Emotioncandau - Cocu Trouple

You encouraged her to cuckold you. You helped her find the perfect man. Not only one that she connects with passionately but also emotionally. He has a lot of the same qualities of you. Of course like you he has his flaws too but she is an able to over look those. The same way she did when she fell in love with you even though you have a sexual inadequacy.  A small dick, shame you feel because of it that makes you submissive. You have learned through experience your little dick inside women does not pleasure them the way they need. Something you can see in their eyes, how they respond to you when you are inside. So you learned how to pleasure them other ways. With your tongue, toys, and fingers. So good she could overlook that flaw, fall in love and marry you. At least for a while. You knew she would cheat, at least you expected it. After all you have a history with women that cheat on you, all of them, why would your wife be different. That fear, that feeling inadequacy, humiliation. With your wife it was different, the thought of her cheating was not painful, it was arousing. Because you love her so much, worship her, want the best for her and want to make her happy. So you encouraged her to cuckold you. Eroticizing your feeling of inadequacy, getting off on the humiliation. You witnessed with your own eyes other men fucking her. How they use her body for their pleasure. The way they pull her hair, slap her ass, push their thick cocks into her mouth, so thick, longer than your small dick causing her eyes to water and her to choke. Something you have never experienced giving a girl. She can suck your dick with ease, it doesn't even hit the back of her throat. Then watching a cock that is not below average penetrate her. How it splits her pussy lips open and makes her gasp. How quickly she orgasms and her body trembles. The first time you saw it, it was too much to handle, you thought then you lost her to another man. It made you even cry. Yet today you still masturbate about that experience. Today you are emasculated and feminized, a sissy cuckold husband who would suck the same cocks of the men that fuck your wife. You didn't lose her that first time you watched. Yes you got into a fight. Her pissed, it was your idea after all. You made up, you licking her used fucked pussy. Enjoying the cuckolding you encouraged her to continue to fuck better men. You never can reclaim her so you reconnect by licking her sore, used cum filled holes. Even licking another mans cum out of her ass. She knows she owns you. So of course she is excited that she has found a guy that she has fallen in love with. A man she wants has her primary partner. Not only does she desire him emotionally and physically, she trust him and now confides in him. With him she gets everything you give her but she also gets sexual fulfillment. You helped her find the perfect man for her. You always knew that couldn't be fully you.

Haunting

Confess how much it turns you on to have lost her to him, how much you day dream about her with someone else. How much you would want her to message you about her and her new boyfriend. To know that they are hooking up all weekend and making love together. How much would you cum listening to all the details of what they did together and how good he fucks her now. Being friend zoned and told about how much she loves riding his cock.

You messaged her in the morning after a sleepless night to ask how it went with her bull? "Good morning, how was your night with him?"

Time went by pretty slow for you all evening. Taking care of the kids, feeding them dinner, putting them to bed. Thinking about your wife out with another man, probably being fucked.

In bed you were turned on but couldn't sleep so you finally gave in and jacked off thinking about her with him. Imaging your sexy wife being fucked by another man. You even opened tumblr and porn hub looking at images of women being fucked by studs with much larger cocks than you have. Your wife has told you how much she loves the way he stretches her pussy, that his cock isn't super long, of course longer than yours, maybe 7 inches or a little more. But he is thick, and she loves that, it makes her whole body feel full and stretched when he is fucking her. His cock makes her orgasm almost immediately. She has told you he has the perfect cock for her body. So the sun is up, you watched it rise, since you couldn't sleep. You are only thinking about her. Angst and pleasure are starting to mix, it has been so long since she contacted you. You haven't heard from her since she messaged you she arrived at his house yesterday evening. It is difficult, you try not to message her, try not to interrupt her time with him. You don't want to seem desperate or needy. But you can't help it. You are desperate and needy so you message her early in the morning. You don't hear back from her. The time slows again, the hours tick off. She isn't thinking about you, yes she still loves you and is grateful you encouraged her to go to him. It is him she is thinking about though as the sun wakes her up at 8am. You were up and texting her at 6am. She feels giddy, excited. Last night was amazing. The dinner out. More than that the sex. How he fucked her right when she walked through the door. How they kissed and felt like a couple at dinner. Feeling his cock in her mouth as he drove them back to his place. The way he fucked her hard and rough as soon as they returned. How after they laid together talking, he making her giggle, her making him laugh. That comfortable connection. Then it turned into soft and passionate kissing. Long slow thrust in and out of her as they made love. His hand rested gently on her face, their eyes locked, searching each other's thoughts in the dim glow of the room. The silence between them was heavy, filled with unspoken emotions. It felt right, undeniably so. He took a chance, his voice low and filled with confidence. "God, I love you," he said, the words hanging in the air like a confession.

She paused, just for a second, caught off guard yet swept up in the passion of the moment. Her feelings for him were real, undeniable. She breathed out softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "God, I love you too," she said, before collapsing into his arms, their lips meeting in another passionate kiss.

The night unfolded like a dream, the words "I love you" spoken again and again between gasps of pleasure and quiet whispers. As the sun rose, casting light into the room, she rolled on top of him, her excitement palpable. With a big smile, she told him, "I’m so in love with you." Her body pressed against his, and they made love again.

Back at home, the hours stretched on. By 10 a.m., you still hadn’t heard from her, the kids up watching TV, your room filled with silence.

In their shared bed, they lay cuddling each other, discussing what might come next. She tracing her fingers on his chest as she spoke, her voice conflicted yet honest. "I still love him. I want to be with him. But I’m in love with you too." Her words raw, unpolished, as if she were piecing together her emotions in real-time. "Maybe we just take it a day at a time," she suggested, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "This is all so new to me."

He nodded, pulling her closer. "I understand," he said gently. "I love you. I just want to be with you as much as I can." He reminded her you are a cuckold and are into her with other men. They laughed. She placed her head on him, "but I wasn't supposed to fall in love with another man."

It wasn’t until a little after 11 that your phone finally buzzed with her message.

"An amazing night and morning! We have a lot to talk about. On my way home. Thanks for encouraging me to stay with him. I can't wait to do it again soon. Love you."

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