Cuck Talk (# 10- Origins)

So where the fuck did this cucky little kink come from?

I posted about this on the Patreon group chat (click on “chats” and choose “cuck talk check-in”) but I’m 100% sure that watching these scenes in Dirty Dancing (much too young) as a child inspired a lot of my cucky fantasies. 🙈

The whole undertone of Penny being Swayze’s former lover, his special person, how she’s older and wiser, she’s a better dancer, she’s more mature… what a heady feeling being under her tutelage. Imagine having him watch while she gives you corrections. Tiny me was like “oh this is sex”.

Was I wrong?

Watching this scene again with my first poly girlfriend when I was 19 led to a giggle-fest about our Triad-relationship dreams starting with this particular scene. It’s hot as hell, young me was right; it’s absolutely sex. When Baby is dancing between Swayze and Penny it’s basically a threesome. Hungry Eyes indeed.

I’m sure there were other factors though, I’m the oldest from a very large family. It was basically a litter of children. Add cousins and neighbourhood kids and little Heart had to be very good at sharing the grown ups attention. It makes sense that kinking on sharing, having or not having, would come easily for me. I’m practiced in waiting my turn and tempering my envy. I’m predisposed to it I guess.

One of my earliest irl sort-of-sexual experiences was at a sneaky co-ed sleepover party when I was 12. Everyone else was asleep. I remember laying in the pitch black darkness, trying to be oh-so still because our sleeping bags made that swishy sound when we moved, and the boy who was laying beside me was gently rubbing the side of my arm with his pinky finger. He was cute enough, but it was the tough blonde girl with curly hair that I was quietly crushing on all day. She was on the other side of him though, too far away for me to trade quiet horny touches with.

His movements were glacial, but I could hear his breath quickening, especially when I moved slightly so my thigh pressed against his. He traced his fingertips across my skin so slowly. One of the other sleepover guests coughed in their sleep and we both froze still like bunnies. When all was quiet again he’d touch me.

The ready-to-burst shhhh tension was more than I could bear, trying to control my breathing, straining my ears to hear him as best I could as we grazed each other so lightly we both had goosebumps. I realized in the darkness that I could hear someone else’s breath too, and it sounded heavy. Heavier, now. Oh. He was playing the same game with the girl on his other side too. The tough blonde girl. The more I listened the more sure I became. And it sounded like she was bolder than I was. She didn’t care about the jiggling zippers on the sleeping bags, evidently. Before long she had his full attention.

I stayed stiff as a board, listened, pretended I was sleeping like everyone else. I simmered in my confusing secret feelings. In the morning none of us said anything, but that electric sensation that ran like a current from my chest to my clit stayed with me.

I encountered that feeling again later in life the morning after a super hot threesome, I’m trying to find the courage to write about that one too. It’s a little more shameful. I keep thinking that someone’s going to respond to these posts with “what the fuck is wrong with you???” But instead you’ve been encouraging me, even egging me on. Thanks for all of the positive feedback, I’m so glad to be in good company. ❤️

Cuck Talk questions… sound off in the comments, in the chat, or in my inbox:

• What movies/shows showcase this dynamic in a super hot way? (Other than Dirty Dancing.)
• Do those of you who kink on cucky stuff have an early experience or memory that you feel is connected?

Further Reading:

• The Official Taxonomy Of Cinematic Cucks from The Ringer

Here’s an excerpt: