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Welcome my fellow Bandits. Asks and DM are always welcome here. Be nice and polite, otherwise I will block you. Enjoy your ride on my blog.
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Ho un secondo blog, in italiano, dove posto i miei racconti erotici. Dateci uno sguardo e commentate:
@jon-locke
Today, Thursday, Robert's fiancée, who is still nominally my wife, leaves for another four nights with Him. The engaged couple had not planned to be together for this period, until I made their reservation and encouraged them. In fact, over the next 31 nights she will spend at least 23 nights with Him and only 8 nights with me, and I made all of their reservations. I will terribly miss the Love of My Life: miss making love with her, miss cuddling with her at night, and miss her presence and conversations during the day.
I really am not sure why I encourage them to spend so much time together when I'm left so lonely. I know that I love His fiancée so completely and purely that I want to maximize her happiness. I know that I love our passionate lovemaking and my tremendous orgasms before she leaves to be with Him and also after she returns. I think that my body, mind and heart enjoy the erotism, angst and RISK of losing her completely to Robert as she becomes more and more ADDICTED to spending her nights and days with Him. And I suspect that her psychological conditioning and covert hypnosis of me has changed me from her Alpha bull stag into a masochistic cuckold. If readers of my blog have ideas as to why I encourage her to spend more and more time with her future husband, please leave a comment below.
Top caption by @wifesharingconfessions. Middle caption by @youcanhavemywife. Bottom caption by @the-intellectual-fetish or perhaps originally by @modest-cuckold.
Robert's fiancée, who is still nominally my wife, is now spending 75% of her nights with Him, including four nights away with Him this "weekend". I've enjoyed innumerable orgasms (most self-induced) as their relationship grew from play dates, to girlfriend-boyfriend, to a Love far deeper than any ever experienced before by either of them, to fiancée-fiancé, to the fulfillment of showing off their engagement rings and extraordinary love, to such addiction to sleeping cuddled together that it physically hurts them when they must spend any nights apart. In only three more weeks the couple will hold each other as they introduce me to His friends and family as her soon-to-be-Ex husband. I will add that I still love her so deeply and purely that I look forward to giving her away at her wedding to The Love of Her Life. The couple has promised me that she will still make love with me every other day even after she is His Wife and is spending every night with Him.
Top caption by @cuckoldlifeofjosie. Bottom caption by @loveheelsalot.
Robert's fiancée, who is still nominally my wife, just called me to describe the first half of her wonderful, four-night weekend away with Him. When I told her that I'd already cum a dozen times since she departed my house 48 hours ago, she spoke words similar to the top caption. My mind summarized her descriptions of their time together similar to the bottom caption: "face it babe ... I belong to him now."
Captions by @loveheelsalot.
As I described one and two posts below, all three of us in our throuple now think of me as the EX husband of Robert's fiancée, even though His fiancée and I have not legally divorced (which would entail huge amounts of bureaucracy, and complicate our finances and our ability to leave our beautiful cattle ranch intact to our descendants).
Seven posts ago I described a major reason why I have been able to accept that Robert is now the Primary Man, the Main Man, in our throuple: "SHE CONTINUES TO EXHIBIT DEEP LOVE FOR ME, and that helps me to be okay with Robert being her Primary Man. Despite now loving her fiancé romantically and sexually far far more than me, The Love of My Life tells me many times every day when not in bed that she still loves me deeply. And hers and my own lovemaking always incudes a large amount of time passionately kissing and fondling while she repeatedly tells me that she still loves me incredibly deeply and that I'm the perfect husband. And she shows her love for me by her concern for me... Moreover, before The Love of My Life leaves to be away with her fiancé she prepares our house to simplify my life during her absence by doing all the laundry, cleaning the kitchen and bathrooms, straightening up everywhere, and shopping for groceries. Maybe she is assuaging her guilty conscious, but she seems to truly love taking care of Both of Her Men."
Robert and His fiancée are already the Primary Couple within our throuple, while in our minds I am already her Ex husband and the supportive secondary man in our throuple. This power dynamic will be enhanced when I publicly give her away to Robert at their wedding. If His fiancée's submissive desires to feel totally owned by Robert eventually overwhelm her logical mind so that she legally divorces me, that would complete the shift in the power dynamic within our throuple.
Top caption by @emotionally-cuckolded. Bottom caption by @losingmy5hit.
COMING SOON...
Il periodo di lavoro intenso mi ha impedito di concentrarmi a dovere per poter buttare giù qualche nuova storia. Ma finalmente posso dire di vedere la luce in fondo al tunnel. Il primo capitolo di una nuova storia è in cantiere e quasi terminato. Nei prossimi giorni credo che sarò in grado di postarlo, nella speranza di intrattenervi, regalarvi qualche sorriso e un'erezione LOL
Il titolo della mia nuova storia sarà THE PROPER EX WIFE, e sarà la seconda parte della storia THE PROPER WIFE.
Per rinfrescarvi la memoria vedrò di rebloggare la prima parte, qualora vogliate farvi venire l'acquolina in bocca e ricordarvi alcuni fatti e personaggi principali.
A breve!
COMING SOON...
Il periodo di lavoro intenso mi ha impedito di concentrarmi a dovere per poter buttare giù qualche nuova storia. Ma finalmente posso dire di vedere la luce in fondo al tunnel. Il primo capitolo di una nuova storia è in cantiere e quasi terminato. Nei prossimi giorni credo che sarò in grado di postarlo, nella speranza di intrattenervi, regalarvi qualche sorriso e un'erezione LOL
Il titolo della mia nuova storia sarà THE PROPER EX WIFE, e sarà la seconda parte della storia THE PROPER WIFE.
Per rinfrescarvi la memoria vedrò di rebloggare la prima parte, qualora vogliate farvi venire l'acquolina in bocca e ricordarvi alcuni fatti e personaggi principali.
A breve!
Honey, at the party, when you were looking for me and were unable to find me, I was in one of the rooms upstairs being fucked—fantastically well fucked—by your boss. It wasn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last one.
You and your best friend were talking in the living room when he told you, “I’m going to join your wife in the shower.” You said nothing—you consented.
You knew your wife needed much more sex than you were able to give her. Despite how painful and humbling it was for you, your love for her made you tell her to feel free to find other men. The expression on her face when she told you, “I’m going to spend two weeks with him,” said it all—she needed and wanted to go with him, but she also felt sad for leaving you.
You knew that it was about to happen, didn’t you? You didn’t try to stop it. You didn't go away, leaving your wife forever. You stayed by the car; you watched as your wife rode his big cock—allowing it and consenting to it.
He was attractive, virile, and considerably younger than your wife. It was clear she wanted to seduce him; she'd chosen the skimpiest bikini bottoms and was shamelessly flirting with him right in front of you, teasing him. She even told him, "My husband is very open-minded; he'd even consent if you made love to me in front of him." You almost blushed and didn't say anything. When you were in a secluded spot on the beach, she dared to go even further and said, "Unless you don't like hot women, now is your chance to fuck me. If my husband cared, he'd have already said something." In the blink of an eye, your wife was lying on the sand, thighs spread, his thick cock moving rapidly in and out of her pussy. The sight was arousing and, even if you want to deny it, it turned you on too.
Once everyone (the Bull, the Wife and the cuckold) are committed to and comfortable with their roles in the relationship, why keep a secret?
