Appetite for A Lot More

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This is a “spicier” version of the original story I wrote entitled, “Appetite for More.” This story contains small penis humiliation, and introduces themes of cuckolding. This story is in the fetish category for those reasons, if this does not interest you please move on to the next story.

As always feedback is appreciated.


It wasn’t like her at all. We’ve always had a good sex life, at least I thought so, but this was different than anything I’d experienced before. My wife simply seemed more sexual than she’s ever been. This was the eighth day in a row that she initiated sex, and not just a blasé, “hey you want to?” with a wink and a nod to the bedroom, as she had in the past.

For the past several days she has been more adventurous and aggressive than ever. Please don’t think I am complaining one bit – I am not, I am just saying it’s not our normal routine, and it seemed to come out of nowhere.

I love my wife and I think she’s beautiful. Angie and I have been married a bit over 10 years now, and even in her thirties I find her sexy as hell. And it’s not just me; I see how other men look at her. At just five feet tall, she doesn’t stand out in a crowd for her height. But with double D breasts on her petite 115-pound frame she’s hard not to notice. Waiters seem to be overly attentive when she eats out, And all the teen boys at the neighborhood pool suddenly need some extra time to get out of the pool when she shows up in her nearly see through white bathing suit. I’ve seen it on more than one occasion those boys doing their best to hide their erections as they were made to leave the water for “adult swim” at the end of every hour.

Angie is strikingly sexy, and I love touching her. When she’s just lounging around the house in her yoga pants and t-shirt, I have a hard time keeping my hands to myself. Just thinking about rubbing my hands over her thick firm ass gets me hard. When she stands at the sink doing the dishes, it’s rare that I don’t take advantage of her position. I start by giving her a gentle front to back hug, and then allow my hands to trace her body from her firm stomach to her hips, then up her sides cupping her generous breasts and slightly teasing her nipples. I love touching her like that. And while she usually, not always, responds favorably to my touch, she’s never seemed all that interested in sex.

Last Friday night we had sex, nothing spectacular, and nothing out of the norm, just sex. It’s almost always the same, we start off with a little caressing, a little licking, some kissing, and then after several minutes of me warming her up orally I moved into position. Gently, I placed the tip of my dick against her and slid slowly deep inside her. I rested there, just barely grinding my hips. I learned a long time ago that sex is more about grinding than rubbing.

“It’s more like making mashing potatoes than driving a nail.” A buddy of mine once told me.

He was right, and once I learned how to mash and grind my sex life drastically improved. And Angie, seems to enjoy it. And from time to time she might ask if I am in the mood, but she’s never been the one to just physically initiate any kind of sex.

After a few minutes of slowly grinding I was getting close to cumming, I’ve never had great stamina and always thought that the more we had sex the longer I’d last, but that just doesn’t seem to be the case. I pulled out and went back to work with my mouth and fingers helping her get closer and buying me some more time.

I could hear her breathing increase and she started wiggling, fucking my tongue and rubbing herself deeper and harder on my face. I rolled over allowing her to ride me, giving her the freedom to move however she needed to in order to orgasm.

She quickly got in position and lowered herself taking me inside her without hesitation. Her eyes clinched tight, as she bit her lower lip. I love having her on top, I can nuzzle her breasts and quickly switch from groping them to messaging her ass, and gripping her hips pushing myself deeper inside her. She sat up on her knees, and I knew she was close. She reached down and with lightning speed buffed her engorged clit as she continued to swirl around on my pulsating penis.

“Fuck!” I grunted, I gripped her hips thrusting myself inside her. I convulsed as she rocked back and forth on my erupting dick. Still working her button, she tightened around my now spent, and deflating penis.

“Yes… Yes… Yes…” She muttered as she exploded in bliss, trembling and gripping her tits in her hands. As her pussy shuddered in orgasm my penis was spat out, limp, lifeless and useless. It was good. She laid down beside me catching her breath for a few minutes as I brushed my fingers over her hips and thighs.

This was pretty typical for us, sometimes I would finish her off with my mouth before mounting her, and other times we’d use a small vibrator to help her climax.

The next morning however, I woke up to Angie sucking my dick. Evidently she woke up and saw that I was erect and canlı bahis şirketleri decided to give me a wonderful gift. Once she saw I was awake though she rolled over,

“Fuck me from behind” She said. We’d never done it like this before, sure we’ve done doggie style and was one of my favorites, but not with her flat on her back.

I quickly straddled her thighs felt between her legs with my hand. She was wet and ready to fuck. I slid my penis between her legs, under her thick ass and started humping.

“You can put it in now.” She said looking at me over her shoulder.

“I am not in?” I asked

“No, silly your just humping my legs, but I want to feel you inside me.”

I wiggled, scooted and thrusted, by I couldn’t feel her opening. “I can’t find it.” I said. “I think maybe you ass is getting in the way.” I said playfully and gave it swat.

She arched her back slightly giving me some access to her hot opening,” There now can it reach?”

“I am in baby.” I humped her from behind, playing with her amazing butt, and moved my hands around her sides kneading her breasts, pressed against the mattress.

“Oh my god!” I breathed. Angie knew that I was losing control, and pulled her little magic bullet vibrator out of her drawer. She arched up a bit more and slid it down to her opening, playing with herself as a fucked her. I stopped moving, but I could feel the buzzing. She sat up even more so we were nearly doggie position; I began slowly gyrating inside her again. I felt her tense up and and then shuddered in orgasm as her cunt gripped and released my dick over and over in rapid succession, sending me over the top. I thrust deep inside her knocking her back down to her stomach; I fell with her as I came inside her hot embrace.

This was just the beginning of a week long fuck fest. Angie was relentless, taking me whenever she felt like it. I know that women hit there sexual peak in there early 30’s so I just figured I was reap in the benefits of newly charged sex drive.

Sunday morning she got up and took her shower as laid in bed listening to the water, fading in and out of sleep. A few minutes later she was standing beside our bed naked as she fumbled with her bra and panties. I’ve always loved the way she looks in her under ware, and it’s not the fancy stuff that really gets to me, it’s just the plain white cotton. She pulled her panties up over her firm legs that still gave witness to her cheerleading days. I love watching as she pulls them up over her hips and shimmies them over her ass. Then she fastens her bra around her chest, turning it around, she slips the straps over her shoulders. Her large breasts jiggle in waves as she secures everything in place.

“What?!” She smiled catching me watching her. I pulled back the covers exposing my excited state.

“Uh-oh, somebodies gotten a little happy.” She teased, I pulled her to me but she pulled back and waved her finger no. “I just took a shower, I’ll give you a little something now, but you have to promise you’ll take care of me later.”

“I promise.” I blurted lust drunk.

“Jerk it for me. I want to watch you.” She shook her hips and lifted her bra covered breasts in her hands. I reached down ands grabbed hold of my stiff member. I’ve masturbated a lot, but I’ve never done it in front of my wife.

“You like playing with yourself, looking at big tits don’t you.” She teased. “I am not dumb, I’ve seen your search history.” I blushed hard teetering between embarrassed and excited. “Don’t worry babe, I am really not upset. But if you want to jerk it, I’ld rather you do it in front of me then sneaking around behind my back.”

“What are you serious?”

“Yes honey, the next time you want to jerk off, just come do it in front of me, I like watching you, and you know what, I might like watching porn with you too. We shouldn’t have to lie or sneak around should we?”

“No,” I gasped jerking my dick harder and faster.

“Jerk it baby.” She egged me on and made stroking motions with her fist.

“You like big tits, big asses and big dicks, don’t you.”

“Yes” I muttered.

“You like my big boobs, and I love pleasing you with them. Do you want to fuck them?”

“Yes please” She knelt down beside the bed, I stood in front of her and placed my dick on her cleavage rubbing it up and down her massive flesh. She pulled hr flesh apart and I placed my dick between her boobs, still in her bra. I fucked her soft full breasts, watching my guy disappear inside her grip.

“Come on baby, fuck em.” She pleaded, I jack rabbited her bosom holding her shoulders steady.

“They look so big don’t they?” She said.


“Big things are fun to play with right?” She asked

“Yes, I love your big boobs, I love your big ass.” I grunted as I hit the point of no return. I huffed and shook as my dick erupted all over her tits.

That evening we watched TV and cuddled together. She got up and went to the bedroom, when she returned she was just wearing an overside canlı kaçak iddaa t-shirt and she had something in her hand.

“Here,” She said handing me her little vibrating egg. “Play with me while we watch.” She opened my laptop sitting on the coffee table in front of us, and opened my online history folder. She clicked on one of the sites and played the video.

“I watched this one the other day while you were in the shower. Play with me while we watch it.” She sat down on the couch her back against my chest and spread her legs open.

I turned on the massager and quickly found her button, placing the metal egg right up against her clit.

I remembered watching the video before, It was a male POV video, so most of what you saw was the girl, and the guys big fat cock. She moaned and wiggled as we watched the video and I worked her clit. Using my other hand I played with her massive breasts.

“He’s big isn’t he?” She whispered.

“Yeah, all those porn stars are unusually big.” I confessed.

“Hmmmm, keep doing that.” She asked as I rubbed the bullet up and down her soaked opening.

The girl in the video was sucking the guys cock and jerking him off. She pulled her top off and pulled his cock between her tits. She had large fake boobs, but his cock was so big it stuck out way past her cleavage, allowing her to lick his head as he fucked her tits. Just as he shot his load, Angie grabbed my hand and pressed the vibrator against her clit. She convulsed and cried out in pleasure clamping my hand and the massager between her legs.

Finally she real eased her grip and turned around, laying back on the couch, she opened her legs again and invited me to fuck her.

I leaned in and pulled my pants down just enough to release my dick. I plunged inside her.

“Jeezus” I snorted, “I am not going to last long.”

“That’s okay” She laughed, and as she did I came inside her after less than 30 seconds.

Monday evening, she got a bit naughty, blindfolding me and tying me to the bed frame. She gave me a slow message with warm oil, playful teasing my dick and balls. I felt her stand up over me and then felt her pussy swallow my dick as she lowered herself onto me. She fucked me for what felt like 20 minutes, I was lasting longer than ever, before finally erupting inside her.

Tuesday as soon as I got home from work, she met me in the family room wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a smile, her tits stuck out erect and I could see the lust in her eyes. She pulled me to the couch and sat down, guiding me to my knees in front of her.

“Lick me.” She panted, I raised her legs over my shoulders and dove in with furious delight sucking and nibbling her twatt.

“Use your finger.” She asked lustfully, I inserted a finger and fucked her with it while i licked her clit.

“Another, use another finger.” She begged, I fucked her with two fingers and sucked her clit to orgasm.

“Now fuck me, I want you inside of me.” I stood up and dropped my pants, my dick was hard and ready. She was so wet and turned on that I slid in easily. I held her legs up and pressed them together fuck her soft warm cunt. The added squeeze from her legs made her feel real tight. God she felt incredible, I pounded her quick and hard, the pressure building till I finally burst inside her.

Wednesday morning she treated me to a soapy hand job. She lathered up my dick with soap and then knelt down taking her razor in hand she carefully and completely shaved my dick and balls, before rubbing my now hairless dick to orgasm.

That evening she blindfolded and tied me up again. She licked all around my shorn flesh, with little cat like licks she teased me, making me squirm, before mounting and riding me, she used her little vibrator while bouncing on me, and with in minutes we climaxed nearly simultaneously. By that time I was lasting much longer, I had never had so much sex in one week.

Thursday Angie attempted sex with me again just as I came home, I was hard but I just felt numb I figured it was from all the action, I just couldn’t feel much of her. I kept pumping away but It just wasn’t happening. That night though, I couldn’t stop her, she drew me a nice bubble bath and gently played with my dick as we bathed together. She patiently tickled and tugged at my dick till I shot my load.

Friday morning as we kissed goodbye she held me close,

“I love you so much” She said, with a level of passion and tenderness I hadn’t seen in a long time.

“I love you too baby. Are you okay?” I asked genuinely concerned

“Yes, I am fine. Do me favor though, don’t eat much today. I want to make you special meal this evening and don’t want you to ruin your appetite.” She playfully asked and broke into a sly smile.

“Okay, you don’t have to do…” I was saying when she pulled me in and kissed me deeply.

“I know I don’t have to do it, but I want to. So promise me you won’t eat much today.” She begged with her brown eyes looking into mine.

“I promise.” I smiled canlı kaçak bahis and left feeling like the luckiest man alive.

I stuck to my word; I had nothing for breakfast and ate only an apple and a granola bar the rest of the day. That evening I came home around 6:30 and was greater by one of the most amazing scents I’ve ever smelled. My mouth immediately began to water as the distinct flavor of steak and butter and garlic filled the air.

“Oh my gosh, that smells so good baby.” I bubbled, as I walked to the kitchen.

“I am almost done. Are you hungry?”

“Yes, I promised you I wouldn’t eat much, and I am starving.”

“Good, go put your things away and wash up. I’ll let you know when it’s ready.” She lovingly insisted. About 10 minutes later she passed by me as she made her way to our room.

“Give me just a minute.” She smiled and closed the door behind her. A few minutes passed and she opened the door revealing she had changed clothes. She was now wearing my favorite dress of hers, a thin knee high floral print, the top lifted and supported her bust in a way that made her uncomfortable, but she always reminded me of an old pinup model when she wore it, and made her breasts look absolutely huge. I can only remember her wearing it twice before.

The first time was to a restaurant with some friends of ours; by the end of the night we had five different waiters attending to us, and my buddy James was in the doghouse with his wife for starring too much.

The second time she wore it was to her annual review at work. Not only did she get a glowing evaluation, but she also received a big raise.

“You ready.” She grinned playfully.

“Have a seat in the dinning room and I’ll bring it to you.” She directed.

She had gone through a lot of trouble to set the mood just right. We rarely used our formal dining room, but tonight the table was decorated like a nice restaurant, the lights were turned down low and three lit candles provided a warm flicker. At my place at the table was a glass of red wine, and a glass of ice water. Angie came through the door with two plates, she sat one down in front of me and my mouth watered again at just the smell.

“Baby. Did you make this yourself?” I asked complimenting her on an amazing first course. On my plate was a small steak about four inches long and about two inches wide, seared to perfection topped with a sampling of crabmeat with a garlic butter drizzled over the top.

“I hope you like it, it’s the first time I’ve tried anything this delicate.” She said with a hint of insecurity in her voice.

I cut the steak and it was cooked perfectly, I took a bite and felt the juices from the meat and the butter sauce fuse together for an eruption of delight.

“Oh… my… god. This is incredible honey.”

I took my time eating it, and all the while I kept thinking, “if this is just the appetizer, what’s the main course going to be like.” A few bites later and it was gone. But it was by far he best steak I’ve ever had.

I looked over and Angie was just finishing hers off. I was still hungry, but didn’t want to seem unappreciative so I just waited for her to finish and bring the next course in her own time. Angie started talking about the appetizer and where she got the recipe, and so on. I was so proud of her for making it.

We kept talking and about five minutes later I just innocent asked,

“What’s the next course going to be?”

“Next course?” She responded.

“I am sorry. I thought this was just an appetizer.” I back tracked starting to feel like an ass.

“That was it. That’s all I made.” She offered seeming a bit hurt. “You liked it right?”

“Yes! Of course I liked it, honey that was amazing. I have never had a better steak, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

“Are you not satisfied?” She asked.

“Satisfied? I am more than satisfied with what you made, it couldn’t have been any better.” I chirped trying to make things right.

“Then what’s wrong?” She asked,

“I… nothing was wrong… I am just still a little hungry.”

“So it wasn’t enough to satisfy you?” Angie asked, and at this point her question seemed a bit leading. I didn’t answer, but sat there trying to figure out what was going on. Angie moved her chair right next to me and took my arm in her hands.

“Would it be accurate to say, that while you loved the meal – everything about it was perfect and you would want to eat it again, that it just wasn’t enough to satisfy your appetite?” Angie asked with a look of desperation, her breasts heaving as she struggled to breathe.

“Yes, that’s fair to say. I loved it, and if you made it again I would love it. But I just wanted more of it.”

“Okay. That doesn’t hurt my feelings, I am so glad I was able to give that to you. But I don’t have any more. If I had more I’d give you all that you could eat. But I don’t.” She finished and looked down.

“Do you know what the definition of the word appetite is? ‘a natural desire to satisfy a bodily need.’ We all have appetites for things our bodies need. We get hungry and need to eat; it’s the body telling us what it needs. Your body is telling you that you need to eat more. It’s not your fault, you can’t control what your body needs.”

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