Friday, 29 April 2016

In Your Imagination

In my imagination I see a cuckold proudly displaying his personal homage to his Wife's Black Master.

What do you see in your imagination?

Wednesday, 27 April 2016

It Would Be An Honour To Be Cuckolded By Wives Such As These

There are some Wives in this world that every cuckold knows that it would be an honour to be their husband and a joy to be cuckolded by them.

Cuckold knows that those pretty see through
panties will soon be coming off for Master.

A beautiful Wife who has been beautifully prepared by
cuckold for her first date with a prospective Lover.

A true cuckold would accept anything to to keep
such a beauty as her as his Wife. And that
'anything' is due very soon.

Young and lovely Jenna should have many Lovers
as well as a cuckold for her amusement.

Hubby bought her this swimsuit so she could
attract a new Lover. Happily it was very successful.

As long as he could see that face every day, cuckold
would let her have all the Boyfriends she wants.

Sunday, 24 April 2016

A Rhyme for Our Time

Seeing your Wife with her Lover and dressed to arouse his lust can be one of those special moments for a cuckold, especially in the knowledge that his child now grows inside her.

My shame of being cuckolded will soon be very apparent to all as the baby starts to show.

Saturday, 23 April 2016

A Rhyme for Our Time

To see his Wife, made pregnant by her Black Lover, being intimate with him even though her body is swollen with his child can be especially humiliating for a cuckold. But he knows that this is the way life can be for a man who has relinquished all pretensions of being an Alpha male.

When the twins are born everybody will know I am a cuckold.

Thursday, 21 April 2016

In Your Imagination

In my imagination I see a loving cuckold showing due respect to his Wife. Collared and restrained he willingly demonstrates his subservience to her.

What do you see in your imagination? 

"The more you cuckold me, the more I love you and the more I obey you Mistress."

Monday, 18 April 2016

Just a Few Cuckold Cartoons

I have a perverse liking for cuckold cartoons; it makes a nice change sometimes - please enjoy.

A perfect arrangement for cucky.

Partying with friends while cucky stays at home.

With a real man while cucky watches in amazement.

When she needs warming up before Master arrives.

Cucky's wheel of fortune.

"Yes do it."

Sunday, 17 April 2016

A Cuckold's Life

It has always aroused me to think of my Wife with her Lover and what they do together when she spends the night with him. When she tells me that she likes him to use her as a Whore, it almost blows my mind,

"Does it make you feel good to know a better man than you uses me like a Whore cucky?"

Saturday, 16 April 2016

A Cuckold's Life

Sometimes when a husband asks his Wife, 'Why do you cheat?'  He gets to hear exactly 'why' and maybe he might regret asking the question. Or of course, if you are a cuckold like me, the answer can be so arousing that you may ask it more often.

I love every minute when I am upstairs with Master in your bed cucky.

Wednesday, 13 April 2016

What Do You See In This Picture

In my imagination I see a good cuckold doing what every good cuck should - supporting his Wife as her Lover empties his seed into her unprotected tunnel of love. Such moments are what cuckys' dreams are made of.

"Empty your seed into my Wife Master."

What do you see in your imagination?

Tuesday, 12 April 2016

My Cuckold Shorts -15

Please enjoy my cuckold observations and add comments as you wish

She is smiling because She knows what is in his shorts. He is smiling, because he knows he is going to be fucking Her soon! And Hubby, who took the picture, is smiling because he knows it too!

“Of course He’s been here all night.  Oh! And has his big black 
body been between my legs all night.  What do you think Cuckold?”

This beautiful painting depicts all that is wonderful about interracial love.  
If I were her Cuckold I would have this hanging on my wall.

A Cuckold knows that when she is with her Lover, she
 shows her devotion and respect in so many pleasing ways.

Pictures of his wife and her lover on vacation are always a turn on for a True Cuckold. He knows that he cannot compete with him, so he doesn’t; he just accepts that this is the way it should be.

There are many clues for a Cuckold that tell 
him that his wife might just be unfaithful.

Sunday, 10 April 2016

It Would be an Honour to be Cuckolded by Wives Like These

There are some Wives that you see and you will immediately know that if you were married to them, it would be a privilege to prepare them for dates and welcome them home after they have been with their Lovers.

Knowing that such beauty is shared by better men than me (or you) would be a wonderful gift to the real men in this world.

Naked, happy and carefree; a happy Wife
while on holiday with her Lover

Such warmth and beauty deserves many
Lovers, as her hubby well knows

This sultry beauty's husband knows
it is his duty to be her cuckold.

She has been a better man's pleasure,
now she carries a better man's child.
Cucky is so proud.

Beautiful on the beach as well as in
 her Master's bed - her cuckold
is so proud.

Dressed for a night in her Lover's
arms, with cuckold's help that is.

Friday, 8 April 2016

The Way it Should Be

Every cuckold knows that there is a natural order in life and that the better, bigger and fitter men will always take weak men's Wives for their pleasure, as their Girlfriend and their mate. No amount of sophisticated argument in a so called 'civilised' society will ever change it because it is human nature, so us cuckolds know that this is the way it will always be.

The sweet taste of cuckold's Wife before her mating.

For years I have known I am the lesser man and that others have enjoyed my Wife's company, her body and her desire. But my knowledge that there is a natural order has always sustained me and comforted me. 

Thursday, 7 April 2016

The Way it Should Be

All cuckolds know that she goes to the better man to be mated because he is so much better at everything; just as it has always been since the dawn of time.

Cuckold knows that some things are just meant to be

My Lady has always been free to have Lovers and I have always understood that this is how it should be for a cuckold like myself.

Wednesday, 6 April 2016

The Story of Elaine, Jackson and cuckold james

Chapter Four – A Very Good Plan – Part 1

A very good plan.

Previous Chapters:

Chapter One – My Awakening
Chapter Two – My Resolutions
Chapter Three – Acceptance

I sat at my desk in the African Currency area of the trading floor trying to convince myself that this was a normal day, but of course it was everything but.  How many times did I send young Charlie to get me coffee instead of going for it myself as usual; the trouble was of course that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the mental picture of my Elaine lying blissfully on the sand with Jackson pumping away quite happily between her legs.  Such was my arousal my thoughts caused, what for me an enormous erection, what's more I spent half the morning trying to trap my four inch twig under my belt so it wouldn’t notice when I got up to move around the floor. Sadly every time I stood up it failed and I had to sit down again before I embarrassed myself.

At about ten thirty the Botswanan Pula decided to tank on the rumours of a war in the region so at last I had something to report upstairs.  Contacting my boss, Josh Freeman, I apprised him of the event and gave him some advice on the ramifications for Africa, and the Chinese Yuan given that half of that continent is being dug up by the little men from Peking. This interruption to my daydreaming and my priapic state was a blessing as I could at last go down stairs to the bank’s commodities trading floor and see my best friend Alan.

Alan and I have been friends since we were at college together and many people have remarked over the years that, were it not for my dark hair and his fair, we could have been mistaken for brothers.  Like me, Alan is slightly built, a little reserved (some say self-effacing) and bookish; we are also season ticket holders for Charlton Athletic who are a football team, it has to be said who have seen their glory days pass. What is more, like me Alan has a lovely young Wife called Maddy (Madeline) who is also a very good friend to Elaine – as thick as thieves I would tend to describe those two beauties. Unlike Elaine however, Maddy was expecting a happy event which was starting to show on her sexy little body already.

Alan , as usual, was up to his arse in commodities (in this case cocoa, zinc and wheat prices) but, typically of the best guy I know in this world he waved me over with a smile, sat me down next to his desk and let me watch him trade twenty million dollars worth of ‘stuff’ in less than two minutes – it was a normal trading day.  We sat and chatted while his fingers flew across his keyboard as he made millions for people he’d never met or cared about, so consequently I spent a little more time with Alan than I should have done but I had to make sure that he was going to do what I asked.  “You’re on night cover on Wednesday aren’t you?” I asked.

“Yeah! What of it?  Do you want to swap?” was his reply, but I could see he was intrigued because everybody at the bank hates night cover.  It is incredibly boring to watch trading figures all night but I guess that it has to be done, by someone else preferably.

“No! But I want you to do something for me.”  At first he looked curious and then, when I did not explain further, he agreed. That’s what mates do and I knew that he wouldn’t let me down.  And that was the first part of my plan confirmed.  

As I went back upstairs I recall thinking to myself, ‘Elaine and I must invite them round to drink to their happy news.’ Little did I know that a future social gathering would change my life in ways I could have never envisaged, but enough of that later.

At lunchtime that day, back in my aroused state, I accessed my Amazon Prime account and made a purchase for next day delivery.  Part two of my plan was now set in motion.

Eventually even the most aroused ‘little chap’ has to diminish and shrink so I was able to get on with my work for the rest of the day with only the occasional imaginary return to the beach, until it was time to go home.  As I strode through the entrance atrium to the building Alan caught up with me and, as we catch the same buses, we immediately got into conversation.

“Maddy tells me that you had both planned to go to Wittles Bay yesterday.  Did you go? How was it?”  It was an innocent inquiry but as I looked at Alan I could sense there was something behind it; it wasn’t quite a loaded question but I felt that there was more to it than just interest.

“It was quite secluded,” I responded, still a little curious about the question, “but it was very nice.  And the weather was warm too.  Have you been there as well Alan?” 'Nicely diverted Jim.'

“Yes! Last year.”  And that was that.  No further illumination on Wittles Bay, or as Jackson called it – ‘Snowflake Beach.’  The remainder of our bus journey consisted of discussions about the uselessness of the Charlton Goalkeeper and the four to nil drubbing we received in the last FA Cup game – we have a lot of such sad conversations Alan and I.

That Monday evening was as normal as a Monday night could be.  I made supper – Elaine showered and got ready for bed – I then showered and she cleared away the dishes.  Like many bored couples we watched television for a while and, riveted as we were to the spectacle of posh actors pretending to be ‘Gor Blimey’ Cockneys, we then went upstairs for the night.  All so very normal that is, until Elaine eased herself on top of me and then, with very little encouragement from her, my ‘cotton reel’ resurrected itself and as if it had a will of its own, it slid inside my lovely Wife’s vagina.  Not that I had anything to do with it of course.

Elaine very quickly got into the swing of it and started to grind her pelvis on top of my own meagre offering below.  Gently at first but then with more enthusiastic movements of her hips she rotated herself on my own groin moving my penis around like a tiny shrimp caught in a tidal wave.  Backwards – forwards – side to side while at the same time grating her clitoris over my pubic area until she started to moan with pleasure.  ‘What again? She’s changed since yesterday.  She’s insatiable. Of course she has you idiot – she has a Lover who has stirred her up.’  Such were my thoughts as my Wife took her pleasure, and all this without a word being said by her or me; it was if my wants and wishes had been assumed and I had no input into the process other than to be in attendance and to provide the equipment.

Taking her pleasure of cuckold.

The sight of her beautiful breasts bouncing around above my head, the knowledge that I was in an inferior position and that I was being used worked its usual emotional magic and it wasn’t long before I could feel the arousal turn into the desire to release.  Elaine knew this and increased her efforts by pushing down hard on my pubic bone with her clitoris and even as I came she didn’t stop until she gave out a little moan and collapsed on top of me; sinking me so deep into that soft bed of ours that I couldn’t move.

“That was nice Jimmy,” she whispered in my ear, “but I need that sophisticated tongue of yours.  You’re so damn good with it.”  With her breasts either side of my nose I couldn’t reply so I had no choice but to nod my assent, at which she reached down behind her and, while covering her pussy with her hand, she allowed my penis to slip out of her like a small slippery burst balloon.   Kneeling upright, Elaine shuffled up the bed and squatted over my face with her hand still in place over her vulva while making sure that her own legs had trapped my outstretched arms.  “Get to work little hubby of mine,” was her gentle but unmistakable command, “just like last night.  But even better.”

I could not move my head. My face was blissfully trapped between her strong thighs and, even if I had wanted to I could not have done anything to escape – so I didn’t try.  With the back of her hand touching the tip of my nose Elaine slowly slid her hand away so revealing her bare pussy just above my mouth.  There was no conscious thought and it was by instinct that I opened my mouth and took the warm semen fresh from her vagina over my tongue and into my throat; once again that salty taste filled my mouth and the bleach like aroma assailed my nostrils. ‘I know what you are doing Elaine,’ I thought to myself, ‘you’re preparing me. Is this where my training starts or has it already begun?’

Training her cuckold.

Her soft spoken words broke through my deliberations. “You like that don’t you Little Jimmy.” ‘Little Jimmy?  Who the fuck is that? Not me surely. I’m called James don’t you know. Where the hell and back is this going?’  “I always thought you would and I have never been wrong about you have I.”  She was right of course, I did like it. Many would see it as demeaning and unmanly and so did I, but at the risk of sounding crass – I was getting a taste for it.

Elaine was clearly taking control and I knew the reason why; our marriage was heading off into a new direction and she was preparing the way by introducing changes that I had never considered. She was testing me to see how I would react to additional love making practices that she had now introduced and I couldn’t but help feeling that it was all part of her plan.  And I wondered what she was going to do tomorrow night.

For the next ten minutes or so, all I could taste was my own ejaculate and all that I could feel was Elaine’s delicious pussy sawing backwards and forwards across my wet and sticky face and nose as my tongue delved deep into her vagina at every chance I had.  Gradually she started to moan with excitement as her movements became more and more erratic; so knowing the signs that I have seen so many times I frantically got to work on her clitoris with my tongue, from which I was rewarded with her achieving an explosive and noisy orgasm that could have been heard by Jack, Sheila and their lodger Mr Obinga – our neighbours.

“Oh you’ve done it again with that lovely tongue of yours.  My God you’re getting good at this.” She cooed into my ear. “You’re like my own little personal Roman slave.  Did you know that the rich ladies of Rome had a body slave for just that purpose? To give them pleasure when their husbands or lovers were away fighting the ‘Whatever Tribe’, or maybe after a night in his bed.  They were usually pretty young eunuchs with long noses and tongues who never left the Domina’s side – chained to her like a little dog they were. Completely naked with just a collar and lead. The sole purpose of their life was to pleasure their owner. Just think what that must have been like.”

Rolling off me with a sigh of satisfaction Elaine snuggled up to me and buried her head into my neck. “You liked that didn’t you my little slave.” she giggled. “Didn’t you!” she repeated when I didn’t answer. “Didn’t you Jimmy!”

“Ow! That hurt Elaine.” I cried as she jammed her sharp finger nails into my flaccid little penis. “Yes, I guess I did.”  ‘Quite a lot actually my little bossy unfaithful Wife. I always like serving you intimately. But you already know this so why the interrogation?’

“And what about being a body slave?” She asked sleepily. “To be chained and used just for pleasure.”

I did not reply immediately but lay there in the dark confused by what she had said and the thought of being a body slave to a beautiful woman, and to my surprise my little man started to stiffen and raise his small pink head.  He was telling me that I had liked what Elaine had done to me and what I had heard from those soft red lips of hers; but was ‘pinky’ telling me my future? “That would be rather nice,” I said quietly in the dark to the sound of light snoring by my side, “at least I would know what I am supposed to be in this life. Because after yesterday at the beach, I am as sure as shit that I don’t know anymore.”
To follow:

Monday, 4 April 2016

A Cuckold's Conversation

Many cuckolds love to see their Wives displaying their naked bodies in order to attract Lovers because it makes us so proud that we have such a beautiful Wife, even though she humiliates us. And then to willingly retire from the scene as she is 'hit upon' by the man you know who is going have her defines us as the happy little sissies we are.

"I shall wear my cuckold's cage in homage to you and your new Lover tonight my Darling"

Putting on my cage when she is with another man is such a delicious moment for me. And you too?

A Cuckold's Conversation

Helping to dress your Wife for a date for the very first time is an exhilarating moment for every new cuckold. Knowing that a better man than you is going to appreciate the care and attention you have taken to make her look desirable for him is both humbling and arousing; and long may it be so for us cuckolds.

"I can't wait to become a True Cuckold my Love."

I have always loved this aspect of my life as a cuckold; if you do as well please say so.

Saturday, 2 April 2016

How Would You React?

Your Wife has been sneaking off from you while you are on holiday in the Caribbean. You had seen her and a handsome black man chatting intimately together down by the rocks and the next day you found them kissing on the beach. 

Cuckold knows what promises she makes.

She had risen early this morning and left your hotel room without even saying good morning. You went to find her down on the beach and after looking for over an hour you found her with him naked together on the shoreline.

It is clear to you that he has penetrated your Wife with his cock and she is enjoying the feel of him inside her. Oblivious to you standing just a few yards away she and him orgasm heavily together while you have to stand and watch, saying nothing, as another man empties his seed into her.

Emptying his seed inside your Wife.

If you had any doubt before, you now know that you are a cuckold. But the question is; how do you react to this?