This is from my blog here on LPSG. I hope it gives another perspective; if for nothing else but to reinforce that none of us have walked in each other's shoes. Live and let live.
We hear all kinds of stories regarding the subculture of cuckolding. Most of the time you can guarantee those stories are fiction from the mind of a wanna-be. One of several give-aways, is that phony stories tend to lack any of the hardships that sometimes exist regarding this lifestyle, or life in general. Our story is the exception to the rule. It's real and not close to being all roses.
My husband and i have been together for over 20 years. When we first met, he was quite the cocksman while working as a bartender at a very popular nightclub in Wash DC, and I was quite the ethical and happy slut.
One late afternoon early in our relationship I came to his bar while he was setting up and told him I was going over to a classmate's apt to blow him. He looked stunned, but suddenly smiled, letting me know it was okay. He had never been cuckolded before, nevermind we didn't even know the term cuckolding existed, what it meant, or that that's what we were engaged in.
He admitted to me that night - after some mind-blowing sex - that it really turned him on.
For the next few years we played like this a handful of times. I was a bit conflicted about it and wasn't totally comfortable letting him watch of telling him all the juicy details. In turn, that made him feel it was more like cheating, so we kept the play to a minimum.
Marriage, kids, and life happened thus by the late '90s we put our extramarital dalliances far out of mind for almost a decade.
Fast forward to a few years ago. In the prime of my husband's life he was diagnosed with terminal spinal cancer. I'll save you the sad and scary details, and instead will just say that he beat the prognosis and is here alive and well. With that said, he's only okay until his next MRI. We know and respect that his remission could change for the worst, instantly.
He can walk, drive and can still satisfy me sexually and vice versa - plus he's my best friend and soulmate - but the cancer did leave him with some sexual performance issues. However, instead of letting these issues be a negative, we turned our situation on its head and dove headfirst into the cuckold lifestyle.
My cuck has always been a masochist, even before we met, so the idea of using humiliation and angst to turn him on was a no-brainer. It also turns me on to be somewhat of a mental and physical sadist towards him even though it's not my nature. If he didn't enjoy it, it would be a total turn-off for me.
We do a lot of physical SM play when we're alone thus part of our scenes also include me being cruel to him verbally, i.e. letting him know how inadequate he is; calling out his limitations and insecurities in a very honest and direct way while reminding him about all the young hung cock I crave and get. I allow him to watch and video sometimes, but not all the time, which is an enhancement for him in terms of being humiliated and denied, while also allowing me to really let go sexually without him around.
Everyone loves my hubby when they meet him because he's not the "creeper" type and is very dynamic and good looking. He's straight, and we don't engaged in any bi or sissy play with my Bulls. However, a Bull can dictate what is going to happen before a play date and during, and my husband has no say. My husband has to endure watching my bulls dominate and use me, and he's allowed no input as to the actions my Bulls take. I do what they say and I ignore my cuck's feelings and needs. When we play, my Bulls own me and use my holes as they see fit.
When I play alone, I will sometimes make him clean me when I return home. It isn't that he's into my Bulls' cum, rather it's extremely humiliating and taboo for him, thus it's the rush of the scene and the humiliation that is exciting for the both of us. I will usually sit on his face and masturbate while I make him clean my used ass or pussy.
He is always present for the first date for safety reasons, plus I like him watching me...sometimes.
I'm currently looking for a full-time hung master who is attractive and who would literally control my holes 24/7, dominating me and dictating who I can and cannot play with; taking away any and all control of my sexuality from me or my cuck hubby. Yes we're freaks.
This lifestyle sub-culture is not for everyone. There are a lot of emotional dynamics that you must be prepared to deal with. Constant communication is important. Your family and marriage comes first, therefore you must be able to put the lifestyle on pause, or even away for good, if it means that's what's best for your relationship.