Grow!

i made it through the rain. 

First, i helped her get ready for her day with Ry.  She looked so beautiful, so sexy.  She wore a very enticing see through blouse accented with a silky teddy underneath which perfectly exposed her cleavage, a mini skirt which showed off her sensual legs, and 5" heels which put her at about 6'1" standing stately and spicy.

During the day, Syd was very good about reassuring me - making sure i knew that i was her only slave, her only husband, and that she would always take care of me and that nothing or no one would ever come between us in our relationship.  It meant a lot to hear those words from her even though intuitively i know all this to be true.

My stomach was in a flutter as we got into the car for the ride to her boyfriend's house.  We talked all along the way about how erotic all this was and how fun.  That i was taking her to her boyfriend so that she could spend the day with him alone was really intoxicating.  

i know it was fun for me because i trust Syd and also i trust him.  Without that trust i think it all would have been a real struggle for me.  As it was, i was enjoying the fact that she was going to get some needed alone time with him and knew that she would be taken care of - more than taken care of!  it had been a stressful week for Syd so i also knew she would love the sex he was about to give her.

Thankfully i was able to get into a good frame of mind focusing on Syd's pleasure.  So, instead of focusing on my perceived angst, i was able to feel pleasure because she was feeling pleasure.

Now, all this doesn't mean i didn't feel angst, i definitely did.  But, it was a good angst, the kind i would say is appropriate for the cuckold relationship.

After i dropped her off, she left the car told me how much she loved me and walked into Ry's house.

i drove home alone feeling very good about all that transpired to this point.  

i concentrated on doing some chores around the house and running a couple errands.  All the while, of course, i was thinking of her and him and what they were doing.  

Finally, i received her call to come pick her up.  i raced to his house in record time!  He met me at the door and let me in the house whereupon entering Syd came to me and gave me a big hug and kiss.  The smile on her face made it all worthwhile.  And, the smile on his face spoke volumes about his conquest.

We all talked about how wild this all was and he thanked me for doing all this, saying none of this could happen without me.  It felt good to hear that from him.

On our ride home, Syd was so loving towards me and we both felt closer because of the experience. Oddly, all of this has brought us closer in so many ways.

To Grow or Not to Grow...that is the Question

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.

And, i realize more and more that is normal.  And, the more Syd reassures me, the more i feel good about her going to see him tomorrow and spending the day with him without me.  i feel like i am becoming more able to bask in her love than baste in my fears.  After all, i know she loves me, would never to anything to harm me, and will always take care of me.

So, i sit here plugged and caged reminded of my submissiveness with every movement.  By tomorrow night after i take her to her boyfriend and lover, and then after she calls me to pick her up, i fervently hope i can be thankful for this gift she has given me (and he has given me), an opportunity for me to grow.

Six Month Anniversary & New Bull/Dominant

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:

6 Months of
Female Led Marriage - Chastity -  Cuckoldry
(a LOT to celebrate!)

February 23^rd 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.

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.

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.

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.

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!

21 Days - No Orgasms!

Today we had a couples session with our coach and discussed a lot of things.  The biggest point of discussion was how i would be entering a total of 21 days without an orgasm.  Along the way i would be gauging how things are going and sending results to M.  She in turn will work with Syd on maximizing the effect of my orgasms.  The idea of not having an orgasm for 21 days is very scary.  Given then that up until 4 months ago, i basically had orgasms on demand, via masturbation, but it was on demand.  While it is scary, it does seem like Syd wants this and we are clarifying this in discussions.

  

Up till now Syd has generally said that she wants this but it was because i introduced it that she wants it, she didn’t even know about it before.  We talked about this and i said i think it is important for her to want it regardless of whether i want it, and for me to want it regardless of whether she wants it, and then, only then, can we both want this for us.  Obviously, if i know Syd wants this, i want it.  If she knows i want this then she wants this.  It seems pretty clear then that we both want this but i think that may be difficult for Syd to admit at times.

So, i am in day 4 of 21 of my non-orgasm state.  i know i have a huge pit in my stomach for a lot of reasons.  Obvious it is that i am looking at the next 17 days without orgasms when i was hoping today to orgasm with Syd.  Also, a lot of other thoughts creep into my mind like Syd having sex with other guys - lovers - and that leaves a bigger pit.  Now, i know this is what i wanted, and it is what i want for her, it’s just difficult going through it in reality sometimes.  if i ever thought this was just some role playing fun game, i kind of know we are entering a very real and planned out stage.  i hope it continues to be fun.

Bull J

Today i texted with Bull J and i do like my interaction with him.  It feels like texting a friend, maybe even someone closer because of our experiences.  He does make me laugh and i am sure that Syd likes that in him as well.  Of the guys she has been with, i am learning the most from him.  i never really thought about this as a learning experience for me, but it is.  i have learned a lot about Syd’s body and for that i will be forever grateful.  Being able to find her G spot has added so much to our lovemaking, and i want to perfect that sensation for her.  i am not quite there yet, but i will get there!  i suspect she will be meeting Bull J for coffee tomorrow or the next day and i wonder how that is going to go.  i do hope he responds well and that we continue to see him.

Cuckold Correction & Training

Last night, Syd told me to get undressed and lie in bed.  I did so and my mind began racing, "Okay, is this a good thing or bad thing?"  The way she said it, i knew she wasn't totally pleased with me.

And, in the back of my mind, i knew it was for good reason.  Earlier in the day, with a hundred things happening with the kids and life in general, as we were driving, i asked her, "Do you want to play?"

She said something like, “This is not really a good time to ask me.”  Instead of understanding what all was happening in her orbit, i focused on myself and basically pouted.  i began trying to outline to her why i asked and was even upset with her response.  Inside i knew i had crossed a line and things were definitely chilly on the ride home.  And from experience, i knew we would be talking about this later whether she brought it up or i brought it up.

So, i laid down on the bed on my back nude.  i was hard already.  Syd took some of our favorite oil and rubbed her hands with it and then began rubbing my dick.  She got in a position in which she faces me and lays her legs over mine and almost immobilizes me.  Then she rubbed my dick talking about the day.  She talked about how good i was in the morning bringing her coffee in bed and having the kitchen clean when she went downstairs.  And while she was praising me, she was getting me so aroused and hard; it felt incredible.

As i was very near an orgasm, she began to talk about what happened on our car ride.  And, she stopped rubbing me altogether.  She told me how disappointed she was that all i thought about was myself and didn't understand what she was going through at the time.  Immediately, my dick went limp and i felt very badly about what i had done.

i apologized and as i said the words she began stroking me again saying, “I know you are and and as my slave you have to get better at looking at things from my perspective.”

She continued, “And a good slave looks out for his Mistress and instead of thinking about himself should think of ways to make my life less stressful.”  i nodded and said, “Yes, Mistress.  That is what i want to do and what pleases me.  i realize that now even more.”  She continued telling me “what a little boy” i was until i was near the edge of orgasm again.

This may take longer than 8 weeks!

She stopped rubbing me again and said, “You know how badly you made me feel?  On top of all the other issues happening with the kids, I now had to worry about you and your wants.”  And again my dick deflated and i felt very badly for what i had done.  i told Syd how much i was sorry and felt badly about adding to her stress instead of taking stress away from her.  After all, it excites me to think of ways to reduce her stress and i know i love doing that.

She began rubbing me again and said, “You are a good little boy.  I know you want to do these things and it is my job to help remind you of consequences of not doing them.”  Of course, i got instantly hard again and again she brought me to the edge of orgasm and stopped.

She talked about how i must have felt that she wasn't going to take care of her - How selfish i was in my actions.

Then, she began rubbing me again saying, “But you know, I will always take care of you, your are my prized slave, I will care for you in ways you haven’t even imagined.”  And she continued along this line reaffirming how precious i was to her and that i didn't need to think about my needs that she would take care of them for me.

She brought me to the edge again and again and again in this way until finally at one point i begged her to stop because i was going to cum.  She continued until i was just about to orgasm and then totally stopped everything and i had a ruined orgasm - she has gotten very good at this and the perfect timing.

I hadn't come in over a week and i was so looking forward to a full orgasm.  She made it very clear that i would have been able to have a full orgasm if but for my earlier actions.

As we went to sleep afterward, i reflected on the day and realized even more how selfish i was and knew that was not how i wanted to act.  An overwhelming sense of thankfulness came over me for Syd and how she corrected that action.  How she used positive reinforcements for me.  In fact, i realized she was probably training me given the repeated edging and verbal cues.  i nodded off to sleep in such a state of bliss knowing i was the luckiest slave and husband on the planet.

A Bull Meeting Syd - Covert Affairs

i am writing this hours after my last entry.  Syd met with the guy.  This was her first meeting alone with a guy on a first meeting.  She handled herself beautifully.  Unbeknownst to her, i was watching the whole episode from a nearby coffee shop.  They were sitting outside at a table of another coffee shop.  This guy in my emails with him was pretty much an arrogant dick.  i thought this would be great practice for Syd figuring he would try to pull some of the same s*^t he did with me.  i felt like a covert agent watching my partner from afar and i was there to protect her, anything goes wrong, i knew i was going to jump up and run and protect her.  Well, he's the one who needed protection.  Now, i didn’t hear what they said until much later, so i only could go by body language.  Syd was sitting like a proud peacock (now you know she didn’t know I was there), he was sitting opposite her.  Next thing i see is him fold his arms (i.e., like oh shit i better protect myself).  He just sat there like a little school boy listening to the attractive teacher on his first day of class.  He laughed at her jokes and it looked like he was being very gentlemanly.  Syd looked resolute and firm.  

Well, we met soon after their meeting and we couldn’t have had a more fun time together.  i doubt we had as much fun in our entire marriage as we did today.  Today, it was confirmed to me that i am married to a very powerful lady, a wife who knows what she wants, and won’t let some guy just trolling for a fuck to get any upper hand.  To see Syd basking in hr conquest was something to behold.  In the beginning I wanted Syd to experience all she could in life and that included sexually.  It is clear that she is experiencing so much more and I am elated that she is feeling the powerful feelings she is - she deserves to feel them.  i have never felt so loved, so lovable, and so in love in my life.  i have never felt so powerful as a husband, lover, and friend (and of course slave boy) as i feel now to Syd.  i am so very lucky to be married to Syd and now i know “my friend” is there to help me reach new heights.  i am so excited for our next 20 years of marriage!

My New Friend

i am sitting here this morning while Syd is texting a bull.  We have been with him already so i know him.  There is nothing easy about sitting and waiting so i choose to try and busy my mind.  i am finding the most difficult issue for me so far is giving up control, letting go.  It gives me a pit in my stomach not knowing what is happening.  i suspect that this “pit” and i will have to become friends.   

In the past, i would have suspected the worst.  Now, in this new found place, it is a little better, i trust Syd and know she loves me and would never do anything to hurt me.  When i focus on that, i can feel my breathing ease and body begin to relax.

Dishes

Tonight i was doing dishes and feeling so thankful that i had this to do.  i wasn't really sure why I felt that way.  i knew mostly it was because Syd asked, really instructed me to do it as an ongoing rule.  There are definitely times i get a hard on as i am doing the dishes.  As i was doing them tonight, I could hear Syd in with the kids watching tv, talking about school.  I realized, maybe she wouldn't have the time to be there for them in that way if the dishes were here.  Immediately, it became more clear why i felt so thankful.

Erotica (Fiction) - Ch. 2

FICTION - Today i came home from work early and wanted to surprise Syd.  The kids were at their grandparents' home for the weekend, and i wanted to get the weekend started early with her in a very romantic way.  When i pulled up the driveway i noticed the garage doors were open.  Syd's car was in her spot but there was another car in my spot.  i suspected whose car it was but didn't really know.  The fact that it was parked in my spot should have been the definitive tell.

You see Syd and i have been married for 20 years.  For 20 years, she was faithful to me.  No one but me enjoyed the fruits of her sexuality.  That all changed on our anniversary when i proposed to her that we have a female led marriage and that i live in chastity and we pursue a cuckold lifestyle.

Soon thereafter, Syd began corresponding with Master Griffin.  A few months ago, Master Griffin surprised us by meeting us at a local jazz club.  He doesn't live near us but came into the club and stole her from me for the night and the weekend.

After that weekend, it was clear to me that although Syd was my wife, she was his hotwife, his lover.  

i had never seen them together, really.  i mean, the first night i was able to catch glimpses, but i never really saw them together sexually.  And, when i did, they knew i was there.

Immediately, when i saw his car, i knew it had to be his, my dick got hard.  It instantly got rock hard thinking about them together, thinking about that if they were together, Syd didn't tell me about it beforehand.  It was just last week that she made me say in a mantra to her, "You can have sex with anyone, anywhere, anytime.  And i don't have to be there."   Over and over again she made me say that until punctuating it with me cumming inside her as if to seal it into my brain.

If it was his car, i was happy for her, happy for him.  Because i knew i was happy for us and how much closer he has made us feel over these past months.

Before him, when i jacked off, i thought about my dick being inside her and me cumming inside her.  After him, i jack off a lot more about him being inside her giving her orgasms that i never could.

i desperately wanted to see them in action.

i went into the house through the garage and tried to be ever so quiet.  In a way, i was being quiet because i truthfully wanted to sneak inside and watch them.   But part of me knew i would be welcome so i didn't need to sneak but i also didn't want to interrupt their lovemaking.

Subtle noises of passion emanated from our upstairs.  i carefully ascended the stairs and was pleased that i could hear Syd's voice so clearly.  i thought, maybe, just maybe the bedroom door was left ajar.  To my delight, it was.  Although i couldn't see into the room from the stairwell, it was plain that the door was open and it was also evident there were two people in our bedroom.  One voice was Syd's and the other deeper voice was unmistakably Master Griffin's.  

By the way, if you come home in the middle of the day and find your wife in bed with a lover, and your dick becomes rock hard at the sounds, then you are a cuckold.

i slowly crept down the hallway trying to be silent so i could catch a glimpse.  When i walked about three quarters down the hallway, i gained a view into the master bedroom, our bedroom, now Master's bedroom.

Syd was on her knees in front of him.  She had her arms to her side and somewhat behind her.  He had his hands on top of her head seemingly guiding his manhood into her mouth and down her throat.  They were both totally naked and Syd looked so striking.  There was my wife on her knees in front of Master Griffin and while i have to admit i felt a tinge of jealousy, the overwhelming feeling was one of being so proud of Syd.  So proud of her transformation into a sexually liberated wife who was experiencing all that life had to offer by being with Master Griffin.  He indeed is a master, a master lover, a master dominant, a master teacher, a master confidant and more.

For about forty-five minutes she expertly sucked his cock, at times he would pull her off seemingly just to admire her beauty.  Once when he pulled her mouth off him, he deftly leaned down and grabbed her body as if she was a baby and cradled her in his arms.  There they kissed in the middle of our bedroom as the late afternoon sunlight streamed through the large floor to ceiling windows.  i have seen Syd give Master Griffin a blow job and even watched him fuck her albeit for a very short period of time, and nothing could have prepared me for the jealous feelings i would feel watching them just kiss, the intimacy was intense.  Watching her tongue move to greet his and accept his tongue into her mouth.  The passion expressed, given, and received before me was almost too much to bear.  i noticed i had a huge pit in my stomach but i also noticed my penis was very very hard - without me even touching it.

They kissed too long for my liking, really.  It hit me hard that this was not just about sex - i mean i always knew that.  It was about an emotional experience among the three of us that would yield itself to a spiritual awakening.  It was way beyond sex and i knew it.

He carried Syd over to the bed and gently placed her in the middle.  I had moved closer to the door so i could make out more of what they were saying.  i heard him say, "Now, it's your turn my sweet."  She loved what he was doing to her, how in command he was.  She was almost in a trance feeling so taken care of knowing Master Griffin was fully in charge.  She opened her legs as if to say, "I am yours."

As he gazed at her womanhood, he told her how stunning she was and how pleased he was that he could be with her.  He lowered his head and tasted her.  His huge black hands were around her waist and the contrast would make anyone cum just by looking at these two together.  He looked back up at her and could see her eyes were now closed and she was in another world.  He was driving her crazy running his tongue up and down and over her labia until she was begging for him to lick her clit.  He was teasing her so skillfully.  Her body would arch to meet his tongue and as quickly as she would arch he would stop and let all the wonderful feelings wash over her.  She would thrust and moan and then finally calm down and then he would proceed to lick more and rub more and she would arch as if she wanted to have an orgasm and he would slow down again.  He massaged her clit with his tongue in a furious yet loving fashion and she was moaning and whimpering throughout.  She reached down to feel his hair and wanted to explode but he wouldn't let her.  He was wreaking havoc with her hooded jewel playing her like a violin making sweet music with her body.

i watched this intense rise and fall of emotions for almost an hour.  Beads of sweat were starting to show on both lovers.  Additionally, with the freedom of an empty house, or so she thought, Syd was very vocal, more vocal than even she normally is.  By the end of the hour, she was thrusting and buckling almost uncontrollably.  She was begging him to let her orgasm and begging him to fuck her with his cock.  At one point i think she even began to cry.  It was no doubt a cry of rapture love and a cry of frustration.

Syd's favorite position.

Syd looked to be totally enthralled with Master Griffin.  She was possessed and i believe would have done anything he asked her to do at that moment.  He told her to get on her knees and get on all fours.  i knew Syd's favorite position was doggie style, and obviously so did Master Griffin.  i am sure he was very deliberate in having her in this position.  His first fuck of my wife in our bedroom would be on his terms and in her favorite position.  She wouldn't forget it.  Our bed would now have a much deeper meaning.

He placed the head of his cock against her soaking pussy.  She wanted all of him, right now.  She wanted him to bury his length into her so that she could feel the prevailing relief of an orgasm.  However, he was too good for that.  He loved her too much for that.  And the moment she was waiting for, the moment i was waiting for (!) came as he pierced her wet pussy and thrust his potent cock inside her.  The moment he went inside her i watched her reaction and it was one that i never witnessed when i entered her.  Her head went back and she looked upwards at the ceiling and arched her back as if trying to accommodate his mammoth manhood, her eyes rolling back in her head with her mouth open gasping.

Then, without any notice, she collapsed and began quivering on the bed and was having her well deserved orgasm screaming, "Oh my god, oh my god," over and over again and saying, "I love you Griffin, I love your cock, oh my god!!"  For a split second his cock came out of her and as she lay there on the bed he lowered himself into her and she again began having more orgasms.  

At that moment, for some reason he looked over at the door and could see that i was there watching the spectacular events and he kind of tilted his head as if to say, "Come on in."  i was relieved, because when my eyes first met his i wondered if he would be upset that i was there.  i should have known from all of our discussions that he wouldn't be.  You see, i truly believe Master Griffin wants only what is best for Syd and me.  Of course that works great, because we only want what is best for each other and him.

Syd was clearly in a daze.  He rolled her over onto her side away from me and i watched as his long thick cock opened her up and thrust inside her.  All the while, i'd say only about three-quarters of his cock was going inside her.  Even so, that was still double the length that i ever fucked her with.

He continued to fuck her and she had multiple screaming squirting orgasms.  She rolled over to hug him and i could see she had tears in her eyes.  Just then, my eyes met hers and she began to cry even more.  She said, "I have never felt so loved in all my life.  Thank you for providing this all to me and thank you Griffin for making me feel like this.  I love you both so much!!"

She cuddled next to him, enjoying his superbly sculpted body, running her hands over his muscles.  Soon her hand went to his cock and she looked at me and said, "Honey, his cock is so beautiful, look at it.  It makes me feel so incredible!"

In that moment, even though i don't think she meant to make me feel this way, i felt so inadequate, so small.  Watching her hand shrink against the size of his cock, i realized why Master Griffin called his penis a cock and mine a dicklet.  It was not all that i was feeling, but it was definitely in there.  Mostly, i was happy for Syd.  She clearly was in ecstasy.  

He fondled her breasts playing with her hard nipples as she said she wanted to feel him inside her again.  He hovered over her rosy body which had blood racing through every part imaginable.  She felt fully alive.  And so did he.  He spread her legs wide and entered her inch by inch until he was fully enveloped by her wet pussy.  

He instructed me to "take your clothes off and kiss your wife while she gets fucked."  He began moving in and out of her with a steady unhurried rhythm.  He picked up speed and she wrapped her legs around him squeezing him closer to her.  i noticed her nails were digging into his back as she climaxed again.  i moved from kissing her lips to kissing her forehead because of the force of the motion of their fucking.  i could see that she was looking at him and he was looking into her eyes, their eyes locking, he continued to make sweet love to my wife.

He reached around and i could tell he was inserting a finger in to Syd's luscious ass.  Almost immediately, she came again.  i loved watching her climax and her body quiver from his prowess.  

He then rolled over on the bed and told her to "climb on and feel me inside you as you look into my eyes."

 She lowered herself onto his throbbing hard cock and in one motion as she impaled herself onto him threw her head back and screamed, "Oh Griffin, I love you so much!!!"  She looked into his eyes and for the first time could see in front of her the contrast of their skin and how beautiful it looked.  His powerful black body against her soft white skin sent her to another orgasm.  This orgasm seemed more powerful than the last.  He reached up and grabbed her close to him stroking her hair and kissing her softly as her breath became more normal.

As they kissed he rolled her onto her side facing away from him and put his softening yet firm dick inside her.  He whispered to her, "I'm going to stay inside you for as long as I can."  He wrapped his arms around her and brought her closer to him.  After a while his cock did slip out and they laid there together.

He looked at me and said, "Cuck, be a good boy and get us some water." 

When i got back to our bedroom, Syd had fallen asleep in his arms.  It was a beautifully erotic sight.