So, this is the second part of my story, and I urge anyone who hasn't read part 1 to do so before you read this part. And I hope you all enjoy my journey, and please comment your thoughts.
After Jane (In her words)had the best fucking of her life, and I will have to hope she is nice and gives me and my tiny dick a pity fuck now and then.
Pandora's box had been opened, and eventually, we would find out it can't be shut, no matter how hard you try. Now some of you might
be surprised by this, it was actually me who found it the hardest.
I had become obsessed with her words, and it wasn't jealously. I was in a constant state of arousal and humiliation. Not only that, but I had become the ultimate cuckold.
Her words regarding a pity fuck were constantly ringing in my ears. I was so excited thinking which I would rather,
To be completely humiliated and frustrated to be pussy fee for the rest of my life, OMG I would never have sex again.
The other choice would be her giving me a pity fuck whenever she was feeling nice and completely on her terms. I know she would make sure that I knew it was a pity fuck in every humiliation and embarrassing way possible.
At least this way, I would still get some sex, but I'm pretty sure I would be more frustrated this way, as I can imagine that she would let me fuck her for a minute or two and then push me off and ruin my orgasm or completely denying my orgasm.
Which ever she decides, I will be totally humiliated and frustrated. Oh my God, what is wrong with me, both ways are turning me on. Who in their right mind would like the idea, let alone be turned on by having their sex life taken away or totally ruined.
At first, it seemed like things had gone back to normal, except my mind was obsessed with her having black cock and I would try to steer pillow talk that way.
It seems she was feeling the same thing because every time she always had much more enthusiasm and would get so much wetter, and orgasm quicker.