It Matters ...

It Matters...

In poetic form and with compelling expression, rougedmont's blog shares how and why the male anatomy matters.
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it matters more than you think it does

women are afraid to state their preference

because our vagina’s are designed for diversity

the average adult vagina is 3-4 inches long

when it is un-aroused, un-lubricated, un-inspired

3 to 4 inches long in our natural and flaccid state

we elongate to beautifully expand our pleated folds

to comfortably accommodate both girth and length

of the erect and aroused phallus looking to penetrate us

our depth can vary between women to take 8 to 12 inches

before our cervix would be bruised from his thrusting

we can shorten our depth depending on sexual position

we can make a tighter fit with strong pelvic floor muscles

even though childbirth will alter things forever to different

we are built to comfortably encase a well endowed man

when we are excited and aroused ourselves

the more excited we get, the bigger the man we can take

yet even a flaccid vagina can accept the barely felt intrusion

of a man who can’t even fill you when bored and uninterested

the ache of un-fulfillment throbs with your uterine contractions

as you orgasm and are still left wanting something deeper

something wider to allow your body to respond as it was meant to

Could you make and live with this decision?

letting your vagina hold onto the thick pulsing cock in a death grip

of pleasured milking sensations and suctioning wanted intrusions

instead of having the tactile sensation of internal pressure devoid

from your partners lack of endowment when you are aroused

it matters more than most women will admit

for fear of hurting feelings or making size a priority

especially if you know exactly what you are missing

when you decide to settle for a small cock sexual experience
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Sisters: Is rougedmont's last point a mistake you made? What would be your thoughts to your best girlfriend if she asked you about these things?

Extracting a Husband's Cuckold-Desire Confession

Based on a post made years ago, this 'outing' of a husband's cuckold desire is timeless.  Perhaps wives or husbands will have similar stories to share.
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I was reading your site the other night. I was so turned on by what you post that I got careless. Sure enough, last night I got busted. My wife found me in our den at 2:00 AM with my eyes glued to your site and hand frisking my dick! “Let me see what you’re reading.” I nearly shit myself on the spot. I quit what I was doing and grabbed for the mouse. She anticipated my move and blocked my hand. I was embarrassed, shocked, and figured I’d be in deep dung. I thought that she’d be very upset...but she wasn't! Apparently, she had even stood by the door for several minutes. She could see that I wasn’t looking at pictures, so she must have been curious about what it was that had me going.

She soon saw! She said, “you’re turned on by well hung men doing women, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question. She said it. I had to confess that yes, I was. Then she floored me by saying that a guy with a huge cock recently seduced her best friend at work. I couldn’t believe what happened next! She sat down with me and started reading! Soon she was nodding her head in agreement. She said that that this was exactly what her friend was telling her. She said that ever since this guy started nailing her, she was always coming in telling her how “unreal” the sex was. I begged her to tell me everything she said! As she did, I HAD to do it! I started jerking more furiously than ever before in my life!

Well, that led to more talk for several hours. Sure enough, she finally wheedled, teased and excited me to the point that I admitted to her that yes, I mostly fantasize about HER having sex with well-hung men. That surprised her, but she was visibly excited as well. Then we ended up doing it right there on the floor while talking about just that!

That is a HUGE step! I have no idea where this is going. But I know this! That “door” is now open. I’m sure that my wife is discussing this with her friend at work. What wouldn’t I give to hear what she says to my wife! From now on, I plan to make sure that she is home and the kids are asleep so that we can view your site TOGETHER. Your low-key, low graphics site where women can tell their stories honestly has made an impression on her. If my wife ever ends up taking on majorly heavy penis, it’ll be because of your site and her best friend and my own admissions agree on these things. It’s a powerful combination.

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Given that they were talking at work already, it seems a foregoing conclusion that this wife would be eager to have a story to share with her friend that confirmed what she was hearing. Did this friend encourage this wife to enjoy the big penis difference? Where do you think this went? Have you a story to share? Do you WISH you had a story to share?

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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If you find yourself moved by this, leave a note saying so.

Wet Panties

Rougedmount's artistry requires no justification. Read it and enjoy!
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Soft white creamy full thighs draw your eye

The contrast of black panties inciting your arousal
You want to bite them, kiss them, lick them
You want to squeeze them and raise gooseflesh
Hands aching to touch the fullness of my body
With a heavy masculine hand and gentle touch
You can barely see my secret female flesh
The softened seam and fullness of lips
Through the gauzy not quite sheer fabric
Can you imagine what my sex feels like?
Through the inconvenient silk over my sweetness
The full press of your palm, your fingers
And finally your mouth as you press lips there
You can feel the heat burn through the barrier
You can see the wetness start to seep through
Deep drawn breath draws my lascivious scent
Your lungs and mind bursting with my aroma
Imagine hooking the smooth elastic band
With the tip of your finger to expose me
Your carnal mood makes your cock jump
As the tingling engorgement swells your flesh
Decisions to tear the panties off completely
Discard them carelessly and take your bounty
Or to tease yourself by slowly peeling them
Down my thighs to tangle around ankles
Your imagination runs rampant with possibilities
Will I arch toward your mouth and hands?
Will I passively comply with your wanted attention?
Can you illicit my delighted sighs or make me beg?
Will you hear my guttural sensual commands
As I verbally direct you to service my needs?
If I denied you the access you desperately wanted
Behind the shimmering veil of my wet panties
How long would it take you to actually remove them?

Hot for Ryan...

An internet forum tells of a husband-to-be who believes that he is not able to satisfy his fiancé. He explains that his fiancé regularly enjoys sex with another man. 

This other man's penis is much larger than his own. He is a better lover and he gives her much better sex.

This husband-to-be is very excited sexually that his fiancé wears his engagement ring, while another man regularly wears her out and leaves her sated with pleasure that he could never give her. He wants this arrangement to continue even after their marriage. And he wants to include this other man in their marriage ceremony.

A number of posters responded positively to this. So apparently, it struck a nerve. Among those were several posters reporting as women. Some of those responses will be the basis of the next several posts. Grammar has been adjusted for readability, but care has been taken to preserve the meaning of the text as it was posted.

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'Somehow, I wish you could talk to my husband and convince him to let me have Ryan. Ryan works for him, and we are hot for each other. We want each other so bad! He is several years younger than me. He is even younger than my husband's son by his third marriage. When we’re together, we flirt. We have played ‘kissy-face’ and ‘rub-rub’ when nobody at the office was there to see us. I wish my husband thought like you do! Then Ryan and I could really go at it seriously!'

'I have even thought about eventually having Ryan's baby. I've thought about how hot it would be to fling with him for a while, then have a real affair, and then have him make me pregnant. But I don't know if I could start that. I think my husband would see how hot Ryan gets me whenever we’re together. I'm just afraid that if I let it start, I wouldn’t be able to control myself with Ryan. I’d end up mounting him every time we were together.'

'Still, my husband knows that I play with other men; but he doesn't know when or with whom. And I don't tell him because he doesn't want to know. He wants it private to cause him no embarrassment in the business world, or at church, or among friends.'

'So far I've been very good at that. If I did something and my husband knew, I might be in trouble. But reading these posts and seeing how lucky your girl is – that makes me think seriously about Ryan and how delicious he is [and a few others also]. If Ryan really made a serious move on me, I doubt I could resist, especially since I think Ryan has (oh my!) ................a gigantic cock, like her boyfriend. LUCKY!!!!!!!! So what you’re doing makes me want to be like your girl!'
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