Sunday, March 17, 2019

Monday, February 18, 2019

Emerging Cuckoldress

packing my bag

Daddy has always been a bit of a cuck.  He asks to hear about the things I let other men do to me on my dates with them.  He dives face first into my pussy when he knows someone else has been there. He has liked seeing me play with others when we've had the occasional threesome.

At first I was resistant, because I didn't want to be mean to him, didn't want to humiliate the man I loved so much.  Then again, I want to meet the needs of the man I love, and is it mean to do something that he is asking to do?  That he believes he would get pleasure from?  The more I researched the more turned on I became.

I had plans to meet with a new FWB (we'll call him A) to play for the first time, and I asked him if he would be game to fuck me with my husband blindfolded in a chair nearby.  He was not just game, but totally turned on by the idea, and Daddy was hard the minute he heard.

A few texts and a hotel reservation later, the plan was set for the following Saturday night.

When Saturday evening finally came, Daddy and I checked into the local hotel and went to the local outdoor mall to shop and have dinner.  Daddy bought condoms for my new lover and a few things for me, took me to eat, and then we headed back to the room so I could shower and get ready.  I wrestled my JJ tits into a black bra that gave me cleavage for days, and put a sheer pink babydoll and matching panties on.  A little primping and a shot of whiskey and I was ready.  Daddy watched with amused anticipation, his excitement growing as he watched me getting ready for another man and thought about what he was going to overhear.

A ding from my phone let me know A was close.  I blindfolded my husband of twenty years.

"No peeking, daddy!" I kissed the top of his head and touched up my lip gloss as footsteps approached.

I opened the door and A strode in, immediately kissing me passionately.  I was very aware of the sounds of our kissing, the smacks and soft moans and the way they sounded to my blindfolded husband just 5 feet away.

As he continued to kiss me, my focus shifted to my dampening pussy and the man in front of me.  He turned me so my back was to the bed, and as he did he reached between my legs and rubbed my panties.  His fingers rubbed and probed and I felt the thin fabric of my panties shift and in the next moment his finger was inside me.  I moaned loudly, glancing over at Daddy hesitantly.  He sat, calm as a cucumber, and although his face was mostly covered by the cosmic print bandana tied around his head, I could see by the set of his jaw that he was straining to hear, and the slight smile that played at his lips showed me he was pleased at his current situation.  A glance downward to the bulge straining at his Levi's showed me he was turned on by the sounds of his wife being seduced.    I suddenly felt very connected, and all at once I was overwhelmed by love for my partner of 25 years and the huge desire for another man to make cum hard and loud.

A pulled off my panties and I took them from his hand.  "Bye, panties!" I exclaimed and tossed them towards the chair, where they landed on Daddy's shoulder and stayed.  I smirked at the sight but was quickly distracted by A's head between my legs.  I closed my eyes and felt his tongue probing me, felt my own juices trickling out of me, felt his fingers slide in.  I rocked against A's quickening fingers, my breath quickening and my moans growing louder as I felt an orgasm build inside me.  I reached out and gripped Daddy's knee as I started to cum.    A paused, playing with my tits, asking if I needed a break.  I assured him I did not, and proved it by sucking his cock for a while.  I felt myself growing wetter and wetter as I slurped and gagged and turned myself on by creating the best audio experience I could for Daddy.

When he was done with my mouth, A put on a condom and crawled between my spread legs, working his cock into my dripping pink hole.  I gasped and moaned, anticipating a good fucking and hoping he would pound me loud and hard for Daddy.  I was looking forward to crying out as I came on his cock, clutching Daddy's knee as A tore my tight little pussy apart with his hard cock, but A got carried away with the building sexual excitement in the room and came.

As we got dressed, I was so excited and surprised at how turned on I was by teasing my cuck daddy that I wasn't even disappointed at the short duration.  There was no doubt in my mind this was only the first of many such experiences.  I put the last of my clothes on and made my way around the bed to the chair where my cuck still sat, perfectly still, blindfolded.  I gently pulled the bandana from his eyes and handed him his glasses.

"Daddy, meet A.  A, this is Daddy."

and with that, we headed off for a friendly Starbucks before Daddy took me back to that room and eagerly finished what A had started.

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Sunday, January 27, 2019


Sinful Sunday

Name That Tune

Photo by sub-bee

This post is inspired by this week's Masturbation Monday prompt, this lovely photo by Sub-Bee.

My eyes fluttered and struggled to adjust to the late afternoon light seeping through the cracks in my bedroom blinds.  A strong hand slid around my waist from behind me.

"Hi, Babygirl," he whispered quietly, spooning me as I awoke from my nap.

"Hi, Daddy," I whispered back to my adoring husband, fully awake now and noticing something firm pressing against my rear through the thin blanket covering my naked body.

I felt the blanket being slowly peeled off my back and then he began tracing my naked spine, slowly trailing down the crack of my ass and pausing before trailing back up.

"Let's play Name that Tune, " he smiled.   "I will play you a little song, Babygirl, and you see how many notes it takes to guess it."

He began gently, playfully tapping a rhythm on my back, humming a bit as he did so.  I concentrated as he played my spine like a piano.  I managed to guess You Are My Sunshine, although it took way more notes than it should have.  He tried another song.

I tried earnestly but I couldn't figure it out. After a few serious attempts I realized it was futile and started making silly guesses. His fingers broke rhythm to tickle my sides as I squealed and giggles.

"That's okay, " he said, moving the hair from my neck and nuzzling me with his bearded chin.  His hand circled my waist again and then moved up to my breast, his finger circling my nipple and then disappearing behind me again,

"What am I spelling?" he asked, tracing letters on my back.  I - W - A - N - T - Y ....

"I want you!" I grinned, pleased with myself for cracking his code.

"I want you, too,"  I could hear the tease in his voice, and I opened my mouth to tease back and protest his trickery but only a gasp escaped as his finger slid between my legs and teased at the dampening slit.

I moaned, and adjusted my hips to give him easier access.  His finger pulled out, satisfied I was ready for more, and was replaced by the head of his hard cock.  He held my hip with one hand as he wrapped the other hand in my hair as a handle, and slid into me.  I pushed back against him, taking him deeper in, and reached my own hand down to touch myself. He held me there and started moving in and out of me.

"Fuck me, Daddyyyyyyy......"  I moaned as I felt myself starting to cum.

"Give it to Daddy, girl.  Let go and cum for me."  He sensed I was on the brink, and his assurance sent me over the edge and my pussy began to spasm around his dick.  I started to moan quietly as the orgasm took over.

Just then, his pounding thrusts and rhythmic breaths joined with my beating heart to create a sexy melody that I never tired of hearing.  As our beat started to crescendo into his moan and I felt the pulse of his hot cum filling me up I wondered how many strokes it would take me to name this tune!

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