The original post: /r/eroticliterature by /u/Runtz4inches on 2025-01-21 19:32:43.

Not What I thought

This story contains fetish themes that don’t appeal to all people. Themes include femdom, male chastity, dildo play, wife swapping, homosexuality, and small penis humiliation. I appreciate helpful feedback, encouraging words, and am still on a journey of learning.

You can read the full story here: https://www.literotica.com/s/not-what-i-thought

The seat belt warning chimed as we pulled away from Mia and Chris’s house. My wife Alexa always waited until we were out on the road to buckle up, which always bugged me, and she knew it. I felt her intentionally letting it beep, with extra hostility in the air between us.

She fully admits that she was a huge nerd in high school and most of college, she spent most her time with her face buried in books and never had a boyfriend. And, looking back at her old pictures she wasn’t doing herself any favors. And, no she wasn’t one of those cute nerdy girls, she was like the red headed version of the “Ermahgerd” meme girl.

Alexa had only had sex with me and I had only been with my prom date and one girl in college, neither relationship lasted very long. The funny thing is, they were both virgins when we hooked up, so I didn’t have any experience with someone who had other partners. It was while dating Alexa I realized how fake porn was and became convinced most women only have clitoral orgasms.

We’d been together almost five years and married for four, and while most of those were good, it seemed like we had hit a rut. About nine months ago, in a moment of vulnerability, she shared that she wished she had experimented more before we married. It wasn’t that she didn’t love me or still wanted to be married; she just felt like she missed out on being young and single.

We tried to spice things up a bit by watching some spicy videos together, and she even bought a dildo to add to the small bullet vibe she had purchased a couple of years ago. Honestly, it always made me feel uneasy using the dildo on her, it seemed like a glaring reminder I came too soon.

None of that seemed enough to keep the excitement going, and for the past couple of months, we rarely had sex. More times than not Alexa would say she was too tired, or just say she was fine and didn’t need anything then give me a handjob. As soon as I came she’d ask me to use the dildo on her, saying she changed her mind. Even then she needed both the dildo and vibe on her clit to make her cum. I loved her and found her lustfully hot and wanted to make things right, I just didn’t know how.

At 5’6", she’s a perfectly average height, and her long red hair is striking against her cotton-white skin. Her cheekbones, long neck, feminine frame, and tight tummy were the result of intense discipline at the gym and great sacrifice in the kitchen. She’d lost nearly 30 pounds in the past year, and while she’s always been cute, now she was gorgeous with a strong jawline, firm legs, and perfectly perky B-cup breasts.

I had always been the more fit one between us, and it didn’t bother me that she was a little heavy. I am 5’7 and weigh about 170 pounds, with broad shoulders, a 34-inch waist, a beard, and thick dark hair I keep trimmed with a fade.

After backing out of the driveway she put the car in drive and made it halfway down the street before she finally buckled her seat belt, and with a clear firm voice, she let me have it. “I can’t believe you just did that!” She gritted through her teeth, “You didn’t even ask me.” She fumed.

I was completely caught off guard, “Jesus,” I sniffed, “I thought that’s what you wanted.” I pleaded.

“Well, that’s not the point
 what I wanted was for us to talk about it, and you never did, and then you just made the decision for both of us.” She fumed, her body was tense and her voice was stearn.

I sat there wondering what I could do to make it right, thinking about what she was saying. “Look, I’ll text Chris and tell’em we changed our mind. I am sure he’ll understand,” I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

“God no!” She grabbed my phone. “I think I’d literally die from embarrassment. You made the choice, now we have to live with it.” Her voice quivered as she confronted me, scolding me like a child.

Last week Mia and Chris had been over to our house, like they had dozens of times before. We’ve been friends for over three years now. Alexa and Mia teach at the same school, and Chris and I have a lot in common, though they live farther out we still get together often.

The girls had spent some time together in the kitchen while Chris and I watched the game. After they left Alexa filled me in on something they had talked about. Mia and Chris were interested in taking our relationship further and invited us to spend a night with them swapping partners. They had told us months ago they were swingers and just knowing that about them set a fire inside my wife that couldn’t be ignored.

The way Alexa brought it up, and knowing how she had been feeling, made it seem like she wanted to do it. Mia was a sexy Hispanic woman, about 5’4 with dark hair and complexion and noticeably large breasts, and a thick ass. Both Mia and Alexa dressed conservatively at school, so at home they both drifted toward more sensual outfits. Mia frequently wore yoga pants that seemed almost painted on, accentuating her thick butt and highlighting her thin waist. I had certainly fantasized about her, plus it had been a while since Alexa and I had been intimate, so maybe this was just what we needed.

The idea didn’t take me by surprise. We’d all been flirtatious with each other and increasingly so after finding out about their lifestyle. The night seemed particularly charged with sexual tension, so, when Chris asked if we had made a decision I just said, “yes.”

“I am sorry, Babe
 I just thought you wanted to do this.”

“Well
 yeah, I guess I do, I just thought we would have talked about it first. I mean this is a pretty big deal, don’t you think?”

“Of course it is,” I agreed.

Alexa exhaled sharply, “Look, you and Chris and Mia have all been with other people, but for me
 you’re the only one I’ve ever been with, this is all so new to me.”

“But
 I don’t want you to regret not doing this and then resenting me for getting in the way. I just want you to be happy again.” I sighed with vulnerability.

“What? What does that mean?” Alexa snapped.

“I know you love me, but, it’s obvious you aren’t happy, and I am not even sure why. But if this will help you feel
 I don’t know
desired, or sexy, and happy again, I am all for it.” I let that sink in for a second,

“That and Mia’s pretty hot,” I chuckled, breaking the tension.

“Oh shut it!” She playfully snapped. “But seriously, you’re a little drunk and a LOT horny and may not be thinking clearly. I know we’ve been busy and it’s been a few weeks since we’ve had sex, I am just afraid once we get home we’re going to fool around and once you’ve cum you’re going to regret this and want to back out.”

“Why would I be the one to back out?”

“This is what I mean, you haven’t thought this through. Are you telling me you won’t feel even a little jealous watching me with Chris?” She asked as she continued to drive. “Honestly Dan, take a second and think about what that’s going to be like in real life, not like in some porn you’ve watched, but to see Chris’s hands all over my naked body, to see him kiss me, and to watch as I take his big cock in my mouth, and finally as he slides his big dick inside your wife.” She huffed, turning herself on as she talked.

“Fuck Baby, that’s hot!” I reached over and groped her breast.

“You don’t think you’ll be even a little
 embarrassed?”

“Embarrassed? Of what?”

“God, you’re going to make me say it aren’t you?” She sighed. “Babe, you’re kinda small.”

There it was. The truth neither of us had wanted to say aloud. The elephant in the room—or, more accurately, the mouse between my legs. I had always feared what she was saying was true. I’d hoped that maybe compared to real life guys I wasn’t far from average, or more accurately I was hoping the difference in size wouldn’t matter. After all most people couldn’t tell the difference between 4 and 5 inches.

At the same time, I’d seen the way Alexa looked at Chris sometimes, her gaze lingering just a little too long at the sizable bulge in his pants. The way she’d touch him, like it was taking all her effort to not sink her hand between his legs. But I wasn’t ready to concede quite yet, I didn’t want to go down without a fight.

I knew she was right, but I acted indignant, “I am pretty average and odds are Chris is too, you know that the connection between height and penis size is a myth right?” Chris is lean and tall, standing at 6’4 with long lean muscles like a basketball player. I was hoping he was shower and didn’t get much larger erect.

“God, Babe you are not average! Mia and I have been talking about you for awhile now, we share information. She helped me understand that you’re.” She paused, and changed her tactic. “Dan, that dildo I got,” Her voice calm and her words slow and drawn out. “That one’s on the top end of average. It’s 6 and a half inches long and 5 inches around, and it feels a lot bigger than you.”

“No, the average is like 5 and a half inches,” I corrected. “You know those guys in porn are abnormally huge, plus the girls are tiny with little hands.” The more porn we watched together the more she was becoming sensual, more curious, and frequently pointed out s


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