How a disgusting midget stole my beautiful young wife Part II
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Introduction: A depraved midget blackmails his neighbor into giving up his new bride. PART I
Im going to be completely honest and tell the whole story, even though Im ashamed to admit any of it…
It started about a year and a half ago, when Kelly and I had been living in our new house for only a few months. Everything was pretty great up until that point. Wed bought the place because we were thinking it was time to settle down and maybe have some kids. Kelly, by the way, was my wife. She was a few years younger than me, totally beautiful and sweet. Most people who met her said she could have been a model, and I agreed. She was gorgeous: great body, long brown hair that was always silky soft, beautiful big brown eyes and (it had to be said) amazing breasts.
The only blight in an otherwise perfect neighborhood was Shorty, who lived in the house opposite. I never really understood how Shorty was able to afford such a nice house in the first place, as he didnt even have a job and seemed like kind of a deadbeat, but I guess he got his hands on it somehow. He was an asshole though: uncouth, rude, crude. He was also a midget (not that I had a problem with that). Kelly always said he freaked her out. Like all midgets, he looked a bit deformed, but Shorty also had a really creepy quality about him. He had a raspy little voice and evil, piggy little eyes and a real shit eating grin. I always thought he sort of looked like a little goblin or something. But I felt bad because of his disability and everything, so I always told Kelly we should be nice to him, and smile, and be neighborly.
The problem was he wasnt very neighborly back. He played music really loudly, and smoked a lot of drugs, and just left his trash in a pile in his front yard. Worse still, he was always having hookers over to his house. I dont know where they came from probably some kind of mail-order company or something but he obviously liked chicks with big boobs because they always had huge racks. Kelly said it was downright disgusting, and it was.
Anyway, I said Id be completely truthful, so here it is: All my happiness, all my success, was built on a crime. Actually, several crimes. A couple of years ago I was working for a big company in Raleigh and, basically, I committed fraud. I was one of their top accountants and I did a lot of stuff Im not proud of. The company ended up going under, but I got away in time. I moved down here and changed my name.
That was when I met Kelly and we fell in love. Of course I felt guilty about what Id done, but without all the money Id gotten away with I probably would have never won Kelly (cynical I know) and certainly wouldnt have been able to buy my house. I also had to live with the knowledge that I was a wanted man. I knew the authorities would be trying to track me down, but I was pretty sure Id covered my tracks well. I had no real family and no one from back home knew where I was.
That was until Shorty discovered my secret. By a fluke coincidence, it turned out that one of the hookers he was banging used to work in Raleigh too. She recognized me apparently, not because Id ever met her, but because one of her clients had been an FBI agent investigating my disappearance. Shorty heard this, did a bit of digging around and quickly worked out the truth. Suddenly, the only other person in the whole state who knew my secret was the nasty little midget who lived across the street.
Are you going to tell anyone? I asked with a dry mouth when he told me he knew.
I dont know yet bro, he replied. I dont want you to go to jail or anything buddy, I like you and all, but thats pretty fucked up. I feel like I should tell the cops yknow?
Shorty, please dont! Im begging you, man. Please can we just keep this between us? Ill do anything!
I can remember his little piggy eyes flashing when I said that. He said hed think about it, and promised not to do anything until hed thought it over. I ended up confessing everything to Kelly that night, partly because I felt so guilty but partly because I wanted her advice on what to do about Shorty. She was obviously very disappointed, but I was relieved that she was sticking by me. She cried and said she didnt want me to go to the prison and I said I didnt either. She said she was scared that Shorty knew.
I dont trust that horrid little man Peter! she said. Hes a pervert and hes evil. What are we going to do?
For the next few days, I stayed close to Shorty to try and get a sense of what he was going to decide. Obviously I was real nice to him, and tried my best to sway his decision. I offered to wash and wax his car for him (it was filthy) since he probably found things like that difficult, being so short. He thanked me, but then asked me to do some other stuff for him as well. Of course I obliged, and ended up unblocking his toilet for him (that was really gross) and clearing all the trash in front of his house (also gross). I was happy to do it however, thinking it made him less likely to turn me in.
Then, a few days later, I got a phone call from him, asking me to come over to his house. I went across the street at once.
Ive thought about it, he said, and even though I dont agree with what you did, and I think you should probably be punished for ripping off all those people, Im not going to tell anyone.
Thank you! Thank you so much! I gushed.
I mean, I dont think youd last five minutes in prison Petey, he joked. Youd definitely wind up being somebodys bitch! This was something that had crossed my mind too, and was of the main things that scared me about the whole prospect.
Youre right. I said, laughing. Im so grateful Shorty! Thank you so much.
But theres one condition&hellip, he said slyly, and the laughter died from my face. That beautiful young wife of yours&hellip, whats her name again?
Y&hellip,you mean Kelly?
Yehhhh he rasped. Kelly. Well&hellip,
What?
I want her to blow me.
&hellip,Blow you?
Yeh, you know, give me a blowjob. Suck my dick. Just one time. Thats the condition.
WHAT?!
Otherwise, I think I gotta tell&hellip,
You cant be serious?
But he was. Of course I told him to go fuck himself.
Hey bro, youre the one whos committed the crime here, not me, he said. Its your decision. If you prefer, Ill call the cops right now. Youll probably be in jail by the end of the month. What do I care?
You fucking pervert. Theres NO WAY thats happening! I yelled.
Think about it, he said. Ill give you 24 hours to give me an answer.
I stormed out of his house at that point. I was fuming. I couldnt believe how disgusting this little shit was. How dare he even suggest it. Fuck him. But after a few hours, I was starting to panic. What was I going to do if he wasnt bluffing? If he told anyone, I would go to jail for sure. And I had little doubt he was right I would indeed end up as somebodys bitch. The thought of going to jail terrified me.
Whats the matter baby? Kelly asked me as soon as she saw my face.
I ended up telling her what Shorty had said. She was horrified, as you can imagine.
Ugh!! Thats disgusting!
I know! I know! I replied. But&hellip, Kelly&hellip, what if he tells?
We didnt even sleep that night. We stayed up all night talking, shouting at each other, crying. Kelly was angry at me at first and screamed at me that there was no way she was doing it. Then I got angry and shouted that I wasnt asking her to, and that I was willing to go jail if I had to. Then we both started crying and held each other as we realized what that would mean. All our possessions would be seized. Wed be totally fucked. We talked about trying to run away, but I was sure Shorty would be on to that. Besides, how many times could I reinvent my identity, and all my capital was tied up in the house&hellip,
Finally, at about 5am the next morning, Kelly said to me Pete… If itll keep you out of jail, Ill do it. Itll be gross but Ill do it. Its just one blowjob right? How bad can it be?
And just like that, our fate was sealed.
…
As you can probably imagine, Shorty was thrilled when he heard the news. His raspy little laugh came down the phone line like a knife in my ear.
Hehehe. Thattaboy Petey! I knew youd come around.
Fuck you Shorty! I spat. What assurances do I have that you wont tell anyone if Kelly does this?
Ahh, dont sweat it bud. I promise. I aint gonna tell. Why would I? As long as Im getting some head, I dont mind what shit youve pulled! Hehehe.
When do you want to do this? I asked.
How about tomorrow night? My place at eight?
Fine I said. Kelly, who was watching me make the call, had tears in her eyes but was trying to hide them from me. I felt like such a heel. But I have to be in the room at all times. Thats a deal breaker.
Sure thing Petey, he rasped. Sure thing.
The next night, Shorty answered the door when we knocked with a huge grin on his face. He leered at Kelly as she stepped inside, his eyes darting over her beautiful face, the shape of her ass and thighs in her jeans and, of course, her ample chest.
Come on in baby, he sniggered.
He led us into his den and offered Kelly a drink. She said no. After that, he pretty much got straight down to business.
Ok. First get on your knees and beg for it like a whore!
A wave of pure despair washed over me when he said that. I couldnt quite believe this was happening.
You heard me hit your knees bitch!
The next thing I knew, I was watching my beautiful young wife kneel at the feet of this despicable little gnome of a man. This was it, I thought: the point of no return. I kept expecting Kelly to say she couldnt go through with it, but she didnt. She just knelt there in front of him as commanded, looking up at him. Even kneeling on the ground, she was way too tall, so Shorty ended up getting a little stool from somewhere and standing on it. I guess he must have used it for the prostitutes he hired, because it put his crotch perfect height to be level with Kellys face. There was already a sizeable bulge in his pants.
Take it out slut he commanded her coldly. It was sickening to hear him talk to my wife in this offensive way. But then again, I guess this whole thing was pretty sickening and offensive.
Obediently, Kelly pulled his pants down for him. His ass was weirdly fat compared to his midget legs, so it took her a little while to get them down over his backside and down to his knees. When she had&hellip, out came Shortys dick. It was huge. I couldnt believe it. The thing must have been eight or even nine inches long. Considering Shorty was only about three foot tall, thats pretty amazing. His cock was like a third leg or something. It would have been big on a normal guy it was certainly way bigger than mine but it looked even bigger in comparison to the rest of him. It was also incredibly fat, covered in thick purple veins and a number of verrucus warts. To be honest, I couldnt stop staring at the disgusting thing. It was freakishly large. And his balls were big too. Like two hairy plums.
Looking back on it, I guess Kelly must have been as amazed as me to see the size of Shortys junk, but at the time I didnt even notice her reaction.
Now suck!
I had tears in my eyes as I watched my wife put her beautiful mouth around Shortys monster cock. The head was like a great big mushroom, but it seemed to fit alright. Her lovely red lips were all around it. Shorty was grinning like an asshole. I dont think either of us could quite believe gorgeous Kelly was on her knees, blowing him like this.
He put one of his little hands on the back of her head to encourage her to take him deeper.
Mmm. Youre a lucky man Petey, he said to me. Damn! Your wife sure can suck a dick!
As if this horrorshow wasnt enough, the little fuck was now taunting me as he reduced my wife to this.
Please just get it over with, I said blandly.
As she blew him, Shorty kept pulling his dick out of Kellys mouth and holding it in front of her face, almost as if he was determined that she should have to look at it and marvel at the things size. Then he would ram it back down her throat and thrust at her head a bit, so his horrible hairy balls slapped her chin. It was so degrading. Yet I couldnt help looking at the thick angry cock pointing straight at my wifes face whenever he withdrew it. It was covered in her saliva with strands dripping down onto her chest below. The blowjob she was giving him sure was sloppy.
Suck it samore ya dumb bitch Shorty snickered, and then ran his boner all over her face, painting her with spit. I had tears streaming down my face by this point. Watching this scene unfold was a true nightmare for me.
After a few more minutes, Shorty gathered up Kellys soft, brown hair in his hands and started guiding my respectful wife up and down his massive midget dick in a slow steady rhythm. I still couldnt quite believe this was happening, but I didnt have a clue what to do to make it end. Each time he was filling her throat until she was making gagging sounds, then gliding back out until his putrid mushroom head was flush with her lips. His cock seemed to be growing harder by the minute.
At one point he yanked her head back and told her to keep her mouth open. Then he let a train of his spit drip from his tongue through her lips. It was repulsive. Yet all I could do was watch.
Soon, Kelly had found her rhythm and was bobbing up and down on Shortys cock without coaxing. Meanwhile, Shortys little midget hands were venturing south to busily explore her tits.
Take your bra off, baby, he said. Let these nipples breathe!
Kelly looked at me for approval, but I said nothing, so she obediently undid her top, took off her bra and gave Shorty full access to her bare breasts. Then she resumed sucking his dick while he groped her boobs with his horrible, stumpy little fingers, pawing and squeezing to his hearts content. His piggy little eyes flashed. It was clear he was getting very excited at how big they were (my wife did have really great tits).
What size? he demanded.
30 double d, Kelly responded, never letting his cock slip from her mouth.
Sweeeeeet!
I watched him take one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and pinch it hard. Then he did the same to the other one. Soon he was gripping both her nipples and rolling them back and forth between his fingers. I could see the way this was heading…
I want to suck on em! he suddenly announced.
The deal was just a blowjob Shorty! I could hear how pathetic my voice sounded.
He looked at me with a cruel grin.
Either I get your wifes funbags in my mouth or the deals off dipshit! Whats it going to be?
I couldnt even respond.
Thats exactly what I thought, he chuckled. Now stand up baby and feed me your milk jugs. Ill take the right one first, then when Im done with that one, Ill have a little nibble on the left! Got it? Hehehe!
Shorty jumped off his stool and opened his mouth expectantly like some horrible little animal waiting to be fed. Kelly had to stand in front of him, bend down and offer him her boob to suck, even guiding it into his mouth for him. It was so humiliating for her. I watched Shorty take her pink nipple greedily between his teeth and begin slurping away at it. He was really noisy and aggressive, like a ferocious little piranha. He looked like some horrible sort of demon baby, feeding on my beautiful wifes perfect breast.
Eventually, I snapped. The sight of this was too much for me. I literally couldnt watch any more. I had to rush out of the room and find the nearest bathroom. I felt like I wanted to be sick, although I was only able to dry retch into the bowl (which was disgusting by the way and smelt as if it had never been cleaned).
About ten minutes later I forced myself to go back into the room, for my wifes sake if nothing else. If she loved me enough to put herself through this, I thought, the least I could do was support her.
When I walked back in to the den, I got a shock. Kelly was now lying on her back on the floor, with Shorty on top of her. He had mounted her, with his grotesque, fat little legs straddling either side of her chest, and had his big, wet cock in between her boobs. He was tittie-fucking her, thrusting his cock back and forth manically in between them. He was even making her push her tits together to create a tighter little space for him to fuck into. It was an awful sight, but at least Kelly still had her skirt on, I thought.
Dont worry Petey! Shorty panted, leering at me as he saw I had returned. Im nearly finished with her now. Hehe!
I just stood there and watched as he approached orgasm. His ugly little ass was pumping obscenely. You could tell he was going to cum. He looked like a dog humping away. I should have shut my eyes or looked away or something, but for some reason I didnt. Instead, I watched the evil little fucker shoot a horse load of cum all over Kelly, coating her face, hair, and tits with the stuff. There was a hell of a lot of it. His spunk was really thick and gloopy, and he seemed to produce an ungodly amount for such a small man.
Afterwards, he made Kelly put his cock back in her mouth and clean it off. Then, finally, we were allowed to leave.
…
Four days later, I was in the house when the telephone rang.
Heyyyyyy Peteyyyyyy! It was Shorty. Hows it going, buddy?
What the fuck do you want? I spat back, enraged.
Woah, woah, woah. Whats got your panties in a twist?
Fuck you. I said. Youve got a nerve ringing this house after what you did. Just leave us alone you fucking asshole!
Gosh Pete, he chuckled down the phone. If you dont want to be a nice neighbor to me anymore just because your wife sucked my cock, then I understand&hellip,
FUCK! YOU!
In a way, it works out pretty well&hellip, cos I wont feel so bad now about calling up the Feds and ratting your ass out!
I felt liked Id just been hit in the face with a brick.
What are you talking about? I said quietly.
You heard me, he replied.
But&hellip, but you promised?
He just laughed. I think Ill call them up right now, bro. Since youre being such a jerk to me and everything. Its too bad. Youll probably be in County by the end of the month, probably with some niggers cock tearing up your ass! Haha. What do I care?
You cant do that! I was starting to panic now, That wasnt part of the deal!
What deal? he sneered down the phone.
The deal we had! I was pleading again now. You promised not to do anything if Kelly gave you a blowjob! She did it! She gave you one! You even fucked her tits! You cant do this!
Shorty just laughed his dirty little laugh down the phone at me. Then say sorry to me&hellip,
What?
You heard me. Apologize for the way you spoke to me just now.
I took a deep breath. Kelly had come into the room to see who I was talking to. This was so embarrassing. Alright, alright… Im sorry.
Call me sir when you say it.
Are you serious?
Call me sir you piece of shit!
I… I&hellip, Im sorry, sir.
Thats right. Now say: Im sorry for disrespecting you Shorty, sir. You are the man, while I am a worthless piece of shit. It will never happen again. Say it or youre going to jail buddyboy.
I tried to drop my voice a bit so Kelly couldnt hear. She was looking at me imploringly. Please dont make me say that Shorty&hellip,
Say it bitch!
Im ashamed to say that I stood there and repeated those humiliating words down the phone to him, even with my beautiful wife watching. Shorty laughed loudly to hear me do it.
Thats more like it, he sniggered.
I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute. It was at this moment I think I realized how truly fucked I was. This little bastard had no intention of letting me and Kelly go back to our normal lives. What he had over me was priceless. He was going to use it on me again and again. He was going to milk us for all we were worth! We were completely trapped.
Well&hellip, goodbye then Shorty.
Woah, woah! Not so fast Pete. You didnt even ask me why I called. Arent you going to ask me?
Uh&hellip, yes, sorry. Why&hellip, I mean, wh&hellip, what do you want?
&hellip,sir!
What do you want, sir?
Haha. Well, I dont mind telling you buddy, I have got a RAGING horn on right now. Ive been sitting here, thinking about those titties your wife has. Man! Those things are glorious.
I said nothing. I wanted to die.
I think I gotta get a second look at those warlocks, Petey. Why dont you have your wife come on over here and remind me?
No&hellip, Shorty… No I was close to tears now. Kelly was wide eyed. I dont know if shed heard him or not, but she could probably sense what was happening. It was written all over my face.
Are you deaf or something? Shorty growled. I said tell your wife to come over to my house right now.
No Shorty! Please dont do this!
Listen, Petey, I like you buddy, I like you a lot. Youre a good pal and I wouldnt want anything bad to happen to you bro, but if that bimbo isnt over here, on her knees, sucking on my horn in the next fifteen minutes, you are going to jail motherfucker, and I dont give a fuck how badly they gang rape you in there!
PLEASE Shorty&hellip, I croaked. There must be something else… PLEASE?!
Oh, and tell her to wear something nice and slutty too. That sexy underwear you got her last Christmas should do it. Something that shows off her jugs, yknow what I mean&hellip,.
20 minutes later, I was crying my eyes out as I watched poor, beautiful Kelly tottering across the drive to Shortys house in a pair of stilettos. How could I have let her go, you ask? How could she have agreed? I just dont know. She loved me I suppose, and was willing to do anything to keep me out of jail. I guess I was willing to let her.
Feeling sick and completely hating myself, I watched her ring the doorbell to Shortys house. He answered the door wearing only a pair of tight white underpants and smirking from ear to ear. He looked like an ugly, fat child. Even from across the street, I could see the huge bulge of his oversized cock in his tighty whities. It was so enormous in comparison to the rest of him.
Shorty didnt let Kelly in the house at first. He said something to her which I couldnt make out. To my horror though, she then started to take her clothes off, right there on his front doorstep. He was making her strip, in full view of the entire street (I prayed nobody was watching), treating her like one of his common hookers. I couldnt see Kellys face but I assumed she was crying. I sure was to see this. First her skirt, then her blouse had to go, until she was standing in Shortys front yard in her bra and panties and her heels. At that point, the little bastard let her in the house and shut the door behind her, leaving the rest of her clothes outside. Thank God for small mercies I suppose, but at least he didnt make her strip completely naked.
As you can imagine, I didnt feel all that good about myself that night. I stayed at the window for hours, just watching the house. Obviously I couldnt see anything, and that made it all the worse I think. Having to watch my beautiful young wife giving Shorty a blowjob had been worse than I could bear, but at least my imagination wasnt running rough shod as it was now. I couldnt stop imagining what he was doing to her. I could only hope and pray that it would stop at a blowjob.
After several hours however, Kelly hadnt come home. I thought about going over there, but I didnt want to make the situation any worse, so I just went to bed, although I couldnt sleep at all.
Finally, Kelly came home about 1am. I heard her come in and head straight for the shower. We didnt say a word to each other when she got into bed, but in the morning I asked her what had happened.
She said: Do you really want to know?
I said I did.
It had indeed been more than a blowjob a lot more. Kelly told me Shorty had made her fuck him. Not just once, but several times. Not only that, but the little bastard had refused to wear a condom and insisted on cumming in her pussy as well.
Im sorry Pete she kept saying. Im so, so, sorry.
END OF PART I
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