Ask yourself, “Do you really believe forcing your Husband into a chastity device and becoming his key holder is actually a symbol of power in the relationship?” I never understood how placing someone’s genitals in a steel cage, under lock/key gets equated to any meaningful sign of submission by the wearer; apart from the individual submitting to the control that this inanimate device holds on him. This is by force, hubby has no choice but to endure this “punishment”. There are other situations when a Chasity device can be of service; like in humiliation practices. I can easily see the indefinite humiliation that hovers over a “man” by wearing a Chasity cage around his small dick; whether it’s in front of other people or even especially so in the presence of his significant other. Hell. . . just one look in the mirror and I’m sure he could feel how low on his wife/girlfriend’s fuck list he truly is in comparison to the impressive, well endowed cocks she has on speed dial. Making the husband wear this device does not create true submission or prove that you have respect, or power over him. When I see a man wearing a Chasity cage I immediately assume that the device itself is the only thing keeping him from disobeying wife’s orders. When using a chasity to claim control and power, it only takes away the meaning behind having rules and tribulations. Why have rules/consequences if they are impossible to break and apply? Personally, I find pride in watching my husband stand before our marital bed stroking his cock to the view of our bull fucking my pussy into submission. edging himself knowing he’s not aloud to cum until I give the say so. Making him worship me and serve our bull 24/7, all while knowing that he still may not get to have his release he so desperately wants. The amount of value, respect and love is what should drive a man to hand over the power and submit. To put it plain and simple, Handing over the keys to a Chasity cage (a piece of metal material), is far different from handing over the keys to his body and heart; symbolizing a true sign of submission.
My husband and I have always been very outgoing and open minded when it comes to our sexual needs, wants, desires, and adventures. Throughout exploring we came across cuckolding. It was hot enough to us both, that it was stuck in our heads all week. Over the following weekend we explored deeper into the subject. Still hesitant we would sometimes role play, or lay together in bed talking back and forth about the fun that could be had and what our overall personal purpose was in all of this. However the reality of those early stage discussions and fantasies were much different. We didnt start realizing that the “normal” dynamics that the majority of couples were exploring or living out in terms of Cuckolding, were way off from our point of view and everything that we found hot in it. The more research my hubby and I have done the more we have come to terms that being in the cuckold lifestyle ,especially with a couple/family, can be extremely difficult. Not necessarily because of the dynamics themselves; the majority of people who find this lifestyle hot and bothersome are very often the men.
In our case, we are extremely fortunate to be so in tune and compatible with one another. To be 100 percent honest we both didn’t really know the extent of our fantasies, or know what exactly it was for us individually that we were so attracted too, in all of this. When it all came to the surface and we really began discussing and sharing, it was thrilling. As one crazy bizarre thought was brought up, there would come another; even naughtier than the rest. Personally all of this still has me unbelievably astonished by the many aspects included. Not only by how far I have come in searching for my true passion/calling sexually, but my husband as well; has really proven just how intertwined our desires are. Together we have grown closer as a couple & became confident with our ownselves. This DID NOT happen overnight nor do I think it should..ever!
Nonetheless, with trust, effort, willingness and an open mind… what is impossible?
There are some who secretly live the lifestyle behind their significant others back and become so drawn to it all, they pressure their wife or girlfriend to get on board. Unfortunately most of the time, the wife or GF becomes frustrated and they begin to feel guilty, for even thinking about the “lifestyle” or saying no to their “hubby”; because it didn’t feel right. I imagine this can cause them to have some new problems and insecurities within that relationship, which were previously nonexistent. Ultimately landing in a place of secret self indulgence, because of the now existent sexual disconnect in the relationship. From here, I believe there are a few ways this can go;
the Wife/girlfriend ends up having a change of heart; she doesn’t want to hurt him or make him feel shamed by rejecting his fantasies. So in an attempt, she try’s to play along in something she’s uncomfortable, unsure and uninterested in. In a situation like that how could she not be frustrated, confused and uncomfortable? Putting a huge silent block of dishonesty and little to no communication between what seemed to be a simple, safe and innocent relationship.
Another way this could unfold is the wife is genuinely disinterested causing their relationship to slowly separate. I say separate because I have found that those whom have a strong desire in this lifestyle without the support of their partner, become infatuated with the idea. Which in this scenario, the odds of the husband coming to terms and accepting that he will never share this fantasy with his wife, and continue faithfully in their marriage seems unrealistic or at the very least unlikely. Reality is, he might start seeking other avenues to live out his fantasies, without his wife/girlfriend’s knowledge. Now how long do you think that marriage will remain loyal and happy??
Although, there is a 3rd outcome that seems to be a rarity. When the wife and husband so happen to share similar dark fantasies, or she is willing to try, (whether it be truly for her husband or for her own personal reasons, or both is another question in mind). However, if they did find a dynamic that worked, how far do their fantasies go? Maybe they can play it out until they both decide otherwise.. communication is mandatory when coasting through this ride. Taking those moments to stop and discuss each other’s end goals and any new thoughts is the secret ingredient. You can only crawl up the ladder so far before reaching the top, at which point if you don’t stop and revaluate; having no more ladder to crawl, you fall…
As the weekend quickly approached, it was now time for me to prepare for my weekend away, visiting my black lover. I laid out my heels, dresses, lingerie and anything else slutty in my closet, ensuring nothing was overlooked prior to packing it inside my travel luggage. I was looking forward to this weekend, because CuckHubby would be left at home; anxiously awaiting any details or news my lover and I decided to throw him. It was now friday morning and as Cuckhubby drove me to the airport I instructed him that while I was away this weekend, he is not allowed to cum; atleast not until I return home. I could see the torture in his eyes but they glazed with excitement too. Cuckhubby dropped me off at the airport and we kissed goodbye. “I’ll text you when I land.” And gave him a small kiss on the lips. During my flight I had wondered what my lover had in store for us this weekend. The feeling of excitement mixed with anxiousness filled my body, it was like I was so sensitive and full of pent up energy; of course the first thing I wanted to do was fuck him as it has been a whole week without any of his cum inside me. Once I arrived I could see his car waiting for me in the pick up area. I hopped in and immediately leaned in for a hot an tempting kiss. On the way back to his place, he was asking if I was for sure ready for this weekend as he had different plans in store this time. I was always ready for anything he wanted to do, I could never tell him no and loved the control he had over me. My lover gave me clear instructions for when we got to his place, take a shower and wait for him naked on his bed. Once I made it to the bathroom I texted Cuckhubby to let him know I had made it safe and sound, then I washed up and served myself to my lover on his bed. He had this look in his eye, one I’ve never noticed before; so deep, full of passion and desire. I stared into his eyes as he leaned in to kiss me, our make-out session was different: so intense and full of feelings; feelings that turned my body into a complete slut, desperate for every inch of his body. He then went down and licked that pussy so good I was already moaning. Once his cock was inside, stretching my pussy I couldn’t help but squeal and squirt everywhere. But he wasn’t done.. He grabbed me by the hips and flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my ass up. Before I could control my breathing he slammed his cock into my ass and pounded me harder and harder … I couldn’t tell if I was mainly screaming from the pain or from the pure overwhelming pleasure i was feeling. To make it all worth it he finished inside me. “Don’t move and keep ur ass up” he said as we went to grab his phone, He took a couple pictures and said “Cuck will love these”. With a quick change of tone he instructed me to take another shower and get ready for our night at the club. I freshened up, did my hair and make up, slipped my dress on and of course my heels. As we were walking to the car lover said we had one stop to make before reaching the club. We pulled into a tattoo shop, their sign said closed. But as we parked someone opened the door and greeted my black lover like they were best friends. My heart stopped beating as I sat in the chair listening to them whisper what was to take place. About 2 hours later we were finished and I got to see what was permanently embedded on the front of my pussy! It was the Queen of Spades symbol and written above and below said “Owned by Black Daddy”. I didn’t even know what to say, even though it was a big deal and I didn’t have a choice.. it was still so hot. Lover and I agreed to not say anything to Cuckhubby until I returned home. The rest of our weekend went by so fast. About 3hrs before my flight, my BBC lover told me that he changed my flight and I’d be staying 2more days; As he wanted more alone time with me. He had already informed Cuckhubby as well. Honestly I was sort of relieved as I wasn’t ready to face him when he saw my tattoo plus knowing my ass was taken, again. I just wanted to stay a bit longer, honestly to have some more play time with my Alpha Stud. Of course those 2 days flew by and I was on a plane headed home. Hubby was waiting in the pick up lane, so I got in the car and said, “hey baby, how was your weekend?” Hoping he would act like it was perfect. He was all but relaxed, I could see his mind going 100 mph and his palms were sweaty. Then he broke the silence and said “I missed you so much my goddess. The pictures I received are so naughty, and my balls are aching for a release.” When we got home I told him to strip down and meet me in the bathroom. I got undressed and put my pink robe on; it was just short enough to hide the tattoo. When he entered the bathroom I pointed down towards my pussy and said “go on baby clean up this used pussy, she’s had it rough this weekend.” Following my orders Cuckhubby took off my robe and before he could get his lips to mine, he saw what was to be an official seal for his fate; I had now officially crossed the point of no return.
The first Orgasm:
Remember when we first met? I do, I remember the unstoppable sensation that radiated through my pussy as your cock pushed through my sweet lips into the undeniable realm of Orgasmic sensation. Feeling that thick, veined, firm cock squeeze it’s way into my tight pussy, testing the waters. How far can that cock go babe? Can it reach the depths of no return? Clenching in, Gripping onto your cock as you start to build up your huge load for me. Holding back until there is nothing left but to explode. Then as I start to beg, you pull the trigger! Your cock starts to pulsate inside me, my pussy aching and craving the deepest and naughtiest actions possible. This feeling brings immediate chills…trembles. Friction between your cock and my pussy creating warm sensations that roll throughout my body like heat waves. Feeling like a freight train that has no emergency break. Feeling your cock release, unloading that thick giant cum shot as deep as the tip of your dick can reach. Pushing all of the limits while your white bare dick is buried deep inside as your seed paints the inside my body.
Orgasm Continues:
Reading this you would think this feeling was a very rare occasion, but not for us. Ive had many of these nights, being lost and captivated by the way my husband makes me feel. Craving something that feels so sinful, so naughty. I can think of several occasions where this need for my naughty desires overrules sleep, food, and daily responsibilities. So wrapped up in each other that neither of us would dare separate to lay in bed. Just stayed awake Feeding each other’s fire. Once we stayed up and I sat on Hubby’s face from 10pm, depriving him of air in a synchronized manner, until 4:30am only to separate, take showers and head off to work, leaving our imaginations running wild. When I lose I’m still winning!!
Cuck or Bull style??? Our dark kinky side never subsided as we pushed through the levels of reality. After finally making it to what seems to be the top of our mischief, we discovered yet another path that would keep us in the right direction to fulfill our kinky needs. No rules or limitations. Why?? If we can’t fully trust and respect each other. Why else would we want to create such boundaries that take away all of the love and intimacy, when that is the whole point to this crave, this lifestyle! To feel free & to let go. The Cuckold lifestyle is a milestone for relationships. The key is to understand what this means. You stay devoted, in love with the person of your dreams, and you’ll only be expected to climb the mountain together and truly make it to the top. We started careful and cautious on our journey. We set a few rules and hard limits. When it came time to play with sex outside of our comfort zone, it was tough. Hard to stay wet and horny when all I wanted was more but couldn’t stop fixating on hurting my husband by breaking a rule somehow. We re-evaluated our terms and those ultimate feelings that we were always fantasizing about returned.
Pure Sensations: Do you remember my first BBC Hubby? We spent 2 days talking this out, exploring every pathway good and bad. Our relationship was never close to week or on the verge of failure. We trusted each other and agreed to no rules or Limitations again! I remember you trying to pamper me hours before my date. You were helping me in every way possible, you choose my outfit, you helped clean me up so I could be fresh for my new possible BBC, and lastly you started the car for me. With a peck on the cheek and a quick I love you, I was gone. I had anxiety when I got to the door. Knocking was the most thrilling feeing I have felt. Should I run? Stay? Smile? The door swung open revealing a tall dark silhouette. My pussy had instantly became hot and bothered as he invited me in. Still speechless, all I could say was heeeyyy with that uncontrollable doofy smile. Without another word M picked me up and carried me into his bedroom where we slowly made our way to the top of the bed. My lips locked onto his and this feeling of sensations and pure drive came over me. While we were kissing, I reached down and undid his pants, yes I pulled the briefs down with them! I’d never seen a cock of his size and length… I couldn’t deep throat this?! But I had to try, which quickly turned into a facefucking session. My eyes were watering, nose was running. I knew at this rate my mascara was smeared across my face. Within 10 minutes I had already looked like an abused slut. Right when I thought I might pass out from choking on his massive cock he grabbed my hair and pulled me off and asked if I would like any water? Puzzled, gasping for air I said please. Shit!! I had forgot to message hubby to ensure him that I made it okay. I Looked at my phone to see one missed call from hubby. I texted an apology and shut my phone off. As I was to into the moment to focus on much else. M set the waters down on the dresser. As I sat up he pushed me down and pinned me with his arms. His light kisses on my neck worked like a drug that flowed through my body, relaxing me completely. What happened next wad the most intense, sensational, mixed pleasure I had ever experienced. I could feel his monster cock stretching every square inch of my pussy as it barged it’s way in. I Immediately started moaning so load it turned into screams. Thrusting in and out pounding his dick in harder and deeper with every stroke I could feel myself dripping cum down his cock and falling onto my ass. It couldn’t be, I was coming all over and I couldn’t stop. Soaking his sheets and covering his cock in creamy juices. Then I started to feel a major pulse inside me enhancing my body’s orgasm. He came so hard inside me that cum was squirting out my pussy while his dick was still inside! I had no words. It was the best I ever had. How do I tell that to my husband? Simple, he knows M’s xoxo is way bigger and the whole point was to have the ultimate experience and I did. Hubby is going to cum so hard on my feet hearing about this night.
Every few months we go on a new sexual vacation adventure. This year the 3 of us went to Jamaica. My Heart stopped in place when I noticed that my Black lover and Cuckhubby were missing. I started to think I was going nuts so I laid back awhile watching the strobe lights reflect from the ceiling. Within minutes I lingered into a light sleep; this lasted what seemed like moments before I felt my strong bull pick me up and carry me to the Master suite. The room was beautiful and draped in a deep red. The bed itself was big enough for 5 of us! I asked lover what we were doing and where Cuckhubby had run off too. My lover grabbed me by the waist, pulled me in close and smiled. Your Cuckhubby has finally understood the unspoken respect of him ultimately giving you up to me when I please. Today is Valentine’s Day and I wanted to spend a portion of it …alone with ONLY you. Yes this has been a cuckold relationship and you both have done so well. I love being your bull, but way to much…And you!! You never stop to give yourself credit and treat yourself to any little thing you want. I know you care so much about your husband and you have more than proven your loyalty to him. For Valentine’s Day, for me; I am asking you to set that aside as I can promise He could never access this area nor hear anything. Give yourself to me again but because you really want it… Lust, passion, love, strength. Just this once, really let go and compromise with me. Feelings of multiple orgasms beyond my will to stop, numb in the face from creaming uncontrollably on my lovers thick black hung cock. That cock that I have worshiped and used to make my husband absolutely jealous/insane over, and over, yes that cock, will be the best treat, for the last time. It was i that knew something that no one else knew, this beautiful moment with just my lover only is the last time. I will forever crave this BBC and keep my secrets between my lover, my pussy and I. But it must come to an end. “Shhhhhh fuck baby I love the way you fuck” said bull😇😈😘me too lover, me too. I need to eat so call hubby and let’s meet at the pub. As the sun beamed through, While walking towards the center of the tower in the evening sky, I could see a silhouette of my man walking to the same spot, coming right back to me. It was in this moment I realized the true meaning of loyalty between my husband and I. Together face to face I feel/see the Passion and his true desires deep in his eyes, and I’m home. -BBC Hotwife
My husband is my Cuckhubby (Cuckold) and I am his Godesss (Cuckoldress), we have been dabbling with the rules of our arrangement in regard to our relationship’s lifestyle. We started with a few rules like; No kissing, No smacking in face, no sensual/lovely duvey making out; all which seemed as the standard rules most couples set for themselves. As we progressed in exploring this particular lifestyle, we realized the need to alter our limitations or more so eliminate them. Having limits and rules in place did not afford the freedom to fully explore our fantasies, in their entirety. I was hindered, my ability to fully let loose; to do the things I might do without having the stress and anxiety of disrespecting my husband. Passion and sensuality are commonplace with any sexual encounter and to limit those would be counter productive in turning fantasy into reality. Date had night rolled around and I was waiting for my lover to arrive at my door (he’s Mr.Sensual during sex). I told my Cuckhubby to not speak unless spoken to and to be respectful. I could see Mr. Sensual’s lights pull in the driveway, as I watched out the window. Once my Black lover walked though the door I jumped into him arms and started kissing him, so soft and delicately. Instead of bringing his bag to the bedroom and showering first; he dropped his bag in the entryway, threw me over his shoulder and carried me upstairs into my bedroom. Along the way up the stairs I looked at Cuckhubby and said “well, aren’t you coming too?” Lit with joy, he followed us up to the bedroom. My BBC lover tosssed me on our marital bed an started pulling my clothes off so fast, I could hear them tearing in places. Pinching my nipples he said “your going to be a good girl right?” Without any hesitation I moaned, “yes daddy, I’ll do anything you want.” At the time I didn’t understand what I had agreed to. “Bend over now, On your hands and knees” he said firmly. My cuckhubby was sitting in front of me in the corner. I smiled and said “are you ready to watch me get this real cock? Oh and don’t think about coming tonight, I don’t want to be distracted with your little dick coming”. Right then Mr. Sensual’s bare 11 inch cock slammed into my pussy, that feeling is so addicting, I could feel my pussy dripping from his cock instantly. I’m sure I was creaming all over his cock with every withdraw. He pulled his black cock out suddenly, and there’s a moment of silence before his giant cock invaded my ass; causing me to scream so loud I was hoping the neighbors could hear me and check on us for some sort of a distraction from my ass being taken. My screaming had little to no effect on my black lover and he started pounding my ass harder and harder until he came deep inside, owning my ass the one thing I’ve never allowed CuckHubby to even get close to having. I went straight to the restroom to clean up and regain my mind, unsure of how I felt about what just took place. It was only a matter of seconds before I started wondering how my Cuckhubby was going to react, I quickly swept that thought out of my brain and met them downstairs to say goodbye. “Damn you fine, Girl. Until next time. Cuck, I’ll be in touch.” Mr. Sensual said with a coy attitude. Cuckhubby thanked him for coming out and both of us went inside. I walked straight back to my bedroom and sat right where my lover took my ass. I called for Cuckhubby to come up. Once in front of me, I took out the cuffs and restrained his arms behind his back. And a spreader bar between his legs. On his Hands and knees positioned right where the sheets were soaked from me coming with my black stud. You could tell he was already getting turned on from the scene itself; as I walked around the bed getting the lube, I could see his body twitching. I crawled on the bed to him pushed his legs up and gave him soft rim job to loosen him up and help him relax before taking him like I was just taken in the same spot…..Oh! I forgot to mention didn’t I??? It’s his first time🤫 I then started caressing his body with my hands and rubbing his ass with my hips. I place my hands on his hips and pull him into me as I thrust forward. Did I mention I am addicted to his ass!! Best bubble booty alive, so thick and natural. Battling through the hot temptation and pain he started to give in and be ok with it. I stepped it up and leaned forward grabbing the back of his neck, leaning down to his ear and whispered “I’m in shock too about Mr. Sensual’s actions but he owns my ass now. So in turn I’m going to own yours. I am so excited to pop your cherry Cuckhubby”. He was so turned on that he started softly moaning and slowly rockin his hips around, just begging for it. I retrieved the lube and started slowly rubbing it all over his ass, balls and little dick. Every time I ran my finger past his virgin hole, he would clinch up. I started messaging him until he relaxed a bit, and when I felt the time was right I took that ass. After Orgasming twice and coming right after Cuckhubby was drained completely of cum; I knew Iowned his ass.
It’s Friday morning, as I sit here looking out the window watching the sun rise; I can’t help but day dream about my new date and how he is going to be like. I’ve been talking to him through text and text everyday for the past 3 weeks. So far he seems to have a good sense of humor; however, he’s serious when his mind is focused. All of his pictures were sexy as hell; his dick was huge, 11 inches measured, I have never had bigger than 8 inches! Anxious and nervous I hopped out of my morning shower and went to wake up my Cuckhubby (I let him sleep in today). Usually he gets up before me and has coffee ready to go for when I wake up. He’s a sweetie I know. When I woke cuckhubby up, it only took a matter of minutes before he cracked a smile and started poking and prodding about how I was feeling this morning, did i need anything, has B talked to me this morning yet, still on for 9pm? I stood in the bedroom laughing. Most people would not tolerate my Cuckhubby for 20minutes before throwing him out; but he is my faithful husband and I would never have it any other way. By the time we got our morning coffee done, clothes picked out and house cleaned, it was about 2pm. At which time I received a lovely text from B confirming tonight at 9. I was stoked!! I told Cuckhubby that B confirmed and we started to get things ready to go. The plan was to meet at a fancy Bar and grill, about 4hrs from our home. Grab some food and drinks then head to his friends place for a pool party. Cuckhubby dropped me off ten to 9pm, and B was standing right out front waiting for my arrival. ◦ Dinner was great! I had a decent amount of drinks before we decided to head to this pool party. I had never been to a pool party before, I assumed it was just a big nice place with a pool. I was right about the place, a mansion with an amazing indoor/outdoor pool. Before we exited the car, I texted my Cuckhubby to let him know we arrived at the party and the night was going well. Everything seemed to be going smooth up until we got past the security gate. We had to go threw a metal detector like at the airport. B’s demeanor changed and I got a strange feeling. As we walked through the door, 3 gentlemen in Tailored suits walked up to us and greeted us. B stepped up and said “ Everyone, this is K. She is new to the area.” I smiled but remained quiet staying on B’s side. As we made it around the corner, he pulled me aside; essentially informing me that I now will be working for him and that my position would begin as an escort for his “dating” service business. “Be at room PH13 at 10:30p exactly, act professional, yet dirty and sexy. At 12, NO LATER you come out of that room and right back here. Tomorrow I will be at your house to pick u up at 6pm, understood??The gentlemen B catered his services too, went through extensive background checks and were all upper class. I didn’t know what to say to B; I thought this was supposed to be another hot night away from CuckHubby, but the thought of being an escort had always been one of my deepest fantasies. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to live that out, I said yes sir. B said “good girl” and left me to finish my task. I started heading towards the Penthouse, my heart was racing, however I knew that I could indeed do this and make good money. Enough money to where my husband and I could move to our dream home to live it out our lives. What would my sweet Cuckhubby think?? Oh shit, I am not sure I should be doing this! Or even considering it! Deep down, my mind was already made up. I reached a conclusion in my head already, it was done. I was now an escort, working for my black lover; servicing whomever he choose. There would be no going back.
Dear Cuckhubby, I’ve been thinking about our lifestyle a lot lately I feel that some things that you mention as promising or hopeful fantasies for us to live out, may mean something entirely differently our cuckold lifestyle progresses. I am starting to enjoy a lot about this particular lifestyle. Your encouragement and support when it comes to needing help or direction has been a large key to our successes and progress. Sometimes we get into depth conversations and desires. I know once you said you were still scared of a certain thought, but at the same time you couldn’t stop thinking about it? I think this is great, I really do! But have you really stepped out of the fun zone and check out the reality of it all? You are saying that you ultimately want me too find that %100 perfect black man with a huge and thick cock. Let him completely destroy my pussy so you can NEVER again know what It feels like. In order for the ultimate scenario to be complete, I will have to completely give myself up to my lover. That fully means he can do everything and anything with me however he pleases. Another reason for being more cautious when expressing what you want and desire in the end, if the guy is %100 perfect for me, don’t you think this could possibly pose a risk to your marriage? At the least, I’d probably spend more time with my lover. Especially If he is supposed to be Mr. perfect and have full control over me sexually. This could be a hairy place, that could sink the ship. These are the thoughts that have been running through my head. I love you with all of my heart! We have the best family and a great start to be unstoppable in this lifestyle, should be benefiting us. On this note, remember that night when we got drunk together and we were upstairs fooling around and you pushed your ass back against me in bed? That was an amazing night and a great experience for us. Overall this lifestyle seems to be the place for me, I just want us to go through it together and fully understand each other. Honestly Cuckhubby this letter is your one and only notice. Be careful what you wish for. . . .
It had finally happened, I found the perfect Big Black Man to stretch/destroy my married white pussy. However he isn’t exactly local, J lives across the state and has no issues traveling here on the weekends, just as long as I could travel to him. as well. All the dirty, wet, sexy talk we had been having on the phone, only made my pussy wetter and want him more. Hubby and I had agreed that I wasn’t to travel anywhere until they see us first, to ensure everyone’s safety and build some chemistry. J was so smooth and convincing. One day he called much earlier, to have some sexy talk. Somehow he convinced me into agreeing to go to his place first, instead of waiting for him to come to me. Once I hung up, the amazing feeling of excitement and dominance set in, and I made plans to go see J that weekend. Later that night I told cuckhubby what I had done, but instead of getting upset he just went silent and had a blank look on his face, yet it seemed his mind was flooding with feelings. CuckHubby reassured me that nothing was wrong and to just have fun and check in. After the entire week of waiting I finally arrived at J’s condo! When I got to the door he was standing there waiting for me. J was tall with a rocking build that makes you feel like you have no choice but to give in. He opened all the doors and was always very polite. J was not a man of many words but when he did speak he was stern yet meaningful. He gave me a kiss and told me to dress up in one of the outfits in the closet he had set out and the black heel in the box Christian lubitions. We went to a huge club, all black guys and hot white woman, and had an absolute blast! As a matter of fact that’s all we did the entire weekend: eat, drink, party, smoke, then repeat. Only thing we did was make out and rub on each other. It was so painful to restrain myself from not begging for his cock. In no time the weekend was over, and he decided to drive me back himself. J informed me that I was to tell Cuckhubby that we had zero sex and just hung out in town with his friends, then back to his house. I can’t lie and say I wasn’t a little nervous. J walked me up and opened my door. There, in the kitchen was cuckhubby, craving the juices that is usually caked on my pussy. No No.. I said, there will be no need for your services tonight. However You will need to buy yourself a room for tonight… Leave now I’ll see you in the am. Hubby obeyed without hesitation. Once he left the room I started walking towards the steak dinner, set up at the table with whiskey. I couldn’t make it to the table before J grabbed me by the arms and started kissing me. His kisses became more and more intimate with every touch. Any sort of fear I had before of the unknown had passed and all I wanted his a big black cock stretching my pussy. We ditched the dinner and I took him upstairs to the brand new bed that I have always shared with my Cuckhubby. We hadn’t had sex on this new bed yet, breaking it in seemed like a hot idea. He immediately picked me up, threw me on the bed climbed on top of me and we had many sensual moments. I had never felt a cock of that size inside me before, I couldn’t help it. I was constantly creaming all over his thick girth. All the sudden he pulls out his phone and started recording. Then he just started pounding that pussy. Then right before I was about to squirt he pulls his cock out, slaps my ass with lube and slid his massive BBC right in my ass. In that split second it was so painful my eyes started to tear up instantly. But with every stoke came more pleasure. Till soon I was yelling his name and rubbing my clit until I started squirting. J dumped a huge load inside my ass, which was a first for me. We then laid down, talked for a while and went to bed. The next morning all I could think about was that J actually came inside my ass while my pussy was beat red and dry. J now owned my ass..there’s no going back from that. This is something that Cuckhubby can never have. Which explained why I had a great big smile on my face when Cuckhubby walked through the door. He instantly asked what I was up too. I said “get your sexy ass over here and eat this cum out of of your slutty wife”, as I bent over the couch. He reaches for my pussy.. I give him a warning slap on the side of ihis face an said “NO Cuckhubby, it’s not in my pussy.” J said his face turned beat red and he also grew an Erection. He was so shocked! You could see the disappointment and humiliation in his face. “Go on..” I said. And he finished his job like the amazing Cuckhubby he is.
When choosing which pair of my slutty panties I want my cuckhubby to wear, I think of his thick bubble booty. How sexy and desirable I can make it look. The shape is the perfect creation of a true cuckold. Sliding my hands down over his hips, gripping his panties, putting pressure on his balls; I can see his desire race through his mind making his cock harder. As I grab that fat ass an smack it, I Remind him why his little white cock is tucked under the lace of my panties, explaining that theres no need to get hard, his cock will never be as big and thick as my black lovers. There’s no other way I’d rather see my cuckhubby than bent over submissively in my lace awaiting my company. -BBC Hotwife
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