We Can Do Better

The dance was only about half over when I saw Melissa heading for the door holding hands with a guy, pulling him towards the exit and the stairs to the hotel upstairs. We had a room on the 2nd floor and I knew that was where they were headed. I gulped down the remaining drops of whisky in my glass and quickly followed, catching up to them on the stairs.

"Oh Hi Honey." Melissa said, "This is Marc, Marc, this is my husband."

I said my name as he reached down to shake my hand, his grip was strong and his big hand engulfed my little hand, squeezing my fingers.

"We're going to the room, you going to join us?" Melissa said, smiling at me, then at Marc, who didn't seem to show any concern one way or the other.

"I'd love to." I replied, "That is, if you don't mind." I looked at him first, he shook his head, he didn't mind, in fact his mind was on Melissa, dressed in her little mini dress with no panties, as she headed up the stairs, lifting her skirt, smiling back at us, saying, "Are you coming or not?"

We both stepped up the pace and we were on our floor in a seconds, as I went ahead to unlock the door and let them in, standing to the side to let them pass.

It went from 0 to 60 in 7 seconds I swear. Melissa was in his arms kissing him before I could get my jacket off, and she was undoing his pants seconds later. I stepped behind her and pulled her mini dress off over her head, pulling her back toward me displaying my wife big soft hangers and smooth shaved pussy to Marc, who stood back, enjoying the view as Melissa spread her legs and showed him what she looked like in nothing but stiletto heels. I could see her pussy lips in the bureau mirror, her bare slit was glistening wet, because she was so horny from dancing with Marc, and the anticipation of bringing him back to our hotel room.

He got down in front of her, kneeling between her legs, his mouth on her cunt, licking, lapping rather, her wetness, as she moaned and twisted in my arms, gasping as his tongue touched her clit. She was moaning quite loud, obviously enjoying it, I felt her legs get weak, as she had a mini orgasm, relying on me to hold her up, which I did, feeling her body shudder as I held her. 

I pulled her back toward the bed, flopping down with her still in my arms, on top of me now, her legs spread as Marc shoved his pants down around his ankles and kicked them off, his cock, which was big and thick, and hard....was ready for Melissa. He pulled his golf shirt off over his head and dropped it to the floor, and stood in between my wife's open legs, looking like a god, all muscle and cock, his hard shaft poised at the entrance to my wife.

She was still on top of me when he entered her. I gasped with her when her body reacted to his hard cock spreading her open, and she lifted her bum off of me to take him. I held her tits in my hands, her hair hanging in my face, as they started to move above me, Marc half standing half leaning over the bed, sliding inside of her, deeper and deeper, as she gasped and moaned, and I could feel the pleasure coursing through her body. My cock hardened and ached beneath her, pressing into her body, as I wiggled up on the bed, until I was out from underneath her, with my legs open, her head resting on my cock. She reached up over her head and grabbed my arms, holding me, making me part of the experience, which was fantastic.

They fucked hard for several minutes, his body taut, hers supple and wiggling, her legs held in his hands, lifted high, her heels held on by the ankles straps. I watched her toes, they were curling and uncurling, a sure sign of her coming orgasm. I listened to the "phuck-phuck-phuck" sounds of his cock driving in and out of my wife's pussy, as her body suddenly stiffened and she grabbed my arms, squeezing until she pinched, and came, with a scream that I am sure disturbed the folks in the neighboring hotel rooms. But it was fantastic, she is fantastic, and being part of that is so exhilarating!

Afterwards, after Marc had cum, filling her with his jism, she allowed me to clean her up, while she laid back on the bed, smoking a cigarette and talking with Marc, one hand stroking his cock, telling him how wonderful it was, and how big, and how much she enjoyed it.

I was licking her cunny, when she told him to take my pants off. I didn't stop, although I kind of winced a bit, that kind of surprised me, but he didn't hesitate. he grabbed my feet and pulled off my shoes, dropping them on the floor, then grabbed my pant legs and started pulling. I had to tell him to stop, while I undid my belt, because all he was doing was pulling me across the bed, away from her. I undid my belt and pants snap, and he yanked, pulling my pants off in one pull and fired them on the floor.

"Thanks" Melissa said to Marc, smiling, "Now roll over and show Marc  why I needed his cock tonight."

I did as I was told, rolling over,  my cock, though hard, paled in comparison to his, which was at least twice as big as mine. "See what I mean?" she said, and they both laughed, although I think Marc was a little uncomfortable about it.

She told me to stop, and get up, make her a drink, which I did, rolling off the bed, and standing up, my cock hard, ready and hoping I would get some relief tonight. While I was making a drink, I heard her tell him that he should go now, that she was done for the night, but that she would call him, perhaps he could join us again sometime. He seemed OK with that, getting dressed, before kissing her as she lay on the bed like a queen, her legs still open, her body still quite nude.

I handed Melissa her drink as he walked to the door, saying goodnight, closing it behind him. I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, "Quitting early tonight?"

"Hardly, we are in a hotel, at a swinger's party, it's only 10:00, I'm not done yet!"

"What about him?" I said, meaning Marc, who she had somehow or other unceremoniously got rid of.

"I don't know, he just wasn't doing it for me....."she paused, "I think we can do better." She empasized the "we" word, meaning, I thought, that she wanted someone who knew how to play the part of the bull better than Marc, who was just there for a fuck.

"In the meantime, you better clean me up, I need a fresh pussy if I am going after a fresh cock, this time I want you to wait in the room for me."

"How come?" I asked, looking at her.

"Never mind, just start licking" She opened her legs and nudged me, sliding her hand over her wet pussy.

Hotwife or Cuckold

I came across an interesting blog post/question over at one of my favorite blogs, I Love Cuckoldry where the blogger asks if hot wifing and cuckoldry are the same thing. His conclusion, and God forbid, I am not much good at figuring out conclusions, seems to be that regardless of the reality, society views the husbands of hotwives as cuckolds even though there are differences between the two. I have to agree, because mainstream folks, or at least those who won't admit an interest in the lifestyle, would think that a wife who fucks around with others is cuckolding her husband. Perhaps....but on the other hand, you can be a hotwife, and not exactly be cuckolding your husband, particularly if you, like many others like to have your husband join in the fun. When Melissa and I first started out, I was always an active participant, and our fun times revolved around MFM threesomes more than anything, although we had some MFMF times too with other couples. It has only been of late that this watching my wife thing has turned into something of a cuckold relationship, and that is as much because of me as her. I have discovered that I enjoyed those moments watching her with others, and kind of fell into the cuck role when I discovered that I got turned on when she treated me in a manner that a cuckold should be treated, denied access, told how small I am compared to some guy and so on.

The funny thing about this is, we seem to move back and forth between the two, hotwife/swinger and cuckold/cuckoldress, depending on our moods and the situation. In many situations, for whatever reason, I don't have a lot of interest in the wife of another couple we are playing with, preferring to be involved in whatever Melissa is doing. So playing with couples seldom holds much interest for me. Sure, occasionally a woman comes along that I want, but to be honest, no woman can replace my wife, and very few can keep me entertained while Melissa is getting her groove filled by the other's husband. I wanna watch....and sometimes be part of it. That's how it came to be that we got ourselves on Adult FriendFinder  and started hooking up with single men. There was no other woman for me to contend with, and frankly, that's what a lot of it felt like. So, we gravitated to the hotwife with husband watching/participating and now we have moved into another level, that of cuckolding. Quite frankly, I've enjoyed it all.....and continue to do so....In fact, believe it or not, the most difficult part is finding the right guy to bring to the party. There are lots of eager applicants, but they don't all understand or know what it takes to be a "bull" in a relationship like ours. That's why I am always  recommending  this ebook about Becoming An Alpha Male because Melissa and I, and couples like us, need guys who know how to be the bull, and how to take part in a cuckold-hotwife-MFM relationship.

What about you? Do you think there is a difference? Is your wife a hotwife or are you a cuckold?

You Do The Honors Cuckie

I was still downstairs naked, waiting while Melissa and her latest bull were upstairs in our bedroom screwing, when I heard her call for me to come up. I raced up the stairs and down the hall, opening the bedroom door with a quick knock. She was naked, laying spread eagle on the bed, her new bull kneeling on the edge of the bed, naked too, his cock, which was long and thick, hung half erect between his legs as he turned when I entered the room.

"Yes?" I asked, looking at Melissa, relieved that everything looked OK.

"Yes" she replied, "Yes, I am ready for Steven, but I want you, my little cuck, to do the honors.

"Honors?" my eyebrows raised, questioning, not sure of her meaning.

"I want you to put Steven inside of me." She emphasized 'Steven' not 'Steve" but 'Steven'  formal, and quite authoritative.

"You need to feel what a real cock feels like, and how it feels to me sliding inside of me." she said, knowing that her words were turning me on, which was obvious by the swelling cock between my legs. She took her fingers, and rubbed between her legs, sliding her hand over her pussy, smearing wetness over her lips.

"I am ready" she said, looking at me, and turning over on the bed, raising herself up on all fours, her bum towards Steven, her legs open. "Bring me my cock, cucky." she said, her voice lowered to a mysterious, yet sexy husky sound.

I moved the few steps to the bed as Steven moved into position behind her, his cock swinging as he moved. He said something to me, I didn't quite hear. I looked at his cock apprehensively, then at my own, which paled in comparison. Melissa's pussy was wet, and open, and I knew she had already had him, he had already fucked my wife, this was just for my benefit. I took his cock in my hand, feeling the strange rubbery feeling, it was thick and round, in fact, it felt heavy. He moved as started to sort of pull on him, but stopped, and pulled back.

"Lay down." He ordered, "Lay down between her legs." pointing to a position on the bed beneath Melissa's open legs. I got it...I laid down on my back and wiggled into position between her legs, underneath her, looking up at my wife's belly and pussy lips as he moved above me, straddling my prone body, his cock dangling in front of my face.

"Now give it to her." he ordered, "Give your wife a cock....she needs it, she wants it."

I reached up and took his cock in my hand again, it felt harder now, and the circumsized head had turned a bright red color, as I pressed it towards Melissa's open slit, slipping it between her lips, sliding it up and down her slit before he grunted and thrust forward, shoving hard, his cock sliding between my fingers and inside of my wife.

Melissa groaned, arched her back and took it. I watched as all 8 or 9 inches disappeared inside of her, amazed at how her vagina opened to accept it, so easily, so deeply. He started thrusting, while I was pinned beneath her, listening to her groans and moans of pleasure, knowing she was enjoying every inch of cock. Her moans turned to gasps as he fucked her, and she started rocking back and forth on the bed, pounding back, shoving hard against him, taking him deep. Wetness dripped from her cunt, and hit me in the face, as they fucked, her wetness, and probably his, from their earlier tryst. I was beneath her, my hands raised up, holding her hips, holding her as if I was fucking her. Her body moved in wonderful ways, taking his cock, fucking her, as nature took over and she became a bitch in heat, needing it, wanting it, basking in the pleasure she was receiving, her sounds attesting to the pleasure she was enjoying.

The fucked for what seemed a long time, her body moving harder and faster, the bed creaking, their bodies trembling from the muscles reacting to the position,  and her body reacting to the feelings he was creating. Her stomach muscles moved, up and down, her skin rippling, in the most delightful way as I held her body. Looking up, over my head, behind me, I could see her big tits swinging, her nipples looked elongated and hard, I wanted to suck them, but instead, I saw big strong fingers reach around and grab her breasts, squeezing, until she screamed even louder, and let go, an orgasm washing over her, her body letting go, leaving me underneath, half holding her up, half supporting her weight as she came, and as he pulled out, her wetness hit me full in the face, then his, as he came too, shooting his cum first in my wife, then, pulling out, all over my face.....

Afterward, she rolled off of me, panting, her legs open, her cunt wet and stretched, her pussy lips swollen and red. Steven stayed in position above me, his big cock, still hard, protruded from his body, strong and thick, waving in my face, his cum and my wifes, glistening on the shaft. I could hear Melissa, still moaning, probably still cumming, as I looked at his cock, and knew he had given her several orgasms, the last one being a big one.

He moved off of me, and moved up on the bed, beside Melissa, his hands cupping her breasts, as she rolled over on her back, smiling, kissing him, whispering something, and still moaning a little. She opened her legs, and I stared into her cunt, wet and fucked, dripping cum. I looked up at her, she nodded, "Go ahead, lick me up." It was almost a whisper, yet an order at the same time, and I knew she wanted me to do it, she wanted to show her bull that even though he controlled her, she controlled me. I moved between her legs and started licking....I was surprised when she moaned louder, and lifted her bum from the bed a little, just a little, just getting into position, something she did whenever my licking was turning her on. Now, as I licked her pussy, tasting creampie, she moaned and moved with my tongue, lifting from the bed, her hand on my head, holding me in position, until she grabbed my head with both hands, raised her legs, bending her knees and orgasmed, cumming with a scream, cumming from the feeling of my tongue on her clit, her pussy opened, and I tasted more wetness, more cum, as she released, squirting and cumming.

Later, after they had a cigarette and a drink, she made me get a facecloth and towel and clean the two of them up, before she sent me back downstairs while they said their goodbyes....

Introducing Female Domination

Although I don't think I realized it when we started, what was a lifestyle of us enjoying a relationship usually involving MFM threesomes, has become a version of a wife led marriage. Our recent talks about a cock cage for me, and seeing to her pleasure before mine, has become more and more predominant in our relationship and our playing with others. And...I am good with that, infact, it turns me on immensely, and I have to admit, I am more into it now than perhaps ever before.

It has been a funny journey, and one that is far from over, but it is happening, just not as I would have quite expected. However, I am not sure that she truly understands it yet herself, and in fact, she is either a natural, or she knows stuff I don't think she knows.

Anyway, the relationship that has taken me quite a long time to arrive at, is actually easier than you might imagine. There are ways to move your relationship in that direction. I found a very good blog post that will be helpful to you if you are trying to get your wife to go down this road. It's called Introducing Female Domination Check it out, you might find the tips very useful!