RobJohnson

At the time the thought of her having a cream pie did cross my mind, but I didn’t want to find out. It was a difficult time coping with it all. But like I say, she was creating a cuckold. It was her way of getting me how she wanted me to be, accepting the situation of her having lovers. At the time though I did wonder whether she was leaking his seed as the taxi took us home

I was never a cuckold. I didn’t even know what one was, and if I was ever told about it, I would have never wanted to have walked that path. I was created. It took time, I was nurtured, given challenges I didn’t even know I was given. I was tested and put in situations where my wife would create exactly what she wanted. She is greedy, she always was, but rather than hit me with her needs early on, she cleverly lead me into situations that would eventually lead us where we are today. I remember one of my very early tests. A situation she created to see how I would act. She wanted to see if I would conform, how I would handle it all and if I was worth keeping. I am sure if I had reacted differently I would have been history, but that wouldn’t have mattered, she would have found someone else who she would have nurtured. Extremely good looking, busty, slim, blonde, blue eyes, with a warm and welcoming personality, men were and still are drawn to her. In the early days men would just be like a magnet to her, and while some women have a way of turning the attention away, my wife’s body language, personality and looks had the opposite affect and men just clamoured after her. Out with the girls, or at work, I knew I always had men who wanted her, and inside it was killing me. I just wanted her all to myself, but her outlook towards men filled me with a deep uncomfortable feeling inside and she did nothing to relieve that awkward feeling, in fact she made it worse and worse. A new guy at work arrived, a real looker, confident and one I knew she would flirt with as soon as I saw him. We met out in a bar one night quite soon after he joined and you could just tell she was giving him the signals. He was married, and that was my only hope. Would he have the morals to leave her alone, but seeing them that night I just doubted it very much. Her large breasts on show, jutting them out for him, her open stance, her touching him, I knew she was drawing him in. Of course I questioned her thoughts about him, and of course she just passed them off, but I just knew her and knew she couldn’t resist a good looking guy and that she would be making moves towards having him. The Christmas party soon arrived and luckily I was invited as it was for partners too. What a relief I thought, nothing could happen here, I would be there, and so would his wife so I could at least relax. It was at a really nice hotel, my wife dressed to impress in a stunning short dress, boobs on show and I was so proud to be with her. It was a dinner then disco, the dinner being on a large long table. No seating plan, and as everyone went to sit down I ended up sitting next to my wife, with Mr Good Looking sitting opposite her. That made me feel a little uncomfortable, but worse was to come when I found out his wife didn’t make it to the event. No major issues, just her not being there and him sitting opposite my wife were two little things that made me just a slight bit uncomfortable. Dinner was served and dynamics changed in a direction I didn’t want them to take. My wife just carried on talking to Mr Good Looking, laughing, joking, ignoring me, and a couple near me sort of tried to take my attention towards them as if they were trying to take me away from the conversations my wife were having. It basically felt like my wife and her work colleague were the couple and I was the outsider. Laughing and joking became more exaggerated and I became even more the outsider. It was as if I wasn’t even there. It might have been just in my head, but I would look around and I just felt the whole of the table we’re monitoring what was going on, as if they knew they would be after each other and wanted to see how it would unfold. Dinner was concluding and I just was desperate for it to be over when the disco started. I was just about to nip in and take my wife away from him when she told me she was just off to dance, and left me alone as the pair got up. It was humiliating on two fronts. My wife was clearly engaging with him and leaving me alone, but all the eyes of her work colleagues were on them, but also on me to see my reaction. As they danced I didn’t know where to look. Should I monitor what they do, or look away. It was so awkward but then two couples came up to talk to me. It was small talk and I knew they felt sorry for me. They positioned themselves so I wasn’t looking at the dance floor, so I couldn’t see what my wife was up to, and you could tell these people were just being kind to me as they knew how awkward it was. They were being so kind and I appreciated how they were treating me, but every so often I would look over my shoulder to see my wife and her work colleague having a great time, dancing, holding hands etc. Everytime I had a sneaky look, the couples sort of made sure I looked back quickly by asking me a question and taking my attention away from the loving couple. After an hour or so I looked again and my wife and the guy had gone. My heart started to race and I just couldn’t concentrate on the conversations any longer. I had hit a barrier and needed to find her, I think I had had enough and was worried they could take it further so I needed to find her and make sure nothing was going on. There was another bar so I went there. They weren’t there, I went outside, I went to a bar on the top floor, I went everywhere, twice, three times, I was wandering around for an hour trying to find them, and trying to pretend I wasn’t bothered, but clearly I was. Her friends were giving me a wide berth at this point as they clearly knew something and so I was being avoided. About an hour later she turned up, she came over and her personality had changed.She was quiet, she was making forced conversations about how nice the food was, then ten minutes later he walked in and headed to talk to different friends. I cautiously asked her where she had been and she said to the toilet and then she was talking to other people in the other bar. That clearly wasn’t the case as I must have checked that bar over ten times. They were now apart, I had her back, but where had she been. She had had no thoughts for me, just for him and what she wanted to do with him and it looked to me they must have gone somewhere and spent sometime together. At the time you justify it to yourself. Maybe you missed seeing her in the bar. Maybe they just went their separate ways and I missed them both. He is married, so he wouldn’t do anything. The one that did it for me was me thinking that nobody would ever fuck someone else at a Christmas party whilst her partner was at the same function. It was this that I clung to. As the night drew to a close we all got our taxis. I decided to be brave and as Mr Good Looking was saying good bye to everyone I asked him what time his taxi was booked for. His response was to tell me he didn’t have one booked as he was staying at the hotel. As he only lived a few miles away I just wasn’t expecting him to have a room, and as he told me, my heart sank, I got that ache inside and I realised that he had planned it all, left his wife at home, booked a room and in all probability fucked my wife while i was wandering around like a fool looking for her. There I was looking around the hotel for me, when he would have had his cock buried deep into her. We left and as we got in the taxi my emotions were all over the place. She is stunning, so lovely and if I had said anything I just knew she would have got the taxi driver to take her back and he would have ended up fucking her all night. I just didn’t know what to think. I felt lucky to have her, I felt betrayed, I felt if I said something I would lose her, I felt everyone knew what she and him were doing apart from me. I didn’t realise it at the time but this was a part of the challenge. Just a game to see how I would react and what she could get away with. I said nothing and she then took that as a positive step towards her being able to fuck this guy whenever she then wanted. She knew I didn’t have the balls to challenge her, so she knew from then how she could progress with him and other guys. I just didn’t realise at the time it was her way of making me cuckold. She wanted a husband, but he must be pliable and able to accept her need for new cock as and when she wanted it. That night was one of the first in my journey. She succeeded on two fronts, she was conditioning me, and she was getting the cock she craved. All I got was a nice Christmas meal and a very uncomfortable feeling inside

Great shot in her hair. He enjoyed that I am sure, as did your wife

I can imagine there are hundreds of guys on here, not contributing, but taking in what goes on. They are reading and learning, and wondering what is best for them. I can imagine there are loads of guys who worry what their wives get up to, they are desperate to keep their beautiful wives to themselves, but deep down they know it’s a struggle, so they come on here to learn how other guys cope with it. For those guys that are unsure, I just want to try and give some comfort. It was plainly obvious my wife was a strayer. A true flirt, beautiful and obviously would be hit on wherever she goes. The anxiety attached to this is a problem, and you are constantly worried, and looking back on it now, you are just trying to stop the inevitable happening. You can’t stop it. If they are attractive and naturally promiscuous, you might be able to stop one encounter, or delay an encounter, but you will always be trying to stop the inevitable. Your wife will want other men, men will want your wife, it is going to happen if it hasn’t already and so it’s much better for you both if you learn to accept it and let her enjoy what she craves. The reasons I give for this are: 1. You benefit massively. If you learn to accept it, which is a very achievable objective, all the anxiety goes away. Yes you have to learn, but once you have learnt you just feel so much better and more relaxed. It’s like a weight gone off your shoulders. 2. Your relationship improves as your wife is happy having her lovers. She also appreciates you not trying to stop her, so she appreciates you more. Your relationship gets stronger as there are no worries, no fights, no questions. She has better sex (elsewhere) and a better relationship with you, what more could you want. 3. You get pleasure in knowing you have allowed your wife to have the ultimate pleasure. You feel strong that you have allowed it to happen and have learnt how to deal with it. 4. There are bulls out there that can help. This isn’t something I have benefitted from personally, but I would like the situation where a bull could take control and so it takes even more pressure off you. Let the bull and your wife decide everything, it just takes all pressure away from you and makes everybody happier, your wife, the bull and you. 5. If others are having your wife it makes you want her more. It’s natural that you will want her more, the more others want her. You know you have a lady that everbody wants to fuck, so it makes you feel lucky to be involved with her. It all just makes sense. You become a better person by your learnings, and all that anxiety that goes with trying to keep a beautiful woman to yourself disappears. You wife gets what she needs to, so it just makes obvious sense now. I think the sooner you realise the benefits of allowing your wife what she craves, the best for everbody. I just wished I had learnt all about this years ago. The times my wife went away with the girls, dressed to fuck guys and the anxiety it caused me. The times she would say she was out with a girlfriend and I knew it was a guy. It was just she needed something extra and I wasn’t courageous enough at the time when she was clearly indicating to me what she needed. Learn how to cope, embrace it and let your wife have all the cock she craves. Just my thoughts.

I think it’s best for everyone if the bull goes bareback. Both participants obviously prefer the bare cock situation, and I am sure it makes the cuck a better person having to deal with fact that the bull has cum in your wife. The bull leaving his seed is like a calling card, and I think it’s best for you if he sends your wife back seeded. It shows the hierarchy. I think bareback should happen as much as possible, and it’s up to the cuck to help find the right bull to enable bareback to take place. It’s your duty. Maybe if bareback isn’t possible to start with, then to help the cuck progress, the wife should bring the full condom back for either her or her cuck to drink. Returning home with the bulls cum either in your wife, or at least in the condom is important for everyone.

Enjoy it, or learn to enjoy it. I don’t think it’s easy for everyone to see your wife done like this. But learn to enjoy it, think of the pleasure you are allowing her, and think of how strong you are in just letting it happen.

She is getting well looked after

His wife’s pussy will never be the same again. That cock destroys pussy.

Really good this one. This lady loves it

I adore the bottom photo. Absolutely stunning and even better when you have seen what she gets up to. This lady, sorry slut deserves her own thread, blog and website. Thank you for sharing her, she is awesome

Oh my god. There is no way you had a chance of keeping her to yourself. If you ever thought you would then you were kidding yourself. Women like this will always be wanted, and you can just tell there is no way she would turn down cock attention.

Caroline to me looks the sort that you could never have as a nice girlfriend. She looks like she will be on the hunt for men constantly, and even if she wasn’t, you would have no chance keeping men away from her.

I personally think that is a good view point in a swinging or equal relationship, but if you want to be a real cuck, then there needs to be many decisions made that give the cuck that uncomfortable feeling inside. And the more situations you have to cope with, the better the cuck you become.

Just wanted to say I have been in dialogue with Captain Black over the last few days. It has been a real education being able to get a real experienced bulls view on handling a number of circumstances. What I would say is that he is very experienced and has helped me greatly and I would thoroughly recommend a conversation with him if you are a cuck and are unsure how to progress. I have changed my views from wanting to maintain some control, to being able to just accept that it would be in everyone’s best interest for me to be clearly number 3 in any relationship between my wife, the bull and myself. He has given me a different outlook and I hope we can continue the dialogue so I can continue to learn. A really good guy, not in my area unfortunately, but if he was I would feel comfortable in him dealing with my wife in the way he sees fit.

I think I could deal with it better if her lover was more like you. I think you are being more respectful towards the cucks feelings. The end result is the same, just an easier transaction. Thanks, this is all helping me.

No, she doesn’t tell me. I think she just dare not make the next step of telling me what she gets up to in case our relationship breaks down (which it wouldn’t) . But I am sure she knows I know, we just sort of avoid discussing it. But it’s pretty clear what she does. I am happy for her, I truly am. It’s just the bull and him getting one over me

I totally get this. I don’t mind helping her get ready for dates, buying her clothes etc. We never talk about him and she just says she is going out with “work friends” But when I see him, there is that look of he is getting one over me. Like a sneer and a grin as if to show he is winning against me. He shags loads of women, so just like your wife, mine is just a conquest, a woman he can use whenever he wants. My wife don’t like condoms, so I know he will be cumming in her. Its that look he gives me. I can’t get it out of my head. Then I imagine her sucking him off and it gets worse. I know it’s good for her, so I accept that, that is what I focus on. But I can just imagine what he is feeling when he dumps his load in her.

That’s really interesting, because someone else told me that once the wife is allowed to fuck another man, however cuck you are, you need to be involved in the when, who and how often decisions. Because if you don’t they can become very greedy and it gets out of hand. I just struggle with the thought of the guys cumming in her, or her sucking them off. I kind of am okay with her getting enjoyment but not them. Weird I suppose. But taking your point onboard, I do know that if we do get to having discussions, I will need to reign her in as I will hardly get to see her as she will be fucking everything that has a cock. Then it can all go horribly wrong.

Wow - that bull just totally destroyed your wife’s ass.

Just wondered what your thoughts are on the Bulls? My wife is a cheater, so her bulls enjoy her but I don’t have relationships with them. I feel that her current lover sort of thinks he is getting one over me, so I don’t really like him, but also I have some weird sort of respect that he is pleasing her. Its hard for me to explain in my situation as it’s full of contradiction. But what is your thoughts on your wives bulls? Is it a friendship? Ultimate respect for them satisfying your wife? Are you in awe of them? You submissive towards them? Just wondering as I want my partner to have fun, but I struggle with the thought of the bulls having fun with her. But I understand you can’t have one without the other. I do talk to someone who tells me that my wife’s pleasure is the only thing that should matter, and I should focus on this, but I am still up and down with it. Sometimes I am okay, then sometimes I am not. Let me know, please give detail as you might be help me cope with the situation. Would love to hear from both bulls and cucks as I genuinely am looking for help. I certainly don’t want to stop my wife from straying, I know it’s important that carries on for her, it’s feelings towards the bull only I need to deal with

I hang around upstairs as she finishes getting ready. Sitting applying her make up I notice her beauty. Her huge boobs push against her bra, her pussy is barely contained in that tiny thong. I think how lucky I am to have her, it’s just tonight it will be someone else who has their way with her. She puts the dress on and asks me to do it up. I nervously put the zip up, my hands shaking knowing James will be undoing this very zip later. It’s hard to explain the feeling, I want to appear okay with it all as I want her to feel good, but I do feel anxious. As she turns around I hug her, we hold each other for a good while, and I know she is trying to tell me everything will be fine. It’s at this point I ask her if James will be there tonight. I didn’t want to ask, but I just wanted to be 100% sure. She looks at me, she’s bites her bottom lip and just nods her head. Her look tells me everything I knew, but now it’s confirmed. I know I shouldn’t be a barrier, I can’t be, so I confidently just say “that’s good, I hope you all have a good night” and I smile as if I am comfortable and coping well. But inside I have that feeling of knowing she is 100% going out to fuck James. She walks out the room and tells me to get the car ready as she needs a lift to the restaurant. I drive her there and again I have mixed emotions. I am driving my wife to be fucked by her lover, the very guy who likes to get one over me. Am I mad? But then I also think that I am helping her by taking her there, I am in some small way contributing to her having a good time and that makes me feel good. I drop her off and she kisses my cheek. I get a kiss on the cheek, James will get his cock sucked, it just seems unfair. As she gets out I look in the restaurant and all her friends are there, they see me drop her off and I wonder what they think of me, they must know what’s going on. As luck would have it, James walks around the corner as she gets out of the car and they meet up. I can’t see them fully from my driving position, but I see the bottom half of their bodies as they come together. Did they kiss on the lips or cheek I don’t know, but I did see their bodies meet, their hands come together and then struggle to part from each other as they walked into the restaurant. I suppose the worst bit was driving off. They walk in the restaurant and I drive away. All her friends would have seen that, they must think I am stupid allowing it to happen. It takes me a good while to get myself together. Back at home I analyse my behaviour for what seems like hours. I am so proud I have not been a barrier to her having her lover. I feel so proud that I have the strength to allow it to all happen. I am so proud that I haven’t kicked up a fuss, and I know if I continue to support her, eventually she will become fully open with me about her desire to have other men. It’s my fault that she isn’t confident in telling me what she gets up to, so I need to support her more so she gains confidence in telling me. Yes I am very proud I have behaved so well over the last few weeks, and this analysing has helped me get through the hours while she is away. I do wonder what is happening, but I never text her and ask how she is. I can’t, it would be imposing and may put her off her concentrating on her lover, again I am proud that I am keeping my distance and allowing her the space she needs. My next anxious moment is when the bars have shut. They all close at 11pm near us, so she should be back at 11.30pm latest, but I know that is when the action will start. As 11.30pm hits I start wondering what she is up to. It will be now that he will probably be having her, unless they left early and he has already done her. I visualise her on her back, her dress pushed up, her legs sprayed and James pumping his cock into her. This feeling is weird, it’s a nice feeling thinking of her being fucked like a slut, but I then feel bad thinking of the guy actually enjoying her. I want her to have her fun, but I don’t want any guy to have her, it’s just so strange and hard to explain. It’s like 20% great feeling, 80% horrible. I get hard thinking of her being fucked and my cock is hard. I start to wank as I lay there in bed thinking of her on her back being fucked and I shoot my load. It’s a heavy cum, a good weeks worth as my wife hasn’t been near me all week. This is usual on the build up to her having a lover. I am a mess with spunk and I get up to clean myself up, but this is when the feelings are the worst. There is no positive after I have cum and I just question why the hell is my wife fucking another guy right now as I just let it all happen? This feeling remains as I get back into bed, then eventually the door goes. I pretend I have been sleeping, as she walks in the room. She nervously says she needs to just put her dress in water to wash it as she needs it for her holiday. She goes downstairs to deal with the dress and I realise she needs to wash away any evidence. It would just have been as easy yo wash it in the morning, so there is a clear reason to do it now. She come up 10 minutes later completely naked, and she goes to the bathroom as I pretend to be asleep. When she come to bed I ask her if she had a good time, and she just says “yes it was okay” non commital, not wanting to rub my face in it by saying it was amazing. I say nothing, I don’t want to put her on the spot, I just say I am tired and I hold her as she goes to sleep. I have her back, but holding her is weird. Holding someone who only half hour ago would have been fucked by someone else is an odd feeling. It like she has been used, she may still be feeling the pleasure he gave her, some of his spunk may still be up her and for sure her mind will be on him. Eventually I drop off exhausted, emotionally exhausted from over two weeks of worry. I wake in the morning and she is already up, showering and talking about anything and everything apart from last night. I pop downstairs and check in the laundry room and there in the sink is that dress. And in there also is her bra and knickers. She clearly had evidence of James on them that needed washing off. We continued to talk throughout the day about everything but the night before. It was important we got back to normal, until the next time she wanted James or any other lover that she wanted. The dress never made it on the short holiday we went on, but then again o always knew it was intended for James’s benefit and not the holiday.

She breaks the news that she has another works function to go on. She really just slips it into conversation as she knows I won’t be happy. I feel an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach, as I know James is bound to be there. I don’t like James, confident, good looking and a natural way with the ladies. I know my wife likes him, and evidence on her phone virtually proves he has had my wife several times. The night out gives him another opportunity for him to have her, and I can imagine they have both spoken about the opportunity that lay ahead. He looks down on me, he smiles at me whenever I see him, but it’s more of a snigger and I know he is thinking he is getting one over me. We don’t get on, and I know he will take the opportunity to seed my lovely wife and get one over me. Its a week away, and the weekend prior to the night out we head to town on the Sunday. Clothes shopping, where my wife chooses a short dress, easily accessible, low cut that shows of her huge breasts. The dress she informs me would look great for the holiday we have coming up, but I am not stupid, I know the purchase is for her night out, she just doesn’t want to tell me. New underwear is also purchased, her 34E bra for her large bust and a tiny thong that barely covers her lovely pussy. My stomach is in knots as we shop. I know it’s for James’s benefit, but I say nothing. I never say anything, for some reason I choose to just let it happen. I don’t know why, I just do. I don’t want it to happen, and I keep seeing James’s horrible grin in my head as I think of how he will be looking forward to having my wife again. Best I just go with it though. It’s best for our relationship, it makes her happy, and I know it’s pointless trying to stop it as she always finds a way to fulfill her needs. The night arrives and I am very anxious. I have been all day, but as she goes upstairs to prepare for the night out it gets worse. My hands sweat, time goes uncomfortably slow as I know she is preparing herself for him. I think of him too, I just can’t help it. His balls will be full of cum that he intends to fill my wife’s pussy with. I have a picture of her in my head of her on her knees sucking him off. That grin on his face as he is being sucked off, I just can’t stop visualising it and my stomach is in knots again. I get around it by focussing on the fact it’s for the best it happens. It’s for the best he has her, it makes her happy. I don’t know whether I believe that, but I really keep telling myself it’s for the best. As I go upstairs to check her out, that dress is hanging up ready for her to put it on. I look at it and she knows what I am thinking. She uncomfortably says that she didn’t know what to wear so she thought she would try the new holiday dress. It’s far too revealing for a works function, but it will give him easy access, so it serves a purpose and it will certainly get him going............ TBC

Just a further point on this. I recently watched a reality video where a woman had set her friend up with three black men. Obviously all barriers had been removed and the woman was totally comfortable with what was about to happen. Aftee about 5 minutes of the women chatting what would happen, the instigator allowed the studs into the room. The key for me here was the look on the woman’s face, and after that her actions. It was like a baby receiving a comforter, or a child receiving a present. Yo could just see from her facial expressions and her movement how much desire she had to be taken by these men. The barriers were removed, and it was all down to human instinct of the woman desperately wanting those cocks. She didn’t want to appear to be a total slut, but her face gave it away. Then she didn’t want to appear to be hungry for cock, so she let the boys undress her, so she could appear not to be the instigator, she wanted to appear a lady. But once that clit had been touched, she had those cocks in her mouth like a shot. They all want it, they all need it, they just all need to feel comfortable before they allow those instincts to come out.

Any woman can be changed. Even a nice librarian type in a long dress could be made into a total slut if you took all her inhibitions away and made her feel sexual. Circumstances may get in the way of them making a slutty decision, but if you can address the circumstances, then anything is possible. They need confidence, they need to be desired, they need to know there won’t be implications. If you can address those issues, I am sure that if you placed any lady in a room with three handsome men who wanted her, then the outcome would be that she would be blasted in every hole. The main thing is to ensure they know there won’t be any implications. They won’t want relationships to change, they won’t want to be viewed as a slut. But if they knew they could have a new cock, and nothing changed afterwards and they would still be loved the same, then they will do it for sure. It is only potential repercussions that stop them. You take attractive women that get hit on all the time. They love the attention, they are confident they can get men, and it’s only repercussions that stop them straying. Studs who have many women are good at making women feeling good and will tell them they won’t feel any negativity towards them if they drop their knickers easily. The women then know there won’t be repricussions and will allow the studs to fuck them. Most women who have affairs are good at minimising repercussions, and once they have done that, then they go for their waiting studs. Just be careful what you wish for. A woman who is confident and know they are allowed to fuck other men are a real handful. They know they can get cock easily and they want it as much as possible with as many different men as they can get. So just be careful and ensure you really want this, as you turn a woman into a slut, there isn’t any going back. They will be confident, they will feel good and they will take as much cock as they can lay their hands on. Lastly, be careful with any slut remarks. Some don’t like it, some don’t like to be known as a slut, and so it’s best just saying they enjoy sex a lot. We all know they are total cock hungry sluts, but if we just say it is normal that they like sex, it makes it sound nicer for them. Bottom line, no woman in the right mindset and environment will turn down a handsome man who wants to fuck her. It’s just getting the environment and mindset right

I agree, top bulling here 👍🏻