Disappearing Act

As he walks through the door, you busy yourself with taking care of his needs.  You join in on the conversations as he and I play catch up with each other.  But when we start kissing, you quietly disappear into the back ground.

 

As clothing gets peeled off, you scurry around the room picking up each item and neatly folding them up.  We taunt and tease you as we get each other all worked up.  We push you away and get lost in each other again.  You disappear into the background.

 

You collect our things as we head to the bedroom.  You set to task getting thing arranged just right as we fall into the bed.  We enjoy interrupting your tasks for our silly little whims, a bit of fluffing, even a bit of showing off your little trick of rolling on a condom with your mouth.   But as he enters me for the first time, you disappear into the background.

 Such a good boy!

Big Daddy

Have I left you hanging long enough? 

 

Too long you say?

 

Maybe you need to wait a little longer?

 

I kid, I kid.

 

Yes, I had the wonderful experience of the fattest cock I’ve ever seen about a month ago.  I’ve seen it a couple more times already. 

The beautiful cock is attached to a wonderful man that the cuck and I enjoy calling Big Daddy.  Standing at 6’ 7” tall, with broad shoulders and muscles everywhere… the BIG refers to more than just his cock.   A complete gentleman out of the bed, a wild animal in the sack. 

But that cock… OMG!!  It took two hands to wrangle that thing, but it felt AMAZING!  After his first visit, I gushed about him for over a week.  My poor cuck… just mere mention of Big Daddy would send him near the edge and made for some great humiliation. 

Like D and Mr L., Big Daddy just knows how to hit the right buttons and sex with him is just pure bliss.  By the time he leaves, I’m a complete puddle of goo.   Physically and emotionally drained, yet utterly content and satisfied.

Looking forward to many more visits too come.

OMG

I know, it's been quiet here.  But I just had to take a moment to share that I just fucked the thickest cock I have ever seen.  I'm talking fatter then a beer can thick.  Needless to say, still on cloud nine.

Blasts from the Past

LOL... I just realized it's been nearly two months since my last post.  I actually had a nice HOT story going of a wonderful play session with my boy and I.  I had made it 3/4 of the way through when I had to leave to perform the daily mommy shuttle services.  Sadly, I forgot to save it as I walked out the door and my computer was kind enough to remind me why that's an important thing to do.  Trying to recreated it was a huge bust!

That said, life has been sort of mulling along here for the last couple of months.  We haven't been able to enjoy ourselves nearly as much as we would like.  The ex is still doing quite a bit of traveling, so the kids have been here more often then not.   My boy has also been extra busy and stressed on the job over a nice, big contract that will likely roll into some wonderful referral opportunities for him... so being a supportive type, I've greatly eased up on him to give him the freedom to do this job in full OCD fashion.

Though our last kid free weekend, I had the most interesting phenomenon occur.   We were constantly being contacted by several past lovers that had been written off due to schedule conflicts/ new love interests in their lives.  I had a wonderful time reconnecting with DM over an afternoon sex fiesta.  While he is never out of the rolodex, it's been nearly a year since we've managed to synch schedules.  We also had a great time with another gentleman whom I had only had the pleasure of playing with once at a hotel party nearly 2 years ago.  We had try to set up a solo night with him about a month after the party which never managed to happen so we had completely lost touch with him.  Low and behold, he caught us on IM one evening so we threw caution to the wind and said WTF.   He ended up being a lot of fun one on one and got a kick out of the fact that I was killing time pegging my boy waiting for him to show up.  Last but not least, D has been knocking on the door again.  Apparently, things are over with his girlfriend and he is interested in started back up again.   He's taking a little issue with the idea that he has to wear a condom again, but it's been over 2 years since we've been anywhere near regular with him and I'm not one to take chances that way.  I'll admit, my fingers are crossed we may have luck getting things going again.

Of course AJ has been around a few times over the last couple of months.   He has really turned into a fun, stable lover for me.  The pup has been around too, though, as much as I have with him in the sack, I'm finding we just don't connect a whole lot anywhere else.

A Peg Goodnight

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Tha Madness of March

As we straddle the weekends with March Madness and a lovely bout of strep in the middle… Play has been a little slow here at Chez Maggie.  Being quite the sports nut, march madness is my favorite time of year for basketball.   I’m not a big fan of the NBA, but college basketball has always been fun to watch, but not really being a big fan of any team… I usually just soak it all in during march madness.   My boy, on the other hand, is a true blue Kentucky fan so we’ve had fun watching them claw their way through the tournament.   Unlike football season though, I don’t get the luxury of having him at my beck and call throughout the game.  I just couldn’t be THAT mean and I’m sure my boy would revolt.  Needless to say, I’m enjoying the crap out of watching Coach Calipari making all his nay sayers eat crow.  

Though we did manage to venture out last Saturday in hopes of finding some fun.  Initially, we planned to attend a play party we had head about, but after showing up realized it wasn’t our kind of people.  All dressed up, neither one of us was feeling like going home.  Throwing caution to the wind, we wound up at the local adult book store to check out the theatres.  Let me just say it was an experience.  Not sure I could say it was a good experience or a bad experience… but it was an experience.  All the wacky, wild things I’ve done in my life, adult theatres has never been one of them… and now it’s another thing I can cross off the list.   It wasn’t a night worth writing about and I’m not entirely sure it’s an experience worth repeating… but it was an interesting night to be sure.

Though, not to disappoint my readers too much…  yes we managed to salvage the night after meeting a sexy young couple who were feeling a bit adventurous for the night.  A rather tame night compared to many I’ve written about here, but sometimes a tame night with a sexy, wild minx can be just what the doctor ordered.

When Cuck has a Bad Day

Mr L was due to arrive early that afternoon, but it was pretty apparent my cuck had woke up in a bad mood.  Work related stress and a lack of sleep were leaving him a little short on temper, but like a good cuck, he worked through it as he busied himself getting the house ready.  It’s always a little bit of a downer when my cuck isn’t bubbling with excitement right alongside me as we prep for a visit from one of my lovers.  He dutifully goes about doing all the things expected of him, but the teasing and ribbing that usually goes on is sadly lacking.

As Mr L.’s arrival begins to rapidly approach, a misstep on my cuck’s part is discovered and he doesn’t take it very well.  In that moment I get concerned as to how the afternoon is going to go.  I kneel him down for a quick chat as to what’s going on.  It’s far too late to call off Mr L, so it becomes a decision of whether or not to just sit him in a corner and keep him out of the way or see if he is still capable to serve in his normal capacity.

He insists he is capable of still serving, but I decide we’ll keep even that minimal, at least at first.  There’s the question of the punishment he has coming with Mr L.  I insist he take it, for me.  I knew it would be hard for him, but I also felt we had set a tone and level of expectation with Mr L that I wanted my cuck to understand I expected him to up hold.  I positioned myself at my cuck’s head during said punishment so I could stroke his hair and whisper words of encouragement.  He suffered admirably, but I could still sense the detachment he had in place to make it through.  

Normally, when my cuck is in a bad mood, once my lovers and I get lost in the heat of passion he usually comes around and is more his normal cuckold self.  This day, it took until almost the end before I could sense the shift in him.  As he stepped in to clean us both up, his usual exuberance was starting to shine through.  By the time we were saying our goodbyes at the door, my playful little bitch was back to his normal self.

It’s times like this where I really have learned to appreciate how cuckolding works so well for my boy and I.  When we were first starting out, times like this would make me quick to pull the plug or, if we couldn’t, at least take things down to their minimal levels.  Overtime, my cuck showed me his willingness and ability to see these moments through.  It was hard to come to terms with the idea of seeking out my pleasure when I knew he was suffering in very non-sexy ways.  But he encouraged me to put myself and desires even ahead of his needs in this area, and I began to understand how much he needs this as much as I do.  I’ve cucked him when he was sick, stressed, tired, bad moods, even once on the heels of an argument.  Without fail, he serves to the best of his abilities and never once has it failed to produce a happy, loving cuck when all is said and done.

As the Cuckold Turns

Well… once again, it’s been awhile.  Life around here has been merrily ticking along a rather chaotic pace.  Hectic work schedules for the boy and I, plus a little chaos via the ex, meant playtime was a bit non-existent through Jan and Feb.  We’d sneak a little fun in when we could, but it was rare.

Sadly, through the chaos, we lost touch with Mr L.  I have to admit, I’m a little disappointed about it too.  Playing with Mr L was fun and hawt.  I felt like we clicked on a lot of levels and was looking forward to seeing where that relationship might have developed into.  While I suspect the lost contact was primarily due to our inability to free up time that worked with his schedule as well… it’s hard not to delve a little deeper and wonder if there was more going on.  

Most of men I had enjoyed were more mildly kinky guys with aggressive, assertive tendencies.  I’m not a submissive type and most of our focus has been finding the type of men who are sexually compatible with me.  While we’ve had a lot of luck finding some wonderful men to play with, one thing I noticed a lot was no real desire in dominating my cuck at all.  They all would get wildly turned on when I would actively dominate him, a few would pass a few orders threw me, and some gave it the old college try but it was easy to tell they just didn’t enjoy it.  

So we started looking more toward dominant types.  While the encounters themselves have been great and no one has tried crossing boundaries or seem to complain… we also haven’t had any of the dominant types last much more then 2-3 encounters.   It’s hard not to wonder if my lack of submissiveness plays a factor in that.  Not that it really would matter much, it’s hard for me to change my nature and I’m not entirely sure I really want to.

But disappointment aside, we’ve had some hot fun nights.  AJ has steadily become a regular at our place.  We even managed a fun tag team night with Aj and the Chemist.  The Pup has managed a couple more appearances and we’ve enjoyed having him.  There was a nice reconnect with D2 as well.  

On the chastity front, the birdlock turned out to be a HUGE dud for us.  While it lived up to its billing as extremely comfortable to wear was spot on.  The fact that it would literally fall off on its own while he slept at night pretty much made it worthless for what I was looking for.  Feeling a bit determined to find something that would work for us, I sent the boy searching again and low and behold, we found a relatively new device called the Holy Trainer.  It’s designed for simplicity, comfort and discretion and I’m happy to say its living up to its billing so far.  We’re still in the breaking in phase, but so far I’m pretty happy.

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Kinky Christmas on Speed!

LOL  Yes, yes... I fell off the planet and right in the middle of my kinky Christmas rhyme.  At first, I was just too busy having fun to get it written down and then caught a nasty bug that had me laid up for almost a week.  Now that I'm feeling better and caught up at work... here's the kinky Christmas wrap up with some more details to follow as the words choose to flow

On the 5th day - work was a little hairy and our initial plans had to be canceled, so I settled for a nice little pegging of my boy.  A bit softer and sweeter then normal as the poor boy was feeling like a delicate flower that day... but still very satisfying.

On the 6th day - We met another new bull.  A nice gentleman who we had been chatting with for awhile.  While we had a good time with him, there was a definite difference in styles that made for a bit of a bumpy start... but we managed to come to a better understanding and enjoyed our time with him.

On the 7th day - I flogged and beat and pegged my boy till he passed out from exhaustion.  Sweet bliss!

On the 8th day - Mr. L. came for a visit!  YAY!!!  LOL  Let's just say it was even better then the first visit.  Of course, he'll be a little disappointed if this is all I write about his visit... so a little note for more to come.

On the 9th day - We took another break.  With big plans for New Year's Eve, I decided it would be prudent to get the house all in order.  So while my cuck caught up on laundry, dishes and the general house up keep... I worked on primping and prepping for a big New Year's eve night!

And Finally

New Year's Eve!  That, my friends, will just have to wait until I can write the stories to do the night justice... But yes, it was a HOT, SEXY, AMAZING time!