Thursday, April 24, 2014
"The past week has seen an increase in the news on cuckold lifestyles and cuckold relationships. On the road to finding alternative methods to keep marriages from joining the divorce statistics, cuckold scenarios are surfacing more and more."
This isn't news to any of us and the growth of the cuckolding lifestyle has been continuous for decades but I am glad to see articles like this one from Mike Hatcher at Examiner.com surfacing in what is a mainstream website giving our favorite subject a chance for serious contemplation by men and women who have these inclinations but feel as though they are somehow marginalized by society for their primal instincts.
Part of the problem cuckolding faces as a lifestyle is that its prime venue of dissemination is on porn sites and blogs that feature lurid photos and videos. Did I mention that Xhamster.com, Vanessa Chaland's Cuckold Letters and Mrs. Kelly's Playhouse are among my favorite websites? These sites and blogs are so potent in what they convey as to transcend the definition of porn becoming sociological documents of human relations and instruments of change in the process. Would Mike Hatcher have written his article had not Vanessa, Emma, scott and others gone before him in an unabashed fashion making a case for the lifestyle without apology?
If you are interested in how "mainstreet" is presenting our preferences, check out the article. I think he did a great job of presenting the subject and I expect others will follow his lead.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Woman, yoga, cuckolding, living, enjoying, sensual, appetite, fulfilled. Words that spring to my mind as not just related but as being a flow that is interrupted at your peril.
I took great pleasure in reading Tantric "Sluts" or Living Goddesses: Why it Matters. If you follow my blog, I suspect you will enjoy it, too. Let me know. You can find it here:
Monday, April 14, 2014
The video I've posted here is not of me but it reminds me of a particular session I had with a young man I met on a hotwife/cuckold board. He was about ten years younger than I am and especially driven to have sex with me in a way that suggested something more than lifestyle-play sex. When I thought we had finished for the afternoon, he quickly recovered and wanted to fuck me again which was fine with me.
When he finished the second time but wanted to continue fucking me, I asked him what was going on. He became embarrassed and didn't know how to answer me. I told him that after all we had just done together, the least he could do is tell me the truth. That's when he told me he was wanting to get me pregnant.
We talked about this and he confessed he had never had this compulsion with other women he had been with but something about the dynamic between us and the way he reacted to me, he felt the need to inseminate me. He said he realized I was probably on birth control but felt that if he came inside me enough times, he could beat the system and achieve his goal. I was touched at how his admission came forth and how telling me made him quite vulnerable. He was trusting me with this truth.
I told him that if he thought he could beat the odds, I would like to have him fuck me again. He did and I cautioned him not to cum too quickly if he wanted to accumulate more sperm before ejaculating again. He fucked me for an hour.
Friday, April 11, 2014
I don't have any tattoos and I have never wanted one though I do find them to be fascinating and have, from time to time, browsed through various "ink" magazines wondering what it would be like to have such exotic designs as a permanent fixture of my identity. It has always been an objective and academic curiosity for me. Tattoos are just not a part of my personal aesthetic.
Lately, however, I have been trying to get a particular idea regarding a specific tattoo out of my mind. It isn't easy to be rid of the idea because the tattoo that haunts me is defining and the thought of it continues to excite me. In fact, I get more excited about it as time goes on and I mean physically excited as well as intellectually. It gets me wet when I think about it. When I wake in the morning, it is the first thought that comes involuntarily to my mind and it's very pleasant to feel wet and ready at the mere thought of such a thing. I am beginning to think that not only do I want this tattoo, I need it.
The object of my fascination and obsession is a variation on the Queen of Spades symbol, the one used to indicate a woman's preference for having sex with black men similar to the one in the photo above. I have worn the temporary QoS tattoos and enjoyed the effect they have on Michael, my lovers and the strangers who happen to catch sight of them when I wear them in public. I especially enjoy the effect they have on me when I wear them; like wearing a Givenchy gown, it changes the way you feel and act.
What I have in mind would be personal and not for public display except for when I find myself on a nude beach and I don't mind that "public" seeing it. I want it on my pubic mound where it would be covered only if and when I let my pubic hair grow to a full bush, which I rarely do. I prefer to be completely waxed and hairless which would give my adornment no place to hide when in sexual situations, at lifestyle parties or on nude beaches or cruises.
Michael likes the idea but more importantly it excites me tremendously and there is a feeling of inevitability that soon I shall have it.