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My new girlfriend takes me from fantasy to reality

... "They're fun," she said, giggling. I then sent her a link to an intelligent article on the topic. The writer talked about the psychology, thrills, angst, etc. and why both sexes find various aspects of it thrilling. She didn't read it while we were on the phone, but the next day I got a simple text while at work that read: Intriguing. "How do you know so much about this?" I didn't reply. That evening she was unable to chat, so I found a few more resources. I sent her links to two really well done erotic stories featuring couples happily enjoying the cuckold lifestyle and then waited somewhat anxiously to see what she thought. First thing in the morning her text read: "OMG! So fucking hot! Then a separate text: Do you want me to tell you when I've had sex with someone else?" That sort of took my breath away and I had to think about this one. I didn't know if maybe things were snowballing on me and I'd get run over. I needed a time out. I had work to do and was going to have a hard time concentrating. I was torn because I had enjoyed being the bull--really enjoyed it--and now was potentially going to ease into the other role. I was pensive and distracted, but knew she'd want a reply. When I had a moment I asked via text, "Can we talk about it tonight?" She replied right away: "I have a date." Which meant, of course, I'm going to get laid tonight. I should not have felt such uncertainty and anxiety about all of this, but I did. We were walking on shifting sand. I felt I ...

... couldn't get my equilibrium and felt I was quickly losing control of things. The following night we finally got to talk. I had several things I wanted to discuss, but didn't exactly know how to do it. Who had she gone out with? What had they done? Did I really want to know? Were we headed for a threesome or a cuckold kind of thing or would I remain more of a bull (at least when I was in town) and then just choose to remain ignorant when gone? And on and on, but my conversations never go like I anticipate Instead of asking any of those things, very early in our conversation I asked her if I could trust her completely with my sexual fantasies. It would be a huge leap of faith for me. We talked about the links and the stories and all that. Clearly that stuff turned her on. So I told her I wanted to send her some more stuff and that I'd have a special question for her in a day or two. She was pretty much giddy at the prospects. I then told her I didn't want to know about any of her dates or any of her sexual activities otherwise. Not yet. So then I sent her links to picture galleries and videos of wives fooling around. She doesn't surf much porn, so I proceeded cautiously. Again, I did my best to send stuff that was both erotic and plausible for consenting adults without being too extreme. Her next text read: "You're killing me. Had to get relief. Sure you don't want details? I think I know what you want and have "friends" who can help. Wink. Wink. Hurry home!" I told her I'd answer her ...