I wasn’t expecting the response I got from my ex, Stephanie, when I asked her if she’d be willing to try swinging. Steph didn’t seem overly interested in sex as it was, so I was pretty confident that the idea of adding another couple into the mix wouldn’t interest or maybe even turn her off completely. Steph was a beautiful thirty-four-year-old with a great body and a personality to match. We got along great but our sex life never really got going, despite how much she turned me on.

“Well…” Steph said, trailing off. “I don’t know. Why do you want to?”

I was shocked we’d gotten this far. I tried to act nonchalant. But, honestly, I was excited at the idea of kick-starting our sex life and having the chance at fucking someone else. I was a little unsure about how I’d feel to see her get fucked, but I was willing to give it a shot given how sex-starved I was beginning to feel.

“Yeah, I don’t know either. I saw something about it in an article, and it just seemed like it might be fun to try,” I said.

Steph paused, looking lost in thought as if she was trying to figure out how to say something. “Were you thinking another girl…a guy…a couple? Did you have someone in mind?”

“No, I don’t know anyone, and I haven’t really thought much about it,” I lie.

The truth was it was on my mind a lot. Well, having sex was, and it had been at least three weeks since I had sex with Steph, and that was only a blowjob. It was probably a month before that after she got drunk at a Christmas party.

“I don’t know. I thought maybe we could find a swinger’s party or something like that,” I said.

Steph just looked at me with that same expression of having something to say but not knowing how to say it. Suddenly it hit me that she might be trying to figure out how to say ‘no.’ I figured I’d better say something so as not to lose this opportunity.

“But it doesn’t have to be. We could just do a threesome,” I offered.

Steph was quick to reply. “No, no, that’s not what I’m…it’s nothing, never mind.”

OK, good, I thought, she’s still talking about it. “You seem like you have something you’re thinking,” I said.

“Well…” Steph proceeded, pausing for a moment as if collecting her thoughts. “I think maybe a couple would be better than a party.”

This was going far better than I expected, though I had considered going the route of a couple but thought it might be better to find a group with less pressure.

“Yeah, that’s cool. My only thought about a couple is that it puts pressure on us, like what if we don’t like them and feel obligated or have to find a way to back out? So I figured, during the party, you can just leave, and no one would know.”

Steph paused again. “Yeah, I think a couple might be better, you know.”

I didn’t know, but I wasn’t going to get in the way of this! “OK, if that’s what you’re more comfortable with, it sounds good to me.”

“I’m comfortable either way, and I just think the couple might work out better for…” Steph half-replied.

“For?” I asked, hoping to get her to finish her thoughts.

“Well, less pressure for you.”

“What do you mean?” truly curious at this point.

Steph paused. “Well, if you’re not as…big…as the other guys, it might be uncomfortable for you.”

Her attempt at underemphasizing ‘big’ only overemphasized it. “You think that might be a problem?” I asked without thinking.

“Well, you are small down there…”

She must’ve realized the dumb look on my face did not follow me.

Steph then said to emphasize her point, “Your dick…it’s small…it’s tiny…like a little boy’s dickie.” Again, she paused and then quickly amended her comment. “I mean, I love it, you know, cos I love you.”

I knew I wasn’t porn star material, but I never thought of myself as ‘tiny like a little boy’s dickie.’

She blushed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…I thought…oh, I’m…” Steph trailed off.

I wasn’t sure how to reply, but I didn’t want to lose this chance. “Yeah, no, I get it. I know I’m not huge in the dick department. It’s all good. No porn movies in my future.” I said with a smirk.

Steph looked relieved. “So a couple then?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” I said, sounding as cheerful as could be.

*****

Later that afternoon, we took some pictures and posted an ad on AFF. Within minutes we had a couple of replies, and by the middle of the week, we had plans for that Friday night with a couple that lived a half-hour away.

Mike and Maria offered to host at their house. We arrived around four pm with a bottle of wine in hand. Mike was a well-built man, and Maria was in great shape. They looked just like their pics on their profile, except with their shirts on. Maria was wearing a bikini top and a pair of white shorts over a pair of bikini bottoms, and Mike was dressed casually. They ushered us in, showed us around the house, and then took us out back to their fenced-in yard with a deck and aboveground pool. Steph changed into her swimsuit while Mike, Maria, and I made small talk.

For the next couple of hours, we hung out around the pool, chatting, drinking, and eating grilled chicken and burgers. It started to get a bit chilly as it grew dark, so Mike recommended taking the party inside. He grabbed a pack of cards as we sat down at their kitchen table.

“Poker?” Mike asked.

I knew Steph was starting to get buzzed when she replied: “Only if it’s strip poker.”

“I think we can do that,” Mike replied as he grabbed his wife’s ass. She laughed and smacked him away playfully. “OK, the lowest hand is the only loser each round.”

He threw out a couple more rules to keep it interesting and then dealt the cards. Steph was the first to lose any clothing. Given that she was still in her bikini, she didn’t have too much to lose. Maria was next to lose her top, and I could feel myself getting hard. Mike was next, so he matched the women and took off his shirt. He lost the next round as well and took off his shorts, leaving just his boxers. Next was my turn, and I lost my shirt. Maria was the first to lose all her clothes, but Steph was just one round behind her. Mike asked the women to model for us, which they both did happily.

I lost the next round, leaving me in my boxers. Mike was the next to lose, and Maria and Stephanie cheered him on as he stood up reluctantly and dropped his boxers. I was trying not to look, but when Steph exclaimed, “Holy fuck…”

I couldn’t help but do so too after that.

Mike was huge. His dick was long, thick, and rugged-looking. His balls were huge to match. Maria leaned over as if she was going to give him a blowjob but then pulled away, waving her finger, saying, “No, no, no, you’ve got to win if you want that, baby.”

She looked over at me and winked, then looked down at my boxers and said, “And we need to do something about those shorts too.”

Maria got her to wish, as I lost the next round. Maria and Mike were cheering me on as I stood up, briefly glancing at Steph, only to see a fake smile and a look on her face saying, ‘This is awkward.’ Maria watched intently as I pulled my shorts down, exposing my rock-hard dick. It felt like an eternity as I saw her avert her gaze and look at Mike, who gave a little ‘holy shit’ look to her. It was at that moment that I realized that Steph was right. I had a small dick. As hard as I was, I wasn’t even half Mike’s flaccid size. He was longer, thicker, and just… bigger… in every way.

I sat back down, trying to figure out what had just happened.

Mike was the first to speak. “OK, let’s go again!”

He dealt the cards. A couple of minutes later, Steph was out. Maria chanted, “Blowjob, blowjob!”

Stephanie turned a little red but turned to face me. She started reaching for my dick when Maria interjected. “Loser gets to pick!”

Steph stopped and looked at Maria. “You want me to…” and trailed off.

Mariah replied with a big smile, “If you want…”

Mike stood up without waiting to hear Steph’s choice. He walked over to her, and she grabbed his dick, stretched her mouth, and slid about a third of him into her. He put his hands on the back of her head, grinding a bit as she slid her mouth up and down the part of his cock she could manage to swallow.

After a minute, she suddenly pulled away, gasping for breath, repeating, “Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck…”

Mike and Maria laughed and, once she caught her breath.

Steph said: “God, you’re fucking huge, Mike.”

I felt like I wasn’t even in the room at that point. It was only Mike, Maria, and Steph. It was my turn to deal, so I grabbed the cards, doing anything to break the trance of Mike’s huge cock. I dealt the cards, and a couple of minutes later, Mike lost. Again, Maria volunteered the price he was going to pay.

“Time to lick some pussy!”

Mike stood up again and walked past Maria, rubbing his dick against the side of her face and back of her neck as he walked by. He got down between Stephanie’s now-spread legs and began eating her pussy. I felt my dick twitch as I heard her moaning. Steph fumbled ungracefully for the cards about a minute in, knowing it was her turn to deal. Mike stood up slowly, licking and kissing his way from her pussy to her mouth. As he kissed her on the lips, I saw Steph rubbing her clit with his dick. He returned to his seat, and Mariah grabbed the cards from Stephanie, who seemed unable to move.

The hand didn’t last long. I don’t know if she threw it or not, but within thirty seconds, Stephanie had lost the round. She turned to me, assuming she needed to give some equal blowjob time. But, again, Maria would have none of it.

“No, no, Stephanie. You need to fuck now. Again, your choice…”

Stephanie didn’t even look at me. Instead, she stared intently at Mike’s cock. “I don’t know if I can take it… it’s sooooooo big.”

Mariah chimed in, “It’s settled then. Mike, would you please take care of this young lady?”

Mike stood and walked over to Steph. As he offered his hand, he said, “Let’s use a bed.”

She grabbed hold and stood, holding his hand as he led her to the guest room just off the kitchen. My mind was spinning. This isn’t how I was planning this would go.

It was silent coming from the bedroom, and Maria stood and said, “I’m gonna go use the ladies’ room.”

Maria walked off, and I was left to survey the cards on the table that Steph had most likely given up to lose the round. I could hear what sounded like kissing and then a bed moving a little. Soft whimpering moans were coming from the room, and then I could hear a loud gasp and then Steph screaming, “Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck, slow, slow, no go, go.”

Maria returned to the kitchen, glancing in the guest room as she walked by. I thought maybe this was my chance. “Well, looks like they’re having fun,” she said as she pulled a t-shirt on over her head. “You want another drink? Mike can go forever, so you may want to settle in.”

I felt a slight sense of disappointment, realizing that Maria did not intend to fuck me while her husband fucked Steph. I was dying to see what was going on in the bedroom, a mix of jealousy and curiosity. Steph sounded like she was moaning, screaming, and panting all at once. Suddenly it intensified. I’d never heard the sounds she was making.

“Well, that didn’t take long. Does Steph cum easy?” Maria asked.

What a weird conversation to be having with another man’s semi-naked wife.

“Uh, not usually, that was pretty quick,” I said and immediately felt embarrassed.

Maria said nothing. I’m sure I had turned red at that point. I felt like I needed to say something to mask the sounds of Maria’s husband plowing Stephanie.

“I suppose if I had a dick like that, she might cum more often,” I said lamely.

I again felt stupid. Everything I said just pointed out how inadequate I was.

“Is that why you guys are swinging? She wanted something bigger?” Maria asked with a smirk.

“Um, no, I don’t know, I guess.”

Suddenly, I realized that there was probably a connection between Steph having told me I was small and why we didn’t have sex.

“Steph isn’t that interested in sex, usually,” I said.

Mariah paused and then said, “Sounds like she is tonight!”

Right at that moment, Steph started screaming again, taking deep breaths at the same time as you could feel the floor move in concert with the shaking of the bed.

Mariah kept going. “That’d be orgasm number two.”

“Jesus, I don’t think she’s ever cum twice,” I remarked.

“With you…” Maria said, winking at me. She was obviously drunk.

“Yeah, with me.”

“Let’s face it, honey, with that dinky dick; she’s probably never cum once with you. But, if she hasn’t cheated on you yet, she will after tonight.” Maria smiled. “Sorry, I’m just kidding.”

I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation. It was surreal, really. The house was echoing with the sounds of another man thrusting in and out of Steph, and she was screaming every time he did, yet here I was, talking with another woman about how I wasn’t man enough. The house grew silent. Maria and I sat in awkward silence for a minute but then stood.

“I’m going to see if they need anything,” Maria said.

She walked past me, pulling the t-shirt off and throwing it on the chair beside me. Maria went into the bedroom where Steph and Mike were. I heard her say something and heard Steph laugh. Mariah continued talking, and her voice grew louder as she approached the doorway.

Maria looked at me, said, “I’ll be right back,” winked, and then closed the door.

I sat in the kitchen, naked, half-drunk, and wondering what the fuck was happening. I heard Steph beginning to moan and pant again, this time from behind a closed door. A couple of minutes later, I heard her orgasm again. I moved my chair closer to the door. I could hear them still going at it, with Steph’s moans getting louder and louder. I looked down at my pathetic cock and realized that nothing would be the same after tonight.

A few minutes later, I heard Steph moaning and heard the bed shaking more and more. Then, suddenly, I heard Mike grunting and repeating: “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…” repeatedly.

At the same time, Steph started screaming. Then, after what seemed like forever, everything stopped. Suddenly the door flew open, and Maria jogged out. She quickly opened a closet in the hallway and grabbed a towel.

As she walked back, she smiled and asked, “She’s on the pill, right?”

I could see in the bedroom that Steph was on all fours and Mike was still behind her. I wasn’t sure if he was still inside her until Steph started moaning as he backed away from her. Then, I saw his huge cock as it fell out and down, somewhat limp but still much bigger than mine. Maria closed the door again, and for the next hour, I heard Mike taking turns on both women. I knew they were done when I heard Maria call out to me.

“Hey, can you get us a towel? They’re in the closet in the hall.”

I grabbed a towel and entered the room. Mike was lying on top of Steph with his cock buried in her while Maria and Steph were lying on their backs, looking dazed. As I entered the room, Mike pulled out of Steph and rolled onto his back beside Maria. I handed Maria the towel and looked at Steph. Her eyes closed, and she was a mess.

“I got them warmed up for you,” Mike said.

I looked at Mike as he gestured towards Steph and Maria.

Maria crossed her legs, covered her pussy with her hands, and smiled. “I’m good, and you take care of Stephanie.”

Stephanie just moaned a little but made no move to express any interest. Steph and Maria were both lying sideways on the bed, legs hanging over the side. Mike stood, turned toward Maria, nudged her legs apart, and motioned for me to do the same with Steph. Maria slid to the right, and I took my place in between Stephanie’s legs.

At that moment, as Mike and I stood side-by-side, each lined up, ready to fuck, I felt more inferior than I’ve ever felt. My dick looked like a toy compared to his, like a thumb compared to an arm. Maria moaned as Mike pushed into her, and Steph didn’t make a sound. I’m not even sure she knew I was inside her cunt. I could barely feel her. Steph was soaking wet but was so open. I can’t begin to explain it.

Mike stopped for a second to give Maria a chance to adjust. Maria turned her head to face Steph and said, “Does it tickle?” Both women started giggling.

Mike said, “Behave…” to Maria as he started pounding her.

I tried to do likewise but couldn’t find a rhythm. Between the shaking of the bed each time Mike plowed forcefully into Maria or the soaking mess of Steph’s well-used pussy, I couldn’t find a groove. I slid in and out, but Steph didn’t make a sound.

After a few minutes, Maria came to Mike. “Your turn,” Maria said to Steph.

Steph wriggled off my dick, and Mike pushed his way into her. Immediately Steph, silent to this point, began moaning and panting. I moved over and sat on the edge of the bed next to Maria, watching Mike’s huge cock pound Stephanie. Maria patted me on my leg. I took that as a sign she wanted me to fuck her. I started to position myself when she laughed.

“No, no, I was just trying to say it’ll be all right,” Maria said.

Mike chimed in, “C’mon, Maria…”

Maria sighed and reached around and grabbed my ass, pulling me into her. Like Steph, she didn’t make a sound. I started thrusting in and out of her, trying to match pace with Mike and Stephanie. Suddenly she pulled me closer and whispered in my ear, “I’m sorry, but I’m really not feeling it. You really do have a tiny, tiny dick. Poor Steph having to put up with such a useless thing.”

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

I pulled out and sat down beside her. She put my hand on my dick and said: “Make yourself cum, dinky dick. That’s all it’s good for.”

I began stroking, and just as I was starting to orgasm, I heard Mike and Stephanie both building up to their own climaxes. As I shot my load dribbling over my balls, Mike shot his deep inside Stephanie. I closed my eyes, and for a second, it seemed as if she was cumming with me. Then, I saw cum spill out of Steph as Mike pulled his dick out for the last time. He grabbed Maria’s hand and pulled her up.

“We’ll see you guys in the morning,” Mike suddenly said.

With that, Mike and Maria left and went to their own bedroom. Steph moved so I could lay down on the bed right on top of a puddle of Mike’s, Maria’s, and Steph’s sex fluids.

The End.