For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a fantasy of watching my wife with someone else. Although, it can be quite tricky business bringing another human being into your relationship. Zaleah and I, (yes, she’s white) have always considered ourselves to be of the adventurous variety. She knew back in college that I was a skirt chaser, and I knew that she not only liked the cock, but the pussy, too.
However, when the topic of bringing a woman into the mix came up, Zaleah was hesitant.
“Women can be…nasty to one another,” she said. Working as a nurse in the hospital, Zaleah got an every day smorgasbord of nastiness. “Besides, I don’t know how I would feel about you having sex with another woman.”
“So a man it is, then?” I asked.
“Do you mind?”
And truly, I didn’t. I wasn’t the jealous type.
Zaleah is a beautiful woman, and I caught men and women alike checking her out. Allow me to describe her a little. Zaleah has long, wavy brown hair past her shoulder blades, a killer curvy, thick body and D-cup sized tits.
After going over people we knew, including a few she worked with, we decided it was best to find someone and someplace far enough away to try this out. We found a Married, but looking website, created a profile and began to whittle down the candidates as they came in. After about a month’s worth of searching, we finally decided on a man named Eddie down in Tennessee.
Now, Eddie is a former Marine, very much your alpha male and car enthusiast. He said that he would be down in Pigeon Forge for the Fall Run car show, and he’d like to see us. We video chatted during the course of that summer, Zaleah talked to him personally on the phone, and from the way she blushed, I could tell he was saying naughty and disgusting things to her.
One thing about Eddie, though: he wasn’t open to a threesome. Apparently, in the past, he had bad experiences with those.
“Before you guys settle on me, I just want to put this out there, you know – and I don’t mean to sound like a dick – but once the action starts, I don’t want to hear any talking from you, Derrick.”
“Talking from me? What do you mean?”
“Well, in my experience, husbands like to ask a lot of stupid questions. How’s his dick taste? Do you like sucking on it? Is his dick bigger than mine? Just a bunch of stupid questions that really take away from the moment, you know?”
“You don’t mind me being in the room? You just don’t want me to say anything, right?”
“Right. And like I said, I don’t mean to sound like a dick, but she’s sucking my dick and not yours. She has my dick in her pussy, not yours. I mean, one guy I was cuckolding, pissed me off so bad the first time, I forced him out of the room and locked the door! And he kept banging on the door, so I came inside her!”
“Wow!” was all I could say.
“Yeah! I don’t fuck around!”
“Do you… always cum inside the… women?” Zaleah asked. I could tell she was getting a little embarrassed.
“I’ll cum wherever you want me to,” he said. “If you guys decide you want me to cum on her belly or face or something, I’ll cum there. But if in the course of having sex, she changes her mind and wants me to cum inside her, I’ll cum inside of her. I’ve got no problem with that.”
“And what if the husband doesn’t want you to?”
“I still do it! Look, the reason why men come to me to fuck their wives is because I know how to do it. Not saying they don’t, but I fuck them the right way! They may have one orgasm with their husband, but with me, they have five! Women want me to fuck them time after time because I have a big dick and I touch places in their pussies their husbands can’t.”
“How big is your dick?” Zaleah asked.
“I haven’t shown you yet?” he asked surprised. He pulled the phone away from his body and a monstrous cock filled the screen. It was straight as a preacher’s alibi, whereas mine has a little curve to it.
“Oh, good lord!” Zaleah said, amazed.
“Yeah. So now you guys know that I’m not fucking around. And I don’t like the husbands to get naked. Sorry, I’m just a little homophobic about that.”
“No, it’s fine,” I said.
Actually, I didn’t know what to think. Eddie had shown his true dominant side. And what started out as a threesome opportunity, had just turned into a straight-out cuckold.
“Hey, Derrick, you mind if I borrow Zaleah for a while. I want to talk to her alone.”
“No. I need to step out for a smoke anyway.”
Grabbing my pack of cigarettes, I stepped outside and watched from the living room window. To my surprise, Zaleah set the laptop down on the coffee table, stripped naked, and began playing with herself.
Why couldn’t they have done this with me there? What was he saying to her? Had I just been trained?
Eddie was a very confident, attractive man and was forthright about what he wanted. If we decided on him, it seemed as though I was in a no-win situation. If I pissed him off, he came inside of her. If in the course of sex, Zaleah changed her mind, he came inside of her.
He had bent the rules in his favor.
He and Zaleah spent about ten minutes masturbating together before I was “allowed” in. My dick was hard and she had cum all over the couch. Before he ended the call, he gave us a list of references to rundown before we made our final decision. He was the only one we talked to who did that.
“I can see you’re horny now, Derrick. Now go fuck your wife!”
I closed the laptop. And I did.