A Heavy Dose of Cuckolding

When in the arms, the grasp or in the use of another man, a cuckold wife's ass never fails to look much, much sexier...

Just do your job, crawl up behind Her and pay Her homage.

Love,

sissy terrie 👅💦💗 

Bulls & Cuckolds

Here's an interesting take on cuckold relationships, particularly how a wife might react to the dynamic between her bull and the cuckold, courtesy of the Tumblr blog Ms. C and Her Cuckwife.

Bull & Cuckold Dynamics - How Does it Affect Her?

When a couple takes that first step into the cuckold lifestyle, no matter how much preparation, research, vetting of potential lovers and care they've taken before starting, there will always be plenty of questions that remain. No one really knows how each of the parties involved are going to react to certain situations.

It's one thing to read about it, think about it, hear each others' feelings about it, talk openly about it (even as part of your sexual intimacies) and fantasize about it, but when that third person enters your life and begins to have sex with your wife, it's then that reality sets in.

There also comes a point, often dependent on the type of relationship that is sought, where the Alpha/beta dynamic starts to develop between the Bull and the cuckold. To what extent has that been discussed before? How far will it go? How dominant does the Bull want to be over the wife and the cuck? Who's willing to push the envelope? What if an Alpha Bull is more dominant than the cuckold or the wife expected? How will each of them react?

So much of this is trial and error. Not every step that's taken will work out perfectly.

 

The photo and caption above, as simple and filled with fantasy as it may seem, is very, very real. It's a real life example of a situation that could play out in any cuckold relationship. The wife seems surprised at her lovers' brazen domination and bullying of the cuckold. She may honestly be surprised, but she loves it. It excites her. It makes her want her bull even more.

What might be hellish, upsetting, embarrassing and very humiliating for the cuckold, and taken to a level the cuck never expected, at the same provides the wife a sexual excitement she has never experienced before. And it might be one she doesn't want to let go of.

Be prepared. If you're a submissive like I was when Carol and Jim began their relationship, you're likely to experience much stronger emotions than you expected.

Hope you enjoyed!

Love,

 

sissy terrie 👄👄👄 

Cuckold Duties, Denials & a Reminder

No particular theme today but instead a couple of unrelated kinky thoughts and an important reminder.

Preparing coffee for a wife and her lover is a pretty important tank for many types of cuckolds, particularly submissive ones...

For a better view of this post, check out the Contemplating the Divine blog by Servitor.   I'm very fortunate that both Mistress and Her Lover take their coffee black.  It's a simple recipe that even I can follow.  

 

Isn't this the truth!!!  I've thought more and more about the added 60 day sentence I'm serving after the Super Bowl.  

 And by the time you read this you'll have less than one shopping day left to buy something nice for your special Valentine.  Flowers and chocolate are nice, but I think most of us would agree that some pretty lingerie takes gift giving to another level.  

If you don't have a special Valentine this year, then just treat yourself.  Head to Shadowline and buy yourself a cute little babydoll pajama set like the one shown above.  Every sissy should own at least one of them!

Love,

sissy terrie  

Cuckold Duties

Mistress D's lover Karl spent last night here at our place, in the marital bed of course.   Besides taking care of dinner, taking the bed down and some minimal "fluffing" type duties.  I also got to prepare the two of them their favorite cocktails.  Karl's was a simple mix I'm used to preparing.  But Mistress had a special request...

I'm pretty sure She enjoyed it.

And of course there's always the obligatory Sunday morning coffee for the two lovers, served when, where and how they want it.

 

Love,

sissy terrie 💗 

 

Morning Coffee & Sex

I served Diane and Karl coffee in bed this morning and left them alone.

They didn't have their second cup until at least an hour later.

By all indications, they had a wonderful night together.  Other than cooking them a wonderful dinner and doting on them while in my maids attire, I wasn't involved in any other intimacies.  There's not juicy (pun intended) details about cuckold cleanup duties, humiliating fluffing tasks and the like.   I just left them to themselves.   

Truth be told...I am very, very happy for both of them.  Particularly Mistress.   It's a joy to see Her this happy and sexually fulfilled again.

Love,

sissy terrie 💕 

Christmas Isn't Over...

 ...until SHE says it is.

That's right.  Christmas can be a hectic time for anyone, and more so for submissive males who are tasked with more than their more alpha counterparts.   I'm not complaining that much, but I was looking forward to some quiet time tonight without having a "honey do" or "sissy-do" list filling my head.

But, Mistress had other plans.  Her libido as high as it's been in a long time and Her lover Karl returning this afternoon She thought it was time for a nice romantic Christmas dinner for the two of them.  The dinner is to be enjoyed right here in our home, prepared right here by Her dutiful sissy hubwife and followed by a good old fashioned sleepover - cuckold style.

"You know the drill" She told me.  "Full maids uniform and everything else."

Everything else? Thank goodness Mistress was smiling when She said that.

Pardon me but...I've got plenty to do today.   Besides all the housework, dinner preparation and "everything else", I do want to look my best.   

I'm actually quite excited about it.  It's been a very long time.  Wish me luck.

Love,

sissy terrie 👄 

Her Decision to Deny

True to form, D got to enjoy an orgasm (actually a couple) on National Orgasm Day while I did not.   She chose to deny me on a day which, I believe most "men" who wanted an orgasm could easily achieve one, with or without a partner.

Her decision to deny wasn't a surprise.  By the same token, neither would I have been surprised if She chose to allow me an orgasm.  Thought I would have enjoyed one, I've learned to be accepting of these types of decisions no matter how they turn out.  

I'm a realist.  Having been in chastity more than 99% of the time for 9+ years, I look forward to orgasms but don't expect them very often.

D's lover wasn't here to enjoy the day with Her but it's likely they will be together soon.

Here's a nice little piece of art that resonates with me and likely any other cuckold whose had to serve their wife and her lover.   Changing the sheets after they've made love can be a very humbling task, but it's also a beautiful gift of servitude.

"There's something so rewarding smelling the delicious mixture of my wife's perfume, her lover's cologne and the sex they had on my former bed."

And here's one more.  Probably fitting on behalf of cuckolds whose wives achieved their orgasms on National Orgasm Day by the efforts of another man...

With love & sincerity,

sissy terrie 💔

The Cuckold Challenge

Even the most experienced "pussy-free" cuckolds often have thoughts of perhaps, maybe just one more time, being allowed to make love to their wives, or at least try.  If they did allow us, and that is a big "IF", it could be a very humbling experience.   

On the other hand, supposed they actually "challenged" us to do it...something like this...

From Miss Watson's Handmaiden

"Go on then, I dare you. You said you could fuck me just as well as he can if only I gave you a chance.

Well, here I am, this is your chance. Fuck me. Oh, I'm not joking. This isn't a trick. I'm not going to pull away at the last moment.

Fuck me. Show me what a man you are, that I was wrong all this time, that you're not a sissy at all, that you're a man, who can fuck me the way he does.

Show me I don't need him or his big cock. Go on, do it. Fuck me like he fucks me and I'll be yours forever. I'll do everything you want me to. I'll let you fuck me whenever you want to. I'll suck your cock. Let you cum on my face. Anal. Everything you ever dreamed of doing to me. I'll call him, tell him it's over, that I've found someone better, a real man, that I'll never need his perfect cock inside me ever again. I'll marry you, have your children, all of it.

But, if you fail, it's over between us. If you stay soft, if you cum too soon, if you don't fuck me to within an inch of my life and make me cum over and over on your cock like he can, then that's it. We're over. All of this, the clothes, the cage, the intimacy, our entire relationship, done.

So, what are you waiting for? Afraid? Afraid you won't be able to do it? Frightened your little sissy penis won't get hard after being locked up for so long? Worried you'll squirt as soon as you touch me? That your small, slender little penis won't fill me and fuck me the way he does? Afraid you won't be able to make me cum? That you'll disappoint me, the same way you disappointed that poor, nice girl that gave you a chance before we met? That I'll laugh at you. Tell you that you don't deserve a woman like me. That'll you'll never satisfy a woman, never be inside a woman ever again.

Or, my little sissy, you could accept who you are. Not a man, not even a boy really. A sissy. My sissy. My gentle, soft, tender, kind, pretty little sissy. Who loves her mistress and does as she's told. Accepts that she'll never have what he has. Never know what he feels when he's inside me. That soft, warm, wet sensation. Never feel me tightening and gripping as I cum on his cock.

Oh, gosh, his cock. Kiss me, darling, kiss me and lick me where his cock goes. That's what you're good at. Oh yes, like that. You can't fuck me like he does, darling. Don't even try.

This is what you're for. Licking, kissing, sucking. Oh yes, you're so good at sucking. Be my sissy. Let him be the man. Let him worry about fucking me, about dominating me, about dicking me down when I need to be put in my place. You just accept yours. Your place, beneath me, below me, on your knees, licking and kissing and sucking.

Good girl. That's better. You see? You see how much better it is? No more stress or worry, no more fear thar you'll never be enough. Just acceptance. Acceptance that you won't. Not like that anyway. Not like a man. But you can be enough like this. You can be soft and pretty. My girl. My handmaid. My sissy."

Hope you enjoyed.  Stop by Miss Watson's Handmaiden Tumblr blog.  She has some very interesting pictures, thoughts and captions.

Love,

sissy terrie 💔

Cuckold Sundays

Happy Sunday!

When Diane's Lover spends the night, I always have to make sure I'm up early enough to serve them coffee when they wake up.

Diane might simply open the master bedroom door and shout out "Coffee please?" or something similar and I make my way upstairs with two piping hot cups of coffee just the way they like them.

I'm also dressed appropriately.

Not very sissy, but very "fitting."

Love,

sissy cuckold terrie 💗💙💗

Frilly Friday & Cuckolding

Happy Friday everyone!  A few pictures t

I think this is a good analogy.  How many times have we, members of the sissy sisterhood, purged our panty collection hoping that it would rid us of this "habit?"  How many of us were successful?  I rest my case.   

Not only are we trapped, but panties make us do the most feminine and submissive of things.  I never thought I would actually (fill in the blanks)...

I couldn't help but make this the featured panty today on Frilly Friday.  This handmade gem is from Strumpet & Pink, a designer of handmade silk lingerie in Great Britain.  The company was featured today on Ellen Lewis' Lingerie Briefs.  Get yourself on Ellen's email list.  You won't be disappointed. 

I don't think a week goes by without my having one ore more bridal or wedding fantasies.  Sure, most of them involve my wearing a beautiful wedding gown.  Others, not so much....

Tonight's a date night for Diane.  Karl will be here for dinner and more.  Drinks (an extra dry Bombay martini for Him and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc for Her) are at 6.  Dinner will be served at 6:30.  After that, the schedule is open.

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

The Panties Make me Do "IT"

Earlier this week Diane's lover Karl stopped by.  It was a planned visit with the purpose of seeing one another before we left on our vacation this weekend.   Their intimacies began as soon as She got home from work.  There was a break for dinner, a swim in the pool and he stayed the night.  They both got their fix.

In the "middle" of it all, some time before they both drifted off to sleep, I was called to the master bedroom to serve the two of them as a good sissy cuckold often does.   My duties involved oral service for the both of them after they'd had sex.  Karl was first but only for a brief moment before he suggested I tend to Diane, which I did.  

Diane's satisfaction from the sex with Karl was evident, as was Her surprisingly elevated state of arousal.  I've spent enough time between Her beautiful thighs to be able to tell when She's highly aroused.  This was one of those times and it didn't take long for Her to have another orgasm.  This time from my oral attention as opposed to Karl's more manly ways.  I thought my time with them would be called "over" but it wasn't.  Karl wanted, and needed attention.

"What about me?" he asked in a more demanding than asking tone of voice.  It surprised me.  Apparently, laying by Diane's side and observing as I attended to Her made him "rise" to an equally elevated state of arousal.  "It's my turn" he said.

It was more of a direct order from him than any I'd ever experienced.  It wasn't said in a demeaning or angry way, but his intentions were certainly made known.  I made eye contact with Diane and Her smile was all I needed to know that I should follow through with it.  I did.   While Diane watched and teased me a bit, Karl held my head in place, moaned with evident enjoyment and in what seemed like a longer time than Diane took, had an orgasm.  Diane urged me to take it like a "good girl."  

They both thanked me for my services and I was dismissed.  

Similar scenes have played out like this before, but not in such a powerful way.  Part of it was the timing of it, the element of surprise, Diane's active/passive role, my own willingness and Karl's firm but understanding demeanor.  

It led to some pretty deep reflection on my part.  Beginning with my earliest crossdressing experiences I thought about how I would never have thought about doing such a thing with another man.  I would go out of my way to avoid and even decry any hint of bisexuality and insist I was one of those "totally heterosexual crossdressers" I had read about.  I realized that as I matured and experimented with increasing levels of dressing and femininity, a change had come about.  Eventually, I went through with the urges I was experiencing.

I also realized that for me, my bisexual urges have everything to do with femininity.  I could never, and Diane knows this, do what I did with Karl if I wasn't dressed in a feminine way. For the record, I was in a short pink sleeveless nightgown with white Vanity Fair Lace Nouveau panties.  If I were dressed as a "male" I couldn't go through with it.  

When I slip on a pair of panties, I feel very femme and become very submissive...

Simply put, "the panties made me do it."

Love,

sissy terrie 👄