The Cucking

This is a story I’ve wanted to write for a while but was unsure on how to approach it, so please feel free to give me advice and or add chapters to the story that would interest you or possibly others.

I was living quite a vanilla life, married, no kids yet but having a stable income, friends that I could regularly meet with and a wife who was always there for me in the best and worst times.

At the time I was working in the U.K and that was also where I had met my wife, both of us were born into a Christian household that was slightly conservative. We had met at a uni party where both of us had mutual friends. Amy, my wife was quite shy and had never wanted to open herself up to lots of people, but on that one night she decided to let free and meet new people and that was how I had met her and gotten to know her. It wasn’t for another 6 months or so until we had gotten together into a relationship yet we had regularly met up in that time either alone or together with friends that we shared.

We decided to give the relationship thing a go after one of our friends asked us if we were finally together, her name was Isabella. She and Amy had been friends for years. They were very close with each other and would nearly share everything.

Years later Amy and I got married and had all of our friends and family there, Amy had looked stunning in her dress and all I wanted to do was rip it off her, but that didn’t happen that evening . We had intercourse in various positions yet I didn’t feel completely fulfilled that evening, something was missing, Amy was exhausted from the sex but I was kept awake by the thoughts of something that I felt that evening.