cumcleaner
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Like many of the guys out here, I've come to the realization that my inadequate cock size (4.5") is woefully unable to pleasure a woman. My wife and I are both in our early 30s and have been married for 9 years. My wife is very attractive, dark hair, big breasts (36dd), maybe 15 pounds overweight (5'5" and about 138lbs). God knows I've tried, but have never been able to give her an orgasm through penetration. I tend to shoot my little load fairly quickly and thus have to use my hand or tongue to finish her off. And although I don't have any proof...I think she occassionally fucks other men (not that I blame her).
Because of my inadequacy, I've more and more begun to dread having sex with her. Guess it just hammers home how inept of a lover I am. And because I'm dreading it, the frequency has slipped to once or twice a week at most.
Last week, however, the plot took a twist that has left me totally confused and is the reamister why this post is in this forum. In my work, I have a fair number of business dinners with clients and prospects. I scheduled a dinner meeting with Bob at the restaurant in the hotel he was staying at here in town. Bob's in his mid 60s and has been a client for a couple of years so we've gotten to know each other pretty well. During dinner we went through a couple bottles of wine and conversation turned to his recent divorce. I mentioned in passing that I'm probably "not far behind him". He probed for details, and I guess I said a lot more than I would sober...explaining to him that I'm not that well endowed and don't think I'm able to satisfy my wife.
I guess I was sort of humiliated by admitting my inadequacy, but relieved that I had confided in someone since it had been eating away at me. I kind of looked down at my plate, a bit red-faced after my admission. And before I knew what was happening...his hand reached over under the table and squeezed my little bulge! As I looked up in shock, he looked directly at me smiling and said "yeah...I see what you mean...come up to my room and let me show you what you were meant to be".
All this time his hand is still squeezing my cock...I stuttered some excuse about needing to get home, but he just squeezed harder and said "I'm not asking you...I'm telling you...now wait here and don't move while I pay the bill." He got up and went over to the waitress...part of me was screaming to get up and leave, but I couldn't...I just sat there like a statue. He came back in a couple of minutes, grabbed me by the arm and said "let's go".
I didn't say a word on the ride up in the elevator when one hand grabbed my ass and pulled me into him so I could feel his cock pressing against my hip.
When we entered his room and he closed the door behind him, I was shaking like a leaf. He sat me down on the sofa next to him and proceeded to tell me that in life, there were "real men" like himself and then there were "pathetic little pussies" like me. Having met my wife once, he proceeded to tell me that a guy like me has no business being with a hot girl like my wife...and that even though he's twice my age, he's four times the man I ever could be.
He grabbed my bulge again and laughed, saying "you're never going please ANYONE with that thing...so I'm going to take your place, and you're going to help me do it...understand?" He then slapped me so hard across the face I saw stars. He told me to take the picture of my wife out of my wallet and give it to him...that I wouldn't need it anymore. He then sat there looking at her picture, moaning, and telling me what a good fuck she was going to be while rubbing his cock through his pants.
He ordered me to take all my clothes off and get on my hands in knees on the floor facing him. I have no idea how or why I did it (I had never ever been with a man before), but I did as I was told. He told me that before he fucked my wife, I was going to learn to service him first...and he ordered me to "free" his cock. My hands were shking as I undid his belt and unzipped his fly...his stiff cock like a tent under his boxers. "Suck it bitch" he told me, "while I look at your wife's picture and imagine my big cock fucking her from behind".
His cock WAS big...must be close to 8" and thick. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head down on it, driving it into my throat and gagging me. He told me that by the time he was done with me, I'd be taking it all the way down to his balls without gagging because that's what cumsluts do.
He proceeded to dump two loads of cum down my throat that night before sending me on my way. And now, he has called to tell me that I am supposed to meet him and a "friend" on Friday for the "next phase of my training" and I am to bring a pair of my wife's panties and a big picture of her with me.
Not sure whether to show or not! I don't think I'm gay, as I love the look and feel of women. But being submissive to Bob just felt so much like my natural state. Do I give in to him, and do what I'm told, in hopes that he will be able to create a situation whereby he takes over? He's told me that once I'm adequately trained, I will be inviting him over for dinner where he will take charge of the situation.
Any thoughts are most appreciated.
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cumcleaner
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Can't begin to even guess how she will/would respond...could run the gamut from thrilled to disgusted to anywhere in between. Like I said...I'm pretty sure she's been with other guys, so I don't see a big moral issue here, but he's considerably older than us which might totally freak her out. He has a psych degree, though, so maybe he knows what he's doing?
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joguy
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well, like you said before, you felt like you were in your natural state when you were on your knees for the better man, servicing his cock. it probably is desirable to take your natural place, even if it is humiliating. I think whenever you see Bob again the same thing will happen, don't you?
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