This happened with my ex-boyfriend, let’s call him Jake.

We had been together for a couple of years at this point and we both enjoyed a bdsm dynamic in the bedroom. We'd take turns in being the dominant or the submissive one, but as time went on I noticed my boyfriend naturally leaning more towards being a sub. Which was surprising, because you could never guess that’s the case. He was no pushover in everyday life.

One day we were watching porn and masturbating together, which was nothing unusual - it had become one of our favorite foreplay's.

This time we were watching a femdom video where the woman was giving a sensual blowjob and squeezing the guy’s balls at the same time, making him groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

After 5 minutes of mutual masturbation and looking at Jake stroking his cock, I was salivating - I wanted to taste him.

I started sucking him off while slowly massaging his asshole. Working my way up and sticking in a finger once he was ready. Jake loved a prostate massage combined with a blowjob and it was one of my favorite things to do as well. His loads were so powerful and big when I did it.

As I kept doing my thing, he suddenly stopped me and said he wanted to show me something. I was really confused, I had never experienced a man stop me in the middle of a blowjob. He jumped out of the bed and ran up to the computer and started looking for another video.

“What could it possibly be?” I wondered. I also could not see what he was searching for as his back was blocking the view.

He finally found the video, put it on full screen and got back in bed, while looking at me anxiously. “Let me know what you think,” he said.

The plot started with a boyfriend congratulating his girlfriend on her birthday, they kissed and the she started giving him a handjob.

“What’s so special about this video?” I thought to myself, and just when I had this thought the boyfriend invited another man in the room and presented him as the girlfriend’s birthday gift.

My jaw dropped, I already knew about cuckolding, but I had no idea Jake was into it. The video continued with the other guy getting his cock out, and the girlfriend making fun of her boyfriend’s size, comparing it to the well endowed bull. Shortly after she started sucking him off.

“We can turn it off if you don’t like it,” Jake uttered. I smiled at him and said: "Let’s keep watching - I’m intrigued". His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

I started asking him questions about cuckolding and if it’s something new for him. He told me he’s actually had this fantasy for years, but he never had the courage to share it with any of his girlfriends, but with me he felt like I would not judge him.

I was pleasantly surprised that he trusted me so much. I started picturing myself in this scenario, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I got. The idea of receiving pleasure from other men and Jake enjoying it gave me butterflies.

After a couple more weeks of discussion and exploring the fantasy, we decided to take the first step and download Tinder. I created a profile explaining that we are a couple looking for a special third.

It took a month of sifting through all the options but we finally found a guy who seemed like a good person and as a major bonus - already had experience in this lifestyle.

I wanted to set up a date for the three of us, but Jake insisted that I go on my own. He wanted the other guy to be someone that I find attractive purely based on my preferences without his influence.

We met up for a coffee date. I was extremely nervous, but as soon as he walked in the room and started talking my worries disappeared. He was not extraordinarily handsome, but his charm and confidence was above average to say the least. In the beginning he did not mention anything sexual, he was just focusing on creating a good vibe and making me feel at ease. After that he steered the conversation towards the obvious, but with zero awkwardness and no pressure. He basically told me that he has zero expectations and I’m in full control of the situation. I suppose it was a bit of reverse psychology, but he did seem genuine. His suave personality was turning me on.

Once the date had run its course I asked if he could give me a lift back home. My heart was racing - I was turned on and wanting to do something naughty. As I got in the car I texted Jake: “he’s going to take me home, can I give him a blowjob?”. Not even a minute later he replied: “babe, you don’t need to ask for permission, enjoy yourself ;)”. Reading that message made me even crazier.

He started driving and I placed my hand on his inner thigh, massaging it while with my pinky grazing his crotch. Almost instantly I noticed a bulge and a smirk on his face. I smirked back and unbuttoned his jeans to see what he’s working with.

I pulled it out, leaned down and started kissing the head. He took one hand off the wheel, put it on the back of my head and pushed it down, giving me a mouthful of cock. I immediately increased the tempo and started slurping on it with real vigor. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned while still trying to concentrate on the road. “Slow down, slow down,” he continued, but I kept sucking like it’s the last cock I’ll ever have.

He parked by the side of the road and kept moaning. After 5 minutes of the most sloppy blowjob I’ve ever given, he shot a load down my throat. I swallowed and sat back up into my seat. He gathered himself and started driving again.

We arrived at my apartment building and I could see in his eyes he was hoping I would invite him upstairs. I locked eyes with him, smirked and said “Next time”. After that I gave him a little wink, a kiss on the cheek and left the car.

I walked into the apartment and found my boyfriend jerking off. He was so turned from my text message that he could not help himself (I’m also pretty sure he wanted to get caught on purpose, it was one of his kinks) and I helped him finish the job.