My CuckQuean Diary

So where to begin, well perhaps I should tell you a little about myself and what these diary entries are going to include so you know whether or not you want to read on. Whether you believe these accounts of the last 3 years of my life are real? Is entirely up to you.

So who am I? Well I'm Mia and I'm 26 years old as of writing this but my journey begins about 3 years ago when I first admitted to my Husband Jack, then fiance that I wanted to watch him with other women... Now why would I want that you ask? Well ughhh because I'm an amazing wife of course...

But no in all seriousness I'm bi and whilst at the time I was content to live my life not exploring that side of my sexuality as I was happy with Jack. This all changed during a beach holiday (Vacation for you Americans...) with Jack and a large group of my friends.

The holiday had been going fine and had been honestly rather uneventful when it was suggested that we check out the local nude beach. I was a little hesitant to go, I really didn't like the idea of having the eyes of Jack's friends roam my naked body.

Now what do I look like you ask? Well I’m petite 5’2” and "a little bit" (that fraction matters to me). I’ve got dark brunette hair that trails down to the small of my back, and a figure Jack says was "built for fucking". I'm busty for my size, a slim waist, and hips that he uses to anchor me in doggy. Just thinking about his grip on my waist, the way he uses my body to get deeper... well I'm starting to feel my panties get a little wet and typing each word is getting harder.

Well I couldn't stop myself and one quick orgasm later, I'm back here to continue telling you about what happened at the beach. We made our way down to the beach and with only a couple of the more prudish members staying behind the turnout was good. Just like I had worried I did indeed get checked out by Jack's friends but there was a lot of eye candy and the guys were checking out the other girls too so I didn't feel too overwhelmed.

The thing I noticed though more than anything else and something that hadn't played on my mind beforehand was just how much my friends and all the other girls were staring at Jack and how much I liked that. I saw their eyes move down his body, over his arms and chest to his abs before spending a little too long staring at his dick, and that's fair it is a very nice dick.

Well a beach full of nude women and the guys dicks started to misbehave and I can't fault Jack he did try his best but he was getting more eyes on him than anyone else and his not so little man started to rise and when it did the attention was overwhelming. My friends and even some of his mate's girlfriends were staring at his dick. It stood 8 inches and proud and then they looked at me wondering how a little woman like myself could take all of that.

And how did I feel when I felt this attention on him? I wasn't jealous, I was proud.

When people hear Cuckquean their minds quickly go to humiliation, self-loathing or punishment but that's never been it for me even from the start. It's pride. Pride in him, how I see him light up and lose himself in the pleasure of good sex, with me or with others. Look at what I married, look at how deeply he can feel, how well he can fuck. The moans of ecstasy coming from the woman he is inside of. That deserves to be shared and I want to share that. Not because I'm worth less but because he's so much and hoarding that would feel incredibly selfish.

So when a woman arches her back, gasps and eyes roll back in her skull I take pleasure in knowing that he has ruined her for any man that comes next. And then he comes back to our bed, To me the port he always returns to for love and for sanctuary till our next adventure.