“You remember the deal: If I find condoms in my purse, I start fucking him with them from day one until we break up.
And if I don’t find any, it’ll be up to me. If I want to have sex with him, I do so bare. And it stays that way until we break up.
And if I don’t want to sleep with him, we move onto the next person and I ask the question all over again. Oh my, did you just come?”
- M
I totally don’t have a date on Friday.
- H
H totally didn’t spend the better part of her long work day using the little ladies room to rub herself silly and texting me teasing games to play tonight instead of filling out important paperwork.
- M
Nope. Totally not. :)
- H
“Come on. I’m your personal assistant. I’ll do anything you tell me to do. And this position did say it comes with benefits…
So just tell me… should I text my boyfriend and say I’m working late tonight? Should I tell him I’ll be working late next week too?
Oh! And that business trip you have coming up. I almost forgot. You’ll probably need me to come along for that too. Right?”
- H
We both have an announcement to make. We want to let you all know the reason we haven’t been posting lately. It was because of how close I was getting to my ex. M and I haven’t been busier with work than usual (well we have but not an insane amount) but we’ve been especially busy with one thing on our minds and we had good reason to worry about it.
I broke up with my ex today.
I was getting far too close to him and even though M and I got intoxicated in it all (which is the major reason we weren’t posting) it was dangerous. There were times when I came close to saying or doing things that might have begun to ruin our relationship. And although we loved (and I mean absolutely intoxicated by it) it wasn’t worth it. It wasn’t worth the real consequences. We like the fantasy but it wasn’t sustainable long-term for our relationship.
So that’s where our heads are at. We stopped playing with the fantasy this week and I stopped seeing my ex sexually for a few days. We cleared our heads and realized the potential costs of the risk aren’t worth the potential benefits. I broke up with my ex today and we have no plans on going back to that.
Phew. That’s a load off both of our shoulders (M and I both have days off so we’re both at the computer writing this) and we just hope all of you are doing well. And at the end of the day M’s my boyfriend and I love him more than words can say.
We’re not sure if we’ll continue making captions all that often (maybe we’ll reblog more?) or if we’re going to calm down on the whole cuckolding thing and try a more hotwife thing. I still want to see other men but we realized lately that pain is something we’re not really into playing with as much as we used to be. We don’t want emotional humiliation or angst anymore. We both want to reach more of a sexual growth state (as one of our good tumblr friends put it) and we’re thinking about maybe a bit of a soft dom/sub or soft switch situation. We want to explore our sexual heights when it comes to ourselves.
TL;DR We enjoyed the experience with my ex but it wasn’t worth the risk. We both want to grow as people and sexual beings.
- H & M
M and I still believe aftercare is the most important part of ANY kind of sexual relationship.
We’re sorry we haven’t had enough free time to post this week so we’re going to just post a bunch of other places for you to visit in the meantime. :)
First is a blog by a lovely woman we love to follow which inspires our own captions:
laurensilkhotwife.tumblr.com
Second is two blogs about people who have written their own cuckolding books:
cuckoldinglifestyle.tumblr.com
toricooperauthor.tumblr.com
And next is five couples who just really love the lifetsyle themselves:
archandpromise.tumblr.com / crrrvygrrrl.tumblr.com
rumbledoll-hotwife.tumblr.com / fuck-yeah-cuckolding.tumblr.com
htownhwife.tumblr.com
mercurafeet.tumblr.com
cheatingcollegegirl.tumblr.com
And lastly it’s the person who wrote the story that inspired us to start our own tumblr altogether with a semi-cuckolding/Femdom story he wrote:
untilisay.tumblr.com (story here: link)
And that’s just about all the active tumblrs we follow. We hope you enjoy!
- H & M
“Today is just me and you… so… please… make me forget about him.”
Sometimes a woman doesn’t want to just have sex.
Sometimes she wants the thrill of the chase. Sometimes she wants to date someone and be seduced.
Sometimes she wants to kiss a lover. Sometimes she wants to make love and be held in his arms.
Sometimes she doesn’t want him to leave. She needs him. She yearns for him all the time.
Sometimes she wants to feel what it would be like if they were together. If she was his.
Sometimes she wants to give in to the risk… the betrayal… the feelings that could ruin everything…
- H
“She just needs to talk face to face. Just to end things.
Her boyfriend’s at work. She can’t keep cheating on him…
Today’s a risky day… they really have to stop…
She convinces herself it’s okay to text him to hurry up…
If he gets here in five minutes… it will be five hours before her boyfriend comes home…
Five hours to talk… five hours to break things off… five full hours to…”
Sometimes women just want to think with their bodies…
- H
“She had spent years masturbating thinking about the jerk jocks, arrogant coworkers, and egotistical colleagues.
Even after… or maybe especially after… her boyfriend told her to stay away from men like that.”
- H
Q
caressherthigh asked:
M, have you watched H with another guy? There is nothing quite so thrilling and arousing as to see your girl in the arms of another man, the foreplay, kissing, his hand on her thigh, the first touch of her panties, her hand on his face, etc. If you haven't M, you should. I'm sure H would like that too. Have you done this yet?
A
I’ve only seen H on the one “date” she had with her ex when he came over. It was quite a thrill to see them play and flirt and kiss, and then to hear them when the door finally closed. But other than listening to them that night, I haven’t had any interaction with her when she’s with someone else.
It’s actually been a point of quiet contention for us. On the one hand, we both like the idea of me vividly seeing her with her lover in bed. There may be nothing else like that in the world.
But on the other hand there’s something teasing and exciting about being denied the ability to watch. The anxiety and mystery mix into something arousing, because my imagination runs wild. There are so many possibilities, desires, risks, and outcomes. It’s like the games we play. Part of the fun is in the not knowing.
And in a weird way it makes me feel closer to H. It makes the moment she comes home all the more surprising and meaningful, and actually more loving as well.
There’s nothing like the feeling you get when the woman you love slides into bed with you late at night after spending an entire evening imagining and edging. There’s nothing like having her slide your fingers into her to feel the evidence of what she’s done and telling you, finally, to come.
- M
There’s also the fact that (for me at least) nothing compares to being alone with a lover. Sometimes I’m afraid I might get too anxious if I have to perform for M but the rest of the time I just prefer to be with someone else without distraction. If I knew M was right there ready to come at any moment it would split my focus. And that doesn’t help me at all.
To put it simply: I come better when M is somewhere else.
- H