Thursday, 27 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - You will love it little man

"It’s going to take a lot of courage."
“Me too My Love. It’s going to take a lot of courage for me to stay in a hotel overnight while knowing that my lovely Wife is spending the night in the arms of another man.”
“You will love it little man, you know you will. You can sit on the bed and imagine all of the things he will be doing to me. You can see my naked body with him on top of me thrusting his big brown manhood inside me in your mind’s eye. You will be able to hear in your head all of the moans and groans of two people having wonderful sex. Courage doesn’t come into it. It will play right in to your fully justified low sense of worth.”
“Is that your ‘delightful’ way of telling me that i will be a good cuckold?”
“Yes Dear! And it’s also my way of telling you to clear off.”

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Even better than i do

It’s humiliating to be a husband with an unfaithful Wife.

It’s humiliating to be a husband with an unfaithful Wife. Knowing that everybody knows that a better man than you is taking your Wife for his pleasure. Seeing her naked body lie before him and mounting her like the Black Stallion that he is.

But when she tells you that the one menial little pleasure that she allows you to have with her is so much better when he does it, then that is really, really humiliating.

Oh what a joy it is to be a cuckold!

Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Should i go over and ask him?

“i think that you have already thought
about what you and him are going to do."

“So whaddya think? Should i go over and ask him?”
“It would be nice to go on a date with another man for a change. Are you sure you won’t feel a bit of a sissy with your Wife out partying with a Black Man?”
"Of course i would. But i guess that it would be something i would have to get used to.”
“And if he wanted to take me off to his room and I spend the night with him having lots of wonderful sex. Enjoying his strong dark body between my legs, his lips exploring my naked body, his big thick black cock inside me and finally his seed flooding my vagina throughout the night as he fucks me again and again and again. Could you get used to that?”
“i think that you have already thought about what you and him are going to do. So do you want me to ask him?”
“Oh I think so cucky. And make certain he knows that I’m happy to ‘put out’.”
“He knows that already my Love. i told him in the bar last night.”

Monday, 24 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - He’s going to be such a good little cuckold.

"Is there something you’re not telling me?"

“You’ve never looked happier than right now Sweetheart. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“Yes Master.”

“And that is?”

“I have told my husband about you and me. He’s not going to make a fuss and admits to liking the idea. He is going to be such a good little cuckold. So obedient and so, so, submissive.”

“Does that mean that we can go ahead with you know what?”

“It does, and who knows. ‘You know what’ may be growing inside me already.”

“I think I’m going to love the next few months.”

“And so will cucky my Love!”

Sunday, 23 July 2017

Cuckold Conversation

Total sublimation of one's will is ever the lot of the true cuckold, but what many non cuckolds fail to understand is the deep and erotic pleasure such humiliation can bring.

Saturday, 22 July 2017

Cuckold Cartoons

Every now and again I like to include Cuckold Cartoons and Art. Please enjoy, but note that they have a more stronger content below.

"I've seen her with him so often now, 
i don't even bother to look anymore."


"My hubby won't be home for hours."

"I hope she's having fun at her friend's 
Baby Shower Party."

The first steps in a successful marriage is 
learning to share.

'Sweet dreams are made of this, 
who am i to disagree.'

A marriage made in heaven.

The way it should be!

My Jane always enjoys her 'work outs' 
at the local gymnasium.

To keep locked or unlock, that is the question many 
Wives have faced so gallantly.

My Wife knows the true meaning of 
'to have and to hold.' 

It means she's going to hold him 
and he's going to have her.

Friday, 21 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - What it means to be a true cuckold.

 If he wants her another way, that’s Okay too.

Every cuckold who has seen his Wife being had by her Black Lover will recognize the expression on her face. It’s the look that tells her Master that if he wants her this way that’s Okay and if he wants her another way, that’s Okay too. And if he wants her any time day or night, she’s his for the taking and if he wants to fuck her all night long then it’s ‘yes please’. And if he wants to put a baby inside her then that is his right.

And her hubby has no say in the matter at all and knows that the natural order is for the smaller, weaker man to give up his pride, his manliness and his Wife to the better man - for that is what it means to be a true cuckold.

Thursday, 20 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Take me to him

“Take me to him Cindy."

"Take me to him Cindy. I do so want to be ‘Black Owned’ like you. I want Lucas, my Master, to know that I am now his submissive slave who will now devote her life and her body to his pleasure.”

“You understand that once you have knelt before him and given yourself to him totally, then you are his, and not your husband Frank’s, for the rest of your life.”

“Of course I know. And so does Frank. We both see it as a natural order.”

“Do you think that Frank will be a good cuckold? It’s not easy for some men you know.”

“It will be for Frank. He is a born cuckold.”

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - “I’ll tell him tonight Master.”

“You will look after me won’t you Master.”

“You will look after me won’t you Master.”

“No need to ask Darlin! I intend to look after what’s mine. Always have and always will.”

“So you think of me as yours do you? My husband might be interested to hear that?”

“You haven’t told him about us? Don’t you think you should soon. Especially now I want to put a baby in you.”

“You didn’t say you wanted to get me pregnant.”

“Well I’m saying it now Sweetheart!”

“I’ll tell him tonight Master.”

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - “I can accept that.”

“So you will be in your Master’s bed tonight."
“I can accept that.”
“You mean that you would be Okay if I had a Lover after we were married?”
“Of course. So will you marry me?”
“I will My Darling. Now will you pass me my dress? Denzil is waiting to take me out on a date.”
“So you will be in your Master’s bed tonight. The very night that i have asked you to marry me.”
“Let’s start as we mean to go on cucky.”
“Yes Mistress!”

Monday, 17 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - i am the man she calls ‘cuckold.’

It has taken a while but she is now perfect for him.

It has taken a while but she is now perfect for him. I had rubbed her down with a soft towel after her shower and then wrapped her in a warm dressing gown. I did all those private things a servant should do to make her look beautiful, including painting her nails (toes and fingers). I was very careful with my razor when i trimmed her soft and downy pussy hair so there would be a nice ‘landing strip’ for her Lover to appreciate.

i then helped her put on her garter belt and black stockings that accentuate her long and lovely legs and carefully i held the dress as she stepped into it and pulled it up over her pretty arse and her bare breasts.

Lastly, i took a photograph of my beautiful Wife in the last moments before she left to be with her Lover. The man she calls ‘Master’ - the man whose seed now grows in her body.

And me? i am the man she calls ‘cuckold.’

Sunday, 16 July 2017

In Our Imagination

In my imagination I hear cuckold's Wife telling her Lover to wait a while because she is feeding her pet.

What do you hear or see in yours fellow cuckolds?

Saturday, 15 July 2017

How Would You React - Drowning in Passion

Warning - this blog contains written and visual content of a 'gay' nature.

Your holiday in the Caribbean had been one of a complete conversion from happy husband to that of complete cuckold. Your conversion had been both swift and absolute; so much so that you were now kneeling at your Wife's feet, collared on a lead being held by your Wife's Black Lover. You were naked except for your cuckold's antlers, your little penis restraint, and the stocking hold ups that now encased your slim and pretty lady-like legs. 

You should have been totally shamed by your humiliation but you were not; on that warm beach that night you felt a part of something greater than yourself, especially that now your Wife, who you now call Mistress, and her Lover, who you now refer to as Master, had now decided to make love without any birth control. This life changing decision had been made without reference to you but, just in case you were in any doubt, her 'pills' now hung around your neck in a small glass phial.

In the few days that you had been at the resort (Mandingo Palms) you had learnt to pleasure Mistress with your tongue after Master's seed had erupted in her in their love sessions. You had willingly become a slave to them both and had 'mastered' the art of intimately pleasuring your Wife's Lover - any previous limits to your sexuality had now been removed.

The story so far can be accessed at [How Would You React - All the Chapters]

It was a wonderful evening with Master, Mistress on that warm and lovely exotic beach. Being led around by your Master like a pet was a surprisingly erotic act of humility and subservience, especially as everybody at that beach party knew that you were now the property of the handsome and strong Black Man who had hold of the lead.

Other Masters, with their own pets, inspected you and commented approvingly on how much of a sissy you were and listened in appreciation to Master's recounting of just how you had showed your devotion to his manliness. They were especially interested in how you had 'tea bagged' Master's big heavy balls and then went exploring his anal sphincter with your tongue. 

Some of the more shy cuckolds physically blanched at the idea and looked worried that they might be called upon to emulate your tender 'man to man' pleasures. But you didn't care, because you were the top cuckold now that the 'second year' cucks were tucked up in bed with their gay Black Lovers, and that you were the proud wearer of the cuckold's antlers - they were your badge of honour.

"Hey! Sweet Cheeks!" It was MC. He had mingled with the crowd for a while, joking and laughing with Wives, Masters and cuckolds alike after presenting you with your 'cucky pendant'. He was now standing over you with that same kindly, but amused smile, "I'm going to need your antlers back. There's a new guy gonna graduate tomorrow."

You felt deflated! Your cucky's horns were going to be put on someone elses head. You felt the tears forming at the corner of your eyes. "Yes Master," you stuttered, "anything for you."

"For the cause Sweet Cheeks. For the cause!" He repeated. 'What cause?' you thought, as you bent your head for MC to remove the headgear.

"Come on little puppy," said Mistress fondly, "get up now. It's time for bed!"

You stood up, still partially naked with the orange glow of the fire glinting off your little plastic restraint, and after saying your 'goodnights' you were led by Master tugging gently on the lead back to your hotel room.

"Get undressed Sweet Cheeks and stay by the bed," said Master, "You may watch for a little while my Woman and me make out. But I am going to need your body later." You didn't know what he meant by that but, like the subservient sissy you are, you obeyed without question.

Mistress and Master started to kiss and explore each others body, and it wasn't lost on you just how expertly they found the best ways to increase each others passion. Kneeling before Master, your Wife took his large dark member into her pretty red mouth and you marvelled at how efficiently she brought that beautiful brown organ erect, hard and ready. They were ready for their love making - but this time you knew that it was more than that, they were mating for a real and, for you, a deeply humiliating purpose.

"Lay face down across the bed Sweet Cheeks. Half way down. I want my Woman's arse resting on yours." You stared at Master with incomprehension. "Now Sweet Cheeks!"

You threw yourself onto the bed just in time for Mistress to place her own delightful little arse on yours and then open her legs wide for Master. "We are both yours now Master," she managed to whisper just before his hard brown cock, still slick from her mouth, slid effortlessly deep into her lovely young body.

"We are both yours now Master."

You felt his weight bear down on her as he pushed in and then relieve as he pulled back. In again and out again he moved his big rod in your Wife as you lay face down feeling their mating through the cheeks of your arse and the small of your back. 

You knew the reason Master had put you in this position, and it had little to do with your sexual involvement. You were being used as a cushion to raise Mistress's lower body so Master could achieve deeper penetration. And, you realised, that this would give Master's spermatozoa an easier 'swim'. You were being humiliated by the better man using you to assist in the 'knocking up' of your Wife and, not for the first time that night, your little 'cucky cage' felt tighter on your penis.

As you lay underneath the Lovers, you could tell instinctively when Master was nearing the 'point of no return' as your whole body was bouncing on the springs and your head was being made to flop up and down like a toy dog in the back of a car. Your Wife's screams and Master's grunts signalled the eruption of his seed, so it was no surprise when the bumping stopped and Master roared like a lion. His potent seed was flooding into her fecund and receptive young body. 

'Was that the moment he impregnated my Wife?' You thought to yourself, 'or will it be another yet to come. (pun intended).'

Master pulled slowly out of your Wife and allowed his sticky manhood to fall onto the side of your hip, "Stay just there Sweet Cheeks," he said through his heavy breathing, "We want all that seed of mine to stay in my Lady."

"Yes Master!" You replied, "And do you need any of my special services?"

"In a minute cuck boy! Let me get my breath back, then you can do that 'resurrection' thing of yours.

You knew what he meant and your sense of anticipation rose, as his excitement dissipated - shrinking his manhood from huge down to very big only. Master got off the bed and moved around and lay on the bed next to Mistress and started to kiss her in the gentle post-coital way that you were now very familiar with.

After approximately five minutes Master raised his head from kissing your Wife's lips and quietly reminded you of your duties, "That should do it for now Sweet Cheeks. Now let's get our thing going again."

On hearing this, Mistress raised her bottom up and allowed you to roll over on your back and escape from your subservient position as 'Pillow Cuck'. "Are you ready for me Master?" you asked, already knowing the answer to the question.

He didn't reply, but got off the bed and stood over your face. And like the cuckold sissy that you are, you obediently opened your mouth ready for him to spread his legs and lower his manly dark manhood inside. You were back where you had wanted to be - supine, submissive and willing to be used by the man you now understand as your 'Master' in all things.

supine, submissive and willing to be used.

You knew what was needed from you as a sissy cuckold and immediately went to work with your tongue on the large glans that now rested gently in your throat. You could smell and taste the dry semen caked on his big weapon but still felt honoured that a real man such as he would entrust the symbol of his manliness to you.

As your tongue and your fingers worked their magic you could feel his cock thicken, strengthen and fill out so much so, that it started to become erect again. It popped out of your mouth because of this and you sufficed with licking its underside, stroking it gently and then using your recently acquired 'tea bagging' skills. Master clearly enjoyed the intimate sensations you were providing and before long, his member was an erect rod and, just like before, it was time to roll back to your 'Pillow Cuck' position.

The thrusting recommenced once more and it was clear to you that this was going to be a long and exhausting night. And so it proved; he had her again and then you revived him again - and then again, again and so on. By the time the three of you went to sleep your Wife was so full of Master's seed that it had flowed out of her and down the crack of your arse, covered your balls in semen and filled your little plastic restraint. But you didn't care about the wet sticky feeling, you were so tired that you slept at their feet, curled up like a dog.

It was Master's big toe that was partially stuck up your nose that woke you. The smell of strenuous and sloppy sex filled the room and you suddenly felt an inner urge to be alone and to have a quiet swim. Feeling around in the dark, you rummaged through the drawer of the dresser for your swimming trunks and slipped them on. 

It was just about dawn as you let yourself out of the hotel room out onto the walkway down to the pool and the beach. On bare feet you skipped happily down the path and said good morning to the guy cleaning the pool, without noticing his amused look as you carried on down to the sandy area where the party had been the previous night.

"Hey Sweet Cheeks! What are you doing with your Wife's panties on." It was your friend Ken sat on the sand between the legs of the man he had gone off with the night before. "Er don't answer that. I think I know."

He was naked. He was leaning back against his equally naked Black Gay Lover enjoying the warmth of the sun that was just rising over the grey sea. He looked happy - contented even. You on the other hand looked down at your 'swimming trunks' and felt anything but contentment. 

It had been dark in the room and they had felt like your trunks as you put them on, and such had been your hurry to get out into the morning air that you hadn't checked before the door had shut. And your error was now being stared at and pointed at by Ken, his Black Lover and the other gay men that had assembled on that beach.

"I was just going for a swim," you said weakly, "and I must have put these on by mistake. I didn't mean to ..." Such was your mortification you couldn't speak.

You trailed off trying to explain yourself because a crowd was forming around you. "There's no need to explain anything to us Sweet Cheeks," Ken remarked, "believe me when I tell you that you are among friends here."

Gradually you calmed down as the 'boys' both white and black came over to say hello and chat. No one touched you or made a pass at you and you started to feel at home with them. "What the hell should I do about these panties?" You asked out loud to no one in particular - without answer.

"You got any cream on your back Sweet Cheeks? Cos when that sun comes up it gets damn hot here." It was Ken's Lover, who had stood up and was looking your body over, "and your 'sweet cheeks' will be red cheeks pretty damn quick if you haven't."

"I didn't think Master," you replied both horrified and grateful at the same time. 'What the fuck do I do now?'

"I've got some here," he said as if in answer to your thoughts, "now drop those pretty drawers of yours and I'll oil you up."

Without hesitation, you did as you were told by the big man and as the dark lace fluttered down to the sandy beach, you felt his big hands on your back massaging the aromatic lotion into your skin. He turned you around and manipulated the unguent onto your chest, around your little penis restraint, on your little balls and then down your legs and onto your feet. Turning you back around he gently rubbed the fluid over the round orbs of your arse and then down the crack to pause momentarily over your sphincter and ease just the soft tip of his middle finger gently against your opening. You realised that he was groping you as well as helping you, but you didn't mind, such was your immersion into the world of total cuckoldry. You now fully understood that you were an object of pleasure to be used. 

He playfully slapped your arse and said, "Pick up your knickers pretty boy and go for your swim. We're here every morning if you want to do this again."

You thought that it would be a good arrangement so shouted, "I shall Master," as you pulled up your Wife's panties and ran off up the path towards the lagoon a quarter of a mile up the beach.

The lagoon was a haven of clear blue water that was warmer than the sea but was, nevertheless refreshed regularly by the tides. It was also the first place that you had witnessed Master's big black rod enter your Wife. In your mind it was a perfect place to swim.

In your mind it was the perfect place to swim.
  You removed your collar, making sure to smooth some of the suntan oil over where the collar had been, and then dropped the black lacy panties down onto the water's edge. You entered the water and struck out with your best breast stroke towards the head of the lagoon where it meets the open sea.

You relished the warm water on your body and the activity of propelling yourself through the gentle ripples. Swimming naked was an erotic sensation and you could feel the salt water coursing delightfully over your tiny penis and through your plastic penis restraint. You were alone, in a little world of your own - and in heaven!

You were in heaven, that is, until you suddenly felt a strong movement of the water on your body. You looked up and to your horror you were no longer in the lagoon but in the open sea. Your alarm grew as you saw the red flag on the sand spit at the neck of the lagoon move slowly past you as you struggled to return to the safety of the calmer waters inside. But you could not, you were being swept up the far end of the beach by the strong tidal current, and beyond that was the open Caribbean Ocean.

You were close to panic as the beautiful yellow beach passed your view and you could see the rough waters of the sea just a few yards beyond. 'I'm going to die here.' you thought as your panic turned to fear and alarm. As hard as you struggled you could not make headway against the strong surge of water and that was the moment you started to scream in terror.

Your terror turned to dread as you felt a warm feeler wrap itself around your throat and a warm body hold you tightly from behind. "An octopus! I'm going to be drowned and then eaten by a big octopus." you screamed. You started to struggle as the strong tentacle maintained its grip on you and another seemed to be searching around the top of your thighs. The eight legged cephalapod then started to propel you in another direction away from the open sea. Your struggles and your screams increased with your terror so much so that you nearly didn't hear the 'octopus' speak.

"Stop struggling Sweet Cheeks. I'm not a fucking octopus."

You turned your head to look - it was Master MC. The huge Black Man who had given you the phial of your Wife's birth pills the night before. "Oh thank you Master how can I ....."

"Don't waste energy cucky boy. We're not on the beach yet."

His words were stern and he had a thunderous look on his face but he was clearly a strong swimmer and he brought you back to the beach in less than five minutes. As you both staggered out of the water onto the beach you could see that Master MC was naked just as you were. 'Hence the other 'tentacle,' you thought.

"Didn't you see the red flag Sweet Cheeks?" he asked angrily when his breath had returned.

"Only when I was out in the open water. I knew then alright Master!"

His angry looked dissipated at your use of the word 'Master' and he started to smile as he looked at you, "You like to swim 'au naturel' too eh!"

"I think so Master," you replied, "but this is my first time. I thought it would be okay at this early hour."

"It certainly is. Why don't we go back to the lagoon and do just that."

Together you walked across the sand spit past the red flag that Master pointed out to you with an ironic flourish and walked together into the warm waters of the lagoon. And you swam together just chatting and getting on like two friends should, but you knew that you owed this big Black Man, who was no longer so scary, an enormous debt.

"I owe you my life Master," you said as the two of you walked knee deep out of the water when returning to the beach, "and I wish to repay you."

"You owe me nothing Sweet Cheeks. I own this hotel so saving you is 'on the house' so to speak. Besides, what would you have that I could possibly want."

"I'm a sissy cuckold Master," you replied, "and I came up here this morning in my Wife's lace panties so, as you might imagine, I have certain skills that I want to use to show my thanks."

He looked at you understanding the implications of what you were suggesting, his eyes alive with interest, "No thanks necessary Sweet Cheeks."

"Then can I show you my devotion to you please Master?" you asked.

So you owe this Black Man your life and want to show him just how much you appreciate his bravery. It is clear that Master MC feels that he shouldn't ask for recompense but it is being offered. 

What should 'MC' say? Should he accept the offer and if so, how would you react?

Friday, 14 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - This is how my life is now

Start your marriage as you mean to go on.
It has always been very good advice across the years to, ‘Start your marriage as you mean to go on,’ and with this in mind i showed my new Wife exactly how i viewed my role in our new life together. Moments after this wonderful photograph was taken by her Black Lover, they disappeared into the bridal suite together and consummated our new marriage.

This is how my life is now - on my knees to my Wife. A submissive cuckold whose sole purpose is to prepare her for her Lover’s attention. So you can deduce from the little tale above that i took the advice to heart and my Wife and me now enjoy a very happy marriage.

Thursday, 13 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Justine and me were just getting started.

"And don’t return until tomorrow.”

“Hey Malcolm! Justine and me were just getting started. You’re a bit earlier than I thought you would be. Did you get all that work done?”
“Oh it’s you Boss! Yes! It wasn’t very much, but I guess what you wanted me to do tonight was not absolutely necessary.”
“Of course it was necessary. How else are me and your Wife going to get some time for fucking.”
“Perhaps i should get back to work then.”
“Perhaps you should. And don’t return until tomorrow.”
“Will i get overtime pay Boss?”
“Hell Malcolm - some people are never satisfied.”
“Unlike Justine tonight i think Master.”
“Damn right cuckold.”

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Just get going cucky

“He said that I had too little down there."

“What did you say to that Black Man back there?”
“Only that he could take you out on a date if he wanted to, and if you said yes of course.”
He asked you to ask me if I would go on a date with him? Am I hearing you correctly?”
“He said that I had too little down there to - ‘give that pretty lady what she deserves’. His words not mine by the way.”
“He’s right. You don’t have enough. Run back and tell him that I shall meet him at Hernando’s Bar at eight tonight.”
“Okay Dear. If that is what you want.”
“It is what I want - and just what you need cucky. Now get going before he changes his mind.”

Tuesday, 11 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Do you think that would suit me Dear?

"But aren’t pink ones usually worn by
 sissy cuckolds who wear ladies underwear?”
“i don’t know my Love. It’s not something i have asked for. i love wearing it.”
“Gerald, I thought you asked me for a change?”
“i did. i thought that i would change my cb6000s for a pink one.”
“Oh I see! But aren’t pink ones usually worn by sissy cuckolds who wear ladies underwear?”
"Mmmm yes! Do you think that would suit me Dear?”
“I do Geraldine. I most certainly do!”

Monday, 10 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Sorry, but i don’t recall wanting this.

Please don’t look at me like that.
“Please don’t look at me like that. i couldn’t help weeping as he had you.”
“I offered you the chance to go out while Jev was here. Why didn’t you do what I asked. It’s your own silly fault.”
“It’s my fault that you brought a big Black Man into our lives? A big stud who now owns you. Fucks you royally in our bed most nights and now calls me ‘Cuck Boy’ just to humiliate me. Sorry, but i don’t recall wanting this.”
“No, you didn’t want it. But your tiny penis and lack of any sexual strength or stamina made your wants irrelevant. So there it is Malcolm - you’re now a cuckold. So accept it and Man Up. Sorry - ‘Cuck Up’!”
“Ha! Bloody Ha!”

Sunday, 9 July 2017

A Cuckold's Life

Showing devotion to your unfaithful Wife can take many forms and for a true cuckold - the more intimate the better.

Saturday, 8 July 2017

It Would Be An Honour To Be Cuckolded By Wives Like These

There are some Wives that most men would accept (or even enjoy) the reality of her being the Mistress of a real man. It is the cuckold's dilemma when he marries a pretty Wife - to lose her or accept that she jumps into the bed of the better man.

This sexy little arse will
enjoy the feel of many a
warm and willing hand,
much to her husband's chagrin.

This beauty is planning
an evening of pleasure,
that's why her hubby
knows it is time to leave.

Receiving a picture of his Wife on the
beach when on holiday with her Lover
can be a special moment for a husband.
Doesn't this lovely Wife deserve a real
man and a cuckold.

Cuckold knows she is too
much for him, that is why
she 'plays away'.

A lovely, red headed old
fashioned Wife who knows
that it is time to show her
beauty and attract a new
mate. Her cuckold knows
that it his time now to step

This young beauty knows
those simple little gestures
will always attract a hot blooded
 male. And so does her happy
hubby who watches from across
the road.

Friday, 7 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - And Miranda did this.

She’s been missing his strong dark body
and eleven inch cock.

All i said was that Marcus had just driven his car onto our drive and Miranda automatically did this - i guess that she can’t help herself. I have known that she has been enjoying his attentions for a while now and, as a true cuckold, i have not presumed to say anything that would cause a problem for them. It is only fitting that a man such as myself accept that his Wife is the Mistress of a superior Black Man.

So i don’t know why i was so surprised when she reacted in this way to his arrival. I suppose that it may have something to do with him having spent the last two weeks in France on business and that she’s been missing his strong dark body and eleven inch cock.

Either way: what it really means is that i shall be spending the night in the spare room listening to my beautiful Wife mating with her Lover. Happy days!

Thursday, 6 July 2017

Cucky Texts

He seems familiar.

Txt: Hi Honey. Thanks for the photo. I can see that Jane, Tom and Candice are having a nice time, but I have a question. Who is the bloke standing behind you? He seems a bit familiar.
Txt: Hi Babe. Having a great time. The guy in the photo is Henry. You don’t know him so he won’t be familiar to you.
Txt: That’s not what i meant by familiar. I meant he seems to be ‘familiar’ with you. Am i reading this right?
Txt: Sorry Dear. You are reading it right. We are having a holiday fling.
Txt: Does that mean you are cheating on me?
Txt: ‘Fraid so.’ But I promise to behave when I get home. Deal?
Txt: i guess i will have to accept it then.
Txt: Thanks cucky. L&K

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Did Jeremy let you in?

"It’s all he’s known since the day we married.”

“Oh hi Baby. Did Jeremy let you in?”

“Hey yeah! He welcomed me like a long lost brother.”

“He’s like that with all my Boyfriends. It’s his way of accepting he’s a cuckold.”

“And does he accept that you and me are going out on a date, then back here to spend the night together in yours and his marriage bed?”

“Of course he does my Love. It’s all he’s known since the day we married.”

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Ready and willing Master

"You liking the show?”

“How are you doing down there cucky. You liking the show?”
“Oh very much so! My Henrietta seems to be enjoying herself too.”
“So am I little man. I’m going to come any second. Are you ready?”
“Ready and willing Master. And so is my tongue.”

Monday, 3 July 2017

Daily Cuckold - Taking my Wife for his pleasure is his right.

It’s no more than a real man like him deserves.
“You look perfect My Darling. Master is going to love using your pretty pussy even more so now that we are married.”
“You are going to be such a super little cuckold for me Adrian. Now we are married you will be seeing even more of my Lover taking me upstairs to bed.”
“It’s no more than a real man like him deserves. Taking my new Wife for his pleasure is his right.”
“And it is no more than a weak little man like you is entitled to. And standing aside while he fucks me day and night is your future.”
“i know it and i love it, but thank you for saying so Mistress.”

Sunday, 2 July 2017

In Your Imagination

In my imagination I see cuckold's Wife making sure the new cage fits properly before getting dressed and going out on her date. Maybe, if he were to stop sunbathing in a pair of lady's panties she might take it off again.

What do you see in your imagination fellow cuckolds?

Saturday, 1 July 2017

The Story of Elaine, Jackson and cuckold james

Chapter Sixteen - Date Night - Part Four

'How did this happen?' I thought to myself as I knelt quietly beside the bed, 'Within just a few days I have been turned from a happily married man to a cuckold kneeling by my Wife as she is penetrated by her Lover's big, dark manhood.'

We had travelled down to the South Coast of England on the Sunday when Elaine, my Wife, had disappeared with a big handsome Black Man under a beach Watch Tower where they had made love. At that moment I knew that I was a cuckold and the only question was how to cope with my emotions and my new status.

In what had been the strangest and most emotional few days of my life I had forced myself to face my sense of manliness, or its lack of. On that Sunday night and the following two nights I had allowed myself to be used by my Wife as a vessel of pleasure and to cap it all, I had invited Jackson to our house for a barbecue on the Wednesday. Last night in fact.

I had bought a restraint for my small penis and had excused myself from the meal in order to play a game with them which had spectacularly failed. They knew of my intentions in advance. 'Clever Buggers!' So that night, after a soaking from the torrential rain over London I had spent the night in the small bedroom listening to my Wife and her Lover having noisy wonderful sex.

I was being carefully manoeuvred into sexual subjugation. I knew that for every incident and small progress I made that I was moving slowly and inexorably into total cuckoldry. I now called my Wife 'Mistress' and I was close to acknowledging Jackson as my 'Master'.

To cap it all, Elaine had informed me that my best friend Alan, his Wife Madeleine and her Black Lover were going to undergo a form of 'marriage'. A polyamouric marriage she said; whatever that is I would find out on Sunday because we were invited.

I had started by convincing myself that I was being this compliant in order not to lose Elaine who, for all of her indiscretions, was a woman I loved beyond measure. Now I was not so sure. What were my motives?  What was driving me in this direction?

All of this is chronicled in Chapters One to Fifteen of my story so far which has led me up to the point of kneeling naked beside the bed as Jackson entered Elaine with his large black rod.

The sound of Elaine's loud and joyful, "Oooooh," brought me back out of my introspection and back into the here and now of watching my Wife making love with her (our?) Master. The date night, I knew, was just entering its second phase of my initiation. And I was starting to understand why I was not outraged, hurt or rejecting the whole cuckold scenario - I was beginning to accept it. Enjoy it even.

As if on queue, I felt my small pink penis begin to fill up its plastic cage in response to the picture I saw before me. My 'little feller' was growing, whereas Jackson's was now hard, thick, long and hidden from sight inside Elaine's young body; that is until he pulled it out like a shiny black cable only to reinsert immediately. "Oooh!" went Elaine. "Aaaah!" went Jackson. "Oh Christ alive!" went I. Then the whole joyful process repeated itself again, and then again, and again. He was fucking her with long slow strokes.

"cj. Give me your hand." Elaine's voice was quiet and breathless as she looked sideways at me with a loving gentle smile.

"Sorry Elaine! Did you just ask me to give you my hand?"

Her reply did not come immediately as the first ripple of an orgasm of the night took her attention momentarily. "Jus gimme," she mumbled and grabbed my hand and pulled it onto her right breast that was quivering from Jackson's thrusting.

"Jus gimme!"

Such was the force of her pull I ended up bending over the side of the bed with my feet on the floor, my head face down on the bottom sheet and one of my scattered rose petals stuck in my left nostril. 'This is dignified!' I thought to myself, 'Who said romance is dead.'

For a few minutes minutes I lay bent over the bed with my hand on Elaine's breast as Jackson powered his big manhood into her. Looking at the side of her head I could see beads of perspiration building up on her forehead - it was a warm night and the heat, both physical and emotional, was building to a kind of crescendo.

"Get on the bed cuckold. And see to your Wife's needs." Jackson had stopped momentarily and had looked down at me as I lay prone, "She needs a ....... little tenderness from ......... her little ....... cucky. Don't ........ you think?" He said while recommencing his thrusts into her young body.

"Yes Mast... Jackson." I replied as I swung my legs up onto the bed to lie on my side next to Elaine, or 'Mistress' as I was now referring to her.

"Good boy cj!" He said without breaking his rhythm, "Now pay our Lady some well deserved attention."

Gently I stroked her right breast and then her left while enjoying the rhythmic motion underneath my hands. "Is that nice for you Mistress?" I asked quietly in her right ear, "Am I doing it right? Am I doing well?"

"Mmm .... mmm," came the reply from the woman I love, "Very nice thank you cj. Now kiss me." She said turning her head towards me.

Gently, I lifted my hand from her jiggling breasts and placed it softly on her cheek as my lips met hers. Our tongues entwined in delicious 'french kiss' and I was immediately made aware that it had been just a few minutes since her pretty mouth had engulfed the head of Jackson's cock. The salty taste of his seminal fluid was still on her tongue and she was sharing it with me, just as she had done with his semen in the shower room that morning. 'Did she know? Or care that I was tasting her Lover's pre-ejaculate fluid?' Somehow I knew the answers to both questions.

The salty taste of his seminal fluid was still on her tongue.

It was a curious moment. I was making sweet and tender love to Mistress while another man, a better man, had taken my place between her open legs. I was being humiliated and used and if I had been really serious about my sense of manhood, I should have got off the bed and left the room. But I did not - of course!

As we kissed, I could feel her excitement rise with each stroke of Master's long, thick cock. Little noises came from her throat as small orgasms coursed through her body; noises I might add, that I had rarely heard her make with me.

With each thrust Elaine drew further and further into herself.

With each thrust Elaine drew further and further into herself and appeared to me to be entering into a little world of her own. She removed her lips from mine and turning her head she looked up at the real man who was now deep inside her; giving her so much pleasure. For my part, I understood this natural refocusing from the 'little helper' to her Master, so I decide to go exploring - just like all good cuckolds should.

Easing myself down the bed, my head became level with the coral pink nipples that were now standing up so fetchingly from her lovely round breasts. I immediately felt her right hand at the back of my head guiding me (more like pushing insistently really) onto her lovely little teats. The years of practice took over as my expert tongue and mouth gently sucked, licked and generally made love to her nipples. And in response I was delighted to hear a soft moan in my left ear as my ministrations took their happy effect.

'Master' briefly took a little time from his sexual onslaught to look down upon my efforts and was clearly pleased. "You're a natural cuckold cj. Do you know that?"

I felt pleased, and a little aroused, to know that this large and sophisticated Black Master felt that my endeavours were worth comment. I felt that it was time to demonstrate further my acceptance of his ascendancy over me. "Thank you Master Jackson," I replied.

"Hmmm!" was his satisfied reply and with that short answer he began his build up to maintain his lovemaking of 'Mistress'.

Encouraged by this I felt that it would be okay for my hand to explore further down Elaine's body. Keeping my lips on her nipple I stroked her flat stomach moving further down to just above her mound. 

They say (whoever 'they' are) that a mans penis that is moving inside a woman's womb, should not be felt on the outside of her body. But the person who said that did not take into account the size of Jackson's cock. Under my hand I could feel the movement of the glans of his massive penis through Elaine's flat tummy. My hand, albeit through Elaine's body, was in contact with his sexual organ and from feeling relatively confident and at ease, I was suddenly confronted by the assumptions of my own sexuality. 'You have to accept it! You're no longer a man - you are a cuckold!' I thought.

"You seem to be spreading your wings cj."

I didn't feel the need to reply to Master's comment but continued to kiss and suck Elaine's nipples and experience the feeling of his manhood under my hand. I didn't know it then, but I had made a major emotional and sexual leap in my journey as a cuckold.

The pace increased gradually until even me, in my own little disconnected way, could feel that the two were approaching their climax. Master was about to erupt his seed into my Wife and I was there lying beside her, being a part of it, involved, connected ( well - perhaps not too connected).

Elaine was now in another world. A noisy, screaming, heavily breathing wreck who could feel her final orgasm approaching. Master - sorry Jackson - was making low growling noises that came from deep within his chest. The Silver Back Alpha was mating and there was nothing in this world that would hold him back. And nothing did.

I was thrown around that bed like a canoe in a hurricane and found myself holding onto Elaine for dear life but did they notice? Did they hell! I was peripheral to their lust and they cared not one little bit. 'So much for being involved and connected.'

For a reason I can no longer remember, I decided to push my hand further down over her mound and push down towards Master's plunging member. This effectively eased the tip of my Wife's clitoris onto the shaft of Master's manhood. The reaction was immediate - she screamed in ecstasy.

"Hey cj! What the hell .... are you doing? You are .... driving us both crazy," cried Master between thrusts.

"Oh God I'm sorry," you replied in some alarm as you snatched your hand away.

"Don't stop cuck! Put it back! That was something I've never felt that before. Jesus! Where did you learn that trick?"

Again I didn't answer but put my hand back where it had been, only to be greeted by Elaine's moaning as she approached her final orgasm. Master too was nearing his eruption, evidenced by the loud groans emitting from his throat and the violent thrusting of his big penis. And me? I was holding on for dear life.

All pretence of sophistication and worldliness were gone. My two bed fellows were wild animals in their violent mating and I was there for the ride. 'They will finish soon surely.'

As if on cue, Master arched his back and roared like a lion. Elaine, my Wife, screamed in ecstatic orgasm. And I, the cuckolded husband being used like a sex toy, could feel his large member under my hand pulsing and spurting inside her womb as his seed poured deep inside her.

His orgasm seemed to go on forever as did Elaine's. Little mewling noises emanating from her throat told me that her climax was yet to subside. Slowly I removed my hand from her mound and lifted my head from her breasts to look down upon her. Her hair was tousled, her lipstick was smudged, her eyes were closed and her breasts were heaving with passion - she had never looked so beautiful. 'There is something about a recently well fucked woman,' you thought fleetingly, 'that is so desirable.'

I stayed quiet and humble as my Mistress and my Master (it was increasingly easier to acknowledge his ascendancy over me now) came down from their passion and returned to the world of the living. Master, now laying on top of Elaine was the first to speak.

"cj! I think you are more than ready." His voice muffled by Elaine's hair.

"For what Master Jackson?"

"What happens next." 

I said nothing but waited patiently for him continue.

Slowly he raised himself up from Elaine on his elbows, his cock still inside her, and turned his head to look at me. "You remember the cuckold's rule?" 

"Do you mean the 'Rule of Three Attempts'?" I asked.

"Exactly cj. This is your first time - right here and right now. Are you ready?" He said as he started to ease his now softening penis from Elaine. "When I'm out, you get down there and soothe those tender lips of hers. You got that?" I nodded in acknowledgement. "Any questions?"

"None," I replied, easing myself down the bed so my face was close to Master's cock."

"Don't let any go to waste cj. And make sure she's nice and clean for the next round."

"Don't let any go to waste cj."

The large helmet shaped glans moved past my face and close to my tongue as I eased my lips gently onto Elaines labia. The aroma of semen immediately entered my nose and within seconds the salty taste of Master's ball cream hit my tongue. Not for the first time was I being treated to the flavour of my Wife's Lover's essence. And not for the first time that night my little penis filled.

I knew that I was pleasing Mistress by the way she came round from her post coital torpor. From a sleepy happily-fucked young beauty lying naked with her handsome Black Lover, she was transported almost immediately into a squirming wreck as my tongue moved expertly between clitoris, labia and vagina. As she writhed in pleasure I supped at her salty well so as to consume Master's ejaculated fluid that entered my mouth and down my throat. I was greedily devouring another man's sticky warm semen and after an initial feeling of total perversion and humiliation I was starting to enjoy my depravity. 'Am I gay or is this just what is expected of  a cuckold.'

"Good boy cj." Said Jackson over the noise of Elaine's moaning, "You a do realise that doing this don't necessarily make you Poof. Don't you? It's what is required of a true cuckold."

'Oh shit. He's at it again - reading my bloody mind again!' I thought. 

"Thank you for telling me Mast.... Jackson." I replied after swallowing a particularly large portion of his cum. "I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin"

"Well you're in your skin alright cj," he said, chortling in that loud West Indian way of his.  

'Ha bloody ha!'

Ultimately the well dried up and it was time to roll away and make way for Jackson, who had been enjoying Elaine's gentle loving hands on his big rod. It was back to its proper mating size and strength, so I was now redundant.

"Get back to where you were before cj, and do that thing you do," said Master as he entered my Wife with his cock for the second time.

I had known that it would be a long night, and it was only just beginning.