Happy Wife Reflections
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If the very thought of your Wife with another man arouses you like no other then please enjoy my stories (short and long) of the way of life us cuckolds love. I also love the concept of interracial loving between two consenting couples. And finally: If you are under 18 - Please leave now.
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"Then tell cucky to stop staring if it makes you uncomfortable. I don't care if he watches or not."
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"Gerald. Doesn't it humiliate you to see me and Marcus making love?"
“Don’t worry about me My Love. Marcus and i have an understanding.”
“What kind of understanding could that possibly be?”
“That i could be beside you when you are doing it without protection.”
“Oh he told you about that did he?"
“Of course he did. Him and i have been friends for a long time. It was me who brought you both together.”
“Oh did you now! Well just shut up and keep out of the way while we ‘do it’ as you say!”
“I shall keep my mouth closed, which is more that you can say for your legs Dear.”
“GET OUT!”
“Erm! Gretchen here is taking me to a Black Masters’ poker party. She says that I am the prize for the highest hand.”
“To the winner goes the spoils. Is that it?”
“To the winner goes your Missus more like cucky.”
“i think that i got that My Darling. Have fun!”
When I joined the White Mistress Order, my husband, Tim, said that having a different Lover every night could have the effect of emotional and physical exhaustion. He needn't have worried, I always give whichever Black Master is having me that night my very best.
For example, last night when I was being had by one of my favourite Masters, I realised that I was natural White Mistress. I say this because it seemed so natural to me to lift and spread my legs wide to encourage my Lover of that night to pump his seed into me.
So you see Timothy, my little cuckold hubby, I love it - all of it. I love opening my thighs for Black Masters and begging them to flood my womb with their lovely baby making cream. And guess what! I will never be exhausted by it - physically or emotionally.
It was just two years ago that Abi and i made the decision to devote our lives (and her voluptuous body) to the Natural Order. We are now what could be described as 'enthusiastic devotees', and I no longer care who knows or stands in judgement on us.
So when she comes home in the morning all the neighbours can see that my Wife has spent the night pleasing well-hung Masters. And me, being the good hubby i will always welcome her back in the morning ...
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... in the most appropriate cuckold manner. |
“Wonderful? Bloody hilarious more like. Did you see my Jim’s face when I went out the back with big Henry.”
“Oh God yes! And did you see Gerald’s little lump in his trousers when he saw me making out with that other black bloke with the big bulges - everywhere?”
“Well they are both such a couple of cucks aren’t they. Just as well really. So let’s go back in and have a nice time with Henry and Bulgy - whatever his name is. Our hubbies can drink themselves silly while we do what we should have done ages ago.”
“And what’s that Sis?”
“Fuck their brains out!”
“It’s all part of your journey as a total cuckold. Only through humiliation and your unmanning will you finally become what is known as a ‘true cuckold’.”
“Is that why you have bought those panties and other ladies underwear for me?”
“Spot on cuckold! Now get your kit off and start putting them on. You will enjoy it - I promise.”
“I think i am liking it already.”
'Just look at him. Big! Handsome! Confidant! Clearly a Master, who is used to getting what he wants. Jessica tells me that he has been her Sister Marcia's Black Lover for the past three years, and now she's having his second baby her hubby and her have decided to give their little family a normal domestic life.
Jessica told me his name is Errol, and is looking for another Mistress. Is that why he is talking to my husband? I know that Jessica can't volunteer to be his Mistress, because she already has a Master called Noni, and I know that she and her hubby Michael are very happy to be owned by him. So what is James and Errol discussing, and why has James got a small lump in his trousers? Is he getting excited by the thought of me with a Lover? Will he be a good cuckold, like Michael and wear the cuckold's cage on his little willy?
All these questions are notional, and dependant upon if I say yes to being Errol's Mistress. I think it would be rather wonderful to feel a real man's member inside me, but Michael will have to learn that there is more to being a cuckold than just sitting at home while I am being had by my Lover in his bed. But then again, after I arrive home in the morning ...
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... I don't think he will have any problem at all.' |
“Oh yes Master! If you take it easy at first I’m sure it will be fine.”
“You think? You’ve locked your cucky boy away and have never had something as big as me inside you before. Or have you?”
“No one else Master. But I have been practicing with a strap-on.”
“I see! And who was wearing it?”
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“Do you really have to ask?” |
“Realize it? i arranged it.”
“Yes I know. But everything will change after this.”
“Do you mean me no longer feeling wretched that i can’t satisfy you. Or do you mean that i will no longer be sick with worry that you have left me for a better man.”
“Well that’s all to the good then. But somehow I think that you are going to enjoy this just as much as me.”
“It’s the sacrifice that i shall just have to put up with Dear.”
“Oh! No reason!”
“Really? Can I ask you again? Why are you checking your breasts. Those very same breasts that have been increasing in size recently.”
“Well! It may be a shock to you, but you may as well know that I am having Master’s child.”
“A shock? Every night he has been with you I have been there beside the bed wearing a restraint on my little penis, with your unconsumed birth pills hanging on a loop around my neck. And I have suffered the embarrassment of knowing that each and every time he ejaculates in you that he does so into your unprotected body. So ask me again why you think it is such a shock that he has knocked you up.”
“Maybe ‘shock’ is too strong a word. How about total ‘humiliation’, or ‘less than a man’ or ‘emasculation’. Would they be more appropriate cucky?”
“Of course they would Dear.”
Mark always like to arrive early at our house and always appreciates the preparations I have made in readiness for their loving day together. I will have helped Brenda prepare for the day with him, and I always ensure that she is wearing something sexy and revealing for his arrival. Likewise, I will have prepared our marriage bed for them with fresh sheets and soft pillows, and they will know that I am just outside the bedroom door, waiting for their permission to enter when they are finished.
As an experienced and enthusiastic cuckold, I always enjoy listening to Brenda giving herself, body and soul, to her young and vigorous Lover. I have listened so many times at the door in these past few years that I can always tell when they are becoming satiated and their last intimate moments are happening. And that is when I get ready ...
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... to enjoy their thanks for my preparations. |
"I wasn't going to, then you said something that changed my mind."
"Oh really! What on earth could i have said that changed your mind?"
"You said that if I went with a Big Black Master, then you would have to become a submissive sissy willy-caged cuckold."
"So what! How did that change your mind?"
"It wasn't what you said. It was the way you said it."
"Really! How did I say it?"
"Like it was an ambition Dear."
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"You know me so well My Love." |
Deven is like a machine. He is a tender and attentive Lover, but when we are in bed and my legs are open for him he goes for so long thrusting his big rod in me that I just cling on for dear life.
It's not that I'm complaining. After eight years of marriage to 'one-shot, three-minutes' Gerald, a good 'seeing to' is something that is very much welcome.
Our relationship is a whole lot more than just animal lust and as a cuckolding threesome we are very happy in each other's company. And Deven and my hubby have developed a good relationship too. So much so ...
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... that it borders on the very personal. |
I think she was trying to tell me of her devotion to Raoul, but it wasn't until she told me that she was pregnant that I knew she had been letting him ejaculate into her fertile young body. And i knew that I was now a weak cuckold.
Although I knew that I was no longer Jennifer's main man, i was in a form of denial. She had told me that she was now growing Raoul's baby inside her but I hadn't embraced the reality of my cuckolding; that is until I came home early from work one afternoon.Reality can really bite, can't it fellow cuckold's. As I stood in the bedroom door and looked on at my Wife being tenderly held by her Master, I finally understood that I was the lesser man in her life.
After that fateful day, when i had opened the bedroom door, i had made it a habit to come home early and find Jennifer and Raoul together. i don't know if my soulful unhappy face ever made Jennifer think twice about humiliating me with her love for her Black Master. But from that day until this ... ... Raoul has been, is still, and will always be my Wife's Black Master.