Tzmehrtme - Tzmehrtme

Kayden Kross

Pt 2

WHY I CUCKOLD MY HUSBAND? BECAUSE I LIKE IT.

The politically correct answer would be: “My husband is a cuckold, because that is what he is longing for and because he wants me to lead him to a deeper submission. If he wouldn’t, I wouldn’t do it.”

The answer is correct, and forms part of the reason why I began doing it, but I have to admit, in the presend I make my husband a cuckold because I like it.

I love making love with a man, and I love that my husband does not have the right to have the same priviledges as I have. I admit. I love meeting men, the whole process from the beginning of the meeting until the conclusion. I love my husband and I keep him up to date of things, because I love his support and his deepening submission, I love it when he feels the humiliation, and because I think it’s the role of man in a marriage.

It is part of who I am, what I believe. It is not a game but a way of life, and a statement.

As I said, I love the whole process. I like to flirt, seduce, be seduced by a beautiful man. I like to be asked out on a date. I like to tease my husband about my encounters. I like it when my husband helps me prepare for a new appointment.

I like to go out. I love the game, and to test a man. I like the kiss (the first kiss!), the first caress, to be in his arms, and yes, I love sex!

I like to see my husband before and after, shy, tormented, or otherwise confused. I love this power I feel, and I like what it gives me, and above all I like what it does to my husband.

And I can tell you, you do not know how it feels to really control a man until he is a cuckold, your cuckold, who knows and who is kept chaste throughout the process.

The cuckolding process is so much more then having sex. It is liberating and by allowing it my husband accepts his subservient position. It is a total power exchange of the husband submitting to the dominant female.

It is neither swinging nor wife swapping. It doesn’t happen because my husband craves for it. I would have stopped after the first try. I continued because it increases my pleasure, and because I feel like it. I enjoy every minute of it. Meanwhile, my husband exists to serve me. Everything is for my pleasure, and the frustration of my husband forms part of the pleasure.

It was my husband who brought it up, more then once. He had to convince me. Before I decided to give it a try, I told my husband that if we would do it, it might be permanent. And indeed. There is no way back.

Lina Posada

TONIGHT, JUST LISTEN

Tonight I just want you to listen.  

I’ll be tying your hands behind your back so you can’t jerk off.  I want your complete focus to stay on me and MY pleasure.

I want you to concentrate on more than just the visuals.  You’ve already seen me with other men, but I still don’t think you’ve come to fully appreciate them quite the way I do.  I want you to HEAR what they do to me and why I NEED this.  Why I need them.

I want you to hear us kiss and focus on how that makes you feel.

I want you to hear how wet I am for him when his fingers push inside me for the first time.

I want you to hear my breath get shallow as he kisses down my body and then how I release a lust-filled moan as his lips finally reach my trembling pussy.

I want you to hear him tell me how good I taste then focus on how I respond to his technique as my first orgasm of the night ripples through my body.

I want you to hear my reaction when I finally get to pull that big black cock out of his pants.  I want you to picture how I look, on my knees for him.

I want you to hear how gently and lovingly I begin to kiss, lick and stroke his shaft before giving way to his aggression.  

I want you to hear him fucking my throat, making me gag and choke.  I want you to hear how hard I’m working to please him.

I want you to hear him tell me what a good little white slut I am as he tosses me onto our bed and the sound of my panties being ripped from my body.  I want you to hear the excitement in my scream as he does it.

I want you to hear him tease my pussy until I’m forced to beg him for it, begging for this black man’s cock right in front of you, the man that I love, powerless to stop us.

I want you to hear the sound of him stretching me open for the first time and the carnal moan that purrs from my lips as he fills me.

I want you to hear him work every black inch deeper and deeper until the sounds you hear are a desperate mix of pleasure and pain.

I want you to hear his strokes get faster and LOUDER as my soaking wet pussy explodes with the sound of his pounding black hammer.

I want you to hear and remember every orgasm he gives me and I want you to count them for me.  I want you to KNOW why I need this, why I need him.

Then, most importantly I want you to hear me beg for his cum.  I want you to hear his deep growling moan as gives me what I crave.  I want you to concentrate on how I respond to him in that moment.  I want you to truly understand and experience the connection I feel to him and the visceral bond we share.  A bond like no other.  Are you ready for this?

XoXo Jenny