The Cuck Who Won [cuckold’s perspective] Part 1

So I’m going to have to start from the beginning because this story is so good from start to finish (and hopefully more that has yet to come). At this point in my life, I already know who I am and what turns me on…without any shame if I may add. I’m a cuck and not only do I accept it, I embrace it. If people enjoy my story, I’ll write about how I got to this point. From my ex who introduced me to this lifestyle and then to some random hookups along the way that lead to the beginning of this story. This takes place over a 10 year period (not including the prequel) but I’ll only be talking about the juicy parts, which is most of it as my lifestyle revolved around this dynamic. So to start it off, I’ll introduce myself. My name is Chucky, but I go by Chuck. I’m pretty outgoing since I work in the bar industry, but my cuck behavior comes from my size as I’m only about 4 inches hard. This unlocked my beta personality/preferred lifestyle and I fucking love it. Kinkier the better!! Cuckolding, chastity, feminization, pegging, humiliation…you name it and I’ve most likely at least dappled in it. Now that you’ve got a good understanding about me, it’s time to tell my story on how I became the cuck that won.

There going to be plenty of people I will introduce you to along the way. The names you’ll want to remember are Emily, Nessa (short for Vanessa), Trina, and Lexi (short for Alexis). I’ll give you descriptions of each as they enter the story but definitely look forward to them all. To start things off, I will introduce you to Emily. Emily is this beautiful tanned Aussie with black and blonde hair. She is gorgeous, completely out of my league, and the best part…loves showing off that body of hers. I couldn’t be more grateful to her as without her, this story wouldn’t exist. Now I moved to NY from California as a fresh start. I was in a toxic, yet extremely hot relationship with my ex so I decided I should keep some distance because we both knew she had me wrapped around her finger. It’s been a few years now since I moved out here and currently working at 2 different bars. I manage a craft cocktail bar and I bartend at a sports bar which is the fun one of the two. Emily and her boyfriend Wes comes into the sports bar about once a week so I chat it up with them pretty often. The thing about Emily that’s hard to forget her, she almost never wears a bra so I tend to drift to her nipples here and there. One night tho, I see her at my craft bar with her two roommates, Trina and Lexi.

Trina is essentially my biggest fantasy. Growing up, I’ve always had a thing for the goth/emo girls. Trina is your stereotypical goth girl…Irish, pale skinned, natural red head who dyes her hair black. Plenty of tattoos from head to toe, gauged ears, and piercings including lip, tongue, and nipples (my weakness). She only wears black with all the goth accessories like fishnets and chokers ????. Lexi on the other hand, is more cute than hot if that makes any sense. She’s a mix of Japanese and Korean, but don’t let her cuteness deceive you…she’s a total freak on the inside. Unlike Trina and her all black attire, Lexi got that e-girl look with pink and red being her favorite colors. Only a few tattoos and at this point, just her ears are pierced. 3 gorgeous ladies, but each got their own beauty in a different way.

I come up to say hi to Emily who then introduces me to her roommates. As I was saying hi to Trina, the bitch that she is (which is why I’m so attracted to her), says “Hi, I got a boyfriend.” I thought to myself self, 0 for 2 since Emily is out of my league and Trina “got a boyfriend” so I decide joking around is the best route to go. I respond “Me too, but yours forgot to tell you that there’s something stuck on your teeth.” She immediately pull out a mirror and gets red from embarrassment. I introduce myself to Lexi and she goes “Hi, I’m Lexi. So you’re gay too?” I told her I was joking but apparently she only dates women now as her first couple of relationships were with men and ended horribly. So I pretty much can’t try at any of these 3 but that helps take the pressure off. I check up on them every now and then, made them some free drinks, and they start opening up more since I wasn’t trying to hit on them or anything. As I was about to head out, they invited me to the next bar they were going to…a karaoke bar. I told them I’m going to grab some food and meet them there.

To be continued…