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My Unwitting Cuckold Beginnings

This is a true story about how my first wife cheated on me and left me for her lover. Even though it doesn't have a happy ending, I still look back upon it with a torturous combination of arousal and cuckold angst.

I joined the military right out of high school and met my first wife, Lyanna, while I was going through technical training. Lyanna was a cute, energetic, petite blonde with perky tits, a sexy bubble-butt, and a smoldering hot pussy. I was a young, shy, sexually inexperienced sailor with a quick trigger and need for female companionship. It was a match made in heaven! Sure, she could be a bit selfish and bitchy at times, but I didn't think it was anything I couldn't handle. Heck, I was just happy I was getting pussy on a regular basis. We soon married and moved into an apartment complex near the base. Our first year was newlywed bliss.

Our second year we spent much of apart. During that period I went on a few short at-sea assignments, and then an extended deployment. When the deployment ended, I was excited to get back home and resume our lives together. Our lives resumed, but things between us had changed. While I had been gone she had made her own, independent life. She had her own circle of friends, and she had gotten use to doing things on her own. Though I was happy that she had been able to adjust to life without me, it did concern me that many of her new friends were male. She told me I had nothing worry about, explaining that she had always gotten along better with men than women.

I was ok with my wife's explanation at first until I noticed that she was giving a lot of time and attention to a male neighbor, James, who lived in an adjacent apartment building. Sometimes, she would be over at his place for hours and then come home as chipper as could be. I started getting suspicious and asked her if anything was going on between them, but she said he was like a big brother to her and she could talk to him for hours.

I naively believed Lyanna was not fucking around, even though she and I were having sex less and less often. She became more moody and frequently found excuses to cut me off, blaming me for it. She would claim I wasn't paying attention to her... or I wasn't doing my share around the house... or I was doing "something" wrong... etc.. Also, it seemed like she was always on her period!

My wife's biggest cut-off ruse came when she convinced me that we should have a baby and I would have to abstain for weeks to ensure my sperm count was at it's highest when she was ovulating. Even though I wanted us to have a baby, the idea of not being able to have sex with her for but one or two days a month sounded completely ludicrous. I tried telling her that it didn't take anywhere near that long for my sperm to build up, but she insisted that her way was the best way. She was always right (just ask her.) She also added in the incentive that we would have lots of sexy fun on those magical days we could have sex. I begrudgingly complied.

Being a healthy male in my early twenties, ejaculating only once or twice a month was pretty much an impossible task, so I resorted to the only logical alternative. I masturbated... frequently. I figured I could secretly jerk-off as much as I wanted throughout the month, abstain for 3 or 4 days before Lyann's ovulation time, and then be ready for some baby-making.

Of course, the baby-making didn't turn out to be the marathon fuck-fest I had hoped it would be. A quick trigger, the lack of regular sex, and the 3 or 4 days of denial were a complete recipe for premature ejaculation. 1 or 2 days of sexy fun ended up being more like 1 or 2 minutes! One time, I was lucky she gave it up a second time during her ovulation period. Oh well, I was back to stroking my poor, neglected cock the rest of the month.

The jerking-off worked for a few months until one night my wife came home early from work and caught me in the living room, pleasuring myself to some soft-core porn on Cinemax. Boy, was she upset about that. I was wasting her precious sperm! She also claimed that I must not be attracted to her if I had to masturbate to get my jollies. I tried telling her that she was very attractive to me, but then she threw it in my face that I never showed it.

Regardless of how I really felt about her attractiveness. I was cut off for two months after that.

Not long after, my wife handed me separation papers and told me that she was leaving me for James. I was totally devastated. I knew we were having problems, but I thought we would eventually work through them. Boy, was I mistaken. After a couple of weeks of total numbness, I realized that in spite of all the shame and sadness I was feeling, a part of me was aroused by the thought of her fucking around with another man. Not knowing anything about cuckolding at the time, I had no idea what these feelings were all about. All I knew was that I wanted to forgive her and have her back.

A few weeks later, Lyanna and I had a serious talk. She confessed to me that she and James were having domestic problems of their own. They had moved in together and weren't getting along as well as she'd hoped. I then told her that I still loved her and was willing to forgive her if she would come back to me. I went on to tell her that I would also give her her "freedom" if that was what she needed. I didn't outright say that "freedom" meant permission to have sex with another man, but I knew that she knew what I meant. She agreed to come back, and then asked me to give her some time to work out the situation with James. I didn't care how long it took. I was just excited that we were going to be a couple again.

About a week later, my wife called me. She explained that she was pregnant with James' ..., and she and I could not get back together. We eventually divorced, and they married. She and I did have an odd, cuckold-ish type of relationship after that, but that's a story for another time.


~*jamie*~

Topics: cheating, cuckolding
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fem9jamie
Yes MasterD. It arouses me to recall it.
fem9jamie
I remarried eventually MasterD. My current wife isn't a slut like my first.
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