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which friend will be eating your pussy while i fill you up
You and your wife both know your dick doesn't belong inside her. It arouses both of you. Your inadequacy.
She messages you her husband while she cuddles with other men that fuck her and even make love to her. Strangely it makes your dick hard and she likes that about you.
Even when she is telling you she is going to deny you her pussy, she gives you a slight tease of her body with her nipple peaking out. Making your dick hard as she breaks the news to you, her pussy is only for the other man she loves, the man her body craves.
"What are we going to do with this little dick" My wife asked while on top of me naked in bed. She giggled, "It certainly doesn't belong inside a pussy." I told her she should continue to cuckold it, that I like rubbing it on her pussy, I like pretending it is a clit and we are two girls fantasizing about her getting fucked by her boyfriend.
Isn’t that part of the emotional thrill for the cuckold? The feelings of inadequacy, the quiet humiliation, the deep awareness that his wife needs more. Sexually, emotionally, even romantically. He knows she finds greater fulfillment with another man, and as painful as that truth is, it’s also what arouses him most. Gives him his best orgasms.
Maybe he’s confident, successful, even admired in many areas of life. In the bedroom though, he knows he’ll never measure up. That’s the part of life he can’t compete in. And it’s that emotional sting, the ache of not being enough, the surrender to her pleasure and freedom, that fuels his deepest arousal. The pain isn’t just accepted. It’s craved. The overwhelming need to submit and the inner battle that rages in his submissive cuckold mind.
Sometimes when I get really bad cuckold angst about my wife having a boyfriend and being in love with him. Fearing she will leave me for him. I have to remind myself of the reality of the situation. I encouraged her to cuckold me. I admitted I tried on her clothes. With that knowledge she encouraged me to be more fem and I wear panties 24/7. We need a man in our life!
So when she got home after her weekend with him all I could do is kiss and lick her ass and jerk myself off.
Sometimes when my wife is with her boyfriend, I feel the ache of angst. Fear she’ll leave me for him. Jealousy that he gives her what I can’t. In those moments, my masculinity claws its way up, telling me: this is it, we’re done with cuckolding. Be her man again.
But then I remember. My wife doesn’t fuck me like a man. She fucks me like a girl. She presses her thumb against my asshole, works it inside, then straps on and uses me until she cums, fucking my hole, making me moan like a needy slut. I beg her for more, push back against her cock, gape myself open so she can take me deeper.
When she isn’t fucking me, we talk like girlfriends. About the men who fuck her. The casual encounters, the bulls, and the ones she’s fallen in love with. The boyfriends who claim her in ways I never could. She even encourages me to find a man.
So yes, when she’s with her boyfriend, the one she truly loves, the angst comes again. The fear. The shame. And yet it always twists into unbearable arousal. Because when I try to “man up,” I remember the truth: I’m not her man. I’m her sissy. Of course she’s going to fuck other men. Of course she’s going to love them. And I’ll always be here… needing it.
It was a kink wedding, a cuckold wedding. Your wife giving herself fully to her boyfriend, now her primary partner. First you encouraged her to cuckold you. It got you off, aroused you, made you feel inadequate, burned the flame of immense pleasure and pain. A cocktail you became addicted to. A cocktail she continued to feed you while she fucked other men. "I think I'm falling in love with this one." She told you with a smile. Your little dick hardened. It could not lie that her falling in love aroused you. She watched you cum as you gave her permission to explore her feelings deeper with this other man. Dates, weekends away, vacations with him. Meeting his friends and her finally introducing him to hers and yours. The orgasms and the angst continued through it all. Yours on the outside. In your hand. While licking her pussy. Rubbing it on her skin. Hers with your tongue cleaning her well fucked pussy and over and over on his big cock.
It aroused both of you and you encouraged it. For her to fall deeper. To add more pain and pleasure to the cocktail. So when he told her he wanted more. He wanted her as his. You supported it. Orgasmed again. "Wouldn't it be kinky if you give me away?" So all our friends and family can see for certain what a cuckold you are. So they can see how happy you make me. The idea, turned into fantasy, stroking alone, encouraging her to make it happen while you licked her pussy, making her fantasize and orgasm......then turned into reality. (Note: No this is not real. My imagination running looking at this image, fantasizing, being aroused by it.)