I consider myself probably the happiest and luckiest cuckold in the world. At the same time i both dislike and embrace the title. It is driven by one clear issue…a micropenis. She loves me and makes me feel adored, cherished, and respected. And s** is frequent and amazing and attentive. She commonly and randonly tells me to give her her little c*** and it can be hand oral or penetrative s**. But her need for penetration pleasure is what it is just as my sub 3 inch erect p**** is. I joyfully wear a s******* for her whenever she wants. We had a talk very early on about the realities and needs, and any woman deserves the real thing as well. Once ir twice a month, the “other man”…who we found jointly just like we did the ones before him (only one at a time ever, but sometimes they move or find a relationship)….he comes over when she has need and we are both home. I am only ever in the room the first time to make sure she feels safe and comfortable and that the rules….some mine but mostly hers and they are as much about me as her….are respected. Even then i am clothed. She and i jointly meet and talk and i guess “interview” him several times. After a new man’s first time with her i am no longer in the room. It happens very specifically…when he is to come over then she and i will begin for her arousal only. A guest bedroom in our home is used because both of us refuse to make her feel dirty by using a hotel and home is more comfortable for us both. He texts from the driveway. At that point i stop giving her oral and touch and leave her pre positiined head down on a pillow with her bottom up and available. She never wants any more face to face contact with him nor does she want him even kneelin behind her in our bed The room also has just the right chair for her to kneel on for when she wants that. So she is positioned to be taken from behind with her bottom at edge of bed. The man never speaks and neither does she. This is about giving her a real c*** for penetration only. The part most would think makes this disrespect me is that not only does she want to be ready but she also wants the man ready. No foreplay. When he enters he sees her from behind for rear entry. When he texts he is in the driveway and i leave her positioned and ready i go downstairs to meet him. He is required to strip and hand me his phone to make sure no pics or vid can be taken. He has to be ready so if he is not then i provide my hand and mouth to make sure he is. I do it for her because she does not want to be involved in any foreplay and she made a great effort to try to explain to me that that is a form of approval and consent to her and i want all her limits respected. And it is functional i have ready donned a tank and shorts even though i am aroused from having given her foreplay When he is erect and ready i send him to her. I remain downstairs and honestly enjoy how naturally vocal she is. She used to try to restrain herself but i assured her that hearing her from downstairs assures me that i know she is getting what she needs and loves even though i canmot. She is om birth control and it boosts her enjoyment to have him finish naturally and bare inside her. When he has finished he comes back downstairs and i consider it a gift and honor to clean him of her with my mouth. To taste her pleasure on him and know she got what she needs. At that point he will dress and leave unless my cleaning him restores his erection. If that happens i send him right back up to her for more. But she will be waiting in the same position for me whether once or more (in a couple of instances with the current man actually a third time and she gets louder every time). She knows if it will be him coming back or me because i knock before returning to her. If i send him back to her he simply opens and recloses the door and resumes.. The knock gives her the moment to choose the manner of us reuniting. It also gives her a moment to mentally come back to me. When i enter i always find her still positioned or slowly gently moving to lay on her back open her legs and smile up at me so beautifully exhausted and a look of sheer love. Fucked up as it may sound she is so beautiful in her post s** bliss and opening to me seeing his s**** inside her. Most of the time she wants me to bury my face in her and devour her to clean her which gives her powerful shaking climaxes. Then she will reach for me and pull me to her to lay atop and enter her to the degree i can and we hold tightly and sob into each other’s ears our love for each other. When i consider how so many cuckolds have to deal with the humilation i count myself the luckiest man alive. We will bask bare and sensually for hours after with more of our own l********* in our ways at our pace now that her natural needs are fulfilled.

My ex wife , as we are ongoing FWBs without relationship, is aware that i am the secret oral rellief for a select group of older married men in my neighborhood. She knows i dont take risks orput her at risk. She teases me about it and it is fine. While one of the many issues that lead to our divorce included the difference in our s***** comapibility, we have been making the s** work at a surprising frequency if usually still pretty vanilla. But things took a turn overmight. She came by unannounced, which is rare. She has a key and is allowed to drop by whem she wishes but rarely does because she has very mixed feelings about the risk of dropping by when i am on my knees for a man from the neighborhood. I realized she was inside the house waiting for me only after i came back from the backyard shed where i give the men what they need. I waa surprised and embarassed and she was giggling at my reaction. But i watched as she dropped her sundress…she was bare beneath it as she usually is….walked up to me and pulled me in for a kiss. I hesitated knowing full well she would taste what i had just done but she insisted, telling me she knew, and hit me with a deep open mou t mouthed kiss, exploring the residual taste in my mouth. I wa shocked but let her do as she wished. She broke and csught her breath then pushed me back to the sofa aggressively and pulled off my tank and shorts. I was barely seated when she straddled me and sat on my erection. I was looking up into her face but she did not want to look me in the eye. She leaned into me and her face was in my neck and she told me to not speak. Both our climaxes were quick and intense. She caught her breath then rose ans took my hand to the bedroom and we were deep in it again, longer but still intense. After she turned her back to me to spoon and took my hand to her breast and asked me to just listen. I learned that she had gotten there a while ago seen the shed door open to the beautiful day and snuck close and managed to watch without me and the man realizing we were being watched and she stayed there until he had finished and she had gone quietly into the house to wait for me. She told me she didnt even know if she was going to mention it kr keep it her little secret but when she tasted him in my mouth her reservations vanished. Without me saying a word she described her reaction to what she saw and as she did she began to move my hand in hers over her body,ultimately shoving my hand between her thighs to m********* her as she kept talking about what she saw. She rolled onto her back and pushed my head down to her and i ate her ravenously as she moaned about wanting to watch again, up close, wanting to join me on her knees in the shed, wanting to swap the man’s c** after, how dirty it was that i was eating her out with another man’s c** still in my mouth, and came hard when she drscribed wanting him to f*** her and have me clean her after. She even shocked me with another deep open mouthed kiss tasting herself and swearing she still tasted him in my mouth. She worked us back into a spoon and was silent for some time. Eventually she was fidgety and i realized she was in tears. She resisted but i turned her toward me and held her as she cried. Eventually she spoke again telling me she didnt know how to process how it felt to be that turned on by what she thought would disgust her and that she felt she was getting addicted to the s**, and ashamed to tell me that she wanted to be in the shed with me and a man and even f*** him and she started crying again while fighting to say she even wanted to help a man f*** me so she could watch and f*** me after with a man’s c** dripping out of both of us. She went silent and begged me not to talk so i just rose and took her hand and took us to the shower. That of course led to s** again but it was longer and sslower and only about us. After when i walked her to her car she said before she left that she realized her thoughts were very real and knew we would have to talk about all of it again when we were not naked in bed. She asked if she needed to not come over unannounced and i tiold her it no longer seemed necessary if she liked watching secretly. She said that she wanted to talk about all of it again not in the heat of the moment but that she needed me to help her process her feelings and tboughts because she did not trust herself to decide if any of this became reality. I am posting this as a random feeling because like her i am unsure what to think or do moving fiorward and still thinking how insane and toxic it is even for us to be having ongoing s** even without anything else changing or being explored.