated nor were romantically interested in each other growing up. However, by the time I finished College, she was a very attractive, fully developed young woman with full, ripe and lucious breasts; a sweet smile and a dynamite figure. We started dating in my Senior Year Of College and were eventually married.
When I started dating her, I truly thought I could put my lecherous and humiliating erotic past behind me and satisfy just one woman. However, by the time we were married, I was already getting quite antsy for some additional action. I began to fantasize about wife swapping, threesomes, foursomes and moresomes even before our Honeymoon. Unfortunately, she was so indoctrinated in the teachings of the Catholic Church that it had been a major accomplishment just to get her to let me touch her and play with her before we were married and she had always made me stop short of actually fucking her. How could I ever convince her to embrace having sex with multiple partners.
As I began the preparation for our Honeymoon, I began to formulate a plan. It started with booking us into a hotel on St. Maarten and keeping it a secret from her so she couldn't do any research before we left. Obviously, I selected St. Maarten because of its liberal sexual climate and the fact it housed one of the most famous nude beaches in the world, Orient Beach. However, I made sure my new bride didn't have a chance to discover this prior to our trip.
When we arrived in St. Maarten, we went straight to the hotel for dinner, drinks, champagne and a chance to finally experience sexual intercourse. As I suspected from the reaction when she let me massage her pussy and play with her, my wife was literally a sexual tinderbox filled with dynamite that was waiting to explode. As I undressed her and began massaging her breasts, pussy and ass, she was eager to "consummate" the relationship. Instead, I very slowly undressed her and forced her to delay her lustful desires as I engaged in a long, thorough and extended period of foreplay. By the time I finished licking, sucking and playing with her pussy, tits and ass, she had already erupted into two mind blowing orgasms.
All the while she was frantically trying to force me to fuck her. Amazing isnt't it? These Catholic Girls are taught to deny it for so long that when it is finally O.K. they can't help but turn into needy, wanton eager little sluts. Although I was rock hard, she said: "Is that all the bigger it gets? Are you cold? Do you want me to stroke it?" I had purposely given her a long oral session and brought her to two climaxes because I was concerned that my little "clittie" wouldn't be able to satisfy her. Finally, I couldn't put it off any longer and stuck my tiny 4 inch gherkin into her hot, moist, creamy, cherry pussy. "Are you in yet?", she asked. I was so humiliated by the question that it caused an unusual and disturbing reaction: I immediately erupted into a premature climax. "Did you cum already?" she inquired. Obviously my testosterone starved tiny balls shot such a little load she didn't even feel it. The disappointment in her voice betrayed her attempt to soothe my male ego by saying, "That's O.K. Honey. Don't worry, we'll get it hard again.I love you so much. We can still have fun in other ways while we're waiting?"
Gently, she placed her hand behind my head and guided it down to her steaming cum stained pussy. Of course, I knew what she wanted. But, how could I fulfill my sweetheart's request. Admittedly, I felt so guilty about my premature climax. But, I had just shot my cum into her pussy. How could I go down on her now? As I pondered my predicament, she thrust her pelvis up and firmly pulled my face right into her cum drenched cunt. I had no choice as I began licking, sucking and swallowing the combination of her pussy juices and my cum. Surprisingly, it tasted O.K. and I quickly got over my squeamishness. After 20-30 minutes of licking her pussy, my little nubbin finally engorged again. Although I was embarrassingly aware that it actually got a little smaller after each time I climaxed.
Once again, I climbed back on top of her and slowly entered her hot pussy. Although I was already penetrating her, she cooed: "Oh Honey, please make love to me. Go ahead and put it in." I felt so humiliated when I had to say: "It's already in, sweetheart, can't you feel it?" As I sawed in and out, I could tell this was a big let down and disappointment for her since my cock just wasn't big enough to bring her off. She was eager to try different sexual positions and that only made it worse. From behind, my tiny cock could barely reach her and kept popping out. The same thing happend when she rode me cowboy style. Evern worse, I either shot off right away or after only a few minutes. Although I fucked her three times that evening and shot plenty of creamy white nectar into her pussy, she was totally sexually frustrated and was only able to climax when I was wrapping my tongue, lips and/or mouth around her throbbing clit. Needless to say, I got pretty accustomed to licking up my own creamy white male nectar. Eventually, I would become quite an eager and energetic little cum feeder who would learn to love the yummy sweet taste of creamy male nectar.
When she awoke the next morning, we were both hungry for some more sexual stimulation, especially her. It was like a flood that had been held back for years was suddenly released and her erotic desires, wants and needs came gushing through the broken dam urgently demanding attention. She was suddenly a glutton who had been starving for sexual release. In the morning, I tantalized and teased her as I brought her with my tongue right to the edge of an orgasm and then backed off. Then, I would bring her back up to the edge again as I held her in my mouth forcing her to "surf along the edge of a giant wave of pleasure" but never allowing her to fall over. Time and again I brought her to the edge as she begged for release.
Finally, she started cursing me as she begged me to push her over the edge. I told her I wanted to get her off with my cock. However, the real reason I didn't allow her to climax was beause I wanted her nice and hot N horny for the afternoon's activities and I was pretty sure my cock wouldn't get her off. As I slipped my tiny nubbin into her pussy, I had to admit she sure as hell was hotter and hornier than a nympho slut-whore. After a few minutes of my pointless and frictionless stroking, she was so pissed off at me she startled me by shouting: "If you don't get me off right now, I'm going to find someone who will !!!"
I just laughed, smiled and teased her some more by pulling out, sliding down and sucking on her engorged clittie for a minute or two and then stopping before she could orgasm. As I resumed fucking her with my tiny gherkin, I asked her, "Who would you find to fuck you?That Big Black Stud that brought up our luggage? Or, the waiter with the big lump in his pants this morning?" She responded savagely, "You rotten bastard. It would serve you right if I let the waiter fuck me, wouldn't it? Ohhhhh Gawwwwddddddddddddddddd.....," she wailed. "Please, GET ME OFF!!!" All I could do was shrug my shoulders and say: "I'm really trying honey, but I really want to get you off with my cock. Please, maybe you're not concentrating enough." Hearing this observation made her even angrier. "I'm trying you Bastard, but this just isn't doing it. Your little cock just isn't big enough to get me off. Gawwwd, this is so frustrating." Seeing how angry she was, I finally relented and agreed to eat her pussy, but she was so annoyed that she just wasn't in the mood anymore and we agreed we would play again when we got back from the beach. Secretly, I was happy because I knew she would be in the right mood for what I had planned at the beach.
After breakfast, we packed up and headed for the beach. I instructed her to bring a terry cloth robe to wear on the ride home because her suit would be wet and it was a long way to the beach. I didn't tell her it was a nude beach. When we arrived at Orient Beach and walked over the sand dunes, the view was stunning. At first she was puzzled, then embarrassed, then frightened and ultimately excited. Everywhere you looked there were naked bodies. Men and women casually lounging, walking, playing and swimming as far as the eye could see. Initially, she tried to turn and run away, but I grabbed her arm and reassured her it was O.K. and that all of the beaches on this side of the island were "clothing optional."
Finally, she calmed down enough to join me on a couple of beach towels. In spite of her embarrassment, she couldn't help but watch as a couple of very well hung native lads came walking by with their long, thick cocks dangling, swaying and bouncing over and around their large balls as they walked. I could tell by my wife's hypnotic gaze that she was mesmerzied and excited by the raw sexuality. Even flaccid, their cocks were not only longer than my puny male appendage; but were almost twice as long. My sweet, innocent wife who was always curious about everything, obviously couldn't keep from asking a number of questions. "Did you see how big those young black boys cocks were? Are all black cocks that big? How big do you think they get when they're erect?" Although she didn't intend it, her questions were by there very nature quite humiliating for me. However, I was surprised by my reaction. Her questions were arousing and erotic to me. My mind started visualizing how big those cocks would get when they were hard and my own little "clittie" started to twitch and to stiffen. I was embarrassed to have any of these studs see how small I was and I turned over on my tummy to hide my tiny little boy toy.
At first, my wife kept her swim suit on. Finally, after an hour in the hot sun and a lot of coaxing from me about "when in Rome do what the Romans do"; and ,reassuring her there was no one here from our home town who would know her; and, feeding her a couple of large pina coladas, she finally loosened up and took off her top. An hour later, I persuaded her to go into the water and when we were out far enough that no one could see, I convinced her (actually "forced" her) to slip out of her bikini bottom swim suit so I could play with her in the water. I would have fucked her, but the cold water caused me to shrivel and to recede back up into my body. There was quite literally nothing but a nubbin down there. After playing with her sopping wet pussy and stroking her clittie with my fingers, she was hot, horny and needed release. It was at that point that I headed back into shore with her bikini bottom firmly in my hand.
"You son-of-a bitch, you can't leave me hanging like this. Get back here right now", she shouted. However, she had no choice. She either had to stay in the water all day. . .or . . .walk out naked and lie on the beach showing off her charms like all the other ladies. Fortunately, she was by now both drunk and horny. I had gotten her pussy nice and wet, juicy and creamy and had brought her to the edge of orgasm so that her libido would overcome her inhibitions. Reluctantly and with a pouting look that said "You are in trouble later", she came out and lay down on the blanket. Although she begged me to let her put her suit back on, I refused. However, she threatened to leave unless I rolled over. "Look, you pervert, if I'm going to expose my pussy, you're going to have to expose that little cock of yours, even if it does embarrass you." Reluctantly, I rolled over and we lay there stark naked as we watched all the naked cocks, balls, tits, pussies and asses parading up and down the beach. It is always amazing to me how horny one gets lying in the hot sun. As we watched the parade of long, dangling cocks, my wife reminded me that she was still horny and that she wouldn't have any trouble finding someone else to fuck her on this beach. Then, we began a seeminly harmless and innocent game of trying to pick out which guy would fuck her the best.
No sooner had we rolled over and started to play our little game than a group of three clearly Alpha males, probably in their late 20s came walking by. Their eyes seemed to devour my wife's naked body and they smirked as they openly stared at my shriveled tiny nubbiin. They then did a double take as they took a closer look at my wife's curvacious hips and her big breast and long nipples. They stopped, turned around and came back to introduce themselves. Their big black cocks dangled down so far they looked like a couple of logs hanging from their groin and their big black balls were very rounded, plump and full as they hung down like a couple of Great Danes dangling ballsacs. They immediately began chatting up my wife and, other than a smirking look at my tiny clittie, they pretty much ignored me. My wife invited them to sit down and they offered to get us a couple of Pina Coladas. We spent the next couple of hours drinking multiple Island drinks and getting to know these young men, or, I should say that my wife got to know them.
Totally ignored, I closed my eyes and they must have thought I was asleep because I heard my wife explaining that she had been a virgin before our honeymoon, was pretty inexperienced with men and didn't quite know what to expect on her wedding night. However, she had expected the sex to be different. Of course, they pressed her to explain what she meant. But, she simply said, "Oh, I don't know, I just thought from my girlfriends comments that it would initially hurt more, stretch me out more and be a little more overwhelming." The three guys laughed and commented: "No offense, but by the looks of your hubby's tiny package, you're playing with a toy pistol instead of a real rifle. If you want the explosive magic of fireworks, you need to use a big rocket instead of a little flare. You should try the "Real Thing" sometime, Baby, instead of a toy." My wife didn't seem to flinch at all and replied: "Where would I go to try a Real Rocket?" The three guys chuckled, laughed and said: "You don't have to go anywhere, Baby, we'll come to you? Or, should we say we'll cum in you?" My wife coyly replied, "Oh, you're such naughty boys! You need to be cooled off. Since my husband's asleep, why don't we go for a swim."
After a few minutes, I opened my eyes slightly so I could peer down the beach and I watched my wife's shapely, curved derriere bouncing into the water with a muscular black trio of powerful torsos on either side and surrounding her. They swam far out into the water and started playing what looked like tag under the water. My mind was in utter turmoil. Part of it was absolutely furious that she had been so open, so sexy and so willing to flirt with these boys. I couldn't believe she was out there in the water naked with them. However, I couldn't help noticing that my tiny little nubbin was by now fully engorged and was twitching so fiercely that I had to roll over as I watched my wife cavorting in the water with these two studs. My mind created all kinds of naughty images of my wife touching, holding and stroking those big cocks under the water. I could imagine the boys touching her titties, her ass and her pussy. I just knew they were slipping their fingers into her hot pussy......then....it struck me.....they might even be fucking her right there in the water. Sure enough, when I looked up, she was sandwiched in between the three of them and they seemed to be rocking back and forth as a wave washed over them. I couldn't help wondering whether they were fucking her right there. I felt a sinking, sick feeling in my stomach. My head was dizzy, I started to hyperventilate and I was afraid I was going to throw up. Howevr, my cock was soooo fucking hard, I was even more afraid I was going to shoot off without even touching it. I didn't know if I was more concerned they were fucking her; or, more concerned that they were not fucking her. What a dilemma !!!
Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I put my hands in front of my erection and ran down into the water and swam out to where they had been playing. By now, I was alarmed and a little bit angry. "What the hell are you doing?" I shouted at my wife. "Why, honey, we're just body surfing. These nice boys are showing me how to enjoy the islands," she replied innocently. "Yeah," I muttered. "I'll bet they are." "Oh, baby, c'mon, don't be a party pooper. After all, coming to this nude beach was your idea. I have to admit, I wasn't sure I wanted to stay, but this is really fun." With that, she and her new friends dove into the next wave.
For about the next hour, we all played in the surf. I think there was a lot of touchy, feely going on under the water, but I couldn't be sure. Finally, my wife got tired and wanted to go back to the hotel. The boys immediately offered to come back with us for a drink, but my wife politely refused their invitation. They cajoled, pleaded and tried to persuade her, but she told them we wanted some time alone. Finally, they gave her their hotel and telephone number and urged her to call them if she wanted some fireworks later.They took one more look at my pathetically tiny clittie, laughed and walked off down the beach. I was so humiliated, my nubbin curled up and was only about an inch soft. I looked like a little boy out on the beach.
Needless to say, by the time we picked up our stuff and headed for the car, we were both horny, hot and eager to get back to the hotel room for some more sexual play. However, it was late in the afternoon and she was tired and sleepy. Consequently, I encouraged her to simply slip on her robe, put down the front seat and take a nap since it was a long drive back to the hotel. Within 10 minutes, she was sleeping like a baby as I steered the car along the winding streets from the beach and onto a freeway. As she slept, I reached over and pulled her robe aside to show off her pussy and her tits as I played with her mons venus. Gradually, I rubbed her clit and began slipping my fingers inside her well lubricated pussy lips. As I started to finger fuck her, she let out a sigh and adjusted her hips so I had better access to her pussy but was clearly sound asleep.
As I was playing with her, I noticed in my rearview mirror a Volkswagen Van approaching us. As it passed us, I could see that it was filled with college age young boys. Although it pulled out to pass us, it quickly slowed and fell back beside us as the boys noticed the naked lady being finger fucked in the front seat. All of a sudden windows went down and eager, lustful, horny young faces peered out to get a better look. At that point, I gunned the car pulled ahead and directly into the left lane in front of them; and, then slowed down. Now, they had no choice but to pull up on my right side which was exactly what I wanted so I could show off my wife's lovely and erotic sexual charms to this eager young audience. As they cruised alongside me, they began making gestures, signs and signals of how much they appreciated the show. Finally, just as I was bringing my wife to a peak of excitement, one of them whistled; and, my wife awakened to look directly up into the faces of three horny young men leaning out the window ogling her. Although I expected her to be furious, she had no opportunity. The sight of those boys, combined with my skillful fingers on her clit suddenly, unexpectedly and involuntarily shot her over the edge into a screaming orgasm that she couldn't stop, couldn't resist and couldn't hide. The boys, whistled, clapped, applauded, cheered and demonstrably showed their appreciation by sticking their hard cocks out the window for her to see. Although they waved for me to pull over, I sped off and quickly lost them.
No sooner had her orgasm subsided than my wife began cursing me. "You rotten bastard!!! How could you show me off like that!!!" I, of course urged her to relax and assured her there was no harm. I reminded her that she had just been showing off her pussy to those two boys back at the beach. Then, I reminded her that obviously it had excited her to awake to them watching her since it sent her over the giant wave into a thundering orgasm. She cursed me again and pointed out that it was one thing to see her nude, but quite another to watch as I played with her pussy and brought her to an orgasm. However, she shyly admitted that it was pretty erotic and finally joined me in laughing at how excited those boys had gotten.
However, she just couldn't understand why I would want to show her off like that and asked me to explain. I pointed out to her that if I had a shiny new sports car, like the red corvette I lusted after, I would want to show it off to other guys and let them enjoy my new beauty. I suggested that perhaps it was because I was so proud of her and that it turned me on to know how much other men wanted what I had. I told her it was a compliment to me and to her to see how excited those boys got. There was no harm done. We didn't know them; they didn't know us and there was no physical contact. Well, needless to say, she couldn't believe that it excited me to show off my sweet little wife. Consequently, I took her hand and placed it on my little clithead which was hard as a rock and throbbing helplessly from the excitement. In fact, I told her I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel to fuck her. A little puzzled, she couldn't help asking me: "Does it excite you to know other men want to fuck me? Do you get excited just showing me off, or, would it actually excite you to watch me with another man?" OOPS.....here was the million dollar question....and.....quite frankly, I didn't know the answer, for sure. "Well, there's no doubt is excites me to show you off. I don't know how I would react to actually watching you with another man," I answered truthfully. "However, it doesn't hurt to fantasize, does it?" Her face had a confused, puzzled and thoughtful look as she replied: "No, I guess it doesn't do any harm to daydream, as long as nobody gets hurt. I'm just surprised that those kind of fantasies would excite you."
Quickly, I pulled off the freeway, found a deserted country road that led down to the beach and parked my car in a grove of trees about 50 feet from the beach. Then, I locked the doors and convinced her to climb into the back seat where I could fuck her. No sooner had I penetrated her pussy with my little four incher than I noticed some movement coming from the beach. My wife couldn't see it because she was lying flat on her back and her view was blocked by the seats. As I continued to stroke my cock in and out of her pussy, I noticed two young native boys walking up the lane towards our car. It was all I could do to keep from cumming as I got so excited contemplating the fact that they were going to "catch" us fucking if I didn't alert my wife. In order to make sure she was in the right mood, I reached down and massaged her clit as I fucked her and encouraged her to revisit and revisualize the view of those boys leaning out of the van and leering at her. I knew she was off in La La Land as her pussy overflowed with juices and I could tell she was enjoying the thought of having been such a naughty girl. By this time, the boys were right up alongside the car. My wife had her eyes closed and didn't see them so I motioned to them it was O.K. to watch. After a few minutes, they unzipped their trousers and pulled out two of the BIGGEST, BLACKEST COCKS I had ever seen and began stroking them as they enjoyed the show. Knowing that my wife was unable to climax from my little dick, I quickly pulled out and plastered my face in her pussy. After only a few licks, sucks and laps, she started to reach a sexual peak. At that moment, she opened her eyes to see two BIG BLACK COCKS pressed agains the window and two young faces lustfully peering down at her. It was too late!!! She exploded and erupted like a volcano as the pussy juices raged out of her pussy like a river overflowing its banks. As she thrashed about, twisting, turning and locked in the throes of her orgasm, she started cursing me all over. I got up, shooed the boys away, climbed in the front and drove away.
Although she was pissed off at me, she had also been sooooo excited she couldn't hold back her orgasm. In fact, seeing those boys had triggered it. Back at the hotel, she calmed down as we prepared for dinner. After a sumptuous dinner with wine, champagne and some luscious desserts, she was able to laugh about it as we recounted our wild experiences. Back in the safety of our hotel room, she was ready for more sexual play and her pussy was sopping wet as we lay in bed and relived the days vivid, shocking and erotic events. As I played with her pussy, I finally got her to admit that it had excited her to have those boys watching her. I pulled her hand once again down to my crotch; and, it was abundantly clear how excited I was. As I slowly engaged in foreplay with her, we began to fantasize about what could have happened. What if I had pulled over for that van load of boys? What if we had gone out on the beach instead of staying in the car? What if those two native boys had found us making love on a blanket in the sand instead of in a locked car? What might of, could have, would have happened? What if there had been a group of four or five men?
As i played with her pussy, she began to ask more questions. "How big do you think those boys' cocks were? They looked like they were a foot long. Wouldn't a cock that big hurt a woman? I can't imagine how my pussy could spread wide enough to accommodate something that big." As she talked I slowly slipped two fingers; then three and finally four fingers into her sopping wet cunt. As I spread out her pussy, she began to pant and to quicken her breathing. Her eyes opened wide and her nostrils flared and I could tell she was enjoying it. "See, Baby, you're pussy is incredibly elastic. If it can give birth to a baby, believe me it can accomodate an 8" to 12" cock. In fact, some women find it more pleasureable to be fully filled by such a big cock. I've watched women being fucked by such big cocks and it is incredible how hot they get." This comment stunned her and she asked: "You've watched? What do you mean you've watched?" As I played with her pussy and stroked her clit, I began to relate to her the tales of how my buddies had arranged gangbangs with the slut girls in our High School. My wife was so innocent, she was amazed and shocked and at first didn't believe me. However, the more I described in detail how my buddies' big, thick, hot, throbbing cocks split open a little slut's pussy, she began to writhe and moan and I encouraged her to imagine what it would be like to have a whole group of boys standing in line waiting to fuck her.
Needless to say, I encouraged the erotic imagination of my sweet, naive young bride and, in no time, her pussy was soaking, sopping wet imagining what might have happened. Secretly, she confided that she had sometimes had fantasies about being overwhelmed and/or taken by a man or a group of men while walking though the woods. She even confided that she had once been forced by two boys into the entrance to the Boys Locker Room as a joke. Although she didn't see anything and they released her a few feet into the entrance, she had freqently fantasized about what would have happened if she had been dragged into a locker room full of naked boys taking their showers. The fantasy had been so strong, so erotic and so recurrent that she once confided it to one of her girlfriends in High School who had admitted to similar fantasies. On a dare, the two girls had gone down to the boy's gym during August pre-school football practice. While the boys were out on the football field, the two of them had sneaked into the boys locker room, disrobed, darted into the boys showers and had soaped and washed themselves while they could hear the sounds of the boys practicing outside. Although they didn't get caught and managed to quickly shower, dry off, dress and leave before the boys returned, she had many times masturbated herself to sleep as she enjoyed the fantasy of what might have happened if those boys had returned and caught them stark naked in the showers. As I played with her clit, her pussy and kneeled down to lick her pussy, I encouraged her to visually imagine what might have happened. In no time, she was moaning, wimpering and shreiking with delight as one orgasm after another washed over her body as I continued to suck, lick and orally worship her gorgeous pussy.
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I knew from a very early age just by looking around the locker room that I had the smallest cock of any of the boys in my school. I was always embarrassed to undress in front of the other boys and endured a number of humiliating and ego crushing experiences. A couple of times I was de-pantsed, ridiculed and teased by the other boys about my tiny cock. I had a number of unusual sexual encounters with both boys and girls as I was growing up that ranged from innocent boy to boy play such as circle jerks to a couple of gangbangs which were incredibly humiliating for me since the comparisons between my "clittie" and the other boys cocks was so transparent.
The most humiliating part of the gangbang was that the girls hardly felt my little dicklette after being fucked by my big dicked buddies. Worse yet, I had such a short fuse that sometimes I shot off the minute I entered the girl's pussy. Once I even creamed the girl's bush before I could get it in. They teased me mercilessly and I was known as "Ready, Shoot, Aim". Nonethless, I managed to cling to the illusion of being a healthy, sexually macho male who wanted to fuck every girl he met and was mentally pre-conditioned to fantasize endlessly about group sex with multiple partners.
I ended up marrying a very sweet, naive, Catholic School Girl who was a virgin when I met her. Actually, she was the proverbial "Girl Next Door". She actually grew up across the street from me, but because she was four years younger, we never dated nor were romantically interested in each other growing up. However, by the time I finished College, she was a very attractive, fully developed young woman with full, ripe and lucious breasts; a sweet smile and a dynamite figure. We started dating in my Senior Year Of College and were eventually married.
When I started dating her, I truly thought I could put my lecherous and humiliating erotic past behind me and satisfy just one woman. However, by the time we were married, I was already getting quite antsy for some additional action. I began to fantasize about wife swapping, threesomes, foursomes and moresomes even before our Honeymoon. Unfortunately, she was so indoctrinated in the teachings of the Catholic Church that it had been a major accomplishment just to get her to let me touch her and play with her before we were married and she had always made me stop short of actually fucking her. How could I ever convince her to embrace having sex with multiple partners.
As I began the preparation for our Honeymoon, I began to formulate a plan. It started with booking us into a hotel on St. Maarten and keeping it a secret from her so she couldn't do any research before we left. Obviously, I selected St. Maarten because of its liberal sexual climate and the fact it housed one of the most famous nude beaches in the world, Orient Beach. However, I made sure my new bride didn't have a chance to discover this prior to our trip.
When we arrived in St. Maarten, we went straight to the hotel for dinner, drinks, champagne and a chance to finally experience sexual intercourse. As I suspected from the reaction when she let me massage her pussy and play with her, my wife was literally a sexual tinderbox filled with dynamite that was waiting to explode. As I undressed her and began massaging her breasts, pussy and ass, she was eager to "consummate" the relationship. Instead, I very slowly undressed her and forced her to delay her lustful desires as I engaged in a long, thorough and extended period of foreplay. By the time I finished licking, sucking and playing with her pussy, tits and ass, she had already erupted into two mind blowing orgasms.
All the while she was frantically trying to force me to fuck her. Amazing isnt't it? These Catholic Girls are taught to deny it for so long that when it is finally O.K. they can't help but turn into needy, wanton eager little sluts. Although I was rock hard, she said: "Is that all the bigger it gets? Are you cold? Do you want me to stroke it?" I had purposely given her a long oral session and brought her to two climaxes because I was concerned that my little "clittie" wouldn't be able to satisfy her. Finally, I couldn't put it off any longer and stuck my tiny 4 inch gherkin into her hot, moist, creamy, cherry pussy. "Are you in yet?", she asked. I was so humiliated by the question that it caused an unusual and disturbing reaction: I immediately erupted into a premature climax. "Did you cum already?" she inquired. Obviously my testosterone starved tiny balls shot such a little load she didn't even feel it. The disappointment in her voice betrayed her attempt to soothe my male ego by saying, "That's O.K. Honey. Don't worry, we'll get it hard again.I love you so much. We can still have fun in other ways while we're waiting?"
Gently, she placed her hand behind my head and guided it down to her steaming cum stained pussy. Of course, I knew what she wanted. But, how could I fulfill my sweetheart's request. Admittedly, I felt so guilty about my premature climax. But, I had just shot my cum into her pussy. How could I go down on her now? As I pondered my predicament, she thrust her pelvis up and firmly pulled my face right into her cum drenched cunt. I had no choice as I began licking, sucking and swallowing the combination of her pussy juices and my cum. Surprisingly, it tasted O.K. and I quickly got over my squeamishness. After 20-30 minutes of licking her pussy, my little nubbin finally engorged again. Although I was embarrassingly aware that it actually got a little smaller after each time I climaxed.
Once again, I climbed back on top of her and slowly entered her hot pussy. Although I was already penetrating her, she cooed: "Oh Honey, please make love to me. Go ahead and put it in." I felt so humiliated when I had to say: "It's already in, sweetheart, can't you feel it?" As I sawed in and out, I could tell this was a big let down and disappointment for her since my cock just wasn't big enough to bring her off. She was eager to try different sexual positions and that only made it worse. From behind, my tiny cock could barely reach her and kept popping out. The same thing happend when she rode me cowboy style. Evern worse, I either shot off right away or after only a few minutes. Although I fucked her three times that evening and shot plenty of creamy white nectar into her pussy, she was totally sexually frustrated and was only able to climax when I was wrapping my tongue, lips and/or mouth around her throbbing clit. Needless to say, I got pretty accustomed to licking up my own creamy white male nectar. Eventually, I would become quite an eager and energetic little cum feeder who would learn to love the yummy sweet taste of creamy male nectar.
When she awoke the next morning, we were both hungry for some more sexual stimulation, especially her. It was like a flood that had been held back for years was suddenly released and her erotic desires, wants and needs came gushing through the broken dam urgently demanding attention. She was suddenly a glutton who had been starving for sexual release. In the morning, I tantalized and teased her as I brought her with my tongue right to the edge of an orgasm and then backed off. Then, I would bring her back up to the edge again as I held her in my mouth forcing her to "surf along the edge of a giant wave of pleasure" but never allowing her to fall over. Time and again I brought her to the edge as she begged for release.
Finally, she started cursing me as she begged me to push her over the edge. I told her I wanted to get her off with my cock. However, the real reason I didn't allow her to climax was beause I wanted her nice and hot N horny for the afternoon's activities and I was pretty sure my cock wouldn't get her off. As I slipped my tiny nubbin into her pussy, I had to admit she sure as hell was hotter and hornier than a nympho slut-whore. After a few minutes of my pointless and frictionless stroking, she was so pissed off at me she startled me by shouting: "If you don't get me off right now, I'm going to find someone who will !!!"
I just laughed, smiled and teased her some more by pulling out, sliding down and sucking on her engorged clittie for a minute or two and then stopping before she could orgasm. As I resumed fucking her with my tiny gherkin, I asked her, "Who would you find to fuck you?That Big Black Stud that brought up our luggage? Or, the waiter with the big lump in his pants this morning?" She responded savagely, "You rotten bastard. It would serve you right if I let the waiter fuck me, wouldn't it? Ohhhhh Gawwwwddddddddddddddddd.....," she wailed. "Please, GET ME OFF!!!" All I could do was shrug my shoulders and say: "I'm really trying honey, but I really want to get you off with my cock. Please, maybe you're not concentrating enough." Hearing this observation made her even angrier. "I'm trying you Bastard, but this just isn't doing it. Your little cock just isn't big enough to get me off. Gawwwd, this is so frustrating." Seeing how angry she was, I finally relented and agreed to eat her pussy, but she was so annoyed that she just wasn't in the mood anymore and we agreed we would play again when we got back from the beach. Secretly, I was happy because I knew she would be in the right mood for what I had planned at the beach.
After breakfast, we packed up and headed for the beach. I instructed her to bring a terry cloth robe to wear on the ride home because her suit would be wet and it was a long way to the beach. I didn't tell her it was a nude beach. When we arrived at Orient Beach and walked over the sand dunes, the view was stunning. At first she was puzzled, then embarrassed, then frightened and ultimately excited. Everywhere you looked there were naked bodies. Men and women casually lounging, walking, playing and swimming as far as the eye could see. Initially, she tried to turn and run away, but I grabbed her arm and reassured her it was O.K. and that all of the beaches on this side of the island were "clothing optional."
Finally, she calmed down enough to join me on a couple of beach towels. In spite of her embarrassment, she couldn't help but watch as a couple of very well hung native lads came walking by with their long, thick cocks dangling, swaying and bouncing over and around their large balls as they walked. I could tell by my wife's hypnotic gaze that she was mesmerzied and excited by the raw sexuality. Even flaccid, their cocks were not only longer than my puny male appendage; but were almost twice as long. My sweet, innocent wife who was always curious about everything, obviously couldn't keep from asking a number of questions. "Did you see how big those young black boys cocks were? Are all black cocks that big? How big do you think they get when they're erect?" Although she didn't intend it, her questions were by there very nature quite humiliating for me. However, I was surprised by my reaction. Her questions were arousing and erotic to me. My mind started visualizing how big those cocks would get when they were hard and my own little "clittie" started to twitch and to stiffen. I was embarrassed to have any of these studs see how small I was and I turned over on my tummy to hide my tiny little boy toy.
At first, my wife kept her swim suit on. Finally, after an hour in the hot sun and a lot of coaxing from me about "when in Rome do what the Romans do"; and ,reassuring her there was no one here from our home town who would know her; and, feeding her a couple of large pina coladas, she finally loosened up and took off her top. An hour later, I persuaded her to go into the water and when we were out far enough that no one could see, I convinced her (actually "forced" her) to slip out of her bikini bottom swim suit so I could play with her in the water. I would have fucked her, but the cold water caused me to shrivel and to recede back up into my body. There was quite literally nothing but a nubbin down there. After playing with her sopping wet pussy and stroking her clittie with my fingers, she was hot, horny and needed release. It was at that point that I headed back into shore with her bikini bottom firmly in my hand.
"You son-of-a bitch, you can't leave me hanging like this. Get back here right now", she shouted. However, she had no choice. She either had to stay in the water all day. . .or . . .walk out naked and lie on the beach showing off her charms like all the other ladies. Fortunately, she was by now both drunk and horny. I had gotten her pussy nice and wet, juicy and creamy and had brought her to the edge of orgasm so that her libido would overcome her inhibitions. Reluctantly and with a pouting look that said "You are in trouble later", she came out and lay down on the blanket. Although she begged me to let her put her suit back on, I refused. However, she threatened to leave unless I rolled over. "Look, you pervert, if I'm going to expose my pussy, you're going to have to expose that little cock of yours, even if it does embarrass you." Reluctantly, I rolled over and we lay there stark naked as we watched all the naked cocks, balls, tits, pussies and asses parading up and down the beach. It is always amazing to me how horny one gets lying in the hot sun. As we watched the parade of long, dangling cocks, my wife reminded me that she was still horny and that she wouldn't have any trouble finding someone else to fuck her on this beach. Then, we began a seeminly harmless and innocent game of trying to pick out which guy would fuck her the best.
No sooner had we rolled over and started to play our little game than a group of three clearly Alpha males, probably in their late 20s came walking by. Their eyes seemed to devour my wife's naked body and they smirked as they openly stared at my shriveled tiny nubbiin. They then did a double take as they took a closer look at my wife's curvacious hips and her big breast and long nipples. They stopped, turned around and came back to introduce themselves. Their big black cocks dangled down so far they looked like a couple of logs hanging from their groin and their big black balls were very rounded, plump and full as they hung down like a couple of Great Danes dangling ballsacs. They immediately began chatting up my wife and, other than a smirking look at my tiny clittie, they pretty much ignored me. My wife invited them to sit down and they offered to get us a couple of Pina Coladas. We spent the next couple of hours drinking multiple Island drinks and getting to know these young men, or, I should say that my wife got to know them.
Totally ignored, I closed my eyes and they must have thought I was asleep because I heard my wife explaining that she had been a virgin before our honeymoon, was pretty inexperienced with men and didn't quite know what to expect on her wedding night. However, she had expected the sex to be different. Of course, they pressed her to explain what she meant. But, she simply said, "Oh, I don't know, I just thought from my girlfriends comments that it would initially hurt more, stretch me out more and be a little more overwhelming." The three guys laughed and commented: "No offense, but by the looks of your hubby's tiny package, you're playing with a toy pistol instead of a real rifle. If you want the explosive magic of fireworks, you need to use a big rocket instead of a little flare. You should try the "Real Thing" sometime, Baby, instead of a toy." My wife didn't seem to flinch at all and replied: "Where would I go to try a Real Rocket?" The three guys chuckled, laughed and said: "You don't have to go anywhere, Baby, we'll come to you? Or, should we say we'll cum in you?" My wife coyly replied, "Oh, you're such naughty boys! You need to be cooled off. Since my husband's asleep, why don't we go for a swim."
After a few minutes, I opened my eyes slightly so I could peer down the beach and I watched my wife's shapely, curved derriere bouncing into the water with a muscular black trio of powerful torsos on either side and surrounding her. They swam far out into the water and started playing what looked like tag under the water. My mind was in utter turmoil. Part of it was absolutely furious that she had been so open, so sexy and so willing to flirt with these boys. I couldn't believe she was out there in the water naked with them. However, I couldn't help noticing that my tiny little nubbin was by now fully engorged and was twitching so fiercely that I had to roll over as I watched my wife cavorting in the water with these two studs. My mind created all kinds of naughty images of my wife touching, holding and stroking those big cocks under the water. I could imagine the boys touching her titties, her ass and her pussy. I just knew they were slipping their fingers into her hot pussy......then....it struck me.....they might even be fucking her right there in the water. Sure enough, when I looked up, she was sandwiched in between the three of them and they seemed to be rocking back and forth as a wave washed over them. I couldn't help wondering whether they were fucking her right there. I felt a sinking, sick feeling in my stomach. My head was dizzy, I started to hyperventilate and I was afraid I was going to throw up. Howevr, my cock was soooo fucking hard, I was even more afraid I was going to shoot off without even touching it. I didn't know if I was more concerned they were fucking her; or, more concerned that they were not fucking her. What a dilemma !!!
Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I put my hands in front of my erection and ran down into the water and swam out to where they had been playing. By now, I was alarmed and a little bit angry. "What the hell are you doing?" I shouted at my wife. "Why, honey, we're just body surfing. These nice boys are showing me how to enjoy the islands," she replied innocently. "Yeah," I muttered. "I'll bet they are." "Oh, baby, c'mon, don't be a party pooper. After all, coming to this nude beach was your idea. I have to admit, I wasn't sure I wanted to stay, but this is really fun." With that, she and her new friends dove into the next wave.
For about the next hour, we all played in the surf. I think there was a lot of touchy, feely going on under the water, but I couldn't be sure. Finally, my wife got tired and wanted to go back to the hotel. The boys immediately offered to come back with us for a drink, but my wife politely refused their invitation. They cajoled, pleaded and tried to persuade her, but she told them we wanted some time alone. Finally, they gave her their hotel and telephone number and urged her to call them if she wanted some fireworks later.They took one more look at my pathetically tiny clittie, laughed and walked off down the beach. I was so humiliated, my nubbin curled up and was only about an inch soft. I looked like a little boy out on the beach.
Needless to say, by the time we picked up our stuff and headed for the car, we were both horny, hot and eager to get back to the hotel room for some more sexual play. However, it was late in the afternoon and she was tired and sleepy. Consequently, I encouraged her to simply slip on her robe, put down the front seat and take a nap since it was a long drive back to the hotel. Within 10 minutes, she was sleeping like a baby as I steered the car along the winding streets from the beach and onto a freeway. As she slept, I reached over and pulled her robe aside to show off her pussy and her tits as I played with her mons venus. Gradually, I rubbed her clit and began slipping my fingers inside her well lubricated pussy lips. As I started to finger fuck her, she let out a sigh and adjusted her hips so I had better access to her pussy but was clearly sound asleep.
As I was playing with her, I noticed in my rearview mirror a Volkswagen Van approaching us. As it passed us, I could see that it was filled with college age young boys. Although it pulled out to pass us, it quickly slowed and fell back beside us as the boys noticed the naked lady being finger fucked in the front seat. All of a sudden windows went down and eager, lustful, horny young faces peered out to get a better look. At that point, I gunned the car pulled ahead and directly into the left lane in front of them; and, then slowed down. Now, they had no choice but to pull up on my right side which was exactly what I wanted so I could show off my wife's lovely and erotic sexual charms to this eager young audience. As they cruised alongside me, they began making gestures, signs and signals of how much they appreciated the show. Finally, just as I was bringing my wife to a peak of excitement, one of them whistled; and, my wife awakened to look directly up into the faces of three horny young men leaning out the window ogling her. Although I expected her to be furious, she had no opportunity. The sight of those boys, combined with my skillful fingers on her clit suddenly, unexpectedly and involuntarily shot her over the edge into a screaming orgasm that she couldn't stop, couldn't resist and couldn't hide. The boys, whistled, clapped, applauded, cheered and demonstrably showed their appreciation by sticking their hard cocks out the window for her to see. Although they waved for me to pull over, I sped off and quickly lost them.
No sooner had her orgasm subsided than my wife began cursing me. "You rotten bastard!!! How could you show me off like that!!!" I, of course urged her to relax and assured her there was no harm. I reminded her that she had just been showing off her pussy to those two boys back at the beach. Then, I reminded her that obviously it had excited her to awake to them watching her since it sent her over the giant wave into a thundering orgasm. She cursed me again and pointed out that it was one thing to see her nude, but quite another to watch as I played with her pussy and brought her to an orgasm. However, she shyly admitted that it was pretty erotic and finally joined me in laughing at how excited those boys had gotten.
However, she just couldn't understand why I would want to show her off like that and asked me to explain. I pointed out to her that if I had a shiny new sports car, like the red corvette I lusted after, I would want to show it off to other guys and let them enjoy my new beauty. I suggested that perhaps it was because I was so proud of her and that it turned me on to know how much other men wanted what I had. I told her it was a compliment to me and to her to see how excited those boys got. There was no harm done. We didn't know them; they didn't know us and there was no physical contact. Well, needless to say, she couldn't believe that it excited me to show off my sweet little wife. Consequently, I took her hand and placed it on my little clithead which was hard as a rock and throbbing helplessly from the excitement. In fact, I told her I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel to fuck her. A little puzzled, she couldn't help asking me: "Does it excite you to know other men want to fuck me? Do you get excited just showing me off, or, would it actually excite you to watch me with another man?" OOPS.....here was the million dollar question....and.....quite frankly, I didn't know the answer, for sure. "Well, there's no doubt is excites me to show you off. I don't know how I would react to actually watching you with another man," I answered truthfully. "However, it doesn't hurt to fantasize, does it?" Her face had a confused, puzzled and thoughtful look as she replied: "No, I guess it doesn't do any harm to daydream, as long as nobody gets hurt. I'm just surprised that those kind of fantasies would excite you."
Quickly, I pulled off the freeway, found a deserted country road that led down to the beach and parked my car in a grove of trees about 50 feet from the beach. Then, I locked the doors and convinced her to climb into the back seat where I could fuck her. No sooner had I penetrated her pussy with my little four incher than I noticed some movement coming from the beach. My wife couldn't see it because she was lying flat on her back and her view was blocked by the seats. As I continued to stroke my cock in and out of her pussy, I noticed two young native boys walking up the lane towards our car. It was all I could do to keep from cumming as I got so excited contemplating the fact that they were going to "catch" us fucking if I didn't alert my wife. In order to make sure she was in the right mood, I reached down and massaged her clit as I fucked her and encouraged her to revisit and revisualize the view of those boys leaning out of the van and leering at her. I knew she was off in La La Land as her pussy overflowed with juices and I could tell she was enjoying the thought of having been such a naughty girl. By this time, the boys were right up alongside the car. My wife had her eyes closed and didn't see them so I motioned to them it was O.K. to watch. After a few minutes, they unzipped their trousers and pulled out two of the BIGGEST, BLACKEST COCKS I had ever seen and began stroking them as they enjoyed the show. Knowing that my wife was unable to climax from my little dick, I quickly pulled out and plastered my face in her pussy. After only a few licks, sucks and laps, she started to reach a sexual peak. At that moment, she opened her eyes to see two BIG BLACK COCKS pressed agains the window and two young faces lustfully peering down at her. It was too late!!! She exploded and erupted like a volcano as the pussy juices raged out of her pussy like a river overflowing its banks. As she thrashed about, twisting, turning and locked in the throes of her orgasm, she started cursing me all over. I got up, shooed the boys away, climbed in the front and drove away.
Although she was pissed off at me, she had also been sooooo excited she couldn't hold back her orgasm. In fact, seeing those boys had triggered it. Back at the hotel, she calmed down as we prepared for dinner. After a sumptuous dinner with wine, champagne and some luscious desserts, she was able to laugh about it as we recounted our wild experiences. Back in the safety of our hotel room, she was ready for more sexual play and her pussy was sopping wet as we lay in bed and relived the days vivid, shocking and erotic events. As I played with her pussy, I finally got her to admit that it had excited her to have those boys watching her. I pulled her hand once again down to my crotch; and, it was abundantly clear how excited I was. As I slowly engaged in foreplay with her, we began to fantasize about what could have happened. What if I had pulled over for that van load of boys? What if we had gone out on the beach instead of staying in the car? What if those two native boys had found us making love on a blanket in the sand instead of in a locked car? What might of, could have, would have happened? What if there had been a group of four or five men?
As i played with her pussy, she began to ask more questions. "How big do you think those boys' cocks were? They looked like they were a foot long. Wouldn't a cock that big hurt a woman? I can't imagine how my pussy could spread wide enough to accommodate something that big." As she talked I slowly slipped two fingers; then three and finally four fingers into her sopping wet cunt. As I spread out her pussy, she began to pant and to quicken her breathing. Her eyes opened wide and her nostrils flared and I could tell she was enjoying it. "See, Baby, you're pussy is incredibly elastic. If it can give birth to a baby, believe me it can accomodate an 8" to 12" cock. In fact, some women find it more pleasureable to be fully filled by such a big cock. I've watched women being fucked by such big cocks and it is incredible how hot they get." This comment stunned her and she asked: "You've watched? What do you mean you've watched?" As I played with her pussy and stroked her clit, I began to relate to her the tales of how my buddies had arranged gangbangs with the slut girls in our High School. My wife was so innocent, she was amazed and shocked and at first didn't believe me. However, the more I described in detail how my buddies' big, thick, hot, throbbing cocks split open a little slut's pussy, she began to writhe and moan and I encouraged her to imagine what it would be like to have a whole group of boys standing in line waiting to fuck her.
Needless to say, I encouraged the erotic imagination of my sweet, naive young bride and, in no time, her pussy was soaking, sopping wet imagining what might have happened. Secretly, she confided that she had sometimes had fantasies about being overwhelmed and/or taken by a man or a group of men while walking though the woods. She even confided that she had once been forced by two boys into the entrance to the Boys Locker Room as a joke. Although she didn't see anything and they released her a few feet into the entrance, she had freqently fantasized about what would have happened if she had been dragged into a locker room full of naked boys taking their showers. The fantasy had been so strong, so erotic and so recurrent that she once confided it to one of her girlfriends in High School who had admitted to similar fantasies. On a dare, the two girls had gone down to the boy's gym during August pre-school football practice. While the boys were out on the football field, the two of them had sneaked into the boys locker room, disrobed, darted into the boys showers and had soaped and washed themselves while they could hear the sounds of the boys practicing outside. Although they didn't get caught and managed to quickly shower, dry off, dress and leave before the boys returned, she had many times masturbated herself to sleep as she enjoyed the fantasy of what might have happened if those boys had returned and caught them stark naked in the showers. As I played with her clit, her pussy and kneeled down to lick her pussy, I encouraged her to visually imagine what might have happened. In no time, she was moaning, wimpering and shreiking with delight as one orgasm after another washed over her body as I continued to suck, lick and orally worship her gorgeous pussy.
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