Cuckold Stories

A crowded hot tub and his name was Toby

admin — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 02:53:09 +0000

We were staying in a nice hotel, and Ken and I went out to the Hot Tub to relax for a while. Everyone must of had the same idea because it was really crowded. We’d made a couple of tall Margaritas in some plastic drink cups to take out there with us.
Anyway, we’re sitting in the tub, with everyone pushed right up against each other. Ken was sitting on my right. I had my drink in my left hand, and Ken had his in his right hand. We had our free hands on each others leg. Then this good looking black man came out to get in the tub. With really no where else for him to sit, Ken pushes his way to his right and pulls me with him to make room for Toby (his name I latter found out) on my left.
So now it’s even more crowded, with everybody chatting away. Toby is funny and soon he’s got everyone in the tub listening to him and laughing. Ken and I are both sipping our drinks, feeling quite buzzed by this time. As time went on, I became aware of a hand brushing up on the outside of my left thigh. I know it isn’t Ken’s because his is on my right leg. I glanced over at Toby, and while he was talking, he sort of winked at me. I really wasn’t sure what to think at this point, but eventually I relaxed, and with the knowledge of another man touching my thigh, in public, with my husband next to me, and this man being black, well, , , it sort of excited me. Ken wasn’t paying any attention to me at the time, so I started to look at Toby more, and every time he looked back, I would give him a smile. He had a very nice smile too! I guess he took that as an OK, because he slowly moved his hand to the top of my left thigh. I had Ken’s hand on my right leg, and Toby’s hand on my right thigh. Whew!
At some point, Ken moved his hand up my right leg, and accidentally touched Toby’s hand. Toby pulled his hand away immediately and Ken kind of looked at me, then he smiled and switched his drink to his left hand, giving the signal to Toby to put his hand back. (I guess) A minute or so latter, after another big smile from me, Toby put his hand back, then he slowly let it fall between my legs. His fingers started to drum up against the outside of my suit surrounding my crotch. Then after another 5 minutes or so (I don’t really know), he moved his hand to the waistband around my bikini bottom, and started to push his hand down the front of my suit. I didn’t have a lot of room for that, so with all my might, I pushed my legs apart, pushing poor Kens legs even tighter together, and soon Toby had a finger inside of me. He didn’t waste any time either, he was sliding it in and out of me, and I could feel myself starting to meet his rhythm. I know Ken could also feel my bum moving back and forth. I put my right hand on Ken’s crotch, and I could tell he was excited by what was going on right next to him. His eyes were sort of glazed over too. I took that as a sign that he was good with the goings on.
I moved my drink to my right hand now, and let my left hand fall on Toby’s crotch. I looked him in the eye while doing that, and he kind of gave me a sneer. What I found wasn’t quite what I expected. It kind of felt like he had a big flashlight in his trunks. I felt the outline of it, and it was just huge. I was trying to imagine what it would feel like to take something that huge, when Ken told me he was going back to the room to take a nap, and to come back when I was ready. Just like that he was gone, and I was left with this black man, with a tool like nothing I’d ever felt before. A couple of people in the tub gave me funny looks when Ken left, but I guess most just though that he was going to the bathroom. Toby gave me a kiss right there in front of everybody, then told me it was time to go to his room. When we got up to leave together, everyone raised their eyebrows.
Toby’s room faced the pool, but it was two floors up. He left his sliding door open, and he pulled my suit off and threw it on the floor in the sunlight. It’s one of those suits that let the sun light through, so it was thin, and it dried out quite quickly. Then he pushed me down on my knees, and told me to take off his suit. I couldn’t believe what was before me. It kind of looked like a small base ball bat. Then he told me to suck it. I tried, but it was so hard to get my mouth over it without sliding my teeth on it. He laid on the bed, and I did my best licking it, and trying to get it to the back of my mouth. I can slide Ken’s penis down my throat, not that far, it isn’t that long, but this thing just didn’t want to go past my gag reflex. All this excitement had me quite wet though, and Toby finally pulled me up and said that he didn’t want me “eating his cock” so he was going to stick me with it. As he pushed the head in, I thought I was going to pass out. He didn’t go very slow, just sort of put the head at the opening, rubbed it a couple of times, and started pushing that monster inside of me. I haven’t had a baby yet, but I can imagine what it’s like now. I could feel it hitting up against something inside of me, then he held it there for a minute, and what ever it was must of opened up because I could feel him sliding that thing in me. I sort of lost track of everything for a while, I was in pain, and extacy at the same time. He was biting my neck and boobies, leaving 5 total huge hickies. I could feel an orgasm slowly building, but before it came, he let out a yell, and emptied himself out inside of me. He groaned, then said, “now get the fuck out”.
In shock, I stood up and kind of felt like my insides were going to fall out. I pulled my (by now very dry) bikini back on, and headed for the door. By the time I was in the hallway, I could feel his semen letting down. As I approached the elevator, I knew my crotch was completely soaked, and I could feel it starting to seep out around the elastic around my legs. Some guy on the elevator was checking me out and he started trying to chat me up.
When I got back to the room, Ken was sitting up in the bed with a tent pole sticking straight up. I was so sore.

-anon

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admin — Wed, 20 Aug 2008 04:26:02 +0000

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If you know of any songs that would go well in this playlist post a comment and I’ll add it.

I arrived home early,
She thought that I’d be late,
And my girly,
Wasn’t waiting at the gate.
I climbed the stairs,
the stairs that I had climbed a hundred times before
And there, I heard a noise
Behind the bedroom door.
A silent prayer, escaped my lips as if I knew what was in store,
I, I,
I tore the bedsheet off, and there she was with another man,
I looked into her eyes and then I knew

I am now a cuckold,
She cuckolded me.
When your love is loving someone else,
A cuckold you be,
This cuckoldation, has cuckoldafied me,
And cuckoldentilly I’m cuckoldised by her cuckoldity.
Cuckoldish me, life has taken on a cuckoldastic twist,
I should have seen, when I looked at her,
She was a cuckoldist

I am now a cuckold,
She cuckolded me,
When your love is loving someone else,
A cuckold will you be.
Her cuckoldastic tendencies have brought me to my knees,
Oh please, I reminise on my pre-cuckishious period
And these cuckolditory things that make me post-cuckoldic,
Ah cuck,
I feel like such a cuckhead.
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh.

Cuckold mans song

admin — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 21:06:19 +0000

Here is a little something I found on youtube that I thought was cute. I’ve heard this song a long time ago but I thought it would be fun to post for those who enjoy it.

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Wife has affair at convention Part III

K McDonald — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 03:17:19 +0000

As they lay in each others arms, she knows that this
will change her for ever. She can feel Jim’s cock
beginning to soften while his seed is running out of
her by now very sore pussy. She hopes she isn’t
pregnant, because that would Never work! She looks at
this Handsome Black Man named Jim, who just gave her
the sexual ride of her life, and asks if she can ever
see him again. Being a true Gentleman, Jim gives her
his card and assures her that any time she’s back in
SF she can give a call ahead of time, so he can
schedule time to give her another FUCK. The work
“Fuck” sounds so harsh, right after they’d shared such
an intimate moment, but she realizes that, That, is
what it was. A FUCK! And what a Fuck it was. Jim is
married, and she knows that he isn’t going to leave
his own wife for this white woman from Utah. Besides,
she has her own husband and a son back home. So she
reaches the conclusion that it’s only recreational
sex.
She feels the need to pee, so she gives Jim a kiss
and goes to the bathroom, pees, wipes off, and puts
her panties back on. The sexy satin panties her loving
husband had given her for her birthday. Now, they were
dirty from someone other than her husband. She feels
the need to be alone with her thoughts, so she asks
Jim if he’ll go now. Having been around for a while,
Jim realizes the emotional turmoil she’s going
through, and dresses, gives her a reassuring kiss,
reminding her to call him any time she’s in town, and
he leaves for his own family.
The next day she gives in to temptation and calls
Jim for another meeting, but he’s too busy, but he can
see her the next day. That’s the day she leaves for
home. She’ll really have to time that one just right.
She agrees and spends the day looking forward and
planning out the next day when she’ll see Jim again.
She doesn’t even attend any of the meetings that her
husband had paid good money for her to attend. She
feels a little guilty about that, but gets over it
without too much trouble. She falls asleep that night
with a very specific fantasy running through her head.
In the morning she double checks her flight and
checkout time with the Hotel, and gets a 3 hour
extended stay so she can visit with Jim one more time
before going home. “Let’s see, Jim will be here at
Noon, we’ll be in the sack by 12:15, we’ll make love
for an hour, he’ll leave, I’ll shower, and head for
the airport”. Sounds like a great schedule. (she’s
great at making schedules) Jim calls her at Noon, he’s
running just a little behind, but he’ll be there soon.
At 12:30 Jim knocks on her door. She greets him by
opening the door with another pair of the satin
birthday panties that her husband had given her. They
were a light purple pair of bikini panties. She told
him that he’s late. Jim takes her with his arms around
her waist giving her a big sloppy wet kiss. Then he
steps back and admires his handy work on one of her
boobs from the other night. Thinking it looks a little
uneven, he picks her up and starts sucking on her
other boob. She tells him not to do that, because her
husband will know for sure, but Jim doesn’t care that
her husband will know, it just isn’t His problem, so
he ignores her request to stop, and leaves another
mark on the other side. She is already wet, and she
drops on her knees to pull those pants away from that
magic stick that she suddenly can’t get enough of. She
wants to suck it this time. When she frees it, she
can’t help it and she starts licking it, trying to see
just how much she can fit into her mouth. She’s never
had a cock this thick in her mouth before, and she
finds out she can’t get too much of it in her mouth
because her teeth are dragging on the shaft, and That
doesn’t feel too good to Jim! But none the less, it’s
so much fun playing with this monster.
This can’t last too long, because after all, she’s
got a schedule to keep. She jumps onto the bed,
begging Jim to put it in her again. Being the
Gentleman He is, Jim cannot refuse what the pretty
white lady is asking for. This time she thinks she
knows what to expect, but it still is so large that
Jim HAS to take his time penetrating this smaller
pussy. She breathes heavily, trying so hard to relax
and let this monster back inside of her. The clock
ticks on, closer to her flight time as they both
struggle to fit it all in. Latter, Jim finally has it
buried inside this woman, and she’s moaning her way to
another terrific orgasm. Jim, realizing she’s on a
schedule, times his orgasm to her scream signaling
that she’s coming BIG TIME! Jim lets out his own groan
of pleasure, as he floods her for the second time.
As they lay there, she notices the clock and
realizes that she’s got to get the Hell out of there
NOW if she’s going to attempt to catch her flight! She
jumps up, does a quick wipe off, pulls her birthday
purple satin panties back on, dresses, and makes Jim
promise He’ll see her next time she can swing a trip
to SF. Having enjoyed her enthusiasm so much, Jim
promises and gives her a good by kiss.
She runs out of the Hotel with her bag, signals a
cab and finds herself on the way to the airport with
Jim’s seed dripping out of her pussy. “God Damn he
left a lot in there” she’s thinking to herself. “I’m
going to have to take a shower the minute I get home,
or K will know for sure what I’ve been up to”.
Her flight is eventful, as she reminisces and dreams
about the great FUCKING she’d received by that very
Good Looking Black Man named Jim. The flight lands,
and as she stands, she can feel how wet and sticky her
panties are. She drives home. K is waiting for her
with a tent pole that won’t go away. He has his
suspicions, but for some strange reason, it turns him
on. She’s greeted by a huge kiss and a hug from the
man she loves. She looks into his eyes, realizing that
she was still “dirty” from the Black Man. She thinks
about his fantasy, yea, that one. She can’t believe
he’d really want to do THAT, especially after what
she’d just DONE, but she loved him. She loved the fact
that he had a very undying love for her, and he’d
given her the blessing to do what ever she wanted to
do. She knew that K wanted sex, she knew EXACTLY what
he wanted, so she teased him. She said “let me take a
shower honey, and we’ll spend some time together”
knowing that K DIDN’T want her to take a shower. K
wanted her “dirty” K wanted the “evidence” that she’d
been a naughty wife. She was giving K kiss, as K led
her into the bedroom and told her she didn’t have to
take a shower, K wanted her just the way she was at
that moment.
It was such a strange fantasy! Why would he want to
do THAT after she’d been with another Man? Suddenly it
didn’t matter. She relented and gave herself to K. As
K pulled off her jeans, the jeans with a wet crotch,
the muskiness of her very wet panties and pussy that
was still “dirty” from Jim, he became intoxicated by
the aroma of Jim’s seed, mixed with his own naughty
wife’s juices. Her light purple satin panties had the
evidence of sex all over them. He felt compelled to
kiss and lick her panties, then pulling them down, he
buried his tongue deep inside his naughty little wife.
K didn’t last long. A sheet or something brushed up
against his smaller cock, and he gave it up right
there on the sheets. He’d never been so turned on in
his life. Turned on by the thought, the knowledge, the
evidence that his wife had betrayed her body to
another man. He told her how much he Loved her, and
how glad he was that she’d had such a great time at
her convention.

Wife has affair at convention Part II

K McDonald — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 00:37:33 +0000

She hangs up from talking to her husband and faces the
reality that she really wants to know what it’s like
to be stretched by something larger than her own
husband has been able to give her. She’s out of town,
and nobody will ever know about this, so she has
decided to go forward with this. So with a smile, she
slowly sips and enjoys the end of her Martini, while
her other hand is feeling the size of Jim’s Black
Cock. Reveling in how long and thick it feels. She
feels like her panties are full of slippery stuff, and
this is fun!
Jim lets his free hand drop into her lap. He
smoothly lets his hand feel how moist her pants are
becoming, and he smiles another smile. Jim leans over
to her again and they let their lips touch again, but
this time they linger. Their lips press together,
tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. At
this point she’s ready to do this Good Looking Black
Man named Jim right here under the table, but he asks
her if she doesn’t have a room where they could go and
talk more in private. Talking isn’t exactly what she
has in mind, but her room, and a private setting both
sound good to her alcohol and lust induced readiness.
As Jim rises and offers his hand to the lady, he can
see just how wet her crotch really is. He smiles. As
they walk through the halls, a few people give their
disapproving looks to the interracial couple, but it
doesn’t discourage either one of them. They are both
good with it.
They reach her room, and she fumbles getting the
hotel key out of her purse. She lets them in, closes
the door, and they embrace, knowing this is only
leading to ONE thing. She suddenly feels like a
teenage about to get laid while out on a date. Her
body is tingling all over right now, anticipating the
girth of this Man named Jim.
Jim knows what to do. He’s good at this. He just
sort of lets the woman have her way with him. Being a
Gentleman, he does help her off with her blouse, (she
didn’t wear a bra) and he helps her slip off her by
now quite wet white jeans. Her wetness fills the room
a musky odor of sex. Jim pulls his own shirt off and
the pretty white woman drops to her knees to help this
Man off with his pants. She anticipates getting a
close look at this “fat tool” she’s had her hand on
for a while now, and when it pops out of Jim’s
underwear, she suddenly has second thoughts. “This
things too big” “it’s going to tear me apart” “Oh God,
I’ll never be able to feel my own husband if I let him
put that in me”.
Sensing her apprehension, Jim gently lifts her onto
the bed and begins to kiss her on the neck. (one of
her weak spots) He very gently nibbles on one of her
nipples and slips a finger inside her. As her own
apprehension begins to fade, she faces the
inevitability of getting penetrated by this Big Black
Cock. A Cock, so much larger than she was used to, but
she whispers, “please be gentle with me”. Jim assures
her that he’s NOT going to hurt her at all.
She positions herself on her back with her legs
spread apart in an almost obscene fashion as the large
helmet of this Black Cock reaches her opening. She
feels the head pushing her lips apart. It’s not so bad
going past her outer lips, then she feels it as it
enters her vagina. A feverish sweat breaks out on her
forehead as she feels the girth beginning to make it’s
way inside of her, stretching her, filling her like
she’s never been filled before.
Jim knows that this woman isn’t used to this much
cock, so he takes it quite easy. He slowly slides an
inch, then another inch, then another inch. He can
feel her breathing so heavily to accommodate His Tool.
He notices how much perspiration is on her forehead
and smiles and stops for a second or two and asks her
is she’s alright. She has a look on her face that
tells Jim, she’s going to be fine, and he lets her
have a little more. After he’s got over half inside of
her, she says’s “stop” “it’s too much” Jim takes a
break and gives her a big hickey right on one of her
boobs. She’s in too much ecstasy to realize that she’s
getting marked, as she puts her hand on the back of
Jim’s head and presses it against herself while she’s
getting her Bobbie bruised by Jim’s mouth. Jim can
tell she’s relaxed now, and he starts the final
assault on getting that entire cock inside this white
pussy. It’s really tight, but the experienced Man
knows that with the right amount of time, gentleness,
and skill, he will get his entire cock inside this
woman.
She’s almost overcome by how snug and tight this was
feeling. She was so used to her husbands smaller cock,
sliding and slipping around inside of her, waiting for
him to finish so she could read her book. THIS was
different! For the very first time, she knew what it
felt like to be “mounted” She knew she was impales on
this monster of a cock, and she’d never be the same,
yet she couldn’t stop herself, or did she have the
desire to stop this Man from pushing his entire length
inside of her. She could hear a lot of moaning, and
other guttural noises, and she realized it was coming
from herself. She’d forgot to request that Jim wear a
condom, and by now it was WAY to late!
By now Jim had worked His Tool all the way inside
this white woman’s pussy. Jim’s pace began to slowly
quicken. He could feel her beginning to meet his own
thrusts, and he was so turned on by her excitement!
Giving a white woman the ride of her life was one of
Jim’s specialties. As Jim thrusted inside her, he
could feel his own loins beginning to get HOT. As he
was trying to hold back, the tight grip this woman’s
pussy had on his throbbing cock was too much for Him
to bear. She let out a cry that signaled she was over
the top and having the orgasm of her life, and Jim
just buried it inside her and let all his juice flow
into her. Her pussy started to make those Sukey sloppy
sounds, exciting her to another orgasm while Jim was
emptying himself inside of her.

Wife has Affair at Convention

K McDonald — Fri, 18 Jan 2008 18:57:42 +0000

This is part one Victoria. It’s kind of long, and I
wrote it when my wife was at a convention in S.F.
There are two more parts to it.

He sat helpless watching his wife get dressed for the
airplane trip to her 3 day convention. She looked
sexy! And from his vantage point, he noticed that she
was sporting a very fresh wax job on her pubes
underneath a pair of the satin panties he’d bought her
for her birthday. This made his cock stir in his
pants. She finished dressing in normal business
attire. The he watched as she packed the other 3 pairs
of satin panties she’d got along with the pair she was
wearing. She gave him a kiss goodbye, and told him to
behave himself while she was away. His cock filled
with a little more blood because he suspected that
“she” wouldn’t be behaving like a married woman while
she was away.
As she sits at the hotel lounge, sipping her Martini
that this good looking Black Man down at the end of
the bar sent over to her, her mind was in turmoil. In
her heart, she was never going to cheat on the man
whom she loved with all her heart, the father of her
child, and she knew he loves her with all his heart,
yet she is somehow fascinated by this strange man who
had her eye. As she takes another sip, He slowly rises
and walks over and introduces himself. Out of instinct
she brushes him off rudely, but he sits next to her
and strikes up an intelligent conversation about
politics. It’s not quite her cup of tea, (political
conversation) but his polite manner, and the tenor of
his voice definitely has her attention. She patiently
waits for him to finish his conversation and leave,
but he doesn’t. He orders another round of her
favorite, and since she doesn’t have to be anywhere at
any particular time, she accepts.
An hour latter, as they are both chatting away and
laughing together, she wondered how she could of been
so rude to such a gentleman just a short time ago. She
starts looking at Jim with a new found curiosity,
wondering if all the stereotypical images of a Black
Man’s cock were factual at all. Jim suggests that they
move to a table to be more comfortable, and she gladly
accepts his offer. As they sit chatting she can feel
herself getting damp without even being touched. It
had been years since THAT had actually happened, and
she was enjoying the warm wetness beginning to grow
she could feel between her legs.
Another hour passes and she finds her lips
dangerously close to this Good Looking Black Man named
Jim. She knows it isn’t “right”, but she also knows
she’s out of town, nobody around knows her, and she
isn’t going to go to bed with him anyway, so she just
enjoys the moment. As she sits with one of her hands
on her own thigh, avoiding the temptation to place her
hand on her own crotch, Jim rests his hand on the top
of hers and she feels another warm wave sweep across
her.
Jim could feel his cock slowly filling with blood as
it lay down the side of his thigh, covered by the thin
material of his nice pants. Then, he gently lifts her
hand off her own leg and places it on his own thigh.
She instinctively removes it, but she knows she felt
something larger than she’d ever felt before as far as
a sex organ goes. She rebuffs Jim, but stays in the
seat gazing into his dark eyes. A few moments latter
their dangerous closeness leads to an accidental kiss.
Now she is really feeling the wetness in her satin
panties. She remembers the large bulge she had felt
earlier and returns her hand to Jim’s thigh.
Jim isn’t fully erect, but his cock is at that fun
stage, where it’s beginning to swell, and the pretty
white woman’s hand makes it fill with more blood. At
this point Jim is pretty confident that he will be
stretching this woman’s pussy in just a little while
longer.
As she rests her hand on this larger than life cock,
she begins to wonder what it would be like, to be
stuffed so tightly, to be stretched in a way that her
loving husband had never been quite able to do, but
she swears to herself that this isn’t going any
further than this! Her cell phone rings at that
moment. She fumbles for it in her purse and answers
it, recognizing the ring from home.
She nervously talks to her husband for a while. When
asked what she was doing, she told the truth by saying
that she was sitting in the hotel lounge having a
drink, leaving out the part that she was enjoying the
company of a Good Looking Black Man. Then she rests
her hand back on that tempting fuck stick that the
Good Looking Black Man named Jim had. Out of
curiosity, she asks her husband if he was really
serious about that one fantasy of his. Her husband
says, “which fantasy is that honey”, and she just
says, “you know, that ONE FANTASY”. Her husband knows
Damn Well which one she’s talking about, and he says,
“I LOVE YOU my Dear! I WANT you do do what ever makes
you happy, without worrying about what I’m going to
think”.
Jim hears this, and he’s had married white women
before. He’s aware of the fantasy (a wife getting
impaled by a Black Man) He doesn’t really understand
the “why” but it’s all fine with Him! He has a private
laugh, thinking how some white husbands actually WANT
their wives to get laid by a Black Man. It’s fine with
him if a husband wants Him to stretch her pussy
further than it ever has before, (short of child
birth) but this will be a enjoyable stretch, and he
knows that she’ll be moaning for more before He’s
finished with her.

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admin — Fri, 28 Dec 2007 18:03:21 +0000

Hi everyone! I plan on submitting another podcast as soon as the last one hits 1500 on the download counter. It’s publicly posted next to the podcast button. Right now I’m fighting off the common cold. It came with all the known nuances like sneezing, pains, aches, throaty voice and runny nose. I haven’t been on the fetish phone sex lines lately because of this bad cold. I hope to get started monday early and stay logged all week with exception of the New Year parties and recovery time. This year our New Year partying will be kept to a low roar. Just going to a friend’s house party, sleeping over and then hitting a Dennys on the way back in from the Valley.

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