I came to the cuckolding lifestyle late in the game and have now written a book about my conversion and how I live this lifestyle with Michael. What I’ve found is that the fantasy of cuckolding remains as potent as the reality and the reality of living this lifestyle feeds even more fantasy. It is a heady cocktail with many subtleties and variations.
I didn’t expect my book to be read by more than a handful of people so it has been surprising and gratifying that so many women have bought the book and made contact with me to ask questions and discuss how to introduce the subjects to their husbands or boyfriends. My usual answer is to suggest that they give their man my book to read. Following that, an affectionate talk about the hows and whys of the lifestyle is in order.
However, I don’t have all the answers and there are times when it seems impossible to pull off a cuckolding evening. Craig’s List candidates can be unreliable or perhaps they have too many takes on a given evening. It is understandable that they are in demand given the photos they post in their ads. Going commando and trying to recruit a sexy guy at a bar is fraught with its own problems but we’ve had great success with it occasionally. Sometimes Michael and I have a good laugh at our washouts and I have to ask, “Who do I have to fuck around here to get fucked?!”
In spite of the obstacles, I love the lifestyle and it always amazes me to realize that the man of my life is as concerned as I am about making sure I find great men to have sex with me. Isn’t that the best?
