Slickrick123
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Wow Sheana that was incredible.
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Oh, that makes sense. So now you two hope to find a cuckcake or a vixen?
So, if anyone has any thoughts about what I should do for the next encounter, I'd love to hear them.
So, if anyone has any thoughts about what I should do for the next encounter, I'd love to hear them.
Wait, you found this thread on tumblr?
I recently got involved in an interesting relationship. I had been hanging out with a couple for a while on and off. Now of course I had been flirtatious with the husband of the couple, because it's what I do but hadn't anticipated anything coming of it - especially since I'm trying to behave right now.
One evening after watching movies and drinking the wife - we'll call her Jill - told me that I should sleep over since I was clearly very drunk. I took her up on the offer, and the evening started winding down. I was resting with a blanket on the couch while I heard the husband - we'll call him Mark - getting ready for bed. Jill came down and sat next to me then leaned over a little cuddling me slightly.
"Hey, so I noticed you flirting with Mark." she said. I got a pit in my stomach and started up slightly saying "Oh my god, I'm sorry...". She interrupted me "It's okay, he likes you too."
I paused and looked at her.
"I thought maybe you could sleep in the bed tonight." she said.
"With you?" I was a little confused about what was happening here.
She responded "No, with Mark. I'll sleep down here."
We continued talking for a minute, and she explained that she's not into women but wants Mark to fuck me. I responded that I'd sleep with Mark, but made no promises of fucking him. So I went upstairs.
I was wearing boyshorts and a t-shirt. When I got upstairs Mark was walking out of the bathroom into the bedroom and gave me a puzzled look.
"Um, Jill said she wanted me to sleep up here tonight" I told him.
"Damnit Jill" he said knowingly and walked downstairs to talk to Jill. I heard their muffled conversation that was quite tense. About 20 minutes later Mark showed back up in the room. "Okay, you can sleep in here." he told me.
"Okay..." I said a little confused as I crawled under the covers.
Mark was a thin and sort of nerdy attractive man in his early 30's. After he crawled into bed I just laid there staring at the ceiling for a few minutes and then rolled onto my side cuddling him.
At first his body didn't respond, but soon I let a hand start wandering up and down his body. I caressed his arm, thigh, chest. With each stroke I could feel the sexual tension building between us. After this went on for a little bit we came closer together and kissed. The kissing led to him finally touching my body and soon our hands were roaming over each other. Eventually I reached down to feel his thick cock under his shorts. I slipped my hand underneath and began rubbing it. He showed pleasure on his face and kept moving his hands over my body.
I was of course really horny at this point and wanted more than caresses, so I took his hand and placed it inside my panties. He took this as a cue to peel them off me, exposing my swollen lips. It didn't take much gesturing for me to get what I wanted next, and he kissed down my body and placed his tongue on me. I enjoyed the sensation of his warm breath as his tongue flattened out and licked the length of my slit. After doing this for a bit he focused his attention on my clit, rolling his tongue around and around in circles as I felt the pressure of an orgasm waiting to be released building and building. Soon my hips were uncontrollably gyrating and he held them with his two hands and started flicking his tongue rapidly against my clit. Soon this sent me over the edge and I started bucking against his face and moaning. I hadn't realized just how loud I had been until it stopped, so I blushed.
With me relaxed he removed his underwear and began to crawl on top of me, but I put my hand over my oozing entrance and said "Not tonight".
With that I grabbed his swollen member with the hand just lubricated by my juices and started pumping at his cock while it hovered outside my pussy. While he was enjoying this he was clearly also starting to get frustrated - he needed more. I sat up and adjusted him to the edge of the bed and squeezed some pre-cum out of him, I wrapped him in my tits and started wanking him. Soon I felt his warm ejaculate cover my cleavage. He collapsed on the bed and I lay down next to him. I woke up in the morning with Jill standing over me and shaking me awake "Get up, time to go" she demanded. She seemed really annoyed, and I didn't quite understand.
A week went by and I didn't hear from them, which made me worried that I'd once again let my pussy get in the way of my life. Then I unexpectedly got a call for Jill asking me to lunch. We met up, and talked. She explained what was going on. She gets off on her husband having sex with other women, and that was their first adventure in that territory. That suddenly made the entire dynamic make sense to me, but I was also surprised because I didn't know such people existed. I had met cuckolds before, but not "reverse cuckolds". She wanted me to become a regular part of their life but she had to explain what she wanted:
I was only allowed to fuck Mark when she was around, or when I knew she'd "catch" us.
She wasn't attracted to women, but got off on being dominated by them. She didn't want and dominance play between me and Mark though.
She was only interested in lesbian play as part of a scene with Mark.
The conversation also clarified that to some extent the dynamic was more about me and her, and about her and Mark, than about me and Mark. We agreed that I would take the lead on how next time happened.
Naturally I went home and did some research, discovering that my role is called a "cuckcake", and she a "cuckquean". Also, this fantasy while obviously less common than cuckoldry is still pretty damn common. I also read about what sorts of fantasies people have about this. I was pretty excited, as this felt a little bit like my sexual calling in life.
Well, I knew her and Mark's work schedules, so a few days later I made arrangements to meet with Mark at their place. I wore a vinyl miniskirt, thigh highs, a crop top, heels, and of course no panties. I showed up looking as seductive as possible, and right after mark let me in I started kissing him.
I knew she would be home in half an hour so my first task was really just to get mark as hard as possible for the next twenty minutes. I kissed him, and then suggested we sit down and talk; after talking a big I rubbed the front of his pants while still talking. A bit later I stood up and bent over in fron of mark so he could see up my skirt. Then I gave him a lap dance and started to strip. By the time twenty minutes had passed I was naked grinding my soaked pussy against the bulge in his pants. At this point I stood up and removed his ruined pants and began to undress him. I retrieved a condom from my purse and rolled it on him. When he finally entered me I anticipated Jill would be home in about five minutes.
Slowly I slid his cock in and out of my quivering cunt. My goal here was to tease him. I'd tighten around him and slide down his shaft then sit heavily on him balls deep inside me. Then I'd slide up slowly and hover with just the tip inside me. After a minute of this he tried controlling the thrusting, but I refused until I heard the sound of a key go in the door. At that moment I started pumping hard against his cock.
Jill opened the door and found me vigorously fucking her husband, and at first she must have felt shock because she dropped her purse on the floor before closing the door. She just stared at be grinding away before leaving down the hall for the bathroom. With this I slowed a little, slightly worried but intent on what was happening. She came back into the room soon, and sat on the other end of the couch. She removed her pants and started touching herself which prompted me to fuck her husband harder.
It wasn't long until I came and felt a little exhausted, so Mark picked my up and lay me next to Jill and started thrusting into me. After a little while I could tell he was getting close so I pushed him out of me and took the condom off him and started masturbating him aiming at her face. Pretty soon he started cumming in my hand all over Jills blouse and face which made her start cumming pretty hard.
Then we all collapsed in satisfaction having a relatively normal evening. The fun part now is planning what I'm going to do next.
I'm curious about peoples fantasies or experiences as either Cuckquesns or Cuckcakes. I recently have become a couples vixen/cuckcake (details below), and so want to hear about experiences or get ideas.
A Cuckquean is a woman who gets off on her husband being with other women.
Soon, I promise.
Awesome to hear your experience Sheana, and so looking forward to the next chapter. RSoon, I promise.
I'm still kind of surprised this is a thing. Despite our new semi open marriage where my wife is now having with another man, she'd go ballistic if I had sex with another woman.
I went home and ate lunch. I showered. I grabbed my strap on and harnessed myself in. I then put on some slacks, some combat boots and a button up shirt and left my house to head back to her place.
See, I realized I was attracted to her. And I needed to have her. But the only way I was going to be able to have her was to break her in, and I was determined to break her in. I don't know if she masturbated last night, but I knew her pussy would be aching for attention, and I was going to give it the attention it needed.
I crossed town, entered her building and let myself into her apartment. She greeted me in a white swing dress. She smiled at me nervously, and I approached her putting my hands on her waist saying "Well, you look totally edible". She blushed nervously and started to turn away. I grabbed one of her wrists and placed her hand at the bulge in my pants. She recoiled with an astonished look on her face. She tried to struggle away, but I took her hand and place it on the dining room table using the rest of my body to bend her over it.
"What are you doing?" she said. I leaned my body over hers and whispered into her ear "You know the safe word" I said continuing to hold her left hand down as my right hand reached under the skirt of her dress. She protested "But I don't want...". I interrupted her after sticking a finger under her panties feeling how wet she was "Your mouth says no but your body says yes."
She didn't say anything in response. I undid my pants and hefted the dildo in my hand rubbing it against her panties.
She didn't move.
I grabbed her panties with my right hand and pulled them down in one tug ripping them a little. She spread her legs slightly. I guided the dildo into her and holding her down proceeded to fuck her vigorously.
Each thrust shifted the table forward slightly, and it wasn't long before she was letting out high pitch orgasms. She must have cum three or four times in rapid succession before she said "Yellow!".
I stopped, my glistening dildo left her cavity with a satisfying sound. I pulled up my pants not worried about the mess since my own juices had already soaked them. She stood up and turned around and we embraced for a few minutes. "Let's go to your bed and talk" I said.
We talked for about an hour or so, about all sorts of things - though I'm not going to share them here. After a while we started making out, and I climbed on top of her and fucked her again. She orgasmed over and over again, and I kept going until she was clearly exhausted from cumming. I lay down beside her and removed her vibrator from her drawer. I removed my harness and she snuggled up next to me as I quickly got myself off. I relaxed as she rested against me. "I don't think I've ever had that many orgasms" she confided in me a little embarrassed. We kissed.