A Change of Heart

Me too!

great story. please continue.

Cannot wait to see how this goes.

And you Jake, have so succeeded. Wonderful.

carry on please

Please keep this going. Great thread so far!

are we getting anymore of this story

That's a good story you have going there. Thanks, looking forward to more if you are so inclined.

We are waiting. You have done well, so far. I can just feel the next part of the story--she is accepted for membership and you aren't. And...
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"she is accepted for membership and you aren't. And..."

Naw. I figure he'll be offered an associate membership, where he has to stand naked in the corner wearing nothing but his penis chastity while everyone else has sex with his wife. Or maybe offered employment there as a waiter, but still locked in a chastity belt of course.

Please continue the story. So far it is really good and has the chance now to get even better. Being made to serve and watch as wife gets used would be a very hot thing to happen next.

Still hoping for more!

“Measure it? Don’t be silly. What excuse for a dick is that?”

“I agree. What a fucking joke. I’m sorry Mark. You have so failed.”

These two sentences spoken by two attractive women haunted me constantly from that moment. I think I would have been ok with the knowledge I had a smaller cock but to be demeaned and humiliated in such a complete and humiliating fashion was devastating.

At the time I hadn’t actually realized it but whilst Jane said that last sentence April had actually quite brutally slapped the head of my dick. I have a half memory of her then looking at Jane with sheer disgust.
My erection disappeared immediately and the next thing I remember clearly was driving home at a reckless speed.

When I got home I hadn’t even decided what to say to Donna. I was her husband and the father of her children and didn’t want to appear weak or undermined.

What happened made a bad situation worse. Opening the front door I got the second shock of the day - I saw her waiting for me in the hall and that vision too will remain with me always – she was naked. My prudish wife of countless years whom I hadn’t seen nude for I don’t know how long stood waiting for me – completely naked. Legs apart. Hands on hips.

“Angela rang me earlier on Mark. I’ve been granted membership. I thought you might want to celibrate. She says we will be able to attend the very next party. Would you like to make love to your wife?”

Obviously the events of the last few hours and now this played havoc with me. Not daring to mention my own failed application I decided to say nothing.

Donna took my hand and led me upstairs to our marital bed.

Upon occasion I had problems achieving or maintaining an erection but they were rare and always for good reason. I knew why I couldn’t achieve one for a second time that day. I was in emotional turmoil.

Donna had seductively undressed me for the first and last time in my life. When I too was naked she was probably a little disappointed not to see an erection but made no comment. She was clearly trying to take a very uncharacteristic lead and I realized I needed to act quickly to avoid something of a pregnant pause which might potentially destroy the moment. This was a situation I had never found myself in before and wanted to make the most of it. I gently took the initiative and maneuvered her back onto the bed. I kneeled on the floor where my flaccid dick was safely out of sight. Playing for time and praying for an erection that didn’t come I buried my head between my wife’s legs and got to work.

Those times I did give Donna oral sex I usually did so for a few minutes before I was unable to contain myself. I would move up and take her missionary. Since my erection just wasn’t happening I was down between her legs for much longer than was usual. Already aroused my wife orgasmed. This was rare. What was unique was its strength.

She came hard.

And with it she screamed.

“Oh my god! Oh Mark! Oh fuck!”

My wife was on fire. She was a screaming vixen. Right there and then I think she would have sucked my cock. Fuck. I think I could have fucked her up the arse.

“Come up here and fuck your hot wife Mark.”

I continued in desperation to lick her clitoris.

“No Mark. I need your cock. I need a cock now. I need to be fucked.”

My prudish wife rarely swore and never spoke whilst we made love.

Little did I realize by how much she needed some cock.

Little did I know by how very much she needed a great deal of very very big cock.

Thanks Jake. So good to see this one moving forwards. This story has so much potential.

Thanks for the update. Cannot wait for more and to find out where this is going.

Yes thanks. will be waiting with hand on cock

Thanks; been waiting ages. PLEASE more before too long!

Great so far. Please keep this story going.

I didn’t know what to do. What could I do?

“Donna I can’t.”

“What do you mean you can’t? Get up here Mark.”

“Donna I can’t get hard.”

“What?”

“I can’t get an erection.”

“Is it because I am acting like a cheap whore? Is that why?”

“No its not that. I’ve had a bad day is all.”

The moment was already going. Passionate sex was already subsiding to mundane talk and the reality of real life. Donna was already making steps to cover herself with a bed sheet as I remained kneeling on the floor.

“Well don’t go thinking I am going to make a habit of doing this Mark. You are making me feel like a fool.”

“No please Donna. What you are doing is great. It’s not you it’s me.”

Donna finished wrapping the sheet around her and stood at the side of the bed. She looked down at me to where i was still kneeling. There was a strange look in her eyes. Over a short period of time we had both seen and done things far out of the ordinary. There was no doubt things were changing. I could never had known at that time by how much.

“I need to cool off. I’m going to take a shower.”

“I’ll scrub your back baby.”

“No Mark. It’s too late for that. I need to be alone.”

“Please Donna, Don’t be too hard on me. All men have this problem from time to time. I did give you an orgasm,” I replied whilst standing.

Stopping and turning at the bedroom door Donna looked hard at my cock – still soft and flaccid – and it seems painfully small.

“Maybe we should just use your tongue from now on then.”

“Why don’t we try again later? I might be ok then.”

“What with?”

“What do you mean?”

“Try again later with what?”

“Huh? See if I get hard later.”

“Maybe. I’ll see how I feel. Now I need a shower.” Still covered in the bed sheet she started through the door.

“Let me scrub your back.”

“No Mark you are not having a shower with me. I need to be alone.”

“Please Donna.”

“No!”

“Please?”

“No Mark! Now fuck off!”

And all I could do was wonder why she was so desperate to be alone.

I didn’t fuck my wife that day. Things went quiet between us for a few days and neither of us wanted to bring it up. We were both embarrassed. I shouldn’t have been since I was exactly right when I said all men are unable to achieve an erection from time to time. Donna had no reason to be embarrassed with her totally uncharacteristic display of brazen sexuality either – but she clearly was. I also failed to mention I had been rejected for the club membership. It really didn’t seem important any more. We wouldn’t be going to the party and that was that.

It was the following week when the phone rang. It was the evening and a week day.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hello Mark. Angela here. Is Donna there? I said I would ring her.”

“Sure. What’s it’s about?”

“The Dark Knights party this weekend.”

“Oh I see. Well it’s a shame we can’t go Angela. I was looking forward to it as much as Donna.”

Silence.

“Angela? You still there?”

“Erm. Yes Mark. I’m still here. Has Donna spoken to you about the party?”

“No. She’s been quiet this last week or so. A little upset I think.”

“Upset?”
“Yes. You know. Disappointed about not seeing the house and grounds properly. I suppose as my sponsor you know I have been rejected for membership.”

I prayed Angela hadn’t been told the reason.

As my sponsor she clearly had and the next sentence was spoken with humiliating glee. I never dreamt what a bitch this woman was.

“Yeah I know Mark. It’s a shame about that. It never occurred to me you might have such a tiny dick. I dread to think how Donna manages. Can you satisfy her?”

“Angela, I don’t think it is your place to make such a comment. I thought I liked you. Don’t you think I have been humiliated enough?”

“Humiliated? Oh boy – you have no idea. Now would you please put Donna on?”

“No I won’t Angela. And I don’t think either of us want to talk to you again. This whole thing has been a disaster from start to finish. Now
goodbye.”

“We’ll see about that needle dick.”

“What did you call me?”

“You heard.”

“You bitch!” You fucking bitch!”

“Take that back.”

“No way.”

“Take it back now or it will be ten times harder for you.”

“Fuck off!”

I slammed the phone down. And for that I was to pay.

Pay more than I could ever imagine.

Donna was soon in the hall where the telephone is. She had heard the commotion.

“What’s going off Mark? Who was that on the phone?”

“That fucking bitch Angela you work with.”

“Keep your voice down! The kids are upstairs.”

I desperately tried to calm down.

“What did she say?”

I suppose I have always had something of a quick temper. It used to get me into trouble in my teens but married life had mellowed me. It was rare for me to get so mad.

I told my wife what had been said.

“I see,” she said, “I think I should have told you but things have been a little strained between us these last few days. After the thing in the bedroom.”

“Tell me what?” I said angrily.

“Look Mark. After you didn’t say anything I decided to ask Angela about our membership. She told me you had been rejected.”

“Did she tell you why?”

“Yes Mark.”
“Do you think I have a small dick?”

“It isn’t down to me Mark. I would have loved to have gone to the party with you, but Angela says she will look after me. I agreed to go with her this weekend. I am sorry. I should have told you.”

“Well we aren’t going.”

“I know that Mark. I said I would go without you.”

“Well you can’t.”

“I can mark. My membership has been approved and this was all your idea anyway.”

“That’s when I thought we was going together. I don’t want you do go on your own.”

“Why not? I hope you aren’t suggesting I will get up to anything are you? You know what that house means to me.”

“Of course not. But to backtrack on what I just said to Angela would be more humiliating than ever.”

“Humiliated? How do you think I feel?”

“How have you been humiliated?”

“How do you think? Needle dick!”

Fantastic story! More please

Cumming along great keep up the good work

Honestly, this is has the potential to be the best story I've ever read!

“What? If I had a small dick – which I dispute – how would that humili ……..”

“Look Mark, I’m not arguing with you,” she said angrily whilst lifting the phone, “now let me call Angela back and smooth over whatever damage you have done. I have to work with her you know.”

“Damage I have caused?”

Donna glared at me as she pressed the memory button.

“Look Donna, I ….”

“Go away!”

“Donna I ….”

“Fuck off!” she hissed.

“OK. OK. You win Donna, but you aren’t going to that party.”

With this I walked upstairs to calm down. I noticed Donna trail the phone into the lounge and push the door ajar.

What on earth was happening? And it was all because of that bitch Angela. It was her idea – all of this. I wanted to strangle the cow. I jumped onto the bed to think.

I saw the bedroom phone.

Ever so carefully I lifted the receiver. This was really bad but I had to hear this.

“….. for 10 years Angela. I think we have fallen out enough over this.”

“Well I’m sure you have fallen out before.”

“Of course Ange,” my wife replied, “but I know Mark. He is really serious about this. If I go to the party I don’t think he would forgive me. Not totally anyway.”

“Couldn’t you say you are just going for a drink with me.”

“He may have a small dick Ange, but he’s not stupid.” Christ that hurt.

“Did you know he had a small dick when you got married?”

“I told you. He’s the only man I’ve been with. How would I know? Besides, sex has never been all that important to me.”

“Maybe if you got some good cock that would change?”

“Look Ange. I’m sorry. I can’t risk my marriage over this. I won’t be able to go to the party.”

“You sure honey?”

“I’m sure. I’ll see you tomorrow. I need to go to Mark now. I hurt him pretty bad earlier on.”

“Oh yes?”

“I called him a needle dick,” she giggled.

“Oh you bitch Donna,” she laughed. “OK baby, see you tomorrow.”

I replaced the handset carefully.

Jake

This is a wonderfully creative story, I am looking forward to more.

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