Experimenting

You wake to the soft, wet heat of your wife’s pussy settling over your mouth and the light, insistent tickle of her pinky tracing slow circles over your taint. The ice baths and the long night of being handled by the women while she stroked the stripper have left your cock in its smallest state—soft, wrinkled, completely folded inside the foreskin, barely a pale nub against your smooth body. Her pinky moves lower, brushing the tight, almost nonexistent seam of your drawn-up balls, then returns to the sensitive strip of skin behind them, tickling without mercy.

She grinds against your face in lazy circles, already wet, coating your lips and chin. Her free hand drifts down, finds the tiny soft package, and pinches the wrinkled little button between two fingers, rolling it slowly while she speaks.

“Morning, baby,” she murmurs, voice still husky from sleep. “Stay still. I want to feel you under me while we talk.”

She keeps rubbing herself on your tongue and lips, slow and deliberate, while her pinky continues its light, maddening tickle against your taint and her other fingers keep the soft little nub pinched and on display.

“I’ve been thinking about experiments,” she says, grinding a little harder. “You, this cute little button, and the right kind of porn.”

She shifts her hips so her clit drags across your tongue, then settles again, still pinching and gently tugging the tiny folded cock.

“I want to put on videos of hotwives taking big cocks while their small-dick husbands watch. The husband sitting there with his little soft thing out, stroking it or just holding it, while his wife gets fucked by something thick and long. The camera keeps cutting back to his tiny cock so you can see how pathetic it looks next to what’s stretching her. While we watch I’ll keep you right here between my legs. Every time the big cock is buried inside the wife, or every time the camera shows the husband’s little dick, I’m going to hold yours up next to the phone so we can compare. You’ll see exactly how you match the small husbands on screen—how this wrinkled little button is just as soft, just as useless, just as left out—while the hotwife on screen is getting what you can’t give me.”

Her fingers give the soft nub a firmer pinch, stretching it slightly before letting it fold back in on itself.

“And after a few of those sessions we should go shopping,” she continues, voice warming with the idea. “Find you a new cute costume that makes the contrast even funnier. Something tiny and tight that this little button can’t even begin to fill. Maybe a pair of micro panties or a tiny skirt that hangs completely flat in the front. Something that makes it obvious you’re the small-dick husband in the room. We can film you trying them on while the hotwife porn plays in the background, pausing every time a thick cock is sliding into the wife or every time the camera shows the husband’s tiny package so I can hold your soft little button up next to the screen and remind you which role you play.”

She grinds harder, breathing a little heavier, the wet sounds of her pussy against your mouth filling the quiet bedroom. Her pinky never stops its slow, teasing circles over your taint, and her other hand keeps the tiny, pinched nub on constant display.

“That’s the experiment for our version of this life,” she says softly. “Porn of small-dick husbands watching their hotwives take real cock. Constant side-by-side comparisons so you never forget how perfectly you fit the husband’s role. New cute costumes that make this soft little button look even more ridiculous. And you under me the whole time with my pinky on your taint and my fingers pinching what’s left of your cock while I get off on the difference—and on how quiet you get when you see your exact situation playing out on screen.”

She keeps rubbing herself on your face, keeps tickling the sensitive skin behind your almost-nonexistent balls, keeps the soft little button pinched between her fingers, and lets the plans for future hotwife-and-small-husband porn experiments settle over you along with her weight and her wet heat.