My husband and I have been together for a long time but from the beginning, we were not monogamous to one another. We recognized in one another a need for...more. We weren't sure how to express that need always and we have been through our share of issues (jealousy, anger, doubt) but we've also discovered that no matter who else we fuck, we are best together--soulmates. We've been through 3somes, 4somes...5somes, we've swapped, we've shared, been to swing clubs. I started going out and "playing" on my own. He did the same. But it didn't click right. Some was good, some bad but never good enough for both of us at the same time.
Thus, we have arrived at this website. I'd been cuckolding my hubby for some time but we'd not put it into those terms...so, this was new. Adam wanted me to look into being the hot wife, the cuckoldress AND the dominant. This is totally against my nature (totally sub, here). More than that, he wanted to explore his fem side. To this end, he's now only allowed to wear panties or be caged and we're working on even more clothing options. It would be good to note at this point that Adam is only 5" long and his girth is even worse. I love my husband--light of my life--but he can't fulfill my needs. He knows this, too and gives me free rein.
So, we started looking for Bulls on here. Much better than many other sites, we've actually found some people. This has been quite exciting to me. I can usually find willing guys here in our town--but they feel they have to romance me (i just wanna fuck) or to be cheating on my husband, or drama if it doesn't work out...well, you all know how it is.
We had our 1st experience. The sex was good but the relationship didn't work out.
I've been talking to a VERY well hung bull for a couple weeks. But he lives 6 hours away and jobs/families have prevented us getting together. He's desperate to own me (he's dom to my sub) but the distance is insurmountable for a day-to-day type of relationship.
Last week, we got in contact with a gentleman who isn't very far away and jumped at the chance to get together when Friday was available for all of us. He's more endowed than Adam (not hard, i kno) and he'd been with other couples so although he's young, everyone knew the rules (#1=no drama). It was fantastic!
Joe (name changed to protect the guilty) requested my hair to be up to show my hairline, heels, stockings, a small (very short) black dress and a beaded shawl. I dressed as ordered. I ordered Adam to put his little cock in its cage--it wouldn't be used tonight.
Joe obtained a hotel room and then he and I made plans as to how to start the evening. How to give Adam what he wants--to be cuckolded.
Adam and I arrived at the restaurant, got our booth and sat down. We made it very clear to the waiter that he and I are married. Joe showed up and sat down next to me and kissed me full on the mouth--in front of the whole restaurant
We all ordered our dinners (none of us had an appetite, though) and everytime the waiter came by, Joe and I had our hands all over each other and basically ignoring Adam except to make him pay the bill.
We soon left and met back up at the hotel where we loaded into our vehicle--Joe and I in the back--and Adam drove us around town while Joe and I "explored" one another. His cock is beautiful and he was not afraid to tell me what felt best. He made a point of speaking loud enough that Adam couldn't help but hear. I think during this time Adam wasn't sure what to think. He may have even been a little leery but he knows the rules--we both stop if one wants to.
We soon went back to the room--more space was needed and pictures needed to be taken. Joe had told me that he had a present for me. This surprised me but y'kno, a surprise is always fun! He handed me a box and I unwrapped it and was presented with my 1st cuckolding piece of jewelry--a bracelet with a charm saying "Hot Wife". It made me feel like I'd really entered this world. So, now I was marked.
So, we're in the room, I'm wearing wedding ring and cucking bracelet and I finally got to see Joe naked...and he was glorious. I wanted to feel him inside me. He felt my clit, he reached inside me and felt that special spot and I screamed in pleasure. I begged for release, for penetration. I got what I wanted and it was more than I've had for awhile. There was pain in that pleasure. And it happened again and again and again. I lost track of how many times I came. We all insisted on condom use and Joe provided them. He started with a handful and I don't think there were any left by the end of the night. It didn't matter, though. My poor little body couldn't handle any more. But Adam had captured the evening digitally.
Joe took me into the bathroom and gave me a shower and led me back to bed. The upside of this particular bull was that he's educated. We lay there in one bed (having relegated Adam off to the other bed to relax alone in his cage) and talked for an hour about life, the universe and everything (that reference is for you, Joe) at which point we fell arelax with an agreement that whomever awoke first should wake the other in some interesting manner (which did happen ;)
We all got up eventually and went to breakfast--again, in our home town and Adam practically insisted that Joe and I go as a couple but pointing out in subtle (and not so subtle) ways that he and I are married. I was surprised at this due to the very real likelihood that this would be known to SOMEONE we know very soon. But it was exciting.
Joe parted ways with us after lunch and we went home to clean up in order to go on a shopping trip. At home, I unlocked hubby's cage but picked out his clothes for the trip. He was allowed male socks, shoes and shirt but wore a camisole, panties and my low rider jeans (yes, his butt is that small, mine is not that big!). So, he still looked somewhat "normal" but he wasn't completely comfortable. This was a first for him--wearing fem clothes in public. We were out of town for this jaunt, though.
He got looks of all kinds. Appraising, hostile--it was interesting to watch. The most amazing thing to me was the role I fell into. I felt protective of him and also that I needed to take the dominant role in making decisions such as which stores to go to, etc. We went into some female clothing shops and found him his own panties (I was tired of not being able to find a pair in the morning because he had them) and some leggings and...this was the best
...he spilled coffee on his male shirt so he had to find, buy and wear a girl's shirt. It was a sports jersey--but cut like a woman's. He did catch even more looks, then.
We're home now and he's all femmed up minus hair and makeup. There's no way he'd pass in the real world but he does look cute--leggings, skirt, cuck bracelet, panties, and girlie jersey. He answered the door for the delivery man in that outfit. I suppose as the dom, I'm supposed to be "making" him do these things but its been very symbiotic today--he eggs me on, i egg him on and now he's answering the door in a skirt!
This promises to be an interesting segment in our lives.
Pics to follow tomorrow of the adventure!
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