Hello, my name is Ksenia. I'm from Ukraine. My husband and I practice cuckold relationships. I want to tell you our story from the beginning. I'll be waiting for your feedback
The first time this happened was in the summer of 2018. My then-boyfriend, Dima, went to Moscow to attend a friend's esports event for Dota 2. I was categorically against the trip, but there were reasons why I couldn't forbid him or dissuade him from going. It was a pretty difficult period in our lives and relationship. But that's not important in the context of this story, I just want to emphasize that we weren't as balanced and mature as a couple back then as we are now.
We would video call each other every day. I was insanely worried that he would cheat on me, although Dima never gave me any reason to think so. But we girls tend to think and feel this way
I carefully examined his apartment for any potential "sluts." But aside from pizza, *****, and Dota, I found nothing. We texted a lot, sometimes argued, but overall, things were fine. Then, in the middle of his vacation, during one of our text conversations, Dima wrote:
"Love, I've wanted to ask you something for a long time. But I don't even remotely know how you'll react. I want you to understand me correctly and not think anything of it."
"You're scaring me!) Just tell me!)", I replied.
Thoughts of infidelity or something similar came to mind, but I tried to keep myself together.
"Damn, I'm really nervous. I've had a lot to *****, Vanya is a*****, and I'm sitting in the bathroom and decided that today I'll discuss this topic with you."
"And why decide to do it now?? When you're so far away!"
"Probably, the distance played a major role."
"Come on, speak up! Don't beat around the bush! I'm starting to worry! What do you want to tell or ask me?! Maybe we should call instead?!"
"No, let's, please, text. It'll be hard for me to say this... I want to ask..."
"Ask already, Dima!"
"Well, in general... Ummmmm... I'm very interested to know about your relationship with your ex..."
"What exactly are you interested to know? I've already told you everything. How we met, how long we dated, etc."
"Actually, I don't mean that. I'm interested to know about your intimate life..."
"What what?!"
At that moment, I absolutely didn't understand the question and couldn't even imagine that he would ask something like that.
"What do you mean, about intimate life?! Why? What do you want to know?!"
"Well... details."
"What do you mean, damn it, details?? Dim, what the hell?"
I could write "what do you mean" ten more times, but it wouldn't help me understand what he wanted from me and why he was asking such questions.
"Please, don't worry. I love you, sunshine, and this isn't about some bad attitude towards you, in case you thought so. I'm just interested to know."
"Your interests are weird, Dim! Are you sure you want to know?"
I was worried that such information would make him feel disgusted towards me.
"Yes, I'm sure. I've wanted to know this for a long time."
"This is very strange, Dim, but alright. Then ask, what exactly are you interested in?"
"How did you ***** with him for the first time?"
I couldn't stop being surprised by the situation. What kind of questions are these? Why would he need to know? I was convinced he had fallen out of love with me, and this was the beginning of the end, otherwise why would a loving person need to know such things? But I decided to go through with it and tell him. I even got a bit angry over such questions, hoping that my answers would won't upset him, and he would no longer ask them.
"Well, it was at some party, and I wasn't fully in control of my thoughts... Ah yes, it was on New Year's."
"And how was it? I mean... well... How did it happen exactly?"
"Damn, I still don't understand why you're asking this, and why I'm telling you this. Can you explain? Honestly, it's really not pleasant for me to tell you this."
"Sunshine, I'm begging you, don't worry. Just let go of the situation. There's no hidden meaning on my part. My attitude towards you will remain the same, as before you tell me. And it won't affect anything. It's just plain curiosity."
"Okay, fine. It's still strange, but if you're asking... We were celebrating New Year's at an apartment with friends, I already knew then that I wanted to finally to have sex, and I hinted at it to him. So, I had more than I usually would because I was very nervous. By one in the morning, I was feeling quite lightheaded, but still aware of what was happening. He realized I had enough, and suggested we go to his place. His parents were celebrating at friends', so the house was empty. Continue?"
"Yes, sunshine! Thank you for telling me. I really appreciate it right now!"
"Damn. Well, we called a taxi, and he started in the taxi. Kissing, touching between my legs, I was in a dress. We arrived at his place, and he quickly ran to prepare the room, even lit candles) So he had experience in these matters. I said I wanted to take a shower, I was so nervous then. It's a good thing I felt more relaxed, otherwise, I would have definitely refused and gone home. After the shower, wrapped in a towel, I went to the room, he was sitting on the bed. He was already in his underwear. Told me to come over. I approached. He took off my towel, it was very scary and awkward. Then he put me on his knees, and we started kissing. Well, then sex and that's it."
"That's it? You stopped at the most interesting part. I really, really want to hear the end, please. Please, sunshine!"
"Ooooooh, what are you doing?! How awkward I feel right now. Why are you doing this to me?"
"Really, sorry that this is happening. But you have to finish the story, otherwise I won't be able to *****."
"Okay, I understand. Well, we were kissing, touching each other between the legs."
"You touched his penis before, didn't you?"
"Well, yes, we had been dating for a long time by that point. Well, and so... He sat me down next to him, and directed my head towards his penis. I got off the bed onto my knees, sat between his legs, and started to suck."
"Wow! Had you done that for him before?"
"You're surprise me, Dima!"
"Well, please tell me."
"Yes, there was a time. Sometimes he persuaded me to do it. Like, no sex, so at least make it pleasant with your mouth. So, I did."
"Did you like it?"
"Well, yes, it was unusual. Especially since after that, he would perform oral on me too."
"Got it, sunshine. What happened next?"
"Well, I gave him a blowjob, then he laid me down on my back on the bed, and started to perform oral on me."
"Was it pleasant?"
"Of course, it couldn't be unpleasant. He licked for about 15 minutes. He wanted to prepare me well. And then he got up to me, lay on top, and started kissing me, while simultaneously masturbating me with his fingers. Then, he asked how I was feeling? And if I was ready? I said 'Yes.' And he started to guide his penis there... again, thanks to al*ohol, I wasn't too nervous anymore. And he began to fuck. It was not very cool. But I endured."
"Poor thing. Did it unpleasant for long?"
"Thanks for feeling sorry for me) You're certainly strange. Maybe enough?"
"Please, tell me to the end."
"We had sex for about ten minutes. It wasn't pleasant for me, not at all. I endured it for him. Then he sped up, pulled out, and finished on my belly. That's pretty much it."
"Was there bl....?"
"Yes, there was. I immediately ran to the bathroom. It was sore down there."
"Why was it not so cool? Was his penis big?"
"Oh come on...! What kind of questions are those?"
"Well, really, I'm curious."
"Oh my god... Yes, his was really big."
I was starting to get angry and it was late, I wanted to *****.
"What else do you want to know?!"
"Bigger than mine?"
"Damn it. Are you serious?"
"Well, please tell me."
"Yes, his was significantly bigger than yours!"
I was getting even more angry, but in terms of size, it was true.
"That's all? Maybe enough? I want to *****! I have work tomorrow!"
"And after the shower, what happened?"
"I went home. That's it, let's go to *****, Dim. We'll talk tomorrow."
I fell a***** irritated and full of questions. I hoped that this would be the end of it, but as it turned out, this was only the beginning.
Hi there!
My name is Ksenia, and my husband’s name is Dima. We’re a couple from Ukraine, and we have a special kind of relationship — we practice the sexwife/cuckold. We enjoy sharing our experience and showing how it affects our lives.
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