The Amazing Short-Dicked Man - Sex Stories

The Amazing Short-Dicked Man

... vagina, until he finally made her orgasm and squirt--just like I had done that very first time with Mel when she took my virginity. The only difference was that Walt handled Snow's pussy a lot rougher than I did.

But nevertheless, Snow seemed to enjoy the hell out of what Walt was doing to her, so much so that she nearly lost her balance and struggled to keep from falling on top of him, while she was orgasming.

Meanwhile, as I was watching the spectacle that was unfolding right in front of me, I had my hand on my crotch the entire time, and I was massaging away at my clothing-covered penis, without even thinking about what my hand was doing. It was just a natural response to the extreme sexual excitement this whole situation was providing me.

And right before Snow orgasmed she told Walt, "I wish Henry would make me cum like you do. He's so lame. He hardly ever touches my pussy when we have sex. He just jumps on top of me, and does a 'wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am.'"

After Snow had finished orgasming right in front of Walt's face, he looked over at me, and he said to me, "Shame on you, young man! You need to start giving this beautiful woman the orgasms that she deserves. What the hell's wrong with you, boy?"

"Yes, sir," I quickly answered back, playing the role of the subservient, cuckold boyfriend. "I'll make sure to do that from now on, sir."

"You do that," Walt said, while he was getting up off the sofa and getting naked, just like Snow already was. Then Walt ...

... took Snow by the hand, and they both made a beeline for the bedroom.

I just sat there on the sofa, realizing that I had probably gotten myself into much more than I had bargained for. But now, there was no backing out. I had to continue playing the role of the cuckold boyfriend to the best of my ability, so that Snow wouldn't lose one of her favorite clients.

"What the hell are you waiting for, boy!" I heard a deep voice call out from the bedroom. "We're in here now. And you're supposed to watch us. That's part of the deal."

"Yes, sir. I'll be right there!" I called back towards the bedroom doorway, and then walked over to enter the bedroom, where Snow was already lying on her back on top of the bed with her legs spread apart. And Walt was kneeling between her legs, getting ready to mount her missionary-style.

"Get over here, boy!" Walt said to me. "I want you to grab hold of my dick and stick it into your girlfriend's pussy. And then I want you to hold my balls while I'm fucking the crap out of her. And after I'm finished fucking her, I want you to eat out her pussy in front of me. Is that understood?"

And I immediately protested, "Snow, I thought you said that I wasn't supposed to participate. That I was just supposed to watch."

"You obviously misunderstood me, Henry," Snow calmly explained. "I said that Walt and I don't want you to take off your clothes. I never said that we don't you to be a part of the fun. So go ahead, Henry. Be a good boy, and stick ...