This story is a true account of the experiences of a husband who searches for ways to give his wife the type of sexual joy she gives him. Names have been changed of course.
At twenty-years-old I met eighteen-year-old Carol in her freshmen year of college through a mutual friend. Although we attended different schools, we hit it off from the very first night we met. She was beautiful with shoulder-length, shimmering black hair and a body to die for. She stood 4'10," weighed 100lbs and had a very well proportioned hourglass figure. Her breasts measuring 34C were quite large for her petite frame. They stood up nice, round, and firm with slight delicious sag you would expect from their heaviness. This was one of the things that drew me to her initially but over the years we found we had great similar interests. She wears contacts but looks equally good in her glasses. We had an enviable relationship throughout our dating and courtship. This is not to say we didn't have our difficulties. Our dating went on for 4 years before we finally tied the knot.
Coming from a very large family, she has very sound family values and morals. She is a one-person type of girl. On the surface she can be a demure, soft-spoken, submissive girl but those who know her realize she has a sharp tongue with a wit and intelligence to match. Like all intelligent people she is lacking in other areas; she can be really clumsy and naive at times. She is always misplacing her things; purses or glasses or whatever. She will believe whatever outlandish thing someone close to her, like me, tells her. She just doesn't get dirty or racist jokes and finds no humor in them. She wonders why my friends and I laugh at them so hysterically. She was so and still is very innocent.
Now I was never very experienced with sex but neither was Carol. She had had one prior boyfriend who popped her cherry. For 2 years afterwards she was faithful with him before they broke up and 6 months later she met me. I think I corrupted her a bit. We had sex together within 2 weeks of dating. I had a couple of girlfriends before Carol - but nothing really serious. This inexperience allowed us the opportunity to grow, explore and experiment with sex together. I believe this can be a real strengthening bond couples share. We experimented in risque sex, although much of it due to my persistence. In the first couple of months we had sex once on a rooftop, once in a movie theater, and once had oral sex in the back of an Amtrak bus. Since we went to different schools, we didn't see much of each other during the week. But the few weekends we did spend together were very intimate.
Sex has never been a major focus for her in our relationship but secretly for me, it is. I secretly think sex is not a great focus for her because she didn't get many orgasms. When asked, she told me that her ex didn't make her come much. Truth be told, I don't make her come that much either but she says she loves me anyway and there are other qualities she likes about me. During our first fuck, the first time she saw my dick she whispered "Ohh you're so big... " what a stroke for my ego. And when I asked if my dick was bigger than her ex's she smiled and said, "Yes, it is" which was another stroke for my ego. When I entered her the first time, she was very HOT and slippery. It felt so good! As I pushed my full length inside her, I felt my dick push against something resisting me. It was just a little resistance but I could still steadily enter her. She gasped softly in pleasure for one second "Ooohhh" just before I had my full erection inside her. Now her oohing started just as I reached that little bit of resistance inside her. And her oohing lasted the whole one-second it took me to push my way through it.
The feeling I felt as I pushed my length into her was a pliable, snug, resistance feeling. It felt different from sliding my dick through the shallow part of her pussy - the well-fucked and slippery part of her pussy near the entrance where her ex had fucked her during their two years together. There was more friction at this strange part so a little more force was needed to push my dick all the way inside. And since my dick was bigger and longer than her ex's little dick, I knew that I had gone past where he could reach inside her. Just how much bigger I was compared to her ex was the length in her pussy where I started feeling that resistance up to the point where I couldn't push deeper. That tightness feeling I felt, from pushing deep into her when she ooohed for me, was the result of her vagina being stretched to accommodate me for the very first time. Her pussy passage had to stretch open to allow a longer and bigger dick, my dick, to be able to reach new depths and sensations. I had just given her more penetration and thus more sensation and pleasure than her ex had. "What's wrong?" I asked with mock concern and evilness in my eyes. "Ohh, you're so big," She whispered as she looked up at me with her wide-open, big, brown eyes. I pulled out halfway and pushed myself slowly in again. As I felt the tightness again by reaching the beginning of new depths in her pussy, I pushed slowly in. "Oooohhhh" she cooed for another second before I couldn't get any deeper. I repeated this holy ritual for 15 more pumps each time getting an "Oohh" or "Ahh" from her as I pushed in and out of the tightness area. I was stretching her and she was voicing her pleasure! She was so warm, wet, and slippery that I had to pull out and cum all over her tummy and tits.
That first time we had sex I didn't make her cum. In retrospect, I think if I had lasted longer during our first fuck while she was making those ooohs and ahhhs, I may have been able to make her cum then. But eventually she did cum from fucking me. Nowadays I get some sounds, but I don't get those moanings like I did the first 5-10 times I fucked her. I don't get the feeling of stretching her pussy past the depth where her ex could penetrate her any more either. It is still hot, slippery, and wet when I plunge my full length into her. Don't get me wrong, she still has one tight pussy but what I'm saying is I don't feel that barrier I did when I first stretched her vaginal channel. She must have gotten used to my size since then.
A few weeks later, during one of her frisky moments, there was a ruler nearby while we were making out and about to fuck. She burst out with a mischievous gleam in her eye, "Ohh look a ruler, I want to measure you. " I was like "Sure," confident I was bigger than her ex's was. "I've never measured a dick before," she piped. "How do I measure it?" she smiled innocently while placing the ruler end in my pubic hair close to where my dick and stomach meet and laying the ruler down along the top half of my fully erect dick. She had a beautiful smile and bright gleam in her eye, anticipating our fucking, while she measured me, "One... two... three... four... four inches" she said softly but with her smile gone. I guess that figure IS kinda small. "What?," I said, shocked! Having measured myself before I knew I was more than 4 inches long! "No, no, baby. You have to measure from the base of my dick on the underside, near my balls, up to the head," I chided her. "Heh heh. Ooops sorry, I thought that WAS the underside," she replied laughing. Having mostly only seen my dick from the underside, she had thought that the TOP view of my dick, views guys see while peeing, was my underside. Silly girl I thought. "Let me do it again. " she remarked smiling. She placed the ruler end against my scrotum sac where my dick starts and measured up to my dickhead. "Oh, five... six inches," she said with more excitement. "My ex's dick was little, about 3 and a half inches. But your's is longer and much thicker. But size doesn't matter to me, just as long as you can last and know how to use it," she would say pushing me down while straddling me. We proceeded to fuck until I came. I think she might have come - I'm not sure.
But later in the week, after finding out the truth that doctors measure dicks from the TOP half of the dick, not the underside, I foolishly told her over the phone that we had measured incorrectly. Later I measured myself closely and got 4. 75 inches. Man, that DOES seem a little on the short end. If most men are from 5 -6 inches in length then I believe I'm a little below average. So the next time she came over, she measured me and came up with the same or close measurement. "Four and a half inches," she said with a little twinge in her eyes that I thought for a split second, showed her disappointment. I have never tried to talk to her about what I thought I saw in her face that day. "What... no, no, it is 5 inches or close to it," I told her and measured it myself for her to see. "Okay," she said uncomfortably, eager to change the subject. To this day, ever since the measurements, she has never told me what she told me the first day she saw my dick. She has never again told me, "Ohhh, you're so big. "
"But I'm not concerned with penis size. I think we are a good fit. And we have good sex," she would tell me. "Size doesn't matter to me, just as long as you don't cum too soon," she would say then laugh and then punch me in the shoulder whenever I make a joke about girls liking big penises and that maybe she would like it too. I know she says things to calm my insecurities but I also know that bigger penises DO turn her on. One time we were watching an Ed Powers porno with Jake in it. For those that don't know, he is a black guy with a huge 8-9 inches crooked penis. "Wow, he has a big penis," she would nonchalantly say. She never makes little comments when we watch other so-so pornos. And once, while I was fucking her while watching a porno with Rocco on, she commented on his fucking. The scene was one where Rocco was violently fucking this blonde who had her face down and ass up with a pillow propped underneath. While I was fucking Carol missionary-style, we were watching the porno. As Rocco pushed himself as deep into the blonde as possible, the blonde screamed, and I heard a gasp from Carol. "Wow... he disappeared," Carol said softly as I felt her pussy get wetter around my dick.
"What do you mean disappeared?" I asked pumping her slowly.