Monroematic's blog post - "A cuckolds Journey", ll

I never was a great poker player.I had way too many "tells" and my sexually liberated wife could read me like a book. So it was, as I progressed down the road to where I secretly yurned to go, my life's mate was only too happy to oblige ...no...actually eager to fulfill these desires for her own satisfaction.

Her appetite for sexual gratification seemed to have no bounds and it was like she stayed 2 steps ahead of my own imagination as she scheduled each adventure designed to cement her control over my orgasms....which were becoming farther apart. She understood the first essential principle of cuckolding...tease and deny. Her favorite tease was to massage my frenulumm...gently stroking the underside of my precumming cock all the while her stud du jour was "splitting her clam" with his 8inch x 6inch uncircumcised cock...the slow rhythmic pumps in and out, each stroke trying to penetrate a little deeper than the previous gentle nudge to Mrs cervix roof. The low growling purrs of approval with every re-entry would offer her the opportunity to whisper to me how satisfying a really well hung cock was and with those words designed to further humble me ...she'd pinch my little cock between her forefinger and thumb with the force required to deflate blood flow out and prevent a catastrophic orgasm. For she understood a perpetually horny cuck was an easily controlled cuck. Fortunately for Mrs ,she was a slow cummer and so was her bull as these sessions would last upwards of almost an hour. Several cock pinches were required to prevent my ejaculation before she'd explode in ecstacy and not long after Ted would dump his load and I'd be called into servicing his cleanup and finally Mrs would sit over my face while my tongue brought her off for a second "O" and cleaned up Ted's seed. On one occasion I was so over whelmed with lust, heated up...so hard that a cat couldn't scratch my little clitty...that I exploded. The relief I felt was no match for the paddlin I subsequently received. Mrs calls it "to ad a little color". The thin/floppy rubber flap attached to a short Ping-Pong style handle is a demon device. It doesn't leave welts but it does draw blood and brings up some heat to just below the surface...and as Mrs sez...adds color to my cheeks. Her bull got the privilege of administering my punishment as I was told to repeat "Mommy doesn't like her little cuck to cum without her permission"....for the half hour of slow but measured whacking.

All in all I'm really happy that I talked my wife into experimenting with some strange and larger....much larger fruit and that her sexual epiphany has brought her....really the both of us such pleasure and enjoyment. Speaking of poker tells...Mrs is not adept either at covering her "tells" as the look of satisfaction in her eyes while Ted is plying his oversized plumbing to her pussy is a true "Kodak moment" and the reason behind her occasional morning oral gifts to me. A truly benevolent cuckoldress!