It’s addictive…this lifestyle and way of thinking.
I’ve been with my current partner for almost 7 years and we got together at the ripe ages of 22. And she’s everything I ever desired. A beautiful 5’6” Korean girl with long legs and a fat ass with a wonderful bubbly and extraverted personality. You’d think with the way she acted she’d be a dominant one, but in the bedroom she’s submissive and so willing to please.
When I met her I was already into cuckolding but it was always more of a mental experiment as I’m sure everyone here engages in. The idea of having your loved one stolen or seduced in front of you, or your loved one purposefully betraying you in pursuit of her own pleasure. But I was hesitant at telling her any of this in the beginning. After all, cuckolding is definitely not in the norm and truth be told, I would’ve never guessed I’d be into this. I’ll leave that for another time though, I don’t think it’s as fun a story as my foray into cuckolding with my partner.
A cornerstone of cuckolding for me has always been the emotional connection. It’s not just about watching someone you find attractive with another man. It’s about watching someone you love experiencing the embrace of another man. And while I don’t remember the exact timeline of when I came clean with my girlfriend, I do remember I felt emotionally secure. She’s someone I felt I could trust this fantasy with. But even so, it took a while for her to warm up to the idea. As with any traditional relationship, this raised alarms with her. She thought I was getting bored of her or that I wanted to use this as an excuse to sleep with other women. And while she didn’t quite understand why I liked the idea or giving her up to other men, she never judged me in a negative way. In fact, she put in the effort to understand and unpack this kink with me.
But it wasn’t until several years into our relationship did we take it to the next level. By this time, she knew all the ins and outs of my fantasy. She knew that I wanted to watch her with a White man who was taller, stronger, and more successful. She knew I wanted to see her cum on someone else’s cock. She knew I wanted to be seen as a cuckold. She knew exactly what to say to get me going and mastered verbal humiliation so well.
And with this bedroom and mental play, I noticed a drop in my own sexual performance. Gone were the days I could last 30+ more minutes in bed with her. Is it potentially related to the hyper arousal that came my indulgence in this fantasy? I can’t refute that, and potentially something all of you should consider if you want to be a cuck. I’m not saying that’s going to happen to everyone, but it definitely did for me.
Over time, I found myself wanting to be more of an observer than a participant. I couldn’t last long in bed and got anxious about being able to perform. And during this period of time, the idea of actually finding a bull started to grow on us. She went on several dating apps and I went on reddit (see our history
).
And while we aren’t active participants in the lifestyle at the moment, the two times we met White bulls are moments of my life I’ll remember forever.
From the excitement of seeing them flirt in a group chat, to actually booking a hotel or Airbnb. To the anxiety of waiting for the bull to show up, or bringing him up to the hotel. It honestly brings up a whirlwind of emotions when the reality sets in.
I still remember vividly and awkwardly shaking hands with our first bull, trying to seem composed in front of someone who’s obviously stronger and taller than me. But you know what the dagger was? Knowing that I’m greeting and shaking hands with the man my girlfriend wanted to sleep with. Knowing that I’m exchanging greetings with the man we willingly invited into the sanctity of our relationship.
And I’m pretty sure this is where most people who think they want to be cucks break. The reality. The brutal reality that there are men who your significant other will find more physically attractive. The brutal reality that she might not think of you when she’s in the bedroom with another man and you’re standing by the doorway watching, unsure of whether or not you’re invited. The brutal reality when they lock lips and you hear the soft moans of your girlfriend as the bed creaks underneath their weight. The brutal reality of hearing their lighthearted banter in between the carnal sounds of their lovemaking.
But out of all that, I’ll always remember the flipping of emotions I felt. My dick hard as a rock, just moments away from climaxing without touching myself. But the intense jealously racing through my entire body as the realization set in a White man was plowing my beautiful and petite Korean girlfriend from behind on all fours…
And while we aren’t active participants in the lifestyle, I crave to see her with another White man…
Please let me know if any of you would love to hear our detailed encounters. Thank you so much for reading
I’ve been with my current partner for almost 7 years and we got together at the ripe ages of 22. And she’s everything I ever desired. A beautiful 5’6” Korean girl with long legs and a fat ass with a wonderful bubbly and extraverted personality. You’d think with the way she acted she’d be a dominant one, but in the bedroom she’s submissive and so willing to please.
When I met her I was already into cuckolding but it was always more of a mental experiment as I’m sure everyone here engages in. The idea of having your loved one stolen or seduced in front of you, or your loved one purposefully betraying you in pursuit of her own pleasure. But I was hesitant at telling her any of this in the beginning. After all, cuckolding is definitely not in the norm and truth be told, I would’ve never guessed I’d be into this. I’ll leave that for another time though, I don’t think it’s as fun a story as my foray into cuckolding with my partner.
A cornerstone of cuckolding for me has always been the emotional connection. It’s not just about watching someone you find attractive with another man. It’s about watching someone you love experiencing the embrace of another man. And while I don’t remember the exact timeline of when I came clean with my girlfriend, I do remember I felt emotionally secure. She’s someone I felt I could trust this fantasy with. But even so, it took a while for her to warm up to the idea. As with any traditional relationship, this raised alarms with her. She thought I was getting bored of her or that I wanted to use this as an excuse to sleep with other women. And while she didn’t quite understand why I liked the idea or giving her up to other men, she never judged me in a negative way. In fact, she put in the effort to understand and unpack this kink with me.
But it wasn’t until several years into our relationship did we take it to the next level. By this time, she knew all the ins and outs of my fantasy. She knew that I wanted to watch her with a White man who was taller, stronger, and more successful. She knew I wanted to see her cum on someone else’s cock. She knew I wanted to be seen as a cuckold. She knew exactly what to say to get me going and mastered verbal humiliation so well.
And with this bedroom and mental play, I noticed a drop in my own sexual performance. Gone were the days I could last 30+ more minutes in bed with her. Is it potentially related to the hyper arousal that came my indulgence in this fantasy? I can’t refute that, and potentially something all of you should consider if you want to be a cuck. I’m not saying that’s going to happen to everyone, but it definitely did for me.
Over time, I found myself wanting to be more of an observer than a participant. I couldn’t last long in bed and got anxious about being able to perform. And during this period of time, the idea of actually finding a bull started to grow on us. She went on several dating apps and I went on reddit (see our history
).And while we aren’t active participants in the lifestyle at the moment, the two times we met White bulls are moments of my life I’ll remember forever.
From the excitement of seeing them flirt in a group chat, to actually booking a hotel or Airbnb. To the anxiety of waiting for the bull to show up, or bringing him up to the hotel. It honestly brings up a whirlwind of emotions when the reality sets in.
I still remember vividly and awkwardly shaking hands with our first bull, trying to seem composed in front of someone who’s obviously stronger and taller than me. But you know what the dagger was? Knowing that I’m greeting and shaking hands with the man my girlfriend wanted to sleep with. Knowing that I’m exchanging greetings with the man we willingly invited into the sanctity of our relationship.
And I’m pretty sure this is where most people who think they want to be cucks break. The reality. The brutal reality that there are men who your significant other will find more physically attractive. The brutal reality that she might not think of you when she’s in the bedroom with another man and you’re standing by the doorway watching, unsure of whether or not you’re invited. The brutal reality when they lock lips and you hear the soft moans of your girlfriend as the bed creaks underneath their weight. The brutal reality of hearing their lighthearted banter in between the carnal sounds of their lovemaking.
But out of all that, I’ll always remember the flipping of emotions I felt. My dick hard as a rock, just moments away from climaxing without touching myself. But the intense jealously racing through my entire body as the realization set in a White man was plowing my beautiful and petite Korean girlfriend from behind on all fours…
And while we aren’t active participants in the lifestyle, I crave to see her with another White man…
Please let me know if any of you would love to hear our detailed encounters. Thank you so much for reading
