Imagine that you’re struggling with a Rubik’s Cube but you’re failing miserably. You want nothing more than to solve that damn thing but you’ve never been able to and it irks you. You’ve handled all kinds of things in life, and you should be able to do this, too….right? But just then, some hotshot walks up to you and takes the blasted thing out of your hands. Despite the mess you’ve made of that handheld puzzle, this guy’s cool. His fingers move like lightning, twisting that puzzle toy as he begins lining up colors. No stress at all, like he isn’t even thinking, just effortlessly making you look like a dumbass. You may not think this analogy has anything to do with the cuckold life, but it does. It so totally does.
Cuckold Real Talk
Some of you are short on dick but rockstars when it comes to making money. Provide a good life and pay the bills? No problem there, and you’re even decent looking enough to score a pretty wife. But if you earn money easily but can’t make your wife cum, you’re still failing.
You’re used to a life where you can pay for things to happen the way you want them. Oh, poor thing. You can buy everything but a new cock! Eventually, your hotwife will get tired of living without. Your cuckold future is inevitable, so why now just swallow your pride and hand that impossible task to another man? And then no more feeling like a loser. The unending performance anxiety will be gone and the woman you loved will finally get what she needs because you’re no longer wasting her time…. and yours.
If she hasn’t cut you off completely yet, how much longer are you going to try to fuck your wife and fail every time? Isn’t it time you stopped listening to her fake her orgasms and finally release her to a real man that can give her real ones? Women need the correct combination of confidence and cock to unlock their most sacred place….and you don’t have it!
It’s time to admit you’re a loser pindick and step aside! Your replacement might be a hotshot Bull, but he can solve the pussy puzzle that has stumped you all these years!
Though I’m not married-I’ve been put in friend zone by girls I know and this means I’m not boyfriend material anymore which is fine with me as they are 25 years younger then me. I can focus on dressing up as a girl and continue the feminization circuit training program throughout 2019. Theres to much drama and emotion of being in relationship with women. With blouses my masseuse had me order which hopefully will be in this weekend and myself going for waxing this Monday I’ll wear my makeup/lipstick/wig/bra to see how I look as a girl and tell her I want to get in touch with my feminine side. It’s to difficult to resist/fight and say no to. I really want to see how I look as a girl as I have all the clothes/lingerie/wigs/makeup/lipstick/breast forms /perfume/lotions/heels and boots in place to make this happen.
I hope 2019 is an amazing year for your feminization journey!
Ms. Amber this is a great blog and timed perfectly for the holidays. Cuck husbands should give the gift of a bull for Christmas. I know some husbands may find it hard to admit that they are not succeeding in the bedroom but let’s face it, if you don’t have the right tools give up already!
Right?! That’s like the definition of insanity, and we all know what that is!
Great analogy with the Rubik’s cube – for any cock of 8+ inches, the pussy is not a puzzle at all! Now if only those “alpha at work” little dicks would just give up this idea that they should be alpha all the time when it’s clear that they need to outsource sex to achieve “happy wife, happy life”. Duh!
Exactly, Miss Claire!
We are in for a few rude awakenings as we slowly but surely accept the position of cuckold sissy maids. But we were expecting to be put in our proper place eventually once we met the Right Woman who saw the truth. We all need to serve as fluffers and cun eaters in heels and nylons and lipstick. Yes Ma’am.
I couldn’t agree more, Nancy. You would make a terrific sissy maid, IMO!
Miss Amber,
You are so right! For a long time, I thought I was in a marriage where I was SURE my wife was satisfied. I knew I was pleasing her. But, then the seed of doubt crept in. Our frequency dropped. My curiosities went elsewhere and, as I found out later, so did hers. Apparently my sub 6 inch fire hose wasn’t putting her fires out. So, she found herself a local cop to serve and protect her. A cop with an 11 inch gun (I saw the pics!!). That explained why she was so happy and energetic all the time. Especially when I was leaving for work. Then one day I found the evidence. I came home from work and she was doing laundry (She never did laundry). She “forgot” one piece of critical evidence. Her cum soaked panties. I think she did it on purpose. When I picked them up, they were still warm. He had just left. I was conflicted. On the one hand, I was deeply hurt. My wife was fucking around! On the other, it was a major turn on! And her panties. They smelled heavenly! I wanted to taste them…So I did…And…to my surprise…DELICIOUS!. That new taste was AMAZING!. Nothing was ever said. But, I washed her panties and put them neatly folded on top of her dresser. It was my way of telling her that I knew and that I approved (Not that she needed my approval). For the next several months, I found more proof of her escapes with Officer Big Dick. Two wine glasses. Stained sheets. More cum soaked panties (Which I loved sucking on. I couldn’t get enough of that taste. After a while, my interest in her all but faded. I was curious about that cock. After much therapy, and looking in the mirror, I realized that I was gay. Our marriage soon ended. She was not surprised in the least when I came out to her. Anyway, we are friends now. And it turns out we have similar interests. We are both size queens. I am happy with my life now. And, while I’m not into women, it still turns me on to picture my wife (at the time) getting fucked by a superior man. And I owe it all to being cuckolded.
GBFF
It’s so good that you were able to come to the realization and end the marriage while still remaining friends and not wasting precious years wishing you would have done something different. There are married folks who are completely miserable and they figure a breakup would be too public and/or starting over too difficult, so they don’t do anything. They waste their lives and each others time when both of then would have been happier had they just torn the band-aid off.
Glad you’re both happy now! Thanks for reading!