Yes, Much Harder Than I Expected. You Were So Enjoying It. Was He Much Better Than Me ?

Returning from the cuckqueen

Sorry this was so late...

See my last post about my visit to a husband whose wife watched him fuck me in their bedroom.

After getting in my car, I texted my husband I was on my way home, so be ready. He tried to call twice: we often chat when we're driving, but I wanted to save any details or talk for when I got home. Let him live in suspense.

He was standing in the doorway as I opened the garage door, sporting a semi through his pajama pants. We embraced in the entryway, him grabbing my ass tightly and his erection definitely growing. I knew I still smelled of sex and sweat, and I knew this and my disheveled look were having their full effect on my husband.

We walked silently to our bedroom, and tore one another's clothing off as we made our way to our marital bed. He was on top of me right away, French kissing me deeply and exploring my body and squeezing my breasts, ass, and inner thighs, never quite touching my pussy. I wanted him badly, and I was having trouble breathing with my excitement.

But I managed to hold off. I wanted to draw this out and, after all, I had been thoroughly satisfied by another man. Now I wanted to pleasure my husband like only a hotwife should: by talking about my encounter and sharing our feelings for what had been done to me. I moved him onto his back, my head next to his chest and my hand fully able to grip his cock.

"Did you like the pictures she sent of us?" I asked him as I put my thumb on the head of his prick and squeezed just a bit harder.

"Yes," he responded, throatily.

"What did you like the most?" I figured what he liked most, and, true to our marriage, he responded just how I expected.

"I loved how much he was kissing you, so deeply."

"You liked how he explored my mouth with is tongue and slid his hand into my panties? How his kisses were so romantic yet so dominating?" I said as I stroked his cock lightly.

"Oh, yes, you looked like lovers."

"It felt like a lover seducing me," I reminisced, feeling his cock twitch at the words. "You like when another man makes love to me?"

"Ohh," was his only response. I had begun to stroke him a little more quickly, in order to get the proper response.

"I like that a lot. I feel that way sometimes with [husband's best friend], how I can open up with him, too, since I know the feelings won't go beyond the bedroom. Perhaps [his best friend] could come over to do that to me?"

His cock got much harder from that, and I was afraid he would cum. I had to ease off and let him calm himself.

"I suggested they come to our place; I invited him to fuck me here," I said. "She wants to see him fuck a woman in her own bedroom and not just theirs. I said I'd love to have them over."

"Her and I would watch you together?" my husband asked, inquisitively.

"She would. You might need to take the kids out for a few hours while he takes me," I said. And he began bucking, ready to cum from the thought of being sent out on babysitter duty while a guy fucks me in our bed and his wife observes.

I tried to calm him down with some practical talk. "I think they're good for us. It's another husband with an understanding wife. A wife who wants this and a husband who deeply loves his wife and won't fall in love with me."

"I love you so much," he said, thinking about my suggestion. This would be a guy that could become a 'regular.'

"I love you, too. That's why I let other men fuck me, so we can be together like this. So I can play with your dick while you think about how another man came in your wife. Twice." I began stroking him, slowly but tightly. His pre-cum was the only lube I needed. "And that's why I want you to empty your balls thinking about his cum in me. Cum, baby, fuck my fist." I was jerking him hard now, and he popped, his hips jumping, wanting his dick to go into his wife laying next to him.

We lay there holding one another, his cum making a mess of our bed, and the cum from another man still keeping me wet. He did wet his dick in my pussy after a short nap, and I blew him in the morning before we got up the next morning.

My god, I love my life...

Unyielding

“I’m sorry this upsets you, but this is going to happen. There is nothing you can say or do to change my mind. Now go on. Try not to think about it if it upsets you. I’ll come and get you in the morning.”

When you break big news to your husband, which you should do on a somewhat regular but unpredictable basis to keep things interesting, there will be times when he may protest. This may occur when you inform him of your decision to not use condoms, or to allow your boyfriend to cum inside you for the first time, or to simply be alone with your boyfriend for the evening (or for an entire week). Encourage him to communicate his feelings. Listen carefully to his fears and concerns. In most cases his anxiety will revolve around fear of loss - that is, fear of losing you, losing privileges he once enjoyed, or losing his manhood. Reassure him that while he has indeed lost some privileges, you are not going to leave him. But also be firm when you explain to him that whatever you and your boyfriend have decided to do is going to happen. As he learns to cope with his powerlessness, he will also revel in the mental anguish it produces. That paradox is precisely what attracted him to the lifestyle - something he will remember that as he navigates the rollercoaster of emotions. You should be empathetic and compassionate. But be confident and unyielding. It is what you deserve. And it is ultimately what he wants.

My wife hints around about fucking around with other guys after work. I don't know if she's being for real but it's so hot to think about when she's at work. She said she's sorry but I'm always asleep when she gets home and my dick is so small so she's got to do something to take care of herself.

Have you talked to her about whether she’s being serious and also how you are finding the idea of it hot? Putting both of your cards on the table might lead to both of you having some fantasies fulfilled.

Communication is the foundation for this lifestyle, as is honesty. My advice (if you were asking for it?) would be to discuss what both of your desires are if you don’t discuss that already. You might be surprised.

After that convo, have more convos.

I broke up with my bf so horribly lol. I met a guy who was a total upgrade, smarter, richer, more muscular, handsome, and a much bigger cock, and I had been fucking him behind my bfs back for a while. I was thinking about breaking up with him the weekend coming up, and say like I needed more space or something, but a few days before that weekend, the upgrade guy was fucking me in my bf and I's bed. I was being pretty loud, so I didn't hear my bf come home early. He opened the door and started

yelling, and called me a whore. Upgrade guy stood up, and towered over my bf, stared him down, and asked me if I wanted him to beat the shit out of my bf. I said no, told him to lay down, and started riding him as I was talking to my bf. I just told him it was over, and to wait in the kitchen till we were done…which he did. I pay the rent, so I said he had a few days to get his stuff and leave, and could stay in the guest room. Every one of those nights he heard my new bf fucking me

VERY hot.