You were the one.

Finally, after years of longing, after countless amounts of unsuccesful dates, unfun evenings and loads of tears and heartbreak, I had found her. You were perfect.

We met in a way that used to be so out of the norm but became so standard. Tinder. One right swipe, a match, the short burst of euphoria. Did you find me attractive, really? A few quick messages turned into longer replies. The shallow questions of where you went to college turned into deep-talks about the meaning of life and your goals. And soon, the pure online relation turned into real-life dates.

Everything clicked at the first sight. You were funny, caring, loving. You liked the same movies I did, you listenend to the same music. We had so much to share with each other, our first times seeing each other were filled with unending conversations, unstoppable laughter and more and more personal contact.

At the same time, you were so different. Confident, secure, ambitious. You knew what you wanted and how to get it. Compared to you, I was inexperienced, insecure and most of all, overwhelmed by the possibility. When at first I was riding a high, I quickly noticed that I needed to give it my all to keep up. To impress you.

And that turned sour quickly. The first weeks were not only filled with the romantic getting to know each others, but also with countless evenings of sex. And not only nights. You wanted me. Often. Mornings, after work, during parties, at night. Whenever, whereever. I was a wallflower before you and you made me realize how much there was to learn.

And while that all made me head over heels into you, it bored you. I couldn't keep up. Neither with your standards, nor with my performance. I did not satisfy you. And combine that with the fact that my initial amazement quickly turned into desperate clinging, quickly turned into hardcore trying to impress you, I went from the nice, lovable guy into just another boring, always available conquest of yours.

So your hunger for new experiences, new men, new sex grew once more. But I was so nice. So lovable. So much golden-retriever energy. So you figured. Why not both? Why not keep me around, if I was so desperate to be around anyway?

Hello there! This is another angle to the, almost classic at this point, countless amounts of cuckolding prompts you see on here, for which I am also responsible. Cuckolding has become one of my main kinks of all time, being into for almost a decade at this point.

What I look for in this play is someone that is into the idea of two people that do not even have a relationship turning to this kink. You, living out your sexuality to the fullest, while keeping me, the desperately in love golden-retriever boy around. Slowly pushing me into more and more submission. While at first you hide your endeavours, you quickly go into a more teasing route. Telling me about the others. Why not, after all. We were not a couple. We were just very good friends, that happened to sometimes sleep with each other.

I look for someone that would enjoy a multitude of angles for this. Long-term play and character development is a total must for this, obviously. Ideally, I think of us playing out the before and after of your dates, the regular lifes we life and how we incorporate your promiscuity into our relationship.

How we exactly do that is up to our interpretation. I'm a big fan of workshopping out plays before. Let's gather ideas and see how our kinks align and how we can bring this into a great play.

I am open for both Male aswell as Female playing partners, but also everything and everyone in between. Hit me up if you like the idea and we can play just fine.

I look to play the talks, the sharing of fantasies, the opening up. The exciting feeling of exposing yourself to your partner. I look to play out the nights that are so fuelled with lust from sharing something so intimate and private.

I look to play out the hard feelings. The insecurities, anxieties, jealousy. The nights that I am alone at home, wondering if it is right. The nerve-wrecking feeling of inviting a new man home. The elating feeling of giving into your desires.

And of course I do look to play out the cuckold scenes in the end. I do look to play out a more and more increasing dynamic of domination and submission. One where the bull can do what you want him to do and I can indulge in my fetishes.

One that is not afraid of creating characters, a world around them and a motivation to have these kinks. One that loves details, rich dialogues and is not afraid to mix in a lot of non-explicit non-smut scenes.

I look for someone that is here to create literotica, a story and more than just a jerk-off fantasy. I look for partners that will start off their journey with a message that consists of more than "Hey, I do like your idea."

I am a writer with extensive experience in creating written Erotica. I have more than 10 years of experience in writing Erotica and look to share my passion with someone else. I love detail, brainstorming with like-minded and do not shy away from juts having a casual chat in the breaks of writing, where we would rather have something quick than something intense.

I also do have a long and rich history with real-life cuckolding, so if you want to chat about that, I am open for it aswell.

I AM NOT INTERESTED IN PEOPLE THAT INTRODUCE THEMSELVES WITH A ONE-LINER OR A SUPER SHORT DESCRIPTION OF THEMSELVES AND FOLLOWING WITH A KINKLIST.

I put very much effort in this post and I'd appreciate if your reply contained at leas t a comparable amount, so I know if we vibe.

I very much look forward to you texting me and am more than excited to get to know you.