*** Ellen was faithful for almost twenty years of marriage, until she was faced with a temptation too large for her to resist. After this initial failure to resist a large cock, she had to find out if this was a onetime thing or a weakness in her character, that she would have to face. Unfortunately, when she was faced with a group of large cocks, she found herself face down with all of those large cocks pounding so deep inside her, that she was sure that they bruised her very soul. This story begins right after "Size Queen in Denial" and sees our heroine with a weakness for large cocks, trying to figure out what this means for her marriage and her future. I hope you like it and please feel free to let me know your thoughts on my stories and your thoughts on Ellen's future. ***
"Oh my fucking GOD, my whole body hurts," I think as I lie here, unable to sleep. Even after a Percocet and a Valium, the deep ache throughout my body, will not let me sleep. Thank God my husband David was sound asleep when I got home. There was no way I could have hidden how I was hobbling, as I tried to walk straight. Not to mention, that my big 36DD tits were flopping around loose in my blouse, since my black lover tore my bra in half, in a show of domination and control, that made me know that I needed him to take me and brutally make me his bitch. And brutally take me and make me his bitch, he did.
When he sapped my tits and ass HARD with his big strong hands, I should have cowered in fear and pain. Instead, I felt an excitement more powerful that anything I have ever felt before. It was like each painful SLAP shot lightning directly to my desperate pussy and to my overwhelmed brain. I could feel double explosions, one in my pussy, overpowering me with pleasure, while another exploded in my brain, driving out all thought and reason. I was no longer a sensible wife who adored her husband. I instantly became a shameless whore, who is a slave to her pussy, and its desperate need to be utterly destroyed by a big cock... many cocks, if I am being completely honest.
Destroyed I was, too. That black God and his amazing cock not only destroyed my body. They also destroyed my mind and my soul. They may have also destroyed my marriage. Then when he was done with me, he dismissed me like a thing he had no further use for. Of course, he sent me away with instructions that I was to come running, whenever he calls me in the future. And even now, as I lay here next to my loving husband, trying not to let him hear my sobs, I am completely certain that I will do exactly that. As shameful as I feel, and in such overwhelming physical pain, I know that there is no way I can resist this feeling of addiction.
Yes, I can't deny my need for the feeling of a large cock filling me in ways that my husband never can. I hope that doesn't sound shallow. It is more than just the large size of the cock and how it touches places inside me that my husband's small cock can't touch. It is more the way that the man with the large cock enters my body, my brain, and my soul, then makes me feel, think, and believe things, my husband never can. I have only been with two large-cocked men so far, but both of them broke my image of myself as a proper, intelligent, well mannered, housewife. They both made me face the fact that I am a cock hungry slut, who not only needs cock, but also one who desperately needs to please men sexually, especially in the most humiliating ways possible. They made me realize that I am just a cock sleeve, who is made to satisfy men.
But doesn't satisfying men, include satisfying my husband? I do love and adore him. I have always enjoyed satisfying him, even though I now fully understand, that he may never be able to satisfy me again. Maybe, if I explain all of this to him, he will understand. Maybe he will want me to get my satisfaction, as long as I always make sure he is satisfied? Yes, I owe it to him to be honest. I owe it to both of us, if there is a chance that we can both be satisfied, and we can preserve the love and companionship of our marriage.
Having made up my mind, I figure that there is no better time to find out than right now, especially since there is no fucking way, I will be able to sleep at all tonight. So, with that decided, I slide beneath the sheet and work my way to David's cock. I feel it under his silk boxers. I love the smooth feeling of the slick material as it slides over his cock. I feel it twitch and start to grow slightly in my hand. I rub and tease it with my fingers as I pull his cock through the hole in his boxers. I take it in my mouth. I suck it all the way into my mouth as I roll it with my tongue. The one good thing about his smaller cock, is that I can take all of him in my mouth and lick his balls. In fact, I can even lick all the way down to his sensitive butt hole, with his whole cock in my mouth.
He is now fully erect in my mouth, and I realize that he is awake, when I feel his hand cup around my head and hold me on his cock. Suddenly, I feel him toss the sheet back, revealing me sucking his cock. I look up and see him smile as he says, "Well, someone is in a mood tonight." I don't say anything in reply, but I smile at him and flutter my tongue rapidly over the sensitive head of his cock. His eyes roll back in his head, as he tosses his head back and GROANS in delight. I am really good at sucking cock, and I quickly bring him to a LOUD orgasm, swallowing almost all of his cum.
As I rub the traces of cum off my lips and suck them from my finger, I slide up to cuddle next to him. While he is still in his post-orgasm bliss, I ask him, "Did you like that? Do you like the way I satisfy you David?"
"GOD yes," He quickly blurts out. "You know that, Ellen. You know that I cum for you like nobody I have ever been with. I can't even imagine another woman who could satisfy me like you do. Why do you ask?"
"I am glad to hear that David. I am so glad that I satisfy you like that. You want me to feel that same satisfaction too, don't you David? You love me and want to know that I am just as satisfied, don't you Baby?"
"Of course, Ellen. I would hate it if you were not satisfied... I would hate myself, if I knew that you were not satisfied. You are satisfied, aren't you Ellen? Please tell me the truth. I will do anything to satisfy you. Just tell me what you need."
The desperation in his voice makes me realize that he will do just that, anything to make sure I am satisfied. I know I should be ashamed of myself, but right now, all I feel is elation, that I can keep my loving marriage, and still get the large cocks that I need. Even as I lay here trying to figure out what to say next, I am having visions in my head of being pushed face first over a table full of shoes, as I am ploughed from behind by my shoe salesman, with that big cock. MMMM, and now it is my Big Black God with that monster black snake, pushing into me as he SQUEEZES and SLAPS my big hanging tits, while he fucks me over his couch.
I try to get control of my beathing, that is now a throaty rasp. My voice cracks as I finally admit to my husband, "Please don't hate me for this, but I realize that your cock is not enough for me... it has not been enough for so long now... but... I love you so much and I never want to hurt you, by saying such a thing... but now... since you ask so sincerely, and I can feel how much you want me to be satisfied... Well, knowing how much you want me to be happy and satisfied... It would be dishonest and a betrayal... in a way... if I am less than completely honest with you... Do you hate me, David? Do you hate me because I can't be satisfied by your cock David? GOD David, PLEASE don't hate me. Please don't hate me... I am only doing what you wanted... being honest..." I set the hook by crying and desperately holding onto him.
