Your daily grind is difficult to say the least. Tonight it’s the red eye to San Francisco on a five day trip that will also take you to Sacramento, Los Angeles and San Diego. Last week is was St. Louis, Kansas City and Chicago. You often stay in the same places and see plenty of familiar faces. In fact, the flight attendants even know you by name and one of them greets you with a blanket and pillow. You’ve always wondered about her “situation”; she doesn’t wear a ring, but you choose to keep it professional. It’s the same with the tall blonde that works the front desk at the Marriott. She says hello with a smile, asks about your trip, but you know in your mind its corporate rate, not a corporate date.

That’s where I come into the fold. No matter where you are, I’m always there. I’m the comforting voice that can ease your mind, reduce the tension and take the stress away. That’s because I take you to places you’d rather not talk about with the stewardess or the front desk clerk. I’m one of those comforts of home even when you’re not at home.

Would you like me to turn down the sheets and tuck you in? I can fluff more than just your pillows. Perhaps you’d prefer a wakeup call from me; my velvety voice is much more inviting than the gruff voiced old man who normally gives you your wakeup call! I can take care of the morning wood you’ve woken up with. Since you dreamt about me through the night, you might as well have the sweet, ripe pussy that’s been on your mind since the last time we spoke.

I believe there’s no better way to start the day than with a couple of toe curling orgasms. The coffee can wait until I’m finished with you; I assure you that I’m much more invigorating than any amount of caffeine. I’ll leave you prepared for the meeting with that tough client. You’ll have a smile on your face and the confidence to take on anything that they can throw at you. Traveling so much does not have to be something you dread. You can invite me along; I promise I’ll cum with you!

So now you’ve reached the end of my post. It’s time to call me… your sexual host!

Cuckolding is one of those fetishes that many have never heard of and a good portion of those that have, completely misunderstand it. It’s not as cut and dry as the stereotype it has earned and it doesn’t mean that you are gay or any less of a man for engaging in it. While it’s true that one form involves emasculation and/or humiliation, other forms are more about mutual pleasure and bringing you closer to your partner. It’s not the act that defines cuckolding; it’s your intentions behind it.

It’s all about visual stimulation – for both of you. It allows for being able to see one another in a different way that is not possible when you are in the throes of a sex act yourself. When you think of your lady, chances are that you never see her as more beautiful than when you are pleasing her. As pleasurable as that is though, there’s something to be said for taking a step back and observing her receiving pleasure from another.

For you, it’s about how hot it makes you to see your woman being pounded by someone else and the euphoria that washes over her as it’s happening. Seeing her being taken by another dude’s cock stimulates every part of you. To watch her writhe in ecstasy as she arches her back and pushes her erect nipple into his salivating mouth trumps any porn imaginable.

As for her, whether she admits it or not, I’m certain that she herself has fantasized about being seduced by someone else. We all fantasize, but the conventional rules of what constitutes “cheating” often holds us back from exploring those desires further. Many women dismiss unfulfilled cravings as unrealistic; never knowing that it could actually be something their man would find exhilarating. It could even enhance your sex life together and strengthen your emotional bond. As a woman, there are few things that can turn us on more than seeing how much we turn YOU on. Having the opportunity to feel another man’s cock inside of us as his hands are groping our bodies while we are able to watch you stroking your hard cock is insanely hot! Seeing how much you want us in that moment is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

Sex is supposed to be interesting and fun. Tapping into something a bit less mundane can be quite mind blowing. Sadly, so many women miss out on this opportunity, but I understand what she doesn’t. I know that it IS possible to share your woman without emotional distance forming. There are certain things that push our pleasure buttons and even pretending that you are watching her get fucked can be incredibly arousing.

I get it completely and I’m very good at bringing this particular fetish/role-play to life in all forms. Ultimately, there are neither rules nor just one way to participate in cuckolding. It can be about your insecurity of your size and wanting to see her with a “real” man and how he handles her like you can’t or it can be about seeing the person you are most attracted to from all angles of their sensuality and femininity.

Whatever your motivation, actively seeking out being a cuck or just craving a taste of it in a delicious scenario, I’m happy to oblige you. So, what’s it going to be, babe…

To have or to cuckold?

You may have noticed that I like to explore numerous different topics on my blog. I enjoy sharing everything from personal stories of past experiences, thoughts on society’s norms, to all forms of fantasy exploration. So many of you have shared with me how much you appreciate my posts and look forward to them each week, but what you may not know is how much I love hearing from you too.

One of the highlights of my week is seeing you post comments on my entries or mention something from a post when we are on the phone together. I feel like my blog is a way for us to explore another line of communication and grow our bond. Even when I am not whispering in your ear while pleasuring myself, we still have our written words to connect us and share with one another.

My blog is intimate, personal, and written with only you in mind. I do not write for traffic or keywords, and I’m not the kind of girl that just throws a couple generic paragraphs up and calls it a day. My blog is a direct line into my mind and my real life experiences and feelings. Just as your feedback is a direct line for me into yours.

With that being said, I’d really like to hear more from you. What do you like about my blog? What would you like me to write about more? Do you have a special request for a certain fetish or topic you’d like to hear my thoughts on? Share with me what it is that makes your luscious cock spring to attention and need to fuck me?

Don’t be shy. Whether you’ve come to know me well, or you’ve just found me – I want to hear from you. Please, speak out in the comments section of this post or reach out to me privately through my email. Let me know what you’d most love me to post about. I write for you, your cock, and ultimately your intense orgasm. Knowing that what I write moves you in some way fuels me.

I have my secret cravings too and thinking about them as I write has my panties soaked. Are you ready to act upon your fantasies?

My pussy and my mind need to be filled with your desires.

There’s nothing tackier than tan lines which is why I tan in the nude whenever possible. The challenge is that my yard is exposed on one side to a neighbor’s yard by a chain link fence. Fortunately my neighbor is an elderly woman who rarely leaves the house, which made the events that follow even more surprising.

I had been laying out for most of the morning on my stomach and when I turned over to lie on my back, I took out my ear buds and heard the sound of a lawnmower coming from my neighbor’s yard. I didn’t see anyone so I decided the hell with it and lied down to make sure my breasts got the attention from the sun that they deserved. It was hot that day and I could feel my body starting to glisten under a thin layer of perspiration. I reached for my drink and took out an ice cube and ran it around my stomach, feeling goose bumps rise over my burning flesh. I traced it up my body and rubbed it around my nipple, feeling it instantly harden. Between my legs there was a constant tingle that was now starting to throb. I slid my hand between my creamy thighs, slipping a finger inside my moist pussy when I realized that I was being watched.

There you were, taking a pause from cutting the grass as you stood there watching me with my finger moving deeply between my swollen lips. Our eyes locked with lust and you sighed as I noticed that you were pumping your hard, thick cock. It was slick with pre-cum and my arousal caused me to slide two more fingers inside my dripping pussy. We looked deep into one another’s eyes as we both kept rhythm, masturbating just ten feet away, but fucking one another with ferocious intensity.

Your eyes broke contact as I felt them studying me. I was entranced with pleasure and my huge breasts were brown and shining in the sun. I lied there working my ripe pussy now full with three fingers. I pumped myself harder as you did the same to your rigid cock; the veins in your cock were engorged and bulging (so yummy)!  Suddenly and without a word spoken between us, we started to push ourselves vigorously toward orgasm, until we both explode together. I squirted like never before as it both gushed and sprayed far and wide; your ejaculation was even more impressive as it hit my stomach from several feet away. I wiped my finger across my taut tummy and had a taste. You were beyond delicious.

Call me. I promise it won’t feel like there’s a fence between us baby!

I’ve written before about you wishing your woman was more assertive in bed. I was wondering if you could somehow manage to bring this subject up to her, what you would tell her that you need more of. This is not really the kind of subject that you can bullet point and simply hand her a “honey do” list for. I’m betting that even bringing up the topic of sex puts her immediately into a “mood”.

This is something I’ve personally never understood. Sure, as you grow older you get tired more easily. You don’t always have the same kind of stamina that you did when you were a young buff. However, going to bed a tad earlier and working a bit harder has absolutely nothing to do with your primal desire. Just because your life might change a bit along the way, it doesn’t mean you don’t still want the same kind of attention and satisfaction that you’ve always wanted.

Women, on the other hand, seem to think that as the ring goes on and the kids come along, that’s the end of your sexual story. I know it doesn’t have to be and shouldn’t be!  It’s quite to the contraire, all those added responsibilities – all that you do for your family – leaves you wanting a little fun and release even more. Don’t you deserve that? Don’t you deserve to know you’re still attractive, still desired, and still appreciated in all those ways? It’s amazing how you complain so little for all you do, but the moment you raise even the slightest complaint about what’s not going on in the bedroom, you get completely shut down.

She might not be willing to listen, but I am. I understand your frustration and know that you deserve to be shown some gratitude for all that you do. She may think of you as an average Joe, but I recognize that you do far more than an average man could fathom. You are everyone else’s hero, always busy saving the day. Let me be YOUR hero because even heroes need a caped crusader of their own once in a while.

I’m ready to don my cape and help you with your next mission. I’m sure you will marvel at what you can accomplish with a super like me guiding you along!

You’re no average Joe. You’re catnip to this foxy feline!

Some guys love breasts (and I love displaying them for you). Other guys are more drawn to my beautiful ass and legs. No matter what part of me catches your eye first, I get turned on just by knowing you’re looking.

But even if you’re a die-hard breast man, I’m sure you can appreciate these legs (and ass). And if you’re a leg man, you’ll want to do more than just appreciate them. Would you like to worship them? I know that just by dangling my legs in front of you, I can get you to crawl over to me, naked, on your hands and knees. Maybe I’d let you kiss my ankles. I might even let you run your hands up along my soft calves. Perhaps, if you’re a good boy, I’d even let you run them up my inner thighs.

There’s actually a lot I can do with these legs. I could wrap them around you and squeeze you tight. I could allow you to put your face between my legs to taste my sweet juices and then clamp my thighs together so hard that you couldn’t breathe. I know that’s where you long to be…Willingly trapped between these legs, completely at my mercy, your face pressed against my hot, wet pussy.

Or I could simply sit down and rest these legs and lower my sexy, gorgeous ass right down onto your face as you lie naked on the floor below me. Then I would smother you, basking in the feeling of your tongue as it probes me in and out. Mmm…I could sit like that for hours.

No matter what I do with these legs of mine, you’re in no position to resist them. I know that you’re looking at them now, becoming entranced by them, gazing at my ankles and following my perfectly-sculpted legs up to my beautifully-shaped ass. It’s made you hard, I know. By now you’ve got your cock out of your pants and you’re slowly stroking it as you stare at my legs and body fantasizing about being here naked in front of me.

It’s just another way I have of controlling your cock. A girl has to use what she has and today I feel like using my legs.  It’s working, isn’t it? Very soon you’ll pry your eyes away just long enough to pick up the phone to call me. You’re so predictable and cute, but I like you that way. Commanding your cock amuses me and it makes me horny.  When I’m horny, I need to be satisfied and nothing satisfies me more than knowing I can and will make you cum.

Deciding which part of me to ogle first is indeed a “hard” choice, but I know how good it feels when I make it hard for you.