Anyone ever cucked early in life?

I am wondering if anyone has had experiences of being cuckolded in high school or college. I had a girlfriend in senior year of school who cheated and wanted to be with a stronger guy. Anyone have experiences like that?

my gf in highschool of 2 years started relaxing with this arrogant jock....she eventually dumped me, but we stay friends - she was VERY open about his physique and used to openly tell me about it like we were girlfriends....i still talk to her now.

I could go in to further detail...

Please tell us more about what she said the reamisters were and if she still talks about it, etc.
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she looked a little like Fergie...kinda shirt, dark hair...*******er face and smile, just rocking body....I felt like I got in early with her and it was just a matter of time before she moved on to a man that could REALLY please her.

Before they ever hooked up, the jock would always tease her and make her blush....she said she thought he was too cocky, and even said he thought he was 'God's gift to women'. But, i always noticed how she would ask people if he was coming (sometime asked me) and then proceed to warm right up to him when he was around. They even caused a stir when they were late night dancing at a party and were biting eachother falling over takes. One of her friends told me that it look like he was fucking her when he fell on top of her with her legs in the air. My girlfriend, however, told me that it was nothing like that and see was just laughing at him dancing...
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Back in high school i was dating a girl and during spring break she went on a class trip to Mexico. One night she was totally pissed takes and ended up being fucked by a couple of guys in the same night.
I heard rumors about what had happened, and she eventually broke up with me later in the year. Rumors were confirmed a few years later...

Back in high school i was dating a girl and during spring break she went on a class trip to Mexico. One night she was totally pissed takes and ended up being fucked by a couple of guys in the same night.
I heard rumors about what had happened, and she eventually broke up with me later in the year. Rumors were confirmed a few years later...

I do not think that having a girlfriend cheat on you is equal to having your wife cuckold you.

I believe a wedding ring is a necessary component. That said my wife cheated on me while we were dating in college. So I think that might count.

We met when I was a Freshman and dated for 4 years. We got married when I graduated and we are still married after 17 years. We have two youngren.

She continued to have sex with other men behind my back the first few years after we were married. Then we became swingers. Most of our swinging consisted of three-ways with other men. It is a story that covers 21 years so there is a lot of details left out.

But many years later she confessed to me of giving blow jobs and fucking several men while we were dating. Everyone of them I met but did not realize they were fucking her. She introduced me to them as her boyfriend so they knew I was an unwitting cuckold. I consider it part of cuckoldry because I eventually married her.

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I guess your right, however it is somewhat similar because she wanted to be with a stronger more manly figure.

She basically told me after she broke up with me that she felt he was a better man than I was and also said he was better in bed than I was. It was a defining moment in my life I think. I was only 18 but I think it set me up for years of feeling inferior to other men. I guess my question to everyone is was there that one defining event early in your life that defined you as a cuckold or as inferior to other men?

actually, my first time was in grade school. summer before 8th grade at a local pool party. almost forgot about that!!

what happened?

I have posted this before, but it fits the topic here... enjoy

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 Pasadena. 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 dialogue 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 darkened kitchen of my own home while stroking my stiff and aching cock, watching my wife administer 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.
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For me, with my girlfriend I knew she was possibly seeing another guy. She had cooled off quite a bit and we werent having sex as much anymore and when we did she sort of just layd there and didnt get into it. Most likely because she was getting it from the other guy who as it turned out was a guy I knew at school. She finally told me that I was not fulfilling her sexually and that this other guy was and she wanted to break up. She also told all her friends about my shortcomings in bed which added to the offense.

My first true girlfriend in high school cuckolded me in my senior year of school. I was a virgin and she had told me she was as well. She was forever putting off my attempts to get her into bed and had even refused to give me a handjob.

We were at a party a couple of months before graduation when she had a bit too much to take. One thing led to another and she was soon making out with one of my good friends. I guess the fact that I passively accepted her public display only emboldened her and she and my friend were soon down the hall in a bedroom fucking. I tried to act like I didn't care, but I was humiliated beyond belief.

She later apologized and admitted that she wasn't a virgin and had been with quite a few different guys. Strangely though, she still refused my advances and we soon broke up when she went away to college.

My next girlfriend was a good friend of my original girlfriend and she, too refused to let me do more than kiss and hug. She made no bones about seeing other guys and I would masturbate to some pretty incredible orgasms while imagining what she was up to. At the time I didn't know about cuckolding and I just thought I was being used (I was).

I eventually met my wife to be and after a six month friendship she took my virginity. Of course she was anything but a one man woman, but that is another story.

i just remembered some other things that happened to me in high school. I was always the friend to girls but never the boyfriend of any of them. Anyway, I remember at parties these girls would all be there with their boyfriends and I was always asked to hang out with them at the party because we were friends but they would usually end up having make out sessions right in front of me and I remember one party where I was basically the only single guy and hearing some of the girls having sex with their boyfriends in other rooms while I sat alone on the couch watching a movie or something... it sucked because these girls almost always knew I liked them but only saw me as the friend kind of guy. Its funny how these little things can lead to being a cuckold type of permister.

can't you guys see a pattern here. Look we're all a bit screwed up but can't you see what has happened to you?

None of are are inferior to other men or women or anyone else, you happen to have a specific type of permisterality, many of you are probably slightly autistic and in your youths you went out with a girl you pinned all your hopes on and she betrayed you and humiliated you.

So you spent the next god knows how long only ever going out with girls you didnt really like because you were scared of your own inadequacy.

But your not inadequate its all in your head. And this sexual thing is a coping mechanism.

But you can see that isn't good for you, it damaging. Your not born anything you evolve.

Its time to take control. I've spent so many years thinking their was somthing wrong with me and you know what? The only thing wrong is my own perception of myself. Who makes the rules? Look at Russel Brand would you say he was a alhpa male? Hardly, he's as camp as they come.

But i tell you this, a guy like him gets to fuck way more girls way better than any so called sterotypical 'bull' ever would.

Thats a valid point. However I do think that there are some men who are somewhat inferior to other men.

In what way physically? Thats not relevant, not in this day and age. The guys who spend their time being 'dominant' picking on smaller guys are the same ones who end up getting cheated on and working flipping burgers for a living.

I have a mate who has the body of a seven year old boy, no joke. He couldn't take anyone in a fight and in fact a lot of people think he's gay because of how eloquant he is and his senitivty.

Like you small9 he was always friends with girls, he was brought up by them.

But you know what? He has slept with over 130 women.

Not bad for a 33 year old 'inferior man'.

Incidently on a side point (im i truly am not trying to be nasty to anyone here) this obesesion with dominant black men? Well its kind of racist to sexualise another race so stereotypically you know.

There are lot of well educated intelligent sensitive black men in the world. Reducing them to merely huge cock weilding takers of women is like reducing them to naturals. As bad as calling them monkeys, in my opinion.

I was a cuckolder at an early age. I was seduced by a 24 year old married woman at the age of sixteen. I was her regular lover for six years. I was actually in love with her and very jelous of her husband. I chose to believe her when she swore to me that she didn't have sex with her husband as it was the only way I could live with the situation.
But I believe she also cucked me. One night when I was eighteen we were sat at a table in a night club when an older guy came up to us and said Hi to my girlfriend. Well she stood up and spoke to him and as I stood up she introduced us. He was David, and obviously the ex lover from a few years ago that she'd told me about. They kept on chatting for ages and I just stood there. Eventually she told me to sit down, and I did. Severeral minutes later she asked if I'd mind if she had a dance with him, I redy did but said I didn't, so off they went. I couldn't see them on the floor but was relieved when I saw her coming back alone.
But my relief was short lived as she told me that Ray (her husband) had been getting suspiscious lately and David had offered to drive her to her home instead of getting a taxi with me later and I should go and find my mates for the rest of the night. This was a bullcuckolds brownie story but I could only nod and slope off like a good little boy. I turned around though and watched her with him for a while as they danced and talked and kissed. Yes, they were having a right snog like intimate lovers just as we did. I left that club in tears and cried as I walked the 6 miles all the way home.
I saw her later in the week as usual and she swore that he had taken her straight home and nothing happened. Fucking liar.