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Creamed

October 23, 2011

That was a delicious dinner Princess. You can get me another glass of wine before you clean up the kitchen.

 

Take off your pants. I want to watch you in your pretty knickers while you fold the laundry.

 

No, you’re not getting sex tonight, but you can let my sweater puppies out before you file and massage my feet.

 

Do you want to nurse, Baby? You don’t need a towel; just keep your panties on.

 

That’s it…rub yourself against the couch while you drink Mommy’s milk. Maybe I’ll let you do this the next time I’m with my lover…if you’re a good boy.

 

I’m still looking for a man for you to fluff. You’re going to be a good little cock-sucker, aren’t you Princess?

 

You know that eventually I’m going to expect my sissy to do more than suck cock, right?

 

Don’t worry, the first time I’ll hold you just like this. You can nurse and I’ll stroke your back and help you relax while he enters you.

 

Maybe he’ll let you call him ‘Daddy’. Would you like that Princess? Nursing on Mommy’s breast while Daddy takes your chocolate-cherry.

 

After that you can be a pretty-little fuck-toy for my lovers…a perfectly complete sissy.

 

Just picture it Baby…I can be out with one man while you service another.

 

That’s it…fill those pretty panties with your cream.

 

Sit up and let me see. Oh look, you spilled some on the couch. Lick it all up, Sissy.

 

You’d better get used to the taste. I have a feeling you’ll be drinking a lot of it soon.

 

You can get dressed for work now Princess, but leave those wet panties on…as a reminder of what’s to come.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

Cuckold Aftermath

September 3, 2010

The three of us sat outside for quite awhile after our play-time; looking up at the stars, basking in the afterglow of the experience and debriefing. Just before we went to bed LB suggested to ♀ that she allow me to have an orgasm, even if she just let me masturbate. They shared a long passionate kiss and then we retired for the night. We got busy and I didn’t last long. That wasn’t a surprise considering my last orgasm was Tuesday and it wad been a very sexually charged few days. What was a surprise was that ♀ had another big O and when we woke up the next morning she had yet another big O.

 

You might have thought that with all the sex she had while we were at Casa del Rudy she’d have had enough for awhile, but you’d have thought wrong. She gave herself an orgasm in the car before we even got to the border line up and 30 minutes after walking in our front door I was well on my way to giving her yet another one.

 

But she was sore after that. She was actually waddling from room to room as we unpacked. I don’t know if it was more sex than when we first met, but it was definitely more vigorous. I drew her a hot bath with Epsom salts to soak her raw red cunt before I left for work. I turned my phone on 8 hours later when I was on my way home and there was a text from ♀:  OMG, I just had another big O!

 We’ve fucked every afternoon since we’ve been home and she’s jilled-off every night after I’ve left for work.

 

But as great as it was watching Lord Batsu fuck her brains out and as much fun as her hyper-sex-drive has been, last weekend will be remembered for something much greater. The reason our scene worked so well is all three of us bought into our individual roles. ♀ really was the hot-wife, I was the cuckold and LB truly was the bull. LB & LBJ talked at length to ♀ about the value of having a persona to step into.

 

Lord Batsu is, for the most part, separate from LB. It’s a persona he’s developed over time and that really struck a chord with ♀.  SSS is my persona, but it has become so intertwined with who I am it’s difficult to tell one from the other. Family and friends see my painted toe-nails, they see me waiting on her hand a foot…even if they don’t know any of the other details, everyone knows I’m her bitch. I think that’s the reason why we never considered it as an option for ♀.

 

She’s sure been considering it since we’ve been home. She’s been absolutely giddy at the possibilities of having a sexy new persona to play with…to explore with. She’s trying not to have any preconceptions about who this new persona will be and what will turn her crank. The possibilities are endless and we are both very excited. It feels like the very beginning of SSS…all shiny and new and a whole new world is hers to discover.

 

The only problem has been putting a name to this persona. It needs to reflect who she is now, but also be flexible enough to fit as this persona evolves. And with no idea who or what it’ll evolve into it was proving difficult to find a name for this unknown entity. SSS was an immediate fit for me and ♀ was looking for that same kind of eureka moment. My vote was for “Whore the Explorer’, but she didn’t think so.

 

We were walking along the beach brain-storming Wednesday afternoon,  just tossing out possibilities. ♀ liked ‘Okusan’…the Japanese word for someones wife. I suggested ‘Bitch’. It can be dominate, as in she can be a bitch to me. It can be submissive, as in someones bitch. And it can be purely sexual, as in a horny little bitch.

 

So ladies and gentlemen we are pleased to introduce to you Okusan Bitch!

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

Cuckold Foreword

September 2, 2010

♀ & I had our first cuckolding scene this past weekend. I’m not sure that either of us had a clear idea of what to expect, but the end result was beyond our wildest expectations. This was an important step for us and I really want to capture it…not just for you, the reader, but also for us to look back on…so it might take several posts to get it all out.

 

Do you remember me telling you about ♀ getting fondled at the last Exploratorium? During a brief conversation I had with Lord Batsu he suggested that ♀ & I come and visit he & his wife to further explore…ummm…stuff. At the time I sort of thought it was like saying  ’let’s do lunch’. I mentioned it to ♀ and she liked the idea, but neither of us was sure if  he was serious. Exploratorium is a great way to try new activities, but you really don’t get the chance to have long in depth discussions with anyone.  It just seemed strange that he would invite us to his home.

 

I wrote a couple of posts about that Exploratorium and Lord Batsu emailed me and again suggested a visit. I forwarded his email to ♀ and told her it would be best if she dealt with LB directly. I wanted to be absolutely certain that I wasn’t pushing her into this and if she really was going to cuckold me, making the arrangements herself would be hotter.

 

A couple of emails  later and a date was picked and then things got off track. So we regrouped, took another of Jennifer’s excellent classes and a new date was picked. We still had no idea what to expect, but felt like we (♀ & I) were on the same page.

 

In the weeks leading up to our visit an impressive number of scenarios were included in our pillow talk. Most of these ‘what-ifs’ were discussed at length when we weren’t humping and for the most part we were able to agree on what we would do in these situations. Of all the unknowns (and there were lots of them) LB’s wife seemed to cause  the most concern. ♀ was convinced that there would need to be something in this for her…it couldn’t be all about ♀.

LB knows we’re interested in cuckolding.

Yes, but still.

We agreed that ‘swapping’ wasn’t going to work for us.

I know, but…

You said you didn’t know if you could stand seeing me with another woman and I promised you that if you didn’t want that to happen it didn’t need to happen. Ever.

Maybe cuckolding is only going to work with single men.

You want Lord Batsu to be your first play partner.

Maybe he’ll fuck us both while you watch.

Maybe she’ll want to peg me.

Maybe you could give her oral.

Maybe…

 

We were in a love shop about a week before our trip and ♀ found an adorable Baby-doll nightie and some gorgeous thigh-high stockings with bows at the top. I bought them for her, but she refused to model them for me. She was saving them for Lord Batsu.

 

We had sex on Tuesday and after we’d finished she announced that that was to be my last orgasm until the weekend. The next morning she told me she’d masturbated after I’d left for work. I asked if she would reconsider not having sex with me until the weekend. She said she’d been thinking about that and she wasn’t sure if she’d even let me have sex then…she might make me wait until we got home.

 

She masturbated every night after I left for work and every morning she told me a different LB fantasy that had got her off. On Friday we picked out our clothes and lingerie and toys and lubes and safe-sex supplies. Then it was time to shave her. It needed to be perfect and  that meant much touching and of course that got her going again. I gave her the tongue test to make sure she was as smooth as possible, but when she started playing she pushed me away and said I could only watch. It didn’t take long for her to tell me to start licking again. Then she wanted to be fingered. Then she wanted my cock, but she absolutely did not want me to come.

 

I was sooo horny. It took more self control then I knew I had, but I did it. She orgasmed on my cock while I fucked her and when she was done she pushed me off and flicked the end of my penis like she was shooting a crokinole disk off the tip of it. All things considered I was pretty darn impressed with myself, but all she said was if I’d come after she’d told me not to, I would have been in serious shit.

 

More soon,

cheers,

♀ & sss