This story is to tell how I realized that I love being a cuck. It was summer 2020, four years with Paulina (I was 20, she was 19), we always had a beautiful relationship in every sense and we understood each other well. We could say that we entered a plateau and it was time to experiment (or at least that's what I thought). I noticed that she always looked at older men with a slight interest, I don't know what they had but something attracted her. And honestly, I didn't want to lie, imagining my girl being taken by a man much older than us, seeing her having sex with a man who desired her body and wanted to do everything to her. The weeks of that hot summer passed and my desires grew even more, however, I hadn't talked about it with her, I didn't know how to approach the topic, until everything changed after a night out. We went to a party bar with friends, we had fun, took drinks, smoked all night, arriving at the moment of leaving, we crossed a man around 56 years old, tall, chubby but firm, coming out of a bar next to the party bar. I don't know if it was coincidence but we walked together for several blocks, me embracing her who was stumbling from the drunk she had, nor do I know what impelled me to talk to Luis when I stopped at the same bus stop as us. Without beating around the bush, I told him that my girlfriend (she was half-reclined on the sidewalk waiting for the bus) seemed very beautiful, he surprised me by saying it was a very pretty girl, but I won't forget the face he made when I asked if he wanted to try something with her... To be continued...
This story is to tell how I realized that I love being a cuck. It was summer 2020, four years with Paulina (I was 20, she was 19), we always had a beautiful relationship in every sense and we understood each other well. We could say that we entered a plateau and it was time to experiment (or at least that's what I thought). I noticed that she always looked at older men with a slight interest, I don't know what they had but something attracted her. And honestly, I didn't want to lie, imagining my girl being taken by a man much older than us, seeing her having sex with a man who desired her body and wanted to do everything to her. The weeks of that hot summer passed and my desires grew even more, however, I hadn't talked about it with her, I didn't know how to approach the topic, until everything changed after a night out. We went to a party bar with friends, we had fun, took drinks, smoked all night, arriving at the moment of leaving, we crossed a man around 56 years old, tall, chubby but firm, coming out of a bar next to the party bar. I don't know if it was coincidence but we walked together for several blocks, me embracing her who was stumbling from the drunk she had, nor do I know what impelled me to talk to Luis when I stopped at the same bus stop as us. Without beating around the bush, I told him that my girlfriend (she was half-reclined on the sidewalk waiting for the bus) seemed very beautiful, he surprised me by saying it was a very pretty girl, but I won't forget the face he made when I asked if he wanted to try something with her... To be continued...
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