Before our paths crossed five years ago, my wife had already immersed herself deeply in the polyamorous and kink communities. My previous relationship introduced me to the world of cuckolding, and when I mentioned it to her, she dove in instantly, captivated by the thrill.
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However, there was a boundary my ex regularly crossed that my wife steadfastly maintained: cheating was off-limits. She always honored consent and the ethics of ethical non-monogamy. While she delighted in being an insatiable, uninhibited plaything for other men, she drew a firm line at secret betrayals. That was, until last night.
For months now, we had been flirting and playing with a bull through an online group chat. He was a master of control, expertly dominating both of us in every exchange. Yet, when I was out last night, he pushed her desire beyond the brink. The messages grew private and intense, coaxing her to strip down and perform exclusively for his eyes.
She masturbated on camera, obeying his every command, tasking herself tirelessly for over an hour. His final order was clear: she had to come for him. Lost in a frenzy of pleasure, she climaxed four times in rapid succession, her body trembling with need.
The wave of euphoria faded, replaced swiftly by shame and remorse. She was appalled at how she had crossed the line she once claimed was sacred. It took time for me to soothe her nerves and assure her that the secret thrill of her disobedience was a fantasy I loved. Once the panic ebbed, she promised with unwavering conviction it would never happen again.
But I couldn’t let it go. “You want to, don’t you?” I urged.
Her breath hitched and, after a moment’s hesitation, she whispered, “Yes…”
“So you’ll do it again, won’t you?”
She exhaled sharply, “Fuck.”
“Be honest with me,” I coaxed.
Her eyes opened wide, lips parting as she nodded almost involuntarily, as if the desire held control over her more than she did.
“You insatiable, dirty slut,” I murmured, pushing her gently back onto the bed, sliding between her thighs to reclaim the passion that was uniquely ours.
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