A Cuckold’s Dragon Lust: Watching My Wife Plundered by Dragons

I didn't think I would lose my wife while keeping her close, her heart and hand in mine. And yet, I did not lose her but our relationship changed in such a way that it's difficult to explain - not in the conventional way that husband and wife grow together, as a couple, either.

No, it was something very different to that. Very, very different indeed.

And it aws all down to the dragons. If those glorious creatures had not existed, my wife would surely still only warm my bed but, now, I more often warm the floor beside her bed while her lovers come and go, their passion rising while I was, pleasantly, forced to watch and wait and be denied my turn with the women I'd married. It shouldn't bring such a warm rise to me, a flush of pleasure, and, yet, it does. Some things I don't yet understand and neither do I want them explained to me in lieu of the experience.

This is where my story begins of a single, heartbreaking smile and dragon lust.