The Amazing Short-Dicked Man - Sex Stories

The Amazing Short-Dicked Man

... you for who you are, too. And that's why we get along so well. And why I love you so much, babe."

"Ahh, you're just saying that because I'm the woman who finally cracked your shell open and took your virginity."

Mel and I continued seeing each other and going out on dates several times a week for the next few months (being careful not to interfere with any of Mel's escort service client bookings), and our relationship just kept growing stronger and stronger over time, and also getting kinkier at the same time, as Mel and I became much more intimate and honest with each other.

I discovered that Mel had a lot of fetishes that she didn't reveal to me at first. For example, she's into golden showers, and likes for us to pee on each other's bare genitals. That's not a problem for me. And I have to admit that there's something really erotic about us doing that together. For some unknown reason, Mel loves letting me watch her pee.

At any rate, one night Mel came into the bar, sat down on a bar stool, and introduced herself to me as "Snow," which was her way of letting me know that a client had hired her as an escort for the evening, and that she was going to be meeting up with him at the bar.

I could also tell that she was there "on business" by the way that she was dressed. She had a light-blue, pleated mini-skirt that was so short that it periodically showed flashes of the shiny, white, lace-trimmed, satin panties that she was wearing underneath the skirt. She ...

... had a lavender tube top on that was stretched to tightly cover her braless boobs, leaving her stomach and lower back totally exposed. And she was wearing white cotton ankle socks and tennis shoes on her feet. To finish off the picture, Snow had her long, dark, straight hair pulled back into a pony tail that was now hanging off the back of her head with a dark-blue, satin ribbon tied around it to firmly hold it in place.

So I played along with Snow and acted as if we had just met each other. But then she motioned me back over, and then leaned over and quickly whispered in my ear, "Tonight's client is Walt. And when you come along with me tonight, your name is 'Henry,' and you're my cuckold boyfriend. Got it?"

I gave her a quick thumbs-up sign and walked away, so that I wouldn't accidentally scare away her client when he walked in to meet her. I figured it would be much better for her to meet with him first, and then introduce me to him herself, before we left the bar to go to his hotel room and do the dirty deed.

Besides, I had to make last minute arrangements for my assistant bar manager to cover for me while I was away with Snow, a.k.a Mel, for the evening.

Snow just sat there at the bar, sipping a Long Island Iced Tea, until Walt finally walked into the bar, and went straight to her, giving her a big hug, before he finally sat down at the bar, on the bar stool to her immediate right, and had the bartender pour him a scotch on the rocks.

Walt was a tall, ...