Who knows about your cuckolding

My sister in law

tell us more about it
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

No update bamamoon ?

I am ready for everyone to know that we are a cuckold couple, but my wife is not. And I have to accept that
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Those in the know were, not surprisingly, mostly my friends.

Within our circle, my best friend and his wife knew. It was pretty apparent when they saw our vacation pictures and She had a number of pictures with the various studs She had enjoyed. We socialized with them a lot, and they picked up on her cues. When her boyfriend invited us to a party, they didn't blink an eye when he introduced her to other people at the party as his girlfriend. Another time, they brought a friend out clubbing with us, who my wife then invited back to our house at the end of the night.

Four of my friends knew as well; three of those She fucked to emphasize the point.

Her very close single girlfriend, Carole, was always looking for the right guy. She decided to help her out, confided to her that i was into watching her fucking other men, and started inviting Carole along on her weekend nights cruising the clubs. More often than not, it was my wife who left with a stud, but her friend scored enough to regain her confidence. i, of course, had the exquisite pleasure of hearing her and Carole comparing notes on their respective conquests.

Most of our freinds know, because they fucked her....
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Oh gosh, that must have been particularly outstanding!

Are the two of them continuing with that, or has Carole found Mr. Right and settled down?

Christine (a sissy cuck)

Only those who fucked her

No relatives, neigbours or family members ?

dilatateur
Friends that have Fucked her and whoever they may have told, My brother and D-ad who both Fucked her.

Great lynnblack! Did your ****** knows as well? What about your neigbours ?

M-O-T-H-E-R

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Things have been very busy.

But last February, Derrick invited my wife and I to his house to show us his new hot tub. When it was time to change into our swimsuits, Derrick showed us to the guest bathroom. That's when my wife told me her plan to flirt with Derrick.

When we walked back to the hot tub, Derrick was already in. I was wearing my wife's hot pink one piece swimsuit, and she was top less wearing only my swim shorts. Derrick was speechless. My wife said to him " I know how much you love to tease my husband about his Halloween costumes, so I wanted to give you something else to tease him about."
After that she sat on his lap in the tub and he started to kiss her. Then she looked at me and said " before you get in, would you go to the kitchen and grab a beer for me and my new boyfriend? " I was bright red with embarrassment. After their time in the hot tub, they both went upstairs to his bedroom. My wife still brags about that night with him.

Great to have you back, Alisha.


I would say they have!!

Is she still seeing him, or has she moved on since then?

xoxoxo

Christine

There is lots more to tell, but yes they see each other about twice a week. And I have the pleasure of licking her clean after he finishes. Which he loves to tease me about.

Oh, very nice!

Since there's lots more to tell, I think you should get started. Just don't try to do it all at once.

Take a deep breath and start from the beginning. Cover a short period of time if you want.

xoxoxo

Christine

It started soon after new years. My wife noticed that Derrick liked to tease me about my feminine outfits. So she would start to make jokes about me in front of Derrick. That always got Derrick laughing, and he would join in.
Derrick soon realized that my wife viewed him as an Alpha, and me as a Beta. She would always talk down to me in front of him. She would say things like "stop being such a girl" or "man up" or "put on your big girl panties ".
One day she called me Cupcake , Derrick thought it was so funny that he calls me that now too. But I have not called him by his real name in several months. now that he is my superior , I only call him "sir".

alisha hill
Oh wonderful! Are you enjoying it?

xoxoxo

Christine

Christine

Yes, I do enjoy it. Mostly because this is a new kind of shame that I am feeling. Her other boyfriends were men that I never knew before. This is the first time she has been with one of my friends.
Most of our bulls paid little attention to me unless I was cleaning them , blowing them, or rubbing their feet. Derrick has shown great interest in teasing me and in my feminization. He constantly brags about how good my wife is in the bed. He even tells me what dresses and heels to wear. He is truly an alpha male, and loves to assert his dominance.

Oh my goodness, how wonderful for you!

xoxoxo

Christine

He loves to make me wear high heels, but sometimes he lets me wear my ballet flats while I'm doing chores.
Heels are sexy, but flats are comfortable.

Oh yes, much more so than wearing heels to do housework.

xoxoxo

Christine

My wife had an affair with a work colleague, which I later found out about. I agreed for them to continue.
A long time later she went to his house, and we'd agreed she could stay overnight. She asked me if I could drop her off, and pick her up the next morning. I agreed, but mentioned that I thought I ought to be getting something more out of the deal. Having thought about it a bit, she said "when you come to collect me in the morning, why don't you wear a pair of panties under your jeans? Then, you could come in for coffee, and we could all have some fun before we leave".

I was definitely up for that. A few months prior to this was the first time I had worn panties in front of her boyfriend (another memorable 'angst' event).

So I dropped her off, and went home, and spent the evening trying not to masturbate, in anticipation of the next mornings fun.
I arrived at his house the next morning, and rang the doorbell. I was surprised when one of her boyfriends rugby player mates opened the door. I explained that I was there to pick up my wife. The guy got a big smirk on his face and invited me in. I followed him into the lounge, where there were four more of her boyfriends rugby mates. It was clear they had stayed the night, as there were pillows and blankets on the sofas, armchairs and the floor. The guy that answered the door introduced me to the other four. "This is X's husband. He's come to collect her". I heard one of the guys laugh, and the others just exchanged glances, as if to say 'this could be interesting!'.
I was about to make my excuses and leave, when one guy said "there's coffee ready, I'll get you one".
So I had to stand there, feeling like a lemon, increasingly conscious that I was wearing a pair of my wifes panties under my jeans.
We made conversation and it became clear that they had arrived the previous evening unannounced, looking to see if my wifes boyfriend wanted to join them in a pub crawl session. He had invited them in, and they'd ended up staying and having a few beers, and had spent the night.
They explained that my wife and her boyfriend were still in bed, but they would probably be up soon. So I stood and drank my coffee, and had to answer some questions from his mates: "how long has your wife known X", "you must be very 'understanding' to allow her to stay out overnight" etc.
Then the conversation suddenly stopped as noise from the bedroom above started. It was obvious it was the sound of a bed rythmically squeaking. We all knew what that meant. My wife and her boyfriend were fucking in the bedroom above. Then there was the faint sounds of grunting, and of occaissional moans from my wife.
Downstairs we were all silent, listening.
One of the guys broke the silence: "sounds like someones having a good time!" They all burst out laughing, looking at me for my reaction. I just stood there red faced. But I was conscious of my growing erection, and how uncomfortable it was getting inside my wifes knickers. I was concerned they might spot the bulge in my jeans. Then they might pull them down and see the panties I was wearing.
The noises from upstairs were getting louder. My wife is a 'screamer', and soon enough, her orgasm started. She was very loud, screaming several times, followed by "yes....yes....yes", and then her boyfriends loud grunts as he was, obviously, ejaculating inside my wifes pussy.

After a few minutes, when things had quietened down, I made my excuses and left. I drove around the corner, found a quiet spot to stop the car. I hurriedly pulled down my jeans and panties and furiously wanked off, cumming in less than a minute.

Later that day, back at our house, my wife told me that the arrival of her boyfriends rugby mates wasn't pre-arranged, and had caught them by surprise. She was wearing some very skimpy clothing and was braless. The other guys started flirting with her, and she got very horny. They started playing card games and inevitably turned it to strip poker. Because she was useless at card games she quickly ended up naked in front of them. She stayed naked for quite some time, and served beer to his mates, but told them not to touch. But she didn't stop her boyfriend from touching her, and she got increasingly hot and horny. Eventually her boyfriend started kissing her on the sofa, and then he started fondling her breasts and moved her legs apart, while his mates watched. When he knew she was completely worked up he moved her hand down to between her legs, and pushed her fingers into her pussy. She couldn't help herself, and knew that the other guys were all watching her, which turned her on even more. She opened her legs fully, and masturbated until she orgasmed. As soon as she finished, and had calmed down a little, she got up and left the room. Her boyfriend found her some minutes later and persuaded her to come back and stay naked. Which she did, on condition that his mates wouldn't attempt to fuck her. During the remainder of the evening they played truth or dare games, where she had to reveal her relationship with her boyfriend, the fact that I knew and approved of him fucking her. She also revealed that I was less well endowed than her boyfriend, and that I didn't make her orgasm when I fucked her, that he lasted much longer than me, etc. Her boyfriend even revealed that I had recently started going down on her and cleaning up his cream pie immediately after he'd fucked her.

Over the years I have frequently wanked off remembering this event, and have imagined all sorts of alternative endings, to her getting gang banged by them all, to me having to reveal my panties in front of them and having to wank off etc...

Obviously her boyfriends 5 rugby mates then knew I was being cuckolded, and her boyfriend later revealed that the whole of the rugby club soon knew as well. And probably their wives, and many others.

It sounds like a good time was had by all!

Thank you very much for sharing all of that with us.

xoxoxo

Christine

A few years back, my wife used to "date" her sister inlaw's young brother:

The guy is over 10 years younger than my beloved wife, and they used to go out on dates for a while. The first one who decided to tell me about her "concers" about my wife and her brother was her inlaw herself. Yet everyone from their two families started gossiping around my cuckolding.

The only reason that I use to call it as "gossiping and not mentioning it as directly taking my wife as complete slut cheating wife and me as their cuck, not interfering in their little romance, is cause " as a subtle coverage" for their relationship they excused by pretending that my wife was helping her young relative with some aspects while ending his scholarship.

But what happened on this lucky guy´s 21- birthday really went over the fence , When my wife took the place as his most interesting gift to unwrap just to end returning home 'til the wee hours, - almost just before dawn - all used messed and ****** by her relative.

After that party everybody stopped guessing... - I guess , or at least is what some of them later told me about what traspired while at the party between my wife and the guy himself.

How did you feel about that? Did you enjoy it?

xoxoxo

Christine

As I believe , it can be a common emotion among many of us, Cucks... All it was a bittersweet agony.

On one hand, it made me feel like a totally defeated excuse of a man. Some kind of a total fallure and "bullied" by this young lucky guy... While at the same time almost proud about being taken a lesser man having the privilege of being married to that kind of sweet lady, so capable of give and take such pleasure from others while being married to a simple guy like me.

It was like if somehow -and once more - learning my real place in the world .

As a matter of fact, and based upon what her inlaw told me some days later after the party, what her brother wanted as his birthday gift, was to set up my wy wife for himself and two of his - out of town - cousins which attended to the party. ---The "visions" of that night running inside my mind still give me the thrills --

Oh yes, I'm sure that was very much a mixed set of feelings for you.


Does she know how exciting that idea is for you?

xoxoxo

Christine

I'm Indian, having divorced my Indian wife, & re married to a very attractive English brunette. My cuckold history was known to my new wife. We decided to make a new start in a new town, with her having got a good job there anyway. So house hunting started. We booked ourselves into a hotel for a week, during which time we would view numerous properties.
Naturally, the hotel staff got to know us, & that we were 'an item', having signed in as Mr & Mrs ++++.
No decent properties seen on the first couple of days, & the next one also—-the property was ordinary, & not for us, but the young employee of the estate agency was pretty dishy. Straightaway, my wife made a 'known signal' to me that she fancied him. Just her type, tall, blond n blue eyed, looking so so handsome in his suit. As with many cuckolds I suspect, I was sporting an erection at just the thought of my wife fancying him! AND she made it obvious that it was he who she was interested in, not the house! A few minutes into the viewing, she kinda lent towards him, licking her lips—-he got the hint, &:I said, "I don't mind, I'm a cuckold" I watched in awe from a couple of feet, as my wife & this young blond locked their mouths so so beautifully. Believe me, that kiss lasted as long as the viewing had done. I commented that they looked lovely together, "white on white lust". When they finally broke, only discretion, & 'professionalism' on his part stopped them going to a bedroom; also we had another viewing to go to. But we told Martin that we were staying at this hotel, & would love it if he visited us that evening.
Sure enough, he turned up. Now all the hotel staff knew we were married—-so after a *****, for sure eye brows must have been raised when the 3 of us went to our room. Now these modern hotels have thin pre fabricated walls, where sound travels so easily—-the way my wife was orgasming on that young studs cock, everyone must have heard. For sure they fucked like *******. So when they'd finished, & we retired downstairs, for sure we got 'knowing looks', made all the more poignant as the husband was Indian, his wife white, & this blond visitor, also white. Pure Intra racial cuckoldry! And it gave me a buzz, a humiliatory buzz that people were knowing that I was a cuckold! Next morning at breakfast, could almost feel the staff saying, " Than Indian gentleman in room 38 is a cuckold!" I got a cheap thrill from this indignity! And it happened the next evening, & every evening thereafter. Martin would visit—-we'd have a *****, so all the staff saw him & knew, & then the 3 of us would go up to our room for a love session!
But my wife's intimacy with the lad helped, 'cos a new property was JUST going to come on to the market, but Martin gave us prior notice—-we visited it, loved it, & bought it, with no competition from any other purchasers! As a thank you, my wife gave Martin a delightful arse lick, an act she said she'd never performed! So every evening for 4 or 5 evenings, my wife & this stud performed, with surely all the hotel staff aware of my cuckoldry.
When we checked out, the young manageress at the desk asked if we had a good time etc—-I winked at her saying, "In more ways than one". She gave me a knowing smile! To make things even "worse", my wife leant over & whispered to her, "My husband's a cuckold; always been"
Now we'll settled in this new home, even now my cuckoldry 'is public', 'cos mostly we visit that local hotel for a *****, & naturally Martin joins us. Then the 3 of us leave together to go to either our place or to Martin's place! This happens at least once a week.
So yes, people know about my cuckoldry, & that gives me a humiliatory buzz, a cheap thrill that people at the hotel give me old fashioned looks.I think what makes it more thrilling is the contrast in our looks. Me Indian, my wife a classic English brunette, & her lover so so blond n blue eyed! And if anyone thinks that their white on white lust is vanilla, they ought to watch them in performance!

Sure you're a happy cuckold snogwatcher!
But did your relatives know it as well?