“Linda?” It was hours later, still before dawn. Dan had woken me up; the lamp next to his bedside was on.
“Linda, I need to talk to you.”
“Sure Dan.” I rolled over on my side to face him.
“Linda, I have to tell you something.” A short pause. “I can’t stop thinking about it, either.”
“What?”
“About Eddie and his big cock, and how much I wanted to see him fuck you with it.”
“Really?” I said.
“Yeah,” Dan said. “It feels good to admit it. I have jacked off many times in my office since that night.”
“Really??”
The sex surged back into the room. Sensing it, I slid on top of him again. “Really Dan?”
“Yeah.”
I grabbed his cock again.
“Dan, thank you!! Thank you for being honest with me …. I know that wasn’t easy.”
“Oh God …” Dan moaned as I stroked his cock.
“Dan, can I ask you something?”
“Yes.”
“Did you feel small next to Eddie?”
“What do you mean?”
“When you were standing next to Eddie, did you feel like, you know, your penis was small?”
“Well ….”
“Because Dan, I have to say, I did.” Something bad in me had taken over. “I’ve never thought of your dick as small, but seeing it next to Eddie’s big cock, I was shocked at the difference.”
Dan seemed dazed, but his face was contorted with horniness, and his cock was twitching like mad.
“Hmm, Cheryl was right,” I said, smiling.
“About what?” said Dan, surprised that I mentioned her.
“She said guys with small penises (here we go!) guys like you, Dan—like hearing about how small they are compared to studs like Eddie.”
And there it was: Dan’s penis shot up into its hardest state. I had never seen such a quick transition from soft to hard.
“Dan, that’s it!”
“What?” he said.
“You like it! You like knowing that your cock is small and Eddie’s is so much bigger. It turns you on.”
Dan’s expression was tortured, but horny, too.
I started stroking him faster, relishing my control. My determination not to cheat on Dan but to take what was mine within the relationship was changing everything.
“Guess what else, Dan? Cheryl says that Eddie’s big cock does feel fantastic inside her, that size really, really matters.”
“Ohhhh,” Dan moaned.
“She said it feels so much better than smaller cocks … smaller cocks like yours.”
“Ohhhh …” Dan moaned.
“You wanna cum, Dan? You wanna cum?”
“Ohhhh ….”
“Are you my dirty boy, thinking about Eddie’s big cock inside me?”
“Yessss!”
“You want me to stroke it, stroke that little cock while you think about Eddie’s big cock filling my pussy up?”
“Oh God, yes!” Dan cried out. God he was hard; he was ready to burst.
“Let me see it Dan! Let me see that little dick cum! Squirt for me!”
“Ohhhh!”
“See if you can make a big load like Eddie’s!!”
“Cummming …!”
Dan spurted his load in my hand. And that was it.
After Dan’s cum, my emotions were mixed. But I wasn’t sorry. I felt an odd sense of relief. Sexual control was, I guess, mine for the taking. Feeling no need to come, I started to nod off. A few minutes later, Dan curled up against me. For the first time in a while, our closeness felt unforced. You didn’t tell him. Tell him what? About Cheryl’s offer. Another time, I told myself, another time. I slept soundly in Dan’s arms, more soundly than I had in a long time.