My Green Hat Growth Story 5

After she got home, I started to feel empty and regretted agreeing to let her husband come over and have sex with her. When she got home, she told me that she had already told her husband and that he would come over later. I said, "Okay, I'll wait for the bitch." This kind of waiting was agonizing and long. It felt like my woman was being fucked by someone else. I didn't want to look at the time, so I tried to do other things, but time seemed to pass so slowly. I wondered what it would be like when her husband fucked her, whether his penis was bigger than mine, whether he was better than me. About half an hour passed like this, and then she told me that her husband had gone home. The first thing I felt when I received the message was that a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. It was finally over. She only briefly told me that she had been fucked while she was on top, and then he came and went home, saying that she missed me and wanted me to hug her. I knew she was comforting me and didn't want me to be sad. I told her that it was just a task and that I wouldn't be angry. But it was after this incident that we became more open with each other. I told her that I wanted to know what it was like when her husband fucked her, and I wanted to see how big his penis was, whether it was as big as mine. She agreed and said she would let me see it sometime. This made me feel that we were together, and I stopped being jealous and unhappy. This lasted for about half a year. I didn't feel much of a cuckold's feeling; instead, I felt more excited, especially about us both, trying different things and the feeling of conquering her husband. But there was also a slight awareness of this; we would look at cuckoldry forums, thinking about how to humiliate her husband, which would get us both very excited. Why did I write about her husband? Because I think everything has a psychological process, and it will later involve her husband. The turning point came when someone added her as a friend, and she didn't accept. I asked who it was, and she said it was her classmate. I asked why she didn't accept; my feeling told me it wasn't that simple, so I kept pressing her. Later, she said she was pursuing her. I asked if they had slept together. She said no, but I still didn't believe her. One afternoon, I made her tell me the details—how she pursued me, how long it took. Later, seeing I was determined to know, she couldn't hide it anymore and told me we'd slept together. I was furious; we had a huge fight, and I said we should break up. She absolutely refused, wouldn't let me leave, and said she'd do anything. We argued for half the afternoon. I started to feel a little attached, so I began asking her for details. I asked how long we'd been dating, and she said three months. I asked how many times I'd slept with her, and she said once. Where did it happen? She said a hotel, a pre-booked room waiting for her. While I was asking, my penis started to get hard, which surprised me. I was angry. Hearing her talk about letting other men have sex with me actually made me hard. I got excited, my heart was itching, but I couldn't let her see. After a while, I forgave her. Actually, I wanted to have sex with her; I was incredibly excited. Seeing that I had forgiven her, she was very obedient, and we went to bed. She took off her clothes, and I lay down too. While holding her, I kept thinking about her letting other men have sex with me. My penis was incredibly hard, and I felt like I was going to ejaculate. I had barely put my penis in before I excitedly ejaculated. I felt incredibly embarrassed because I had never experienced anything like this before, and I ejaculated a lot. Usually, I can have sex with her for over half an hour, but I didn't tell her what was going on. Holding her like that, I got hard again in less than two minutes and started having sex with her. But then I remembered her voluntarily going to a hotel to let her classmate have sex with her, and I ejaculated very quickly, in less than five minutes. This feeling was so exciting and so pleasurable. I wondered to myself, do I actually enjoy being cuckolded? I kept denying it in my mind, but after I ejaculated, hearing her talk about how her classmate had sex with her, I immediately got hard again. That day, from afternoon to night, I ejaculated seven times, but I was still incredibly excited. Actually, I realized later that I enjoy being cuckolded, I just wouldn't admit it. From that day on, I knew what the future held.

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