What makes the difference is a solid level of mutual respect despite fucking me like I’m a slut – he needs to love and respect me and my lifestyle and I have to care about him as one of my closest friends.
I was talking to a bull who I connected with recently about something that really got me thinking and inspired me to write. What is it that sets apart the good bulls from the really great bulls in this lifestyle?
People ask me all the time what I look for in a bull and I guess for the single cucks it’s just out of curiosity but for the couples I think there’s always this unending search to find a stable of the really great bulls and that’s not an easy task. The really great ones are few and far between.
For me I have a few things that are mandatory on the list like he has to be black (American black guys are my favourite), 9+inches and thick, and fuck like a champion, but what really makes the difference is the sexual chemistry and one more very important factor….I need to love his mind. I’m not alone in wanting that last one on the list. I’ve heard this from many cuckoldresses as well. What makes the difference is a solid level of mutual respect despite fucking me like I’m a slut – he needs to love and respect me and my lifestyle (all of it not just the cuckoldress part) and I have to care about him as one of my closest friends.
Sure sometimes I fuck a few new guys but the ones I keep around are the bulls who I consider to be my friends. I can talk to them about regular everyday things just as easily as getting into the most filthy of conversations about them blackfucking my pretty pussy or about me wanting their big black dick to slide down my throat, making my mascara run down. We can go months without seeing each other and there never be pressure or guilt about it, they know about each other and never have jealousy or possessiveness (actually they love it when I share pics and videos with them), and of course they love and respect how much I want and need cuckolding and BBC in my life.
There’s so much more to it than just physical attributes and liking to fuck and this is why I wish more women in this lifestyle would connect so that we can share our little black book of favourite bulls and therefore help celebrate the value of the really great bulls – they are priceless.
The idea of fucking my boyfriend/husband’s boss or his friends really turns me on. For me, I feel like it’s the ultimate humiliation and therefore the ultimate enjoyment for both of us.
Picture in your mind, his boss is also his roommate. And his boss also happens to be a dominant black man who loves being a bull, and loves bossing around my boyfriend.
Now imagine the day I meet this tall hot black roommate boss of his, and he notices my Queen of Spades tattoo on my ankle….mmmm… His eyes light up…he looks at me…and looks at my boyfriend, and says “Oh wow looks like I’ve stumbled upon the perfect situation here! My boyfriend looks at me and says “Whatever you want baby you know I love you”. I smile and feel that flutter of excitement inside me.
The boss begins texting me; the conversation is explicit and hot as fuck. I love telling my boyfriend all about it and showing him which photos I’ve sent to his boss and describing his reaction to them. Both of us love it…it’s overwhelmingly hot…it’s something intimate we share together and bonds us even closer than before. It amplifies our love for each other to a whole other level.
Fuck, just writing this turns me on!!
Is this purely a fantasy that I’ve created in my imagination or have I experienced this situation in for real? Hmmmm I’m not going to say. It’s far more fun to just to wonder!
By the way I recently wrote a piece for simplysxy.com called ‘What it takes to be a cuckoldress’ Here’s the link if you would like to have a look: http://simplysxy.com/articles/2018/12/20/what-it-takes-to-be-a-cuckoldress/
I’ve been a busy girl lately! One of the things I’ve been working on is recording a couple of interviews with the Keys and Anklets Podcast.
The first is one with Michael C interviewing myself and some of the things I go in depth about are how I came into this lifestyle and why I love it so much, how it has changed me, how and why I prefer black bulls (yeah I got pretty excited talking about that), my favourite photo involving my QoS tattoo and chastity, and even a little about my heels collection (or lack thereof haha!). So here is the link to listen: https://www.keysandanklets.com/episodes/8
The second podcast episode is a conversation about dating in this lifestyle and in particular tips and advice for single cucks who are hoping to find a woman to share this unique relationship dynamic with. Have a listen: https://www.keysandanklets.com/episodes/9
I’m going to see someone soon….someone who drives me fucking wild. I have no other way of saying it – he turns me on so much I almost lose my mind.
He’s a professional athlete so I fly out every so often to wherever he is playing. It’s not often enough though. I would have him a lot more if I could but my busy life doesn’t always let me get away when I want to. FML.
We have some unique chemistry. He knows me so well. In fact it was shortly after we first met that I got my first Queen of Spades tattoo (now I have three). He has the perfect balance of respecting me but still pushes my boundaries in a way that makes me feel comfortable with it. That kind of trust is not easy to find. I definitely want him to be one of the 5 on my wedding night.
He’s tall, hot as fuck, beautiful inside and out, and he fucks me like a champion every single time, but most of all it’s the way he talks to me. He has this deep voice and he has that smooth confidence and style that makes me wet with just a few words. And even when we’re just texting I get so caught up in it all that I find myself closing my eyes, tilting my head back and just completely getting lost in it all. The things we talk about….so hot and so dirty….oh god….okay this is all very distracting now. Concentrate!
He sends me pics of him and I literally can’t handle how hot they make me. His big black dick gives me this deep overwhelming feeling that just takes over my whole body. I can’t think straight. I just stare. Mesmerized. What was I talking about again? Mmmmm.
When we see each other it’s….well you can imagine the heat. On the way back from the airport he bent me over the back of his car in the parking lot. We just couldn’t wait to get inside his apartment. He lays me back, slides that big dick down my throat as my eyes water,my mascara runs, and I take it. I take it all. And I love it.
So now I count down the days until our next encounter. This time I’m bringing my girlfriend. I’ve shared him with her before and that was one of the best nights of my life so I’m excited to make some more memories like that.
Now what to wear….I need some new lingerie….some new sexy heels. Time to get a pedicure, my nails and hair done, my body waxed… It’s almost go time.
From fans to stalkers – It’s been an “interesting” few weeks.
To answer the obvious questions: yes I’m writing here, and no I haven’t returned to the cuck lifestyle. I’ve missed writing and I wanted to talk a little about what the past few weeks have been like. Let me tell you it’s been “interesting” to say the least.
First I want to say a very sincere thank you to the many people who sent me messages of encouragement, understanding, and support. I wasn’t able to respond to most of them however I want you to know that I really appreciated what you had to say and it meant a lot to me.
Unfortunately I’ve also been dealing with an anonymous harassing/stalker type lately….sigh. At first I thought maybe this person was a little intelligent by the way he sent me a fake email which was fishing for my personal information (he was successful in getting my google number) but after that the smarts ended and the stupid became obvious. Since then he has texted me trying to pretend he is someone I met last summer. I smelled bullshit right away, laughed at him, and promptly told him to go fuck himself. Then the fucktard called me while trying to fake a woman’s voice and accuse me of trying to steal “her” husband. This last one was especially hilarious and I nearly died laughing before hanging up. I have no idea why this person is trying all of this but if this fucking loser thinks I’m afraid of being exposed or something….little does he know…..haha!!
Another peculiar thing that has happened recently is the interest from some of my black guys. Once they heard I’ve given up on finding a cuck, some have told me they want to actually date me. I’m not sure that’s a road I want to go down right now but it’s interesting nonetheless.
So while I may not be writing about cuckolding as much as I did in the past, one of my friends said to me today I can always write about my Queen of Spades adventures because that always continues for me. Although the past month I’ve been very busy with work, BBC, and preparing for an upcoming move, I’m also planning on getting a much needed touch up done on one of my QoS tattoos so I will post another update when I can.