Kathy was in a blissful state. The sexy redhead lay exhausted in bed with her legs splayed open and her battered, gaping cum-filled pussy fully exposed. She just had her most incredible sexual experience, and her body was still tingling.
Her husband Gary was sitting in a chair near the bed and staring at her with a look of envy and disbelief. Another man had given his wife the fucking of her lifetime, satisfying her in a way he never could imagine. It wasn't supposed to be this way. It was meant to be an experience the two of them shared and enjoyed together.
Gary suffered the humiliation of not only seeing his wife so thoroughly pleased by another man, this other man had taunted and physically punished him. And Gary didn't, actually couldn't do anything about it. Moreover, finding himself in this predicament was his own doing. He had held this fantasy of seeing his wife with another man.
Kathy was 5-foot-8 and had a body women envied and men lusted after. She had 38D breasts, a 25-inch waist and a shapely, hard ass. Why any man would want to share her with another was beyond belief. But it was something Gary wanted, and you know what they say, be careful what you wish for.
Here's how it all started:
After a strenuous workout at the gym, Gary hopped in the shower and was bathing himself when he saw a man he'd never seen at the gym before step into the shower. What struck Gary was the sheer size of this black man. Gary was not a small man, as he was 6-1 and weighed 190 pounds. But the dark-skinned man dwarfed him as he stood 6-foot-7, and was very fit. He looked as if he could be a small forward on a pro basketball team. When Gary took a look at the man's crotch area, he saw a dangling, thick monster of a penis. It had to be at least eight inches long, and it was in a flaccid state.
Gary couldn't stop stealing glances at the man's penis, and embarrassingly, he found his own dick getting hard. Gary tried to hide his 5-inch erection from the man, but was unsuccessful in doing so. The man saw Gary's aroused state and started chuckling before stepping out of the shower.
Gary eventually finished his shower and was putting on his clothes. The other man was getting dressed three lockers down. He looked over at Gary and asked him, "You get that thing to go down yet?"
"What?" Gary asked.
The man laughed and said, "Man, I saw you checking my stuff out. You probably ain't never seen anything like it and you got excited. You ain't the first man who's had that reaction, and you won't be the last. Just admit it."
Gary, stumbling for a response, said, "I'm not gay, if that's what you're thinking."
The man responded, "Never said you were. You just saw my dick and a lot of thoughts and fantasies immediately went through your head, right?"
Gary dipped his head and didn't say a word.
The man extended his hand to Gary and introduced himself as Dave. After the handshake, Dave laughed triumphantly and left the locker room. Gary was humbled, knowing Dave had seen right through him so quickly and easily.
The gym incident was stuck in Gary's mind on his drive home and throughout dinner with Kathy that evening. What struck Gary was how Dave didn't come off as arrogant or, no pun intended, cocky when he laid out the facts to him. Dave's matter-of-fact tone had Gary wondering just how many times Dave had this conversation with other men.
That night, while making love with Kathy, thoughts of Dave fucking his wife began flashing into Gary's head. He became more vigorous and forceful with Kathy. Not that she was complaining, but Kathy noticed how Gary was more aroused than usual and asked what had gotten into him. Gary played dumb and said he just felt more energetic tonight.
Two days later, Gary again saw Dave in the gym, and they both showered at the same time. Again, Gary got aroused. This time, Dave didn't say a word about it and went about his business. Later that night, Gary was thinking about Dave's cock while having sex with Kathy.
Kathy again told Gary how much more amorous he had been. She said she liked how more aggressive he's been in bed lately, and wondered what was on his mind. She asked if he was thinking of another woman.
"Oh no, no, not another woman," he said, quickly shooting down that notion.
"OK, so what's got you so excited lately?" she asked. "Be honest."
Gary stumbled and searched for the right words. He felt whatever came out of his mouth might strip him of his masculinity in his wife's mind.
"Well, um, when I was taking a shower at the gym, this black dude walked in and let me tell you, he was big all over," Gary said softly.
"Big all over, huh," Kathy quipped. "You mean, he has a big..."
"That's exactly what I'm saying," Gary interrupted. "This guy is a lot bigger soft than I am when I'm hard. He caught me looking at it, and he saw my dick get hard. And then when we were dressing he talked to me about it, telling me how he knew erotic thoughts and fantasies were in my head when I looked at it. That was fucking embarrassing. But he was right."
Kathy laughed softly, which drew a nasty look from Gary.
"Since we're being very truthful, exactly what were you thinking about when we were fucking?" Kathy asked.
"I was pretending to be him when I fucked you," he shot back. "I got images in my head of him giving it to you like you'd never had it before."
"Oh...wow...um...I had no idea," Kathy stammered. "That's quite a fantasy I must say. Is that the first time you've ever thought of me with another man?"
"It is," he replied. "I've thought about you doing it with another woman lots of times, but never with another guy, let alone a black man."
"I wonder if you'd have the same feelings if the man with the big penis was white," Kathy pondered. "Is it simply the stereotype of the black man with a big cock that gets to you?"
Then, with a slight chuckle, she quipped, "Maybe you just have big penis envy."
"Whatever," Gary said before rolling over to go to sleep.
When he woke up the next morning, Gary wondered if his admission had changed the way his wife sees him. Did she respect him a little less, he worried.
"Morning babe," Kathy said before giving him a kiss. "It was an interesting night, I'd say. How ya feeling?"
"I'm good...I guess I got a lot off my chest," Gary said. "You OK?"
She nodded her head and shot him a smile. As they were leaving for work, Kathy got in a little dig at Gary, "Don't forget to hit the gym today." Gary rolled his eyes and headed out.
As the weeks went by Dave and Gary became friendlier toward each other. They'd spot each other when lifting free weights. Dave would give Gary tips about how strenuous he should be on particular machines. They got to the point to where they'd go out for the occasional beer after working out.
Gary learned that Dave, who was 31, made his living as a newspaper reporter and that he'd read several of his stories in the local press. Gary, 37, was an engineer for the city government. Dave was single but didn't lack for female company. He had action all over town but was very discreet. When the two would be out for a beer, Gary noticed how woman of all races gravitated toward Dave.
"Damn dude, women always seem to be all over you...you're probably getting too much pussy," Gary joked. "You're one lucky hombre."
"I guess, but I wouldn't mind being with someone on a steady basis," Dave said. "I'm not getting any younger, you know."
"Judging by what I see, you could have your pick," Gary said.
A few weeks later, Gary finally felt comfortable enough to admit to Dave he was right about how thoughts of his cock and certain fantasies flashed into his mind. He said when he's with his wife, he pretends to be Dave and the sex gets better for him.
"That's not unusual...sometimes guys just need a little extra motivation," Dave told Gary. "Some guys do something about fantasies, and some guys just let it stay a fantasy."
"What do you mean when you say do something about it?" Gary asked.
Dave explained how some guys get off on seeing their wives or girlfriends with another man, usually one who's well-endowed and try to convince their wives to go along with it, to fulfill that fantasy.
"And you've been the fantasy man, right," Gary said.
Dave informed him that he has, but he warned that afterward things are never really the same for the man and his wife or girlfriend.
"It's a slippery slope," Dave said. "So if that's something you're considering, think long and hard about it."
Gary and Kathy were in bed one night when he broached the subject. He asked her if she ever fantasized about other men. She said of course she has, but it was famous people like Brad Pitt, Cole Hauser, Tim McGraw and Idris Alba.
Idris Alba was the name that caught his attention.
"Idris Alba? He's black," Gary said.
"True, but he's sexy as fuck...I'll bet every woman has had an Idris Alba fantasy at some point," Kathy said.
"So, you'd be willing to fuck a black guy, huh?" Gary asked.
"That black man, yes, others, probably not," she shot back. "So, where are you going with this?"
He said he's got nothing in mind...he was just curious about what or who she thinks about when she's fantasizing. The wheels were now spinning in his head. He had planted the seed in her mind, now he had to go about convincing her to live out his dream.
Gary invited Dave over one afternoon to watch football. He figured they'd put some burgers on the grill, drink a few beers and enjoy the action. What he really wanted was for Kathy to get her first look at Dave to see if there was an attraction. Kathy had invited her friend Charlotte over that afternoon to do a little gossiping and to enjoy some wine.
Charlotte arrived first. She was a 5-foot-4 blonde whose body was not as voluptuous as Kathy's but she turned a lot of heads when she walked down the street. Today she was rocking a pair of tight yoga pants, a loose-fitting UC Davis t-shirt and a plain white baseball cap. Kathy wore a pair of jeans and a polo shirt, and her long red hair was flowing midway down her back. She and Kathy went to the back patio. Dave came about a half-hour later. Gary called for Kathy to come meet his friend. She and Charlotte came into the living room, and Charlotte squealed, "Oh my god, Dave."
"Charlotte, fancy meeting you here," Dave said, towering over the group. "So you know these two?"
"They've been friends of mine for years," Charlotte said. "I didn't know you knew Gary and Kathy."
"Well, I've only met Gary...I haven't had the pleasure of meeting Kathy yet. Hi, I'm Dave," he said, extending his hand.
