From a Fantasy to A Thrill
Mary Not Wollstonecraft
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From a Fantasy to a Thrill
A husband’s desires become a wife’s deepest, darkest yearnings
An Interracial Adventure in Cuckoldry
Mary Not Wollstonecraft
© Copyright 2023 by Mary the Wollstonecraft Woman
This is a work of fiction and not intended to promote a lifestyle. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, is merely coincidental.
From a Fantasy to the Thrill
My husband told me about his dream of cuckolding. He’s had the fantasy for a long while, and although I was happy to role-play the idea in bed, I did not want to see it through. It just seemed like such a bad idea for so many reasons. I was also totally disinterested in humiliating, degrading, or belittling him.
However, saying I wasn’t interested in being with another man would be a lie.
The thought of it was tantalizing. And we talked for hours on end about the potential of the scenario. After months of weighing the pros and cons, I told him I wouldn’t completely rule it out.
“Tell you what, sugar,” I said, “should the opportunity present itself, and the guy is interesting and handsome, okay? What I mean is, sure, we can give her a whirl. If you don’t think it will bug you, or you’ll get jealous.”
I agreed, mainly because refusing to entertain the idea would have crushed his dreams. Even so, I had no expectation anything would actually come from our agreement.
In successive nights, we spoke in hushed tones about what twisted fantasies we might breathe life into. What pleasure I would find in giving into my deepest desires and exploring the fringes of passion we may only discover together. His honey-drenched words were a poison that incited me to heights of pleasure I never thought possible.
I found myself drawn deeper and deeper into his obsession, losing myself dreaming of the moment when he watched me with a hungry desire. When my pleasure was all over, he loved the idea of reclaiming me, an intoxicating pleasure that set my soul ablaze.
I was initially taken aback, but also found myself intrigued by this possibility. We talked about it for hours as I examined all the potential repercussions of a three-way rendezvous. All the while, I couldn’t help but think about how sexy it would be to pleasure two partners at once and enjoy a joy that neither might give alone.
My partner and I started talking more about the idea of cuckolding. He asked if I would actually do it if we had a safe and controlled environment. We discussed all the parameters and how they could work, from setting boundaries around protection to ensuring that all of us felt respected and safe.
Eventually, I admitted that if I could have two of him for one night, I would absolutely jump at the chance. We both knew this special something we should take our time developing. After all, it began as a fantasy, but slowly morphed into something more real as we explored what it might be in practice.