I decided to use this blog for writing down occassional memories from my former cuckolding days. I'll relay the details as I remember them, although how long ago, I can be sure with some of the stories. I've been cheated on more times by 6 women than I even think possible, but I know some of what has happened over the years. I was a forced cuckold, and to have my partner cheat on me by choice was not even a simple thought in my head when I was younger! Back then cheating was cheating, not even a fetish or lifestyle like it is nowadays!

Anyway, I'll relate one of my experiences that happened without writing a book about it!

Back when I was 21 I was dating a girl who was 1 year younger than me, this is now over 25 years ago. We moved in together after 2 years of dating to be with each other properly and start a life together. I never knew she was cheating on me the whole time until 2 months after we moved in together. While I still didn't know about her cheating on me, there was one time she was going to go out and she got ready early that evening to be with her friends. We lived in a semi-detached house and our neighbour was a married man in his mid-thirties. Nice couple but kept themselves to themselves. Anyway, as she got ready to go out I noticed the neighbour's wife all glammed up and going out as well without her husband, but I never thought anything of it. This was typical back in the day girls had their Friday nights out. 

By 8pm, my girlfriend had gone and I had the house to myself and only TV to watch.  Back before mobiles, internet, social media, we had what was called a phone, and she called me about midnight to check on me and to let me know the girls were partying hard and that she wanted to stay out longer. I was easy going and told her to take her time, enjoy herself and I'll be asleep when she gets in. My girl never drank much, wasn't a fond lover of alcohol, but love to go out and dance, usually home by 4am.

I woke up to use the bathroom about 2 or 3am and heard noises from the neighbour's house inside. It sounded like someone was running upstairs, laughing and giggling, and I thought to myself 'Great his wife is back and now the fun begins..' 

I lay back in the bed and switched off the light. sometimes i could heard noises, and other times absolutely nothing. It was heard to imagine what was going on, but I was aroused thinking about them. I didn't even spare a thought for my girl being out!

But then I heard that omnious creak. You know the one, the creak of the bed as someone pushes down on it, but it's not the same noise as if someone was getting into bed. It's that long, low creak as a man is sliding between a woman's legs up to his balls and pushing into her. Then silence. A sigh, Another creak, slowly moving as they copulate gently as if they don't want to wake the neighbours. But after a few moments that thought and that sound is gone and replaced by the rythymic sound of creaking, sighing, groaning and fucking as they give in to their desire and screw like there is no one around. 

At 3am, there is no one around, only me. Only me, lying awake and listening, because I can't help but listen. Occassionally they stop and giggle, then it begins again, the creaking, evermore loudly and harder. I can hear the headboard tap against the wall and then someone trying to stop it, all the while husband and wife are screwing lovingly as a married couple should. By 4am, I am now wondering where my girl is, but I'm wanking in rythym to the couple next door and hoping she wont come back yet. Then all hell breaks loose and he's bucking into her like there is no fucking tomorrow, because for them right now, there is no tomorrow, just the here and now. The bed jerks and their sighs & groans mount until the bed suddenly stops with a loud squeal just audible over hers as he unloads inside her, that moment seems to last forever until the bed rocks again and they giggle once more. He has done his husbandly duties and she is satisfied. I wank off and go to sleep.

When I wake up my girl is right beside me, and I ask her if she had a good night. Her reply was always 'Friday is a fantastic night for me, better than all the rest!'

It was 6 months later that I found out my neighbour was not banging his wife, he was banging my girl and loving every monute of it. He used to let his wife stay over with her sister after drinks on Friday, and my girl would not go into town at all, she would go to a friend who covered for her if I checked, then into town for dancing, finally going to my neighbour, sober and willing to fuck him. He was one of her secret lovers even after I discovered her cheating with other guys.