“I need love, adoration, connection, and emotional intimacy from my cuck and I also need big black dick to fuck me deep on the regular.”
Recently I asked some people if they had any questions for me related to cuckolding relationships and although I received many great questions, one stood out from them all only because I’m so puzzled as to why people keep asking it; the answer seems so obvious to me.
Why don’t you just date a black guy if you like them so much?
Ugh. This one annoys the fuck out of me.
I get it, it seems like a valid question right? I mean yes I do love fucking black guys…REALLY love fucking them. So much that I mean why wouldn’t I want that for the rest of my life right?
Sure if that was all I needed to feel fulfilled in life then fuck yes I would pursue that. But have I been writing about anything else the past 4 years? Anything??? Maybe CUCKOLDING??
Listen, I will say this one loud for the people in the back…. I love BBC, I love cuckolding relationships, and I need BOTH of them to feel happy and fulfilled in my life and I’m willing to bet that means getting what I need from one cuck and at least a hand full of black guys.
I need love, adoration, connection, and emotional intimacy from my cuck and I also need big black dick to fuck me deep on the regular. It’s not difficult to understand. That’s just the way I am wired. This lifestyle, this kind of relationship is what I’m made for. It’s part of me, part of who I am, and what makes me feel comfortable. I can be who I really am. Love me for the slut that I am and give me the freedom to fuck and I will in turn give you my heart for the rest of our lives.
“Sure I like how seemingly selfish and unfair cuckolding is compared to hotwifing but when you think of it, if that’s the way he loves it then really it’s about perception.”
I briefly touched on this 3 years ago but now I would like to expand upon it. Cuckolding relationships are obviously amazing – I mean I have spent so much time writing about how incredible they can be and while they certainly aren’t for everyone, for the ones who this kind of lifestyle suits, it can feel like something beautifully natural.
In my experience cuckolding with someone I love is very much a two way compersion street. As much as it may seem like these cuckolding scenarios focus mainly around the woman getting her sexual needs met, it’s actually more about the emotional dance going on between her and her cuck. Ask any really good bull and he will tell you that in that room, the sex is about her but the moment is truly about the emotional radio waves between her and her cuck.
When my cuck is turned on it turns me on as well. When I am turned on, he gets turned on and it’s this wonderful continuous emotional loop. So it’s important to me that my cuck is enjoying himself. That’s why it is difficult for me to answer questions about how I feel a cuck should act and it’s also why humiliation is so fluid and completely dependent on the people involved. If he’s not into it then I’m not likely going to be either but if he does get turned on by it then it’s something I will likely run with.
Having said all of that, it really does take two people who love to see each other’s needs fulfilled – and that’s not something that should be unique to cuckolding relationships. Sure I like how seemingly selfish and unfair cuckolding is compared to hotwifing but when you think of it, if that’s the way he loves it then really it’s about perception.
Cuckolding is about love; love that we show in ways that society would consider to be taboo. If both people are happy, fulfilled, and in love, then who cares about what other people think. They don’t know what they’re missing.
“The Queen of Spades tattoos are a huge turn on for both cucks and bulls. Cucks feel like it puts them in their place and black bulls love the dedication to them. It’s great.”
One of the things people ask me about a lot is my Queen of Spades tattoos. I have three of them, one on my ankle, one right above my pussy, and one on the back of my neck. For those of you who don’t know, a Queen of Spades tattoo signals to people that I prefer sleeping with black men.
A little over four years ago I first came across the symbol online and a few weeks later, got my first one – it’s the one right above my pussy. People always ask me what the tattoo artist said when I got it done, and honestly it’s not a very exciting story, he didn’t know what it meant so was not a big deal. A few weeks after that I went to Phoenix to see a cuck and while he was in chastity and I was straddled over him he took some beautiful photos – one of my absolute favourite ones is widely shared on the internet now but you can see it in the Venus Vault. It’s so stunning…so symbolic, a piece of art.
About a year later I got the same Queen of Spades tattoo on my ankle, with the name of my late cuck under it. That one obviously has a lot of meaning to me and I don’t talk about that part of my life much.
The most recent one on the back of my neck is of a crown with a ring of spades around it (also in the Venus Vault). Although it’s a Queen of Spades tattoo, it does take some interpreting to understand it. I get asked about that one a lot at work when I wear my hair up and I usually just say something about loving the symbolism of a crown and that’s it.
Countless people have asked me what people say about my ankle tattoo when I’m in public and the answer is they don’t. No one has ever known what it means and said something to me about it. Maybe it’s where I live (no one here seems to know anything about this sort of thing) or maybe people are just too shy I don’t know but it’s not like I hide it. I go to the beach, wear skirts out downtown, and go to the indoor swimming pool and still no one even looks at me like they know what it means. I think far more people in the US know what it means and I’m more likely to get comments about it down there.
Regardless of the lack of comments, the Queen of Spades tattoos are a huge turn on for both cucks and bulls. Cucks feel like it puts them in their place and black bulls love the dedication to them. It’s great. Will I be getting any more QoS tattoos? I don’t think so. Three is enough for me. Will I want one for my cuck? I don’t know. I like the idea but I haven’t seen one I like yet.
Am I worried that one day I might regret my tattoos? No I doubt it. I love them. They are part of who I am and I’m proud of them. I hope I inspire other women to get a Queen of Spades tattoo as well.
“I’m here to say YES it is possible for you to lock up and YES you can do it and believe it or not you will actually appreciate it in a way you never thought was possible.”
There are some aspects of cuckolding relationships that I admit, some people think of as ‘extreme’. Chastity is one of them. I’m a fan. I love holding keys.
Nothing scares a guy more than the mention of chastity. It’s an automatic response: “There’s no way I could do that.”. I think it’s funny that’s always the exact reaction followed by “I need to jerk off every day – it just would never work.”. I’m here to say YES it is possible for you to lock up and YES you can do it and believe it or not you will actually appreciate it in a way you never thought was possible.
Because chastity is way more of a mental challenge than a physical one – for me and for you. The first few days are going to be the most challenging and I hate this part. You’re going to be anxious, needy, and probably going to be getting on my nerves. Luckily after a few weeks you figure it out and get used to being locked. You start to feel more mentally focused, on work and on me and things in your life other than jerking off have more importance to you now. After a few months (or sooner) you begin to feel like the cage is part of your body and part of who you are. Being unlocked is great but you actually want to be locked up again – yes believe me on this one!
For me, I will always remember the first time I held keys. It felt like I had so much power and control knowing I could lock or unlock him at any time. I would wear them on a chain around my neck and occasionally casually touch the key with my hand and think about his cage so snug and tight…I loved it. I’ve held keys for a few people since and the longest I’ve kept someone locked has been about 3 months although the length of time is not as important to me as us together enjoying the time he’s locked.
Having said all of that I want to stress the importance of investing in a good quality chastity cage. Don’t waste your time and money on an off the shelf cheap made in China cage. It will pinch or rub in all the wrong places and it will probably break in no time. I would recommend a custom made stainless steel cage. You can take some careful measurements and then have one made exactly the right size. You’ll likely never need to buy another cage after that.
For the women and men out there who are at least curious about chastity I would say do some research about it, talk to some people who have done it, and try it. Trust me – you’ll love it.
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“Cuckolding demands a high level of trust and communication and it continually challenges it in many ways. If there is the slightest waver, it will all eventually come crashing down. It’s no wonder most cuckold relationships begin with an already established and committed long term bond- it’s necessary.”
The complicated emotions involved in a cuckold relationship is what makes it so complex and beautiful. It’s a roller coaster of emotions and feelings, some lasting a moment, and some linger for days, but all are necessary to maintain that incredible bond between each other.
Trust is the most important aspect that anchors a cuckold relationship. If I can’t trust him then there’s no moving on from that. No cuckold relationship can function properly without a solid foundation built on trust – trust you give each other again and again without question. Trust should be a silent steady comfort, something that is a gift you give despite being vulnerable for it. Cuckolding demands a high level of trust and communication and it continually challenges it in many ways. If there is the slightest waver, it will all eventually come crashing down. It’s no wonder most cuckold relationships begin with an already established and committed long term bond- it’s necessary. From what I have heard, women are most likely to make mistakes when it comes to trust in a cuckold relationship.
Many people think that jealousy is a normal part of cuckolding – I disagree. Cuck angst is that beautiful dance of emotions…jealousy, sexual attraction, love, and anxiety, that cucks feel when the woman they love engages with another man and it’s quite different from jealousy alone. Jealousy is a negative emotion. It complicates and erodes relationships and with it the trust is lost as well. This can be a common mistake that cucks make when they are new in a cuckold relationship. Navigating this emotion can be really difficult and that’s part of why I always say that despite people thinking cucks are weak, they actually are incredibly strong – they have to be. It’s not easy!
Thank you to those of you who have recently become Patrons of the blog! I’ve enjoyed chatting and getting to you you all and I’m so happy that you’ve loved the access to The Venus Vault! I will be adding more of my personal photo collection soon as well as some fun extras!
“That feeling is overwhelming for me in the best way possible. It makes me gasp, tilt my head back and just completely forget about anything else happening around me – I’m floating in big dick heaven.”
I’m a size queen. I always have been and always will be. I think I’m just made for larger than average dicks. 9″, 10″ and up…bring it. I can take it.
I understand that not all women are like me. Some prefer a smaller size, some are afraid of bigger dicks because they are terrified of stretching out and being labelled as loose. By the way I don’t understand the whole “tight pussy” thing that men pressure women to be. Honestly I feel like that would be something small-dicked white guys came up with… I mean I take offense if some guy says I have a tight pussy. I will be the first to say I fuck guys with big dicks – why the fuck would I want a tight pussy? I want a pussy that is going to warmly welcome that big dick so he can fuck the shit out of me just the way he wants. Trust me girls, guys with big dicks really don’t want some tight pussy they can’t even squeeze into and it takes them 25 minutes just to warm it up.
I had a preference for larger size for as long as I can remember. I love the feeling of being stretched, feeling full, and him bottoming out on my cervix. That feeling is overwhelming for me in the best way possible. It makes me gasp, tilt my head back and just completely forget about anything else happening around me – I’m floating in big dick heaven. I realize for many women that feeling can be uncomfortable, even painful, but not for me. I crave it, need it, and have to have it. Just have a look at some of my photos in the Venus Vault and you will understand what I mean by big!
If a guy is smaller I’m just not going to have the same sensation. It’s going to be boring as fuck so why bother. But of course when it comes to my cuck, his size is less important to me. I will always be more satisfied by bigger guys; he needs to be a pussy eating champion. Trophies all around for him!
So for all of the women out there who obsess about the tight pussy bullshit, fuck that! Come hang out with me and I will have you being a BBC size queen in no time. Trust me, bigger is sooo much better.
“In my mind in that moment I’m swept away thinking about what he is doing and I’m so turned on knowing he’s likely overwhelmed with emotion and slightly humiliated while he’s eating my cum filled pussy.”
Nothing is more intimate than the moment he comes over to me, positions his face between my thighs, and cleans up my freshly fucked pussy. Nothing.
I have a hard time explaining exactly what that moment is like…perhaps because it’s so intense and such a swirl of emotions for both of us but it’s hands down my favourite part about cuckolding relationships. It’s the ultimate loving gesture and the ultimate pussy worship and of course I love both of those things.
In my mind in that moment I’m swept away thinking about what he is doing and I’m so turned on knowing he’s likely overwhelmed with emotion and slightly humiliated while he’s eating my cum filled pussy. I think about how I’ve just been fucked by another man and now this man I adore is the one to take it all in with his gentle mouth, breathing, tasting, and feeling like a true cuck.
Sometimes my bull is there in the room, sometimes he’s not, and that doesn’t really matter to me because my cuck is all I’m focused on in that moment – the person I love more than anything. First my pussy gets entirely satisfied and then my heart gets fulfilled – what could possibly be better?? Nothing.
Moments like these are what makes this kind of relationship phenomenal and it’s why I can’t ever go back to anything else. Once you’ve experienced it, it changes you and from that point on, it’s that pinnacle level of trust, love and connection of cuckolding relationships that you seek.
I’ve spent countless hours writing for this blog over the years and dedicated considerable resources along the way and although I struggle at times to find the time around my full time regular job and full time life responsibilities, I still feel passionate about sharing my stories and encouraging people to see the beauty and uniqueness of cuckolding relationships. I feel fortunate to continue to have this opportunity to reach people with my blog.
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“In that moment my mind is floating…yet I am thinking of you, my cuck. You’re so far away but right now you are here with me in my heart.”
He is someone I’ve written about before…
I walk outside the airport to see him standing there and I stop for a moment to smile and take him in with my eyes… his beautiful dark skin, his height which towers over me, his immaculately conditioned body, his smooth sexy voice that instantly makes me want him in a way which I cannot control. It’s been so long since we last saw each other. The anticipation has been so intense.
A few steps into the hotel room and I put my things on the counter. I’m saying something about going to have a quick shower, he steps behind me, towers over me, presses against my back, and kisses the back of my neck. Mid-sentence my mind goes blank, I can’t remember what I was saying, I close my eyes and feel his BBC pressing against me, I try to speak but nothing comes out, I can only breathe him in, feel the strength of his arms and I reach back and put my hand on him. I’m his. Entirely his. He says my name and I am his. Right now. My body and my mind belongs to him. In that moment my mind is floating…yet I am thinking of you, my cuck. You’re so far away but right now you are here with me in my heart.
He lays me down on the bed, I’m on my back and he tells me to spread my legs wide. I pull my legs apart and feel the stretch. My wet pussy welcomes him, he loves it. He slides his big black cock deep in my pussy. I gasp. That feeling….fuck. I lose my mind. My head tilts back, my eyes begin to close, I whisper his name. My pussy stretches. I feel him so deep inside me. It’s overwhelming. I am in that moment which I am addicted to….swept away.
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