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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Over the next few weeks, I am going to tell you about the best 3 years of my cuckolding experience. At the start of the relationship, I had only had 6 years experience as a bull in the cuckold lifestyle. As I write this story, my experience has accumulated to well over a decade and more. Over this same period, I gravitated away from the young horny bull looking for a Hotwife to fuck, to the thinking Dominant, more experience Bull I am today. I have had 2 perfect couples in the last decade.
The 1st was a wealthy American couple living in the state of Texas. This relationship lasted just under 2 years. I will write about it in time. The 2nd, which will be the focus of my blog over the coming weeks lasted 3 years. The couple lived up North around Manchester/Leeds, while I lived in the midlands at the time. I describe this as my perfect couple and the best 3 years of engaging in 3 way relationships for many reasons.
1-The couple were deeply in love even though they had been together for over 20 years.
2-They had no children by choice.
3-The Hotwife was absolutely stunning! A 10/10 in my score chart.
Despite my natural preference for blondes, Melanie (not her real name) totally blew me away with her poise, style and dark brunette locks. She was slim and beautifully proportioned, with legs that seemed to go on for ever. She did not require several days a week running and training in the gym to keep her figure. She was truly a pleasure to behold. My favourite joke when we were together was, G*d made you on a bright Monday morning. She was a soft spoken, submissive brunette Hotwife. When our eyes met for the first time at a couples only party I was invited to by some friends of mine, we had an instant connection.
Her skin was flawless. She was a perfect size 10 with D cup breasts, long straight brunette hair; flowing down to her shoulders, a flat washboard stomach, red lips and beautifully manicured red nails, clad in an assortment of Pandora like accessories. She was in effect, the embodiment of my fantasy of a quintessential English wife gone bad. A true Hotwife. They were an age gap couple, her husband over 20 years older, clocked our instant attraction and made it his mission to match make us before the night was over.
I was a single man, invited to a couple’s only party of sophisticated libertines. To crown it all, I was the only black person in a sea of Caucasian and Asian ladies. This was also my first experience of a couple only party. My experience up to this point was as a neutral bull to what I can only describe as 'part time swinging couple'. That is to say, couples who played occasionally with single guys but, focused more on other couples. I had experienced 2 years with a full-on cuckold couple who lived the lifestyle but, they lived in Texas. I visited them a few times a year and during that relationship, I went away on holiday with the American Hotwife for 3 month, travelling around South America, the Caribbean and Eastern Europe on her cuck husbands expense (he stayed behind in the states with work of course, while we travelled, fucked, played, did everything we could imagine to do and sent him pictures of our escapades as we journeyed along). I was in my early 20's, young free and single, enjoying the pleasure a beautiful, blonde late 20's Hotwife had to give. Life was good. I digress....
Private parties were something new to me. Clubs on the other hand, I was intimately familiar with. Most of my contacts were early/mid 40's couples, the hot wives were reaching their sexual peak and therefore, looking for younger, fit, hung preferably black studs to satiate their sexual hunger. Who was I to look a gift horse in the mouth? One of my better qualities is my interest in people generally, I enjoy people watching; preferring to listen rather than lead conversations when I am with a group of new friends. This natural tendency gives me the information I need to figure out the motivation of other libertines I come in contact with. I also detest the unrefined word 'swingers' by the way, preferring 'libertines' for obvious reasons.
The couple I attended with were in their early 40's. They were a sociable good looking pair and seemed to know everyone at the party. This was an added advantage because, they introduced me to every single couple at the party before the night was over. Geoffrey and Melanie were standing by the living room door in a spooning embrace when I noticed them for the first time. Geoff saw the instant attraction on my face on spotting Melanie. He cocked his head to the side to look at M because as he described to me much later into the party, he felt her body shiver in his embrace at the same time I looked in their direction. I must confess I had 99.9% of my mind fixed on M and barely registered Geoff's face on 1st contact. I am sure you ladies reading this will not be surprised by that. I did not approach them however, due to the rule spelt out to me on arriving by the hosts; not to approach anyone unless I had been introduced earlier. The reason they gave was well considered. Some couples disliked the presence of single men in the ‘scene’. A good number of them may feel uncomfortable if I approached directly. As a result, an ice breaking introduction was suggested and agreed. A few hours into the evening, I had not been introduced to G&M. Things were heating up. Couples were disappearing up the stairs; the living room was looking less crowded. This was when Geoff came up to me and said I know you have been looking at M all night. She is interested in you as well but, as this is our 1st private party, she is a bit nervous. I want you to talk to her alone. It will make her more relaxed if I was not there. I am going upstairs for a few minutes, make your move then. I got myself a glass of wine, waited patiently. As Geoff walked up the stairs, I came up to M. She gave me a friendly smile as we made eye contact. I had an excited buzz in my stomach. The attraction was intense and knowing this moment had been set up by her husband was a massive turn on. The conversation went smoothly, it confirmed to me what I had always known; if a woman is attracted to me, she will do everything possible to make me feel relaxed in her presence. I complimented her on her sense of style, poise and demeanour. She told me a little about how they were finding thief feet in the scene. They had been to a few clubs and explored the world of BDSM. She was the dominant half of their marriage but it was Geoff's idea to explore private parties. She was already certain couples only parties were not for her as she found the complexity of 4 way attractions too tedious. Geoff arrived during this part of the conversation. He got me a refill of wine and offered to leave us to continue our conversation. He disappeared again promptly. Mel and I got really into our conversation; we changed topics, talked about our journeys from our respective vanilla lifestyle to finding each other at this party. We were by now holding hands in a soft embrace almost whispering to each other. I made my move as our eyes met yet again, leaned in for a kiss, she met me halfway. Our first kiss was electric. It felt like my teenage days all again. It was a long soft, gentle and sensuous kiss. Her red lipstick had set my senses alight early on; her hot breath on my face did the rest. Our kiss moved from lips in contact to tongues and slowly to a full embrace. I told her how I had been instantly attracted; she told me how she had felt a nice shiver when our eyes met for the first time. In between kisses, I said our instant attraction was a sign of good things to come. Under her breath, she mumbled, why wait. As we flirted, kissed and embraced I noticed Geoff in the corner of my eye, standing close with an aroused look on his face. We came out of our private world to hear him suggest; you two should get a room before it gets any more obvious what is on your minds. With that, Mel looked up and told Geoff to find us one. He disappeared again for the 3rd time. It took him a while to return this time, I recall Mel's hands exploring inside my unzipped trouser when he arrived. Come with me was all he said. We walked behind him Mel sandwiched between us both as we journeyed up the stairs. It was a 5 bed roomed house with 4 rooms available for guests. Geoff led us to a door, opened it, Mel and I walked in and the door shut behind me. Geoff stood guard outside the door! I looked at Mel a bit confused about what just happened. Mel smiled, pulled me into her and said. I want you all to myself.
To be continued
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