After lurking for quite a while and reading a lot of stories and experiences here I decided to share the start of my cuckold journey. Requests for photos will be summarily ignored.
The first step towards cuckoldry started during my time as a student. After my mandatory military service, I started to study. My wife Sasha, at that time she was my girlfriend, went to university on the other side of the country. We didn’t see each other often but were really in love with each other. (We still are.) The times with my buddies could get pretty wild and Sasha was a hot girl at university, so she wasn’t living in a nunnery either. After both of us had a brush with unfaithfulness/ cheating because of the damn long distance relationship, we decided to try an open relationship.
At the time we had lots of fun. I finished my studies and got a job near Sasha’s city and we moved in together. We switched to a monogamous lifestyle and had a pretty vanilla sex life for a while. After some time I got a new job that required a lot of travel though, so we were right back where we started. We tried to make it work, which it did. However after Sasha finished her studies, she got a very travel intensive job too.
While being monogamous worked while only one of us was out of town frequently, both of us having unpredictable schedules did not work for us. We were engaged by that time. An open relationship had worked for us before, so we revived our arrangement.
On a certain level I always was turned on by the thought of Sasha being with another man. I always wanted to watch her being fucked by someone else. Of course I experienced jealousy, anger and felt humiliation at the fact, that I wanted to see my girl being fucked to exhaustion by someone else. But it also aroused me more than I was willing to admit to anyone. While I had an occasional hook-up far more often I masturbated furiously to the thought of Sasha fucking someone else. I never had the nerve to actually tell her about it though.
Things changed though when I wanted to surprise Sasha and returned from a work trip early. I was walking through the backyard, planing to enter the house through the terrace door there. It was through the living room windows, that I got my first glimpse of what was going on. Sasha had a hook-up over. One of her occasional hook-ups was a friend of ours, who knew we had an open relationship. It was this friend, Chaz, that stood in my living room leaning against the glass terrace door with his back and his pants down.
Sasha was kneeling in front of him and sucking him off. Apparently Sasha had dropped down and started to service his manhood. Actually seeing how Sasha was kneeling in front of another man, made me freeze in my tracks. I am fit, but am built more like a runner. (Running is my main workout.) Chaz however was of a herculean build. (He still is.) Seeing my love kneeling in front of this big guy, subserviently licking his cock was the most arousing thing I had ever seen.
Yes, I know it will sound stereotypical, but his equipment was big and bigger than my average sized manhood. Being turned on by seeing Sasha like that and working enthusiastically on Chaz’s huge bone also summoned a gut wrenching feeling of shame. I did want to watch further, but did not want to be seen spying on them. Partly for fear they would stop and partly out of shame. So I kept looking through the window like a peeping tom, as my Sasha kept sucking and blowing Chaz. What really amazed me how much of Chaz’s length Sasha could take into her mouth.
Sasha unbuttoned her blouse, while kneeling in front of Chaz and continuing to suck him off. That was when Chaz pulled Sasha up and they kissed, while Sasha kept jerking his manmeat. Chaz pushed her against the terrace door. Then he knelt down behind her, pulled up her skirt and licked Sasha’s lower lips. She was not wearing any panties, probably in preparation for Chaz’s visit.
The sounds I could hear were dampened but the window was tilted and so I clearly could hear Sasha moan in delight. I had made her produce the same sounds man time’s before, but it was someone else doing it this time around. Chaz kept licking and massaging her intimate area until Sasha shuddered a little, moaned loudly and clearly had her first climax before Chaz had even started to really have sex with her. I couldn’t hold onto myself anymore and got out my own manhood and started stroking it.
Meanwhile Chaz had taken of the remainder of his clothes and started doing Sasha from behind. She was still bent over and steadying herself against the glass door. While Chaz was sticking his cock into Sasha’s wet slit, he grabbed and massaged her exposed breasts. Sasha had never stopped making sounds of pleasure. With Chaz practically ramming into her and roughly fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples, she had become even more vocal about her pleasure. Seeing my friend take my Sasha bareback and with so much force was highly erotic to me.
Chaz pressed Sasha up against the glass. She was standing up now, sandwiched between the door and Chaz. He had one of his hands on her clit and with the other one he puller head up and backwards by her neck. All that while fucking her relentlessly from behind. Due to height difference and the force behind Chaz’s motion Sasha was forced to stand on her toes. Her hands were fruitlessly trying to claw into the glass of the door.
I don’t can tell how often Sasha orgasmed, while being fucked like that. I had and have no problems making Sasha climax when we are together, but being worked over by Chaz had made her climax at least twice in the span of maybe ten minutes.
Chaz pulled out of Sasha took a step back and lifted her up, after she had turned around. She locked her legs behind Chaz and Chaz pushed her up against the glass door again. He fucked and I really mean fucked, because it is the only way to describe his animalistic force, up against the door. Sasha had become increasingly more loud as the scenes had played out. She was downright screaming in pleasure now. As before against the glass, her finger dug themselves into Chaz’s muscular back.
That was when I noticed, Sasha was looking right at me through the window. She had noticed, while Chaz was lifting her up like that. I had been stroking myself slowly to the sight that unfolded in front of me. But with Sasha having seen me in my voyeuristic moment, I stroked myself faster and faster. I could tell Sasha enjoyed being watched by me just as much as I enjoyed watching, as she was even louder now.
It didn’t take long for Sasha and me to work up to our climaxes. Chaz was not far behind either, non the wiser that I was watching. While Sasha was still lost in passion and I was cleaning myself up, Chaz came inside Sasha.
After that Sasha ushered out Chaz through the front. We had a long talk and I finally came clean about my cuckold tendencies. A few days and many hours of talking later Chaz officially became our bull and I officially was a cuckold.
Since then we have done a lot of the cuckold staples and a few more unique, but I don’t do chastity or bisexual stuff. If there is interest I can share more.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9n1vu6/how_i_became_a_cuckold_and_my_first_experience
Have you given any thought to your motives? What sorts of psychological benefits do you derive from watching your lover get fucked by other people? Do you feel shame? Or do you end up feeling righteous and justified in a resentment? I only ask because I’ve been reflecting on my own desires, and I’m stuck between narratives.
Yes please!!!
Please tell us more about those unique steps.
I am not into the humiliation aspect, but I get very turned on by my wife having sex with another guy. The fantasy was OK, but it took a long time before the eroticism overpowered the jealousy.
Wow
There is plenty of interest. More please!