How to swing as a couple and not fuck it up P/T 3 of 3

........Although I had been part of a swinging couple before. This was to be the first time I had a swinging partner at a time when my personal circumstances allowed me to be free to really explore where it might lead.

However, as hinted at previously there were some potential challenges on the way. Past experiences made Foxy wary of fully committing to the relationship and on a sexual level accepting me as her Dom.

On my part one of the biggest challenges was how would I feel about Foxy fucking other men. My past indicated that, the closer I got to a woman, the more complex my feeling would be about the idea of other men fucking her. By the end of our first month together our first big challenge presented itself to us.

Although I love the world of BDSM and kink, from my perspective there is one big negative: that being that at many events full sex is either banned or at best tolerated. Now that's a word I have never been a fan of. Anyway I had previously been made aware of an event called Subversion Noir. It had a strict kink dress code and it was no holds barred as far as sex and kink was concerned too. I really wanted to go and so did Foxy. Unfortunately she had already made arrangements to go with an existing fuck buddy. Now this fuck buddy just happened to be the first black guy she had ever been with......damn!

There's this thing. I don't know if it extends much into the vanilla world but within the swinging world us black guys feel a great sense of pride and satisfaction when we arrange to meet a white woman or couple and know it is to be their first adventure with a black man. It's not the least bit politically correct but boy does it feel good. We make an extra special effort to make a good impression, so as to reinforce that all too commonly used phrase......."once you go black............" I knew without a doubt that this guy would be very proud of the fact that he had taken Foxy's black cock virginity away from her. This was to be a big challenge for me.

As a person and as a swinger I have a code that I try to live by. Balance and fairness has always been very important to me. In a swinging context it's quite simple. If within a relationship and I want to be free to fuck other women, my partner should be free to fuck other men too. If I want to be free to keep seeing women that I have fucked in the past, then my partner should be free to do the same.

It was within this mindset that I assured Foxy that she should go ahead with her previous arrangement and that we would all meet at the club. However this was to be with two conditions 1) That this guy should call me so that I can get a sense of who he is and 2) That there would be no fucking between the two of them if I didn't feel comfortable with the situation once we got to the club.

The night of the event came but by the time we all got to the club I was in an ice cold fury. I won't bore you with the details but basically the jealous possessive side of my nature had been triggered. In part because jealousy has no requirement for reason or logic. Other contributing factors were Foxy and the guys lack of swinging experience and the etiquette normally instinctively understood by more experienced swingers.

After some coaxing from Foxy I managed to calm down enough to assess the situation with a bit more sanity. I suggested that we should all have a chat to clear the air. After all this was to be our first time out as a swinging couple and I didn't want it to end on such a sour note. We all agreed to find somewhere private to chat but on route Foxy's friend was approached by a woman who had taken a shine to him at a previous event. I myself tried to kill the time while waiting by chatting with the woman's female sub.

When I looked over at Foxy I could sense that something wasn't quite right. I wasn't sure if she was getting a bit of the green eyed monster too, so I tried to engage her in the conversation. That didn't work and after a short while she wandered off. I tried to disengage from the sub as quickly as possible without appearing rude and went off to find Foxy.

When I got to her she was in no mood to talk. I was basically told to leave her alone. She had previously told me that when she is angry or upset trying to talk to her would most likely just add fuel to the fire. I considered respecting her wishes but on our first night out in a seedy no holds barred club there was no way that was going to happen. I followed her for what felt like a life time fully aware that to any keen observer I would have looked comically pathetic.

I didn't care. I just thought to myself . You STUPID STUPID idiot you've gone and fucked it up now. The sense of panic I felt at that moment was terrifying and the fact I was so scared told me all I needed to know. I wanted Foxy in my life big time. This was not the time to play it cool. Regardless of how embarrassed I was about being in a situation like this in such a public place. At one point Foxy had got herself something to drink. I sat beside her and slowly tried to get her to talk to me. She explained that she was upset both with me and her fuck buddy friend. Our conversations with the two women  had left her feeling like a spare wheel and gave her the impression that we had not taken the current explosive situation seriously.

Eventually she opened up and we got talking. Yes wires had been crossed but on my side the green eyed monster had played a big role too. This was of great concern to me for a number of reasons. Thoughts of my previous failed swinging relationship flooded my mind and I began to wonder. When I have strong feeling for a woman do I have the right temperament and inner sense of security that will allow me to "share?" I thought to myself. If the answer to that question is no, then I'm truly fucked. I love swinging but I now also knew that I needed love in my life too. Was it really not possible for me to have both?

I put these thoughts to one side and decided to focus on ensuring that the rest of the evening was not a disaster. We wondered around trying to find Foxy's fuck buddy but when we couldn't find him we decided to just focus on enjoying the night. However there was to be another challenge that night. Before we had officially become a couple Foxy had met another black guy for a get to know you meal and he was likely to be at the club that night too. He eventually turned up and introduced himself to me for the first time. I was already wary of him because to date he had not introduced himself to me on FabSwingers, even though he was aware of my existence.

Call me a hardened cynic if you like but I have been in the swinging scene long enough to have come to the  unfortunate conclusion that to assume everyone has honourable intent is to be a fool. That said although the scene has some genuinely nice people. It is also full of sharks, wolves and hyenas and that among them some do have a sense of honour. So I always try to keep an open mind and give people the benefit of doubt.

This guy had a lot going for him. He was an intelligent professional and had the kind of body that pisses other guys off lol. BUT he knew how to play the swinging game. He was was patient, respectful of my relationship with Foxy and engaged me in conversation. His body language didn't convey any sense of entitlement or expectation so my guard was lowered. This is one of those areas where I think there is often a misunderstanding between swinging couples. The woman will often say "it doesn't matter what the other guy is thinking what matters is do you trust me? However from the Alpha males point of view that's not the point either. It's about the other guy showing due respect.

This guy did. So after a while I all but threw them together in one of the clubs glory hole booths. Foxy loves giving blow jobs with a passion and gets off on the fantasy of pleasing multiple guys in a glory hole. It was now my mission to make my lady happy so I grabbed the opportunity. Before long she was on her knees with this good looking black guys cock in her mouth. It was pitch black so I couldn't see anything, which was very frustrating, but from the sounds both of them were making they were having a good time. I wanted to join in and give him a suck too but I knew him to be straight so I had to hold back. After what seemed like ages he came in Foxy's mouth and they both left the booth. He had a massive grin on his face and thanked us both for the experience. Just how I used to behave with swinging and cuckold couples when I was single. Had this not been our first adventure in a swinging context I would have let them fuck but I believe in taking things slowly.

After chatting for a bit I told the guy that we wanted some time to ourselves which he respected. We wandered off and after playing on a swing we found a dimly lit area where I wanted to show Foxy off. She has the most amazing arse and I wanted people to see it. Before long we were approached by a few single guys who began caressing her body and massaging her tits. I picked one out and asked him to go with Foxy to one of the glory holes. None were available so I told her to suck him off in one of the busy corridors. She unzipped him and started to treat him with one of her magical blow jobs. They really are that good. She does it wish so much relish and enthusiasm you are in no doubt that she loves the feel of a nice cock in her mouth. As she did this I asked the guy if he was orally bi and he said that he was straight too, damn it!!

I think this was probably the moment when I decided to only knowingly seek out single straight men on very rare occasions at future events. Yes its fun watching Foxy suck cock but she loves it so much she looses all sense of time and after a while I just get bored watching.

That night and for several days later we went over the events of the night. We had both discussed the direction of our relationship beforehand and concluded that frank and honest communication was essential if we were to stand any chance of staying together as a couple. This applies to any couple but when you add swinging to the mix it becomes all the more crucial.

We concluded that although painful at the beginning. The night had been a major success. We had learnt a few things about each other and from a personal point of view I had a clearer picture of where my boundaries lay. I will explain this in more detail in my next blog. In that I will also describe the first bi party we attended in which Foxy got to experience another of her fantasies for the very first time.......lucky girl ;-)

2016 New Year reflections: Do you have to be bisexual or bicurious to be a good Bull?

I am one of those people whose brains runs at 100 miles an hour as soon as I wake up in the morning. That is when my mind goes in all kinds of directions with thoughts and ideas. More so on a day like today. The first day in the year when I always find myself feeling reflective and contemplative about the year gone and the year ahead of me.

I see life as a never ending quest with twists and turns along the way. I don't let myself get too fixated on the end goal because I feel that with that approach there is always a danger that you will miss out on the joys and pleasures of the hear and now.

It is an approach not too dissimilar to how I fuck and how someone can best please me when giving my a blow job. I never ever think about how to make a woman cum and I never enjoy being given a blow job from someone that is obviously trying to make me come. Be intuitive yes, but just enjoy and savour the act for the pleasure of doing it and in time everything sorts itself out with much more rewarding results.

It is amazing how things can take unexpected turns. In my case two things have had a big impact on my life in relation to my journey as a Bull. The event that had the biggest impact is the unexpected emotional roller coater journey I had with a a single lady that I met just over a year ago. It blew my mind and I am still feeling the ripple effects. It was a very interesting learning experience. 

To this day I am still processing the impact it has had on me but one thing is for sure. I do now stand back every now and then to assess what is important to me and what makes me happy as an individual. In this context the ultimate questions are... will I forever be living the life of a Bull for cuckold couples. Will I settle down with a single lady or will I somehow combine the two? I don't yet know the answer to these questions. However the fact that I am now even contemplating multiple scenarios is interesting within itself as far as I am concerned.

The second thing that has had a big impact on me this year is my decision to embrace my bi side without any sense of shame, or discomfort. If you have read any of my previous blogs you will know that until I got into cuckolding and even with my many years of swinging behind me I was never conscious of a bi side that needed embracing. Previously if guys got too close to me in any kind of swinging situation. I would sometimes have to focus hard so as not to be put off and loose my erection. Fast forward to today and I almost feel like insisting that husbands give my cock a good suck or slip me into their wife before I fuck them lol. I jest but you get the point.

Once I realised that this was a part of my sexuality I had a decision to make. Do I do what most guys  with a closet bi side do. Deny it publicly but get up to all kinds in secret. Or do I embrace it? Now don't get me wrong i am not going to harshly judge anyone keeping this side to them a secret. Especially in the context of swinging. On swinging sites single males often outnumber couples and single ladies. So competitive as it is, for many guys it it not in their interest to say anything that might reduce their chances of meeting people to have fun with.

I too had to take that into account and as a black man it could be argued that among other black guys in the scene it could be frowned upon. So I had a decision to make, what would the fallout be, would friends and associate in the scene turn their backs on me and crucially would it result in less opportunities to meet sexy like minded ladies?

Casual scans of profiles on the swinging site I use the most FabSwingers.com reveal many profiles by couples that say "No bi men". On the flip side I often encounter profiles that say no straight men. The funny thing is, many couples profiles say that the guy is straight but they happily discuss the prospect of giving my cock a good suck when chatting to me.

Although it doesn't phase me if people describe me as bisexual. I don't regard it as an accurate description of myself. FetLife.com the fetish site I sometimes use allows for a more accurate description of how I see myself and that is Hetroflexible. However, if the day ever comes when I look into another man's eyes, get lost in them and feel an overwhelming urge to go on romantic walks with him you will be the first to know.

So back to the title of this blog. Do you have to be bi to be a good Bull? The answer to that question is no. Does it help? In my case and because I am particularly interested in cuckold couples, without a doubt having a flexible approach to my sexuality has worked very much in my favour. On balance I am convinced that it has opened more doors than it has closed. Am I having more fun as a result? 

Hell yes ;-)

How I seduced a virgin white couple at an interracial swingers party P/T 2

.....the three of us walked into what was a very small dimly lit room but there was more than enough room for the three of us. There was a little bit of small talk but none of us wanted to waste time so we all stripped while chatting.

Although I am a naturally dominant by nature I strongly believe in allowing couples to acclimatise to the situation particularly when meeting me for the first time. I know that for some people the fantasy of an all guns blazing first time cuckolding session might sound like fun. But in my opinion, more often than not the priority should be to get used to each other and establish a level of trust first. Besides, isn't it always better to have something to look forward to?

My instincts told me to take a little step back and give each other the space to feel comfortable and get in the mood. They got onto the bed and Steve promptly attended to Sally's pussy with his mouth. After a short while I climbed onto the bed too and began to caress her soft white skin. The dim lighting of the room added to the sense of intimacy and eroticism of the situation. She turned her head towards me and caressed my chest at which point we began to kiss. I think this got Steve very excited because he started to fuck her. A big no no in my book as I never let cuckolds fuck their lady in my presence without requesting my permission. However as stated previously I do sometimes make an allowance for new couples.

I took the opportunity to reposition myself and slip my cock into Sally's mouth. Fully aware that with Steve now fucking her he would be getting a close up view of his partner’s lips and tongue navigating the contours of my hard black cock. As he thrusted he looked on with fascination. I knew exactly what he hoped for at this point. So I told him that as a cuckold it was his duty to serve me and show respect by sucking my cock. They both looked at each other and asked the other if it was ok to take this bold step for the very first time.

Both were fine so Sally pointed my cock towards Steve’s face. He slipped his mouth around my hard shaft without even the slightest bit of hesitation.........fuck!!! Having guys suck my cock in front of their wife or girlfriend gives me an almightily rush. Even as I type this my cock is throbbing and I can feel pre-cum oozing into my boxers. Both their lips slid along my ebony meat and occasionally their lips met....damn horny.

Unfortunately for Steve it was again all a bit too much so he had to stop fucking Sally and back down. I told him it was now time for me to take over. Normally at this point I would have instructed the cuckold to grab a condom and put it on my cock. But on this occasion I was way too eager to fuck his beloved partner and didn't want to risk nervous inexperienced hands trying to put a condom on me. I did however pause to ensure that his hand gripped my cock and that he would be the one to guide me into his lady for the very first time. To me it is a very important symbolic moment and I wanted him to play a part in it.

As is often the case and especially when I fuck a woman for the first time I teased Sally for a while before giving her the full length of my cock. Just the tip at first. Pausing from time to time and ever so gradually giving her a bit more of me. Her pussy responded by naturally lubricating the pathway. I have flexible hips so when I finally gave her my full length in a single authoritative thrust she gasped with pleasure.

What a night, we fucked in various positions, at one point with Sally riding me. I often struggle with lying down to let a woman do that. In part because it is such a horny site, my instinct is to throw a woman back down onto the bed and fuck with maximum intensity. I  just can't lay still, so I find myself thrusting my hips upwards looking into the woman's eyes and telling her to fuck me. Probably not the most dominant thing to say but it seems to spur women on......oh what a sight, Sally rode my rigid cock with so much enthusiasm mmmmmm. From time to time she would slow down to give Steve a passionate kiss. Oh how I love that, meeting couples in a committed relationship is that little bit more pleasurable. It is certainly a key element of what I refer to as real cuckolding.

After a bit more pleasurable grinding Sally dismounted and lay down to be fucked once more by Steve. Again the naughtiness of the experience was a bit too much for him so he had to stop again after not that many thrusts. More for me ;-)

Again I took over and began to fuck Sally with relish. Between the two of them they talked excitedly about my spunk so I knew it would soon be time for me back up my king of cum claims. After a while I told Sally that I was ready to cum and that I was about to spurt my full creamy load. I pulled my cock out and quickly removed the condom......just in time. Oh the joy of fucking another mans dear lady in front of them. I erupted and blasted my creamy load all over Sally's stomach and tits. Roaring with pleasure at the delicious wickedness of it all.

As I moved off the bed Steve didn't even hesitate to reclaim his dearest Sally. He got right on top of her not the least bit concerned about the fact that my sticky deposit was all over her body. Another good indicator of Steve's openness to experiment with his inner cuckold perhaps?

They fucked briefly and then lay happily on the bed before asking me if I wouldn't mind giving them a moment to themselves before joining me outside. I explained that I fully understood and that I would chat with them again a little later.

I spent the rest of the night socialising and being a bit of a voyeur. After all there is always something interesting to see at BMFC. When I next saw Steve and Sally they were sat on a sofa by the dance floor. As we chatted they did whet they have now been doing almost daily since that night we met almost two weeks ago. They expressed there happiness in having met me, thanked me for putting them so much at ease and for making their night such a pleasurable one. I am really enjoying getting to know this couple and looking forward to guiding them down the path of darkness.....the pleasurable kind.

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

( the updated unedited version )

........once my cock was in Jake's hand I told him to put it in his mouth and suck. I made it very clear that I hate my cock being sucked too roughly and that his mouth should be well lubricated. Ok here goes thought me.......a man is about to suck my cock.....shit!!!. A virtually clean shaven male too. Being used to the site of a woman, more often that not with long flowing hair made this new image more than just a little strange. For Jake this was also a new experience. This was to be the fist time he sucked a cock, black or otherwise and he began to suck with relish.  Like a good cuck he kept his mouth well lubricated and moaned with pleasure as his mouth slid up and down my shaft. In my head I thought fuck that feels good but outwardly I stayed calm and told Jake he was a good boy and that I was pleased.

Good that it was, having my cock sucked by a cuckold is not why i was there. I told Jake that the time had come for me to fuck his wife and ordered him to fetch a condom. This he quickly did in a state of nervous excitement. I then told him to slip it on my cock and tease his loving wife with it.  This he also did obediently. 

But I wasn't going to fuck Jenny just yet. After all, her and her husband had kept me waiting for six months. So I made Jenny plead for me to fuck her. This she did and meant it. Bearing in mind how strong minded she is I knew this wouldn't be easy for her. Also since that occasion she has also made a point of asserting herself but at that very moment her desire to be fucked by me overwhelmed her. Finally I gave Jenny her wish.......hey lets face it I was hardly going to be reluctant ;-)

Jenny looked at me with pure naked desire as my cock penetrated her. With my eyes locked on to hers I slid the full length into her slowly and with a sense of purpose. Her pussy greeted me with wet enthusiasm. Oh how I love that sensation. Its a sensation I truly relish so I continued to fuck her slowly and deeply savoring the wetness and contours of her pussy on the full length of my cock. Pulling out to the tip then thrusting in again. All the way to the base with my body pressed hard against hers mmmmmm. All the while Jake was filming to capture the moment.

Every now and then I would lift my body so that all three of us could look and admire the contrast as my black cock penetrated Jenny's pale skin. I told Jake to take a good look at the hard thrusting black cock penetrating his loving wife. Oh fuck does that turn me on. Jake had been ordered by me to wear his wife's knickers for the evening and that he was not allowed to masturbate without explicit permission. As the evening went on I had to reprimand him on more than one occasion. 

Now my stance with couples new to cuckolding is not to be as strict as I can be, as a certain amount of adjustment does need to take place. However because of Jake's continuous disregard for my authority I made a point of punishing him the second time we met. Perhaps I will talk about that another time.

Anyway the evening went on with more sensual penetration. Jake sucking my cock during breaks and of course hard fucking. After all you can't call yourself a Bull if you don't also have the ability to pussy pound with evil intent. After a particularly intense period of hard fucking I pulled my cock out took off my condom and  spurted a jet of my warm seed over Jenny's body and face. 

The sight of my spunk spurting so hard and so far was too much for Jake and he completely lost control. So he pulled his cock out and spunked over his wife too. He then lent over to scoop up and swallow every bit of man cream that was splashed over Jenny's body........what could I do but burst out laughing. It was such a funny site. However orders had been disobeyed and boy did I punish him on our next meeting.

Jake later told me that he was consumed by jealousy the whole time. Although he had watched his wife fuck other men he had never seen her react so responsively and cum so readily. He said that watching her kiss me so passionately made him particularly jealous. He also told me that they would both regularly watch the footage he had filmed on a regular basis. A job well done me thinks ;-)

Swinging, cuckolding and the dreaded L word Part 2 of 3

The problem with people is that they are not robots.  Now this may seem like an obvious and bland statement but in the world of swinging and cuckolding it is both important and relevant. It is one thing to fantasise about consequence free sexual adventure but in fantasy that spanner in the works called emotion can often be underestimated when finally turning that fantasy into reality.

Until I see something to the contrary my experience tells me that there is no such thing as no strings attached sex. Emotions will always play a part even if at a very low level. It may be from you, the person you are having sex with or your partner. The key is to acknowledge it and deal with those emotions in a way that works best for you as an individual or as part of a couple. One coping strategy that used to irritate the hell out of me is the no kissing rule. I would still never knowingly meet a couple if not allowed to kiss the wife. But I do now have a more sympathetic understanding of the reasoning behind that stance.

Similarly I have to try not to be offended when invited to Gang Bangs by couples. Sure as a young buck I would have jumped at the opportunity but now as a more experienced mature Dom Bull I have to fight the compulsion not to be offended. I see myself as a lone wolf. Certainly not part of the pack. Actually let me be honest with you. Being invited to gang bangs does still offend me but I can understand how for some couples it creates a clearer distinction between their own love making and and fun they might have with others to enhance or compliment the sexual aspects of their relationship. So when asked I count to ten and fight down the urge to say "I'm a man not a f#*@ing prop you f##*ing ........." 1,2, 3..........easy boy lol....and yet the is always an exception to the rule. Late last year I went to a small swingers party in a warehouse close to Gatwick airport. Not a very busy event and there were only a handful of couple ladies and single guys but it worked.

Everyone was chilled out relaxed, friendly and conversational. At one point I went upstairs for a bit of a perv. A dominant husband was kissing and fingering his submissive wife. He momentarily paused to announce that anyone could join in and that the basic rule was that only one other person could touch her at any one time. Normally I would have switched off completely because nothing puts my back up more than being told what to do by a pushy, over eager or arrogant husband. But this couple had a friendly playful air about them. Also like me although a Dom her husband asserted his authority without the need to arrogantly puff out his chest. In the room there were probably about seven of us single guys in total.

Being me I kept back and observed the events unfolding. One by one and without that seedy air of desperation sometimes displayed by single guys. someone would go forward and present his cock to be sucked. Everyone stuck by the rules and when one was being sucked noone else tried to ruin the moment by crowding or going in for a cheap grope. The sub wife had a way about her that was infectious. Friendly enthusiastic and above all not cold and functional but genuinely engaging. At this point I just couldn't resist.

By the end of the night she had been thoroughly fucked by myself and two other black gents. I really wish I had taken down their numbers. Were I to ever to get into gangbangs again these are the kind of guys I wouldn't mind partnering with. Like me the other two had professional backgrounds and crucially neither  of the other two were selfishly competitive. Things flowed naturally and neither of us tried to keep the sexy lady to ourselves.....hmmm I must check that place out again ;-) Anyway....

In my many years of experience I have seen it time and time again. Emotions will always play a role, even the most outwardly hardened of swingers have a chink in their armour. It's just a case of knowing where to look and recognising it.

Although the above is not directly related to the topic in hand I think there is a connection. Since becoming part of a couple and although we are both free to do our own thing I have noticed a distinct and noticeable change in tone from the couples I relate to. The most noticeable being a wife who just couldn't get her head around the fact that my partner was happy for me continue seeing them. So much so that she concluded that we should stop seeing each other. Had I continued to see them but behind my partners back I suspect she would have been a lot happier.

Another interesting reaction came from the sexy Indian wife mentioned in previous blogs. Up until meeting my partner she would invite me to her home about once a month. However although we still chat it has now been over for months since she last invited me. One very interesting phrase she has come up with more that once when talking generally in a swinging chat room we frequent was the fact that she likes the the idea of a guy clamouring for her attention.  Perhaps me not being so readily available for impulsive meets shatters that illusion and ruins the dynamic for her.

Two emotional responses to my change in circumstances that arguably from a logical point of view make no sense at all. My theories about the reasons for these responses may or may not be right but what's not in doubt is the fact that emotions played their part.

So bearing in mind the fact my desire to meet couples isn't going anywhere how has that changed my approach? I will expand on that in p/t 3

Swinging, cuckolding and the dreaded L word Part 1 of 3

Anyone that knows me well will be shocked to discover that of late I have been spending my time not with someones wife but with a single woman. This was never a part of the plan. Not only for me but for her too.

The original idea from both our perspectives was to merely keep each other company on route to swinging events as we lived so close to each other. That plus the fact we share nerdy interest interests outside of the scene made for fun conversations that always made the time fly past.

Due to my personal circumstances, for the past two years I made a conscious effort to stay away from single women. Why? Partly due to past experiences. Simply put I didn't want to risk the emotional complications that can occur when you get on really well with a fuck buddy or friend with benefits. I hate the idea of hurting people even if unintentional.

Also, from a swinging perspective it was because I didn’t want to get close to anyone who wouldn’t understand my passionate interest in the cuckold lifestyle as a Bull. However this fiercely independent woman that I am now with has fundamentally altered my perspective. As a disciplined Bull I have always prided myself on my ability to master my emotions. MASTER being the key word. I have long felt that suppressing or denying ones emotions is an exercise in self deception and self harm. However I also strongly believe we have a choice in terms of how much we feed and water those same emotions.

As I have said before one of the things that attracted me to cuckolding couples as opposed to normal swinging is the potential for a deeper level of intimacy. However I have always been mindful never to feed and water the emotions involved to a level that would cause harm or hurt anyone involved.

Having said all that I’m not a robot so although not in a rush I was always hopeful of one day finding a couple that was of a mindset similar to mine and secure enough in their relationship to be open to the possibly that the lust and friendship may indeed turn to some form of love at some point and evolve into a poly type relationship.

But, as indicated in my last blog in reality I saw nothing to indicate that a scenario like that was even on the horizon. So imagine my surprise when almost by accident I find myself getting to know a single woman who not just accepts my passion for cuckolding couples but actually gets turned on by it. So much so that given the right circumstances she would jump at the chance to watch or join me when I’m having fun with a cuckold couple. With her being fully Bi, completely filthy and naturally dominant with women by nature the possibilities are endless.

I have no doubt that her fiercely untameable independent nature made me feel free and safe enough to feed and water my feelings for her and let them flourish into the depth of feeling that I have for her now. Likewise my acceptance of her nature and her knowledge that I have no desire to control her have had the same effect on her too.

That said. Since starting this relationship the reactions I have had from couples I already know has been rather interesting. Perhaps even negative and that surprised me at first. I have one or two half thought out theories which I will begin to explore further in part two....

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 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