While I was writing this, I realized there were a few things I wanted/needed to say beforehand, so hear me out. Trolls, I will delete your comments, so bear that in mind.
Disclaimer 1: Arthur's Story is still being edited and reworked and is still planned, although there are two very different versions I'm currently working on. Part 2 will go out, but I really want to polish up part 1 first.
Disclaimer 2: This and a lot of my stories contain elements of cuckoldry and cheating. This is a fantasy and is in no way reflective of my real-life views on sex and romantic relationships.
Disclaimer 3: That said, I wanted to say here that I in no way mean to contribute to any male insecurity. It's a big problem in our society that men equate their self-worth with their penis size, and I think it's fucking depressing. "Does size matter" is probably one of the most common questions in our language, with puns about it appearing everywhere without a thought. The short answer is yes, it does matter, to certain people and only in the context of sex. We have evolved as a society beyond the point where sex is our only focus, so it's important to not associate penis size with self-worth. You're not more of a man for having a larger penis, and you're not less of a man for having a smaller penis. What matters more to a surprising number of people is not the size of your penis, but finding somebody to share and understand the world with, to grow and mature with, etc. (at least in traditional, monogamous relationships). Moreover, different people like different things even when it comes to the size and shape of a penis.
Enjoy the story, but keep all that in mind while you read. This is a work of fiction, and does not relate to how I actually see the world, or to how I think you should see the world.
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Lily didn't need sex- she was in perfect control of herself- but she was still very lonely.
Her husband Bill was an established programmer whose work sometimes took him around the country, and once even outside of it. This time, he was in Vegas showcasing something that Lily didn't understand, but that was hugely important to him, and he was also collaborating with other programmers in the area. He was excited to work with them, but he had been gone a week and would be gone another.
Lily liked to think of herself as something other than a "trophy wife" - she really hated being objectified- but she fit the profile. She was a brunette, standing at about 5'8", and had an hourglass figure and 36DD breasts. She also had a very large, round bottom. Her figure had always gotten her a lot of attention, but she had always remained faithful to her husband.
Lately though, she found she was constantly craving sex. It was a desire in her that had always remained dormant, and she wished Bill were here to experiment with her. Bill was not amazing in bed, but he used to have a wonderful way of communicating with her, and there was a point when she knew he would have been thrilled.
Bill had not been in touch lately though, and that worried Lily. She tried to remain calm and reasonable about it, but she just wanted him to be here and okay.
Lily lay naked on the sofa, masturbating her clit with one finger while she kneaded her breasts. She had put on one of Bill's old porn DVDs and was watching it while she struggled to remain awake. It was late, she was bored and horny, and she figured pleasuring herself might help her fall asleep more easily.
Bill had always hidden the DVDs from her, and ordinarily, she felt disgusted by them, but in a turn of events that shocked even her, she was glad they were here.
In the film, a tall, burly man had seduced a petite redhead on a college campus, and now they were at his house, and she was feeling his crotch through the fabric of his jeans. Lily saw the large bulge in his pants, and thought of her neighbor Mike, who had a bulge that would have shamed the guy on screen. The girl smiled at the man in amazement, and slowly pulled his dick from within his jeans.
"It's so big," she said, then comparing the penis to several of her body parts, like her wrist, her arm, and her face. She took the penis in her mouth, and Lily wondered how she could accommodate it without breaking her jaw. She sucked it enthusiastically, and as the woman on screen slobbered on it and even deepthroated it, Lily became more tired. Her eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep with the movie still playing loudly in the background, the sound of the girl gagging and choking echoing in her mind.
Suddenly, she was on Mike's porch, knocking on his front door. She needed sugar, or flour, or something for baking, and she thought he might have some. It was a hot summer day, but the street was empty except for her.
He answered the door completely naked. He looked much more handsome than she remembered, but what struck her the most was his enormous penis. It was bigger than anything she had ever seen, in real life or porn.
"Well, hello," Mike said, and smiled. Lily realized that she was naked too, and she wondered how she had forgotten her clothes. She found herself staring at his penis. She had read once that the largest penis ever on record belonged to a man named Jonah Falcon, whose penis was 13.5 inches, but Mike's looked even bigger. The guys had often joked about it, and she had always thought it was funny before - comically oversized - but now, looking down at it, she wasn't laughing.
He was fully erect, and his cock was thick and veiny. If it had been fully hanging down, it would have touched his knee. There was a small amount of pre-cum dripping from the tip of his penis. Lily couldn't explain it, but it turned her on in a way that a penis never had.
Mike drew her back from her thoughts. "Touch it," he said.
She hesitated. "But I'm married."
"You can do whatever you want in a dream," Mike said. "Nobody can say you're cheating in your own mind. Besides that, look at your pussy. You're soaking wet."
He was right, even if she knew that she needed to be faithful to her husband. She had never really thought of another man besides her husband until recently. Still, she knelt down on the welcome mat and looked up at his enormous, hanging member. She reluctantly put a hand on it. It throbbed slightly as she touched it.
She stared up at Mike. "What do I do now," she asked.
"Hubby really hasn't taught you much, has he?"
"No," she stated. "Normally, we just have sex with the lights off."
"Put your other hand on it and stroke it."
She gripped it lightly in both of her hands, though she couldn't quite wrap her hand around it. She pulled down, gently moving the skin away from the head of his penis. He moaned slightly.
"Lick it," he said, as she moved her hands on it somewhat more vigorously.
She pressed her tongue up to the head of his penis and caught a strand of pre-cum, then circled the tip. Without his instruction, she opened her mouth as wide as she could, then wrapped her lips around him. With it still in her mouth, she used her tongue to play with it and slowly guide it in.
Mike took a wad of her hair in his hand and pulled her forward on his dick. She moved her head back and forth on his engorged cock, as he moaned loudly. She didn't think it was physically possible for her to fit the entire thing in her mouth, but she tried. She took most of it as Mike held her there for about ten seconds. He pulled her off, as she choked and gasped for air, strands of spit trailing from her lips to his penis.
"Having a little trouble," Mike asked.
"I'm sorry," she said. "You're just so big. I don't think I can take you."
"Bigger than hubby?"
She threw an amused expression at him, trying to state nonverbally how obvious the answer was.
"You know, I'm right next-door, if you ever want to take me on. I've seen you checking me out."
She was a little turned off by his sudden desire to talk. She took him back in her mouth, only to wake up to the sound of the telephone ringing. She had stuffed her entire first in her mouth while she was asleep. She pulled it out and walked to the phone, looking at the kitchen clock and noting that she had only been asleep a couple hours.
"Hello," she said groggily, as she picked up the phone.
"Whoa, you sound terrible," Bill said. "Did I wake you up?"
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Umm... I just wanted to call and say hello. It's been a few days since we talked."
"Okay," she replied.
