I love my wife but I love seeing her with bigger, stronger males, how they tower over me, dominating me, pushing me, the weak, cuckold husband aside. Because who wants me crawling around their feet, getting in the way? No, all they want to do is move over her, lips brushing, passion rising, their lust coming to the forefront while I, as always, remain in the background.
But my wife, indeed, has deeper inclinations still for studs rippling with scales - dragons, in fact, that could overpower a man as quick as they like. They know I'm no threat to them and I kiss their feet as they give my wife what my small package simply cannot, adoration in every breath I offer to them.
I wouldn't do without them - not while my wife, Mia, lets me watch. I think she likes it too.
This is my story of watching my wife with the most dominant dragon of them all.