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As a pervy college professor, every semester I wonder what my students would think if they had a clue what a sissy cuck I used to be when I was their age. What would the jocks and frat bros do if they found out that I used to worship hunky alpha cock in my early 20s? How hard would they laugh if they came to my office hours and saw underneath my suit the lacy lingerie I sometimes still teach in? What would the too pretty sorority girls think if they discovered that their favorite professor had sucked more cock and swallowed more loads when he was in college than their entire friend group combined?
All throughout my undergrad, from freshman year up my masters program, I was in an intense cuckold relationship with Haley: Blonde, bisexual, captain of the dance squad, size queen, a year younger than me. We dated from my senior year of high school to my senior year of college. For the first year we were dating, she and I were your typical high school couple. She was athletic, popular, always busy with dance, and I was the well-liked star on the football field about to graduate. It was very Taylor and Travis coded. We took each other’s virginity in my bedroom one day after school. The sex seemed incredible at the time, but was basically vanilla. We stupidly thought it was love, so when I went off to college and she entered senior year, we decided to stay together. A couple months later, she asked if she could take her friend Eric to that year’s homecoming dance, and I was fine with it. When I came back to visit for Christmas break, Haley tearfully confessed that she had given Eric a blowjob in his truck after homecoming—that was in bed, after I had just fucked Haley for the first time in months. Maybe I’m just pathetic and weak, but I figured it was unfair for me to be off partying in college while my girlfriend back home suffered alone, so after a long talk and lots of crying, we agreed to a more open situation. We were still officially together and called each other boyfriend/girlfriend, but she ended up taking Eric to prom at the end of the year. They fucked during the afterparty, in a bedroom upstairs while people were partying on the other side of the door. She also ended up having a threesome with her best friend and her bff’s boyfriend before graduating, which caused her to realize that she’s bi.
We ended up going to different colleges in different towns, but only a couple hours away from one another, so I would see Haley every other weekend or so. When she would come to visit me, things were typical. We would go out, have fun, go back to my place and fuck. Things were much crazier whenever I would visit her, though. Haley had joined a sorority (KKG), and hence the parties tended to be bigger, wilder, with a lot more guys. During that first year, I only ever got to hear details, but never witnessed them first hand. Whenever I came to stay with her, she would tell me about guys she had fooled around with since that last time we fucked. It would be such a huge turn on to kiss her lips having just heard about some frat bro giving her a facial a couple nights before, or to eat her pussy while she described getting drunkenly fucked by some guy on the football team. While I had a couple mediocre hookups of my own, for the most part I was monogamous while Haley had permission to play around. As I recall, her bodycount that first year of college went from four—me, Eric, and that threesome—to eleven by the summer.
The next couple of years got increasingly kinkier with Haley. Starting the next year, I went to a few of her sorority formals, though she usually preferred taking a frat bro as a date. That’s when I first started meeting some of the guys who had been fucking my girlfriend. Twenty years later they’re mostly a blur of Chads and Jacks and Andrews, a handful of D1 athletes who I had only ever watched on TV, jerks with popped collars. Some I would shake hands, knowing that they had fingered her and spanked her, knowing who had a big cock and who shot big loads. As a sophomore, Haley moved into a new apartment with a much more chill roommate that didn’t mind me sleeping on the couch while some other dude was in my girl’s bed. Most of the guys would shut the door and I had to just listen to her moans, but a few let me watch from a distance. Although I wanted to, I never built up the courage to join. Sitting in a cuck chair (before I knew that term), I would cum in my own pants, letting my load get cold and dry while some guy I would never meet again was filling Haley’s pussy. We fell into a pattern where we would go out on a nice date on Friday when first arrived in town, then on Saturday we would hit up a club with her friends. Sometimes I would come back to her apartment alone and fall asleep beneath girly pink sheets, feminine decor surrounding me on the walls, while she would be getting railed at some other guy’s apartment, and I would only hear the details the next morning when she would get back from her walk of shame. Eating her used pussy made it obvious whether she had a good time or not. That was also her first year going to Cancun on Spring Break. She fucked four guys on a one day alone that weekend and we stopped keeping track of her body count.
It was Haley’s junior year, and my senior, that it became obvious we were going to split up soon, albeit amicably. There was still a lot of affection, but the relationship had become really about the sex, which was better than ever. That was the year she started dating Kurt as well as me. He played baseball for a D1 school in the next state. They had met that weekend in Cancun and kept in touch; he would sext and she would let me read his messages while sucking me off. Kurt and I met when we both came to stay with Haley on the same weekend. Naturally I was relegated to the couch while he got to stay in her bed. That first night, while I lay in the living room half asleep but fully hard, Kurt stepped out of the bedroom completely naked, his uncut cock thick and wet and definitely bigger than mine. He grabbed a beer from the kitchen and sat next to me. He told me to suck him off. It wasn’t a question, it was a command. It was the first time giving head to another guy and I didn’t even hesitate. He got hard again after a few minutes, stood up and closed Haley’s door behind him. We didn’t mention it again until the following afternoon when we got day drunk at Haley’s apartment pool and my girlfriend declared that she wanted to watch my supposedly good cock sucking skills. We took turns licking his BWC before Haley and I 69’d while Kurt fucked her doggystyle, his cum dripping onto my tongue.
That was the only time I met Kurt, but it wasn’t the last time Haley and I shared a cock that year. She came to visit me for Halloween (she was a sexy pirate, I was a safari hunter) and we hooked up with my friend Marc, the only time she cucked me on my own home turf. Word went around that Marc had a massive cock and Haley wanted to find out for herself. The rumor turned out to be true and I would end up sucking his dick a few times on my own. Then there was her friend Jack, another frat bro. It was my first time getting ass fucked and Haley had to hold my hand. Suddenly the floodgates opened and I spent my final year of college exploring parts of my sexuality I had neglected. Haley and I spent less time with one another as we both continued to fuck new people. We finally broke up when she met a guy named Zafer who wasn’t down with the cuckold dynamic anymore, but by then I was regularly having semi-anonymous hook ups of my own. Zach was the first to give me a facial. Ian fucked me in the bathroom in the middle of my friend’s house party. Jonathan and I hooked up in a dirty bathroom stall. James liked to be called Daddy.
Now I’ve been married for a decade and I even though my wife and I still enjoy kinky play, my sissy era of sucking frat cock is in the past. Nonetheless, every semester I have a fresh crop of frat bros in my classes and it always makes me wonder what they would do if they knew my history as a cuck. Some of the guys are so hot and masculine, I can’t help but imagine giving them head in my office or watching them plow my pretty wife while I helplessly watch. What would they think if they knew how easy it would be to get me to gag on their cocks? Or how badly I want to see them strip my sexy wife naked and use her body like just another sorority slut? God, it’s such a huge fantasy to imagine them talking dirty about her while degrading me. If only they knew that my reputation as a professor for an easy A also included a reputation in college for a different kind of easy A.
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