imagination

My name is Sarah Greig. I am an elementary teacher here in Southern California. I am currently married to a wonderful husband (we’re both Caucasian). My confession is that I have a black lover on the side with my husband’s encouragement. My husband, who shall remain nameless, and I have been in a cuckolding relationship for less than a year now. We are pretty much newbie to all things kinky, but I had sensed he wasn’t really pleased with our sex life. We had been happily married for three years, until the ‘newlywed’ years started to wear off, as had the sex portion of our relationship. Communication was the one constant that we have shared through our our marriage, and through that we discovered the notion of cuckolding.

Within the same dimensions of being average, he has not been the best of keeping himself physically fit for me— which hurts when people are trying to experience new things with each other. The lack of lovemaking, moreover passion, had taken a toll on our romance and the sentiments were being spilled on the other parts of our relationship. We took the drastic step, as I would call it, of opening the Pandora’s door of mutual shared fantasies, and essentially went step by step to where we are now. When my husband first introduced to his secret ‘fetish’ by way of sex toys, ebooks, pornography, and other information websites, he was essentially began asking me about my ex lovers, all had been African American. I have always fantasized by having being sexually active with black men, beginning all the way from high school. Once my husband explained he wanted me to take on a ‘hotwife’ lifestyle, essentially giving me the freedom to be sexually active with whomever I wanted to be, I took it in stride. Believe me once my husband and I were finishing the thrust of beginning our first real sexual encounter with black man, I knew we would never be the same again.

Read More