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A self-confessed sex addict, Catherine started Whoreuro magazine to connect with like-minded people, share her sexual journeys, and provide an insight into the sleazy side of Europe and beyond. Originally from Northern Ireland, she adores writing, travelling, great food, and sexual exploration.
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With the lockdown situation beginning to ease off, I’ve fired up my hookup profiles on sites like AdultFriendFinder. Where one day, I got a message from a married man in Belfast whose wife was a keen Cuckquean.
As many of you know, I’ve been in a Cuckquean relationship before and adored the humiliation of it. But now, I was being propositioned to be a Cuckcake for this man and his wife.
“Removing my damp stockings and his wife’s knickers. I took a second to admire them. They were damp with my squirt and glistening with a forbidden cocktail of pussy grool, lube, and her man’s spunk.”
They were an older swinging couple. He was well built with good looks and stylish, he also sent photos of his enormous cock which made my mouth water. After a few messages back and forth, he made an indecent proposal I simply couldn’t resist.
His front door would be left open and I would quietly enter whilst his wife was ‘sleeping’ upstairs. Meanwhile, I and her husband would fuck each other’s brains out in the kitchen downstairs. Little did I know, that was far from all that would happen.
Always one for trying new experiences, I was more than keen. We arranged to meet around 7 am on a midweek morning. The meet would have to be quick, as I was to be at work at 9. A few days later, I was en route to a house on the outskirts of Belfast.
Dressed in heels and stockings, I was nude from the neck down but covered it up with my favourite black wool coat. I was dressed for easy access to my pussy to make the meet more efficient and planned to slip into my work suit in the house afterwards.
The house was in a leafy and wealthy suburb of the city. As I approached the front door in the darkness of the morning, my heart was pounding. I quietly closed it behind me and discreetly navigated a house I’d never been in before. Finally, I found the kitchen.
In the dawn light, her husband was leaning back on the kitchen worktop masturbating a long, thick and shaved cock whilst spitting on it for lube. His eyes were on fire with lust. No words were spoken, only a like-minded nod. His cuckquean wife was nowhere to be seen.
I wasn’t here for conversation. I slowly slipped off my coat without breaking eye contact. I watched his eyes slowly move towards my freshly shaved and dripping twat. But his vision was abruptly cut off as I dropped down on all fours and crawled towards him.
Rudely removing his hand from his spit-covered cock, I looked up and whispered ”thank you” before licking his shaft from base to tip and engulfing it with my warm, wet mouth. As I gagged and bobbed on his member, I regularly looked up to the ceiling and thought of his wife in bed.
“You’re such a slut. Your mouth feels way better than my wife. I should have married you instead”, he said as I ruined my makeup on his girthy length. The idea of his wife being humiliated by a harlot in her kitchen sent lightning bolts to my slit.
I wanted to be fucked in this forbidden environment so bad. I hoped his sexually frustrated wife was upstairs rubbing her clit to the sound of a whore caressing her man’s cock. As I bent over the island in the middle of the kitchen, I spotted the fresh laundry basket in the corner.
“Are there any of your wife’s panties in there?” I whispered with a filthy look on my cuckcake face.
This taboo husband didn’t need me to elaborate. He left his erect cock hanging and tiptoed over to the basket to grab a few pairs of his wife’s panties and dumped them on the worktop. I slipped into a lovely pink pair and stuffed an elegant black pair in my mouth.
This was fucking sordid, I thought. The pink panties were roughly pulled aside and his throbbing dick slide past my cuckcake pussy lips and plunged into me. I moaned into his wife’s knickers and dribbled all over them as he fucked me like he was a man possessed.
I could feel my slit getting gaped as this fat cock slammed into me. Splashes of pussy grool were peppering his wife’s underwear. All the while he was muttering degrading comments about his other half and how superior my twat was. I was in heaven.
Switching positions, he lifted me by my waist and planted me on the island in the middle of the kitchen. Pulling my legs back, I gave him deep access to my pussy and tongued the panties gagging me.
Before fucking me, he got down low and buried his face in my cuckcake slit. Tonguing the grool that had built up during Doggystyle, he was lapping at his wife’s panties at the same time and taking in the taste of two pussies at once.
When he finally thrust into me, this position took my breath away. He roughly pushed me back and sucked on my erect nipples. I could feel it building inside me and without warning, I pushed him back with my petite hands and gushed.
“It’s hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That’s part of the joy of being a submissive.”
Rubbing his glistening cock, he stared down as a pool of my juices erupted over his expensive kitchen worktop before slipping his dick back into my pussy causing sloppy fucking sounds to echo around the kitchen.
“We cook and eat here, and I’m not cleaning that up. I can’t wait to see my wife having dinner around your sticky mess,” he grunted into my ear.
His wife’s pink panties were also drenched too. By now, my pussy was a dripping wet mess. Rubbing my clit through another woman’s panties as she slept upstairs just sent me wild. I lost track of the amount of orgasm’s I had in the end.
We’d been using condoms up until this point as I hadn’t been taking the pill to schedule. When her husband expressed his desire to breed a cuckcake whore with his wife in the house, I had another idea.
“Does your frigid wife ever let you do anal?” I whispered. When he said that she wasn’t into it, I fumbled around in my handbag for the lube and slathered it on my waiting hole.
The condom was torn off and discarded. I felt the divine feeling of a raw cock pushing its head rudely against my sphincter before sliding inside me. It was a good thing his wife’s knickers were back in my mouth, as his girth was enough to make me scream.
My tight ass was teasing his ballsack and he started with slow strokes so as not to blow his load too soon. But before long, he was back in action and fucking me like the whore I am.
I grew bored of my surroundings in the kitchen and wanted to mark my territory all over the house. From the living room to the downstairs toilet, he fucked me in the ass all over the bottom floor of the house.
With my face buried between the cushions of the couch where he and his wife watch TV most nights, I heard his moans grow more rapid. Then, the unmistakable feeling of a creampie filled my cuckcake ass.
I moaned in sync with every rope of spunk that splattered the inner walls of my ass. I tensed my sphincter to drain every last drop of that precious nectar from his balls before he pulled out of me with a satisfying ‘pop’ sound.
To keep the cum in my ass, I used the panties I was wearing as a taboo breakwater. We shared a deep kiss on the couch for a few minutes before I was offered a coffee before I left.
Back in the kitchen, I stepped off the used condom on the ground and saw my pool of squirt was now turning into a sticky mess on the kitchen counter. We made hushed small talk about swinging and our experiences on the hookup sites we use.
As he made coffee, I asked which coffee cup his wife uses. Again, this guy was very much on the ball and knew exactly what I was getting at. He fumbled around in the cupboard and found it.
Drinking from his wife’s cup and rimming the edge of it with my cuckcake tongue was the cherry on the cake of this sordid escapade. As I got ready to leave, I got myself presentable and dressed into my work suit.
Removing my damp stockings and his wife’s knickers. I took a second to admire them. They were damp with my squirt and glistening with a forbidden cocktail of pussy grool, lube, and her man’s spunk.
As a final crescendo, I handed him back the panties and told him to make sure she wears them when they dry out a bit. The thought of her wearing this taboo relic of her husband’s infidelity was enough to make me want to repeat the entire session.
In the hallway, I couldn’t resist looking upstairs. There, next to the bannister, I could see his wife. She was standing silently in her nightgown with her back to us. I hoped she had been standing there the entire time and heard everything.
A few days later, he told me she had worn said pink panties to work. Over dinner that night, she confessed to him that she had pulled off into a quiet country lane on her lunch and masturbated with her face buried in those sordid knickers.
Funnily enough, I would later bump into the pair of them together at a swingers club in the UK where we shared our experience and talked a lot. We still keep in touch to this day.
I truly hope you enjoyed the highlight of my Cuckquean stories. But the true sex stories I list on my site are arguably on the tamer end of the scale. The most hardcore escapades from my journey into becoming a harlot are contained in my book.
From creampie gangbangs in Europe and gangbangs with truckers on a car ferry to wandering the dark corridors of Germany’s sex cinemas, this book details my sordid escapades and my journey from a shy, repressed Catholic girl in Northern Ireland to a bona fide whore.
To check out the book and find out more about buying it, you can do so here. Until next time, my beloved readers!
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If you have never heard of a term cuckquean don’t worry, neither had I before I did some research. As it turns out, I’ve always been a cuckquean of some sort, but I didn’t know the term. I’ve always thought that real relationships should be monogamous and I always chased away the thoughts of my boyfriend being with another woman.
This, for some, strange fetish has aspects of voyeurism and S&M and has roots deep in human history; however, someone might dispute this. If the thought of your boyfriend being with someone else frightens or disgusts you, maybe this sort of thing is not for you. If, on the other hand, it excites you in a way, then you should speak to your partner about it and be open-hearted about what turns you on and why you want to try this fetish.
Keep in mind that this kind of action, when it comes to couples who venture in it is purely physical and has nothing to do with emotions. It is all about the sexual arousal the women feel when their boyfriend has sexual intercourse with another woman. Probably someone they both already now.
The definition of a cuckquean is a wife who is compliant in the fetish for her husband’s adultery or unfaithfulness. It is the female equivalent of cuckold in the men’s department. A true cuckquean will be a completely willing participant in the sex act between her husband and the third party involved and maybe put to humiliation and degrading sexual acts by both of them. On the other hand, the husband and the lover can be kind and sweet to the wife and offer her to join them. The possibilities depend on the three of you.
Now, we all know that the real world doesn’t always work in the borders of definitions and that is why it is so much fun. The rules and restrictions depend on you and your partners, as only you two now the strength of your love and the lines that should not be crossed. Some women like to watch her husband in one on one sex acts, while others want to see him fuck several women. 
The usual scenario is that the husband is dominant and the wife submissive and she has to obey his every command. If he wants her to join in she has to, if however, he wants her to be quiet and just watch she must do so without question. It is all about power-play and control with this fetish and it is very kinky.
Cuckcake, simply put, is a female version of a “bull” in cuckolding. 
The Cuckcake is the woman you want to share your man with.
Some women want a dominant cuckcake, others like a submissive cuckcake their husband can take full control of.
It all started with a dream. One night I had wet dreams and in one of the dreams, I saw my husband fucking several women in front of me. I was shocked. As it normally happens in a dream, I couldn’t do anything but watch and try to scream, but nothing was coming out of my mouth.
My husband was fucking one girl after another and they were ecstatic and couldn’t wait for their turn. It was mind-boggling and I thought it was the scariest thing I ever witnessed. He was cumming all over them while looking at me with this cheeky grin I will never forget.
When they were done, he came to me and asked: “Was I good?”. At that moment I woke up. Instead of feeling awful and betrayed, I was pretty horny. My pussy was wet from excitement and I looked at my husband sleeping beside me and all was well. 
I started reading and doing research until I saw that many women have this fetish called cuckquean and I realized that I wasn’t alone. I decided to talk my husband into it no matter what it took. Surprisingly when I mention it he didn’t even flinch and said that he already wanted to ask me that but wasn’t sure how to do it. He told me that he was dying to try a threesome with another girl and me. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be with that man.
We set our rules and decided to try some of the ads on Reddit to find an appropriate lover for him. It didn’t take us long to find a beautiful young cuckcake that was ready to answer our call for this sexual fantasy. Next thing I know, the doorbell rang. We got into the role we agreed on and my husband told me to sit quietly in the chair while he accommodates our guest.
What happened next was one of the best nights I’ve had in my life. The girl knew in advance what was about to happen and she started kissing and undressing my husband as soon as she stepped into the house. I was thrilled. Soon after they were both naked and he started fucking her. I wanted to touch my pussy, but he wouldn’t allow it and told me to just sit tight and watch.
The things that she did with him that night were some of the nastiest I ever saw and certainly some that I would never do and I’m glad my husband experienced them with her. Amanda and my husband got so well that night that we decided to make it a regular thing. From then on, we had many wonderful nights. 
The rules that me and my husband set changed from time to time and sometimes he would let me join in on the action, sometimes he wouldn’t. Sometimes we would agree on something and then he would change his mind in the middle of the sex act and it turned me on even more. The most important thing is that we both have complete trust in each other.
I went ahead and started getting into this fetish head over heals and soon, I found myself reading through everything I could get my hands on in order to find better and more sexual scenarios for me and my husband to try out.
Soon after reading, I started exploring cuckquean porn on all xxx sites I knew and it just got me more and more addicted to being a cuck and wanting my husband to fuck every girl we could get our hands-on.
This is when things got really tense. My husband and I would browse through ads and dating sites for hours and hours trying to find the perfect third part for us. Not everyone we wanted was willing to join, and not everyone who wanted to join we wanted… All in all, it can be pretty tedious finding a girl that suits us.
Update: We started using Fetlife and Adult Friend Finder and have had some pretty good luck.
With this step, I had some trouble adjusting
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