This is a submission from a friend of ours, she wanted to share her story with you and I think it really highlights the importance of communication in cuckold relationships. We hope you enjoy it!
When I say I am nervous to write this, that is an understatement. I am incredibly nervous to put this out into the world but I think it’s an important message and hopefully, it’ll help people in my position realize they are not alone in making mistakes in this world. To give you some background, my boyfriend and I have been involved in the cuckold lifestyle for a while now, whilst we haven’t yet actually done anything with anyone, we talk about it all of the time and we have met people online involved in this lifestyle (including Sarah and Jack) who have talked us through everything. It is something we enjoy and with each passing conversation our confidence and understanding of this lifestyle blossoms.
Like most people in this world we have an open communication policy, we must tell each other everything and only go on pre-arranged dates with people we are both happy with and ensure the person is pre-approved with both me and my boyfriend. We hadn’t actually done anything with anyone else before I made a big mistake and broke the rules.
I Cheated On My Boyfriend With My Ex And Nearly Got Caught
It all started a few months ago, my boyfriend brought up that he liked the idea of me having sex with someone else, that was our first step into the cuckolding world.
Of course, I was shocked, but I was also interested in being with another man. He kept bringing it up and it got stuck in my head, I think that I subconsciously started looking for someone to do it with and I’d find myself fantasizing about other men throughout the day.
We would talk about it non-stop with one another, the pros and the cons, the fantasies, and all of the scenarios that come with it. We were really ready to do it but we just couldn’t take that leap and share me with someone else just yet, something was holding us back. We both really wanted it, we just needed to wait a little bit longer for it all to sink in a little bit more.
The Ex That Dumped Me
There was one ex that I really did love and he finished with me a few years back, I never really got over him properly. We dated for 5 years and it was one of the best relationships I had ever been in, apart from the one I’m in now. Our relationship had been refreshing, passionate, and a whirlwind romance.
I thought after 2 years my feelings were gone for him, but then…
He randomly texted me 2 weeks ago asking if I wanted to hang out. We decided to meet, I didn’t tell my boyfriend as I thought it was just going to be an innocent meeting. I stupidly met him at his apartment where I had briefly lived with him and we went out for coffee. All my feelings flushed back and I realized that I wasn’t over him at all.
I Ended Up Going Back To His House
We had sex.
It was like my mind just shut off about my entire relationship and for that moment all guilt was gone and it was just about getting off with him and satisfying an urge inside of me. He still knew every inch of my body like it was a painting he had memorized and he was even better in bed than before.
The sex was incredible it was hot and passionate, we were animalistic trying to rip one another’s clothes off and re-discover the thing we had let go of. Seeing his cock again made my pussy flood with butterflies and when he saw my body his erection was pulsating with desire for me.
The Part I Almost Got Caught Fucking Him
He came inside of me the first time we had sex, feeling his dick throbbing inside of me, filling me up made all sorts of memories come back to me. Before I went home I decided to give him a blowjob as a parting gift, he loved them and I loved giving them. I got on my hands and knees and I started giving him a blowjob, I didn’t think there would be that much cum (as it was the second time for him in the space of an hour) he finished and his cum went all over my bra, my shirt, my face, my neck, and even my necklace.
I noticed it on my face/neck and laughed and cleaned it, but didn’t notice I drying on my clothes until I got into my car and could smell his cum, looked down and it was all over me. Impossible to rub off and quite obvious in its appearance.
Nothing would get it out as much as I rubbed at it and I knew I would just have to try and sneak in back home to try and get rid of it before my boyfriend saw it.
Getting Home To My Boyfriend
He saw me coming in the door from where he was sitting in the family room, but I just rushed to our bathroom saying I needed to use it urgently. He left me alone and continued watching the television, not even looking up as I hurried past him to get to the bathroom. I got the clothes off and threw them into the laundry basket.
I panted, astonished that he didn’t notice the cum stains all over my shirt. I grabbed a dirty shirt from the laundry basket and ran the taps, I knew he wouldn’t ask what was going on. I stood staring at myself in the mirror and I was suddenly very overwhelmed about what I had just done. How was I going to tell my boyfriend? Should I tell him? What had I just done out of pure sexual impulse?
I’m Just Off Loading The Guilt
After I had gotten home, the sex whilst it was amazing at the time it filled me with dread. It hit me how much of a bitch I had been, I had just cheated on my boyfriend with a man I broke up with long ago. I think I’m writing this to just offload some of the guilt and get some perspective from people that have been through the same thing as me.
I’ve been thinking about telling my boyfriend about it for a few days now, he still keeps wanting to share me and tries to have the conversations we were having before and he even asked me how my ex used to fuck me. Asking me to tell him in detail what it was like with him and he would please me. The thought gave me butterflies in my pussy but I knew I couldn’t tell him why it was turning me on so much.
I am not sure If I should just tell him or tell him I had found the perfect man for us and ask him for permission to fuck my ex again too start us off in our cuckold journey, or just leave it and see if we can find someone to fuck me naturally?
My ex has text me a few times since we hooked up and he wants to meet me again but I’m not going to be stupid enough to do it again, certainly not without my boyfriend knowing about it and being ok with it.
Do you have any advice for me?
I would tell myself it’s a one time thing. I did that one time with an ex girlfriend. We were both married at the time. It would have done no good to tell my wife at the time. I’m married a second time and one day my wife told me she wasn’t interested in having sex anymore. She never took my feelings about it into consideration. Three years ago I’d had enough and started seeing a Mistress. I’m now a sub male serving a Mistress. I love it. I’m not allowed to have sex with her but, she has sex with me. She dominates me and uses me for her own pleasure. My wife doesn’t know and I don’t care. She put me into this position. I’m not going to tell her.
Don’t tell him. Don’t do it again unless he knows. If you can’t stay away from your ex, breakup with your present boyfriend.