Why the hell would a Bull want a cuddle buddy that he didn't f*** ???

 

If you were to read any of my swinging and kink profiles you would notice an amendment which to some will look very out of place when compared to the filth in the rest of their content.

Post covid it dawned on me that not only are cuddles nice to have but they are actually a crucial element of what’s needed for my own personal sexual well-being. Although not essential for every sexual or kink related adventure. Were it not to be a factor of most of my encounters, experience has now taught me that its total absence will leave me feeling at best a bit unfulfilled and at worst with an extremely unpleasant feeling of empty hollowness. Anyway I will refer back to this a little later in this blog.

When if comes to pure lustful cravings I think it's probably fair to say that there is no sexual dynamic that I fantasize about and crave more than threesomes. For me it represents the perfect blend of fun and filth......and within this dynamic there is nothing I salivate over more than MMF (two bi/curious males with one woman) fun. From my perspective there's nothing more intoxicatingly horny than a M/F couple be they cuckold or bi inviting a single male to join them for inappropriately filthy fun.

Historically most of my fun along these lines has been with me being in the role of the single male invited to join a cuckold couple. (Interestingly of late I've noticed that whenever I'm partnered with a sexy woman I have become increasingly interested in being joined by a single male. I'm closer to the Stag/Vixen end of the spectrum)

Anyway much as I crave threesome filth I have always been mindful of the necessity to nurture my need for balance. I have a long held belief that as a male with a strong craving for meeting couples its important to have other outlets in order to cater to that human need for intimacy on a deeper level.

In my version of an ideal world there is always a scenario in which I have an intimate loving partner who is accepting of my need for this form of sexual expression. I have spoken to many couples over the years and they often speak of fun arrangements with single males that have come to an abrupt end when the invited male confused his lustful passions for intimacy on a deeper level. Hell I even made that mistake once......ONCE. But I have never repeated it. We're only human so we all make mistakes however repeating it would now be unethical from my perspective. An experienced Bull with ethics believes in transparency will never do anything to even hint at compromising the stability of a couples loving relationship.

That said what does a single male do when not anchored in one or more (I'm polyamorous hence the plural)  loving relationships. From my perspective I think it is important to be purposeful in finding kindred spirits who share your understanding of the need for something to balance out the need for delicious filth with something more intimate too.

A VERY BAD INFLUENCE ON THE NOT SO INNOCENT

I love mentoring people and this applies to both my vanilla life and the darker sexual elements of my personality.  That’s no doubt one of the reasons why I’m drawn more to cuckold as opposed to stag/vixen couples. Love mentoring and collaboration but I HATE being told what to do by other guys lol.

Anyway when an opportunity to be protector and guide for a sexy woman at her first ever swingers party presented itself I seized it with both hands. The event in question was MILF Club a day time swinging event at The Vanilla Alternative venue. My mentee was extremely nervous at first but I was able to guide her with the benefit of my insights based on my decades of experience living a non-monogamous lifestyle.

My companion received a lot of complimentary attention so by the end of the afternoon she had relaxed enough to unleash her inner sl**. Now if you have read any of my past blogs you will know that this is a quality that I find extremely attractive in a woman. Although I didn’t get to benefit personally from these unleashed passions I did get to see her lavished by the attentions of two guys we’d been chatting with who took her fancy.

On the drive back to our hotel I was bursting with excitement eager to get my new friends perspective on what had just happened. However she was still in something of a dazed state trying to process things in hear head.

WHAT YOU MEAN YOU DIDN’T FUCK?

It turns out that although weeks of chat had established a rather special bond between the two of us as it happens I’m not really her type on a sexual level. This may sound weird to some of you readers but for me personally my ego stopped being bruised by situations like this years ago.

Now don’t get me wrong I would sooooo love to have fucked my new friend especially as the memory of her being ever so recently well fucked was freshly stored in my brain. However I’m of the mind that a connection between people is only truly pleasurable when equally desired by all parties. I only want to fuck a woman when she struggles to differentiate the difference between wanting and needing me inside her.

Come to think of it I think that ties into another reason why I lean more to the cuckolding dynamic with couples as opposed to the Stag/Vixen dynamic. Now please bear with me and please don’t take offence if this does not apply to you, after all there are always exceptions. This is a very very crude over simplification based on my experiences.

Based on my experience a Stag/Vixen couple wants “a guy or guys” to join them to fuck the lady. I’m personally much more interested in a couple when the cuck is fixated on the thought of “ME Danny” fucking his lady.

 

Anyway back to my naughty yet surreal adventure with my new and fingers crossed special friend. It turns out that although I’m not what she’s looking for sexually. It turns out that for both of us touch is the language that we like to communicate in.  So we spent a lovely night together chatting laughing and spooning to our hearts content.

So although the memories of my new ever so naughty but nice friend have given me blue balls I’m not feeling empty or hollow. I think I can now officially confirm that I’m a cuddle junkie lol.