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Throwaway for obvious reasons. We’ve been together 4 years, married 2. I’m 30M, she’s 27F—an absolute stunner: skinny blonde bombshell, long wavy hair, perky tits with that intricate lotus tattoo down her sternum, toned stomach, killer legs, and the kind of sexual energy that makes every room notice her. She’s always been the wild one in bed, and breeding/risk play has been my biggest fantasy for years. We’ve talked hotwife/cuck stuff endlessly—me jerking to the idea of her getting stretched and filled by a hung bull—but every time we got close to actually doing it, I got cold feet. Too intense, too real. So it stayed fantasy.
Until today.
Out of nowhere this afternoon she texts me a wall of messages (while I’m at work, of course):
“I don’t want to ruin your day but I need to be honest and tell you something and I’m too scared to tell you in person. But in January I hung out with the bull we saw on Feel’d and we had sex without a condom because he had been tested. He came in me without asking and without warning for whatever reason. I took a plan b the next night and I guess it didn’t work because I found out I was pregnant a week ago. My appointment today was for an abortion, so at 4pm I have to take the pills that cause the bleeding and pain. I feel really disappointed in myself and sad that I have to do this again and I know that it’s partially my fault. Even though I have no signs of stds I got a test for that too just for my peace of mind. I hope you’re not mad at me and I want to get along still. So I’ll probably be in the bathroom all night whenever you get home. I’m sorry for lying to you”
Corey is the bull she found on Feeld months ago. The one whose dick pics she showed me—thick, dark, veiny monster cock that looked way bigger than anything I’ve got. She was obsessed. And apparently, one day in January she lied about where she was going, met him, and let him raw-dog her on their very first in-person hookup. No condom because “he had been tested.” He came inside her without warning (her words—idk if she begged for it or not, but knowing her filthy side, part of me wonders). She took Plan B the next night. It failed. She got pregnant from that single load. Had the abortion appointment today.
I’m sitting here at home now, processing. We were already on the rocks—heading toward breaking up anyway—but this hit like a freight train.
On one hand, I’m devastated. The lie, the secrecy, going behind my back, the pregnancy from another man’s cum, the abortion decision she made without even talking to me first. The trust is shattered. I feel sick, betrayed, angry, heartbroken.
On the other hand… fuck. This is the exact fantasy I’ve jerked off to for years. My hot 27-year-old blonde wife sneaking off to get railed raw by a hung BBC bull she met online. Getting stretched wide by that massive cock on the first meet. Him pumping her full without pulling out. Her tiny body taking every thick rope deep against her cervix until she was flooded. The fact it actually took—got her pregnant from superior seed—has me rock-hard nonstop. Picturing her pale skin against his dark body, her legs shaking in those heels she loves, moaning while he bred her… it’s destroying me in the hottest way possible.
I’m so turned on I can barely think straight, but so upset I want to scream. The arousal and the pain are fighting inside me and neither is winning.
Has anyone here gone through something like this? The fantasy becoming real in the worst/best way? How do you even begin to process it? Do you lean into the kink and try to salvage, or is the betrayal too much?
Vent, advice, similar stories—anything. Just need to get this out before I lose my mind.
Thanks for reading.
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