I'm not quiet sure where to begin so if I ramble forgive me.
My husband became interested in the idea of cuckolding around 2005 and mentioned the concept to me. To be honest I wasn't sure what to make of it at the time. We had been swingers for a couple of years but the idea of a bull and him being playing a more submissive and passive role was alien to me. To provide clarification my cuck (and make no mistake that is what he is) has a cock a little over eight inches that he's quite skilled with, his tongue is without equal, he's a former football player and MMA fighter and he's a type A personality. In short, from what I have been able to gather here, he'd make an outstanding bull for a lot of couples.
I joined this site sometime in 06 or 07 (I'm too lazy to look it up) at his insistence with more than a bit of trepidation. While swinging was a great addition to our sex life I didn't foresee a situation where a man could make me his that wasn't my husband. I was tentative and he was frustrated. I couldn't understand or fathom what he could see in this lifestyle choice and I honestly didn't believe I would ever find a lover to push my buttons the way he was able to almost at will.
For several years I kept a black lover and while he was a little bigger and excellent in bed all I could do was play along. He was good, no doubt about that, and I had fun with him but if given a choice I'd have taken my husband any day of the week. I posted here and there on this site but I still didn't get it. Whatever made the hubby happy I was cool with.
Well my black lover got remarried and our relationship came to an end. My husband and I decided it was time for me to start searching again. I auditioned several guys, including a gentleman with a full ten inches, and it was more of the same. While it was fun, if given my choice, my husband was the better lover. I don't want any of you to misunderstand, I had a great time and would do it again tomorrow night but I wasn't exactly blown away. To reiterate my cuck is hard to beat.
In early August we had set a date with Mr. 10 inch and at the last minute he had to back out. Fumbling around for last second replacements (we had the sitter lined up and the weekend free... why waste it?) I found a guy that I had basically blown off before. It's not that he wasn't attractive (I mean who is going to complain about tall, dark skinned and handsome?) just that he just didn't seem to have what I was looking for (read that as a massive cock). Everything lined up, he was available and I needed another cock (while I may not have understood the cuckold thing I have always craved variety in lovers. I wasn't meant to be a one man woman and if that makes me a slut... well guilty as charged).
I could go into a long explanation of his showing up and first impressions and all that but I'll abbreviate for you guys as I'm sure you're not overly interested in my ramblings. This new guy was sexy but when clothes came off I was unimpressed with his cock. It wasn't as big as my cuck's and it had an odd shape that wasn't exactly visually appealing. But here I was with a naked man in front of me and my clothes were discarded somewhere on the floor so what the hell? We began with some kissing and then oral sex. So far he was so-so. Not bad but not amazing either. I had a hard time to begin with sucking his cock because the twisted shape threw me off but what I lacked in confidence I made up for with effort. At this point I'm thinking "Well if he's bad at least I get to be a naughty bitch tonight." This went on for a few minutes and then thankfully he rolled me onto my back, gentle but assertive and I spread my legs, still thinking that the biggest thrill of the night was I was getting a new cock.
I couldn't have been more wrong. Something about the curve in his cock hit me perfect, right on the elusive G-spot and within seconds I was cumming in a way I never thought possible. My cuck later said he thought at first I was faking it because I was so over the top in my reaction. I can't tell you how many times I came that night because I lost count in the first ten minutes but I can tell you that I squirted for the first time. Before he walked out the door, hell before he came, I knew what this lifestyle was all about. Sexually I belong to that man and while my husband is an outstanding lover, and far better at oral sex, he's not even a close second. There is no close second. My pussy was made to be fucked by THAT cock.
I've been with him twice more since then and while my husband videoed the second meeting it was too dark and didn't turn out (he's tried to rip the audio from the recording and post it here but the file is too large. It too bad too because I can't believe how loud I am
). Next weekend we're meeting at his place and it looks like my cuck will be crashing on the couch catching College Football Final while I crash out exhausted in my bull's bed. I'm hoping he can take some video or at least a few snap shots for you guys.
I hope I wasn't overly boring and didn't put you guys to sleep. And I know (from what I have read) that most of you guys are obsessed with size but sometimes it's the shape that makes all the difference.
Kisses,
Bamabelle
My husband became interested in the idea of cuckolding around 2005 and mentioned the concept to me. To be honest I wasn't sure what to make of it at the time. We had been swingers for a couple of years but the idea of a bull and him being playing a more submissive and passive role was alien to me. To provide clarification my cuck (and make no mistake that is what he is) has a cock a little over eight inches that he's quite skilled with, his tongue is without equal, he's a former football player and MMA fighter and he's a type A personality. In short, from what I have been able to gather here, he'd make an outstanding bull for a lot of couples.
I joined this site sometime in 06 or 07 (I'm too lazy to look it up) at his insistence with more than a bit of trepidation. While swinging was a great addition to our sex life I didn't foresee a situation where a man could make me his that wasn't my husband. I was tentative and he was frustrated. I couldn't understand or fathom what he could see in this lifestyle choice and I honestly didn't believe I would ever find a lover to push my buttons the way he was able to almost at will.
For several years I kept a black lover and while he was a little bigger and excellent in bed all I could do was play along. He was good, no doubt about that, and I had fun with him but if given a choice I'd have taken my husband any day of the week. I posted here and there on this site but I still didn't get it. Whatever made the hubby happy I was cool with.
Well my black lover got remarried and our relationship came to an end. My husband and I decided it was time for me to start searching again. I auditioned several guys, including a gentleman with a full ten inches, and it was more of the same. While it was fun, if given my choice, my husband was the better lover. I don't want any of you to misunderstand, I had a great time and would do it again tomorrow night but I wasn't exactly blown away. To reiterate my cuck is hard to beat.
In early August we had set a date with Mr. 10 inch and at the last minute he had to back out. Fumbling around for last second replacements (we had the sitter lined up and the weekend free... why waste it?) I found a guy that I had basically blown off before. It's not that he wasn't attractive (I mean who is going to complain about tall, dark skinned and handsome?) just that he just didn't seem to have what I was looking for (read that as a massive cock). Everything lined up, he was available and I needed another cock (while I may not have understood the cuckold thing I have always craved variety in lovers. I wasn't meant to be a one man woman and if that makes me a slut... well guilty as charged).
I could go into a long explanation of his showing up and first impressions and all that but I'll abbreviate for you guys as I'm sure you're not overly interested in my ramblings. This new guy was sexy but when clothes came off I was unimpressed with his cock. It wasn't as big as my cuck's and it had an odd shape that wasn't exactly visually appealing. But here I was with a naked man in front of me and my clothes were discarded somewhere on the floor so what the hell? We began with some kissing and then oral sex. So far he was so-so. Not bad but not amazing either. I had a hard time to begin with sucking his cock because the twisted shape threw me off but what I lacked in confidence I made up for with effort. At this point I'm thinking "Well if he's bad at least I get to be a naughty bitch tonight." This went on for a few minutes and then thankfully he rolled me onto my back, gentle but assertive and I spread my legs, still thinking that the biggest thrill of the night was I was getting a new cock.
I couldn't have been more wrong. Something about the curve in his cock hit me perfect, right on the elusive G-spot and within seconds I was cumming in a way I never thought possible. My cuck later said he thought at first I was faking it because I was so over the top in my reaction. I can't tell you how many times I came that night because I lost count in the first ten minutes but I can tell you that I squirted for the first time. Before he walked out the door, hell before he came, I knew what this lifestyle was all about. Sexually I belong to that man and while my husband is an outstanding lover, and far better at oral sex, he's not even a close second. There is no close second. My pussy was made to be fucked by THAT cock.
I've been with him twice more since then and while my husband videoed the second meeting it was too dark and didn't turn out (he's tried to rip the audio from the recording and post it here but the file is too large. It too bad too because I can't believe how loud I am
). Next weekend we're meeting at his place and it looks like my cuck will be crashing on the couch catching College Football Final while I crash out exhausted in my bull's bed. I'm hoping he can take some video or at least a few snap shots for you guys. I hope I wasn't overly boring and didn't put you guys to sleep. And I know (from what I have read) that most of you guys are obsessed with size but sometimes it's the shape that makes all the difference.
Kisses,
Bamabelle
