u/Alternative_Club8230

I have been swinging for almost 10 years furthermore, previously enjoyed a 3-year dynamic as a bull with a couple, and I’m now looking to meet open, fun, and like-minded couples and women for exciting, no-pressure encounters—whether that's drinks and good vibes, regular fun, or wild nights filled with chemistry and kink.

I’m dominant by nature, well-endowed, and always respectful of boundaries and desires. I’m all about building real chemistry—whether it's for a quick thrill or ongoing adventures.

Now single (was on here with my ex), I would also love to find a partner-in-crime for clubs, parties, and exploring the more playful, uninhibited side of life together.

If you're curious, adventurous, and down for something filthy v filthy,normal fun, and mutual—get in touch. Let's see where things lead

For almost 15 years, I’ve lived and breathed this lifestyle. Not just dabbling—but fully owning my role as a dominant bull. With over 8 solid years of real experience as a bull, I’ve been the man who takes control, who delivers what others can’t, and who leaves a lasting mark on every couple I touch.

This isn’t just sex for me. It’s a dynamic. A mindset. A way of life.

I’ve had three serious cuckold relationships—not weekend flings, but long-term dynamics where I led, took ownership, and transformed both husband and wife. One couple gave themselves to me for almost 3 years. Another for over 2. The first one introduced me to the raw power of what true cuckold dynamics can become when the chemistry is right and the submission is real.

Between those relationships? Countless moments as a trusted, experienced bull. Over 8 years of being the one they called when they wanted the real thing. Dominance. Control. Connection. And unrelenting pleasure.

One couple stands out.

It began with simple drinks. Casual talk. But the electricity between me and her was instant. He was soft, nervous. I could tell right away: he wanted to watch. She wanted more.

Weeks later, I had him tied to a chair, blindfolded. She was already moaning before I even slid inside her. I fucked her right there in front of him. Deep. Hard. Slow enough to let every sound echo in his ears. When she screamed my name, I looked at him—and came deep inside her. Then I untied him and made him crawl over and clean every drop from her thighs.

That was the turning point.

After that, she and I began going out on our own—dinners, drinks, hotel stays, always keeping him in his place. Sometimes he watched over FaceTime. Sometimes he wasn’t allowed to watch at all. We even took it further—a four-night holiday abroad to tenerife. Just the two of us. Sun, wine, and her body wrapped around mine every night while he stayed home, locked, obedient, desperate for scraps.

She sent him videos of us in bed. Of me fucking her in the shower. Of her dripping with my cum, whispering that she never wanted to stop. He thanked us.

Eventually, I slept in their bed. He took the spare room. That wasn’t just a kink. That was ownership.

She wasn’t just a plaything. She was mine. And he? He knew exactly what he was—less. And he loved it.

I didn’t just fuck her. I made her feel alive. And I made him feel what every cuck secretly craves: humiliation, denial, and total submission.

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Now, I’m looking for another cuckold couple. And just 1 exclusive hotwife to be her regular bull