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Sexually Inadequate Husband Greetup: Small Penis: Julie’s Journal

(Links to all chapters are found at the end of this episode.)

Entry 1: Paul

Wow. Here I sit in my tousled bed with my tousled head after a night of wild lovemaking with my second Alpha male in a week, the most contented girl in the world!

One of my online supporters suggested I keep a private diary, certainly private from Luke, to record my erotic memories and feelings since I took control of our sexuality and especially since I’ve been so righteously fucked. I had no idea what I was missing!. If anyone reads this, I want them to know right away that I love Luke and I will not let an emotional entanglement develop with an Alpha. I’ve now cuckolded him twice, and although his sexual performance and stamina have increased greatly since I took over, he still never made me cum using his penis in my pussy.

It’s been a life-changing few months since I found the Sexually Inadequate Husbands site. Luke now only masturbates when it’s convenient for me, he lasts far longer whether we’re fucking or sucking, and we both have more sexual pleasure with each other than we ever had. Best move I ever made, not evencounting getting fucked by considerate and skilled Alphas!

I have to be careful. I never want Luke to know when I really decided to cuckold him . I admit I dissembled, but I deny that I ever lied to my husband. However, I knew from the very day I discovered the Greetup that unless I somehow felt full sexual satisfaction for me, I’d be fucked again and again by Alphas. In these pages, and talking with supportive wives, I admit I set my standard of satisfaction from Luke so high no mere vibrator, whether impelled by a man with his tiny cock inside the Cummingler or handheld, could measure up. I kinda blew it when I told Luke I’d imagined him sucking cock for weeks, but luckily he didn’t notice.

Two nights ago — is that all it was? — when Luke told me he’d be out of town for three days this week, I couldn’t believe my luck. Alphas are eager to service me. Me! I guess Darren’s report about my body and willingness helped a lot.

After I sucked Luke off and sent him to the airport, I went to work, where I was extraordinarily unproductive again. I left early, complaining that I didn’t feel well. I didn’t actually lie. I didn’t feel well because I wanted to be fucked again and again. Also, I laid the foundation for my sick call this morning. I doubt I’ll go back to work all week!

At home, I bathed. I selected lingerie to heighten the contrast between my pale skin and Paul’s duskier tones. White lace. Push-up bra, six strap garter belt, a skimpy bikini and seamed white hose. Green blouse, black pencil skirt, four-inch spikes with a cute ankle strap. I fastened as few buttons as I dared on my blouse and hung a heart-shaped pendant at the top of my cleavage.

Paul and I planned to meet at a cozy, romantic restaurant pretending to be clandestine lovers on an assignation. True enough except for the clandestine part.

I arrived early, casting my eye about the restaurant as the maître d’ inquired about my seating preference. I said I was meeting a colleague and desired privacy. He nodded discreetly and guided me to a corner table. Several men at the bar watched me. I avoided eye contact with them, crossing my legs and swinging my foot as though impatient.

I’d only been there a minute when the bartender approached. “The third gentleman from the left would like to buy you a drink, miss.”

A rather handsome man in his mid-30s wearing a dark business suit smiled invitingly at me. I smiled back but shook my head. “Please tell the gentleman I have a prior engagement but I thank him for the compliment.” I felt very sexy and desirable. I even dampened a bit.

Activity at the front door caught my eye. The maître d’ escorted Paul, wearing a navy blue suit and carrying a small satchel, to my table. Eagerly, I rose to meet him. We embraced and kissed, our first. Hand-in-hand we sat down. The man at the bar looked my way, raised his glass and mouthed, “Have fun!”

Paul noted the brief interaction. “Admirer? You look stunning, Julie.”

“Thank you. I no sooner sat down than he offered me a drink. I politely declined. I have you for the night; I don’t need him.” We shared a smile and he kissed my cheek.

An excellent companion, Paul asked about the hiking and kayaking we did, saying he was an urban person with little experience in the woods. Throughout, we traded gentle touches to our shoulders, arms, knees and thighs. We briefly kissed a few times. I glanced down and noticed Paul was erect. “You are a very beautiful and sexy woman, Julie. Usually, he waits until we’re in the bedroom to poke up his head. But you…”

Oh, that made me feel so special and sexy. We ended the meal and immediately went to my house. I prepared an ice bucket and flutes, asking Paul to carry a chilled bottle of champagne upstairs.

“Would you like me to open it now?” he asked.

“How about saving it for the aftermath of our first coupling of the evening?”

“Good plan and a good agenda — multiple couplings!” He took me in his arms and we Frenched for the first time. He was a very good kisser.

Paul advertised himself as providing a very sensuous experience and he followed through magnificently. We made out, sitting, then lying on the bed as we slowly undressed each other. He enjoyed my breasts for a long time before slipping my panties off. When I reached for his leather bikini with the its huge bulge he stopped me, much to my surprise.

“Julie, one of my favorite ways to pleasure a woman is with a long slow massage as a build up. Sound like fun?”

I went along with it and I’m sure glad I did. I lay on my stomach and he placed his satchel on the bed. It contained several scented oils and lotions which he proceeded to massage into all the exposed parts of my flesh. One of the oils released heat, bringing me to a new level of relaxation. His hands were magnificent, strong and rather rough. I think he had extra thick fingerprint ridges; in any event, he gave me a deep tissue massage that nearly put me to sleep. He kissed my cheek and had me roll over. He massaged my scalp and my face, my arms. His touch on my breasts during the massage was completely different than during our foreplay. He rotated and squeezed the entire globes, paying no particular attention to my areolae or nipples. Truly a massage technique. I said nothing, occasionally murmuring when something felt particularly good. He moved down to my stomach and hips, then my thighs and calves, after ensuring no lotion would stain my stockings. He worked my feet and toes, in fact everything except my pussy. Though the massage was not overtly sexual, my pussy dripped, its scent mingling with those from the tubes.

He stood at the foot of the bed, where he finished massaging my toes. He kissed them. Paul gently closed my eyes with his hands and said, “Relax a moment, Julie.”

I close my eyes and breathed deeply. A moment later, I felt him sit next to me. He took my hand, kissed it, then guided it to his naked cock.

No disappointment. It was long, thick and rigid. Precum coated the head. It lacked a bit in girth compared to Darren’s, for my thumb and forefinger easily touched. I had a tape measure ready in my bedside table. We both laughed as I measured. 8.5 inches by 5 inches around. I thrilled again, stacking my hands to stroke up and down. I played with it a long time, squeezing the head, stroking the shaft with one finger, watching his reaction as I twirled my finger round and round the rim of his cockhead. I waited for his precum before I licked him. But as soon as my tongue touched that magnificent cock, I gobbled it up. I licked it and sucked as it went in and out. I tilted it forward and licked the backside, alternating with taking as much of in it as I could. There was a lot left when I gagged. I loved having it fill my mouth, and kept sucking quite a while.

I told him I loved his cock and I was ready for him. Paul entered me very steadily, letting me feel every inch of that wonderful cock. He filled me up and pumped in and out slowly, gradually stepping up the pace. I remember I came soon after he entered me but later when he slammed into me as hard and fast as he could, I screamed, it felt so good. I told him to cum with me next time, and we did, my renewed screams mingling with his deeper groans.

We cuddled and kissed, exploring each other’s bodies sensuously. I rubbed his back, his ass, his thighs, even his feet. We opened the champagne and toasted each other. I held his cock in my hand and told him I wished I could take it all in my mouth.

Paul replied, “It feels great when it happens, but it’s not necessary. You sucked my cock very nicely indeed and you can repeat whenever you like. From what I understand, it’s not that difficult to learn to deep throat. Apparently, the part of your throat that makes the gag reflex is very narrow and once the cockhead’s past, it becomes relatively easy. Easy for me to say. I’m the suckee, not the sucker.”

I decided then and there to learn how to do it. It’s a sexual privilege and skill I can offer the Alphas.

I kissed and licked his limp cock, watching it grow in my hands, then in my mouth. He filled me and I used my two-handed stroking as I asked, “Would you like to come in my mouth? I love swallowing.” He just smiled, touched my lips and pointed to his cock. I tried deep throating then, but the gagging was too much. Paul told me to relax, that I was doing a great job. I guess I was, for a few minutes later he flooded my mouth with delicious jism. I showed it to him on my tongue before swallowing.

A glance at the clock showed me it was 10:30. We hugged and talked for a while, then I threw on a blouse and went to the living room to vidconf with Luke. I was nervous, but the video call went better than I feared. I’m sure Luke put on a front, but he was very matter-of-fact. Was I having a good time? Was the sex satisfying? Was Paul nice to me? I told Luke I loved him and thanked him again for being so cooperative. He couldn’t help but say that his cooperation was not easy and I said I understood. We agreed I’d call around the same time the next day.

I eagerly rejoined Paul for more sex. This time, he went down on me for I don’t know how long, but, like his initial fuck, he started out slow and built up a long time. Gave me a screaming orgasm before he ever entered me. When he did, he didn’t bother with anything slow he just slammed into me again and again and again! I loved it. For the finale of this bout, he had me place my calves on his shoulders, legs all the way back. My gosh, he reached depths I never knew I had! I screamed and screamed and he finally came right along with me. We fell asleep, awakening a while later for a quickie.

In the morning, Paul awakened me to a most delightful pussy licking. I sucked his cock and he fucked me one more time. Paul left me about 10 AM. I emailed Ben and Javier, the first Alpha I’d take to bed sight unseen, asking them to consider calling in sick to extend our time together.

I started this journal soon after that.

There weren’t many women on the Inadequate Husbands chat area, none of my regular friends, but everyone congratulated me on getting so well satisfied. I mentioned my new desire to deep throat and one of the women turned me onto an interactive set of instructions. She suggested I get a soft plastic vibrator shaped like a penis instead of the hard one Luke and I used. I thought, no time like the present.

So I went to a nearby porn shop. I gathered my nerve and boldly asked the male attendant for recommendation. I soon had an 8 inch long anatomically accurate practice prick. I went home and read the techniques, but didn’t get past my gag reflex the first day.

Well, it’s time to get ready for my date with Ben, so I’ll leave the journal for now.

Entry 2: Ben

Ben let me know he liked very short skirts, so I rummaged around in the back of my lingerie drawer and fished out an old pair of pantyhose that emulated a garter belt. A long line bra, thong panties, a tight blouse and tight skirt and I tapped off to my appointment late in the afternoon.

Traffic delayed me, so Ben arrived before I. He saw me at the door and strode confidently toward me. His long hair framed his entire face. I admired the breadth of his shoulders and the definition of his muscular arms. Oh, I had me a handsome one tonight!

We kissed and hugged in greeting, then sat down and ordered drinks. He had just come from the gym, and I asked him about his routine. He worked out three days a week with a reduced regimen of calisthenics on alternate days. Playing the adoring female, I asked if I could feel his bicep. He pumped it up for me and it felt magnificent. “I hope other parts of you get just as hard,” I said.

“I’m confident I’ll take very good care of you. Better than your husband. How big is he anyway?”

I didn’t want to talk about Luke, especially his inadequacies. “He’s just shy of 6 feet, 195.”

“No, I mean…”

“… I know what you meant.”

“Oh, I get it. You don’t want to talk about that.”

“Right. I love my husband.”

Ben apologized, and I turned the awkward moment into a joke. “I already know everything I need to know about Luke’s cock. But I’m very curious about yours.” We laughed.

“I could tell you a description, but I think the visual and tactile sensations will tell you more.”

The waitress arrived offering dinner. Ben got a gleam in his eye and suggested, “May we order finger food and take it to your home? I have an idea that I think will be fun.”

Intrigued, I agreed. We chatted about places we both hiked while we finished our drinks. Our take-out arrived and we left.

Ben’s idea was that we would feed each other and lead into other activities. We sipped our champagne. I proposed a toast. “To those about to cum!”

The finger food was kind of fun. We sat in my bed. I crunched the Crab Rangoon that he held for me, and he slurped a hummus-drenched cucumber coin from my fingers. We continued like this, laughing and smearing our chins , sometimes kissing, sometimes his hand would stray to my breast, and my hand dropped to his impressive bulge.

Inevitably, one of the kisses went on for quite some time. After that, the bowls of food descended to the floor and we got prone together. We undressed each other, pausing when my bra came off. Ben paid homage to my breasts, murmuring how beautiful they were as he massaged each one in turn with both hands and sucked both nipples. He even pinched them, just short of pain I loved every second and it had me dripping.

I hooked my hand in his dark blue undies, noting how big the trapped erection was. It stretched out along his waistband across his upper thigh. A brief tug and there it was. It was huge, easily covering his bellybutton. It was the thinnest big cock I’d seen as well as the longest. I told him it was beautiful as I wrapped my hands around it. “Oh, look what I can do with you. One hand up from the base, the other down to meet in the middle. This is so much fun!” I kept playing with it, my face getting closer and closer. Naturally, I soon licked and sucked it. I tried deep throating but the gagging was still too much. At least my jaws didn’t feel stretched by the girth. I love bobbing my head up and down on his big long cock. He liked it too, judging by his groans and compliments.

I panted that I was ready for him and he mounted me. Grinning above me, he entered me fast and fucked away, pounding me hard. He gave me the fastest cum I’d had with an Alpha. After I came, he slowed down and kissed me passionately. As he fucked me, he squeezed my ass cheeks more than my breasts.

After my second cum, he kissed me and panted, “Doggie?”

I said enthusiastically, “Sure.”

I got on my hands and knees, spreading to accept him. To my surprise, his started squeezing, kissing and licking my bum.

“My God, I never realized what a beautiful bubble butt you’ve got, Julie! Maybe the best I’ve ever seen!” He squeezed it and pinched it, and lightly slapped me.

“I’ve been spanked once and I came.”

“I know. Darren’s into that. I’ve tried it, but I really don’t like hurting people. I’m afraid you’ll have to get your spanking kicks with someone else. But I’m gonna enjoy this beautiful ass in my own way.” He kissed it some more, then finally entered me.

This time he began slowly and built up to a crescendo. It all worked. He kept squeezing my bum and it wasn’t long before I started screaming again. I sorta collapsed at the end and he lay on top of me still inside me, pumping slowly, while we traded those awkward kisses from behind.

He suggested, “Reverse cowgirl?”

“Whazzat?”

“Well, if the woman on top is cowgirl position, reverse cowgirl is woman on top but with your rear towards me. I love that idea because I can see your beautiful ass fucking me.”

“Okay, it’ll be new for me.”

He withdrew and lay on his back. I straddled him as he held his cock in the air. I dropped down on him slowly, pulling back up, each time taking more, just the way I like the Alphas to enter me.

After I started bouncing up and down on him, he got enthusiastic. Not only did he flex to meet me, but he kept up a running commentary. “Oh, man, what a beautiful ass. Bouncing up and down on my cock, looking so big, so round, so beautiful. I love this.” All the while he massaged and squeezed me.

I slammed down on him as hard as I could, driving myself over the top to another screaming big O. I thought he was so worked up he’d cum too, but he didn’t.

Instead, he suggested something different. “Let’s try this. It’s an unusual position.” He sat with his legs spread and extended on both sides of my body. He pulled my thighs over his, spreading me. I lowered myself on his prong. He pushed up into me and it felt terrific. His cock filled me and rubbed me a different way because of this unique tilt to our hips.

“This is wonderful! I see your beautiful ass, clenching and unclenching. I see your rosebud opening and closing. I see my cock sliding in and out of you, your cuntlips clinging to me. Such a sexy sight!”

This position was fun, but we had to be careful. Instinctively, I realized I could twist my body or tilt my hips and hurt him, especially since his cock was so long. So we fucked slowly, while Ben massaged my cheeks and occasionally rubbed my puckered hole. I wanted to get off, so I rubbed my forefinger over my clit. I liked cumming that way, but it wasn’t as strong as the others.

“I’d like to finish on top facing you,” I said.

“That sounds like fun, and I’m here to pleasure you any way you like.” We switched positions and I got on top of him again. This time I started fast, then slowed down. “I want to watch you cum, you’re so handsome.”

“Thanks. And very happy to be of service.”

I sped up and it wasn’t long before I felt another orgasm building. “I’m gonna cum!” I started screaming, and I saw his face scrunch up, his mouth twist. His insistent cock filled me again and again. He grunted each time, finally arching his back and thrusting up into me as he spurted.

I lay on top of him and we hugged and kissed as he kept fondling my ass or my breasts and I kept a hand on his shrinking cock. I got out my tape measure from the drawer. Soft, he was still an impressive 7 inches.

I left the drawer open, and he started looking into it, even putting his hand towards it. I said, “Excuse me.”

He had the grace to apologize.

I decided to let it go for now, and we resumed cuddling. I told him I needed to call Luke, and that when I got back I’d want an extended session with his big long cock.

I reached Luke, and as soon as I saw the funny grin on his face, I knew what he was up to. “I interrupted you, didn’t I?”

“Yes, honey, looking at porn, but thinking of you. Imagining you screaming as you get fucked. Am I pretty close to the truth?”

“Oh, you’re right on,” I told him. I thought for a moment.

“What?”

“Well, Ben is very handsome, and very skilled, but socially? A little bit arrogant and nosy.”

“That doesn’t sound all that good.”

“No, but the sex is very good and I’ve been very well fucked. I haven’t decided whether the technique is worth the weirdness yet or not. I’ll tell you more about it when you return.

Now tell me about what you’re watching. I assume it’s a video?”

“Oh, yeah. It’s about a nurse in this retro uniform and lingerie that I love. She comes into this guy’s hospital room and putters around bending over showing him legs and cleavage, teasing the hell out of him. You know I love that kind of stuff.…”

“Oh, yes I know. I love teasing you, too.”

“… Well, I’d just gotten started. I spiced it up by pretending it was you with one of the Alphas.”

“Have fun, love. If Ben weren’t waiting for me in the next room, we could cyber together. Save something for me Friday night.”

“I will, but don’t get so fucked raw that you can’t do anything.”

We laughed and told each other we loved each other before signing off.

I rejoined Ben in the bedroom. He was writing on a piece of paper. I bounded onto the bed, knocking him down and kissing him. “What are you doing, and taking notes?”

“Sorta. Wanna see?”

“Sure,” I said, puzzled and curious.

With a sly smile, he showed me a folded up piece of paper that probably fit in his wallet. It showed pictures of a couple fucking in different positions. He pointed to one of the outlines. “See? That’s the last one we tried, where I had such a great view of your bum.”

“What are all these initials? Girls?” I noticed mine on the positions we tried, along with several others on the different positions.

“You bet. I keep track of the different positions I’ve used with the different wives I service. A couple of those I first met, we’ve tried all 50.” He looked at me slyly. “I sure hope we come together enough times to try them all. You are incredible.”

I didn’t know quite what to make of this. Whether he was trying to be organized or arrogant, I couldn’t say, but showing it to me seemed like bragging. I shrugged it off and told him I admired his organizational skills. I reminded myself that I was with him for hot sex and no more.

That, we had. I started playing with his cock and I stroked and sucked and squeezed and nibbled and licked for a long time. He was very long, just short of 10 inches! His girth was about four near the base. I loved playing with it and had him dripping with pre-come. I tried very hard to deep throat him, but that old gag reflex got in the way. Ben was understanding and urged me to keep working at it. I told him to let himself go and he filled my mouth with his cum. It was delicious and he thought it was wild when I showed it to him on my tongue.

He licked me to a couple more orgasms, which got him all hard again and he fucked me. We tried a couple more positions and he finished inside me with both of us screaming in missionary. We toasted each other with the champagne and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

We slept through the night. In the morning I started sucking him and we had a 69 which soon turned into a nice long fuck. We had a quick breakfast and enjoyed our last fuck on the living room floor.

So what did I think? The sex was excellent and he does have good and varied technique. I loved every second of our sex. His funny attitudes put me off him personally, but I realized that the converse of ‘I won’t get emotionally involved with an Alpha’ was that I could put up with some jerkiness for the sake of great sex. I’d use him again, but not as frequently as Darren or Paul.

During the day, I updated this journal. With all those memories swirling around in my head, I masturbated a few times, especially when I practiced deep throating. I finally went past the gag reflex and took the whole plastic cock in my mouth. Will I be able to do it tonight?

Entry 3: Javier

When I’d rather hastily searched for a third Alpha, Javier’s profile caught my eye for two reasons. He was extraordinarily handsome with the craggy face and a pencil thin mustache. His numbers were good, in the low 90s. The other reason was his self-description. He’d written, “When we’re together, I will pleasure you in any way you like to the best of my ability. However, I also enjoy taking the role of a demanding, in charge lover. I’d never do anything that’s not pleasurable to you, but if it turns you on to have the man in charge once in a while, I’m your guy.”

I’d actually gotten wet when I read that. We traded emails throughout the week and he knew I wasn’t into anal, which he specifically asked about. Generally, I got the impression he had very few limits, but would respect mine scrupulously. I felt naughty and deliciously nervous as I got ready for him.

If he was to be masterful, I’d be demure. A white lingerie set, copper-colored seamed nylons, a blue pencil skirt and a frilly beige blouse made me feel like a sexretary. I wore 4 inch spikes with an ankle strap.

I admired his profile as we sipped drinks at a bar. “So you’re a fencer?”

“Yes, I love it. It’s fun, competitive, and keeps me in shape.”

“You ever get hurt?”

“Some jabs may hurt a bit, but it’s very safe. Between the armor and the dull epees, I’ve never known anyone to get injured.”

“Do you compete a lot?”

“I do pretty well in the monthly competitions at the gym. When I’ve gone to higher levels, I hold my own, but I’ve never won a real tournament.”

Javier had a slight accent, which I suspect was feigned. It worked, though. I found him exotic, edgy, and thoroughly exciting. The questions he asked me only increased my arousal.

“So you train your husband to control his masturbation and ejaculations?”

“Yes, that’s how I got involved with the Greetup. It’s been wonderful for both of us, even without the incredible thrills I get cuckolding him.”

“Do you spank him?”

“Yes, especially when he was learning to get my permission to masturbate. After he yielded on that, the rest was easier.”

“Do you use your hand only, or do you have implements?”

“Oh, we have some implements and I had Luke make him a spanking bench.”

“I see. That’s very interesting. Does he spank you?”

“No, I don’t allow that. But Darren hand spanked me and I liked it.”

“Very good.” He favored me with a warm look and a tightlipped smile. “I’m going to spank you.”

“I’m surprised you can’t smell my pussy, it’s so wet.”

“I like to spank hard. You can always tell me to stop. Do you mind if I leave marks?”

That made me pause. Butterflies filled my stomach and I gushed even more. The thought that marks would humiliate Luke decided me. “No, that’s OK.” I paused. “I am a little afriid.”

“You should feel that way before a good spanking. Don’t you think it’s time we left?”

I agreed and we did.

I expected Javier to take me as soon as we arrived but he stood in the living room and said, “This will do very nicely. Bring me a scotch and water. It need not be strong.” He sat in Luke’s chair and looked at me expectantly.

I mixed his drink and brought it to him.

he took the first step he said, “Perfect. Now bring the spanking bench and the implements.”

Those butterflies flitted through my stomach and I felt a little unsteady on my feet. I was frightened and wildly aroused, a new and delicious sensation.

I lugged the bench downstairs, rebelliously thinking he could’ve helped. I placed it in the middle of the room and retrieved some toys from the closet.

Javier, sipping his drink, beckoned to me. He stretched out, spreading his legs. He held out his hands and I gave him my spanking devices. “Kneel,” he commanded.

I knelt between his knees, breathing shallowly, not knowing what to expect.

He inspected each implement, tapping them lightly on his hand. He smiled at me. “These will do very nicely when the time comes. For now, do you see anything you’d like to touch?”

His pose made his bulge quite prominent. My eyes had never left it since I’d knelt. I stretched out both hands and caressed him. He was semi hard, but quickly stiffened and grew. Smiling, I unbuckled his belt and tugged down his zipper. Precum stained his purple cotton underwear. I guided his cock upwards and several inches protruded above his waistband. Pre-cum coated his cockhead.

“Shoes then pants.”

I quickly removed his shoes, giving his feet a brief massage. With an expectant grin, I reached for his waistband. He raised his hips so I could tug down the two garments blocking me. Javier’s cock was beautiful, probably the thickest of the four Alphas I’d seen. Happily grinning, I wrapped first one, then the other hand around it. No way my thumbs and forefingers met. I pumped up and down, thrilling to the girth. “Oh, this thick monster’s going to fill me wonderfully.” I stroked it some more, leaning forward to lick and kiss the tip. That brought a flood of pre-cum. “I see you like me licking your cockhead.”

“It feels wonderful, Julie. Keep it up.”

“I’ll keep sucking, you keep it up.” We both laughed.

I played with that cock for a long time. I stroked it, squeezed it, licked it and sucked it. I kept one hand on the knob while I pumped the shaft up and down.

“Show me your breasts.” His calm self-assurance steadied my nerves.

I removed my blouse and rose on my knees, leaning forward, indicating the catch between the cups. “Would you like to remove my bra yourself?”

He cupped my breasts. “You give them to me.”

I took a deep breath and undid the clasp, tugging the cups down and away. His warm hands were right there squeezing, thumbs rolling over my nipples.

“Beautiful. So big and firm. Responsive nipples.” His grip tightened pulling me towards him. He sucked and licked each one. He pinched them.

“Ow!” I took a deep breath but did not flinch away.

Javier laughed. His touch became very light as he massaged my orbs all over. “Tit fuck,” he commanded.

I knelt back down, scooting and leaning forward. With a smile, I slid his massive cock between my boobs. It slid up and down, the head disappearing into my cleavage, then popping up.

“Ah. My third favorite place to put my cock.” He caught my eye, raised his glass and toasted me before taking a sip.

As his cock poked upwards I licked his tip. After one of those times he didn’t withdraw. I kept my lips around his cockhead and slowly took more of him in. I lay back on my calves, tilting his cock forward. I took more and more of it in. When I felt his rounded tip pressing against the roof of my mouth, there remained several inches. I bobbed back and forth, gathering my nerve. Casting an anxious look at him, I tried to relax and accept the rest. I did it! Wide-eyed, I saw the last few inches disappear from sight. I was deep throating at last! I tried to keep it down… “Glarmf!” I jerked my head back. “You’re my first to deep throat. I’ve been practicing,” I gasped proudly.

With an affectionate smile, he tousled my hair, gripping me behind my head. He gently touched his fingers to my lips. “Very good, Julie. Do it again, and keep it down longer this time.”

“Yes sir,” I whispered. I took him back in, rolled my tongue over his cockhead and then sucked his full length. My nose scraped his belly, filled with a pungent aroma. My jaw muscles stretched. I wanted to keep it down. I gulped. “Tchaa!”

“Oh, that felt good!” He drew me up and kissed me hard on the lips. I sucked his tongue in.

With a smile, I said, “If I’m not sucking your cock, I’m sucking your tongue.” We laughed.

“A challenge for you. Think you can keep it down 10 seconds?”

I dunno, but I’m very willing to try.”

With a big smile, he finished his drink. “Whenever you’re ready. I’ll time you like this, one tap per second.” He tapped a finger on the arm of the chair. “The timing starts when your lips touch my ball sack.”

“Yes sir.” I knelt back down and gave it a two-handed jerk, squeezing harder than I had before. In just a few moments, he leaked pre-cum. I like that, so I licked up and kept going.

For the third time, I took his entire cock into my mouth. A little more confident, I tried to relax. Eyes closed, gulping, I lost track of the finger taps. Whether I passed his test or not, I achieved a personal best.

“Oogluph!” I sat there, flushed and gasping.

Javier waited a moment for me to catch my breath, then kissed me. “That felt very good. You’ve already gotten better at it. But not good enough. You failed the test. Eight seconds doesn’t cut it. Lean over the spanking bench. You must be punished.”

I’ve been so excited by deep throating that I’d forgotten about the impending spanking. My eyes widened. “P… Punished? That was my best effort.”

He shook his head in mock disapproval. “But you still came up, er, short. You simply must learn to deep throat longer and I’m going to spank you to make sure you do. Stop arguing. Over the bench.” He finished this lecture with a sly smile, reassuring me.

Heart pounding, a bit unsteady, I stood and walked to the bench and obediently bent over, gripping the legs. This was it.

Javier stood beside me one hand resting on the small of my back, the other rubbing my bum. He squeezed each cheek, then slapped them. They were mere taps, nothing painful. That changed gradually. The smacks came harder, with pauses between.

Javier stood directly behind me and grasped the hem of my skirt. “Raise your hips.” As he lectured me he slowly lifted my skirt and folded it out of the way along my back. “Julie, I appreciate your virgin efforts at deep throating my cock. It was very pleasurable to me and I’m sure you’ll do better in the future, especially because you’ll remember this punishment.” He spanked on my panties and my exposed thighs above my stocking tops.

He wasn’t hitting all that hard; I’d certainly hurt Luke more than he hurt me at that stage. The spanks resounded loudly. The accumulated sting gave me pins and needles from near my waist to halfway down my thighs. I shifted my weight from side to side in response.

Things got more intense. The slaps sounded less sharp, but hurt more. I gasped involuntarily after each. My pussy was as damp as I’d ever felt it except before cumming. I lifted my feet from the floor alternately in reaction.

“You have a particularly spankable bum. Let’s see how it colors.” He hooked his forefingers into the waistband of my panties at my hips. Very slowly he slipped them down off my ass.

I whimpered at my brazen exposure.

“Legs together.”

He tugged my panties down just below my stocking tops. His palms rested on my cheeks. “Ah! Warm and red.. Beautiful.” He kissed each cheek, but bit the second one.

“Ow!”

He slapped me hard on each cheek. I flinched.

“You’re neither warm nor red enough to have learned your lesson. Tell me, what is the lesson you are learning with the spanking?”

“To deep throat you for more than 10 seconds, sir.”

“That is correct. Do you think you’ll succeed on your next attempt?”

“I hope so, sir.”

“Why?”

“Because you told me to and I want to. I want to please you.”

“That’s a very good answer, Julie. But I’m certain you haven’t learned the lesson, you only understand what it is.” He smacked my bottom quite hard with his palm, making me flinch.

“Right, then. Neither warm nor red enough yet.” Without further ceremony, smack my ass again and again with the slapper. I always appreciated the double smack sound and the sharp retort when I used it on Luke, but on me the effect was electric. I never let go or tried to squirm out of the way, but I bounced up and down on my toes, reacting to the sharp pops of pain. My panties slipped down to my knees, which I flexed again and again, keeping me hobbled.

How did I feel? OMG! I thrilled, not only to the pain, but to his mastery, to his control. I trusted Javier. I wanted him to take and use me however he wished. I hoped he wouldn’t hurt me too much, but I didn’t really care.

He paused. “Yes, the slapper has done its work. Your beautifully red from your stockings to the top of your ass. That big, bare, round, beautiful red ass.” He rubbed it gently, soothing me a bit. He kissed me on my ass and licked across both cheeks and down through my crack. He licked my hole, to my surprise. I didn’t mind.

“To that beautiful redness I intend to add heat.” Smash! Smash! Smash! He wielded a wooden paddle hard and fast.

I cried out and nearly let go of the bench legs. My loegs scissored again and again. Javier hurt me way more than Darren, and without the erotic interludes he had provided. Yet I did not mind. I welcomed the pain.

“Do you think you can provide me with 10 seconds of Deep Throat pleasure?”

“Yes! Yes sir! I’m eager to try!”

“Do you mean you learned your lesson?”

“I mean I’m eager to try again, to suck your magnificent cock.”

“Hmmm… When you punish Luke, do let him decide when he’s learned his lesson?”

“No, of course not.”

“Then why do you think I would allow you to?”

“That’s not what I said, sir. I said I was eager to try again.”

“You’ll try again when I’m ready. For now, a bit more paddling, and then the final application to ensure you’re properly ready to do as I demand.” With that, he smacked me with the paddle again and again, harder than before.

Nearly out of control, I let go with my arms and waved them about as I kicked my legs in a vain effort to disperse the pain. I tossed my head wildly, my hair flying. I suppose it was less than a minute, but boy, did it hurt! My gasps were nearly screams. My pussy remained as damp as ever.

When he stopped, Javier rubbed and squeezed my ass with both his hands. “Here, Julie, feel your own warm ass!”

“Oh, wow! I’m hot in more ways than one. My bum really stings!”

“I hope you’re proud of how well you’re taking a punishment. I think you almost learned your lesson. One more step.” He bestowed a few moderate hand spanks on each cheek. Then he stepped away and I heard the swish of the cane.

“Oh, wow. The cane.” The cane tapped my inflamed bottom lightly several times.

“Yes, sweetie, the cane will make you very eager to keep my cock down when I test you again, don’t you agree?”

“Oh, yes sir, most heartily do I agree. I’ve caned Luke, but never been caned myself.”

Swish crack!

“Yeow!” I screamed as the sharp searing pain striped my cheeks. I nearly stood up. I reached back for my bum.

“Stop! You’re not to comfort yourself, you’re being punished.”

My breath coming in sobs, I forced my hands back down to the spanking bench legs. The frightening aiming taps resumed.

Swish crack!

Screaming and sobbing uncontrollably, I nearly fell off the bench.

“Stay in place, Julie. You can do it. Keep your hands on the legs.”

Swish crack!

I managed to obey and keep my hands on the uprights, but my legs beat a tattoo on the floor. As soon as I settled back into the position…

Swish crack!

Screaming and sobbing continuously, I repeated the humiliating dance.

“Get back in position. Don’t make me wait, you’ll get more.”

I forced myself to be still.

“Spread.”

His words penetrated my noise. I separated my legs.

Swish crack!

My screams were louder and longer.

“Get in position if you know what’s good for you.”

Despite my pain and fear, my pussy dripped. I forced myself to be still.

Swish crack!

I screamed out loud. My entire body wrenched. I had no idea how to force myself to be still. Mercifully, Javier did not give me such a command. Instead, he put a hand on the small of my back, exerting a firm study pressure. His other hand did the same for the back of my neck. I felt reassured and comforted by his masterful touch.

At last, my legs stopped kicking, my breath and sobbing grew more controlled.

“Good, Julie, you did very well.” His hands squeezed and rubbed my sore bum cheeks. He whispered in my ear, “I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson. The test will be later, but I’m proud of you, and I think you should be also.”

“Thank you, Master.” It just slipped out; I’d not thought calling him that, but it fit.

“Now feel your ass cheeks.”

I reached back and squeezed each cheek. They stung on the surface, but a deeper pain penetrated my flesh. They were hot to the touch, as hot as I’d ever felt Luke. “Wow, you’re right, Javier, I really took it. I’ve never experienced anything like it. I thought I’d hate it, but I don’t. I bet you can smell my pussy.”

He squeezed and kissed my ass. I heard him ostentatiously sniffing. “Yes, I smell your arousal.” He slowly drew his thumbnail across the six welts.

I squirmed in response. “Oh, that hurts too.”

“It would be a shame to ignore such a damp pussy,” he said as he pressed his cockhead against me. He slid in fast, filling me. I let out a squeal of pleasure. He fucked me fast, then rested his cock inside me as he lay his chest over my back.

“I love freshly warmed buns pressed against me,” he said. With that, he raised himself and kept fucking, slapping my inflamed ass cheeks. “Spanking and fucking, spanking and fucking! I love it!”

“I love it too! It’s wonderful! I never guessed!”

Javier slammed into me time after time, always spanking me. “Your spanked ass is so beautiful!”

I loved it, the sting in my ass, the sharp cracks of the slaps and best of all the piston ring penis! “I’m gonna cum!” And I did, very strongly and for a long time. Javier never stopped pumping me, though he slowed down as my cries subsided.

Again, he stretched his body along mine, wiggling his hips against my ass, which made his cock inside me wriggle about. “Julie, I’d like to have my first cum of the night. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, yes! Fill me! Fuck me!”

And he did! He fucked me fast and hard, then slowed down, then picked up speed, always smacking my bum with both hands. I loved every second of it! The sharp sting on my ass, the retorts filling the room and the thrusts filling my pussy got me going! “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

Javier grunted, his hips slamming me into the bench almost painfully on the front of my thighs. His calm gushed deep inside me. I flexed my muscles in an attempt to grip him. Finishing, he gave to strong hip thrusts and then lay again on my back nibbling my ear. We shared one of those awkward from-the-back kisses, then he withdrew and helped me to my feet and over to the couch, where I lay on my side. He got me some water and covered me with a throw.

“Not ready to sit on it yet, are you?” Javier had a big grin on his face. “Julie, that was a wonderful fuck for me I hope it was for you too.”

“Oh, never fear! I’ve never been spanked like that! I had no idea I could get so excited just by pain! I mean Darren spanked me, but it was very sensual. Yours was pain, controlled, but still pure pain.” I licked my lips as I look back at him. “I loved every second of it.”

He asked to take a picture of my bum and I acquiesced. I could hardly believe how it looked it was so red and those stripes where he’s caned me… Incredibly erotic! “Wow, I took a really hard beating from you.” I beamed up at him. “I loved every second of it! Thank you so much.”

Finished with the water, I said I was ready to go upstairs and begin anew. This time, I stood unassisted. We walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. I lay on my side, hugging and kissing Javier, who paid a great deal of attention to my breasts.

I groped Javier. Like all the Alphas, his flaccid cock was bigger than Luke’s erect. It began to grow in my hand and I asked him to sit on the edge of the bed so I could kneel on the floor.

I proved I learned my lesson. I kept him down for over 12 seconds three times in a row. He asked if I wanted him to come in my throat and I nodded. The next time I took him deep, he filled me with jism. I felt very proud and he was obviously pleased, judging by the grin on his face. All I missed was the taste — he came past my taste buds.

For the rest of the night and the next morning I reveled in his mastery. He told me what to do, took his pleasure with me in three different positions, and lightly hand spanked me from time to time, reviving the sting.

Around 10, I staggered out of bed to Vidconf with Luke. He said my call interrupted him masturbating and I said, “Don’t stop on my account. Let me see.”

He showed me his little penis, his tip barely poking out of his palm and I told him it looked very sweet. Turns out he was masturbating to a spanking video. How ironic. I told him to have fun, that tonight’s Alpha was a little different than the others, and that I tell them about it when he returned. Again I thanked him for his tolerance, and we reaffirmed that we love each other.

Javier and I fucked several times that night, and twice in the morning because he didn’t have to go to work until late. Oh, stats. He’s a 7.5 long a whopping 6.5 at the base!

So how do I feel after three days of hot sex? Well, besides being slightly sore inside and squirming whenever I sit, I feel absolutely wonderful. Confident, sexy, happy. Ready for a break, I must admit.

I’ve tried for good Alphas so far. They were all different. I like Darren and Javier best, in their different ways. I think the schedule Luke and I made will work. I’d like to select a couple more regulars and occasionally take on a new one for variety. I’ll use Ben again, because he is fun and trying new positions is a challenge. I’ll have Javier to spice things up once in a while.

I want Darren, who so sensual an understanding, again. I want Luke to be there and see me get fucked so well.

Luke. I really need to talk this all out with him, find out his feelings. I do miss him, though I hardly thought about them except for the video times.

I’ve thought for some time he likes cumming in my mouth better than my pussy. I’m glad,’cause I don’t need to be fucked by him anymore. It’s not worth it. I’ll fuck them whenever he wants, of course, but I won’t encourage. My guess is he’ll be content with more blowjobs.

I decided to surprise Luke by meeting him at the airport. He was very glad to see me, gave me a big kiss, and said he missed me and wanted to hear all about my erotic adventures.

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