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  1. TheMistressWants
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    Well its been a while since I have been on.  I don't know if its the smell of spring in the air but I am filled with new vigour.  I have been going out a lot recently and really enjoyed flirting (and being generally misbehaved) for a married lady.  I have been out every week for well over a month.  Ideally I could do with a female friend with the same agenda as me.  Whilst I go out with my own friends and colleagues at work I have to be careful as they are not accepting of an 'unfaithful' wife when it comes to Paula (hubby)....despite that s/he loves me being with other men.

    That said I have an old friend, now single...that I have made contact with after many years.  She could be the ideal person.  I have also made friends with another friend who is the friend of a friend...so lets see there too.  There are of course contact/swingers sites...but they are unreliable and I want a certain type for this to work for me.

    As for Paula...she has been more active...had a few dates with men and been out in public.  Shes done well.  She has worked on her look and for my mind looks better than she even has.  We have worked hard at our FemDom lifestyle over the years...ups, downs and sometimes outright frustration....but it works.  Its not for everyone but it works for us.  I am just very lucky that I can please myself.......and she is lucky that she can't...lol

  2. How To Make Your Very Own

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  3. coupleoxford
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    Well like for most people, December was a busy month as we built up to Christmas and then we spent Christmas overseas visiting family and friends which was great. Now we're back in the UK and Joanna is feeling a bit down about the holiday season being over and me being back to work.

    About a week ago I climbed into bed and decided to try to cheer Joanna up with a little play but she wasn't interested but she blurted out whether I'd had any more cuckolding thoughts recently or even thoughts about other men being with her. She said maybe she could get in the mood if we talked about and imagined another man was there with us. I played along and that seemed to cheer her up.

    The next day I decided I hadn't been on here for a while so I came online and as luck would have it I found a social night was coming up for members so I thought maybe a night out with some bulls and other hotwives might be the thing to cheer Joanna up so a couple of days later I asked her if this might be something she'd be interested in. Well, I don't think I've seen Joanna say yes to anything quite so quickly but I would need to arrange a sitter for the night which of course I was only too happy to do. The next day she chased me up to make sure I'd booked the hotel and arranged a sitter and several more times she's let me know how much she's looking forward to it. Her only worry is she has a complex that she's over eaten during Christmas and I should have given her more notice so she could get in top shape so it's salads now until the night away.

    I don't know if it's related or not but I often work in London which can be a pain to get to but Joanna has always been set against the idea of be staying in London overnight, she insists I should be home at night. Since booking the hotel she's brought up London again and totally changed her view on it, now saying it makes sense for me to be away in London a couple of nights each week. The timing may be a coincidence, maybe not.

    Either way we're both really looking forward to this night away.

  4. is it for me

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    Dear All

    I'm a new bull that would like to meet a couple for the first time I aim to please, I well mannered flirty and easy going would love to get in to this seen more as I had a little sample and love it, so it would be really nice if there is anyone that would be kind enough to get me on the ladder,so please come and chat and maybe we will click thanks for taking the time to read this blog and looking forward to hearing from you. x

  5. Vikingbull

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    Hi I'm a new boy around here and chuck wanabe, I wanted to share something that happened to us and I loved it. This was last year, my wife was out with the usual crowd Friday night (5 of her mates) variety of ages from 26 to 40, I was home alone as always on Friday. As always they all end up at ours as we're nearest to town and various boyfriends and husbands pick them all up as and when, so they come stumbling in around midnight all chattering and laughing then they come into the living room and it all goes a bit quiet and they all seem to be looking at me ( awkward) when suddenly my wife pipes up, I was telling the girls what a wanker you are ! I'm in shock this alludes to our secret that I love being watched when masturbating and I love her to call me a wanker whilst I'm doing it. They all start giggling, can you imagine she says, some of these girls have never watched a man crack one off, to say I'm embarrassed and a little turned on is an understatement. " well go on then this is your chance for a proper audience get your cock out", well after some negotiation we agreed they would all take their knickers down and I would have something to look at wile I did the deed, does anyone want to hear more on this story ?

  6. One of the thing I love with my wife is when she start to play with one of her sex toy to tease me before sex.

    First of all she put her tan stockings on her legs with a quick touch on her pussy to show it with her big clit which will grow up very quickly, but also to show her wet pussy!

    Then she start to select which toy could satisfied her pussy ans sometimes her ass.

    When she start tu use it she start to be naughty, with naughty words and positions!

    after several penetration she prefer to ask me to finisih the job!!!! And I love it!

  7. Annikinslut's Blog

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    Hello to all my friends on here

    I must apologise for my lack of attendance on the site of late and I will try my best to put things right here in the near future. My life has been very hectic and full of problems for the last couple of months, so it has not been easy to get all the things done I have wanted to do. Just not enough hours in the day.

    I hope that things will return to a more normal situation from here onwards though, and wish to be updating my posts as soon as possible.

    Love to all



  8. Veteran
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    And again, the moment came when my senses were ignited by the view my sweet wifey panting under two horny Bulls. From the first moment when they met in the living room, they could not break away from her breasts and cunt. Their very hot "welcome" lasted several minutes, during which they only changed their tongues and cocks in her mouth, between her buttocks and between her thighs ... They also didn't give her a break in invading her mouth ... The view was delightful but whatever ... see for yourself

  9. Carla cuckoldsissy's Blog

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    To answer your questions Sir, No she has not done my boss as i am retired shes not done Her boss either as shes female and my Mistress is not into females except as girlie friends. although Her best female married work colleague is lusting to get her hands on her but Mistress just cant see it, just says shes very friendly to Her (but not so to others) Doh lol!

    She has been and still is very often chatted up by Her male colleges at work and has gone out on a date on a couple of times (that i know of and She would tell me right) .

    one who was a little boring and they did not do anything except sex in the back of his car once!.

    A little while ago a male college who She described to me as "quite fit and looks like he has a nice package" straight out asked Her out even though he knows shes with me, married and Always wears our rings, she text me from work about it and i suggested that if he is fit looking and she likes him then maybe She should go on a date with him and see what happens.

    So Mistress did but not wanting a repeat of the boring pub date She arranged to meet him in a nearby coastal town they don't work or live in and then to go to a nightclub together and man did she dress for it, i mean Holy barbie of a sex kitten im surprised She even made it to the meeting place without being hassled by men, anyway, he must of impressed Her or something as she came home about 11pm ish for a change of clothes and a quick chat with me then went out again, apparently She was not planning to sleep with him or anything however i did not hear from Her until the next day when She text me to say Shes ok and at work!!!

    I believe She did it to teach me a lesson and it did, She taught me that i absolutely LOVE Her being chatted up and dated and letting Her hair down with other men who can fuck Her better, harder, longer, and cum more than me and that variety is indeed the spice of life plus She taught me that i absolutely need to be with Her in the moment and see Her enjoy Herself soo much and She has also learned that She really likes the way i look when She is humiliating me in front of other people and has found a slightly sadistic twist She loves it when She sits on my face and pushes his sperm into my mouth saying lick it sissy boi (or sissy bitch) it makes Her cum soo very hard even if She’s just had an orgasm with him.

    So we have agreed that for Her safety, Her pleasures and Her to have total humiliating control over me we will do everything together always, as the saying goes, those who play together stay together!

    it evens spills into our vanilla lives .

    So no Sir she's a good girl and wouldn't do anything like that to me :-)

    Fuck i love Her soo much !

  10. dang1802's Blog

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    Newbie couple here. Does anyone like my misses?

  11. PaulandnaughtySue's Blog

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    Just after Christmas this year, Suzie and I found ourselves at a party held by a friend of a friend. When we arrived, it was pretty obvious that we did'nt know anyone, which wasn't a major problem as we are both very sociable people. I wandered off and chatted to a couple who lived nearby while Suzie was chatting to two guys.

    The party started to warm up and the music got louder and I could see Suzie dancing with these two guys and flirting like only she can. She kept looking over at me and smiling and winking and I was extremely turned on watching her.

    I went to get a drink and when I came back there was no sign of Suzie - or the two other guys. I waited a while to make sure she wasn't in the toilet, and then decided to sneak off and try and find her. I slowly walked up the stairs past couples snogging and groping and I could hear laughing and clapping and lots of sexy noises coming from the bedrooms. Now this was a big house with 5 or 6 bedrooms and the first room i peeked in there was two guys being sucked by a very attractive black girl who was naked on the bed. Then I looked in the next and could hear clapping and moaning and there was about 4 or 5 guys all kneeling on the bed with Suzie lying in the middle of them sucking and wanking each in turn! Seeing her spread out in total exctasy was amazing. I stood there and watched the guys cheering as she sucked their cocks while one of them would slip around the back of her and slide his cock inside her. She was bucking and fucking and sucking and had at least three orgasms as I watched.

    Now Suzie has always had a thing about being fucked by a group of guys - and now her wish was coming true!

    I stayed wanking and watching her take each guys cock inside her pussy and she was clearly loving it. Then in turn, each one would roll her on her back and fuck her hard and fill her pussy with their cum - each time her pussy got that bit sloppier.

    Finally the last guy shot his load inside her and she lay there, looked up and saw me and spread her legs wide letting the cum flow from her slit. She beconned me over and I started to finger her pussy and letting it run down my hand. I did this until the last drop was out and she got dressed and we went home.

    On the way home she said how much she enjoyed it and could she do more of that? What could I say - so watch this space everyone.

  12. newtothis2
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    Live bdsm going on in front of me h is taking her BBC for nught

  13. newtothis2
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    Well we arrived late last night and just chilled, apart from Mrs. Newtothis2 trying out her new toy, pic attached. Hayley would not let me fuck her and she told me how much she was looking forward to having her BBC inside her and that I was allowed to watch if I was good. She did let me wank over her, which was a relief lol. I got up this morning at 6 and went and picked our friend up from terminal 4 at Heathrow and went back to hotel. H was still asleep so gently woke her, i have left them in the room whilst I go and sort a few things so I should imagine that they are saying there own hellos now! I hope when I get back to the room I walk into them fucking like rabbits, will upload some pics later. And update the blog throughout the day.

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    MEDIA Style Artwork of SJ Created by her BF -

    Media Style SJ Cuckold Art! - She loved me doing these!

    TRIBUTE / RESPOND AND REQUEST send back or SHARE Here - Please send your ideas for future pictures and request!

    She will get off to your replies and pictures!!blogentry-113540-0-07838700-1448892612_tblogentry-113540-0-53345900-1448892624_tblogentry-113540-0-61597400-1448892635_tblogentry-113540-0-90854000-1448892638_tblogentry-113540-0-35600900-1448892643_tblogentry-113540-0-47152400-1448892652_tblogentry-113540-0-85237100-1448892658_tblogentry-113540-0-58866700-1448892666_tblogentry-113540-0-34518500-1448892671_tblogentry-113540-0-73381500-1448892674_tblogentry-113540-0-12181100-1448892695_tblogentry-113540-0-37919100-1448892927_tblogentry-113540-0-27224200-1448892798_t

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  15. willyb59's Blog

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    First, if any spelling mistakes please be assured it's because of my excited state and NOT being a poor speller

    Well, as a cuckold had this weekend planned for months, me and 3 other guys off to Edinburgh for the weekend, Jinxie entertain (ladies) tomorrow evening and a fuck buddy would come around Sunday afternoon to fuck my mistress several times, the one she chose is a very heavy summer so I was very excited to

    1, receive several txt's

    2, maybe lucky enough to receive the odd picture

    3, be told if I wanted to put my small cock into that very wet, spunk filled, hairy pussy hole I had to lick it clean first.

    So now we're at Fri 27th and I'm getting txts saying "pose call into Chemist to bring home, Night Nurse, Day Nurse, Paracetamol etc etc and it's not even man flu, I can just see all my imaginary goings on flying out the window.

    Come home and my gorgeous mistress does look and sound pretty poor, she says "How can I suck a cock with a runny nose" . . . . good point I thought, not really sexy having snot on ya dick.

    So while I she was good enough to stretch my sack enough to put one wedding ring on (won't be waring this while I'm away with the lads) I said I'd make her a tea and she can sit and relax as I know she's had a very heavy day at work.

    Came into the living room with a brew and she's sexting a cole of friends about the weekend ! ! !

    So I'm away in the morning, if / what may happen I don't know but I'll continue this on my return

    Update on Monday 30th Nov

    Told to me by my mistress.

    We left for our weekend away 9:30am sat morn, she had already arranged for her fuck buddy to pick her up at noon, she showered and dressed in sexy corset, matching bra, stockings, and dress. Apparently they went out for lunch which she constantly teased him and returned at 3pm, she says she went to make coffee but he came behind her, lifted her dress and shoved fingers into her very moist fanny, by the time she had turned around his cock was out hard with a bulbis purple helmet, she says she took it in hand and was going to go down on it when he said no just turn around and bend over, which she did. Bent over the kitchen bench he lifted up her dress and parted her arse cheeks to line up his cock with her now dripping fanny hole, sliding into her unto his balls my mistress said she was grunting and moaning like a dirty bitch in heat (which she was), she said he pounded into her fanny over and over, she kept teasing him "Don't you dare spit yr spunk yet" until he couldn't hold back, she said she could feel him slow down, then his cock twitching followed by groans from him, and she knew she'd received his first load of the day. Pulling his now limp, spunk covered cock out of her, she turned around to see the shaft & helmet covered in fresh spunk and knelt down to lick it all of. She then took him upstairs to the bedroom where they striped off and settled on the bed.

    Dictated to me by my mistress on returning home on Sunday 29th . . .she will tell me more on Monday allowing me to finish this story.

    Monday evening, sitting at pc, my mistress teasing my wedding rings and telling me what happened next.

    Mistress and her fuck buddy made their way upstairs to the bedroom where they stretched out on the bed and he played with her 36GG tits, squeezing the nipples and her tits, the bruises were there for me to see when I got home, after a while she started to fondle his cock which was showing signs of life again, so she said she went down and started to gently work on the helmet with her tongue and within a cole of minutes she had it swollen in her hands, she lay back, spreading her thighs and showing off her swollen pussy lips asking him to "Come on and get your cock up me" She says he quickly positioned himself between her legs and mounted her, this time banging her much longer until he said he was very near when he dismounted her, moved his cock to her face and asked het to open her mouth, where upon he wanted his spunk all over her face and mouth.

    Her friends were due to arrive about 7pm so she says they went into the spare room where we have a full length mirror, he said he wanted to fuck her from behind as he'd never seen such big tits swinging, as this is my mistresses fav position as she feels the cock go in deeper she really enjoyed it the 3rd time.

    While in Edinburgh I received a txt saying "been fucked 3 times, 2nd time you should have been here to see a real cock part your mistress fanny lips" and about 8pm saying "In kitchen cooking for girls with hot spunk running down my things".

    When I came home, I was greeted by a mistress smiling like a cheshire cat, we played a little while she teased me, then I used a small vibe on her fanny lips & clit before she came. When she had calmed to told me to step off the bed and bring my cock to her mouth then slowly took my helmet in and wanted me off.

    This Thurs/Fri she's down south at her company Christmas dinner, she has said if she has a drink and fancies a fuck she may . . .or may not txt me

  16. Ming102's Blog

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    To whom it may concern

    I was desperately unhappy as a sub until I found Queen Cleopatra and she helped me. She is a professional erotic hypnotist and she help me turn my fantasy into reality. This is her website


    I asked Queen Cleopatra to assist me with a small psychological problem of mine. I wanted her to use her erotic hypnosis skills to help me change an old subconscious behaviour that was blocking my conscious desires. I am so pleased with the result, that I wanted to write.

    I am a closet submissive and I have been for years. As I grew older my ability to please my girlfriend (when she let me) became less and less. I was suffering occasional erectile dysfunction and even when I wasn’t I came very quickly. My girlfriend was always pleased to let me go down on her, but became increasingly frustrated when I tried to please her with my penis. After a while she started having lovers. Her Dom side came out more and more. She took out her frustration on me and found pleasure in doing so. She made it clear that she wanted to stay with me but only if she could have other men when she wanted and only if I would submit. My choice was to leave or to accept and I so I accepted and became her cuckold. But then she started joining cuckolding groups and reading stories that lead her to want a Black lover and she very quickly found one. So there I was, living the life of the archetypical interracial cuckold. Here is where the problem started.

    In short, she wanted to watch me suck her lover’s cock as an act of submission. I wanted to please her, but each time I tried, my social conditioning as a heterosexual made me baulk. I couldn’t take another man’s cock in my mouth, even though I wanted to in order to please her and her Dom.

    I was also struggling as a white guy who had not always treated black people as well as I should.

    This is where Queen Cleopatra helped me. She talked to me about my problem and she discussed the issue sympathetically. Then, she hypnotised me and tried to relieve the matter.

    It took me a week to find a hung Black Man who would indulge me and agreed to let me go down on him. I went to his house. He was waiting, naked. I didn’t feel that old reluctance. I followed him to his bedroom and without thinking, I stripped off. I knelt between his legs, amazed that I felt so relaxed. I begged to be allowed to suck him and he said yes. Over the next 30 minutes I found that my previous anxieties were gone. I had a few gagging issues, but as he is Dom and I am sub, I’m not in a position to complain.

    Afterwards I thanked him and then rushed home to e-mail my thanks to Queen Cleopatra. My girlfriend is happy, her Master is happy and so I am happier.

    Despite this I still struggled to be obedient and accepting when the Dom or Bull wanted to ejaculate in my mouth or on my face.

    So I returned to Cleopatra and asked her to help me further. We talked and she hypnotised me again. She put suggestions and instructions in my subconscious that made the anticipation of a Dom’s ejaculation very exciting. I can now accept ejaculate in my mouth or on my face and have also cleaned it from my Mistress with my mouth. It feels right. It feels like I am making good for some of my past bad behaviour.

    I am so, so grateful to Cleopatra. She has changed my life and I would have no hesitation in recommending her or asking her for help again.

  17. blogs_blog_358

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    Deciding today what to wear for my trip to London and Covent Garden this weekend.

    I really think it could be too hot to wear tights, and I can't find any clean panties, so will have to travel without any.

    Sometimes I wish life wasn't so hard and there were so many decisions a girl has to make.

  18. Girlfriend on pull tonight

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    I am currently in USA on business and my girlfriend is out tonight in Wales with her mates. She plans to pull and get fucked whilst updating me. I am already as horny as hell !!!

  19. Christine's Blog

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    Sunday 7th June 2015

    My ex lover, my first black lover, my first big dicked lover, my first extra marital affair and I parted company about 6 years ago. It was amicable, and we still stay in touch regularly. As the father of our twins (another story) who takes his fatherhood seriously we see each other at least twice a month. I still miss his exquisite dick and will open for him with any excuse.

    We split up because he wanted more commitment than I could give. I know, I know... the wrong way round but that's how it was. He's had a couple of lovers since and so have I.

    His latest walked out on him a few weeks ago, mine was our gardener, who 'did me' ;-) part time between course work and exams at the agricultural college. Unfortunately he graduated and has taken a forestry job in south America.

    So, recently the garden has been neglected as have my appetites, hence the reason for my appearance on cuckolds.co.uk.

    Today was a good day to make inroads into the jungle that has been rapidly encroaching our once pretty garden and orchards. Paul (my husband), the bambinos (can't use the ch**dren word on here) and myself donned old clothes and went exploring the tool shed.

    By 11 o'Clock we were well accustomed to the hard work of hacking brambles and nettles. I now appreciate how hard my gardener worked to hone that magnificent body. After several scratches and not few nettle stings we heared a 'yoohooo' from the direction of the house. It was my ex, also called Paul, come to visit the bambinos.

    He took off his shirt, (down girl...) and dived into the work alongside us. It was amazing how often we bumped into each other, accidently on purpose. A little later I popped back to the house and knocked a pick nic. We ate on a blanket in the dappled shade of the pear trees. The youngsters had their fill and charged into the undergrowth to play and the conversation started to turn raunchy as it will in these situation's

    I asked my husband if he would take the youngsters for a walk. My ex looked at me and grinned, before adding "a long walk".

    So that's how come I am writing this blog. Infused with the warm glow emanating from my lower stomach, that completely sated, content feeling that only a large and properly used dick can give. And I just adore the occasional tickle as thick semen makes a bid to escape and seeps out of me, runs slowly down my crotch before leaving a telltale wet patch on the back of my jeans. Something for my husband to get excited about.

    So the story continues... My husband marched off herding the brood ahead of him and my ex and me got into the down and dirty. Our bed was the pick nic blanket, our soundtrack, the singing of the birds, our subdued lighting was the sun.

    It was so nice to see the exquisiteness of his manhood, I've really not been with too many men but of those I have, Paul has the most aesthetically perfect dick I've seen. He's nine and three quaters long, a little over seven round, the shaft glistens a rich dark chocolate colour, when erect the elegent, streamlined, circumcised head turns a dark purple. The whole thing is mouthwatering and the perfect size for me, a little bigger and it can be painful, a little smaller just does not reach where I need.

    He's also a heavy cummer and has no problem repeating. Many is the time when he's cum five or six times in a session. In days of old, during our dirty weekends, Friday evening to Sunday evening seven or eight hard sex sessions were commom. We have been known to entertain the beast with 2 backs as many twenty odd times during a single weekend. The guy is amazing.

    Anyway, I'm glad to say our separation has not diminished his prowess. In the two hours Paul and company were away I drank one lot of hot love juice and took three where it belongs.

    Hence the reason I am glowing, feel so wonderful and am growing a rather large damp patch on settee.

    Happy day, pity they don't happen more often. On the down side, he's the reason I have been disappointed with would be lovers on a few occasions.

  20. Perfect Wife

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    The third person I ever had sex with was my husband so you couldn’t call me promiscuous. I lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway. Then there was Paul, we dated; we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We had and still do have sex regularly and he brings me to completion more often than not, I was content.

    We were celebrating 10 years of marriage and my 35th birthday with a foreign holiday. We'd been trying to get pregnant for almost a year and hoped that our trip to Rome would be the key but deep inside I knew that it wasn't so. In quieter moments I had been pondering the inevitable ticking of my biological clock and was vaguely aware that perhaps something was not quite perfect, maybe something was missing from my life but I had no idea what it was. Throughout the plane and car journey home I'd been feeling particularly despondent and I knew that I was upsetting Paul with my sour mood on what should have been a very happy day for us.

    Driving from the airport we stopped at a motorway service station. I'd just left the ladies room where I'd had a little weep when I first encountered the man who was to become my lover and my instant reaction was confusion. I should have turned away but his look of shameless desire lifted me in a way I really needed right then. I don’t know how it happened but we collided and we laughed as we both reached to steady each other and then apologise at the same moment.

    A little later I was standing right behind that same stranger in the queue for coffee and I was overwhelmed with his presence. The shock I felt knocked me for six as my mind had him caressing my body, making love to me and impregnating me. I have never daydreamed of being loved by another man before and the intensity of this most unique daydream had me reeling. I had sometimes speculated from an artistic viewpoint what this or that hunk of a man would look like naked but I never considered sex, sex just wasn’t so important to me.

    Paul guided us to the next table to that same man and as we drank our coffee he started to discuss the stranger, to talk about what he’s seen in the gent’s toilet. I was already guilt-ridden at my feelings in the queue and I just wanted him to change the subject. The animated way Paul spoke and his expression hinted of what he wanted me to do and I was frightened, I began to panic. No. I truly know that my husband loves me so I dismissed those terrifying thoughts and I put my irrational terror down to those wicked thoughts and my brooding mood and my panic subsided. I just couldn’t understand why Paul should be so interested in talking about the size of another mans penis.

    I glanced at him, admittedly he was a good-looking guy. Those speculations I'd had about men had rarely involved a black man, not that I didn't find some black men handsome, certain movie or music stars and the like are nice and light reacts well to the darker skin colours. This man was very good-looking, tall and slender but well muscled, he clearly looked after himself; he was very well dressed and was obviously a confident man. I realised that while I was studying him he was looking at me and smiling. He winked and I’m sure I flushed with embarrassment at having been caught out.

    This made me even angrier with myself and I was getting more upset with Paul. I wished he'd just drop it so I began to tease him with a little reverse psychology; by telling him the effect this man had had on me I had hoped that I’d shock him into dropping the subject, well that backfired... His reaction told me exactly how excited he was and of what he wanted to happen, exactly how much he wanted me to have sex with this stranger. No absolutely not, I’d never considered infidelity I love my husband and would never contemplate another man.

    Then he asked me and it was more of an appeal, the excitement in his voice and those words burned through my mind "Chris! Would you... really?" It was shocking, for some reason Paul wanted me to be unfaithful, to have sex with another man, not just any man but this allegedly exceptionally well endowed man in particular.

    My immediate response was of disgust and then guilt for my earlier thoughts and I went with my heart and shouted "NO". I was livid, the instant the word barked from my mouth his expression changed from flushed excitement to total rejection.

    I remembered that desire in the strangers’ eyes and that guilty flood of lust that he'd created in me. I began to feel quite naughty, I glanced back at the stranger and the words "Would you... really" echoed in my mind. - Would I? No... Definitely not, how could I even think such a thing? He really was very good looking and he was still watching me with those lustful eyes... absolutely not. I turned back to Paul and I could read disappointment on his face, he really wanted me to have sex with this man. No... Definitely not. But to my utter amazement I realised that I’d said "Okay."

    It had taken almost no time at all from my venomous "no" to my soft "okay." The whole cafe seemed to have gone quiet and I sat a few moments in stunned silence not believing what I’d said. What sort of woman am I? What sort of woman could agree to a proposition like that? I was upset with myself and with Paul for asking me and I was astounded that I could agree. What sort of person could consider having sex with a stranger?

    The very thought raised an illicit excitement in me and as I asked Paul to ask the stranger to join us the man got up and walked away. I was extremely relieved and would be having strong words with Paul when we got home but to be brutally truthful I was perhaps a little disappointed.

    A few minutes later we saw him again in the car park, how should someone behave in this situation? I'd agreed and I hated it, hated myself, a betrayal of everything I held dear, but to please Paul I'd agreed and Paul seemed so eager and I just couldn't disappoint him so again I asked him to approach the stranger.

    Paul spoke to him and he turned to walk away and the bottom fell out of my world. How strange that I should feel such disappointment over someone I don’t know. I honestly don't know what came over me; this stranger had sparked wicked feelings that angered me and made me feel terrible inside and yet so very different, so very excited. With butterflies jumping in my stomach and a little flood of moist warmth I reached out to the stranger and shivered inside as I kissed him. Again that powerful feeling washed over me, that feeling of him making love to me and inseminating me but this time with the insight of what Paul had told me. I was trembling with fear and desire at the thought of his body against mine, of his penis, his huge penis within me.


    I walked away from my husband with a complete stranger and I felt so very cheap. I was scared stiff and could feel my heart thumping in my chest, butterflies filled my stomach, my legs were trembling and I was walking in high heel boots that felt very unsteady. My mind was reeling, calling me such horrible names, 'slut, whore, slag' but I was so tremendously excited.

    I was so embarrassed when I checked us in to that hotel and on the way up to the room it began to sink in just how much Paul had emphasised the size of this strangers penis, his flaccid penis. Paul grows from around one and half, perhaps two inches to almost five inches, how big would five or six flaccid inches grow? He’s bigger flaccid than Paul is erect, he's going to be huge when he is erect. He's going to be too big for me, what if he's too big? Abject terror began to course through me and by the time we reached the room I was feeling physically sick and on the verge of running.

    Then we were in the room and standing facing one another, I was unsure what to do. He took hold of my hand and said "You're apprehensive, it's not too late and I’d understand if you leave". I felt very confused, guilty as hell and full of apprehension and I wanted to flee, but then again I just couldn’t disappoint Paul and I was getting such worm sensations in my stomach.

    He paused for a few seconds staring deeply into my eyes as though trying to read my mind. If he could’ve seen my thoughts he'd have seen abject terror. I'm quite happy standing up before a boardroom of hard-nosed businessmen and pitching a proposal worth thousands of pounds but this whole situation was beyond my experience. I was alarmed at the sensations this stranger had roused in me. I was terrified of what would happen if I actually enjoyed this and I was petrified of not enjoying it. I was afraid that he'd be too big for me and hurt or damage me. I was scared that I might be too inexperienced and embarrass both the stranger and myself. I was terrified of the damage sex with another man could do to our lives. More than anything I was horror-struck at the thought loosing Paul, loosing our marriage. No, this isn't right, I'm getting out of here.

    I was framing what to say, how to apologise and excuse myself when he stepped a little closer, reached and took hold of my other hand and looked deeply into my eyes, his face was so close to mine I could feel his breath and smell his masculinity. I was trembling with fear, my heart was racing; my stomach quivering with butterflies and my legs were like jelly. His warm, erotic aroma wafted across me and I could feel my panties becoming damp from another gush of moist warmth. I was terrified that he was going to kiss me or fondle me, make a grab for me in some intimate place, instead he spoke. I’ll remember what he said forever.

    "You really are a very beautiful and seriously desirable woman and I think your husband is totally off his head. You think you're being unfaithful to him, yet..." He paused for a second or two studying my face. "I'll be perfectly honest with you and perhaps a little more crude than I should be. You are as hot as they come; I’m hard as hell just looking at you and I really want to fuck you right now. I want to lick your clit and push my tongue into your cunt and taste your juice. I want to feel the slick warmth of your cunt caressing up my dick. I want you to beg me, to scream for me to fuck you and I want to fuck you and fill you with so much cum that you’ll gurgle when you scream for me to stop. I want to fuck you so badly I've thought of little else since we bumped into each other so I'll admit that I'd be disappointed if you back out. You know that your husband wants this to happen, he must be crazy but he wants me to fuck you. He wants you to feel my dick inside you so you can’t be cheating on him? I'm sure you think you're here to please him but I think that deep down you want me to fuck you. What do you say?"

    I've never had anyone talk to me in such base terms. I was mortified that such dirty and explicit talk excited me as much as it did. What did I want? I don’t know, truly I did want him to make love to me, this can’t be right, I’m a married woman. Knowing that it was what Paul wanted only made things worse, I was so confused and I knew that my last chance to escape this awful, erotic situation was slipping away fast. What do I want? He was holding my hands and looking deeply into my eyes, his eyes sparkled with lust, he said, "I need you now".

    To this day I don't know if it was that vulgarly seductive speech or the vitality of that "I need you now" that finally tipped the balance.


    He pulled me to press against him, he held me in his arms and ever so gently began to stroke my shoulder. He brought his lips to mine and eased the straps off my shoulders as his feathery touch raised my desire. He slipped my dress down and undid my bra and my breasts were free. A total stranger cupped a breast in one hand the other hand found the small of my back and he pulled me firmly to his firm body. His warmth and the pressure of his muscular frame pulled against me, his thick, hard manhood bulged against my stomach.

    We kissed passionately each exploring the warm sensuous mouth of the other, our tongues flicking, touching and caressing, his hand slid down to my waist then to my buttocks, he pulled me into him and worked his manhood against me. He eased a hand between us and he began to stroke my mound and gently massage me. I encircled him with my arms and held him tightly to me.

    Here I was in a hotel room being kissed in the most deeply passionate way by a total stranger in the certain knowledge that we would soon be making love and to my shame I was eager. His exquisite, erotic aroma devastated my senses. I felt so guilty, so base, so dirty, so shocked, so naughty, so utterly immoral and so very, very excited as this stranger took a nipple between his lips. He teased with lips and tongue until I began to firm. With finger and thumb he did the same to my other nipple before sliding down gently kissing my stomach through the silk of my dress. He knelt before me and slid my dress up over my hips then eased my panties down. I trembled as he blew onto my pubic hair and circled the long slow breath round and round. I felt the urge, the need to spread my legs, to open the way for him so he could get to my most intimate parts. My legs opened as I stepped out of my panties, he eased me apart and as he blew onto my clitoris my trembling intensified and then his tongue was there. I though my legs would give way, what prevented me from falling to the ground was his hand on my buttocks pressing me into his face.

    My dress bunched up around my waste, my breasts free, my nipples hard, my panties discarded. I was wearing a pair of Givenchy ankle boots that were impossible to kick off. My legs were straight and spread and a total stranger, a fully dressed stranger was kneeling before me nuzzling my most intimate place. Strangely I thought that this would make the most wonderful photograph, with back lighting and taken from directly in front of me, his back to the camera.

    I was close, I could feel the tension rising, my breath was becoming shallow and panting and he was pushing his face into me harder, licking more intensively. He was still licking me as he guided me to the edge of the bed. As he lowered me my legs spread more and his tongue opened my lips, I parted and he thrust his tongue into me.

    The quick, ferocious, darting movements stimulated my labia, my vagina, my clitoris, he even darted the tip of his tongue into my anus. He moved back to massage my clitoris with his tongue and I felt a finger enter me, no, not one but all four I think, I opened to accept him and he pushed his fingers into me. He began to massage my vagina while he was sucking on my clitoris, Oh my God, how I came, a deep and intense orgasm like I'd never experienced before.

    Why had Paul put me in this situation? Why has he done this to me? Am I cumming this like this because it’s not Paul but a stranger? How can I face him after this? I'll die of shame. What can I say to him after this? How can I possibly tell him, explain to him how exquisite this is, how this stranger made me orgasm so quickly and so powerfully? Why had Paul never made me cum like this? Oh why had Paul never done this to me before?

    As I lay shuddering inside he crawled up my body and fiddled with his zipper and then I felt pain, a little stretching pain as I opened when he pushed the head of his penis into me. I could feel the contour of the lip as he entered me. I could feel that ridge passing up my vagina. He was stretching me beyond endurance and I could not help letting out a whimper, then a sob. As I tried to push him away from me he straightened his arms pushing his upper body off me and still he was forcing himself into me. As his arms locked he thrust.

    I'm not sure what happened, if I screamed or blacked out, all I knew was a world of agony as I was torn apart, with a sensation of being completely stretched and filled. He froze with much to much of his much to big penis implanted inside me and after a lifetime the pain began to subside from excruciating to merely unbearable. Relief flooded me as he began to withdraw and just as he was on the edge of pulling out completely he thrust again. The first few times hurt as he penetrated deeper and deeper with each lunge then I hit a whole new dimension of pain; I was being stretched beyond endurance when he hit something unforgiving deep inside. The more I tried to push him away the more of his ghastly penis he forced into me and the more the severe, deep and intensive pain in the pit of my stomach blossomed. No... No he's too big. He really is too big, I can’t take this, surely this must be like giving birth (I can tell you now that it just doesn’t compare) and as I screamed for him to take it out something moved inside me. He thrust deeper and as the tension and pain exploded from my body an overwhelming sensation of pleasure, pressure, release and lust enveloped me. His huge and thick black penis filled me completely and I came with the most violently explosive orgasm.

    He must be so big that he'd hit my cervix, forced it aside and passed it and I remembered a girl at university extolling the virtues of her then current boyfriends' huge penis. Now I envied that girl and thought it strange that I should be thinking of some girl I'd not seen for over 15 years as the waves of the most astounding orgasm ever spread through my body.

    And the stranger rested with his penis fully pushed into me, his back arched, his pubic bone thrust against mine and he uttered little groans and grunts as my body trembled.

    Strange... Stranger... why should the word stranger be clanging like a bell in my brain?

    As that most astounding orgasm began to diminish he started to move inside me, minutely at first, rocking back and forth ever so slowly until I felt like begging him, fuck me. What? I don’t think like that, surely that didn't come from my mind. It did and I wanted to scream at him to fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me like I've never been fucked before please fuck me. He smiled down at me and I realised I wasn't in my mind, I had actually shouted those words out loud, I'd begged him to fuck me.

    He almost withdrew then shock as he rammed back into me and then he was raiding me full length. He almost pulled out then his hips dropped so the head of that huge member rubbed against the front of my vagina then he straightened, powering that magnificent length into me and at the last moment his hips rose so his pubic bone rubbed my clitoris. He slammed into me so quick, so hard and then pulled out so very slowly. "Ooh yess ffffuck meee". His movements were truly driving me crazy and I was very close to cumming again, building up, not only from my clitoris but also from inside my vagina. Kaboom... my arms flew out wide then grasped for his shoulders, my legs lifted and wrapped around his waist. I tried to curl up as I pulled him into me, to make myself as small as possible so I could feel his long, thick, exquisite penis penetrate deeper and stretch me wider.

    I never thought making love, no, this was definitely not making love, this was fucking, being FUCKED, capitals are important here. I never thought that being FUCKED could be so intense. Realisation... I've never really been fucked before. The word that I thought so crude describes this act perfectly. Fucked, FUCKED, I was being FUCKED, I was being filled completely. FUCKED by a stranger! A total stranger, a black man that I'd first seen probably less than thirty minutes ago is FUCKING me like I've never been fucked before. In truth I've never been fucked before full stop. How long since I met him, what time is it I wonder? Stranger, what's so strange about stranger? He'd kissed me in places Paul had never done and at this very moment his penis is deeper inside me than Paul could ever be. This stranger had made me orgasm three or was it four times much more intensely than Paul had ever managed in not many more minutes; I'm still reeling from the last one that's why my mind is wondering like this.

    I bucked on him and squeezed myself tightly around his shaft and shouted "cum, cum now, cum in me please". I pulled him hard into me and he jerked himself deeper forcing pelvic bones to grind, exquisite agony pulsed from deep inside me intensifying my orgasm as he pushed deeply into me. I felt his penis twitch, start to pulse and then throb as his sperm gushed into me.

    Tenth anniversary, I’ve been married to Paul for ten years today, in fact almost exactly ten years to the hour and a total stranger I met less than an hour ago has just ejaculated deep into my vagina. Stranger... He's filled me with his sperm, he's actually had his tongue in my anus for Gods sake, how personal does a guy need to be before... realisation... Does this happen as strangers? Do I need to know his name?

    I gurgled "I'm Chris, who are you?"

    His penis shook and shimmied inside me as we laughed, he gasped between sobs of laughter as my laughing caused my vagina to clench and quiver on his dick.


    Well that was it, he’d ejaculated so now his penis would shrink, he'd roll off me and that magnificent manhood would slip out of me, we'd tidy ourselves up and go our separate ways. I dreaded going separate ways "Could we do that again sometime soon?"

    As I finished the question he jerked out of me, twirled round on the bed, his head fell between my legs and he began to nuzzle me, to lick and suck and blow. I must be soaking, he was licking his own semen, how can a man do that? I was mesmerised by that thought and then I opened my eyes, his enormous penis was only inches from my face. How could I possibly have survived having all of that inside me? I have to admit that I haven’t seen Paul’s so close up but even so comparing to my husband this stranger really was absolutely huge and beautiful to behold.

    I’d never felt Paul with my hands before but tentatively I reached and touched this stranger’s hard penis, I stroked it from base to tip along the underside and it quivered to my touch. I gripped it near the base encircling with my fingers, I could not reach all the way round. I gave a little squeeze, it was warm and firm. I pulled my hand up his shaft and a bead of semen oozed from the tip. I wonder? I licked the bead away with my tongue and I felt so naughty that I almost came again. It was warm and thick but oddly dry tasting, I expected a creamy taste so I was a little disappointed that it was so salty, otherwise more or less tasteless. I pulled some more and more semen trickled and I licked it away. I kissed and licked that beautiful purple tip and I felt so naughty and so right.

    His ministrations down below and my mind telling me how wicked I was were bringing me to orgasm again, I trembled a little and he pulled away. In one smooth movement he was standing beside the bed, I'd been flipped over onto my stomach, he reached underneath me and pulled me up so that I was kneeling on the bed then pushed my head down and pulled my backside back as he thrust. It was hard and vigorous and I was orgasming within seconds. He didn't stop, he just kept ramming hard and deep into me and I came again, then again. This third time didn't stop, it just kept on building and building, peak upon peak and still he fucked me.

    Is this what they call a multiple orgasm? Yes it must be, here it comes again. I wish Paul were here to see this - to watch me taken to heaven and back over and over again. Oh Paul, thank you, you've helped me discover what's been missing, this is what I've been missing. You must have known that you'd never awoken me, never fucked me and never satisfied an unknown need in me. Oh how it must have torn your heart to think that you were not fulfilling me. I wonder how long you've known? How long you've been longing for this to happen? How long have you been planning this? You know me so well, better than I know myself. I wonder how many more women there are in this world that have never been fucked properly? How many more women who don't realise what they are missing? That's a frightening thought. Paul, you really have to see this, to see me being fucked and why is my mind wondering like this every time this stranger makes me cum.

    I was wrenched from my reverie by the strong hands of the stranger pulling me hard against him, my buttocks tight against him, his huge thick penis totally filling me pulsing as more jets of his sperm surged into me. The last traces of my first ever multiple orgasm leaked from my body.

    We lay side by side on the bed, I was completely sated and in a state of euphoria. The stranger was still panting from his exertion. His wonderful penis lay in my hand, not fully hard but still firm and weighty and just a little flexible as I stroked him. I did something then that I'd never considered before. I began by kissing his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt. I worked the shirt off his broad shoulders and eased his muscular arms out of the sleeves. I licked sweat from his chest and kissed his nipples then kissed and licked my way down to his manhood. I eased his shoes off then I pushed his boxer shorts down to his ankles then eased his trousers and shorts over each foot as I kissed and licked his thighs. I knelt between his legs where his huge testicles hung and his thick penis lay curving across his belly. This was all new ground to me but it seemed obvious what I needed to do. I lifted his testicles and licked the underside of his scrotum; a wave of his overwhelming, erotic aroma flooded my nostrils, the taste of man and sex on my tongue and I felt a little flood of pleasure from my vagina. Before he'd pushed his tongue into my anus and it had brought me the most unusual wicked feeling, I did the same to him, first licking the tight puckered ring then probing with my tongue. I’ve never done this before but it just felt that I was doing the right thing. His legs came up and fell onto my shoulders, his hands held my head and pushed me into him. My tongue penetrated deeper, the tight anus opening for my tongue and gripping me tightly. I slid my tongue towards his testicles; I licked and kissed them then gently lay them back. Starting right at the base, in the hollow between testicles and penis I slowly and delicately licked and kissed the entire length of the bulge in the underside of his penis. I tasted the mixture of his semen and my own vaginal juice. I reached the bulbous purple tip and worked my tongue up and down the ridge of the V then lifted his firm but flexible penis and took his magnificence between my lips and into my mouth. I really had no idea what I should do but it's called sucking so I did and I brushed him with my tongue at the same time. Paul had asked me to do this for him and the thought always revolted me and now, freely of my own volition I was sucking a dick.

    He groaned and tensed and his dick slid further into my mouth and pushed into my throat, I began to heave and gag and he pulled back. I rubbed the tip with my tongue, swirling back and forth and then gripped the base of his dick and began moving my head up and down as I sucked him into me. He hardened and swelled forcing my jaw wider, It became uncomfortable but I was determined to finish what I started. My jaw was on fire and he began pushing me onto him so his dick forced into my throat again, I tried to help pulling back before I gagged then moving forward again. Each time it felt like he went a little deeper into my throat and then his penis began to twitch in my mouth and he pulled my head off him. A thick white jet erupted and plastered my lips and nose. His hard penis was springing upwards and the second jet shot up my forehead and into my hair. I was pulling him back towards my lips when the third jet erupted to splatter in my dangling hair; from the side of my eye I could see the globs just hanging there. I overshot and the fourth jet splattered against my chin and neck before I managed to get him between my lips again. I felt the next two jets hit the back of my mouth and I sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. As the last of his semen trickled into my mouth I realised that I’d sucked a man to ejaculation and then drunk at least some of his semen. This day was full of firsts, first time I’d been unfaithful, first time that I’d had a man lick my anus and that I’d ever licked a mans anus, my first multiple orgasm, the first time I’d ever sucked a mans penis, the first time I’d ever drank semen. What was to come?


    I made tea and we chatted, "Why would your husband want you to go with another man?" he asked.

    I told him what I believed to be true, that I thought Paul thinks that he's not satisfying me properly then I said, "after what you've just given me I'm inclined to agree. I'm only sorry that Paul can't see this, I think he'd really love to see me so fulfilled".

    "Not a problem" he stood me up so my back was to him, bent me over and slid into me. The ease in which he entered me compared to the excruciating pain of the first time was blissfully amazing. He gripped me around the waist and propelled me towards the window. He reached out pulled the cord and I was framed in a window to the outside world, being fucked from behind by a stranger in full view of the very public space of a motorway service station and hotel car park. I spotted Paul and waved.

    That moment was so outlandishly, terrifyingly erotic. The excitement of Paul seeing me fucked by another man was one thing. The total exposure that I was revelling in, the knowledge that other people were probably watching me be fucked was something else. The trepidation I felt that possibly one of those people were police and us being arrested and winding up in court, my name in headlines in the news papers had me close to cumming all to soon. But my big dicked lover, funny that, even though I still didn’t know his name I was beginning to think of him as a lover rather than a stranger. My big dicked lover was powering into me and I began to be taken over by the sensation as he fucked me to another orgasm. I could see Paul watching me cum, a man standing next to him was talking to him, Paul replied and I wondered what he'd said, had he told the man that I was his wife? I really do hope so, I wanted to shout to the world that I've been well and truly FUCKED.

    He pushed a hand into my lower stomach, his other had reached and found a breast, he pulled me back to him and lifted me off the floor with his penis as he stepped forward to press me against the window. Deeply impaled and totally exposed he strummed my clitoris and I exploded inside as he exploded inside me. He lowered me to the floor and as he withdrew I felt his semen flood from me and I saw my husband gasp.

    Not enough, I wanted Paul here with me, here in this room, I wanted him to share my experience "Can I ask him to come up?"

    "Sure, but first" and he slid my dress down from around my waste, I stepped out of it and for the first time I stood naked before another man other than my husband or my doctor, the boots only made the situation seem outlandishly erotic.

    I sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the bedside phone. My lover pushed me backwards, knelt between my legs and began rubbing himself up and down against my clitoris then sliding towards my vagina, poking the head inside me then pulling out and sliding further down towards my anus. Back up and the head just slipped into me then out and up to my clitoris. I misdialed 3 times, on the forth attempt I heard my husbands voice, just as I spoke my lover powered into me, I gasped. This was absurd, another man was driving me to orgasm whilst talking to my husband on the phone. Not only absurd but absolutely exhilarating. I managed to blurt down the phone that Paul should come up to the room then threw the phone down as another wondrous multiple wave of pleasure flooded through me.

    He fucked me hard and fast and rubbed my clitoris vigorously with his fingers, just after I screamed with orgasmic delight he pulled out of me and showered me from face to stomach with semen. He slid back into me and gently rode my orgasm as he took my hand and rubbed it in the semen pooled on my stomach.

    There was a knock at the door, it opened and Paul stood in the doorway. I've never seen him look so excited, so amazed at anything he'd seen before. My lover rolled off me and Pauls mouth dropped open, he stared and I knew that I wanted him to love me there and then, with this tall black muscular stranger who had brought me so much pleasure, who had filled me and covered me in semen looking on. I spoke and Paul moved forward, he unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down, he leaned over me and kissed my lips, as he pulled back to kneel between my legs I noticed the glint of my lovers semen on his lips and showing damp on his shirt. He'd kissed me on the lips even thought I had another mans semen there that must have taken a great deal of courage. His penis sort of entered me and it felt different like a ghostly thing, almost not there. He pulled back and fell out; my vagina must have been so sloppy that he couldn't keep himself inside me. He took my hands and he must have seen the semen dripping from my hand and wedding ring, he came so very quickly. I could tell by his far away exquisite expression, the quivering tension in his body, the clenching of muscles the long drawn out sigh that is was good for him.

    This black stranger had planned this, the semen glistening on my body, the semen coating my wedding ring, him lying next to us with his penis draped across my stomach. This was designed to leave my husband in no doubt that someone else had taken his wife and I really don't know what came over me then. I humiliated him, I humiliated my husband, my love, my partner in life in front of a stranger, I was mortified but it seemed that Paul was so very excited by his shame. The sight of me made him come so quickly, perhaps he felt he'd let me down and perhaps I felt that he had, perhaps I expected too much but I could see exhilaration in his eyes. When I spoke those awful words it excited him that I could say saying something like that with a stranger in the room who had so obviously awoken such intense feelings in me. He was aroused by what I said and I think he knew at that moment that the missing element had been found.

    Paul went back to the car and my lover and I fucked twice more. The last time we fucked that day opened my eyes more than anything else that had happened in the previous couple of hours. He began by stroking the head of his penis up and down me, again just letting the tip enter me before pulling out, but each time he reached my anus he pushed a little harder. No. No. I didn't want this and when the head forced into me I screamed as he pushed himself into my rectum. I struggled to push him out, I pushed with my hands, I clenched my cheeks to squeeze him out and I bucked and kicked. As I clenched against him the look of pure evil on his face frightened me. I was in excruciating pain, a pure unrelenting agony and this man I thought could be a lover was revelling in my anguish. He held himself with the head of his enormous penis implanted in my anus and stretching me beyond imagination. After what seemed like a lifetime of anguish the pain began to ease and I relaxed a little. Soon he was sliding himself in and out, all the way out then back in. Each time as my anus opened for him or closed as he withdrew I felt a wave of pleasure that I would never have expected.

    Every time I've cum today my mind has drifted and wondered and now I understood why. I didn't have to concentrate to bring on an orgasm. With Paul I always have to concentrate, to mentally force the orgasm. With this stranger the orgasm happens and I don't even need to think about it, spontaneous, doing what it should to my body without recourse to my mind, leaving my mind free for other things. How weird is that? Or is that how it should be?

    As I pondered these questions I understood that the reason I was even thinking about it was because I was cumming.

    This magnificent man has made me cum with a power I'd never experienced. What was happening now? Fucking my arse was making me cum in a completely different way.

    My vagina was pulsating, I watched in horror as gush after gush of clear liquid sprayed up from me, from out of me and splashed on his stomach. The waves of pleasure were overwhelming but at what cost. I was in total panic, I was leaking, not leaking but squirting, gushing, flooding bodily fluid.

    I'm going to die here, I'm going to die having my ass fucked by a stranger. OK this is it. A wonderful husband has loved me and given me this gift. My only regret is that I could not get pregnant... I've not given him a future... Forgive me Paul... I love you.

    I think I shouted this last thought and the stranger must have realised what was happening, that I was panicking. He stopped thrusting but kept himself buried in me. He leaned forward and gripped my shoulder firmly and I could hear him saying "It's all right, It's all right, It's natural, it's perfectly normal look it's stopped, has it never happened to you before?" Still in a panic I shook my head. "This is going to sound contrived but trust me I'm a doctor. Female ejaculation is perfectly normal and I can assure you that there is nothing wrong."

    I was grasping at straws when I asked, "r r really a doctor?"

    He nodded and said, "Every word is truth, every word I've spoken to you is absolute truth, yes I'm a doctor and female ejaculation is absolutely normal. Now do you want to carry on or should we finish now".

    Feeling a little more reassured and with the pressure of his thick hard dick stretching my anal sphincter I replied "Carry on" and so he fucked my arse until he came. At the moment he started to spurt he pushed deeper into me and I stretched to accept the extra girth, I felt a deeply uncomfortable pain in my stomach and looked down to see a pulsating bulge just below my navel.

    As his ejaculation subsided he said to me "Paul".

    I replied "What about Paul?"

    "You asked my name, it's Paul, Doctor Paul xxxxxxxx but my friends just call me Paul, I think it's only fair that any woman that allows me to cum in her arse should be a friend. Chris you are one exceptional woman and you know that you are only the third woman I've met who didn't beg me to stop... insatiable, absolutely exceptional".

    We swapped phone numbers and arranged that he would visit us in two weeks time and maybe stay the night. I told him that I'd have to agree it with my husband but I really don't think it’ll be a problem.

    Our affair lasted 4 years he was the father our our first-born (twins, but that's another story) the relationship only ended because he wanted more than I was willing to give... all of me. As the father of the twins we see him regularly (and sometimes intimately) .


    OK, I know a long and arduous story but if you have got this far please feel free to post a few words in comment

  21. Our new found interest was keen to express his desire to build things slowly, an instant meet was not on the cards. The days and weeks past, swapping ideas and fantasies. He knew exactly how things should be and we craved the attention from a true bull.

    The first meet was at our place. It was to be a lot more BDSM driven, L and her new bull both very keen to explore. She was so submissive and aching to be used by her new dominant bull. What transpired was an epic session of tease and torment followed by a power fuck the likes of which I am far from capable of. A few meets followed at hotels and his place as well as our place, we are completely hooked and dying for more and more. So now we have caught up to present day, we have a wonderful dominant bull in our lives and couldn't possibly ask for anyone else. A lot of boxes have been ticked over the last year or so.

    I have had the ultimate pleasure of watching L being used by Simon (xxxxscot) on a few occasions, he is also very aware of the fact that this is a three-way thing and not just a sexual want between the two of them. Things have honestly never been better, we have come so far from the days of random sex masquerading as cuckolding. A never before seen level of trust has been built up, we are all very open about our wants and needs. He has also given us a huge list of new tasks and ideas which can also be shared if there is enough interest in our future progress.



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    Hi all,

    Wendy & I had quite a busy weekend & we would like to tell you all about it. It started on Friday night when we made contact with Brian, we had never met before so between us we asked lots of questions & exchanged picures. Brian as it turned out was living not to far away so we arranged a get together for Saturday evening. It was then that I noticed Wendy was stroking her nipples while looking at a pic of Brians cock, it was huge it made mine look small & she told me that she wanted to have it inside her. This excited me so I tried my luck, I was told no in no uncertain tone but if I used her toys on her now maybe I could clean up on the night with possible sloppy seconds ! I got her toys out & she chose which ones I was to use on her, she was very wet & it didn't take long for her to cum, I then had a nice wank thinking about what was to come. All day Saturday she was on edge but excited, we had arranged to meet Brian at a pub that we both knew, we arrived at the arranged time & it was as if we had known him for years he instantly put us at ease. After a couple of drinks & a bit of flirting from Wendy we went back to his place, he wasted no time telling us what he wanted & very soon Brian & Wendy were naked & dancing to some slow music while I sat on the sofa watching. I must say he did have an enormous cock & Wendy seemed to love having it pressed to her while dancing. After a while he pushed Wendy to her knees & she took it in her mouth all the time she was looking at me, what a turn on. They then started to fuck, it looked massive going in & out of her, they used several different positions & Wendy loved every minute of it. When the time came for Brian to shoot his load he was sitting in an arm chair with Wendy riding him reverse cowgirl style, so motioned for me to lick her clit while Brian was pounding away, it was then that he came, his cock was pulsating like mad, I could feel with my tongue the cum going up the shaft. After he had cum I sucked his cock clean, I then went to lick Wendy clean, she said lay on the floor, I did & then she sat on my face & cum was dripping out of her it was awsome. Brian asked if we wanted to stay the night, Wendy thought it was a great idea & they spent the night in his bed while I had the sofa, I could hear them at it again about an hour later & had a wank. The next morning at about 8 Brian said he had a football match to go to, but we were welcome to wait for him to come home. We had no other plans so we agreed, about midday Brian arrived home & he had brought his mate with him. He had told his mate about the previous night & without me knowing he had sent a text to Wendy asking if it would be ok. This I may add is the first time that I have ever seen Wendy taking 2 cocks at the same time, every so often Brian & Gary changed holes & positions & I was allowed to assist them, it was lovely seeing Wendy take so much cock. I watched them both cum over her tits, Wendy rubbed it all over them then she made me lick her hands clean, I also licked Brian clean but Gary didn't like the idea. We got home early Sunday evening & had a session of our own while telling each other our favourite part of the "little orgy". We havearranged to meet Brian again in a couple of weeks time, & I know that neither of us can wait.

    Ian & Wendy


  24. To be honest it was a bit of a failure.

    Last night we went to bed and what a surprise no undies, no talk, the best I got was a lack lustre hand job before entering her (and cumming (despite asking for a few of my likes) ... that was it ... she rolled over and off to sleep

    When I asked about it today I got ignored or got the stock phrase "Dunno, leave me alone".

    Almost completely losing the will to be here.

    Can't tell if it's me, if she's seeing someone or if she is really just mad !

    The journey continues ... Target date of 1st February 2015 .. if by then she cannot sort herself out I doubt I'll be ever able to get her in to being a HW.

    Wish me luck people.

  25. So here I am in the home of a married white couple sat on a sofa adjacent to them. The husband is sat closest to me and his wife is sat next to him. Prior to meeting I had indicated my preference of what kind of dress the wife would be wearing. I asked the husband to help his wife pick out a dress that look elegant yet sexy. I wanted her to look like a respectable wife. Now don’t get me wrong I love the site of a woman in hot provocative outfits. I call them “fuck me” dresses. But as a Bull meeting a couple for potentially ongoing pleasure I think it is better to take ones time and move at a steady pace. Besides which I get an extra special thrill when flirting with a woman that looks unattainable and no woman looks more unattainable than a respectable married women ;-)

    So what did she have on? A sexy elegant black dress fully fashioned stockings with a black line going all the way up the back of her legs and black high heels. A classic sexy look that never fails to impress me and I made it very clear to both husband and wife that I was very impressed with the choice they had made for my benefit.

    One thing I hear time and time again from couples is a dislike of pushy overbearing guys. Fortunately that is not in my nature, although I do have to be a little delicate when getting couples to prove they are genuine and that the wife is happy with the situation. I am aware that it can be perceived as being pushy when I ask a couple to prove they are real either by chatting on the phone with the wife or having a skype style chat with the wife present.

    Anyway we spent the next half an hour or so having a normal get to know you conversation and touched upon some of our experiences in the world of swinging. All the while I made a point of being inclusive of both husband and wife but every now and then I would look at the lovely wife in the eyes. Always for just a little bit too long and always letting my eyes drop slowly and obviously down the length of her sexy body. I eventually moved to sit next to the lovely lady and my timing must have been right because her had went directly to my thigh. She started rubbing up and down and occasionally touching my bulge while kissing both myself and her husband mmmmmm.

    She then said she was uncomfortable on the sofa and suggested that we head for the marital bed. Oh how I love fucking married women in their own beds. I told her to lead the way and to walk slowly up the stairs so that I could get a good view of her sexily climbing towards the bedroom......and that is where details of this particular account ends but lets just say. We will be meeting again ;-)

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