Girlfriend testing the waters...

Hey all,

I'm new to the forum, thought I would introduce myself and give you guys a bit of background about my journey and why I'm posting here. Apologies for the long post with no pics, this is partly just for me to vent into the void.

My girlfriend and I are an early thirties couple that have been dating since Uni. We live in the UK and have had a relatively vanilla sex life until recently. We both know the other has some Bi-sexual tendencies and have always said that gender doesn't matter to us when it comes to a partner, although we've not really explored any of that whilst in our relationship. Although, both of us messed around with same sex partners prior to dating.

She's got a thin waist, curvy hips and a big behind. She's has an infectious laugh and is quick to make friends with strangers. I can't get enough of her. I'm thinner and relatively slight with a bit of a baby face. When we met I had long, shoulder length hair and looked feminine enough to be mistaken at a distance a few times by drunken woolf whistlers. Now I keep a short beard and only have my hair long at the top to maintain a somewhat professional appearance for work.

Sex has always been good between us, with a little kink here and there, with me being more dominant, but she's a staunch feminist and so she's never done anything too degrading. Our entire dynamic changed a few years ago when she introduced the idea of being a bit dominant herself. She started demanding that I get on my knees for her to service her, pulling my hair and calling me degrading names. It wasn't much, but it unlocked something submissive in me and I couldn't get enough. It's hard to describe but I feel very much in love with her when she's dominating me and our sexual dynamic quickly switched to a permanent sub and domme situation.

Over time she stopped having sex with me and bought a toy to use on my cock instead. She kept telling me that one day I might get to fuck her pussy again, but only if I was good. I would beg her to tell me what that meant, how I could be good but she would just get a wicked look in her eye and tell me that I'd have to figure it out for myself.

This continued for a few years until recently when she suddenly told me that she didn't want to be controlling anymore. I was honestly devestated, as I feel closest to her when we're exploring that dynamic, but I respected her wishes and our sex life returned to something more vanilla once more. I still don't know what triggered this, but I had been pushing for more humiliating experiences (like wearing a cage) and I think it might have been too much for her. During this period we started having less sex and I think it was less interesting for the both of us.

I started getting a bit worried about the relationship, as we were having more arguments and she was spending more time messaging people when we were supposed to be hanging out. Then out of the blue her boss (who lives in America) told her that he was visiting the UK and he wanted her to come see him whilst he was down. I didn't think much of it, because they're good friends and he's kind of her mentor, but it did seem a bit unusual. We talked about it and she assured me that it was just a friends holiday and I didn't see a problem with her going if that was the case. Then a few days later he called her in the evening whilst he was drunk (she had been drinking too). Apparently he has an arrangement with his wife where he's allowed to sleep with other people and he absolutley wanted it to be more than a friends trip. She told me that she politely declined his advances, but that she was still going to go...

At this point I started to feel a little strange, I was anxious about their trip but also a little excited. The idea of them together, even in a platonic sense, was extremely arousing to me and it was a new and unusual sensation to want my partner to be with someone else. I know that it was wrong, but I started investigating further, finding moments to look at her phone to read her messages and her search history. What I found shocked me to my core. The messages with her boss were extremely flirty, even if they weren't outright invitations the pair of them joked about sexually explicit encounters and he kept bringing up stories of his previous conquests, including a girlfriend he had that enjoyed golden showers. Her search history included queries like "is it wrong to be on dating apps if you have a partner" "how many partners forgive cheating" and "best places to meet guys in London".

My reaction to it all was perhaps the most suprising to me, I wasn't angry or upset, just excited and intrigued. The idea that she had been hiding this and wanted to cheat on me behind my back triggered that submisive feeling once more and perversely I felt those deep feelings of love again. I decided that I wanted to bring this up with her in some way, but I was deeply nervous, especially as she had shut down the dynamic so recently. Luckily it sort of happened on its own...

A few days later she had been doing an online dance course and wanted to show me what she'd learned. It was a hip hop routine with lots of sexually explicit moves and plenty of twerking. Honestly, it was incredibly hot and she could tell how into it I was as she danced. At the end, she came over to where I was sitting and asked if I thought it was hot. I excitedly told her yes and asked if she was going to dance like that when she was next out with her friends. She got a wicked look in her eye and told me that she might and asked if I wanted her to. I nodded and she pressed further. "Do you want me to dance like that in front of other people?" One thing led to another and we sat next to each other on the couch touching each other as she asked me question after question, until she had me saying that I wanted her to let other guys grind up against her. She told me that maybe she would do that this weekend, even suggesting that she would let them slide their hands under her skirt. That was too much and I came hard in her hand as she giggled cruelly. "Good to know..."

That was the start of our exploration into this world and a few things have happened since then including her trip with her boss. It's been a slow journey but it feels like she's actually getting close to taking things to the next level. It's helpful for me to put this in words, but if this is interesting to anyone else let me know and I'll carry on the story here. Thanks for reading.

Welcome to the community — and thanks for sharing such an honest and detailed story.

What really stands out is how self-aware both of you seem to be while exploring all of this. A lot of people arrive here confused or ashamed of these feelings, but what you described — the mix of anxiety, excitement, submission, jealousy, intimacy and curiosity — is something many people in this lifestyle recognize immediately.

It also sounds like you and your girlfriend have built a very real emotional connection over the years, which honestly matters far more than rushing into labels or fantasies. The fact that you're both talking, experimenting and slowly discovering where the boundaries are is a good sign.

And yes... the way you described that couch conversation and the shift in energy between you two definitely sounds like the beginning of a deeper dynamic waking back up again. 😏

You're absolutely welcome to continue the story here if you want to. I think a lot of people will relate to parts of your journey — especially the transition from "vanilla" into something much more psychologically intense and emotionally charged.

Looking forward to reading more. 🙂

Luv the story!

MrBigCuckold
Thanks, I've been through all kinds of emotions through this but we seem to both be happier in the relationship since exploring the dynamic a little. It's almost like being back at the start of the, exciting, exploratory, honeymoon phase. Writing it all out is really helping me to process things as well, if the story helps someone else through their experience, then even better.

bee
Glad to hear it! More incoming.

After that first taste of the experience things seemed to take an upturn in the relationship. I was a lot more affectionate and outwardly loving and she seemed to love the attention. She seemed a lot more interested in initiating sex and every time we got together we would talk about the same fantasy. Her going out dancing with her friends and letting other men grind up against her and slide their fingers into her pants. Each time she would eke a little more of a confession out of me, getting me to reveal more of my sordid little fantasies. I was eager not to say too much for fear of putting her off again, but she seemed keen to know more and the drip fed approach appeared to work. Every new twisted detail made her eyes grow wide and illicited a cruel, almost mocking giggle from her lips that would send me wild. The idea that she enjoyed humiliating me was exquisite to my submissive brain and she quickly learned how to use that to excite me even more.

I'm ashamed to say that I continued to look at her history and phone records and still am. I know that I should stop and that trust is a huge element in all of this, but I've become fairly addicted to seeing her secret exploration of the taboo. Her google searches continued on the theme of finding other men but the hesitant searches about the ethics of the situation soon dissapeared. Her conversations with her boss remained flirty, although it was clear that he was more insistant than she was. I think she was enjoying the attention more than anything, whereas he was clearly trying to set the stage for something on their holiday together. He planned out their entire trip, including picking her up from the station, taking her to dinner and asking her to wear clothes that she had sent him photos of her wearing. He even suggested that they go to a strip club nearby and she didn't say no.

The day of their holiday slowly crept up and my nerves grew with every passing moment. I was convinced that they were going to do something together and I wanted to give her that permission, but a deep seated anxiety over what she would think of me and how to tell her without letting her know I'd been reading her messages kept holding me back. Finally, the night before she was due to leave things got amarous between us and after I had pleasured her with my mouth she had me on my back whilst she teased my cock. The usual dirty talk spilled from her lips, asking me how I wanted men to touch her and what I would do if I saw it. In the heat of the moment, I said that I wanted her to grind her pussy on their cocks and she looked me dead in the eyes and asked "Do you want me to fuck someone else?". I fell silent, whimpering as she teased me. She had an expression on her face that was cruel and inquisitive but wicked and mocking at the same time, as if she already knew the answer. I finally answered yes and she grinned wide, pumping my cock hard in her hand. She made me say it over and over again as she brought me to orgasm, almost demanding I give her permission as I finally shot my load. She gave me a deep kiss after it was over and told me she loved what we were doing at the moment.

As she left for the bathroom, I sat there in a haze of sexual bliss feeling happier than I had in months. The release of the admission, the sight of her so powerful and dominant, so exstatic in her role made me feel all of those submissive happy feelings. I genuinely felt giddy, like I was falling in love all over again. I wanted her to be happy and more than that I wanted to facilitate her sexual exploration. She was leaving to be with a man that clearly wanted to fuck her tomorrow and she had just made me beg for her to do it...

Yes, tell us how your journey is going and post some pics of her too.

billyf
Wow I'm so jealous, it sounds like you're at the cusp of a very exciting time ❤️

leone55
Thanks, I'll keep posting, not sure I'll add photos but will keep it in mind. If it gets to the point where I can tell her that I'm posting here then I might ask permission...

Redste
Hah, thanks. It's been a bit of a rollercoaster but I'm loving every second.

The next day she packed to leave in the morning as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I helped her with her clothes and she asked me to add a couple of things to her luggage. I took the opportunity to have a peek inside and was suprised to find that she'd packed her lacey black thong. It was part of a lingerie set that she'd bought years ago but hadn't worn except for a few valentines days, at least that I was aware of. The idea that she'd be wearing it for another man made my mind reel and I was convinced then that this wasn't just some fantasy. We spent the rest of the morning as usual and finally when the bus was about to arrive she gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed out of the door. Watching her trot down the street made me giddy with anticipation and I instantly headed downstairs to spend the next few hours reading up on cuckolding and to watch a deluge of cheating porn.

The entire weekend went by in a blur with the occassional message here and there from her, but nothing scandalous or sexy. I went back and forth on deciding whether or not I'd made the whole thing up in my head, or whether she was infact doing exactly what I imagined with her boss, right that second. Finally the days passed and late on the Monday she returned, tired but happy to be home. Nothing was said, no mention of the trip beyond the occassional anecdote and that sort of spark that had reignited between us seemed to have died down somewhat. I was a little dissapointed, but I told myself that this wasn't really about me and that this was her experience. Then, a few days later over coffee, she casually mentioned that she wanted to talk to me about something.

She sat me down on the couch and told me that she'd been feeling weird about her Boss. Apparently on the first evening of their trip he had taken her to a few bars and bought enough cocktails to get her drunk. He'd spent all evening oogling her body and had kept commenting on her legs. Then as the evening grew late, he slid his hand up her thigh and asked her if he could kiss her. She told me that she had said no, that she didn't see him like that and she wanted to just be friends. I was stunned. The flirty texts between them alone had made me assume that she was into him. Hell, if I was her boss I would have made a pass after what she had messaged. I managed to compose myself and I asked how she was feeling, trying to be the supportive boyfriend in a time that had clearly upset her. At some point I asked something along the lines of "Weren't you tempted at all?" and she said that she simply wasn't attracted to him. That he was confident and full of himself, but essentially not as good looking as he thought he was.

Now that seemed fine to me, I guess she must have been using the experience as a way of testing the waters for herself, enjoying the flirting and the idea of the scenario but not the man in question, but a few things didn't add up. I had jokingly asked her about the thong as I unpacked her things the night she returned and she told me she needed it to wear with one of the tight dresses that she'd packed. She said she didn't want to wear it in the end because her Boss was being so letcherous. When I checked her deleted photos however, I saw a picture of her in the dress posing in front of a bar's bathroom mirror. In her search history, she had continued to search for "best places to meet men" in the city she was visiting, so she clearly had plans, even if it wasn't with her boss. I still don't know whether what she said was true, whether nothing happened or maybe something but she wasn't keen on sharing the details. Either way, it wasn't as entirely innocent as she made things out to be.

The whole thing weighed on my mind for a while and I decided that I needed to confirm in my mind whether our experience was always going to be a fantasy or whether there was something more to it. She could clearly tell that I wanted to talk to her about something as she kept asking whether I was okay, but every time she did I was too nervous to speak up. Eventually, she sat me down in the kitchen one evening and demanded to know what was going on. She timed it well. I'd had a few drinks that night and my tongue was loosened. I finally cracked and told her that I'd been thinking about things. That I'd gotten the feeling that she wanted to explore romantically outside of the relationship and that I'd thought long and hard about it and that maybe I was okay with the idea. She seemed worried at first, assuring me that she didn't want that and that she loved me very much. That she was satisfied with what we had. I told her that despite that, I didn't want to get in the way of her exploring her sexuality, that I was okay with her seeing other people if she ever did get tempted. She began to probe deeper then, a curious tone carrying on her voice. She wanted to know if I wanted to see other people and I told her that I definitely did not. That I wasn't interested in other partners and that this would be a rule only for her. She grew very affectionate then, telling me that I was a very caring and compassionate person and that she didn't deserve me. We ended the talk with a deep embrace, with lots of passionate kissing and holding of each other as she stared into my eyes with a soft, thankful expression in her eyes.

That evening she came downstairs and knocked on my office door, led me up to our room and pushed me onto our bed. She rode me hard, enjoying my cock as she held me down like she likes to do. It was all very heat of the moment and sensual until about half way through, when she started asking me questions. "Do you want me to fuck someone else?" "How do you want them to do me?" "Do you want me to tell you all about it?" and finally as I was begging her to take another guy inside her, she whispered "How do you know I haven't already?". I came so hard and she laughed as she slammed her pussy down onto me over and over again, making me whimper as it became too sensitive to bear. She lay ontop of me for what felt like hours after, kissing me over and over again before sliding off my cock with a wink and heading to the bathroom to clean up.

This was the start of us being much more open and honest about what we wanted.

Yes yes yes🤪. Do it, do it, do it😜
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Thank you for this story billyf, I'm looking forward to the rest!

I like to hear more

bobbye
Hah, well I'm trying.

dilatateur
Thanks, there's a little bit more before we get to current day.

leone55
Great. I'll keep going if people are interested.

I'm very interested in where it's going! It's a really good read, thank you for sharing 😈❤️ x

It seems you're on the edge of something fantastic, good luck with the cuck ❤️

BumNote
No worries, glad you like it!

Redste
I hope so, it's difficult to tell exactly where that line of fantasy and reality actually sits sometimes.

Since that talk we've been a lot more open about what we want. There's no more dancing around it when we get intimate, it's straight to me telling her exactly what I want her to do with other men and her loving every second. In our last encounter she made me describe the kind of man that I pictured her with. I know that she's particularly into Irish guys and had an Irish coworker she was very flirty with. I tried my best to describe him without explicitly mentioning his name, visualising a tall, tattooed, alternative guy with long hair and broad shoulders. I described a situation where the two of them were at a work do in a pub and he took her outside and began to kiss and toy with her, before lifting her dress and bending her over a table and taking her roughly, whilst people watched from the windows. She came hard on my fingers as I verbalised the scene, moaning animalistically as I talked about him filling her up with his cum. Then she pushed me onto my back and laid on her side as she teased my cock, asking me again if I wanted her to dance with other men when she next went out. When I told her that I did, she had a wicked grin on her face and replied that she was going out with a friend this weekend. I came almost instantly and she had that shocked, mocking expression on her face that I can't get enough of.

The days following that session, she kept bringing up where she was going, what she was wearing and how late she was staying out. She was going to be spending the night at her friend's so wouldn't return until the next day. It drove me wild thinking about it and she was clearly loving the power she had over me, teasing me every time I would try to casually ask for more information. Finally the day came and she set off in the afternoon. I didn't hear anything from her for a long time, except for a few messages about the traffic or what she might have for lunch. I started asking questions and she simply told me she would tell me all about it when she got home. That was enough for me to know to shut up and I held my tongue.

The next day I awoke to a somewhat drunk goodnight message, filled with lots of winky faces an insinuations that she had a good night. When she finally returned home the next day she was shattered and I spent the whole day basically waiting on her hand and foot, bringing her food and water, doing her side of the chores and running her a bath. That's something that I've found myself happier to do since the dynamic has been spelled out, somehow it's easier to be submissive in day to day activities when there's an outlined sexual component involved. I guess I just am that easy to manipulate. She didn't tell me anything that first day, nor on the second. On the third I tried my luck when we went to bed, running my fingers up the inside of her thigh to see whether she was responsive. A quiet moan let me know that she wanted my attention and I began to slowly tease and stimulate her pussy as she lay there groaning. I kept quiet, barely saying a word as I have a hunch that she likes to imagine other scenarios and other men when the lights are off. She's recently preferred to do things in total darkness and seems more excited when I don't say anything and it makes me excited to be a part of her fantasies of other men in some capacity. Finally, after much tender touching she came in my hands and I continued rubbing her until her moans came to a stop. She turned to me and said "I think I'm going to be selfish and not reciprocate.". I was stunned in the moment, not because I expect or demand attention in return, but because it's the first time she's said something so commanding without a hint of an apology. Perhaps in the past she might have asked whether that was okay, but now, in this new dynamic, she knew that she had the power to demand sex and command when I was allowed to have it. It sent a thrill of submissive energy through me and instinctively I responded with "I'm always happy to do that for you, whenever you want it." She smiled and kissed me on the forehead, before turning to go to the bathroom, leaving me there desperate and horny.

That was at the beginning of this week and she still hasn't told me what happened when she went out. I'm desperate to know more, but I know it's her story to tell when she feels ready. All I know is that she offhandedly complained that in one of the clubs they went to everyone was "very grabby", though she didn't seem all that upset about it. Hoping to hear about what actually happened soon. I'll make a post when it finally happens.

This is just such great material, Billy. The tentativeness of it all is a real draw. I love how sensitive you are being to her needs and preferences. And the fact that her experiences have been less than 100 percent good is not something that is talked about often around here.

I expect in due time, her story will come tumbling right out.

Can't wait to hear more! Fingers crossed one day we get pics too!

Glad to hear she's been receptive to your interest in her taking other men, even including possibly taking them raw and being filled. I'm curious, and pardon me if it was already said and I missed it, but do your fantasies include breeding risk, and if so, has she been receptive to that aspect? If you've brought it up, of course. That's one of my favorite aspects of cucking, so I was curious.

yes please go on billyf !

Mr Fire
Thanks, I hope so too. I think the idea is really growing on her, she's starting to really consider integrating this into our relationship.

pussy_muncher
Hah, maybe pics one day.

y2a1979
We've not talked about it, but the idea sounds really hot to me. It's sort of like the ultimate surrender I guess.

dilatateur
Will do!

So just a small update this time, not particularly sexy but important. We still haven't talked about her night out, but I'm hoping to bring it up today. We did however have a really deep conversation about the idea of it all. I'd seen one of her searches had been about the romantic elements of an open relationship, rather than the sexual. It made me realise that for her the experience probably isn't just about a one night stand, she wants to experience a full seperate relationship with someone. We were in bed talking and I casually asked whether she'd had any thoughts since we'd had that first chat. She said that she had but that she was still processing things and wanted to come back to me with her thoughts. I could tell that there was something on her mind that she wasn't saying, so I pressed a bit further. I said that it didn't have to be just sexual, if she wanted something deeper, a connection with someone else then I'd be happy with that as well. A huge smile spread across her face and she told me that I was an amazing person. Then she went into a full, excited speil about what she wanted from this. It was like I'd unlocked the flood gates. She told me that she wanted to explore with women as well as men, that she actually thought it would be healthier for me to explore as well as her (men and women) so the dynamic wasn't skewed and that we should come up with a series of rules so that we didn't end up in a situation where one of us felt betrayed.

I was a little taken aback by the outpour, she'd clearly been thinking about this a lot, but I loved how charged and excited she was about the idea. She told me that she thought we'd really evolved as a couple and I agreed. We said our next steps are to figure out these rules, so we've both gone up and started drafting things up. Openness and honesty are suppoosed to be the core of what we're doing here and I loved the idea about us both chatting about people she wanted to see, or guys she was interested in. It really felt like a huge step in our relationship and I couldn't have been happier.

I ended up going away for the weekend and I've just come back, so it's been a while since I checked her search history, but as it turns out its been pretty lively. She's visiting a friend in Paris in a few weeks time and I'm pretty sure she's planning something. Results included "How to know if a guy friend is into you?" a chat gpt analysis on some flirting (that sadly was deleted) and "Sex techniques for women to perform on men." The idea that she's looking up the best ways to pleasure this guy is so hot to me, even if she's keeping it secret, especially as she's never done that kind of stuff for me as far as I know. I guess there must be an element to the secrecy that she enjoys and during our conversation I did say that she didn't have to tell me everything. It makes me feel very humiliated and submissive, which I'm loving. My minds going a bit wild imagining what she's learning to do and I picture her on her knees in his apartment licking his ass whilst she strokes his cock... I'll post more if I find out what she has planned...