The Compliant Cuckold 2
Synopsis
This story is about my decent into cuckoldry. I am a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy my gorgeous young wife in bed. She loves me, but has become sexually frustrated and is persuaded by her stunning new friend to change things for the better for both of us. If you have just read Chapter one, then go straight to chapter 2. If you are new to the story, please read the next few paras first as it will set the scene and add some detail to the characters.
Unlike my friends I never really fancied the curvy, well-endowed girls they all seemed to favor. Although I was never attracted to children, I was always drawn to small women with skinny, undeveloped body shapes. Consequently, when I was in my thirties, I couldn't believe my luck when I met such a girl who was interested in me. She looked much younger than her 25 years at 4'10" tall. She was very boyish, with an impossibly thin waist and a totally flat chest. I was a very inexperienced, submissive type, and I guess I hoped my tiny 4" cock wouldn't be such an issue with a small-built girl.
Sex for me was always very exciting as Jolie was my flat-chested little fantasy, but I struggled to satisfy her with my little boy cock. Her interest began to fade until finally, about a year ago, she confessed that she didn't really enjoy sex with me at all. Apparently, I always came much too quickly for her to reach orgasm. My slow careful efforts aimed at prolonging sex did nothing for her, and the hard, rapid thrusting she craved had my four-inch cocklet spurting in just a few strokes. One day she told me that although she loved me, she just didn't want me to fuck her any more as she got no release from it and was left feeling frustrated and angry.
Sex from then on consisted of long periods of abstinence. My disproportionately huge testicles would swell even larger to the size of lemons, making my undersized cock look even smaller. Occasionally, when I had whined enough about being desperately horny, she would send me for a shower. When I emerged naked and dripping, my little willy granite hard in anticipation, she would be waiting in just her panties and with her little hand covered in moisturizer. She would grope and fondle my swollen balls, each one larger than she could fit in her small hand, gradually gently squeezing and slapping as my arousal increased until I was weeping precum. Then she would stand to one side of me, one arm around me, and tug my aching dicklet.
Then she met Kylie. Despite being several inches taller than Jolie, Kylie is still a very small, stunning blond with a tiny waist and AA breastlets. In the previous chapter I describe how I came in from the garden to find them chatting in the kitchen. To my abject humiliation Jolie told her friend all about my inadequate cocklet and premature ejaculation. She then proceeded to compound my embarrassment by masturbating and edging me while her friend watched, finally bringing me to orgasm by inserting two fingers into my bottom.
Chapter 2: Kylie's Thigh
Over the ensuing weeks, Jolie and Kylie were inseparable. They shopped together. They went to the gym together. I didn't mind at all, as Kylie was drop dead gorgeous and she flirted with me openly. One Saturday afternoon Kylie had arrived with a small package to find us out on the patio sunbathing. Jolie was in a string bikini and her skinny little body was glistening with tanning oil. Jolie had sent me to fetch another sunbed and when I returned Kylie was wearing just her thong panties and T shirt. After a few minutes she complained it was too hot and pulled her T shirt over her head revealing her braless little breastlets. Jolie had caught me ogling and smirked at me, looking down pointedly at the obvious erection in my speedos.
"Don't try to hide your stiffy Paul, Kylie knows you've been lusting after her little tits. Let her see."
Jolie had pulled the Velcro band from her hair and bound my wrists behind me preventing me from covering my diminutive hardon. Kylie giggled,
"We're not going to get it on him in that state, are we? You'll have to let him do it now."
Jolie quickly pulled my speedos down and I gasped as she lubricated my dicklet with sun cream. She had led me by my erection to stand next to Kylie. Her nipples were erect and she had arched her back, tautening her breastlets so they all but flattened against her ribcage.
"I bet you'd like to suck them now wouldn't you, you dirty boy?"
Jolie had given my granite hard cocklet a couple of tugs and I had immediately ejaculated over Kylie's chest, splattering her ribs and little breasts.
"Trigger happy as usual eh Paul," she smirked.
She then got up with my semen running down her body, making no effort to wipe it off and retrieved the package she had brought. She had opened it to reveal a micro cock cage with two keys. My erection had subsided rapidly on seeing it. Kylie pressed her cum soaked body against my back and held me as Jolie deftly slipped the cockring part over my cock and balls.
"Hey girls I'm not sure about this," I whined.
"Don't be a baby, it's just a bit of fun, we'll take it off if it hurts."
The cage part was tiny and squashed my cocklet back into my body so that it all but disappeared leaving just my large testicles and a tiny clit visible. Jolie pulled my speedos back up over it and patted my bottom as Kylie went inside for a shower. Later that evening at dinner I noticed that Both girls had a key to the cage on a necklace around their necks.
A few weeks later Jolie and I were sitting on the sofa watching TV. I'd worn the cock cage continuously all this time and my neglected balls were full and heavy and I was desperate to ejaculate. I snuggled against her small form and whined that I needed to cum.
"Ask nicely then."
"Can I have your hand please Jolie? Or can I hump your leg? I'm so stiff in my cage it's hurting."
"Show me then."
I unfastened my jeans and she pulled them down to my thighs along with my boxers. My cocklet was straining and bulging out of my chastity cage and my balls were very full and swollen. She felt my engorged testicles, tutted and sent me upstairs to get undressed. When I returned naked, she bound my hands behind me with Velcro, before releasing me from the cage, whereupon I gasped with relief as my cocklet was able to fully erect for the first time in weeks. She was wearing short shorts and a vest top and I could see the twin little bumps of her nipples where they puffed out from her flat chest. When she leaned forward, I gawped down the gaping top at her immature buds. God, I so wanted her. Just then the doorbell rang. Jolie went to answer it and came back in with Kylie. I couldn't cover myself and turned away to hide my undersized erection. She saw the look of embarrassment on my face.
" Aw, Paul are you all bare and horny?", she smirked. "Is your little willy hard? Turn round and show me your stiff clitty."
I whined at Jolie, but she told me to do as Kylie said or she would put me back in my cage. I turned slowly to face them; my face red with shame. Kylie giggled,
"Oh, dear me you are an excited boy, aren't you? Is your little clitty hard against your tummy? Come here and let me see it."
"Kylie might let you have her leg tonight if you behave," Jolie smirked.
Kylie pulled me toward her and hugged me. It felt both embarrassing and erotic to be naked with my wife's incredibly fit friend when she was fully clothed. She was every bit as gorgeous as Jolie and I fancied her so much. She was almost a foot taller than Jolie but the top of her head barely reached my shoulder. She held me to her and stroked my back and bottom affectionately. She looked up at me.
"Do you want to do it sweetie? Are your balls full? Let me feel. Would you like to hump Kylie's leg tonight?"
I nodded and looked at the floor, my face red with shame. My cocklet was rigidly erect, its upward curve holding it tight against my flat tummy. She snaked a hand between us to give it a squeeze, before cupping my huge aching balls.
"Ooh sweetie you really need it don't you? They are so full".
