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irishwolf5

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lawbro789

Shifting Her Respect From Him to You

One of your goals as a Bull should be to get the wife’s respect as a man, indeed as THE man, in her life. For women, attraction and respect go hand in hand. She must respect you if she is going to be sexually drawn to you.

This is not something you can or will accomplish in one visit. It will take time, accomplished by a process that is not unlike any other relationship. It begins with treating her with total respect, as you would any woman. Of course the biggest difference in this situation is that there is a third person involved, the husband.

It’s actually your relationship with the husband that can offer the best opportunities to improve the wife’s respect for you. As part of the cuckold relationship, the husband must step aside in many respects, offering his wife to you. He must furthermore defer to you in all situations, decisions, etc.

The husband’s subservience is always implied on some level. To some this might mean complete submission, while in other relationships it might simply mean that you go first in a MFM sexual encounter. The exact level of subservience is different in every Bull-cuckold-Hotwife relationship, and you will need to establish that for your situation.

However, regardless of that level, there can only be one Alpha male and that must be the Bull. Women are naturally drawn to the Alpha male. For you, the challenge is that the wife has an existing relationship and emotional attachment with the man she has long considered to be “her” Alpha male. You need to change that.

The first step has already happened, before you even became involved. The couple has agreed to include another male. Bear in mind that there are many reason that the wife may have agreed to this. She may genuinely have a need for more sex. She may have agreed to do this to “spice up” their marriage. But the most common reason most women agree is because the HUSBAND suggested it and he likely talked her into it. She probably agreed to it in order to please him.

Regardless of why the wife agreed, one undeniable fact will be on her mind – her husband was willing to take a backseat to another man, agreeing to offer the woman he loves to another man for sexual gratification. She may love her husband, but the fact that he has offered her to another man will leave her perplexed at best, and possibly disappointed. Her respect for him has already been diminished, even if she doesn’t realize it!

As cruel as it may sound, your job is to further reduce her respect for her husband, and to build her respect you. When dealing with the husband, you need to demonstrate Alpha male behavior. Confidence and demeanor are everything. Most of your attention should focus on the wife, not the husband.

At your first meeting or two, you should engage them both. Over time you should spend less time interacting with the husband. But remember, the wife loves her husband. You don’t want to do anything rude or openly condescending to the husband. You want to come across as the dominant man, focused on the woman he desires, while slowly letting the husband fade into the background. If done properly, she will see you emerge as the Alpha male in the relationship, and become sexually drawn to you.

This same attitude should follow into the bedroom or any sexual setting. When meeting, always be aware to physically place yourself between the wife and husband. Stand and sit between them. Use your presence as a barrier between the husband and his wife. She will unconsciously view this as your herding and protecting your woman from “the competition”.

Once things become physical, don’t be shy, even when the husband is present. The idea of a cuckold relationship is that the wife becomes yours. Treat her as your woman. Sit beside her, kiss her, hold her hand, caress her, etc., as if she were your own wife. When things are ready to become sexual, take charge.

Tip: Don’t EVER ask the husband for permission. If you need confirmation that she is ready to become sexual, get that from her, NOT him. Whether it’s body language, a whisper or discussion, the decision is between you and the wife. Ignore the husband if he is present. Do the same in bed. If the husband is present you should largely ignore him.

However, there are a few exceptions to this, all of which can be used to enhance her respect for you and reduce her respect for him. Some couples enjoy variations of verbal humiliation. This can include you and/or the wife hurling demeaning insults at the husband, criticizing his manhood (literally and figuratively), his sexual ability and lack thereof, and the fact that he lets another man bed his wife. Common comments and questions might include:

From you: “Do you like watching me fuck your wife?” From you: “Your wife has a great pussy. Too bad you won’t be getting any of it tonight” From you: “She sucks cock like a pro. How could you give this up?”

From her: “He is so much better (or bigger) than you Honey!” From her: “I would rather fuck him than you”. From her: “You may not ever get my pussy again”.

As you say things such as this to the husband his wife will lose more respect for him. You should try to get the wife involved with talking to her husband in this manner. Her insulting him will greatly speed up the process of losing respect for him, and shift that same respect over to the man lying in bed next to her (you!).

The final step in the process involves the sexual union itself. There is a proven physiological response that all women experience when they have an orgasm. It leads to an emotional bonding with the man she is having sex with. Another scientifically proven fact is that women derive a greater level of satisfaction from sex which results in the deposit of semen in their vagina. Semen contains dozens of hormones which are absorbed into a woman’s body, resulting in a deeper sense of calmness and satisfaction after sex.

Use this knowledge to build a stronger physical relationship with the wife. Engage in intercourse with her often, making sure that she has intense, multiple orgasms. If you are engaging in au natural sex be sure to ejaculate inside her at least once every encounter.

Another angle to get her respect is to place limits on the sex that the husband and wife can engage in with one another. This is not uncommon among cuckold couples. The Bull often directs them to refrain from sex. You might demand that they only have oral sex together. Or you may demand that they not have intercourse within two or three days of when you plan to see her next, or you could ban them from having intercourse at all. I once had a couple that was allowed to have intercourse only the day after I had sex with her. If the couple will agree to this it will work to your advantage in many ways.

First, you’ve taken charge of their sex lives, which she will admire. When you do have sex with her, she will be more receptive (and have better orgasms), because she hasn’t been having sex with her husband. Time without sex builds passion! She will lose even more respect for her husband if he allows you to have control over his sexual releases.

If you do end up having intercourse with the wife exclusively (limiting her husband to oral only), she will strongly bond with you. If you want to relegate her husband to an even lower level of subservience, and deal another blow to the decline of her respect for her husband, consider having him go down on her after you’re engaged in intercourse and ejaculated inside her.

There are few ways to better demonstrate your role as the dominant male, than to ejaculate inside the wife and then demand that her husband crawl between her outstretched legs and immerse himself in the juices of your union. Tasting and smelling the essence of his wife’s pussy after you completed yourself inside her reinforces his position as a subservient male, relegated to deriving his sexual satisfaction solely from your “leftovers”.

For the wife, she will be unable to deny the obvious ramifications from seeing her husband submit in this manner. Consider her viewpoint. Who would she have more respect for? The man who mounted and pounded her, leaving her satisfied and filled. Or the man who sat in the corner until summoned to lap the cum out of her used, gaping pussy, emptying it of the very essence she found so pleasing? The answer is obvious.

You’re the Bull. Take your time, play it smart and reap your rewards.

yourthrone

Good read

yourthrone

This is a cock 👍

subhubby1968

HOW TO SUCK DICK

If you simply wanted to get a guy off as quickly as possible, all you need to do is lock your lips at the base of his cock and suction them up and down the bottom ¾ of his shaft at a quick, steady pace while pressing your flattened tongue against the underside of his dick. Make sure you are applying pressure with both your lips AND tongue. Keeping your tongue engaged at all times is key. I try to keep mine moving at all times. This is how you get 90% of guys off. It helps me keep from gagging to hold his cock steady at the base and bring my lips down to meet my fingers. You can do this very slowly for a more intense feeling, but make sure you move at a steady rhythm. Some guys like it faster or slower; you may have to ask, or more likely, he’ll tell you. This is your power move, the one that is actually going to bring him to orgasm. A true hooker blowjob needs only this one move; if scientists were to create a blowjob machine, this is what it would do. The other moves I’m going to teach you are artistic flourishes; you use them to add flair and style to your blowjob or to slow down the action a little. SALIVA Don’t be afraid to just slobber all over his love muscle. It should be as wet and sloppy as possible, especially during your power move. A good blowjob makes loud, gross suction-y noises. When I’m done, I’m usually covered in my own drool and leave a wet spot on the bed. USING YOUR HANDS If his dick is too big for you to take the whole thing in your mouth, you’ll need to use your hand too. Slobber all over his cock for awhile first so your hand will slide easily up and down instead of just catching on his dry skin. The most important hand move is the twister. When you slide your hand up his shaft, twist your wrist. A twisting motion gets you into a smoother rhythm than the straight up and down. Slide your hand up and down on the base of his cock in conjunction with your mouth moving up and down on the rest of it. The hard part is finding the correct grip: again you may want his guidance. Another good trick is to wrap your hand around the top of his cock and put your mouth over your hand. Then slide your hand down the shaft and your mouth down on top of it in a fluid motion until your hand meets the base of his cock. It will feel like you’re sliding your mouth all the way down him even if you can’t. It’s times like these I wish I could draw; I’d make little diagrams. THE BALLS I usually start out by paying some attention to the balls. There are three basic ball moves: you can put them in your mouth and suck them (LIGHTLY), lick them with a flattened cow tongue, or tense your tongue into a point and run the tip of your tongue all over them. I alternate between all three. Sometimes I lift them up and lick underneath his balls. Also, if you cup them while you are entering the home stretch, you’ll be able to tell he’s about to cum as they get higher and tighter. THE HEAD My next move is usually to give his shaft several long licks from base to tip. This is the ice cream cone move; it looks sexy, it’s a nice touch, but it’s not going to make anybody cum. While conducting the power move, I come up from time to time to give the head a little attention: sucking on it, moving my tongue in a circle around it, and flicking my tongue over that spot on the underside that all the sex websites tell you is el sensitivo. In my experience, guys don’t really go that wild over attention to that spot, but these are just flourishes anyway. I tend to get a bit wrapped up in my work that I forget to make eye contact, so head action is a great time to look up at him with puppy dog eyes and his cock in your mouth. FACE SLAPPING I mentioned this in my tips to get him to cum faster, but at least once during the beej, I usually pop his dick out of my mouth and slap it against my tongue or face, then look at him while I rub his cock against my cheeks and lips. Guys are visual, this is just a little something dirty for him to look at. DEEP THROAT I can’t really teach you how to deep throat, that’s between you and your gag reflex. The important thing, I think, is to make an effort to take him in as deep as you can, even if it’s only for a few seconds. It’s hard to explain exactly how I do this: try concentrating on relaxing your throat and jaw. As I mentioned before, it helps me to steady his cock with my hand when I go deep, and breathing in instead of just holding your breath also helps abate that “gonna puke” feeling. THE BIG FINALE When you’re ready to finish him off, go into the power move and don’t vary your pace for anything. If you’re cupping his balls, you’ll often be able to tell when he’s about to cum as they tighten up. I speed up a little bit at the end, and when I feel him start to come I push my head down as deep as it will go and suck slowly and intensely at the base, letting his cum just shoot down my throat.

clitlover001

Good reference for those who want to learn.

yourthrone

This is how

thesmashfreak

yourthrone

Sooo agree on that 🥰👍

blueeyesfantasy

And who has actually done it?

hotwife-creampie-lover

Fantasize about doing it to my wife all the time. Have done it to several other wives before.

yourthrone

I have done it 🙋‍♂️

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motorboatsandhoes

A hard cock in your wife’s pussy; your tongue on her clit. Perfect.

thetugman

Exactly !

yourthrone

Perfect teamwork

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Hotwife Lifestyle - Understanding Our Man’s Hotwife Fantasy and How to Use That to Our Advantage

The fantasy of having a “Hotwife” is growing, in fact, research shows it is growing at a higher rate than a good majority of the other lifestyle alternatives, including the old staple of “swinging” and the modern “open relationship”. Why is it that a fantasy that revolves around only one part of a relationship – the woman – going out and finding pleasure from another man more intriguing to an increasing number of men than going out and “getting some” for himself?

Basic psychology tells us that men are highly competitive creatures. They have a drive to compete with other males of the species for the best mate – this isn’t so much different than what happens in the animal kingdom. Most men have an innate drive to compete with other men when it comes to the “best mate” or the “most attractive woman”. With this being said, one of the reservations of most women who find out about their husband or partner’s Hotwife fantasy is that he is somehow “weaker” than the rest because he wants to give up his position as your only partner. Is this really true, though? Could the truth lie somewhere within today’s man’s loss of natural competition in everyday life, and a desire to maintain a level of competition after marriage or “monogamy”? Is this weakness, or rather the ultimate confidence?

Cuckholding aside, because this aspect of the fantasy requires a bit more in terms of a “woman led” relationship, and a bit more from the man in terms of a desire for mental sadomasochism, a good majority of men enjoy the idea that they have been able to “capture” the best mate and even when she’s out having amazing physical and emotional experiences with men who may have qualities that actually supersede their own – a better body, a larger cock, youth, more prowess in bed – their woman actually WANTS to come back to them at the end of the night. While most Hotwife-Husbands do get some level of turn-on from the jealousy and the possibility that their Hotwife may actually be enjoying their dates more than they enjoy being “at home”, the overwhelming desire is the competition and the “win” in terms of having a wife who chooses them again and again even after being allowed to go out and have other men.

As Hotwives, we may be the focus of the fantasy, but there is that deeper and more psychological desire of a man who, even after committing to one woman, is able to compete with other males sexually. This is why the desire for “reclaiming” a Hotwife after a date is so strong – it’s actually been scientifically proven that men who are able to reclaim a partner after she has been with someone else have an increase in testosterone levels, which means stronger desire, more powerful erections, longer lasting erections, and an overall stronger sex drive. So, what does this mean for us as Hotwives?

He Enjoys the Jealousy, Go with It

As women we’ve learned that inducing some jealousy can actually be a good thing when it comes to dating – before we’ve found our “person”. We use our female prowess to keep the men who we are seeing guessing…why? Because they seem more interested in us when it seems as though we may not be 100% there. So, if this works in the dating world, why wouldn’t it work once we’re married? In contrast, women typically don’t respond as well, or in the same way to jealousy – we tend to worry, question, and sometimes shut down if we feel that he might be “just not that into us”. Naturally, because of our own feelings on the matter, we tend to avoid making our men jealous once we’ve committed to them, because we, ourselves don’t want to feel as though we’re in constant competition with other, more attractive, sexier, younger, etc., women. Why would we do something to the man that we love that we, ourselves, would hate?

For men, though, and especially those with Hotwife fantasies, jealousy is a big component and tool for us to keep our men hot and bothered. Sometimes just the mere mention of being flirted with by that cute guy at our favorite restaurant, or our interest in the sexy personal trainer at the gym is enough to send our men into a sexual frenzy. It doesn’t take a lot to feed the fantasy. It’s not ALL about dates and recounting how well we got worked over in the bedroom (and how much we loved it), though that is the ultimate turn on for our men, it’s also about the little things – the mention of our interest in someone else, the sexy messages that we send to potential lovers or Bulls, the “tease” of how much we loved what our last Bull did for us and how much we’re looking forward to doing it again. Remember, this ignites the “competition” element of things, which is natural for men.

The More You Enjoy it, the More He Enjoys it

You may be thinking, “But I’m doing it for him, I’m not doing it for myself” (a common theme by A LOT of Hotwives), but in reality, our men WANT us to enjoy our encounters. They want to hear about what this “other guy” did for or to is that sent us over the edge, and yes, they want to hear what we liked better about the “other guy”. I know it seems crazy, because we don’t want to imagine our men, even if we did allow them to be with other women, thinking that their “others” were better, sexier, hotter or had something that we don’t. That’s because we don’t have that “competition drive” like our men do.

Let’s face it, despite what our men tell us – “It’s all about your pleasure” or “I don’t get anything out of it unless you’re enjoying it, because I love you so much” – this isn’t some ultimate “unselfish” thing our men are doing for us. These things come out of their mouths, but what they are really saying is “I want to know that you came three times while he was fucking you, and you STILL want to come home to me”. It’s their kink, and we have to understand it.

So, if you’ve actually taken the step into the world of Hotwifing, you’re going to have to learn how to properly tease your man into believing that, just maybe, your Bull was better than him in some ways. Whenever you think “But I’m only doing it for him”, follow that us with “I’m doing it for him and he WANTS to know that I absolutely enjoyed it”. Find some aspect of your encounter that was mind-blowing, and recount, in great detail exactly what it was that sent you over the edge. This may require a little bit of embellishment, and that’s OKAY…trust me…embellishment is your friend in this situation. Tell your man about your Bull’s amazing cock, how good if felt, how good he tasted, how fantastic he was at oral sex, etc. These are the things that will ramp up that competition streak in your man and make him want to reclaim you with increased vigor and desire.

The More You Want Someone Else, The More Your Man Wants You

Again, you’re playing on the competition and the teasing aspect of things here… The more that you act as if you WANT to be a Hotwife, the more that your husband or partner is going to WANT you. His desire for you is going to skyrocket, his sexual desire for you is going to make it so that he’s ready to chew his own leg off to get you back in bed. I have experienced this firsthand many times…if I am completely honest about an “encounter” and admit to “D” that my Bull was lacking in some way, or I didn’t quite “get there”, he isn’t nearly as turned on as when I tell him about how amazing things were. I don’t like or believe in lying, but I do advocate for being selective and stretching the truth…maybe your lover wasn’t the best at giving oral sex, but maybe he was an amazing kisser, so a good answer would be “he was amazing with his mouth” and leave the rest up for interpretation.

We’re women. We are strong and capable and we are smart. And the truth is, this is a GAME we are playing for and with our husbands/partners, so we need to get our heads into the game. Furthermore, this is an intellectual game, and we need to use our intellects to get to where we want to be. Where do we want to be? We want to have a husband/partner who is absolutely drooling over us, believes we are the ultimate sexual goddess, and in is jealous enough to realize that in order to “compete” they will need to step up their own game in order to “keep” us satisfied – be that with amazing sex, extra romance, other rewards, or all of the above.

Happy Hotwifing!

-S

stagnationhw-deactivated2018121

This is 100% accurate. An excellent account of hotwifing from a woman’s perspective and sums up perfectly why many men are into the fantasy.

stag1018

WOW! You hitt ther nail on the head! This is a very big part of my feelings….

davetheparent

Really good article. Reblog recommended.

txsharedhotwife

Truth

yourthrone

Soo true❤❤❤

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experiencedcucky

Using His Coworker

Thanks for the positive responses to MY first post. Although, I do request that if you’re going to ask a question, use the “ask me anything” instead of just a private message. I get a lot of duplicate messages asking the same questions and it would just be easier. :) I’m happy to answer them though.

Apparently, the part about using my husband’s coworkers or friends got a lot of juices flowing. So, I wanted to leave a more detailed example of how I have done this.

My husband works in a hospital and his coworkers he has a lot of great friends that he’s made through this. Thankfully for them, my husband is a complete perv and fantasizes about them fucking his wife quite a bit. Years ago I started coming by and visiting him and would often times sit and chat with he and his friends in their break room.

I try to be modest... but I know when guys are eye-fucking me. And I love it. There were several hot guys but one in particular, we’ll call him Mark, that was tall, dark and handsome. He was a white guy... but dark as in he looked almost Italian. Gorgeous. Just gorgeous. He was in great shape and his black hair was always done beautifully.

Mark was pretty straightforward with flirting with me. Would make comments about how he has never found his “Lindsey,” and would talk about how I’m the complete package. “Smart, sexy, assertive, wasn’t a ditz to talk to.” It took all of one time meeting him before I wanted to be on that. My husband and I were already in a cuckold relationship, so there wasn’t any of the dancing around that needed to be done. (Considering his feelings, setting ground rules, etc.) I knew he loved it when I fucked his friends and Mark wouldn’t be an exception.

I didn’t tell my husband right away but decided to visit again the next week. This time I wore my short, black skirt that when I bent over barely kept the goods covered from behind. Wearing that, a tight top showing the ladies, and my black heels, I went to visit again. All the eyes were on me as we ate lunch. I didn’t care about any of them except for Mark’s deep brown eyes trained on my cleavage.

We talked and flirted, I was sitting between Mark and my husband, and I waited until it was just the three of us in the room to stand up and bend over to get something out of my purse on the floor. Yes, yes I went that cheesy and straightforward. When I stood back up and turned around Mark was drinking his water but not looking at me. I looked at my husband and glanced at the door. He knew what that meant. He told me later he was straining in his cage already from my display as he walked out of the room.

I walked over to Mark and said, “Hey, you should have my phone number, in case of an emergency or something.” He looked at me and fumbled over his words for a second before saying, “Oh, yeah, ok.” He handed me his phone and I went to put my number in... his wallpaper was him and two of his friends shirtless after running some mud obstacle course. God, I was wet. I put my number in and as I handed it back to him I told him to text me so I’d have his number. “Just so I know you’re not a robo call.”

It was time for me to head out so he stood up and actually gave me a hug before I walked out. My husband was awkwardly nearby and walked over to me. He gave me a kiss and walked with me, “How was that?” he asked hurriedly as we walked away. “Eh, nothing really.” He smirked and said, “Somehow I doubt that.” I winked at him and ask he hugged and kissed me goodbye I squeezed the silicon sheath of the cock cage and said, “You behave.”

I wanted to text mark immediately but I managed to wait for an hour... I started my usual hijinks and texted Mark, “Great talking with you today, again. You’re such a great guy.” He responded about thirty minutes later saying he enjoyed talking and I said, “I hope you find your “Lindsey” soon, you deserve it. Well, actually you deserve better than that...”

He said, “I don’t think there is better than that.” I was so giddy. I could basically taste his dick in my mouth, “You sure know your way with women, huh?” He replied, “I just speak the truth.” At this point I knew I could keep the banter going or just go for the kill... I knew he wanted me but I didn’t think he’d do it since I’m married to a coworker. “Are your off days staggered differently than my husbands?” He waited a couple of minutes and said, “Yeah, we overlap but there’s one day difference.” I asked him what he usually does on those days. He said he works out, hikes, reads... basically everything he could say to make him the perfect man.

I texted him for about an hour and told him goodnight. I decided, he would be mine. I knew what time he got off because it was when my husband got off. I guessed when he would be home and texted him, “I can’t stop thinking about how sweet you are to say you want to find a me... that’s the best compliment a woman can ever be given.” I was worried I was coming on too strong but he replied, “Your husband is lucky he found you first... that’s all I’ll say.” I told him he didn’t have to hold back. He replied, “Lol. Yes I do.”

That’s where my first picture came slid in... me wearing my heels, black thong, and my arm across my breasts. It was cut off right at my smile. I sent this and said, “Tomorrow night, I could be your Lindsey.” My husband was working and Mark was off. He didn’t reply for a minute and then said, “And your husband?” Sometimes I tell them about the cuckold relationship, other times I don’t. I wanted to play my game... so I replied, “he’ll be working. You’re not THAT close anyways.” He replied, “Hahahah...” and that was it.

I sent back, “No strings attached, no pressure, but I know you want it and I need to fuck you to get it out of my system because you’re all I think about.” It was silent for about thirty seconds and he said, “5? I’ll have dinner too.” “Send the address and I’ll see you then. Also, I’m on the pill.” I got back a thumbs up and “Good, I hate condoms.”

My husband was home at this point and I decided to not tell him anything. I was absolutely drenched and sat down on the couch and opened my legs. At this point we’d really been trying out the “sex slave” thing and he knew that meant he had to get down immediately. I grabbed the back of his head and was grinding his face into my pussy until I exploded. Absolutely amazing orgasm. When I say I’m sadistic, I really, truly am. My friends tell me I am so mean to him but I swear he loves it.

I didn’t tell him a thing about it.

The next day I got ready super early, had some fun with my vibrator, and was frothing at the mouth for this. I hadn’t texted Mark at all but we knew the arrangement. He was going to fuck my brains out and do whatever he wanted to me, and I’d never tell my husband.

I arrived at his place wearing a short red skirt this time and no panties. My hair and makeup were done and my long brown hair was partially curled and going down my back. I had a low cut shirt on with my normal bra. He opened the door wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and his hair was perfect as ever. With his t-shirt tight I could see he had more muscle than I ever realized before. He smiled and said, “I didn’t think you’d actually show up.” I laughed and said, “You thought I was one to just talk shit, huh?”

It is a little awkward at a meet like this when the guy’s actually a nice enough guy. He’s not going to just maul you. He asked if I wanted a drink and I told him, “Afterward.” He looked down as he was pouring himself a drink and said, “You don’t mess around at all.” I walked toward him and said, “No,” as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. We made out for a minute before I asked, “First time with a married woman?” He shrugged and said, “As far as I know.”

I felt his hands on my ass and he picked me up. He took me took the bedroom and we fucked for about ten glorious minutes before he exploded inside of me. He apologized and said he was sorry he came so quickly. We laughed a little and told him it was fine. We lied in the bed and made out while he recharged and when I felt him start to grow I went down and sucked him for five minutes before mounting him again. We fucked four times and he cooked dinner for me, both still naked, and had a wonderful evening. I knew my husband would be home and I planned on being there about fifteen minutes after he would get there.

I got home and he had already changed into just his panties and cage when I got there. I took him to the bedroom and he knew I’d been getting fucked. He got onto his back and stripped off of his panties, I could see his cock straining. Now, we play a game where if I don’t tell him beforehand, he has to guess whose cum he is eating out of me. I mounted his face and I’m sure I was quite tasty. Lol. He seemed even shocked by it for a second.

“Brian?” he asked. “Nope!” I squeezed his balls as punishment for getting it wrong. “Steven?” “You’re really bad at this.” I squeezed them harder and we both laughed. “One more and you lose the pussy for a week...” “Andrew?!” I acted so disappointed he couldn’t guess it and dropped his cock. I got off of him, spun around and put my ass in his face. “Lick my ass while I give you your punishment blue balls.” I felt his tongue going to work on my anus as I bent down and began licking the parts of his cock coming through the silicon. I teased the shit out of him for about fifteen minutes before getting off and lying next to him. He was in obvious pain from the teasing and I chuckled as he dealt with it. I got my vibrator out and had him use it on me since he couldn’t lick me anymore.

I didn’t tell him who it was all weekend. I texted Mark throughout the weekend and he asked several times if my hubby had figured out we’d slept together. I told him how oblivious he is to that stuff. He said he felt bad but I tried to make it better by telling him how my husband never fucks me anymore and is addicted to porn. Lol.

When they were at work together the next time I was texting Mark and he said he felt like a douche but also felt pretty badass knowing he’d fucked the hot wife that everyone talked about at work. (Very flattering) So, the point my friend told me was evil is that I texted my husband the screenshot of mark saying that but cropped the name. Haha... he knew someone there had fucked me and it was driving him crazy with lust. The first person he asked about was Mark and I just replied, “I’m not telling you. If you want to know who fucked me, ask them.”

My friend says I’m a complete asshole for that but I think it’s hilarious. She actually laughed too, so...

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experiencedcucky

Bull gives Cuck the horns

People don’t understand how a cuckold’s brain works. People message me all the time telling me that I need to “get out of this” or that they feel so bad for me. This lifestyle isn’t for everyone but for guys like me I am extremely lucky to have the life I have. I wouldn’t change anything. I want to take a minute to break from the story of our origins to show more of our modern dynamic.

After we had been married for a couple of years we really decided to find one bull that satisfied our needs. We knew we wanted someone that could be strict on both of us and dominant toward me. We had several experiences with prospective bulls before this and we never felt comfortable with them. The search took awhile.

Then one day we were on the Whisper app and I posted something (like I’d done several times) about wanting to find a bull for us. We got several messages but Lindsey was drawn to one in particular. Just the way he talked. Confident, not over the top, and not thuggish in any way. We talked to him for a couple of days on there before exchanging names and face pics. When I saw his body I knew she would want him.

She looked at me and said, “Baby, he seems like he could be pretty good for us.” He was tall, athletic, really good looking, and of course had a long, thick cock. Race had never been a big deal to her either way (she claims) but he was a black man.

We finally decided to meet him for dinner and drinks. The point of this post is not to highlight this one night so I’ll summarize. We hit it off. Big time. They flirted in front of me and I got the angst of the waitress looking at me very strangely. Our conversation was very direct and he asked what we wanted in a bull. He said it sounded fantastic and he would be happy to oblige. He was well spoken and well dressed. Had a great job. He was even nice to me. He asked me directly how I wanted to be dominated and I shriveled up. How do you answer that? I didn’t know what to say and Lindsey laughed and said, “I think that’s just something that will come naturally...” she playfully hit my arm.

By this point I was accustomed to chastity play and he said if he was “our” bull for real that he would require me be in it. Lindsey was very quick to nod and said, “Of course!” After a few drinks they were flirting heavily and we ended up going back to our place. She gave him an incredible blow job for twenty minutes and he finished in her mouth. He then shook my hand and told us to let him know.

We talked that night and she was 100% sold. So was I. We texted him the next day and said we wanted him to be our bull. It felt like a business transaction. He came over that night again and we talked about it. I remember him saying, “There’s a safe word, yes, but you said you want a strict and dominant bull. I expect you to honor that.” I nodded to him. He said, “From now on, its yes sir. Now give me the keys to your chastity cage.” I looked at Lindsey and she smiled at me. She walked to the bedroom and walked back carrying her necklace with the key and the spare. She handed them to him and he put them on the table.

He leaned back and said, “How long since you last came?” “Three days, sir.” He gave a chuckle and said, “Three days?! What’s the point of chastity for three days?” My wife and I didn’t say anything. She then reached out and was rubbing my shoulder. I looked at her and she winked. For some reason the wink sent shivers down my spine. He then said, “What would you give to have your cage off right now and be able to cum?” I didn’t know what to say and said, “I’d love to cum, sir. If you’d let me.” Lindsey chuckled a little out of approval of me accepting his role.

“We’re going to revisit that question in a month, now stand up and show me your cage.” I did as I was told as he scooped the keys off of the table and finagled the spare onto his car key ring. I unzipped my pants and pulled out the steel birdcage chastity cage I had surrounding my sad looking little genitals. He motioned for me to come closer and I stood right in front of him. He then tested both keys but never took the lock off. He made sure it was closed and then looked at me in the eyes while he still held the lock and said, “These are the only two keys?” I said yes sir and he shook the lock a little violently and said, “If I find out you’re lying there will be consequences.” I basically shined out, “I promise those are the only keys, sir.” I probably sounded like such a little bitch.

He told me to take off my pants completely, leaving me in just my button down shirt, and then said, “go to my bag.” As I walked over to his briefcase/shoulder bag thing he said, “Center pocket, manilla folder.” I pulled out the folder and opened it to find medical paperwork. “As your wife and I discussed... clean bill of health.” I looked back and she was biting her lip and staring at him. She then moved straight on over to the couch and sat next to him with her legs across his. Her short skirt was coming up and his hands had already ventured up to her ass.

I examined the paperwork and it was dated two days ago and showed that he was STD free. I hadn’t talked to him or her about that but knew she hated condoms. She wanted him raw, she was on the pill, so it was going to happen. I walked back over to them with my lock clinking on the cage loudly. She laughed and said, “It’s like your very own little bell collar.” He chuckled and said, “Take your shirt off too. Until further notice, when I’m here, you’re in just the cage.” I did as I was told and lost my shirt.

I sat down completely naked and both of them staring at me. I felt more exposed and humiliated than I had in quite awhile. “Baby,” my wife said forcefully, “where are your manners? Get us a drink.” I hopped up and Cage clinking went to the kitchen. I asked what they wanted, prepared his drink and brought her the beer she asked for. They started making out and I could tell that she was drenched. Just because I knew her so well at this point.

“Go get the bedroom ready for us, cuck. This is a big night. The first night your bull is fucking your wife.” I guessed I’d better make it romantic so I put on some low light and lit some candles. When I came back in they were making out harder and I saw him fingering her. “The bedroom ready?” he looked over her shoulder at me. “Yes, sir,” I said. He stood up and picked her up while he did that and carried her into our bedroom. I had the comforter and sheet pulled back and he laid her down gently while still making out.

He then stood up and shed his clothes. He looked like a Greek god. A massive erection at least 8.5” long and thick. My wife frantically took off her shirt and bra but didn’t have time to even get the skirt off before he was on her making out again. He ran his finger through her pussy and said, “Fuck, you’re dripping.” She laughed pretty hard and didn’t say anything. I saw her hand grab his cock and pull it to lineup with her pussy. She stared at me over his shoulder (I could barely tell in this light) as he plunged his cock into her. She let out a huge moan and he started fucking her slowly. I heard them whispering to each other as I stood there and then I heard her voice, “Hey baby? Why don’t you go turn on the game and relax? We’ll be awhile.” I just stood there and then he said, “She wasn’t asking, Cuck.”

I turned to walk out with my erection trying to burst through my steel cage. “Close the door,” I heard him say. I walked out and closed the door as I made my way just down the hall to the living room. I sat down and turned the game on. I didn’t have the volume super loud but I could hear her moaning over everything. It went on for what seemed like hours. I don’t know how long it was but I know I wasn’t giving a shit about the football game. I heard her patented screams that come with her exploding in orgasms three times. Finally I heard him grunting and then a lot of screaming... followed by some “holy shit that was amazing” laughter and then silence.

A few minutes went by and the door opened. My phenomenal, gorgeous, and naked wife walked down the hallway with a quick pace, swaying those hips beautifully. She was a complete mess and as she walked by to get to the kitchen she said, “Hey babe!” like she’d almost been surprised to see me there. I heard her drinking water in the kitchen and then walk back to the bedroom carrying two glasses. She stopped right next to my chair and I could see her entire body glistening with sweat and smelling like pure sex. “Who is winning?” I was staring at her and said, “I don’t know.”

She laughed a sweet laugh and said, “Something a little distracting?!” She stretched her arms out and held the glasses of water to her side and moved her body in a funny, “here it is” kind of way. I realized that some of her hair was matted to her face because she was so sweaty. I had never seen her like this. She bent down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I was hit with the overwhelming scent of his cum and was so intrigued. I wanted to know what all had happened. She stayed only a few inches from my face and said, “I love you. Be good out here.” I said, “I love you too,” as she disappeared down the hallway.

I didn’t even need to check but I looked down and saw the flesh of my dick sticking through the holes everywhere it could. I sat there and listened to rounds 2 and 3 over the next couple of hours and strained almost the entire time. I knew I was in my heaven. I knew I’d go through hell. And I was so excited.

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Exelent❤

experiencedcucky

Dive in, Cuckold.

I woke up the next morning before she did. I had the genius idea of making her breakfast in bed, which I did. I brought her a beautiful breakfast, complete with coffee, and had to wake her up for it. She was so surprised and sweet. I knelt down by the side of the bed and talked with her while she ate it.

One thing I don’t think people understand with this lifestyle is that most of the time, my wife is extremely sweet to me. Always has been. Obviously that changes with our sex life and she is demanding and a self-proclaimed “selfish bitch.”

“Last night was fun,” she said while studying my face for a reaction. I said, “Ha... yeah, last night was crazy.” “We found something there... something that turned you on more than I think you thought possible.” I wasn’t sure I could admit that, but I knew it. “I was definitely turned on,” I said. She laughed for a second, rubbed my hair and said, “You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.” She raised my chin up with one finger and looking me in the eye said, “You never need to be embarrassed for who you are.”

We had a wonderful day together that day. We went to the park, had a great lunch, just laughed and loved being together. We had hiked back about a mile down a trail that doesn’t get much traffic near my old place. That’s when I saw her phone, which was just in her pocket (wasn’t carrying her purse), lighting up. She saw me looking at it and said, “Are you wondering who it is?” I felt ashamed and so jealous at the same time. “Yeah... just thinking about your ex texting you.”

She laughed and said, “He’s not my ex, baby.” I asked her what she would call him and she said, “You’ve seriously never had a fuck buddy, huh?” I shook my head no. I then asked if it was him texting her. She pulled her phone out and it actually was just her friend. She said, “You’ve really thought about it a lot though it seems like.”

I didn’t really respond to that. She said, “How much have you been thinking about that photo? Or the other ones I told you I have?” No point in hiding it, “A ton.” “Would you like to see more?” “Yes, I would.”

There was a small offshoot of the trail we were on just ahead and she grabbed my hand and guided me down it a few hundred feet. We sat down on a fallen tree and she pulled out her phone. I saw her navigate into the “hidden” images on her iPhone and she had a full library. It had to be over 30 pictures and videos of her with Derrick and other guys I didn’t know who they were.

She clicked on the image of her blowing Derrick that I’d seen from the night before (she had saved and added it, obviously). She said, “This one you know. Haha...” She swiped to the next one which was a huge black cock (Derrick’s) on her face and covering most of it. She was making a funny cross-eyes face like she was trying to stare at it. She glanced at the screen and stared at my eyes for a reaction. I chuckled and said, “Haha nice,” while my insides felt like they were on fire.

One more swipe is all it took to see a video of that massive black cock plowing a familiar white pussy from behind. The camera was held by the guy and the girl, my Lindsey, was moaning and almost squeaking with each thrust. The black man spanked her periodically and there was rap music playing moderately loud in the background. Then the man turned the camera around and showed his face for about four seconds and gave a cocky chin up nod to the camera. The video was about twenty seconds long and by the time it ended I had a huge erection. Well, an almost 6” erection. Huge for me.

The video ended and we were silent for a second and she said, “You want to keep going?” I tried to collect myself and thought about how red I must have been. “Play it again, please.” She chucked and played it again. I watched even more intently than before. I was rock hard. I was waiting for her to reach down and touch my cock, but she didn’t.

She then flicked to the next and it was a picture of them in a bar with several other people, one of which was her best friend Hannah, and I didn’t know the rest. Derrick has his hands around her from the back and was grasping her breasts tightly and she had a huge smile. The next picture was Derrick completely naked throwing up a peace sign. He was so ripped and his cock was glorious. No way in hell I was competing with that.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” she demanded. “I really don’t know... I just want to see more.” She rubbed my back and said, “Why don’t I tell Derrick that you enjoyed his picture and see what he says?” That freaked me out a little and I said, “No no no... we can’t do that.” She looked at me and said, “Why is that, exactly?” “That’s embarrassing. He’ll know I’m not as good as he is.”

“Baby, he doesn’t care. He is a fuck toy for me. Who cares what he thinks about you?” We talked for a minute about the “what if’s” of him telling people and so on. She said that he isn’t like that and we don’t hang out in the same circles anyways. My heart was beating out of my chest as I watched her open the text strain. He had texted one more time this morning and said, “Hope I didn’t start a fight. 😂😂”

Lindsey wrote something and showed it to me for approval before she sent it. “Hahaha... not exactly. He saw the picture and then couldn’t stop staring at it.” I mustered the strength to say, “Ok..” and she sent it to him. It took about ten minutes and we’d started walking again when he replied, “Lol. Dude liked what he saw huh?” All she replied was “Everyone can appreciate some things I guess..🤷🏻‍♀️😂”

He was so bold and brazenly wanting to fuck her again. He wrote back, “Anytime you need some... appreciating you hit me up.” I watched her face when she read that text. She smiled and was biting her lip. She obviously wanted to fuck this guy. I couldn’t believe I was actually considering telling her to do it. But I knew it’s what I wanted. I felt like I had a hot anvil in my gut and I was thinking so quickly about this.

“Ok... now what’s going through your head?” I asked her. She didn’t say anything and just kept walking. I said, “Sooooo...” and she shook her head and for the first time I saw her blush. She said, “Now I’m the one that doesn’t know what I’m thinking. Haha.” I replied, “I don’t believe that for a second. Haha. You’re just scared of your ideas.” She recognized that this was the same line she had used on me and playfully pushed me away while doing a sarcastic “haaa haaaa...”

I grabbed her and pinned her against a tree on the side of the path and started making out with her hardcore. We were going at it. I reached down and felt her pussy through her thin yoga pants and could gel from there how wet she was. I reached my hand down her pants and she was drenched. I played with her clit while we made out and made her cum incredibly hard right there on the path. Thankfully, no one walked up on us from either way.

We regrouped and started walking again and she said, “I love that reaction out of you... that was so hot.” I gave her ass a little slap and we kept walking for a couple of minutes in blissful silence. Then she broke the silence with, “Baby, have you ever heard of a cuckold?”

I shook my head and said, “No. What is it?” She picked her words carefully and continued, “Well, I think it’s what turns you on... and I think it’s worth exploring for both of us.” She looked up at me as we kept walking. I was intrigued but nervous because I felt like I knew where it was going. I said, “Ok, explain what it is to me.”

We kept casually walking and she kept looking over as I couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact with her. She said, “Well, you know how seeing those photos and videos of me with another man turned you on?” I was hesitant to say that outright but said, “Yes.” She continued, “Its like that... except you could be the one taking the pictures.”

My heart stopped. My stomach turned to liquid. Then my feel literally stopped on the trail. I still don’t know why this was the first question I had but I said, “Have you done this before?” She put her hands on my arms and said, “No, no I haven’t. But it’s been my biggest fantasy for years.”

In my mind I thought about how boring and how much of a letdown I must’ve been for her to want this. I thought to myself, “She’s going to break up with me.” I had to ask. I looked at her in the eyes and said, “Lindsey, are you wanting to break up with me?” “OH GOD NO!!! Baby!” she put her hands on my face and held it so I looked her in the eye. “These last four months of getting to know you have been four of the best of my life. The only reason I feel free and open enough to talk to you about this is because we have such a great relationship!” We talked for a couple of minutes about that then when we were satisfied with our relationship y’all we switched back.

“So, you want to have sex with someone while I watch you?” “I think it would be incredibly hot,” she replied, “the idea of you just going insane watching someone else get me while you can’t makes me so wet... doesn’t it excite you.” I couldn’t deny it. “Yes, I have no fucking clue why, but watching the videos of you being fucked is the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

She smiled a massive smile and hugged me tight, put her head into my chest.

“Oh my god,” she breathed, “I can’t believe we’re actually talking about this.” I was thinking the same thing and was wondering how much less of a man even wanting this made me. I couldn’t ask that. A million questions ran through my mind. I asked the next most important one that I think I already knew the answer to, “Where would we find the guy?” She stayed clutching me and rotated her head to where she was staring at me and smiling. She moved her eyes to the side and said, “I have one in mind...”

“Derrick?” I said. She nodded and broke into a big smile. My stomach was tied in about thirty pretzel knots and I tried to even imagine watching that mammoth cock and that arrogant dude slamming this woman that I was falling in love with right in front of me. “Ok.” I sighed out, “if he’s the one you want it to be, I’ll let it happen.”

She got so excited she started talking faster than I could keep up with. Somewhere in there I caught the fact that she’d had him get a STD test and he’s clean so he wouldn’t have to wear a condom. I asked her how long they had been fucking before I met her. “Oh, off and on for a few years.” “What the fuck? You’ve known him that long?” “Baby, he went to my high school... we’ve been friends for years.”

“I thought you met him on the dating app?” I said. “No... we saw each other’s profiles and reconnected but we were fuck buddies through college.” I guess it shouldn’t matter. They’re just fuck buddies and they did not have any emotional connection... right? I then asked how we even ask to set this up. She said, “I’ll handle that. Tomorrow night at his place work?” Holy fuck... the next day?? How the hell.... “That works,” I somehow managed to say. How did those words come out of my mouth.

She whipped out her cell phone right then and texted Derrick:

“Hey, can I come over tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah”

“Good. Can you fuck me in front of my boyfriend?”

“White people...🙄😂”

“Hahahaha pleeeeeeeeeeeeease”

“I’d fuck you in front of whoever you want. He’s not ready to watch what I do to you.”

“He said he wants it...”

“I’m going to make him regret that. Let me know when you’re coming over.”

With a look up at me and a smile she sealed my fate as a cuckold for the rest of my life.

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Fantastic read ❤