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My Unsatisfied Wife
by Rob (tweaksall@yahoo.com)
***
When my wife learns that her friend's husband is a
first-rate stud, she realizes that my poor sexual
performance has deprived her of years of pleasure. (MF,
wife, cuck)
***
My wife Diane and I are lying in bed one night, and she
asks me if I'm happy with our sex life, and if I think
once a week is enough. I assure her that I'm very happy
with the way things are, and ask her what's on her
mind. Diane says that her friend Tina mentioned to her
at lunch that she and her husband Mike have had sex
every night since they were married three years ago.
Tina also said that she and Mike sometimes do it all
night long, and that he can get it up three or four
times in a row.
"So I wondered if maybe you-- I mean, *we* should try
more often," Diane says.
"Look, everyone's different, honey," I tell her. "And
what's natural for Tina and Mike isn't necessarily
what's natural for us. And I think Tina has a pretty
vivid imagination, too."
"Are you saying Tina was lying?" asks Diane.
"No, not intentionally. But, maybe a few times a week
seems like every night to Tina. And it just isn't
possible for a man to achieve another erection
immediately after ejaculating, let alone four times in
a row! If you'd had other lovers before you met me, you
would understand how ridiculous that is."
"I did think that a little strange, when she told me,"
says Diane.
A couple of weeks later, Tina and Mike invite us to
meet them at a bed-and-breakfast in the mountains for a
leisurely weekend. We arrive there Friday night, and
after dinner and a few drinks, Tina suggests that we
turn in early because it's been a long week.
The four of us are the only guests there that weekend,
with Tina and Mike's room right next to ours. By ten
o'clock Diane and I are in bed, and she reaches over to
gently stroke my soft dick through my underwear.
She's just about to say something when we hear a
muffled squeak-squeak-squeak sound from the next room.
Diane smiles and says, "Gee-- they sure didn't waste
any time!" We both laugh, and continue our foreplay.
But after about 15 minutes of listening to that
gradually quickening rhythm, I'm still not hard.
"What's the matter?" Diane asks.
"I don't know," I say. "That noise is so distracting--
I just can't concentrate!"
"I guess that's just Tina's vivid imagination," Diane
says, with her eyebrows raised.
"Oh, very funny," I reply. "I didn't say that they
never have sex."
"Well, it's starting to feel like *we* never have sex!"
Diane lays her head back on her pillow with a sigh of
frustration, and stares at the ceiling.
"Sweetie, we had sex last week-- or don't you
remember?" I try to sound hurt, but just end up
sounding whiney.
"Well, it's just not fair. Tina's been getting pounded
non-stop for the last 15 minutes, and all I get is a
lousy two minutes of dick a week!"
For a moment I'm too stunned to reply; I've never heard
Diane talk like that. And before I can get any words
out, the rhythm next door unexpectedly stops, and we
both instinctively look toward the wall that separates
the two rooms.
The silence is broken by Tina suddenly screaming "Oh,
ohh, ohhhh!" for what seems like a full minute, and
during that time Diane's eyes and mine are strangely
transfixed on the wall. As Tina's screams gradually
fade to whimpers, the spell is broken, and Diane and I
look at each other again.
Diane looks displeased, but also aroused. Her nipples
are hard, and now my dick is hard too. She notices, and
smiles. "Wow-- Mike's damn good; he got all of us
pretty hot," she says.
"Yeah... I guess so," is all I can think to say.
"So, yah gonna use that thing?" Diane asks, motioning
toward my dick. She opens her legs, and I climb between
them, and push into her.
I start slow and gentle, but Diane says, "Harder, Rob.
I want them to hear us." I start pushing a little
harder, but still try to keep control. Our bedsprings
remain silent.
"Oh, come on, Rob-- hard!" Diane opens her legs wider.
"Just pretend you're fucking Tina."
"What do you mean?" I ask, half smiling.
"I saw you staring at her tits during dinner," Diane
says. "They must really flop around when Mike fucks her
so hard-- don't you think?"
Shit. I'm hoping Diane won't get angry about this
because she seems really horny. And her comment makes
an image flash through my mind of Tina lying on her
back, with her legs over Mike's shoulders, as he pumps
away, sending ripples through her body that make her
big, soft tits shake wildly.
Diane puts her hands on my ass, and I start feeling
that familiar tightness in my groin. "They still can't
hear us," she says.
I push harder, but our bed makes only an occasional
creak. We hear soft giggles from next door. Diane
whispers, "How are you going to face Tina tomorrow when
we'll all know you can't fuck as hard as Mike can?"
I immediately tense up, and Diane knows she's won. She
tightens her pussy, and I completely lose control,
coming inside of her.
"So that's my two minutes for this week, huh? You spent
more time than that staring at Tina's tits." Diane is
angry, so I think it best to keep quiet while she
vents.
More giggles from next door and the familiar squeak-
squeak-squeak starts again.
"I don't fucking believe this!" Diane says with a
sarcastic laugh. She jumps out of bed, and stands
facing me, naked, with her hands on her wide hips.
Shaking her head, she looks at my soft, wet penis and
says, a little too loudly, "So do we wait for Mike to
get you hard again?"
I'm about to suggest that she lower her voice, when she
follows up with, "Oh, I forgot-- it just isn't possible
for a guy to get hard again after coming!"
Diane leans toward me, and continues in a hushed voice,
"I don't have to put up with this, Rob. Do you know
what Tina told me the other day? She said that Mike
fantasizes about fucking me. Me! And she said she
wouldn't care if he did!"
As I listen to Diane, I just stare with my mouth
hanging open, knowing that this is a turning point in
our marriage.
And then I cringe as she says, "Yah know, if I had any
sense, I'd go right next door and..." She fortunately
completes this sentence only with a heavy sigh. "So now
you know how I feel. And now you need to explain
yourself and admit your shortcomings-- and I'd better
like what I hear. I'll give you just two minutes,
because that's all you ever give me."
I'm so freaked out right now, because Diane has
suddenly become so dominant, and I feel so powerless.
The noise from Tina and Mike's bed is unrelenting, and
the very thought of her going over there terrifies me.
I have no choice but to tell her the truth.
"I'm so sorry," I begin, with my eyes lowered. "I was a
jerk to stare at Tina like I did. It was rude to you,
and rude to her." I felt like a little boy.
It isn't easy, but I continue, "When you told me about
their sex life, I immediately denied it because I knew
I could never compete with Mike that way. But then I
couldn't stop thinking about him screwing Tina every
night. I knew that their relationship was everything
you wanted ours to be, but I also knew that I could
never make that happen."
Diane now seemed calmer. "Good. What else?" she said.
"That's why that noise they're making is driving me
crazy," I explain. "It's like they're doing it just to
make fun of me!"
"No, Rob," she corrects me. "They're doing it because
that's what men and women do together."
At this moment Tina and Mike's rhythm suddenly stops,
and is followed by repeated drawn-out grunting sounds.
Diane seems breathless for a moment. She puts on her
robe, and sits on the bed. "Here's the thing, Rob," she
says. "I need what Tina's getting-- desperately. I've
been needing it for a long time, and it's pretty
obvious that you can't give it to me. So here's what
you need to do: Get dressed, go next door, and explain
to Tina and Mike what we just talked about. Offer me to
Mike, but be respectful of Tina's feelings."
My heart sinks. "Diane, there has to be some other way
we can..."
"No, Rob," she interrupts, "you've had enough chances.
And I'm giving you an opportunity to at least pretend
that you have some control over the situation. This
way, it'll seem like it's your choice. But if you don't
do it, I will; and then how would you ever be able to
face Tina and Mike again?"
Diane picks up my jeans, and tosses them at me. "Don't
take too long." She walks into the bathroom, undoes her
robe, and lets it fall to the floor.
I slowly get dressed, and walk to the door. Before
leaving, I glance back at Diane, who's standing naked
in the bathroom, brushing her hair. Her nipples are
hard again.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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