Bigger is better

“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.”

Venus

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.

Venus xo

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The clean up

“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.”

Venus

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 deeply love cuckolding relationships.

Venus xo

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Swept away

“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.”

Venus

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.

Venus xo

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Fuck him

“What happened next is hard to put into words. I want to say I was overcome with the power and control that came with being in that position, but really it was so much more than simply that. Something in me just took over and knew exactly what to do, say, push, and overpower him.”

Venus

Before I get into this post about my new-found love of pegging, let me begin by saying that I’ve just done a short follow up interview for the KinkyCast Podcast for their 5 year anniversary episode. Turns out, the interview I did with them previously was their most listened to episode – yay! Here’s the link to it: https://kinkycast.com/archive/2019-archive/261—five-year-anniversary.html

Lastly in case you missed the link in my previous post, here’s the article I wrote for Simplysxy about what it takes to be a cuckoldress: http://simplysxy.com/articles/2018/12/20/what-it-takes-to-be-a-cuckoldress/

Now onto the really exciting news about pegging…

For so long I had zero interest in pegging guys and I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out exactly why. I think in a way I thought there wouldn’t really be anything in it for me and I’m so selfish sexually that the thought of it being his sexual experience and not mine…well it turned me the fuck off. So for ages I wanted nothing to do with it.

Then last summer I went out with a young cuck friend. We went for dinner and then to watch a football game (holy fuck the players are hotness) and after a few drinks we went back to his apartment. I had him locked in chastity as usual and he showed me the harness and attachment that he had just bought. Maybe it was the drinks mixed with curiosity, I don’t know, but I ended up trying it on and telling him I wanted to fuck his ass.

What happened next is hard to put into words. I want to say I was overcome with the power and control that came with being in that position, but really it was so much more than simply that. Something in me just took over and knew exactly what to do, say, push, and overpower him. I was at times gentle and sweet and other times strong and unforgiving, and the whole thing was incredible. It was a rush I had never had before – ever!

The next day I was just in amazement of how much I actually loved pegging. I wondered though, was it the alcohol? Was is the hot black football players I watched at the game that night that made me so excited? I wasn’t sure but I did know that I wanted to do it again.

Fast forward a couple months and I had a harness of my own (thanks to a friend of mine) and a small list of two more young white cuck friends who wanted me to pop their virgin ass cherry. I must admit I was a little nervous planning the second time around. This time I was totally sober and had everything planned beforehand so I wondered if I would love it the way I did the first time. Well well well….let me tell you… it was even better!!

So it’s official now I totally have a new-found love of pegging, and I’m really glad that I ended up going for it. For all of the women out there who are feeling like they hate the idea, take it from me, it’s really worth giving it a try!

Venus xo

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A fantasy…

“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!”

Venus

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!

Venus xo

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/