This is a story of a couple agreeing to try some unusual sexual therapy to overcome a physical problem the wife has. Technically it is a cuckold story, but not an ordinary one. If you are offended by this subject matter, please read no further and spare your negative comments.

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As a husband one of the most erotic sights must be that of one's wife laid naked on the bed, face down with legs spread and her furry furrow clearly visible. The icing on the cake as far as this scene is concerned, is when she has clearly matted pubic hair and a trickle of white pearly spunk oozing from her slit. She has the look of a content and well fucked woman!

But suppose the person that had just fucked her was not you, and that the spunk slowly dripping from her womanhood was not yours? The growing pool of wetness on the sheets beneath her sex, the result of sex with another man?

A month on and this vision is still fresh in my mind as I mull over the news my wife has just given me. News that is not entirely surprising, but which nonetheless has left me empty and sad. In order to explain these events, I need to back track a few months and share an unusual story.

Rachael, my wife is like me 36 years old. She is a leggy brunette who despite the birth of our son some six years ago, has retained a slender and lithe body, thanks to daily workouts that include running and swimming. I am James and we met in our mid-twenties and were married at 27. Our son John was born three years later.

The process by which John came into the world was somewhat tortuous and thereby lays the nub of this story. I have a short but unusually fat penis. At full erection it is only 5 inches long but is 2inches in diameter. Since we didn't have sex before we married (due to Rachael's religious beliefs), we only found out when we consummated the marriage that Rachael had difficulty in taking my fat penis comfortably into her vagina.

This meant that sex was uncomfortable for her and even painful and so intercourse was not a regular part of our marriage. Somehow, I got her pregnant and she delivered our son by C section.

After he was born and as the months rolled by, Rachel made it plain that she didn't want the discomfort of sex with me on a regular basis. I was allowed to bring her off with my hands, but very seldom got to enter her. The only exceptions were when she had got drunk and the drink dulled the pain!

This of course was less than satisfactory and so we consulted a specialist who proscribed various techniques and artificial aids to hep stretch her vagina. Sadly, none of these really worked and she suffered when I tried to make love to her.

One night after another failed attempt at sex, I shouted at her "why don't we find a man with a long thin penis, since I can't satisfy you?"

"What, you must be joking" said Rachael, "I'm a married woman, I can't just fuck another man, it wouldn't be right."

"Suppose I gave you my blessing, and suppose it was done to see if you can enjoy sex with a thinner penis though? It might help to reduce your subconscious stress around sex with me."

There was silence and then Rachael said, "do you think so, I mean would it be possible, where could we find someone who could help on a nonsexual basis?"

As it happened, I had already had a conversation with a doctor at the clinic we had been attending. He said that he knew of a man who had helped another couple with a similar problem and that he could put us in touch if we wanted. At the time I had dismissed the idea, but now I felt my cock stirring as the image of my lovely faithful wife lying back with legs spread and being taken by another man coursed around my brain.

"I know someone" I said, "the clinic recommended him."

"Did they" said my wife, "well I suppose if they know him, he must be ok?"

"I could make arrangements if you like, but I can't promise if it will help things."

"Look James" she said to me, "things can't go on this way, can they? I haven't had proper sex for years and as for an orgasm during sex, well..."

This hurt me, but she was right, we couldn't ignore the problem. So, I told her I would make arrangements for when she wasn't on her period.

The man in question was called Simon. I arranged to meet him in a bar. When he arrived, he was not what I expected at all. He was probably six feet two tall and well built, his muscular arms bulging in his short-sleeved top. He had longish unkempt hair and looked a bit like a hobo!

"Pleased to meet you James" he said, "do you want to tell me about your problem and how you think I may be able to help?"

So, over the next half hour I outlined Rachael's problem and he listened carefully. When I had finished, he said "yes, I think I could help. I did a similar thing for another couple. I do have some rules however and we would have to make it like a business contract." He then passed me a sheet of paper with a long list of points. "Take that with you and read it carefully. If you are still interested give me a call. It was good to meet you James."

As I sat with the paper in one hand, Simon got up and left. I scanned the agreements and realised that the way it was written was indeed like a business arrangement. Although I didn't read all of the points, I felt that this guy must be above board, else why go to this length? When I got home, I explained how the meeting had gone. I started to show Rachael the contract, but she merely said, "It sounds ok to me James, just sign it and give him a call." She seemed a little too eager for my liking, but perhaps that was not surprising.

And so, the next day I found myself calling Simon and telling him that we would like him to help us out. I must admit that phrase did stick in my throat, since agreeing with another man that he could fuck my wife was a little strange. Simon asked about his terms and I told him they were fine. In retrospect I should have checked them more thoroughly but then hindsight is a wonderful thing. He asked when my wife would be off her period and I told him and so we agreed a date.

The build up to the fateful day was terrible (at least for me). Rachael was less stressed and on the day itself, spent several hours getting ready. This consisted of a long bath, neatly trimming her pubic hair, painting her toenails and generally making herself look wonderful. When I questioned why she was going to all this trouble for what was supposed to be a type of the****utic arrangement, she just brushed it off saying she had to look good or he might not want to help her at all!

Anyway, eventfully the doorbell chimed, and I let Simon in. He was all smiles and seemed friendly. We chatted whilst we waited for Rachael. When she appeared, I was gobsmacked. She was dressed as if for a date! She had a short black cocktail dress, her highest 'fuck me' heels which were white strappy things. These accentuated her long shapely legs and showcased her lovely painted toenails.

I could tell that Simon was impressed as well. "It's not often people go to such lengths you know, but if I may say so you look absolutely stunning Rachael." My wife blushed as I realised that they hadn't been introduced and so I did the necessary. Instead of a handshake, Simon approached my wife took her in his arms and staring into her eyes promptly kissed her! I'm not sure who was more shocked Rachael or me, but when he stepped back, she had a dreamy look on her face.

"Sorry" Simon said, "I hope I wasn't too forward, but I like to test the water before I start, just to help get in the mood."

Rachael didn't reply so I said "No that's alright Simon, I was just a bit shocked. I haven't seen another man kiss my wife."

Simon looked at me surprised, "haven't you James, well you are in for a treat today then." He didn't elaborate, but went to ask me if we were ready to start and if I had got things ready? I looked surprised, but just nodded dumbly.

Simon took my wife by the hand and said "Shall we? Let's move to the bedroom and see if we can't help with your ah, problem."

Rachael hesitated as if in a trance, but then looked up at Simon and said in a soft voice, "yes, ok I think I am ready." With that they started walking to the door and up the stairs.

"Show me the way Rachael." I could hear raised voices up the stairs and followed them up.

"What's up?" I asked.

Rachael said, "Simon wants to use our bedroom, but you and I agreed that it would be the spare room." This was true, since we didn't want my wife to be 'unfaithful' in our bed.

Simon however wasn't having any of it. "Sorry folks, but this works best if Rachael is relaxed and in her own bed. Believe me I have done this before."

I looked at my wife and shrugged. "I don't suppose it really matters" I said.

Rachael looked at me surprised and then said, "If it's all right with my husband, then its ok with me."

"Excellent" replied Simon, "shall we?" Rachael hesitated and then walked into our bedroom and at that moment I knew that whatever Simon was going to offer would happen.

Once in our bedroom, Simon looked around. "Where's the empty chair?" he asked.

"What, I er what empty chair" I asked.

"Oh dear" Simon replied, "don't tell me you didn't read the contract small print?"

"Well, yes, that is not in detail" I replied.

"I see ", was Simon's terse reply. "Well you better get the chair now and oh yes some rope or cord."

"Rope, why on earth would we need rope?" I replied.

"Just get it please" Simon demanded. I looked confused but went off to fetch the items. When I returned, they were sitting on the bed chatting like old friends.

"Right" said Simon looking at me, "now strip off and sit on the chair."

"Pardon" I said, "you want me to get naked as well?"

"Yes, that's right" said Simon, "but you would have known that if you had read the contract."

I hesitated and then Rachael said, "Just do it James and hurry up please."

I was so embarrassed as I got undressed in front of a stranger, but when I was naked James said, "right now sit in the chair." I noticed that he angled the chair so that it faced the bed and I realised that he wanted me to watch them!

I sat in the chair and Simon moved behind me. Before I could speak, he had grabbed my arms and pulled them behind the chair. I could feel him binding them with the rope and then he moved to my legs. Once he had secured me, he said "there that should do. I do this because sometimes the whole episode can become too much for the husband and they try and interfere. This way I can give your wife want she wants without that risk."

As I sat there bound to the chair, I realised that I should have read the contract after all. I also wondered what else was written down that I hadn't read!

I didn't have time to dwell on this however as Simon had got Rachael on her feet and was gazing at her. He reached out for her and once again pulled her close for a kiss. This time my wife acquiesced straight away, and I could see their tongues fencing with each other as they kissed with some passion. Simon moved his hands behind her and unclasped her dress which fell to the floor with a swish and left her standing in her high heels, thong and lacy bra. Rachael moved to take these last items of clothing off as well, but Simon stopped her saying "no Rachael please leave those on, you look so sexy dressed like that."

As he was talking Simon started to strip off and when he pulled his boxer shorts down, both my wife and me were staring at what was going to be displayed. And then there it was, a long and I do mean long, easily nine inches of penis. But it was slim and not fat like mine. I was amazed that a man could have such a long penis without the girth, but Simon had. I noticed that my wife was also staring with open mouth at what this man had to offer. At what would soon be between her legs!

"There" said Simon, "this is what you call a long slim penis or even thin penis, but it has its uses for ladies like you." As he said this he advanced toward my wife and taking her in his arms he looked into her eyes and kissed her. And I mean really kissed her, just as I do. They were like man and wife! My wife responded and showed no shame of behaving in such a manner! Their tongues duelled and I just sat and watched the spectacle unfold.

As they kissed, I noticed that Simon was walking my wife backward to the bed and as her legs made contact she tipped backward and fell before him. She unashamedly spread her legs to show him what he was going to be sampling and I could tell she was eager to get on with her so called therapy! Simon however had other ideas and kneeling on the bed, took hold of her legs and spreading them even more, dipped his head down to her now very wet labia. Without hesitating he dipped his head down and did something I had never done, or to be more exact was never allowed to do.

The fact that his tongue had made contact with the open sex of my wife was evident from the loud sigh and moan that filled the room. Much to my surprise however she made no attempt to stop this stranger doing what I had been denied all these years. Instead she looked down at Simon and gasped "oh yes Simon, lick me just there, yes, oh my god that feels so good." With that she laid back and let her this man start to tease her with his tongue. The effect was remarkable. My normally demure wife started to thrash around as Simon's tongue licked and flicked her most sensitive parts and it wasn't long before she started to moan and gasp as her orgasm approached.

I was so jealous that this virtual stranger had managed to get between her legs to felate my wife and then doubly so because he was bringing her to a quick and intense orgasm. Suddenly the room was filled with Rachael's sobs as she screamed out her orgasm. "Oh yes Simon, just there, you are making me, oh, I yes now... cumming." And then as I watched fascinated, my wife raised her midriff off the bed and grabbed Simon's head as she had what seemed to me the biggest and most intense orgasm that I had seen.

As she calmed down, Simon sat back on his heels looking pleased with himself. Even in the dim light I could see his face glistening with a mixture of his saliva and Rachael's juices. As for my wife she laid back with her hair cascading all over the pillow with a satisfied look on her face. As I watched Simon slowly moved up and across Rachael until he was fully across her and then taking her head in his hands stared into her eyes and leant down to kiss her. There was no hesitation as my wife kissed him back, kissed the man that has just given her the best orgasm of her life! They seemed to kiss for ages, with open mouths and tongues entwined.

Eventually Simon said, "Ok it's time for the main event, time to get you over the problem you seem to have. I think you should be relaxed, and your vagina should be too. Put me in Rachael."

There was a silence and then a "what, do what Simon?"

"I said put my cock into you Rachael, its time."

Again, a silence and then "yes of course, let me pass you a condom."

"Oh no, no, no, my dear, I don't use condoms, but you would know that if you had read the contract. You have read it haven't you?"

"What, er, well sort of, that is only briefly."

"Oh dear Rachael, I'm sorry but I never use condoms, so its take me bare or I go home. I am clean and have the certificates to prove it."

I felt compelled to speak, "I'm sorry Simon, but there has obviously been a mistake. That is, we should have read the contract fully. Much as I would like you to continue, Rachael isn't on the pill and so we can't risk you having unprotected sex with her."

"I understand" said Simon, "is that what you want Rachael?"

There was a hesitation and then a trembling in her voice as my wife said "no, that is I do want you to make love to me. What I mean is, help me out and so yes you can have me bare, but please promise to pull out before you come. Promise me that at least."

"Ok Rachael, but I will do my best." This last comment could have more than one meaning and I was just about to object when Simon said again, "Right Rachael, let's try again. Take my cock and put me in."

And so, I watched helpless as my wife gingerly took hold of this stranger's long penis and brought it into contact with her sodden sex. She easily located her open slit and then released him as Simon started a slow rocking motion. In and out multiple times, each time advancing a little further into her tight cunt. When he had about half of his cock in, he stopped and asked, "are you ok Rachael, is it too painful, should I stop?"

"No, it's ok so far" replied my wife, "please continue but take it slowly, alright?"

"Yes of course, I want you fully relaxed so that you can both take my full cock, but more importantly enjoy this."

That last comment puzzled me, as this guy was supposed to be helping my wife get used to intercourse again. This was not supposed to be a particularly enjoyable experience for either of them, although I suspected that Simon was definitely enjoying himself.

After another ten minutes of slow rocking, I heard Simon sigh and Rachael gasp. "There" said Simon, "you've taken me all, every inch!"

"Really" said Rachael in a husky voice, "have I got all that, I mean all your penis into me?"

"Yes, I have got my whole cock into you. Now we need to get you used to pain free love making. Are you ready?"

"Oh yes, more than ready. I want to enjoy sex again. Please show me how."

I noticed Simon smiled at that last remark and then started to thrust in and out of my wife. Now however he was being more purposeful and was starting to be what I would have called rough. If it had been me, my wife would have told me to stop by now, but not Simon. Her head was lolling around on the pillow as this man we barely knew made love to her with increasing passion.

Before long the room was filled with sighs and whimpers coming from Rachael and the sound level rose and rose. I knew that she was being brought to orgasm by this man and I was not sure how I felt about it. Yes, I wanted her to have pain free sex, but to see her pleasured like this, being stimulated by the action of a cock alone, hell even I had never brought her off with just my cock.

As I pondered this, Rachael suddenly sobbed loudly and then thrashed about as she climaxed in spectacular fashion. I noticed that her hands were gripping Simons arms as she climaxed and I could see she was leaving marks on his skin, such was the intensity of her orgasm.

"My, my, you are a little hottie, aren't you?" mused Simon as he looked down at my wife. For her part Rachael looked slightly embarrassed by what had happened, but Simon was quick to reassure her.

"It's OK Rachael, I wanted you to have an orgasm, it's all part of having enjoyable sex. You want to be able to do that don't you?"

"Yes, I do" replied my wife, "it's just that the sensations, the way I felt then, well I haven't ever felt like that before."

I noticed that Simon turned to me with a slight smirk on his face. "Well James, it seems that your wife is able to orgasm whilst having sex. We will see how she manages with prolonged intercourse now."

And so Simon started to gently rock his cock in and out of my wife once again. And after a few minutes he again started to become rougher and more forceful with her. I became aware that Rachael was making soft 'uh uh' sounds in time to his thrusts and looking at her face I could see no signs of pain or distress. In fact, if I wasn't mistaken, she appeared to be building toward a second orgasm, something that she had never done with me before. Her sighs and moans became louder and the room was suddenly full of her shrieks and lo and behold she came off again. Clawing and grasping at Simon as he fucked her right through her orgasm.

Rachael looked like a rag doll as she gradually came down from her orgasm. She looked up at this stranger who had been the cause of her unexpected pleasure and smiled.

"I take it you enjoyed that Rachael?" Simon asked as he held himself up on his arms and stared down at the contented wife.

"Oh yes" replied Rachael, "I didn't know I was capable of having an orgasm induced by intercourse anymore."

"You mean a fuck induced orgasm, don't you" laughed Simon.

"What, well.. yes I suppose I do. I thought those days were long gone, but now I know that I can enjoy penetrative sex again."

"Well yes, of course you can. It's all about technique and patience. Your husband needs to get you in the mood and receptive to sex. Perhaps he doesn't do that anymore?"

"No, not so often, normally it has been stick it in and thrust away, with no thought to my enjoyment."

Turning to me Simon said "there you are James; it is possible for your wife to enjoy sex. You just need to be a considerate lover."

As I mulled these words over, I noticed that Simon had begun thrusting again. I tried to think of something to add to the conversation but was struck by the spectacle in front of me. Rachael had moved her arms and legs around Simon and was now pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts. It was obvious that Simon wasn't done with my wife yet. In fact, I realised that he hadn't come yet and that set another worrying train of thought off in my head. They weren't using any protection!

Neither Simon nor my wife seemed bothered by this as Simon increased his pace until he was banging into her with a large slapping noise each time their flesh met. My wife who had by now put her legs around Simons heaving buttocks, appeared to be moving toward yet another orgasm. Her moans were increasing and just when I thought she would come again, Simon stopped thrusting and holding himself up on his arms stared into my wife's eyes.

"Rachael, I'm nearly there, where do you want my spunk?"

There was a pause and then I thought I had misheard as in a whisper my wife said, "in me."

"What was that Rachael, I didn't hear?"

"In me, you can come in me."

"Are you sure Rachael. After all you are not protected against pregnancy?"

I was amazed when in my reply my wife said:

"It's alright Simon, you deserve to come in me. You have given me such a wonderful time that you deserve all I have to give."

Simon turned to me and smiled. "This is why I had you tied in a chair. You see some husbands get upset when I unleash the wild side of their wives. Just as I have done with Rachael."

"Please don't" was all I could say.

"Sorry James, but I always give my clients want they want."

As he said this he turned back to Rachael and said, "I'm going to fill you so full of spunk, I haven't come for nearly two weeks, and now you will get the benefit."

For her part Rachael could only manage to give a weak "yes" in response and Simon resumed his thrusting. After a few more savage thrusts he leaned down and kissed my wife full on the lips, whilst saying "here it comes."

The loud satisfied groan that Simon emitted as he let fly the first volley of his spunk into my fertile and unprotected wife, is burned into my memory. So are the soft loving responses that my wife gave in return as she was mated by this accomplished man. I counted nine or ten thrusts of his muscular bum which no doubt, were accompanied by nine or ten jets of spunk being fired into my wife. I sat with a dry mouth and pounding heart as I tried to make sense of what had just occurred. Looking at the pair in front of me they were now holding each other and were whispering sweet nothings to each other.

If I thought that Simon would climb off my wife quickly, I was mistaken. He must have stayed with his cock imbedded in her for some ten or fifteen minutes. Then he kissed her again and lifted himself off the bed and gathered his clothes.

"Well I hope I have been of help to you both. Rachael, you make sure that James takes time with you in future and I'm sure you will be able to take his wide but short cock. And James, I hope you have seen how to please your wife now? Sorry about having to tie you up, I'm sure Rachael will untie you when you are ready? I will send you my bill in due course. Now I will say goodbye to you both."

And with that he was gone. I sat open mouthed whilst Rachael untied me and then headed for the shower. It wasn't until she reappeared that she apologised to me for getting so carried away.

"Why did you respond to him like that" I asked "and why on earth did you let him come inside you? You know you aren't protected."

Rachael hung her head and replied softly; "I don't know James. He made me feel like I haven't before. It's as if he lit a fire inside me and then I burned out of control. I never meant to allow it to go that far but then I got carried away. I am sorry, I really am."

We sat in silence as we both were lost in our own thoughts. The quiet was broken by my wife.

"Do you still love me James? I mean can you forgive me?"

Good questions. Both of them. But the answer was yes. Of course, I did. How could I not?

"Yes, my love" I replied, "I always will."

"Even if I'm pregnant?"

Now that was another question. And you know I had no answer to that one!