A Sampling of True Stories

I recently discovered the /r/sluttyconfessions SubReddit and it's a treasure trove of content. As you might expect, there are a fair number of posts about cuckolding. I've looked through all those posts from the past month and picked the best of them to share below. I added a little commentary after each story It's in italics. I hope you enjoy :)

I Want to Cheat on My Boyfriend

What do I do? He's just not enough for me. And he knows it. I would say I'm hot, funny, love to wear slutty clothes, work out a lot. He on the other hand is skinny, beta minded and bad in bed. I literally love sex, so as an alpha woman I just usually use him, what else can I do. 

I still love him though, its just that feeling that I deserve more. All those alpha men at the gym looking at me make me so wet, that I'm almost convinced to offer him a cuckold relationship or a break up, because this is driving me crazy. What do y'all think?

Obviously, she shouldn't cheat on him. She should turn him into a good cuckold for her. After all, if he's beta-minded and bad in bed, he's meant to be a cuckold, isn't he?

Wife confessed she masturbates thinking of cucking me

Hi all, long time lurker new poster. My wife is Asian and drop dead gorgeous. Anyway our sex life has been slowing down a bit now since my wife had to stop birth control.

We used to fuck a couple times a week but in the last few months we only fucked once since she got off birth control. She had to stop birth control since it made her not feel good. At first we planned to use a condom but after doing it only once for a few minutes my wife made me pull out she said she didn't like the rubber feeling and it was painful since it dried her out. So we haven't had sex since then. Usually i will go down on her then get her off with her magic wand that happens a couple times per week. Then maybe once a week she jerks me off to completion.

But anyway last night she crawled into bed with me and got herself off with her vibrator next to me. Then i asked her to rub my dick. She started rubbing it then said “do you want to know what i was thinking while getting off?” I said ok.

She said she was thinking her and I snuck into my office for a quickie after work one night. She said she thought we were the only ones in the office but we didn't know the security guard was watching us. She said when i finished fucking her which was quick and took the condom off and came on her stomach the guy walked in with his hard bare cock out and slid it into my wife.

She said “you just stood there and let him stick it in me and he fucked me bare with no condom.” I said how did he fuck you? She said “he had me on all fours on the desk and totally naked and barefoot with my head pushed down and my ass up...then he came inside my pussy and you just stood there and let him.”

When she was telling me this i orgasmed. Then she said “I guess you like my fantasy too”

I'll bet every woman - at some point in her life - fantasizes about another guy while her man is going down on her. I'll bet there are some that even fantasize about another guy while they're getting fucked.

Cuckolds are the only ones that would find such a thing enjoyable, which is why cuckolds are so amazing :)

For a year, I [F] was regularly paid to cuck a very rich man... [FM]? [MFM]?

I think the best deal in the world might be finding a man with deep pockets who has a cuckold fetish. Now, cuckolding has been popular for thousands of years, but in terms of pornography it really boomed in the last fifteen. That's the power of the internet! Porn and escorting go pretty hand in hand. People (men, usually) will pay to live out the fantasies they can't with their loving partners who don't get off to gangbang or kink shit at two in the morning. Honestly, this applies to women too. I never got many women clients, but almost all of them wanted to be dominated and fucked hard. Bruises hard. But this story is about a cuck. His name was Patrick.

I met Patrick in a voyeur club. The deal was that there would be a peep show with booths like the ones you see in Amsterdam. This was hush hush of course, because in my region it was a questionable legality. In other words, this was strictly invite only. How these shows would usually work is two girls wait in the middle while the men (and sometimes women!) were separated from each other by the booths. This was a pretty elaborate construction made by a friend of mine, Andrew, in the basement of his very luxurious house. They also functioned as advertising for me and the other lady. The viewers got to see us and would usually make contact after the show, asking for our numbers and how they can "see us again." Andrew's peep shows were very popular. He was a well connected pervert, and I say that with nothing but love.

That's how I met Patrick. He was very enthusiastic. The first few times we met were fairly normal. Uncommonly normal, for a connection made through a peep show. He wanted to fuck me in various outfits. Nurse, schoolgirl, leather mommy, the works. All purchased by Patrick for my use. He had deep pockets. I suspect deeper than any man I ever slept with, and I've slept with some very rich men. He was old money. Unostentatious, except when it came to the bedroom. So after a few nights together, he asked me a question: "Next time, can you bring a friend?"

"Sure," I said. Very common request. "I know a girlfriend of mine would love you."

"No. That's not what I mean."

Patrick had a very particular idea in mind when he asked me to bring a friend. Tall. Black. Big guy. Big dick. In my opinion, the obsession with black dicks is a little offensive, but it's certainly profitable for everyone involved. Lucky for Patrick, I knew someone that fit the bill: Jacob. Jacob was an old friend from my college days, which are better known as my stripping days. He was a bartender at the place the girls would go to on our off nights. He was very popular. Gorgeous, funny, and nice. Very much not the person cucks want because he wasn't aggressive and mean. Unless you were alone and asked him to be, of course. So I knew I could make it happen so long as Patrick was willing to shell out. And he always was.

My meetings with Patrick soon took on a predictable, and enjoyable, formula. First we would have dinner at a very expensive restaurant. Not always an amazing restaurant, but sometimes people that rich are so used to shelling out that they conflate it with quality. But this was all part of the "play" for Patrick so I didn't complain. I would wear whatever dress he had bought for me, as well as some very expensive lingerie. He was a good conversationalist. Like many men paying me for my time he liked to complain about his wife, his kids, and his work. Patrick really despised his wife, and got a divorce later. That was what ended our relationship, if you could call it that, but that's neither here nor there. After dinner, we would go back to his fuck-pad.

Whenever we arrived, we would be alone. Patrick liked to start things off with a blowjob. Cuck though he was, he still wanted to use me a little. As I've said before, I'm a master with my mouth (or a mistress, as so many people have called me!) and he wanted to take advantage. It wouldn't last long, though. He didn't want to cum. Or maybe I should say he didn't want me to make him cum. That was one of his quirks. It was the same way when it was just the two of us. He always finished himself off. And that's something to respect, for all you gals out there. Everybody has their quirks!

So there I am with my dress all mussed up but still on. My makeup, on the other hand, is immaculate. Anyone who spends so much time pleasing men learns to know what they like. And Patrick did not want to be the one messing up my makeup.

I edged him, in other words. And when he was brought to the edge, he demanded a stop.

Here comes the crux of the night. At this point, I would send a text to Jacob. Jacob would be waiting nearby in his car. He knew the address and I would give him the code for the parking garage. So while Patrick and I came back from dinner and I started taking care of him, Jacob would be getting ready.

The knock at the door. That was Patrick's favorite part, I think. That was his sign to step away from the bed and take his post on the chair in the corner. I would greet Jacob at the door, still in my dress. That wouldn't last long.

Now, I should remind you. Jacob was popular with the girls from the club. When you're a star player in a whole roster of strippers' rolodex... let's just say that he got his reps in. He knew how to treat a girl right whether she wanted romance or abuse. On nights like these, it wasn't what I wanted that mattered. What mattered is what Patrick wanted to see.

Patrick paid top dollar for two star performers to work together in a marathon show. That meant multiple hours with only a few breaks in between. Suffice to say, Jacob and I worked very hard to train our cardio in our free time! All to ensure that what would follow was some of the most spectacular, intense, insanely rough fucking of my life. I would go from dressed and made up to smeared, naked, and folded every which way under a gorgeous Black man in a matter of minutes. During this time, I would forget about Patrick entirely. That's how he wanted it anyway. I would beg Jacob for more and say whatever nasty things he wanted to hear. He'd toss me around the bed, make my body into a fleshlight for his fun.

So what does that mean? I'll give you a snapshot.

One night, Jacob fucked my throat as I hung my head off the side of the bed until I was gagging and crying with my hand deep in my underwear. Even he couldn't last long, and soon I had cum covering me from my underwear to my neck.

With a plug in my ass, he had me in a chokehold so stable I couldn't move at all. I stared up at the ceiling with my eyes rolling back and my mouth hanging open as he fucked me from behind.

A rare footjob. It wasn't my thing or Jacob's, but after months of regular nights together, we were willing to try anything to scandalize our patron. I thought that thanks to all my stretching I would be able to blow him while I cradled his dick between my feet, but not quite!

Sometimes Patrick wanted to shake things up. We would bring in other women sometimes. Still the two girls would only have sex with Jacob, but those were always fun. Sometimes he would pay me and Jacob to go out on our own for the night, though that was rare. Once, for Patrick's fiftieth, and right before his divorce proceedings started, he hired two girls to join us; and for all his generosity, all he got was a double blowjob.

I spent about a year meeting with Patrick a few times a month. Jacob and I made out like bandits thanks to this arrangement, and we became much closer as friends. When Patrick got divorced his finances were scrutinized much more closely and he couldn't afford to see us as often. But he provided for some of my best working nights of my life.

If you had enough money, would you pay a woman to cuckold you like Patrick, the guy in her story, did? And if you had that kind of money, would you want to watch a black man use her, or would you have a different fantasy?

I was a bull four a couple for 6 years

I was 19 when I started being a bull for a couple that I had known by dating their daughter in high school, her and I were broken up by then. Mark, 46 at the beginning of m being their bull, never seemed like the cuckold type. Susan’s, 45 always pleasant and never gave off the vibes of someone so kinky.

So it began with eating out alone and then seeing me, they invited me to their table and we talked and I got their numbers. A few days later I got a text from Susan and her and I started texting more and more. Texting lead to me one night getting a little riskier and telling her how I always had a crush on her, and her telling me how I’ve grown into a handsome man. Texting turned to sexting which I later found out Mark was reading the whole time. At first I was a bit turned off by the fact but I was invited to dinner with them at their house.

Dinner was great but what was so memorable was after it Susan went upstairs and came down in a gorgeous black laced lingerie and crotchless panties. I was stunned and I kept looking at mark who was just eyeing his wife. We had moved to the living room and she sat right on my lap. I was semi hard at the time, and she kept rubbing against me which quickly make me hard.

After not much convincing from them both I undressed and she started sucking me and I couldn’t stop staring at Mark as his wife was suckling me. He was clearly aroused and I asked him if she was going to let me do more. That’s when he asked if I wanted more, and I just shook my head and she stood up walked over to him and kissed him. He bent down and licked her then she walked back to me and straddled my lap. I slipped in so perfectly. Her bouncing and hearing her moan, and honestly was in a dry spell for awhile, I came quickly and hard. She thankfully finished as well and to my surprise Mark was lying down and she sat on his face for him to lick her clean. She pulled me to the end of couch and started sucking me clean.

There's something alluring about the idea of a virile young man satisfying your wife's desires in a way you can't, isn't there?

I'll bet you find the idea of cleaning that young man's cum out of her even more alluring though, don't you?

27F - My cuck husband turned me into a hotwife

I married my husband Matt a few years ago and we were dating a few years before that. When we got married, I caught Matt masturbating a few times to porn and he confessed he is addicted to interracial cuckold porn. I asked him if it was just a fantasy and he said yes however sometime later he admitted he doesn't think he can have sex with me the way i want and that he has all these "dark fantasies".

I decided not to judge him and to try to understand him a bit better and he admitted that he wanted to be a "cuck". At the time I wasn't sure what that was but he explained it to me. He further admitted that his kink has a racial component and that when he fantasies about it its always black men.

All of this information sort of shocked me and it took me weeks of thinking to decide what to do about it. After a lot of reflection I decided that I would try doing it once and seeing how I felt about it.

After that first time, I fell in love with the feeling it gave me and the happiness it brought Matt. Since then we've evolved our dynamic to include full time chastity for him, and other things. We've stopped having sex but our love and relationship have never been stronger. I have one regular man I meet with now and we meet a few times a week and its been fantastic.

Matt didn't know it, but he was married to a natural born cuckoldress with a dominant streak. He's clearly one of the lucky ones, as it doesn't always work out when you share your cuckold fantasy with your wife.

My wife got a boyfriend while I was deployed and I loved it.

Before leaving for my first deployment I told my girlfriend (my now wife) my fetish for Hotwife and cuckold lifestyle. She was skeptical but after our first threesome with one of my friends she loved it. Up until my deployment we had only had the occasional threesome with one of my friends but before I left I told her that she could fuck other guys if she wanted to. I said it would really turn me on and give me something to jack off to. My girlfriend said she wouldn’t because she’d feel too guilty.

About a month into deployment on a call with my girlfriend she tells me she went out with some girls in her platoon (my wife was also in the military) she said she met a hot guy that danced with her and was buying her drinks and at the end of the night they made out. I got very excited and asked if she wanted to see him again, making it clear I was very into it. She told me he’s been texting her and wants to take her out on a date. I told her she should go especially since she was so attracted to him. Before ending the call she made sure again that I was ok with her date, I very much was.

After the weekend when I got a chance I called her, excited to here what happened. She said they didn’t end up going to dinner but she invited him over to our apartment Friday night. She said they talked for a while before eventually making out on the couch. Her on top of him. After she told me she took him to the bedroom and they had sex. She told me his dick was big and felt really good and that they fucked multiple times that night while drinking and watching tv.

I was so hard hearing this as soon as the call was over I went to the porto john and jacked off. For the rest of deployment was her meeting up with this guy for dates or just to fuck. On occasion at his place she would also fuck his friends.

I like the extra addition at the end where he reveals that his wife would happily fuck her boyfriend and his friends when she'd go over to his house. How many of you would be into your wives cuckolding you with multiple guys on the same night?