I am straight. But I have developed this urge to see a well-hung man satisfy my wife. I don’t know where it started, but it is now a very real and pressing urge. And in my state of arousal, I would do anything which satisfies the two of them together.

My name is Kamal and my wife's name is Luvena. Luvena had a fling in college with an idiot named Jesal, and even now she wonders what she saw in the chap. Yes, he was able to bring her to an orgasm with his fingers alone, and both of them indulged in a lot of oral sex, even though it never went as far as having an actual intercourse. But she kinda repents having been associated with a guy who only addressed her physical needs.

However, as our life progressed, I became obsessed with dreaming of them having sex. One thing led to another and Luvena became aware of what my desires were. In order to make me confess all of those, so that I don't go back on them, she used a night of love-making in a smart way.

While we were making out and I was in my state of ecstasy, she suddenly mentioned that Jesal's dick was bigger than mine, and he used it in a better way than I did. She had never had intercourse with him, and I should have seen through that. But in my state of arousal at that point in time, the veracity did not strike me. I just nodded and acted as if it didn't matter. But deep down, it brought heightened excitement in me. My mind-reader wife figured that out, and whispered erotically 'So are you happy that his dick is better than yours or are you jealous'?

I could not say anything, even as she looked at me straight in my eye while I was trying to continue our intercourse.

“Say it out honestly - or as a punishment, you will be deprived of all the joys of sex for the next one week,” snapped Luvena. “Now tell me - didn't you like listening to the fact that he is bigger - and better'

'Yes,' I said.

Thwack - she slapped me - and ordered me to spell it out fully with his name.

"Yes," I said again. "I loved listening to the fact that Jesal is bigger and better than me in bed."

She immediately quipped "Not only in bed, but Jesal was better on the beach, in the car and at my house. His body and his heat could do things to me that no one else can. Not even you."

I went wild, and she could sense it and pressed home the advantage.

"Tell me more Kamal,” she pushed. “Tell me all that you want to hear from me about him."

I could barely control my excitement, and even if one part of my sane mind was urging me not to, I could not avoid continuing.

"I want to see the two of you completely naked in our bed, with him locked with you in a deep kiss, your hands roaming over his bare back, and you have complete satisfaction and ecstasy on your face," I confessed. Deep down, I knew it was an honest confession.

"When I do that, I will be that excited, you can be sure, coz unlike you, he is big and much more well-endowed," exclaimed my slut wife in my right ear.

I am lean, and am probably six inches when hard. By no means extremely well hung, and thus I could believe her when she said so.

"Now, tell me more. What else would you want to hear from me or see with me. And do not hide things," Luvena said in almost a shrill tone. 

By now, I was so excited that I even starting mentioning things that would be humiliating for a guy in normalcy. 

"While you two are spooned with each other, I want to hear you tell Jesal how much you enjoy the moment with him, and how wonderful it is to be with a stud like him compared to your own husband,” I confessed. I really wanted her to enjoy with him and was hoping that he would be ten times better than me. 

"And?" pushed my slut wife

"And then I want him to kiss you all over, to clutch and press all your parts, to give you love marks and to ravage you like never before,” said I.

Thwackkk - that slap again - "Say his name, will you," ordered Luvena. She had reached a point where she was doing this as much for herself as for me. 

I went on, "I want Jesal to fuck you so well, that you cry out in ecstasy and joy, and have an evening like never before."

By now, Luvena was grunting, with her eyes closed, thinking about him. Even though she repents having been with such a loser boyfriend, the physical aspects of the relationship still excite her at times, and this was one of those moments. 

She blurted out, in honesty I think and not to humiliate me “Fuck me Jes, I love the feeling of you on top of me and having you thick cock sliding inside of me. And while I am not on pills, I want you to flood my pussy with your semen. Fuck me Jes. Aarrrrrgghhhhhhh."

I could sense that it was my wife's turn now to experience ecstasy, and I started saying things about Jesal that might excite her. "I want to see you two having a sweaty, messy time. And I want to hear you shout while you are having the intercourse about how he can satisfy you in ways that I never can."

"Of course he can. And say his name," shouted Luvena.

I could not hold back and screamed, "I want Jesal to fuck you bareback without the condom, and come inside you, and for you to scream about how you want him to feel you and fuck you every single day of your life. And then I want to go ahead and worship Jesal and thank him for giving you such a wonderful time." At that point of time, if Jesal was there, I would have really worshipped him for giving us the ecstasy we were experiencing then.

By this time, she has already come thrice, and was in Jesal land all along. She bunched up her pelvis, and came hard for the fourth time as I came inside her. We don't plan to have kids, and therefore ejaculating inside her is taboo, but I don’t think either of us was in a state to argue against it. Post the session, I slept in her arms peacefully knowing she was satisfied, and she slept off (maybe excitedly) thinking of the possibilities that lay ahead.