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"Mary," I said, "this pussy is perfect. Don't you ever dare cut a single hair of it." And I planted a loving, wet kiss right on the entrance to her pussy. Just think, wimp. Another man tasting your wife's cunt!
I spent the next half hour exploring her beautiful pussy with my mouth, with occasional excursions up that mysterious cleft to her cute little anus. Women tell me my oral technique is exceptional, wimp. Mary must have thought so. She said you had lapped her cunt a few times, but she never responded and the two of you had given it up. She had thought it was her fault. But she found out otherwise. She came at least five times during my oral ministrations. And those were hard orgasms, wimp. The hardest she had ever experienced, she said.But I told her things would get a lot better than that.She stood up and gave me another deep kiss, tasting her own sweet woman-juices from my mouth, and pressing her naked body close to my still fully clothed self.
When she finally let go, I took my shirt and undershirt off, and then my shoes and socks. She hugged me again, pressing her tits against my now-naked chest. I realize her breasts are only about average in size, but wimp, can you appreciate their shape? So perfectly round, such sweet nipples, so pert. They are gems. I wanted her to keep pressing them into my chest forever, but she pulled away. She had spent plenty of time by now stroking my chest, but this was the first time without clothing.
"Oh, Harry," she said, "you're such a beautiful man.This strong chest feels so good, compared to my husband's flab. I never knew what I was missing."
"Why don't you see what else you've been missing?" I asked.
She laughed a wicked laugh. She knew exactly what I meant. Are you getting nervous, wimp? I don't suppose this has been pleasant reading so far, but even your dim intellect can probably guess that it's about to get a lot worse.
"Let me take the rest off," she said. So she unbuckled my pants and pulled them down. She let out a gasp, when my underwear came into view. I have to have all my underwear made to order with oversized crotches. But Mary had me so hard by now that even the triple-sized pouch could not begin to accommodate me. The projection of the shorts out from my body took her breath away.
She collected herself and got my pants off. She spent a few seconds admiring my legs, but couldn't hold her attention away from my crotch. It took some effort for her to work the elastic over my hard-on, but she finally managed. She was rewarded with her first sight of my manhood. Actually, with her first sight of ANY manhood, considering the only other naked male she'd ever seen was you, wimp.
Usually, I like to let a woman first see my dick when it is soft and at its smallest. Even then, it's likely to be bigger than any hard-on she's ever seen, and she can get even more amazed when she sees it grow. It's a pleasant reaction to watch. But I was so aroused by your wife's beauty and from watching her resolve to remain faithful dissolved by the force of my sexual power, that I was at full size.
Do you want the stats, wimp? At full size, my penis is just over fourteen inches long. As for sickness, let's just say I pass the beer can test (as in, thicker than a beer can) with LOTS of room to spare. And I get hard, wimp. Iron hard. Remember, Mary was used to your limp dick that couldn't even pop a cherry. There wasn't the tiniest bit of give or flexibility in the big shaft she was staring at hungrily from a distance of only a few inches. She could feel the radiant heat from my manhood.She had a dazed look, as if she was in some sort of mystical trance.
Before she knew it, her hands were all over my shaft.Both her hands together hardly covered half the length.And when she tried to close her hands around the base, there were two inches between her thumb and fingertips.How do you think we compete in the manhood department, wimp?
"You're so much bigger than my husband," Mary said. "I had no idea a man could be this big."
I asked her how big her husband was. Cheer up, wimp, Mary actually tried to protect you. She said you were about seven inches long. A couple of days and about fifteen fucks later, she admitted that you were less than five inches. And then, on the flight home, she told the truth. Under four inches, and no thicker than Mary's index finger. Wimp, you can't believe how much we laughed together over that!
After Mary spent several minutes just trying to get used to the size and hardness and heat of my shaft, she noticed my testicles. "Oh, sweet Jesus," she said, "they're enormous, too. My husband's balls are smaller than marbles."
Would you say balls as large as the most jumbo eggs you can get in the grocery store are enormous, wimp? Well, mine are a bit larger than that. But maybe you still think I'm exaggerating. Why don't you go ask Mary to show you the photographs of me standing in the nude? Go ahead, right now!..
Even more downcast, wimp? Are you beginning to believe that I don't exaggerate? Why should I? I don't need to.But maybe you are unhappy for another reason, wimp. When you saw the picture of my dick, thicker than your forearm, standing proudly at attention above my washboard stomach and extending well up to my muscular chest, did you think about how often you've dreamed in your most secret dreams of having a big cock and a powerful body?Did it trigger your deepest fantasies? And did your pitiful shrimp dick get hard at the thought? Harder than it ever gets? Am I right that at this moment, inspired by the sight of a real man, you actually could pop a girl's cherry? If any girl were stupid enough to let you, that is!
Anyway, Mary must have spent another twenty minutes or so fussing over my manhood with her hands and her mouth. It was hard to resist coming in that sweet mouth of hers, but I wanted something else even more at that moment. I wanted to fuck that beautiful furry pussy of hers. And she was READY, wimp. She said she had never been nearly that wet in her life. I wasn't surprised. Was a five foot, five inch flabby shitpile like yourself going to make her wet?
I positioned my cock at the beautiful furry portal and began to enter. Oh, it was sublime. Like I said, wimp, there's nothing like taking a man's wife for the first time. Especially one so beautiful and so virtuous. That was the moment, wimp, the moment you became a cuckold!Oh, how I savored it. I'll bet right now, you too are savoring the thought of it. Eh, cuckold? Why don't you stop here for several minutes and think about that moment, when my penis, so much bigger and harder than yours, penetrated Mary's pussy, the pussy that no other man had ever enjoyed. Think about it, and when you've finished this letter, come back to it again and again.The moment you became a cuckold!
Wonderful though that moment was, I pushed right on.From the first, my cock was spreading the lips and walls of Mary's pussy as they had never been spread before.For a few seconds, she was uncomfortable. "You're too thick," she whispered. "I can't take you."
But she was so wet, that I slipped in fairly easily, despite the thickness. And by spreading her cunt walls I was also exposing nerve endings that had never been stimulated before. Her discomfort didn't last more than a couple of seconds.
"Oh God," she moaned. I realize it's a clich‚, but I'm telling you that your wife MOANED, wimp. "Get it in, get it in. Fuck me, fuck me." Can you imagine with what satisfaction I remembered her little speech on the plane, about how she'd never, never be unfaithful to you, wimp?
At this point, I had only a couple of inches more than the head inside her cunt, but I was already deeper inside Mary than you had ever been or ever will be. From here on all the way up her channel it would be virgin territory. And I was spreading her open as you could never dream of doing. She came, HARD, and I wasn't even a third of the way inside her.
She had never had an orgasm like that, and was out of breath. But I didn't give her any rest. I just kept on pushing forward, slowly and inexorably into that divine love channel of hers. But what would you know about it, having barely been able to touch the walls of the entrance with your shrimpdick? So I'll tell you, wimp.Deep inside, Mary's cunt is wet. And it's soft. And it has a million little places that rub a big cock like mine in wonderful little ways. And it's tight. No, it wouldn't be tight for you, wimp, no cunt could be that tight. But as I pushed in, her beautiful cunt grabbed my penis as if it was holding on for dear life.
Inch by inch, I entered your wife. Six inches. Eight inches. Ten. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she started yelling. She was going crazy, and then she came again.I felt her cunt walls clutching my hard dick, and her newly secreted cum juices sloshed around, providing more lubrication.
On I pushed. Twelve inches, thirteen. There was about an inch to go, when I felt my hard tip pressing against her cervix. I had hit bottom, wimp. Mary's told me how you can't impregnate her because your sperm count is too low, so that the two of you long ago gave up on the possibility of a child. You won't have to worry about that any more, wimp. Here I was, pressed right up against her very womb. And I pushed again, stretching her cervix to the limit. I was in all the way, my own thick, black pubic hair mashed against her beautiful, dark brown curls. Her cunt was stretched and stuffed to its absolute limit in every dimension.
Then I started pumping her. Slowly at first, then very gradually with faster in-and-out strokes. She had another hard orgasm, much stronger than the ones before.And another. They started coming closer together. I lost count around nine or ten, but soon after that they became impossible to count anyway. Her orgasms were overlapping and had become continuous. To tell you the truth, wimp, I frequently get women to that state of continuous orgasm and it's something to behold. But I've seen very few women get as passionate as Mary did. There was a huge voltage of electricity running continuously through her body, emanating out from her fiery cunt.When I started stroking her she was speaking. Nothing much, just "fuck me, fuck me," and "yes, yes, yes," and that kind of thing. But the words gradually got incoherent and then, when her orgasms became continuous, the sounds converted into a steady, low moan.
I was pumping away, loving it as much as I'd ever loved fucking a woman. And I really do love fucking women.But your wife was too much, wimp. Usually, my first time fucking a woman, I go forty minutes or an hour. (Mary tells me that on those rare occasions when you can get it up enough to penetrate her at all, you never last more than half a minute, wimp.) It was only about twenty-five minutes after starting to fuck Mary that I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold out any longer.
All of a sudden I came. My orgasms are always REAL strong, wimp, but this was something else. Every nerve in my body was running with electricity, and it felt like my big cock was a cannon. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!BANG! BANG! BANG! I just kept on coming until it seemed like it would go on forever. And with each explosion, massive bullets of white hot liquid manhood propelled with tremendous velocity and power from close range right up against Mary's stretched cervix. My extra-potent man-fluids were headed special delivery for her fertile womb. That's right, wimp. Check your calendar and you will see that the days Mary spent with me in Italy were the peak of her fertility cycle. I hope you have fun raising my child, wimp. And you can be sure, there will be plenty more children that I'll be planting in Mary's belly for you to bring up after this one.
Mary had never felt anything like what she felt when I fired my load deep inside her pussy. Remember, she was already in a state of continuous, highly intense orgasm and had been in that state for over ten minutes. But my discharge brought her to a completely new level. Of all the thousands of women I've fucked, I've never seen one have such a violent orgasm as your wife climbed to at that moment. The force of my iron hard shaft erupting in orgasm had begun jerking her body around the bed, but now her own orgasm wrenched her body even more violently.The repeated clamping of her vagina on my cock was a sensation I'll never forget.
Her last throes must have lasted at least two minutes.Then she found rest. One of the things I love to see when I fuck a woman well is the look of complete, unprecedented contentment that comes over her face after the final, violent orgasm. It's as if she's gone to an undiscovered country, a place of complete tranquility and gentle pleasure. And the man who brings her to that place is the man to whom she will belong forever. If I hadn't already known, one glance at Mary at that moment would have told me that I had succeeded royally. The look of complete calm, complete happiness, complete adoration on that beautiful face! It's not something you could ever dream of producing wimp. But you'll get to see it, directed at me after you've been watching me fuck her. How do you think you'll feel when you see your wife gazing with pure adoration at another man?
She was in that state for a long time, just gazing at me with complete love and worship. Finally, she stirred,turning over and lying partly on my body. She gave me a more loving, affectionate kiss than you could possibly imagine. While she was kissing me, a river of thick cumcream flowed from her pussy onto my thigh. I rang for the maids, one of whom licked my thigh clean while the other tended to Mary, licking and swallowing the copious amount of cream that had remained inside her.
"What would your husband say now?" I asked her, while the maids were doing their quiet cleaning of our bodies.
"I don't care, Harry," she said. She gave me a warm smile, a smile of radiant contentment. "I don't care at all. I can only feel pity for him now. He does the best he can, but he's not a man. I know that now."
She was quiet for a while and then continued, "Harry, I know it's foolish to say this. But I'm in love with you.And I'm in love with your wonderful manhood."
She held it. She was looking at it, not at me. "Harry, for the first time in my life, I know what it is to be a woman and what it is to be with a man."
She went on for quite some time, talking quietly and deliberately about how she loved me, about how she adored my penis, about how she was my woman forever and no matter what, about how there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for me.
You'll never know, wimp, how sweet it is to be able to fuck a woman into a state where she will talk to you like that. I've heard it a thousand times. Believe me, wimp, I don't exaggerate and I'm understating it here. I've heard words like those a thousand times. And I'll never get tired of it.
Mary was still talking. "Harry, I've never felt anything comparable to the way you've made me feel. I swear, I'll do anything you want me to do. Tell me to become a whore, and I'll do it. Tell me to be your lowest servant, to serve you and your other women. Tell me to be your toilet slave, like these women here. Tell me to cut my husband's balls off. Whatever you tell me to do, I will do. But please, please let me be your woman."
Yes, you read right, wimp. Mary, your faithful wife Mary, actually said she'd cut your balls off if I asked her to, as long as I promise to go on fucking her.Fortunately for you, I'm not into violence. But causing maximum humiliation for the husbands of my women, the husbands of the women who had been completely faithful to those husbands before I seduced them.. That's something I can take pleasure in, and I'll have no compunctions about enlisting Mary's assistance.
Do you doubt that Mary said she'd cut your balls off, if I asked her to? Do you doubt that she meant it and would do it in five seconds if I gave the word? Do you want to ask her? No? I see, you now recognize that every word in this letter is the truth. Good. For the first time in your life, you are starting to learn something.
We fucked pretty continuously for the next three days, with only a little time off for an occasional meal and a drive around parts of the estate she hadn't seen. I offered to show her more of Italy, but she said she preferred to fuck me. I didn't keep score, but I probably dumped about twenty more loads deep into Mary's pussy, maybe ten in her throat, and three or four in her rectum. Or to be more precise, past her rectum and into her colon. But that's not the kind of distinction you'll ever need to worry about, wimp. Of course, the maids were always nearby to remove with their pretty tongues any and all substances from our bodies after each fuck.That's a function you will have the honor of serving many times in the future, wimp.
We also had some parties. A few of the neighbors came over, but mostly we partied with the hired help. Both Mary and I took plenty of enjoyment from the "special services" my young female staff were happy to provide. Mary really took a shine to one of those girls, Carlotta.She's 18 years old, blonde, stacked, and cute as a button. Mary's first-ever taste of cunt came between Carlotta's legs, though I guess she got to taste each of the dozen not to mention several of the neighbor women.I wonder if she's continued to eat pussy since she's been home? But she especially liked licking a pussy that had just been filled with a half-cup or so of my thick mancream. I hope you share that taste with your wife, wimp, because the only contact with any pussy, your wife's or anyone else's, that you are going to get in the future, is when you are sucking a man's cum from it.
But do you think it's impossible that I could have come so many times, not only in Mary's various receptacles, but in the pretty hired help and the neighbors as well?If you won't take Mary's word for that, I can refer you to a couple of articles in respected medical journals, in which my sexual powers have been written up. The docs think the size and unusual weight and density of my testicles is the big factor. Those jewels produce hundreds of times the amount of sperm and male hormones as the average man. Which means thousands of times as much as a sub-sub-average wimp like you.
On the last day, I flew back with Mary on the Gulfstream.To say that it was a tearful parting when we landed would be an understatement. She begged me to let her move in with me, even if only as the lowliest of servants. Every day since she's been back, I've received at least one letter from her, sometimes two or three, telling me how much she loves me, begging me to take her back.
But I've made it clear to her that I won't fuck her again behind your back, wimp. You can't say I'm not fair! The conditions are simple. If you, her wimp of a husband, get down on your knees and beg me to fuck Mary in the way she deserves, in the way that you could never hope to do, then I'll consider it. But you will really have to beg, and the begging will have to be sincere. How will I know you are sincere? I'll let you prove it in lots of ways.For example, by cleaning my ass with your tongue after I shit. By worshiping my testicles, sucking my rod and swallowing the loads of cum-cream that you can only envy.Those are just a few examples.
You'll always be there when I fuck Mary. Each time, you'll have to beg me to fuck your wife, to do what you can't do. You claim to love Mary, and she thinks you do.If you do, you will be grateful to me for letting her experience being fucked by a man, a real man. Of course, if YOU were a real man, you wouldn't stand for any of this. You'd win Mary's affections back. But you are a wimp, a shrimpdick, a natural born cuckold. So we don't have to worry about those possibilities.
Of course, no matter how much you and Mary beg me, I won't be spending too much time with you folks. Don't let that statement get your hopes up, wimp! It will be my order to her not to ever let you touch her, for any reason, except when you are swallowing my cum-cream from her pussy. And I don't have the slightest worry that Mary will cheat on me. She is a very faithful woman, you know.
But even for someone as delectable as your sex-hungry wife, I won't have time for more than, say, a weekend or so every month or two. Remember, the real pleasure in life is seduction. There are so many men just waiting to be cuckolded. Ah, the pleasures of the chase.
I'm sure you and Mary will always be waiting impatiently for your times with me. But don't worry. You'll have plenty to do between times. I mean the work you will be doing providing a loving home to all my children. Just think how for the rest of your life, every time they look up at you with childlike eyes, every time they call you "Daddy," you will know they are the children another man planted in your wife's belly. A real man, not a cuckold.Oh, you wimp!
Studfully yours,
Harry Kuntz