divedeep
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Hey guys. Did you ever have “the conversation?” If you let your wife have a boyfriend, you might want to read this. This is what mine sounded like.
My wife Julie has had a boyfriend, whose name is Brad for about fourteen months now. She goes to see him about once a week, sometimes more. I have never been invited to watch them have sex, but sometimes she will tell me about their encounters to get me all hot. Their fuck sessions usually last for several hours, and sound pretty intense. It seems he is quite a bit larger than I am in the meat department. Very thick too. I do have to admit that she has told me during sex that she really can’t feel me insider her anymore. I too have trouble cumming because she is pretty much permanently stretched out. I still thought everything was okay until she came home one night and we had the conversation.
Julie had just returned from Brad’s house. She went upstairs to change into her robe. I heard her call my name and went upstairs. She was sitting on the bed, in only a robe. It was undone, and her breasts were protruding out the front. She said, “sit down, I want to tell you something.” There was a grin on her face, and I began to get excited as I thought she was going to tell me the details of her latest encounter with Brad. As I came into the room, I could see her clothes lying on the floor in a pile. I noticed her panties on top of the pile. They were quite soiled with her and Brad’s cum. She noticed me glancing down at them and let out a little laugh. I thought I was going to get lucky as she asked me again to sit next to her on the bed. I started to get an erection. As I sat down, I could smell the remains of their sexual encounter. She really smells good after sex. Anyhow, she said, “You know honey, I just came back from a wonderful fuck session with Brad. I had a really great time. I came over and over. You should have heard me moaning, Brad said the look on my face as I came was incredible.”
“That’s great dear”, I said. “What else did you do with him.” My dick was hard and throbbing.
“Well, that is what I want to tell you. After we got done fucking, he asked me how you were with all this.”
“You know I don’t mind,” I said.
“I know dear. I told him that you and I still have sex, but that I just don’t feel you inside me anymore.”
“What! Why did you tell him that?”
“Well it’s true, I don’t, and I couldn’t lie to him.”
“What did he say.”
“He asked me why that was, and I said that you were too small for me anymore.”
“You did! Why did you do that, I don’t want him to know that I am small.”
“Well dear, he does know now.”
“What did he say about my size?”
“He laughed and asked me just how small you are. I showed him with my hand, and told him the truth, that you are only about 4.5 inches when you are hard. You know dear, he is a good 8 inches and really thick, a lot thicker than you. I think it is the thickness that makes it hard to feel you anymore. Anyhow, I made a circle with my fingers to show him how thick you are. There is a big difference, you know.”
“Julie, I can’t believe you did this too me, this is rally embarrassing.”
“ I know dear, but you can’t help it if you’re small, that’s just the way it is.”
“What did Brad say when you showed him how thick I was?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Yes”
“He laughed again, and said that was the size he was when he was about 15 years old.”
“Oh, no, I just can’t believe you told him.”
“Anyhow, he asked me why I still have sex with you, if I can’t feel you in me and I told him that I was being nice to you, and doing my wifely duties. Do you know what he said?”
“ What.”
“He said that he had been thinking about that lately, and he has been wanting to ask me to stop having sex with you. He said that he wasn’t sure whether I would be open to this, but that he wants to have me all to himself.”
“Huh? What did you say?”
“ I told him that I didn’t think that you would go for it.”
“Your right dear, I don’t want to stop having sex with you, thank you for speaking up for me.”
“Well, he said that your urges weren’t important now, this is what he wants. I still hesitated at agreeing, but he said if I didn’t agree to this, he might not want to see me as much anymore.”
“But you said no, right?”
“Well not really, he sort of started rubbing his dick, getting it hard and said that I better chose which cock I want inside me. So dear, I had to agree. Do you understand?”
“No, I don’t understand. Is he that much better than me?”
“Well ah yes, he is.”
“ But how could you do this to me?”
“ You have to understand dear, I have no choice, if I want him inside me.”
“So what! I can still please you, let him go Julie.”
“No dear, I want him in me, you just don’t realize what that dick does for me. I can’t, no, I don’t want to stop.”
So there I sat, the look on my face must have been pitiful.
“Don’t be so sad dear, it doesn’t mean you can’t cum anymore. It’s just that you can’t cum inside of me.”
“What do you mean.”
“Brad doesn’t mind if you jerk off. He doesn’t care about that, in fact he said you could jerk off all you want. He thinks if you spend time jerking off that you won’t desire to have sex with me as much anymore.”
“Oh, well thanks,” I said sarcastically.”
“Come on honey. You know how much you like to cum. I will be glad to watch you play with yourself. Why don’t you do it now? It will be fun for you.”
And that is pretty much how it started. It has been about 4 months since I have had sex with Julie. True to her word though, she does watch me play with myself. Sometimes she does fall arelax or lose interest in watching me though. Sometimes she walks away in the middle of it, or tells me to hurry up and not make a mess. But you know, it really isn’t too bad. The embarrassment is kind of exciting. She tells me about sex with Brad and I get very hot. She teases me about how good it feels, and what I am missing which gets me even hotter. I think we are both getting used to our new sex life that started with “the conversation.” So for you guys out there whose wives have boyfriends with big dicks and a dominate side to them, get ready, you may be taking matters into your own hands.
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