Dirtywifemind - Slutwife

Head empty only

“Come here angel”

“On your knees”

“Fuck, is that good?”

“Mmm you’re taking me so well”

“You’re doing so well for me”

“Good girl”

“mmm, god you feel so good”

“Is this okay?”

“Oh you like that huh?”

“Deeper? Okay darling”

“Oh you like it right there?”

“God you feel so good”

“Aw you’re so wet for me”

“Is this okay like this?”

“You like it when i touch you here don’t you?”

“Fuck, you’re so cute like that”

“Can you say my name darling?”

“Yes. What?”

“Good little slut”

“That’s it right there”

“Fuck”

“Aw you’re doing so well”

“Shh shh, it’s okay it’s okay”

“Such a good slut taking me this deep”

“You’re so pretty when you moan like that”

“Fuck you feel so good”

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Why be a Stag?

I had not heard of a Stag until we started on our journey. There where so many terms out there, where did we fit in? Not that we need terms to define us. But we have decided that the term Stag for me and Vixen for my wife best defines the lifestyle we choose to live.

Unlike what seems to be a common theme in a cuckold relationship, as a Stag I do not have a small cock in fact my cock is the perfect size for my wifes pussy. It reaches the back of her vagina just fine, its not too skinny either. I please her in our love making, we have a great sex life. We treat each other with respect at all times, when we invite another to fuck her the Bull must do the same. I am confident, professional and have a high self respect.

So why do I like a Stag lifestyle? Simple.

We where already a strong couple to the outside world, internally we had cracks due to various reasons. We thought we where stronger than we where. Now, this lifestyle has made us better than what the outside world veiwed we are now a super power couple and it has been noticed by just about all that know us. Only nobody knows why.

The lifestyle has improved;

Love - I love my wife more today than the day I meet her.

Trust - Our level of trust is at a level that most couples only dream of.

Communication - Is at a level that we have never experienced in our relationship. There is nothing that we hold in now. We say what is on our minds without fear of judgment. If we are not together we want to be communicating wheather it is phone, texting or sexting.

Respect - Our respect for each other is incredible, unlike at any other time in our relationship.

Teamwork - After 20yrs we had become a bit you do your jobs I will do mine. Now we want to do everything together.

Commitment - We have never been so committed to each other and our future.

Confidence - My Vixen is super confident, she dresses sexier, looks sexier, almost has a glow to her, carries herself with more pride, feels awesome, loves the attention she receives from all that meet her now.

Honesty - We now say exactly what we feel, without fear of judgment. We can say I would like to try this, if it’s outside her comfort zone she will say so and I will not take it to heart. Usually we find a compromise that makes us both happy.

Conflict resolution - we can argue now come to a resolution without bringing unrelated issues into the conflict (dirty fighting) we resolve our issues without making them worse.

My social skills - I had become quite anti social. Did not like socializing or being around groups. My wife has noticed a significant change in me. I am not hiding in the corner waiting for the night to be over anymore.

Sex life - Our sex life is incredibly good, we now have sex at least once a day, usually more. We just can’t keep our hands off each other. The quality of sex is unbelievable. My stamina has improved so much my wife can’t get enough. My penis has grown considerably so much that my wife use to comfortably give my a blow job now she struggles to get the girth and lengh in her mouth.

When we meet with Bulls she goes for hours, so far it has not been her that has needed a short break but us to reload. My Vixen is always super horny. Neither of us can get enough sex, after she has been with a Bull. Even if I had multiple orgasms in that time she says when he leaves and I reclaim her, my cum load is huge.

For those considering becoming a Stag with a Vixen wife. Be prepared for some amazing positive changes in your life if you are both ready for it.

Reblog this and I will DM you a nice photo, courtesy of me *wink*

Cuckold Hubby Training 1

Nothing too serious to begin with - but when you meet a guy you like, let it show. It’s a way of getting hubby’s imagination going and gently opening the door to the possibility that you may, one day, not be exclusive.

Of course, it could also make him want you more and spice up your relationship. Once he sees you as a flirt, he will instinctively raise his game to compete.

Start with just enough flirting to let hubby know that you notice other men, and maybe would have been interested if you’d been single, but not so much that he worries what you’re up to. Then gradually, over time, take it a little further.

Just don’t take it too far until you’re sure he’s ready for it. Too much too soon, and you may permanently kill any chance of achieving your aims. You want a supercharged sex life, not a jealous rage or relationship problems, right?

Well, the year is coming to an end, so it’s time for this year’s top 5 book list.

Starting with the five MMF romance books I enjoyed most.

Sugar Daddies – Jade West

Swept - Alyssa Turner

Stitches - Sam Mariano

Three to Play – Lee Swift

Roll against trust – Allyson Lindt

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After it got dark and all the other cousins and grown ups had gone inside the house, my cousin and me stayed in the pool splashing around. He’d lift me on his shoulders and drop me into the water making a big splash. After awhile we were tired and got out to dry off on two of the lounge chairs.

“I’m taking drivers ed next month,” he told me.

“Are you getting a car?” I asked, jealous knowing that he probably would be.

“I hope so!”

Even though he was only two years older than me, it seemed like forever before I’d have the freedom to drive.

We don’t say much else as we sat there wrapped in towels by the pool. Then out of nowhere he busted out.

“So you ever seen one?”

“Seen what?” I asked him.

“A dick?” he answered.

“No!” I was embarrassed by the question.

“Want to see mine?” He asked with a sheepish grin.

I hadn’t been offered before and I suppose the curiosity got the best of me.

“Ok!” I told him.

My answer surprised him but without hesitation he began pulling down his board shorts that were still damp from the pool.

“Well?” he asked.

It was bigger than I imagined and I sat up on the lounge chair to get a closer look.

“Ok,” I responded feeling a little awkward.

“Want to touch it?”

I shrugged my shoulders and extenddd my finger and touched the top of it. It started to move.

“Why don’t you hold it?” he asked.

I gripped his shaft and my eyes opened wide as it began to grow in my hand.

“Oh wow!” I told him.

“Move your hand up and down it.”

I did as he told me, my hand clenched around his cock watching as it got harder and harder.

“Does it feel good?” I asked.

“Yes,” he replied in a soft whisper his eyes now closed. “Keep going!”

My hand was shaking as I looked up at the house and around us in the dark making sure no one was watching.

“Go faster,” he asked me.

By now his smooth cock was almost two hands worth as I sped up my strokes on his shaft. His breathing got harder. I stopped.

“Wait! What? Why did you stop?” he asked his chest heaving .

“You want me to keep going?” I asked.

“Yes please. It feels very good.”

I wrapped my hand again on his long shaft and continued to slide it up and down. He put his hand over my clenched fist.

“Harder. Grip it harder . Hold on to it and then stroke it .”

I could now feel his cock throbbing in my hand with my tighter grip.

“Oh god Kaylie. Much better,” his pleasure now obvious on his face . “Show me yours.”

“You want to see mine?” I asked surprised.

“Yes. I’ve only seen one in pictures. Please.”

Felt weird that my cousin was asking me to show him my private parts. My mother had warned me not to ever show anyone anything inappropriate from strangers to her boyfriends or even my uncles . But she never told me not to show my cousin who was only a couple years older than me and not even old enough to drive yet. So I figured why not?

I unwrapped my towel with one hand and began pulling down my bikini bottom all while still stroking my cousins hard cock. I pulled them to my ankles and he asked me to spread my legs.

“Lift your legs up onto the chair,” he asked as he leaned in closer. I put my feet up on the lounger and spread them out. My bare pussy with only the moonlight shining on it.

“Can I touch it?” he asked shyly.

“Ok” I said.

His open hand reached towards it and the tip of his middle finger made contact.

“Feels so soft and smooth.” He continued touching it making circular motions. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.” I said.

Just then I felt his body tense up.

“Should I stop?” I asked.

“No. Keep going.”

He sat across me, legs stretched out on the lounger, his cock straight up in the air, my arm tiring from the constant stroking. And just like that a rope of his young milky cum shot up straight in the air. Followed by another thick shot and even more until it covered my hand.

“Holy crap,” I told him. My eyes wide open with an uncontrollable giggle.

“Fuck that felt good,” he said, his firm body trembling.

“Kaylie! Brian!” We heard my aunts voice from the house. “Come get some cake before it’s all gone!”

“Ok Mom. Be right there.” He responded.

We both pulled up our swim suits and he cleaned himself with his towel. I dipped my hand in the pool and dried it off with my own towel and giggled the whole time before heading inside.

Now six years later whenever we run into each other, we never mention that night, but look at each other with those knowing glances of what happened between us.

Slutwife turned 6 today!