Let my story serve as a warning to those of you who hide your cuckold fantasies. Keeping your secret so you can hide your shame can only work for so long, and will eventually work against you. Your lust for all things cuckold isn't going to go away. If anything, it's going to become stronger over time. Don't let your pride and ego get in the way of full sexual satisfaction like I did.
I've been indulging in cuckold fantasies for almost 20 years now. I've confessed them to phone sex operators and online sex workers. Ive role played the most intense and humiliating scenarios, as Im sure many of you have. I've basically lived my life terrified of being intimate with a woman, because it will ultimately lead to them discovering that Im not equipped to fully please them, as is the case with many cuckolds. I avoided becoming intimate with a woman all through my adolescence, and was fast approaching the age of 30 while still being a virgin.
Then I met the woman of my dreams. We'll call her L. We both frequented the same poker room for some time. The first few years I knew her, she was engaged. She's a gorgeous dyed blonde. 5'8, just a tad on the heavy side, but it's mostly ass and tits. A curvy woman, but certainly not a BBW. She is well kempt, well dressed, and comes off as well to do. I always imagined that she was engaged to some lawyer or doctor or something. Anyways, she dropped off the face of the map for a few months, and when she returned she was no longer wearing her engagement ring. I sat next to her one night at the tables, and we made small talk as we would always do. I come to discover that her engagement is off, and she is clearly out on the prowl. She's very flirtatious, and I know where this is going, but I cant resist her.
We go out on a few dates, and we really hit it off. Things are starting to get physical, and Im starting to get nervous. I decide to be forthright, and I explain to her that Im a virgin, and I back that up with every excuse except the one that really matters. That I have a tiny cock that Im ashamed of. To my surprise, she's actually way into it. I became a conquest of sorts for her. We try to act like we're going to hold off for as long as possible, but in a few short weeks time it finally happens. She takes my virginity one night, and that's putting it lightly. If my virginity was locked up in a bank vault, she was the robber who blows the fucking vault door off with C4 plastic explosives and claims what is hers. The sex was dynamite. Better than I could have possibly imagined. She was a complete animal and my teacher at the same time.
For months we fucked like rabbits. Every position you can imagine. She was completely insatiable, and I could hardly keep up. My stamina was ......, and I could never last long enough. Her pussy was just too good, and if I didn't focus, I would cum within minutes. Our routine changed. There was far less foreplay involving stimulating me. Blow jobs were off the table. Id spend a minimum of 30 minutes eating her sweet cunt before sex every time, just to push her to the brink. We also stopped rolling around in multiple positions. It was almost exclusively her riding me. It wasn't the traditional bouncing riding that you see in porn either. There was little to no thrusting in and out. She would merely slip onto me, keep me buried, and then GRIND her pelvis against mine. Not sensual and loving, but hard intense grinding. It's only years later that I realize that this was the only way she could cum with me. I didn't have enough cock to stretch her out and make her explode. She could only get there by stimulating her pussy/clit in this grinding manner, and she ALWAYS came first. Sometimes Id cum at the same time, but mostly I was so focused on getting her the pleasure she desired, that I would hold off as long as I could. Once she was done, she would either start pumping up and down on me to finish me off, or would flip over to let me take her doggy style. This would never last more than a few minutes. Once I had seen her satisfied, I didn't have to hold my orgasm back anymore.
While the sex was always great, she was a bit of a prude in general. She didn't like me cursing it up during sex. She's very Catholic, so this kind of makes sense. It doesn't compute though. Here is this good Catholic girl, and she fucks like a god damn sterling race horse. The two just don't pair, unless you're writing a porno. I never in a million years considered introducing any kinks in our few years of having sex. I knew it would come off as weird to her. She likely wouldn't want to partake, and she'd probably always look at me different. I didn't really want to confess my kinks to her anyways. I'm a bit of an alpha in my daily life, so it's tough not only recognizing my flawed dick, but admitting that it would turn me on if she would capitalize on the situation. My ego and pride kept me from opening up my darker sexual desires.
Anyways, after about a year we end up engaged, and a year later we were married. I had so many moments where I nearly called the whole thing off. The woman was a total maniac, and the closer we got, the more I discovered. She wasn't well to do at all. She kept up very well for social appearances, but this woman was a train wreck. Her house was a damn pig sty, which can probably be attributed to raising a 11 year old ...... on her own. Her finances were equally a mess. Multiple credit cards with $15,000+ in balance and a crippling gambling addiction. She was losing money hand over fist playing poker, which had become essentially the only socializing we ever did. That place became our home away from home, and L is equally as alpha as I am. She wasn't about to be told what she could or couldn't do. The poker room was her escape from reality. She felt like she mattered there. It's kind of a male dominated scene, so she had a hell of a lot of fun being the "hot girl". It was a total ego stroke for her. ….
I've been indulging in cuckold fantasies for almost 20 years now. I've confessed them to phone sex operators and online sex workers. Ive role played the most intense and humiliating scenarios, as Im sure many of you have. I've basically lived my life terrified of being intimate with a woman, because it will ultimately lead to them discovering that Im not equipped to fully please them, as is the case with many cuckolds. I avoided becoming intimate with a woman all through my adolescence, and was fast approaching the age of 30 while still being a virgin.
Then I met the woman of my dreams. We'll call her L. We both frequented the same poker room for some time. The first few years I knew her, she was engaged. She's a gorgeous dyed blonde. 5'8, just a tad on the heavy side, but it's mostly ass and tits. A curvy woman, but certainly not a BBW. She is well kempt, well dressed, and comes off as well to do. I always imagined that she was engaged to some lawyer or doctor or something. Anyways, she dropped off the face of the map for a few months, and when she returned she was no longer wearing her engagement ring. I sat next to her one night at the tables, and we made small talk as we would always do. I come to discover that her engagement is off, and she is clearly out on the prowl. She's very flirtatious, and I know where this is going, but I cant resist her.
We go out on a few dates, and we really hit it off. Things are starting to get physical, and Im starting to get nervous. I decide to be forthright, and I explain to her that Im a virgin, and I back that up with every excuse except the one that really matters. That I have a tiny cock that Im ashamed of. To my surprise, she's actually way into it. I became a conquest of sorts for her. We try to act like we're going to hold off for as long as possible, but in a few short weeks time it finally happens. She takes my virginity one night, and that's putting it lightly. If my virginity was locked up in a bank vault, she was the robber who blows the fucking vault door off with C4 plastic explosives and claims what is hers. The sex was dynamite. Better than I could have possibly imagined. She was a complete animal and my teacher at the same time.
For months we fucked like rabbits. Every position you can imagine. She was completely insatiable, and I could hardly keep up. My stamina was ......, and I could never last long enough. Her pussy was just too good, and if I didn't focus, I would cum within minutes. Our routine changed. There was far less foreplay involving stimulating me. Blow jobs were off the table. Id spend a minimum of 30 minutes eating her sweet cunt before sex every time, just to push her to the brink. We also stopped rolling around in multiple positions. It was almost exclusively her riding me. It wasn't the traditional bouncing riding that you see in porn either. There was little to no thrusting in and out. She would merely slip onto me, keep me buried, and then GRIND her pelvis against mine. Not sensual and loving, but hard intense grinding. It's only years later that I realize that this was the only way she could cum with me. I didn't have enough cock to stretch her out and make her explode. She could only get there by stimulating her pussy/clit in this grinding manner, and she ALWAYS came first. Sometimes Id cum at the same time, but mostly I was so focused on getting her the pleasure she desired, that I would hold off as long as I could. Once she was done, she would either start pumping up and down on me to finish me off, or would flip over to let me take her doggy style. This would never last more than a few minutes. Once I had seen her satisfied, I didn't have to hold my orgasm back anymore.
While the sex was always great, she was a bit of a prude in general. She didn't like me cursing it up during sex. She's very Catholic, so this kind of makes sense. It doesn't compute though. Here is this good Catholic girl, and she fucks like a god damn sterling race horse. The two just don't pair, unless you're writing a porno. I never in a million years considered introducing any kinks in our few years of having sex. I knew it would come off as weird to her. She likely wouldn't want to partake, and she'd probably always look at me different. I didn't really want to confess my kinks to her anyways. I'm a bit of an alpha in my daily life, so it's tough not only recognizing my flawed dick, but admitting that it would turn me on if she would capitalize on the situation. My ego and pride kept me from opening up my darker sexual desires.
Anyways, after about a year we end up engaged, and a year later we were married. I had so many moments where I nearly called the whole thing off. The woman was a total maniac, and the closer we got, the more I discovered. She wasn't well to do at all. She kept up very well for social appearances, but this woman was a train wreck. Her house was a damn pig sty, which can probably be attributed to raising a 11 year old ...... on her own. Her finances were equally a mess. Multiple credit cards with $15,000+ in balance and a crippling gambling addiction. She was losing money hand over fist playing poker, which had become essentially the only socializing we ever did. That place became our home away from home, and L is equally as alpha as I am. She wasn't about to be told what she could or couldn't do. The poker room was her escape from reality. She felt like she mattered there. It's kind of a male dominated scene, so she had a hell of a lot of fun being the "hot girl". It was a total ego stroke for her. ….
