Louise comes clean

I had been living with Louise for a year. At first I used to worry my penis might not be big enough for her. The size of my penis rock hard is small average at best being only five inches long and a little less than four and a half inches around. I had aways been insecure about this ever since my teens when I noticed my friends maturing to have bigger cocks than me. Secretly I envied them and felt inadequate because my cock was smaller than most. Louise said size didn't matter and that my penis was all she needed or wanted. But I was never really reassured by this. Even though all the sex therapists say my penis is perfectly adequate to give pleasure, I always thought "Yes but that's a matter of function - there is also a matter of attractiveness, looking and feeling powerful and masculine to your woman. And surely a woman taking my whole penis easily in her mouth does not sense the power she would feel when stretching her mouth over a big thick cock that makes her gag, so deep can it go down her throat." These were my secret fears and I am writing this to tell you how they were realised. Louise and I often used sex toys in the bedroom, vibrators mainly, you know the ones that look like the real thing. Well the first time we got one was on one of our wild weekends in New York. We went to a sex shop together to pick out a vibrator. They had a number of different ones in all sizes and colors. I thought Louise would pick one about the same size as my penis but she surprised me when she picked out one that was eight inches long and almost two inches wide. I did not say anything but the ride back to the hotel my penis was rock hard just thinking and wondering if her pussy could take all of that big vibrator in and wondering if she would really enjoy it? Well it didn't take long to find out, I think she must have been thinking about it to because when I got her naked on the bed, her pussy was sopping wet. Her juices were already running down her leg. Now the amazing thing to me was that a woman who said size doesn't matter had five mind blowing orgasms in the next half hour and one of them I thought she was going to black out. She had never climaxed as wildly and loud as that with me ever before. At her first orgasm I had pushed the vibrator about six and a half inches inside her; within forty five seconds she was cumming, having her first mind-blowing orgasm. By the fifth orgasm she was taking all eight inches into her sweet wet pussy. By the end of the weekend, i had fucked her countless times with the vibrator, and her cunt easily took the full length. Now after that first night with a vibrator, we tred a newer and larger vibrator each weekend away. The biggest one she has ever got was eleven inches long and two and a half inches wide - Louise has no problem taking the whole thing into her hot cunt. It so turned me on, using it on her and watching the whole thing going in and out. Now maybe you understand why over the years I have been a little insecure about my penis size once I saw the way she had these mind-blowing climaxes with long thick vibrators. So how did I get her to finally admit to me that she had lied all of these years? On our last wild weekend I got the dumb idea to get one of those kits where you can make a dildo moulded from your own penis. Louise had always said she was happy with the size of my penis so I thought she would like it if I gave her a replica of my penis. Boy was I wrong! When we got settled in at the hotel I told her I had a special gift for her. She opened the nicely wrapped gift and took out the dildo. Before I could tell her that it was a mould of my penis she started to laugh and say oh honey why did you get me a little dildo like this? Then she walked over to the bag that she had brought her vibrator in and another new toy. She took them out. She had a new black rubber dong that had a suction cup base. It was twelve inches long and wo and a half inches wide. She laid her vibrators and my gift dildo on the bed side by side. She laughed she said look at the little boy penis next to my two manly penises. Then she said oh honey I know I said size doesn't matter but that is just too little I wouldn't even feel that little thing in my pussy. And then she said why did you get me such a little vibrator you know the size I like. That when things got real interesting. I look at her and said "Honey I made it just for you - it's a replica moulded from my cock." She stopped laughing in mid-laugh. Her face got a look of horror on it and then she started to cry and apologize at the same time. When I calmed her down, telling her I wasn't hurt, that I have always know that my penis is on the small side and that everything is ok. She still slipped up when the next thing she said was " But it isn't this small though is it?" "Yes it is", I said."Look Louise, I love you and art of that is accepting that there are things you deserve to have that I can't give you." She burst into tears and said "It's true. I love you too but I do need a big cock now and again. And vibrators aren't really enough so I have a confession to make and I know you will hate me. You know how I go to yoga four nights a week? Well, a guy in yoga class started flirting with me a few months ago. I felt flattered because he is te years younger than me, but also I was excited because I could see from the leotard he wore in yoga that he had a big package. It made me wet every time he flirted with me, and I thought about what it might be like to get with him. After the third time he flirted he asked me to have coffee with him after class and I agreed. From that moment when I accepted his invitation to coffee, I knew I was going to be unfaithful to you with him. All I could think of was that big bulge in his leotard, his muscular body and his lovely chocolate skin - he is african american, about 26 years old. As we had coffee together and he chatted. looking me in the eyes, my heart raced and it was hard to hear what he was saying. He was saying how he loved my long dark hair and my pale skin, and my tight buns were more shapely than lots of girls ten years younger. He touched the back of my hand with his fingers and it was like an electric shock but I did not move away. As he carressed my hand I knew his confidence was growing. His fingers touched my wedding ring. ' I know you're a married lady and probably very happy, but maybe looking for some excitement? He looked at me straight in the eye and I returned his look. He knew the answer was yes. 'Look, I'm married too, to a girl from my neighbourhood, since we were 19. Great but these days not exciting as all her time is on our two k**s and she has no energy for, well, you know, sex. ' I felt my pussy melt and twitch as he used the word "sex". Then it seemed easy. I blurted out that I had a lovely husband but that he had a small cock and that I craved a bigger one to make love to me. I told him that seeing his bigness in his leotard had made my heart thump and my panties wet even before he started to flirt with me. Until the first flirt I had no intention of it being anything but a fantasy. "I think we should go to a hotel" he said. "Yes we should". That night I experienced him for the first time. It was everything I had dreamed, just as big and thick as my larger toys, but flesh and bl**d cock. It was beautiful, the head, the dark skin, the power you felt grasping the shaft, the blackness of the glans with its big slit.... And oh my god how it filled me when he fucked me! It was just a quick fuck because we both had to get home, but I orgasmed over and over. Since then we do two nights yoga and we have two nights where we go to the hotel. On yoga nights I satisfy myself and him by giving him head in his car before he goes home. On hotel nights - oh on hotel nights I spend two hours in heaven!" As Louise confessed I found myself at first angry and ashamed, but then as I reasoned it through, I knew she had been right to get this experience for herself. Would I have broached the subject of my penis size with her, unless in my heart I knew I was not physically giving her the heights of orgasm every woman deserves? In my mind, as she spoke, I imagined her astride this large black cock, stuffing its thickness and length deep into her cunt. In a strange way it was exciting, like watching porn. For some reason I thought of a scene between LT and Veronica Avluv where they alternated vagina and anal sex, and he used his big thick black cock to rub her clit and make her squirt, then put it back in her ass so she could milk him until he filled her with a cream pie, and both of them were spent. Now I was excited. "Do you have sex with him bareback?" I asked. "I won't lie to you. Yes. It was how it happened the first night and after that it seemed silly to use condoms esecially as I am on birth control." In my mind's eye, he was creaming inside her cunt, filling her with thick hot seed from his big manly cock. He cunt was spasming, like a little mouth drinking in the cum, deep into her womb. "When are you meeting him next? Tuesday?" I asked. "But I thought after admitting this....." "Look Louise" I interrupted her. "I appreciate your honesty in telling me this now, and like I said before I always felt like you needed this outlet. I never believed you when you tried to make me happy by pretending my cock was enough, but I loved you for trying to make me feel good about myself." "But if you want me to stop, i still love you and i will..." "No," i said. "On Tuesday i want you to do what you always do with him. But when he leaves I want you to stay in the room, and call me as soon as he goes out the door. Don't wash, don't get dressed, just call me." ---------------------------------- On Tuesday I sat in the hotel bar sipping a Jack Daniels. I had arrived about 8:30 pm, she said they usually finished then and left the room by nine. At 8:50 p.m. my mobile rang. It was Louise. "He's just left." "Ok" I said. "I am in the bar. Leave the door unlocked, and go back to the bed. i want you to be naked there, where he has fucked you, when I get there." As i waited for the elevator I realised her lover was probably coming down in one at that moment. Would I see him? I didn't really want to. For me, he was a symbol, a fantasy figure. Maybe one day but not now. To my relief the first elevator was empty and I stepped in, ressing the 12th floor button to go to room 1236. The door was open. As I entered the room I could detect the faintly rank smell of sex. It was exciting and revolting at the same time, mostly exciting. Louise was on the bed, her long hair tousled. She was naked. The sheets were all over the place, clearly their fucking had been energetic. As I stook over her I placed a finge over my lips, signalling to her to say nothing. I admired her naked body, I noticed how she had been sweating, I noticed how her nipples were reddened and erect, her cheeks flushed. I noticed how her trimmed dark pubic mound was matted with what I knew must be drying semen. Then i notice the semen that had run out of her cunt and onto the sheet and her thighs. I looked at her pussy, all turgid and puffy from the pummelling he had given her. An instinct overcame me and I followed it. I went down on her, licking her skin, then licking her pubic hair, sucking the matted semen from her tangled pubes. Then finally I stuck my nose into her wet slimy cunt, inhaling the smell of sex and minged ejaculates, and I licked and scooped out his seed from her warm, welcoming cunt. She said nothing, just caressed my hair as I licked her, bringing her to a new climax. Since then every week, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I go to the hotel and await her call. I know my role and my place and I am happy.