I know now that Robbie is much happier that I am no longer pretending he is good in bed. He's not good in bed, and my acknowledging that and acting on that arouses him. I don't really understand it, but that doesn't matter. I accept it for what it is, and it works for us. We both like how this blunt honesty between us has turned out.
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I have come to appreciate that feeling, too!
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maybe in time you'll teach him to be better... but as @policywank stated... as long as he knows he'll never be a pro baseball player ! ;-)
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I'm right there with you. The “sexual context” is key. Of course, the more you get in touch with this part of yourself, and the more these parts of each of you become attuned to each other, the easier it becomes to put just about anything into a sexual context— when you want that.
In the summer of 2017, I was between my junior and senior year of college. I was working an internship for a company in Texas, and Robbie and I had not seen each other in months. We were so far away, and I was feeling so lonely, and on a phone call one night I was apologizing for the situation. I told him that I felt so selfish for being so focused on my career goals. (His parents wholeheartedly agreed with that assessment!) Robbie said something like, "This is the way it should be. My job is to support you." That made me very uneasy, and I pushed back, but he told me that he felt like his job in our relationship was to be in a supporting role. Back then, oh gosh, I couldn't accept that, and I pushed back vehemently. Did I want him in a strictly supporting role? Sure! But I was never going to be that person. What would my parents think?
It took me too long to accept that the supporting role is truly what he wanted. It took me even longer to admit that it is what I wanted, too. Now he tells me, "live your life, and tell me what I can do to make it better." That's who we are as a couple. My parents don't have to know.
When Alex said I am spoiled, he was right. Now I intend to stay that way.
It took me too long to accept that the supporting role is truly what he wanted. It took me even longer to admit that it is what I wanted, too. Now he tells me, "live your life, and tell me what I can do to make it better." That's who we are as a couple. My parents don't have to know.
When Alex said I am spoiled, he was right. Now I intend to stay that way.
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Yep... good for you!...work hard to stay spoilt! It's worth it!!
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Leah, This is a topic that I have thought a good deal about and my Wife/Mistress and I have talked quite openly about. I would definitely distinguish between hurtful (often shame triggering) humiliation, erotic humiliation, and punishment.
For example, if my wife were to reveal to my buddies that I wear panties and I am not allowed PIV sex, I would be deeply humiliated in a nonsexual way and perhaps avoid seeing these friends. My childhood experiences of bullying would be triggered in a most hurtful way. However, if she were to suggest telling a trusted woman friend “because she should know the truth about you” I’d much more likely be aroused by this, especially if this is a friend who .i found attractive who I believed would honor the secret. The idea of a trusted woman knowing is erotically humiliating.
On the rare occasions that she has punished me, it has not been erotic. There has been no question that being punished by her, however, increased her authority and my sense of awe of her. If she let me get by with disobeying or disrespecting, the luster would soon come off my idealization of her, and I have a striping need to view her as superior.
Erotic humiliation is very powerful, but it is not easy to master, and sometimes the boundary between erotic and shaming is razor thin. It takes empathy and knowing your partner and his triggers, erotic and wounding.
When she plays me like a finely tuned fiddle, my devotion to her compounds infinitely.
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If it were me the fact that he screwed a piece of metal to the floor would be a minor transgression. It is a stupid thing to do but well within the range of an innocent mistake from a guy more focussed on his car than common sense. The more significant transgression was not immediately owning the mistake and actually suggesting that it was your fault for not seeing it. If he would think about that for half a second, he should realize how stupid of a position that is to take.
I think of Robbie's reaction as the kind of defensive stance that people take when they just don't want to be wrong. Sometimes it is because they fear the consequences of being wrong, but more often I think it is just the immaturity of someone not wanting to admit to being wrong. Any mature adult needs to get beyond that and own the consequences of their actions, but it is especially important for a Submissive.
I expect my Sub hubby to be thoughtful and not make dumb mistakes. But nobody is perfect so the occasional slip up is allowed. Not owning up to it is not allowed. With me the punishment for that would be far more severe than the original dumb mistake. I count that as training my Sub cuckold.
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Yes.
Like Robbie I was much happier when Jane my wife finally stopped pretending I could fully satisfy her sexually. Yes I can give her orgasms with tongue fingers and vibe, and even sometimes with my very average cock. But it’s manifestly obvious that better endowed men , usually black guys, but not always, take her to levels I’ve never been able to match. Yet although she’d experienced this many times, knew I’d watched and seen the difference, she tried for years to ‘ reassure’ me . Now I understand that she enjoys sex with me in a special way- I know she loves me and our sex is a manifestation of it, and that’s lovely. But pretending that it compared didn’t make me happier- accepting the truth did. Now I don’t feel failure with every orgasm.
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This was one of my initial humiliations, and is now one of my kinks.
My first date with Alex continued...
When we got in the car, I owed him in so far as it was a game. But now I owed him for real, and I ached to pay my debt. I opened my eyes, reached across, and took hold of the substantial erection straining against his dress pants. It felt prominent and obscene. I was a married woman touching a new cock, a stranger's cock. I felt like I was finally on the path of becoming the dirty girl I want to be. Arousal burned in my chest like a house on fire.
Alex let go a long sigh of pleasure, like a guy who had never had his cock touched before. It reminded me of the first time I touched Travis' cock. He acted the same way. It was like my hand hand held some sort of magic power that caused guys to melt. Alex, the older, more exprienced, career-established guy, held my gaze with begging eyes. It was like I held all his power in my hand. I wanted more of that power, and I began to stroke the dense meat. Alex looked down to watch. My small manicured fingers looked miniature compared to the huge bulge they were touching.
"You have very small hands," he said.
"I do," I said in a soft, subdued voice, "and you have a very large cock."
Alex looked around outside of the car.
"It's time for you to make your first installment," he said.
"Is it?"
"Yes, it is."
He began undoing his belt.
"I don't get a 30-day grace period or anything?"
"You've had a grace period already."
"When did that happen?"
"Because you left me hard as a rock two nights in New Orleans."
I didn't know he had gotten hard when we were together. I had no idea.
"I did that?" I asked. It was an honest question, but Alex thought I was pretending not to know. Like leaving him hard was my intentions all along.
Alex was pulling down his zipper.
"Yes, you did, and now you're going to pay up."
He leaned back in his seat, pulled his pants and underwear down to about mid thigh, and there is was, lying against his belly. My first thought was what Travis says. "Christ-A-Mighty!"
I guess tall guys have big cocks.
He held it straight up. "Put your mouth right there."
"Wait," I said, "take off one shoe."
Alex's expression was like, WTF?
"Take off a shoe?" He asked. His incredulous tone and the look on his face caused me to chuckle.
"Yes," I giggled, just take off a shoe. Hurry." Alex rolled his eyes and pulled off a shoe. "Pull your pants down and pull that leg out of your pants," I added. Now he was beginning to see the picture, and he pulled his shoeless leg out of his pants without anymore attitude. I pulled off my heels, climbed over the console, and got on the floor between his legs. He wasn't complaining now. I pulled his cock down toward me until it pointed at my face. It felt as hard and warm as a marble rolling pin that had been left on the oven.
I looked up at him with a smile.
"Better?"
"Much better," he said.
While holding his gaze, I slowly, teasingly, placed a tender wet kiss on the left side of his cockhead, letting my lips wrap around as much hard flesh as possible, just a caress, and then slowly dragging them off.
"Ohhhh...." he sighed. He had those begging eyes again.
I did the same thing to the right side, slowly, very slowly. Alex watched intently, as my plump lips wrapped around the right half of the prominent head of his engorged cock. I could feel the huge flesh swell even larger, as he sucked in air and let go another sigh of pleasure. I smiled up at him, and then, ever so slowly and holding his gaze, I placed a tender wet kiss on the underside of his prominent cockhead.
With those begging eyes, he gushed, "Ohhhh....babygirl."
Alex's cock looks like an angry bodybuilder's muscle. It's got big, blue, winding veins that stick out prominently along its length, and while Travis's cock has a small amount of give to it, Alex's cock feels like it's been chisled out of heavy stone. And whoever chisled it made sure the head was just as angry and pronounced. The whole oversized cock looks mean and evil.
Alex put his hand behind my head and pulled my mouth onto his cock.
"Suck it," he said. He wasn't asking, and to be honest, I liked that. I gladly took his big cockhead into my mouth. I looked him in the eye and sucked, and while I sucked, he watched my mouth do its work toward paying my debts. At some point, I began to stroke the bottom of his cockhead with my tongue. That little technique surprised him, and that, along with me knowing to climb over the console, I'm sure, made him curious.
"Oh, babygirl," he said of my stroking tongue, "that's so good! Where'd you learn to do that?"
(Continued: https://forum.literotica.com/threads/leahaven.1625758/post-101259148)
When we got in the car, I owed him in so far as it was a game. But now I owed him for real, and I ached to pay my debt. I opened my eyes, reached across, and took hold of the substantial erection straining against his dress pants. It felt prominent and obscene. I was a married woman touching a new cock, a stranger's cock. I felt like I was finally on the path of becoming the dirty girl I want to be. Arousal burned in my chest like a house on fire.
Alex let go a long sigh of pleasure, like a guy who had never had his cock touched before. It reminded me of the first time I touched Travis' cock. He acted the same way. It was like my hand hand held some sort of magic power that caused guys to melt. Alex, the older, more exprienced, career-established guy, held my gaze with begging eyes. It was like I held all his power in my hand. I wanted more of that power, and I began to stroke the dense meat. Alex looked down to watch. My small manicured fingers looked miniature compared to the huge bulge they were touching.
"You have very small hands," he said.
"I do," I said in a soft, subdued voice, "and you have a very large cock."
Alex looked around outside of the car.
"It's time for you to make your first installment," he said.
"Is it?"
"Yes, it is."
He began undoing his belt.
"I don't get a 30-day grace period or anything?"
"You've had a grace period already."
"When did that happen?"
"Because you left me hard as a rock two nights in New Orleans."
I didn't know he had gotten hard when we were together. I had no idea.
"I did that?" I asked. It was an honest question, but Alex thought I was pretending not to know. Like leaving him hard was my intentions all along.
Alex was pulling down his zipper.
"Yes, you did, and now you're going to pay up."
He leaned back in his seat, pulled his pants and underwear down to about mid thigh, and there is was, lying against his belly. My first thought was what Travis says. "Christ-A-Mighty!"
I guess tall guys have big cocks.
He held it straight up. "Put your mouth right there."
"Wait," I said, "take off one shoe."
Alex's expression was like, WTF?
"Take off a shoe?" He asked. His incredulous tone and the look on his face caused me to chuckle.
"Yes," I giggled, just take off a shoe. Hurry." Alex rolled his eyes and pulled off a shoe. "Pull your pants down and pull that leg out of your pants," I added. Now he was beginning to see the picture, and he pulled his shoeless leg out of his pants without anymore attitude. I pulled off my heels, climbed over the console, and got on the floor between his legs. He wasn't complaining now. I pulled his cock down toward me until it pointed at my face. It felt as hard and warm as a marble rolling pin that had been left on the oven.
I looked up at him with a smile.
"Better?"
"Much better," he said.
While holding his gaze, I slowly, teasingly, placed a tender wet kiss on the left side of his cockhead, letting my lips wrap around as much hard flesh as possible, just a caress, and then slowly dragging them off.
"Ohhhh...." he sighed. He had those begging eyes again.
I did the same thing to the right side, slowly, very slowly. Alex watched intently, as my plump lips wrapped around the right half of the prominent head of his engorged cock. I could feel the huge flesh swell even larger, as he sucked in air and let go another sigh of pleasure. I smiled up at him, and then, ever so slowly and holding his gaze, I placed a tender wet kiss on the underside of his prominent cockhead.
With those begging eyes, he gushed, "Ohhhh....babygirl."
Alex's cock looks like an angry bodybuilder's muscle. It's got big, blue, winding veins that stick out prominently along its length, and while Travis's cock has a small amount of give to it, Alex's cock feels like it's been chisled out of heavy stone. And whoever chisled it made sure the head was just as angry and pronounced. The whole oversized cock looks mean and evil.
Alex put his hand behind my head and pulled my mouth onto his cock.
"Suck it," he said. He wasn't asking, and to be honest, I liked that. I gladly took his big cockhead into my mouth. I looked him in the eye and sucked, and while I sucked, he watched my mouth do its work toward paying my debts. At some point, I began to stroke the bottom of his cockhead with my tongue. That little technique surprised him, and that, along with me knowing to climb over the console, I'm sure, made him curious.
"Oh, babygirl," he said of my stroking tongue, "that's so good! Where'd you learn to do that?"
(Continued: https://forum.literotica.com/threads/leahaven.1625758/post-101259148)
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I pulled my mouth off. "Travis," I replied, blurting out the facts. (I didn't actually learn it from Travis. I learned it myself while experimenting on Travis.) I went to put my mouth back on Alex's cock, but he stopped me.
"You're sucking off Travis?" he asked, incredulous. In New Orleans, he had really only seen the demure side of me, so this news caught him by surprise. But a second later the full scope of it all occured to him, and he added, "....in your own house....behind Robbie's back? YOU?"
(Actually, Travis hadn't moved back in yet, but I didn't expect him to remember that.)
"Well," I replied, "I suck him off sometimes."
I went to put my mouth back on Alex's cock, but he stopped me again. He had noticed that I didn't say anything about "behind Robbie's back."
"Are you saying Robbie knows?" he asked, then he stared at me, waiting for me to respond, but I didn't. I only averted my eyes. A slight grin began to form on his face. "No way," he said. I still didn't answer, but the picture was becoming clearer, and he asked, "Does he know you're here?"
"He might."
Alex's face lit up like he had just won the lottery.
"Ohhhh, baby girl!" he exclaimed. "You and me are going to get along so, so very well. SO very well." He pulled my mouth onto his cock, adding, "Now you've got some work to do. You've got a dinner to pay for."
He locked eyes with me while I happily sucked on the head of his giant cock. He was convinced that I owed him, and I was, too. I only wished Robbie had been there to watch.
He turned his head and looked out at the setting sun.
"I can't think of a better way to end the day," he said. I was sucking on the head of his cock, and he was as calm as a guy on a beach vacation. "A full belly, a beautiful sunset, and the hottest little thing in the world sucking on my cock." He turned to me and placed his hand on the back of my head. "A little deeper," he said, pulling on my head. I opened my mouth wider and sank it further onto his stiff cock. "Ah, yeah," he sighed proudly, "that's my good girl."
My small fingers, wrapped around his huge cock, could feel the thick, bulging veins. My stroking tongue could feel the distinct shape of his unusually pronounced cockhead. The shaft was harder than hard, and the whole filthy length of meat felt vulgar, almost offensive. He watched me out there on the end of it, dutifully sucking. I was a demure, married, Christian girl, orally servicing his wicked cock. I could see that thought in his eyes.
As for me, I had never been so wet in my life.
It took some time, but I could see Alex was begining to approach orgasm. He pulled my hands off his cock and told me to put them behind my back. "Just mouth, babygirl," he said quietly, "just mouth." He began to rock his hips a little, and he watched his thick, muscular cock slightly fuck my mouth. "Don't you stop," he said. "Don't you stop." Then he looked me in the eye with a serious expression. "I want you to tell Robbie that I came in your mouth. You hear me?"
I nodded as best I could with my mouth impaled on oversized shaft of meat.
"Here it cums, babygirl," he said, his voice rising. "Here it cums. Don't stop. Don't stop." His legs stiffened and he almost lifted his ass off the seat, pushing even more cock into my already full mouth. "Here it cums!"
In that brief moment just before his cock went into spasms, I wondered if a woman's underwear could get so wet that they might drip, and then he ejaculated into my mouth.
"Take it!" he said. He ejaculated again, groaning. "Take it, babygirl!. Yeah, take it!" But there was no need for him to tell me to "take it." I had every intention of draining him dry. Again and again, his cock flexed and spasmed. "Yeah, yeah!" he encouraged as he watched his cock pulse in my sucking mouth. He could hardly believe I was actually "taking it."
Finally he had nothing left to give. He let go a long sigh as his body relaxed, and he settled into the seat. I continuted to gently suck his still hard cock, looking up at him and hoping he saw me as the dirtiest girl he had ever met. He lightly touched my face.
"Ohhh, fuck, babygirl," he said, a smile forming. "That was unreal!"
I finally pulled my mouth off.
"It was," I said. "I enjoyed that immensely."
Alex got a sly smirk. If I was talking, that meant I had swallowed it all.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed. "You're a fucking angel from heaven!"
I giggled like a little girl. I was so proud of myself.
I drove him back to his car, and as we said our goodbyes, he asked me to see him again next Wednesday. "I'll get a room," he said.
"Have I not paid up?"
"You paid for tonight's dinner. You've still got two nights in New Orleans you owe me for." His voice was serious and completely unapologetic. He opened the door, stepped out, and turned around inside the open door.
"Make sure you tell Robbie everything that happened," he said, leaning over and looking into the car. "Send me a text when that's done."
I didn't know what to say.
Alex squatted down, and his voice became soft.
"Leah," he said, "this has been the best evening of my life. You are truly an angel from heaven."
"An angel with debt," I replied.
He thought for a moment, serious face, contemplating, and then said, "I'm afraid so, babygirl. That's just how it is."
"Good," I said with a nod. "I like that."
(Continued: https://forum.literotica.com/threads/leahaven.1625758/post-101261369)
"You're sucking off Travis?" he asked, incredulous. In New Orleans, he had really only seen the demure side of me, so this news caught him by surprise. But a second later the full scope of it all occured to him, and he added, "....in your own house....behind Robbie's back? YOU?"
(Actually, Travis hadn't moved back in yet, but I didn't expect him to remember that.)
"Well," I replied, "I suck him off sometimes."
I went to put my mouth back on Alex's cock, but he stopped me again. He had noticed that I didn't say anything about "behind Robbie's back."
"Are you saying Robbie knows?" he asked, then he stared at me, waiting for me to respond, but I didn't. I only averted my eyes. A slight grin began to form on his face. "No way," he said. I still didn't answer, but the picture was becoming clearer, and he asked, "Does he know you're here?"
"He might."
Alex's face lit up like he had just won the lottery.
"Ohhhh, baby girl!" he exclaimed. "You and me are going to get along so, so very well. SO very well." He pulled my mouth onto his cock, adding, "Now you've got some work to do. You've got a dinner to pay for."
He locked eyes with me while I happily sucked on the head of his giant cock. He was convinced that I owed him, and I was, too. I only wished Robbie had been there to watch.
He turned his head and looked out at the setting sun.
"I can't think of a better way to end the day," he said. I was sucking on the head of his cock, and he was as calm as a guy on a beach vacation. "A full belly, a beautiful sunset, and the hottest little thing in the world sucking on my cock." He turned to me and placed his hand on the back of my head. "A little deeper," he said, pulling on my head. I opened my mouth wider and sank it further onto his stiff cock. "Ah, yeah," he sighed proudly, "that's my good girl."
My small fingers, wrapped around his huge cock, could feel the thick, bulging veins. My stroking tongue could feel the distinct shape of his unusually pronounced cockhead. The shaft was harder than hard, and the whole filthy length of meat felt vulgar, almost offensive. He watched me out there on the end of it, dutifully sucking. I was a demure, married, Christian girl, orally servicing his wicked cock. I could see that thought in his eyes.
As for me, I had never been so wet in my life.
It took some time, but I could see Alex was begining to approach orgasm. He pulled my hands off his cock and told me to put them behind my back. "Just mouth, babygirl," he said quietly, "just mouth." He began to rock his hips a little, and he watched his thick, muscular cock slightly fuck my mouth. "Don't you stop," he said. "Don't you stop." Then he looked me in the eye with a serious expression. "I want you to tell Robbie that I came in your mouth. You hear me?"
I nodded as best I could with my mouth impaled on oversized shaft of meat.
"Here it cums, babygirl," he said, his voice rising. "Here it cums. Don't stop. Don't stop." His legs stiffened and he almost lifted his ass off the seat, pushing even more cock into my already full mouth. "Here it cums!"
In that brief moment just before his cock went into spasms, I wondered if a woman's underwear could get so wet that they might drip, and then he ejaculated into my mouth.
"Take it!" he said. He ejaculated again, groaning. "Take it, babygirl!. Yeah, take it!" But there was no need for him to tell me to "take it." I had every intention of draining him dry. Again and again, his cock flexed and spasmed. "Yeah, yeah!" he encouraged as he watched his cock pulse in my sucking mouth. He could hardly believe I was actually "taking it."
Finally he had nothing left to give. He let go a long sigh as his body relaxed, and he settled into the seat. I continuted to gently suck his still hard cock, looking up at him and hoping he saw me as the dirtiest girl he had ever met. He lightly touched my face.
"Ohhh, fuck, babygirl," he said, a smile forming. "That was unreal!"
I finally pulled my mouth off.
"It was," I said. "I enjoyed that immensely."
Alex got a sly smirk. If I was talking, that meant I had swallowed it all.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed. "You're a fucking angel from heaven!"
I giggled like a little girl. I was so proud of myself.
I drove him back to his car, and as we said our goodbyes, he asked me to see him again next Wednesday. "I'll get a room," he said.
"Have I not paid up?"
"You paid for tonight's dinner. You've still got two nights in New Orleans you owe me for." His voice was serious and completely unapologetic. He opened the door, stepped out, and turned around inside the open door.
"Make sure you tell Robbie everything that happened," he said, leaning over and looking into the car. "Send me a text when that's done."
I didn't know what to say.
Alex squatted down, and his voice became soft.
"Leah," he said, "this has been the best evening of my life. You are truly an angel from heaven."
"An angel with debt," I replied.
He thought for a moment, serious face, contemplating, and then said, "I'm afraid so, babygirl. That's just how it is."
"Good," I said with a nod. "I like that."
(Continued: https://forum.literotica.com/threads/leahaven.1625758/post-101261369)
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When I got home, after my first date with Alex, I was still very, very horny. I had Robbie use his mouth to soothe the ache between my supple thighs, and while he did his duty, I told him everything that happened, just as Alex told me to do. When I had gotten my relief, I told Robbie that since I had enjoyed such a wonderful evening, he could jerk off. He stripped off his gym pants, sat up in bed, and began jerking on his stiff little erection. While he did that, I texted Alex.
"Here is your text, sir," I wrote. "I told Robbie."
"You told him everything?"
"Everything"
"You told him that you repaid me for your expensive dinner in the car?"
"I did."
"Did you tell him how much you enjoyed paying your fair share?"
"I did. I told him I paid down to the very last drop. He said I have always been very diligent about paying down debt."
"You were very diligent. Highly commendable"
"Thank you."
I heard a slight groan from Robbie, jerking off next to me. I looked over, and he was cumming on his belly. He didn't last two minutes.
My phone buzzed. I had received another text.
"Would you like Robbie to join us on Wednesday?"
Oh gosh! I didn't know how I wanted to answer that question. This was moving too fast!
"Can I think about it?" I replied.
"You have 24 hours."
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"Here is your text, sir," I wrote. "I told Robbie."
"You told him everything?"
"Everything"
"You told him that you repaid me for your expensive dinner in the car?"
"I did."
"Did you tell him how much you enjoyed paying your fair share?"
"I did. I told him I paid down to the very last drop. He said I have always been very diligent about paying down debt."
"You were very diligent. Highly commendable"
"Thank you."
I heard a slight groan from Robbie, jerking off next to me. I looked over, and he was cumming on his belly. He didn't last two minutes.
My phone buzzed. I had received another text.
"Would you like Robbie to join us on Wednesday?"
Oh gosh! I didn't know how I wanted to answer that question. This was moving too fast!
"Can I think about it?" I replied.
"You have 24 hours."
(Continued: https://forum.literotica.com/threads/leahaven.1625758/post-101279453)
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Leah, I am amazed that Robbie didn’t cum in his pants (panties?) while he was worshipping you and you were telling him about you and Ales. I am quite sure I would have…
Consider the contrast … Alex cums with your mouth wrapped around his cock and you staring at his face … your husband Robbie jerks off next to you while you are busy texting on your phone and virtually ignoring him. Both males, different breeds, have happy endings!
Consider the contrast … Alex cums with your mouth wrapped around his cock and you staring at his face … your husband Robbie jerks off next to you while you are busy texting on your phone and virtually ignoring him. Both males, different breeds, have happy endings!
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Robbie and I are soulmates. I know exactly how happy his happy endings are!
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Both Alex and Robbie are interested in hearing about your intimate relationships with other men. But bringing them together with you would definitely be a big step beyond just telling them about other men.
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That is so true your husband is not alone A lot of us married men absolutely love have their wives fucked by other men.
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In my humble submale opinion, I think there is a risk of going too fast with this. There is a risk to Robbie. Is he truly ready to be humiliated in front of another man, an alpha man fucking his wife? Also, you lose the opportunity to to play this out. With Robbie, you can string this along for some time and use this situation to keep him on edge and highly aroused (and thereby motivated). With Alex, again IMHO, you don’t want to look too easy or like he is calling the shots. Of course I am attracted to Dominant Women (and I think you can be very dominant and assertive): but I get the sense that you are rather demure around Alex, “babygirl.” Maybe he needs to see that although you pay your debts, you call your own shots! Just a sub males POV…
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I am wary when a man is immediately keen to involve my cuckold in our sexual interactions. It isn't necessarily a problem, but I need to understand his perspective and motivations. Most guys in that situation see themselves as the "bull" coming into dominate cuckold and hot wife. That is not necessarily a problem. But personally I don't like that scenario and it isn't obvious to me that Robbie has embraced that yet.
One of the things I use my dominant role for is to protect my cuckold. Our interactions are highly unconventional, but the bottomline is that my role comes with responsibilities. Both the rights and responsibilities of that role are mine and they are not transferable without his consent. Even with his consent I would still apply my judgment to the role that any other man plays in our lives.
And as the Dom with those responsibilities if I let another man into our direct relationship and it has negative implications for my cuckold that is 100% my fault. It is up to me to set the parameters.
Personally, I am not submissive with my lovers. Other hotwives are. To each their own. But if you are going to be dominant with your husband but submissive with your lovers it is dangerous to mix the two. You can't fulfill your role as Dom to your husband while ceding control to your lover. If that lover is to Dom both of you that is a right he needs to earn and gain consent from both of you. Even if Robbie says he gives you consent to convey that right to your lover it is entirely incumbent upon you to ensure that lover can be trusted with that authority.
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You are a born storyteller. I love sucking cock, and when you describe it, I feel as if I was right there, as if I was you. And in the very same moment, I feel like a humiliated husband waiting eagerly at home....
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@LeaHaven: I tend to agree with both of the above sentiments— first, not pushing Robbie too hard, too fast. But second, that with Alex as well as Robbie, you have the opportunity to draw this out with tantalizing slowness. Why rush it, just because Alex wants you to? I suggest you give it time, and let the anticipation build.
@LeaHaven : you do you, of course. Don't shape your life around anyone else's desires or fantasies— mine included, of course! But I do want to point out— and probably this is perfectly obvious, but then again sometimes we don't see the things that are closest to us — that you appear to be quickly slipping into a submissive role with Alex. Is this what you truly want? Because once in, it's going to be hard to back out, at least without some anguish. And Robbie? Clearly he loves your dominance. Is he going to go along with a man usurping that role?
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Yes, yes, yes! 100%agree? Love it that Policywonk sees it as her responsibility to protect her husband. Of course! A submissive is depending on the Domme. There is a responsibility that accompanies that!
