Cuckolding Fantasies – In My Own Experience

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The following post is actually a comment made by a reader who was re-searching the subject of cuckolding, after an experience she had.  It was such an interesting read that I decided to include it in this post.  Enjoy!   She used the nickname “Probably” when writing her comment

Obviously, Probably is not my real name, but I saw something the other night and when I was talking about it to a girlfriend of mine and she asked me if I would have done the same, I replied:  Probably.  I was really shocked by that and have been researching the subject of cuckolding ever since which brought me to your site.

My husband and I were out having a drink by the beach the other night.  There was a couple sitting nearby and they were in a middle of a “heated” discussion.  It was loud enough for us to hear what it was all about, and were unwittingly riveted to their conversation.  Talk about auditory voyeurism.  To say that were riveted is an understatement.  We were fascinated by the whole thing, particularly since the topic of that particular discussion had been discussed several times between my husband and I.  Yes, you’ve guessed it. They were talking about cuckolding. 

But let me backtrack a little.  Sitting not far from their table, was a woman who obviously had had too much to drink.  Whether her drinking had had anything to do with it, she had apparently been hitting on the guy sitting nearby, in full view of his wife who wasn’t taking this lightly.

So far, other then the fracas of a conversation about cheating, there was nothing at all to compel us to continue to listen in but what drew us in completely is what the woman told her boyfriend.  I will paraphrase it.

Look man.  I can do the same.  In fact, gawd knows I should do the same.  It’s not as if you are king of the kongs you know.  I could do with a real man, with a real dick, and be really fucked like I need to be.  And not continue to allow your pathetic attempts at fucking me, with your pathetic little dick that goes all limp in less that 30 seconds.

We couldn’t believe what we were hearing.  Particularly since my husband and I had often fantasies about this during role play in which I was the Hot Wife bringing into the house some gorgeous and enormously hung Bull to fuck me in full view of my cuckold husband.  I was drenched.  My husband looked as if his cock was going to bust out of his pants.  We were going to have fun that nigh.

And then the other guy did something that I guess will have changed the rest of his life.  He lifted his glass, looked at the woman accros the table whom he had been flirting with and and blew her a kiss.

It was the wrong thing to do.  Or the right thing, who knows.  Before he actually had time to “blow that kiss” his wife was already up, waking to group of young men who were playing pool, in the adjacent room.

Her night was about to be interesting.

Which brings me to my nickname:  Would I have done the same thing if my husband had acted like that?  Probably.

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