More about Jonny

The original communication with Jonny was because he was looking for couples to come to his house parties. Photos suggested, however, that this clean-cut Englishman was very much my type, although a number of his profile verifications commented that he was far better looking in the flesh. And when he walked into the pub and I saw the broad shoulders and chisselled good looks of this well-dressed former army officer, I had to agree. He was gorgeous, and I was mesmerised by the bluest eyes I had ever seen!

Unfortunately this initial infatuation was momentary. Jonny was surprisingly nervous, and the more he talked the more nervous he became. This initially put me off - to me confidence is the key to sex appeal! Don't get me wrong, he was able to hold a conversation, and was indeed good company. But there was no flirting, no seduction. In the end Dale decided to push things forward, and suggested Jonny sit beside me. Things heated up then, and Jonny showed me his expertise with his fingers right in the middle of the pub, as described in 'Impromptu fun (part. 1)'. And by the time Jonny wound up back at our house, he had relaxed sufficiently to show me what an experienced lover he really was!

On the marital bed, Jonny purposefully set to work on me. Once a condom was safely in place he proceeded to mount me with his big rugby player body, before pounding me with his thick cock. For the next couple of hours he remained hard and long lasting, as he energetically took me through a variety of positions, as described in 'impromptu fun (part 2). Like my experiences with Mark, I was left feeling saited. And like Mark, I concluded Jonny is exactly what I need for uncomplicated drama free sex. But I was acutely aware that I have not found my Christian Grey, and I continued to yearn for psychological mind-play and domination.

Then two weeks later Jonny arranged a sex party at his batchelor pad. We were invited, along with three other couples. I was excited about going to a party, but although I was looking forward to playing with Jonny again, the euphoria and anticipation I get from meeting a prospective Dom was lacking. However, when Jonny greeted us at his door, I melted at the sight of his piercing blue eyes. I had forgotten how gorgeous he was when fully dressed. He politely kissed my cheek, then hugged me and he felt lovely.

We were the first to arrive. We followed Jonny to the kitchen, but then Dale decided to nip to the bathroom, which left Jonny and I alone. Immediately Dale was out of sight, Jonny was all over me, nuzzling my neck and feeling my thighs and bottom. He cheekily lifted my skirt to see what underwear I was wearing. I didn't let him kiss my mouth and I soon untangled myself from the passionate welcome, conscious that soon other guests would arrive and it may appear rude for us to have already started!

Later I regretted giving him this brush-off. Maybe I've taken it too much for granted to be able to play hard to get when I am the only woman. I had already learnt at the party with Mark in March, that on the swing scene, if one holds back too much there will always be a more willing woman waiting! And for the second time since Dale and I have been active on the swing scene, I realised I would have to join the queue of MILFs, when there is a young stud who has his pick.

However, I also had my pick that night, and fairly early on I made a mental note of a man called Alex, with 'come to bed eyes'. Alex's wife, Laura was gorgeous too. As part of a 'warm up' game Laura was the instructed to sit on Jonny's lap so he could undress her. I had been sitting on the leather sofa trying to catch Jonny's eye, as he sat the other side of his lounge on a dining chair. I had hoped he'd come and sit next to me. Dale told me to go a sit on his lap, but I'm used to men coming to me! My hesitance yet again pushed me further back in the queue. I watched in amazement and increasing horniness as he peeled off Laura's dress revealing large braless breasts. Jonny was clearly impressed too from the way he held her from behind as he gathered up her magnificent assets, kneeding them with his hands. Well if I had wanted Jonny before, this sight heightened my desire for him. Gone was the nervous man we'd met two weeks earlier in a remote country pub. He was on his own territory, young and single surrounding by middle aged couples, and he knew he had his pick of sexy MILFs.

And whilst he was playing with this beautifil woman, he looked over at me with his sapphire blue eyes and gave me a wink and a cheeky smile. Maybe I'd got this guy wrong. Perhaps there are some psychological games to be had here. Either way, I knew I would have some serious fun that night.

Part 2 of this night soon to be published.

....with a cream pie for dessert !!! (by Dale)

The story continues from 'Dinner with our Bull....'

As we hovered uncertainly outside the building where Ian worked, you can imagine how I was chomping at the bit for some action, after so many months talking about this. This was our second date with Ian. I had just spent the past five hours watching this young stud teasing and seducing my wife, to the point of attracting a certain amount of attention from other tables. In fact one couple briefly joined us and quizzed us as to what we were all about !!  This really fired me up as we now seemed to be acknowledge in the bar as the sexy naughty threesome.

So, as you can imagine, I was well relieved that Sarah agreed to go up to his office. I knew she hadn't wanted it this way, but sometimes you have to live in the moment and take experiences as they are offered. And besides the thought of sex in a deserted office late at night was a somewhat kinky thought.

Ian slipped the key into the door and we tentatively followed him to the lift. Upstairs in his dark office, I excused myself to nip to the bathroom. Returning moments later I discovered that Ian and Sarah had not wasted any time, and were already locked in a passionate embrace. No more long teasing from Ian; she had finally managed to break him.

I couldn't resist this tempting scene, so came up behind Sarah and gently stroked her bare shoulders and squeezed her breasts as they kissed. Not a patient man, I then pulled down the straps of her skimpy top so that she was standing in her lacy bra.  It wasn't long before I had Sarah naked in front of Ian except for her hold up stockings, a pool of clothes on the floor whilst the boys were still fully clothed. (I was later in the dog house for this, as being undressed is something she likes her new lover to do, and had complained about this with our Jerry encounter too - when will I learn !!!)

Sarah was very nervous and asked what to do next.  She didn't have long to wait. Ian produced his cock from his suit trousers and instructed her to suck him. No more invitation than that was needed; she was immediately down on her knees as Ian rested against the wall, his cock to her lips. This was a scene he had outlined numerous times in many months of sexting, so I knew his fantasy was being met too. She was a very hungry girl and was showing him all the techniques that we had practiced together for his enjoyment. In fact she was so enthusiastic that he had to tell her to slow down until she achieved his desired pace. Keen for his balls to also receive some attention, Ian asked her to lick them too. The naughty little minx later told me she managed to get both his balls in her mouth at the same time. Lucky Ian !!  I remind her not to neglect the area behind his sac, so she immediately tickled him with her tongue then gently bit his skin which he loved. He was very impressed with her technique, and in uncharacteristic Bull behaviour gushed "thank you, oh thank" over and over again as he enjoyed the experienced. On the way home she commented that Ian had a large, perfectly shaped cock and was very similar to mine, but she will have to get used to the foreskin.

By this stage Sarah was begging Ian to fuck her.  Shocking news though. He told us he had no condoms. I guess he really did believe Sarah was holding out for a first time in a hotel at a leisurely pace, so had not come prepared. 

Sarah's pussy was on fire by now and needed attention. She asked to be licked. By this stage Ian and I were undressed too. He instructed her to sit on his chair by his desk, at the back of the room (where we now know is where he does all his sexting to us from). Then it was his turn to kneel on the floor, he began to lick her freshly shaven mound. He seemed to be enjoying himself judging by the purring noises he was making as he enthusiastically rubbed his face in her fertile pussy.

After another lengthy blow job, Ian sat on his chair and gently pulled Sarah onto his naked lap and protectively wrapped his arms around her as he embraced her with loving kisses. She straddled him now, and his hard cock was dangerously close to her wet and hungry hole. We had recently discussed fluid bonding and agreed that this was what we all eventually wanted. But with no condoms a more immediate decision was needed. As is often the case in these dilemmas we threw caution to the wind and enjoyed the exciting taboo. Ian was extremely concerned that we were both ok with this and confirmed with me several times before he took hold of his member and dipped it in Sarah's dripping slit. When she felt this, Sarah pushed down hard taking his full long naked cock into her hungry pussy. This was the first time a bare cock, other than mine, has entered her since we have been together. What a huge turn on this was for all of us!

And so the fucking began; straddled in the chair, from behind over his desk, but my personal favourite - watching Sarah on the floor with Ian on top of her. I loved watching Ian pinning her to the floor, working hard at pumping his massive tool deep into her womb.  Sarah's legs were raised high and wrapped around his lean muscularly back. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing this stud's firm youthful ass taking my wife .

He was showing her a great time, and in no rush to cum.  Ian was loving and kind during the act; it was as though the dominant, game-playing Bull from the text messages had gone, and a caring lover had appeared using gentle touches, passionate kisses and endearments such as 'darling'. He was no longer bossy and controlling, and ceased using his special name for her.  

Finally they could wait no more. He positioned Sarah over his desk (clearly his favourite position) and started to ram into her, pumping hard and vigourous.  Sarah screamed from time to time as he was so big, which earlier in the evening made him slow down. However,  he was well and truly gone by now, so Sarah just had to take it.   He pulled Sarah by the hips to get deeper into her, with the odd stoke of her swaying breasts, until he exploded his load deep into her waiting womb.  

We had calculated that Sarah was at her most fertile time, so her body was crying out for this man's seed.  He did not disappoint and left a gorgeous cream pie in my wonderful wife.  

Unlike our threesome with Jerry, I had backed off considerably with Ian, being much more of an observer. Having allowed plenty of space to enjoy their love-making, it was now my turn. I asked Sarah to lie on the floor again, which she obediently did - she knew the deal !!  As she spread her legs I had a full view of her swollen pussy lips. And then to my delight I saw a cute dollop of Ian's cum slowly dribbling  out. Well I was right in there licking it up like the good husband I am.  What a wonder taste the combination of their juices that I spent a considerable time cleaning every drop that I could from her.  What a wonderful dessert that was.......

Ian and I have discussed our shared fantasy of breeding Sarah so the fact that she was fertile really got us excited.  Unfortunately as we live in the real world Sarah went to the chemist's yesterday for the morning after pill (although we read this is only 84% effective so I live in hope as I think they would make a beautiful baby...)

The slow smouldering effects of a hypnotic seduction

I have been having an affair with Ian for 8 months now. But until a couple of weeks ago the relationship had been conducted purely by text and email - he would make love to me via text, in this fantasy, cyber world, and his words would never cease to takes me to extraordinary heights.

Dale and I have now finally met him in person for the first time, as already described by Dale in the previous blog 'Interviewing our new Bull'.

Ian sat opposite me in a pub, us barely touching for the entire evening. And yet he made love to me for the umpteenth time. This time, without the aid of modern technology to hide the real person, like Valentino he mercilessly seduced me with smouldering eyes and expressions of passion.

However when we first saw each other face to face I didn't immediately see his magic.

We had arrived at the pub about the same time as Ian. Dale had received a text from him asking for our drinks orders and telling us to meet him upstairs. So I dashed off the the ladies to refresh my appearance. On coming out of the loos, Dale was waiting for me, and at that moment Ian came down the stairs.

And that was the first time I laid my eyes on my cyber lover - my future Bull.

And a very normal looking guy, whom I didn't quite recognise, shook Dale's hand before politely kissing my cheek. He was friendly, he was nice looking. But he was not the sex god I had built him up to be. 

Upstairs we took a table whilst Ian went to get the drinks. I sat down next to Dale at a table, and from where we were I had a good view of Ian from behind as he stood at the bar. I enjoyed the sight of his cute pert bum. He had told me that afternoon that he would be changing from his suit before meeting us, which I was a little disappointed about because I do like a man in a suit. However his lean body looked particularly nice in his well-fitted jeans and sweater.

As we waited for Ian to return with our drinks, I wondered if he would sit the other side of me. Only that afternoon he had been texting me with suggestive comments about gently stroking my stockinged thighs in my mini skirt over drinks.

He sat opposite. And we chatted, got to know each other. Ian chatted easily with Dale about business. He was confident, nice, and soft-spoken. In fact slightly  camp. Not the hard, super cool Bull I had expected! It was hard to believe that this was actually the same man that I had spent so many hours texting our sex fantasies through hundreds of text messages, whilst he groomed me into desiring him in quite an obsessive way. I did not recognise him as the man in the photo with a hypnotic look in his eyes gazing seductively back at me.

I didn't really fancy him, but I still believed he could deliver after what we had been through together. After all, the fire had been smouldering for 8 months. It had to work.....

And then I saw it - in an instant he changed, and I recognised the same hypnotic look that I had fallen for when I first saw his photo last summer. He became a different man as he made love to me with his eyes and mouth from across the table without even touching me. As he looked at me seductively and whispered that I was gorgeous and beautiful, I melted in the same way he had made me melt in so many of his erotic text messages. 

And then he went back to talking to Dale like a normal regular guy. He was like Jekyl and Hyde.

I wondered how long it would take him to change seats, to kiss me, to touch me. When Dale when to the bathroom I thought, he'll make a move now. Instead he gave me another hypnotic look and told me he wanted to take me to bed. He still hadn't touch me, but I nearly had a orgasm at his words and was aching for him to kiss me.

It wasn't until the end of the evening that he finally reached out he took my hand in front of Dale. He played with my wedding and engagement rings, whilst whispering that he could wait to taste me and that he needed to make love to me. I nervously chewed on my finger, which seemed to turn him on, because he looked right at me and said 'you're trouble'.

Touching my hand was the only physical contact we had the whole time he was seducing me from across the table.

At the end of the night Ian insisted on paying for dinner. Then he hugged me outside as we all said goodnight - the closest contact we had ever had! And all of a sudden we were locked in a gentle but passionate kiss - a kiss I believe we were desperate for all night, as we had endured the slow smouldering effects of a hypnotic seduction.

Read the next blog 'Snowballs and creampies' to find out about Ian and Dale's text message fantasies after the first date

Clearing the way for the Perfect Bull

The past couple of weeks have been nerve-racking and at times disappointing.

Dale reached out to Ian for the first time since things went wrong in the autumn. That was positive. Ian is looking forward to the meet. They have agreed a time and a place, and they have explored a fantasy about Ian touching my bare thigh in the pub and maybe even gently stroking my clit......I took a sharp intake of breath when I was showed that text messages. However, I am still very nervous about whether it will really come off given Ian's track record over the past eight months. So with this uncertainty in mind I was relieved that a date with Jerry was planned for the week before - that made Ian seem less important.

Then disaster hit with Jerry......

Dale texted him to arrange details for our date. It took Jerry several days to reply and this worried me - he had already postponed earlier this month. Eventually when he did get back to us it was not good news.  He was very sorry but had met someone so had to cancel. Ever the gentleman he softened the blow by saying that I was beautiful and sexy and that if his situation changed he would be back in touch. I was at first very hurt and disappointed but realising he is a single man whose life is likely to change quickly I decided to reply to the text. I thanked him for letting us know and for being honest, and confirmed that it would be no problem if he ever did wish to get back in touch. And that I thought would be that - at least for now.

Oddly he texted straight back expressing his appreciation for my understanding, and that he looked forward to renewing our acquaintance, and was certain we would be together intimately again. This surprised me and gave me mixed emotions. I could understand if he had met someone, but now he was implying it wasn't that serious and that he was just parking us for the duration of the relationship. I wasn't sure whether to be offended that he was pushing me to one side due to a better offer, or flattered that despite having a new girlfriend he still wanted me. I did, however, have the greatest respect for his honesty which I find is a rarity these days. So after thinking about it for the morning I realised he was keeping the door open and that cutting of my nose to spite my face would not do me any good as I know how difficult it is to find a suitable man in this situation. I extended the hand of friendship to him - apart from anything else it is nice to have friends in the lifestyle who understand which is more or less what I told him. He then requested to exchange kinky text messages with me from time to time. 

Well that I hadn't expected either. So now I'm confused. He clearly has no intention of staying faithful to this girl if he wants to sext me, in which case he may as well have met us as planned. Dale says I'm being harsh, as from the male perspective there is a big difference between sending naughty text messages and actually having sex, the latter being disloyal to his new girlfriend, the former is okay. Let's see where this goes ...........

The other recent disappointment is that David seems to have turned out to be a one night stand. Dale got in touch but to no avail. I think Dale was more upset than me because he is truly obsessed with me having sex with a black man. David was gorgeous, polite and educated - exactly what we always look for, but the circumstances never gave me a chance to get to know him so I don't feel I'm missing anything. The only problem is that Dale now has a taste for it and if he doesn't get his fix from me being with David, he will start hounding me to find another BBC and I don't know if I can keep up with Dale's needs.

Fortunately there is Ian whom we are seeing next week. Strangely I don't feel quite so excited about that now. It is Jerry I want, however, this new found complacency with Ian may be a good thing. I am now well prepared for it not to work with Ian. I will not accept anything less than what I deserve, and if Ian is not a true gentleman when we meet, I am ready to walk away.

On the other hand, perhaps the disappearance of Jerry and David means that it is meant to be with Ian, after waiting for 8 months for him. Maybe fate is just clearing the way for my Perfect Bull!

What a cuckold needs from a Bull

I have copied an article I found on Tribe recently entitled "What a cuckold needs from a Bull" originally posted by Host. 

Sexual Prowess - Obviously the Bull must have the God given talent of satisfying the slut wife sexually. He must be able to bring her to orgasm as much or preferably more, than this wimp could. Tangents of this theme are cock size - the bigger the dick, the more both the wimp and wife will worship him: Repeat Ability and or Stamina - if this Bull can fuck my wife for an hour it makes my ten minute efforts even more pitiful: Heavy Cummer - both for the wifes enjoyment and the cuck's humiliation

Self confidence & an Air of Authority - The Dom bull must be able to control both the wife and the cuckold through his inner strength. This does not mean physical threatening. On the contrary the self confidence and inner strength is more of a quiet firmness. The wife will melt under this strength and the cuck will roll over at his command.

Willingness to Include the Cuck - at some level. All cucks share an extraordinary love for their wife - after all a large part of this scenario is seeing the wife in the throes of orgasm. This relationship is truly three way though -- the cuck is not and should not be in charge but he does need to get his needs fulfilled (the needs of making sure his wife is sexually cared for and humiliation). He (the cuck)willingly gives his wife to a Bull sexually, but he must be sure in his own mind that the relationship (marriage) will not end. He (the cuck) will be content to love his wife, and take care of her financially while giving up his marital rights to her, as long as the "relationship" can continue.

Open Minded Sexually - the Dom should not be bi-sexual but he must be willing (in order to exert his control and the cucks humiliation) to use the cuck sexually to at least some extent. this aspect differs with each relationship but -- a truly hetro wimp's humiliation is so much more complete when he finds that he is so controlled that not only will he suck the bulls cum out of his wife's well fucked pussy, he will even submit to sucking the cock of the man who fucks her. A tangent of this is control of the wimps own orgasms. The Dom bull should be willing to exert enough control to get the wimp to agree to giving him the power over the wimps orgasms. Most wimps need some sort of sexual release or the arrangement becomes untenable. The key for the Dom bull is to limit his sexual release so that the thought is ALWAYS on his mind but the Dom's control is ever present.

These are of course very individual items and will vary from person to person.

The physical taste and presence of the bull is wonderful. The visual imagery is also very much stimulating... but you question the dominate role of the bull... why? For me, the aspect that this other man is more capable of servicing my wife is part of the foundation to the lifestyle.

I agree that the humiliation is NOT a REQUIRED component to a cuckold relationship. However, the physical aspect of him taking what is yours IS.

Some men prefer that their cuckolding is done on a "permission based" system. The husband has to give constant approval to the bull in taking the wife. Not permission to have, but permission to the bull in the form of "authority acknowledgement". Your acknowledging that he is better endowed.. he is possibly a better lover.. that he has the right to have your wife... that you like the submissive role of having him take her in front of you or with your knowledge. This permission based system has NO humiliation part to it.

Cuckolding is not an all-or-nothing choice.

There are VAST degrees of cuckolding. The the playful end, we have the above referenced "permission based" system... and on the more serious side, we have total "feminization and subservience of the husband" to his wife and her bull.

The changing role that each cuckold will change over time. Those changes, if properly expressed to your wife, will allow for the greatest amount of enjoyment from the relationship. For me, I know that my individual tastes fluctuate with time, my personal attitude, and the specific bull. While these tastes change, I acknowledge that this type of relationship is important to me, exciting to me, desirous by me and wanted by me.

As many of you know, I have commented on this matter in a number of other discussion threads... but a cuckold needs a Bull that will provide him with a number of different things:

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providing sexual satisfaction for his wife/gf

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the willingness to treat the cuckolds wife as his own woman.

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the willingness to take her forcefully and with disregard to the cuckold.

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the willingness to humiliate the cuckold by asking for things... like get me a drink..

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the willingness to encourage the woman to try sexual things she would not do with the cuckold.

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possibly the willingness to have the cuckold service him, personally, with his mouth.

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the possible willingness to have the cuckold prepare his wife for him, and then to leave the room for a more intimate time with his wife.

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The Bull should have the qualities to provide satisfaction's to not only the woman but to also understand the cuckold's needs. Does the cuckold want physical humiliation? Forced sucking? Verbal humiliation? Denial of sexual satisfaction? The Bull needs to speak with the Cuckold also!

That way, each persons fulfillment is achieved.

Threesomes and cuckolding - Dale's reflections

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