This story is a work of fiction and contains elements that many people do not enjoy, such as small penis humiliation, cheating spouse, paying for sex, and various other fetishes and oddities. If that doesn't appeal to you, you may want to skip this story.
The next thing I know I've downed half a bottle of scotch, and have watched the recordings of April sucking off three more men from the neighborhood, all of whom had dicks around 6-7 inches. And before I knew it I had sent her a text.
"#It's a boy!" and waited for the response. Ten long minutes later she finally responded.
"Congrats!" What the hell! Where's the @!
"Are you in your studio#"
"With friends, ttyl." Damn it, she had time for everyone else in the neighborhood, but not me! I quickly realized I was getting angry, and should probably just take a shower and go to sleep before doing something stupid.
Elizabeth and the baby came home the next day, and over the next week, we learned a whole new level of tiredness. I hadn't thought much about sex of any kind, but when I did it wasn't about my precious MILF beside me, but the sultry girl next door. "God, what's wrong with me!" I asked myself a hundred times.
"Todd, I asked April to start coming over tomorrow - she'll be here from 4-8 most days, I figured that way she could help with dinner, and be here when you get home so you can have a little downtime, be sure to let her know if you need anything." My wife shared.
That evening Pete needed time with the "table saw." Elizabeth was in bed by the time Pete arrived. I hadn't seen him with April yet and was pretty surprised watching the live feed from the shed.
Pete quickly got undressed and without question he had the most magnificent cock I'd ever seen. I've never once thought about touching another man's dick, but what I saw sticking out from Pete made me question my sexuality. Jetting out from Pete was a thick flesh-toned rhino horn of a cock. The base of his veiny member was thick, maybe thicker than Jason and then it stretched out and arched up with a head like a german helmet that would make Dark Helmet reconsider if he had gone big enough. It wasn't just the size and shape, it was how thoroughly hard he got. His dick was like a balloon engorged to its fullest and I just wanted to reach out and touch it.
Pete moved the board and stick his horn through it, April wasn't even in the shed yet. April popped the door open and flicked on the lights. On her side, Pete's cock was thick, rigid, and ready, it didn't shake, didn't bounce, it was so fully rock hard it just protruded.
"There's my Peter!" She gushed and nearly skipped over to caress his rod. She ran her eager hands up and down this iron tool, she leaned in rubbing her face against him, closing her eyes fully enjoying the sensation.
April pulled away long enough to completely undress, before sucking on Pete's head, which was about as much as even someone as experienced as April could manage. She stroked his cock as best as she could, he was so full there wasn't much of any loose flesh to tug. She sucked, licked, and rubbed with little reaction from Pete.
"Pete? My jaw is getting tired, can I do the other thing instead? No extra charge." She asked.
"Please do April, God please!" Pete hurried. April grabbed some lube from the drawer beside her and slathered his dick while she stood in front of him. Then rubbed some of the lube between her legs, turned around, and gently lowered herself on the meet hook on the wall
"Fuck yes!" Pete cried. April was slowly working his dick further inside her supple body.
"Oh PETER!" She whipped her head to the side and braced herself as she started fucking him, riding his cock through the wall.
"That's it April, fuck me April!"
"Peter, Peter, PETER!!" April bellowed, her legs shaking in delight.
"Keep going, KEEP GOING!" Peter demanded, and April kept riding him. "GOD YES!" Peter barked and thrust himself deep inside little April, she gripped her abdomen feeling every thick inch of Peter erupting inside her.
I reached between my legs thoroughly turned on, but flaccid as a hot tortilla. "Shit" I was so exhausted not even this could get me hard... or was I so intimidated by Pete's superior cock that I just couldn't compete. I wasn't sure which one it was, but as I laid down to sleep it was all I could think about.
After another night of waking up every couple of hours, I had to get to work. My lack of sleep, and drifting attention toward sex, was catching up with me. My boss was not happy with my recent performance, and I felt like I was letting my team down. I decided to stay and work late, so by the time I got home April was already gone, but she had made dinner, and Elizabeth seemed less stressed. In fact, that became normal for the next few days.
Finally, Friday arrived, and I left work on time and made it home by 5:30. April was in the kitchen preparing dinner, the baby was in a pack-in-play in the family room, and Elizabeth was getting some much-needed sleep.
"Hey, April!" She was wearing black yoga pants that highlighted her firm ass, and a soft fuzzy sweatshirt.
"Keep it down, don't wake the baby." She hushed, "Elizabeth said not to wake her for anything, no matter what no one is allowed in the bedroom. So, looks like you get to help with dinner." She dictated.
"Or, maybe you could lend me a hand?" I took her delicate hand and pressed it against my dick.
"Todd!" She jerked her hand away, "I've got dinner to make."
