Cheating Wife Syndrome

I got an email today that tells it like it is:

Cheating Wife Syndrome

Causes:
1. Small male package (less than 6 inches)
2. Limp male package
3. Lack of “Endurance”

If any of these make you nervous, I think you need to call me and find out just what you have to look forward to…

Phone Sex Call from a Bull AND a Cuck

Friday night I got an unexpected treat… I received a phone call from one of my bull lovers, and yes it was that kind of phone call. Mmm. He murmured in my ear all the sensual things he wanted to do to me – massaging his way up my legs, kissing my neck and perfect breasts – and started telling me how deliciously hard he was getting. My husband was asleep in the next room… He’d fallen asleep in his office again, and I really didn’t care to wake him. This treat was just for me. I told my bull to come on over and prove it to me.

He did all that he promised, until he could taste how wet and ready my bare pussy was. I was so turned on my toes were curling (as some of my callers know, my toes curl when I’m about to come). He picked me up off my bed and threw me on the floor. My bull started teasing me, rubbing the head of his thick, veiny cock against my lips, making me suck him. He knows it’s hard for me to take his black cock down my throat but he loves hearing me try… Slurping, muffled moans, throaty gagging. When my pretty face was covered with a mixture of his precome and my own saliva he pulled out, roughly spread my thighs apart, and started teasing me again.

That fat cock head tracing over my pussy lips. Up to my clit. Back and forth. Pushing just the tip against my slit, then rocking it back and forth, not pushing it in – he made me beg for it. Every inch of it. He gave it to me one inch at a time, and he’d hold his cock perfectly still, and make me beg for the next, with my husband sleeping in the next room… 8 and a half inches. 8 strokes before he was finally fully inside my aching, stretched out pussy and fucking me bareback on the floor of my bedroom.

Not even two hours after he left I got a call from one of my phone cuckolds. He wanted to hear all about what I’d do if he were standing in the doorway watching me get fucked by a sexy black alpha male. I laughed and told him all about what just happened, painting him into the scene. I think next time he wants to be on his knees next to me, getting his face slapped by Antoine’s hard black cock.

When my cuckold husband finally woke up and came to bed I made him finger me and find another man’s come inside me before I let him eat it out of my well-fucked pussy. His fault for falling asleep in the office again…

In other phone sex news, I’ve started forwarding my private line to a 24-hour backup service when I’m not taking calls. These ladies are no taboo, very kinky and know cuckolds. You’ll hear a prerecorded greeting letting you know you’ve reached my femdom phone sex backup line. Stay on the line and you’ll be connected to a friendly dispatcher who will take your details and help you choose which of their variety of girls (and women – and I think you can even request a pretty shemale, if you want to take a walk on the wild side) will suit your special interests. When I’m taking phone sex calls, my number will ring straight through to my bedroom as usual.

What that means for you: new girls to try when I’ve (ahem) got my mouth full and more importantly, no more endlessly ringing phone when I’m out on a date! I spoil you too well.

Starting My New Cuckolding Blog

Hi, my name is Kate. I just turned 32. I’m a typical mature housewife living in an upper class suburb except for one little thing…

My husband suspected me of cheating on him for a long time. He went through all the stages – disbelief, jealousy, fear – but I noticed what was going on underneath the surface.

When he started asking me questions (you know the ones), each time he asked, he was a little more fervent. More excited.

I started teasing him with what I might be doing, without admitting anything about what I actually was doing behind his back. Then I confronted him. I confessed every sordid detail and told him how things were going to be from now on.

Let’s just say I’d never seen my husband’s little prick get so stiff.

I told a friend of mine (you know who you are) who stripped before real estate, and she told me about the cuckolding lifestyle. And phone sex.

I know that there are a lot of men out there like my husband. If your wife isn’t cuckolding you yet, you wish she would. Tell me all about your cuckolding fears, hopes, secrets and fantasies, every nasty detail. And I’ll tell you mine.

I’ll be blogging about my cuckold phone sex calls, my fantasies and experiences as a cuckolding wife, and whatever else catches my eye. Subscribe to my RSS feed so that you can keep up with me!