Thursday, December 8, 2011

Cuckolding nymphomaniac

There are times when I hardly think of sex at all. It's as though my body becomes a functional appliance without the drives and compulsions and appetites that go with a sexually motivated life. I can't explain why this occurs and the length of these periods of "sexual sleep" vary from a day or so to weeks. What is invariable is that I have a voracious appetite upon my reawakening.

I have always been like this but since I took up cuckolding with Michael, I notice that the intensity of the return to sexuality is much greater. It's almost like a sexual feeding frenzy that relegates everything else to unimportance. You could say that I become a nymphomaniac because I will fuck just about anyone within reach. During this phase, it becomes difficult for me to abide by the rules Michael and I have for our cuckolding.

Owing to the force of this impulse, Michael has accepted that the rules are set aside during these spells. In a way, this excites him but it can also be disconcerting when I go too far off the reservation like the time I went away with a friend of his for a few days. When we talk about that adventure, it gets us both so worked up that incredible sex always ensues but at the time it was a problem.

One of the unexpected freedoms of cuckolding with Michael is that, ultimately, he understands when I am on and when I am off. Though I have had sexual peaks and valleys in my life, the nympho phenomenon is new and had never occurred before. I don't know if this is unique to me or if other women who are cuckolding hotwives or swingers go through similar periods of sexual intensity. I would love to know.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Ruined orgasms

There are so many aspects to cuckolding that there is something for everyone no matter how specialized their preferences. I think Michael and I are pretty straightforward in our approach. Vanilla sex with Michael watching for the most part. Sometimes I give him a taste of humiliation which seems to excite both of us. Sometimes I feel dominating and purposefully push the envelope of what is comfortable for both of us.  At times, I roll into denial with him. We haven't yet ordered a chastity device but I am thinking about getting one for him and would love to hear from readers which devices they prefer and why.

I was watching porn videos and found a compilation of "ruined orgasms" that really excited me. It seems to me that there are many ways to ruin a man's orgasm. The first is to get him to the point of cumming and abandon his penis letting it ejaculate without your touch and insisting that he keep his own hands off. Apparently, this is very frustrating for the male at a moment when he would ordinarily be thrusting harder into a vagina to enhance his orgasm, he gets nothing. Another way to ruin an orgasm is to continue stroking him during his orgasm and continue even after his ejaculation has ended. This can be painful for him offsetting any pleasure the orgasm gave him. The penis becomes quite sensitive and the continued action is most unwelcome. I would love to hear from readers about their ruined pleasures.

I think I will incorporate ruined orgasms into our play as it combines a number of categories at the same time. It is a form of denial, provides humiliation especially when performed in front of another man who just fucked me and is a way of dominating Michael that will provoke displeasure as it happens and fuel hot, erotic flashbacks for the future.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Gang bang

I was talking with a woman at a swing party who told me about her experiences with gang bangs. As this is something I've not yet done, I was curious about her reactions to having multiple men fucking her more or less all at once. She told me that she has participated in two kinds of gang bangs. One is what she referred to as pulling a train where one man after another fucks her. Some of them come back for seconds after they've recovered making for a prolonged session. I got the impression of men lined up awaiting their turn. She is the locomotive and the men are the boxcars in this reference. The other is where she is the center of things and as many men as possible have access to her body at once. She would be penetrated vaginally while sucking other men and being groped by as many men who are within reach. She has done double penetrations like this taking one man in her pussy and another in her ass while sucking off whoever put their cock near her mouth.

Most mainstream people would consider this degrading to the woman and that the men are using her. She told me that this was partly true and was one of the aspects that turned her on. Then she said that it was also a Goddess thing for her meaning that she was affirmed by acting as a female vessel for so many men. After the third of fourth man in a session, she went into a kind of trance or hyper-space where her femininity was at a peak and she would feel an emotional high that nothing else in her experience had ever produced.

I asked how her husband felt about her gang bangs. She said he went back and forth from total excitement to despair. Always it energized their lovemaking for weeks after an event. I asked if he participated in these sessions. Only when she pulls a train could he be one of the men, she told me. During her "cluster-fucks", as she called them, he would only watch and she would not have sex with him until her pussy soreness went away. Sometimes that would be several days. I asked her why the distinction but she wasn't able to say. It was just her instinctual choice. Most of her gang bangs were done bareback she confided. This, more than anything else, aroused my own sexual response.

I wasn't able to speak to her husband to get his reactions, but I did talk to Michael about this interesting woman and her adventures. It obviously excited him as much as it excited me repeating her stories to him. I would love to hear readers' thoughts on this. I have also posted a poll with questions about what my own gang bang should be like if I decide to take that step.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Cuckolding on Craig's List

The other night I was in a playful mood and thought I would experiment with something new. I went onto Craig's List and looked at the posts in the Casual Encounters m4mw list. I found a few that sounded interesting and sent email replies that included a very revealing photo of me. Only one answered back immediately. He was advertising a huge cock and I thought it would be fun to have Michael watch him fuck me.

Though his ad promised more photos of him, his reply contained only questions about us. How old are we? Are either of us bi? I answered his questions and included a second revealing photo of myself taken in the same setting as the first one I'd sent. In response, he insisted on seeing a photo of Michael and I together even though he still hadn't sent additional photos of himself. At this point I lost interest. I usually don't have to jump through so many hoops to get a man into bed.

Michael thought it was funny saying the guy was acting like a nervous female. We had a good laugh and went to dinner at one of the better hotels in Beverly Hills. Finding ourselves in the bar afterwards, we got into a conversation with a good looking man. At one point I asked him if he had ever fucked a woman in front of her husband. He was surprised but our conversation heated up and the next thing you know, Michael was watching me getting fucked by a man with a huge cock. Well, maybe not huge but big enough to keep us thinking about it for a few days.

So much for Craig's List.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Hotwife and cuckold = femdom?

I don't think of myself as a domme but realize that I can and do have both submissive and dominant qualities that show themselves at different times. Maybe it depends on who is around me at the time. Maybe it is simply a matter of what I need to express at any given moment. I can be either and enjoy them both.

Michael is not a submissive but I occasionally get the urge to "femdom" him by doing something to make him jealous. This might seem strange since we are definitely into the Hotwife lifestyle, so how does jealousy come into play? Usually I provoke it by saying or doing something that comes very close to breaking one of our rules. Sometimes, I go ahead and break a rule. Yes, we have rules. One is that Michael doesn't fuck other women.

Once we were at a business get-together and I was looking at the bulge in another man's pants. "Nice cock!" I said with Michael sitting next to me. Both men were embarassed but saying it got me wet. It probably got them both hard when they thought about it later but it broke the rule about crossing the line with people who know us. Another time, I was feeling mischeivous and told a lover that Michael wanted to suck his cock. Michael was watching him fuck me when I said it and I could feel my lover's cock get harder and I noticed that Michael's cock stiffened after I said it.

I don't know if this qualifies me as a part-time domme, but I do know that I enjoy it.

Friday, October 28, 2011

Cuckold pregnancy risk

I like watching homemade sex videos. I watch them alone and with Michael and sometimes with other men. Films or videos that look like professional porn are a real turn-off for me, but if it looks like real people enjoying themselves, I'm in. Many of my female friends claim that they don't like porn and I wonder how they would react to the homemade variety.

Last night, I found some old black and white sex videos. The men weren't using condoms and the films were made before the pill was invented. It meant that the woman in the film was risking pregnancy with every thrust of the man's cock. Any woman knows that a penis leaks semen prior to orgasm so that pulling out when a man feels he is about to ejaculate is not a reliable form of birth control.

For some reason the thought of the woman's pregnancy risk excited me. After filming her sex act, the woman would have to wait for weeks to know if she was impregnated by her partner. Imagine the multiplicity of conflicting emotions for her and the man involved. In a cuckolding scenario, the tension or excitement is tripled since the woman, the sex partner and the husband will each have their own reactions, expectations and fears.

I wonder what I will do with these thoughts.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

8 o'clock in the morning

We just returned home at eight in the morning. We were fucking all night. Actually, I was fucking all night. Michael watched me, cheered me on, brought me water or a drink when I needed it. Somehow, he watched and stroked himself throughout my marathon adventure and never brought himself to orgasm. We'll have to do something about that a little later on. Right now, we sleep.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Cuckold delivery

One of our playmates is a man who receives us in his apartment. We see him every week or so and generally follow the same routine. Michael and I drive to his apartment together. We may indulge in some small talk before the man and I disappear into the bedroom and Michael remains in the living room reading a paper and drinking a Scotch provided by our friend. Sometimes we close the door. Sometimes it is left open. Our sessions usually last about an hour or so unless we are both still aroused and take a second helping. Whether the door is open or closed, Michael can hear pretty much all that is going on.

Our last visit was a little different. Our playmate had a few friends visiting. They were all males and from the looks Michael and I were being given, they seemed to know the score. After serving Michael his Scotch, our friend kissed me passionately on the mouth in front of all present letting his hand roam up my thigh until it found my pussy. The other men looked from us to Michael wondering what would erupt. Nothing did and, without a word, I walked to the bedroom. My playmate followed me leaving his friends in the living room with Michael. He did not close the door to the bedroom.

We fucked for a full hour. He made sure to give me some oral orgasms for the benefit of our audience in the other room. When he took me doggie-style, he made certain that he was making slapping sounds against my hips as he thrust into me. Sound effects for his friends and Michael. This time, one helping was enough. I got dressed, he put on a robe and we returned to the living room where Michael and I said goodbye to everyone and left.

Both of us would love to have heard the conversation that followed our departure.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Cuckold texting?

At this point, I figured he either knew all about HW/cuckolding or he was a quick study because he put his hand on my thigh as he was talking to us. I covered his hand with mine. Michael discretely cupped my right breast in his hand. I don't think anyone else noticed as the bar was darkly lit, but our new friend did. I took his hand from my thigh and put it on my left breast. Time for another round!

It felt very exciting to have their hands on me like that in public even though the moment passed quickly. We talked about everything under the sun and I think he was unsure what to do next about me and about Michael. Finally, I asked if he was staying in the hotel. He was not. Pity. I knew this bar features single occupancy restrooms so I asked our friend if he would escort me. He got off his stool and offered me his hand. I gave michael a kiss and off we went.

When I went into the Ladies, we were still holding hands and he followed me in. He didn't need to be told to lock the door. Unlike a lot of women, I like to suck a man's cock before we start kissing and making out. That first moment is what I look forward to wondering if it will be cut or uncut, big or small, hard or needing attention. Is there pre-cum already? I sat on the toilet and went for his zipper. The opening was too small so I pulled everything down to his knees and started blowing him. He immediately began making noises like he was going to cum, so I backed off, removed my thong and pushed it into his pocket. Then I sat on the sink with my legs spread. Down he went doing a pretty good job with his tongue. I reached for my iPhone and took a nice close-up which I sent to Michael's phone. I wondered if the bartender would get a peek.

The sink was getting uncomfortable so I slid off, turned around and he did me doggy-style. I took another photo of us in the mirror. Either we really turned this guy on or he hadn't had sex in awhile and I could feel his cock stiffening and he was making those noises again. I pushed him away and got back on the sink and spread my legs. I wanted to look at him when he came. I put him inside of me but he had only about five strokes left in him before he came. I caught the moment with my phone and sent it to Michael while our friend was pulling up his trousers. He asked if I want back my thong. No, I told him, I like to feel the air on my puffy lips after sex. He got a souvenir.

Back at the bar, we had another drink together. He told us he wished his wife could play like we did. I hadn't thought of him as married but we never asked. We didn't exchange numbers and we are unlikely to cross paths again but the three of us spent a very memorable time in the bar that evening.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Afternoon cuckolding

It was bound to happen. I get the phone call. It is from one of my standing invitation boys but not the one who has house privileges. He wants to meet me in the afternoon. There are two problems. First, I don't play without Michael being present. Second, my friend has a friend who's just dying to meet me. The real problem is that Michael is out of town. The boy is insistent and I tell him no three times before saying that I want to talk to Michael first. I'll call him back.

I get Michael on the phone and explain the situation. He tells me I should go with the boys to a hotel and enjoy myself. I am surpirsed and ask him why. "Because that's what you really want to do" he says. I ask him how does he know that? "Because if you didn't, you wouldn't have called me. You would have told him no and told me about it later." Smart man Michael!

I meet the boys at a nearby hotel. It's not the Beverly Wilshire but it's not the Motel 6 either. We talk for awhile in the bar because I wanted to get a feel for his friend and I like to flirt. I was wearing a short dress, heels with no nylons and nothing underneath. I gave them the crossed legs treatment that seemed to get their attention. We talked long enough for them to get the idea we might not be going upstairs. Then I uncrossed my legs and my friend went and got us a room.

It was strange to have a threesome without Michael. There's no back-up. No one is protecting me. The boys took turns and were gentlemanly with me. I was the one who finally suggested a DP. One in front and one in back. They were surprised but eager. They took their time and we built to a passionate finish. It was exciting and a taste of forbidden fruit but I wanted Michael there.

When we parted company, his friend left first. The boy said he wanted to go back upstairs but I wanted to be away and free to call Michael and discuss what had happened and hear his voice. I went with the boy to his car and blew him. It was a way of giving him something extra to tell his friend about. "She gave me a blowjob in the parking lot after you left and she swallowed!"

That's what I told Michael. "I gave him a blowjob in the parking lot after spending the afternoon fucking two hot guys. And I swallowed."

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

"If you were mine..."

"If you were mine, I wouldn't let anyone else fuck you." I can't tell you what a turn-off it is to hear these words. He was young and didn't have a clue. We were in bed next to each other after having sex. Michael had just gone to get ice. What the stranger didn't understand is that Michael doesn't let other guys fuck me. He let's me fuck other guys. This one didn't seem to understand that it was his cock I wanted, not his thoughts. "Fuck me again" I told him. I wanted to change the subject and I thought it would be exciting for Michael to find us fucking again when he returned to the room. I knew I wouldn't be seeing this one again. I knew the next step would be for him to ask me to leave Michael so I could be in a protective relationship with him.

Thank you, but I have what I want.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Tease and Deny

There is a lot written and pictured on the web about teasing and denial. With good reason, I think. There is no better way to build up sexual tension for what will be an explosion when an orgasm is finally triggered. In theory, the longer the delay and the more frequent the build-up to an orgasm without fulfilling it, the more intense the final release. I think this is true for women and men alike.

Saturday night, Michael and I went to a party where I get to play and he watches or joins in with me and other men. All through the day, I talked about what kind of encounters I was hoping to find at the party. I would reach over and stroke his penis making sure it got hard. Several times during the afternoon, I would go into his pants and suck his cock long enough to get it hard and leaking pre-cum. I love that taste, by the way. Then I would put him back in his pants.

By the time we arrived at the party, we were both on a sexual high and primed for pleasure and release. This party allows single men and we selected two of them to join us in a corner of a group area. They undressed me and Michael undressed himself. He watched us for more than an hour as the two guys played tag team with me. Each would fuck me until he came and the other would take over. When the other came, the first one was ready to go again and I think it got to be a contest to see which one could have more orgasms. At first, they came quickly. Later they took longer. All the while, Michael was watching and stroking himself careful not to cum. While we were at it. a couple of women approached Michael and I waved them away.

When my two Knights could cum no more and left us alone, I took Michael in my mouth to gauge his erection and taste his pre-cum. He wanted to put himself in my pussy but I said I was too sore and needed something to drink. After a glass of white wine, I allowed a third man to escort me into a couples area knowing Michael would wait for me however long it took. It didn't take long because Mr. Three came within two minutes. When I returned, Michael thought it was his turn but I asked him to drive me home. On the way, I sucked his cock as he drove making sure I didn't bring him too close to orgasm.

Getting into bed, Michael had a very stiff erection and thought he was going to give it to me. "Not tonight, Honey, I have a headache" I told him. After we enjoyed a good laugh together, I promised him release in the morning. That was only a few hours away since it was now three in the morning. When I woke up, Michael was rock hard and he finally got to use that thing on me. It was explosive for both of us.

Need I say it? I am a big fan of tease and deny!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Hello, Caroline

"Hello Caroline,

What a beautiful, enticing and very honest blog you have created.
Could you help me learn how it feels for you to cuck Michael? Aside from the hot sex, what is it like to know that you are having such pleasure without him directly involved? Do you feel his arousal as you are taken by your lover? Do you feel the richness of being wanted by one who can't have you at the moment.
Thanks for whatever insights and feelings you want to share.

I like you question, Tim. Sometimes the sex is hot and sometimes it is just sex and there's nothing wrong with that. What gets my juices flowing is that this forbidden fruit is partaken with my beloved present and witnessing the event. Women have been raised with the idea that sex with anyone but your husband is taboo. This has resulted in married women seeking the thrill of an affair because the forbidden nature of the activity raises the level of excitement. For me, this thrill is doubled or tripled because Michael is there. All of my senses are magnified including the physical sexual response as well as my emotional reaction to the other man and especially to Michael.

One of my bedfellows suggested we play without Michael present and show him a tape of our sexing. I prefer having him there but if Michael is aroused by this we will do it. We'll see.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Overnight guest

We have had one overnight guest so far. We got a late start and it seemed natural to just fall asleep in our king-sized bed rather than get up and go through the process of saying goodbye. I awoke in the morning to the delicious feeling of a hand gently playing with my pussy. I assumed it was Michael but it wasn't. It was our guest feeling frisky and as soon as I was wet enough, he mounted me and began fucking me in a slow rhythm that was very appropriate to wake-up sex. Michael was still asleep next to us but that would soon change as we became more active. I reached over and found that Michael had a very stiff erection. No doubt he was dreaming about what the three of us did all night long. As our guest stroked inside me, I stroked Michael's cock and he woke with a smile. As the other man became more aggressive and I stretched my legs in the air, Michael came in my hand. It was all too exciting for him to hold on. He leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss and left us to take a shower. Our guest, on the other hand, lasted about an hour, fucking me in a variety of positions until I had three or four orgasms and he finally came. He told me that the next morning after a long night of sex, his cock was sort of desensitized and he could last forever.

He and I took a quick shower together and joined Michael in the kitchen for coffee. Before getting dressed, we had a quick threesome on the living room floor and our guest left in time for Michael and I to go to Sunday brunch. Even with all the orgasms we had experienced over the course of the evening and the morning, we found that we were both completely stimulated and craving more sex for the rest of the day. We kept fondling each other in public making a weak attempt to be discrete.

What surprised me about the whole experience is that once a lover is in your home, he doesn't go back to being a social friend without privileges until he leaves. I was glad our guest initiated the morning after sex but still it surprised me that he assumed it was OK. It was and I suppose if we hadn't wanted the play to continue, we would have said goodbye earlier and not let him stay over.

There are a lot of ins and outs of this game. I've still got lots to learn.