Cucked And Denied

My wife and I married right out of college. I was lucky to land such a sexy lady and I knew it. I'm not well-endowed and at only four inches rock hard, I have always felt completely inferior to almost every other man in a locker room or in a tight swimsuit. And Janet was a popular girl in college and other men seemed to know her no matter where we went on dates. While I didn't think anything of it at first, I did get asked quite a bit what I thought of Janet and they all asked in a way that made me think she put out at a moment's notice. But we hadn't even slept together even after six months of dating. In fact, every time we would start to make out she would slow me down and keep me from anything but the most modest of hand placement, which was on her waist if I was lucky and her thigh if I was really lucky. She let me French kiss her sometimes but not always. I would get home from our dates, my little cock so hard and aching, and I'd touch it and my tiny load of one or two small squirts would fire off.

But word made its way back to me and while I didn't want to believe it, it certainly did explain why so many of the guys on campus seemed to know Janet. Guys were asking how it was and so forth and I'd say great thinking they just meant the dating, not knowing they were trying to compare their sexual experience with mine, though I had none to compare with as Janet kept me hard but didn't let me near her goodies. But the more we talked, the more they revealed and by the time a dozen of these guys had passed along stories, I knew Janet was so popular because she put out ... in bunches. I was even told gangbang stories where she serviced an entire frat one night and the basketball team another. I never told these guys that she wouldn't even let me feel her round breasts through her shirt and that I had to jack off my puny cock myself when I got home from our dates but it seemed as if I was the only guy on campus that hadn't pumped her. It was depressing and ... and I blush as I type this ... arousing at the same time.

On our next date, I took Janet to a secluded spot and started to make out with her. As she kept pushing my hands aside I whispered "But I hear you let other guys do it, honey." She froze and said it wasn't true. So I started listing the stories and the names and finally she started to sob saying she had a bad reputation but she was trying to change and she was hoping I would be the one to change it forever. I bought it hook-line-and-sinker and told her I loved her that night. She didn't let me get much farther even though she told me she loved me as well and I repeated my date-night ritual of grabbing my little dick and jerking a couple times and dribbling my tiny load out on my own.

I proposed soon after and we were married. I got a job in the college town and we were very happy. Janet kept in touch with friends still in school and then one night about two months after we were married, 10 months since we met, she and the girls went out. I thought nothing of it. That is until I saw she was wearing a very short one-piece dress, one that hardly covered her plump bottom. I asked where they were going and she said the movies. It was hardly how she dressed for the movies but I didn't question any more. I was in bed by the time she got home very late and I could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on her as she kissed me.

"Where were you?" I asked.

"Oh the girls changed their minds and we went dancing." She was standing over me and even in the dim light I could see up her short dress and the inside of her thighs looked ... wet ... and the smell was ... familiar .. .though I couldn't place it. She was weaving a bit as she stood there and I looked up at her.

"Ummm, so where did you go?"

"To Chet's ... a place near campus."

I knew the place. It was a real wild bar and pickup place.

"Did you ... dance?"

"Yes, a little. Well, a bit actually but it was okay. Nothing happened ... well ... nothing really."

She pulled her dress off over her head and then I could see raw red lines from fingers clawing over her body. And I could see something had matted in her well-trimmed pubic hair, the mat thick and pressed down. I turned on the light and gasped as I saw she'd been worked over. I tried to sit up but she put her hand firmly on my head and insisted I not get up. I stared at the thick jumbled mess of her mound the scent overwhelming.

"Jesus, what happened?"

"Oh some of the boys got a little wild is all ... pawing me and ... well one ... kind of ...stuck it in actually ... I'm sorry, I stopped him as soon as I could ... well there were two actually."

She leaned closer and pressed her knees against the side of the mattress and when I tried to sit up as she started to explain, she placed her hand on my head again and held me down telling me this time to stay down there. I listened with my face inches from her pussy and I realized she was filled with semen, I could smell it so strong now that I was close and she kept leaning forward, pulling my face closer, my nose right near her matted pubic hair. The scent was undeniable.

She explained she was dancing one of her last and two men started to dance with her, one black and one white but both very big. Janet is petite but has a rather large pair of round breasts for her size and she said she barely came up to their shoulders. Soon the black guy was grinding into her from the front as the white guy thrust up against her plump bottom as they worked her to a back dimly lit corner. She said she'd been in a hurry to get ready, which I knew was a lie, and neglected to put panties on or, in her words, it might not have happened. The black guy picked her up easily with his hands on her waist and she couldn't help but spread her legs and wrap them around his waist and suddenly she felt a thick round knob ramming into her tight little pussy. As she was trying to keep him from entering her, the white guy behind her was all at once ramming his big knob against her anus, something she had never let me near. And then, plugged in both holes, she squealed but no one heard her as the thick black and white cocks started to pump her hard and fast. She was jerked back and forth like a little girl as they pumped her, Janet said after a short while, she wouldn't say exactly how long, they both stopped and left her there.

"I don't think they came in me at least."

"Are you kidding? I can smell it from here."

I looked up at her and she looked down with her little girl innocent face and then pulled my face closer until my nose was in her wet pubic hair, the thick cum cool and pungent.

"Really? You can? Did those naughty men just cum on my mound, baby?"

Then she lifted her foot up onto the bed and spread her pussy which was still gaped and out came a thick stream of cum as I watched with my mouth open.

"Did that big black man get any of his nasty cum inside me, baby?"

"Yes ... Jesus, your hole is so open and there's so much cum."

"There is? Oh my, that must be why my other hole is so sore and messy feeling, too."

Then she pulled my face right into her pussy, my open mouth getting a glob of cum immediately as she pulled me tight to her and rode my mouth, her gaped hole draining the cum into my mouth as I gagged but swallowed all the same. She started to moan then as she rode me, grinding down hard, and her hand tight in my hair as she yanked me hard against her hole, my nose rubbing in the cum-soaked mound as more and more cum poured out of her and down my throat. She was moaning loudly and telling me to eat it all out of her like a good little boy and then a gush of her own cum squirted down my throat. A huge wave of the black man's cum came with it and I was gagging and swallowing as fast as I could. It was like swallowing a man's load.

"Oh baby, thank you ... oh my, he did cum a lot, I guess."

Janet smiled down at me pulling my face from her mound, cum dripping off my chin while my nose and cheeks were coated in thick cum. Then she asked if I was hard and I nodded, feeling ashamed since my cock had been rock hard and throbbing ever since I first caught her scent tonight.

"You deserve a reward for cleaning that nasty man's cum out of me. Do you want to put your little thing in me? I'm not sure you'll feel anything though because he really stretched me out. Do you want to try? Is your little thing really hard?"

I was moaning as she talked down to me and I begged her to let me. She smiled and turning around, spread her cheeks. I gasped as I saw her asshole gaped as well, both men must have been horses, and she pushed it back toward me as cum ran out.

"You better clean my other hole, too. Come on, be a good little boy and clean your wife up after those naughty men forced their big fat cocks in her and filled her with their hot thick cum. My god, there's so much ... so much more than you give me."

I felt her hand on my head again and suddenly I was yanked forward into her asshole, my mouth open again as I licked and sucked and she moaned and rode me. God, I was really so close to cumming myself I just sucked as hard and fast as I could so I didn't just blow my load before I could have a chance at my own wife's pussy tonight. I finished and sat up begging her to hurry.

She walked to the end of the bed and told me to stand at the end. She then laid on her back with her ass at the edge of the mattress, her pussy gaping still and sloppy with cum I'd missed, and told me to put my little thing in her, again repeating she didn't think I would feel anything. I moved forward and tried to put it in but she moved. Giggling she said "Come on, put it in me. Can't you put that little thing where you want it?"

I was whimpering as my cock throbbed and I could feel my finish was near. I pawed at her and tried to pull her back but she slid up the bed farther laughing, looking at my raging tiny hardon and taunting me. I crawled after her with every move, trying to dive on her and ram my little hard cock into her but she kept moving, and giggling, and as I tried one last time I couldn't help but explode, two hard squirts worth all over the blanket.

"Oh, you poor little guy. You couldn't even hold it to get it in me? And your little load is ... well, at least I won't have to change the blanket. I can barely see it. Not like the ones you just ate out of me is it?"

She smiled sweetly and stroked my sweaty emotionally wrought face as my cock withered back almost up inside me and I sobbed in frustration. She held her thighs open and showed me her tunnel again.

"But really, after those big men were done with me, your little thing wouldn't even have rubbed against my tunnel's sides, baby, so don't be upset. You came how you had to really. Like a little boy does ... you are hardly bigger than most little boys anyway. I guess you have to cum like that, don't you?"

I was staring at her hole and then up at her and was blushing because I knew everything had changed in one 20-minute period. My little cock was pulled back up and soft and hardly showed now, just like a little boy's. She was right. And I'd cum all over (well, not all over but for me a huge load) before I could consummate the act. I'd cleaned her up after she cheated with two men at once. But I still loved her and this was the worst of it. As she curled up underneath the blanket and quickly went to sleep, I was knew I was cucked and owned.