February 14th. Valentine's Day. The day for love and lovers. Even us Cuckolds need attention!.
As Bobbi Jo and I awoke we exchanged cards and loving attestations then went downstairs to have breakfast.
Afterwards, we took a shower together, and I was allowed the honor of going to my knees in the shower and ministering to her delights as I gave her the first orgasm of the day with my tongue. How yummy indeed!
On the way to our office I asked her what if anything she wanted to do in the evening to celebrate. She replied quickly that she indeed was going to celebrate, she had a date with a very hot guy that she was very excited to be with for Valentine's Day. he always gives her lots of attention, and several mind blowing orgasms, what better way to spend the night?
She proceeded to inform me that I was to be placed in chastity, and made to wear my latex body suit that covers my head as well, my CUCKOLD collar would be fastened around my neck and locked, and steel manacles would be locked to my legs to keep my from trying to leave the house. An egg shaped stainless steel one pound butt plug would keep my attention focused.
I was also told that she would favor me with two coffee enemas before I was dressed for the nights fun. naturally, i would be expected to clean her up upon her return and provide the final entertainment for her as she rode my face.
7PM came slowly, Bobbi jo had showered and I had just finished my last coffee enema. I was forced to stand in the bedroom and watch as she got dressed for her night out. A bright red satin steel boned corset with garters was the first part of her costume. I was allowed to pull the laces tight so that her waist was constricted by about 4-5 inches giving her a fabulous look. Next was red stockings fastened to the garters, and a red satin thong. her outer garment was a bright crimson red leather catsuit with over the knee spike heel boots made of matching color leather.on her neck she wore a red leather choker with many bright steel studs. She looked fantastic. "Don't you wish you were my date tonight?" she chuckled. I agreed, but knew that i was not to be given such an honor as I was her cuckold, not her lover.
When she was finished dressing and doing her makeup, I was told to bend over the bathroom counter and the steel butt plug was unceremoniously pushed into my waiting ass. I moaned as the large steel egg filled my bottom and the ice cold steel hit my flesh. She laughed and smiled.
next my latex bodysuit and hood were put on, and the CUCKOLD collar was placed on my neck and locked tight. She placed the key into her bag and then pointed me to the bedroom. She produced a pair of her black thigh high platform boots with super high heels. "Put them on" she pointed and said.
I did, they were a bit small, but i managed to squeeze into them. "Lay down" she ordered. She then produced the heavy stainless steel leg irons and locked them on to my ankles. I was not going anywhere now. On my hands she placed rubber mitts, with no fingers. I could move my hands, but doing anything with them was nearly impossible without the use of my fingers.
"Well, my boyfriend will be here soon, so enjoy your night, Cuckold".
She went downstairs and shortly the bell rang. She brought him in and I could hear them kissing and laughing.Then footsteps on the stairs....I looked up and saw them standing in the doorway of the bedroom looking at me. "That's my cuckold" she proclaimed. He shook his head and walked toward me. He then got on the bed and straddled my chest. he unzipped his pants and his erect cock popped out. "Open wide' he said. With that, he stuck his cock deep into my throat. I sucked it dutifully as Mistress had so often instructed me to do. He began to thrust in and out of my throat, face fucking me!
As i started to taste his pre-cum, he withdrew. "I'm saving my cum for your beautiful wife." he proclaimed. i said thank you and he got up, kissed Bobbi jo again and they left for the evening.
About 2:30 AM she returned. looking radiant and well used at the same time. I was untied and allowed to get up, she left my suit and collar on, and i was allowed to finish the night with my own crashing orgasm as she recounted her expoits of the evening to me. It was truly a wonderful Valentine's Day for all!
Now that the holidays are over, things can get back to "normal", whatever that is... Lynn has grown, and so has her closet!. She has more high boots and shoes that my wife does. A full collection of leather, including a great black leather catsuit and mini skirts. Best of all, she has collected a large assortment of latex rubber panties and a thrilling pair of latex dildo panties... just the thing to perk up a night out,(or in). She has found that American Eagle brand jeans fit (and look) wonderfully. A couple of super short skirts and tops and she is off and running. Dating has been fun, my steady date, Annie, and I have terrific fun on a regular basis. We both joined a CD discussion group and love interacting with the other members. Lynn has also found the eBay assortment of Chinese jewelry and watches.. all cheap, and fun to wear.
So far, her going out has been limited to a dinner date with my wife at our favorite restaurant and attending a few CD group meetings. As an adjunct to one of the groups, she was asked to attend a house party last week, the party was wild, Lynn wound up on her knees licking a fabulous looking Grrls clitty until it exploded in her mouth, and then a few other party goers gathered around Lynn and showered her with their love juices. Lynn's face was so wonderfully sticky that she didn't bother to clean up until she got home. Bad grrl!!! Soon, she will be going to the next plateau, she has a potential date that wants to take her out and do really nasty things with her...and she has been asked to attend two different CD/TG parties in the coming weeks, so it should be fun.
The parties are both on-premises ones, with no limitations, so LYNN should be in her glory.
Interestingly, my wife has met a great guythat she really likes, and he is very Dominant. In the course of conversation with him, she mentioned LYNN. He told her that he wants to interact with Lynn as well as her, and dominate Lynn as well. he seems to have many nasty ideas, and should it come to be,(hopefully) Lynn will be forced into some really compromising situations as it is his intention to turn her into his sex slave...along with Bobbi jo, that should be fun, Lynn can't wait.
In the last post, Bobbi Jo and I had placed two ads for me/us online in cross dresser and cheater's sites. on Affair Connect it's Couple4TGCD, and on Cross Dresser dating, it's under DangerGrrl4U, Check them out!
Anyway, the first week saw almost a hundred replies, Wow, I must be popular.
Naturally, many of them are nonsense, people hundreds if not thousands of miles away. to these, I have a standard reply, " YES, Please come right over, I'm waiting". Really. READ the ads, it helps.
One reply in particular stands out, it is coherent, rereasonable, and written by someone that can not only spell, but make sense when writing. Her name is ANNIE.
She lives close to us, just a half-hour away. Annie is a cross dresser, loves to play and is seeking a Dom. type person to compliment her submissive side. Not being one that enjoys endless rambling emails, we converse three times, and set up a meeting, she is to come to our house for a get acquainted meeting and play date if it works out that we all like each other. Annie says that she likes to dress, and will come to us fully en-femme. Great!
Bobbi Jo decides to wear a red and yellow leather flamed design corset and high black boots, she helps me dress for the first time. I pick a red spandex pleated and flared mini skirt , a black satin top and crotchless stockings with knee high black boots. I choose a long, dark brown shag wig, and Bobbi Jo does my makeup. Looking in the mirror, I don't look to bad, but a loss of ten pounds wouldn't hurt anything. I make as commitment to myself to do so for the future.
At precisely 8PM, the bell rings. my date is here, having never seen her I am not sure what to expect. I answer the door and to my surprise, a very cute Grrl is standing there, she is thin, sexy, wearing high black boots, a black wet look mini skirt and white satin top with a studded necklace/collar. Very Nice. My body reacts at once...
We all introduce ourselves and settle in to talk and get to know each other. In about a half hour, we seem to be very comfortable with each other. I ask her if she would like to go upstairs to our playroom. An immediate YES is forthcoming. I take her by the hand and lead her upstairs. by the time we get half way across the room, she is holding onto me and nuzzling close to my body. I am so turned on... When we get to the playroom, I put my arms around her and pull her close to me, the feeling of her body pressed against mine is fantastic. I take her in my arms and we kiss for the first time. Again and again...Bobbi Jo comes into the room to watch, she is letting me have my fun as she takes it all in. She seems excited as well watching me and Annie. The next hour or so is a blurr. Annie and I shared our bodies, our passions and wound up drained of all our energies. Seeing her slide down my body with her hands along my sides as she lifted my skirt and took me into her mouth for the first time was amazing, I still relive the moment. Likewise, i tried my best to reciprocate and provide her with all the pleasures that I could muster. The first time that I took her clitty into my throat was heavenly, the feel of her wet sex drove me to unbelievable heights of lust. It must have worked as we now regularly see each other for very Hot, intense play sessions. The three of us are great together. Bobbi Jo has been taking Annie to the realm of BDSM, using her for pleasures that only she can provide, Annie is learning to be a good slave submissive and serve her masters well. She has learned to take very large cock dildos in her pussy and accept whatever punishments Bobbi Jo decides to administer to her, especially when she is tied, chained, gagged and bound to a whipping bar suspended from our playroom ceiling. On a subsequent date, it was my pleasure to take both Annie and Bobbi Jo,out to dinner at a fancy local restaurant, all of us dressed in fetish attire. The evening was fantastic, seeing both of my ladies so sexily dressed in public, the entire wait staff of the restaurant couldn't be more attentive to us, nor more gracious. Naturally, the culmination of the night was several hours of wet, slippery sex for us all when we got home.
We both hope that Annie will remain one of our family for years to come.
In the past three years, we have progressed in our relationship, my love for Bobbi Jo has grown exponentially greater, something that I have never felt in a prior relationship . From the first steps of our journey into the realm of HotWife play to where we are currently is a quantum leap. Bobbi Jo corresponds daily with her cadre of lovers and the hopeful potential ones. Sadly for them, few make the grade. She is very discriminating in her tastes. She only desires self assured, strong willed men with the ability to control her, use her, and make her want more and more...Don't ask her what she wants, or to establish rules. her ideal man will know what she needs, and give it to her. hers is to serve a man, be his play toy, his source of amusement and pleasure.
Those that fulfill her needs, are rewarded with a fantastic experience ( as many have related to me). She frequently is asked to go away for long weekends to be a live in play toy for her "captor", or to be ordered to a place of rendezvous, blindfolded, tied and bound and used for pure sexual gratification for the entire night, then released to return home to me.
I personally enjoy when she invites a lover to our home for dinner, we all talk and in my mind I know that soon the man I am chatting with will take my wife by the hand upstairs to our own bed and use her for his selfish sexual desires, with me helpless to intervene. More than once, I have been tied to a chair, or tied helplessly on the bed next to her in the bedroom, gagged and made to watch as she is used over and over. How lucky can a guy get!
Therein lies the next chapter in the tale of lust and love.
on one such night, i was bound helpless on the bed next to Bobbi Jo as she was being fucked silly by her lover. Watching her mouth the words " I love you" to me as she was being seduced and raped drove me crazy with lust. My cock was ready to explode. As he finished by filling her with his cum while she was driven to her "Nth" orgasm, he lay next to her and smiled at me. Without saying a word, he slid over and took my cock in his hand and slipped it into his mouth! He closed his lips and started to slide up and down on my shaft. Within minutes, I was moaning like crazy, I was approaching the point of no return. With a loud groan, I let go and came with all my possible force into his mouth. He slid my cock fully into his throat and just stayed there for a minute. He then withdrew and moved further up on my body, he placed his lips on mine and allowed my cum to drain into my mouth. We were snowballing my cum. I swallowed much of it and he continued to kiss me and force two of his fingers deep into my ass. I was instantly hard once again. he kept kissing me and softly massaging my body as we all lay there. Bobbi Jo lay there amazed and quite turned on as well. As the night ended, I was somewhat speechless, what was I to say to her? I certainly didn't do anything to iinstigate this scene, nor had he ever given us any hint that he was Bi.
As we lay in bed, we discussed the events, Bobbi Jo said to me, "Well, as I have been having all the fun, I feel a bit guilty, I think that you should run an ad and find playmates for yourself".I was happy to be sure, and a bit confused. I know that she gets a bit jealous when i am with another girl, especially if she is really sexy and hot looking. That's why I suggested Hotwifing, so that she could be the sexual partner and I would be her Cuckold. "Really?" I asked."You mean that I can find a hottie to play with like DeeDee was?"
"NO, she said, "It made me very excited to see you with him tonight, the two of you were so hot together it really made me hot. So, I want you to advertise for Cross Dressers and Transgenders, I know how much you used to enjoy cross dressing with Erika, and being her "girlfriend" when the two of you used to go out dancing. I think that it would be good for you to once again find playmates that enjoy the same things". she exclaimed. Besides, I like it too and will happily join in with you, if you want, or you can date and play alone, it's your choice." I said that I no longer had any of the outfits, shoes wigs or boots that Erika and I had bought for me and that Erika used to do my hair and makeup before we went out. Bobbi Jo said that she would gladly do it for me, and help me pickout sexy, slutty clothesand shoes to wear on my dates. "If you are going to attract hot CDs to play with, you'll have to look your best, LYNN !" She had remembered my pseudonym that Erika had given to me so many years ago! The next morning, we both sat at the computer and placed two ads for me, and spent the rest of the morning shopping online for my outfits. But that is the next chapter....
About three years ago, Bobbi Jo and I decided to add a bit of something new to our relationship. We always enjoyed BDSM games with others, after all, it's part of the lifestyle. Since sex has nothing to do with "classical" BDSM, I thought it time to step up the games. After many discussions, we came to the realization that in order for this to work, it would be best if we had some rules .
Since I have been a swinger for many years, I knew the pitfalls and pleasures of engaging others in your bed. For Bobbi- Jo however, it was rather new and a bit frightening at first. I assured her that it would not only work, but that she would soon come to love it.
I tend to be a very open, and accepting person about sexual games and relationships, for me sex and love are two absolutely different things. I can have mind blowing sex with a person, and have no emotional entanglements at all. it's just physical excitement, period. But, as i well know, women are the opposite end of the spectrum in most cases. it takes a while for them to be as cavalier as men are. So, in order to make her feel comfortable we agreed that she ONLY could date, I would stay home when she went out. To further insure my fidelity, I was to wear a stainless steel cock tube that locked around my balls, and onto my penis. N
ot only was intercourse impossible, but masturbation was off the menu as well. I could not even get an erection, as the tube was only three inches long. I had to remain flacid or pay the price.
In addition, we had a leather collar made for me, it's pink leather, covered in studs, and with the wording CUCKOLD in chrome letters.The final touch is that it too locks on my neck.
Next, we placed ads on two cheater's sites, Ashley Madison, and Affair Connect.
You can check them out, the title of each is the same," LUSTYROSE4U".
Within 24 hours of placing the ads, we had nearly 100 replies! True, many were stupid, crude and idiotic replies, but many were obviously sincere, real life people. She read and read them and selected a few to reply to. Trepidation was obvious, but my urging her on helped allay her fears.
Then she got replies asking her to meet. With a deep breath, she replied YES. The date was set! The next day, I think that I was more excited than she was. My wife was going to be with another guy, and I knew it. Night came, she picked out one of her sexiest fetish outfits and high boots and with her jewelery and makeup, she looked absolutely fabulous. She's a beautiful girl to begin with, and dressed to kill, she is amazing. She came down the stairs from the bedroom like a princess descending to the ball, "I guess this is it" she said. Time for your part. She placed the cock tube on me, and locked it securely in place, the Cuckold collar went on next. She took the keys and into her bag they went. I walked out to her car with her, she gave me a kiss and said, " Don't wait up for me". I almost exploded! off she drove, her red BMW roared away as I stood there with my cock straining at the tube, trying to rip my balls off. Ouch!
A few hours later, I heard the garage door open, she was home! I turned to look at the clock, it was nearly 1 AM. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard the clip clop of high heels come up the stairs. "I'm home lover" she said.
Still dressed in her latex dress and boots, she climbed onto our bed. She pressed her body onto mine and gave me a big wet kiss. "It may be a bit salty, I'm sorry. I just sucked his cock and swallowed every drop of his cum" "He's a really nice guy too", she added. She had my key in her hand, my cock tube came off and within seconds we were fucking like rabbits.
"I think I'm going to like this, a lot" she said."it could be real fun."
The ad replies continued to flood in, and within a week she had a spread sheet to keep up with everyone that wrote. She gave a few select ones our home phone number with the admonition,"if my husband answers, it's OK, just tell him that you are my boyfriend and that you're taking me out on a date"
Wow...
Then, about a week later, she announced that she had a date, a hotel date! With a guy that she had been talking to a lot. She said that he had sent her his photos, that he looked hot, and that he sounded so nice and that she really wanted to see him. I said, "OK, it's your choice."
"Great she said, it's tonight". "You realize that I am going to have sex with him, right?" "yes, " I said, "I hope you really have a fantastic time and get your ass fucked off" "I will, " she smiled and replied. "I will".
As I bid her good by that evening, I again began my waiting, and at 3AM I was rewarded by my beautiful wife coming to our bed, wet, sticky, and so well fucked that her lovers scent was all over her body. " I didn't clean up at the hotel, I knew that you would do it for me." She was right. I did.
Since then, she has made many fine friends, lovers and acquaintances. Many have come to our home not only to pick her up, but to share an evenings fun, share dinner with us and be part of our family. I have become friends with most of them, and it has been a wonderful three years.
After all, who wouldn't like to answer their phone and have the guy on the other end say" Hi, tell Bobbi Jo that I will be there at 9pm to pick her up, I'm really horny, so tell her I intend to fuck her all night long".
That's my girl!
The week crawls along slowly, maybe the calendar is broken? Nah, can't happen, it just seems like that.
The day arrives, my devious mind has been busy at work all week, I have to come up with a super session to impress her.
In our daily many hour long conversations, I learn that she is a latex fetishist, loves dressing in tight latex rubber clothes, Sheer heaven! So am I!
She is a submissive service oriented slave, loves tight inescapable situation bondage, and very tight corsets. She tells me that she loves being pushed to the edge of tolerance and beyond... Then it hits me. A perfect scenario. I have thought about it before, but never had someone that I didn't think would totally freak out during it. That night, I started the planning. my scenario is simple, I am going to tie her to my St Andrew's cross, I am going to tell her that this scene is a flogging scene, nothing too unusual for sure, but it's not...Once I have her naked and securely tied, I am going to tell her the"truth". I am going to place electrodes at critical points on her body, and give her one chance NOT to be electrocuted. She is going to believe that she has come upon a crazy person who is hell bent on snuffing her!
I pick her up at her home, we drive to an industrial park where I have a building, it's late, it's dark, and the entire park is desolate. Not a person to be seen, ideal surroundings for sure.
We enter the building, everything is prepared. We hug and kiss a while, I order her to undress. She does, and without a word. She is wearing a lovely leather corset under her street gear, just right for the scene. I take her into the main room, she sees the cross and becomes excited as there are many more implements of torture there.. my own dungeon.
She backs up to the cross, and I go about attaching her to it. leather cuffs on wrists, ankles, and neck. Each one individually padlocked in place. i tell her that I don't want her to run away. She laughs. Around her mid section, I fasten a wide leather strap to keep her torso from moving , I pull it extra tight. I tell her that I don't want her to yell too much, so a ball gag is in order. She says "Yes sir" and opens her mouth. I fasten the strap around her head and she is ready for step Two.
From nearby, I pull a rolling cart in front of her. a sheet is covering it's contents, which I yank off.
on the cart is a large ominous looking power supply, complete with meters and lights and two controls. Very Frankenstein looking. Several long cables with copper plates are attached, and a
red light bulb build into a fixture on the top of the box.
She looks very puzzled, that's a good thing, I think. I ceremoniously take the cables and unfurl them onto the cart. A tube of lube jell is nearby, I pick it up and apply it to one of the copper electrodes, then I look at her.
"I think that you should know that tonight I am not exactly going to flog you. What I intend to do is electrocute you!. I want to see you squirm, writhe in pain and scream as the current courses through your body. I try to look as ominous as I can possibly pull off, but it's hard not to laugh as I know the truth.
She looks terrified. she tries to pull loose, but that is impossible as the straps are so tight she can barely move anything.
"BUT, I am going to give you ONE chance to survive if you are lucky. I say no more, and go about the ceremonial application of the electrodes, slowly, deliberately, and firmly. one on each ankle, one on each wrist. one on each inner thigh, one on each side of her beautiful neck. One between her legs, firmly against her sex. Her rapid breathing has amazingly calmed down, her mood is almost passive. She however is sweating profusely, and trembling. Good!
Then I strip down to my leather shorts, and put a scary looking black leather bondage hood on myself. She starts to panic again, great!
Then I make a show of turning the power supply on, the red light comes on and she can see that something is happening. I take two cables from the cart and touch them together, I huge spark and SNAP can be heard. her eyes bug out as the panic is really going full bore now. my cock is rock hard and jabbing at my tight shorts.
Then, I tell her of her ONE chance for salvation. I untie her left hand and arm from the cross. I take a rope that is hanging near the cross with a cable and pressure switch attached. I raise her hand and place the switch into it. I tell her that she must not lower her arm as the switch will fall out of it, nor allow the switch to become loose, her grip holds the switch in he "OFF" position.
Should the switch make contact, she will be electrocuted at once. She must hold the switch for FIVE minutes to gain salvation. I point to a large school clock on the wall. I kneel down and tell her that she is going to receive her last oral sex now... I pull close to her and begin to lick her sex. She is so amazingly wet! This scene which she believes is her last moments is turning her on!
She climaxes in minutes with a groan that is audible for miles it seems. Amazing!
"Are you ready, my love?" I ask. She nods Yes. "Hold on to the switch tightly, don't let it loose". She nods again.
I remove my shorts, I am clearly turned on, hard as a rock. I go to the power supply and click on two switches, one, then the other slowly. I stand in front of her and masturbate as she sweats and shakes. As i stand in front of her masturbating, I tell her of how i can't wait to see her shake as the current hits her, how much I want to see her loose bodily control and wet uncontrollably, and what ever else I can think up. After 3 minutes, she becomes very panicky, then like magic, she stops shaking, she is totally calm. She looks at me with what I can only describe as unconditional love and lets go of the switch! A loud automobile horn sounds. It fills the quiet of the building with it's noise. She is shocked, she has no idea of what happened. She is still very much alive and fine. I begin to laugh uncontrollably. I go to her and take the ball gag out of her mouth. WHAT? is the first thing out of her mouth. I explain rapidly and as completely as possible that this is just a joke, the cables go nowhere at all. They are tied in a knot behind the cart. I asked her why she dropped the switch with just two minutes to go. She told me that she loved me so much, that if I wanted to see her expire, it was OK with her, she would give her life for me.
I cut her down, we made love like a wild animal for the rest of the night, we have been together ever since and so very happily married.
It's April 1, yes, April fools day... I am one of the group leaders of Long island leather and roses, a local BDSM group. it's our regular meeting and talk session at a local semi-public spot. As one of the leaders, it's my job to greet newbies that arrive for their first meeting. We're on the second floor of the venue, I turn to see who is the cause of footsteps on the stairs. It's a lovely girl wearing tight leather jeans. This gets my attention, as I am an irreverent leather lover. I walk over to her and introduce myself, and tell her some of the basics of our group meeting and our topics of discussion. Then, it hits me. In Italian, the phrase translates to' " He was hit by a lightning bolt". her blonde hair, her blue eyes, and her smiling face did it.
I was at the meeting with my then current play partner, Erika, but for the last time. After nearly 15 years of play, she was going on to other things, and going to try and be honest with her husband.
As the meeting progressed, I could see the fire in Erika's eyes, she kept looking at the new girl, with daggers shooting out of them.
I had a hard time understanding why, it was to be our last date anyway, and all I did was talk to her, as I had to many , many newbies.
As the meeting was drawing to a close, I looked into the audience, and the new girl was gone. I felt crushed, I didn't even get her name, and I wanted it so badly now.
The next week, all I could do is castigate myself for not getting more information about her, I prayed that she would return the next week for our meeting. Tuesday eve came, and i rushed to the hall to try and talk to her before the meeting started. Nothing...then, feeling crestfallen, she appeared! my heart skipped a beat!. I immediately went to her and did my best to chat her up. Apparently, she had similar feelings about me.. and after some explanation about Erika, she felt better about me. Apparently, Erika's not so subtle desire to rip her eyes out was matched...her name is Bobbi-Jo.
We made a date for later that week, it was like being a teenager, we went to dinner at a nice restaurant, I thought I was being suave and cool, later she told me that I looked scared to death!. go figure.
Well, that was eleven years ago, we have never been apart since. We are now married, and for the first time in my life, i am 100% happy.
After our dinner date, we set a play date to explore our common lust for things kinky. it seems that we were both on the same pages kink-wise and couldn't wait to get our hands on each other.
But, that's another post entirely.
