2 comments/ 11667 views/ 8 favorites Cuckolds Anonymous By: rikkitampa2014 For our meeting today one of the guys brought a cream pie his wife had baked for him. Everyone got a big kick out of this. So the five us sat around on folding chairs in the church basement eating pie and drinking coffee and sharing our stories. Very discreetly I'd activated the "tape recorder" app on my iPad. So the conversation transcribed here is absolutely verbatim (I won't get into the ethics of secretly recording what was supposed to be a strictly private, anonymous discussion). "This pie is good but...it's not runny enough." Laughter. "I'll pass that along to the missus." "She really baked this for you? For the meeting?" "She did." "So she's cool with the fact you attend these things?" "Oh, she encourages it. She especially appreciates how, unlike seeing a therapist, it doesn't cost two hundred dollars a week." "I'm just curious. Tell me if I'm out of line asking this question. But has anyone else been to a shrink over this?" "By 'this' you mean...being cuckolded?" "Yeah." "I've been to shrinks before but it wasn't over my wife cucking me. It was a long time ago." "Same here." "I think at some point or other, just about everybody has seen a shrink for one reason or another." "True." "And it wasn't just about being cuckolded, by the way. I had other issues. Such as my daughter. Anyone for seconds? Help yourself." "Sloppy seconds?" Laughter. "You wish, brother." "Since I guess, well, I'm the new guy here, I thought I'd kick it off, if you don't mind, by sharing my thoughts about how, well, I didn't really anticipate my wife's change of attitude toward me. I mean after she started seeing this other guy." "In what way?" "I don't know...Lack of respect? Contempt even?" "Join the club, brother." "Contempt may be too strong a word..." "Contempt IS too strong of a word. I can almost guarantee it, young man." "It's really just a little bit hypocritical isn't it? On their part? On the one hand they kind of welcome the fact that you're letting them do this thing, but then on the other they sort of disrespect you for it. It's definitely a lack of respect." "I'm completely out in left field on this one. I haven't experienced any of what you're describing from my wife, and we've been in the lifestyle for going on seven years now. I guess my wife's a saint." "She certainly makes a mean pie." Laughter. "You have no idea." Laughter. "Another new guy question, here. I-" "You don't have to raise your hand, son. Just speak out." "Yeah, the neo-Nazi party meeting is in the next room." Laughter. "Bad joke. Sorry..." "No but I mean I keep reading about this 'lifestyle' thing on the internet. I'm not a hundred percent sure..." "You're living it, bud. Or you wouldn't be here." "I know but-" "What our friend is asking is, what's the difference between a cuckold and a cuckold? There are two meanings here. At the basic level, the Webster's Dictionary level, a cuckold is any man whose wife cheats on him. At the 'lifestyle' level a cuckold is a man who derives sexual gratification from his wife cheating on him. And it's not even cheating, is it, since it's out in the open. A lifestyle cuckold not only accepts his wife's philandering, he encourages it. He-" "Let me ask our new friend here a question. Have you ever done anything to help facilitate your wife getting together with her lover? Have you ever stayed out late after work, or left the house on a weekend, so your wife could have some alone-time with her lover?" "Yes." "There you go then." "Do you get an erection thinking about her with him? Do you-" "Come on now, we all get erections. That's not enough to define a man as a lifestyle cuck." "My apologies, professor." "I'm just saying..." "Hold on. This is way more widespread than people think. I've read surveys—more than one—in men's magazines where they ask the question what's your favorite sexual fantasy. And overwhelmingly it comes back that fantasizing about your wife or girlfriend with another man-" "Or woman." "—is the number one fantasy. By far." "And what conclusion do you draw from that?" "I'm not saying there aren't plenty of guys out there who would fly into a jealous rage if they came home and found their wife in bed with another man—I mean people get killed every day over shit like this, excuse my French. All I'm saying is probably the majority of men get off on the idea their wives and girlfriends fucking other men. It's a fact of life." "Yeah but that doesn't make them cuckolds does it? Fantasy is one thing. Doing it, making it happen, is another. And that's why the five of us are here." "Change of subject. Has anyone here ever met their wife's lover?" "I have." "I have. Many times." "Moot point. My wife has multiple lovers." "At the same time?" "Very funny." "No, I'm being serious!" "She maintains relations with several different boyfriends. Independently of one another, far as I know." "Hot!" "I've never met my wife's lover, I don't think. I believe his name is Mike. Or Mick. On the other hand she hasn't been doing it for all that long..." "How did you find out?" "She confessed it to me. Early on. Before they started having sex. She said this guy at the gallery—my wife's an artist. She was showing some of her work at a cooperative gallery downtown. And I gather the guy jurying the show—he's English, an older guy I think—she's into older men. I'm eight years her senior. It's a daddy thing, I guess, according to her. Anyway she was gallery-sitting and he approached her and asked her out for coffee. Then they met for coffee again. Then for drinks. Then he asked her out for dinner..." "Is he fucking her, or not, friend?" "He is now. At the time she told me about him they were just at the dating stage. But obviously he wanted to get into her panties. I mean-" "And how long did that take?" "It all happened very quickly. It went from her telling me they were just friends, and that she'd never cheat on me with another man-" "It's not cheating if you know about it. Rule number one of cuckolding." "—to asking me like the next week if I really meant it when I offered to make myself scarce so she could invite him over to the apartment." "It's official! You're a lifestyle cuck! Welcome to the club!" "What was your response?" "It took my breath away. No, seriously. We were getting ready for work. Kay—I shouldn't say her name, sorry—was standing there in her bra and panties when she asked me. I just melted. I kissed her nipples through her bra then I dropped to my knees and put my arms around her and hugged her and kissed her through her little panties. I hugged her for a long time..." "Ahem! Stop it! You're making me hard." "I'm loving it!" "Do you have pictures?" Laughter. "This is gonna sound weird but I felt positively grateful to her for this. It was something I—we'd—been fantasizing about for years." "What do you mean 'we'?" "My wife and I. It was a regular part of our foreplay. Whispering to each other about her with other men. I started it and then Kay picked up on it. Come to think about it, now, just about every time we had sex together it was proceeded by I guess what you'd call cuckold talk." "Oh you've got the disease BAD, brother." "Let's refrain from referring to our, well, lifestyle choices as a disease." "OK, a hobby then." Laughter. "So this hifalutin' art critic, or whatever he is...is he married?" "Yes. I know that much. Kay has let it slip that she's a real bitch, according to him. But she's also filthy rich, I gather, so..." "Probably not that much money in jurying amateur art shows..." "She's not an amateur." "Has she sold anything?" "That raises a really great question for all of us. How many of our wives' lovers are married?" "Mine is." "Me too." "Moot point, as I say. Not sure how many of them are married. Couldn't care less." "Mine's single. Divorced." "Does that worry you at all?" "Why?" "I don't know. If they're unmarried they're more likely to steal her away from you? Sorry to go there, man, but..." "It's a definite downside to cuckolding, let's face it." "My wife has been fucking her lover twice a week like clockwork for the past seven years. And she's as loyal to me as the day we took our wedding vows, over two decades ago." "Yeah but we've already established your wife is a saint." "And she bakes pies." Laughter. "Give her our regards, by the way." "I shall." "How sexually explicit can we be here?" A pause. "We're all adults." "Nothing raunchy, please." "Well, is cunnilingus considered raunchy?" "It's a fact of life, isn't it?" "A cuckold's life." Laughter. "I'll take that as an OK then. Does anyone's wife let them eat her afterwards?" "Of course she does!" "It's part of it, man" "See, mine doesn't. She says it's disgusting. Besides she's kind of a clean freak and she washes herself—we have a bidet-" "Fancy." "—afterwards. So I'm shit of luck on that count." "My wife has always been totally accommodating. She knows that I desire her afterwards and she's more than happy to drape her legs over me and let me go to town." "Jesus!" "But don't get me wrong. It's not creampie. I don't know how many of you are bi—I have a theory that all lifestyle cucks are bi, secretly or otherwise...but if you've ever tasted another man's fresh semen, I mean if he came in your mouth-" "Disgusting! Sorry..." "But it's not like that at all. As soon as my wife's lover finishes in her she doesn't wash up. She pulls her panties on and stays that way until I get home. Then she lets me sniff her panties—usually they're still wet—and lick her vagina to my heart's content." "What a great wife!" "I think we've established that. I'm jealous as shit." "But what I'm saying is it's not a nice sweet taste and smell. It's actually pretty funky. Especially if she's peed at some point after sex." "Does your wife know I'm bisexual?" "What?" "Freudian slip! Admit it!" "Fuck you. That you're bisexual, I mean?" "We have zero secrets." "Does that mean you'll give me the recipe for the pie?" Laughter. "Ask her." "What's a creampie?" Pause. "You're kidding me, right?" "I mean aside from the ones on our plates." "Tell him, professor." "Well, a creampie is your wife's vagina just after her lover finishes cumming in her and pulls out. It's her lover's very fresh semen leaking out of her." "Which, you, her husband, eagerly lap up." "Yes." "It's the stuff of legend." "Yes, but has anyone ever actually tasted it?" "I have. Many times." "You have to be in the room with them. A threesome. It has to be, like, immediate." "I don't want to be in the room with them." "It can't be, like, an hour later." "It's the fresh cum you lick out of your wife's pussy. Her lover's cum. That's a creampie." "That's what I thought it was." "So I take it you've never had it?" "You?" "No. But one can dream..." "It's like I say, it has to be a threesome." "I'll pass. I'm not gay and I'm not bi. If I lick my wife's pussy it's to taste her wet pussy." "Wet with what?" "Even after she's just finished with her lover? Come on,man!" "It's her pussy I want to taste." "You know my theory..." "I have another stupid question." "There's no such thing as a stupid question. Shoot. Please." "Yes there is. Kid-ding..." "Let the young man speak." "Is it normal for a cuckold, I mean for his wife, to lose all interest in having sex with him once she starts...?" "She doesn't have sex with you anymore?" "It's been months. Ever since she started up with him. You know what she told me recently? She said until she started having sex with her lover she'd never experienced an orgasm before. Never in seven years of marriage. I couldn't believe it. She was a virgin when I met her." "Those still exist?" "Hey, if we were He-men in bed we wouldn't be cuckolds. That's the whole point." "But what kind of sex do the rest of you have with your wives?" "Normal sex. I fuck my wife a couple of times a week. I'm not saying I'm as good as her lover..." "Yeah but your wife's a nympho." "Easy, now..." "That's a compliment." "I'll take it as such, thanks." "Handjobs..." "Ditto." "My wife lets me jack off on her tits. That's pretty cool." "My wife tells me to go in the bathroom and masturbate. It's very frustrating. Sometimes when we're in bed together I wait till she's asleep then I just...do it on the sheet. It's like...I have a right to have sex on my own bed." "Call that sex? Kid-ding..." "Don't listen to him." "I think we can safely say that in most cases, when a man's wife starts cucking him, her need for her husband as a sex partner diminishes, yes?" "Of course." "That's the whole point." "Not in my case." "Should I ask her to jack me off?" "Brush her hair." "What?" "Offer to brush her hair. My wife has long dark hair. I sit behind her on the bed—we're both naked—brushing her hair and invariably she reaches behind and starts stroking my hard on. It's good for both of us." "In the final analysis, what difference does it make where we ejaculate? In our wife's vagina? On her tits? In the bathroom sink? As long as we get off..." "I disagree. There is a difference. I miss my wife. Fucking her I mean. Cumming in her. It's important." "I would say, young man, frankly, get over yourself. You have a new role in your relationship. Deal with it. If you were able to satisfy her she wouldn't be cucking you. Add to that that you secretly love it." "That's harsh." "It's the truth." "What's secret about it?" "Anyone else into BDSM?" A long pause. "Man, we're hitting all the topics today." "Must be the pie." "This is great! Very helpful, guys..." "What do you mean by BDSM? Who's the S, who's the M?" "My wife is the S. Anybody else here get tied up and whipped?" "Spanked. She spanks me." "Tie you up?" "No. Just...'Get on your hands and knees, pussy,' that sort of thing." "She calls you pussy?" "Far out!" "We keep ropes in the bedside drawer. Cords I mean. And a whip I made out of leather straps, with knots in it. She binds my wrists and ankles then she goes to town on me. The best part is when she misses her target and hits me in the dangling balls. Anybody ever done acid? Mushrooms?" "I had mushrooms on my steak last night." "It's like a fucking hallucinogen. I see stars. Colors. The zodiac. I call her mommy." "Who?" "My wife! You should see the marks on my ass..." "Thanks. I'll pass." "It's all part of the submissive, humiliation thing. My wife, ever since she started fucking other men, has become the dominant one in our relationship. It's an amazing transformation." "I like being the submissive one in our marriage. It takes a lot of pressure off." "Anyone wear panties?" "I do!" "I do!" "Men, I think we're getting a little off topic." "What's off-topic about a cuckold who steals his wife's panties?" "Steals?" "And bra." "And bra?" "I like to push my wife's tampons up my ass." "Please!" "What?" "Guys? Fellow cuckolds? I have to get going in a few minutes..." "Yes. It's about that time. I think Alcoholics Anonymous has booked the room after us." "Maybe I'll stick around..." "Last question. Everyone? How many of you—us—are being cuckolded as we speak?" "Oh, this is prime-time for my horny wife." "The irony is delicious, is it not?" "You have such a way with words. Are you a writer?" "We block out time, my wife and I. I tell her I'm going to be out for a couple of hours, and she makes arrangements with her lover. In theory at least." "My wife doesn't fuck her lovers at our house, so it's a moot point." "Everything with you is a moot point." "Hostility?" "Boys?" "My wife works on Saturdays." "Oh? Where?" "She's a cosmetics consultant at Macys. At the mall." "Good for her!" "I thought she was an artist?" "That, too. But Macys pays the bills." "And she has lots of opportunities to meet other men, I'm sure." "Well, women. The men are mostly gay." "There's still a slice of pie left. Anyone?" "Jesus, man. I'm already going to have to spend an extra hour at the gym tomorrow." "That pie was fucking delicious! The coffee? Eh!..." "Same time next week? I have a guest speaker lined up. She's a local author and therapist who wrote an eBook titled, Sex Therapy for Male Malcontents. She's quite attractive and engaging. Her name is Amber. Toodles! See you all then!" "Your questions were very interesting today, young man. Welcome. I'm sure you have more. I'm a bisexual cuckold too. Want to go grab a beer?" "Uh..." End of recording.