whips

On 6/9/2020 at 12:51 PM, muskan said:

Guys check out my Indian ex gf.

Her body is exquisite.  Legs, back, and ass are made to be kissed and worshipped, she is a goddess. 

    The following was a fantasy my wife J and I often enjoyed talking about after I had read a sci fi book with a planet filled with Dominant woman and male slaves (cannot even remember the name of the book).  It is kind of silly, and no I would not recommend this for anyone, but it was fun to roleplay with her as the cruel Mistress.  Hope you enjoy.  

     Mistress J had looked at her sissy, pleased with it's response to training and behavior she now proceeded to tell her property the next steps in it's evolution.  An owned sissy slave she explained, had no rights and it's only purpose was to serve, please, and amuse it's Mistress.  She found it's balls useful for training, control, and  torture amusement, but found slave still was thinking to much with it's cock.  Mistress felt it was time to permanently alter sissy and complete the necessary alterations for sissy to finally be the completed slave for life service.  While castration was always a possibility, as noted above Mistress had her own fondness for ball play, but felt the cock itself was a useless and dangerous thing for sissy to hold on to.  Cutting the cock off would solve physical dilemmas, but sissy's mind still would be tempted, and while permanent chastity  cage was a give, slave needed the complete humiliation have having a useless cock.  

     The first stage was set when slave was bound to a table with his feet and legs spread far apart in stir ups.  Mistress explained to slave that the years of training sitting to pee would not become a necessity of life as it was about to have a urethral reroute.  It's new urethra would be centered between the anus and scrotum, no longer would it's cock have any use as pee and any cum he would ever extricate would now flow through the new hole.  Mistress had found and experienced body modification expert who performed the ceremonial surgery.  In a few short weeks slave in total healing was mentally accepting the physical changes. The sissification he had craved and longed for was becoming fulfilled thanks to his beloved Mistress.  

    While Mistress J was pleased with the result, she also found sissy's constant horniness a problem. Different techniques, while helpful for short time focus, still failed to bring the permanent results she wanted in her slave.  Mistress studied and found the solution she wanted.  She desired sissy to have the full sex drive of a normal male, yet the inability to ever receive pleasure from an orgasm.  She knew refocusing those desires for her service was paramount for the slave, but the constant frustration of failed relief was also a necessity.  No slave should ever fell sexual satisfaction, only constant frustration and misery.  The twofold approach was simple in theory, not proven in fact.  She felt honored to offer her property as the Guinea pig in this novel approach to the lifestyle.   Sissy would undergo a complete cutting and the penis suspensory ligaments, and the severing of the dorsal nerves of the penis.  Through these procedures sissies penis, while still attached, would in fact be totally useless. When uncaged, if it did get an erection the cock would hang and sway with no control, the nerves being cut, slave could jerk his cock till it bled and still have no feeling, just numb frustration.  Mistress was pleased with the thought of this.  Flying with slave to an unnamed foreign country, Mistress did not tell slave any of the details of what was about to happen, just that the physical transformation it had always desired was about to happen, and forever it's life would be changed.  The operation was a success and over the next few months Mistress did everything in her power to challenge slave to an orgasm, and to her delightful surprise the only time slave ever was ever to ejaculate was through prostate milking.  This was the total control she wanted, and finally had.  

     The proceeding months of adjustment for sissy were both horrid, and yet relief.  Watching his Mistress/wife finally relieve him of any sexual experience was total humiliation, yet something he knew could happen when he had opened the door to his cuckold fantasy.  She often reminded it of that first conversation, "Be careful what you wish for, your worst nightmare may come true", and it certainly had. 

Outstanding is not enough to describe her.  I hope others get to enjoy that wonderful woman. 

Terrific body, love her red pubes...and perhaps the first Bull who ever fucked his babysitter story I have ever heard.  Also love the part where you fucked sis in the past as well.  Nothing like keeping it in the family.

As secondjag posted, this is beyond the usual cuck fantasy stuff.  Seems like a total communication breakdown over the years.  Why would he feel betrayed now just because his 'stuff; does not work?  If he had a real cuck attitude, this would have always been about her to begin, maybe he should start there.  Watching or not is totally up to her, again this is about her satisfaction, not his.  What it comes down to is pretty simple, either he can accept this, try and be a part by supporting her, building the relationship in openness through communication, just keep things the way they are and likely the marriage will dissolve through bitterness, or get things in order, consult a lawyer and protect himself (and ultimately her) and separate.

The only thing you can really say to him is 'what are you looking for?".  He wanted this for years, now has it, but because it is not in his control he wants to take his ball and go home.  A wife just does not go out and cheat because his cock quit working, the problems stem far deeper, those issues need resolved.  Only he (and his wife) can determine what direction they want this to go,  If both feel like the marriage is worth saving, her 'cheating' should really not be the issue as he wanted this for years.  There may have to be boundaries for it to work in the marriage, and only those can be agreed upon if both parties are in communication.  The longer it goes the worse it will get.

8 hours ago, White5andahalf said:

How many cucks like small penis ? I am 2.5" erect, so I embrace sph.
 

 

I enjoy SPH very much.  The humiliation was instilled at an early age.  I think the first time was in 7th grade (in shower after gym class) when a guy with a massive cock pointed mine out and started laughing.  He started out as a bully, but before long we were friends, well actually I was his bitch, lol.  I love sucking small clits off, especially when cuck's wife is mocking that this is the only way cuck will ever get sexual pleasure. 

2 hours ago, Peter C said:

I am fortunate enough to have a 7 inch penis, even though it is attached to a skinny, weedy body. An above average sized penis didn't prevent me from becoming a cuckold. My wife once watched me undress and commented that "Mick's hard is the same size as yours soft", but she liked his stocky build, his many tattoos and him fucking her hard enough to go and see him for sex on and off for 2 years. 

Love your reply, going against stereotype and proving not all woman are size queens.  I was always amazed that some smaller statured guys had enormous dicks, while at 6'1 200 pounds I had a 1 inch flaccid, less than 4 inch erect cock.  As a sissy I wanted to look the part all over, not just in cock size, lol.  At the right angle even I could hit my wife's cervix, so she was not looking for size, she enjoyed the 'whole package' and wanted a person who could stimulate her in every phase of life.  As a bi guy I would likely be salivating at the chance to drain your cock,

On 5/15/2020 at 1:49 PM, Naughty Nicki said:

Oh no they don’t mister!!!!  there is no way that the size I like And prefer would even come close to fitting with out ripping me a part.   To even consider trying it I’d want a below average, way below, and then what happens if I don’t like it just tell him to bad sorry about his luck and blue ball him, that’d just be mean.  

My wife J just would not do anal, she did not enjoy it at all and was not a size queen anyway.  She did love to watch massive cocks breech my ass however, lol.  Biggest BBC she watched me take was over 12 inch's, very thick and pounded me like a jack hammer.  As the smaller BBC (7 inch or so) was fucking J he said he was the first time he was glad he was not bigger lmao. 

     Greetings, I love to write about my now deceased wife.  The things I have written so far have been straight forward events about our lifestyle.  In this story I am going to digress a bit.  On this day we were married so many years ago and for the first time since she passed I went out and actually started a new chapter.  For the first time in over 2 years I went shopping for panties, the first time without her and it brought back so many beautiful memories.  I bought a could thongs, and a set of pretty cotton for the 'full figured' sissy (lol).  I was so excited I slipped off my shorts and put a thing on before I left the parking lot, and felt her presence beside me telling me what a good slut I was.  So I share this 'embellished' story, based on reality, but also a deep fantasy we both shared but never lived out.  I hope you enjoy it, I think it would please her to have it shared.

      He was remarkedly candid in our interview, I think this is what drew her in, for her honesty and forthrightness were signs of a very strong character.  She could overlook physical 'imperfections' on her Bull (those areas that did not necessarily turn her on), when the strong personality and confidence showed through like his.  He was not 'stud' looking, but his demeanor left no doubt who was in charge. He stated from the beginning that he was not looking for the average couple, but those who would be trained for eventual ownership, and ownership meant his total control over every area of our lives.  We would serve him, he would be our Master, our focus, our being...he would take and not give back..because he was just worthy of our total devotion.  In turn the giving back for us would be fulfilled by serving him totally, that would make our lives worth living.  We could leave at any time, but be forewarned he told us, that other couples who had left were soon begging him for another opportunity, and he had never offered that once insulted.  I was somewhat turned off by his seeming arrogance, but I saw J intrigued beyond measure.  What did this man possess that was drawing her so deeply into his fold .so  quickly?  She had many other Bulls in the past, but this was a first and if we took this our lives would eventually never be our own again.  Fear took control of me, but loving her I had to give her this chance, and with it lose my own existence as not only her slave, but his as well.  

     The training period was intense, but rather tame (so we thought).  It started with sex, more sex, and still more. She was mentioning him more often than any other Bull, and thus his grip was beginning to take hold.  What we did not realize was ever so slightly we were also serving him with our time, efforts, every part of our lives was slowly but surely being driven by him, for him, and to him.  It became spiritual.  Our days would start with him on our minds, we would hear his voice first thing, and he would be the last one we saw before we retired.  The details are not necessary, but in just a few months we had fallen madly and devotedly for him, we needed him for what seemed like our very breath.  The second phase was the reckoning, it was then that we were to be proven through devotion, up to and including brutal punishment.  He really did not care, for him we were now his property and how we were treated was only the method for getting what he desired for his life, and willingly we followed to treasure the pleasure it brought us to please him.  

     We knew we were totally owned when he told us there were debts that needed paid,  He had never asked us for finances and he said this was not about our money, but the bodies he owned.  He loved playing poker and got into a huge game, thing was it was not money that gambled, but the services of his sexual property.  He lost big, and now to pay off that debt his slaves would be required to perform an entire week of sexual servitude to these friends, no questions asked, no refusal of any fantasy.  The only guarantee was we would not be physical harmed, but indeed we would be used, abused, and at the end of the week both of us would be known whores throughout 'his' community.  J was in tears, she never wanted it to go this far, in near hysterics I thought he was reaching over to comfort her, instead he pulled her by her hair, took off his belt and beat her ass till it was raw.  He roughly threw her to the floor and told her she was free to leave, but never would she be in his presence again.  She looked at me, I being so weak and confused had always relied on her strength.  With this she looked at him and said, "Master we obey."  The week will be another story, but be assured we were pimped out and used like the whores Master wanted us to be.  Our lives would never be the same, but it did not matter, for we were now and forever owned. 

This was J's favorite fantasy, we never lived it, though we did have some weekend fun roleplaying it with some Bull's and his friends.  Wearing my new pink panties. drinking a glass of wine, damn I miss you J, but would not have traded you for the world.

On 5/8/2020 at 4:29 AM, lifeslayer696 said:

Here are some new captions!

love them shaved, hairy, or in between.  Love them white, black, or other.  Love young, older, and in between.  But I have to say that the middle pic here is about the sexiest I have seen for some time.  I just want to worship that woman from head to toe, with special emphasis on cleaning that beautiful pussy.  Thanks for posting this. 

I was driving yesterday and saw a young blond gal (college age), with a pear shaped body.  When I say pear, her top was quite normal, but her ass was huge, I mean mega huge.  I wanted to stop and ask her if she was into BBC because I knew some BBC who would love to be in her, lol.  

My wife and I knew some people from Kenya, and in this particular 'tribe' (actual Kenyan term), the wives were mostly fat and the men quite skinny. J asked if this was something expected and the answer was yes the men loved fat wives as it proved they were providing for them, then the wife smiled and said but we like our men slim..ha ha.  There are those who love women in gereral, some prefer varieties.  J was never a model, but no man ever turned her down, or came away unsatisfied.  

Can only speak for how it worked for us.  I was the bread winner and house 'slave' if you will.  J was a nurse and worked PT for her enjoyment, and did help with some things around the home, but it was my job to make sure everything was up to her standards.  I did laundry, shopping, cooking, cleaning.  She kept all the finances and paid the bills.  I was not feminized in the sense I wore woman's attire at home, we actually lived just like a normal family, just FLR.  She had final say in all the decisions, yet like any marriage consulted me over important issues and if I was not sure or on board would defer at times until we came to a consensus.  That said, if something needed done she would have the final word and I never questioned her on it, and even it things went south (rarely), I never said said I told you so, lol.   I respected and supported her as any mate would.

At work I was always caged, wore panties and as stated in a previous post eventually changed mannerisms to be more 'effeminate'.  The change was so gradual that no one really commented or seemed to notice.  if they did do what, I was being transitioned to who I was born to be.  While never overly 'flamboyent', J wanted me to look, sound, act, and be femme. In time it was not an act, I was and am that person, even several years after her passing.  I so thank her for the insight in bringing the true me out, and building my confidence to live 'out' (in the sense of losing my outward masculinity in a masculine world).

18 hours ago, Subhub said:

Exactly this - I love the humiliation - I’ve yet to swallow a load as my skills are obviously not good enough but I do eat my own when I’m allowed to cum.

It was a learning experience for me.  My first times was with a very dominant high school friend who saw the sissy in me.  While neither of is had the experiences to really be dom/sub. he instinctively took charge and told me cock suckers completed the job or else.  After a couple 'for else's' (nothing to drastic) I finally was able to take the whole load.  He had moved to another town where I did not know anyone and was I was soon the cocksucker for others he was acquainted with. I had to swallow every time and soon I was craving and begging him for all I could get. 

3 minutes ago, Bimarried001 said:

Didn’t mean to imply what would you specifically do. And looking at that picture that young lady is certainly of age. But you are an example of someone that would do the right. Does every man in that position? Of course not. 

Here is my dilemma.  If she is standing there looking like that, then she isn't my dau, but bull and wife's, lol.  Though I raised her and still could not do it, though I wonder if mom sent her in to show her what cocks NOT to fuck. lol

I cannot explain his emotion, but different times meant different responses for me.  There were instances where the complete joy on my wife's face brought tears of happiness to my eyes, I loved her with my whole being.  Our marriage was basically sexless, yet the bond we shared went so much deeper.  There were also times I actually cried tears of pain, wanting her so bad.  She would console me and ask if I wanted life to go back to 'normal'.  She gave me this choice, but knew I would never choose that because of the complete joy and freedom she was having, and this was something I could never give her.  The humanity of our lives does not stop just because we are in the lifestyle.  Hell, as much as I love the humiliation, it was not the end all.  Every emotion came into play, just much deeper and prevalent..and more importantly real for us.  How we responded to those emotions is what built our trust and made me want to serve her more.  She was my Queen, and I literally gave my sex life up for her..I do not regret one minute of it.  

Interesting to see the development after nearly 2 years.  Like others have shared your wife not desiring others is simply her choice, but to see pics of her pegging you and now allowing you to explore your fantasy is truly fantastic.  

17 hours ago, secondjag said:

 

So, i'm forced to somewhat agree with both.  Look, I've had consenting, of legal age dau and mom teams fuck me.  Sadly, have also had moms of fifteen yr. old girls offer up their dau.   A BIG NO. While I try very hard not to judge, this post was pretty clear in a covert way of its intent.  I really can't say what the correct age is, so I differ to the law; simple.

The post, to my mind was a feble attempt to normalize that which is NOT acceptable among civilizied people.  We, as adults, know children are not ready for many things adult. Would you pour your kid a glass of scotch?  I think not.

I'm aware of many cucks (that I really know) who have found pleasure sniffing their teen dau panties.  No big deal to me as it seems pretty harmless.  The difference is they don't share their kink (perversion?) with the dau.

I can agree with everything you said.  If consenting adults (even being related) want to cross social boundaries with their kinks, well a lot of kinks I have participated in cross social boundaries so who am I to judge.  The legal age barrier is something put there to protect the obvious exploitation of those who are deemed not ready to consent.  When I was in Germany many years ago my fellow soldiers told me of having 14 and 15 yo gf's with parents approval, and it was legal.   Might have been BS I do not know.  Society has moved in a very conservative way on this issue, some I think is beyond the point of ridicules, but I digress.  I know my dau was never aware of our kink, even though we practiced a lifestyle quite open, the FLR part was very apparent and both my son and dau have told me they felt our family was more secure and safe than many of their friends.  We were never forward with our sexual habits, but always open in our discussions with them.  I guess to each their own, but my kids turned out very productive, happy, and secure as they figured out who they were and what directions they wanted to take, this includes their sex lives. 

17 hours ago, secondjag said:

forgive me if i'm wrong, but somehow I doubt that is your concern.  suggesting it is a parents' responsibility to have their dau fucked goes way beyond any "good parenting."  what's next?  dads' responsibility to be the first?  occationally the stench here is overwhelming

I guess there should not be a response to further the ridiculousness of his post, yet reading the post and getting it in my head got me thinking what his between the lines motives were.  I have gotten on some different 'cuck chats' sites and the posts sometimes even make me want to blush (that's hard to do).  I am open to pretty much anything consenting adults want to do, and have a broad concept of cuck type lifestyles and fantasies (not one size fits all).  There are some however, through fantasy or outright ignorance like the thought of 's and son's being initiated into the 'family cuck narrative'.  Mom's cucking son's. 's cucking dad's, Bull's taking on the ...blah blah blah.   In the top post how does the OP feel mom would know who the right person is to break 's cherry and make sure she has the time of her life?  Does mom commit statutory r******** among her 's friend's to find her a good fuck?  Does she recommend her Bull to commit a felony against her ?  Trying to make light of this in some sort of way, but my goodness if your fantasy is for your wife to pick your 's first fuck, then call yourself a cucked by your you need to keep that fucking wretchedness in your head.   

Quite honestly this is a bit freaky and beyond the pale of anything cuckold related.  Yes it is the parents responsibility to educate their children about sex, but to suggest a parent (mother of father) should choose a child's first partner and when they are ready is not only inappropriate, but outlandish.  To insure the child knows safety, responsibility, and more importantly they hold the choice over their own  body is really about as far as any parent should reach.  Insuring open and honest communication without embarrassment is important as well.  To suggest a mother should actually choose her 's first encounter and partner is beyond the boundaries of parenting, instead it is setting the parent up as King or Queen ruler over their 'tribe'.  I hate to say anything suggested is stupid, but this top post is just that. 

I like how you both are approaching this.  When my wife and I started we were both submissive.  J in time did take the lead in our house, but still was submissive in every other situation.  I say this to encourage you that it can work and succeed.  The key is to both have trust in the dominant, many are just jerks and think that qualifies as being the dom, nothing could be further from the truth.  Keep communicating,  your fantasies are very doable..quite tame actually (that not meant as a slight).  Even as submisssives you have to know that in reality both of you hold all the power, in the end you may exchange that power to a dominant, but you have every right to take that power back, that is why respect for limits is important and all need to be approving of what expectations are.  I would not seek to 'work the fantasies' as much as contstantly communicating with your SO that you are all in, and hearing her as well.  When you do take the leap, finding any guy is easy...finding the right guy is what is paramount however.  Hope it all works for you, her hot ass deserves all the cock she desires. 

1 hour ago, 2miklspacer said:

So glad your persistence has paid off. I'd have thought that you have greater opertunity to indulge your bi side with your cuckold lifestyle, and I hope you get all the cock you want. I wish the same for your wife also.

That is an interesting take.  Like all things not all relationships are the same, and some may indeed get more freedom to explore their bi sides, others in fact may be limited to only that type of sex.  For me my sex life was in total control of J (my wife).  As I have posted there were rare opportunities for me to have sex with other woman.  For the most part J liked keeping me totally denied and chaste bringing my focus to serve her needs better.  There was also that 'power trip' involved, she loved the fact that any sex I was ever to have was under her complete control. I was fortunate that she enjoyed watching her being submissive to Top men, so I have to say I had my fair share of cock, thank you J. 

      My first posts were more about getting into the lifestyle and developing relationships and not about just a pure sexual event.  I was browsing through my journal this morning and came across what was perhaps the most interesting weekend J and I had since the kids left the nest.  I was called to federal jury duty in a nearby (very large) city, and as fate would have it sat on a jury trail (civil) that could take up to 10 days.  Knowing that my cage would have to be left at home my promise to remain chaste was still in full effect, but J thought it would be a great opportunity to do something we had not done in quite a while.  She had me reserve the hotel through the weekend, and would join me for a weekend filled with hopeful hot wife fun, and something she really enjoyed, watching me get pounded and used by men.  We were a bit nervous since we had not freestyled in years and this city was foreign territory to us.  It was the beginning of smart phones (we still had flips), so some of the work would have to be done during the week on the computer during my free time in the motel.  I posted ads on several sites, and the usual crop of wannabes and braggarts responded, but I was able to find a few that were genuinely interested and seemed worthwhile pursuing.  The ad stated just what we were looking for, multiple men (including bi activity) and safe sex).  One respondent caught my eye, he had 2 other friends, had experience in this type of setting, while he was straight the other were very open to bi activity.  All were BBC, ranging from 7 to 10 inches, all were dominant, and most importantly were respectful of safewords.  When I contacted J she got very excited, though not a size Queen (she had a hard time taking anything over 7), the thought of having 3 studs for the weekend pleased her.  Arrangements  were made to meet in a quiet bar a few blocks from the hotel Friday evening and we would go from there.

    J was already at the motel when I arrived from the courthouse and I had not observed her in this state for sometime, she was genuinely soaking her panties and put me on my knees to smell her sex.  My little cock swelled and almost exploded just because of this.  She was in a total horny mindset, and was so excited she made me lie down and ground her delicious pussy into my face until she had a huge orgasm.  I reached for my cock, but she said no way, made me put ice on it till I shrank and them locked me back up, "the only cum you are going to see out of that thing is because a huge cock is riding your ass" she said.  This was so unlike her, and I was enjoying the freedom we were having,  She showered and started to get ready for the meet and greet.  I want to highlight this.  J was not a 'looker', She had a decent body, but while I found her a 10, most men might see her as a 6 or 7.  I state this because I think reality is important.  I find woman most sexy when their confidence and humanness show through.  Most of us (men and women) can never compete with Hollywood or model standards, but when I see pics (like some posted on here) of wives and GF's, willing to @@@@@@ their 'imperfections' and enjoying the full freedom of their sexuality..well that is real hotness.  My j was no different, her ass would turn heads at times, but men would not necessarily ogle over her.  For that evening she bought tightest jeans I had seen her wear in years,  it highlighted her ass perfectly, her legs also attracting attentions.  She wanted to look the country girl, show she chose to wear a tight T'shirt without a bra, and pulled her hair back pony tail style.  Very casual yes, but we felt the clothes would not be on for long anyway.  We went to the bar and the guys were already there.  Three very hot looking guys who immediately looked at her ass, good start.  After some pleasantries, we dispensed with small talk and all of us agreed there was no sense in taking in a club, that might happen the next might, but tonight was just going to be about raw sex..and a lot of it.

     The room was quite nice, had a couch, love seat, and king size bed.  J had the guys sit on the couch and stripped for them (I was also nude), Ordered me to fix drinks while she explored the 'territory'.  one by one she had them drop their pants and actually shrieked.  These were the biggest and thickest cocks she had ever seen.  She was awestruck, the smallest cock guy was straight, the others were bi and so started working from the end to the middle.  As we sucked them all to erection we just told them the night was theirs and they took off from there.  Two of them lead J to the bed and began a mfm, she worked the cocks back and forth and I heard her moans of excitement.  The 10 incher noting my sissy/fag tendency roughly told me to suck his cock, deep, all the way (I loved this).  Before long I looked over and saw J taking a huge cock doggy style and moaning with glee, she was trying to suck the other guy off at the same time, but the rhythm was hard to establish.  My guy was really enjoying the show (and BJ) and soon grabbed my head and pulled it away saying he was about to drop a load down my throat if I did not stop.  As he recovered we watched as J was being pounded unmercifully and loving it, the guy came and the other jumped in without missing a beat.  J was shouting things I had never heard her say, obscenities and fawning over the beauty of their big cocks.  He came rather quickly and J ordered me to eat her pussy (no cum due to condoms) but still a treat.  She then saw that 10 incher erect and just about fainted.  She asked if he was Ok fucking my ass before he fucked her and he said, "I like to fuck, period", so we took center stage on the bed as they moved to the couch to recover, sip their drinks and enjoy the show.  He put a condom on, some lube and tried to enter my tight hole, the expert he was it did not take long.  He was right about liking to fuck, as he pounded my ass I looked over to see J watching and being fingered by the guys.  She let out a loud moan (told me later  that watching me take that cock was one of the hottest things she had seen).  That night and the entire weekend proceeded that way.  The final scene I had to bow out and watch as J was gang banged by those 3 guys, taking turns over and over as they wore her pussy out.  In the end she broke what I believe was her last virgin territory as she had all 3 of her holes used at the same time.  She told me later this was not something she really enjoyed, but something she had always wanted to do.  What a women. 

Wow, just makes me hungry for some cream pie, so may delectable choices from the pics you have posted.  however, something rarely spoken of..and quite tasty as well is the cunt creamed cock cuck cleanup!  One of the pics shows a handsome cock covered with tasty cunt excitement.  Nothing better than a dessert of her juice off the stick, before or after eating the cream pie. 

I love the dynamics here.  My wife and I both had BBC, BWC, and black female lovers.  In the end no one was better because of ethnicity, just the specialness of individuality.  Love the thread. 

     The diversity of the cuckold fetish/kink has truly morphed from the original definition (literally a wife cheating on her knowing husband).  I do not get into arguments on the differences as each couple has to define what fit's their fantasy's and desires.  As I have stated in previous posts J and I lived a lifestyle of our choice and that fit our needs.  One thing we always agreed on, she/we would not ever entertain a married man (or woman for that matter) unless the other SO was aware and permitted the activity.  While we may have been questioned about our morality, we did have ethics, lol.  As a couple we had been in kind of a holding pattern, our longtime friend's R and S were taking a hiatus dealing with family health issues, our last child had just flown the coop and J and I were facing that change in life.  While we had so much in common, her need for intellectual depth was something I just could not meet.  By this I mean her desire and almost need to tackle everything on an intellectual level, investigating the origins and history. I could appreciate art and classical music, but damned if I cared what every brush stroke or note might mean!  For her though it was that discovery that made life more interesting, so she decided to join a weekly discussion group for those who enjoyed such things.  A few weeks into this group and it was apparent she had met a 'soul mate' type, a guy who shared her fascinations and love of culture.  Soon they were going out for extended conversations over coffee and after trust was established more intimate details of their personal lives.  A very common story emerged, married, one time a month sex, wife said he should get a gf, but did she really mean it?  He was not going to cheat as he loved her, felt her shyness and conservative upbringing kept her from really experiencing life.  Time went on and instead of shutting down their friendship, his wife became more intrigued and wanted to meet us.  We invited them over for dinner and had a wonderful evening.  As I started clearing the table Ann asked if she could help and we went to do dishes.  In the kitchen this shy lady started asking all sorts of questions, I answered as directly could be, holding back some details afraid it might be to much.  There was a genuine interest in the questions she asked, non-judgmental, kind of like a child finding the cookie jar, wanting to grab one, but afraid to get caught.  I suggested she come over for lunch someday and we could talk more freely, she asked, 'soon', "sure", "tomorrow", 'sure".  So began a friendship that perhaps has been the most fulfilling in my life and likely the same for all involved.

    Our talk the next (and subsequent) days showed how lonely and heartbroken Ann was.  She loved her hub, but always felt inadequate in the BR and keeping up with the things that interested him.  She came from a background where woman were to keep house, shut their mouth's and just be happy they had a man who kept them.  She was genuinely happy raising her kids, but once they left home and her friendships dwindled because she was no longer involved, she began to close down and just shut herself into home activities.  I felt so sad for her and suggested we do some things together, shop, groceries, etc.  The more time we spent together I to felt like she was a soul mate, and as our relationship grew so did the trust and communication we shared.  As her walls started coming down, she agreed that an intimate relationship between J and her husband was inevitable.  We openly talked about 'cuck' fears, excitement, all the emotions, and finally the joy of being in love with someone you so deeply that you can trust their happiness to others as well.  Eventually Charles and J did become lovers, and from what I could determine J had to teach him a lot about sex.  This left Ann and I together many nights and J asked why I never moved forward with intimacy with her.  Frankly I was afraid to mention it, I enjoyed her company so much I did not want to ruin it, but J told me Ann had mentioned to her and asked if I was open to it.  Not soon after Charles and J planned a weekend away for some arts festival in a different city, Ann and I were just going to stay in our home, catch movies, play games, shop.  When Charles and J were about to leave she handed me a card with a little gift wrapped box and said enjoy.  Ann read the card while I unwrapped the box, inside the card was a note that said Ann 'owned me' for the weekend, worded lovingly and signed by both our mates.  inside the box was the key to my chastity cage.  Ann and I had more sex that weekend than we had in years past, lol.  It took about 2 years to get to that point, and while sex was never the focus of our relationship, it became a beautiful expression of it.  After the weekend I almost did not want to be locked up again, I was like a teenager again, yet I need that security blanket.  When Ann came over for midweek brunch she had a key hanging from her necklace, the one J gave her was one she had made especially for her and she gave her 'all rights and entitlements" that came with it.  This relationship lasted several years until J got sick and Charles retired and they moved to be closer to their grandchildren.  I still keep in contact with them, though it seems their 'swing' days are over, they seem very happy and much in love.