My wife, Megan, and I have been married almost fourteen years. We married young, in our early twenties, after having dated since high school. Neither of us had ever been with anyone else and I took her virginity on her 18th birthday.
She has kept herself very fit over the years and looks as beautiful as the day we met. She has short blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Although her breast are on the small side at 34a, they look very nice on her petite frame. I'm a little over six feet and try to keep myself in relatively good condition and for the most part have succeeded with only a slight amount of extra baggage around the mid-section. Overall, I'm satisfied with my body, although I have always wished that I was a little larger in the endowment area as I'm sure many men do. My wife and I have a very good sex life and my wife insists that my 5 inch cock is enough for her.
To keep things interesting over the years, we've shared our fantasies with each other and even acted out a few of the tamer ones. One thing that always turned me on was if she would say things to try to humiliate me during sex. At first, she didn't like to do it, but sometimes she really got into it. The other big fantasy that I had was to see her with another man. A few times, I was lucky enough to get her to work another man into her humiliation talk during sex and that really got me off, such as she'd tell me how much better a fantasy lover was than me or saying how much she wanted another man. I'm not really sure why I like the humiliation part of it, but I did and that's all that mattered.
A few weeks ago, we had just finished a rather rigorous round of sex during which we had fantasized about her being with another man. She had had a very intense orgasm and was basking in the afterglow when I asked her if she was interested in trying another man for real. She balked at the idea, but I pressed the issue, saying that I was really all for it. After all, since she'd never been with someone else, wouldn't she like to try it, just to see how different it was? She said she'd think about it and that was enough to make me hard again and we went at it a second time. We didn't talk at all, but I know the idea was in both of our minds and it didn't take long for us both to have a second great orgasm.
It was three days later when I brought up the subject again. We were just getting ready for bed when I asked if she had thought about it. She said she had and decided that she would be willing to give it a try, but ONLY if I agreed to her rules. Everything would be done exactly as she said or she wouldn't go through with it at all. Once the wheels were put in motion, I couldn't back out or she'd find a way to punish me that I wouldn't like. She said that she would combine my two fantasies and make this in the ultimate humiliation for me and I'd get to watch her with another man. Although the "ultimate" humiliation scared me, I agreed. She told me that we would do it the next day--a Saturday.
The next morning, my wife started by shaving all my pubic hair off. She told me that was the beginning of what should be a very fun day. She handed me an envelope and told me not to open it until I finished my workout at the Y. I went there every Saturday morning. She said that I should open it in the locker room after my shower. I did my usual routine and showered, filled with excitement over what the envelope might hold. I must say it shocked me, but I did as it said.
First, I watched a few men in the shower. When one that suited my needs came out, I approached him. I said, "Excuse me, sir, but may I speak to you for a moment?" The man was still completely naked and I was wearing just a pair of underwear. I pulled out a piece of paper and read aloud to the man:
"My name is James and my wife has sent me hear this morning on a mission. I have been watching you in the shower, checking out the size of your cock." The man looked at me very oddly and took a step back. I stopped him and continued, "My wife, Megan, has told me that my cock is too small to satisfy her and I am here to find a real man that can fill her pussy up and satisfy her in bed for once. I only have a boy's dick, so my wife keeps it looking that way." I pulled my underwear down to reveal my cock. I must tell you that my 5 inch hard on is small, but limp, my cock is tiny at just over 1 1/2 inches. "As you can see, I do not have an adequate cock to satisfy a woman, so I am asking you if you would be willing to fuck my wife properly for me. Here," I handed him several nude pictures of my wife from the envelope. "These are pictures of my wife. I hope you will agree to fuck her for me."
The man studied the pictures and looked at me, "Are you serious?"
"Yes. My wife needs a man and I am here to find her one."
"Hell, yeah, I'll fuck her."
"She asks that you do three things. One, sign this letter to prove that I asked you in the appropriate manner. Two, sign your favorite picture, to prove that you have seen them. And three, put a nickname of your choice above my penis, to show that I have displayed my small penis for you." I handed the man a black magic marker.
"This is really fucked up," he said. "But if that's all it takes to get to fuck that babe, no problem." He quickly signed the paper, a picture, and in bold letters wrote "DINKY DICK" where my pubic hair once was.
We dressed and he followed me in his car to our house. As we walked in, Megan met us at the door, wearing a very revealing teddie that left little to the imagination. It was little more than three small triangles of material covering her pussy and nipples, connected by lace and gauze. It looked outstanding.
I said, "This is my wife, Megan. Please, sir, fuck my wife for me."
He grinned, "Hello, Megan. Is this for real?"
"Definitely. For once, I'm going to have a real man's cock inside me," she turned to me. "Take your clothes off." So, standing in the front foyer, I stripped naked. Looking at my new label, she uttered, "Perfect. Dinky is what it is, so Dinky is who you are. Let's go upstairs."
The three of us heading up to our bedroom. Obviously, my wife was not going to waste any time. Once there, she said, "Dinky, please unwrap my new lover, so I can see if you have done your job properly."
I pulled off his shirt and then unzipped his jeans and pulled them off. The bulge in his shorts showed that he was very appreciative of what he was seeing in my wife. I paused for a moment, then grasped the waistband of his underwear and pulled them out and over his hard cock. It was even bigger than I expected now that it was hard. I pulled his shorts off and he stood there naked. When I turned around my wife was holding a ruler. "Measure it, Dinky. Let's see how you two compare."
I took the ruler and held it along side his hard cock. "It says 8 1/2 inches."