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Why am I a cuckold? ……… As a young man, I had the outward demeanor, size, and appearance of an alpha male, and I bluffed my way through life playing the part while avoiding conflicts with true alphas. I was super awkward with women, had no confidence and never made the first move, unintentionally sending the wrong message to girls that were attracted to me. Those girls would eventually tire of my seeming indifference, and end up with with a more aggressive guy. My friends and acquaintances would have been surprised to know that I was still a virgin at age 21 when I met my wife-to-be in college. Diane was experienced, and confident. She knew what she wanted, and luckily she wanted me. We fell in love, and got really serious. That following summer, we were apart for a month, while I went back to my home town. We talked on the phone every day we were apart, but two days after my return, she tearfully confessed to cheating on me with two different guys during my absence. I was angry and devastated, and broke up with her. After a couple of weeks, the blinding anger started to fade, and I could start to rationally consider how devastating it would be for this amazing woman to no longer be in my life. For the first time I was truly able to understand the difference between love and sex, and I had no doubt whatsoever who the person who loved me most in the world, was. Fortunately, I came to my senses before I was able to drive my girlfriend away, and found that my love for her was deeper than ever, and there were no longer any doubts in my mind that she was the woman I would marry, and spend the rest of my life with. A few weeks after we got together I found myself thinking about Diane with those other guys and found myself increasingly aroused by the thoughts. I started asking her occasionally for details about her trysts, but due to my initial reaction she was hesitant, and only gave me bits and pieces even though I assured her the details would be arousing to me. Then one lazy afternoon in my dorm room, she had been giving me head, then sat up and was idly stroking me. I asked her “Did you suck those other two guys that good?” ……. As I asked the question, she could feel my cock noticeably stiffen in her hand. “Wow”…she said, giving my stiffening penis a few hard strokes….. “I guess you really are turned on by thinking about me with those guys, aren’t you?” ……… I immediately ejaculated in her hand. She smiled and said…. “I guess I’ll take that as a yes”……… Looking back at that moment 38 years ago, I realize that was the point I became a cuckold. Over the next week, Diane shared the intimate details of her trysts accompanied by slow hand jobs. She quickly realized that the naughtier the details were, the more aroused I would get, and when she told me that one of the guys had given her the best fuck of her life, she knew the naughty confession would cause me to ejaculate on cue. After a month of us both openly fantasizing about her with other guys during our love-making, we were ready for the real thing. Back then, without internet, there was no information anywhere about this lifestyle, and we were unsure how to proceed. So Diane pretended to cheat on me with a guy from our group of friends. (Who I didn’t care for, but couldn’t hide my arousal when she first suggested him) He didn’t know I was aware and Diane would sneak out every couple of weeks to have sex with him and then return to me with the naughty details for our own hot times. After we were married, Diane continued to play this way with friends, co-workers and strangers, who all thought she was cheating on me. We had a very exciting sex life through the years, and I am so glad for the course of events that made me realize my role in life as a cuckold.