Filling in the Blanks:
While working on those chapters I have recalled many small highlights. A few instances and discoveries that all became a part of my mindset, and lifestyle I live today.
These recollections will not be in any order. Just snippets of the fun times then and now. I am sure that many of you cuckolds or bi cock suckers out there have had faced similar situations and adventures.
The bed sheets and pillow cases:
I remember coming back to the apartment late one night after being away for just a couple of days I think. Dark quiet apartment and I tried to not wake "A". A quick short shower later and I crawl into our bed....as I lay my head on the pillow I can smell "him?". Another mans aftershave or cologne? No mistaking that she has had a visitor not that long ago.
My cock stirs just as she awakes and rolls over to give me a hug. "How was your trip"..... I say "not as much fun as I think you have had". "Mmmm, yes" was all she said(if I remember right....). I was so hard and horny, and attempted to spoon and rub my erection up against her ass...."NO, I'm tired". And that was a NO that I paid attention to.
I lay there dick in hand just inhaling the essence that her lover had left on my pillow....Just cool fun evidence that my wife had just been with her lover(one of them anyway), and he had surely fucked her.
Couldn't sleep, and wasn't going to be allowed to fuck her adulterous pussy at that time.... had to jack off, so I slipped out of bed, turned the hall light on and went back into the bedroom hoping to find a pair of her panties on the floor.....Yes, there they are:)
Went into the washroom and inspected the panties(all her panties she owned where sexy and classy because I bought them all for her:). I don't remember color or style, and the gusset had a good wet pussy stain...dry now, but some wonderful pussy aroma still remained. It didn't take me long to jack off using the panty as a fist tool, and then shooting into the gusset. I probably thought of wearing them the next day, but don't recall doing so.
This wasn't going to be the last time that she had someone in our bed without me. We had many MFM adventures with "D" as her lover. I was accustomed to the scent he would leave on the bed and on her, but this time and a few others the aroma left on the sheets was from a different man. She never told me who it was, and I didn't persist with the questions. I assumed at first it was the married guy from her part time job, but I also think one of her lovers was a close friend(they all wanted to fuck her)….that made for fun at parties, not knowing but thinking he/they might be in the crowd.
Along with the man essence left on the bed sheets and pillow cases is the way her body smelled after hard sex. I never notice that much when I was also in the bed getting my share of her. It was when she started going out solo to meet up(or get picked up) with another man that I noticed the lovely post sex smell still laying on her sift skin.
"A" called me once telling that she was on her way home once she cleaned up. I asked not to shower or clean up....just come home as you are. Which she did, and that became the standard. I loved it when she came through the door a bit that used up look. The aphrodisiac supplement I receive comes mainly from the way she smelled and tasted once we got naked and I got to get my piece of her.
"T" didn't get heavily into MFM fun, although we had a couple and I was sure we would have more just judging from the way she got into being the center of male attention(plus the other guy had a nice cock). She actually instigated the threesome play. I would have loved to have smelled the remains of one of her old boyfriend affairs that I know she had when I was travelling early in our marriage.
Watching and helping them prepare:
How fucking hot that became:). Especially helping and watching "A" prepare because we both knew the reason for the detailed preparations. We expected "D" to visit our bed that night, or she was going out on a date. Actually there wasn't a huge difference in her preparations between a date with a lover vs us going out to a movie. She was always ready to fuck:).
On the special night though it was a matched panty and bra set(if she chose to wear a bra), garters and stockings a few times(I think that was for the older married boyfriend), the nice taller CFM pumps....and the pussy trim. I asked and was granted permission to perform that task. In most cases I would have run her a bath, then as she was laying in the bubbles I would carefully shave and trim her treasure.
I used to do the same for "T", but only once did the night end up in a MFM sex scene. "T" used to let me watch her dress.... mainly just to tease me. Very rarely has she asked me to pick out her lingerie for the evening.
"A" was much more fun when it came to dressing up for a night out or a date. I would sit up on the bed and just enjoy the show. If I knew that she was going out to be with one of her boyfriends it made her preparations all the more intense for me. She would tease me much more than "T" as well....strut near me, tweak her nipples before the bra went on, bend over with her ass close to the side of the bed...pull her panties up, then bend over again etc.
Some times the comments just added to the humiliation...."this pair might be all messy when I get back....hahaha". "is this skirt short enough?" "I better be careful bending over....hahaha". "I hope he likes this"...….etc. etc.
So much hot visuals while watching them get dressed.
Their taste:
Primarily the skin of my adulterous wive's. I could taste him on her nipples as we alternated devouring her as we shared the bed with her (more with "A" than "T").
Loved the taste of their sweat while they fucked ….. didn't make love....she("A") "fucked" her boyfriends every time I was allowed to be physically involved.....licking and kissing her lower back just above her ass was the spot as well as most anywhere on her neck!
The taste of strange cocks on her lips was so hot and humiliating....maybe I tasted her breath more than her lips, and her cock sucking had to be recent to get a good taste:).
I would pick the way they had the smell of sex still lingering on their bodies as the best thrill though.
Their attire:
Both "A" and "T" had their favorite bits of clothing when they got in that frisky mood, or just wanted to be noticed:)
"A" had two pairs of small tight satin shorts called "hot pants" back then. A black and a maroon pair that left nothing to the imagination. She wore them to a few parties, and a few bars, but mostly would pull them on to entertain me, or "D" when he was over to our apartment. Her camel toe was easy to see, especially in the maroon pair.
I loved watching "D" fondle her when she flaunted her ass and pussy while she had those hot pants on!
They both had pairs of real tight jeans, so tight they had to lie down on the bed to pull them on....I loved to watch that exercise:). "T" had a pair of tight black stretch pants..... this is before the wonderful invention of yoga pants. They where made of some synthetic material and fit het like a second skin. She would wear those when we would go to a Toronto rock &roll club called Route 66. Lots of eyes on her then...both male and female.
I was heavily into motorcycles the, and "T" also learned to ride & had her own bike, but what I remember most was her black leather pants that she would wear when riding....and after some pleading from me she would often wear them when not riding....I loved checking out the guys checking her out:)
Both had a few pairs of CFM heels....not as tall a heel as 6", maybe 4" but very sexy. Both had a great selection of sexy but classy bras and panties(I bought most of "T's" gear and half of what was in "A's" drawer)….shelf bras and bikini panties..."A" did the garters and stockings more often. "T" brought those weapons out when she wanted to get pregnant:).
Does anyone remember "chockers"? Basically looked like a caller, but was satin or velvet material. "A" wore a black satin one a few times. It had a small bit of cheep jewelry attached on the front. I don't know why, but when she wore that choker I just couldn't take my eyes of her for long. Maybe it was a early BDSM thing? Whatever, she looked so hot while wearing it.
Like I said earlier, "T" had a great pair of black leather pants...tight of course. She sat on my face once while wearing them, but took them off before we got them all wet....me from the outside, her from the inside:).
Both had a good selection of short skirts and dresses, and both had a couple of satin blouses that I liked. The only real trashy and slutty dress that "T" wore was a red velvet number that left a lot of skin uncovered. Very short with thin straps trying to hold up the bit of material covering her lovely tits(34B and firm back then...still very nice now as well). She wore that dress out to dinner and bar hopping twice I think. The men there seemed to enjoy the show(got a couple of thumbs up), while most of the women glared at her....lol.
Short skirts and panty hose in winter while in summer the panty hose was usually left off because both had lovely tanned legs....tanned by the sun:). Garters for "A" on entertainment evenings mainly. "A" thought she had to work a bit harder at being sexy vs the competition back then. I never thought that, but didn't interfere when she thought that she needed to exhibit a bit more skin, or wear that push up bra etc...….I'm not the smartest guy, but knew when to keep my yap shut & just watch:).
"T" was just naturally sexy without trying hard...long legs, tight ass, and a stride that caught every mans eye(her stride through the crowd was what first caught my eye....I was doomed from then on). At this time she doesn't consider herself an attractive and sexy MILF, but when she want's to she could easily attract a group of men that would love to fuck her:).
Being Programmed:
So easy for hot women to program us. I think that the main reason I now am basically a sissy bi cock sucker is because "T" has denied me cock access(that started years ago). She would play little mind games that focused on my inability to stay hard and please her....although in reality she never intended to let me IN even if I had a 4 hour woody.
She did allow me oral access to her lovely tasty pussy....then push me away after she was satisfied. I know that she had no intention of helping me cum through any effort on her part. If I headed for my office or washroom to jack off, she did not like that action either. Told me it was a disgusting habit, and that I needed "therapy".
I know now that she was just mind fucking me, and I fell right into it....started following her around like a puppy:).
The chastity program and my submissiveness is the result of her "programming" me. I'm not ready to confess to her that I like wearing panties and sucking alpha cock just yet(maybe never). Some days I think she would accept the news, other days not so much.
"A" easily programmed me into being that cuckolded husband that will wait for his turn, or instructions specifying what she would like....At first it was to wait my turn, then it was to watch and clean her cream pie after her lover(usually "D") had left, then I had to perform that oral duty while he watched etc.
She did try once to push my head down towards his cock, but like a dummy I didn't take the hint. A great opportunity lost then.
Now I am programmed somewhat by my alpha cop friend. He calls last minute & wants a blow job. I can't always accommodate him and that results in ridicule then a long non contact period that makes me think his cock is being sucked by another sissy fag:).
Eating the cum:
My first taste was off my fist after jacking off as a young teen. It wasn't vanilla ice cream, but wasn't revolting either. I rarely licked it off back then.... not like today:)
Got quickly into the hot thrill of eating the lovely cream pies that I would help create. Mainly to make sure that my date received full attention and got her jollies off as well. I was never put off by the taste.... in fact I enjoyed the act of eating our pussy/cum recipe:)….. maybe the taste was more sour than sweet for sure, but not at all revolting with a fairly thin viscosity.
The only time I would get the thicker wads was when I was blasted onto her tummy or back. It wouldn't be until "A" started cuckolding me with more men that I started to taste the variety. The amount and thickness(viscosity) also would vary a bit between the men....again, nothing grossly distasteful. Maybe I just ignored that potential because the act of eating another mans cum from your wife's pussy was so hot and humiliating all at the same time....recalling the taste is difficult...remembering the act is easy:)
These recollections will not be in any order. Just snippets of the fun times then and now. I am sure that many of you cuckolds or bi cock suckers out there have had faced similar situations and adventures.
The bed sheets and pillow cases:
I remember coming back to the apartment late one night after being away for just a couple of days I think. Dark quiet apartment and I tried to not wake "A". A quick short shower later and I crawl into our bed....as I lay my head on the pillow I can smell "him?". Another mans aftershave or cologne? No mistaking that she has had a visitor not that long ago.
My cock stirs just as she awakes and rolls over to give me a hug. "How was your trip"..... I say "not as much fun as I think you have had". "Mmmm, yes" was all she said(if I remember right....). I was so hard and horny, and attempted to spoon and rub my erection up against her ass...."NO, I'm tired". And that was a NO that I paid attention to.
I lay there dick in hand just inhaling the essence that her lover had left on my pillow....Just cool fun evidence that my wife had just been with her lover(one of them anyway), and he had surely fucked her.
Couldn't sleep, and wasn't going to be allowed to fuck her adulterous pussy at that time.... had to jack off, so I slipped out of bed, turned the hall light on and went back into the bedroom hoping to find a pair of her panties on the floor.....Yes, there they are:)
Went into the washroom and inspected the panties(all her panties she owned where sexy and classy because I bought them all for her:). I don't remember color or style, and the gusset had a good wet pussy stain...dry now, but some wonderful pussy aroma still remained. It didn't take me long to jack off using the panty as a fist tool, and then shooting into the gusset. I probably thought of wearing them the next day, but don't recall doing so.
This wasn't going to be the last time that she had someone in our bed without me. We had many MFM adventures with "D" as her lover. I was accustomed to the scent he would leave on the bed and on her, but this time and a few others the aroma left on the sheets was from a different man. She never told me who it was, and I didn't persist with the questions. I assumed at first it was the married guy from her part time job, but I also think one of her lovers was a close friend(they all wanted to fuck her)….that made for fun at parties, not knowing but thinking he/they might be in the crowd.
Along with the man essence left on the bed sheets and pillow cases is the way her body smelled after hard sex. I never notice that much when I was also in the bed getting my share of her. It was when she started going out solo to meet up(or get picked up) with another man that I noticed the lovely post sex smell still laying on her sift skin.
"A" called me once telling that she was on her way home once she cleaned up. I asked not to shower or clean up....just come home as you are. Which she did, and that became the standard. I loved it when she came through the door a bit that used up look. The aphrodisiac supplement I receive comes mainly from the way she smelled and tasted once we got naked and I got to get my piece of her.
"T" didn't get heavily into MFM fun, although we had a couple and I was sure we would have more just judging from the way she got into being the center of male attention(plus the other guy had a nice cock). She actually instigated the threesome play. I would have loved to have smelled the remains of one of her old boyfriend affairs that I know she had when I was travelling early in our marriage.
Watching and helping them prepare:
How fucking hot that became:). Especially helping and watching "A" prepare because we both knew the reason for the detailed preparations. We expected "D" to visit our bed that night, or she was going out on a date. Actually there wasn't a huge difference in her preparations between a date with a lover vs us going out to a movie. She was always ready to fuck:).
On the special night though it was a matched panty and bra set(if she chose to wear a bra), garters and stockings a few times(I think that was for the older married boyfriend), the nice taller CFM pumps....and the pussy trim. I asked and was granted permission to perform that task. In most cases I would have run her a bath, then as she was laying in the bubbles I would carefully shave and trim her treasure.
I used to do the same for "T", but only once did the night end up in a MFM sex scene. "T" used to let me watch her dress.... mainly just to tease me. Very rarely has she asked me to pick out her lingerie for the evening.
"A" was much more fun when it came to dressing up for a night out or a date. I would sit up on the bed and just enjoy the show. If I knew that she was going out to be with one of her boyfriends it made her preparations all the more intense for me. She would tease me much more than "T" as well....strut near me, tweak her nipples before the bra went on, bend over with her ass close to the side of the bed...pull her panties up, then bend over again etc.
Some times the comments just added to the humiliation...."this pair might be all messy when I get back....hahaha". "is this skirt short enough?" "I better be careful bending over....hahaha". "I hope he likes this"...….etc. etc.
So much hot visuals while watching them get dressed.
Their taste:
Primarily the skin of my adulterous wive's. I could taste him on her nipples as we alternated devouring her as we shared the bed with her (more with "A" than "T").
Loved the taste of their sweat while they fucked ….. didn't make love....she("A") "fucked" her boyfriends every time I was allowed to be physically involved.....licking and kissing her lower back just above her ass was the spot as well as most anywhere on her neck!
The taste of strange cocks on her lips was so hot and humiliating....maybe I tasted her breath more than her lips, and her cock sucking had to be recent to get a good taste:).
I would pick the way they had the smell of sex still lingering on their bodies as the best thrill though.
Their attire:
Both "A" and "T" had their favorite bits of clothing when they got in that frisky mood, or just wanted to be noticed:)
"A" had two pairs of small tight satin shorts called "hot pants" back then. A black and a maroon pair that left nothing to the imagination. She wore them to a few parties, and a few bars, but mostly would pull them on to entertain me, or "D" when he was over to our apartment. Her camel toe was easy to see, especially in the maroon pair.
I loved watching "D" fondle her when she flaunted her ass and pussy while she had those hot pants on!
They both had pairs of real tight jeans, so tight they had to lie down on the bed to pull them on....I loved to watch that exercise:). "T" had a pair of tight black stretch pants..... this is before the wonderful invention of yoga pants. They where made of some synthetic material and fit het like a second skin. She would wear those when we would go to a Toronto rock &roll club called Route 66. Lots of eyes on her then...both male and female.
I was heavily into motorcycles the, and "T" also learned to ride & had her own bike, but what I remember most was her black leather pants that she would wear when riding....and after some pleading from me she would often wear them when not riding....I loved checking out the guys checking her out:)
Both had a few pairs of CFM heels....not as tall a heel as 6", maybe 4" but very sexy. Both had a great selection of sexy but classy bras and panties(I bought most of "T's" gear and half of what was in "A's" drawer)….shelf bras and bikini panties..."A" did the garters and stockings more often. "T" brought those weapons out when she wanted to get pregnant:).
Does anyone remember "chockers"? Basically looked like a caller, but was satin or velvet material. "A" wore a black satin one a few times. It had a small bit of cheep jewelry attached on the front. I don't know why, but when she wore that choker I just couldn't take my eyes of her for long. Maybe it was a early BDSM thing? Whatever, she looked so hot while wearing it.
Like I said earlier, "T" had a great pair of black leather pants...tight of course. She sat on my face once while wearing them, but took them off before we got them all wet....me from the outside, her from the inside:).
Both had a good selection of short skirts and dresses, and both had a couple of satin blouses that I liked. The only real trashy and slutty dress that "T" wore was a red velvet number that left a lot of skin uncovered. Very short with thin straps trying to hold up the bit of material covering her lovely tits(34B and firm back then...still very nice now as well). She wore that dress out to dinner and bar hopping twice I think. The men there seemed to enjoy the show(got a couple of thumbs up), while most of the women glared at her....lol.
Short skirts and panty hose in winter while in summer the panty hose was usually left off because both had lovely tanned legs....tanned by the sun:). Garters for "A" on entertainment evenings mainly. "A" thought she had to work a bit harder at being sexy vs the competition back then. I never thought that, but didn't interfere when she thought that she needed to exhibit a bit more skin, or wear that push up bra etc...….I'm not the smartest guy, but knew when to keep my yap shut & just watch:).
"T" was just naturally sexy without trying hard...long legs, tight ass, and a stride that caught every mans eye(her stride through the crowd was what first caught my eye....I was doomed from then on). At this time she doesn't consider herself an attractive and sexy MILF, but when she want's to she could easily attract a group of men that would love to fuck her:).
Being Programmed:
So easy for hot women to program us. I think that the main reason I now am basically a sissy bi cock sucker is because "T" has denied me cock access(that started years ago). She would play little mind games that focused on my inability to stay hard and please her....although in reality she never intended to let me IN even if I had a 4 hour woody.
She did allow me oral access to her lovely tasty pussy....then push me away after she was satisfied. I know that she had no intention of helping me cum through any effort on her part. If I headed for my office or washroom to jack off, she did not like that action either. Told me it was a disgusting habit, and that I needed "therapy".
I know now that she was just mind fucking me, and I fell right into it....started following her around like a puppy:).
The chastity program and my submissiveness is the result of her "programming" me. I'm not ready to confess to her that I like wearing panties and sucking alpha cock just yet(maybe never). Some days I think she would accept the news, other days not so much.
"A" easily programmed me into being that cuckolded husband that will wait for his turn, or instructions specifying what she would like....At first it was to wait my turn, then it was to watch and clean her cream pie after her lover(usually "D") had left, then I had to perform that oral duty while he watched etc.
She did try once to push my head down towards his cock, but like a dummy I didn't take the hint. A great opportunity lost then.
Now I am programmed somewhat by my alpha cop friend. He calls last minute & wants a blow job. I can't always accommodate him and that results in ridicule then a long non contact period that makes me think his cock is being sucked by another sissy fag:).
Eating the cum:
My first taste was off my fist after jacking off as a young teen. It wasn't vanilla ice cream, but wasn't revolting either. I rarely licked it off back then.... not like today:)
Got quickly into the hot thrill of eating the lovely cream pies that I would help create. Mainly to make sure that my date received full attention and got her jollies off as well. I was never put off by the taste.... in fact I enjoyed the act of eating our pussy/cum recipe:)….. maybe the taste was more sour than sweet for sure, but not at all revolting with a fairly thin viscosity.
The only time I would get the thicker wads was when I was blasted onto her tummy or back. It wouldn't be until "A" started cuckolding me with more men that I started to taste the variety. The amount and thickness(viscosity) also would vary a bit between the men....again, nothing grossly distasteful. Maybe I just ignored that potential because the act of eating another mans cum from your wife's pussy was so hot and humiliating all at the same time....recalling the taste is difficult...remembering the act is easy:)
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