Anyone ever been cucked early in life?

I was newly married and at age 23 I became a cuck. Seems like bulls can sense a short dicked guy and know how to take advantage of their big dicks and put a cuck in his place real fast. After some anger and confusion I submitted and knew my place. Both went at it like rabbits and I let them...came to accept it and enjoy it, too.
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Its funny how quickly we cucks come to know our place. It didnt take me long at all. I knew after my first 2 girlfriends that I wasnt able to "perform" sexually. Right now Im 28 and am in a new relationship of about 4 months and she knew I wasnt going to perform to her standards. I cant get her off during intercourse at all. I can orally but thats about all we do now. She is 24 and needs it all the time so I let her. I cant help it.

anyone have any other stories to share?

Happened to me first in college in her dorm room. My wife (girlfriend at the time), a good friend of mine, and I were in her room takeing and talking. At some point, he went to take a leak, and that's when she asked if I minded letting her spend some time with him alone....

what happened next? did this continue?

yeah i think i was a cuckd..early..remember a gf cheating on me..started it up. now hooked..and about to be cucked again

anyone want to chat about it? new email now mike000028@yahoo

my earliest recollection was sophomore year of highschool. I remember all the girls thinking i was a good "friend" but nothing other than that. They would talk to me about the other boys in class like I was one of their girlfriends, like how cute the other boys were and whatever.

'course it did, small. He took her virginity that night. The next day we talked about it for a long time amid a crazy welter of emotions. The most overpowering one of course was that we were both so intensely turned on by what she had done with him

my best friend also took my girlfriends (now wife's) virginity

My first real date was to a jackmister brown concert. The chick went off with another dude, got high and made out. My sisters were friends of her sisters and made him go out with me.

My second gf told me her vagina was sowed up and she couldn't have sex. We ran into an old bf of hers at some game place, she had me give him a ride home and she would slip him the tongue and rub his thighs as I drove him home. She got out of the car with him and I went home and never saw her again.

I eventually met my first wife and she cheated on me with my brother. I was actually very hot for it but I pretended to be mad. We broke up and got divorced but I slept with her a few times after. She was very good in bed and I missed that.

Now my present wife and I are working on getting to the point of having it offical as well. Though this one should be a lot more fun and laid back.

So just about every relationship i had was of the cuck variety. I had one or two more gf's in after the first two but not many.

My second cuckold experience came when I was in college, 20 or so years old and I was living with my girlfriend Donna in an apartment we rented together. She decided to go to summer school and I had to go home for the summer to work. We agreed that I would visit every weekend. Around the 4th of July, I was there and after some great sex, she got up to do some homework. As I lay there in our bed, I noticed something shiny and gold in the wastebasket. Looking more closely, I noticed it was a condom wrapper. Donna had gone off birth control pills that summer and we were using condoms, but that wasn't the package for the kind we used.

I knew right then and there that another man had been in our bed riding Donna. Part of me was mad, I admit, but part of me was fascinated and excited. I was ashamed of those latter feelings and was in turmoil that I could even think that way. I was being defeated by another man, probably one that was laughing at me while he humped my woman.

I didn't say anything to Donna, but I did pull that condom package out of the wastebasket. When I left Sunday night, I took it with me and masturbated looking at it the rest of the week. It was right there, physical proof of my woman's infidelity and I was accepting it and excited about it.

I could not wait for friday to come around. The first chance I had, I was in our bedroom and looking in the wastebasket. There were four condom wrappers there, but this time, they were from the kind that I used. The man was fucking my girlfriend and using the condoms I bought to do it. A wave of offense and excitement broke over me. The macho part of me struggled against it and said that I could not accept this.

As I sat there, I wondered how Donna could be so careless. Maybe she wanted me to know. Summing up my courage, I went out to the kitchen with the wrappers in my hand and said, "So, what's this all about." She looked very nervous and her face turned red. She said, Oh John, I am so sorry" and she did it because she was so lonely. I made her tell me exactly what happened. Exactly. She asked for forgiveness, which I gave her, afraid to tell her that I had never loved a woman more in my life than I loved her right then and wanted her more than ever.

We had great sex all weekend, with me continually thinking about what she had told me. I could not find a way to come right out and say it, but when I was leaving on Sunday, I took the condom box out of the bathroom and put it next to the bed. When she saw that, she sort of gave me a questioning look and I said, "You might need those during the week."

She gave me a big farewell kiss and I left, both of us knowing exactly what I was-a cuckold.

The best is when she knows you know. It is all out in the open then. My girlfriend in Highschool was hiding it from me for a bit but when I knew and confrontd her she kept on relaxing with the other guy which made it even hotter for some reamister. They also used the condoms I bought to use with her and the even did it in my bed once or twice.

I had fallen deeply in love with Jenny in my junior year. Living with her grandlady in our small Ohio town, she was originally from California. She was blonde, beautiful, and so much fun to be around. I had started to hang with a slightly older group that drank, smoked pot, and partied hard. Jenny dated Kevin who was an oil field worker with lots of money, attitude and weed. Jenny was really into him. I don’t think anyone noticed, but I was really into her. I was smaller in frame and younger in appearance than Kevin. I wasn’t surprised that his ruggedness attracted a beautiful girl like Jenny.

But sometime during that year Kevin dumped her sending her back to Pasadena to live with her parents in a rush. Quietly I was crushed. I waited and wanted and finally she was through with Kevin. But instead of having the opportunity to make her mine, I lost her to the west coast. I was truly heart-broken.

Sometime during the following summer, she came back to Ohio. Apparently over the break-up she moved back in with her grandlady. I wasted no time making my move. I let her know immediately how I felt. She told me she thought that she might be in love with me too, and we were off to the races. I don’t even remember when or where we first had sex but I know I felt that I was making love to a goddess. Her naturally blonde pussy, her large breasts, pretty smile and blue eyes made me insane with hormone-driven lust. Her full (but fit) figure made me feel as though I was with a woman for the first time in my life. This was my first adult love affair.

When I wasn’t working that summer, I was with Jenny. We made love often and went everywhere together. I had found my soul mate. I just knew it.

We were both seniors that fall and everyone at our school knew that we were in love. I was on top of the world.

Then one Friday night, after getting off work at a local restaurant I went to Jenny’s grandlady’s house to pick her up. She wasn’t there. Looking back, I see that her grandlady knew more than she was telling me. She knew that Kevin had stopped by to take Jenny out. She knew that I was being betrayed. I, on the other hand, was too naïve. I was only worried about her safety.

I spent the whole night driving around town. Going from teen hangout to teen hangout, looking for any clue that would tell me where she was. Every hour or so I would return to her grandlady’s house only to have my hopes dashed when I didn’t find her there.

The following morning I caught up with her at the apartment of one of her friends’. Immediately I knew something was up. Her eyes had never looked at me like that. Then she said it. “I was with Kevin last night and yes, I slept with him.” She was obviously embarrassed but not ashamed. She said she was sorry for making me worry about her but there was no apology for spreading her legs, for letting another guy - an older more masculine guy put his cock inside her. There was no apology for letting him cum inside her, as I later learned he did.

I remember very little dialog after that point. I felt a blow to my gut. My head was spinning, and I was so angry! I wanted to smack her, or cry or something. But I don’t think I did anything really. I yelled. Big deal.
We continued dating for a few more weeks, maybe a month. But I no longer loved her. I was an ass to her for the remaining time we were together and even cheated on her in retaliation for the pain I felt. But in the end all the passion was gone and it was over. That was the autumn of my senior year of high school.

I didn’t know whom I was going to grow up to be then. I didn’t know then that I would, one day actually want my wife to be unfaithful to me, ask her to be. I couldn’t imagine that I would ask my wife someday to suck her boss’ cock. But I did. I didn’t know that I would someday spend hours talking my wife into spreading her legs for my best friend. But I did. I didn’t know enough when I was seventeen to enjoy the raw and deep sexuality that caused Jenny to spread her legs for Kevin, even though I know she loved me when she did it. I was too young.

About ten years later, standing in the dark, in the kitchen of my own home while stroking my stiff and aching cock, watching my wife perform oral sex on her boss in our driveway I started to make the association. At that electric moment I remembered the agony and euphoria I experienced back in high school, in my bed at night, imagining Jenny sitting atop Kevin’s cock. Although she never really described anything they had done to me in any detail, in my mind I saw her slowly fucking him, her beautiful breasts in his hands. I imagined them cumming over and over again, together. He pumped endless amounts of his cum into my sweet Jenny’s pussy in those replays that I imagined.
OhioHusband

One time, I had a couple people over to swim. I have a big pool with a changing house and I had gotten sick so I was up in my room laying down. well, my girlfriend was there as well as the guy she was seeing. I was in bed and she came to check on me. I said I wanted to come down and spend some time with everyone but she insisted that I stay in bed and rest and keep the door closed. Atthis point I kind of had an idea of what was going on and I was looking out the window and saw them being very close and then they both went into the changing house and were in there for about half an hour. that kind of thing went on for a while.

I didn't have a girlfriend at all during high school. There was one girl that I had a huge crush on, and she knew it. I was smart, and she'd come over to my place to study with me (meaning that I taught her everything and did her homework), always being just flirty enough that I thought maybe there could be more. However, all the time she was dating (and relaxing with) a jock. When I found out, I was crushed, but she correctly said she had never dated me, and anyway, as she put it "you have to know I'm out of your league."

After that, my first real girlfriend was in college. After a few years, I graduated before her, and while I was in another city, she became very close with another guy. She denied it at the time, but I think I knew she was into him, and I started for the first time getting turned on thinking of them together. After she graduated, she admitted that she had cheated...mostly cuddling and giving him blowjobs, but she'd slept with him a few times as well. I was hurt, but remarkably turned on. I took her back, and eventually we got married. She was faithful to me until I told her (after a year of marriage) that she could have whoever she wanted. She saw a few random people for a while, and now is very happy with a great boyfriend. I'm fairly sure my interest in this was piqued very early.

I ran across this thread and just had to add my .02 cents.

At the end of high school, I started seeing L, a girl that became my first serious long-term girlfriend. She was the one that became the one for most of my "firsts". She would never fuck me or get me off in any way, being scared to death of getting pregnant and seemingly having great fear of cocks and semen, and also wanting to be a virgin bride. We went together for about 18 months, and despite all our friends thinking we were having sex, we never did more than me getting her off on oral. I also had to put up with her brother and his friends teasing me about her very vocal admiration of black men, continuously saying she was fucking a number of different black guys she met at a local NCO club. This is the source of my original cuck feelings, as it was very taboo for white girls to fuck around with blacks(thankfully that has changed) at that time. I had that feeling in the pit of my stomach and was humiliated beyond anything I had known before, but was also inexplicably turned on at the same time. Finally, I became frustrated at the lack of sex and we broke up, and I began my search for another more willing girl.

Four months later, I ran into L and we started having a talk. About 30 seconds into our talk, she asks "Guess what I did?" I immediately knew what she meant and after almost coming in my shorts, I responded "Who?" You can't imagine how I felt(actually, I'm sure most of you reading this know exactly how it feels) when she said that, that kick to the gut I now know as cuck angst, knowing my supposed virgin girlfriend had humiliated me by letting somebody fuck her. But then it got worse. She said the guy's name was Chris, that she met him at the NCO club, he was about 8 years older than us, and she knew him for 2 days before he fucked her! Two days! OMG, she knew him 2 days and he was fucking her! I was humiliated to the point of being light-headed and had that "feeling" in the pit of my stomach. All this had taken place about one week after we split up, but I had heard nothing about it, having been away at college. In the meantime, I had met and had sex with several women over the summer and at school that fall.

I grabbed her hand and said come with me. We went to my parents house, where I knew no one would be home for a few hours, and we went straight to my old bedroom and started to make love. Just before entering her, I asked about birth control, and she said "Don't worry about it." We proceeded to tear up the bed, trying to make up for all the months of frustration from our previous affair, and she drained every last drop of cum from me for about two hours of non-stop fucking.

Since some of my family was due home, we were dressing when I asked what she meant about not worrying about birth control. She then drops the bomb, "I'm 3 months pregnant." I almost came in my pants again despite already coming 3 times in the last 2 hours. So here's my ex, not just fucking a near stranger, but pregnant from it! My first sex with my former "virgin bride", and my first sex with a pregnant woman on top of that! That was lots to deal with for one day. It turned out she was scheduled for an abortion on the next Monday.

I returned to college on the Sunday before she went in and we started to see each other when we could, but the distance was too great, being about a four drive. We both continued to see others and despite having sex fairly often, we pretty much never had another steady relationship together. We have continued to see one another occasionally, averaging 2-3 times a year except during her marriage, and now have been having sex for over 40 years. L eventually split up with her husband of 20 years and I was the first one she fucked when she separated. For the last 10 years, we have fucked on and off as schedules permitted, with me always getting the latest on her men. I love eating her while she tells me about their cocks and how many guys she has slept with. She always goes bareback, and it's a great feeling having my tongue buried in her where all those dicks have been(she has fucked hundreds of men hundreds of times, including my cousin) as she describes somebody's big cock. She eventually got her black cock, and I was very proud to have her shortly afterward. It was a special turn-on to have her tell me about her first black cock while I sucked my own creampie from her beautiful pussy. She now has a boyfriend that she will probably marry, and I have talked to her about having sex with her just before they get hitched. She most likely deny me in her usual fashion, only letting me lick her instead of fucking, as her fiancee is very jealous.

That is the story of my cucking by my long-time girlfriend, beginning when I was 18, and ongoing with no end in sight. We have discussed continuing forever, and we both laugh about me going down on her in our 80's. L has apologized for not letting me cum with her hand or mouth when we dated. She has become an easy lay for anybody that wants her, and will show her tits to any one who asks. L has also become a willing cocksucker, after much coaching by me, sucking anyone who asks anywhere its convenient, including in public. She did thank me for not getting her pregnant way back when, but I sacrificed 18 months of my young life with no pussy from her. Looking back, even though I spent many hours with my head between L's legs, at that time I didn't think of it as losing days of sex that can never be replaced. I do now, and the result is I have a much better understanding of why I get so hot at the thought of denial and by the thought of some man's cum drenching my girlfriend's or wife's unprotected pussy. And even hotter, when I do clean-up on that sopping vagina.
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I have been visiting this site for years and I truly love these stories, the pics, the women, but most of all I love the lifestyle! When I read the posts here I knew I could share my stories without feeling weird or frowned upon.

You see I started at a very young age in my life. Cuckolding was all I ever knew. Unlike the videos you see, or the fetishes gone wild stories about offense and use, cuckolding for me was a casual thing and the offense was never needed since it was already implied between the bulls, the girls and me and we all knew this.

This is a true story of my early junior high days, the names have been changed and that's about it enjoy.

It all started with the very first girl I liked in Highschool. I was only 15 at the time and her name was Stephanie, she was beautiful, really nice plump breast, firm skinny body and she loved to flirt. First let me just say that this was not my first actual cuckolding moment but mentally the moment that changed my way of living and thinking. My first "actual" cuckolding moment was at the age of 9... Me and a another buddy played with in our neighborhood all the time and we knew a girl (same age as us) that would actually kiss boys, and we both knew her, so she was out playing in my street and we invited her over to my front yard to play when shortly thereafter my parents sent us all to my room to play and I went under my bed and my buddy went under my brothers bed (who was not there at the time) while this girl would got under my bed and start kissing me on the lips, she then would go under the other bed and kiss my friend and then back to me. This kept going on for a few rounds with nothing else happening. All I can say is maybe this is where I became comfortable with the idea of sharing.

Now back to Stephanie, She was such a flirt and maybe that's how I met her. She was in my gym class and hung out with people I knew, so soon enough we would start talking more. One day all her friends were out of school and it was just me and her, the rest of the folks had left the gym to go outside and Stephanie and I were all alone. She asked me if I would like to touch her tits and said yes of course. She took her bra off and pulled it out the side of her t-shirt and then told me to reach up her shirt and I did. All of a sudden my little pee-pee was so stiff, now I have had boners before but this one was leaking like no one's business. I knew something was happening to me and I wanted this girl. For the first week I walked her home and we would make out in the trees thru a trail going home. At the end of the week I had sex with her in the woods and accidentally laid her on an ant hill. Needless to say she was upset but stayed friends with me. Shortly there after things started to fade between us and I thought it was my doing.

I approached Stephanie one day before our English class and asked her to hang with me soon that I missed her and she said sure, and then mentions to me that she has no panties on and that I needed to watch her during class. I sat right across from her. Class starts and we sit down while the teacher begins to talk Stephanie starts to spread her legs a bit slowly so I can start to see a little at a time. By the end of the class she has her legs spread wide open and I can see her entire inner thighs right up to her bush. I was so entranced that I did'nt even think about the guys around me. All I can remember is the class bell rings and all the kids are walking out except a few of the guys who are asking me if I could see Stephanie's vagina cause they could see everything!
Instead of feeling humiliated I was so hard all I could say was "yeah I saw it... it was so HOT!" and they all agreed and said she was such a slut that she wanted for all the guys to see her vagina. I did'nt know what to think, maybe she did get off knowing that all the other boys are watching or maybe she was just a slut. All I know is that from that day on I liked the word slut, and have always defended it because I liked girls that did such fun and sexy things for the guys, they were open, uninhibited, but much more than that they made me very happy and all I ever wanted in life was to date sluts forever. I went over to her house a few times after school and had no problems getting into her panties. We never went steady, it just did'nt seem like she wanted to make me her boyfriend and I did'nt know much about relationships at the time to ask her out so after a while we started taking things slow again and then one night I was strolling around the neighborhood with a good buddy. We were passing by my Stephanies' house which at this point I just considered her my "secret lover" and had never mentioned anything to anyone about her . When my friend say's " Do you know the girl that lives over there?" I pretended to be a bit unaware, like "that house??" he said "yeah that girl Stephanie lives there", and I said " I think I know who you're talking about"..., "what about her? I ask" he says, well she is a slut!. I asked him O! really?? how would you know this? He proceeded to tell me that he has "hit it" but not only him but a pack of brothers from our high school had gang banged her all at the same time. I could'nt believe my ears. I was shocked my fun loving Stephanie was hooking up with brothers?? I kept asking him to tell me how he knows all this and he tells me story after story of guys taking turns with her, but for some reamister I keep getting hard asking him to share more stories about this slut like I am really loving her more and more.

I still hung out with Stephanie and tried to get with her after that, but she did'nt seem to interested in me. We did get to hang out some more, luckily we had similar taste in music, so after a favorite band of ours released a new album she invited me back to her place to listen to the whole album and I knew I would get lucky. I still had to ask her about these rumors but just waiting for the right time. We were listening to the album and we had made some funny jokes and were rolling on the floor ontop of each other laughing when her parents came in and said we needed to call it a night, so sitting on her bed ready to say goodbye and I asked her, is it true you've hooked up with some black guys from our school? She did'nt seem to hesitate she said "yeah why are you racist?" I told her God NO! I had heard that you might have hooked up with the entire basketball team, I was like that is one crazy rumor. She said" I did", I asked her, was it just a couple of different guys from the team?, she said "No, the whole team, one after the other!" At that point she asked if I was upset? I said no which I was not upset for some weird reamister, but I was'nt completely turned on either but just confused as to what does this mean for us?, Which I soon realized that is why there was never an "us". She gets an unlimited amount of cock from highschool why should she settle for one guy? Which at a later point of our friendship I found out the true reamister why she was'nt interested in me anymore.

We were at High School party with a hot tub! So you know things are getting wild with all the teens. Stephanie shows up and I was all over her, I was takes and wanted to get some hot action from this frisky creature! She was not really having it though, At this point we had not talked much and she was surely a good friend but no benefits for me. The guy throwing the party is an older dude out of high school but he is the stud of the party for having the house, the party and getting the ***** for everyone. Stephanie jumps in the hot tub with this older guy so I jump in hoping to impress her somehow, as I keep watching her talking to him it just feels like she does not even notice me, she is directly infront of me just hitting on this older guy and she does not even try to hide her feelings for him and she gets closer to him by the minute, Eventually I try to block the two of them and I get in the middle to make some jokes, where at that point she looks at me rather dissapointed and tries to be polite and talk to me but making fun of the situation she mentions that I should let her talk to a her man, and I made a joke back infront of everyone (including a few close friends) that I am her man and she laughs outloud and infront of everyone she says "I have seen your penis and you have a pencil dick, really thin and not that long!" Everyone looks at me and just burst out laughing at that point calling me "pencil dick" I knew why she was'nt interested in me anymore, somewhere between us meeting in gym and her hooking up with some brothers she saw and felt a big cock and mine was just not going to work for her. After that I knew my place and I had not even graduated high school. I was still ready and happy, willing and able to be a good man for the right slut and so my adventure began to be the casual cuckold I am today living the good life and letting my woman be the slut that I have come to love and know through my entire life. Some women you just can't be held back and to this day I praise and worship those women! Long Live the Sluts!

I have had many, many more adventures in cuckolding from other high school sweethearts to college and beyond, one girl in particular would take it to the extreme level,so if you would like to hear more about this early staged cuck just let me know. I am currently married in a basic cuckold lifestyle, my wife has flirted, danced and made out with men infront of me, but we are still waiting for the right man to take her infront of me.

I'm just glad that I could finally start contributing something to this forum after all the years of pleasure it's given me! ;)

Trip2007: That is an awesome first post. I would love to hear more about your adventures and I'm sure others would too. Post away!
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