Steph’s Descent Ch.3

“Phil, do you love me?” My husband looked at me sideways. “Of course I love you, Steph. Why?” “Just making sure. You know I love you too, don’t you?” “Of course I know, babe.” I was about to talk to my husband about some changes I thought were necessary in our marriage. He was a lovely man but not very ‘manly.’ His tiny dick was cause for concern. More to the point was the fact that he thought he was good with it. He was a hopeless lover. He usually gave me a couple of swipes with his fingers and then screwed me. The whole thing took less than five minutes. He had never made me come, not even close. I had been faking it since the first time. He had forbidden me to have any piercings. I had to argue with him to keep my ears pierced. My mother had gifted them to me for my twelfth birthday. And he despised tattoos. There was no telling what he would do if I came home with a tatt, if you believed all his bluster. In reality he was a pussy. I knew deep down kumköy escort bayan that I could do anything and he would eventually accept it. That’s why I had no second thoughts about getting a small heart tattoo just above my vagina. And why I allowed myself to be fucked by the tattooist and his brother every night for the last week. They were both wonderful lovers. They made me come multiple times and they both had monster cocks. I decided that I liked big cocks and Phil just didn’t cut it in that department. His four inches weren’t even close to their ten or more. “Phil, we need to talk. Last week you got upset because I went out after work with my friends. That upset me. It made me think about us. We need a change, Phil. I think we need something to bring back the spark.” Phil listened with horror. He knew she would want to do something radical. He was terrified of what she would come up with. He didn’t want to kumköy escort lose her. She was his whole world. “What are you saying, Steph? Do you want to leave me?” “No, silly, I do love you but I just think we’re a bit stale, that’s all.” “What do you have in mind?” He had always tried to keep their sex life good but didn’t want to try anything too radical. Well, he wanted to, but he was afraid that his wife would think he was weird and leave if he told her of some of the things he thought about. “Well, the girls and I have been thinking that because you have a little dick you really are only half a man. I need a real man to fulfil my needs and you just can’t do it.” “You mean you want to have someone else fuck you?” “Yes, Phil, that’s exactly what I mean. And you’ll go along with it too because you love me and want me to be happy, don’t you, Phil?” “Of course I do Steph, but this is a big step.” “It’s just one step in Escort kumköy a series of changes we are going to implement around here, Phil. There’s going to be a lot more changes than just that.” Phil allowed himself to be horrified but deep down he knew Steph needed a big cock to satisfy her and, if he was honest with himself, he really wanted to see it happen. “So Phil, this is how it’s going to be. For too long you have tried to be the ‘man of the house’ but you haven’t been too successful. So I’m taking over. You can be the mistress of the house.” “What do you mean?” “You will do what I say without question. That’s what I mean. I love you but you can’t be in charge. So I will be. And beginning this weekend we will see how this will pan out.” The following Saturday Steph got herself all dolled up ready to go out. She looked really sexy. Short dress, high heels and perfect makeup. Phil asked her where she was going. “Fitz and Steve have invited me out for dinner and dancing. I’ll probably be late.” Phil knew he probably wouldn’t sleep. He was horny, wondering what Steph was doing. He went to bed and masturbated furiously thinking of Steph being fucked by those two huge cocks. At about one o’clock Phil heard the front door. He was wide-awake.