Sorry for not posting sooner, but a lot has happened in the last 2 months or so since the last post.
Here's the latest:
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6 Months of
Female Led Marriage - Chastity - Cuckoldry
(a LOT to celebrate!) |
February 23rd marked the six
month anniversary of our new lifestyle for Syd and me. This is to say twenty
and one-half years of
marriage. To celebrate it, Ry and i
thought up a surprise evening for all of us - one in which Syd would know
nothing about until the very last second.
Ry suggested we go to his house for the evening. This was a gesture i didn't take lightly as i
know how private he is. It felt good
that he trusted us as we trust him.
He and i had the idea hatching for about
a week until the fateful day came. i
told Syd we were going out on a date and to please keep her schedule
clear. i told her we were going out to
dinner at a place she had never been.
She seemed very happy to go out in what was billed as our "anniversary"
dinner.
There is always suspense around what she
will wear when we go out now. i never
know exactly - will it be a sexy outfit?
Or, will it be something casual? i
asked her to dress sexy for me. i even
asked her to wear garters for me. She
smiled at me and said playfully, "You know, I only wear those for my
boyfriend."
Nonetheless, she looked stunning. Her shiny blonde mane so perfectly framed her
pretty face. It bounced and curled off
her shoulders just how i like it. She wore silver hoop earrings - my
favorites. i think they make her look so
elegant yet incredibly desirable - i.e., they say "Fuck me!" to me.
The blouse she had on was absolutely one
of finest i have ever seen her wear. It
was a light tan shirt that was see-through on the arms and back and very low
cut in the front. Her gorgeous neck
displayed her necklace that we both know as the symbol of our female led
marriage. To see her silky bra through
her blouse is a sight to behold. i am
getting hard right now just writing about it.
The pants she chose for the evening are
a deep goldish/brown color and accentuate her ass perfectly. Whenever she wears these pants, guys can't
help but look and stare at her as she passes.
And to top it off, she wore my favorite boots - brown leather with a
very sexy 3 or 4 inch heel. These boots
look like a female dominant could wear them or a hotwife. In this case, it demonstrated both.
i was feeling very good about this
evening. Even though i knew she would be
taken by her "boyfriend" in ways i could only imagine, i was very
excited about watching her in ecstasy which i knew would almost certainly happen. i am still caged so i knew there wasn't a
high probability of her "toy" seeing any action, but i definitely
hoped. i was looking forward to feeling
a closeness among the three of us - almost of the polyamorous variety. Perhaps this would be the seed of bad
feelings for me later.
We drove to Ry's house and Syd really
didn't suspect anything until we began to pull into his driveway. She knew instantly that this house must be
her boyfriend's. She smiled and said, "I
can't believe you two did this. I had no
idea. Now, I am very nervous."
i told her that i didn't tell her about
it earlier because i didn't want her to be nervous and i sensed she appreciated
that. Previously, i bought two bottles
of wine and had them stashed in the back of the car. i knew she and Ry both like red wine and i
bought a couple special bottles of Pinot Noir for the occasion.
We walked hand in hand to the front door
and i rang the doorbell. He answered the
door and we entered the foyer and were all smiling brilliantly. i closed the door as they hugged and
kissed. He then welcomed me and shook my
hand then we also hugged. The kind of
macho hug you might give your male cousin - lol.
He walked us through his living room and
dining room showing us a couple projects he had underway. His house was very warm and welcoming. It felt very good to be in his home and there
wasn't an ounce of me that felt uncomfortable.
We proceeded to the kitchen where he was
almost complete with a renovation project he did himself. The workmanship was impeccable and Syd and i
both loved his choices of finishes. He
continued telling us the details of the renovation and at the end he looked at
me and said, "And, I have a favor to ask you."
From there, he showed me various food
items i was to prepare for the three of us - tilapia, couscous, and
broccoli. He told me i was to prepare
the fish with coriander, salt and pepper topped with lemon slices. The couscous just needed to be boiled and set
aside. And the broccoli was to be steamed. He wanted the coriander to be roasted. And, then showed me where his mortar and
pestle was so i could grind the coriander.
Then, i was left in the kitchen alone as
they proceeded to the living room. i
knew i had a task and was intent on pleasing Syd and Ry with the dinner. Having the task almost, i say almost, let me
forget what was happening in the other room.
i couldn't see anything, but i could hear things. First, it was mostly cute giggles and then
after a bit of silence i could hear Syd moaning. She was moaning louder than i can ever remember
her moaning and the sounds of her pleasure accompanied my directions to prepare
dinner in a symphony of eroticism. i
couldn't help but feel the pressure of my little dick (as Ry instructs me to
call my penis) straining against my metal cage.
It was very hard to concentrate knowing the most intense scene was playing
out in the next room.
As i continued my preparations, Syd's
moans grew increasingly strident and then i could hear the sounds of them going
upstairs to what must have been Ry's bedroom.
Her moans while a bit muffled, were growing in intensity and i could
tell she was going through many phases of ecstasy. And, i did my best to stay focused on the task
at hand for i wanted to make this a very special dinner, an anniversary dinner,
to be celebrated with the three of us.
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| This is what i imagined as i prepared dinner. |
So, i set the table, searching his
cabinets for wine glasses and napkins, placing the water glasses, getting
silverware and even checking google to make sure all were placed properly (the
wine and water glasses threw me). i
reveled in the submissive attitude i felt.
Every once and while i would hear her moan so beautifully. i was astounded that i felt good feelings
inside each time i heard her sexual cry or his guttural groan. i knew she was feeling pleasure and that was
all that mattered to me.
The moans were growing stronger and
louder and soon i could hear him cum with such force, and although i knew he
was wearing a condom, i imagined him cumming inside her with rockets of cum
inside her freshly invaded pussy. i
truly wished i was there to witness it.
As dinner was close to being fully
prepared, they came downstairs and she reached me first. She melted right into my arms and planted a
huge kiss on me thanking me for orchestrating this night and for cooking for
her and her black boyfriend.
i lowered the lights and asked them both
to sit at the table. It was round and
Syd sat in the middle of us. As they sat
and talked, i served them their food and then brought my plate to the table
last.
We all sat there looking at one another
and just couldn’t get over what was transpiring. None of us had ever experienced what we were
experiencing and it felt so universally good - on all levels.
Syd raised her glass and toasted Ry for
having us over and then looked at me and toasted me for making it all
possible. The dinner was off to a good
start.
We sat and ate and drank and talked like
old friends for over an hour and a half.
We exchanged stories about one another giving each a glimpse into our
lives. He was learning more about us and
we were learning more about him.
Once dinner was over, i cleared the
table as they went into the living room.
i joined them soon and Syd was
lying in his arms on the couch as if she
had been with him for a long time. They
looked cute. It was an awesome sight and
it made my whole body warm. He began to
kiss her, tweaking her nipples, and inserting one of his fingers inside
her. I’d say it was within about a
minute she was literally squirting all over, soaking her pants and even his
couch. It was quite a sight.
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Seeing both her hands around his dick
with room to spare, caused us both
to look at one another. |
Ry saw me and mentioned it was time for
all of us to go upstairs to his bedroom. As we ascended the stairs, he handed
me a camera. i knew exactly what to do
without being told or asked. As we
entered his bedroom, he tore off her clothes and his own. Soon he was towering over her and she laid
there on her back and he knelt over her with his massive cock near her
mouth. She went down on him so eagerly,
without being told. She seemed to love
holding him and feeling his massiveness in her hand and mouth. He told her to grab his cock with both
hands. She did and then looked at me and
smiled as if to say, “We both know i can’t do this with you.”
i was taking so many pictures i hoped it
wasn’t spoiling the mood. Flash after
flash was capturing their sanctioned tryst.
He then lowered himself so that his
enormous cock was at the entrance of her pussy.
He lowered himself into her and i didn’t know what to do: Do i focus on
her face to see her expression as he enters her? Do i focus on him and watch his face as he
enters her? Do i focus on his dick and
her pussy? Or, do i take pictures? Well, i took pictures and tried my best to
capture all that was happening in my mind - trying to savor each moment knowing
that this is the culmination of years and years of fantasy.
He pounded her so hard and so long and
so well that i had plenty of time to take everything in from many different
angles. She squirted all over him and
all over the bed, even squirting juices landed on the camera lens once! She was in absolute ecstasy. My wife...with her lover, her black lover.
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My Wife...
His Lover. |
And the amazing thing about it all is
that everyone felt good and was getting what they wanted. We again commented on how special this all
was and how incredibly erotic it was.
He stepped it up and began to insert his
fingers into her one at a time until finally his whole hand was inside
her. i thought she was in ecstasy
before, and this was another level yet again.
He would alternate with his hand for a while until she a powerful orgasm
overcame her and then he would thrust his dick inside her and make her cum that
way to another crescendo. This went on
for a long time until finally he collapsed on top of her and somehow we all
ended up lying in bed together with her in the middle.
i just looked at what was happening in
front of me and really could scarcely believe my eyes. There she was, my wife lying with her black
lover, in his arms. They were kissing
and cuddling. i realized i hadn’t even
taken any clothes off. i was taking so
many pictures at first and then after a while i figured i would wait to be told
to do so. If she wanted me nude she
would say it, right? Well, this is all
good in theory until she actually doesn't say anything!
So, there i laid in my clothes with my
arm around Syd and Ry had his arm around her as well. It was an exquisite site. She was facing him and clearly was taken by
all that just happened. She couldn’t
keep her hands off him, and for the most part i loved watching this. However, after a while, i realized that she
wasn't responding to my touch nor was she even touching me. Her focus was totally on him. In retrospect i can understand this a little
more than i did that night, but it was painful to experience, on a number of
levels.
The most pressing in my mind was knowing
how i have confided in Syd over these past 6 months about how i do need
reassurances in this journey, especially when her attentions are given to a
bull or more poignantly here, her “boyfriend.”
For the most part, i am very good about feeling the joy inside me by
seeing the joy Syd is experiencing. This
was a different night.
Okay to sit here and sat i don't have
feelings of insecurity or inadequacies, well that would just be flat out dishonest. Don’t get me wrong, for some reason, with Ry,
i feel those feeling less than i have in the past with bulls or prospective
bulls. But thankfully those aren't my
overriding feelings. i am able to focus
on her pleasure and derive so much joy from her enjoyment.
Adding into all this, i was feeling left
out of the experience. It was if to Syd
that i wasn’t even there. There were
times while we all laid there that Ry would reach over and grab my hand and
hold it. He was clearly trying to make
me feel a part of it all. All of us have
even had discussions about the importance of all of us feeling a part of this
experience and how that openness and honesty will ultimately be the foundation
upon which we can build a relationship.
At one point i pulled my arm off Syd to
see her reaction. By the way, i don't feel good in retrospect about
"testing" her. Normally, she
would say something like, “Hey, put your arm back here.” This time she said nothing, and there i was
lying next to her with seemingly no contact, no connection. i felt a huge pit in my stomach and just felt
terrible. It was very difficult to
overcome. i wanted so badly to let go of
my bad feelings but i just couldn't figure out why she was acting like
this. We have discussed this type of
thing so many times - i.e., my need for reassurances. And you would think this would be an occasion
that there would be a blaring light on that need.
A part of me thinks i shouldn’t even be
thinking about what i want. A good slave
is looking out solely for the benefit of his Mistress or Master. i do think this is not a want but a need on
my part - i do need these reassurances which ultimately help me feel secure,
secure enough to engage in this treacherous yet extremely fulfilling journey.
Near the end, Ry said to Syd that he
wanted to see us (Syd and me) make love, he wanted to witness how we had sex
and to see our passion. i do believe he
was doing this so i could feel more included in the festivities. It was a very nice gesture. This was problematic for me in multiple
ways. First, he had just finished fucking
my wife with his huge cock and even fisted her.
Maybe i should and maybe i shouldn’t, but i thought to myself, “Oh shit,
he wants to see us make love and she may never even feel me! Sure this was my inadequacy coming out. i also was not feeling particularly driven to
have sex with Syd given her attention to me.
Ry saw that he had hit some nerve and
said nicely, “I have to go to the bathroom” with a fond wink.
i asked Syd if she wanted to do that -
make love in front of him - and she said, “I am okay with it.” Alright, in the written word, it might look
harmless, hey, she’s okay with it. But
the way she said it, and it was probably my feeling-hurt ears that picked up
the audible, but i heard, “I mean, I’m not really feeling like having your puny
penis in my pussy, but i am okay with it.”
Ok, ok, i know i am blowing it way out
of proportion, and to some extent i am, but this is kind of what i was hearing
and how badly i was feeling. And,
although Syd obviously didn’t mean all that i “heard." In my brain, her lack of enthusiasm was
palpable. And, you know what, if i had
just been fucked and fisted by him for a few hours, i might also be less than
enthusiastic about more sex, even if Brad Pitt was the object. Further, later i remembered how she had said
earlier in the week how she may not want to make love in front of him or anyone
because she viewed it as so private and intimate between us.
Yes, i know, i am a cad.
Finally, it got late and we had to
go. The tension inside my body was
killing me and i could hardly make it another minute.
We thanked Ry profusely for his
generosity and hosting us. He gave her a
passionate kiss good bye and we exchanged a warm hug.
As soon as we got in the car, Syd knew
there was something wrong. You can’t (or
shouldn’t be able to) live with someone for 20 years without knowing what one
another is feeling. And that is
precisely why i think this hurt me so badly, i couldn't figure out how Syd
could not know i was feeling this when we were all together. i mean, even Ry sensed it and i definitely
felt him reach out to try and include me.
i was torn also in describing my
feelings. All my uneasy feelings came in
the last hour of us being together for over 5 hours. A lot of terrific stuff happened and i didn’t
want this to cloud over all the fun and positive events that transpired.
i explained to Syd how hurt i was - more
so out of feeling neglected than anything she actively did. i mentioned the “I am okay with it” line
about having sex with me at the end for good measure. i felt good about the entire evening until
that happened with her.
After expressing myself and opening up
about how i felt, Syd was devastated.
She clearly was very very upset that she would have been the cause of me
feeling so badly. It took us the entire
ride home to talk about it and even though i could forgive her, it was hard to
let go of the bad feelings i had. i
realized at that point it was more my issue now since i had forgiven her. But, i was still feeling wounded.
In the morning, we spent some time
together and Syd cried in my arms. She
felt terribly about what she had done and openly said she definitely messed
up. She said she was inattentive to
me. I know Syd would never intentionally
hurt me for anything so seeing the hurt in her eyes and knowing she would be
very mindful of this in the future, it was very easy for me to forgive her and
feel good feelings toward her.
i know nothing happens in a relationship one-way. And, i knew i had to apologize for my actions. i know Syd loves me. i know she would never do anything to hurt me. So, i could have or even should have waited to express my feelings knowing that it was something way out of the ordinary for her. I apologized for my actions - for not being more understanding of her and being more mindful of her pleasures. i will do better next time.
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We went to lunch together and talked
some more and you could feel the distance between us evaporate and i feel
closer to her now than ever before.
These types of situations have a way of doing that for us.
We made a “date” for when we got home to
cuddle nude in bed. We did and it felt
so warm and so secure and i again felt so devoted to her. i ended up bringing her to a squirting orgasm
and it felt good to do this for her.
For me, i remained in my cage despite
hinting at a release. Lots of loving,
lots of touching, but no orgasms for me.
But you know, i am thankful for that.
She controls my orgasms and i am very grateful she does. And, now most importantly, i feel completely
connected to Syd again.
Whew - the end!
This week, her boyfriend Ry said he wanted to see her on Saturday (tomorrow) - alone. If you have read this blog, you know i have had some very difficult times around these types of scenes. In the past, when i felt worst, i know i was focusing on myself, my feelings, my needs and wants. i know i feel best when i am focusing on Syd's needs, wants, and feelings. What all seems like a haze of fear and trembling becomes clearly an erotic endeavor that is fun and thrilling, and yes okay, complimented by a little angst.