First Cuckolding Experience: Tricked by My Boyfriend

My first cuckolding experience was extremely memorable.

 

I think there were a few drivers into my first cuckolding experience. Firstly, I had been cheating on my boyfriend. Secondly, I love being watched. So when the third thing hit, seeing my then boyfriend jerk off to me cheating on him, the cuckold experience just sunk in and gave me one of the strongest orgasms of my life.

Before I set the scene, let me explain my exhibition kink. I love being the center of attention, and I love being watched. This had led to many different public exposures, fucking in the woods, or trying not to get caught on the bus while I get myself off.

Knowing someone’s eyes are on me just sets sparks through me. My pussy drips at the sensation. It’s as if electricity burns through my veins and straight to my abdomen, making my pussy drip in anticipation. It just gives me more of a rush and burns that makes my orgasms that much wetter.

Now, let me explain the cheating that leads to my first cuckolding experience.

In fact, my then-boyfriend was leading me to cheat on him. He had a secret cuckolding fetish but didn’t want to bring it up. Instead, he gave me lackluster sex, ruined orgasms, and insecurities. We broke up much later, and honestly, if he had instead told me he wanted to watch me fuck other men instead of being a bad boyfriend to get me to do it, we might have been together.

But when you’re young and new to sex, you’re stupid. I made a lot of dumb mistakes myself, and I don’t regret the orgasm of my first cuckolding experience.

So, unsatisfied and unhappy, I looked to other men. One of his friends, who I later found out as given the go-ahead to fuck me, seemed to be the perfect guy. He pointed out to me that a relationship takes two. And flattered by his vocal appreciation of me, and needing a good orgasm, I fucked him. I ended up doing him in his SUV at first, and then later in his dorm room.

We carried on for weeks, with me not knowing that I was cuckolding my then-boyfriend.

For me, I thought it was cheating, and I was a little torn up about it (again, youth). But then the friend suggested a hotel room the night my then-boyfriend said he planned to be away. And thus, the night of my first cuckolding experience was born.

And a whole night of wild sex, fierce orgasms, and deep kissing would be enough to satisfy me for weeks, so I agreed.

As soon as we made it to the hotel room, off came the clothes. Hungry for an entire night of marathon sex, I quickly threw my clothes to the side and climbed on top of my partner.

His cock slid inside, perfect and fat, building up the heat in my gut as another part of me moaned in satisfaction.

“Wonder what he’d say if he saw us now, huh?” my partner asked, though he’d never brought it up before. From the slatted closet, I noticed a glint and realized my then-boyfriend was still as a statue, watching me fuck his friend.

And, though it was my first cuckolding experience, I began talking down about my then-boyfriend, frustrated with everything he did. I did my best to give him extreme cuckold humiliation worthy of how he treated me.

Of the three of us, my then-boyfriend orgasmed the loudest. But when I made him come out of the closet and watch his friend shove his cock into my pussy, I came the hardest.

You know you don’t have to watch from a closet, either. Give me a call, and I’ll give you a seat up close to your own cuckold fantasy.

 

 

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