Sexually Compatible

Earlier, I mentioned the role of language and especially questions in the lifestyle of the awakening cuckoldrix. As that earlier post implies, reflection on observation and experience prepare us for new and different responses to ideas and situations.

No one understands a woman's mind like a woman, and among women, few are as honest or as articulate as Rougedmount. The clarity and eroticism of her writing indeed offends some sisters. But if they are honest, few even among them will remain unmoved by her words. Her emotional intelligence and sensual lucidity create offerings that resonate too deeply for women to mask. This is what we all are. And writing as she does, Rougedmount demands honesty of us. And reflection on such honesty DOES change us.

A final note. Rougedmount is not unmoved by virile, men who are not Caucasian. She acknowledged this. Knowing that consummate lovers are found among all races, what Rougedmount writes here relates to this particular fantasy.
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the perfect shaft of alabaster white and the ephemeral sheerness of thin velvet skin

smooth as silk without line or vein to mar it’s perfect arch towards his mid section

too thick to encircle with fingers on one hand the symmetry unbroken until his crown

flaring with defined ridge and supple slopes his mushroom head barely a shade darker

how can you see a perfect cock and then not expect to use it for the purpose of self pleasure


to take him in both hands as you drool spittle from darling tongue and a parted full mouth

slowly stroking and manipulating his engorged flesh to simulate the thrust of sexual union

teasing him with the tickle of long hair over skin and heavy breasts brushing up his thighs

sucking him to arouse myself until i sit up and announce to him i am going to ride his cock

and i crawl over his body press my thighs on either side of his hip and come forward


he’s too big to enter without adjustment to accommodate his steady and simple entry

breasts in his face he reaches forward to suckle the puckered and distended nipples

pulling hard with greedy suction with a grasping hand massaging fullness of flesh

he seats himself deep inside so my engorged wet labia is spread against his pubic bone


bringing sighs from both of us with the perfect fit of a thick cock inside a tight sheath


i rise to start the mindless fall and he takes the space back with consistent thrusting


steady and hard he pushes into the heat of my body and against a sensitive womb

he tops from underneath to use his shaft to stroke a clitoris and his head to pound me

instant arching arousal my body responds to his call for wild abandon as I start to burn

a low rumble of orgasm which builds like a cresting and crushing wave as i milk him

sending him spasming in throbbing release as the frothy foam is churned between us

he rides through the storm i started before him and stays hard as my pleasure outlasts

watching my reaction to his shifting hips and the position of his cock as it strokes me

sensitive, i shiver and gasp with  mewl’s of receding desire as he stirs heavily inside

breathing heavily i lift an arm to brush my hair back from my face which lifts by breasts

and brings his hands from my hips up the curve of my waist to cup their spilling weight

before sliding forward to gently pinch the areolas and pull forward to roll the nipples

sending a sparking cascade of shivers through my body as i clenched involuntarily

around his softening member, making him thrust forward and into the sensation

i opened closed eyes and returned the shy smile while his hands found the back of my head


pulling me forward to kiss my lips as he slipped from my body so I could lay beside him

reclined, reposed, relaxed in post coital satisfaction and fulfillment that good sex inspires

while many things may be lacking as far as communication or compatibility between us

this is the single area i am completely satisfied with as his thickly beautiful cock works well


i can handle a powerfully built, very well hung man with a furry chest, who doesn’t talk

his big hands and rough exterior, unsure of how to be gentle when passion flares hard

because when he forgets himself and takes me because he is seeking his own pleasure

that’s exactly how he brings me to mine with the contained violence of a strong man
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Stud Seduces Wife As Her Husband Watches Helplessly

Many men want this. Oddly, men may want it without being aware that they do. Many certainly need it even if it takes a little encouragement. Others are ready to release exclusive claim to their wife needing only that the whole matter be taken out of their hands.

Personal experience in well-written form makes powerful posts. A reader submitted this post. It is a polished but accurate account. You are always welcome to post comments, or to offer stories from similar experiences of their own.
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Husband Diagnoses the Cause of Sexual Tension

My wife and I camped last weekend. As I returned from a hike, I found her visiting at a neighbor's site. I was surprised that as she talked with our neighbor, her nipples protruded like marbles. Wouldn't you know it–stuffed down the leg of his sweatpants was his erection–twice the size of mine easily! It was very exciting for me to see her reaction to him! I ducked into our camper. She saw me, but he didn't. Then she actually brought him inside to check out our RV.

He was astonished to see me there. Puzzled by my easy acceptance of the situation, he left quickly. I was relieved. But I was also aching and deeply disappointed. I knew it would be simply wild to see him using what he was packing on her!

This Isn't Over Yet!

But then later, he returned.

From the window, I saw his foot turn into our site. My heart jumped. A wave of anxiety, fear and arousal washed over me. Even fully relaxed, my genitals tingled maddeningly. My breathing became instantly ragged. He strode toward our camper with easy purpose. My arousal mounted fast! I was confident I could control it, but it wasn't happening yet. Angst and arousal kept building. I became alarmed at my helplessness to stop my arousal. And it wasn't just what I saw. It was what I knew this meant was coming. That fired my arousal even more.

Look What's Happening to Hubby!

He stopped at our door. He looked at the place in our camper where he saw me, then to his lot where he and my wife spoke. I knew what he was doing; it made me erect – instantly. He was reviewing their discussion in his mind, making sure he read it right before acting. My dick made a contracting throb. Of course he was reading it right! That he came back at all proves that he definitely knew how his body affected her and how my wife responded. He knew exactly what was on her mind! He knew what had her going.

 

I knew that he was here now because he meant to finish what he started.

Why wouldn’t he!

A Stud Asserts Control

By the window, I saw the open heel of his palm ready to hit the door. It reverberated in my chest. It was not a request; it was a demand. It was a pound to my heart. Even before the second of six, rhythmic blows, my heart was pounding in reply. That isn’t all. There was another, stronger throb!  Those blows were were meant to be heard and more. They were meant to necessitate a response.

They did.

Arousal Through the Roof!

My arousal skyrocketed with vengeance. I felt agonizing pleasure. I flooded with helplessness, angst and arousal. It was 100% involuntary. I was astonished that he could make this happen simply from what I saw and what I knew his return meant was about to happen. A powerful, longer and stronger throb warned me that I was in trouble.

 

His last knock on our camper door was louder and out of rhythm. It insisted on an answer. A compelling throb in my penis refused to subside. It seemed to go on for minutes!

Nature Prepares Hubby for Submission 

I was beyond exceedingly aroused. I was tipping toward the point of no-return, and a very powerful if humiliating spontaneous orgasm. It had to stop then. I knew that until my arousal subsided, I couldn't make the slightest movement or I'd blow it in my pants. I also knew that if either of them saw my erection, they'd know how incredibly this excited me, and I'd blow in my pants.

 

Finally, I knew that if I blew in my pants, my arousal would be as good as as open consent. My wife’s vow of fidelity would be history. There would be no way could I stop them from going at it!

That was when my wife called out for me to 'get the door.'

Helpless to React

Daring not even to move, I tried to call him to come inside. My voice broke. I tried again; again, the words caught in my throat. Finally, I verbalized a weak, ‘come in.’ My voice was so shaky I scarcely knew it as my own. He had to hear my raw emotion. He HAD to!

The door opened, and as he entered I shot a quick look. Up closer, he looked even larger. I knew exactly why he had my wife running hot. And there was no question in my mind or his why he was there. He was there for her. Just that quickly, there she was standing by him.

Wife's Arousal Inflamed

As soon as she saw him, she was really turned on by him. At once, her nipples jutted obscenely. There was no missing or mistaking it. It was exquisitely arousing to see her respond to him! I was in deep trouble. The throbs came closer together until the last didn't subside; it just grew stronger. I knew I was losing it. My genitals tingled wildly.

Hubby's Control Gone, Stud Gets Started

Knowing I was barely a moment from a powerful, spontaneous climax, I braced for one, final, futile attempt to master my arousal. But just his nearness to her (and her knowing what he had in his pants) made her feel very sexual. That itself was excruciatingly exciting. But there was no way to prepare for how very expertly and insistently he was about to pursue my wife!

He made his move right away. He knew exactly what he was supposed to do. He knew exactly what to say, and exactly how to talk to her. I knew that not only was this going to happen, but that it was the most natural thing in the world. I knew that this was supposed to happen. That made it unbearable. 

With that realization, my seminal fluids began moving. I knew that I had lost. All I could do was to I surrendered to the climax I rightly guessed would produce the biggest ejaculate of my life...

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Here, a stud is all over a guy’s wife. The mere size of his endowment overwhelm the husband with submissive feelings. He is paralyzed as the stud takes charge of his wife’s sexual response. He is humiliated by his inadequacy, impassioned by the shame, and enthralled by the erotic tension, power and beauty of the scene.

He watches in passive helplessness, utterly convinced that the stud’s size and his wife's response reveals Nature’s intention that he step back as the stud seduces and satisfies his wife. He is convinced that it is his destiny and proper duty to step aside and allow it. The stud’s over-sized manhood, the shock and eroticism of what he can do with it secures his submissive compliance. This husband becomes a willing partner/witness to her seduction.

Does his wife expect her husband to stop it? In fact he won’t. Does she wonder, ‘can’t he even protest?’ In fact, he can't! Her own passion smoldering, and seeing his helplessness, she embraces destiny for them both.

In minutes flat, his wife is seduced before his astonished and envying eyes as his own humiliation and arousal make him helpless to act. It can never be the same now. Moreover, but both he and his wife understand that this served her better than he ever had or could. And they also understand that this is good.

Yes.

This is very, very good.
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If your husband remained passive and submissive as a virile, well-endowed male made serious, sensual overtures, would you wonder that it meant? What intention of Nature might lie behind this husband's behavior?

Can you recognize this husband’s predicament? Can you appreciate that intervening would risk exposing his arousal, which would be taken as consent for his wife to sex the stud? If a stud made serious overtures toward your wife, are you sure that you wouldn't be aroused -- not even a little?

Many small men fantasize about complying as a stud takes his wife. If an under-endowed man becomes timid, passive and retiring when you as a very well-endowed man nears his attractive wife, would that encourage you to see her differently? Would it embolden you to explore her potential seduction as your sexual partner?

If you have experience [or know of a friend who has] which addresses some of the related issues, enhance this post by submitting comments!


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