Stacy and Eric have always had a great sex life. When Eric is not being denied in advance of a hot experience with a bull, we still have sex a couple times a day. As you can probably tell, we have always had a very honest and open relationship. We do not keep any secrets from each other and never have. Our relationship and marriage are rock solid. To wax a bit philosophical: We have always viewed our marriage as being life partners. We wrote our own vows. We view marriage as a chance to help enrich each other’s lives. We have never viewed it as a means of constraining or controlling each other in any way. Stacy has always been a veracious flirt and Eric has never felt any jealousy. It is a natural part of who she is. Eric loves who she is and wouldn’t change a damn thing. Our relationship is built on deep love, true intimacy, trust, support and (gasp) fidelity. We are always true to each other. In the context of our evolution into cuckoldry as lifestyle it is probably more important to say we are always looking for ways to help each other be true to ourselves.

To put the focus on Eric for just a moment, he is not a stereotypical “pathetic, beta, tiny-dicked” cuckold. In the business world he was a very successful, assertive leader that built a multi-billion-dollar company from the ground up. Our relationship has always been a marriage of equals. Other than some playful teasing since we have been in the lifestyle there has never been any sort of competition for dominance. Stacy was a force to be reckoned with as an attorney so both of us are very confident and self-assured.

On the sexual front we will again say our sex life has always been fantastic. Again, not the pathetic, beta, tiny-dicked cuckold Eric is extremely fit, handsome, and not under-endowed. He has a very adequate cock that is almost 7 inches long and 5 inches in circumference. As Stacy has puts it in direct terms; Eric is an excellent lover and great at everyday sex. However, as Stacy entered her 30’s her sexual needs began to change. To be blunt she started to have a steadily growing need for more. The frequency of her saying “Let’s fuck” or fixing Eric with her intense green-eyed gaze saying “I need you to fuck the shit out of me. NOW” began to increase dramatically. As it turns out Eric is a lousy fuck and a complete disaster for Stacy's “Fuck me hard” moments. He is just not physically or temperamentally capable of fulfilling those very strong needs and desires that were growing in intensity every day.

So, for about 6 months we tried everything we could think of. Role playing, big dick hard pounding porn, cock sleeves and extensions, vibrators and dildos (both strapped on Eric, and standalone) of all sized and colors. We finally landed on something that kind of worked for Stacy but was exhausting for Eric. She would lay in bed and watch big cock porn while he worked a big dildo in her hungry pussy while licking her clit. She did have the most intense orgasms she had ever had to that point, but it still didn’t feel like enough. She needed a real man behind the cock and all the other interactions that came along with a good hard fuck. And it was truly exhausting for Eric. One night in the middle of one of these sessions, we took a break. As we laid back in bed drinking cocktails and sharing a cigarette, we were watching the porn. It was a really good one and the woman on screen was getting truly pounded deep and hard doggy by a hot guy with a thick 9-inch cock. The petite blond woman (who looked a lot like Stacy) had the type of orgasm that really can’t be faked. She went from a low growl to intense deep moans. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably and she let out this prolonged loud breathless "ooooooohhhhhhhhmyyyyyyfuckinggod." Once her moaning became a contented purr, her still visibly shaking body went limp and laid flat on the bed, the guy's massive cock slid out of her as she collapsed. He proceeded to shoot about 8 powerful shots of creamy white cum all up her back to her hair. Eric could sense Stacy tensing up beside him. He looked at her and her eyes were as intense as he'd every seen them. He kissed her and asked “You really need that, don’t you? She looked him dead in the eye with her pleading green eyes and said “Please!”

We started looking for her first Bull that night and have never looked back. It has enriched both our lives in ways we expected and in a lot of ways we never expected. It has made our bond deeper than ever. We are more in love now than we have ever been. Our overall sex life, with and without Bulls, is a dream come true for both of us.