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My Husband is a Cuckold!? Part 6.After each of those times, ..
🕑 Added 2024-10-23 08:20:36 +0000 UTCMy Husband is a Cuckold!? Part 6.
After each of those times, I felt mixed emotions towards Dima. I could rudely respond to a simple question, try to poke fun at him if he failed at something. I began to notice that this desire to h*miliation him in bed started to spill over into everyday life. It scared me because I loved him and understood that all this would not lead to anything good.
I woke up early in the morning, it was a weekend, and Dima was still asleep. I started reading on Google about such practices in couples, honestly, before this, I hadn’t even suspected such things were possible.
"Cuckold" - this word flashed in every article when I typed queries like "Husband asks about sex with the ex," "Husband suggests sex with another man" etc.
A cuckold is a fetishistic sexual practice where husband approves in the sexual "infidelity" of their wife.
So, my husband is a cuckold?
I began to explore different forums, talk to other people, and started to understand that such a thing exists, that my husband was not the only one like this. This somewhat calmed me down if you could call it calm.
At least, I let off some steam and began to understand my Dima more. I really wanted to talk to him about this topic.
Because I didn't need anyone but him. But I must admit, during moments of sexual arousal and his behavior like that, I wanted to humiliation him. Sit on his face or insult him with words. And I even liked it. It was a bit shameful to admit this to myself.
It was very hard to talk to him about this face to face. I took my phone, deliberately got up loudly from the bed to wake him up, and went to the kitchen.
"Dima, I'm really worried about our relationship," I wrote, "I googled this topic and, it seems, I even understood what it's called."
I heard his phone vibrate, he must look at it. A few seconds passed and I saw that the message was read.
"And what did you find out?"
"Um... I'm somehow embarrassed to write this word."
"Sunshine, don't be shy, please write it."
"So... you're a cuckold, or at least you want to be?"
I was trembling. It was a very exciting moment. One thing is to talk about the penises of exes in an aroused state, another thing is to discuss this issue so soberly and calmly.
"Ksyu, you've made me blush. Thanks for at least writing. I would be ashamed to look you in the eyes now."
"That's why I did it. I'm also uncomfortable. So? You want to be a cuckold?"
"Probably, yes."
"Probably or yes?"
"Yes, I want."
I can't say that it didn't bring up any negativity in me now. I was getting used to the idea, but the misunderstanding of how one could want this still prevailed.
"Dima, I don't want to judge you. I want to accept you as you are. But I'm worried that this could destroy our relationship. What do you think?"
"Sunshine, I love you and want to do this not because my feelings for you have weakened."
"Then why? You've noticed how my attitude towards you has changed lately? I haven't loved you any less, but this misunderstanding of you in bed and the desire to sit on your face, it spilled over into everyday life."
"Yes, I noticed. And I understand everything, so I try not to argue with you. Essentially, it's because of me. But I think we will learn to control these processes."
"I hope so, Dima. But be prepared for such my attitude. I can't fully control it yet."
"Okay, my love, I understand."
"Do you really understand all this? One thing is fantasies, and another is reality?"
"I'm probably unsure."
Again he started to show uncertainty and mumble. For me, it was like a drop of bl*od for a shark, I feel it from miles away.
"What are you unsure about, Dima? Are you ready to realize that I went on a date with a guy and he will fuck me? Really, do with me whatever he wants. And I will reciprocate. He will rub his dick on my body, his secretions will stay on me, will give it to my mouth, bend me over… I will moan under him. You've already heard how I moan under another, right? Only then, I wasn't yours."
I sent him this message in one breath. For some time, he didn't respond. Probably, he started masturbating again.
"Sunshine, I really don't want you to misunderstand me, but I really want this and have wanted it for a long time. I often remember how you fucked with Vanya, your moans are still in my head. Exactly those moans, which another brought you to."
"Maybe you have a psychological trauma from this?"
"I don't think so, it's more likely jealousy that grew over time. I was very jealous at the beginning of our relationship. And I started to fantasize that over time this wild jealousy of your past grew into this."
"So you're not jealous?"
"No-no, love. You misunderstood me. I'm infinitely jealous, but this jealousy is diluted with lust. I really want to peek behind the curtain of all this."
"You want to see how another will use me? Dima, I know myself, when I'm on a dick, I can't think and weigh, whether I'm going too far. I fully give myself to the man. My priority is to please the partner I've given myself to. Are you ready for this?"
"Damn, the way you write! I'm both aroused and scared at the same time."
"Fuck, you're starting again! Can you answer me?! Are you sure about your desires right now?!"
I think he could feel my anger even from the other room.
"Yes, sunshine, I want. I'm sure! I will love you even more after this! And it won't negatively affect our relationship! At least from my side."
I doubted his certainty, but okay.
"So you want to watch all this? Or do you want to wait somewhere else while I'm with another? But I'll say this, the first few times I definitely don't want to do it in front of you. I won't be able to fully relax if you're watching."
"Okay, I understand sunshine! I will do as you're comfortable!"
"Good, cuckold!"
These words just burst out of me, I think he almost came. I felt already wet.
I returned to the room, Dima was lying on his back with a phone in his hand. I tore off his blanket and saw that in the other hand was his dick.
I approached him, silently pushed the fabric of his night shorts aside, and sat on his dick. Fuck, it was so pleasant. He lay there so timidly under me, trying not to come in 10 seconds, which was pitiable. I again felt superiority over him and I couldn't but like it. In ordinary life, he solved many of my problems and was a reliable man. But in bed, everything will be different now.
