Modern Love
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/Slut: Part One

A slut in a relationship


I asked men who self-identify as cuckold fetishists for their thoughts from the male perspective, and in particular, what it is about seeing their wife or lover with another man that turns them on.

"I like listening to the tales of her adventures," said one, I'll call John.  "It's terrifying and exciting all at the same time."

And the fear seems to be primal, a fear of losing someone they love, a fear of powerlessness, a fear of inadequacy - fears that are common to humanity as a whole - but this fear is transformed into a kind of sexual excitement. They take ownership of that fear as it propels their libido.

Another man, Michael, made the important point that it's a test of his own strength in a situation that most would find difficult.  He observed that it takes a certain fortitude to let his wife sleep with other men, both emotional and sexual, in that he's being denied sexual gratification while she's out enjoying others.  But his strength and endurance is ultimately gratifying, because his wife's satisfaction excites him.  To my mind, it's comparable to men who enjoy seeing the women in their lives receive pleasure - they get pleasure from their partner's pleasure. The only difference here is that the pleasure is coming from someone else.

There's also a more deferential position.  John told me that seeing his wife with someone stronger, bigger, and with a larger cock than his own was a beautiful, and humbling, experience, that it elevates the sex act to see her so fulfilled, and filled, by another man. 

For others, there's electricity in competition.  One told me that the thought of his wife being fucked by someone else makes him want to perform more aggressively.  He loves knowing she's desired by other men, but he also loves to assert his sexual primacy. This was my experience with Ian, whose questions were just as competitive as they were lustful.  He wanted to fuck me harder than anyone, and he often did.

The hottest and most powerful account comes from a man who'll remain nameless, and it's worth quoting at length:

I came home one evening from night courses and found [my girlfriend] quite interested in having sex, and unusually ready, wet. Naturally my ego made that my effect on her. She was vigorous in her responses and I assumed, given our youth, nothing special from that night. But it happened again a week or so later - only this time, she was really wet; and I could smell the smell of a man's cum. My sexual excitement rose at least an order of magnitude, and I said something, don't remember what exactly, and she admitted that [a] guy left just a half hour before I got home. She had fucked him again, and again without protection, and it just drove me wild. I ate her, I kissed her everywhere I could, I fucked her good and she came really hard....
For several months after that he came over, we watched TV, listened to music, and took turns necking with her, then he would take her, or she would take him, into our bedroom, fuck him, then come out to me and I would go down on her a fuck her. Eventually we got to the point where we both undressed her during some very intense, very erotic foreplay, and then, in front of each other, took turns fucking her.

There were times, moments really when I felt a little jealous or something like that, but going down on her, and fucking her after he was finished was so intensely erotic I couldn't then and cannot imagine now anything that could top it.

Since those several months, she's been with several, but not a lot, other lovers, most of which I knew about, because afterward she gave me proof.

For years I've puzzled over this, with varying degrees of intensity. I can't figure it out, believe it happens more frequently than men will talk about for sure. But there are some who have experienced this sort of sexual desire, and satisfaction...glad to know I really am not the only one.

Robin Baker observed that sperm aren't just designed to travel to the egg but also to fight off competing sperm from other sexual partners.  Another scientist, an evolutionary psychologist, has theorized that the shape of a cock is designed to both ejaculate close to the cervix and extract pre-existing sperm. Both suggest that in evolutionary terms, women are presumed to enojy multiple partners. Which might explain why I love cock in such rich and rigid abundance.

Of course, this conflicts with contemporary views of sexual monogamy (as opposed to emotional monogamy), and it conflicts with social constraints, patrilineal issues, and most cultural norms. It conflicts with certain forms of love, the kind of love that makes you want one man and one cock alone. But it also explains, to me at least, why I love to be overwhelmed with penetration, why I never feel dissonance when I sleep with multiple men, and why I enjoy reducing some men to their sex value, being their perpetually hard cocks. It's primal.  It's hot. 

In my current relationship, Gabriel has said that he likes the idea of me enjoying cock when I need to, when I'm home all lusty and masturbatory and hot, or when I'm traveling and alone in my hotel room.  He likes the idea of me walking into a bar and grabbing a stranger for a quick lay, or calling up an old fuckbuddy for some sexual servicing.  Maybe it's the carnality of it all, the unrestrained libido, the uncomplicated appetite for nameless faceless cock. Or maybe we're just well-matched.  To me, his concerns come first, but my cunt is still a significant voice.
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