Erotica

I like Namio Harukawa’s work.

More can be found here as well as various other site over internet-lad,  and a fan site with live homages here!

Enjoy!

It’s almost time…

for Valentine’s!

I need to start shopping for a “Happy Handjob Day” card

Kisses,
Pearl

Fitness, my kind

This last weekend hubby & I attended one of our local fetish nights where I met this woman, Miss Divine, who was talking about her business as a dominant personal trainer. Her website is GymDomina.com and it’s a great idea!

I asked her if she’s had experience with cuckolding and was very happy with her response so I’ll be sending Richard to see her very, very soon. Either that or I’ll sign myself up and he can come and watch *grin*

Life, never boring

Kisses,
Pearl

Who’s Kink Is It Anyway?

Let’s be honest, Cuckolding is a cuckold directed fetish.

I’m going to use the traditional male/female references here even though I know of, and appreciate,  the plethora of gender and sexuality identities out there that cuckold each other.

Anway, what was I saying? Oh, right. If a women was to truly cuckold her husband it would be devastating. Really, trust would be destroyed, values devalued, assumptions and habits questioned and possibly drama created from the “bull”.  I don’t believe any woman (don’t prove me wrong Internet!) would willingly decide they wanted their husbands to become cuckolds. I think the women who make their husbands one do so out of their own desire to get what they want regardless of the consequences. They are cheaters, or, they are Mistresses/Dominatrixes.

The more common scenario is of a man who wants his wife to sleep with someone stronger/bigger/more dominant/better looking than him in order to get a dose of specific humiliation.

But here’s the kicker, it only works if the wife is willing to play the part. What I see most often is the husband searching online & in RL for “bulls” for his wife. Setting up dates &  planning scenarios.
This is called “topping from the bottom” and if the woman isn’t assertive enough, commanding enough, then it doesn’t work for the husband, he’s not being cuckolded. Am I wrong?

So, here’s my dilemma. My husband wants to be cuckolded so badly it takes up a large part of his brainspace just thinking about it. I on the other hand want him to lay the fuck off my sex life. It’s mine and isn’t that what he wants me to think and feel? He’s not going to be cuckolded if he keeps sending me online profiles of bulls because he knows deep down that it’s all his idea. I am a Dominant and I can role play but cuckolding has very distinct specifications.

Last night I told him I was going upstairs to masturbate and then to go to bed while he was still working late into the night. This morning he “suggested” that next time I can invite a booty call over while he’s working and do the same thing, tell him I’m going to come then go to bed.

CH does not understand that him “suggesting” a scenario for MY sex life makes it, in effect, HIS sex life and that, dear readers, just won’t do.

I don’t think he’s ready to accept what  a real cuckold is, I think he’s still rooted in fantasy.

/rant

 

Kisses,
Pearl

 

Accidental Cuckoldress

I am a cuckoldress because my husband makes me one. I am a cuckoldress because my husband sexuality stems from being submissive, being humilated, used and “cheated on”. CH is admirable true to himself. He knows what he likes and what he wants and he lives authentically. He likes, he needs, to be cuckolded and he married someone who likes, needs, to have sex with other people. Win-Win situation right?
Except it can be frustrating to meet someone I can’t wait to knock boots with and then have to include CH. I have to adapt my extracurricular sex life to this new lifestyle. Even if it’s just in small ways (pun intended) like locking him up before I go out or telling him about it when I get back.

This also is why I am a cuckoldress. I would be fucking other men regardless if CH accepted it or not.  When I do it generally has nothing to do with my marriage. Just me. I am gloriously selfish and demanding when it comes to my sex.  This is where CH is truly cuckolded, is he not?

I am finally coming to terms with my place in this kink. I began this relationship knowing that my husband was kinky and an amazing fuck. We did everything; spankings, bondage, strap-on, wrestling, flogging etc. I knew I could count on him to work me over if I needed it. Now, well, now he’s locked up when we go out which is ironic because he usually has the most beautiful cock in the room. Oh, the lost cause lol

So now I’m a cuckoldress not just because my husband is a self-identified cuckold, not just because I sleep around regardless of his feelings but also by choice.

Coming to terms with this lifestyle has been trying at times but nowhere as near as difficult as trying to find a “bull” that I actually feel comfortable with. The search continues though, wish me luck!

Kisses,
Pearl

We met an expert bull

I was told to sit naked on a chair facing the bed and sit on my hands, my penis sticking straight up begging to be touched, while a dominant man’s big thick cock took all the pleasures of my young wife’s body.

It’s about time we met someone who knew what they were doing when it comes to cuckold play. It’s not surprising he was all the way from San Fransisco where being open and finding what you ask for isn’t as big of a deal as it seems to be here in Vancouver where straight swinging or complete  immersion into BDSM is the en masse titillation.

Online introductions began with my wife and him – as it should be. I never talked to him prior to meeting in person. The two of them are the ones who need to be comfortable with each other. There is no other way to do this for us. If, for some reason it didn’t work out that he was comfortable with me then I simply would have been left out and either made to listen outside, made to watch on cam, made to go home or sit in the hotel lounge and wait. Most times, the guy wants nothing to do with me. The scene is only between my wife and I after the fact. This is not up to me and it’s all part of being a cuckold.

He was in town for an weekend and a bit. We met in the lounge of the hotel he was staying at downtown. I say he is an expert because he knew enough to ask information about us and what we like. This is called ‘negotiation‘ and is a common prequel to safe BDSM scenes and should be a part of any sexual scene, swinging or otherwise. We also had great conversation which, if nothing else, would have been enough of a good time right there. He was bright and we felt at home.

He knew the right moves and she had the right responses and the scene progressed slowly from the lounge to his room.

I am not going to recount every detail here. There are fantasy sites for that. I will give some highlights. Some things that were different and new to us. For one, right at the start I was asked to get naked, go into the bathroom and wank off onto a little hand towel. They laughed when I came back 40 seconds later. Having already been made to cum made zero difference in my arousal. Although I was hard all the way through the scene, the pre-jerking made sure it wasn’t a raging hard on and that I would not be impatient.

At one point he put his boots on my lap which acted as a chastity device, keeping my arousal at bay.

This was the first cuckold experience we had where they both laughed and pointed at me. It was a humiliation scene that I had never experienced before this. I am a lucky man to be married to such a young beautiful wife. What a fun life we lead.

Post Secret

This came out of the Sunday Secret’s post today and I had to chuckle.

My husband is a lucky man.

From the email Bag: I want to sleep with other men but I don’t want you to sleep with other women

We got an email. OK, we get lots of email. We try to answer it as best we can, that is, the stuff that doesn’t go directly into spam (Which I discovered is quite frequent). I asked this person if we could post their email here. Which they said was fine, as long as I didn’t include the email address. Keep in mind, we would never post your email address or name.

So here’s the plan: A new category called “Email Bag”. Because most of the emails we get are asking advice we thought heck, why not try and answer some of it here where it benefits everyone reading. We’re not professionals and don’t pretend to be but we have our experience. Here is the first installment. First the email, then our response.

Hi,

The material on your blog rocks. It’s helped me understand my feelings a lot. Thank you!

My wife and I are seriously talking about opening up our marriage. The entire time she has said, “I want to sleep with other men but I don’t want you to sleep with other women.” I said, “Yeah right” until I read about cuckold. To my surprise this really turns me on. I’ve done a ton of reading (and jerking off thinking about it) and I’m sold. However the idea of not sleeping with other women, while she fucks other guys just pisses me off. How could you give up fucking other women for this? I mean it’s hot but it just seems like to high a price. Any advice you could give me would be much appreciated. Personally, I think your answer would be a great blog post for your site. It’s what I was looking for but didn’t find.

Thanks for your time in advance =)

Richard’s Response:

Most guys who read this blog would give their left nut to be in your position. Am I right guys? If there ever was a time to comment, here it is. Let me read it again just to be sure. Yup, your wife wants to have sex with other men while you remain faithful to her. I don’t know where to start. How about; You lucky bastard.

If you have been jerking off over the thought of cuckolding and cuckolding is about not sleeping with women while your wife plays around then it’s cuckolding you want. The alternative (you sleeping with women too) is called swinging (yawn). Swinging is something you’re not going to do with respect to your wife’s wishes. So I guess cuckolding it is!

I wanted to say, just try it her way for a month. but then realized that would be mean because once they start there’s no stopping them.

The fact it pisses you off sounds like a normal reaction to me. In fact, I’m willing to bet that if you tried swinging she would end up with more guys than you would women to a ratio of about 10:1. Women always have an easier time getting laid than men. Does that piss you off? It does me. It would be great to be a big bull alpha male landing ladies (including other men’s wives) all the time. In my earlier years the thought of any girlfriend sleeping with another was enraging. Looking back I recognize it as ego. Oh the fun I could have had if my ego didn’t get in the way. I am going to suggest this might be what you’re battling here.

The reason I can admit to not being a panty removing alpha male today is because my self esteem and self worth have replaced my ego. I have found an erotically charged passionate place that has her and I madly in love with each other. I am her best friend and she is mine. I love looking after her and being her main man and rock from which she can explore from.

Besides, if we were all so OK with cuckolding, would it be erotic anymore?

Pearl’s Response:

Good question. Richard’s response sounds like he’s telling you to suck it up and be grateful. Bullshit. He’s just amazingly lucky that he finds it kinky that I sleep around…

But honestly, in the beginning I had a difficult time with the idea of dear hubby sleeping with other women, it took me years in fact, to get over it. In the meantime we played with others together or with pre-approved scenarios (designed with keeping my feelings from being hurt in any way).  So I understand, BUT, just as I came around I think you’re wife might as well. It will take some time but I wouldn’t give up hope. After all, nothing is constant in life expect change.

I’d caution not to push it to hard though because that might make her even more protective of her self interests, if she feels they are threatened by your desires.

Oh, and now? I have had to take matters into my own hands, since allowing dear hubby to sleep with other women he hasn’t been able to find anyone  on his own who would be willing!
All I need is for someone to take him off my freakin’ hands for a night or two and get him out of my hair!

Who me?

I am a cuckoldress because I have sex with other men whether my husband likes it or not.

I am also a cuckoldress because my husband, for some reason that I find astounding and hard to imagine, gets off on the fact that someone else is fucking his wife.

There is an important distinction to make here and I think that it’s about who’s needs are being met.

I’ll post more but time’s short, I”m meeting R in about an hour and I should really shave my legs.

I seem to find the men that love giving face, not that I”m complaining

-Pearl

Killing Johnny Fry

I was at my local library searching for a good mystery/detective novel to spend some time with. Usually I go straight for P.D. James or Dashiell Hammett and take a quick look for Walter Mosely, (he’s surprisingly harder to find in the libraries around here), as I did this time.

What I like about Mr. Mosley’s novels is that he’s able to create an environment where I, a young, Caucasian modern day Canadian women, can relate to Easy Rawlins, an older African-American man living in 1950′s LA. That takes some great characterization and clever writing (Unlike Patricia Cornwell’s Kay Scarpetta character whom I not only don’t relate to but is too “perfect” to be believable).

I digress.

I found a pile of Walter Mosley novels at this particular small library branch  and one novel in particular was smaller than the rest of them, Killing Johnny Fry.

This was serendipitous.

Killing Johnny Fry is not a mystery novel so much as a exploration of what happens when we expand our sexual boundaries.
It was hot, it was sexy, it was raw and it felt real.

One reviewer wrote:
“… Killing Johnny Fry is the story of how he eventually does. It starts when he spies his longtime girlfriend, Joelle, having rough sex with Johnny on the living room floor. She doesn’t know Cordell is watching, and he doesn’t let on, but he feels emasculated. The trauma of betrayal transforms this middle-aged New Yorker into a depraved (though kindhearted) beast with a relentless erection.”
Tracy Quan

I became so submerged in this novel that I would resurface only for air and to masturbate, at the end of it all I was inspired to lock hubby up and re-read the last chapter with his face between my thighs *grin*

I recommend this erotic, highly charged novel, to be read at night with no clothes on

-Pearl