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4 Tips On How To Make A Cuckold Relationship Work A cuckold relationship can often throw up a number of challenges, and this type of lifestyle is not for everyone. The relationship involves one member of the partnership, usually the male, watching, or knowing about his partner having sexual relations outside of the relationship. A cuckold relationship will often be one that is based on trust, intimacy and loyalty. Although a cuckold relationship can be difficult, it can sometimes strengthen the bond between the couple. Here are some tips on how to make the most out of a cuckold relationship. 1. Carry out the practice in the correct manner Many cuckold relationships involve a married couple who are both trusting of each other. The male will often get sexually aroused by watching or knowing about his partner having sexual relations with other people. There needs to be a level of trust and intimacy to start with in a cuckold relationship. The practice is never a good idea if the relationship is already having problems or there are deep-seated trust issues. There is a risk that the relationship could break down if these issues are not addressed first. The couple will need to discuss whether having a cuckold relationship is right for them and they may reach this decision based on a number of different factors, such as how long they have been together, the level of trust they have, and the state of their current sex life. 2. Be loyal A couple involved in a cuckold relationship will need to remain loyal to each other and the practice should never be used as an excuse for one partner to get out of a loveless marriage, or if a relationship that is breaking down. Each partner will need to convince the other that the practice is strictly sexual, and that emotions should be left to one side. The husband may fear his wife will develop an emotional relationship with the third party, and this will also need to be addressed before the practice takes place. Cuckoldry should be seen a normal, healthy sexual fetish and not something that will damage the lives of anyone who wants to take part in the act. Individuals will need to have a certain level of self-esteem and confidence and be secure in their own relationship to differentiate between the sexual act and any emotional aspect of the practice. Before taking part in cuckoldry, both partners will need to sit down and have a long and frank discussion about what they want to get out of the act, whether they have any concerns, what the practice will entail, and whether there will be any long-lasting effect on the future of the relationship. 3. Keep it fun During the act or after the act has taken place, there should be no feelings of betrayal or guilt. The cuckold couple should see their relationship as one that is sexually varied and open to experimentation, rather than one that is sinful or shameful. Perhaps it would be good to equate the practice to a hobby or interest rather than a way of life. There will be more components to a cuckold couple than just sex, and there will be a number of foundations on which the relationship is based on such as trust, loyalty, and devotion, which will take precedence over any sexual act. 4. Be safe Once a couple has decided that they want to partake in cuckoldry, they will then have to choose a third party. In most cases it is the women who will be having sexual relations with a different partner, and she must make sure that she is completely comfortable with her new partner. The couple will need to choose a third party that they can trust. This can either be someone that the couple knows or someone they have met on a swingers website where they will be able to meet like-minded individuals who enjoy threesomes and foursomes. It is advisable that all three members of the party discuss what they want to get out of the sexual act, either in person, or online, and whether there are any pre-requisites or general dos and don't s. This can help to ease the mind of everyone involved, allowing them to enjoy the practice much more. Communication is a very important aspect of the cuckold relationship, and all issues will need to be addressed before anything develops. If you are looking to meet other people and be discrete

Tips for husbands to get cuckolded: Guys mostly start out trying to get their wives to cuckold them by putting the emphasis on "fucking other men." This is a critical mistake. Just because this idea turns you on, doesn't mean it is going to turn your wife on. Women think differently than men, especially married women, and the key word here is married. Women learn very early as little girls that being a good wife means being faithful to her husband. They also have some pre-conceived ideas about marriage that makes the idea of cuckolding seem anti-marriage. Women are taught to nurture the relationship, not destroy it by fucking other men. Just because the husband says he wants it, it still does not make it right in her mind. Men have to understand that in order for a wife to become a Cuckoldress. It is a process in her mind and during that process many hurdles have to be overcome mentally. The first hurdle for most women is "if I fuck someone else, what will happen to my marriage?" So take the focus off of "fucking other men" and put it on "enhancing the marriage." Remember, women think in terms of relationships and men think in terms of sex. Men are so stupid in how they approach their wives. You’re going to have to talk about re-defining the marriage and how it’s going to work as a cuckold marriage. Believe me, your marriage will change, once your wife gets more than that pathetic 4 inches you can offer her. Let her know you’re serious and this is not some perverted whim that you're going through and will change your mind in two weeks. You must start communicating and a cuckold relationship takes more work then a normal one. If you are not willing to work at it then give it up. Most of the cuck wannabes really do not want to work at it. If she cuckolds you, there will be plenty of work to do. So get used to it. You will not be giving her the cock she needs anymore, so you will have to give her other things in the marriage. The next hurdle is to make her feel sexy. After a few kids and 10 years of marriage most women do not feel very sexy. Take her shopping; buy her some sexy clothes and lingerie. If you do not have a dildo, purchase one, not one that is 12 inches. If the only cock that she has had is your little dick then I suggest something around 8 inches. A word of caution, do not shove the dildo all the way into her pussy the first time you use it. Your wife needs stretched properly and prepared for a bigger lover slowly, and I repeat, "Slowly". She needs to feel sexy again. She needs to feel desired and wanted by other men. Have her wear the clothes and fantasize about other men while using the dildo. Get used to spending money on her. When she takes a lover you will spend plenty on hotel rooms, clothes, etc. Buy some movies; let her see how other sluts enjoy bigger cocks. If your wife has been conservative all her life, she will need to learn how to be the proper Cuckoldress Slut. Get a digital camera and start taking pictures of her all dressed up. Take her out to bars; take her dancing; get her used to going out and maybe some day she will go out and find some cock. Encourage her to go out on her own or with some girlfriends and come back and fantasize with you that she got picked up by another man. Encourage her to flirt with other men. Take the fantasy a step further. Ask her if you can create a yahoo or msn profile with some picture of her and her email address. Place the profile under married but looking. See if you get any responses from other men. Fantasize about those men fucking her and you serving them. My last bit of advice is to BE PATIENT. Even though she says she won’t do it, it doesn’t mean she is not thinking about it. Women are devious and it takes a while to tell husband what they really are thinking. If you engage her in the activities that I have suggested, then she is thinking about it.

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A REAL Hotwife Story Two years ago, Nancy, a thirty-one-year-old married administrative assistant, was about to have sex with Robert, a man who wasn’t her husband. She pulled out a tape measure from her purse to measure his penis. "Nine inches with a five-inch girth," she said to Richard. Then she turned to her husband, who was standing next to her and Robert, videotaping, and emphasized to him, "He’s huge." It all began in 1997, when Nancy met her husband Richard. After they married, over time, they revealed their innermost thoughts: they both had sexual fantasies about sleeping with others. They agreed to open their marriage, and Nancy began having sex with a co-worker. When she told Richard about it, he felt "outwardly jealous but very curious," he said "part of me wished that I could’ve seen it." Richard also worried about Nancy's safety when she slept with strangers. "Initially, his concern was about making sure she wasn’t in danger." Eventually, his need was about being there and getting off watching her have sex. Richard is a cuckold -- a man who derives sexual pleasure from watching his wife have sex with other men. He assumes a beta-male role (submissive) as part of his fantasy. His wife, or any woman who cuckolds her male partner, is called a hotwife. Nancy and Richard posted ads online seeking male partners for her -- aka "bulls". After searching, she found Robert, Nancy and Richard's current bull. Robert is forty-five, lean and muscular, with pecs bulging underneath his dark blue jersey. He is the antithesis of a beta male. Nancy has straight black short hair, is built very nicely and has a very outgoing personality. Since opening their marriage, she has become dominant in her relationship with Richard and her speech patterns have come to be snappy and authoritative. She uses a matter of fact tone when describing Robert's penis: “Robert hits spots in my vagina that Richard can't." Richard agrees, saying "Robert fills her up. I love watching her take his much larger dick because I can’t provide that to Nancy. I get off on this because it's about her being satisfied by a real man.” The couple’s ads specify that their bulls must have at least an eight-inch dick. Her bulls must exemplify masculinity in ways that Richard cannot. He needs to be superior to Richard as a male. The idea that a husband wants to watch his wife have sex with another man goes against the traditional marriage and of masculinity. Richard needs to have other men fuck his wife. He also enjoys accepting her bull’s larger penis and his wife’s high sex drive. His sexuality is more a role than the reality. He personifies a beta male role; he even eroticizes it insofar as the bull makes Richard feel small, both physically and psychologically. As an alpha male in his daily life, Richard's acceptance of Nancy's pleasure serves as a refuge from his competitive, high-strung work and personality. “This is why I choose to be submissive,” he explains. “I always have to win and be the best at everything in my work. No one can do better than I can. And even if another guy eats Nancy out better than I do, he’s raised the bar, and I can match that. But I cannot complete with a bigger dick and a better fuck for Nancy. That turns me on. I need this for her.” Richard typically likes to watch Nancy being fucked by her bulls through a web cam or he is present to video record the scene, sometimes inches away from the action. He makes it a point to record the bull’s penis, then turns the camera on his own smaller penis to emphasize the disparity. Afterwards, the couple watch the video with the bull, and then again together after the bull leaves. They’ve accumulated a large library of hotwife porn. "I envy her bulls," says Richard. "Nothing turns me on more than seeing her react to a man's bigger cock and more masculine technique. I can’t give her what they can. The more men she fucks, the more I love her. Recently, I've fantasized that Nancy asks me to clean her up after they fuck. When that's done, she asks me to suck her lover's cock and clean him up too. I have a feeling this will turn her on even more."

Clean-Up Tips from a Wife As a wife with an experienced cuckold husband He's been my cuckold since two thousand three Let me advise all you new husbands in training That this is what clean-up is expected to be. My husband is quite experienced in this unusual duty You might say an expert at clean-up he has become Over these ten years, he's had lots and lots of practice He must have slurped up over a gallon of cum. Now you new cuckolds let me teach you the basics What your wife will expect you to do No need to argue, complain, make a scene in the bedroom Clean-up is simply your duty. She'll expect it of you. Now you'll find that not all men shot in proportion Some will produce a dripple or a small white gooey stream But some will shoot a great load with abundance Huge gobs of white milky, smooth gooey cream. Best understand, small stream or a load all over her belly You will learn how to clean-up each white slurppy glob But guys it's not how fast or slow that you do it. It's the attitude you have while doing the job. When I orgasm in the throes of sexual passion I want to lay down and relax and take it all in I'm not interested in how fast you lick up and swallow It's your attitude as you anxiously begin. Let your wife see anxious anticipation as she bids you to clean her Let her see that happy look there upon your face Make her feel how honored you are to serve her Lick her clean. Take your time. It's not a race. Yes attitude is the quality she will admire. Never embarrass her in front of her man Happy, happy you sweet chastity cuckolds Take your time and clean her up the best that you can. Now some men's cum can be sour and even bitter. But don't ever complain, don't grumble or grouse. Just do your job and clean up all of his semen Remember you,re not a man, you,re a cuckold, a mouse So as you begin your life as her cuckold. You will be surely required to lick, slurp and clean So don't complain, just expect to perform this special service. You're a cuckold and it's just part of the scene. Just remember when cleaning your lady It's not how fast, or how slow that you go Clean it all up and take pride in your efforts. It's not the speed, it's the attitude you know.

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My Wife Kavitha For all those reading for the 1st time a brief intro I am 30yrs old and my wife Kavitha is typical south Indian wife 26yrs beautiful voluptuous women, 5.5 height She is fair in complexion with nice big tits and a nice curvy ass always dressed in a sari with jasmine flowers tied to her long silky hair in short she looks like a south Indian actress and she is a mother of two kids. After my wife gave birth to her boss’s child things got back to normal her boss was transferred to Europe and Kavitha became the boss in her office and I became the namesake legal father of the child which she had by fucking her boss. A year went by and her pussy got back to the normal size as she stopped fucking her boss and our sex life also improved a lot I would fuck at least 4 -5 times in a week and whenever and I fucked her and I would remember how she got fucked by her boss right in front of me and how he used to fill her pussy and how I used to lick it, this made me very horny. I really deeply loved my wife for what she did. One day while browsing the net I found this really nice holiday package to Andaman islands and asked Kavitha if she could get leave so that we can go for a holiday as the last holiday we went was for our honeymoon since then it has been only sex , work and pregnancy for Kavitha and she too needed a break. So we booked the 3 night tour package, we left the kids with her parents and we took off for our second honeymoon to the Andaman Islands when we reached it was beautiful our room was on the beach and we would have sex every night. One night I fucked Kavitha on the beach itself as there was no one on the beach, it felt amazing with Kavitha on top and riding me I could see her face with the bright stars in the back ground and the waves hitting against our nude bodies in action it felt really romantic and hot. Well as all good things come to an end so was our holiday and on the last day we went for some small souvenir shopping to the local flee market and I accidentally bumped into one of my old friends from school. His name is Amith and we used to be best friends in school and after all the hugging and pressing and not to mention all the foul words we used at each other for not keeping in touch all these yrs. I then introduced Kavitha to him and he immediately complemented my wife about her beauty and told me I was a lucky guy. He was actually posted in Nicobar Islands and he invited us to come and stay with him for a few days as Nicobar Islands are totally untouched. And totally away from civilization Kavitha was excited and so was I and we accepted his innovation and set sail to Nicobar Islands in his mini boat. We reached there in an hour’s time and as Amith had described the place was amazing and no tourists at all after we had lunch and Amith and I sat on the beach with our beer while kavith took a nap in the house. While we were drinking I saw a tribal man approaching us I was a bit scared but Amith told me to chill out as he was his friend and meant no harm, this guy was short about 5 feet tall and was really black in colour and I have never seen some one so black in my life. He was muscular and medium build, he was fully naked with straw underwear over his dick and he had pasted some kind of white powder all over his body. He had a funny name which I could not pronounce he spoke a little broken Hindi. The tribal man asked Amith how I was and who the women is he referred to Kavitha Amith told that we were his friends and come to see the islands. The tribal man told us that kavith is really fair and he has never seen a fairer women in his life for which both Amith and I laughed. The tribal man told me that he knows these islands well and offered his service to take me and Kavitha around. I was not sure about this but Amith said that it’s ok as they are harmless and told me to take his boat for a spin with kavitha and the tribal man. So next day in the morning Kavitha, myself and the tribal man set sail in Amith’s boat, Amith could not come with us as he had some important work in the town. We went to a nearby small island which was totally untouched the whole island was a size of a cricket field , we spent some time there then the tribal man said that there was a amazing island with waterfalls and caves about 20 km from there Kavitha was exiled and we immediately set sail to that island when we reached their, it was a big island full of forest I somehow dint like the felling there. The tribal man took us deep into the forest and suddenly we saw many tribal men with bow and arrows surrounding us they came and forcibly took us with them to their village. Kavitha looked horrified and I was shit in my pants. Their village was a very small may be 8 or 9 huts in the whole village, I saw about 7 tribal men including the man who trapped us and got us here they were all pitch black and muscular and completely naked and I also saw many children of different ages but I did not see any women in the village. Then the tribal man who got us their spoke and told me that all the women of their village were taken by the men from another tribe from the neighbouring island about 3yrs back and the men in this village haven’t had sex since then, hearing this by balls came into my mouth. He told me that they wanted to have sex with my wife and will not hurt us if we do it willingly, I looked at kavitha she looked scared but she told me that she is ready for this and asked them to go easy on her. Hearing this chief of the tribe got up in joy and asked the others to prepare for the gangbang. The chief was a huge tall muscular black man I only wondered how kavitha would fuck all these barbarians. A small bed made out of some dead animal skin was brought out of one of the huts and put in the center of the village , one of the men started pulling out my wife’s sari once the sari came out he tried taking out the blouse and petticoat but he could not understand the technique to do so. He had never seen a women in a sari then Kavitha herself took out her remaining cloths and stood naked in front of the whole village all the men were amazed to see a fair women naked . I could see that all the men were getting turner on and could see their dicks expand , I was shocked to see their dicks each one had nothing less than 8 to 9 inched long and the chief that the biggest it was about 12 inches long and solid black in color. They all came near Kavitha and started folding my wife for the first few minutes she felt uncomfortable but then she started enjoying it after some time all the 7 men were folding and licking Kavitha all over her body , They made Kavitha lie on the bed and were all over her naked body it looked hungry loins feeding on their pray. Kavitha took two dicks and started shaking it and then she was sucking them, the men were surprised by this action of hers, may be they never experienced a blow job before. Their was one guy licking her pussy and the others were licking her thighs and feet and sucking her boobs, I could see Kavitha was turning red due to the hard sucking and could see many love bites all over her body. Seeing all this I got a hard on and started shagging, then the chief got up and ordered the rest of them to leave her alone as now he wanted to mount her, he took his big dick and keep it on my wife’s wet pussy and slowly started pushing it in her hole it looked like a black anaconda was trying to get into kavitha’s pussy. Then he gave one mighty push and his full 12 inches disappeared into her pussy, kavitha’s eyes popped out and she let out a wild and loud scream it was too big for her and without any emotion the chief started ramming her pussy with all his power, poor kavitha was screaming like hell. I could see the happiness and satisfaction on these savages faces as their chief fucked my wife. He gave her long and fast strokes and he put his hands under her ass and buried his head in her boobs and fucked her like an animal, slowly kavitha started enjoying his strokes. She started moaning loudly with her eyes closed and her hands over his back with her finger nails dug into his shoulder. He fucked her for about 1 hour in the same position and kavitha came 2 times in that hour, he had an amazing stamina and power and he always kept increasing the speed of his rhythm and he never stopped to catch his breath, this type of sex. I have never seen not even in porn movies, he was like a machine fucking my wife. Kavitha was totally in trance and was hypnotized by the pleasure she got by fucking him, he then started moaning loudly and I could see this balls contract. He was coming wildly in my wife’s pussy, he lay still for some time and then got up and as he pulled out this dick for her pussy and I could see a river of cum flow out of kavitha’s pussy. Kavitha could barely open her eyes and after some time she fainted, the chief saw me and laughed he came near me and caught my hair and pulled me to my wife’s freshly fucked pussy and ordered me to lick it which I happily did. Then the men brought some water a sprinkled it on her face and woke her up and one by one they fucked my wife mercilessly as I saw their black dicks go in and out my wife’s pussy, ass and mouth they even double fucked her as I saw my wife’s fair body sandwich between their black muscular bodies. Kavitha was enjoying every bit of it and kept on moaning as they fucked her all night and fill her pussy ass and mouth with their tribal cum at one point kavitha was covered with liters of cum all over her and I could smell the cum from a distance. Each one of them came at least 5 to 6 times in and on my wife , the chief must have come 9 to 10 times , cum was continuously flowing out of my wife’s pussy and ass hole , each time they pulled out of her pussy cum would flow like a water fall. The whole bed was soaked in cum. They fucked my wife all night as I watched in disbelief, they also lit a bonfire and they fucked her next to it this went on till sunrise and the last to cum in kavitha’s pussy was the tribal chief. Then they all went into their huts. I went near kavitha her whole body was shivering due to the continuously fucking and she was socked in cum, I picked her up and went into one of the huts which was empty. I put some fur type of blanket on her but still she did not stop shivering as she was suddenly feeling very cold. So I took out my cloths and hugged her naked cum sticky body and gave her my warmth after about 10 minutes she woke up and told me that she loves me very much, I asked her if she enjoyed it for which she told that she is the luckiest women in the world and she loved every second of the gangbang and wanted to do it again. This made be horny and I started kissing her I could taste tribal cum in her mouth, she then told me to lick her pussy and ass hole which I did at once, I then put my dick in her pussy and fucked her but I couldn’t feel an thing as her pussy was fully stretched up and slippery. I came within a few minutes and we slept I each other’s arms. This went on for about 2 weeks, They gangbanged her every day and kavitha loved it one day the chief announced that he is going marry kavitha and there was a wedding ceremony and the chief got married to my wife and they all again gangbanged her for the first night ceremony this time they allowed me to also join the gangbang. I enjoyed it as I used to go under my wife’s pussy while they fucked her from behind and when they pulled out of my wife’s pussy all the cum would fall into my face and mouth they even collected the cum of Kavitha and their in a bamboo glass and later made me drink it. I started enjoying this tribal life. Suddenly one day after about three weeks I heard gun shots hearing this all the tribal men ran away from the island, it was my friend Amith who had come to rescue us. He immediately apologized for his stupidity. We got back to Hyderabad with wild memories of our unbelievable holiday, I immediately took kavitha to the hospital and we came to know that she is pregnant again but who is the father, is the big question?

Cuckold Gets An Eyeful And Mouthful Average – that's how you would describe 99% of my life. An auditor senior with PWC, 2 bed home in the 'burbs, silver 3 series in the drive. Married for a little over 3 years – cuckolded for nearly a year. A cuckold, for the un-initiated, is a man who allows his wife to 'be' with other men. Thereafter the number of permutations is almost limitless from a knowing acceptance of her excuses (sick relation etc) to full submissive, watching, arranging, participation etc. Until now my wife had always gone out to meet her fella, her stud, known as 'bulls'. His wife worked shifts and I am often away so it was convenient. It progressed to the point where I was often at home and she would go out then tell me all about it. I always liked to hear the sordid details, I'm a little masochistic that way. Today would be different. A first for both of us. And a new aspect to our relationship. I came home a little after 1pm. Caroline was in the bathroom fixing her make-up – she looked fabulous. Dressed like she was going out clubbing or on one of her dates. She had a tight white blouse unbuttoned just enough to show the top of the breasts an indecently short black skirt and her bright red, fuck me now, 4" stilettoes. "You're home early" She said clearly surprised at my afternoon arrival. "Yes" with a questioning tone that signaled the change of subject "are you going out?". Caroline always dressed sexy but conservatively. Even when she was out on a date she was business like (even though she would normally be concealing slutty underwear). "No – you are" She fired back "Dave's coming over and you cannot be here". "What's he coming over for?" I asked inviting her to play. She played "Dave, my boyfriend – you know the one with the nice fat cock? Is stopping by on his way to work (he also works shifts) and he is going to use his little whore – your wife – fuck her good, maybe even let me suck on his nice FAT cock" She was in domineering mode now standing legs wide apart so the hem of her skirt was taught. She pulled on my tie so I moved into her, lowered her voice and iterated each nasty word as she described what was about to happen. We kissed passionately, the thought alone was turning me on. My hand came up her thigh and began massaging to soft, already damp, pussy. She broke off. "Seriously you can't be here when he arrives". A mischievous thought entered my head "Do you mean I can't be here or he mustn't know I'm here?" I asked "there is a difference you know?" She pondered for a minute. "Ok" She replied "You want to hang around?" with that She turned back to the mirror and reapplied her lipstick. "He'd better not know you here – promise me". "Promise" I said "I'll stay in the main bathroom – quiet as a mouse. She disappeared downstairs removing any trace of my entrance as I closed the door and waited for our guest. Then waited some more. A good twenty minutes had passed before finally the door bell rang. I could only hear muffled sounds before he was ordered inside. Apologizing he was late – an accident on the motorway meant he would have to be away sharp. "That's fine" She said "but you're not going anywhere until I've had you – I am so horny" as she headed up the stairs before crashing into the spare bedroom. "God I need some cock" was followed by the unmistakable sound of a zipper coming down. He groaned as she began sucking on his cock. "You are horny today aren't you?" he told rather than asked "we'll you just suck on that then your master will give you what you need". Master! – What the fuck!! My dominant mistress was some-else's slave. A few minutes later "Enough" he exclaimed "Let me see it – did you do as I instructed?". "Yes master" she replied meekly. I had to see. Opening the door just a fraction first I noticed their bedroom door open – good the bed was on the back wall. But I could see them, from behind, in the mirror. She pulled her skirt up and climbed onto the bed as if ready for doggy style. Her sweet ass so inviting, so suckulant, so fuckable and alas so unavailable. "Then tell me what you have done" he instructed. "I've prepared my ass for you" the words almost choked me "It's ready for you – my master" She went on "I 'emptied' it this morning as you requested, cleaned it oooh so good put lots of lub on for you worked it in so well I wanted it to be perfect for you – perfect for your magnificent cock". "Then you have done well" he said reaching for the little bottle of lub before smearing generous quantities on, what I have to say, was one seriously fat cock. "Please" she begged "Please I need it take my virgin ass – fuck it hard - I so need to feel you in me" and with that he entered. She gasped. Part in pain, mostly in delight, as he entered very slowly before slowly withdrawing and then reentering. He did this several times before he started fucking her. Slow at first he soon built up an impressive pace. He fucked her sweet ass for a good 10 minutes as I watched from my secret spot. My own arousal only tempered by the disappointment at not being the first in that gorgeous ass. She was close to cumming. It was clear from the labored breathing the aching sounds and 'desperate' moans "Oh please" she panted "harder, fuck me harder, make me cum, please" she pleaded. Crack! The unmistakable sound of flesh on flesh, hand on ass to be accurate. I did not see it but the red imprint developing was evident. She let out a gasp and grabbed the pillow as his other hand rose up. Crack – the other side now stung with the same heat. "You'll cum only when I permit it – you understand" he told, rather than asked, her. They continued fucking. His own noises betrayed his impending orgasm. She responded to his increased vigor she was ready to go. He grabbed her by the back of the neck on pushed her head down into the pillow whilst, with other hand pulled her waist tight as he dumped his first squirt of thick hot cum deep into aching asshole. The sound of their mutual release was amazing. So much I almost came too. I watched, captivated, as he drove in again. Another injection of man-fat was dumped. Grasping the base of his cock he then pulled fully back, exiting her ass and inserted into her gapping cunt. Another 3 or 4 pumps and he was empty. I'm sure she came again as he entered her pussy. It must have been aching for attention. He finally pulled out for good and wiped his fat, cum-covered cock, up and down her ass crack. "There you go" he said as she slumped down onto the bed "why not get that limp dicked husband of yours to clean that up" again he told rather than asked. For the first time since they entered the bedroom my heart stopped attention was drawn from my cock and I was aware of just how vulnerable my hiding spot was. He exited the room - into the en-suite - the shower started. I was frozen. Do I go in? I so wanted to. Do I stay here until he's away? All I could picture, in my minds eye, was each of her delicious holes, fucked, bulging with his cum. A minute or so later the shower stopped. He remerged drying furiously, was dressed and was gone. Clearly quick exits was something to which our guest was well versed. "Iain" She called "Iain, come on out I need you, come get this while it's nice and fresh!" I slipped out from my hiding spot silently and stood in the bedroom door way. "Well?" She asked "Did you enjoy our little floor show - was it everything you imagined?" I nodded my agreement. "You got a nice little stiffy?" Again I nodded. "Then let's see it. I unzipped and let my twitching cock breath free. "Take them off" She retorted with a faint sense of disgust then, more playfully, "take them all off" She instructed. Clothes came off in an instant and I dashed towards her to dump my own load into her. "Woah!" She exclaimed "not so fast - buddy!" I backed up a little as She continued "Wank for me - stroke your skinny little cock" I did as I was told. Grasping the base of my cock I twisted it slowly and carefully providing a good show without going 'over the edge'. "Good" She said approvingly whilst stroking her wet cunt. "Now, on your knees. You are going to worship my feet, clean my shoes, suck the end like you saw me sucking Dave's cock". I followed her instructions to the letter. Kneeling at the side of the bed she gave me over a foot to start with. The bright red point of the shoe always had a special place for me. That, and the effect they had on her already great legs, had been a turn-on for a long time. "Come on suck it" She barked and she crammed the toes deep into my mouth. "Clean it up good my little bitch". "But, but" I stammered "they are clean". This did not go down well. "What" She barked clearly angered by my insolence. "If I tell you they are dirty - then they are dirty! here" and with that she removed the foot I had been worshipping. Pulling her legs up she brought the stiletto point up to her ass hole and slowly, carefully, with a slight gasp, inserted it. Sliding it back and forth until it was buried to its full extent then slid it out. Glistening with cum and lube she replaced it on her foot. "Now it's fucking dirty - so clean bitch!" She raised her leg high so I needed to stand. I was way to far gone to resist, or to notice the wet man standing in the doorway, and took the full 4" deep into my mouth. Closed my lips, rolled my tongue around the heel and sucked and liked it very clean. "That's better" She moaned and she returned to caressing her cunt. "Now there is plenty more needing done - lie on the floor - face up and open your mouth". As instructed and with my own cock dripping pre-cum I settled on the floor as she stood over me. "Now" She began "My ass hole just took a pounding - it's sore - and it's full of cum" I knew what was coming and I was aching for it "You are going to lick and soothe my shit hole, you are going to clean all the cum that has escaped onto my ass and then you are going to use you tongue to open my ass and clean every drop of cum from it - got that!" She did not wait for a reply and began lowering herself on me. Pausing just above my face she made me reach up to pry her cheeks apart and lick the cum from her ass. Done with her cheeks I timidly began on her ass hole. As I did so she pressed down forcing my head back to the floor as my tongue entered her shit hole. It went deep almost immediately, still stretched from that cock, and the cum just slid right down and into my open mouth. It was amazing I was desperately trying to hold my load when she started running her finger nails up my shaft - it was impossible sexual torture! "That's good" She exclaimed as she began gently grinding. A few more minutes and we were nice and clean. And it was time for the front. Rather than just turn she stood, turned, and then looked down upon me. My face was glistening wet, massive smile on my face and the hardest my cock has been since I was 17! "Oh you're a good boy" She said sarcastically "You want my cunt?" "Of course!" - what the fuck did she think. "No" She replied. Still standing over me. Thick dollops of cum in her pubes, oozing from her hole directly above me. "Please" I begged. Silence. "Please - let me clean your pussy" trying the logical approach (like there was any fucking logic to this). It was role play pure and simple and I loved it - needed it! She knelt over me, just inches away, "Now" she started with a long and dramatic pause "If we do this" another pause "you realize this changes everything" and settled onto my eager mouth. The taste, the smell, it was amazing. As I sucked and licked every drop of cum she had to give. She explained "You are now a fully fledged cuckold. I do what I want. I fuck who I want, when I want and where I want. You do what I want, exactly what I want and when I want it - I do hope that is clear?" She gave me no chance to answer as she ground down on my face. "For example" She said as a small dribble of piss exited, rolled down my tongue and was swallowed without question. "Good you seem to be learning" and another, slightly large trickle ran down and was also swallowed gratefully. "Good" She said again "you see I am cleaning your mouth out - getting rid of all that sticky cum. I can be a kind mistress to a good cuckold". And with that she grabbed my aching cock. "This will be the extent of your sex" as she started wanking me slowly but violently. Banging down hard with each stroke. "If you are good I will allow you to wank. If you are very good, like today, I might even wank you, but" and here came the threat "If so much as get a hard-on without my approval - you get nothing - fuck all - is that clear?" She eased of my face so I could answer. "Yes". "Good boy" She then opened her bladder and a glorious gush of piss flooded out as my cock exploded. "Oh we are going to have some fun now" She said rising slowly and heading for the shower. This story is inspired by, and dedicated to, my most giving mistress - mistress Lee.

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Useless Husband Turns into Cuckold By Author Dark Cavern After returning from a party, I lay naked on the bed next to Jenny, my beautiful bride of six months. As I looked at her, with her flaming red, shoulder length hair and milky-white curvy body, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. The last six months had been the happiest time in my life for me, Jenny and I had seemed to get on so well. Sure, she was the strong one in the partnership, and it was always her who got her way when push came to shove. But that was fine with me, because I loved her so desperately. Jenny was younger than I, 22 to my 29, and though not a virgin when we married she was fairly inexperienced. I put her apparent reluctance to have sex after the first couple of weeks down to this, and had resolved to be patient with her until she became used to me and began to relax and enjoy it. On this night though, aroused by her naked body and my tongue loosened by drink, I brought up the subject of sex and made what I now know was the biggest mistake of my life. I blurted out that my biggest fantasy was for her to be fucked by a big, well- endowed man. I told her that the humiliation of having that happen turned me on enormously. On hearing this, she just smiled and took my cock in her hand, stroking it gently. "That doesn't surprise me Michael", she began. "After all, you are pretty useless in bed aren't you, with your miserable excuse for a prick? A twelve year old boy could satisfy me better than you." I was stung by her scornful words, but my cock twitched violently in her hand. "Boy, you really do get turned on by humiliation", she sniggered. "Maybe this is the right time for me to tell you what a perverted, inadequate little wimp you really are, with your tiny dick and your premature ejaculation problem." My cock jumped again. "I think you have the right idea", she continued. "Now is the right time for me to find another man, perhaps a big black stud with a ten inch cock. We could make you stand and watch while he fucks me senseless, and shows you up for what you are, a useless sissy boy not fit to lick my ass!" Although my cock was now throbbing visibly in my wife's little hand, at her derogatory words and the vision of what she was suggesting, I began to have doubts. I was shocked at this sudden change in her attitude, and the venom of her tone. If she really meant what she just said, her taking a big-cocked lover could mean losing her for good. I could not bear the thought of that, and tried to pass it off as a joke, saying these things were best kept as fantasies. "I don't agree", she snapped, coldly. "In fact, I am really warming to the idea. So much so, that I can tell you now that you will not get to fuck me again until another man has had me. I shall be on the lookout for a suitable lover starting tomorrow, You want humiliation Michael, well you are certainly going to get it!" With that, she let go of my erect cock, and turned over to go to sl**p. I spent a sl**pless night worrying about the future of my marriage. Jenny kept to her word. Whenever we went out over the next couple of weeks, she would spend her time looking round for suitable men to fuck her. She would taunt me with comments like "I bet he has a huge cock" or "I could imagine him between my thighs". All during this time she emphatically refused me any sexual contact, although she would parade around the house scantily-clad and make me sl**p naked in bed next to her every night. "Frustrating isn't it?" she asked one night, having just given me a deep kiss and pressed her soft, naked body up against me. "Maybe things will get better for you when I have found the right man to fuck me." "Can't we just forget all about this?" I pleaded. "Let's just get back to the way we were." "Oh no", she insisted. "You started all this, and I am going to finish it. A couple of the girls told me about a club called Soulmates, apparently it is a great place for picking up men, particularly black men. We are going there on Friday night". This club was the last place I wanted to go, because I knew it was a favourite haunt of a lot of the employees at the company I worked for. I certainly did not want any of them seeing my wife trying to pick up a man, it would be all over the company by Monday morning. However, Jenny insisted, and as usual got her way. When we entered the club, I looked around nervously, hoping I would not see anybody I recognised. Thankfully, there was not, so I got us a drink at the bar and we found a table. Jenny's eyes were everywhere, trying to search out a suitable stud, while I sat quietly feeling miserable and frustrated. Finally, Jenny poked me and asked if I knew who the beautiful big black man standing alone at the bar was. I turned to look, and froze. "No, no", I spluttered. "He would not be right. That's Earl, my assistant at work, the guy I share an office with." "On the contrary", she smiled. "I think he might be just right. Well don't just sit there, take me over and introduce me!" I pleaded and pleaded with Jenny that this was a terrible idea, and that I could finish up being the laughing stock of my company. She just grinned, saying it would all be part of the humiliation that I seemed to crave, and dragged me reluctantly towards the bar. As we reached it, Earl turned and recognised me. I have to admit that he is a good-looking guy, 6'5" tall, with wide shoulders and a huge chest, and at 22 the same age as my wife. He smiled warmly at Jenny, and took her hand as I introduced them. "Pleased to meet you Earl", my wife said sweetly, her eyes sparkling. "My, you are looking good tonight!" "You are looking pretty amazing yourself", he replied, taking in the huge amount of cleavage and thigh her tiny black dress was offering. Jenny invited Earl back to our table, and soon became involved in animated discussion with him, to the total exclusion of yours truly. I had hoped that they would not get on, but even at this early stage it was obvious there was a strong sexual attraction between them. After a while, Earl asked Jenny if she would like to dance, and she eagerly accepted. I watched them as, at first they danced a little way apart, and then close together when the slow dancing began. I got increasingly jealous as they got closer and closer, with my wife's arms d****d around his neck, and I felt physically sick as they began openly kissing on the dancefloor right in front of my gaze. I think I knew then what was coming next. Eventually they came back to the table, and Jenny announced that we were leaving. My arrogant assistant looked at me with a contemptuous smile, as my wife told me of her plans. "Earl is going to spend the night with us", she announced. "Or to be more accurate, with me. I have told him that you get off on humiliation, and that having your wife fucked in your own bed by a real man would have your minuscule dick standing to attention. I can assure you Michael that, from what I felt on the dancefloor, Earl is the real man I have been looking for!" "I have had no complaints", boasted the black man. "Don't worry Boss, I will see that your wife has the night of her life!" Jenny giggled as she and her soon to be new lover walked hand in hand ahead of me towards our car. I got in and drove, while Jenny and Earl got in the back. It was not long before I could hear passionate kissing from the pair of them, and then I heard the sound of a zip being pulled down. "My God Earl!" I heard Jenny gasp. "I knew it was big, but this is magnificent! Put your foot down Michael, I need this monster inside me soon! Would you like me to suck you a little bit Earl, to get you ready for me?" "I thought you said you didn't like sucking cock", I protested. "I meant your little boy's cock", she replied cruelly. "This is a real man's cock, it is meant to have a woman's lips stretched round it!" I looked in the mirror, and saw my wife's head disappear. The car was soon filled with the sound of my wife sucking her black stud like a cheap whore. This continued for the five minutes it took to reach our home. Once inside, Jenny dragged Earl upstairs to our bedroom, with me just behind. I went to enter the bedroom with them, but Jenny stopped me. "Oh no you don't", she said. "Earl and I want to be alone tonight to get to know each other. You go and sl**p in the spare room next door". With that, they went inside and closed the door. Hearing their laughter, I trotted off to the spare room, feeling like an outsider in my own home. As I got into bed, I realised how thin the walls were in our house. I could quite clearly hear the two of them laughing and giggling for several minutes. It then went quiet, and I realised they were now engaging in foreplay. I could not get the visions of his big black hands mauling my wife's big white tits, or his cock crammed into her pretty mouth. This was all my fault; it was what I said I wanted. When it came to it though, I just felt jealous and sick. I was hurting inside at my wife's willing, even eager betrayal of me, and though my throbbing cock betrayed my excitement, I was too upset to jerk myself off. Suddenly I was jolted by a loud female cry. I realised that this was Earl's first penetration of my wife's tight pussy, and my how she seemed to love it. Very soon I began to hear little gasps and cries coming from her, as her new lover began to move inside her. This made me feel even worse, as sex between Jenny and myself had always been quick and in silence. This however was anything but quick. For over half an hour it went on, with my wife's cries becoming louder and more urgent, as she begged him to make her come. He certainly did that. With a loud scream that must have woken the neighbours, my wife reached a powerful orgasm, shortly followed by a loud grunt from Earl as he emptied his load into her belly. It went a little quirt after that, though I could hear the mumbled sounds that lovers make as they come down from their sexual high. To my amazement the noises started again after a very short time, and I realised that they were fucking again. So much for my hope that Jenny would not enjoy sex with him! I must have got to sl**p eventually, because when I woke it was light. As I came to my senses, I heard the now familiar sounds of sexual ecstasy from my wife next door. They must have been fucking all night, and the best I had managed with Jenny was twice in a night. A short while after they had finished, I heard them leave the bedroom and go downstairs. When I followed, a minute or two later, they were at the front door. My wife was in her short, navy blue robe, kissing the fully dressed Earl with a passion she had never showed me. As she heard me, she turned and gave me a self-satisfied smile before returning to give her lover another open-mouthed kiss. I went to the kitchen to make some coffee, and after a couple of minutes, the door closed and Jenny sauntered into the kitchen. "Was that enough humiliation for you little dick?" she taunted. "Having to listen to another man giving your wife multiple orgasms when you have never given her even one? Or watching her kissing her lover goodbye, while she tells him he can fuck her anytime he wants? Tell me, how does it feel to be a cuckold?" I just hung my head and said nothing, as she laughed at me derisively. "Get on your knees Michael", she ordered, after she stopped laughing. "What are you talking about?" I snapped, feeling irritated. "Do you want me to pack my bags and walk out of here right now?" she replied sternly. "Oh no", I protested, changing my attitude completely. "I could not bear that, I love you so desperately!" I quickly knelt before her as I had been told. As I did so, Jenny lifted her robe up to her waist and parted her legs, revealing her puffy, cum-filled pussy and matted pubic hair. "You see Michael", she continued. "A man far superior to you has spent the night fucking your wife in a way you never could, and filling her willing pussy with his superior potent black cum. As a cuckold, your duty is to suck the cum out of your wife and get her pussy spotlessly clean, to acknowledge your inferior wimp cuckold status. Now I suggest you start licking and get used to the taste of my lover's' juice, because you are going to be swallowing a lot of it in the future"." I held the back of Jenny's thighs as I gingerly pushed my tongue into her sopping cunt. The smell was overpowering, and the taste of cum made me want to heave. I was not able to stop however, as my wife had put her hand on my head and started grinding her pussy into my mouth. "Don't waste any cumsucker", she laughed. "Earl spent a lot of effort putting it in there for you!" After that, the rest of the weekend was very quiet. We did not go out, and Jenny spent the whole time dressed in just one very short robe or another, showing plenty of flesh and making me very horny, particularly considering my recent enf***ed abstinence. I tried several times during the weekend to have sex with her, but she refused point blank, saying Earl's rigorous fucking had made her very sore. That did not stop her continuing to have us sl**ping naked together. Neither did it stop her giving me a big kiss last thing at night, forcing her tongue into my mouth and pressing her naked body hard against me until I was hard and throbbing, and then turning away from me with a cruel laugh. On Monday, things were fairly quiet between Earl and I at work, though he did keep giving me insolent "I have fucked your wife" grins throughout the morning. Early in the afternoon, the office door opened, and I turned to see Jenny standing there. She was wearing a tiny top with no bra, and her nipples were poking obscenely through the material. There was a gap between that and the very short skirt she was wearing, exposing her smooth white stomach. Her legs were bare, and she wore open-toed sandals that showed off her painted toenails. I had never seen her looking so sexy. Completely ignoring me, she ran over to Earl and gave him a big French kiss, which he returned with great enthusiasm. "You bastard!" she laughed, when they finally broke away. "After the fucking you gave me on Friday, I have spent the whole weekend just thinking about you and your monster black cock. I need it again badly, so I want you to come round tonight". She emphasised her need by lewdly running her hand up and down his crotch. "I'll be there baby", he assured her. "I've been thinking a lot about that tight white pussy of yours too!" "Good", Jenny responded. "Come back with him after work". Then she kissed him again warmly and left, without a single word to me. The whole afternoon was spent with Earl taunting me, telling me exactly what he was going to do to my wife in my bed. He even followed me when I went for a piss, taking out his huge cock to gleefully show me what my wife would be getting that night. The moment I saw it, I knew I would never be able to persuade my wife to dump him and make do with what I had to offer. When we arrived home, Jenny was barefoot, in a short, transparent black nightie she had obviously bought especially for the occasion. With eyes only for her black lover, she threw her arms round him and kissed him hard. When they broke off I went to kiss her myself, but her cold stare prevented that. She announced that dinner was ready, and invited Earl to sit and told me to get him a beer. "Thanks boss", he said, as I handed him the beer, managing to make "boss" sound like an insult. "You don't need to call him boss here" my wife chided him. "Hell, you are going to be fucking his wife later on, in his bed! He may be your boss at work, but when you are in this house you are master of it, and I am your woman exclusively. You know that when we get in that bedroom, I will do anything for you provided I end up with that black monster between my legs!" They both laughed uproariously at this, while I squirmed in my chair. Dinner was spent with me being ignored once again, as they touched, kissed and laughed together. They even did the washing up together, so they could carry on kissing and cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to one another. When they had finished, they returned to the lounge where I was sitting. "What do you think baby", Earl enquired. "Shall we make him watch?" "Better than that", responded Jenny. "We will have him help out. Come on wimp, it's fuck time." We all went straight up to the bedroom, and Earl and my wife began to undress one another. I too was told to strip and await instructions. Once we were all naked, Earl and my wife sat next to each other on the bed and began kissing. Jenny motioned me between her legs, so I could start getting her pussy nice and wet for her lover. It seemed a bit unnecessary to me, because she was already soaking wet from the anticipation of what she was going to get. After a few minutes, Jenny stopped me, and then shocked me with her next instruction. "Now take Earl's cock in your hand and suck him nice and hard for me. I want him stiff and wet so he can slide easily into my pussy." "You can't be serious", I pleaded. "You know I am not gay, I could never suck another man's cock." "Listen sissy boy", she hissed. "He is your superior, and is giving your wife the sex that you cannot. You will show him gratitude and respect in the appropriate way, or the two of us will beat the shit out of you! Now take his cock and kiss the head a few times before taking it in your mouth." Feeling disgusted and sick, I did as Jenny ordered. I kissed his cock at least a dozen times telling him on Jenny's orders that he had a magnificent stiff dick, and that I was glad my wife was to get the fucking she properly deserved. "It really stretches your lips doesn't it?" my wife taunted, as I struggled to suck on the thick black meat. "Imagine what that does to my pussy, it's no wonder he has me screaming with delight is it?" I continued to suck Earl for several minutes, having been told by my wife not to forget to pay attention to his big, hairy cum-filled balls. Eventually, both were satisfied, and Jenny lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. "Put him into me", she whispered, and I was f***ed to take his cock and slide it into the open pussy that had been denied to me for weeks. "Oh God," she gasped, looking into Earl's eyes. "It feels so fucking good having you filling me so full and stretching me so wide. I'm all yours baby, show him how a black stud fucks his married white slut, show him how he has lost his wife to a superior black lover!" All the familiar feelings of sickness and jealously rose up in me, as Earl started to move f***efully in and out of my wife's pussy. Soon she was gasping and pleading for more, as he brought out the sexual a****l in her, As the pleasure increased, she wrapped her gorgeous legs around his strong back, pushing against his thrusts and crying out. "Tell him Earl", she gasped. "Tell him how you have made a real woman of me with your manly black cock. Tell him you have made me your woman, and that he can't have me any more!" "That's right little dick", he confirmed, turning to me without breaking his stroke. "The best you can hope for is to jerk yourself off, imagining me in your bed up to my balls in your slut wife's black-loving pussy!" "Yeah, get used to it", my wife added breathlessly. "You are going to be a celibate cuckold, to a cock crazy black man's whore!" The two of them laughed at my shocked expression, as the enormity of their words hit me. I am sure that added to the power of the orgasm they both had shortly afterwards. It will come as no surprise to you that, after they had come down from their high, I was made to suck Earl's cum out of my well-fucked wife, and then lick her juices and his cum off his now flaccid cock while the two of them called me all the white, cum lapping cocksuckers under the sun. That done, I was sent to "my" room. As I was closing the door, I heard my wife ask Earl if he would fuck her in the ass, yet another thing that had been denied to me despite my regular pleading. Having got into bed, I was made to endure the sound of my wife squealing for a long time, as Earl rammed her virgin asshole. Shortly after it all went quiet, my door opened and Jenny entered. Without a word, she climbed on the bed, squatted over my face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Somewhere new for you to lick cum out of", she laughed, as I pushed my tongue into her slime-filled asshole. When she was satisfied that I had cleaned all of Earl's cum out of her, Jenny jumped off the bed and looked down at me. "Not bad", she grinned. "In one night we have turned you into a cocksucker and an asslicker! I wonder how much more humiliation you have to come." In the weeks to come, Earl was a regular visitor to our home. He had sole rights to my wife's pussy, and either I was made to watch and clean up after them, or listen from next door as they fucked the night away. When Earl was not around, Jenny cruelly continued her cock teasing of me, flaunting her body and telling me I could look to see what I was missing, but not touch. We continued to sl**p naked together, and she would drive me to a frenzy every night, getting me stiff but unsatisfied. "Am I getting you too excited?" she would taunt. "Well you had better go and dribble your weedy cum into the toilet, while you imagine your wife on her knees sucking on her black master's cock!" To my shame, I would do exactly that, with my wife's laughter ringing in my ears. A short while later, Jenny told me to book a two-week holiday at a secluded villa in Italy. Naively, I told her I could not get the time off. "Don't be silly", she scoffed. "It's for Earl and me, and you are paying. We have decided we want a whole two weeks together, just the two of us 24 hours a day." I dutifully booked the holiday, not believing how low I had let myself sink. On the day, the two of them were all packed and ready to go, when my wife gave me another surprise. Producing a cock cage, she told me I would have to wear it while she was away as she did not want me straying. "Besides", she added. "I like the idea of you sitting here at home totally frustrated with full balls, while I am out there doing everything I can to empty Earl's into my mouth, pussy and ass." So there I was, spending a very frustrating fortnight while my lovely wife was getting all the sex she could handle. It was a very long two weeks, I can tell you. Jenny finally got back very late on a Sunday night; in fact I was in bed. I heard her coming up the stairs, and it was obvious she was alone. She came into the bedroom sporting a deep tan, and a new short hairstyle. "Do you like it?" she asked, without any preamble. "Earl likes it better like this, and he's the boss isn't he? Look, I have a couple of other things to show you." As she removed her clothing the first thing I noticed was that her tan was all over. She had probably spent the whole two weeks naked lapping up the sun with her lover. She came closer, and I could see that her pussy was shaved bare, and she had what appeared to be writing above it. She reached the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled my face up close. The words read "Black cock only". "That's not all", she laughed, as she showed me her upper left arm. It was a tattoo of a heart, with the name "Earl" in fancy writing underneath. "Now I really feel that I belong to him", she explained. Especially now he has made me throw my wedding ring away." I looked at her left hand, and saw that she had indeed removed the evidence of our marriage. She slid into bed next to me, and put her hand on the cage. "How was it, wearing that for two weeks?" she asked. "Was it really frustrating, knowing your wife was getting banged several times a day, while you couldn't even come?" "It has been awful, and painful", I replied. "Would you please take it off?" "Of course", she replied, with an evil grin. "You must be dying to jerk yourself off!" I think it might be fun to leave it on for another couple of weeks. It will be much more frustrating for you now I am here to flaunt my sexy body in front of you." As she removed the cage, I begged my wife to let me have sex with her just this once, as my frustration was unbearable. She grabbed my head, and f***ed it down between her legs. "Read my pussy little dick", she laughed. "Black cock only. While you are down there, you can start lapping my pussy and give me a nice cum. I have missed your tongue for the last couple of weeks." As I lapped away with my frustrated cock rigid, Jenny made an announcement. "Earl and I have achieved your ultimate humiliation", she told me. "He has put a black baby in your wife's belly. Very soon everyone will know that I have been bred by a black man, and that you are my cuckold." I continued lapping at my wife's pussy, unsuccessfully trying to stop myself sobbing. "Oh let it out Home By Author By Title By Date Most Popular Forum FAQ Dark Cavern Submit Your Stories More Stories By This Author | Printable Version After returning from a party, I lay naked on the bed next to Jenny, my beautiful bride of six months. As I looked at her, with her flaming red, shoulder length hair and milky-white curvy body, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. The last six months had been the happiest time in my life for me, Jenny and I had seemed to get on so well. Sure, she was the strong one in the partnership, and it was always her who got her way when push came to shove. But that was fine with me, because I loved her so desperately. Jenny was younger than I, 22 to my 29, and though not a virgin when we married she was fairly inexperienced. I put her apparent reluctance to have sex after the first couple of weeks down to this, and had resolved to be patient with her until she became used to me and began to relax and enjoy it. On this night though, aroused by her naked body and my tongue loosened by drink, I brought up the subject of sex and made what I now know was the biggest mistake of my life. I blurted out that my biggest fantasy was for her to be fucked by a big, well- endowed man. I told her that the humiliation of having that happen turned me on enormously. On hearing this, she just smiled and took my cock in her hand, stroking it gently. "That doesn't surprise me Michael", she began. "After all, you are pretty useless in bed aren't you, with your miserable excuse for a prick? A twelve year old boy could satisfy me better than you." I was stung by her scornful words, but my cock twitched violently in her hand. "Boy, you really do get turned on by humiliation", she sniggered. "Maybe this is the right time for me to tell you what a perverted, inadequate little wimp you really are, with your tiny dick and your premature ejaculation problem." My cock jumped again. "I think you have the right idea", she continued. "Now is the right time for me to find another man, perhaps a big black stud with a ten inch cock. We could make you stand and watch while he fucks me senseless, and shows you up for what you are, a useless sissy boy not fit to lick my ass!" Although my cock was now throbbing visibly in my wife's little hand, at her derogatory words and the vision of what she was suggesting, I began to have doubts. I was shocked at this sudden change in her attitude, and the venom of her tone. If she really meant what she just said, her taking a big-cocked lover could mean losing her for good. I could not bear the thought of that, and tried to pass it off as a joke, saying these things were best kept as fantasies. "I don't agree", she snapped, coldly. "In fact, I am really warming to the idea. So much so, that I can tell you now that you will not get to fuck me again until another man has had me. I shall be on the lookout for a suitable lover starting tomorrow, You want humiliation Michael, well you are certainly going to get it!" With that, she let go of my erect cock, and turned over to go to sl**p. I spent a sl**pless night worrying about the future of my marriage. Jenny kept to her word. Whenever we went out over the next couple of weeks, she would spend her time looking round for suitable men to fuck her. She would taunt me with comments like "I bet he has a huge cock" or "I could imagine him between my thighs". All during this time she emphatically refused me any sexual contact, although she would parade around the house scantily-clad and make me sl**p naked in bed next to her every night. "Frustrating isn't it?" she asked one night, having just given me a deep kiss and pressed her soft, naked body up against me. "Maybe things will get better for you when I have found the right man to fuck me." "Can't we just forget all about this?" I pleaded. "Let's just get back to the way we were." "Oh no", she insisted. "You started all this, and I am going to finish it. A couple of the girls told me about a club called Soulmates, apparently it is a great place for picking up men, particularly black men. We are going there on Friday night". This club was the last place I wanted to go, because I knew it was a favourite haunt of a lot of the employees at the company I worked for. I certainly did not want any of them seeing my wife trying to pick up a man, it would be all over the company by Monday morning. However, Jenny insisted, and as usual got her way. When we entered the club, I looked around nervously, hoping I would not see anybody I recognised. Thankfully, there was not, so I got us a drink at the bar and we found a table. Jenny's eyes were everywhere, trying to search out a suitable stud, while I sat quietly feeling miserable and frustrated. Finally, Jenny poked me and asked if I knew who the beautiful big black man standing alone at the bar was. I turned to look, and froze. "No, no", I spluttered. "He would not be right. That's Earl, my assistant at work, the guy I share an office with." "On the contrary", she smiled. "I think he might be just right. Well don't just sit there, take me over and introduce me!" I pleaded and pleaded with Jenny that this was a terrible idea, and that I could finish up being the laughing stock of my company. She just grinned, saying it would all be part of the humiliation that I seemed to crave, and dragged me reluctantly towards the bar. As we reached it, Earl turned and recognised me. I have to admit that he is a good-looking guy, 6'5" tall, with wide shoulders and a huge chest, and at 22 the same age as my wife. He smiled warmly at Jenny, and took her hand as I introduced them. "Pleased to meet you Earl", my wife said sweetly, her eyes sparkling. "My, you are looking good tonight!" "You are looking pretty amazing yourself", he replied, taking in the huge amount of cleavage and thigh her tiny black dress was offering. Jenny invited Earl back to our table, and soon became involved in animated discussion with him, to the total exclusion of yours truly. I had hoped that they would not get on, but even at this early stage it was obvious there was a strong sexual attraction between them. After a while, Earl asked Jenny if she would like to dance, and she eagerly accepted. I watched them as, at first they danced a little way apart, and then close together when the slow dancing began. I got increasingly jealous as they got closer and closer, with my wife's arms d****d around his neck, and I felt physically sick as they began openly kissing on the dancefloor right in front of my gaze. I think I knew then what was coming next. Eventually they came back to the table, and Jenny announced that we were leaving. My arrogant assistant looked at me with a contemptuous smile, as my wife told me of her plans. "Earl is going to spend the night with us", she announced. "Or to be more accurate, with me. I have told him that you get off on humiliation, and that having your wife fucked in your own bed by a real man would have your minuscule dick standing to attention. I can assure you Michael that, from what I felt on the dancefloor, Earl is the real man I have been looking for!" "I have had no complaints", boasted the black man. "Don't worry Boss, I will see that your wife has the night of her life!" Jenny giggled as she and her soon to be new lover walked hand in hand ahead of me towards our car. I got in and drove, while Jenny and Earl got in the back. It was not long before I could hear passionate kissing from the pair of them, and then I heard the sound of a zip being pulled down. "My God Earl!" I heard Jenny gasp. "I knew it was big, but this is magnificent! Put your foot down Michael, I need this monster inside me soon! Would you like me to suck you a little bit Earl, to get you ready for me?" "I thought you said you didn't like sucking cock", I protested. "I meant your little boy's cock", she replied cruelly. "This is a real man's cock, it is meant to have a woman's lips stretched round it!" I looked in the mirror, and saw my wife's head disappear. The car was soon filled with the sound of my wife sucking her black stud like a cheap whore. This continued for the five minutes it took to reach our home. Once inside, Jenny dragged Earl upstairs to our bedroom, with me just behind. I went to enter the bedroom with them, but Jenny stopped me. "Oh no you don't", she said. "Earl and I want to be alone tonight to get to know each other. You go and sl**p in the spare room next door". With that, they went inside and closed the door. Hearing their laughter, I trotted off to the spare room, feeling like an outsider in my own home. As I got into bed, I realised how thin the walls were in our house. I could quite clearly hear the two of them laughing and giggling for several minutes. It then went quiet, and I realised they were now engaging in foreplay. I could not get the visions of his big black hands mauling my wife's big white tits, or his cock crammed into her pretty mouth. This was all my fault; it was what I said I wanted. When it came to it though, I just felt jealous and sick. I was hurting inside at my wife's willing, even eager betrayal of me, and though my throbbing cock betrayed my excitement, I was too upset to jerk myself off. Suddenly I was jolted by a loud female cry. I realised that this was Earl's first penetration of my wife's tight pussy, and my how she seemed to love it. Very soon I began to hear little gasps and cries coming from her, as her new lover began to move inside her. This made me feel even worse, as sex between Jenny and myself had always been quick and in silence. This however was anything but quick. For over half an hour it went on, with my wife's cries becoming louder and more urgent, as she begged him to make her come. He certainly did that. With a loud scream that must have woken the neighbours, my wife reached a powerful orgasm, shortly followed by a loud grunt from Earl as he emptied his load into her belly. It went a little quirt after that, though I could hear the mumbled sounds that lovers make as they come down from their sexual high. To my amazement the noises started again after a very short time, and I realised that they were fucking again. So much for my hope that Jenny would not enjoy sex with him! I must have got to sl**p eventually, because when I woke it was light. As I came to my senses, I heard the now familiar sounds of sexual ecstasy from my wife next door. They must have been fucking all night, and the best I had managed with Jenny was twice in a night. A short while after they had finished, I heard them leave the bedroom and go downstairs. When I followed, a minute or two later, they were at the front door. My wife was in her short, navy blue robe, kissing the fully dressed Earl with a passion she had never showed me. As she heard me, she turned and gave me a self-satisfied smile before returning to give her lover another open-mouthed kiss. I went to the kitchen to make some coffee, and after a couple of minutes, the door closed and Jenny sauntered into the kitchen. "Was that enough humiliation for you little dick?" she taunted. "Having to listen to another man giving your wife multiple orgasms when you have never given her even one? Or watching her kissing her lover goodbye, while she tells him he can fuck her anytime he wants? Tell me, how does it feel to be a cuckold?" I just hung my head and said nothing, as she laughed at me derisively. "Get on your knees Michael", she ordered, after she stopped laughing. "What are you talking about?" I snapped, feeling irritated. "Do you want me to pack my bags and walk out of here right now?" she replied sternly. "Oh no", I protested, changing my attitude completely. "I could not bear that, I love you so desperately!" I quickly knelt before her as I had been told. As I did so, Jenny lifted her robe up to her waist and parted her legs, revealing her puffy, cum-filled pussy and matted pubic hair. "You see Michael", she continued. "A man far superior to you has spent the night fucking your wife in a way you never could, and filling her willing pussy with his superior potent black cum. As a cuckold, your duty is to suck the cum out of your wife and get her pussy spotlessly clean, to acknowledge your inferior wimp cuckold status. Now I suggest you start licking and get used to the taste of my lover's' juice, because you are going to be swallowing a lot of it in the future"." I held the back of Jenny's thighs as I gingerly pushed my tongue into her sopping cunt. The smell was overpowering, and the taste of cum made me want to heave. I was not able to stop however, as my wife had put her hand on my head and started grinding her pussy into my mouth. "Don't waste any cumsucker", she laughed. "Earl spent a lot of effort putting it in there for you!" After that, the rest of the weekend was very quiet. We did not go out, and Jenny spent the whole time dressed in just one very short robe or another, showing plenty of flesh and making me very horny, particularly considering my recent enf***ed abstinence. I tried several times during the weekend to have sex with her, but she refused point blank, saying Earl's rigorous fucking had made her very sore. That did not stop her continuing to have us sl**ping naked together. Neither did it stop her giving me a big kiss last thing at night, forcing her tongue into my mouth and pressing her naked body hard against me until I was hard and throbbing, and then turning away from me with a cruel laugh. On Monday, things were fairly quiet between Earl and I at work, though he did keep giving me insolent "I have fucked your wife" grins throughout the morning. Early in the afternoon, the office door opened, and I turned to see Jenny standing there. She was wearing a tiny top with no bra, and her nipples were poking obscenely through the material. There was a gap between that and the very short skirt she was wearing, exposing her smooth white stomach. Her legs were bare, and she wore open-toed sandals that showed off her painted toenails. I had never seen her looking so sexy. Completely ignoring me, she ran over to Earl and gave him a big French kiss, which he returned with great enthusiasm. "You bastard!" she laughed, when they finally broke away. "After the fucking you gave me on Friday, I have spent the whole weekend just thinking about you and your monster black cock. I need it again badly, so I want you to come round tonight". She emphasised her need by lewdly running her hand up and down his crotch. "I'll be there baby", he assured her. "I've been thinking a lot about that tight white pussy of yours too!" "Good", Jenny responded. "Come back with him after work". Then she kissed him again warmly and left, without a single word to me. The whole afternoon was spent with Earl taunting me, telling me exactly what he was going to do to my wife in my bed. He even followed me when I went for a piss, taking out his huge cock to gleefully show me what my wife would be getting that night. The moment I saw it, I knew I would never be able to persuade my wife to dump him and make do with what I had to offer. When we arrived home, Jenny was barefoot, in a short, transparent black nightie she had obviously bought especially for the occasion. With eyes only for her black lover, she threw her arms round him and kissed him hard. When they broke off I went to kiss her myself, but her cold stare prevented that. She announced that dinner was ready, and invited Earl to sit and told me to get him a beer. "Thanks boss", he said, as I handed him the beer, managing to make "boss" sound like an insult. "You don't need to call him boss here" my wife chided him. "Hell, you are going to be fucking his wife later on, in his bed! He may be your boss at work, but when you are in this house you are master of it, and I am your woman exclusively. You know that when we get in that bedroom, I will do anything for you provided I end up with that black monster between my legs!" They both laughed uproariously at this, while I squirmed in my chair. Dinner was spent with me being ignored once again, as they touched, kissed and laughed together. They even did the washing up together, so they could carry on kissing and cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to one another. When they had finished, they returned to the lounge where I was sitting. "What do you think baby", Earl enquired. "Shall we make him watch?" "Better than that", responded Jenny. "We will have him help out. Come on wimp, it's fuck time." We all went straight up to the bedroom, and Earl and my wife began to undress one another. I too was told to strip and await instructions. Once we were all naked, Earl and my wife sat next to each other on the bed and began kissing. Jenny motioned me between her legs, so I could start getting her pussy nice and wet for her lover. It seemed a bit unnecessary to me, because she was already soaking wet from the anticipation of what she was going to get. After a few minutes, Jenny stopped me, and then shocked me with her next instruction. "Now take Earl's cock in your hand and suck him nice and hard for me. I want him stiff and wet so he can slide easily into my pussy." "You can't be serious", I pleaded. "You know I am not gay, I could never suck another man's cock." "Listen sissy boy", she hissed. "He is your superior, and is giving your wife the sex that you cannot. You will show him gratitude and respect in the appropriate way, or the two of us will beat the shit out of you! Now take his cock and kiss the head a few times before taking it in your mouth." Feeling disgusted and sick, I did as Jenny ordered. I kissed his cock at least a dozen times telling him on Jenny's orders that he had a magnificent stiff dick, and that I was glad my wife was to get the fucking she properly deserved. "It really stretches your lips doesn't it?" my wife taunted, as I struggled to suck on the thick black meat. "Imagine what that does to my pussy, it's no wonder he has me screaming with delight is it?" I continued to suck Earl for several minutes, having been told by my wife not to forget to pay attention to his big, hairy cum-filled balls. Eventually, both were satisfied, and Jenny lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. "Put him into me", she whispered, and I was f***ed to take his cock and slide it into the open pussy that had been denied to me for weeks. "Oh God," she gasped, looking into Earl's eyes. "It feels so fucking good having you filling me so full and stretching me so wide. I'm all yours baby, show him how a black stud fucks his married white slut, show him how he has lost his wife to a superior black lover!" All the familiar feelings of sickness and jealously rose up in me, as Earl started to move f***efully in and out of my wife's pussy. Soon she was gasping and pleading for more, as he brought out the sexual a****l in her, As the pleasure increased, she wrapped her gorgeous legs around his strong back, pushing against his thrusts and crying out. "Tell him Earl", she gasped. "Tell him how you have made a real woman of me with your manly black cock. Tell him you have made me your woman, and that he can't have me any more!" "That's right little dick", he confirmed, turning to me without breaking his stroke. "The best you can hope for is to jerk yourself off, imagining me in your bed up to my balls in your slut wife's black-loving pussy!" "Yeah, get used to it", my wife added breathlessly. "You are going to be a celibate cuckold, to a cock crazy black man's whore!" The two of them laughed at my shocked expression, as the enormity of their words hit me. I am sure that added to the power of the orgasm they both had shortly afterwards. It will come as no surprise to you that, after they had come down from their high, I was made to suck Earl's cum out of my well-fucked wife, and then lick her juices and his cum off his now flaccid cock while the two of them called me all the white, cum lapping cocksuckers under the sun. That done, I was sent to "my" room. As I was closing the door, I heard my wife ask Earl if he would fuck her in the ass, yet another thing that had been denied to me despite my regular pleading. Having got into bed, I was made to endure the sound of my wife squealing for a long time, as Earl rammed her virgin asshole. Shortly after it all went quiet, my door opened and Jenny entered. Without a word, she climbed on the bed, squatted over my face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Somewhere new for you to lick cum out of", she laughed, as I pushed my tongue into her slime-filled asshole. When she was satisfied that I had cleaned all of Earl's cum out of her, Jenny jumped off the bed and looked down at me. "Not bad", she grinned. "In one night we have turned you into a cocksucker and an asslicker! I wonder how much more humiliation you have to come." In the weeks to come, Earl was a regular visitor to our home. He had sole rights to my wife's pussy, and either I was made to watch and clean up after them, or listen from next door as they fucked the night away. When Earl was not around, Jenny cruelly continued her cock teasing of me, flaunting her body and telling me I could look to see what I was missing, but not touch. We continued to sl**p naked together, and she would drive me to a frenzy every night, getting me stiff but unsatisfied. "Am I getting you too excited?" she would taunt. "Well you had better go and dribble your weedy cum into the toilet, while you imagine your wife on her knees sucking on her black master's cock!" To my shame, I would do exactly that, with my wife's laughter ringing in my ears. A short while later, Jenny told me to book a two-week holiday at a secluded villa in Italy. Naively, I told her I could not get the time off. "Don't be silly", she scoffed. "It's for Earl and me, and you are paying. We have decided we want a whole two weeks together, just the two of us 24 hours a day." I dutifully booked the holiday, not believing how low I had let myself sink. On the day, the two of them were all packed and ready to go, when my wife gave me another surprise. Producing a cock cage, she told me I would have to wear it while she was away as she did not want me straying. "Besides", she added. "I like the idea of you sitting here at home totally frustrated with full balls, while I am out there doing everything I can to empty Earl's into my mouth, pussy and ass." So there I was, spending a very frustrating fortnight while my lovely wife was getting all the sex she could handle. It was a very long two weeks, I can tell you. Jenny finally got back very late on a Sunday night; in fact I was in bed. I heard her coming up the stairs, and it was obvious she was alone. She came into the bedroom sporting a deep tan, and a new short hairstyle. "Do you like it?" she asked, without any preamble. "Earl likes it better like this, and he's the boss isn't he? Look, I have a couple of other things to show you." As she removed her clothing the first thing I noticed was that her tan was all over. She had probably spent the whole two weeks naked lapping up the sun with her lover. She came closer, and I could see that her pussy was shaved bare, and she had what appeared to be writing above it. She reached the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled my face up close. The words read "Black cock only". "That's not all", she laughed, as she showed me her upper left arm. It was a tattoo of a heart, with the name "Earl" in fancy writing underneath. "Now I really feel that I belong to him", she explained. Especially now he has made me throw my wedding ring away." I looked at her left hand, and saw that she had indeed removed the evidence of our marriage. She slid into bed next to me, and put her hand on the cage. "How was it, wearing that for two weeks?" she asked. "Was it really frustrating, knowing your wife was getting banged several times a day, while you couldn't even come?" "It has been awful, and painful", I replied. "Would you please take it off?" "Of course", she replied, with an evil grin. "You must be dying to jerk yourself off!" I think it might be fun to leave it on for another couple of weeks. It will be much more frustrating for you now I am here to flaunt my sexy body in front of you." As she removed the cage, I begged my wife to let me have sex with her just this once, as my frustration was unbearable. She grabbed my head, and f***ed it down between her legs. "Read my pussy little dick", she laughed. "Black cock only. While you are down there, you can start lapping my pussy and give me a nice cum. I have missed your tongue for the last couple of weeks." As I lapped away with my frustrated cock rigid, Jenny made an announcement. "Earl and I have achieved your ultimate humiliation", she told me. "He has put a black baby in your wife's belly. Very soon everyone will know that I have been bred by a black man, and that you are my cuckold." I continued lapping at my wife's pussy, unsuccessfully trying to stop myself sobbing. "Oh let it out Michael", Jenny laughed. "You know how much pleasure I get out of seeing you cry!" I couldn't believe how the woman I loved so desperately could change so much, and in such a short time turn me into a snivelling, cuckold wimp. Michael", Jenny laughed. "You know how much pleasure I get out of seeing you cry!" I couldn't believe how the woman I loved so desperately could change so much, and in such a short time turn me into a snivelling, cuckold wimp.

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Wife cuckolds Husband. I'm an always horney man, constantly thinking of sex in some form. I wonder about the type of sex every woman, I see, enjoys. That prudish old bitch everyone knows, whose ass is so tight you could stick a lump of coal in it and get a diamond out. I even imagine her with a penis in her mouth or a tongue in her pussy. That hot little thing everyone is slobbering over. Is she a hot piece of ass? Or, is she a bland fuck that leaves you wanting and needing more? Sex is always on my mind. The imagination is great, sex with any female at any time. But, mostly, I want my wife. I want her in all ways at all times. I want to be a hundred years old and fucking her. That doesn't mean, I don't want to occasionally try life's buffet in my mind. I don't know what lead to what happened. All I know is I am in it and both hate and love it. My wife came home from work and was immediately frisky. Something she usually isn't being a working woman. While I wanted to quickly get into making love, she was in control. Keeping me going while holding me off, she removed her panties and pushed me to the floor. I knew what she wanted and it was unusual. Unusual, because she wasn't wasting any time and was f***eful about it. After pushing me down she grabbed my head in her hands. It wasn't soft and loving. It was a viselike grip. Leaving nothing to the imagination. My head was going where she put it. She pulled my mouth to her pussy and began moving her hips in circles. "Lick it!" She commanded. "Clean me out." She didn't have to order me like that. I love, licking, sucking and tonguing a pussy. Her pussy, especially. The taste was different. It wasn't her usual velvety smooth sweetness. There was a tangy coarseness intermingled in her flavor. "What is this, 'Lick It,' 'Clean Me Out,' shit?" I thought. Normally she doesn't orgasm from beginning oral sex. That is usually a start for her and her orgasms come during our lovemaking sessions. This time she built to a strong orgasm, pulling my head against her rotating pussy with so much f***e it hurt. As soon as her climax subsided she grabbed my head like a ball. Her fingernails digging in to my jaw and neck as she pulled me upward. "Fuck Me!" Again she was commanding. "Hurry up! I want your cock in me, now!" She began kissing me wildly, never letting go of my head. Through her kisses, she said, "Get your cock in your wife's pussy." I was at a fevered pitch and as quickly as I could, I obeyed. She was so wet and ready that my entry seemed to be at light speed. The heat of her engulfing my erection was pure heaven. "Oh, God, Yes! Now, Fuck Me, Hard! Drive it into me. Punish my pussy with your cock." "What the hell!?" I thought. "She doesn't talk like this!" Lust consumed me and I did as I was told. I repeatedly thrust into her as hard as I could. She was thrusting back, moaning, thrashing and gasping. I felt and heard her orgasm several times until she wrapped herself around me. She whispered in my ear. "Cum in me baby. Add your cum to your wife's pussy." "What!" I thought. "Add my cum." This sent my mind reeling but my balls were already tightening. "Yes, yes, yes. Cum in me baby. Give me your cum, too." I was cuming and it was so intense, I thought she was draining the life out of me. All the while, my mind was full of, 'add your cum,' and 'your cum too.' She was having one of the most intense orgasms I have ever seen her have. When we both came down from our mutual ecstasy, she did something different again. Usually she cups her pussy and hurries off to clean up. But, not this time. This time she quickly pulled her panties on. She caressed my face, kissed me and said. "Gotta do something. Be a dear and start the meat. I'll be right back." As she walked away, she said. "Think about how my pussy tasted." I was addled and before I could think, she was gone. "Son-of-a-bitch! What is going on?" I sat there for several minutes before I could think. Wanting to know what was going on, I began to let my mind wander. Okay, let's see, what just happened? She f***ed me to do oral. Not the usual slow urging of sensual lovemaking. She commanded that I fuck her and fuck her hard. Not the usual slow tender lovemaking. She didn't clean up. She always cleans up. Even if we're going to do it again, she cleans up each time. She took off to do something. What? What did she have to do? What? And, she told me to think about how her pussy tasted. Why? Wait a minute, it's tasted like that several times the past couple of months! Then it hit me. "CUM! That's cum, I tasted in her pussy. Oh Fuck! She's found another man!" It felt like my heart had been ripped out. Emptiness filled me and I began to cry. I was thinking she had just given me a 'goodbye fuck.' I stopped crying and sat there wondering what I had done wrong. Thinking, over and over, what I could have done better or different. Devastated by the thought of losing her. Time had stopped. "I'm back." Her cheerful happy voice rang out. "You still sitting there?" She walked over and kissed me. "My, my, you haven't even pulled your pants up." She kissed me again. "Super's going to be late, since you haven't moved." Off she went to the kitchen. "What the, am I going crazy? I shook my head to clear my thoughts and tried to stand. My legs trembled as slowly my strength returned. After getting my pants up, I went to the kitchen. "Where did you go?" "I just had to take care of something. Asparagus or Brussel Sprouts?" She quickly changed the subject and I knew that meant she wasn't going to talk about it. Everything was back to normal. She talked about her day and asked about mine as we both worked on the meal. We ate with our usual small talk of doing something together on the weekend. I knew something was still up, when she reached for the wine glasses and asked me to get a bottle. I got queasy again. She walked over and gave me a passionate kiss. "Let's go to the living room and have a drink. I have something to tell you." Taking my hand she said, "Bring the wine." As she led me to the living room. She opened, poured and handed me a glass. "Drink up." She said as she took a sip. I wanted to just down the bottle. "Did you like what happened earlier?" I didn't answer. "Well, did you?" "Yes." I said meekly. "I told you to think about something. Did you?" I swallowed and again meekly said, "Yes." "And?" She saw the questioning look on my face and continued. "What did it taste like?" I must have looked pitiful as I said, "It tasted like you've found another man." She poured more wine in our glasses and pushed mine toward my mouth. I downed half of it as she sipped hers. Smiling, she leaned forward and kissed me before continuing. "You are a cuckold. If you stay, you will stay as my cuckold." "Stay?" "Yes. You may stay or go. I've decided, I like having sex with other men occasionally. I've made my choice and now you have a choice to make. Stay as my cuckold or go and be my Ex." Tears were filling my eyes. "Y-you don't love me anymore?" She took the wine glass from my hand and put it on the table before taking my face in her hands and kissing me. "As hard as it is to believe, I Do Love You. I do not want to lose you. But, I am not giving up this sex I love and need." She paused, touching her forehead to mine. "You must choose: Stay and be my cuckold. Or, leave." I sat in silence. My mind locked up and I was unable to speak. She handed me my glass and I emptied it. Filling my glass again, she asked. "Do you know what a cuckold is?" "Not really. I'd guess it's a man whose wife fucks around." She sipped her wine and said. "That's basically right. By definition, 'it's a man who knows his wife has sex with others.' However, if you check its origin. It's a man who knows his wife has sex with others, while he does not." I was more confused. "Are you saying we can't have sex anymore?" "No. I'm saying we will have our marriage. Sex and all. Only, I will have sex with others, while you will not. You will be my cuckold." I went to the bathroom and almost couldn't relieve myself, for thinking about it. When I returned to the living room, I sighed and said. "OK. I love you and don't want to lose you. And, it seems I already am your cuckold." She smiled and downed an entire glass of wine before coming over and kissing me, passionately. "Oh God, you have no idea how much I hoped you would. Now, no more talk. And, tonight, when we go to bed. I want you to make wedding night love to me." She kissed me so passionately, I wanted to fuck her then and there. That night, we made, slow, sensual, passionate, caring love, all night. And I do mean, All Night. We both went to work the next day and it was all I could do to make it through the day. All I could think about was, why and how did she get this way. That night, I asked her and she told me how. But, she couldn't tell me why. "I don't know why! Really, I don't know. I gave in to the moment and had sex with a young man at work." She paused studying my face. "I knew, the instant I felt him cuming inside me, I wasn't going to stop." I wanted to know why she had sex with him, if as she said, "I Love You. And I enjoy our intimacy, immensely. You always satisfy me in bed." She couldn't tell me. All she knew was, once she did it, her mind said she wasn't stopping. She doesn't want our marriage to end. "You have to accept what I am. I'm not going to argue about, or discuss it." I learned it was this change in her that made her start swallowing my cum. That made her publicly sensuous with me. That brought our intimacy to a whole new level. She made my position perfectly clear, two weeks later. She went out to find a man, with me following and staying in the background. After three different places and drinking, she had a young man in tow. She could have came over and talked to me, but she called my cell to give instructions. I was to get a motel room, call her to let her know where and then wait in the room for them to show up. "Shit! It was bad enough watching my wife flirt with other men and letting herself be picked up. Is she really going to introduce me to him and make me watch?" YES! That is exactly what happened! But, I was tortured first. I sat alone in that motel room for two hours. While they drank, danced and had a good time. When they showed up, they had obviously been making out already. His shirt was unbuttoned as was my wife's blouse. And I saw her panties stuck in the top of her purse. She was wiggling against him and rubbing his chest as she said, "This is my husband." She didn't say my name. "Like I told you. He's going to watch." Then she put his hand inside her blouse and kissed him passionately. After the kiss, she whispered something in his ear that made him laugh. She came over and gave me a quick peck on the lips and said, "Now you find out what kind of cuckold you are, as you 'Watch' another man fuck your wife." She sashayed back to him and they began making out and undressing each other. My heart and stomach were doing somersaults in my chest. I wanted to run. I wanted to beat the dog shit out of him. I just sat there and did nothing. Held in place by something unknown within me. I grieved inside as I watched my wife drop to her knees and take another man in her mouth. At the same time, it excited me to watch her suck his cock. I knew the pleasure her mouth gave and I envied him. With her hands on his thighs, she pushed forward. Stopped by the resistance of his cockhead hitting her throat. Opening her mouth wider and pushing harder, her throat bulged as his cockhead slipped in. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her nose was against his stomach. Her lips were tightly moving on the base of his cock. And her chin was touching his balls. And I could hear her humming. She stayed like that and I was wondering how she could breath. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, she moved back. Did she breath? I couldn't tell. Instantly, she had him in her throat again. After several times, I noticed her throat was moving. Somehow she was massaging his cock with her throat. "Jesus, I've never felt her do that to me." I thought. His legs shook and he moaned. She pulled off of him and stroked him with her hand as she looked up and said, "Cum in my mouth, baby. Feed me your cum, so you can fuck me long and hard." She immediately deep-throated him again. "Oh My God! She just begged him to cum in her mouth. 'Feed me your cum,' she said." I cringed at hearing my wife ask another man to cum in her mouth before he fucked her. Within seconds, his face and body gave away the fact that he was cuming in my wife's mouth. And she was pulling hard on his cock with her lips, milking his cum out of him, as she moaned and repeatedly swallowed. She didn't miss a drop. When he stopped throbbing in her mouth, she milked him with her hand. Licking he end of his cock until no more cum appeared. "That was delicious." She said looking up at him. Then she looked at me and winked before laying on the bed. Sickened and unbelievably turned on, I couldn't move. I knew he wouldn't fuck her right away because he had softened. What he did next, surprised me. I didn't expect him to pay homage to her. He picked up her legs and began kissing her toes. He was kissing her feet as he caressed her legs. Oh, how many times I have done that myself. And now I'm watching another man do it. Slowly he kissed and caressed her legs until reaching her pussy. I expected to watch him eat my wife's pussy until she had a moaning orgasm. But, he didn't. He only licked and kissed her pussy for a minute or so before moving up and putting his cockhead between her swollen wet glistening lips. My wife quit playing with her tits and reached for his waist, saying, "Fuck Me Baby! Give me your cock, hard and deep." She was pulling him in as he pushed forward. As he gained full penetration, she yelled out, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!" He began full hard thrusts into her, driving her body up the bed. His ass flexed each time he thrust into her. Causing her to moan loudly each time. Within minutes she began having orgasms. Her body giving it away. Gasping breaths. Whimpering screams. Flushed face and chest. Three, four, five and then he changed positions. It began again. Again he changed positions. For over an hour, he brutally thrust his cock into my wife's pussy. Pounding away at her tender flesh as he drove her repeatedly to orgasmic ecstasy. Finally my wife moaned out, "Please cum! I can't take anymore!" He lay on top of her, put his arms behind her and gripped her shoulders, for the final assault. His ass came up until the head of his cock parted her swollen red lips. A split second of hesitation and he drove it home. Again and again, until it became a blur. Still I could see his entire cock going in and out. My wife started begging, between gasps and whimpering screams. "Oh God Please! Please cum! Oh God! Please cum! Please Cum!" Her body still betraying the fact that she was having orgasms through it all. With a final thrust that made my wife's scream echo in the room, he came. Shaking and grinding into her, he gave her what she wanted. When their breathing became normal, he lifted himself off of her. She pulled him up and greedily sucked his slimy soft cock. When she finished, he got of the bed and started getting dressed. My wife scooted to the edge of the bed in front of me and held her legs open, saying, "Before you go. Watch my husband lick your cum out of my pussy. Remember, I whispered, 'He'll eat my pussy, after you fuck me.'" I was in shock. I glanced at him. He was smiling, getting dressed and watching me. I looked at my wife, pleadingly. "C'mon, lick it up. Clean his cum out of my pussy." I went to my knees and began licking his bitter salty cum from her pussy. Her hands went to my head and I heard her moan as I got into it. As she had an orgasm, I heard the room door open and close. After her orgasm, I bathed her and took her home for an all night fuck session. I am not allowed to fuck her where she cuckolds me. We have to go home and she literally wants me to fuck her all night. I know she fucks other men. She always has me eat her pussy after she has. I only have to be there as she fucks someone, every few months. I'm beginning to get used to it. My marriage is fantastic. It's better than it's ever been. The only bad part is her fucking other men and my sessions watching. I have accepted the fact that, I am her Cuckold. And I will remain, "HER CUCKOLD."

Hotwife Guilt One of the many challenges for couples when adopting a cuckolding lifestyle is learning to manage various emotions which are intensified substantially by lifestyle experiences. Today’s topic is the burden of guilt needlessly carried by many wives - even those who are already well experienced in cuckolding their husband. Wives new to cuckolding would want to hide such a sight from their cuckold. Letting their husband witness the contented expression and the intimacy with which you cling to your lover will certainly cause very intense emotions for him, but they provide confirmation that his gift of sacrifice as your cuckold is well worth the effort. Wives new to cuckolding would want to hide such a sight from their cuckold. Letting their husband witness the contented expression and the intimacy with which you cling to your lover will certainly cause very intense emotions for him, but they provide confirmation that his gift of sacrifice as your cuckold is well worth the effort. Two-way Street: First wives must realize they’re not alone - either as wives experiencing this or as a spouse. Your husband can also experience extreme guilt for many of the same reasons; let this be common ground you share with each other rather than a reason to exclude each other emotionally. Common Sources: Each wife will experience guilt from a variety of sources and which of those is greater will vary for each woman depending on her situation, but common sources of guilt are: Religious conflicts Motherhood conflicts The taboo effect Religious Conflicts: This topic deserves its own article, but I’ll touch on some basics here. Many couples I’ve known or spoken to felt very conflicted about their desires for cuckolding vs their belief that it violates their religious beliefs. My challenge to that is two-fold. First, show me an evangelical who doesn’t already selectively adhere to the tenets of their faith and I’ll show you Jesus. Do you ‘obey’ your husband? Do you practice any form of birth control? Most likely no to the former and yes to the latter. These choices are simply more relevant in our times and in our culture, right? Much the same can be said of cuckolding. Follow the spirit of the law with regard to fidelity and your needs can coexist with your religion just fine. By this, I mean that the intent of a fidelity clause in marriage vows is all about context. When this journey is one that you take together, there is no violation of the vows of fidelity. Motherhood Conflicts: Most wives and mothers worry more about the welfare of their children with regard to enjoying a lifestyle where they are free to date than they worry about the religious implications. While this is understandable, it’s also overreacting. The bottom line is that k**s feel far more threatened by secrets and the appearance of a troubled marriage than they are by the exercise of choice and the expression of love that cuckolding is. The default position is to assume that the right thing to do is lie, lie, lie. “Mom is working late tonight” you tell them. Then one lie begets another to cover the first one. This is obviously not the best path for a f****y. Is it not also your responsibility as parents to teach them what a loving, caring relationship is like? Is there not benefit in them seeing for themselves that a trusting, loving marriage has options not available to others who don’t make the same effort? I’ve seen first-hand the emotional toll it can take on a c***d when they fear their parents might divorce when they see signs of deception and unexplained behaviors the parents don’t even realize they communicate. As with other aspects of parenting, present a united front and be honest with your k**s. This isn’t to say you need to be open to the point of being explicit, it simply means treating this as a natural part of life, not something you feel ashamed of. I’ve written about my first experience with a f****y in this way here (opens in new tab/window). I suggest couples with c***dren still at home read this as something to ponder as you talk about your lifestyle needs. Taboo Effect: This is one of the shared guilts between both husband and wife and can be summed as being guilt-ridden about enjoying something that goes against everything you were raised to believe and do. This ‘violation’ of those norms is what makes it taboo and what makes it so intense. The reality is that the reason you desire this, the reason it seems, at times, to be so right for you, despite how you were raised, is that how you were raised is in complete opposition to how we are wired as humans. Women were always intended to be very sexual creatures - this is why they were given much more sexual capacity than males - we’ve simply repressed that for a couple thousand years. servicing her stud As with most wives, this one was likely very self-conscious of how eagerly she responds to her lover’s wishes and was likely very reluctant to let her husband find out how submissive she feels when she’s with him. This emotion is easily understood by her husband because he feels that same sense of submissive anxiety from being painfully erect whenever he thinks of her relationship with him. The other side to the Taboo Effect is being ashamed of yourself for finding yourself so aroused by the involvement of your spouse. For the husbands, this guilt surfaces early on as they try to come to grips with the reality that the idea of you surrendering yourself sexually to another man is truly exciting for him - the opposite of how they were brought up to react to a ‘competing’ male. For wives it’s not only the guilt of realizing that having a lover is appealing and erotic, but also realizing that the potential for humbling the husband can also have erotic elements. This is often a larger component than the guilt associated their own enjoyment of such an experience - and is a complete waste of your energy. Your husband, as your cuckold, not only expects this humbling experience, but welcomes it as a means of expressing a sexually submissive role. It’s a challenge to accept this at face value for a new couple, but it’s true. Working Through It The first and foremost key to working through this guilt is managing it so it doesn’t manage you. You achieve this by accepting these feelings for what they are and understanding that though they are natural, they aren’t useful or productive. Your husband wants you to experience these pleasures both despite and because of the emotional conflicts they create. The simple fact that you have these reservations and fears is demonstration of your emotional commitment to your marriage and is an excellent indicator of your suitability for cuckolding as a couple. Delight In The Detail: aye aye, captainDon’t let your guilt prevent you from sharing in this erotic experience with you husband. As your cuckold, your husband absolutely needs to feel included. Feeling part of it is the main ingredient in what allows him to feel aroused by this more than he feels threatened by it. It’s important to understand that your cuckold doesn’t have to be there to see you ride your lover’s cock to feel included; cuddling with him and providing explicit details is both rewarding and healthy intimacy for you two to share, but it does require that you move beyond your feelings of guilt and self-consciousness as your husband had to do to simply share this idea with you to begin with. Because of guilt and perhaps a lack of experience communicating erotic situations, most wives are very reluctant to speak of their experiences outside the marriage in much detail with their husband. The wife’s instinct to protect her husband’s feelings, though understandable, is incorrect. Yes, you will feel guilty telling your husband that your lover has a longer, thicker cock and can reach quite a bit deeper inside you than he can, but, as you’ll see, your husband will always respond verrrry positively to such details - it’s not knowing that leads to deeper problems such as doubt and insecurity. It’s ok that you enjoy seeing him squirm a bit when you admit that you swallowed for your boyfriend knowing that such a pleasure isn’t something you provide for your husband - this is expected behavior in cuckolding. Bottom Line: The excitement, the humiliation, the guilt are all emotions you will both share in as a cuckold couple - share in them together and they are separate bonds of commonality that strengthen your marriage through cuckolding.

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The Science of Cuckoldry By sex therapist & relationships counselor Susan Gower After studying human sexuality for many years it has become inarguable to me that a cuckold relationship (in which the wife engages in sexual activity with a variety of men while her husband remains faithful) is most compatible with basic human evolutionary make up. It is straying from this evolutionarily grounded human bonding relationship that has produced such misunderstandings and conflict between the sexes. At the very base of this principle is the understanding of a woman’s psychological need for a variety of sex partner’s. Psychologically, women are hardwired differently than men. A woman has a dual sex drive. The first is centered on finding a mate for life to help support her and her offspring. This is why (and when) love is such an important part of a women’s sexual desire. The second is a desire to obtain a variety of the best genetic material to produce the best c***dren. This second desire begins to grow once a woman has found her life mate and grows stronger as time with him progresses. Eventually, this later and more powerful drive overpowers her sexual desire for her life mate. This is why a woman’s sexual desire for her husband diminishes over time. At the same time her sexual desire for other men is increasing. Often this desire for other men becomes so strong she cannot deny it. This does not make her immoral or mean that she no longer loves her husband. It is simply part of her genetic code. Physiological sexual differences between men and women also support the cuckold relationship as the ideal for marriage. It is well known that women don’t reach her sexual peak until they are in their thirties, while men peak by the time they are twenty. In a typical marriage, a wife is generally younger than her husband or the same age. As a result, a woman’s increasing sexual appetite, do to her biologically age based sex drive, gives her greater sexual needs than her husband. She needs more sexual encounters, longer sexual encounters and more orgasms than her spouse. Her older or same age husband, on the other hand, wants sex far less than his wife, oftentimes lasts only a few minutes before he reaches orgasm and then, no longer interested in sex, leaves his wife unsatisfied and frustrated. As a marriage continues this discrepancy in sexual needs increases dramatically, usually to the breaking point of a wife secretly finding a lover or lovers outside the marriage. Compounding this is that nature has not only given women a two prong and exponentially stronger sex drive than men, it has also given women the ability to experience a far greater quantity, intensity, and variety of sexual pleasure and orgasm than men. This is nature’s way of motivating a woman to seek out sexual activity considering the risk she bears in doing so. (Even though today’s contraceptives greatly reduce these risks, they do nothing to diminish the internal triggers that drive a woman’s need for a variety of sex and sex partners. If anything, this reduction of risk intensifies her drive to seek pleasure.) As a result, women can experience a wide range and intensity of sexual pleasure and diversity of orgasm. Besides the pleasure and orgasms derived from manual, oral and coital stimulation of a woman’s clitoris, all three of which feel distinctly different, a woman can reach a completely different sensation of pleasure and a completely different orgasm from the stimulation of her g-spot by a well endowed man. A woman can even reach orgasm by proper stimulation of her nipples if she has been brought to a state of intense clitoral arousal. Stimulation of her nipples and clitoris at the same time will give her a yet another unique intense orgasm. Her ultimate height of pleasure is found in oral or manual titillation of her clitoris while simultaneously having her g-spot stimulated. It is interesting that this is best accomplished by the use of multiple sexual partners, suggesting nature’s preference for male, female, male couplings. Finally, the crowning pinnacle of a woman’s sexual superiority is her ability to have a multiple orgasm and full body orgasmic experiences. Men, on the other hand, are far simpler sexually. Stimulate their glans (the little patch of skin at the front of the penis just below it’s head) and they ejaculate. Furthermore, men can get nearly the same level of satisfaction from masturbating as the do completing a sex act with a woman. For women, masturbation will give them only temporary relief. Women need to have sex with a partner to be fully satisfied, especially psychologically. The male also has a much simpler sex drive than a woman. He simply wants to mate with any female he finds desirable. The longer he is denied sex, the stronger his desire grows and the criterion by which he finds a woman desirable lowers. Since it is the woman who decides if he will be allowed to have sex with her or not, his desire for her sexually is also linked to the desire for her approval. As he becomes more interested in her the desire to please her as a way to get sex can become overwhelming for him. That is why you will often see men acting foolishly in front of females they desire, even though they have no chance to have sex with them. That is also why, once married, a man will begin to take his wife for granted; now that he has easy availability of sex from her, she becomes less desirable to him. One might think that this is a good argument for having an open marriage in which both a wife and her husband find sexual partners outside their marriage. Interviews with couples in open marriages have shown that these marriages almost always lead to a competition between the two spouses regarding who is having more sex with more partners. A wife will always win this competition because it is much easier for a woman to find sexual partners than it is for a man. The competition, however, can become nasty, ugly and often cruel. A wife will sometimes be drawn into the competition so deeply she will have sex with far more men than she wishes too, and her husband will have growing feelings of inadequacy, as he cannot keep up with his wife. This kind of competition almost always destroys a marriage. Furthermore, the idea of open marriage assumes the erroneous notion that men need a variety of sex partners. While all evidence indicates that a married woman both physiologically and psychologically does need a variety of sexual partners, a married man does not. The genetic code that drives a man is the thrill of pursuit, not the need for variety. Husbands in clinical studies who’s desire for their wives have waned and who’s interest have turned to other women have been completely turned around when their wives begin using arousal and denial techniques on them. These techniques instill uncertainty in the husband as to whether he will be allowed to complete a sex act with her or not. Time after time, in study after study, these husband’s desires have been focused back to their wives exclusively, losing all interest in other women. The wives in these studies were even able to vary their husband’s level of interest through increasing or decreasing their application of arousal and denial techniques. It was further found that when these same wives reverted back to traditional sexual practices with their husbands, their husbands began to loose interest again and began to again look at other women as possible sex partners. Interestingly, it was during the sexually repressive Victorian Era that an unusual mix of cuckoldry and the sexual arousal and denial of males was employed. It was believed at that time that many ills were caused by excessive male ejaculations. They believed that loss of sperm contributed to a whole host of maladies, from asthma to mental illness. As a result, chastity devices were often prescribed for men. This practice was so prevalent that over two hundred patents for male chastity devices were applied for during this era. Conversely, at this same time, it was believed that women suffered hysteria from lack of sexual release. Orgasmic therapy was prescribed for the treatment and prevention of female hysteria. Women would visit their doctor, or the doctor would come to a woman’s home to manually, or in secret, by more intimate means, deliver her orgasms. Most often it was married women who requested this therapy, often as much as three times a week. Some doctor’s journals noted that the demand became so great that they had to delegate these visits to their interns. A structured practice of female sexual satisfaction and male denial grew quickly. Women had a lot of leisure time and spread the word of the benefits of orgasmic therapy and spousal chastity through the popular women’s societies prevalent at the time. Since men could not be trusted to have self-discipline, their wives were usually given the keys to their chastity devices. A kind of secret society developed in which these wives called themselves Key Holders. Key holding wives would deny their husbands sex while they enjoyed the services of their physicians and their physician’s interns or secretly engaged in sex with other men. Within these women’s clubs women introduced other wives who were unsatisfied with their husbands, to recommend chastity for their husbands and treatment for hysteria for themselves. Doctor’s finding a man’s wife desirable would also prescribe the same in order to gain access to her. Some woman’s journals discovered from this time period tell of their exploits with doctors, interns and other available men. The jest of the mailman and milkman delivering more than mail and milk are very well rooted in fact. It is interesting that a whole society developed around wives having sex with other men while denying their husbands who had to remain faithful to them. It is not uncommon to find entries in a wife’s journal such as “I had a wondrous day today. After a most satisfying visit, for both myself and Doctor Elbridge’s young intern, I spent a delightfully entertaining evening raising my poor husband’s lustiness near to its pinnacle during this time that he must abstain from loosing semen. His antics were most amusing and raised my own lust. As always, he proved his devotion to me by pleasuring me in a most deliciously French way.( Mine will be the most scrumptiously naughty story of any lady tomorrow at tea) Another journal tells how excited one wife was that she had her husband doing housework, an unheard of practice at a time when male and female roles were so rigid, illustrating again how arousal and denial of sex can totally alter a man’s behavior. Other journal entries tell of the rise in attention from their husbands and the thrill of sneaking around behind their husband’s back and having sex while their husband was “locked in his cage.” While diagnosing the damage done to women by denying them the fulfillment of their sexual needs may have been falsely labeled hysteria, the doctors of Victorian times were startlingly near the mark. Victorian doctors had insightfully identified the need women had for sex with a variety of men. Unsurprisingly, since human societal structures were originally matriarchal, societies that still live today in ways closer to our original female and male roles do not suffer from the damages of psychological and physiological stress. These more basic societies, far from the modern world, are nearly always matriarchal. It is the women in these societies who control property, f****y affairs and sexual activity. These women will usually have multiple husbands and lovers. One or two of these men provide them with food, shelter and security, while the others provide them with sex. Male, female, male couplings are not only accepted, but quite normal. In some societies, certain “stud” males will exclusively service a wife, in others, wives will share, exchange and even trade stud males. Men in these societies are happy in their subordinate roles to women. While there are some incidents of jealousy, there is no v******e, crime, or sexual perversion. Men are focused on pleasing their wives instead of impressing other women in the group or competing with other men, except in the area of being good sex providers. Wives will keep this competition light and fun and ongoing. Men focused on this kind of competition do not compete with each other in other ways either, leading to much stronger male/male friendships and cooperation. An unlikely place further confirmation of the appropriateness of cuckolding in human bonding relationships was discovered in the findings of primate studies. In one study, researchers found two anatomical influencers of fidelity in primates. One was the physical size difference between the sexes. The other was the male’s ratio of penis size to body mass. It was found that in those species of primates where the female was considerably larger than the male, the female would have many sexual partners and bond with none. As female/male size became closer, the female would bond with one male. This male would remain faithful to her, but she would continue to have sex with non-bonded males. It was found that this was not reversed until the male became extremely larger than the female. The second influencer the researchers discovered was the ratio of penis size to body mass. In species where the difference in physical size between the sexes was slight, (as it is in humans) the penis to body size ratio increased female dominated sexual behavior. The smaller the penis to body size, the more bonded males were restricted to activity with only their mate while females would engage in sexual activity with a variety of non-bonded males. Within these groups, females would generally bond with males with smaller penises and engage in sexual activity with better-endowed, non-bonded males. The most common activity between females and their mates was grooming and eating, with the far greater amount of sexual activity occurring between mated females and males other than their mates. Neither mated nor non-mated females would engage in sexual activity with bonded males who were not their own mates. The most frequent sexual activity of bonded males was masturbation. This study particularly intrigued me because it’s findings correlated so closely with my own experiences. I have assisted many couples in beginning and maintaining cuckold relationships. Among my patients, husbands with smaller penises were not only more agreeable to being cuckolded, but would even sometimes suggest it. These very enlightened, lesser-endowed, husbands were keenly aware of their inability to satisfy their wives sexually. By accepting their wives engaging in sex with other men they were relieved of the pressure to perform. It makes sense that this behavior would be present in humans since humans are primates whose difference in size between the sexes is slight and men’s penises are very small when compared to their body mass. Also interesting is that women, like other primate females, will rarely engage in sex with married men. A husband’s wedding band makes for a fairly efficient chastity device.. A wife’s wedding band, however, does little and sometimes even encourages pursuit by men. This further illustrates that the innate human proclivity for cuckold relationships goes genetically even deeper. Our modern morals and the female/male roles imposed on us by society are not only aberrant behavior given our genetic make up, but psychologically unhealthy and morally unethical. It is unfair that a woman is f***ed to repress the powerful sex drives that are so genetically imbedded in her psyche. Most married woman simply can’t do it. It is uncountable today how many wives are having sex with other men behind their husband’s back because our society cannot accept a woman’s natural needs. At what point did we move from a matriarchal to a patriarchal society that perverted our male and female sexual roles? We have so inverted out ideas of human sexuality that we have come to believe that women have a lower sex drive than men when the reverse is true. We think that men should be free to have sex unbridled, when it is women who should be freed and men bridled. We have created a society in which women struggle with guilt and frustration over their natural sexual needs while men are obsessed with perverted sexual deviations from far too great an access to far to great a variety of sexual stimuli and freedom. Just as our modern lives preventing us from responding to our need to express our flight or fight response leads to stress, and our turning from whole foods to processed foods give us all sorts of physical ailments, our denial of our natural sexual programming leads to untold emotional and behavioral problems. It would startle the average person to learn how many divorces are caused by the inequity of a woman’s unfulfilled sexual needs. In an effort to protect the man from humiliation it is rarely mentioned in polite society that the reason for a couple’s divorce was because the wife was finding sexual satisfaction outside their marriage. If we could be open and honest about a women’s needs, and that it is not the fault of their husbands that they need to fulfill those needs outside their marriages, then maybe we could begin to embrace cuckoldry as a healthy societal norm and save far more marriages.. I have saved many marriages in my practice by gently introducing the idea and practice of cuckoldry to struggling couples. I have seen in my own female patients that once they start to engage in sex outside their marriage with the acceptance of their husbands and the security that their husbands will remain faithful, they become more centered, calm and confident. Similarly, once their husbands get past their jealous feelings and fear of inadequacy they become calmer and more mature, no longer engaging in c***dish behavior like nights out with the boys or an obsession with sports. They even loose their interest in pornography as their wives recounting of their extramarital exploits, or their participation in those exploits, becomes much more titillating to them than the artificial titillation of pornography. When my female clients add the uncertainty principle of arousal and denial to their cuckold marriage a woman can bring her husband back to the days when they were first dating. Husbands become more focused on their wives and no longer suffer the frustrating feelings caused by a desire for unattainable women Cuckold marriages can evolve into a great variety of preferences. In my own practice I have seen cuckold marriages that range from those in which cuckolding wives enjoy subjecting their husband’s to humiliation and punishment, to those in which wives will have sex with other men in front of her husband as a form of entertaining them, to just about everything in between. Most couples in my practice, however, have very loving marriages with playful arousal and denial that seem conventional in every way except that the wife dates while her husband remains faithfully hers. It is regretful that the cuckold relationships of Victorian times could not have evolved into an open way of life accepted by modern society. It is my hope that one day it will.

Types Of Cuckold & Defination What does it mean to be a cuckold? It actually means many different things to different cuckolds. But let's start at the beginning: The truth vs. the Truth. The Truth, or an absolute Truth, is actually unnamable, or rather it exists, but when you try to interpret it and put words to it, it becomes one of very many truths, as many truths as there are people. This, of course, applies to most of human experience, not just cuckoldry. There are certain Truths though that are still difficult to express without making up stories or making meaning. We can start with the most basic statement of fact, and then illustrate how many interpretations we can make up. (While these concepts could apply to same sex couples, two men, or even two women, this will focus on a man and a woman.) 1) Penetration has two halves: The Penetrator and the Penetrated. There exists a certain energetic dynamic between a man, whose cock penetrates and a woman whose pussy is penetrated. This energy dynamic is asymmetrical. 2) Size does make a difference in this energy dynamic. Both the size of the cock and the size of the pussy will influence the energy dynamic. 3) Duration, force, and cadence of penetration and thrusting have an impact on the quality and intensity of the energy dynamic. 4) The energy dynamic of penetration will differ with different combinations of cock and pussy. While much of this dynamic may be attributed to connection between partners that can be non-sexual (mind, spirit, heart, etc.), a certain portion of this dynamic is purely the physical combination of cock and pussy. 5) Love and sexual attraction are two real aspects of an energetic dynamic between two people. These are also some of the most unnamable real features of human existence. 6) It is possible to love without sexual attraction. It is possible to have sexual attraction without love. It is possible to have neither, it is possible to have both. 7) Therefore, it is possible to be completely in love with a partner, but lose sexual attraction. 8) This condition sometimes takes the form of a cuckold/hotwife pairing, where a man and woman are deeply devoted and in love, but sexual attraction diminishes or becomes limited (e.g. oral sex for woman only) This is where the factual statements begin to diverge and the definition of cuckold and hotwife and the relationship that may be formed takes many different forms. It is important to realize that the examples which follow are by no means an exhaustive list. It is also important to realize that none of these forms are more right or more wrong, but are merely the descriptive stories that people make up to describe their relationship that fits them.   The Clueless Cuckold A Cuckold with no idea. When you see him and his wife (or girlfriend, wife used for brevity), you wonder how he can be so clueless. He has a smoking hot babe of a wife. She is amazingly sexual. And yet he does not question the fact that their love life is bland, but that she seems so very satisfied all of the time. She is so obviously cheating on him, that even without any evidence, his friends give him the advice to check up on her. It just seems inconceivable that this relationship works. However there is not zero chemistry. She does love having her pussy licked, and she does not mind if he jerks off. It is so obvious, that often this type of cuckold does not stay clueless forever. He may become a different type of cuckold before too long. The Reluctant Cuckold This type of cuckold/hotwife arrangement is the gateway to consensual cuckoldry, yet is not quite there. It should be distinguished from the man who refuses to be a cuckold outright, because that either ends with a breakup, or a hotwife denying her needs, and is thus not a type of cuckold/hotwife relationship. A reluctant cuckold has not quite accepted that his wife has sex with other men, but does not want his relationship to end. He does not stop her from going out on dates or being with her lover when he is away, but he does not embrace it either. There is a strong tendency for the reluctant cuckold to be in denial of some of the basic facts listed above. He may remain in denial for some time. It may sort of "work" for some time. She is getting what she wants and he is turning a blind eye to it. This arrangement can come to a crisis where it will either end, or necessarily evolve into something else. Bargaining Cuckold With some acceptance that his wife has sex with other men, some cuckolds will put out a huge effort to measure up. They will try to improve their stamina, might try hardon pills, might try to learn some new moves. They will then ask their hotwives to give their approval, desperate for validation. This is where cuckolds often run up against a very hard Truth: The physical dimensions of her pussy and his cock do make a difference in their energy dynamic during penetration. She cannot ignore the difference that her lover's cock makes inside her pussy. While it is easy to make light of this Truth, with jokes about 'Size Doesn't Matter', the Truth is closer to 'Size DOES Matter', and there is no denying this, either by the cuckold or the hotwife. A bargaining cuckold, running up against a Truth he cannot overcome, will turn towards other means of improving the sexual energy dynamic between himself and his wife. Very commonly, he finds that giving her oral pleasure is still a way in which he can achieve this. She will often respond even more strongly to his tongue, for more than one reason. First, she often feels some guilt, so a chance to enjoy and validate her cuckold gives her relief. Secondly, a cuckold's performance with his tongue does not rely upon the size of his cock, thus cunnilingus can be his best bet to continue his sexual connection with his hotwife. The Accepting Cuckold - Hidden Hotwife Thus begins the more stable stages of cuckoldry. The Cuckold has accepted that his role in his Hotwive's sex life is not that of Penetrator, but that he has a valued position as Chief Pussy Licker. All of his demons have not been exercised, but this acceptance at this stage does provide some peace and some solid ground for the further acceptance that is to come. At this stage, the Hotwife conducts her other life in relative secret. Her dates are out in the open, and her Cuckold will get to watch or even participate in her preparations, but he is denied any direct knowledge of her activities. She has the freedom to explore for herself, to date around with various lovers, to find her own new normal sex life. She too has adjustments to make such as dating for sex, without the need to date for stability or being provided for. She has her loyal Cuckold at home for that. But a change is looming on the horizon. One day, she will reach a critical point with one of her lovers. It may take time, or it may be the first date. One day she will want to be fucked bareback and allow her lover to cum inside of her. When this happens another absolute Truth will come to pass: Her lover will biologically leave a physical trace of himself. Even if she cleans the outside of herself off, inside that physical Truth will remain for several days. And this trace is detectable. The Accepting Cuckold Challenged - Unseen but Detectable Bull Even a previously well-adjusted Accepting Cuckold will face a Truth that is undeniable that will challenge him in that deep way that only a Truth can. Even in the dark and blindfolded, on that day when a Hotwife returns from the date where the condoms were left off, and even with a careful cleanup, the change that took place will be deeply known to the Cuckold fulfilling his role with his Hotwife. Even with no visible trace of semen, there will be an absence of the taste and odor of latex. Even without obvious cream, her fluids will be altered. The longer that she is Penetrated and Inseminated by her Bull bareback, the more her normal pussy aroma will be persistently transformed. She will cease to smell and taste like she did when she only used latex. She will begin to carry the pheromones of not only herself, but those of her lover. Facing this, the Accepting, but Challenged Cuckold may falter in his devotion, however, nature provides a positive feedback loop at the crucial moment. As she takes in semen, her baseline turn on will rise. As the Cuckold detects and ingests her Bull's pheromones, his urge to please his Hotwife will increase dramatically. He will lick her more and try to make up for what he lacks. The Accepting/Reluctant Cuckold This mindfuck is a bit of Nature's mischief. This Cuckold finds himself trapped in a place that is a paradox. He is accepting that he is a Cuckold, that his Hotwife deserves to get penetrative satisfaction elsewhere. He accepts that his best bet for maintaining a sexual connection with the woman he loves is through giving her oral pleasure. He even finds great sexual satisfaction in doing so. But the trap he finds himself in is that while he does want to perform his duty and maintain his connection to her, that he cannot easily lick another man's cum. If his Hotwife also gets off from this dynamic, she and he will dance in a game of domination and submission. He wants to lick her, but he cannot submit on his own to licking her Bull's semen. Thus, she is forced to force him to do it. Only with this domination is he able to do what he truly wants to do. She forces his head down to her pussy. She grabs his hair. She verbally commands and may even verbally abuse him. It is necessary and at the same time a lively dance that is also unnecessary. It is one state that maybe so wrapped up in the story in his head, that it seems to be an absolute Truth, when it is only his current truth. This dynamic is often characterized by the paradox of the Cuckold's humiliation at the knowledge that he is tasting and smelling and feeling a superior man's cum, deposited at her urging, that requires the Hotwife to hhhhhhhhh him further by forcing him to dive in. In this case, the humiliation soon becomes the turn on for the Cuckold. Though he struggles with that knowledge and the inability to just admit it and release the humiliation, he stays trapped here because, for lack of a better term, it makes his dick hard. The Eager Cuckold Some Cuckolds, in contrast to the humiliation junkies, bypass feeling humiliation altogether or experience the sensation completely differently. They are not feeling shame, but are instead feeling the turn on in their freshly and well-fucked Hotwife as their own. The taste and odor of her Bull is more a confirmation of her infidelity that he interprets as good instead of bad. After all, the Humiliated Cuckold still feels pleasure, the Eager Cuckold, in contrast feels the pleasure but chooses not to feel shame. In any case, the Hotwife does not need to force the Eager Cuckold to do anything. He is eager to please her whenever she returns and he is eager to give her as many orgasms as she wants. This especially works well for the Hotwife who really gains no pleasure from domination, but even if she did, the Eager Cuckold would not mind being pushed under the covers or grabbed by the hair. It should be noted here that most, but not all, cuckolds do not want to be allowed to fuck their Hotwife. Most, but not all, would simply feel further inadequacy from that experience. However almost all cuckolds do want to achieve some form of release. This can vary quite a bit and whether orgasm is denied, allowed through self-stimulation, co-created with the hand, or given a blowjob by his Hotwife or even via Cuckold Penetration, there are no rules about what form of release (or denial of release) goes with which type of cuckold. Humiliated Cuckold Distinct from the Reluctant Cuckold, the Humiliated Cuckold has a relationship with his Hotwife that includes humiliating situations, that may be public and for the first time include her lover, though certainly not limited to those conditions. In fact, pages and pages could be written describing humiliation scenarios between Cuckolds, Hotwives and Bulls. A very common dynamic is the comparison between the Cuckold and the Bull that make it clear why the Hotwife chooses as she does. One common feature is that this teasing may upset the Cuckold, but ultimately this dynamic is satisfying, providing strong turn on for the Cuckold as he masturbates in the moment or later. A brief listing of examples: Talking about the Cuckold in public or talking about the Bull in public, being seen leaving the home with the Bull, outing the Cuckold publicly, making the Cuckold watch them have intercourse, making the Cuckold serve the lovers, making him sleep elsewhere besides the master bedroom. A whole list of humiliating fetishes could be described but far exceed the scope of this document. Some special examples will follow. The Voyeur Cuckold Whether a Reluctant or Humiliated Cuckold who is forced to watch, or an Eager Cuckold who desires to watch, the Voyeur Cuckold watches. The rules may vary. Some may be forbidden to masturbate, while others allowed. Some may be required to keep silent, while others may even have duties to take photos and video. One thing is for sure. Another Truth is revealed to the Cuckold. Seeing his Hotwife's pussy penetrated by her Bull is a kind of knowing that cannot be substituted and once seen, cannot be unseen. Depending upon where the Cuckold is on the Reluctance/Humiliation/Eagerness spectrum he is, watching his Hotwife will have a profound effect. One common feature is that wherever their head is on that story spectrum, their bodies will respond and most commonly, their smaller dicks will stiffen. After all, if porn is stimulating, live porn is more rare and more stimulating and live porn with your Hotwife as the porn star is by far the most stimulating. Seeing how their Hotwife responds to her Bull's expert cocksmanship, hearing her grunt and moan, watching his larger cock penetrate her and experiencing the energy between them firsthand, every Cuckold will attain new heights of titillation and acceptance. No longer will their egos be able to hide out in stories that "he cannot be THAT much better." The Sissy Cuckold The Sissy Cuckold has basically just taken all of the above and wrapped it up into full submission. As her man, he has submitted so fully to the desires of his Hotwife and her Bull, and has relished in licking cum, or even sucking cock, that the obvious next step is to take on the role of another woman in the arrangement. Licking pussy, lapping up cum, sucking cock, not using his dick for fucking, and eventually, taking on more feminine roles, appearance and demeanor are areas for greater pleasure. It is not much of a leap from there to wear women's clothing, makeup and offer up an asshole for an eager cock. As stated, this is not an exhaustive list, but it is clear, from what has been presented here, and by reading the many stories and captioned photos, and watching porn that the cuckold life is many-faceted and probably more diverse than is commonly presented.

Its A Beginning To Became Cuckold It all started at Lauren's sisters' house one weekend. We had been dating for over a year, and had pushed each other's fantasies into realities one after another. We had both come from failed marriages, which had become sexless and unfulfilling. When we met on the Internet, we finally felt we both had a huge amount in common. So, this night began with a load of alcohol, maybe too much. Her sister, Carolyn, I always thought was pretty hot and we knew she and her husband were into the swinging scene, amongst other things. Lauren and I eventually ended up in the basement, with a trunk full of bondage gear, naughty lingerie and loads of toys. I remember being on my back and Lauren riding my cock as she squatted over me in these crazy black shiny stiletto shoes, nipple clamps swinging. She'd come up over my face and ride my tongue and cum, and then go back and ride me some more. I remember looking over to the stairs and seeing Carolyn with a video camera running, taping our every move. I didn't stop, and Carolyn came over, closer and got some great close-ups of me fucking Lauren. Lauren got off and looked at Carolyn and showed her how large my cock was. I was in disbelief as Carolyn puts the camera down and comes over to start stroking and then sucking on my cock. I start running my hand up Carolyn's leg; she has some cotton shorts on and no panties and I find her shaved pussy wet and open. As I start fingering her, she starts sucking even harder on my cock as Lauren now licks and bites on my balls. The next thing I know Carolyn is riding me, and Lauren in back on my face, sitting hard down on my mouth, she is so wet I though she was pissing over me. I can't hold out any more and without warning I shoot my load into Carolyn's pussy, I just keep coming as she grips my cock with every muscle in her cunt. Lauren gets off and looks down at my limp and now cum soaked cock and then does something I will never forget. She takes my cock in her mouth and sucks me clean, my whole cock, deep down her throat as she laps and sucks every bit of Carolyn's juice off me. "Carolyn, you taste just like I do!" Lauren comments as she looks over to her sister, and it sinks in.... I just fucked two sisters and my girlfriend just sucked her sister's pussy juice off MY cock, and it was INCREDIBLE. Well, all's well that ends well, but the next day for me was not good. In the cold light of day and a hangover from hell, Lauren begins to question what we did the night before. I claim a lack of memory, I'm not going to ruin my experience, and I try to drop the topic. I hope it never comes up in a bad way, but I know Lauren is now pissed I fucked her sister, and even more that she feels humiliated she sucked me off after I'd fucked Carolyn. The next few weeks were very tense, there were certainly some bad feelings but we really wanted to work them out. Now back home in CA we were finally looking to moving in together and we really needed to get this episode buried. I told Lauren I'd do anything to please her, anything so we could finally put this behind us and move on. Lauren explained to me it was like her fucking my brother, while I watched. I hate my brother so I didn't see this as a viable option. However the idea of watching this wonderful and sexy girl being fucked started to have an arousing affect on me. She said she would make me watch her fuck someone of her choosing, and do to me what she had done, it was only fair that she is able to do what I did. So, I agreed. Over the next few weeks Lauren began looking for the right opportunity, and we agreed that once I had paid my "penance" then all would be behind us, we'd be even and we could move on. My penance came in two parts, and I was to pay a penalty. Lauren was a dental hygienist and her boss had always had a thing for her. Every last Thursday of the month he joked with her she could double her monthly bonus if he could have sex with her. Well, Dr. Mike got the shock of his life when she said, "Yes!!" one Thursday afternoon after the office had closed for the weekend. My phone had a text message. "It starts today." That's all it said, and I spent the whole afternoon wondering if this was really the day. That night at around 6pm that night I walked in from work and Lauren was waiting for me. She was still in her dental hygiene uniform, and she was also wearing a really naughty smile. I knew something was up, "Get undressed, and come back in here to the living room and lay on the floor, QUICKLY!" I was on the floor naked in 30 seconds, my dick already in the air thinking, "I'm going to get laid!" Lauren took down her blue work pants and I looked up at her white cotton panties. They were damp in the crotch but didn't catch on. As she knelt down straddling my face, facing my feet I could look up and see she really was wet, and Lauren began stroking my hard cock, sucking on the head and driving me crazy. "I want you to smell me," and without any warning my face was covered in the wet warm soft cotton of her panties. It hit me that she smelt ... sexed up – I know how she smells after I have fucked her because she's made me lick her out after I have come inside her. This was just the same, the same sort of odor, and I know I hadn't fucked her for a day or so. "Mike fucked me, and I want you to lick me out honey, I want you to clean me out until I'm all fresh again" With that my cock almost exploded, I was pinned down and Lauren reached back and pulled aside the gusset of her panties and Mike's cum poured out into my mouth and over my face. There was just so much I couldn't believe it. "I've been sitting here with my legs in the air for nearly an hour feeling all that cum inside me honey, just waiting for you. I thought you'd enjoy eating me out. Do you know Mike has huge balls, I mean HUGE. They have to be the size of large chicken eggs; his ball sack was huge. You know, I could barely get one of his balls in my mouth; do you know how large that is honey?" I cold barely muffle anything as I lapped and tried to swallow a cup of cum. Lauren's cunt looked stretched when she eased herself off my face, but she simply lowered herself again and even more pungent salty cum spewed out as she contracted her muscles one more time. One thing I was discovering was that Mike produces a huge load, and Lauren was full of the stuff. "Lick up cum slut, and maybe I'll let you cum!" After Lauren came on my face she jumped up and looked down at me, "You like that didn't you? You liked me being all fucked up. This is more fun than I thought it would be." We both looked at my raging hard on and we didn't say any more. I followed Lauren into the bedroom, where she took a wooden spoon and went about one of her favorite torments, spanking my balls while jerking me off. As I lay there on the bed she slipped off her panties and handed them to me. "GO ahead, sniff them, and inhale the sex on them, DO IT NOW!" I lay there, wincing with jolts of pain and pleasure as I she spanks my balls and then strokes and sucks me, then spanks me some more. As I inhale the strong smell of Mikes cum, it's not long until I cum all over Lauren's face, and she's not impressed. "You naughty boy, you will have to show more control on Sunday." I dare not ask. I know better... SUNDAY "Honey, I need you to go and shave your balls, would you do that for me please?" I've done this before, but this time I've been specifically asked, and I know this is the final day Lauren has planned for me. While I'm in the shower I carefully shave my ball sack, still sore from Thursday night's spankathon. When you are done, I want you to come into the bedroom. After I dry off I go into the bedroom, she's dressed really nice, a shorter than normal skirt, sexy shoes, looks like we are going out on a date, she looks HOT!! "OK, you have been to the bathroom, right?" I nod, and say "Yes, why?" "Well, you might not be able to go for a while, so I just wanted to check. Now come over here, onto the bed and kneel over." As I kneel on the edge of the bed I look behind. Lauren is holding a large pink flesh butt plug, and in the other hand her bottle of 'Wet' lubricant. "Now you know you always tell me, RELAX, well, and I want you to do just that, relax baby, this only hurts you as much as it hurts me." I feel the cold gel on my sphincter and clench hard as I feel the intrusion of the tip of the cold plug. I can sense Lauren twisting the end around, slowly easing the tip in. "Push out, try to push it out honey, it'll help, see?" I try to push gently, and I feel the plug slowly enter me more, Lauren is expertly stretching me but I still feel the pain of the intrusion as its diameter increases with every nudge. "Nearly there now, push again and relax, push, relax, there... there you go" I feel an overwhelming desire to shit as the plug gets pulled into my anus by the tightness of my sphincter over the inner end of the plug. Then it begins to buzz, very gently, very quietly. It tingles somewhere deep inside and my dick twitches and my balls are tight against me. "There, that wasn't so bad was it, and that fells good doesn't it? I like the buzz too, but I think you might like it more. Now, put your hands behind your back. There, what a good boy." I feel the familiar cold steel of out cuffs, our first bondage toy. My hands are clasped behind my back and Lauren eases me off the bed. Holding my hands in one of her hands, she then jerks my cock a couple of times, keeping it hard. I look down at the corded remote; it's attached to the plug buzzing in my ass! Now kneeling in front of me, Lauren takes her thumb and forefinger and encircles my scrotum, gently pulling down my testicles, easing them into the lower part of my scrotum. I know what's coming next; it's another one of her favorite things. She squeezes off my balls between her thumb and forefinger above my balls then she takes a length of string and then begins tying it around the top of my ball sack, around and around. She keeps looking up, and smiling in that really naughty evil way I saw on Thursday night. Finally Lauren ties off the knot and with the end of the string tugs me gently towards the built-in closet. She opens the mirrored sliding door and behind the door is a chair. Taking the end of the string and placing it through one of the slats in the chair she tells me to sit down. "Gently, you don't want to hurt yourself, that plug's still in there don't forget." As I lower myself onto the chair Lauren pulls the string until my scrotum is snugly tied down against the cool wooden seat, the buzzing plug in my ass is even deeper now and I feel it buzzing deep up inside me, my weight pushing it deeper. My arms are now behind the chair. She ties the end of the string to my ankle under the chair, I'm not going anywhere without yanking my balls off. "This is fun, don't you think? Oh sweetie, I think somehow you are going to enjoy your day today as much as I am. Mike will be here in around 20 minutes, so I'm going to put on a show for you. You must sit very still, not say a word, do not make a noise. You can watch me fuck Dr. Mike's cock. But first, I must make sure you stay nice and quiet. So, I'm going to put these in your mouth" I look down and it's the soiled pair of panties from Thursday. I can't believe she still hasn't washed them. "Open" she says, commandingly. "Come on, they are all dried out, how about ......" Then I realize that maybe not the smartest thing to say.... "Yes, I know what you were going to say, make them wetter?" Lauren says, smiling. How about piss soaked? You little pervert, you'd like that wouldn't you? I'll be back in a second, let me go and get a Tupperware bowl. I didn't even have a chance to reply, but piss games is something we have both enjoyed. I have spent a whole weekend being her piss slave, it turns us both on very much. There's a story for another time! Moments later Lauren returns, hikes up her skirt and the first them I notice is no panties. She has also totally shaved her pussy. Damn, she has never done that until today. She always leaves a little landing patch. Squatting over the bowl, a steady stream of hot piss begins to flow, half filling the bowl. As soon as she finishes, she wipes her wet pussy lips with her hand and then wipes them clean by running them under my nose and over my face. Taking the stained panties, she drops them into the light yellow piss and the immediately become soaked in the hot liquid. "Mmmmm, you like the taste of my piss, now you have cum and piss" After she lightly wrings out the cotton I willingly open my mouth and taste the bitter sweetness of her piss. As the ends are poked into the corners of my mouth, the piss begins to ooze from the cotton, wetting the inside of my otherwise drying mouth. I know I can withstand the torment I'm about to endure with this in my mouth. But then, one last touch. "Honey, I have to get ready now, so stay still, keep quiet and here's something I made for you yesterday. I came in them several times yesterday, they are especially sticky and pungent, and I hope they constantly remind you of me as you watch." Out of a small plastic bag Lauren removes another pair of panties, black and also cotton. As she unfolds them, she looks for the stained crotch, it's thick in her fluid, a whitish yellow, and still sticky. Taking the whole panty she pulls them over my face, like a gas mask, the pungent crotch positioned right over my nose. As I can't breathe through my mouth, every breath is Lauren, her scent, her perfume. I'm almost in a trance as my cock again stiffens and my head spins as I inhale deeply. Lauren closes the sliding door, and to my amazement I can see through the mirrored door, right into the bedroom. It's a one-way mirror! I have the perfect view, and now sit back and wait. Lauren waves and smiles and goes to the dressing table to finish applying her lipstick and eyeliner. I can see the clock on the bedside table; it's 12:51pm, and Mike's going to be here in less than 10 minutes. The clock reads 1:04PM. There's a knock at the door, and Lauren excitedly runs to open the door and welcome Mike in. For the next half an hour all I can hear are their voices in the living room, I strain to hear but all I catch is Lauren's laughter every once in a while and the sound of Mike's voice. I wonder how long I'm going to be stuck here. My cock is now soft, my balls really aching from their bondage; even my ankle is going numb. The plug in my ass still quietly buzzes away, but with little effect. Then, the voices get louder and before I know it, there they are, standing in the room together. My heart is beating out of my chest as I can see my Dentist standing there looking at me. After a few seconds I realize he's admiring himself, and also catching an eyeful of Lauren's butt cheeks and she turns to take off her blouse. Lauren then turns back, kneels in front of Mike and looks up. He's looking down and smiles, "You missed it, didn't you?" Without replying, Lauren smiles and begins to unzip Mike's pants. She looks over to winks, smiles and me. Undoing the top button, she tugs down his pants and Mikes cock stands out, not totally erect yet, but it's certainly heading that way. Pulling down his boxers, Lauren then holds Mike's cock in her tiny hand and takes the huge head into her mouth, gently teasing and sucking on just the head. She can barely fit it in her mouth, but its Mike's balls that are hanging there that were even bigger than I have ever seen. Lauren takes her other hand and holds them; she can barely keep both of the heavy balls in the palm of her hand. Holding Mikes erect cock now in one hand, she attempts to suck on these huge balls, licking his shaved scrotum, Mike's hand now caressing her hair and encouraging her to suck and lick him. "That's it, suck me baby, and suck my cock, lick my balls". I look down, my cock is weeping cum from the throbbing head of my cock, and the plug in my ass now feels tighter as my arousal now increases. Mike's now naked and he's lying on the bed, his feet facing the closet. First Lauren blocks my view as she begins to again suck him off, I can see his cock head over her shoulder as she goes down on his balls and then it disappears again as she sucks on the head of his cock again. Laurens incredible ass is facing me, and I can't help but see how wet she is, her juices stringy and dribbling from her pussy lips. Then, realizing I'm missing out on some of the goings on, she jumps up on the bed, and hikes up her skirt. Mike reaches over and runs his finger through Lauren's pussy lips; smearing the slimy wet cunt juice as she purrs with increased desire. "You shaved for me, here, let me lick you. I love that." Lauren turns and sits astride Mikes face and lowers herself into the classic 69. I look at her face, her head back, and her mouth slightly open, and her eyes rolled back as Mikes tongue sends waves of pleasure through my girl. I have the perfect view as she starts sucking on Mikes cock, massaging his balls and jerking and stroking on his shaft. It has to be 9-10 inches long, and Lauren can hardly get her hand around just half of the girth. In just a few minutes it's clear to me that Lauren can now take more of Mike's cock, maybe 3 or 4 inches, she is gagging on it on every down stroke, her face is red and she is really enjoying it. I can hear Mike lapping at her sweet pussy, I envy him right now because she truly has a tasty cunt, her lips are perfect, and her clit is so sensitive, she comes so hard when you lick and suck gently on it. "I want you to fuck me Mike, hang on," she says and jumps off, turning around and climbing back on. Again she looks back and smiles, she knows I can see her and her ass in the air, open and wet, pink and perfect. She takes her hand between her legs and grabs Mike's huge cock. Then she begins to rub the head through her wet lips, riding it up and down, slowly pushing the huge tip in and out of her tight hole. I'm thinking this has got to hurt; this guys cock is the size of my wrist! As I watch they get into a rhythm, gently rocking back and forth, each stroke easing a little more inside. I can clearly hear Lauren's breathing change, much deeper now as she concentrates on relaxing and allowing her cunt take his cock. As she comes back up I can see how wet she is, the shine on the shaft shows me how much she is taking. There's no way she'll take it all, there's over 6 inches still left. It's not long before I hear the beginnings of her first orgasm, she begins to whimper and pant, and she speeds up slightly. Then she screams as she sits back and pushes a few more inches into herself and she comes really hard. My God, there has to be all but an inch of his cock in her, and she just lies there. I can see her little asshole contracting as her orgasm ripples through her body. "Don't stop" Mike insists, and pulls Laurens silk top over her shoulders, revealing her breasts. "Ride me like you did the other day, OK?" Holding her breasts in his hands, with Lauren still leaning over Mike, she begins to pump his cock up and down. His shaft is wet and shiny as she moves up and down; she's taking it all and groaning with every thrust now and sliding up and down the entire length of his cock. It's truly amazing, and I know I'll never be able to compete with this again. Lauren keeps riding him until her legs can't take it any more, and then she rolls off. Immediately she sucks his cock again, and Mike is just panting he's close to coming. "Let me fuck you doggie Lauren, OK?" "Slow, just take it slow." Mike steps off the bed and walks almost up to the glass door, he admires his cock (and I would too) and turns. There's Lauren, he lovely ass in the air and her gaping pussy open and ready for him. He places his hand on her left ass cheek and with his other hand feeds the head back into her hole. Slowly he pumps her, fucks her, and feeds her his cock again. She moves slowly back and forth, adjusting to his thrusts and within no time he's back to fully penetrating her. I can just see from my angle Lauren is now taking the entire length, and Mike begins to speed up. "Slower, please, it's too big........." Mike is too close, he doesn't hear, and begins to pound harder and harder. Lauren lowers her head and begins moaning, deeper and deeper, breathing faster and faster and she begins coming again, harder now that she's ever come before. As she begins to give that unmistakable moaning scream of her orgasm Mike too begins to cum in her. "I'm coming, .... I'm coming...." He pumps and thrusts maybe 20 or 30 times into her as he continues to empty his balls into her cunt. And then, finally he slows and stops. He leans over and whispers "Are you OK?" "Wow, Mike. Yeah, I'm OK, I'm more than OK. That was... incredible." I watch now as he pulls out his cock, like a long fat snake as it plops out. Immediately following I see his cum run out, I really mean run out, down Lauren's leg and over the sheet. She reaches again between her legs and puts her fingers into her pussy, feeling the cum as it dribbles down her hand. She covers her hole as if to save it, and winks over at me. Unceremoniously Mike then gets up, and grabs his clothes. "I'll see you in the office on Monday? You know I gotta run, don't spend all that money at once, OK?" "See you Monday, take care." A few moments later the front door closes and we're alone again. "Are you still OK in there?" Lauren jokes, and I can only attempt a muffled "Yes." Opening the closet door, Lauren looks down and smiles. "Don't ever fuck my sister again, or Mike will just be over any time I want. Do we have a deal?" I nod, and sign with relief as Lauren unties my ankle. Tugging the soiled panties from my mouth and from over my head she pulls me over to the bed and lays back down. "Now, just one thing left honey, clean me up, and I'm all yours." As she tugs on my balls I lay face down over her wet shiny and gaping cunt and start lapping away at the thick cum still oozing out. As Lauren leans back to begin another orgasm, she turns the butt plug still in my ass up to high. "Don't cum, not yet." After cleaning out her wet pussy, including all that ran down over her asshole, I suck and lick and suck and Lauren finally comes one more time. My balls are aching, my cock is ready to explode, and Lauren knows it. "OK, here, let me do this. See if this helps." With that she undoes the string from my poor aching balls and she holds them in her hand. I feel totally inadequate as I see she has no trouble holding my marble sized balls in her hand. "You want to fuck me now?" "Yes," I exclaim, and enter Lauren as she lies on her back on the bed. The feeling of inadequacy is now even more increased as I can barely feel Laurens usually tight pussy. I thrust and thrust as she lies there, pumping her for all my worth. All I can feel is her heat and how wet she feels, my balls slapping up against her ass. "Maybe this will be better for you; this is always yours....." I withdraw and look down. With Lauren pulling her legs over her shoulders and opening her legs even more she pulls me to the opening of her ass. "This is yours. It'll always be for you honey," She says. With a couple of gentle pushes my cock head slides into her rosebud asshole, helped by my own leftover saliva and probably another helping of Mikes cum. I look down as Lauren slowly massages her gaping pussy, her clit still swollen. I can see right inside, there's still cum dripping out and it's only seconds before I unload my cum into her ass. "Maybe I should make you lick that out too!" I never saw Lauren's sister again, but Lauren did see Mike on occasion, we even made a good down payment on a house. It was the beginning of a different side of our relationship, and I'll never forget how much I really enjoyed both of those weekends. There's something about looking at your girls pussy full of someone else's cum.

Cleaning Cream pie is a reward for a cuckold... i think its a honor for a cuck hubby to clean creampie from his wife's filled pussy...mmmm I love that !!!

PERFECT CUCKOLD HUSBAND Want to make your wife the happiest woman in the world? Do you love her like a good husband should? Well, good is not enough! Try being the Perfect Husband to her, and who knows, maybe she'll take you to heaven with her... Rule 1: Love the taste of cum: Start off my eating your own cum a little at a time; taste your pre-cum. Think about eating your cum while you masturbate if you chicken out after you cum don’t worry I did the same thing for years. Save a load of cum from a previous jack-off section and when you are good and horny eat it while you masturbate. To be a good Husband you must be able to eat cum. A woman loves to see a man eat his cum. Rule 2: Let your wife fuck and suck anybody she wants to, as long as she brings her cum filled ass and cunt home to you so you can lick and suck it out of her pussy and asshole. The real winner here is you; look at it this way, your wife is getting a lot of different pointers on how each man wants his cock sucked and fucked. She will learn different ways to make you cum, she will always be horny and she will always bring you a load of cum home to eat. Rule 3: Suck a cock for your women; if she brings a friend over to fuck, suck his cock for her, get him hard for her pussy. She will love this and a lot of times she will suck cock with you, if the cock explodes cum share the cum back in forth with her. When she knows that you love to suck cum out of a cock and love the taste of the cum. She will also love to taste cum and she will always be sucking on your cock. Rule 4: Fuck a cock for your wife. Always remember if your wife is happy you will be happy. If she wants to see you get fucked in the ass she will have to train you to take a cock up the ass. Let her start off by inserting her fingers in your ass while she sucks your cock. Here we go again the winner of this one is you. I bet you cum before she gets three fingers in your ass. It will hurt a little to start but then it feels so damn good. Just keep working at it and in a couple months you will be fucking dildos, butt-plugs, cucumbers, and any thing else your wife wants to fuck you with. But you will always remember your first big live cock fucking your ass and shooting a big load of cum up your ass. If you fuck the cock real good I bet your wife will lick the cum out of your asshole and share it with you. Rule 5: Jack-off for your wife whenever she wants you too. After your wife sees that you love her she will start asking you to masturbate in front of her. She may want you to stick a dildo up your ass and fuck your self or she may want you to jerk-off in front of her friends. What ever it is she wants you to do, do it, you will reap the rewards. Sooner or later she will let you fuck and suck her friends. And When you are done jacking-off rub the cum around on your mouth and swallow it. This will turn her friends on and your wife may let you eat their cunts out. Rule 6: Always always keep your cock and balls shaved clean, a lot of times women like to see a bald cock it reminds them of the ones they sucked back in grammar school and a women loves to suck on smooth balls. It is also a lot easier to put a cock ring on and to tie your balls up, your not having your pubic hair jerked out. Also your cock looks a lot bigger and women like bigger cocks. Rule 7: Obey your wife. Let her take charge after all she is the one with the pussy. Do anything she asks and you will be a happy man. You will have a very good life and you will be able to cum everyday two or three times. Rule 8: Bring your friends home so your wife can fuck and suck them in front of you. This will make her feel like a lady some women get flowers your wife gets a young hard cock to play with. You win again; roses are sixty-five dollars a dozen a friend is going to fuck your wife for free. It will also make you real horny watching your wife fuck and suck. Help her out if she ask, suck her clit while she is getting fucked in the ass. Or stick your tongue up her asshole while she is being fucked in the cunt. Rule 9: Massage your wife’s aching muscles after she has been out all night fucking and sucking, rub her back and feet. Fell privileged she is bringing you home a crème-pie to eat, suck on her panties make her feel like a princess. Rule 10: Love her with all your heart and after 10 or 15 years you will still be married and you will still be having fun fucking and sucking. And eating the cum out of all kinds of pussies. Most men will not eat a crème filled pussy. I will and if you are smart you will to. Follow these Rules right here and make your wife happy!

When the Cuckold Is Not Into Humiliation By Ms Dusty of Cuckold Fantasies Not all cuckolds have a strong desire to be humiliated. It seems the majority of people believe that if the husband is a cuckold in his relationship, he must have a small penis, or some other physical or sexual inadequacy, making it necessary for the wife to sl**p with other men to get satisfied. However, this is not always the case: not all cuckolds have a desire to be humiliated. Let's look at some reasons why. The Cuckold Voyeur In some instances, the cuckold husband has a strong desire to live out his voyeuristic fantasies. This is especially true of husbands who are proud of their wives. The husband wants to show her off. Coincidently, the cuckold wants to actually watch another man enjoy his sexy wife. This can be very erotic for everyone involved, especially if she is proud of her body and wants to show if off as well. Again, this has little to do with humiliating the cuckold. Rather, he lives out his fantasy of "watching." It is very rewarding to the cuckold to share something so erotic with the woman he loves. The Generous Cuckold Husband Some men get really turned on bragging to their buddies about how hot their wife is. In fact, this is extremely common. Plenty of men love to boast about the hot piece of ass they get to "experience" whenever the mood strikes them. When this type of man gets into cuckolding, he approaches it out of the desire to give his buddy a gift (his wife). He would like his friend to experience the same pleasure he receives from his wife. What better gift to give your buddy? As you can imagine, this kind of sex has little to do with humiliating the cuckold. It's about sharing the wealth, or in this case, the wife. Cuckold Husbands and their "Slut Wives" Sometimes the cuckold has strong desires for his wife to be a prostitute, or slut wife. This could be more related to humiliating the slut wife, instead of humiliating the cuckold. He wants to basically act as her pimp. In this case, he may not even want to watch it. He may have a fantasy of his wife essentially acting as a prostitute with several men. He may just get off on listening to his slut wife as she relays all the erotic details to him after the fact. The Giving Cuckold Husband Another aspect of a cuckolded husband could be that he just wants his wife to experience something different. He has the desire to break free from the boring vanilla sex the couple is used to. He wants to introduce new and diverse sex to his wife. He has aspirations of spicing up the couple's sex life. Cuckolding can possess all the elements of a powerful, sexual diversion the couple is craving. The Dominant Cuckold The cuckold wants to dominate his wife. He desires to make his wife subservient to other men's wishes. In this case, the cuckold wants to demonstrate complete control over his submissive wife. This also works for her as well, if she has a desire to be submissive. The Competitive Cuckold The cuckold has a desire to compete for his wife. Some men, love the chase, and fantasize about it. When you finally marry the person you love. The chase has diminished. By the cuckold bringing another man in the bedroom, he is essentially recreating that competition that was lost when they married. He is now able to "compete" for his wife again. As you can see, there are many reasons a cuckold is not humiliated in the relationship. I could list many more, but I think you get the idea. Just because a man has stated he wants to be cuckolded does not necessarily mean he wants humiliation. In fact I have talked to several cuckolds, who have no intentions of being humiliated at all

Learning about Cuckold Last week I was travelling home from work and I couldn't get through to my wife on the phone. I was getting quite worried as she always has her phone with her. I usually call her when I am driving home to make the drive seem a little less. She knows I always call at about 5:30pm. She didn't answer and for an hour I was wondering if everything was ok. I got home and her car wasn't there. She is quite athletic so I just figured she was at the gym. After 7:30 pm I got a little bit more worried. She still wasn't answering her phone. I went to bed at about 9pm thinking about what could have happened. Maybe she was at the cinema with friends. She usually texts though. I received a text from her at about 9:30pm. "On my way home now". When she got home she came into the bedroom and started telling me about her day. Lunch with the girls, coffee with her s****r etc. still didn't explain the lateness. I couldn't get a word in. She said that she was very wet and horney. So I was thinking, who cares about the lateness. She got into the bed with her sexy lingerie on. Immediately I could smell another man on her. His aftershave, and the normal man smell. I asked her where she had been, but she took hold of my hand and put it down to her pussy. It was so wet through her lingerie. I slipped it to the side and started rubbing her with my fingers and sliding my fingers into her. She was so wet and felt so loose. She asked me to lick her pussy for her, which she knows I never turn down. She knows that I love licking her pussy when she is bent over, so she bent over. I slipped her lingerie down her ass and started pulling them down her legs when I noticed her dampness sticking to the lingerie. This has never happened before. I took her lingerie all the way off and leant in to take the first lick. There was a different smell though. Almost hot and sweaty. I put my tongue out and started to lick her ass and pussy. Her pussy tasted so different and then I noticed that cum was starting to show at her opening. I stopped and asked her what she had been doing. She turned over and proceeded to tell me that she had been seeing a guy regularly for coffee and lunch. She told me that today she ended up at his place for lunch and they ended up fucking. I was shocked, here I was, hard cock, just having put my tongue in my wife, and she telling me that she has been fucking someone else all day. I really love my wife and any indiscretions like this is just something I had thought about and knew I had to just forget about it. My wife ordered me to continue licking her and sucking out all the cum, she said she needed to be cleansed by my tongue. She bent back over and because I was horney, I reluctantly started eating her out some more. The taste became almost arousing. It got me even harder and I found myself licking and sucking even harder until she came. After she came she told me to get my cock inside her so I can feel her pussy on my cock. I slid into her knowing that the lubrication was this other guys cum. This made me hornier and I increased my rhythm. She was so loose, this guy must have been huge. My wife pulled away from me, not letting me cum. She pushed me back down on the bed as if she was going to mount me. She started pulling on my cock and talking to me about her experience, how big he was, how many times they fucked, how he came into her pretty little mouth. She told me to look at her hand on my cock, which I did. She said, "see how my hands fit around your cock?" . I nodded. She then said "well I can't even get my fingers around his cock". I started humping her hand hoping to coax into jumping on me. She said to me that she loves me, but my cock was not big enough for her and she just loves Cameron's big cock. She told me that tonight I will not be cumming inside her pussy, and cumming in her pussy will not be happening as much as it had. She said I can cum as much as I want anywhere else but only in her pussy when she felt like she needed it. She swung her leg over my face and lowered her pussy and ass to my face. She sucked on my cock for a little bit and pulled on my cock a lot. She said she is surprised how well I am taking it considering she has just told me. She couldn't believe how hard I was. I continued to eat her pussy and ass and was completely surprised myself at how hard I was. She got off my face and lay on her back with her legs wide open, and I got my first real look at her swollen losse pussy. Her lips were just hanging open. She told me that tonight if I wanted to cum, then I can stroke myself and cum on her "slutty pussy". Then she told me that if I did, I would have to clean her again. I did just that, I stroked myself until I cum all over her wet hole. There was so much cum on her pussy. I though I could get away with not licking her, thinking that the moment was over and I can come to terms with what happened today. But my wife used her legs to pull my head down. I began licking slowly, as the taste and sensation just isn't the same after I had cum. I was exhausted, but couldn't sl**p, I kept thinking. My wife fell asl**p almost instantly. I was awake for hours thinking about it. The next morning, I got up and didn't talk to my wife for the morning, she stayed in bed most of the morning, got up and had a shower. I finally built up the courage to talk to her about it. She explained to me that she loved me a lot, but also she wanted to be fucked the way Cameron fucked her. I told her that I can get there and she just has to tell me what she wants. She told me, that it doesn't matter because my cock is not as big as his. She told me that she did have a use for my cock though, I can fuck her ass to loosen it up for Cameron's. she wants Cameron to fuck her in the ass because she love anal sex, but was afraid that he would hurt her if he did it without assistance. So my job was to loosen her ass. I instantly got horney thinking about fucking her ass, to which she lead me to the bedroom. I licked her ass and slid a couple of fingers into her tight little hole, and then slipped my cock in. I was pumping away and just before I was about to cum, she pulled away and I came all over the sheets. She told me that she can't have Cameron fucking her ass full of cum. He will fill it up for her. That afternoon, she had me fuck her ass again so she could "go out". Before she went out, she told me to google "cuckold". She had to spell it out as I had never heard the term before. I read with fascination all about it. And now, 5 days later, I am writing about it. Since then, I have masturbated so many times. Have only cum in my wife once. I have cum on her so many times. She has been with Cameron twice since then, he managed to get some of his cock in her ass, but hasn't cum there yet. And to be honest I can't wait until he does. My wife has also teased me about fucking him in front of me so I can have the "freshest of creampie".