Our Hotwives

Hello Cuckoldresses, Cucks, and Wannabes everywhere. Long time lurker here, very rare poster…
Right now, it looks like my beautiful Queen and I are about to embark on an exciting ride and I figured I’d chronicle it here for posterity and to give a little back to this great forum…
As most do, I’ll start by sharing a bit about our background to put current events into context…

2015
We were introduced by a mutual friend. My buddy told me to skip the gym, put on something nice, and come out because he thought I’d like this girl. All he told me about her was that she had amazing tits. I was skeptical and a bit leary because her female friend was also there, one I had wound up in bed with undexpectedly the previous weekend. Also, my buddy didn’t know about the hookup, which made things even more awkward.
I found out later from J, that she had no intention of hooking up with me because her friend had told her I was off limits (due to the previous weekend’s surprise fornication). As she tells it, that was until I walked in the door and she thought to herself “Shit. I’m going to be in trouble…”
Long story short, J can be mischievous as hell after a couple drinks. Everytime her friend turned her back, she was pushing the envelope on the flirting with me. At one point, as she was sitting on her barstool and I stood next to her chatting, I accidentally spilled a splash of my whiskey on her exposed thigh. She acted offended and demanded that I clean up the mess. I awkwardly grabbed a bar napkin to wipe off her thigh and she said “No, get down there and lick it up”. Needless to say, she had my attention…

The following weekend was a 3 day weekend where we had Monday off. We ended up going out on our first official date that Thursday, and went back to my place for some heavy making out and me going down on her… a lot.

We both decided to take Friday off and just spent the day getting to know each other and fooling around (lots more cunnilingus, no release for me). Friday rolled into Saturday and before we knew it it was Monday evening and we hadn’t left my small little house once in 4 days. Somewhere during that time she finally let me fuck her, and she decided that I was way better in the oral department than I was in the dick department.
She later told me that her friend had talked up my endowment quite a bit, and said that I was incredible in bed. J agreed with her fully on my oral skills but when she first saw my dick she admitted that the first thought that went through her head was “That lying bitch!”

I tell that first part of the story partly because I love it, but also to say that during that first weekend we delved into our kinks, turn-ons, and favorite porn search terms. I was pretty hesitant to admit mine but J was pretty forceful in demanding that I spill my guts. I admitted that the cuckold genre was my favorite. It took some explaining on what that term meant, and I used the film series “Screw my wife, please” as an example. She then floored me by admitting that that she loved those films, and others like it. The idea of forcing her man to watch a better endowed lover service her was a big turn-on for her. She never thought there were guys that were actually into that though.

That took us to the predictable first objection to ever doing that for real…”I could never be ok with you being with another woman and I know you’d want to be.”

We had already been talking about the FLR dynamic, and I admitted that I had a solution for any concerns she had about my fidelity… I happened to have a chastity cage from a previous relationship. Again, more explaining required… then she was super excited to see it and demanded that I produce it immediately.

The cage happened to be in a big duffel bag that I had with a lot of other toys, restraints, etc. I didn’t want to freak her out by springing all of that on her. I figured she might be turned off by a bunch of sex toys that I had used with previous lovers. So I tried to stall and make space so I could retrieve the cage without letting her see the duffel bag.

Her spidey sense immediately lit up that I was being evasive and she demanded that I get the cage right that minute. She knew I knew where it was, and she demanded to see what else I kept with it that I didn’t want her to see….

Every bit of stalling, begging, and pleading on my part only made her more demanding and bossy that I produce the cage immediately. She was clearly enjoying my embarrassment and wasn’t let me wriggle off the hook. Finally I gave up and pulled the duffel bag out of the closet. I still tried to unzip it just a little and fish around inside for the cage but she snatched the bag out of my hands immediately.

She took it to the bedroom, unzipped it and dumped it out on the bed and her eyes got as big as saucers. The grin on her face was just plain evil. She sat down on the bed and starting going through it, sifting through everything… There were a few different dildos of various sizes, several butt plugs, leather wrist and ankle restraints, spreader bars, ropes, etc.

I sheepishly pointed out the small box that the cage was in, and she pulled it out and examined it with that grin.
After what seemed like an eternity but was probably just a few seconds, she looked up at me and uttered one word…
“Strip”

I stammered that I was going to throw away most of that stuff and just hadn’t gotten around to it. That I wasn’t trying to spring all that on her, I just wanted to show her the cage…

More firmly, she repeated herself. “I said… Strip.”
(To be continued)

Wow! What a start robyoir relationship! Eagerly waiting to hear more! Thank you for sharing your experience with us!

A few weeks or months later…

Needless to say, our first date lasted 4 days but the relationship was cemented. Her friend stopped talking to her. I met her parents. We continued to explore the FLR dynamic…

As a fun way to share kinky ideas with each other, we both created a Tumblr account so we could share things we found hot and send eachother semi-public teases throughout the day.

Some of my Tumblr followers had commented that they’d like to hear more about our dynamic from her, in her words. I encouraged her to write, because I wanted her to explain what she found hot about it. She finally relented, and the following is what she wrote:

“In the beginning...

When he pulled out this big, black bag I had to wonder. After our conversations earlier in the night I am aware of his turn ons. I know what gets him going. I know what he likes. So what was in the bag?

I grab the bag from his hands and unzip it. Inside I find a ball gag, two or three anal plugs, vibrators, lubricants, a big dildo…and the cage.

Usually I am the one being dominated. I am the type that likes to be treated like a slut in the bedroom. It turns me on to have a man force me to suck his dick or force his cock into my ass. After seeing this bag of toys, I can only assume my submissiveness is going to be taken to another level.

Little did I know that my role was going to change…and I would enjoy the fuck out of it.

I made him put the cage on. I was excited to take control and lock him up. To see the look in his eyes: fear, angst, love, excitement, all gave me power. His cock was mine now. I get to use it when I want to. I get to control how and when he touches it, touches me. He can only get hard or come when I allow it.

I tell him to lock it and give me the key. Only I have the power to release him. But I still need my orgasms. I still need to be fucked. Even if it isn’t by him. So I pull out a few toys from the bag. I tell him to lick me. I love making him taste me when he can’t even touch himself. My fingers find a way around the big dido in the bag and I present it to him. “Use this to fuck me”, I say to him. His eyes widen in surprise, but there is some excitement as he takes the dildo from me and obeys my demands.

Slowly, almost unsure, he slides the massive cock inside of me. To watch me get so much pleasure from something other than him has to be painful for him. He can’t even get a hard on right now. I tell him to fuck me harder, make me cum. I tell him to lick me as he fucks me with the dildo. As I climax I pull the dildo away and push his face into my soaking wet pussy. “Lick it up”. He obeys. God it turns me on how he submits to my demands without question. He loves every bit of it.

Just wait until it’s another man he is cleaning up after instead of a dildo.”
 
That’s all for now. This is all ancient history. There have been many fun times, near misses, and lulls and restarts in our FLR/cuckold dynamic over the years. I’ll try to capture the more noteworthy experiences and bring you guys up to speed to current events. I probably won’t post any of this until current events play out though. I don’t want to jinx it…

Stay tuned.

What a wonderful way to start the narrative. I enjoy the way you write….

I'm hooked!

When you find the ideal wife.

2/24/24
Fast-forwarding now to some recent events… I want to capture last weekend before it fades in my memory.

She had been talking to a different former lover of hers from about 10-15 years prior and it sounded like things might heat up on that front (I’ll call him L). She had gone out on one date with him earlier in the week to catch up, but all they did was catch up. Clothes stayed on…

Then, Friday night, she decided to unlock me to allow me to get hard. She was very clear that I wasn’t allowed to get off, she was just going to play with her penis for a while and then it was going back in its cage.

As I was getting unlocked and getting into bed, she told me that K had reached out to her earlier and asked what we were up to that night. I told her she was welcomed to invite him to join us for our usual Friday night ritual of me grilling up steaks on our back patio. I just asked her to let me know soon so I could pull another one out of the freezer for him.

After being locked up without release for a couple weeks, I was extremely sensitive and was going to have a hard time stopping her before I came. She started playing with me and almost immediately her Apple watch vibrated with an incoming text. She stopped, sent a quick text back and went back to stroking me… “He’ll be over here around 8” was all she said. And I prematurely ejaculated immediately. I hadn’t even gotten fully hard yet, which was rather embarrassing.

She was angry at me for losing control, but got over it quickly because we needed to get dressed. It was about 7:30 and he’d be here shortly. She told me to put the cage back on, get dressed, and get a steak out of the freezer for him.

Per J’s instructions, I thawed a steak for him and turned the hot tub on to preheat. When he arrived, I said hello and then mostly stayed in the back yard tending to the coals while J and K caught up in the kitchen. K felt like they should come hang out on the patio with me but J insisted that I was fine cooking dinner for them on my own.

Eventually, we had a great dinner together and everyone seemed relaxed. After dinner, I asked J and K if they planned to get in the hot tub or if I should shut it off. I didn’t want to waste the propane if they weren’t in the mood for the hot tub. K said he had a swimsuit in his car and that he would go get it. Jackie just laughed and said that we always just go naked in the hot tub, and that she had no intention of putting a suit on. He laughed and went along with it.

I started turning lights off in the house so the lights didn’t flood the backyard through the windows. By the time I stepped outside, J and K were both completely naked and making their way towards the hot tub. I could see immediately that K was probably as thick or thicker than I am hard while he was still completely limp. Apparently J’s memory of him not being all that big might have been a bit off.

I asked if I could join them in the hot tub and they both said sure. As I started to get undressed, I commented to J that this was a bit awkward. She asked why, and I said something along the lines of “I guess we’ll need to explain the cage”…

She laughed but didn’t say anything. I got undressed rather sheepishly and got into the hot tub as quickly as I could. I wasn’t sure whether he had seen the cage as I got in, but he didn’t mention it if he did.

After a bit of chitchat in the tub, I asked K if J had told him much about our dynamic. I knew he knew that she was free to have sex with him, but I sensed he was a bit tentative about how to proceed.

I started somewhat awkwardly by telling him that we were into a bit of a power exchange role-play type thing in the bedroom and…
She cut me off and corrected me by saying “No, there’s no power exchange. I have all the power, he has none. And it hasn’t been role-play for a long time. This is just how things work for us…”

Somewhat sheepishly, I continued. I explained that I was submissive to her in the bedroom and that she kept me in a chastity cage pretty much 24/7. I explained that it turned us both on for her to take other lovers, and that I get off on seeing her get as much pleasure as possible. I summed it up by saying that she’s in charge, and when he’s here with her, he should consider them on the date, the couple, whatever. I’m just happy to be able to be here to see it.

K took it all in stride and said that sounded like a pretty hot dynamic. Jackie then said she was getting too hot and sat up on the edge of the tub. She spread her legs about as wide as they would go and said she needed her feet rubbed, extending one foot to each of us in the tub. We both started rubbing her feet and continued chatting, as though this was completely normal.

I don’t remember anything that was said after that because I was too busy staring at her pussy spread open on display for us. Finally, I commented to K that I was pretty sure she had it spread open for us because it needed to be eaten. I almost took the initiative to jump between her legs and start eating her, just to get her warmed up. Before I could though, he jumped up and said something to the effect of “Oh, am I being too timid here?” before diving between her legs.

She left her one foot in my hands and told me to keep rubbing her while he started eating her out. As she started moaning and getting into it, 3 of our dogs decided that must mean she needed attention from them. She shooed them away once or twice before I got up out of the tub and called them inside.

I knew she would prefer to be alone with K to get into the moment with him so I announced to whoever was listening that I needed to use the bathroom. The dogs and I then went inside.

Fortunately, it was a warm evening and we had the windows open in the house. I went into our darkened dining room and watched him eat her out on the side of the hot tub. She didn’t orgasm but she was clearly enjoying herself.

Eventually, they got out of the hot tub and started drying off. I backed away from the window so I didn’t look too creepy when they came inside. When they did, they strolled through naked and she called out to me that K was taking her back to our bedroom to fuck her.

I mumbled “yes, ma’am” rather sheepishly and mentioned that condoms were on the bedstand. I asked if they could leave the door to the bedroom opened and she just said “yeah, yeah…” as they walked into the bedroom.

Previously, and with her consent, I had placed a Ring camera on the dresser. This allowed me to view the action without being in the room disturbing them. I was able to stand just outside the door in the hallway, where they couldn’t see me but I could hear everything very clearly. I could watch the action on my phone with the volume turned down…

The woman that I saw in that room behaved completely differently than I’ve ever seen my wife behave in bed. I’ve often complained that she never gets up from laying down on her back when we’re having play time. I go down on her, and the most she does for me is a handjob while she’s laying next to me, or occasionally she’ll let me fuck her after I get her off with my mouth. Blowjobs are almost non-existant, and she is never very active.
With K on the other hand, she started out by climbing on top of him and straddling his face while she reached back and stroked his cock. She then turned around into a 69 and started sucking and stroking him while he ate her out.

By this time, they seemed to have forgotten I was there. I had my head around the corner of the door watching directly.
Once they were done with the 69 she laid down and he got on top of her. The sound that escaped her lips as he entered her is one I hope I’ll never forget. It was slightly pained, guttural, and much louder and more intense than any noise she’s ever made with me.

What followed was 45 minutes of intense fucking, combined with constant vocals from her that were much more intense than anything I’ve heard before. She’s very flexible, and soon he had her legs behind her own arms with her feet by her ears as he pounded the hell out of her. His cock looked massive as he smashed down on her slim hips with her feet behind her head. Soon, her body went tense and she shuddered through what appeared to be a strong orgasm. (She has never orgasmed from intercourse with me.)

Eventually, they rolled over and she got on top of him to start riding. (I don’t think she’s done that with me except possibly when we first started dating.) She was controlling the action and started grinding her hips back and forth hard. I was shocked to see her body tense up and go completely rigid, and then start twitching and spasming uncontrollably as she let out another deep guttural groan.

Once that passed, she breathlessly and somewhat sheepishly commented to him “Man, I had forgotten how good you are.”
She then immediately started grinding her hips even harder and faster than she had the first time and her body went even more rigid and then shook much more violently. The look on her face was the most intense thing I had ever seen. It was as if she was in intense pain or possibly being electrocuted. Her screams sounded almost surprised, as though she hadn’t experienced anything quite so intense as that before.

She then collapsed off him and lay beside him catching her breath. K was still rock hard and had not come yet.

They proceeded to cuddle and talk about what they could remember of the last time they had had sex, 10+ years ago. They laughed that neither one remembered very much.

I had backed away to the other bedroom to give them some privacy as they pillow-talked. I did overhear him asking more about our dynamic. I didn’t catch the whole conversation but I did hear her telling him that I’d do whatever she said in the bedroom. She told him that if he hadn’t worn a condom and had come in her, she probably would have told me to come in and lick her clean afterwards.

He also asked if I would service him if she told him to. She said that she wasn’t into seeing that but if she told me to, I would comply.
After about 10 minutes of them chatting, I heard her yell out from the bedroom. “Get in here, slave! My wine glass is empty!”
K protested that he could get her some more wine. She corrected him and told him to stay in bed. That’s what her slave was for.
“Yes, Ma’am.” I called out and came into the room, still naked except for my cage. I grabbed her glass and politely asked him if he would like anything. It was unnerving standing next to our bed with them reclining and cuddling naked together in it.

The fact that right then, it effectively wasn’t my bed, and that I had no marital privileges in it was jarring. Having her order me around in front of someone else was definitely humiliating and unexpected. It was a rush for our respective roles to made as undeniably real as they were in that moment. This wasn’t a game anymore. She was naked with another man, and I was expected to wait on them hand and foot or she legitimately would have been very upset with me. She was so nonchalant about ordering me around in front of him that I don’t think it was for my benefit.
She often orders me around that way in private when she’s feeling flirty or sexual with me, never in front of others though. With K though, our dynamic was out in the open, so she naturally defaulted to giving orders to her slave and expected obedience. It just seemed like the natural order of things. It put me in a new level of subspace to assume this role in front of K though.

When I came back with her drink, I asked if they minded if I sat with them. They seemed like they were done with playtime, and were just relaxing naked and chatting. I felt somewhat sheepish sitting there with my cage on while she lay there with her legs spread open to him as he sat between her legs stroking her leg as they chatted.

Soon, I felt an overwhelming need to be closer to her. I got up off my side of the bed and asked if she wanted a shoulder rub. She accepted my offer and I sat on her side of the bed and rubbed her shoulders while they chatted. Soon she laid back down and I took it as my cue to go down on her.

She just asked “Oh, is it your turn now?”, spread her legs, and guided my head down between her legs. K made some comment about how hot it was and I proceeded to give her one more small orgasm with my mouth. As soon as I was done, I saw that he was fully hard again and he immediately took his place between her legs and fucked her one more time…still without ever coming. When they were done, she commented to me…”See, I told you he can go all night.”

That was a few weeks ago and we’ve talked about it plenty since then. When we do have playtime, she teases me about how much thicker K is, and how she could barely feel me when she finally unlocked me after he left.

I had been wondering if that had been a one-off thing or how often he might be coming over in the future. We had a couple guys on deck from the dating site that she had expressed interest in going out with at some point. On Monday of this week though, one day after she got done with her period, she informed me that K had texted her and said he was ready for another play date. She told me that he’ll be coming over this weekend. I told her to let me know what they want me to prepare for dinner for them.

Stay tuned…

Thanks for the updates wanderlust. This is so hot that you got serve J and K. Hopefully you get time to post an update on K's visit this weekend.

Thanks Wanderlust,

Wonderful to Hear how your Wonderful Mistress is now embrazing Her freedom to threat you as a slave and make you serve both Her and Her new favorite (?) lover.

One question, in your first post you told us that the only thing your friend introducing the two of you had told you was that J had wonderful breasts. Her girlfriend had obviously exagerated your dick size; but you never told us if your friend had exagerated? I am a very submissive male and firmly believe that a Lady with Big Breasts are entitled to enslave Her male.... Does Jackie have large breasts and do you think this is contributing to Her self-confidence, knowing that Her bust will help Her control both Her slave and Her lovers?

Sincerely
elina

Thank you for sharing your recent experience. It must have been so hot to be called as slave and serve Her during someone else is there present.

Looking forward to hearing more from the start too.