2014 and My Reflections of it as a Black Bull for Cuckold Couples

Well what can I say. 2014 has been an interesting year for me. Now that it is drawing to an end I find myself looking back and reflecting on its interesting developments. As with life in general there have been high points and moments that one might regard as challenging.

THE HIGH POINTS

As my mindset is closer to cuckolding couples as a lifestyle as opposed to role-play . As this is my preference I have only met a handful of couples this year. Each encounter had a cuckolding element. Some more so than others.

Of the couples I met, three stand out as couples that are close to my vision of what a good match would be for an on going relationship.

Of those three. Two stand out as couples I would want to  develop a proper relationship with. What were the key elements for me?

Crucially in both instances I get on well socially with both the husband and wife and both the husband and wife showed a willingness to take the time to get to know me and let me know them

THE PROMISE OF MORE

The fact that in both instances neither couple live close enough to make weekly visits an even remote possibility is bitter sweet.

Why weekly? Because ultimate goal  is to go bareback and blast my seed into the wife of a cuckold  on a frequent basis.  However ,  for safety reasons I don’t think it is fair on either the couple or myself to do that unless we are  meeting for periods of time on an exclusive basis. Therein lies my current frustration. I have had a taste of  how deliciously, wicked and pleasurable a relationship with a cuckold couple could be and I want more.

It feels like I have had the appetiser but the main meal is yet to come lol

THE NOT SO HIGH POINTS

It may not sound Bull like to some but I believe in being open about my feelings. I would expect it from any cuckold couple I meet and I expect it from myself.  Going the lifestyle route involves many complex emotions for all concerned and they should never be ignored or underestimated.

This year, because of my dedication to “the cause”  and looking for that special couple. I have  made a point of not getting too close to any single ladies.  Something of a challenge because it has meant I haven’t been able to do the normal things like go on a date, have a meal or watch a movie with someone close. 

With the right couple I would hope to have occasions when the cuckold is left at home while I take his wife for a night out . It might be to chill, a romantic meal or it could be a night introducing his wife to ….some friends. Not for him to know which unless we decide to share the details later  lol

THOUGHTS OF REFLECTION

Should I hold out, should I give myself a set time period or should I not block the potential for happiness with a single female counterpart. Many moons ago I did have a sub swinging partner. I have no doubt that the mental aspects of this sub Dom relationship planted the seed that has grown into my interest in nurturing, growing with and dominating cuckolds couples.

Did this respectable couple turn me into a Bull?

I didn’t know it at the time but on reflection my very first proper experience as a Bull with a couple was nearly ten years ago. Back then I was what you might can an ordinary swinger. I had a horny fuck buddy that I was very close to and we were part of a cosy group of friends that attended private house parties on a regular bases.

However from time to time we would also do our own thing. On one of these occasions I met one of the couples who was a part of this group along with two other black male friends. We got on well and from time to time we would meet up with one to three couples for a bit of fun and pleasure.

This wasn’t the only time I met Liz and Joe with one or more friends but this particular occasion stood out for a number of reasons. More so, now as I look back on that day with the eyes of a Bull.

The day began with me meeting Joe and Liz in a well known London museum. We looked around at the exhibits and chatted for ages like old friends. Indeed this is what we were at this point. By mid afternoon we had seen everything we wanted to see, so we sat down in the canteen and had a meal before making our way to the hotel which Joe always insisted on paying for.

Soon after arriving my two friends turned up. Knowing how much Joe enjoyed joining in and watching us all fuck Liz. I was rather surprised when he made his excuses and left saying that he would be gone for a few hours . Not that we minded that much. We just wanted to fuck his sexy wife. The best way to describe Liz is sensual and classy. She is an amazing kisser and has a way of gently stroking your cock while pressed against you and kissing you softly.

I’m not going to go into detail about what happened next because that isn’t the point of this particular blog. The summary is that we had a great time and the three of us guys worked well as a team to give this Liz lady lots of pleasure.

After lots of sensual and hard fucking the two other guys said their goodbyes and it was left with just myself and Liz We sat on the bed under the covers and chatted for ages. Sometimes caressing sometimes kissing. Sometime leading on to yet more sensual fucking.

The passage of time has made a few details blurry but some things stand out. The long soapy shower. The way she expertly teased me……..She used her favourite technique of rubbing and sliding my cock against the wetness of her pussy which always makes me groan with lust. However on this occasion it didn't stop there, this time she guided me into her pussy without a pause to put a condom on me.  It shocked me at the time but it felt so right and natural.

Afterwards we slept in each others arms and were greeted the following morning by the sound of her husband entering the hotel room. I remember feeing guilty at the time for fucking his wife without a condom……..How little did I know lololol

That day and night stood out as a special one that we would all refer to from time to time. A couple of years after that I took a very long break from swinging and although we stayed in touch occasionally it was purely as friends.

Fast forward to now and my mental awakening as a Bull and that whole event takes on a whole new meaning. That night and things that had happened on other occasions made me wonder if they were indeed my very first cuckold couple. Not just as a natural development of our friendship but perhaps by their design at the time.

Well the answer to that question will soon be answered. I managed to find their number recently and when I mentioned that I was out of retirement they were very pleased. Why write this blog now? Well I have just finished chatting to Joe on the phone and when I mentioned the fact my attention is on cuckold couples these days………well lets just say he was enthusiastic, eager to point out that his wife is still as attractive as ever and keen to invite me to spend the night in their home for the very first time ;-)

The Indian hot-wife and her non-cuckold? husband Part 2 of 2

........we walked into their bedroom which had soft lighting. I helped Priya strip and once naked she lay on the bad with her back to me. At this point I removed all of my own clothes but kept my boxers on. As promised I had arrived with a bottle of baby oil applied a few drops to her upper back and began to massage her. Now I don't know about you but without a proper massage table I always find it awkward trying to determine where to place myself when giving a woman a massage while on a bed. Especially as this lovely lady was nervous and I didn't want to impose my physical presence on her before she was fully relaxed.

I eventually opted to straddle myself over her upper legs but with not too much body weight. Then I began the massage, focusing around her upper and middle back at first. She began to moan ever so softly and my cock expanded to fill my boxers. I made no attempt to hide the fact, so my hardness was pressing into her arse and thighs as I moved around. Oh the thrill and the tease of it all mmmmm

As per her rules I stuck to the agreement and made no attempt to take things to the point of fucking. However I was determined to get her so worked up she would ache for the relief of my cock inside her.

I massaged her whole back and eventually began working on her thighs and lower legs. It was delicious. Every now and then I let my finger get ever so close to her pussy. Closer and closer but never quite touching. Eventually when my fingers did make contact I resisted the urge to dip a finger in for a taste. By now she was extremely aroused and at my touch her arse would raise ever so slightly to meet my hand.

By now droplets of pre-cum were beginning to soak my boxers so I used it as an excuse to take them off. I then put a large amount of baby oil on her back and instead of using my hands oiled her body with my naked chest. Gently moving from side to side in small circles and sometimes sliding the length of my torso up and down her back and ever so soft and curvy arse........oh such delicious agony my cock would get oh so close to her pussy at times and it would have been so easy to just slide myself in her.

By now the pleasure was too much so she got up lay me on the bed and started to suck my cock. Now for me this is another important moment. In my opinion no blow job is better than a bad blow job so I was eager to see how good she was....oh and before I forget to mention this. All this while her husband was lurking in the background sometimes in the room sometimes giving us a bit of privacy. All the while filming. Sometimes with the cam in his hand and at other times with it carefully positioned on a cabinet to capture the moment.....anyway the first thing she did was firmly grip my cock and gently gasped with pleasure at how hard it was for her. Then she slid her soft lips up and down my shaft. 

Mmmmmm boy did it feel good. She licked she sucked, not too fast not to slow and with NO TEETH. In other words just how I like it. Then she did something that I now regard as her special trade mark touch. She looked into my eyes, spat onto my cock and deep throated me. Not what for me is a horrible hard and fast deep throat but a more sensual approach, slower, still making herself cough and splutter when at the back of her throat but sensual too. Not with the aim of forcing me to cum (which I hate) but simply for the pure pleasure of having my cock in her mouth. Basically a delicious slut blow job which contrasts so nicely with her general sensuality.

I don't want to bore you by making this blog too long so I am going to summarise what we did for the rest of the night. I have an addiction and it is pussy. I love the aroma the texture and the taste. I fed my addiction that night by lavishing attention on her pussy with my nose, lips and tongue......and when we fucked.....ohhhhh boy. 

One interesting thing about this couple is a little ritual they have. Any time me and Priya were ready to fuck she would get Hitesh to collect a condom and open the packet before then handing it to her. I was intrigued by this ritual and now take it a step further whenever I meet other more overtly cuckold couples. I always make them get the condom ready and slip it on my cock before I fuck their wife. Anyway back to this adventure.......how was the fucking? Pure bliss as it has been every time we have met since then. She doesn't like hard forceful fucking so I always take this into account when we meet up, but the trade off is so pleasurable. When we fuck it is sweet sensual and rhythmic. She bites her lip looks into my eyes and gasps when I go deep and slow. All the while we kiss and embrace like lovers.....every now and then bringing up the fact that she is a respectable married Indian woman being fucked by a horny man in the presence of her husband.

Its wicked its delicious and I always enjoy going back for more ;-)

Febuary 2023 Update

It's been a few years since I wrote this particular blog. Imagine my surprise when this sexy lady suddely resurfaced on Twitter as @Desi_Delights 

The Indian hot-wife and her non-cuckold? husband Part 1 of 2

It' has been a while since I wrote a blog but true to form the urge to write another is the morning after a night of pleasure with another mans wife. I thought now might be a good time to talk about Hitesh and Priya an Indian couple that I have been seeing for some months now. I also feel compelled to mention how we first met.

If you have been on the scene for a while you will probably be able to relate to what I am about to say. Swinging has turned me into a cynical skeptic. What do I mean by that? Bear with me while I have my little rant....... swinging contact sites are full to the brim with time wasters. They truly are the thorn in the side of genuine lifestylers and there are all kinds of people that I put under that umbrella. From fantasists, men posing as couples to people who's wives are not even aware of their husbands desire to see them fucked and the list goes on.

So with this in mind whenever I am approached by people I no longer allow myself to get excited until they have done enough to satisfy me that they are genuine. Fortunately I can now usually smell a time waster from a mile away.

Anyway, one of warning signs of a time waster is usually a couples unwillingness to send a face photo before meeting. The cynic in me tends to think they are either time wasters or I worry that the wife simply wont appeal to me.

But with Hitesh and Priya I broke one of my own rules. Sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith and hope your instincts are right. On this occasion within two days of saying hello online I was chatting on the phone with the Priya and being invited to her home. I thought to myself there is no way I am going to drive the best part of two hours to their home but something in her voice drew me to her.

Hell lets face it I was curious too. She made it clear from the beginning that she did not like being pounded hard something I both enjoy and relish when fucking another mans wife. But I also have a very strong sensual side to my nature and it sounded like I would be free to express that side of myself with her.

So the plan was for me to visit their home but on the strict understanding that I would give Priya a slow un-rushed sensual massage. If things were to go further it was strictly her decision and that no prompting or persuading should come from me. Chemistry has always been the number one priority for me so I was happy to meet on this no pressure understanding to see what might develop.

On the date of the meet late on a Friday evening I was greeted at the door by her husband Hitesh. He led me to their living room and I sat on a sofa next to him, Priya sat opposite. Oh boy was I pleasantly surprised.....and relieved.

The sight that greeted me was that of an attractive long dark haired woman in a tight low cut dress that emphasised her curves. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and chatted about our likes and dislikes from a swinging perspective. However all the while beneath the surface of politeness I made it clear with my eyes that I wanted to fuck her. I also made no attempt to hide the bulge in my trousers.

After twenty to thirty minutes of relaxed conversation Priya made her way to Hitesh and sat on his lap. They began kissing and her proximity to me got me even more excited. Hitesh looked over at me and indicated that it was ok for me to join in..

We were now at what for me is the final hurdle when meeting a couple, the kiss. I need not have worried though, she was a natural. Her lips were full and soft and they greeted my mouth with just the right amount of skill and enthusiasm.

It told me everything I needed to know, that even if we didn't fuck that night a fuck was now a certainty. You just can't fake chemistry. This stunning Indian wife reminded me that she still wanted to be massaged so we made our way from the living room to the marital bed........to be continued.....

The hunger of the MILF with her cuckold husband

I'm writing this blog the morning after the night before partly to distract myself from having a wank and boy do I want one. But I'm not going to because I'm going to a BMFC swingers party tomorrow and if I am fortunate enough to meet a couple I get on well with if I want the wife to benefit from me being in a state of pure, lustful, raw hunger.

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​That is also partly why when I got an invite from  Sally to meet in a hotel last night I said no. I made a conscious decision some time ago not to let swinging and the cuckolding of couples be something that consumes too much of my free time.

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​Having said that something told me we'd get on well. Besides which Sally also lives relatively local and if you have read any of my Blogs on another site you will know that I have been particularly keen to find someone local to have fun with. So far none of my regulars live less than a 90 minute drive away (and that's when the roads are clear).

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​Anyway, I did say that I would be happy to meet Sally for a quick get to know you drink instead. She agreed and asked if I would like her to come alone or with her husband Phil. Being the kind of Bull that relishes fucking married women in front of their husbands I naturally said yes. We arranged to meet after 8 in a pub not too far from me and being a hot evening I turned up in jeans and a buttoned short sleeve shirt. 

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​I promise you I'm not vain but I did make a point of wearing something that would show off my arms and chest. As for my choice of jeans this may amuse you because it does me. I took a long break from swinging that lasted years. So when I started up again I was conscious that I had let myself go a bit and needed to get myself back in shape. Especially if I was going to be calling myself a Bull. Where am I going with this? Well partly because of my love of cycling and weight training in my youth I have always been blessed-cursed with big thighs. So no matter what I wear when I sit down my trousers are always tight around my thighs and they cause the material around the crotch to bunch up. Now that I am training again because my waist is getting smaller the crotch area is even bigger so I have had to get rid of some of my trousers. 

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​When I commute to work on the train and I'm very occasional feeling particularly mischievous I don't cover the false bulge and giggle to myself when I see ladies sheepishly looking away when I catch them staring. I know its silly and childish but it kills the time when I'm bored. Back to the pub.......

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​......Sally had asked me to text her on arrival so that her husband Phil could meet me outside and escort me to where she would be sitting. This he dutifully did. He let me to his wife who much to my delight looked better than her profile pictures. I'm not sure of her age but my guess is that she either in her late 40s or early 50s. She had on a very feminine summer dress, stockings and high heels. Medium length blonde hair and glasses fitting with her profession. The vision of a classy married milf with just the right amount of curves. I sat next to her as her husband went off to get me a drink.

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​We did the usual small talk and within minutes she was rubbing my thigh. I was a bit nervous at first because the pub was both busy and well lit. As we began to talk about more interesting things her hand moved to my cock. Which due to the bunching was easy for her to manipulate. She rubbed her palm across it and made it twitch with anticipation. All three of us maintained our civilized expressions but anyone looking would have known what was going on from the rhythmic movements of her arm.

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​By now the lustful tension was unbearable so Phil asked if I had time to spare to drive to some woods which were a short drive away. I said ....hell yes.....After a few moments to compose myself we all got up. I took his wife to my car and he went to his so that he could drive to the woods with me following.

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​The site of this hot MILF sat next to me in my car made it difficult to drive. Made worse by the fact her hand never lost contact with my cock through the jeans. She rubbed stroked and teased all the way to the woods.

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​We parked side by side and as soon as we parked and took our belts off we started kissing. Oh the hunger that came from her. It was intense. She quickly freed my cock while her husband watched form the other car. Then she did what she had been desperate to do all evening. She wrapped her lips around my cock and began to suck and lick with enthusiastic hunger. I opened the car door so her husband could get a better view. I told him to get closer and look into his wife's eyes as she sucked my hard black cock. This he did.

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​Things were getting too horny now. So although the intention was just to have a kiss and blow job. I told Sally to get out of the car and bend over leaning into the car. I handed the condom to Phil and told him to get it ready, slide it over my cock and guide me into his wife which he dutifully obeyed, his hands shook with excitement. He got the perfect view of my cock slowly entering his wife from behind mmmmmmm.

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​Oh the naughty thrill of it. A summers evening out doors. Making a wife plead as I thrust and telling a cuckold how much I love fucking his wife................I better stop here. I'm getting myself all worked up again and I need to get ready for work. Hope you like my blog.....

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Fucking the wife of a jealous cuckold P/T 2 of 3

On arrival at Jake and Jenny's home I was invited to the living room. Jenny had told me beforehand that she was very nervous so my primary concern at this point was to put everyone at ease. This wasn't a problem for me because socially I am very much a people person. Patient, friendly and always considerate about peoples feelings........except when I'm hungry lol

Anyway, I sat on their corner sofa. Myself next to Jenny with Jake slightly further away from us. We kept things friendly and sociable with nothing out of the ordinary other than my ever so slightly intense looks when talking to Jenny. She has that young mother and wife next door look and from appearances you would never guess what a filthy mind she has. However our text conversations on KiK in previous months left me in no doubt of what passions lay below the surface. She was fiery spoke her mind and had a very stubborn streak and from a sexual perspective is often used to being in the driving seat. So when she had said how nervous she was prior to my arrival I was I was somewhat surprised.

Things did progress quite quickly due in no small part to the fact that although we hadn't chatted properly for months beforehand. They had stuck in my mind and I had made a point of getting to know their personalities and what motivated them sexually.

Now this may sound a bit clinical or even calculating if you are not into any aspects of the cuckold lifestyle. But from my perspective if cuckolding interests you it is because you want a bit more than just sex. As a Bull one has to be aware that the couple is going on a mental roller coaster ride with even more twists turns and dips encountered than in conventional swinging. Especially when they are so new to cuckolding. 

As a Dom-Bull being observant of this through paying close attention is crucial as you have to strike a delicate balance between coming across as too pushy,arrogant aggressive or being too tame, nice and not standing out as a genuine Bull. In my opinion it cant really be faked, at least not on a sustained basis.

......I kissed Jenny with slow gentle sensuality, gradually increasing the urgency. She kissed me back enthusiastically and more importantly with skill. Her soft lips felt amazing and created a greater sense of urgency in me. For me nothing makes me desire a woman more than a good kiss. The feeling is both intoxicating and addictive. Al the while I was aware of the fact that Jake was watching us and our previous conversations left me in no doubt that he would be feeling both jealous and extremely aroused. 

Prior to my arrival I had instructed Jake to wear a pair of his wife's knickers and he had strict orders not to take his cock out or masturbate without first getting my permission. Through the course of the evening Jake failed at the task and took it upon himself to act impulsively on a couple of occasions. Although I found it highly amusing and laughed about it with them in conversation on another day. He had disobeyed me and there had to be consequences. I dealt with that disobedience on my second visit but that is a tale for another day. Anyway.....

After kissing Jenny I just had to satisfy what for me is a very powerful craving. I call it my one and only vice. I feel no shame in admitting that I am a pussy worshipper and I crave its aroma with a vengeance. Now I know a lot of you guys have a panty sniffing fetish. Mine is similar but for me the key difference is my desire to sniff a woman's panties while still on her and when she is in a state of arousal. Jenny was wearing very thin black leggings which hugged her body tightly. I bent her over and pressed my nose between her arse cheeks to take a gentle sniff mmmmmmm delightful. As I got more aroused I pressed my face harder and harder into her cheeks. My hands alternated between squeezing her arse and gripping her thighs to ensure my nose was pressed firmly against her pussy so she couldn't get away. A lot of women don't quite understand the fascination some of us guys have of sniffing them and quite a few feel self conscious about the idea of a man burying his nose between their thighs. I always love that moment when a woman not used to it looses herself in the moment and is infected by my enthusiasm. The magic moment is when a woman forgets her inhibitions and pushes herself into my face without a care in the world mmmmmm.

After a while I peeled off Jenny's leggings pulled her panties slightly to the side and began to gently kiss, suck and lick  the soft flesh around the entrance of her pussy. Oh how I love to tease. Deep as my hunger is I like to tease with maximum cruelty when I first lick a woman's pussy. The more strong willed and independent she is, the more i feel the urge to tease and torment her with my tongue. I close my eyes and tune myself in to how she responds to my touch. I like getting a woman to the point that she literally needs me inside her and because I so love the aroma and taste I'm in no rush to relieve her with my cock. 

Jenny's pussy was absolutely delicious. She was shaved too so I was able to suck and lick around her by now very wet lips. Every now and then slowly licking the length of her wetness. Up and down i would go never too fast so she could really feel my tongue exploring her sweet taste and texture. I'd push my nose into her pussy and slide upwards. It would rub against her clip while my tongue caressed lower down. Oh how I love to discover what techniques turn a woman on most. At this point there was no doubt that Jenny was ready to be fucked but I wasn't going to do that just yet.

I forget to mention that this was to be a night of potential firsts in a number of respects. Jenny had never been fucked by a black man and Jake had an overwhelming urge to suck a black cock for the first time and to clean up. I have lost count of the number of white guys that have approached me expressing a desire to see me fuck their wife or girlfriend and to also suck my cock. Over the years my response has ranged from boredom to irritation and anger over this expressed desire. Jake was no different. He had pleaded repeatedly to be allowed to suck my cock and have me spurt to the back of his throat. My answer had always been NO

But something was different now. My conversations with other cuckolds as well as with Jake beforehand had changed my perspective. I found Jake's conflicting jealousy and desire to serve me fascinating. So my last response before visiting was.....lets wait and see.

So with Jake's jealousy in mind and while still in my boxers I sat beside Jenny and began kissing her again. Naturally by now all shyness had gone so kissing was all the more natural, instinctive and passionate  I paused for a moment, during which time I turned to Jake told him to get to his knees, unbutton my boxers and pull my cock out through the opening........

PART THREE 

Fucking the wife of a jealous cuckold P/T 1 of 3

Sometimes you never can tell who is genuine and who is a time waster. Late last year I was contacted by Jake and Jenny through twitter. As usual it was the husband that contacted me first. He expressed his desire to see Jenny fucked by a black man for the very first time.

He liked the sound of me and saw that we were on a similar wavelength. So he gave me Jenny's KiK login name, giving me the opportunity to get to know her which is always important to me. Everything flowed nicely but every now and then Jake's jealousy would come to the surface. Especially when I made it clear that I don't just fuck wives but I also relish sensual seduction and kissing. As with some husbands I chat with. He didn't mind the idea of me giving his wife a good hard fuck. But struggled with the concept of Jenny showing affection and not just lust towards another man. I am very curious about this area.

Although conventional swinging husbands and boyfriend often say this to me, in my experience it is not quite as common for a cuckold to express discomfort to this degree. Perhaps he is just being that much more honest or it is simply a case of him growing into his role as a cuckold. Anyway this eventually contributed to
them breaking contact with me after just over a month of messaging.

Imagine my surprise when six months later and without warning I got a hello message from Jenny. She didn't waste any time and got straight to the point. She wanted me to fuck her!!

Now I'm something of a lazy traveler and Jake and Jenny live almost two hours drive away. So being wicked and remembering how much I had been messed about I made her beg....and beg she did. She begged me to come to her house and fuck her with my hard black cock. This lady was on a mission and determined to get what she wanted. By happy coincidence I had that day off work. So I was relaxed, horny and didn't dread the prospect of such a long drive.

I promptly sent a message to her husband Jake and told him I would be fucking his wife that evening. I gave him instructions to help her dress into something ordinary that made it apparent she was a married woman.

When I finally arrived at their home I was pleased to see that my instructions had been followed. She couldn't have looked more wife like and unattainable........more to follow....

PART TWO

What Makes The Perfect Bull Part 1 of 2

As with my previous blog about What Makes The Perfect Cuckold Couple Part 1 of 2. Fantasy and reality don't always amount to the same thing. So once again I will split the blog in two separate parts. In the first part I will describe what I think is a couples vision of the perfect Bull.

If there is one thing I really enjoy about any of my interests it is the people that share that interest. I am fascinated by people. So in this context when a cuckold couple catches my attention I am always eager to learn from them. For that is always my mindset. Regardless of how knowledgeable one might think one is, there is always something new and interesting to discover.

Based on my conversations with couples who refer to themselves as being cuckold I often wonder what their vision of the perfect Bull would be. Now before I go any further I feel at pains to point out that as a Bull all I can do is guess the couples perspective. So if any couples wish to discuss or comment on this blog please feel free.

I always imagine a couple's vision of the perfect Bull depends very much on what kind of couple they are. For what I would call the cuckold role-play, hot-wife couple the physical presence of the Bull is of the utmost importance. There may not be a requirement or even a desire to meet the Bull on a second occasion. So a couple like this is unlikely to deviate much from their vision of the perfect Bull when on their quest.

For the fantasy to work the Bull has to look the part. Physically he must be superior to the husband in every way. He must be taller, in better physical condition and have a cock bigger than that of the husband. With this in mind the couple will probably be looking for a male in his thirties. Old enough to present himself with a certain level of maturity and young enough for them to feel confident that he is fit enough to be sexually superior to the husband.

Although not always the case it does appear that here in the UK, in the majority of cases the Bull also needs to be black.

For the couple more interested in meeting a Bull on a semi/regular basis or cuckolding as a lifestyle the criteria is going to be slightly different. Al of the above is still important but other factors will also have to be taken into consideration. Is the Bull single and local enough to be able to meet at short notice and on a regular basis. Is the Bull experienced enough to be able to hold the interest of the couple. Can he be trusted to meet the wife alone on occasion. Is he able to do overnight or weekend sessions. Can he accommodate?

If the couple are considering bareback sex can he be trusted to play safe. Will he take the need of many cuckolds to clean up into account. To what level will he allow the cuckold husband to join in. If the husband has any Bisexual tendencies how accepting will the Bull be Will he get to know the cuckold or will he just fuck the wife and ignore the husband?

Sounds lovely doesn't it. But as with most things in the real world it is not so simple. I will explain my thoughts on why in Part Two.

What makes the perfect cuckold couple Part 2 of 2

As hinted at in the first part of this blog there is fantasy and there is reality. In my vision of the perfect scenario the Bull would be in a full time relationship with the couple and there would be several meets per month. However in the real world there are many obstacles that get in the way of this. Distance, children, chemistry and indeed nervousness from the couple about what impact the closeness of the Bull to the wife will have on their relationship.

Taking the above into account my ideal realistic desire would be to meet up to four couples on a regular basis. Each at least once a month and that at least one or two of the four be true cuckold lifestyle enthusiasts.

What realistic expectations would I have of a cuckold couple? Well nothing is set in stone because everyone is different but I like a couple where I am able to get to know the wife as well as the husband reasonably well over time. This is particularly important if you are only able to meet on a monthly basis.

Without reasonably frequent dialogue the momentum quickly dies away. This is a gentle warning to cuckold husbands. Your enthusiasm for being cuckolded, desire to discuss your fantasies and role as gatekeeper in the early stages can sometimes get in the way. Now don't get me wrong. I both understand and enjoy this process. After all if I don't get into the mind of the cuckold I will have no way of knowing how best to humiliate the cuckold in a way that is arousing and not annoying annoying to him.

So husbands, if you truly want to be cuckolded you need to control your rampant enthusiasm and give your wife the time and space to bond with the Bull. This leads me on neatly to one of the differences between my definition of what I regard as swinging and hot-wife as opposed to cuckold couples.

As a proud lone wolf Dom I have no interest in being a Bull for a couple that craves lots of black cock on a regular basis. This is not a moral judgement but a practical one. Indeed in the past I would occasionally reward my sub with a surprise gangbangs if I felt she had been a good girl. as a Dom Bull I strongly believe the importance of quality over quantity must be understood by all concerned if the arrangement is to blossom.

That's the thing about the cuckolding lifestyle you have to be prepared to invest in it if you want the rewards. Which means you have to look deep within yourself and ask yourself is this what I really want. Is it the cuckold lifestyle I seek or cuckold role-play? One has to take the journey with ones eyes open, with complete honesty and with patience.

Race and prejudice from a swinging black man's perspective p/t 2 of 2

As mentioned previously, in my life as a swinger I have always been aware of race but from my perspective it has always played a minor role in my mind when looking for people to have fun with.

Even now when it does play a bigger part in my selection process I am conscious of not inadvertently turning myself into something of a hypocrite. So a certain amount of self analysis and juggling may be required.  What do I mean by that? Well previously there were certain traits that I was always wary of. So I was and still am cautious at first when a couple or single lady indicates that they are looking for a big black man with a big cock. I don't like the feeling that I am merely a prop in someones fantasy. However on the flip side isn't everyone's starting point based on a fantasy? So as with most things in life a certain amount of balance is required.

I could be generalizing, but the impression I get is that couples would always prefer to meet a black man with the body of an Olympic sprinter and a porn star sized cock, especially the husbands lol. I am neither of these things. Which in a strange way is a good thing. Were I 6ft plus and the proud owner of a 8" plus cock I think I would always be wondering at the back of my mind if the person I was fucking was purely fixated on how I looked and had no interest in me as a person. Having said that. I do make the most of what I have by eating reasonably well and exercising to maintain my stamina and fitness levels. I consider this my duty as a Bull. If Bulls had a mission statement what would it be? lolol

Anyway, with me being a 5ft6" male with a 6.5" cock, almost by definition the people I have met do not have that same rigid fixation in their mind. They are also looking a little deeper and have an interest in some of my other qualities too. Yes the majority have a strong preference for black men but alongside that they want to meet a black man that although naughty knows when to be a gentleman and when to take control and do what comes naturally.Over the years I have spoken to black guys that fit the above description and can confirm that some of them do have similar thoughts to myself.

So in what context do I find myself wondering if I am crossing the line into prejudice and stereotyping and being careful not to? In the weird and wonderful world of cuckoldry. I adore women of all shades but when it comes to the would of cuckoldry. To really get my attention the couple has to be white and married. Plus the higher up the social class ladder they are the better......and then it dawned on me. 

After speaking online at great length to the stunning married Russian woman I found myself thinking in much the same way I have in the past. That her being white had very little significance in my mind. I just wanted her because she was hot.

Perhaps being a Bull to a cuckold couples is one of those things greater than the sum of all its parts. Individually each component not that significant. But when all put together something powerful happens. For me three of those components are the marital, racial and cultural background of the couple. With the right number of taboo boxes ticked, it tips over and something deep, raw and powerful happens. I crave it with a passion.

Meeting a cuckold couple tonight P/T 3 of 3

So here I am in the home of a married white couple sat on a sofa adjacent to them. Ed is sat closest to me and his wife Diane is sat next to him. Prior to meeting I had indicated my preference of what kind of dress the Diane would be wearing. I asked the Ed to help his Diane pick out a dress that looked elegant yet sexy. I wanted her to look like a respectable wife. Now don’t get me wrong I love the site of a woman in hot provocative outfits. I call them “fuck me” dresses. But as a Bull meeting a couple for potentially ongoing pleasure I think it is better to take ones time and move at a steady pace. Besides which I get an extra special thrill when flirting with a woman that looks unattainable and no woman looks more unattainable than a respectable married women ;-)

So what did Diane have on? A sexy elegant black dress fully fashioned stockings with a black line going all the way up the back of her legs and black high heels. A classic sexy look that never fails to impress me and I made it very clear to both husband and wife that I was very impressed with the choice they had made for my benefit.

One thing I hear time and time again from couples is a dislike of pushy overbearing guys. Fortunately that is not in my nature, although I do have to be a little delicate when getting couples to prove they are genuine and that the wife is happy with the situation. I am aware that it can be perceived as being pushy when I ask a couple to prove they are real either by chatting on the phone with the wife or having a skype style chat with the wife present.

Anyway we spent the next half an hour or so having a normal get to know you conversation and touched upon some of our experiences in the world of swinging. All the while I made a point of being inclusive of both Ed and Diane  but every now and then I would look at the lovely Diane in the eyes. Always for just a little bit too long and always letting my eyes drop slowly and obviously down the length of her sexy body. I eventually moved to sit next to her and my timing must have been right because her had went directly to my thigh. She started rubbing up and down and occasionally touching my bulge while kissing both myself and Ed mmmmmm.

She then said she was uncomfortable on the sofa and suggested that we head for the marital bed. Oh how I love fucking married women in their own beds. I told her to lead the way and to walk slowly up the stairs so that I could get a good view of her sexily climbing towards the bedroom......and that is where details of this particular account ends but lets just say. We will be meeting again ;-)

Race and prejudice from a swinging black man's perspective P/T 1 of 2

Morning , One thing about me is that I am always thinking and analyzing. Some might argue that I over think and to a certain extent they might be right. But I enjoy it and I see it as an important part of my growth as a human being.

Anyway, when I woke up this morning I found myself going over a conversation that I had with a married white woman into the early hours. I wondered...yet again about the role race place in the world of swinging and cuckold, hot-wife fun in particular. My thoughts my be in danger of going off in all kinds of directions so please bear with me if I appear to ramble.

As a black man living in a white country it would be impossible not to have given racism a lot of thought. Also as a father I consider it my duty to prepare my children for what they will have to confront as they get older.

In my opinion racists are a rare breed but prejudice is everywhere and within all of us. Where does racism come from? I think it is the end result of prejudice when left unchallenged and is fed watered and nurtured by thoughts and ones environment. It can be a conscious act or perhaps more dangerously it can come from a perspective of self denial.

I always laugh when people say they don’t have a prejudiced bone in their body. To that I always argue then that person must love friends and strangers as much as their own family, which of course is nonsense. Prejudice is natural. Without it the tribalism around football teams would not exist.

So what do I do about it on a personal level? Well I long ago saw the link between thoughts and how they affect your daily interactions with people. For example when I’m hungry I’m a mean son of a bitch. But when fed and watered you could almost call me a card carrying pacifist lol

So anyway as a black man living in the UK I don’t go about in my daily life when dealing with people thinking ohh she is white, he is Asian etc etc. I am aware of it but it doesn't occupy my thoughts. Why because I firmly believe that if you have that kind of internal narration it affects how you deal with that person. It matters not if you think you are not verbalising it, those thoughts will always leak out one way or another. I can often tell when dealing with people when the person is focused too much on what I look like. The signs are so obvious and it makes me laugh to myself when people think they are able to mask it lol

It is my belief that even in this so called modern world we are not that different from animals and can all sense this even if not consciously aware.

For example. If I was to go to a job interview thinking. I’m going to be interviewed by a panel of white people...damn I’m not going to get this job. That vibe even if not verbalised would be sensed subconsciously by that panel and would very likely turn into a self fulfilling prophecy.

There is only one environment where try as I might I just can't shake a feeling of uneasiness and that is in the company of the police. I have nothing to hide and can rationalize as much as I like but just can't fully shake off that feeling. I have to consciously challenge my perceptions but it is not an easy task for me. I'm sure that the flip side is also true. Be it among some members of the police or non blacks who are simply not used to being around black people. However as I mentioned earlier. Being aware of this thought process is a very important step in combating the negative impact prejudice can have on ones thinking when left unchecked

So what role has race played in my life as a swinger? Up until recently, very little, I have been swinging on and off for years and the colour of the people I met was of very little importance to me. I merely celebrated the differences.

What has changed? Will let you know in part two ;-)

Meeting a cuckold couple tonight PT 2 of 3

...In an ideal world my preference would be to meet a genuine cuckold couple that lives within a 30 minute drive from my home. But search as I might and big as London is they always seem to live miles away. On paper Ed and Diane don't live that far away from me. However a 55 mile drive that should have taken just over an hour ended up taking the best part of two hours. Don't you just love Friday evening traffic with roadworks grrrr. 

That reminds me. Now, how can i put this delicately If you are a white couple that doesn't normally socialise with black men. There is a phenomenon that you need to aquatint yourself with. Acceptance of this state of affairs will reduce stress and lower your blood pressure.....its called black mans time....I'm sorry I just couldn't resist that one. If you have no idea what I am talking about, you soon will

Anyway, Ed and Diane  gave me the option of rescheduling but you know that saying. You never get a second chance to make a first impression so I soldiered on and finally got to their home just before 11PM. 

I was greeted at the door by Ed who led me to the living room. We exchanged a few pleasantries during which I caught a glimpse of his wife Diane from the corner on my eye.  She had that slightly self conscious walk women sometimes have when they are in a sexy outfit, feel self conscious and are aware that they are being watched.

When she finally came to the room I was relieved to discover that I found her attractive in person as well as in her pictures. Yes pictures are a good guide but I always reserve judgement until I meet someone in person.

Now for the next hurdle, will they like me too? Call me crazy but I love the getting to know you bit. I like to compare it to a job interview in which everyone is both the interviewer and interviewee or a strange three way dance.   Instinct and common sense has always told me that regardless of roles if you want to increase the chances of fucking another man's wife. Both husband and wife have to like you. Or at the very least feel comfortable in your company.

How do you achieve this? Well just be yourself. The good version of yourself.  Not the tired or hungry and irritable version of yourself but the version of you that is relaxed prepared, sets realistic goals and expects nothing. Doesn't sound much like a Bull does it. Well in my opinion, although it sounds contradictory a Bull should never go charging in, not right at the beginning anyway. Now I'm not here to give advice only suggestions. Besides which, what's right for me might not be right for you.

So what do I do? Well I respect the fact that I am potentially being welcomed into a couples relationship. With this in mind it is important to be attentive to both husband and wife as a form of acknowledgement. Besides which, listening and observing will reveal important pointers that may be invaluable at some point in the future or even that evening if you are really lucky ;-) ...

Meeting a cuckold couple tonight PT 1 of 3

After months of searching tonight could be the night I finally get to meet a genuine cuckold couple face to face. It has been something of an up hill task but the rewards are worth waiting for.

Ed and Diane are a white English couple and from the sound of it they too have been on a quest to find a Bull that matches their requirements. The planned setting is exactly what I prefer. Me going to their home and chatting with them on their living room sofa. It is the thought of being in another mans territory overtly seducing his wife that gives me a thrill. Part of the pleasure is also making my thoughts obvious by letting my eyes linger all over the Diane's body even during polite conversation.

Although I like to keep an open mind and never meet people with any kind of expectations I am optimistic...

My first overtly Bull adventure with a cuckold's wife

Just a few months ago I had my very first encounter that I would class as overtly cuckold.  I use the word overtly because it is not the first time I have met a married woman with the consent of her husband. However, in the past the fact that women were  being fucked by me with her husband’s consent was mealy incidental. All I wanted was a chance to fuck sexy women so if the husband did not mind, who was I to argue.

However on reflection, now that I am aware of the cuckold scene, some of my past encounters suddenly make a lot more sense and take on a whole new meaning.

Anyway back to the present. I met this woman for a drink and true to form I was the perfect gentleman. After the drink I drove her back to her home which is in a small village where black guys are not a common site. I mention this fact because in order not to attract attention she had me climbing over her garden wall to get into her house which was funny on so many levels.

Her husband who had been babysitting while she was with me remained unseen, as he had been instructed by her to stay upstairs. We went to the living room chatted for a little while longer and then got down to business. Knowing her husband was directly upstairs and listening was a real turn on. However things got really interesting when we started dirty talking. Any time I mentioned the fact that she was a married woman with a black cock inside her she got hornier and her pussy literally  got wetter. At this point I was hooked. The filthier I got the more she responded to my cock. Even more so when I referred to her white husband as not having the ability to satisfy her and that she was a black cock craving slut. All fantasy of course as i have no idea if it was the truth but oh boy did she love that.

I would tease her by gently caressing her pussy with the tip of my cock and made her beg me to fuck her hard with my hard black cock. Knowing her husband was upstairs listening added to the pleasure.

The next day I spoke to both of them and we were in agreement that the whole thing had been horny to the extreme.

On my next cuckold adventure the husband was in the room with us. That’s a blog for another day ;-)