This is part three of my origins into the cuck fetish/lifestyle. I enjoy getting it all of my chest and will continue to share until I'm done. I've already shared a story about one ex and what got me into the fetish in the first place. From that first ex until this part in the story, about five years have passed, I've dated about 10 different women.
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At this point, I have literally zero desire to watch any porn that isn't about cucking. I don't enjoy any porn unless it's involving bbc. I'm convinced completely that not only is it acceptable for women to have bulls, I don't understand why it isn't encouraged. It's baffling to me that women that can go a week without bbc, let alone a day. And as far as I'm concerned, happy wife/happy life, so a good partner lets his girlfriend get as much bbc as she can get.
I want to be a cuck. I want a wife that takes bbc daily. I don't want to be a "sissy." and at this point I don't want a wife that humiliates me/is rude to me and my hard limits are I don't want her to rim him, and I don't want him to fuck her in the ass. I also don't want to eat the loads or anything like that. I just want her to seek out bbc and enjoy it. I've also moved past wanting her to have one bull. I want her to have many. I want her to tell me that she went to one bulls place and he had friends over and she took care of all of them.
But no matter how much I want this, it still isn't translating to real life relationships. I have no desire to be cucked by the women I'm with. I get in a few long term relationships and they're all about them and me. I don't even consider it. When I'm with them I'm with them and when I'm alone it's all cuck and bbc.
I get into a long-term relationship. She's a red head, very tall, very thin, huge boobs, flat ass. Pale as white paint. Gorgeous. I was her first everything. She started out barely being good at sucking the head of a dick, then eventually could deep throat with the best of them. She became a fetish machine truly, and by the end of the relationship, calling her an anal queen would be too light of a title for her. One of her biggest things was nipple play, she could cum just from having her nipples sucked on and twisted. You could bite them and she'd love it. The longer you spent warming her up the more rough you could be with them.
Throughout our two years of dating our sex life was consistent. We had me days, her days, and the weekends were special days. My days were monday and wednesday, I never went a monday or a wednesday without sex. Her days were tuesday and thursdays, and while she wanted to relax most of the time, during her period and when she was ovulating I would get sex on her days too. Fridays switched, but most of the time it was either date night or relaxing without a lot going on. Saturdays, we called them "Whoreday." She wasn't "free use," but all three holes were fair game, I never was told no for any fetish I wanted. I could pretend it was sun up sun down nonstop sex but it was once a day most of the time, it just tended to be raunchier dirtier sex.
In those two years, being a cuck never crossed my mind. Our sex live was too powerful to think of anything else. She was also consuming in the best way, I only thought of her. But it was the same process. I go home, I only masturbate to cuck and bbc. In fact, when I would watch cuck porn I would think "got that's so hot, I want to be a cuck so bad, but just not with her."
Then everything changed when I made a dare as a joke and she acted on it.
She lived with her parents, but spent most of her time with me. She had a neighbor that was an older man in late 60's/early 70's. He was mostly a model neighbor, nice guy, he and his wife would bring over goodies, invite the street over for cookouts, bring in the trash cans for them. There was really nothing odd, except he would occasionally mention how big my girlfriends tits were.
"Wow, you sure have grown up haven't you." "I remember you when you were smaller, didn't have those." "Could you find an even tighter shirt?" She was around 5'10, weighed about 110lbs, and on her long tall thin frame her DDD/F cup sized boobs were immaculate. I get why he would stare, but it was perverted of him to keep mentioning it. He even had no qualms saying it in front of me. "You're a real lucky guy, she's matured perfectly just where a man wants her to."
I didn't like it, she didn't like it. One day she said that when it was just her and him in the room he made a comment to the effect of "so what are you eating differently than your family, cause the other women definitely aren't shaped like you." She rolled her eyes and left the room and then told me about it.
The next time we were together she brought him up to mention how annoying he is. I made a joke about how "his wife's tits are much smaller and still sagging, yours are the best in the neighborhood, I don't blame him for staring but he needs to calm down." She kept going and I said "if you flashed a single titty at him it'll be the most action he's gotten in years." She laughed and said "if I did that he might pay for my school." As a joke I dared her to do it. To flash him quickly and then tell him to never joke about her again. She laughed and said "should I?" I said "why not? See if you can get him to give you some money first."
About a month passed without mention of anything. Our relationship was solid. My normal ritual was intact. If I went a day without touching her it was back to cuck and bbc porn. No matter how much I watched it I seemed to love it more and more as I went. Then she called me crying and asked to come over.
When she got here she was crying and told me she had to be honest. She was taking out the trash for her parents and her old neighbor was also working on the side of the house her trash cans were at. He smiles and waved and started a conversation with her. It was innocent completely but she noticed he just kept looking at her chest. He had gotten pretty close to her and she was getting uncomfortable and was looking for a polite way to exit the conversation. He stopped beating around the bush though and made another comment about "how much she's matured." She rolled her eyes and then thought about my dare. She figured, maybe she could black mail him out of a little money.
She lifted up her top and bra and showed him her boobs. She thought at worse just a quick look wouldn't be the end of the world. But he was close enough to her. She tried to make her statement, a little bribe of sorts, but he literally had his hands on her boobs before she could talk. She was already against the wall of her house, she was partially pinned to it. But she was overwhelmed and shocked, she didn't know what to do.
Not to mention, her tits are her sensitive spot. She said her mind was aware of how wrong the situation was but her body was stimulated, she couldn't move away from him. So she definitely didn't have the strength to stop him when he started sucking on them. She was now wet. Uncontrollably wet. And she felt gross and bad but knew she was too turned on to do anything about it. The entire interaction took place over two minutes. The longer it went, the wetter she got, the more her body was loving it, and the more depressed she got. The only time he took his hand off of her tit was to pull her body closer to his. She had given up.
Then finally he stopped playing with her tits to try and put his hand down her pants. It helped her overcome her senses and she pushed him away and slapped him. She said "never fucking look at me again you pervert." and ran inside. She called me and came over immediately.
She was ashamed, in complete heart break and felt so bad. She was begging me to not break up with her and swore it would never happen again. I knew she felt bad but I was so horny as she told me it. The instant she told me she pulled her shirt up I was turned on, and by the time he tried to finger her I was praying she went even further with him. I was rock hard.
She got on her knees and begged for forgiveness. I forgave her right away, told her it was my fault and I was the one who told her to do it. One thing led to another, as she was still feeling bad, she asked to give me a blowjob as an apology. Of course I said yes, and it was literally the most insane deep throating I've ever been given. Half way through I said :could you imagine if you did this to him. He'd cum so hard he'd die." She laughed and agreed and went back to work. My brain had made up it's mind. I needed her to do more with him. The thought of her sucking his dick turned me on so much.
It was my first exposure to actual cucking. I never actually tried to be in this situation but I knew this was what I wanted.
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