My experience cuckolding my boyfriend [gf’s perspective]

So my (25F) boyfriend (28M) who I had been with for a little less than a year wanted me to cuck him. I pretended to consider it, I didn’t wanna hurt him or make him insecure, but deep down I was thrilled. I love my boyfriend, he’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever dated, but sexually it’s just not it. He’s a bit small down there, and “gentle” when it comes to sex. It was okay overall, but I wasn’t fully satisfied in bed with him. I tried communicating what I wanted, and he listened, he tried, but it never really did it for me. I’d catch myself fantasizing about my toxic ex, a complete asshole as a partner but I loved how he treated me in bed. I hated him outside of the bedroom, but I missed that kind of sex. I would never trade it for the healthy, loving relationship I was in though, but yeah.

So, I acted like I was humoring my boyfriend and said we could try. He seemed excited and a few days later he showed me a little metal device. I had no idea what it was at the time and he explained that it’s a lock for his dick, and it would turn him on to wear it while I’m with someone else. I said fine, I took the key and went straight to my ex. Long story short, it was the best sex I had in forever, I felt alive again. I came home glowing and tried to not show how enthusiastic I was. But my boyfriend wanted every detail, so I complied, happily reliving my night. He acted like it was the hottest thing he’s ever heard, then asked for the key so he could jerk off. He then thanked me for the experience, and I was happy to indulge.

The problem was I spent the next few days yearning for my ex. I badly wanted to see him again, literally daydreaming about the night i had. I wanted to ask my boyfriend if it was just a one time thing, but i didn’t want to seem eager. Thankfully at some point he started hinting about it. I acted oblivious, and soon he was begging me to go again. I said I’d consider it.

Later on I told him ill do it again if he pays for an Uber both ways. He said yes instantly, which surprised me. I kinda got cocky seeing how easy it was, so I said I also want dinner ready when I come back. Again, no hesitation. He put on his little cage, handed me the key and called me an Uber. I left, my heart beating from the excitement of reliving the sensations I’ve been craving. Without surprise, I had a blast again. I came back home to my favorite meal, and we ate as I told him about my night. We finished, and he wanted to jerk off. I decided to push my luck, told him he can do his business after he cleans up everything and do the dishes. To my surprise he didn’t argue and got to work. He would usually argue or leave it for tomorrow, so I loved how obedient the whole thing made him.

It didn’t take long before he was urging me to go again, so I happily complied. He was grateful and excited for my getaways. After a couple weeks of fun, I straight up asked him if he wants it to be regular, and he said yes. It felt like I hit jackpot. I could suddenly have the best of both worlds, care and love from my sweet boyfriend, and intense orgasms from my ex. And my boyfriend is not only okay with it, he begs for it.

The only issue is, after this experiment, I stopped wanting to be intimate with my boyfriend at all. It was already mid before, but after seeing my ex again, I just couldn’t. I started dreading intimacy and making excuses. I was simply not interested in him sexually anymore, even seeing his hard-ons when i walked past in shorts or boxers felt uncomfortable. But i couldn’t bring myself to tell him that.

So I told him, if he wants to continue this arrangement, then he has to be on chastity constantly, not just when I go out. He asked why, and i said that I just want full control in this dynamic. He asked if he could remove it at work, or when we’re both at home, I said no, I want him locked 24/7 and I decide when to unlock him. He seemed hesitating, so I got bold and said it’s either that or no more cuckolding (in reality i was terrified of it ending). So he accepted. He started wearing it full time, and I kept the key. It was perfect, I figured that way I could deny him sex when he asked, and just let him jerk off occasionally for release. So i told him we can continue.

From then on I kept seeing my ex semi regularly. At first i always waited for my boyfriend to hint at it, but the sex was so addictive I started going unprompted. I’d just tell him like “get me an Uber to his place” and he did. It became routine. I always gave him chores or found a way to keep him busy while I was out. Sometimes he’d get lazy and half ass things, so when he did i just didn’t unlock him and let him sleep with blue balls. Soon he started doing everything perfectly, and id come home satisfied to a clean house and dinner. I started asking for massages too, which were much needed after some nights. It felt so good id let him go for hours sometimes. I knew he likes it so I teased him, moaning about how sore I am while he massages my legs and yearns for release. I felt like a queen honestly, being pampered like this.

Sometimes he does everything perfectly but I feel sassy, so i find an excuse to withhold the key and toy with him. Id describe details about my night and see him get all worked up and turn red, then I’d say like “you want to jerk your little dick to this huh?”. And watch him nod desperately, before i casually refuse and let him lose his mind while i enjoy the spectacle. I didn’t think I’d get into the cuckolding thing, i was only interested in the sex part at first. But I guess seeing how flustered my boyfriend got made me enjoy it in different ways.

He stopped asking for sex altogether, because i never unlocked him except for the occasional jerk off session. He just progressively internalized that it’s not in the picture anymore, which is exactly what I wanted. Sometimes i notice him curling up when I’m around, which is weirdly reassuring. It’s hard to explain, I like that he’s into me and all, but I also like that he can’t get hard or do anything about it. I want that side of him contained, if that makes sense.

The arrangement was perfect, except for one thing. The trips started to wear me out. My ex lives on the other side of town, and even though I got Ubers back and forth, it was tiring having to get ready and go out every time I felt like sex. I wanted to have my ex over sometimes, but i wasn’t sure how my boyfriend would feel about it, so I wanted it to come from him.

So, one night i told him I might be be going less because the trips are exhausting. He thought about it, then shyly suggested what I secretly wanted. I acted surprised, asking him if he meant it. He said yes, and offered to leave so we could have privacy. I hid my excitement and said ill think about it.

The next day, I said we could try. I told him to leave for a few hours, and i called my ex over. It was GREAT. At first it felt weird having him in our bed, but as soon as he put his hands on me my concerns just disappeared. After he left, I cleaned up the evidence and called my boyfriend back. We cuddled up and watched a movie. I still remember that particular moment because it’s when I realized how fulfilled I was. I could finally have good sex in my own bed without feeling like a prostitute taking ubers at night, and still get cuddles and love from my boyfriend afterwards. I felt complete.

My ex started coming over often. He lives with a roommate which made it less comfortable to meet before , so now that we had a place for ourselves we started seeing each other even more. Sometimes he randomly texts me that he wants me and he’s coming over in 20mins. He has this way of talking to me like he owns me which turns me on so much. My boyfriend always leaves us the place and never caused issues. As I got comfortable I even stopped cleaning up the messes and had my boyfriend do it. Id come out of the shower, find clean sheets and my favorite person waiting to take care of me.

Ironically even though I was seeing my ex more, I was unlocking my boyfriend less often. I noticed that after jerking off he kinda falls off, getting lazy and complaining. So i made it more scarce and harder to earn. When his balls are full he’s the perfect boyfriend, jumping and anticipating my needs, which encourages me to keep it that way. Sometimes weeks pass by before I let him out, and I tease him about how I’m enjoying myself while he’s denied, which drives him crazy. Sometimes when im sexting my ex (we literally only text for that), i purposefully ask my boyfriend for a foot massage so he wonders what I’m doing. When he asks, i nonchalantly say it’s X (my ex’s name). I find it weirdly hot seeing my bf at my feet get so curious and worked up about my sex life, while i dismiss him like “it’s nothing, just keep rubbing”, like just giving him crumbs and letting him wonder. I feel weird typing that out lol, i guess Im a bit messed up.

I’ve been using his neediness to make him exercise too. Im pretty fit and it was always a pain getting him to move, so I started taking him to workout by promising him the key. But i always set a standard i know he can’t meet, like running for an hour with me. He collapses halfway through, but I remember he used to run for 5min and give up, so I’m satisfied. That way I know he definitely does his best, and i can still deny him lol. I got a little high on the power honestly. And to be fair, im not always that well intentioned, sometimes i just make him do stuff for my amusement. Like, when gets so desperate to touch himself, like he’s whining and begging like he’s at his limit, i give him some stupid condition. Like I tell him he has to jerk off in a cup and drink it. He’s usually so horny he accepts on the spot , but he always regrets when he finishes. Watching his face twist while he swallows his own cum in post nut clarity is just so funny to me. Ive been really enjoying the chastity thing tbh, I have so many fun anecdotes like these but it’s high time to wrap it up.

Anyway, I’m very happy. I always dreaded not being fulfilled in a relationship because I could only get one side or the other, but now I have both, a sweet, caring boyfriend i love and a guy that meets my sexual needs. And it unlocked a bratty side of me I never suspected. And the best part, there’s no risk of me falling in love with my ex because we’re incompatible outside of the bedroom. I never thought I could do a setup like this, I’ve always been pretty traditional when it comes to relationships, but now i feel like i cant go back. This is what I’ve always wanted without knowing.

If you have any reviews of advice let me know, I don’t really know much about cuckolding and kinda just went along with it.