The Relationship Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

The Relationship Pt. 04

I lay on top of Eric, straddling his face and groaning as I sucked on the thick, fleshy head of his cock. Eric fingered my pussy and sucked on my clit, making me even crazier with desire. We lay horizontal on the bed in sixty-nine on full display for Jim, who sat on the other side of the mirror jerking off and watching us.

"I love this fucking cock," I said in between sucking and kissing it. I took his cock down as far as I could and groaned as I felt Eric writhe beneath me with pleasure. One of the things I had learned about him since this entire thing started was one of the downsides of having such a big dick is women rarely could take the whole thing in their mouth. As a result he seemed to really enjoy it when I tried to take more and the more he enjoyed it the more I did. Mutual pleasure was something so foreign to me with Jim, but now I needed Eric to enjoy this as much as possible. Part of the reason for this, I figured, was he was such a strong, masculine, dominant man and it seemed to me that he deserved as much pleasure as I could give him. Somehow that made sense to me. Again, all foreign and new compared to my married life. Jim's dick (I don't even like using the word "cock" for it as that seems too generous and just not accurate) was so small, limp and not pleasing to me and since that was all I really had for so many years I didn't know that I actually really loved the male member. More than that, Eric's was so much the opposite of Jim's it was like pure ...

... encapsulation of what I had always wanted, no, actually what I needed. As weird and as anti-me as it sounds, I wanted to and loved to worship his big cock. I loved to lavish it with my attention and my affection. Knowing I was making him feel good drove me wild.

As bizarre and, I suppose, as almost cruel as it sounds, I especially enjoyed Jim watching me pleasure and worship Eric's cock. It's like I wanted him to see how deprived I have been for something real. I had years and years of guilt piled up from feeling like I was just not sexual enough or interested enough in sex and therefore I had deprived him of things he wanted and needed. But now I was showing him that really our boring and unsatisfying sex life and even my lack of interest in sex was was because of his complete and utter inadequacy as a lover. I wanted him to see that I would and could do all the sexy things he fantasized about. I would talk dirty, get covered in cum, moan and groan as I was fucked hard and rough, I would wear lingerie and sexy clothes and I was even tempted to try anal sex (though anatomically I didn't think Eric's cock would fit and that truly scared me). I wanted Jim to know and to see that I would do almost anything and be completely into it, body and soul, but just not for him and his little penis. He needed to see me. Maybe that's fucked up. It probably is. I knew it hurt Jim when I told Eric how much bigger and better his dick was than my husband's. I knew it was a hard jab when I ...