Saturday night dancing

Saturday night she was out with her lover at a trendy london club, one of those places that celebs and footballers go. It seems he knows the owner there. I spent saturday evening pleasuring her, lying in bed with my cock in her hand edging me while I brought her to the brink of orgasm several times. She did not allow me to make her cum though, she is enjoying denying me that and wants to save it for him (not that he has managed to make her cum yet, ha!). After that I made her a gin and tonic (she demanded one) and was then on my knees naked holding her drink while she got dressed. I was allowed to kiss her feet several times and her freshly shaved pussy once or twice, but mainly I admired her beautiful form as she dressed, occasionally holding her drink up to her when she needed it and taking it from her outstretched hand when she was done. No please or thank you was said, she just looked imperiously at me as she did it. I was totally in my place on my knees and she totally loved seeing me there. Part way through I was ordered to put on my chastity belt before kneeling back down with her drink in hand. She ended up wearing black patent high heels, sheer black tights, very short very tight pinstrip skirt and a slightly see through sparkly black top with bare arms. Deep red lips and dark eyes.

In an aside while looking for her coat she found the harness for our strap on which we thought we had lost. Fantastic. I noted that she could use it on me soon and her eyes lit right up. Its been a while since she has fucked me and it seems she has missed it.

Before she left the house we made out, she was grinding her crotch into the front plate of my belt, teasing my mouth by fucking it with her tongue and breathing heavily into me. I had her firm butt in my hands which was barely contained by her skirt. It was obvious I was melting with lust and desire for her and equally obvious she was utterly enjoying herself. I kissed her a final goodbye, dropped to my knees and kissed each of her feet, the last thing I kissed before she left the house to meet the other man.

Further update after the visit...

Sandy was tired before she went out and did not want a late night, nor did she want to go to his place afterwards. I was expecting her home by 2:30 at the latest. I had said it was fine if she wanted to go out later but to text me so I didn't worry. She said she would.

I worked till about one then went to bed. Woke at 2:30, just by chance not by design and checked the time and for messages. Nothing, but that's fine. A little while later texted her to see if she was having a nice time. More of a gentle check up. No reply but I knew in the club she wouldn't have her phone, so I started worrying a bit but told myself I shouldn't. After another hour I was so concerned I sent another text asking if she was OK. I got a reply a few minutes later but it was very cryptic and did little to ease my mind. I asked what she meant. No reply. Now I was really worried but I didn't want to disturb her when she is probably fine and I am just being silly. I couldn't shake it off though. At four I texted one last time and when I got no reply I decided it was enough and called her, getting through on the second attempt only, more worry. She said she was OK and on her way home and my heart stopped beating quite so fast.

I was so damned worried, I wondered if I had overreacted but thinking about it later I realised that so many things had not added up that I was right to. Even her odd reply which it turns out had been her trying, while receiving oral, to tell me she had cum twice. Lovely idea crap execution. It was so odd I wondered if someone else had her phone.

She was very apologetic. We hugged, she told me she loved me and a bit about her night before she went to sleep. I slept badly and my dreams were full of anger at her. My subconcious was telling me something that I hadn't realised while awake. I was angry with her for scaring me.

Next day we talked about it, she agreed she had been very silly not to get in touch and had between swept up in the moment. She agreed I had good reason to worry and did not want me not to check up on her as she liked the security net. We agreed on a sign in her texts to show she is OK and it really is her, and she will be more careful next time.

Panic over, but by god it scared me.

Anyway she had a really good time but my own experience was rather overshadowed.

Is she cuckolding me tonight?

I haven't discussed this on the blog yet but my good wife Sandy has met a guy recently who has absolutely taken her fancy. He is cute apparently, dark skinned, and cheeky. They have been text flirting for a while but recently its stepped up a big notch or two! In fact at one point she asked me if I thought he was being more than friendly... I laughed, poor innocent Sandy, it was obvious a mile off he wanted into her panties (a black thong in case you were wondering, guttermind).

When I say stepped up a notch what I mean is she is getting very horny, and she has sent him pictures of herself. She knows he is hung (tasty and scary she said about it). You get the drift, sexting I believe the youngsters call it.

About an hour ago she went around to his gaff.

Now I know she has no intention of playing, she enjoys the flirt and the tease and has told him as much. He knows that she is free to play if she chooses but for the moment she chooses not to. I suspect however that her resolve may falter some, if not tonight then soon. We will see. In the meantime she and I have had a few fun nights playing and fantasising, and tonight we played that she was going with the intention of fucking another guy. Apparently if I was not still healing she got off on the idea of locking me up before she went. So I am as you can imagine very excited, somewhat nervous and a bit (more than a bit) entertained.

She sent me a message at work today and a picture of herself wearing only her work shirt (wide open) and her stockings, but no skirt or panties and her pussy shaved. Then she told me that she had just sent him that picture and she hoped I liked it too (and that I didn't mind). Can you imagine how quickly it got me horny?

I have no idea if anything will come of this, she will call the shots and she is (rightly) cautious. Its fun anyway.

M

Toy!

As we walked into the room the mood changed.

"Strip" she demanded. I knew not to argue, embarrassed beyond belief I stripped completely naked, no clothes, not even any pubic hair to protect me, I stood in front of them horny and humiliated, a toy. Mistress and her boyfriend stayed fully clothed looking at me. I could see raw lust in her eyes, her look making me tremble, making me weak. He looked vaguely amused. I couldn't resist it, I was so deep in my submission that I did what I had to do, it just felt right. I dropped to my knees crawling over to them.

"Kiss my feet. Thank me for allowing you this privilege." Kneeling, face to the ground I kissed her feet, sexy in black strappy heels. Kissing her instep, the arch of her foot, her toes, all the exposed skin. I showered every part of her feet in my gratitude. My cock ached. Mistress leant down and fondled my cock for a few minutes, saying nothing, A few hard swats to my ass followed. I was bracing myself for more when she turned to her boyfriend and started to make out. I was forgotten for a few minutes as they kissed and caressed each other, bodies entwined, their love apparent.

Suddenly she turns, pushes me to a chair by the bed and pins me there as her boyfriend ties my arms to the arms of the chair. I know it is to stop me touching myself. She pulls my head back by my hair, scratching and pinching my nipples, caressing my hard once more. She and he carry on making out, sinking to the bed inches from me, slowly stripping. I see her body, the body I crave so much slowly uncovered, another man touching and stroking what I long to possess. Her long legs and stockings uncovered, panties slipped off, his body pressed against hers. I burn with desire for what he has in his grasp. She reaches out and teases me occasionally until their passion overtakes them completely. Though they started slow their passion builds quickly. He is inside her she grinds her bare pussy against him. They haven’t met for a while and it shows. He fucks her rough, hard and fast; I hear her breath coming out in gasps as he thrusts hard into her, pushing her along the bed. Her guttural moans rising until they both cry out in ecstasy, cumming almost at the same time. He collapses into her arms and they lie together, calming and catching their breath. I can feel sparks in the air between them.


A few minutes later he gets up walks over to me, I know what he wants, what she wants, I lean forward and clean his cock with my mouth, tasting them both. I know my place. I gently play with my tongue along his sensitive cock until he is clean and happy. Mistress is untying my hands as I do it, stroking me back to rock hardness. Then under orders I crawl over to the bed and lie on my back. I know what is coming, she squats over me, her sexy feet on either side of my head, her stocking clad thighs on either side of me, her bare red swollen pussy in front of me. I can smell her cum and his, overpowering. She is so so wet a drop beads at her lip, falling, landing on my tongue. I know it’s just a foretaste as she lowers her pussy hard onto my mouth. I know I have no choice. My tongue reaches up deep inside her, my mouth covered, barely able to breath, overwhelmed with lust, hers and mine. I lick out every drop, my tongue curling inside her, swirling around her, teasing her clit. She is my world now as my mouth is filled with cum, my rivals cum not my own. He wins, I am still unsatisfied. Finally she is clean, and she grinds herself against my mouth until she has another orgasm, using me without thought, her breath on my cock and tongue teasing me as she cums.

Finally she rolls off me, gives me a long hug for a few minutes, teasing my hard with her pussy before telling me... "You can go now, we are staying the night here. Next time you will be licking his cum from my ass so be prepared. Now put on my panties, they are to stay on all night. You will not wash your face tonight. You will not cum until you hear from me again. I love you xxx".

I leave, aching with unfulfilled need, smelling her on me, wishing I was him inside her. But I love that I am me, her loved and tormented friend.

Embarassed!

Havent cum in almost two weeks, so feeling somewhat needy:)

Had a little play this morning which resulted in part with my wife ordering me to put on her panties. As I have mentioned this before I find this very very embarassing, I know how silly I look in them. She doesnt like the way I look either, but does love the power trip, knowing how I hate to be seen like that!

Today she not only made me put them on but also took a picture. After we showered she told me that I have to post it until at least one comment appears, i.e. until it is proven that at least one person has seen me like that. Ouch! After that I can pull it.

I hate to do this, I really do. I like people to see me being attractive not silly, and thats how I feel. But I do love the control she is exhibiting, and control is best savoured when pushing at the edges Yes?

So here goes *deep breath*


- later edit - Yay I had my comment. Thank you sea breaze! Picture is gone thank god. However She did say that any of my regular readers who want to see it I should email it to them. So hopefully none of you will ask for it (trust me it aint cute).

M

I like to wear panties

I do, although I am shy to admit it. Here's why...

In the vanilla world lots of men do it, but in the kinky world it seems to be the preserve of the TV crowd. Its hard to put this clearly, I am open to most kinks and non judgemental about others choice of fun, but for me some kinks have connotations that aren't me at all! The TV world seems sad to me, so many of those I have known are unhappy, torn, hurting. Some seem to revel in this, an attitude most visible in the online chastity cuckold fantasy world. I call this the i'm a useless worthless worm syndrome. As an aside I believe that Altairboys chastity belt website, once the primary resource for the chastity crowd, has long been ruined as a knowledge resource by the pervasivness of such material. Any newbie visiting it (perhaps having been introduced by their partner) would think that chaste men have serious self esteem problems. I find people's acceptance of such low self esteem unhealthy and I admit to being very uncomfortable with it. I know I am generalising, I am sure that many TVs are happy and well balanced, but none that I have known.

On top of this there is the fact that very few men look good in feminine underwear! Agreed that this is subjective, but although some men have beautiful features and look lovely my guess is that most men and women would not consider it aesthetically pleasing. Pleasurable and fun to look at for many reasons perhaps, but not aesthetically.

But I like to wear them. And I know why...

1 They make me feel close to my wife, something so intimate of hers being with me all day.
2 They feel sexy.
3 Their prettyness reminds me of the loveliness of the female form

I never forget how truly silly I look:) A hairy muscular man in lacy nothings:) Suffice to say I don't do it for the looks... I am lucky that my wife is amused by this, even touched by it, she knows I do it in large part to remind me of her. She doesnt want to see it, nor do I want her to, but she knows I have it on and quite likes it. There is one exception. She knows I am vain and dont like how I look in her underwear. She seems to have taken a shine to making me don them for a spanking, and doesnt seem to mind seeing them in that context at all! And yes I admit it turns me on to be made to do that, a touch of humilitation can be fun!

The whole question of TVs is one I do sometimes ponder. I honestly dont believe this is a judgemental thing, at least not judging the kink itself. I feel sad for those TVs I have known in real life, and worried for some of those online whose fantasies I have read.

MyKey

On humiliation

Elle was talking about humiliating her boy which got me thinking how much I like humiliation. I only realised that in the last year or two. Something so sexy and submissive about being made to do something that embarrases you. My better half sometimes makes me wear her panties when she spanks me, which is very embarassing but sexy. Thing is I often wear them anyway, because their feel reminds me of her during the day. But I am well aware how silly a hairy muscular man with a cock looks in panties, so I don't show them off, its a private thing to remind me of my wife. Once she clicked to that and realised how much I don't want to be seen she started suggesting that she make me wear them for a spanking. Damned treacherous cock twitched at the thought and she had me! Its not that she likes how they look, she thinks it looks silly too. She seems to like embarassing me, something I hadn't expected.

My ex domme (online and text not rl) also enjoyed it. She once ordered me to shave my hair off, cock balls pubis and up to where the hairline ended. I was smooth from the waist down and it felt really sensitive, sexy, though it looked strange. But being made to do that knowing I had a modelling session coming up amused her, and the feeling of being used made me so very hot. A couple of days later she made me rub oil over my nude smooth torso and cock, make myself hard and send her photos from my phone, at work (I was working late). Again the humiliation turned me on.

Weird huh, but good naughty fun :)

A few random thoughts and exposure to friends

My wife is a 'turned in only' sub. And she has to be even more turned on to be a domme. Me I am both Dom and sub every day, although more so when horny. I can usually switch either way given the right partner. However to top me my partner needs to be strong, only one woman has every managed it. My wife does but its more of a game, she still isnt, and may never be at the stage where she demands enough control that I SUB rather than choose to play sub... Its fun nonethless!

Its easy to get bored, do the same thing until it doesnt excite anymore. We vary our play or fantasies over the years. We had a ponyplay phase, lesbian phase, cuckold phase etc (hardcore fantasies and milder play).

One discussion at chastityexperiment talked about wanting to be exposed in a chastity belt. One of my wifes friends knows about it. In fact I once had the fun of massaging her head to toe in her bedwear while I was locked. She said that since I was locked it was safe to ask me to do that. She is very cute and I enjoyed it immensely. Two of my friends know as well, but they are both kinksters, one even used to be a pro-domme. Its not as exciting them knowing, although still some :) I admit though that I would never tell a non-kinkster again without serious thought.

Fetish club playground

We were at a club where we play often, its convenient to us, lots of equipment to play on, no pressure and not too many people hanging around putting you off. But plenty of people to watch and be watched. My wife loves to be watched while she is being bad. At one point she was locked into a box just big enough for her to stand in, blindfolded. When the door was closed she couldnt get out or see anything. At this stage she was wearing an electric blue catsuit with very well placed zips! She was also feeling a little shy. The box had little flaps which you could open, one at crotch, and one at breast level, so after a quick drink I opened up and started playing with her. She couldnt stop me, and nobody could see anything except her pussy and breasts. Didnt take long before the zip was undone from pussy to ass, and her breasts were open too. She was wet, and her hips were undulating against my hand. She felt good, very hot and wet, and helpless. By the time I let her out she wasnt shy, just horny and loving being out in public with her tits and pussy visible. Her pussy was swollen and pouting, her lips spread by the latex pulling on either side of them, and her face was flushed with lust. While we were there we met the girlfriend of a guy who had tied her up once before. She was tied up at the time, dark hair and eyes, large breasts and olive skin, in short a beautiful young package. Her hands were tied behind her back, and she had a body harness made of rope compressing her breasts, with a rope on either side of each nipple pinching them and making them swell. She also had a crotch rope at this point. She was talking to us and shyly asked my wife if she would mind her licking her. My wife looked surprised but said why not, leant back on a counter and spread her legs (just pussy and breasts visible, but still very aroused) while this girl knelt down, crawled over and buried her face in her crotch, flicking her tongue over her and tasting her. I will never forget seeing my wife in this catsuit, half exposed and leaning back smiling, a bound girl knelt down licked her and pulling on her own crotch rope for stimulation! Wish I could see it again! My wife didnt cum then, she isnt very much into oral, but it certainly added to her feeling horny, and made for a great fantasy when I did make her cum later.
Yum :)

Our third MFM threesome

Our friend S was coming round one night, but we had not planned to play. Partly because we had simply planned a drink, partly because my wife was still at the end of her period. So S came over and we chatted, drank a little and so on. My wife and S were sat on the sofa together, I sat on a nearby armchair. It was winter, the heating was on and it was nice and cosy. We were chatting and drinking while S gently caressed her thigh. We had kissed hello, but apart from that and a bit of flirting I wasn’t expecting anything. However S always makes her horny, surprisingly so.

An hour or so later I went out the back garden for a cigarette. As I sat at the back door smoking, slightly drunk and a good vibe going, my wife turned her back to S, leant back against him and let him start kissing the back of her neck. His arms were around her waist, and as I smoked he started to run his hands below her T-shirt, eventually lifting it up above her breasts. So I was sat out back finishing my cigarette and watching her crane her neck round to kiss him passionately as his hands teased her nipples. She was clearly already very turned on! I finished and came in, but being slightly drunk and in a voyeuristic mood I sat back in the other chair and left them to it, watching quietly. They were in a world of their own, not ignoring me but certainly happy to carry on playing a little. I was very very turned on, watching from a distance as my wife was seduced by another man, and noticing how good she looked! Of course that didn’t carry on for long, pretty soon she was topless and in her jeans, still arched at the waist, leaning back and breathing heavily as his hands started to creep down the front of her jeans. Now at this stage I thought she would soon stop things as I know she isn’t comfortable during her period (even at the end). I guess she was even more turned on than I expected, because his hands were inside her panties and teasing her clit, waistband unbuttoned, and she was too turned on to stop. I don’t know quite what happened, I think she was asked to take off her jeans and she did, wriggling them over her hips and slipping them off slowly. She was wearing a black thong, and her soft white arse and black thong were inflaming me! Again to my surprise she turned around, got on her knees and unzipped him, taking him deeply into her mouth, kissing, licking and sucking with apparent pleasure. Her back was arched and I really enjoyed the sight of her narrow waist, her pantied bottom sticking out, lips peeking around the thong. Her back was gently muscled and neck stretched out, I couldn’t see much of her face but could hear her breathing.

I was very hard, and slowly touching myself. I knelt behind her and gently eased her panties to one side, starting to tease her clit, wanting to maximise her pleasure. This worked! She was now pressing back against my fingers for more, even while sucking him off. He was enjoying himself immensely, hands teasing her breasts. She remembered her state and went upstairs, cleaned up and came back down. Again I thought that was it, but she went and sat on his lap facing him, kissing him. She was naked but for her thong, but S and I slipped that down very soon (she seemed happy about that). S skinned off his own trousers and I could see her slipping against his cock as she kissed him. I sat back again and was wanking as I watched S slip on a condom and slip inside her, very easily I might add.

And there she was sitting astride his cock, obviously very wet and very aroused, arching up and down thrusting against him other. His hands were round her waist pushing her down hard, and she looked out of it! He thrust into her for quite a while. I asked if he minded a photo (I knew she wouldn’t), and took a few. Some from a distance and a couple of him sliding in and out of her. Seeing another mans cock in my wife’s pussy, her lips stretched around him, is a very horny sight. He turned her around and she lay back as he fucked her, hard now. She was extremely turned on, a deep flush rising on her chest and face. His hands pressed on her flat stomach, her back arched, breasts thrust out and legs spread on either side of his tanned, muscular body. If I could have reached I wanted my mouth on her clit! Instead I took a few pictures and played with myself. Eventually he came and I joined in, caressing her and bringing her to a very very strong orgasm as she held his and my cock, teasing us. He had cum of course, but I was dripping. She shook and moaned, thrust against me and then settled down as her orgasm eased.

We played some more, but I forget the details. I did get to cum that night, but just a cheeky hand job after he left and I went to bed. She did threaten to lock me in my chastity belt instead but ended up being nice to me. I would have been happy either way, just seeing her in that sexy state, so beautiful, sexual, powerful and lovable. My love for her was so strong just then, and anything she did would have been fine by me.

Being bad at a party!

We went to a christmas party at my wife's ex boyfriends home. He is a musician and knows some very cool people. I was doing the usual male 'jeans and a t-shirt' thing but she had dressed up in a very short skirt, blouse with ribbons tieing the front together (showing skin down the front), no bra. Lots of skin showing and nipples very erect. She has very pronounced and I think heavenly nipples, like the perfect cherry topping on a creamy soft breasts.

As we left the house and walked down the steps to the car she lifted the front of her skirt to flash me, and it was all I could do not to jump her right there! She was wearing high cut nude tights with no panties on and a freshly shaved pussy. Mouthwatering. I could just imagine what the neighbours would think if they saw, shame for them they missed it. We had a great party, musos, lots of piano and drums (mostly christmas tunes being ad-libbed), some singing. Lots of christmas cheesiness.

Later in the evening as a few people left and the hardcore were left behind someone suggested a game, using an empty cornflake box. The idea is that you cut it in half and in turn people try to bend down from standing and pick it up wih their teeth, hands behind the back. As you can imagine the girls bending double look good and there were a few guys shuffling places... As the game hotted up her competitive streak and alcohol got to her and she decided to join in. By this time the cornflake packet was down to one quarter of its original height. Every time she spread her legs wide and bent over the skirt rode up, teasing but not quite displaying anything. There were other very flexible girls but only one in a short skirt, and her tights were not see-thru. Eventually the cornflake packet had been cut down to about 1 inch high and on this attempt she spread her legs into a wide split, bent right over double and got the packet... Of course this time her skirt gave up the ghost and just rose up above her hips leaving her basically totally nude from behind. She was bent mouth to the floor while a guy was sitting directly behind her. She 'claims' she had forgotten about how exposed she was, but I know she rather likes it. The look on his face was priceless! A mixture of shock, surprise and lust, poor guy didnt know what to do but look (and I cant blame him, its a lovely pussy). Next to him was another guy and he and his wife were both laughing their asses off at his reaction. It later transpired that he has never had sex (in his late thirties) and its probably the first time he has seen a sight like that in real life. He told my wifes ex the next day that he spent a very pleasant night thinking about it:)

We drove home late, 4-5am, nearing home we started talking about her being an exhibitionist and how much she likes it. We talked about how we had played in a club in public with her lover S. As we talked she started to get very turned on, her breathing changed and I could see all the signs of a very horny woman. We pulled up at some traffic lights near home and i reached over, slipped my hand beneath her skirt (not difficult) and started to tease her through her tights. She was very hot and extremely damp already. I kept up the teasing talk and playing for the last mile. By the time we pulled up on our drive her head was back and her mind was elsewhere, lost in her fantasy world and the pleasure between her legs. I couldnt help it, I love exhibiting her in public. Even though it was late and nobody could see it was still fun (there is always the possibility of exposure). A few minutes of teasing later I pushed my hand inside her hose to find her absolutely sodden, brought her to the edge of her orgasm and kept her hovering there. Some time later we went inside. By now i was ready to burst and so was she. Since she was getting off on being treated like a slut i pushed her over the back of the sofa (her skirt riding high), pulled her top up and her hose down to mid thigh, and fucked her hard right there by the front door until i came inside her. While I was fucking she was frigging herself to her own much needed orgasm, fingers a wet blur as she cried out in the throws of her own orgasm. We went to bed and fooled around some more that night, but that was the highlight for me.

The first sign of the exhibitionist

I love my wife flashing in public, one of these days I must persuade her to go for a spin in our soft-top with the top down and naked. She kind of agreed as long as its not in a built up area.

Soon after we first met when we were still shagging like rabbits we fooled around in a public park in a secluded corner. She was in a short summer dress and I had her panties in my pocket. As we walked down the path out of the park (nobody was around) I picked her up and slung her over my shoulder. Of course her skirt rose right up and her bum was exposed, her pink pussy was peeking out between her legs. A moment later a young guy comes strolling around a bend in the path and got a right eyeful. Grinned at us (I put her down quickly) and said 'nice view'. We were pissing ourselves but I know that she was also very turned on at being exposed.

These days that would be tame, but the signs were there! Note that I have dated this post with the approximate date it happened, as best I can remember. The year is about right and it was summer.