Boarding the plane, I am crossing a threshold, literally and figuratively. My flight will obviously serve as a bridge between where I am now, and where I land. Figuratively though, I am passing through a much deeper, more emotionally intense threshold. I am on my way to visit Sienna and, for the first time, will watch the love of my life moaning from the touch of another man. Tonight I will see her soft, silky folds stretched wide and wrapped tightly around another man’s much larger cock.
I’m trying to remain steady but the rush of erotic energy swirling within me is disorienting and the world is coming at me in vibrant flashes. If anyone happened to notice me, it probably appears that I am making a business trip. However, this outward presentation hides my true purpose. This is no definitely no business trip.
Settling into my first-class seat, I glance at fellow passengers passing by. I have so much erotic energy swirling within me that I can barely contain it. It’s like I have “Cuck” written on my forehead, and I feel like everyone can see it. How would they react if they knew I would soon be watching, filming, and taking photos of my lover fucking another man? Who among them would suspect that tonight I will be licking another man’s cum from my lover’s well-fucked pussy? These behaviors seem so contrary to the polished, professional image I strive so hard to project.
I am, figuratively, wearing a mask at this moment as I transition from one world to another. I am immersed in a current of Dionysian energy as the intoxicating sensations of duality, inversion, and transition engulf me in an erotic whirlwind.
Is this erotic rush driven primarily by a sense of inversion – the experience of becoming what one is not? I see myself as a highly-capable man with a strong desire to excel. Not tonight. Tonight I will embrace being “less than” as my lover sleeps with a more physically gifted man. Maybe this erotic rush is more about duality – my persona projected from the mask and a cuckold behind the mask. Perhaps the erotic swirl comes from the tension between these two different worlds. Indeed, maybe it isn’t about one side of the mask or the other. Maybe this erotic swirl comes from the mask itself. It is the mask that separates my two worlds and offers liberation from societal constraints.
🔍 This felt like a new revelation in my personal journey at the time, but it was one the ancient Greeks were well attuned to…and even celebrated. They associated the psychological energy I was experiencing with Dionysus, a liminal god – a god that straddled two worlds, thresholds, doorways, and gates – the liminal spaces. He didn’t represent one side or the other, he was the threshold, Dionysus was the mask.
Everything about this trip to see Sienna is a gateway between two worlds. By night’s end, Sienna will be snuggled in tight against me – physically exhausted with another man’s sperm dripping from her pussy. We will be both be in a world very different from the one we currently reside. So many thresholds and gateways will have been opened wide and entered.
Getting to this point hasn’t been easy. The trip itself was in doubt until just a week ago. Jalen had been so good about engaging Sienna in the first weeks of our build up and keeping her worked up but had recently become more distant. Sienna’s excitement was fading too due to his lack engagement. I think she was putting up a wall to protect herself in case he bailed on us. Oddly, I found myself spending more and more time trying to sustain Sienna’s anticipation for another man. We had vested a lot energy and emotion into this fantasy…and in trying to bring it life. I didn’t want to see my sexy girl disappointed. I needed Jalen to come through and give her the deep fucking she is now craving, specifically with him.
Like a good cuck, I decided to contact Jalen. It felt surreal (and somewhat humiliating) reaching out to another man to make sure he was still planning to fuck my girl. It wouldn’t be the last time I would swallow…my pride. I sent him some video footage I had recorded a few months earlier of Sienna doing a sexy dance one evening during a weekend getaway. I hoped to would serve as a reminder of what was to come…if he showed up.
Jalen never responded to me but sent Sienna a message which she eagerly shared with me:
Sienna – Baby!!!!! Hi! I got a message from Jalen. He was responding to a message and video you sent…HOT! Here is what he said….
Jalen – YOU HOT sexy Sienna!!!! DAMN, Michael sent me video of you shaking your lady parts and said your dancing was to get me excited…like I need a video to get excited over you! YOU… You are adorably Sexy 😀 I’ve never been so excited wanting someone so much as this. Sienna GIRL you make a man crazy! Still HARD to believe that you are gonna be here in my town – IN THE FLESH! I can imagine how HOT and WET with desire your pussy will be with the initial feeling of my girth penetrating your lips, mmm!
Sienna was so excited to hear from Jalen and feel his sexy energy again. I was happy to do my part with keeping our naughty rendezvous on track. Sitting back in my airplane seat, my thoughts turn to Sienna. How is she feeling as her day begins? She is such a beautiful woman…possessing that elusive, magical blend of sensuality and naughtiness. It still feels surreal to know she is going to fuck someone else today, right in front of me. I send her a text…
Michael – Good morning baby, when you wake up at this time tomorrow you will awaken to a new reality. You will have kissed another man and had another man’s big cock in your hands, sexy lips, and tight little pussy…
Sienna – Baby!!!! Hi!!!! Yes Baby, I am so hoping that is the case!!!! I may…and I will be wanting MORE! Can’t wait to see you Babe!!! xoxoxoxo
I settle in for the flight feeling confident everything is on track. Time is passing in slow motion as I drift in the liminal space. Right now, Sienna sees me as her soul mate and as the man who has provided her with the most amazing sexual experiences of her life. I’ve touched her heart and body like no one before. By the end of this day, it is likely that Jalen will hold that place of “best sex ever”. She has downplayed the possibility of this ever happening, but I believe it will become our new reality and find this possibility extremely arousing. The wet spot soaking the threshold between my legs clearly reveals my truth.