The Lore: My interest in cuckolding started many years ago. I believe it stems mostly from having my FWB at the time, for whom I had started to develop feelings, date my best friend. My friend knew I was interested in dating my FWB, but he didn't care. She was more interested in him, and so they started dating, despite her saying she wasn't interested in having a boyfriend. This was during college, and the entire exchange became known amongst our shared classmates.
It was about a year later that I remember developing a strong interest in cuckolding. It wasn't long until it became my go-to genre of porn.
In time, I met my wife. We'll call her 'C.' A couple years into our relationship, I introduced her to the subject of cuckolding, and told her my deisre to become one. C was resistant for a long while, then willing to talk about it only sparingly, confining the discussion of the topic exclusively to fantasty/dirty talk; before, after a while longer, admitting a possible interest in it. C now has a *serious* interest in making me a cuckold, but we're still taking it slow, unwilling to move too quickly, have a bad experience, and ruin the momentum that's taken years to build.
Catch #1: somewhere between introducing my C to the subject of cuckolding and now, she cheated on me with a friend of hers (we'll call him K) that she had known since before we even dated. It wasn't a physical interaction, but a quasi-affair via WhatsApp messages that spanned over several months (because it wasn't physical, she calls me her half-cuck). I only discovered their affair after looking through C's phone (not the best move, I know, but something had seemed off with the way she had been treating her phone), and only found the messages because she had yet to delete them like she had the others. Because she had been deleting messages, I only saw a couple hours worth of exchanges, but I was mentioned (though not negatively), and they also said, "I love you." to one another in the message exchange.
Perhaps I should have waited, monitored her phone and their messages. But I didn't. I panicked. In short order, I confronted C. Our conversation took place over a few days. By the end, she admitted she had made a mistake that had snowballed out of control, and I acknowledged that there were a couple things I could improve upon.
It took a couple months, but our relationship improved for the better, and although we were already a tight-knit couple, we became even closer as friends and lovers.
Catch #2: Just as my FWB dating my friend was the catalyst for my interest in cuckolding, C's small affiar spawned my unfavorable interest in cheating. It's been a few years now since she blocked K on WhatsApp, but it's been nigh impossible to get her exchange with him out of my head. We often talk about other men during our dirty talk, but every so often, maybe every 1/10 or 2/10 times, K will come up. I'm usually the one who mentions him, but C knows what I like to hear, so will also bring him up unprompted. C tells me what the deleted messages said. She teases me that she should have gone further than just messaging him. She knows I love it--she has my cock in her hand and can feel me flex and harden with every sultry word.
I've gotten to the point where I put a moderate amount of thought into her unblocking him and messaging him again, out of the blue as she had the first time, and starting their converstaion all over again as if nothing had happened. The only difference is, this time I know about it.
Part of me dislikes the entire concept, but at the same time, I can't stop thinking about it; C texting K has become a bigger turn on than most things. I think it's partly because this actually happened, opposed to a physical cuckold encounter, which currently only exists in the realm of fantasy.
C has said that she's interested in becoming a hotwife, when the time is right. I firmly believe her cheating days are over, but I do think if I were to provide her with enough encouragement, that she would message K again--this time with my knowledge, but not his.
Overall, I guess I'm wondering if anyone else has been in a similar situation: have you been cheated on, and what once was a devastating scenario is now one of your greatest fantasies?
It was about a year later that I remember developing a strong interest in cuckolding. It wasn't long until it became my go-to genre of porn.
In time, I met my wife. We'll call her 'C.' A couple years into our relationship, I introduced her to the subject of cuckolding, and told her my deisre to become one. C was resistant for a long while, then willing to talk about it only sparingly, confining the discussion of the topic exclusively to fantasty/dirty talk; before, after a while longer, admitting a possible interest in it. C now has a *serious* interest in making me a cuckold, but we're still taking it slow, unwilling to move too quickly, have a bad experience, and ruin the momentum that's taken years to build.
Catch #1: somewhere between introducing my C to the subject of cuckolding and now, she cheated on me with a friend of hers (we'll call him K) that she had known since before we even dated. It wasn't a physical interaction, but a quasi-affair via WhatsApp messages that spanned over several months (because it wasn't physical, she calls me her half-cuck). I only discovered their affair after looking through C's phone (not the best move, I know, but something had seemed off with the way she had been treating her phone), and only found the messages because she had yet to delete them like she had the others. Because she had been deleting messages, I only saw a couple hours worth of exchanges, but I was mentioned (though not negatively), and they also said, "I love you." to one another in the message exchange.
Perhaps I should have waited, monitored her phone and their messages. But I didn't. I panicked. In short order, I confronted C. Our conversation took place over a few days. By the end, she admitted she had made a mistake that had snowballed out of control, and I acknowledged that there were a couple things I could improve upon.
It took a couple months, but our relationship improved for the better, and although we were already a tight-knit couple, we became even closer as friends and lovers.
Catch #2: Just as my FWB dating my friend was the catalyst for my interest in cuckolding, C's small affiar spawned my unfavorable interest in cheating. It's been a few years now since she blocked K on WhatsApp, but it's been nigh impossible to get her exchange with him out of my head. We often talk about other men during our dirty talk, but every so often, maybe every 1/10 or 2/10 times, K will come up. I'm usually the one who mentions him, but C knows what I like to hear, so will also bring him up unprompted. C tells me what the deleted messages said. She teases me that she should have gone further than just messaging him. She knows I love it--she has my cock in her hand and can feel me flex and harden with every sultry word.
I've gotten to the point where I put a moderate amount of thought into her unblocking him and messaging him again, out of the blue as she had the first time, and starting their converstaion all over again as if nothing had happened. The only difference is, this time I know about it.
Part of me dislikes the entire concept, but at the same time, I can't stop thinking about it; C texting K has become a bigger turn on than most things. I think it's partly because this actually happened, opposed to a physical cuckold encounter, which currently only exists in the realm of fantasy.
C has said that she's interested in becoming a hotwife, when the time is right. I firmly believe her cheating days are over, but I do think if I were to provide her with enough encouragement, that she would message K again--this time with my knowledge, but not his.
Overall, I guess I'm wondering if anyone else has been in a similar situation: have you been cheated on, and what once was a devastating scenario is now one of your greatest fantasies?
