New to this site, so let me give you my story, I'm a 31-year-old college English professor, I've been married for 3 years to my beautiful wife Ashley, and I've been cuckolded by her for 4 years. We started cuckolding about 6 months into the relationship when I caught her cheating. Not in the act, just in a lie. She came clean to me and you can probably guess where we went from there.
Now this wasn't the first time I had been cheated on, which brings me to the subject of this post. The first time I was cheated on was in middle school by my first girlfriend, Aleah. I started going with her in the sixth grade and stayed with her up until midway through the 8th grade. That's when she started seeing another boy, Justin. Now, Justin was always one of the more popular kids in my class. Tall, good-looking, athletic. He was also a pretty big dooshbag. Cocky, obnoxious, full of himself. It didn't yet occur to me at the time how attractive that was to a lot of girls.
Anyway, Aleah started dating Justin, and about a year later, I learned that Justin had taken her virginity. Suffice it to say, that was like a punch to the gut for me. Unfortunately, that wasn't the last time Justin would make me feel that way. I briefly dated a couple of other girls in high school before meeting Aja, a beautiful half-Spanish/half-Italian girl with an incredible body. Large breasts, a flat tummy, and perfect heart-shaped ass. Amazing.
In case you're wondering how I was able to pull such a girl, I'm actually a pretty good-looking guy myself. I'm 6-feet tall with broad shoulders, a squarish jaw-line, and wavy brown hair. My problem with women has never been attracting them. It has been keeping them. That can be blamed on my being a classic beta male (a fancy way of saying that I'm a pussy), though I'm sure my barely 5 inch penis has a "little" something to do with it as well, lol.
Justin, OTOH, was completely different. By the time I was dating Aja, Justin was 6-4 and around 190-200 pounds of lean muscle. He was a very good athlete, starring on the football and basketball teams. I played on the basketball team as well, but mostly watched from the bench. Being around Justin, I always hated him. He was so loud and arrogant, and he never missed an opportunity to make a joke at my expense. He was just the kind of guy who always seemed to get what he wanted, and never deserved it. Sadly for me, one of the things he wanted was Aja.
*As an aside, I should point out that Justin is part black, but was raised by two white parents. His biological father was a black man that his mother cheated on his father with. I've always wondered if that had anything to do with his wanting to cuckold me. I guess I'll never know.*
In the summer between my junior and senior year of high school, I heard that Aja and Justin hooked up at a party. I confronted her on it, she got mad and broke up with me, and on the first day of school our senior year, I saw her holding hands with Justin as he just smirked at me with a self satisfied look on his face. It was the same look on his face I remember seeing when he was with Aleah.
After high school, I went to college, and Justin went to work at his father's construction company. He ended up marrying Aja and having a daughter with her. The marriage ended after a few years, though. Justin's next female conquest wasn't a girlfriend of mine. It was my sister, Kayla, an incredibly beautiful girl in her own right. She's 5-10, blonde, very pretty, and has a lithe frame like a model. She's also never really gotten along with me, so I'm certain she never felt guilty over banging my arch nemesis for over a year and a half. I'm sure Justin had some good laughs over it as well.
Meanwhile, I had a series of relationships with different women, none of which lasted more than a year until I met Ashley, a newspaper reporter 3 years younger than me. Ashley is ridiculously cute, and has a tight body on her. She played softball and volleyball in high school, and softball in college, and you can tell it. She is so toned and athletic, and in phenomenal shape. She was also really bossy, which I really liked for reasons I wasn't totally sure of at the time.
Ashley was the dominant person in the relationship from the start, but when the cuckolding started, she took it to a different level. She showed me who I really was: a weak-minded, sexually inadequate white boy whose only real value to her was to serve her as her personal bitch boy. Our first bull was a white guy who I actually knew, which was incredibly humiliating, and almost made me get out of the life right at the start. But Ash made me stay with it and told me I would be glad that I did. She was right. We had three other bulls (all black) over the next few years. I engaged in all sorts of sexual humiliation with all three, and licked up what seemed like a liter of black cum. I loved every minute of it, as did Ashley.
Things were going swimmingly until our latest bull, a short and stocky black gentlemen named Montez, got arrested for possession of an unregistered handgun and had to do a short stint in jail, which broke Ashley's heart. We went about three months without a new bull in our bed until I spotted my old friend Justin one Sunday afternoon at the beach (we live in Florida). That's when the idea hit me. It was the perfect cuckold fantasy, to have the guy who has embarrassed and humiliated me my whole life fucking my wife right in front of me.
I pointed him out to Ashley and asked what she thought of him, and she said she thought he was hot. And of course he was. Justin was still in terrific shape, and had actually added around 10-15 pounds of muscle since I had last seen him. He was as fit as ever. I told Ash that she should go try to hook up with him. I hadn't yet told her my history with him, but she went over to him nonetheless and shook her cute little bikini ass in front him and got his attention quickly. My wife being as blunt and direct as she is didn't take long to get her point across. They went to a hotel room close by and fucked for over almost two hours. He wore a condom (that time), but Ash told me she pulled it off right before he came and took him in her mouth. She also told me what I suspected already, which was that Justin had a spectacular cock. He always bragged about it in high school, about how he had the biggest dick at the school. It's the kind of dumb jock talk you expect in a locker room, but I was hardly surprised that he was telling the truth.
When Ashley recanted the whole story to me later that evening, I couldn't take my hand off of my dick. Since Ashley has control over my orgasms, I asked her if I could cum, and she allowed me to get my nut in the bathroom standing over the toilet. I then said that we have to invite Justin into our bedroom. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, that's already been set up." The next question for me was where would I be? I certainly knew that Justin had no problem fucking the women in my life, but I still didn't know how he would react to me actually being there while he was doing it.
My resolution to the issue was to get under the bed, so that's what I did. This was three weeks ago, btw. He came over on a Sunday night. Ashley greeted him in a tiny blue tanktop and white short-shorts, with her tan, toned thighs on full display. I could barely make out what they were saying as they made their way back to the bedroom, but by the time they were there, there wasn't any talking going on. I could hear them kissing, but the first I actually saw of them was Ashley's knees touching the carpet, and Justin's jeans falling down to his boots. She was sucking him off something fierce for about 8-10 minutes before he shot his first load into her mouth.
After that, Justin spent about 15-20 minutes eating Ashley's pussy before he got himself ready to start banging. And I'm going to tell you that I've heard my wife moan in ecstasy many times before. I've seen her take some big dicks in her day, but I've never heard her screaming in pleasure like she did for Justin that night. I couldn't see it, but she told me that Justin fucked her in every position she knew about, and a couple she didn't. Justin came twice more (once on her tits, once on her face). I lost count of how many times Ashley came. I had to cum after the first hour. I just couldn't hold out any longer, especially with all of the shit-talking he was doing about me while fucking my wife. He was really laying it on thick, telling her I was a pussy, saying I wasn't shit, asking her who the man was, etc., etc. I managed to keep quiet, but I still had to lay there the rest of the time they were fucking with my own cum all over my belly, haha.
In between massive orgasms, Ash did find time to measure Justin's cock, which came out to just a shade over 8 inches. She said it was the most beautiful dick she had ever seen. Big enough to hit every spot she needed hit, but not so big that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning. When he finished, Justin showered and left. Ashley later apologized to me for not leaving any cum for me to clean up, but promised to leave some for me next time. She did. I apologized for cumming without her permission. He's been back two times since, both times with me under the bed listening.
The next move is for me is to reveal myself to him as an active participant in my own cuckolding, and take part in their next fuck session. He's coming over this Friday, and Ashley and I are both looking forward to it. We're still deciding on the mechanics of it, but we have determined that my cock will be caged, and I will be on clean-up duty for sure. I can't wait! I'll come back and let you guys know how it went this weekend. But one thing's for sure, it's pretty fucking awesome for a cuckold being absolutely owned by a superior male.
Now this wasn't the first time I had been cheated on, which brings me to the subject of this post. The first time I was cheated on was in middle school by my first girlfriend, Aleah. I started going with her in the sixth grade and stayed with her up until midway through the 8th grade. That's when she started seeing another boy, Justin. Now, Justin was always one of the more popular kids in my class. Tall, good-looking, athletic. He was also a pretty big dooshbag. Cocky, obnoxious, full of himself. It didn't yet occur to me at the time how attractive that was to a lot of girls.
Anyway, Aleah started dating Justin, and about a year later, I learned that Justin had taken her virginity. Suffice it to say, that was like a punch to the gut for me. Unfortunately, that wasn't the last time Justin would make me feel that way. I briefly dated a couple of other girls in high school before meeting Aja, a beautiful half-Spanish/half-Italian girl with an incredible body. Large breasts, a flat tummy, and perfect heart-shaped ass. Amazing.
In case you're wondering how I was able to pull such a girl, I'm actually a pretty good-looking guy myself. I'm 6-feet tall with broad shoulders, a squarish jaw-line, and wavy brown hair. My problem with women has never been attracting them. It has been keeping them. That can be blamed on my being a classic beta male (a fancy way of saying that I'm a pussy), though I'm sure my barely 5 inch penis has a "little" something to do with it as well, lol.
Justin, OTOH, was completely different. By the time I was dating Aja, Justin was 6-4 and around 190-200 pounds of lean muscle. He was a very good athlete, starring on the football and basketball teams. I played on the basketball team as well, but mostly watched from the bench. Being around Justin, I always hated him. He was so loud and arrogant, and he never missed an opportunity to make a joke at my expense. He was just the kind of guy who always seemed to get what he wanted, and never deserved it. Sadly for me, one of the things he wanted was Aja.
*As an aside, I should point out that Justin is part black, but was raised by two white parents. His biological father was a black man that his mother cheated on his father with. I've always wondered if that had anything to do with his wanting to cuckold me. I guess I'll never know.*
In the summer between my junior and senior year of high school, I heard that Aja and Justin hooked up at a party. I confronted her on it, she got mad and broke up with me, and on the first day of school our senior year, I saw her holding hands with Justin as he just smirked at me with a self satisfied look on his face. It was the same look on his face I remember seeing when he was with Aleah.
After high school, I went to college, and Justin went to work at his father's construction company. He ended up marrying Aja and having a daughter with her. The marriage ended after a few years, though. Justin's next female conquest wasn't a girlfriend of mine. It was my sister, Kayla, an incredibly beautiful girl in her own right. She's 5-10, blonde, very pretty, and has a lithe frame like a model. She's also never really gotten along with me, so I'm certain she never felt guilty over banging my arch nemesis for over a year and a half. I'm sure Justin had some good laughs over it as well.
Meanwhile, I had a series of relationships with different women, none of which lasted more than a year until I met Ashley, a newspaper reporter 3 years younger than me. Ashley is ridiculously cute, and has a tight body on her. She played softball and volleyball in high school, and softball in college, and you can tell it. She is so toned and athletic, and in phenomenal shape. She was also really bossy, which I really liked for reasons I wasn't totally sure of at the time.
Ashley was the dominant person in the relationship from the start, but when the cuckolding started, she took it to a different level. She showed me who I really was: a weak-minded, sexually inadequate white boy whose only real value to her was to serve her as her personal bitch boy. Our first bull was a white guy who I actually knew, which was incredibly humiliating, and almost made me get out of the life right at the start. But Ash made me stay with it and told me I would be glad that I did. She was right. We had three other bulls (all black) over the next few years. I engaged in all sorts of sexual humiliation with all three, and licked up what seemed like a liter of black cum. I loved every minute of it, as did Ashley.
Things were going swimmingly until our latest bull, a short and stocky black gentlemen named Montez, got arrested for possession of an unregistered handgun and had to do a short stint in jail, which broke Ashley's heart. We went about three months without a new bull in our bed until I spotted my old friend Justin one Sunday afternoon at the beach (we live in Florida). That's when the idea hit me. It was the perfect cuckold fantasy, to have the guy who has embarrassed and humiliated me my whole life fucking my wife right in front of me.
I pointed him out to Ashley and asked what she thought of him, and she said she thought he was hot. And of course he was. Justin was still in terrific shape, and had actually added around 10-15 pounds of muscle since I had last seen him. He was as fit as ever. I told Ash that she should go try to hook up with him. I hadn't yet told her my history with him, but she went over to him nonetheless and shook her cute little bikini ass in front him and got his attention quickly. My wife being as blunt and direct as she is didn't take long to get her point across. They went to a hotel room close by and fucked for over almost two hours. He wore a condom (that time), but Ash told me she pulled it off right before he came and took him in her mouth. She also told me what I suspected already, which was that Justin had a spectacular cock. He always bragged about it in high school, about how he had the biggest dick at the school. It's the kind of dumb jock talk you expect in a locker room, but I was hardly surprised that he was telling the truth.
When Ashley recanted the whole story to me later that evening, I couldn't take my hand off of my dick. Since Ashley has control over my orgasms, I asked her if I could cum, and she allowed me to get my nut in the bathroom standing over the toilet. I then said that we have to invite Justin into our bedroom. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, that's already been set up." The next question for me was where would I be? I certainly knew that Justin had no problem fucking the women in my life, but I still didn't know how he would react to me actually being there while he was doing it.
My resolution to the issue was to get under the bed, so that's what I did. This was three weeks ago, btw. He came over on a Sunday night. Ashley greeted him in a tiny blue tanktop and white short-shorts, with her tan, toned thighs on full display. I could barely make out what they were saying as they made their way back to the bedroom, but by the time they were there, there wasn't any talking going on. I could hear them kissing, but the first I actually saw of them was Ashley's knees touching the carpet, and Justin's jeans falling down to his boots. She was sucking him off something fierce for about 8-10 minutes before he shot his first load into her mouth.
After that, Justin spent about 15-20 minutes eating Ashley's pussy before he got himself ready to start banging. And I'm going to tell you that I've heard my wife moan in ecstasy many times before. I've seen her take some big dicks in her day, but I've never heard her screaming in pleasure like she did for Justin that night. I couldn't see it, but she told me that Justin fucked her in every position she knew about, and a couple she didn't. Justin came twice more (once on her tits, once on her face). I lost count of how many times Ashley came. I had to cum after the first hour. I just couldn't hold out any longer, especially with all of the shit-talking he was doing about me while fucking my wife. He was really laying it on thick, telling her I was a pussy, saying I wasn't shit, asking her who the man was, etc., etc. I managed to keep quiet, but I still had to lay there the rest of the time they were fucking with my own cum all over my belly, haha.
In between massive orgasms, Ash did find time to measure Justin's cock, which came out to just a shade over 8 inches. She said it was the most beautiful dick she had ever seen. Big enough to hit every spot she needed hit, but not so big that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning. When he finished, Justin showered and left. Ashley later apologized to me for not leaving any cum for me to clean up, but promised to leave some for me next time. She did. I apologized for cumming without her permission. He's been back two times since, both times with me under the bed listening.
The next move is for me is to reveal myself to him as an active participant in my own cuckolding, and take part in their next fuck session. He's coming over this Friday, and Ashley and I are both looking forward to it. We're still deciding on the mechanics of it, but we have determined that my cock will be caged, and I will be on clean-up duty for sure. I can't wait! I'll come back and let you guys know how it went this weekend. But one thing's for sure, it's pretty fucking awesome for a cuckold being absolutely owned by a superior male.
