Originally from https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-368
I should have known I was a cuckold that Saturday afternoon in 1957 when I was young and I saw the love of my life, JoAnn making out with another guy in the balcony of a movie theater and all I could do was watch them with a hard on leaking precum into my jockey shorts.
I should have known I was a cuckold that night in 1959 when I called the next love of my life and Carol was home alone with the biggest cunt hound in my class. As she was hanging up the phone, I heard her say, “Stop it Eddie! Someone will be home in 15 minutes and I need to get dressed.” All I did was go into the bathroom for privacy and stroke my cock.
I should have known I was a cuckold the night in 1962 that the next love of my life, Jackie told me she was pregnant and getting married the next Monday. I went home and actually considered asking her to marry me instead of the father of her baby.