our problem in a nutshell






I had been married to Karen for eleven years when the story I am about to tell you began. We met when I was eighteen and she was twenty. I had always been a bit self-conscious about my rather small endowment but Karen loved me for me and my dick size didn’t matter to her.

After three months of dating and fucking like rabbits we made it legal and ended up with three lovely children within the first six years of marriage. I had never heard the word cuckold before, but I knew the thought of my beautiful wife being fucked by another man excited the hell out of me.

While Karen had been my first real girlfriend, I was not her first boyfriend. Although she would never talk about the dirty details, even though I would beg her to tell me, she had admitted to having a lot more sexual experience than me. It didn’t bother me that she was more experienced than me; it actually kind of excited me, knowing she had been fucked by quite a few other men before me.

After the birth of our third child, and my wife’s pussy being a bit looser than it had been when we met, I started to notice that most of the time during sex, although my dick was buried to the hilt, I was getting very little sensation. While at first I found it frustrating, once I started to fantasize that Karen had just been fucked by some other guy with a huge dick who had stretched her pussy apart just before I slipped into her, I would cum very quickly.

One night we were having one of our rare nights out together. Karen was looking fantastic in her bronze colored sparkly mini dress that accentuated her slim waist, womanly hips and her wonderful legs. The somewhat tight fitting blouse she had on showed off her lovely 36C boobs as well. We entered a local bar and as I went to the bar to order our drinks, Karen went off to find a seat.

Once I had our drinks I went over to join my wife. She was sitting on a bench seat with her legs crossed at the knee, seemingly unaware that her mini dress had risen quite a bit. As I sat I spotted John, one of our neighbors, and casual acquaintance that I sometimes played racquet ball with, sitting at a table across the way staring, quite openly actually, at my wife’s lovely crotch. My dick gave an almighty twitch and started to rise.

"You've got someone's attention." I said to her and nodded towards where John was sitting.

Once she realized what he was looking at she hastily tried to pull her skirt down, but before she reached the hem of her skirt I took her hand and said, "C’mon, poor John’s just split with his girlfriend and I bet he's really frustrated and lonely. Let him look if he wants, what’s the big deal."

She looked at me, "The big deal is you know I’m not wearing any panties under my skirt."

I gave an evil grin and said "I know, let him look, it’s not like he can see anything but I’m sure the view is getting him worked up." Her cheeks flushed at my suggestion but, surprisingly, she went along with it and did nothing more to try and cover herself.

After a few more drinks I said, "I dare you to open your legs and let John get a look at your pussy."

A bit tipsy now, she giggled and whispered "He hasn't taken his eyes off me for ages."

I prodded her to do it and with that, she slowly uncrossed her legs raising her knee slightly, which quite deliberately caused her skirt to rise even higher. I could see her pretty pussy from where I was sitting so I knew John could see it too. Without obviously looking at him, I could see that he was watching my wife intently and she knew it as well.

After a minute or two, he stood and went off in the direction of the washroom. "I bet he's pleasuring himself in there thinking about you." I whispered in her ear as soon as he had gone.

She slapped my leg and said "You pervert, we'd better go home before you get me in trouble." She was smiling when she said it and I could tell by the smile on her face that she had quite enjoyed flashing her pussy to another man.

Once we arrived home, we paid the babysitter, sent her on her way, checked on the kids and then headed to bed.

"Wow! That was so exciting tonight. Did you notice how after seeing your pussy, John had a big bulge in his pants when he went to the washroom?"

She was breathing heavily and said "Oh yes I noticed, and he looked huge!"

I knew she was horny thinking about what had happened and thinking about John’s cock, probably trying to imagine what it looked like. Both naked, I pulled the covers back and started to kiss and suck on her nipples and play with her clit.

She got wet quickly and when she was well worked up I said, "Do you think he's got a really big one?" Her breathing was becoming more ragged now and I knew she was close to orgasm, so I kept on talking. "Would you like to feel him filling you up with his big cock? Do you wonder how it would feel sliding in and out of your pussy?"

With those words I rammed three fingers in her and started finger fucking her fast and hard. Moments later, she had a huge orgasm, bigger than I had known for a long time.

As she calmed down a bit I slowly slid my 2 ½ inch fully erect dick into her sopping wet pussy. It was so wet I couldn't be sure whether I was in or not and said, "You’re so wet, can you feel me in you?" She said no and asked if I was hard yet.

After she said that, I started to f*** her really hard but I knew that I couldn’t really satisfy my wife with my little pecker and after she laughed and asked what I was trying to accomplish, I decided to throw caution to the wind and said, "I'm trying to imagine you being fucked by John."

She laughed. "Not a chance, you would get too jealous."

I found her choice of words interesting. She didn’t say she didn’t want to but rather inferred she wouldn’t because of my feelings. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about another man satisfying my wife with a big cock as I fucked her and was more turned on than I had been in a long time.

"Oh pleeease, I promise I won't get jealous, and you'd get to have a big cock for a change, one you can feel and that can satisfy you." She said no, pushed me off of her and told me she wasn’t going to cheat on her husband with another man.

"Oh pleeeaassse,” I practically begged, “You know my little dick doesn't do it for you...that`s why I always have to get you off by hand. I want you to do it for you, so you can feel pleasure from a cock instead of fingers and if not for yourself, do it for me. It will make me happy knowing you are finally being satisfied by a real man. I know you long for a big cock in you; just admit to me that you do."

"Alright, you asked for it!" She said with a girlish laugh, "Yes, I would love to feel a big cock in me again after all these years but I still don’t know if I could bring myself to have an affair and cheat on you."

I pleaded with her some more and told her it wouldn’t be cheating because I would know about it and was giving her permission to do it but she still refused.

I climbed over her and slid my dick back inside her pussy and began to f*** her again. "Can you feel that? Does it feel good?"

"Honey you know I love you and love being with you but you also know that I’ve not been able to really feel your dick in me for years." She replied.

"Then do it! Have sex with John or anyone and feel how it feels to get fucked again!" I pleaded.

"Fine, fine, I will try to seduce John the very next chance I get ok? Are you happy now?" She said laughing. My little dick exploded inside her when she said that, and then quickly went limp.

My orgasm that night was one of the best I had ever had, but as soon as I climbed off her and rolled over to go to sleep, I had a brief moment of doubt. Would she really do it or was she just telling me what I wanted to hear so I would finish and get off her? If she was serious, how would I feel when she went off to get fucked by another man? Would I really not be jealous?

In the early hours of the morning I half woke from my sleep and heard a slight vibration next to me and realized that Karen was pleasuring herself with a vibrator. I rolled over and slid my hand down to her crotch and took over rubbing her clit, as she fucked herself with her vibrator.

"You are really going to do it aren't you? Are you thinking about John’s big cock right now?"

She was breathing very heavily now and her stomach was heaving up and down rapidly. "Oh god! Yes!"

I didn’t know if she meant she was going to do it or if she was just thinking about John while she fucked herself so I asked and she told me she was talking about both.

"Are you sure?" I asked excited by her answer but wanting to make certain she really wanted to do it.

"Yes, I’m sure, you have convinced me." I knew my buddy would probably do it but I asked her if she thought he would. "Well if not John, then we could ask your friend Ian, he has been trying to get into my pants for years. Would you mind if it was Ian if John says no?" She asked.

"No I wouldn’t mind! He’s always bragging about how big his cock is when he talks about all the women he’s fucked. I think he would be a good second choice!"

"He does? How big does he say it is?" Karen asked, very intrigued.

"Well he says its 7 ½ inches."

Karen threw her head back and started fucking herself harder. "Oh God I’m cumming, yes, I’m cumming! Oh yes! Mmmmmmmmm.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... ahhhhhhhhhh.... uhhhhhhh!"

After the orgasm she just gave herself had subsided, something that I could never give her with my own dick, she took a minute and caught her breath, then turned her head to the side and looked at me.

"Is it really 7 ½ inches?" she asked. I told her that is what Ian had said and while I had seen him in the locker room before, I had no idea how big he really was when he was hard, but told her he was pretty big when soft.

She asked about John, knowing we played racquet ball sometimes and that I had also been in a locker room with him before. I told her that while I had obviously never seen his hard either, I did remember a conversation we had had when he was talking about some sex he had and during that conversation, had mentioned that his was 6 inches.

"I want Ian! I don’t want him as a second choice if John says no, I want his 7 ½ inches in me and if he says no, then I will go for John’s 6 incher. Is that ok honey?"

I leaned over and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Of course honey. I want you to have the biggest cock you want."

She kissed me back and rolled over. I was hard now, horny at the idea of my friend Ian fucking my wife. I took my little hard dick between the tips of two fingers and started to stroke it off. I came in about thirty seconds, rolled over and went to sleep.

Before I left to go for my morning jog, I kissed the wife on the cheek and told her to call Ian. The kids were there so I couldn’t say anything more but she knew what I was talking about!

As soon as I arrived back home, I asked if she had called and she nodded that she had. I pulled her gently by the arm into the next room. "What did he say?" I asked.

"Well at first he was shocked, and then he needed me to convince him that you were ok with it. I tried but he wants you to call him. He said if you confirm with him that you are in on it and it’s ok with you, and then he will do it." I grinned widely and without saying a word, dashed off to the bedroom to call Ian.

Once he answered, I explained why I was calling and he couldn’t seem to believe that this was for real and asked why I would want to let another man, let alone his friend, f*** his wife. I explained that I am not a grower and what he’s seen in the locker room is what I got and I am very small and can’t satisfy my wife. He asked how small is very small and I told him I was only 2 ½ inches when hard.

"Wow, I`m really sorry buddy, I guess I can sort of understand now why your wife wants to do this and why you are so agreeable to the idea," was his response.

I told him that I wanted her to be satisfied sexually because I loved her and wanted him to do it, because he is my friend and I trust him but also because he always bragged that he had a 7 ½ inch dick. I asked if that was true and he assured me that it was, adding that it was thick too. I asked if he would do this for us and he agreed, quite excitedly.

"Ian’s coming over on Friday." I whispered to my wife as I walked back into the other room.

This time it was my wife who grabbed me by the arm and took me into another room. She asked a bunch of questions all at once like when, where, how? I explained that he would be coming by to pick her up on Friday evening around 8 and then would take her back to his house, where he would f*** her with his big thick cock in his bed, while I stayed home and babysat the kids. I told her if she was having any second thoughts, now was the time to back out and I would understand.

"I’m gonna do it! Yes, I’m gonna do it, I don’t want to back out." She replied very excited by the idea now that it had all been set up to actually happen.

For the next week, my little dick was almost constantly hard and I tried to get laid by my wife on Tuesday night but she said she had a headache. The next morning when I woke she wasn’t in the bed. I got up and began to head to the en-suite bathroom, but stopped in my tracks when I heard her whispering, "Oh yes Ian, f*** me, f*** me!" and soon shuddering to a climax.

Although the door was closed, I knew she had been fucking herself with her dildo or vibrator and had cum thinking about another man’s cock in her instead of mine.

On the Thursday night, I was going insane with desire to f*** her and I tried to instigate some foreplay, kneeling beside her, stroking my dick while reaching over and rubbing her thigh, only to be told that she wasn’t in the mood and needed to get some sleep to be well rested for her planned encounter with Ian the next day. As she said it I came on her leg.

"Oh Christ honey! I bet Ian won’t lose control and cum on my leg, now go to sleep!"

Fat chance of that, my mind was in a maze thinking about what was about to happen in less than 24 hours.

All day at work on Friday, I found it difficult to concentrate, but somehow managed to get through the day. All the way home that night I was in a constant state of excitement and I wasn’t even the one who was going to get any sex.

As I walked in the door the children were in the living room watching TV and Karen was in the kitchen reheating my dinner. She disappeared soon after to get herself ready. When she came back an hour later, Karen looked fantastic, her hair and makeup perfect and wearing her sexy little black dress. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me for a long time, her tongue working its magic in my mouth.

As she broke the kiss she whispered in my ear, "Thank you for convincing me to do this darling, you are a wonderful loving husband."

I leaned into her ear and whispered, "You’re welcome honey. I just want you to be satisfied. Make sure you tell Ian to talk about how big his dick is while he’s fucking you. I love you." I gave her a kiss and she disappeared to the bathroom to give herself one final check in the mirror.

It was nearing the time Ian was to arrive so I walked my wife out to the driveway. We had arranged for her to meet Ian out there so that we wouldn’t have to explain to the kids why mommy was going out on a date with daddy’s best friend. As Ian pulled into the drive, I gave her a big kiss, shoving my tongue into her mouth. Ian actually got out and opened her car door for her, just like it was a real date or something.

As he closed it and turned to walk around the car, he put his hand on my shoulder. "Don’t worry buddy, I’ll take real good care of her for you. I guarantee you’ll both get what you want and that this time she will finally be satisfied after sex."

He gave his crotch a squeeze, flashed a smile and gave a wink. He walked around to the driver’s side and hopped in the car and I watched as my wife disappeared into the night to get fucked by my big-dicked best friend.

At a quarter to three in the morning I heard the front door quietly open and close and footsteps coming up the stairs. Karen entered the room without turning on the light, undressed and got into bed, and I immediately cuddled up to her.

"So tell me all about it. Did you have a good time?"

She lay there on her back and without looking at me said, "It was ok."

I told her to tell me more than it was just ok and that I wanted to hear all the dirty details. She told me that it was great, that his cock really was as big as he said it was and that he fucked her like she had never been fucked before.

I asked if he talked about how big his dick was while he fucked her and she said that he was just moaning loudly and telling her how wonderful her pussy felt around his cock but wasn't bragging about his size or anything, so she did as I asked and that he complied with the request, asking her if she liked his big cock in her and made her tell him how good it felt and how it was the biggest cock she had ever had in her.

She told me how he made her tell him that after having her husband’s little dick in her all those years that his cock made her feel like a virgin again, and confided in me that his big cock filled her up so much and stretched her so wide that she really did feel like it was her first time being fucked.

My little dick had grown hard listening to her and was pressing hard against her leg. I was hoping for a f*** myself after having jerked myself silly ever since the kids went to bed, thinking about the two of them fucking. I asked her if he had satisfied her and she laughed.

"Of course he did, how could he not with such a big dick?"

I asked if I could f*** her even though she said she had already been satisfied by Ian.

"Well I am a bit sore from Ian’s cock but you can try if you like."

I got between her legs to examine her pussy after my buddy had fucked her senseless. The smell of sex was stronger than I had ever noticed before and she was still dripping wet. I could smell a mixture of her wet pussy juices and my buddy’s meat. I gave her pussy a few flicks with my tongue and then mounted her and guided my dick into her hot pussy.

I could feel the wetness and heat of her pussy as I entered her but I didn’t really feel any sensations. My buddy had stretched and soaked her pussy with his big thick dick and that left it too wide for my little dick to feel much of anything. Strangely enough, it excited me knowing that my friend’s big cock had stretched her so wide that her pussy was now useless to my useless cock and I was being denied pleasure from my own wife’s pussy.

Even though I wasn’t feeling much, I fucked her fast and hard and Karen eventually blurted out, "Hurry up little man I’m tired and need to get some sleep. Ian wore me out."

As soon as she said that I shot my load into her.

As I pulled out and rolled off of her, I asked her if she wanted to sleep with Ian again and she told me that she did and he had already asked her to. I asked her what she said and she told me that she had said yes and quickly added, "Of course, only if that’s ok with you honey."

I hadn't had been this excited or had this much fun in years, so of course I said it was perfectly fine with me. She told me she thought I wouldn’t mind and that is why she had told him yes and then told me that Ian would be coming around that night to take her to his place, and that I would be babysitting again. I hadn’t expected it to be the very next night but I didn’t mind. The fact that she wanted his big cock again so soon made me ever hornier.

After that second night together, my buddy Ian started to come around three or four times a week to take my wife away and f*** her. This continued for the next two years with Ian fucking my wife about once a week as time went on.
She came home one night, after being with Ian, and told me that he had taken her for a few drinks before taking her to his place to f*** her and had introduced her to one of his friends named Tim. I didn’t know any of Ian’s other friends so didn’t know Tim. She said that Ian told her after they had fucked that his friend Tim had mentioned that he wouldn’t mind fucking her too. I asked if she meant like a threesome and she said no, it would be a one-on-one encounter and that Ian would not be present.
She told me that before even considering it, she asked Ian if Tim had a big dick too and he said that he didn’t know but got on the phone right away and called him, telling Tim that she wanted to know how big his cock was. She told me that Ian told her Tim had said it was big but didn’t give a size.
"Do you want to f*** him?" I asked.
"Well, he was very attractive and he apparently has a big dick, so yes, I kind of would like to have sex with him."
I told her that I wasn’t sure about the idea since I didn`t know the guy and she argued that she only slept with Ian that first time because I wanted her to and that she had done it just for me and that it wasn’t very fair of me to say I didn’t want her to sleep with Tim when it was something she really wanted to do, and wanted to do for her this time. I was still a bit leery on the idea, I didn’t know if I wanted or was comfortable with some stranger fucking my wife. She continued to give me a hard time about it and I reluctantly gave in to her wishes.
It was only two days after I agreed to let her have sex with Tim, that she got together with him and he fucked her. Just the night before, she had been fucked by Ian, for the third night in a row. I asked her to tell me about it and whether or not he had a big dick but she wouldn’t talk about it with me. She just said he was good too and was bigger than me which was all that should matter to me.
The two men shared my wife’s pussy and took turns fucking her each week.
Some six months later, Ian got married. When he first told me that he was getting hitched, I told him I hadn’t even known that he had a girlfriend all this time. He told me that he didn’t when he first started screwing my wife but even after he did, he continued to f*** my wife because he knew how much he satisfied her needs that weren’t being satisfied at home. Oh I knew he wasn’t being cruel or anything, he knew that I didn’t satisfy her because I told him so and that I had asked him to do it for me. He said now that he was married, he couldn’t and wouldn’t cheat on his wife but now that she had Tim to take care of her needs, he knew he was leaving her in good hands.
Tim continued to f*** my wife after Ian exited the picture. One night when I was trying to get some from her, she told me she couldn’t. I asked her what she meant by ‘couldn’t’ and she told me that Tim had forbidden her to have any other man’s cock inside her pussy except for his.
I thought she was joking at first, not necessarily that he didn’t say that but that she wasn’t seriously going to go along with it for real. I was her husband after all, not him and I have a literal right to f*** my own wife. I started to climb on top of her and she pushed me off.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
Karen sat up. "I’m just not in the mood, that’s all. But you can get me off with your fingers if you want." She said, taking my hand and placing in down on her c***.
I started to finger her as I jerked off. As soon as I came, she pulled my hand from her pussy and rolled over, not even having gotten off herself.
If I was lucky, Karen let me finger her or use her vibrator on her about once a month after that. Even that came to a halt after another couple of months. Frustrated, I demanded that Karen perform her wifely duties and let me f*** her. My demands were met with resistance and I reminded her that Tim had no right to forbid her from having sex with her husband and demanded to know why she kept refusing to have sex with me.
"Look honey, you were the one who wanted me to experience a big dick, not me, and now that I have, their big dicks have ruined yours for me. Truth be told your little dick does nothing for me. It's not just short, it's also very thin and it gives me nothing more than a slight tickle."
She went on and told me that while Tim’s dick wasn’t quite as big as Ian’s, at 6 ½ inches, it was so much bigger than mine and was almost as thick as her wrist. She then told me that she didn’t want to have any other man’s dick in her except for his, not because he said so, but because she loved having his cock in her and she loved him.
Karen and Tim moved in together a week later and we got divorced soon after. I would still see her after the divorce when she came by to visit the kids. She told me once that Tim had mentioned he would love to f*** my ex-wife in front of me while I was forced to just watch and manipulate my little cock while he drove her wild with his larger dick and brought her to total ecstasy and satisfaction. I gave her a sarcastic ‘ha-ha’ assuming she was just joking and trying to be cruel but she told me that he had really said that and that it was a serious offer. I politely declined the invitation.
A warning or perhaps a word of advice to any married guys with small dicks who are reading this story. If you have ever thought of or are perhaps thinking of asking your wife to experience the joys of a big penis, I would strongly advise against it.
I thought my marriage was happy and strong, even more so after my wife started fucking my big-dicked friend but let me tell you, through experience, once they get a taste of a big dick in them, no matter how much they love you, they will either cheat on you with others you don’t know about or leave you for that big dick. If they don’t, they probably won’t desire your small penis anymore and you will be delegated to only jerking off.
Just be happy with what you have and cherish your sex life together without bringing in a big cock to ‘spice things up.’



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