Im sitting here in a rundown efficiencey apartment writeing this to tell you and hopefully warn you about
the dangers of this life style..how it can turn out just like your most extreme fantasy. and also how incredibly loneley
it is to have your dreams come to fruition. first of all im not some fat piggy cuck or cross dresser.
im well built and have been told by quite a few that im an attractive guy.
I don’t suck cock
And am in no way gay. although I have eaten my love out after she made love to another. I did that not to taste him on her
But more to make myself more subservient to her.
Anyways I won’t bore you with the same boy meets girl story that so many of these tales feature. I won’t go into the redundant
Nonsense of a misplaced password to a cuck site somehow found by a wife who is taken to the idea of betraying her man in bed
Within the week. no, my story is not redundant. My story is very real and unfortunately very sad.
And so we begin.
Heather and I had been married for three years. She was hot. She was petite. She weighed all of 120 pounds and has beautiful
Glossy chestnut hair...imp not going to go into measurements...use your imagination. We got into cuckolding simply as a game.
I was open to the idea from the beginning and so was she due to both of our sordid pasts which had included some group play.
I was in love and of course being a bit of a sub on the inside had told her from the beginning that one of my fantasies
Was being cucked. She did get the fantasy. She understood how I could be a tough guy on the outside and her little bitch
In the bedroom. She "got" what subspace was and how the shame and humiliation of cuckolding was a turn on.
When she would go on a date I felt the sadness and the shame that I was letting the love of my life share herself with
Another but then she returned and we made love slowly and tenderly. She would softly whisper into my ear how I had to go
Slowly, that she was sore. I would gently suckle her clit as she moaned quietly and when she came. Then I would kneel in
Front of her and she would "talk mean" to me while I rubbed myself in front of her.
She was very imaginative and learned very quickly the right things to
Say that would ensure my orgasm.
And when I was ready I would ask her where I could come. Sometimes on her feet and sometimes on her tender
Swollen lips and sometimes she would lead me by my cock into the bathroom and have me cum in the toilette. She would then
Kiss me passionately as she flushed my seed. As things progressed into our second year, I noticed a change in myself as
Well as her. Me, I enjoyed our sex life immeasurably, but I continuously found myself masturbating to more and more
Degrading scenarios when we were apart. When I told her of these she obliged but on the other hand I believe started to
Resent the inevitable conclusion...me on my knees on the bed and her sitting cross legged gently pinching my nipples watching
I masturbate again. She said everything and anything but at the end of it I started to notice a pensive faraway look in
Her eyes. And one night I’ll never forget she came home. But instead of making love to her like normal I kissed her and
Immediately assumed my normal position. She sighed and started pinching my nipples. But said nothing as I started to stroke
Myself. She just softly kissed my chest and said nothing. "Baby" I asked. "Yes" she answered. "Will you look at me?"
Yes she said and looked into my eyes. She had an almost sad look in her eyes. "Will you talk mean to me? I asked.
"What do you want me to say?”Well did you have a good time tonight? I asked...more like moaned actually. "Yes" she said
"Did you cum?" I asked. “Yes baby I came many times like always" Baby, Is my penis ugly?" "Honestly sugar, it is she
Replied. I think they fucked it up somehow when they circumcised you"
"And baby, do you think imp a loser? She sighed a little then and said "Yes baby I do, baby, your a loser your mother
Wouldn’t even love you anymore if she had any idea what kind of man you really are, and if my mother knew she would probably
Want me to leave you." I was very close now. "Are you going to leave me someday heather"? I asked.
"Yes baby I am" she said and with that I exploded. Only this time she moved her feet and I came in buckets on our bed.
And it was in that moment that I lost her without even realizing it.
More to come
the dangers of this life style..how it can turn out just like your most extreme fantasy. and also how incredibly loneley
it is to have your dreams come to fruition. first of all im not some fat piggy cuck or cross dresser.
im well built and have been told by quite a few that im an attractive guy.
I don’t suck cock
And am in no way gay. although I have eaten my love out after she made love to another. I did that not to taste him on her
But more to make myself more subservient to her.
Anyways I won’t bore you with the same boy meets girl story that so many of these tales feature. I won’t go into the redundant
Nonsense of a misplaced password to a cuck site somehow found by a wife who is taken to the idea of betraying her man in bed
Within the week. no, my story is not redundant. My story is very real and unfortunately very sad.
And so we begin.
Heather and I had been married for three years. She was hot. She was petite. She weighed all of 120 pounds and has beautiful
Glossy chestnut hair...imp not going to go into measurements...use your imagination. We got into cuckolding simply as a game.
I was open to the idea from the beginning and so was she due to both of our sordid pasts which had included some group play.
I was in love and of course being a bit of a sub on the inside had told her from the beginning that one of my fantasies
Was being cucked. She did get the fantasy. She understood how I could be a tough guy on the outside and her little bitch
In the bedroom. She "got" what subspace was and how the shame and humiliation of cuckolding was a turn on.
When she would go on a date I felt the sadness and the shame that I was letting the love of my life share herself with
Another but then she returned and we made love slowly and tenderly. She would softly whisper into my ear how I had to go
Slowly, that she was sore. I would gently suckle her clit as she moaned quietly and when she came. Then I would kneel in
Front of her and she would "talk mean" to me while I rubbed myself in front of her.
She was very imaginative and learned very quickly the right things to
Say that would ensure my orgasm.
And when I was ready I would ask her where I could come. Sometimes on her feet and sometimes on her tender
Swollen lips and sometimes she would lead me by my cock into the bathroom and have me cum in the toilette. She would then
Kiss me passionately as she flushed my seed. As things progressed into our second year, I noticed a change in myself as
Well as her. Me, I enjoyed our sex life immeasurably, but I continuously found myself masturbating to more and more
Degrading scenarios when we were apart. When I told her of these she obliged but on the other hand I believe started to
Resent the inevitable conclusion...me on my knees on the bed and her sitting cross legged gently pinching my nipples watching
I masturbate again. She said everything and anything but at the end of it I started to notice a pensive faraway look in
Her eyes. And one night I’ll never forget she came home. But instead of making love to her like normal I kissed her and
Immediately assumed my normal position. She sighed and started pinching my nipples. But said nothing as I started to stroke
Myself. She just softly kissed my chest and said nothing. "Baby" I asked. "Yes" she answered. "Will you look at me?"
Yes she said and looked into my eyes. She had an almost sad look in her eyes. "Will you talk mean to me? I asked.
"What do you want me to say?”Well did you have a good time tonight? I asked...more like moaned actually. "Yes" she said
"Did you cum?" I asked. “Yes baby I came many times like always" Baby, Is my penis ugly?" "Honestly sugar, it is she
Replied. I think they fucked it up somehow when they circumcised you"
"And baby, do you think imp a loser? She sighed a little then and said "Yes baby I do, baby, your a loser your mother
Wouldn’t even love you anymore if she had any idea what kind of man you really are, and if my mother knew she would probably
Want me to leave you." I was very close now. "Are you going to leave me someday heather"? I asked.
"Yes baby I am" she said and with that I exploded. Only this time she moved her feet and I came in buckets on our bed.
And it was in that moment that I lost her without even realizing it.
More to come
