Thank you so much for rocking my fucking world, not just this morning but literally our entire relationship. I want you to know that every single orgasm/cum load I have had since that day we ditched our ex’s and began our love story to the over the top, back breaking, cum loaded orgasms you allowed me to have multiple times this morning; including every orgasm in between all belong to you. We jokingly talked about your training my cock to solely rely on you for all its pleasure and orgasms; that jokingly talk has absolutely became the evidence of the true power you have over that intimate aspect of having the ability to cum. You honestly own my cock, the freedom of orgasm/cumming is nonexistent for me as you trained me to give you that power as well and now own that as well. I don’t want you to stop until every aspect of my entire being has been claimed and owned by you. I cant describe the feeling I get before, during and after you pin me down and grind yourself against me; all I can say is I have never experienced anything like that feeling before. Like everything else with you I now can’t help but to crave more of that attention, and have become addicted to you asserting yourself more and more in that manner. Basically I want you to take what you want, when you want and how you want; taking complete ownership. I dont care what anybody thinks or how the world expects us to become; all I desire is to be yours forever and belong to you without limitation or hesitation. I love you sexy goddess; and I hope you want to own it all as bad as I want you to take it all. Muah😈😈😈
How is it possible for your strongest sexual desires to overpower all the angst, doubt and warning signs telling you to abandon ship; that pursuing your greatest fantasy will ultimately lead to your biggest downfall. I’m forever a prisoner to my want, no my NEED, to turn fantasy into reality; no matter how many have lost their way seeking the same. I know the statistics and the testaments of psychologists, therapists and the real life couples who walked the same path; yet the confidence I have in my wife and our relationship keeps this dangerous flame lit deep within my soul. I didn’t know that two people could be as emotionally, psychologically and physically connected as her and I; essentially the true definition of the same two souls reconnecting in each lifetime they experience. I believe that it’s the connection her and I share that gives us the advantage over all else who failed, and that same connection which will ultimately ensure the bond we have cannot be broken no matter the circumstance in which we find ourselves. I mean how common is it for a man like myself to desire his wife to find her ultimate satisfaction by becoming the sexual property of another man; a man who is physically superior, far more endowed and who gives my wife the strong desire to submit sexually to him just as she inspires the same in me to submit to her??? I can’t imagine any sane person who in my position and had the woman that I have would be so willingly to risk losing it all. Diving into this halfway, setting limitations and rules, could never live up to actually fulfilling the burning I have inside. Giving her the unrestricted freedom and placing my complete trust in her to lead us into this dangerous realm of sexual promiscuity is the only way to truly live out this fantasy. What I am saying is that I have full confidence in my wife to fulfill this NEED, that as we progress our bond will only become stronger, and our marriage and family will never truly be at extreme risk. That when she is in her role as temptress and loses herself in each sexual endeavor, she is doing it for us and by completely becoming and embracing that role will we ever achieve any ground in this world. I understand the process involved in progression through all of this: the flirty messages and naughty talk as she hunts for the perfect match, the sensual and passionate sexual encounters that lead to the chemistry and trust built needed between her and her new lover to make this all real, how she will crave the superior sexual satisfaction her lover gives her, how my satisfaction comes from her desire to belong to another sexually, that my submission to her is essentially the same role in which she plays for her lover, how eventually her sexual freedom will be controlled by another, how her lover will have power over the sexual contact she is allowed with me, how her appearance and act will be to please him, and how after she has got her fill she will toss her lover aside returning to me until she is ready to play the temptress game with another. In conclusion what I am saying is: that my desire to pursue such sexual fantasies, regardless of the warning label attached, exists not because of a general want to just be cuckolded by any woman; but the fact the connection I have to my wife is everlasting and gives me full confidence that our story will be one of extreme sexual satisfaction and the ultimate testament of bringing fantasy to reality versus the stories so often that end in ruins and heartbreak. It also doesn’t hurt to marry the female version of yourself who has just as dark and dirty fantasies, if not naughtier, than myself.
I pulled into my driveway, and parked the rental Chevrolet Tahoe right by the walkway leading from the house. I grabbed wifey’s and I’s suitcases, with more than enough packed for the 10 day journey we had planned, and loaded them in the back of the SUV. I did a double check to ensure we didnt forget anything we might need. Once ready to go I made my way to our bedroom to see what was holding up wifey; she had just wrapped up her conversation with our Alpha Bull as I walked inside, which was perfect timing as she had new details for our trip. Instead of us meeting our bull in California for our 10 day vacation, we would actually be picking him up at our hometown airport this evening and would all road trip the 2 day drive together. Within minutes of the 3 of beginning our journey, her Black stud had her bare ass naked in the back seat of the brand new rental; I could tell this road trip was going to be very eventful from our erotic start. I am not going to lie, the little dares/games and tasks he so easily convinced my wife to take part in, were equally if not more of a turn on then when I would catch them fucking just behind me as I navigated our way to Cali. I never thought my wife would actually walk into the gas station convenience store, with her face obviously covered in thick, sticky cum; she was finally just being her true fun slutty self and I was loving every minute of it. We made it just into Oregon as, I began to feel sleepy; I swapped driving responsibilities with our Bull and enjoyed the comfort of the entire back seat as my wife joined him up front. The sounds of her slurping and sucking his big black cock, and watching the silhouette of her head Bob up and down was just the perfect setting for me to drift off to sleep. I woke up to an empty car, in a hotel parking lot a few hours later as the sun rose. They must have decided to get a room after driving awhile; so I wandered inside to find that we had traveled less than 20 miles since I took the backseat. I wandered the hallways and noticed our Bull and my Hotwife relaxing in the public hot tub, and made my way inside. They decided to go ahead and book this hotel for the remainder of our trip; and even mentioned how they informed the entire waitstaff of our exact relationship dynamic so there was no need to hide anything. Following you to the large suite at the end of the hall, as my Hotwife paraded herself naked without even a towel the entire way; was definitely a first. We sat and discussed the things we would do for the next week and a half; strip clubs, tattoo parlors, sex clubs and of course panty shopping topped the list. All I knew was that this new out in the open Slutwife my Hotwife was becoming made it all worth it; the ensuing days were sure to be a blast. TO BE CONTINUED…
-SubHubby
It was hard to ignore, the slight hitch in your walk as I waited by the baggage terminal for you to return from visiting friends in Cali; that was my first hint. When you had absolutely no pictures of you and your lifelong girlfriends from school, I knew something definitely was not exactly as you portrayed. We made our way home and instantly I could tell you were bad, with that devilish smile you proudly wore across your face. You tell me that you planned this trip to specifically live out one of my greatest fantasies and asked me to guess which one. You laughed when I asked if our Bull was moving in; shook your head when I asked to see if you got a new tattoo or piercings; I thought back to your side to side type of walk and instantly knew. Your face gave the biggest tell when I mentioned “brazzers”, “bang bros” and “bang my wife”; no I knew instantly that you went all in. “Blacked Raw Porn Scene” I exclaimed to you; I was right. This was probably one of my all time fantasies and am so overjoyed the risk you took to make it all come true. You tossed me the thumbdrive containing your scene and excused yourself to relax in the bath. I immediately plugged it in and took in this amazing gift you just gave me. You look so hot in the video, just wearing heels and fishnet stalkings, as you acted out your role as a high class escort. I definitely see why the funny walk after seeing your costar enter the scene. You could barely get the head of his enormous cock in your mouth, how did your pussy manage. In true slut form you took it like a champ, and squirted 3 times in just that 20 minute scene. It was so hot when he filled your swollen pussy and I couldn’t help but notice you wore your actually wedding ring I gave you for the shoot. I replayed it two more time before heading upstairs; to join you my sexy porn star BBCHotwife in bed.
I was a bit apprehensive when we first began to explore more and my wife told me that giving her “bull” control of her sexual activity with me, her husband, was not an option for her. I was unsure if she really had a desire for this lifestyle and if she was just doing what she thought I wanted her to do. I started to question myself and wonder if I was being selfish and overlooked her feelings; boy was I wrong. Her fear of coming off too “slutty” or pushing me back gave her reason to hold back; but as she noticed my desires were very much in line with hers that fear wore off. The first time she called up a lover just so I can ask his permission to have sex with her, almost made me explode on the spot. It might be shorter to just list the things we won’t do, but trust me it’s more entertaining to take this route. It’s amazing to see how much we have both loosened up and just how productive throwing random kinky and dirty fantasies out there to see what sticks. One evening we discussed for hours the appeal of her having anal sex with her “bull”, no biggie right; wrong she has never even considered giving her ass to me and now wanted that to belong to her black lover. How that is something he would have claim to forever, as hubby will never get that; now this whole scenario is a must to accomplish. What started off as ordering a temporary “QOS” tattoo has now blossomed into her getting an actual “BBC Owned” tattoo above her pussy. Her “bull” sharing her with his friends, tag teaming her and even setting up a gang bang for my wife is all well within play; the latest evolution of that has been talks of her becoming an escort for him. It drives me wild when we pick him up from the airport and the entire ride home the sounds of my wife’s mouth sucking his cock passionately fill the car. How he is the only cock allowed to cum inside her, because if her IUD fails they want zero doubt on who knocked my wife up. Just recently she told me that he is considered moving in with us, and she is totally cool with it. That he had sent in a couple homemade videos they made and now she has an offer to star in the next Blacked Raw porn movie, and has accepted with no worries on who finds out. Yes this transformation has been a wild ride, yet there isn’t a single thing I wouldn’t do for my Goddess; and there’s very little she wouldn’t do for BBC.
Looking back and remembering how we first began this journey of sexual exploration, it’s of little wonder how our investment of time and energy was never met with the satisfaction we believed to be pursuing. We didn’t take the time to really discuss the true desires we had, or the ways we could make them a reality; instead we blindly jumped online and began a “going nowhere fast” journey to constant let downs, followed by the frustration of time being wasted over and over again. After a few months of gaining zero ground, on one of those nights (described in the series introduction), we decided to explore our desires and set standards on who/what we were looking for. We were moving in the right direction, but the limits we had in place prevented us from developing any sort of chemistry and trust with any person we invited into our relationship. We at this point have failed to really discuss what we sought in our ideal partner. One of our first rules was that the prospective partner be more endowed than hubby is, and at 8 inches erect we saw our current pool of candidates thin out. Next wife wanted someone who was physically larger than both of us and also discovered her preference for black men. We also decided that said partner being naturally dominant and being comfortable taking control was equally important. His confidence and attitude, the experience he brought to the table on top of the ideas he had to contribute all play a major factor. Essentially our ideal partner is a physically large, well endowed, dominant, black man; who has the Alpha male attitude, who from the get go was comfortable asserting his position by establishing expectations of the wife and bringing new ideas to the table. It hasn’t been easy but expanding outside our current living area and taking travel into consideration, we have found a few likely candidates. -SubHubby
As my naked wife lies beside me in our bed, vigorously rubbing her clit to the sexual images her black lover is vividly detailing to her over the phone; I sit silently beside her becoming more and more aroused by the undeniable pleasure state my wife has transported herself to. I feel my cock jump and twitch reacting to each thought and response my wife moans into the phone. It’s both sexually invigorating and frustrating how during these fantasy fueled conversations with her BBC Lover, she is able to give herself without distraction to him; as if I wasn’t there, naked beside her begging her attention. She picks up intensity and clenches her eyes shut; really trying to transport herself to the scene being painted by the words carefully crafted to bring her to this level of pure lust. My wife must be on the verge of orgasm, because she starts to beg her lovers permission to cum; a regular theme in their dynamic. My cock betraying me by becoming fully erect, as my wife calls another man Daddy and breaks out into an uncontrollable fit of orgasmic pleasure. The phone call ends and she returns her attention to me, taking notice of the rock hard erection poking up from between my legs. Our night was only just beginning, as events like that phone call lead us into an all out sleepless night of discussing our fantasies and driving one another wild with detailed accounts of the sexual encounters we create in our minds. It’s nights like this one that sets the direction of our sexual adventures and pushes us to realize what it is that truly ignites our world. I begin by asking her what details she enjoyed most from her conversation, and as she fully recounts every new possibility her Black Stud put into her mind, I find myself overcome with the confidence to confide in the newfound sexual desires that I have come to recognize since the last time we had a night like tonight. Its truly amazing how we feed off each other and create these insanely erotic scenarios that reveal hidden desires we didn’t know existed within us. In fact it was a night much like tonight that inspired us to not only define our ideal partner but also provide an outline of what we were willing to do along the way, and what the ideal proverbial “finish line” would look like. In each of my next three blog posts I will go into detail on each of the afformentioned aspects(our ideal partner, outline of what we would do, and description of what the end is) that stemmed from sexual fueled nights such as this. -SubHubby
I’ve always known that the idea of: being taken sexually by multiple dominant Black men at the same time, has been an undying desire of hers that will never go away. Her birthday was fast approaching and somehow I was able to keep her birthday surprise a secret. After posting on several IR sex sites, and screening multiple candidates I managed to find two ominant, muscular, extremely well endowed black gods to fulfill my wifes burning desire. On the eve of her birthday I picked up both studs from the airport and took them to their hotel for the night and reviewed the plan one last time. As we finished up our family obligations for celebrating her birthday we made our way back home where I kept her on edge, hinting that her night was nowhere close to reaching its climax. We walked in the door and I told her to refresh in the shower and lay on the bed face down so i can give her body some special massage attention. As my wife showered the two enormous Black Men arrived and hung around downstairs until I had her prepared for them to come make her dreams come true. She laid face down on the bed completely naked, her tiny body there for the taking as I entered the bedroom and straddled her back. Happy birthday babe, I whisper in her ear as I blindfold her and reveal that she is in store for a new kind of massage; then heads downstairs to hand over the “figurative” keys, of his wifes naughty hidden desires to the two Black studs awaiting for her. I watch the men head up stairs briefly before following behind them; as they enter the room, one turns to shut the door as I approach and get met with sound of the lock clicking, stripping me the privilege of watching one of my wife’s greatest fantasies come to reality. I lean my head against the door, as my wife soon learns of her soon to be fate. She let out a brief scream, before the sound of a short-lived struggle took over. It couldn’t of been more than half a minute before they were able to get full control of her, and the sounds of struggle were replaced by sounds that could only be attributed to that of a good skull-fucking and the pounding of an extremely wet pussy being taken hard. Time seemed to be at a standstill as I listen to and forced to imagine the scene occurring inside my bedroom. After what must of been a couple hours the two Black studs emerged from my room and quickly exited the house to their awaiting uber ride. I enter my room and find my wife laying seductively on our mess of a bed, with a look that could only be caused by raw passion and satisfaction. I obediently crawled between her legs and began to worship her swollen pussy. I look up to her expecting her to recount the experience, but instead she tells me that, “since I kept the surprise a secret, the encounter shall remain so as well”. I burned with wonderment and curiosity, continuing to clean up my well used Goddess of a wife.
Completely restrained to our bed, my face buried in the pillows with chest flat against the soft sheets, my ass pinned up with an arch in my back; unable to squirm away or move whatsoever no matter what. I feel saliva running down my cheeks from the ball gag that was placed in my mouth to silent my pleas and screams for help and mercy. I knew this was coming, it had been almost an entire week since she first force fucked me with her large black strap-on. I remember I couldn’t walk straight for a few days and how bad the sting felt as she popped my cherry; but at the same time my wife asserted herself rightfully so as my superior and took what was rightfully hers to own. I already did this once before but I was more nervous now for some reason. I heard her close the door and walk downstairs, leaving me alone for what seemed like hours. I heard the thunder of our staircase as footsteps approached the door to my room. I was immediately overcome with extreme fear as I heard the familiar voices of my wife and her Black BBC lover. I couldn’t make out the entire conversation but definitely caught on that the reason wifey was so particular on me being shaved completely smooth, and that the silk thong I was wearing accentuated my ass better than anything else. I was her fuck trophy on display and I had a really good idea that this trophy wasn’t the kind people weren’t allowed to handle, if you catch my drift. Frozen with fear I about die from terror inside when I feel my wifes long skinny fingers pull my to the side as the feeling of warm lube runs down my ass. I feel my wife get behind me and line her large black toy up against my freshly taken hole. I notice the weight shift on the mattress as I can sense her Black lover get behind her. As he pounds into her it forces the toy deep inside and back out just as quickly as he withdraws from her, she follows in suit. The stamina of her black lover is incomparable to anyone we have ever met, and I’m taking the brunt of that. I swear I’ve been getting fucked for over an hour or more. All of a sudden everything stops and my wife withdraws. She crawls up next to me and reaches down with her hand to start massaging my panty covered package, simultaneously I feel the presence of her huge black lover take the place directly behind me that my wife just vacated. I feel his huge hands grab my hips and his huge member press against my body. My wife whispers into my ear that she owns my ass, just like her Black Daddy owns her and he can share her at will with friends so it’s only fair she shares me with her Black Stud. She grips my cock and strokes vigorously as he plunges inside me, almost causing me to pass out. In what seemed like a long time, it only took a matter of minutes before I was filled with the same cum my wife has had lots of times. Both get up and leave so her man can get dressed and go. She returns to release me, before rolling me on my back and passionately riding my cock as her tongue goes down my throat until I cum. As I pass out from the crazy night, I awaken to laying in a puddle of dried cum reminding me of how much I really have no control.
2 hours had gone by since my wife was supposed to be home from meeting this potential longterm Black Lover whom we’ve been in contact for over a couple months. It was pushing midnight. Essentially this guy fit the bill on every image and fantasy we had for the man we would follow in taking our relationship to more intense levels. He had no problem taking the lead and asserting himself at the Top of our relationship dynamic. Wifey was already calling him daddy, on top of the facial expressions she would get when talking to him over the phone and I had never been so turned on at how eager my wife had become for this man we had yet to meet. I must of fell asleep in my lazyboy waiting for my wifes return or phone call, because I woke up around 2 am in the morning as my phone was buzzing on the end table with a new message from an unknown number. I began to read this mystery text and as I got barely into it I recognized the writing style and knew it was the BBC Daddy my wife was meeting the day prior. “Hey CuckHubby, your wife wants to apologize for saying she would be home by 10 last night; but she had a really long, hard and wet day yesterday. So I felt it necessary for her to just stay at my place. I told her I’d let you know.” I respond back to him, “stating that isn’t how we do things in our relationship and checking in at certain intervals is definitely non-negotiable, that this whole thing is unacceptable.” Within minutes, he answers back with, “those rules were made between you and your wife, they may be valid with her. But as she testified today she is completely my personal slut above all else, no holding back. So you see the person you made that deal with is no longer, that person is transformed into being Owned by me her Black Daddy! However her and I will be to your place by noon, so we will see u soon. Directions to follow” I sat there in amazement as I just had no answer for his statement, we had discussed her being BBC Owned so I know she went ahead with it. I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I headed up stairs to clean up. At 10 am I get a message, “ensure your marital bed is ready and your wifes wedding dress is ready for her to put on for me before I lay my claim to her wearing that in your marital bed.” My mind is completely blown thinking of what is about to occur, in my home. An hour before they arrive I receive a final text, “my little slut and I require privacy for such an intimate moment, you will check into a hotel for the day and night, I’ll have your wife until then.” My heart pounding I grab an overnight bag and obediently head out to the local motel. Just as I lay down to rest I get one last message from this Dominant Black Man who now owns my wife, it contains a link to a porn video on pornhub; I click the link and feel immediate humilation as I watch a very public video of my wife, on our bed, in her wedding dress being treated like a complete slut. Now when our guy texts me it’s always instructions on how I am to have wifey prepared for him.
Real Cuckold Couple BBC-Wife SUB-Hubby 