This story is the sequel to "Crystal Gets a Makeover", but is free standing. Please don't forget to provide feedback good or bad and score, fives are appreciated.
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It was late when Bryan Ryan finally crawled into bed next to his already sleeping wife of five years. She was snoring lightly and as he slid under the covers, her breathing pattern didn't change. He had spent another late night playing "Call to Duty" instead of coming to bed early to talk.
"Why did women always want to talk? I'll come to bed early if you wanted to fuck." He thought as he slowly felt sleep over take him. As he slept he dreamed of meeting and having sex with the porn queen and highest paid adult film actress Crystal "Boom Boom" Harper. She was his perfect woman, huge tits, small waist, long legs and nice ass bordering on being big but just the right size. She was the complete opposite of his wife Joan.
As he slept he dreamed of playing with her ample assets and fucking her tits, letting her blow him and finally fucking her shaved pussy with his might ten inch dick.
So far from the truth, but it was his dream. Physically Bryan was not much to look at; he was average looking leaning towards a nerdy look without the intellect. Never playing sports in school, Bryan never built any real muscles and at twenty six years old his body looked the part. He was developing a paunch and if he continued to eat as he had the last several weeks would easily gain twenty pounds before he knew it. To make matters worse, Bryan had a small penis, when erect it was barely four inches long.
When he and Joan met shortly after high school she saw potential and jumped at the chance to be his wife, but after five years and his lack of maturing in even the slightest way, she was ready to throw in the towel. What Bryan didn't know was that Joan was having an affair, with of all people his best buddy Craig. It began a few weeks ago when Craig was over playing "Call to Duty" and drinking beer and losing badly to Bryan who was becoming quite good. The reason he was losing so badly was that he was watching Joan in her bedroom; she'd left the door partly open, knowing that she could be seen and began changing in and out of different outfits, hoping to capture her husband's attention. But instead it was Craig's attention that she found and once intrigued they both began to play. Joan became bolder eventually standing completely naked so that Craig could see her smallish tits as she fondled them, pulling on her hard nipples and played with her quickly moistening mound.
Eventually they made plans to meet after work at a nearby hotel. After that she made arrangements to meet him at his place on a regular basis. Craig cock wasn't that big six inches, but after years of Bryan's small equipment Craig felt huge, and he knew his way around a pussy. He loved to eat her pussy as much as he love to cum. Joan was in heaven, well as much as she could be while cheating on her husband. She planned on leaving him, but she didn't want to hurt him. So she continued to have her affair.
Until one day when Bryan came over to Craig's house unannounced. Craig had given Bryan a key to his house, they were best friends and Bryan had a place to escape to when Joan was on the warpath and he needed to get away. This was Saturday afternoon and Bryan had a few porn DVDs he was returning. Upon entering he immediately heard the unmistakable sounds of loving making; no not love making Bryan was fucking some chick. He was really giving it to her. He could hear the slapping of flesh, the slight moaning building into screams, the panting and calling of profanity.
"Fuck me you bastard. Fuck this pussy," the woman yelled.
He heard Craig's pace quicken as he responded, "You like it hard don't you bitch. Well take this."
Bryan wanted to see, it sounded so much like the DVD's he liked to watch so he creep through the house towards the bedroom, carefully avoiding all the squeaky floor boards. The bedroom door was wide open and he could see the pair going at it.
"Bet your husband never fucked you like this bitch. Am I right?" Craig said panting, it was hard to talk and keep at the rapid pace.
"No, no never, he could never reach as deep in me; touching me in the places you are touching me." She shrieked her climax almost upon her.
"Are you going to cum for me slut? Are you ready to surrender to me, you cheating slut?" Craig asked as he too rapidly approached his moment of release.
Bryan wanted a better view and continued to move closer to the open door unnoticed until he was just outside the bedroom. He could see Craig's cock sliding in and out of the blonde's cunt and her tits wobbling back and forth capped with hard pink nipples. She had been moaning louder and louder until she suddenly squealed and lifted her head off the bed. Her face was covered with sweat, her eyes were wide open, her mouth formed a "O" and for a few seconds there was no sound. It made Bryan think of the delay between lightning and thunder. When she finally found her voice she swore.
"Fuck me. Oh my God! Don't stop. Fuck me."
The look on her face was both one of passion and lust. Something Bryan had never seen and it was on the face of his wife, Joan. It was like a punch in the stomach. Bryan had been watching his best friend Craig fucking his wife Joan as they ridiculed him.
With a roar Craig came, emptying himself into Bryan's wife's womb.
"That's it baby! Fill me with your spunk."
Craig's roar continued and Joan screamed again as she came as Craig continued to pound her married pussy.
Bryan staggered backwards, wounded by the betrayal of his wife and friend. He quickly gathered himself and left the house as quietly as he'd entered.
On the drive home he entertained thoughts of driving into a tree or oncoming traffic, but dismissed it as stupid and thoughtless. Why would he endanger others because he wasn't man enough to keep his wife from straying? Pills or death by asphyxiation were a coward's way out. No, he may have a small penis and be a bit of a nerd, but he wasn't a coward. He pulled his car into his garage shut off the engine. He was angry, but as he sat in his car he couldn't blame anyone but himself.
Just as he was beginning to wallow in self pity, his cell phone rang, he pulled it out and saw the smiling picture of his younger sister Susan on the face of his Smartphone.
"Hey sis, what's up?"
"What's up with you, Donny Downer?" You sound all blue."
"I just caught Joan fucking my best friend Craig at his place," he said his voice cracking realizing that his world was coming apart.
"Oh my gawd! That bitch. Fucking your best friend no less, I'm so sorry. Do you want me to come by, or better yet do you want to come by here. I don't get off for another three hours, but we could talk. It will make you feel better." Susan was working as a waitress while putting herself through college. She worked long hard hours and was struggling with her studies at the local junior college. At the rate she was progressing she'd have her Associated Arts degree in four years.
"Maybe later," he said. "All this just happened and I need time to figure out what to do."
"Okay, big brother. Hang in there. I'll call you when I get off, you can come over and we'll get drunk. It will help you feel better."
"Okay," Bryan said and ended the call.
He got out of the car, but instead of going into the house he walked out into his front lawn which was brown and in the need of grooming. The California drought made watering it impractical, so like most of his neighbors he let it die. He kicked around a few loose rocks and looked up to see a short funny looking man watching him. The little man wore strange clothing, looking like the costumes from "Game of Thrones". Bryan was about to approach the little man and ask him what he was doing staring at him. However, he realized that his anger was misplaced and instead picked up few pieces of litter that had blown into his dying garden. When looked up again the funny looking man was gone. He walked to the side of his home where he kept his garbage containers and tossed the debris into the recycled can. Just as he was about to turn away the funny looking little man appeared sitting on the container he just used.
"What the hell!" Bryan yelled surprised by the appearance.
"How did you..." Bryan began to say, only to stop when her realized how impossible that would have been. Correcting himself he said, "Where did you come from?"
"Oh, a place far far away from here? Why do you ask?"
