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Sharing and in-depth analysis of my cuckoldry fetish 

    page views:1  Publication date:2023-03-16  
We've been together for seven years. It's not quite the seven-year itch, though. Aside from the frequency of sex not being as high as when we first started dating, I'm still just as excited about her body. My wife

is rather conservative and not very proactive. I, on the other hand, am curious and exploratory about sex, always having some exciting ideas. When I have these ideas, I'm straightforward about them because I feel there's nothing to hide between husband and wife. If these ideas fester, she might go looking for someone else, which would be detrimental to our relationship. I also encourage my wife to boldly express her ideas, and these moments open the door to our exciting and stimulating imaginations, which is very enjoyable.

We've "explored" many places: my two offices, her chairman's office, a train compartment, a park, even a three-bed hospital bed... I'm quite lucky to have a wife who's so cooperative in bed; I dare to bring it up, and she dares to go for it, haha.

The idea of having a cuckold relationship has only intensified in the last three years. I used to be very sensitive. Once, when I took my wife on a trip with my buddies, even a casual joke from one of them, or my wife offering to serve everyone food, would make me unhappy and I'd sulk all night. Back then, I genuinely couldn't accept my woman interacting with my friends at all. When you're vulnerable, everything others do can upset you—that's a pretty apt description.

What truly changed my mindset (or rather, gradually made me more twisted...) was when my wife went on a business trip. Her incompetent boss, who clearly knew me, insisted on pairing her with a Singaporean colleague, and they ended up staying in one city for three days. After work, they'd go to food streets, trendy shops, and even bars, and my wife reported everything to me. To assert my ownership, I even had one of my local friends have dinner with them, and he reassured me.

I tried to comfort her, but I was still angry. First, I was angry at Sabrina's boss for making poor arrangements; second, I was angry that the two of them didn't come back right after finishing their work, instead going to the food street, trendy shops, and even a bar—they'd only been to a bar twice in all the years we'd been together. Anger surged within me, but a strange feeling also arose. That night at the bar, I was terrified of what might happen. The more afraid I was, the angrier I became, and the angrier I became, the more I thought about it. This cycle repeated, and amidst the fear, a sliver of desire sprouted. This sudden thought quickly swelled and took over my mind. I remember video calling my wife after she left the bar that day. She was already at her hotel, ready to rest. I was incredibly worried, but I figured there was no point in talking any longer, so I didn't keep her on the line all night. During my three-day business trip, I didn't bombard her with calls; I mostly kept her informed of the itinerary through text. It wasn't that I didn't want to bombard her with calls, but firstly, I was afraid of embarrassing her, and secondly, what difference would it make? When she returned, she asked a few times, and the response was predictable, so I didn't press her further.

From then on, a new world opened up for me. Later, I stumbled upon couples' forums, Telegram groups, and Twitter content, which gradually gave my "worries" a name: "cuckoldry." I slowly found opportunities to bring it up with my wife. She was also puzzled, but after a short guidance, she agreed to join me, saying, "I'd be happy to be fucked by other guys, as long as you don't mind." However, compared to me choosing, my wife preferred to pick herself, and didn't even want me present.


The above is the cause and process of my cuckoldry, and looking back, I have mixed feelings. After reviewing many research reports, expert opinions, and articles by fellow enthusiasts, I analyzed the origin of this "strange" thought based on my own situation:

1. Excitement – the sperm competition theory. Male animals, when encountering a rival, will have a competitive desire to prove they are stronger. At the same time, in long-term separation, biological instinct will tacitly accept the partner's infidelity and will use the penis to forcefully "scrape out" any remaining males.
2. Novelty – violating social morality. The less accepted something is, the more people want to try it. The thrill of trying doesn't mean it's suitable; it's just something new compared to the unchanging. Monogamy is still the most suitable, because it's the stable form we've spent thousands of years finding.
3. Showing off – the desire for recognition. By showing off, I don't only mean beautiful things. Even if my car is old and beat-up, I still crave someone to discover its merits and express appreciation. Conversely, if your sports car is cool and fast, but no one glances at it on the road, you might start to question your life.
4. Love – the home's refuge – I can't say that those without cuckoldry or outside this circle don't have love. First, if my wife has sex with another man, I won't let the family break up; second, if my wife doesn't like the experience, we'll find another one—her happiness is important. Both points are indispensable, and their starting point must be love, with both people genuinely participating, enjoying, and exploring. We also encounter another situation: couples sleeping separately, each having their own affairs. This fits the former but not the latter, because there's no love. What I'm trying to say is that love doesn't necessarily take the form of cuckoldry, but cuckoldry is definitely love because their starting point is exploration plus inseparability. Mathematically, this subordinate relationship is called love containing cuckoldry/cuckoldry being contained within love, or cuckoldry being a special form of love, and love takes many forms. Therefore, I absolutely cannot tolerate deception; it will push us towards a lack of love. Some people enjoy the feeling of cuckoldry because they can appreciate their wives from a third-person perspective, which I believe also falls under the category of love.
5. Masochistic tendencies. I can't deceive myself into thinking that cuckoldry is as noble as the previous four points, because while it brings me stimulation, it also brings a certain degree of psychological harm. This psychological harm is precisely suspicion, fear, and even the powerlessness of being compared to more masculine men. I also can't deny that this unpleasant feeling also brings me stimulating experiences; to put it bluntly, the more my wife likes me, the more stimulated I am. I compare it to a mild M tendency, but I don't consider the potential of this tendency at all, because I have no intention of entering the SM or sex slave/cuckoldry circles; I just feel comfortable with this level of stimulation. So please maintain respect.

The above is my multifaceted analysis of cuckoldry based on my own experience. This is an original work, not a repost, and I welcome friends to share their thoughts.

One regrettable thing is that we tried letting my wife choose a single man, but ultimately failed. So, while our thoughts have wandered far beyond our physical desires, it's all just theory; please take it as a joke. After my wife became pregnant and gave birth over a year ago, our sex life has been somewhat delayed, but I can tell she's quite interested in trying again. We will continue to work on it; life is short, so let's enjoy it while we can!

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