Me again. I decided to write this story to “close off” the series - not that anyone has been waiting with baited breath. We’ve just got back from a bank holiday weekend in Devon, just around the coast from where we went in January. Unlike in January, the sun didn’t stop shining and it was beautiful. Sitting in our tent with a beer in my hand made me realise how far we’ve come in the last 6 months and I found myself scroll...

I’m not sure how this will be taken on a website about swinging, but I find the whole thing a bit seedy, jumping in and out of bed with random people. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a prude, but I like to think I have quite a bit of self respect and there’s something about letting strangers have their way with you that causes an out of body experience and to judge yourself. After the first time I did it (with a guy before Ed...

Edward isn’t really my type. The first time I scrolled through his pictures, I saw a moody looking guy dressed solely in black with a big gold chain. I described him as a “chavvy funeral director” and went back to watching the world cup. A few days later, I had a random message from a number I didn’t recognise and it turned out to be him. I immediately rang Toby, my boyfriend, and shouted at him for giving my number out b...

Last weekend I helped Grace buy a car from my brother’s garage; just a Focus, nothing amazing. I twisted his arm into offering her a good deal and service & MOT. I said she was a colleague but I think he’s worked out I’m fucking her and he’s probably realised it’s reasonably serious for me to be calling in favours like that. He also knows her full name and address so if he did any deeper searching he’d work out something...

I will admit I was starting to lose control of things a little. It began as a very simple transactional cuck/cukoldress/bull relationship that started and ended in the bedroom but had very quickly transformed into whatever this was. The one rule in cuckolding - well, swinging in general - is not to catch feelings. I knew this. You know this. Grace knew this. But here we were. I wrote my last story partly while lying in th...

December I didn’t see Grace or the cuck from our weekend in London until after Christmas, which was good - it let things cool off. We’d spent three weekends in a row together and talked every day, so it had felt intense. The old me analysed our weekend away in London as not particularly successful - £400-odd spent for a single fuck (pleasant though it was) wouldn’t have represented good value in the old days. But, it had...

A few updates: I booked a couple of things on Thursday. First was Winter Wonderland (£7.50 each for Grace and I) on Saturday afternoon in London, and the ice rink and a couple of rides. Turned out we’d both been before, but we wanted to go again. I also booked a room at the Amano in Covent Garden and a return train (praying to God they were running, which they were). I’d thought about just going for a drink but I also wan...

Wednesday 7 December Hey bull Need your cock Pick me up from the office tonight? I’ll cook? Xx Grace’s message. Fuck yes. I’d written the last story on Sunday afternoon/evening with a quick interruption to watch England beat Senegal, then made some changes on Monday morning when I should have been working, and submitted it at lunchtime. Monday evening I’d been round to my mum’s with my brother and sisters to decorate the...

This is follows on from my last story Hard Limit. We met, had a meal and, bound, he watched us fuck all night. In the morning, I sent him to get us breakfast but we carried on without him while he was gone, which turned out to be a hard limit. He reacted like a twat and left with her, pretty upset, leaving me in the hotel room. Grace is her name (I wasn’t sure about naming her in the previous story but I think it’s fine)....

I'm a 26 year old bi guy. I've been bull for a few couples about my age in the past but Covid stalled that until recently. I met a bi guy on another site (24) who said he wanted to cuck for his girlfriend (23, blonde, B cup, tennis player). He said he wanted to be humiliated, and when we talked turned out also was into findom (but specifically that he liked to be financially humiliated by being treated as if he were poor)...