Monday, 31 October 2016
Txt: Sometimes I have to remind myself just why my Wife Janine cheats on me. So thank you Master for sending me this photo of you both.
Txt: Hey Richard! No problem. Its only right that a cuck gets to see his Wife fuck - every now and again.
Txt: Did you really mean to get poetic there Master?
Txt: Me a poet? Oh hell no. I’m just hoping our baby don’t soon show.
Sunday, 30 October 2016
"I can't believe how pretty it is cucky."
“Why do you spend so much time nuzzling my little caged willy Dear.”
“Because I can’t believe how pretty it is, all locked up like this. It seems to have changed from a lion to a pussy cat.”
“Well you wouldn’t dream of putting your Lover Marcus in one would you. Just your Wimpy hubby it seems.”
“Hell no! You can’t put a Black Panther in a cage.”
Saturday, 29 October 2016
Warning - this blog post includes content of a 'gay' nature.
|How would you react?|
You are a cuckold! In just a few short days on holiday in the Caribean you had witnessed your Wife's initial seduction [Seduction] by a well hung Black Man called Charles. The following day you watched as she was penetrated by his big dark manhood on the shore at the quiet end of the resort beach [Deep Inside Her].
You had then found them together in your hotel room waiting to tell you about their affair and then made love in front of you [In Your Bed]. Following Charles' ejaculation into yourWife he made you strip naked and call him 'Master', he also ordered you to get between your Wife's legs and start cleaning his semen from her pussy with your tongue [The Good Cuckold].
You cleaned your Wife's pussy and tasted another man's jism for the first time and then suddenly realised that you had crossed a line. With your duty complete, 'Master' ordered you to kneel before him and take his big manhood in your hands and between your 'effeminate' lips [Cleaning Her].
Your initial reluctance dissolved very quickly and you took his member into your mouth suddenly realising that you were starting to accept and even like this progressive removal of your manliness. Your reward was streams of his precious essence into your mouth and down your throat.
Master was pleased with your first 'pleasuring' and, just as he got into bed with your Wife, he told you that he was going to have you measured up for a collar and a small penis restraint [Showing Devotion]. There was no time to react to this news as the lights went out in the room and it did not seem appropriate as your Wife sleepy whispered words of love to Master.
The following morning you found yourself alone in the room but there was a note from your Wife telling you to wait for their return - you obeyed.
Upon Master and your Wife's return to the hotel room, you were told to remove your clothes and lie face up on some towels on the floor. She then tied your ankles to the legs of the bed and produced a pair of scissors, your razor, shaving brush and soap. You knew just what her intention was and it was no surprise when she started to remove your downey pubic hairs.
Charles had showered while you had stripped naked, laid on the floor and had your legs spread and secured ready for the depilation of your 'not so private' parts. Wordlessly he knelt either side of your head and rested his large dark member on your face. His requirement was obvious and you reached up to gently press the soft organ to your face.
You extended your tongue and, after asking and receiving permission, you eased the head of his cock into your mouth and heard the soft noises of appreciation from the large Black Man who you now realized was your 'Master'. With your tongue extended he slid his manhood backwards and forwards along your tongue from glans to testicles, using you as an instrument of pleasure.
|Instrument of pleasure.|
Master eased his lower body forward so his heavy balls rested on your face, and you instinctively understood his need. You gently rolled one and then the other testicle in your mouth and was immediately rewarded with feeling Master's heavy cock start to stiffen and grow substantially in your hands that had continued their tender stroking.
Again he shifted his groin forward so as to position his perinium over your tongue, whereupon you recommenced your active pleasure giving to that sensitive area between his balls and anus. Although your tongue was starting to tire you knew it was honour to give your Master such enjoyable sensations.
Once again he moved his lower body forward and positioned his anus over your tongue. As you felt your Wife shaving the area around your tiny penis you finally deduced that, after having crossed more than one line towards the total diminution of your manliness, you were being tested to finally cross yet another. A line that would define your masculinity forever [Preparation].
'If I do this they will both know that I belong to them, as their sex slave. I will be less than a man.' You thought fleetingly. You were in a dilema. You did not know what to do. You were about to do something that would define you as a servile subservient man. Should you, or shouldn't you?
Your own lascivious instincts knew better than your intellect. In your quandary, you did not realise that your tongue had flicked out and made contact with Master's anal sphincter until you felt the warm skin on its tip. The decision had been made, so you rotated your tongue around the small orifice and suddenly felt an mixed emotional rush of depravity, humiliation and lust. And to your amazement you liked the feeling very much indeed.
Master made a hissing noise as he felt your tongue worship his most intimate organ but he did not move. Clearly the idea of his Woman's cuckold being prepared to carry out such sexual favours was much to his liking.
"He did it," he said to your Wife who was shaving the last of your hairs , "you said he would, didn't you."
With your strong but tired tongue you continued to pleasure Master by licking the area around his sphincter and pouting your lips to kiss the little sensitive button of his arse. It was a gesture of tender submission that you hoped he understood. In your mind you were his now, and you hoped that he understood its subliminal message.
"I knew he would," was your Wife's reply to Master, " I know my wet little hubby better than anyone. He will love being our cuckold; he was born to serve."
Gradually you became aware that Master's big cock was as hard as a bone in response to your gentle stroking and anal ministrations. Almost immediately you felt your Wife's wet hand move your own hands away from his big hard rod.
"O.K. that's our little man as smooth as a baby's bottom," she said as with one hand she loosed your ankles from the bed legs while stroking Master's black cock with the other, "I'm not letting this beauty go to waste."
Suddenly you were alone on the floor and your Wife was squatting over Master's big erect pole on the nearby bed. With a well practised movement she lowered herself and took the whole length inside her body. Looking over her shoulder she addressed you as if you were a child.
|She addressed you as if you were a child.|
"Clear up the mess and then shower yourself. And get all of the soap and loose hairs off your body. Charles and me are going to have a few moments together so take your time." With that she turned back and proceeded to ride her Lover's shaft.
As always, you did as you were told. The shower was warm but invigorating and the noise managed to drown out the moans and shrieks of your Wife riding Master's magnificent cock. Not that you minded the noise; it was reassuring to hear the woman you love enjoying the kind of sex that you had never been capable of.
You finished your shower and dried yourself on one of the hotel towels. Wrapping the towel around your waist you walked back into the bedroom just as Master's seed erupted into your Wife. The noise of her orgasm must have been heard at least three doors down, but you didn't care; it made you feel good to hear it.
Your Wife raised herself from the big beautiful dark cock and moved off the bed leaving pools of semen on Master's groin, and his hard muscled stomach. It seemed to you that Master's jism was pouring out her pussy like a torrent.
She clasped a hand over her crotch to staunch the creamy flow and, looking directly at you, said, "Get one of those wash cloths from the bathroom, wet it with warm water and clean the cum from his cock and his tummy. I'm going to shower and then we are going to give you your present. Come on cuck! Get on with it because its nearly lunch time."
You were greeted by a smiling Master as you climbed onto the bed and positioned yourself between his legs with the warm wet wash cloth in your hand. You didn't quite know how to go about washing another man's penis and groin area but you thought it would be a good idea to lift the flacid member from his stomach area.
You were gentle in your handling of his soft but manly organ and had to restrain yourself from lowering your head to take the heavy flesh into your mouth. The seed on his stomach was cleaned up quickly and, just to make sure, you tenderly washed his manhood for a second and third time.
"Nicely done cucky, but you have made me all wet. What'yer gonna do about it?"
"I shall just get a towel to dry you Master," was your reply.
"Why? You already have one," he replied pointing to the towel round your waist, " you can dry me with that."
"Of course Master." Was your submissive response as you peeled the towel from your naked body and commenced to dry his equally naked groin and stomach.
He was nearly dry when he looked down at your tiny penis and smiled. "She did a good job on you didn't she cucky. It looks like a shrimp stuck in a pink blancmange."
You did not respond because you were busy drying his big cock for the third time. But he continued. "Would you like to see the difference between you and me?" He asked. "Just ease yourself over here and let me show you."
You moved yourself towards him on the bed and pulled your legs back in a submissive attitude and waited.
"Now take my big guy and put it next to your shrimp. What do you see?" He asked.
You took his flacid member in your hand and laid it gently across your tiny organs. Looking down you knew exactly why he had asked you the question, and just what your answer should be.
"The main reason why I am a cuckold Master. And just why my Wife is now your property.
"The main reason why I am a cuckold Master."
"Good answer. It's always preferable for a cuckold to understand the reality of his situation very early on. I'm proud of you feller. You're making good progress."
As his manhood lay warm and soft against your 'little man' you experienced that feeling of yet another line being crossed. You now understood that you were there to be used for his and her amusement, and the sudden realisation that you were enjoying it made you think hard about your natural character and sexual inclination. 'Am I bisexual? Am I just a total unquestioning submissive cuckold? Am I both?'
Your Wife, still damp from her shower entered the room and looked at you both with grim amusement. "Can you two stop playing 'mine is bigger than yours' and start getting ready to go out.
"Baby," she beckoned to you, and then knelt down, "come over here. I have a little present for you."
You immediately obeyed and stood submissively before her with your little thing twelve inches from her nose. She had a small package in her hand which she immediately began to unwrap to reveal a box. "Look what I have for you my little hubby. Just as Charles promised last night. You're going to love your new status. But first we have to make sure it fits, and, looking at what is in front of me right now, it might be too big."
Your Wife removed a small apparatus that included a metal lock from the box and began to spread out the pieces on the floor. "I think we shall try the biggest ring first but we need to make sure that it can't slip over your little nuts and make the restraint fall off," she said while fingering the pieces on the floor. "We can't have you getting free now can we!"
Your Wife was going to unman you by putting you into a penis restraint. The last symbol of your manliness was going to be locked away, maybe for good. The last few days had been about that; you realised it now. You had arrived at sexual thresholds and had willingly crossed over but now was different. She wanted you to be emotionally emasculated and to embrace a new way of life.
The question is though, how would you react to such a change in your life?
Friday, 28 October 2016
He uses her like a fuck toy.
Looking in the bedroom when my Wife is with her Lover can be a special time for me, because I am always impressed by the many ways she shows her love and devotion to him. She also tells me that she likes him to use her like a fuck toy - no surprise there then!
Thursday, 27 October 2016
"My hubby is better at it than me."
Wednesday, 26 October 2016
You know your Wife well. You know what her Black Master is capable of . And you know you will never match his power and size, so you let these sweet visions into your imagination.
Mounting my Wife like a farmyard bull.
Tuesday, 25 October 2016
Pretending not to know about his Wife's Lover can be quite deliciously mischievious for a cuckold. Listening to her lies and half truths in the sure knowledge that she is opening her pretty legs for a better man can be both amusing and emotional at the same time.
She thinks I don't know about him.
Monday, 24 October 2016
"I shall listen to my humiliation my Love!"
“I am going to sit here and listen to my humiliation becoming complete - again.”
“I shall only be his whore for a month. That’s in the contract. Then I shall be coming home and be your faithful little Wife again.”
“If it is like last time, I won’t see or hear from you for six months.”
“That was unfortunate. It wasn’t supposed to happen that way. I couldn’t help falling in love.”
“Unfortunate my arse. It was pretty fortunate for you wasn’t it, because you still spend nights with your legs open for him at his apartment. But it will still be me feeding his baby daughter tonight. And now its going to happen all over again.”
Oh I do hope so my sweet little cuckold.”
Oh I do hope so my sweet little cuckold.”
Sunday, 23 October 2016
I haven't seen a lot of her lately.
It has become a bit of a tradition for my Wife’s Black Lover to give her a necklace or other piece of jewellery every time she spends the night with him. She has only known him for a month so, as you can see from this picture of her he sent me, I haven’t seen a lot of her lately.
Saturday, 22 October 2016
Why is my Wife in Venice Master?
I thought she was in your bed.
Hi Jack! Those plans included getting her ready for another date with me on Saturday night didn’t it?”
“Yes Master. That’s what we usually do.”
“Then I saved you the trouble cucky boy.”
“But that’s the point Master. It’s never ‘trouble’ preparing my Wife for you. It’s a joy, and I have missed it terribly.”
Friday, 21 October 2016
Please enjoy my observations on the way it is for a cuckold.
When she walks out of the house to be with him,
the whole world knows that you cannot please your wife.
Such humiliations are what makes a Cuckold truly happy.
Its not the fact that she now has a Lover, or that
she blows him with her wedding ring on.
Its the new shape of her belly that gives a True Cuckold
that delicious feeling of humiliation and trepidation.
Perhaps she will tell me soon.
“Don’t look now but your husband
is up there on the dune taking photos.”
“Who cares a shit! Cucky can look at
them tonight while you and me are in bed.”
A little out of focus, but I think I got my
Wife and her Lover just right in the picture.
She’s out ‘on the pull’, getting ready to cheat.
And Hubby knows that she will be successful
because she always is, and he knows that he
won’t be seeing her again for a day or two.
It was ever thus!
Thursday, 20 October 2016
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Does it arouse you when you see her dressed like a whore when she goes out to meet her Black Lover. I sometimes like to dress up a little myself; so as not to be left out you understand.
I like to dress up a little when she's with him.
Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Monday, 17 October 2016
Will a Black Stud like me in this?
“Darling you look perfect. You are going to knock the competition into next week when the boys see you like this.”
“Do you think Tyrone will like me in this dress? I do hope so.”
“So its Tyrone you’re after is it. Well that’s just as well because he was telling me that he wanted to take you out on a date. Looks like you are going to get lucky tonight.”
“Tyrone said that? Oh God! I so want that Big Black Stud inside me.”
“Well that’s settled then. He knows you’re coming to the party, and he has often said to all of his friends that he would like to get my pretty Wife into bed. So what else can a cuckold do but make it happen.”
Sunday, 16 October 2016
Undressed in all their finery
“Where are you two off to, un-dressed in all your finery!”
“Hello boys. Denise an me weren’t expecting you just yet. We thought you were both playing golf. We were just waiting for our Black Masters to arrive and thought we would greet them in the best way possible.”
“Its a good thing that my brother and me understand the needs of our two Wives. Do you want us to come back later?”
“Much later cuckies. Tomorrow afternoon preferably.”
“Sounds like a few pints in the pub, and then round to Mum’s for the night.”
Saturday, 15 October 2016
Chapter 10 - First Steps
Chapter One – My AwakeningChapter Two – My Resolutions
Chapter Three – Acceptance
Chapter Four – A Very Good Plan - Part One
Chapter Five – A Very Good Plan – Part two
Chapter Six - Beginnings - Part One
Chapter Seven - Beginnings - Part Two
Chapter Eight - The Game is On – Part One
Chapter Nine - The Game is On - Part Two
As I looked into the room, my eyes met those of Elaine and I could see concern in those two beautiful blue orbs. I switched my view to Jackson and met his look of amused but friendly gaze with my own. Both were naked and bathed in sweat from their exertions on my bed and the room smelled of a warm and heady mixture of my Wife's perfume, Jackson's aftershave, perspiration and semen.
I had never seen Elaine look so beautiful at that moment as she lay there in that bed with a satisfied and languid look on her that I was unfamiliar with. Her naked body seemed to exude gratification and contentment that clearly was to her liking, and my heart skipped a beat as she dropped a hand to her vulva to stem the flow of Jackson's cream from her vagina.
"Come in James," she repeated in a soft voice, "and talk to Jackson and me."
"Don't you mean 'Master'." I answered sarcastically as I shuffled from the doorway and into the room. "Isn't that what I should call the man who I befriended and is now in bed with my Wife?"
"Not yet Dear." Was her immediate response which I let go for the moment.
"Oh heavens! You're soaked to the skin and your trousers are all muddy. You are dripping all over the carpet. What have you been doing?"
I ignored her concern for the moment because it was pretty bloody obvious what I had been doing, but I had to ask the one thing that would determine the rest of my life. 'To hell with muddy trousers.' I thought.
"I have only one question and I must have an honest answer." I stunned myself with the firmness of my voice because inside I was like jelly. And I didn't want to hear the answer I thought I might receive.
Elaine extended her arm to me to hold my hand but I pulled out of reach. She saw this and her eyes immediately started to glisten as I had never avoided her touch before. "What is it James." She spoke in a trembling voice.
"Are you leaving me?"
There! The question was asked and I physically shook like a leaf in the wind as she wiped her eyes on the corner of the crumpled sheet.
"Never in a million years James." It was short, to the point and she said no more but just looked at me as if expecting an immediate response.
I just stared back at her in amazement at her answer because I had expected to hear her say that she was going off with Jackson, or something equally devastating to me. But she did not and at last broke her silence in that warm smelly room.
In a small voice she asked the same question. "Are you leaving me James?"
I did not have the heart to point out that it was my house and if anyone was to leave it would be her; besides I already knew what my answer was. "Never in a million years Elaine."
She bit her lip and smiled through the tears cascading down her pretty face. "You had better get out of those wet clothes before you catch something. Then come back in and we shall settle a couple of things. All three of us."
I left, but not without a backward glance at my Wife and her Lover laying in my bed. Elaine smiled back at me. And Jackson? Well Jackson had a quizzical look on his face as returned my gaze; clearly he was trying to ascertain what just happened between Elaine and me and what it meant for him. 'There's another surprise for you two yet. The final part of my plan is just minutes away.'
I squelched my way into the bathroom and threw off all of the wet clothes into the laundry basket and then dried myself with a towel; I was ready for my grand entrance into the bedroom. My grand naked entrance.
I was secretly amused at the sudden shock on Elaine and Jackson's face as I walked almost nude into their little pit of passion. And even more amused when she looked down at my little penis.
"What is that on your willy James?"
"Oh God! James why are you naked? This is not what we had in mind. I think you have misunderstood what .............. Oh!!!! WHAT IS THAT ON YOUR WILLY? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOURSELF?"
"It's a penis restraint." I replied, stating the 'bleedin obvious'.
"I know what it is James," she responded, without explaining how she knew, "but why are you wearing one. Nobody has made you wear it. Have they?" She asked looking around at her naked Lover, only to receive a slow shake of his head.
"It's quite simple Elaine. You have cuckolded me with Jackson; the man you now call Master. You say you are not leaving me and I am not leaving you, so this is my way of showing that I understand my position."
For the first time Jackson spoke. "James. This has cleared some of the air between us and it is good that we all know where we stand. Its good that you have made a first step along the path, but it is only the first step. I don't think that a long discussion is appropriate for tonight and we should all take a couple of days off from work to talk about our situation; but before we do I want you to know that my relationship with Elaine is serious. I am in this for the long haul."
"I understand," was my reply, "but why didn't the pair of you just sit me down and tell me?"
"Experts I know have told me that a shock is the best way for a husband to realise that he is a cuckold. So Elaine and me decided that is what we would do at the beach on Sunday which, if I am guessing correctly, is something you have already guessed. That was our plan and we waited for yours to show itself. And that is what last night was all about. Am I correct?"
Once more I was impressed by my Wife's Lover's intellect and confirmed that he was correct. But then he had one further question.
"Your plan." I nodded for him to continue. "Why are you soaking wet and covered in mud? Why didn't you just come in the front door. We left the door lock off. All you had to do was use your key and walk in."
"How would I know that? The plan was mine alone. Wait a minute! How did you know about it?" I stood open mouthed at this revelation. I had been so clever I thought, but this Black Man lying naked in my bed had completely out manoeuvred me.
"You asked your friend Alan to ring you from work, didn't you." I nodded in agreement. "Well Alan mentioned it to Madeline, who then told Bruno, and he told me. It was very easy then to deduce what the plan was. It was a good plan that nearly came unstuck by the way. That's why I phoned Bruno to remind Alan; he had completely forgotten. It seems that he was particularly busy last night"
"I see. You knew all along then." He nodded. "But I do have one question though."
He smiled but said nothing as I continued.
"Who the fuck is Bruno?"
At this Elaine stopped looking down at my plastic penis restraint and chirped in. "Bruno is Maddie's Master."
A silence enveloped the room as I took this information in, and the two of them waited for the penny to drop.
"What are you talking about? Are you saying that the pair of you both have been 'at it' with other men? Is Alan in the same position as me?" I asked my beautiful naked Wife who still could not take her eyes off the little plastic thing on my 'cotton reel'.
Jackson let out a quiet chortle as Elaine looked away from my groin to answer me. "Maddie and Bruno have been Lovers now for almost a year Derek. Maddie and Alan are still a married couple but Alan has accepted his role in their marriage as the subordinate partner."
"Do you mean that Alan is a cuckold? Like me?"
"Yes Dear. But very much more so. Alan, and Maddie too, are living in a 'cuckold marriage' every day. It is now a way of life for them."
I was beaten. My big secret plan was no secret at all, although I guessed that my little appendage was a surprise. My best friend was a cuckold like me, the love of my life was lying in bed with a big handsome Black Man and I was standing by that same bed in the nude with my penis locked away. 'What the hell do I do now. Perhaps I should just go and leave them to it.'
"Derek. It's getting very late and Jackson and me don't want to spend the rest of the night talking. I am going to phone in sick in the morning and you should too, so we can spend tomorrow and Friday talking things through. I swear to you that I love you, and care for you more than you may think at the moment. But I love Jackson too, and tomorrow I will explain just why I think this can work."
"And maybe why you call him 'Master'. Don't you think?" Was my reply as I turned to leave the room. "I'll sleep in the other room tonight."
There was no reply from Elaine as she moved closer to Jackson and melded her young body against his in that unmistakable way of encouraging passion.
"James!" It was Jackson's voice. "That 'cucky cage' you've got on. You need to shave yourself down there or it will be uncomfortable and pull on your hairs. Besides it will be more hygienic that way. It's just a bit of advice from someone who knows about these things, that's all. See you in the morning 'cj'."
He was right, the 'cucky cage', as he called it, had been locked on my 'little man' since I had got home from work that evening, and yes, it did pull on my pubic hairs. Nevertheless, shaving them off was a job for tomorrow.
'cj'? Who or what did he refer to?' But it was pointless asking. He was no longer interested in talking to me because Elaine had her mouth planted on the large bulbous head of his cock and was busy bobbing her head up and down to be bothered to carry on any conversation.
As Master penetrated my Wife with his cock.
"I'll be next door if you want me." I said to nobody in particular and stepped away from their bed, "Goodnight then!" There was no answer from my busy Wife or the large Black Man with the already stiffening manhood.
As I left the room I heard the sound that I knew I was going to hear many times in my life in the future. It was the long scream of pleasure Elaine makes when her Lover penetrates her. And as I climbed into the single bed in the spare bedroom I could hear the rhythm that Jackson and my Wife had set up in the bed next door.
Listening to my Wife and her Lover gave me a feeling of intense humiliation coupled with a warm sense that she was being loved and was happy. 'Conflicting emotions. Is that the lot of a cuckold? And what the hell did 'cj' mean?'
The odd thing is, I slept well that night.
Chapter 11 - The Talk - Part One
Friday, 14 October 2016
"I already know about him."
“No its far more serious than that.”
“No you idiot. Its just that I have met a big handsome Black Man who likes to take me upstairs to bed when you’re not here.”
“Oh I already know about him. Are you going to smoke his pipe then?”
“Ha ha! Will you just shut up about smoking. You must have it on the brain cucky.”
“Yes! And we both know what you have on the brain. And I think that we will both love that - won’t we.”
Thursday, 13 October 2016
A cuckold wedding tonight.
“All of this isn’t for me, is it Dear.”
“I can. But I hesitate to ask who it is for tonight.”
And I want you there cucky.”
“Oh Christ! Er I mean. I’m so proud of you my lovely slut.”