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Swinger’s Party #2

If you read my previous post about swinger’s parties, you’d know I’m not a total fan of them. The whole idea of random people everywhere seems too disorganised and messy for me to actually be able to focus on having a good time. But in my increasing effort to up the ante and keep things interesting I decided to accept an invitation to a private party held last night. 10 couples and 5 single girls (on the cuckolding technicality, I was counted as one of the single girls).

 

I was surprised to find myself actually excited this time around and went all out to look my absolute sluttiest. Black lace-top stockings, shiny black patent leather heels, sheer navy blue dress and no bra or underwear. Whilst applying my make-up, Nathan entered the bathroom and started kissing the back of my neck, put an arm around my hips and slipped a finger between my legs, “How many guys do you think you’re going to fuck tonight?” He whispered, nuzzling into my neck. I smiled and shrugged nonchalantly, “All of them plus any willing wives I suppose. So that makes twenty.” Nathan moaned softly and his finger became more frantic. I was getting wet and started feeling hazy but kept applying my make-up and ignoring him, which seemed to spur him on even more so. He started pulling me closer to him so I could feel his penis hardening against my ass. It was then that I told him to stop otherwise besides being denied by every woman all night; I’d also have him caged. I felt him grow harder from the threat but he obliged and let me finish getting ready uninterrupted.

 

It’s the middle of winter here at the moment, so despite my sexy attire when we first arrived at the party I looked like this and didn’t get noticed. Apparently I hadn’t read the invitation properly, and this event was supposed to occur in phases. Stage 1 everyone arrives in regular casual clothes, Stage 2 get acquainted with everyone, Stage 3 people who are feeling horny are to retire to one of the rooms to change clothes or just remove clothes all together and then Stage 4 start fucking. Cue for the big reveal when I took off my coat and a group of men made a bee-line straight for me: “Hi I’m Mark” “Hi I’m Matt” “Hey I’m…??” Ok I’ll be honest, I can’t remember everyone’s names, but since I skipped Stages 1 and 2, I was the last to arrive and considered the first up for action, which meant everyone who was bored with small talk made their way over.

 

Little cuck gave me a kiss on the cheek and squeezed my hand before making his way to a quiet corner of the room near the nibbles and drinks, where he could watch me from afar. I sat down in a big leather armchair and one of the guys immediately knelt down by my side. “Are your tits real?” Before I could respond he had his hand down my dress and gently gave my breast a squeeze. “They are!” he exclaimed and proceeded to pull down the front of my dress so he could suck on it. One of the other guys knelt down next to him and started sucking and playfully biting the other one. I closed my eyes and sank back in the chair further as one of them put his hand between my legs, slowly rubbing my clit with his thumb. I opened my eyes again and saw another guy standing to my right, jerking off. I called him over and took his cock in my mouth. It wasn’t overly huge so I was able to deep throat him quite comfortably. I could see Nathan tugging away in his little corner at the sight of me with 3 men. For some reason I was also still the only woman that had progressed to the clothing optional stage, which meant I was still getting the most attention. One of the guys sucking on my breast stopped so that he could start eating me out, and as soon as he moved another man came and picked up right where he left off. Behind him another man was approaching and stood behind the guy I was sucking off like he was waiting in line. I beckoned him closer and allowed both men to fuck my mouth simultaneously.

 

Keeping track? That’s 5 guys on me right now. Cuck has already cum in his little corner.

 

Turned out the guy going down on me was bi, so he paused momentarily to gesture to another man to fuck him while he was licking my pussy. This made him all the more ravenous and as he clenched hard on my thighs, I started imagining how perfect it would be if it was actually my sweet cuck’s face buried deep between my legs, getting his virgin ass fucked and filled by one of my bulls. I started cumming hard. When I finished the guy’s took that as their sign to remove my dress and start fucking me while my pussy was as slick and wet as it was ever going to be. I had my stockinged legs propped up on the arms of the chair, as the first guy fucked me I sucked on the cock of the second. When the second started fucking me I took the cock of the third in my mouth to keep him hard until it was his turn. It was at that point, Nathan came over to assist (and give my jaw a break).

 

After allowing all 5 men to fuck me I needed to take a serious breather. Sex is still hard work even if you’re basically just lying back with your legs in the air doing nothing. Little cuck dutifully knelt in front of me and asked if he could lick me clean. I nodded, still breathing heavily and kept my hand on his head, gently stroking his hair. After a while he perched on the arm of the chair next to me and gave me a deep kiss, “Thank you.” He whispered and gave me a hug.

 

We sat together quietly, watching the other couples having sex. I noticed one woman was still standing with a glass of wine in her hand, clothes on and watching one of the men intently. She caught my gaze and smiled shyly before coming over. We introduced ourselves to her and I asked why she wasn’t joining in. “Oh I guess I’m like Nathan, I don’t really play I get off more on watching my husband with other women while I just sit back all…” She trailed off and started to blush. “I want to say neglected but I don’t want you to think I’m weird.” Nathan and I started laughing, and explained how he’s my cuckold. Turns out we had met a real life cuckquean! As someone who can make myself wet with little to no stimulation, I suddenly understood how baffling it must be to bulls who meet Nathan, and I wanted to ask her all the questions we had been asked before. “What do you mean you only want to watch?” “But don’t you like sex?” “How are you not as horny as I am when there are 10 decent sized cocks just aching to get inside you right this minute!?”

 

Before I could ask any questions she blurted out, “I’d really love to go down on you after you fuck my husband.” She started blushing again and I felt such an affinity towards her the same way I feel affection to my cuck when I’m with another man and can see him longing and lusting for me. I agreed conditionally, “I’m really determined to fuck every man here so if it’s ok with you and him, I’ll leave him until last and he can cum inside me. You can go down on me and lick all his cum and Nathan can go down on your husband and suck all my cum off his dick. What do you think?” She nodded, “Ok deal I’ll go tell Martin.” When she was out of earshot, Nathan and I giggled over the weird cuckolding circle we’d gotten into. Does this make me a bull too? I asked Nathan if after tonight if I masturbate, am I technically fucking a bull which means I’m self-cuckolding him? He smirked and said no because a female bull is a cow so I’d just be a cow patty – I gave him a whack over the head. A perverse part of me wanted to see the two cucks fuck, but he’d already cum once tonight so I knew chances were he wasn’t going to get hard again.

 

I felt suddenly energised and motivated to fuck the remaining four men so I could make my way to Martin. I didn’t want to waste time with any more foreplay, so when I saw guy number six lying on his back while another woman was sitting on his face, I promptly lowered myself on his hard upright cock before anyone else did. I could hear him moaning and felt his hips thrusting upwards as he wanted me to go faster. The woman sitting on his face turned around to kiss me while she started cumming which made me cum all over again as well. I figured this counted as sex because two people had cum so I hopped off and went in search of the next guy (I know cruel to leave a guy hanging but his face was enveloped by pussy so he never knew it was me).

 

Guy number seven had just finished smoking on the balcony and was coming inside. I was just about to call out to him when one of the other guys from before grabbed my waist and started fingering me from behind. “Mmm I need a second taste of you.” He knelt down and started eating out my ass as guy number seven walked off in the opposite direction. Argh! But guy number eight walked past so I winked and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He smiled, “Looks like you’re already taken though?” I shook my head, and started tugging on his cock which was growing thicker as well as longer the more I touched it. I told the other guy to come around to the front so I could get on all fours and suck him off while number eight fucked me. They took turns spit-roasting me from both ends until they both eventually came and I went off in search of guy number nine and seven.

 

Nathan came along to search with me and also fend off any other guys, but it looked like we were too late. Both couples had left the party! I wasn’t disappointed for too much longer because Martin and his wife had found us. Rather than going back into the main living room we ducked into one of the bedrooms so we could fuck uninterrupted. The two little cucks sat next to each other as Martin and I started making out on the bed. He was already hard and I was already wet. He lay down and I started grinding on top of him, making sure both cucks had the perfect view before I reached behind and slid his thick cock into me. I started rocking back and forth slowly, as he moved his hips to match my rhythm. He then sat up and flipped me so I was on my back and he was on top, jack-hammering into me while staring intently at his wife. “Look at you, you’re so fucking pathetic. I’d never bareback you like this, you disgust me.” He then turned to me, “Have you ever seen such a hideous woman in all your life? This is why I have to fuck other women because every time I look at her my dick goes soft. I only married her because she’s rich and she’s too stupid to figure out I’m using her.” I mumbled a reply but internally I was thinking, “Jesus Christ this dude is fucking harsh, am I this mean to Nathan?” No wonder men who have never been bulls before think it’s weird, even though I know it’s all role play I wanted to punch this guy in the face for being such an asshole. I looked over at Nathan and could see he was frowning slightly too and wasn’t even touching himself, so I knew it was riling him up a bit as well. Martin kept going, “You know I only fuck her mouth while she’s wearing a paper bag over her head? This is why you were a virgin until you met me because no one in their right mind would fuck you.” Ok this was officially odd but goddamn he was such a good fuck and she was knuckle deep inside herself so I guess she was enjoying herself too. Martin sat up and lifted me so I was straddling him with my legs wrapped around his waist, he then looked over my shoulder at his wife, “Don’t you fucking cum before I do you dumb slut or I’ll hit you across your fat fucking face in front of everyone!” Nathan was on his feet, “Oi calm down mate!” Martin ignored him, my heart started pounding and I could tell things were going to go bad very quickly so I tightened my grip on his cock and pretended to cum knowing Nathan wouldn’t do anything in this moment, and Martin followed cumming inside me, which at this point was not as hot as I thought it would be.

 

Nathan’s face was dark with anger but he still stood silently waiting for me to get off the bed. I signaled to him it was ok and not to do anything, “Thanks Martin that was great but I didn’t realise how late it was and we have to go now.” “Ohh but Carole was looking forward to cleaning you up.” He said softly, almost like he was a different person. I apologised again and dragged Nathan out who still had his fists clenched.

 

We left the party feeling the opposite to the excited high that we’d started off the night. On the drive home I asked Nathan if I ever said anything that harsh to him, and he shook his head vehemently. “No you call me a faggot and pathetic or whatever, but I can still tell you don’t really mean it. That douche said he was going to hit his wife and he sounded serious. I know she was getting off on all of it but it still seemed more real compared to when we do it.” I nodded but kept wondering what it was that made Martin’s comments seem so out of line. Maybe because Carole looked at him with so much love and adoration and it was such an extreme juxtaposition? Definitely not how I was expecting the night to turn out, but if I was going to extract any positives it was an eye-opener into other cuck couples who are into humiliation, as well as finally having some semblance of understanding what bulls have to listen to and how strange it can appear as an outsider. Oh and the start of the night, getting gangbanged by half the men at once was a damn hot positive.

 

 

Patty xx

 

To all the bulls out there or wannabe bulls, does the humiliation and emasculation aspect of cuckolding appeal or like Nathan and I, freak you out? Curious as always to hear your perspectives!

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Getting Fucked on a Daily Basis…

Unfortunately it’s not what you think. Nathan and I recently bought a unit together and with this very adult milestone we’ve found embarrassingly all our conversations lately seem to be centred around different home loan packages and getting fucked by the banks, interest rates amirite?

Anyway this is our second place together (first place we jointly own) and the process has been insurmountably more stressful compared to the first time we moved in together. Consequently less sexy times have been had. When we first moved in together, Nathan already owned his place so it was really just me shifting all my things to his place on a permanent basis. Since it was a comparably more relaxed event, it meant I had the time to think of a surprise for my little cuck on moving day.

Before we moved in together, I lived just over an hour away from Nathan. So moving day was several trips back and forth between our places, with approximately 6 hours or so of driving done in total plus collecting our brand new king size mattress. By the end of the day, all Nathan wanted to do after dinner was curl up in bed beside me in an exhausted heap. But what he didn’t know was that I had arranged for my favourite bull at the time, John, to come over and fuck me senseless on our new bed. After all, who was Nathan to assume that he’d be the first man to take me in our bed?

Little cuck was so tired he didn’t question why I was wearing a black transparent, lacey negligee as pajamas. Nor did it click for him when there was a knock at the door and I went to answer it, wearing only the negligee. John kissed me passionately on the lips as soon as I opened the door, sliding one hand underneath to squeeze my ass. “Mmm glad you invited me over, babe…” Nathan suddenly appeared in the living room with his mouth slightly open, “Is that John? Patty, you didn’t tell me…” he trailed off as John ignored him and pushed me up against the wall to kiss me hard on the mouth again, running his hands all over my body. I could feel him growing harder by the second, and started to unzip his pants. “Come over here Nathan, John needs to fuck your mouth.” Cuck reluctantly came over and got on his knees to take John’s thick 9 inch cock into his mouth, while John continued to kiss me and slowly rub my clit.

John took his cock out of my little cuck’s mouth and traced it over his face, teasing him for being a cock hungry slut. He slapped Nathan’s cheeks a few times on each side with his cock while laughing, before lifting me up in his arms as I pointed him to the direction of the bedroom. John fucked me hard and raw and I let him do it bareback. He twisted and contorted my body into different positions, always so that my little cuck could either see my face as I was cumming or see his cock stretching and filling my pussy. John came in me three times in the span of a couple of hours, the first two times he instructed cuck to lick me clean. The third time John ordered my cuck to insert his little semi-soft dick in me so that he could not only feel the fresh load inside me but also feel how much more stretched I’d become after fucking a real man’s cock. That was enough to make Nathan cum, which of course John ordered he pull out and cum in his hand only. “Pathetic little cuckold’s like you don’t have the privilege to cum inside your girlfriend.”

By the time John and I were left well and truly sated, it was nearly midnight and he was yawning so I suggested he sleep over. Nathan looked at me with an expression that half said, “Best idea!” and half “You better not make me sleep on the fucking couch!” Of course given the size of the new bed, I told John and Nathan we can all sleep together with me in the middle and plenty of room to spare. I showered and threw on a t-shirt and underwear, Nathan showered and wore boxers and John didn’t have any pjs so he showered and went to sleep naked, pressing his cock against me.

I woke up early the next morning feeling hazy, similar to that feeling you get just before you cum. I then realised John had his hand down the front of my underwear, massaging my clit back and forth between his fingers. I let out a quiet moan, “Mmm this is a nice way to wake up.” I whispered, whilst facing my sweet cuck who was still sleeping. I pushed my ass up against John’s cock and could feel he was rock hard. “I want to fuck you so badly.” He whispered back. I was dripping wet from John’s fingers and from knowing he was doing this while Nathan was sleeping just across from me. Suddenly he pulled his hand out of my underwear and pulled down the back to expose my ass. I bit my lip and drew in a breath as I felt him rub his cock against my pussy from behind, before slowly entering my ass. He kept moving slowly in and out of me and moved his hand again back into the front of my underwear to finger me as he fucked me from behind. We both tried to move as subtly as possible to not disturb Nathan. As I started to cum I couldn’t help but moan loudly, which then set John off as he started fucking me with more vigor, rocking the bed. Cuck woke up to see both me and John cumming simultaneously, and as expected he came in his boxers.

It’s two weeks until settlement for our new place and I’m still stuck on an idea that would match what I did the first time in terms of intensity. Have any of you done something similar? As always, would love to hear your comments and suggestions!

Patty xx

Does It Count If It’s With A Girl?

Every now and then I get this itch that no man can scratch. It’s not often, maybe once a year or every couple of years but I recognise it instantly now – I want need to be with a woman. I wouldn’t say I’m bi-sexual by any means, because basically 99.99% of the time I will take cock over pussy. Seriously, cocks are awesome! They’re big and hard, don’t get UTIs just because you went swimming in over/under-chlorinated water or didn’t eat enough yoghurt, don’t get squelchy wet when you go near them and are generally the one part of a guys body without a 5 o’clock shadow. But it’s that 0.01% of the time I get butterflies when an exceptionally beautiful woman walks past and for some reason all I can think about is burying my face between her legs because… To hell with cock! My theory these days is because I use online dating websites so much to choose my bulls, I max out my creepy dude quota faster than the average person and so all of a sudden, women are starting to look kinda nice…

The first time I cucked Nathan with a woman, I thought it was going to be amazing. From an emasculation perspective, I thought it would be the ultimate way to enforce he’s that less of a man I would rather fuck a woman than him. From a small penis humiliation perspective, I thought it would really drive home that his penis is so small, I’d rather fuck a woman because I receive more pleasure from her clit rubbing against me. From a denial perspective, I thought it would be hot that he’s also denied from servicing her the same way he’d service my bulls because she was all for me.

However what I forgot was Nathan is still a pretty blokey guy (manly/masculine for the non-Australian readers) despite being a cuckold. So when I first raised it with him he was on board, not overly excited but definitely not underwhelmed. I set up the date as usual, with an absolutely stunning brunette in her early 20s who didn’t mind that Nathan would be in the room watching. She arrived at our place, chatted a bit on the couch before we made our way to the bedroom. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, and within minutes clothes were flying and we were pressing our naked bodies together trying to grope and feel as much of the other one as we could. I thought it was going so well, I was getting my itch scratched and Nathan was getting the ultimate cuckolding by watching me with a woman. I was fucking a woman instead of him, how humiliating! Then I actually looked over at Nathan, and he was standing up wanking in the corner of the room with the same look on his face public masturbators have. That intense stare, with their lip curled up like they’re internally screaming “oooh yeah, fucking hot right here!” Then it finally dawned on me: He’s getting off on it because it’s girl-on-girl not because it’s cuckolding!

I was so mad at him, but I like to pride myself on a job well done so I made the Brunette cum a few times before sending her out the door and turning my attention to Nathan. “You’re a bad cuckold!” He shrugged and looked at me innocently, not understanding what I was talking about. “You were getting off on it for LESBIAN reasons not because of cuckolding! I saw your pervert face I know what you were thinking!” He shrugged again and said he thought that was the point of it, so I explained all my thoughts about how no in actual fact he should have been feeling pretty damn sexually humiliated. “Nah but it doesn’t count if it’s with a girl. Cocks or nothing, baby!” We argued a bit more and I was feeling pretty disheartened at my failed attempt, so I locked him in chastity for a few days so he couldn’t jerk off at the thought of me with the Brunette.

I’ve hooked up with a few more women since then, but now I use the same strategy as I do with my shyer bulls and keep Nathan on the otherside of the bedroom door to only listen in and not watch. I joke with the girl about how she’s so much better because Nathan’s so small and impotent I’d prefer her soft pussy any day of the week, and listen for the “Ahh omg!” coming through the door. He still believes he’s getting off because of the girl-on-girl aspect, but there’s no denying hearing him cumming at the exact moment I say that line. It’s nice to know that I can enjoy being with a woman, and my little cuck is still kept firmly in his place.

So what do you guys reckon? Can you cuck a cuck with a woman? I think my strategies working so far and if Nathan continues to deny that it is cuckolding, maybe two women with strap-ons spitroasting him would change his mind, but as always I’d love to hear your stories!

Patty xx

The Perfect Bull

I’ve been tardy with my posts and completely negligent with my Sunday Sessions exploits and that’s because recently, I found the perfect bull.

My bull’s cock is a modest 7 inches but thick enough to make me both simultaneously want to cross my legs and cream. It’s black and gorgeous and when it was first unveiled the head glistened in the dim light of the bedroom. Beautifully proportioned, yet still too big for me to suck on properly to give him the oral he deserved. I licked the shaft and invited Nathan to come join me. The perfect bull for most cuckold couples is one who will not just let the little cuck watch but also partake in the foreplay. After all, little cuck should know his place is to satisfy the needs of both his partner and her bull.

Our bull was strong and silent, and his cock unwaveringly hard. Nathan was so turned on by the sight he put himself into chastity. It was one of the few times he did so without being instructed. I loved that he automatically knew he was the beta male to my bull. Nathan then lay me down on the bed and spread my legs for our bull. I kissed him on the forehead and he smiled shyly, biting his lip and slipping a few fingers inside me to make sure I was ready.

The bull’s cock ran up my inner thigh as I shuddered, bracing internally for him to enter me. He was gentle at first, slowly pushing into me and then stopping until I was ready to take more of him. Suddenly with one great thrust he was inside me and every part of my body tingled. My eyes were watering from being stretched by such a big cock. It was slightly painful, but as he moved in and out of me the pleasure quickly took over. I looked up and could see little cuck looking at me with complete adoration. “You could never fuck me like this.” I said between moans, and I meant it. I mentioned in my previous post about how I find emasculation talk fake and forced but not this time. It came naturally with each thrust of the bull’s cock. And yet another trait of the perfect bull, he wasn’t put off by the fact that I was yelling out obscenities and humiliating Nathan in front of him.

I turned around to get into the position for doggy and for the bull to finish me. He didn’t hold back like the first time and drove himself into me hard and fast. Little cuck reached around to finger my clit at the same time and after a minute I had an earth shattering orgasm followed by a few aftershocks. The bull withdrew his cock once I was done and I collapsed forward, with my head in my hands, heart pounding in my ears and ass in the air. I could feel my cum dripping down my thigh, and soon the soft little tongue of my cuck lovingly cleaning me up. It was a perfect bull experience.

But… I have a confession to make, my perfect bull is a strap-on I bought for Nathan to fuck me with all weekend long. He had a constant dribble of cum through the bars of his cock cage and I could barely walk afterwards. Needless to say, a strapon is not the same as feeling warm flesh pressed against your body, but holy fuck no one has ever made me cum that hard.

Patty xx

Emasculating Nathan

One of the more devious joys I get from cuckolding Nathan, is emasculating him privately and in public. Nothing thrills me more than ordering him to wear my pink g-string under his jeans when we’re about to go out, and then slyly lifting his top to expose his sissy secret. Nathan loves being humiliated for being a lesser man (hence why I cuckold him) so emasculation was an obvious progression. At first we kept all things emasculation in the bedroom. I’d tell him to wear my underwear and bra and parade around for me, asking what all his friends would think if they knew he was nothing more than a little sissy cuck. Or on occasion when I’d invite over a particularly dominant bull, Nathan would sit in the corner with one of my little pink dresses on, lips parted and ready to take the bull’s cock in his mouth.

However, I’m honestly not the greatest when it comes to dirty talk let alone verbal emasculation. I just feel like what I’m saying sounds really insincere and forced, especially when he asks me to humiliate him for having a small penis when he’s really not that small at all. So I make it work by getting more involved with physical than verbal emasculation. That’s not to say I never remind him that he’d never be able to satisfy me to extent my bulls do, but in this case actions definitely speak louder than words! Below are some examples of my interpretation of certain phrases that I feel I translate better into a physical emasculation:

Your cock is so small you’re basically a woman, so you might as well look like one.”

I apply my make up to him until I was satisfied. Long, thick mascara curled lashes, garish red lipstick and a hot pink blush. Then I’d take photos of him all dolled up and tease him asking which friend he’d like me to text the photos to first…

“Your penis is so small I’d never cum if I fucked you, and that’s why you deserve to be cuckolded.”

While I’m on my knees sucking on the big, thick cock of a bull I like to call Nathan over and have him hold his penis out as a comparison. Sometimes I take photos, sometimes the bull takes photos. Either way, Nathan knows he could never compete.

“I’d rather fuck a woman than you.”

I get him to wear my prettiest, laciest bra and then fuck me with a strap on. Sometimes I’ll apply makeup as well, just to really drive this point.

“You’re a pathetic sissy faggot and everyone can tell just by looking at you.”

Usually after or during a night when he’s acted as a fluffer for my bull, I’ll pull out a big black permanent marker and write ‘cock sucking slut’ across his chest. The next day is always fun when I make him wear a white t-shirt that isn’t quite see through, unless you’re really looking hard…

“I’m revoking your right to orgasm.”

I gave my favourite bull the key to his chastity cage.

I don’t truly get any sexual satisfaction from the actual sissification of Nathan, but I do from the power it gives me. Each time I do it, I’m transported back to that same feeling I had the very first time I cuckolded him. I’m in complete control and he follows my orders not because he fears me, but because he wants to be in complete supplication to me. Just like with cuckolding, when I emasculate Nathan the after effect is he’s more devoted and loving. I then end up wanting to push the boundaries further, which he again reflects back and we end up in a place of complete love and trust in each other that started off by me telling Nathan his penis might as well be a little clitoris. It’s weird but it works for us.

Do you emasculate or sissify your partner? Cuckold couples or non-cuckold couples alike, I’d love to hear your stories and experiences!

Patty xx