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This is a straight slutwife story as a change of pace. No interracial play or forced feminization.
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Story codes (cuckold, slutwife, light femdom).
More and more our sex life consisted of me performing long detailed sessions of oral on Veronica while she watched a porno, usually playing on the bedroom television. They always had men with very large cocks. I had never realized so many men were blessed. In fact before meeting Veronica I actually thought I was pretty big myself.
"Oh yeah you little pussy licker, that's it." She liked talking dirty during these sessions. It was playful and cute, but with an edge. "Oh baby, see that big cock. MMMMM How much bigger do you think he is than you?" I didn't answer.
A natural born tease in every way, it was her long legs in a short skirt that initially attracted me to her. At the airport for a business trip, I spotted her wiggling her cute bum from a hundred yards. You could tell she loved the attention the short red skirt and fabulous body got her. I was hooked from the start. I followed her into one of those cheesy airport bars and sat a couple of bar stools down. Not really sure why I had followed her, I'm naturally very shy around women. Maybe I just wanted to be close to her. I knew she was way out of my league. After about five minutes nursing a drink I saw her staring at me. I blushed. This was some signal, which she apparently really liked. Soon she was sitting next to me and I was buying her drinks. I learned she was picking someone up for her boss, but the flight got delayed. Her boss was some sort of banking official and she was his personal assistant. I told her my name, Brian, and we seemed to hit it off. I do best with aggressive women who put me at ease and she definitely qualified.
We dated for six months. It was a whirlwind. On our first time getting intimate together she told me she liked passive men who went along with the flow. I was a natural at that. She liked pinching and roughly prodding me when we made love. Always on top, even now after three years, two of them married, I've never been on top in bed. Her satisfaction always came first, and often after cumming inside her exquisite box, she would sit on my face and ride me to another orgasm. I never complained.
She was my best friend and ultimate lover all put together neatly in one package. We laughed constantly and had as much fun as two people can have together. The teasing began almost from day one. Her style of dress was shameless. Always decked out in heels, which showed off her petite feet and long sculptured legs. Short skirts or tight shorts. Midriff revealing tops. I was always a walking boner with her.
She loved keeping me on edge. At the beginning she had told me she thought masturbating was cheating so I was on my honor not to. I was so in love and devoted I tried my best with only occasional lapses, which I of course confessed to her about. She would reprimand me sternly, but still in a cute funny way. She liked me horny and constantly aching for her.
As she came on my mouth I felt the same sense of fulfillment I always did upon giving her pleasure.
"Phew that was good baby. Now bring your little friend up here and I'll take care of him." She enjoyed calling me little. At barely seven inches I had never had any complaints that I knew of, but she had confided in me that she was used to large men, and my little guy didn't do a whole lot for her. She had told me she loved me anyway and we would work through it.
"Ohhh looks like he likes that" she said while stroking my dick with her hand.
"Mmmm yes that's it. Think of me fucking some big hunky guy like in the movie baby. That's it, squirt your little quick shooter" Her pace quickened. Thirty seconds later I erupted in the tissue she was holding in her other hand. I always felt guilty after coming thinking about her fucking someone else. She had told me to, but I still felt bad. The thought of her with someone else was enough to make me have a heart attack.
I was beginning to get worried. I knew that I had trouble taking care of Veronica's needs with my penis but I thought we worked through that with the oral and videos. I thought she liked being in control, but maybe she needed a real man once in a while? God did I just say that? I kept thinking. I'm man enough for any woman I told myself.
As time progressed Misty got bolder and bolder talking about fucking another man and her need for a big dick. Finally I snapped and for the first time in our relationship, yelled at her. I told her I was her husband and her man and that no wife of mine was going to go slutting around like some common whore. I actually felt tough while saying it, but a little voice in the back of my head said "Oh shit" as I waited for her reaction. I didn't get one. Smirking at me she went to the bedroom and quietly closed the door. I went in later and a apologized but she said she was tired and we would talk about it in the morning. We had a family reunion planned the next day and I was worried Veronica would be difficult.
The next morning as we got ready to leave in separate bathrooms, I was still a little angry but felt bad about yelling at her. I was sitting on the couch watching some baseball when she came into the family room and announced she was ready to leave. Looking up my jaw hit the floor. I stammered "You... you... aren't going to wear that?"
"Why yes I am sweetie. Don't' I look cute?" she asked twirling around. "I've decided to take matters into my own hands. I tried to be nice about it but come on, a woman needs what a woman needs and your little tinkler just isn't cutting it, to be honest honey. We both know that, and we both know you'll accept exactly what I tell you to accept. From now on this body is on display for all the hunks in the world to try and get their way with. Now come on. Were going to be late. I want your family to know exactly what kind of man you are. Lets call it penance for last night's little tirade." With that she turned around and walked outside. I had a boner. It was pathetic. She couldn't be serious?
Walking out to the car I looked at my bride and winced, thinking of the reaction of my family, many of who had flown in and I had'nt seen for years. It was going to be a very long day.
Arriving at the park and picnic area, all eyes did a double take on the vision of splendor that was my wife, as she stepped out of our car. Her long blonde hair was parted in the middle, framing her angelic face, with an extra touch of lipstick and eyeliner that made her look like she was going clubbing or worse. Her shorts were a white stretchy material that didn't entirely cover her shapely bubbly butt. The bottoms of her cheeks were visible. Her top was a red bathing suit top that was would have been revealing on a topless beach. Her perfectly shaped pert round 34c tits were barely contained in the two small pieces of fabric. The rest of the top was just strings. She was super tanned and toned all over, and this was most evident in her long legs, that seemed to go on for miles. Her feet were shown off in sexy four-inch red platform sandals.
Approaching the main group of people, all eyes were glued to her as we said our hellos. As the afternoon progressed Veronica was very dismissive of me in front of everyone and ordered me around like her servant boy. I tried to laugh it off but people noticed. On the way to the restroom I over heard a group of what sounded like three guys around the corner talking, and stopped to listen as I heard the subject.
"Oh my god did you see that piece of ass out there. Holy shit would I love to rip off those little shorts and plant my cock up in her cunt" said one of the guys.
"Man I know, that slut is just asking for it, showing up here dressed like that. Brian may be my cousin but obviously he's not able to please her or she wouldn't be looking that hard" said a deeper voice
"Ha haha yeah. Dudes probably got a real little limp dick. We'd be doing him favor probably" said another voice he thought recognized but wasn't sure.
The voices started to get closer as I ducked into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I saw how red my face was. With out a doubt this was the most embarrassing day of my life. It wasn't bad enough Veronica was dressed that way, but she was being very touchy feely with all the guys too. Bending over to pick up my brothers dropped cell phone from the waist down, giving everyone a perfect view of her ass. Posing her luscious body at every opportunity.