Be careful what you wish for... damn this fetish!!

So for years I have fantasized about having my wife go and fuck a good looking guy... The thought of them hooking up would send me over the top time after time..

Well, tonight it happened, and now I am reeling with bruised ego and lesson of what happens when you wife really gets to fuck who she wants.

So to be sure: we have great sex life.. I am not a pussy or sissy and I don't dress up in girls clothes.. (i don't condemn anyone with those fetishes, but I consider myself to be at least 50% bull in nature (Type A, entrepreneur, blah blah). A few weeks ago we met this couple at a swinger party.. I knew when I saw the guy that he would push my wife's buttons. She denied it of course. We didn't hook up with them (his girlfriend didn't connect much with me..), but a few days later I learned he was looking for a "girl friend ".. ie, a woman who would be his friend and be a hook up buddy. I told my friend to give him my wife's number.. he texted her a day later.

So I kept my distance from the guy and let me wife deal with him.. expecting her to bail out on the idea. She has been increasingly negative towards the lifestyle - too many bad encounters with unattractive dudes.

My wife and he met up at our club (I left them to have alone time).

A week went by and he texted her to see if she was available tonight. So since this was my big fantasy, my wife went along with it 'as a favor to me'.

Finally the day came.. I left the house and he rolled up a few minutes later.

Lets just say this much: If your wife actually likes the bull, be prepared to be thoroughly humiliated. They fucked non-stop for 2 of the 3 hours while I was away.. usually she is done after 10 minutes.. I couldn't believe it..

By the time it was all over, I felt like a complete pussy.. Here is my beautiful wife served up on a plate.. AND I arranged it all.. but having them fuck so intensely for so long made me realize that this is probably a little too much than I bargained for.

So in a few days I will probably be looking back on this and getting turned on.. but a word of warning to the cuck wannabes... Be careful what you wish for... your wife may discover that the package on offer is a lot more tasty than her normal serving.

For me, as a married guy, to go out and look for pussy for myself is just not going to happen... I need to just accept the fact that there is a social order to this - we get humiliated, our wives get fucked until they can't walk anymore, and the bulls (mostly single guys), get to scoop the cream off the top.. Oh well.. .

There is a social order to this, which you will enjoy more than you hate!

For you, it seems like the key will be making sure your wife enjoys herself and that you don't let your insecurities guilt her, at all.

What you've experienced isn't at all unusual, especially for a first-timer. You're full of cuckold angst and doubt now, but I'll bet you're still hard at what you've witnessed too. You're going to want to experience it all over again, and then again etc, you're already hooked into the life style, she definitely is!
It's reassuring to know that you've already resigned yourself to your place within a cuckold marriage, she's running things now, you'll learn to enjoy it more than you hate it. Even better if you become more actively involved.

what is interesting here is ...What will the final outcome be? ,is it just a phase of life or whether it becomes life itself?.In any event if it is not the marriage you entered into in the first place you have to ask if it is really what you want. Remember once you over paint a Picasso it is not a Picasso anymore ...same canvus different picture.

Now ask yourself if you want to hang that picture on your wall and whether the pictue is better than before.THINK GUYS dont let the phase of hormones which only last a short time anyway break the before and after...this is your life ,your wifes life CONSIDER......
thats what I think.

Enjoy it while you can, hopefully its a long lasting thing you both can enjoy. Please keep us updated as things go along. Enjoy, relax, and enjoy the ride.

Well, it's been a few weeks since the big hook up. The first few days were really rough... I felt pretty needy and kept pestering my wife for reassurance... She was great. She gave me as much sex as I could possibly want and she spent a lot of time trying to convince me that this was all just a 'dance' - she admitted it was really fun but once he left she was emotionally detached and felt there was no lasting connection

So this story suddenly takes an about turn... Divine intervention for someone that is not openly religious.. We had a trip planned to Hedo in Jamaica and left a week ago last Saturday. Amazingly on the first night we meet this truly amazing couple.. The guy is completely into the cuckold scene and is anxious to see his gorgeous wife getting fucked. We played a little as a foursome on the first night and I asked to have a date with the wife the next day

Following a good nights *****, I walked down to their room and greeted them.. I was the bull now... Crazy!! The next 2 hours were amazing... The husband kindly let me alone with his wife just peeking in every 20 or so mins

We fucked with abandon.. Every position.. She climaxed multiple times.

The next day I got to play once again for about 30mins

So in the space of about 2 weeks I go from complete *********** feeling like a pussy to experience the most amazing encounter - a yin-yang moment that seems like it came out of a rom-com

On reflection I think my wife was right all along... I didn't feel a deep connection to the beautiful wife but I really enjoyed the transitory nature of the sex... It was edgy, intimate and exciting but I never felt that I wanted to leave my wife

I still get a little anxious thinking my wife, but the amazing play date in Hedo has given me a more balanced perspective on the whole episode

I know some of you are thinking this is all BS, but it's an honest account and an amazing turnaround

I should add that my wife was completely fine with me playing... Somehow the angst I felt about her date was not reciprocal