How I transformed from a timid and shy wife to a confident, cuckolding, wife! [F]

So, I am constantly asked and DM’d by women who want to hear my beginning story. The how and the why part of my lifestyle. They always look for advice and I love giving it to them! So I figured, I would start at the beginning and share my life story from when I started to cuckold my husband! I will try to make it as sexy as possible but I want to get all the details right! One last thing. This story is addressed to all the ladies who are or have ever been in my shoes. Please, make yourselves happy.

I was just a normal cooperate house wife. I left home after graduating high school early at 16. I studied cooperate management and business administration in college and soon found myself working for a few start ups at just 19 years old. I lived and breathed that white collar lifestyle. I grew up in a very very religious house hold, which ended up pushing me away from organized religion. I was taught that anything to do with a woman’s happiness was inherently a sin. But when I was 14 and I was in a jacuzzi late at night alone and when I turned on the jets (like any economically conservative teen would do in a rich hotel) I felt some thing. I was told it was naughty to have those feelings, but why did it feel. So. Fucking. Good? From that moment on I knew it was time for me to hurry through high school and live my life free!

In college, I was a shy and timid girl. I still loved my shower head like any respectable young girl, but didn’t do much aside from that. I had a few boyfriends, but they were just free meals to me. I wanted to be an independent woman! I worked my way up and ended up getting hired on at a large Fortune 500 company as their head management. I had made it! Or so 24 year old me had thought.

I ended up meeting my husband shortly after this. He was a handsome engineer type who worked at a local start up designing apps and such for the company. We hit it off, fell in love, and soon I was standing in front of him and saying “I do” in front of our friends and family. Sure, I had a fun life but after three kids, we stopped having “sex” if you can call him on top for 2 minutes, cum then sleep “sex”. I felt nothing for this man in my house. He was a great dad and treated me well, both our salaries made it possible to live a very wealthy and full life, but I was empty. I was quiet and I knew I would never move up in any company.

I was at my breaking point. My husband was diagnosed with low testosterone and ED and he has no desire for sex. So I did something that I do not regret. I cheated. I let another man become so emotionally involved in me that I allowed him to bed with me. It was one of the best nights of my life! I felt freed. I felt like everything that was holding me back was finally let go. When his cum hit my face, I knew that I was a strong women. I was irritable. Men think that cum on a woman’s face is a sign of their power, but in reality it’s a sign of their weakness. And I craved that!

After this, I knew I could tell my husband. But I also knew that I couldn’t hide my new self. So I have him an ultimatum. I needed something. He could give it to me or he can leave and I will get it anyways. He offered to let me have whatever I wanted but he wanted to watch whenever he could. It was from that moment that I realized how in love with my husband I was. He gave the ultimate sacrifice for me. He trusted me and cared for me enough he would support me getting my needs taken care of.

After this I began my hunt. I would meet guys at local bars and clubs and then soon we would have a romp in a hotel room. Things got dangerous quick because I didn’t know what I was doing. This lead to a few mishaps but I learned a bunch. Now I make guys go on two dates before we can fuck. This way I can feel them out and it tests their loyalty to me.

This leads me into one of my biggest problems. My guys would always flake. Back when I first started I would only see white guys. I would never open my mind to anything more, until one guy named Jared came into my life. Jared talked with me and Jared is the reason of my success. Jared was the first guy to ever bring me a gift. Jared had a very small penis. He talked the talked but could not walk the walk. I was disappointed. Not that I was a size queen yet, I just honestly could not feel him. Then he sent me a package. It said “Mal, I am so sorry. I hope this makes up for my short comings” and I open it and it was the largest black dildo I have ever seen.

I was so against it at first. I couldn’t believe he would send me something so disgusting and so dirty. But then one day, I was sexually frustrated and I saw the back sitting in the corner of the room. I decided to try it. And oh my god. Did I ever try it.

The thing was so massive. I couldn’t even fit it around my mouth. The more I licked its rosey brown head the wetter I became. My fingers fondled my breasts. Teased my nipples as I stuck the dick to the shower door. I forced the cock into my mouth and I focused on pulling my breasts and increasing the pressure felt around my mounds. Soon I would take the cock deeper and deeper until I gagged. I went back to licking the head of my new favorite told. My fingers met my dripping hole with anticipation. I used my other hand to turn on the water in my shower and I let the warm water soak my skin. Still with the cock in my mouth, I played my with tingling clit.

On my knees, black dildo in my mouth, I realized then that the one thing missing in my life, the one thing I really, really needed was a black cock. I stood up, bent over and eased that monster into my slit. I teased myself with the head and I slowly backed into my new friend. Ladies, you know that sllllllllow entrance a cock makes before it rocks your world? That’s what was happening. Soon my ass was against the glass and my hips swung out then back in, making the cock flex up in my pussy. I let out a few moans as the water soaked my face. I reached back to slap my ass with one hand and proper my leg on the bench in the shower. I stretched as much as I could while I fucked my dildo. I moaned more and more. I fucked it harder and harder. The sound of my ass spanking the glass shower door turned me on even more. I craved this black cock. I pictured a strong black man taking my white pussy and making it his. I won. This is what I was made for. I fucked myself to 3 orgasms in that shower then 2 more that night before bed. Soaking the sheets and telling my kids that “mommy had bad nightmares”.

That next week I was promoted. Then 3 years after that I became a supervisor of the managers then in my mid 30s I served as an executive board member for the first company I worked for. 2 weeks after the shower. I met with my first black bull and life has never been better. It has unlocked a confidence in me that is unmatched. I owe all my success to Jared and all the other men who have helped me realize that I was in charge of my own body.

This was a super fun story to write! I still have that dildo and use it often! One of my favorite toys behind all my butt plugs! So I want to hear from you! I have another lesbian story or I have my breeding birthday present! I want to tell both but I need to know what you all want! Thank you for reading this story and I am always open for PMs. Love all of you!

Ps: if any ladies want to talk. Please do not be scared. I am hear for all of you and I want to help you with whatever I can!! Thank you!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/blmb22/how_i_transformed_from_a_timid_and_shy_wife_to_a