Cuckold

I recently had another opportunity to experience being the cuckold. I am the boyfriend and I was cuckolded by the husband. Isn’t that the way this is supposed to work? In our relationship it is, at least some of the time. The reality is that neither Jon or I are “Bulls,” we are both submissive to Michele and we do what she wants. On this particular day she wanted to be filled by a big cock. So, I got to be the one to get everyone ready and clean up after.

Michele and Jon were on the bed naked, I was not only locked in my steelheart but I stayed clothed, there was no need for me to be naked. I wasn’t being used for anything more than a tool in their desire. It started by Michele instructing me to lick her pussy, while I stroked Jon’s cock, getting them both ready for the sex we were all eagerly awaiting. I quickly got into position between Michele’s legs and started licking her pussy. It didn’t take long at all to get her nice and wet. The hardest part for me was stopping. I love licking her pussy so much and want to give her an orgasm so badly but that is not what I was there for either. While I was licking Michele’s pussy, I was stroking Jon’s cock with my right hand. I don’t know if it was my hand on his cock or just the thrill of watching us but it was pretty hard when Michele was ready. I used my mouth to gently wet the tip of his cock with my tongue as my lips were wrapped around the tip. Jon was definitely ready to go after that.

They were both ready, so I helped guide Jon’s cock into Michele’s wet, waiting pussy. I say I guided it but, really, they were both very ready so it didn’t take much. Then, I sat to the side quietly where I had a good view of what was happening and watched as Michele had a nice orgasm and came on Jon’s big, hard cock.

Once Michele was satisfied she told Jon to fill her pussy with cum. She said she wanted to feel him cum deep inside her. Jon was happy to oblige and quickly filled her with a large load of hot cum. Jon hadn’t been allowed to orgasm in quite some time so his balls were very full of cum. As he pulled out, I positioned myself for my turn. I moved to a kneeling position at the foot of the bed. His cock was covered with cum, his and Michele’s. She can really cum a lot and I could tell that she did. I took a minute to clean Jon off first. I started by licking the cum off the shaft of his cock, starting near the base and ending with my tongue on the tip of his cock. Then I wrapped my hand around the base and pulled towards the tip. A nice big drop of cum came out of the tip of his dick. It was actually more than just a drop, it was enough that it was about to drip off the end. I couldn’t let that happen so I quickly licked the cum off the tip and wrapped my lips around the head of his still hard, very large cock. With my tongue just resting on his frenulum, I again used my hand to pull any remaining cum that was in his cock out onto my tongue and into my mouth. I gently sucked as I pulled my lips from around the head of his cock to make sure nothing was left behind. It’s possible that I was also trying to give Jon one last little bit of pleasure before he was done. I’m pretty sure he was left wanting a little more.

I wanted a little more too. A lot more actually, so I turned to Michele who was laying on her back now near the end of the bed. Michele wanted more, too and had enough waiting, she told me it was time to take care of her. I started, as I often do, by using my tongue to take nice long licks starting below the opening of her pussy and working up to her clit. I widened my tongue out and took gentle but firm licks to make sure I got any cum that might be trying to drip down and escape my reach. After that was under control I moved my attention up to her clit, licking and gently sucking making sure I got any cum that might still be there. I usually try to make sure to focus there since it is so enjoyable. Then I moved back down to the opening of her pussy, covered her opening with my mouth and tried to lick the cum out of her hole. At this point, Michele pushed all the sex out of her pussy into my waiting mouth covering my tongue with a mixture of her cum and his. I’m pretty sure we both enjoyed this very much.

Once Michele was cleaned up I tried to continue to lick her pussy for as long as she would let me. Sometimes she will cum on my tongue again, giving me even more to clean up and the incredible satisfaction of bringing her pleasure. Other times she will simply tell me I’ve been a “good boy” and it’s “time to be done” because I am, after all, her cum slut and there to clean up. 

After we were done, they got dressed, and we all went and sat on the couch in the living room to relax and recover. I basked in the wonderful sub space I was in. I am sure I had a big smile the rest of the day.

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John

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This morning I was sitting here enjoying my coffee and I got to thinking about this whole “pussy free” thing that we are really starting to ramp up here with hubby.

Coffee runs through my veins

Over the last couple days hubby has been out on the interwebs and sent me a couple links to check out. The links talk about a lot of things and it’s hard to just jump right in head first and implement ALL of these ideas you can get. While I did like a couple things that maybe we will add in at some point. Just the fact that I got some new ideas from reading it, was nice.

It did get me really thinking about my situation and even more-so after Jon and I talked a bit about this whole thing yesterday morning. After listening to him talk about the no-pussy thing and even the no touch aspect – which forces him to be a watcher, more or less – I realized that he really does want the role of a cuckold. He wants the “forced to sit and watch someone touch, lick, suck and fuck his wife and enjoy all the things he wants and desires and cant have or even touch” until he’s sick to his stomach and then he wants more..

On the other hand I have John who is content in his cage and quite the submissive, cuckold, cumslut. He isnt really the take me and fuck me hard in front of my husband kind of guy. That’s just not the relationship we have either. That’s not the kind of sex we have when I do take him out of the cage. I like it that way too, obviously.

At one point it was bought up as an aside like, “maybe you need to find another cock that can fuck you and then leave you messy with a big load of cum.” This would help satisfy both of their desires. I’d imagine it would put them both in a subspace I don’t think either have ever thought they would be in.

Like I said… I was sitting here thinking… What I have is a 2 for 1 Cuckold situation and a need for a proper Bull, it seems. Is this something they really want?


I’m left to ponder…

M

Written by Michele

Have you ever discovered that you have had a kink for a long time and you didn’t realize it?

It is really interesting to me that I have a degradation kink and I never knew it. Other people have this kink, sometimes to the point of a fetish but it has never been my thing. Apparently, I was wrong, it just took the right experience to bring it out.

How did this happen? It started after a challenging situation for me. The three of us, Michele, Jon and I, had been experimenting on ways to fulfill a mutual fantasy. What we were trying to do is find the best way for Michele to have Jon’s cock in her pussy while I have my mouth on her clit. These are both things that she likes and when both happen at the same time it is amazing for her, and us.

Logistically though this can be difficult. One particular night, I can remember us trying multiple positions. Until we found one where I was laying on my back on the bed. My head was at the end of the bed, hanging over a little. Michele was on top of me facing the other way with her pussy just over my face. Jon was standing (trying at least) at the end of the bed just over me so he could slide his cock in Michele’s pussy. Jon has a rather large cock so it makes the most sense for him to be in that position. I liked this as well as I had fantasized about being in this position many times over the years. Overall, it was a fairly successful position that we definitely hope to try some variation of again.

For now, I’m going to concentrate on my role in that particular encounter. Obviously I was there to have my mouth on Michele’s clit. We struggled a bit but were able to make this work. With my face in her pussy from below, Jon was fucking her from above. As he would slide in, his balls would slide across my face, landing right on my eyes and nose most of the time. This was very unexpected and, quite frankly, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. I guess my initial reaction was that I didn’t like it. His balls were cold and just sat there, not pressed down, I could just feel their weight. More than a couple of times his cock would slide out and land on my face as well. After Michele came hard on his cock she told him to cum in her pussy and on my face as he pulled out. From my position I couldn’t hear any of that. After he pulled out I briefly cleaned the cum off his cock and then went to work cleaning all the sex from Michele’s pussy, eagerly trying to catch everything as she pushed it out in to my mouth. It felt like a dream to be doing this, to be in this position, to fulfill this fantasy. I believe we were all left very satisfied.

This was a very intense experience and over the hours and days after we spent time discussing it and providing aftercare to each other. One of the things that came up for me was the experience of Jon’s balls across my face. It had a degrading feeling to it, in an unsettling way. Not bad, not good, just not understood. As we talked about it Michele shared how she really wanted him to cum on my face. I did not know this, at the time it happened I wasn’t exactly in a position to be able to hear anything. It’s not something I ever remember hearing Michele say before. When I first heard that she wanted Jon to cum on my face I was a little surprised by it. I didn’t understand why. What would she get out of it? Did she enjoy degrading me? I didn’t understand that I wanted to be degraded, to be humiliated. But, now I understand how this is a component of my submissive nature and I crave the experience. I crave wearing all that sex on my face as a “scarlet letter” of sorts. I want to be used for Michele’s pleasure and entertainment. I had never thought that I had a degradation kink, at least not to this level. I never considered being a cuckold, or cleaning up a messy pussy, or any act of submission to be degrading.

Well, it turns out that I have a rather strong degradation / humiliation kink. This experience isn’t when it started, but it is was the event that allowed me to really think about it and realize just how much I craved this. It’s funny how this knowledge has allowed me to remember things in such a wonderfully positive way. I now frame past experiences in a different light and that allows me to better understand what I was feeling at the time. In many ways, I accept that this is important to me and fulfills something inside me that I didn’t know I needed. This is just the beginning of this part of my journey. I look forward to looking deeper inside myself as I incorporate this in to my lifestyle.

As always, I love to hear your thoughts, please leave a comment or send an email

John

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Sitting here, enjoying the morning, listening to my wife having sex with her boyfriend in the next room, my mind drifts back to memories of John’s last visit…

Michele had been hinting throughout the day Saturday that she might be interested in “spending some time with John and me” before bed. The excitement only grew when she had us close the door as we entered the bedroom (we’re parents & we’re careful 😂). And when Michele took out the key to John’s cage, we both got excited.

Very often, sex with the three of us consists of Michele having sex with me, and John following up on cleanup duty. But this time, Michele made it clear that she wanted to have both of us that night. “You can get me ready for Jon’s big thick cock… ” Michele said to John; turning to me, she continued, “… and you can use my boyfriend’s cum as lube to fuck my pussy.”

My hard cock twitched in her hand, confirming my excitement.

Michele’s pussy was near dripping wet as John took his position above her. Looking at me, she said, “Can you help my boyfriend get his cock into my pussy?” Without hesitation, I snuck my hand in between the two of them, wrapping my hand around the base of John’s cock. After giving him a few gentle strokes, I helped line up his cock with Michele’s glistening opening. He slid in easily, and the back of my hand got soaked as I helped push him balls deep within her.

It didn’t take him long to start moaning and trembling – Michele’s pussy does feel really good, after all (something I’m definitely going to miss over the next few months… months?!?). My hand stayed wrapped around the base of his cock as he thrusted into her, the back of my hand quickly becoming wet with Michele’s pussy juice. Michele was talking dirty to John, but I wasn’t really focusing on it – I wanted to feel his cock cum inside her.

John started to moan louder, and I felt his cock pulse in my hand as he filled my wife’s pussy with his cum. I could tell Michele was squeezing him, milking his cock with her muscles. He got up after a few moments, leaving her pussy a cum filled mess. “OK, big boy,” she said to me as she patted me on the back. “Your turn to fill me up.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice.

My cock slid into her easier than usual – the combo of John’s cock opening her up and his cum lubing up my shaft did wonders, but she was still tight around me. As I slowly fucked her, she looked at John and told him that I was still stretching her, even after he had taken his turn. He seemed to be liking the mild humiliation, as I could swear I saw his cock twitch and start to harden again.

It also didn’t take me long to get close to cumming – as I said before, Michele’s pussy feels really good. I asked if I was allowed to cum, and she said, “of course… make a nice mess for my boyfriend to clean up.” My orgasm arrived within moments, adding a second load of cum to her already filled pussy.

After I got up, Michele directed John to her pussy. He nearly dove in, feasting on the combined sex of the three of us. His cum, my cum, and her pussy must have mixed to make the richest of tastes – you’ll have to ask in the comments for him to describe it 😉 He eagerly licked Michele’s pussy as I kissed her and let my hands roam over her body. The intensity of the situation built up so much for her that she came, trembling as she pulled John’s head into her pussy and me deeper into a kiss with her.

So, as you can see, we’ve come a very long way from our first encounters that the three of us described. It wasn’t easy, and there were certainly some bumps in the road, but we were able to get this far by focusing on openness and communication. There’s no way we could make this work without it.

Well, I would love to write more and describe some other things that happened that weekend… but I think I hear my name being called. 😁

Shannon left us an amazing comment recently and asked, what I thought was, a great question! We genuinely love when readers engage and ask thoughtful things like this. 

Shannon asked: “Do the three of you have discussions about John being favored for intercourse over cagedmonkey?”

One of the biggest realities of our dynamic is that it’s fluid. It doesn’t follow a fixed script, and it definitely doesn’t always line up with how these relationships are often portrayed in kink tropes or fantasy scenarios.

There are plenty of times when it might look like John is favored, especially during the lead-up. We’ll tease & edge cagedmonkey for days, sometimes a full week before John even arrives. On the surface, it can feel like John and I are the ones holding the power together, until the moment actually comes, and then… the roles can flip entirely. We don’t have sit down over coffee discussions so much as fantasy chats where we talk about different ideas or things we might want to try and see how they feel. 

Ironically, John often finds himself in the cuckold role… supporting, assisting, and serving while cagedmonkey is the one who gets to feel me and enjoy that sweet release. 😁 Other times, it goes the opposite way where cagedmonkey is the one denied, restrained, teased, or made to watch and want. There isn’t a hierarchy carved in stone, and there’s no scorecard being kept.

That’s the part people sometimes miss: real-life dynamics aren’t clean-cut. They’re responsive. We do what feels right in the moment, based on energy, desire, and connection… not on what we think we’re supposed to do.

And ultimately, it all comes down to Me. They both know that. Who is touched, who watches, who waits, who serves, it happens because that’s what I want, in that moment. That control, that ability to let the dynamic breathe and evolve… that’s the real beauty of being the woman in charge.

Thanks again for reading, and for being curious enough to ask. That’s what keeps these conversations fun and real. 

Look forward to more.

M

Both M and John described their experiences of the first time the three of us were together. While I won’t repeat all of the details they covered (hey…. I gotta milk you for the cross clicks, don’t I🤣), I did want to share some of the thoughts and feelings I was having during that first time.

One of the interesting things was how strange and weird it felt to have another person involved with M and me during sex…. but also how normal and natural it was. Over the last handful of years, I’ve tried to adopt the “if it turns you on, then why not” philosophy; this definitely fell into that category. And, from the way M was reacting to the attention from both of us, she was very turned on.

There was some initial unavoidable awkwardness – M was clear that she didn’t have much interest in John and I having contact with each other, and it took a little extra effort to negotiate our way around the bed. But all of that faded away once my cock started sliding into M’s pussy. It felt so good, and knowing that I was going to get to cum for the first time in what had to have been months most likely – I was just supremely happy to get that release. It was also very interesting to see how excited M got when John was licking the cum out of her pussy – i definitely gave him plenty to lap up, as you have seen from the pictures in the previous posts!

The bottom line for me was that it worked out okay: to be fair, it wasn’t a mind blowing sexual experience; but it was better than expected considering the newness of it all. And I was also glad that it wasn’t a huge mess of things…

The only mess involved was my cum and M’s pussy juice, but John took care of cleaning that up 😉

This is my perspective Of Madam Allure’s post So This Is What “What If” Looks Like

First off we did a lot of talking leading up to this. Mostly via group chats in the weeks (months, maybe) before we were actually together. Then we talked more in person. We wanted to make sure that each one of us felt safe. That we all knew that we had an “out,” essentially, we had a safeword that stopped everything if any of us felt at all uncomfortable with what that was happening. There was also discusion about limits, so we had a good understanding of what each other was willing, and wanting, to do.

We’ve mentioned before about the importance of expectations so that was another thing we talked a lot about.  One of these expectations was that we knew, M was dominant and she was in charge, I was submissive to M, and cagedmonkey was submissive to M. There was no direct interaction between cagedmonkey and me.

The most important expectation was that there was no expectation. Unless it felt right, and was organic, nothing was going to happen at all. Even though we had ideas of what we would like there was no “scene” and no script. Which was good because it would have been broken as soon as we started. Instead we followed M’s lead and we did what felt right, what felt good. And it felt really good!

I can remember that first night when we went to bed. At first this wasn’t about anything sexual, it was just the process of getting in bed. I remember that feeling of being the outsider (we were in their room, in their house) so I don’t know the “normal” routine, if anything is normal at this point. Anyway, we are all in the room, cagedmonkey was standing near his side of the bed, M was standing near her side of the bed. I was standing near the foot of the bed on M‘s side. M got undressed and was standing there naked. Then cagedmonkey got undressed and was standing there naked, except for his Jailbird of course. So there I was thinking isn’t this an unusual position to be in. To them this was perfectly normal. For me, well, not so much. So, I did what seemed appropriate. I got undressed.

And there we were, all three of us standing together naked getting in to the same bed, cagedmonkey on his side, M in the middle, and me on what would normally be M’s side. Normal, right? Well, oddly, it was normal. It just felt right. I have used a lot of words to describe this but I think it is important. The fact that it felt normal and comfortable is what allowed everything that followed to just flow so well. And it has ever since. I feel that we were very fortunate to have established a solid foundation from the beginning, something that we could continue to build on.

M did a great job of describing the sex that we shared that night. I would like to expand on how one of my biggest fantasies was fulfilled. I have fantasized about being “the cleanup boy” for as long as I can remember. I’ve been around a while so this has been a very deep desire of mine for possibly 40 years, maybe longer. It was amazing to watch M get her pussy filled with a very large cock. I was laying beside them and holding M as she came on that really nice big cock. I could feel the excitement of knowing what was coming next. Knowing that this has gone beyond a fantasy, I could briefly savor the reality of what was happening. Now I am watching as that big cock was sliding in and out of an already very wet pussy and I could tell that very soon he too would be cumming hard. I could feel as her pussy was filled with cum. And a lot of it. Cagedmonkey had not been allowed to cum for a long time before this and he emptied his very full balls in to her.

It was time for my fantasy to be fulfilled. Cagedmonkey pulled out and M directed me to clean up her messy pussy. This was the ultimate for me. To be told (instructed?, allowed?) to lick her freshly fucked pussy until every drop of sex was cleaned up. Hers, his, mine – all of it. And there was a lot. I could see how wet M was, and I could see cum dripping from her pussy. I didn’t waste any time getting started with big long licks so I would catch every drop before it dripped down and was lost. Then I was able to spend some time really enjoying having my face in M’s pussy. It was during this time that she pushed the cum that was in her pussy out and on to my tongue and in to my eagerly waiting mouth. Eventually I had to stop, most likely told to stop. I didn’t want it to end. I had been in subspace from the beginning but now I was in even deeper. I felt like I was floating having had such an amazing fantasy made real. I absolutely love that when I think of this now rather than a fantasy it is a memory of a very real, very amazing event.

After we were done we all checked in with each other. Individually and as group. And as we all came down out of our “space” we continued to check in. We spent time immediately after and over the next several days doing the very important work of caring for each other and understanding how we all felt.

So what’s next? Well a lot. I am looking forward to sharing so many fantasies that we each had and how we have been going about fulfilling them.

I hope you have enjoyed hearing another point of view. Please comment or email if you have questions or would like to know more.

John

I wanted to chat about the first time the three of us were together, sexually… Mostly because I know a lot of you want to hear the juicy deets! (do people still say that word.? Lol) I do think it’s important for you to hear about how we got to that point. You know we like to keep the “real life” aspect of this blog so that’s what you all will get. In real life you don’t just hop in bed with two men for the first time and do all kinds of sexy stuff.
Since you all are blessed with having all three of us write on this blog, I’m hoping the guys will come and give their thoughts on this, as well. I can only give you my point of view, obviously!


When we started all this I remember the three of us talking a lot. You guys know how much we have talked in the past about the importance of communication. It really is the most basic and fundamental part of any relationship, even one like this. Of course our conversations took a turn to a sexual nature, how could they not? I can remember talking (I guess you could call it fantasizing) about cuckolding – in a lot of different ways. We talked about forced voyeurism, where we would tie cagedmonkey to a chair and force him to watch, while John and I had sex. I started telling the boys about a fantasy I wanted to fulfill. I had always thought about having sex doggy style, over top of someone’s face. The thought of our sex dripping down onto and being rubbed onto someone’s face while they eagerly waited to clean up the mess that was inevitable. Ok, writing this is getting me thinking about it and  it’s making me quiver.

Anyway, I know you’re waiting to hear how the three of us ran immediately to the bedroom, stripped naked and got in position, right? You’re thinking John standing behind my big beautiful round ass and my husband waiting beneath the two of us… Just watching as his cock about to slide in my wet, waiting pussy. Ok well I hate to break it to you but it wasn’t really like that. Yes, at some point we went to bed, all in the same bed, and yes the three of us all got naked.

However, nothing happened immediately. We talked some, I  touched them some and we talked more. I got out my keys, for both guys, and let them both out so we could play, freely, if it felt right. We talked about things we COULD do and things that sounded hot. Mostly we talked about how we would all feel if one or the other were to be having sex with me in front of the other? We talked about how I was going to need to be worked up and made ready for sex. So… I had each of the guys take turns licking my pussy which was very new for me and yes kinda awkward! We made sure to check in to see if we were still all ok, throughout.

After a bit more talking, I guided cagedmonkey up on top of me, missionary, and allowed him to slide his big cock inside me. One of the other things we had talked about in general was having a “clean up toy” or basically someone to clean up the sex, and that’s exactly what happened that night. Hubby and I had sex, John basically watched, he and I kissed, touched, I stroked his cock and then as a reward for being so good he got to clean up the mess. It felt awesome, amazing, insane, scary, and even nervewracking all at once!

None of it was perfect like you’d see in a porn film. In fact it was probably pretty awkward to watch lol. I know I was very worried that I made a mistake with both guys and they both would be upset with me. Oh I had so much going through my head after… That can be another post about mental health on its own but in the moment it felt all kinds of things but good trumped them all. We all did good aftercare, we checked in with each other as a group and individually, multiple times.

The most important thing to remember here is that this all may not go exactly as anyone plans but you really do just need to communicate and things can still turn out good.


If you made it this far, I can’t wait to tell you how much things have changed and how some things haven’t!


Until then, thanks for reading!

Many people are out there wondering – I know, because I’ve received a lot of emails from people like T and David S. asking – exactly how does this whole thing work? How do I deal with and handle the fact that my wife has a boyfriend? And how does this dynamic work into our kink lifestyle?

Well, starting with the “real life” stuff: it wasn’t easy at first. It took a lot of work – a lot of which I’m not sure I (or anybody) is willing to go into yet – but it essentially came down to this: both John and I love M; and if she is meeting both of our needs, is there really a problem? Knowing that Madam truly cares for each of us uniquely (as well as both of us together) is what makes this work.

In practice, that means each an understanding that we are each valuable and needing time and attention. That means date nights for both him and me – it’s a little more difficult for them, with the distance involved, but it’s important to prioritize. It also means taking the time to bond as a group – going out on a date with the 3 of us, spending time together, etc. These things help build trust within our dynamic, as well as a comfort level that is needed in order to enjoy….
Other things.

Speaking of those other things….
One may think that, because my wife now has a boyfriend, that I take the cuckold role; others may think that, because he spends most of his time locked and I don’t, that I would assume that role. In reality, neither is correct – there is an interesting fluidity in the roles we take (other than M being the dominant, of course). Depending on her mood, my wife will have sex with John while I’m only allowed to sit and watch; she may also have me ruin my orgasm inside her pussy so John can clean up the mess that is left behind.

There’s no “set in stone” way we handle things – it is very much “in the moment” and very much “M-driven.” And trust me, she enjoys it this way! She likes the idea of being able to deny both of us… or, for that matter, enjoying us both at the same time!

It wasn’t easy getting here. But the way it works is that we concentrate on each others’ needs, communicate clearly and openly… and most importantly, focus on enjoying the experience (however it may go in the current moment).