Littledicksissies - Dummy Lover

Alison

I had just graduated high school and started dating Alison, she had just finished her junior year. She was a cheerleader and very sexy. I would go to her house nearly every night. We would lye in bed together as closely as possible for hours, kissing and touching and talking and watching television. We would eventually have sex and I would go home. We would go out to dinner on special occasions and to all the family events together.

After she graduated she went to university in Detroit, we lived in the suburbs of Detroit so it was a short drive to her school. She remained a cheer leader in U of D and lived on campus with her good friend in the dorms.

I still lived with my parents and after her first year she stayed with me in my room for the summer.

One night we were lying together in my bed, she was on top of me, fully clothed with her legs spread. She kissed me very nicely, it was wet and sexy. She stopped and looked in my eyes. She said she had something to tell me, I just looked in her eyes. Then she blurted out that she had sex with Michael.

I asked her who Michael was and she told me he was a basket ball player on the team at the U. I asked her when and she told me they did it a bunch of times. I started getting really angry and breathing heavily and she squeezed me and kissed my neck and ear and pushing herself into me.

She whispered sorry and I love you in my ear as she kissed it. I asked her if she loved him and she said she loved him but not in the way she loved me. I asked her in what way does she love me and she said she loved me in a get married and have a family and live happily ever after kind of way.

When I asked her how she loved him she whispered, “With him it was just sex…” in my ear and kept kissing my ear and my neck. I asked her if she liked having sex with him and again she whispered in my ear, “Yes I like having sex with him.”

Me: Why do you like having sex with him?

Alison: (She whispered) He’s black.

Me: What does that mean?

Alison: He’s got a big one. (she whispered as she humped me)

Me: Is bigger better?

Alison: Yes, (she kissed my lips) much better.

Me: What’s better about it?

Alison: (She smiled) It gives me orgasms.

Me: Do I give you orgasms?

Alison: No. Well sometimes.

Me: Sometimes?

Alison: Yes but with him I have multiple orgasms.

Me: Every time?

Alison: Yes, every time.

Me: How many?

Alison: Like four or five...

Me: You have four or five orgasms every time you have sex with him?

Alison: (she laughed) Yes.

Me: So why don’t you marry him?

Alison: Because I don’t love him, I love you.

Me: But I don’t give you five orgasms.

Alison: No but I love you.

She started kissing my neck again and humping herself on me.

Me: Where do you guys do it?

Alison: In my dorm room or his.

She got off me and laid next to me, she unzipped my pants and pulled it out and started slowly stroking it.

Me: What are you doing? I thought you didn’t like having sex with me.

Alison: (laughs) I like having sex with you, it makes me feel close to you.

Me: But I don’t give you orgasms.

Alison: No, not usually.

She stopped stroking me, got back on top of me and started kissing me again and grinding herself on me.

Me: You really hurt me.

Alison: I’m sorry I hurt you.

Me: Are you going to do it again?

She didn’t say anything, she just kept kissing me?

Me: Are you going to stop?

She stopped kissing my lips, she gently kissed my ear and whispered, “I don’t want to stop having sex with him.”

Me: Then we can’t be together.

Alison: Why not?

Me: I don’t like it.

Alison: I think you do like it, (she whispered in my ear) I think you like that I am having sex with Michael.

Me: I don’t like it.

Alison: You’re hard and you can’t stop humping me and throbbing, I can feel it.

I started breathing hard and she whispered in my ear.

Alison: Grab my ass.

I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed and pushed myself against her.

Alison: Picture Michael’s hands on my ass, squeeze my ass.

I did.

Alison: Oh yeah, you love it.

Me: I don’t.

Alison: You’re so hard, I want you to picture his big cock in my hand, ohoooo I feel you throbbing.

Me: No.

Alison: Picture his big cock on my mouth.

Me: I pulled her against me hard.

Alison: I think you are going to cum. (she whispered in my ear)

Me: I’m not going to cum.

Alison: Picture his big cock sliding into and stretching my pussy.

I humped her hard and throbbed a bunch of times. She reached down with her had to see if I had cum on myself, it was dry.

Alison: You’re getting close. I want you to picture me screaming as I orgasm on his big cock.

Me: What happens after you have an orgasm.

Alison: He doesn’t stop. He just keeps on pumping me hard.

Me: And then what?

Alison: Then I have another orgasm.

Me: Then what?

Alison: He just keeps on going.

Me: And you cum again?

Alison: I do, over and over and over again.

Me: Then what?

Alison: Eventually he cums inside me, just like you do, only it’s a lot more cum.

Me: More cum.

Alison: Yes, he cums like a fire hose, his first spurt is more than all of your spurts put together and he spurts like 12 times. He fills me up and then he cums all over my ass or my tits and my face. You should see it.

Me: You want me to watch?

Alison: Yes I do. You could jerk your little dick in the corner.

I squeezed her so hard I thought I broke her back, my cock started spurting more than it ever had over and over and over, I was grunting and squeezing.

Alison: Too bad you weren’t inside me, that was hot.

Me: Oh my god.

She laughed.

Alison: I’m sorry, I just made you cum telling you about Michael fucking me.

Me: That’s not nice.

Alison: (Laughing) No it’s not but I am really happy.

Me: Why is that?

Alison: Because now I know you love that I’m having sex with Michael.

Me: No I don’t!

Alison: There’s a puddle of cum on your stomach that says you do.

I was silent.

Alison: I love you.

I was still silent.

Alison: Tell me you love me.

I was still silent.

Alison: Say it.

Me: I love you.

Alison: Tell me you will never leave me.

Me: I will never leave you.

Alison: Good boy.

Me: Tell me you will never leave me.

She kissed me hard. “I will never, ever leave you.”

She whispered in my ear, “I want you to go down on me.”

I started pulling her up to me.

Alison: Wait, hold on.

She took her pants and underwear off and slid her pussy in my cum puddle and moved it all around and then she crawled up to my face and grinded her self on my face until she came.

She climbed back down and rested her head on my chest. Once she caught her breath she gave me a kiss and asked me if I was okay.

Me: No secrets.

She hesitated.

Me: No secrets.

Alison: Okay, no secrets.

Me: Nothing behind my back.

Alison: So you do want to watch.

Me: I just need to know.

Alison: Okay. I’m going to text him.

Me: I want to see it.

Alison: Okay.

The text message looked like this;

Alison: I told William about us

Michael: What did he say?

Alison: He was angry but we talked it out

Michael: And?

Alison: He’s okay with it

Michael: Good

Alison: I think he might even watch

Michael: Fine with me. Did he cum?

Alison: Yes

Michael: I told you

Alison: You were right

Michael: I would have cum too if I were him

Alison: yum

Michael: When can I see you again? Tonight?

Alison: We are having dinner with his parents tonight, how about tomorrow?

Michael: How about after dinner?

Alison: Tomorrow

Michael: Okay, my place, is he coming?

She looked at me and I nodded.

Alison: Yes

Michael: What time?

Alison: 8?

Michael: See you then,

Alison: kissy

Michael: I might let him clean up my mess

Alison: Yummy

Me: What does that mean?

Alison: It’s like what we just did.

Me: What do you mean?

Alison: You go down on me.

Me: With his cum?

Alison: Yes.

Me: No way!

Alison: I think you might like it.

Me: No way. Gross.

Alison: I think you are going to like it.

Me: I’m not doing that.

Alison: What if it’s what I want?

Me: You want me to lick his cum from your pussy?

Alison: Maybe

Me: I’m not doing that.

Alison: I do what you want, you should do what I want and the more we talk about it the more I think I want you to do it.

I was silent.

Alison: You’re going to do it.

I was still silent.

Alison: And you’re going to like it.

I was still silent.

Alison: You are going to beg me for it.

I started getting hard.

Alison: I am going to make you beg for it.

She felt me getting hard.

Alisonr: See, I told you you would like it. Besides, Michael’s cum tastes good. You’ll see.

I was silent.

We jumped in the shower and got ready for dinner.

That night in bed I could not keep my hands off her. I gave her an orgasm with my fingers and again with my tongue and again with my fingers. Then she started stroking me and put herself under me with her legs spread wide. She told me to she wanted me inside her so I slid it in her pussy.

I started pumping her and she asked me if it was in and I said yes. She laughed and said, “Oh you’re so small compared to Michael I can’t even feel you.”

Her words brought me immediately to the edge and she could tell.

Alison: You like that don’t you? You like when I tease you don’t you Tiny?

That made me moan and thrust hard.

Alison: Come on Tiny, fuck me with that little dick! Harder! So I can feel it.

I came while she was saying that. I must not have lasted a minute.

Alison: (laughing) I can’t feel it did you cum?

Me: Yes

Alison: Awe, you came so fast!

Me: Yeah (breathing heavily)

Alison: It’s a good thing you have fingers and a tongue. (she laughed)

Me: You don’t have to be so mean.

Alison: Oh but I do, it’s what turns you on. You love it. See? I give you what you need and want.

Me: Thank you.

Alison: You’re welcome, now get that tongue down there.

I went down on her and licked up my own cum as I always have, until she came.

The next night I drove us to Michael’s house.

I was shaking when we entered his place, I expected him to be mean and degrading but he was very kind and empathetic. He shook my hand and then gave me a hug. He was very tall.

Alison got us beers from the fridge and we all sat down on this L-shaped couch. I drank the beer very quickly and she got up to get me another one.

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littledicksissies

7 years ago

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littledicksissies

3 months ago

You've been aware that the two of them have been attracted to each other for quite some time. In fact, your wife has told you several times how much she likes him and how sexy she thinks he is, while he has told you many times how lucky you are to be married to her -- and he has told you several times how much he wishes she were single so that he could go out with her. Then, a couple of weeks ago -- he told you that for her birthday that was coming up, he was going to get her a ticket to go with him to a concert with one of her favorite groups -- but he wanted to make sure that would be OK with you. You weren't sure if it was -- but when you mentioned it to her, she got very excited and told you to definitely tell him that she would love to go with him.

But the thing is -- the concert is out of town (about two hours away) and would go very late, so their plan is to go out to dinner after driving there and then stay the night after the concert. And when he had come over on her birthday to tell her about the gift in person, she had given him a big, and very affectionate hug -- and a very affectionate kiss. And they both talked about their plans as a "date".

And then a bit later that evening -- the evening of her birthday, which you had planned to be a special romantic night for you and your wife -- after he had stayed for dinner and you all had several glasses of wine, he had suddenly teased you by openly asking her if she thought they would need two hotel rooms or if he could save some money by only paying for one -- and she had giggled then and laughingly said that one should be fine. And then he had laughed and followed that by asking whether that would still be OK even if the room had just one queen-sized bed instead of two beds, and she had again giggled and said one would be fine.

Surprisingly, it wasn't until that moment that you started to feel anxious about what might happen when they spent the night together after the concert. But still, even when your wife looked at you at that moment and said teasingly "That's OK with you hun, isn't it?" -- you didn't feel you really could give any answer except 'Yes, of course."

Your wife smiled at you when you said that, and said that going to that concert with him might be the best birthday present she's ever had -- which also made your stomach flip a bit since it was not a gift that you were giving her, but you also realized that it would be petty of you to say anything about all the gifts from you that she's received over the years at a moment when she was so excited about the gift from him.

Perhaps because you had all had quite a bit of wine, as you went to the family room to watch TV, their teasing of you continued. First, your wife sat on the loveseat directly in front of the TV, and when you went to sit beside her, she said in a laughing voice that she thought it would be nice if he sat beside her there tonight since he was the one who had given her such a nice gift -- which meant that they ended up sitting together there while you were in a comfy chair on the side.

And almost as soon as he was settled in next to her, she took his arm and put it around her while saying to you, teasingly again: "You don't mind if he and I snuggle a bit together, do you hun?". You said, once again, "No, of course not", but that didn't represent how you really felt. A few minutes later, you wife asked you to get them a blanket to share while they sat there, and so it wasn't long until they were close together on the loveseat, he with his arm around her shoulders while she had her head on his shoulder and with a large blanket across the two of them.

Because all the lights in the room were out, you couldn't see the two of them all that well, but through the glow of the TV you could see that they were very close and that from time to time they were kissing. And one time when they were kissing, your wife noticed you looking at them and she teasingly told you to stop looking their way -- that she was just giving him a few kisses as a way of saying thank you for the gift, and then ending again with "You don't mind, do you hun?".

You tried to do as she asked and not look away from the TV, but it was still hard for you to avoid noticing that there seemed to be a lot of activity underneath the blanket, and you could sense your wife starting to breath in a very sexually aroused way -- and so, it was in somewhat of a panting voice that your wife eventually told you -- much to your surprise -- that they both would like it if you could go out for a while.

"Hun" she said. "Could you go out and maybe do the weekly shopping now or something -- so that you're gone for an hour at least? We .. uh .. could use a little private time. You know -- to talk -- just the two of us. You'll do that for us, won't you? To help make my birthday really special?"

What choice did you have. So you somewhat meekly agreed -- first asking them if there was anything special they wanted you to buy, then grabbing the shopping list from the kitchen and heading out.

You took your time driving and shopping, so it was about another hour and a half before you got back home, arms full of groceries. As soon as you stepped into the house, you heard your wife giggling, and after putting away the groceries you went back into the family room, where you could dimly see your wife and your friend almost totally covered by the blanket -- but what looked like most of their clothes on the floor in front of them.

"THANKS hun", your wife said with another laugh. "Just one more thing -- another big ask as a special birthday treat from you. We were thinking that we probably need to test out if we are comfortable sleeping together in a queen size bed, so we'd like tonight to be our "test" night for that. So what I'm saying is" she continued with a giggle "that maybe you could go down to the basement guest room for tonight so we can have the master bedroom? You've been so great about helping to make this such a wonderful birthday evening. And I'm sure you'll be comfortable down there. OK sweetie?"

Again -- what choice did you have. And so -- your wife and best friend spent the night upstairs in your bed while you spent the night alone in the basement

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littledicksissies

7 years ago

Beautiful