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Dark Desires

Foreword: This is a true story and is one of my longest and darkest fantasies. I had an extremely difficult time finding gifs to go with my story, I guess because of the subject matter. I must be even more dark and twisted than even I realized.

I’ve been on orgasm denial for the past 2 weeks, by order of my husband. We were getting ready to have sex the other night. He decided to put Om on YouTube. I don’t know if you’ve ever listened to their music, but I find it dark and erotic. It brought to mind one of my darkest fantasies, so as I was getting ready to suck on my husband’s cock, I decided to seductively talk about my fantasy.

I slowly licked from the base to the tip then told him how the music made me wish I was laying on a table, dressed only in a robe, in the center of a huge room, light only with candles, as men wearing black robes and strange masks slowly entered the room and surrounded the table.

Then I licked his cock several more times, taking it deep in my throat until I gag to myself creating a lot of slimy spit so that I could continue to stroke his dick as I talked to him.

There are no voices in the room, only the sound of the music. The men start to move in closer to me. I feel their hands starting to touch me. there are many hands all over my body, slowly opening my robe, exposing my naked body. My nipples are being lightly tugged and pulled on as I feel my legs being spread apart. there is a masked man on either side of me holding my legs apart as more and more hands touch my body. I let out a whimper as I feel a set of fingers now circling my clit and another set of hands entering my pussy.

My husband’s cock is growing harder the more I describe my fantasy. Once again I take his cock into my mouth and slowly swallow it down my throat. he moans loudly and starts fucking my mouth.

My pussy is so wet at this point. Talking about my fantasy, having my mouth filled with his cock, and having been denied an orgasm for the past 2 weeks has me on the edge of exploding. He pulls his dick from my mouth so I can continue telling him my fantasy.

As I lay on the table, I look around the room and I see you on a balcony that goes all the way around the room. You are just watching everything, watching my body being fondled by these faceless and nameless men, as though you are in some sort of trance. I see a woman, also wearing a mask, walk up to you. she lowers herself to her knees right in front of you, unzip your pants, and takes you into her mouth. you start thrusting your hips forcing yourself into her but never taking your eyes off of me the entire time.

Suddenly, in a ritualistic movement, the men back away from me, making way for one man, maybe the leader, to come forward. He’s wearing a hooded animal mask. He spreads my legs and runs his fingers along my pussy, almost as if he is just making sure I am sufficiently prepared for him. Still, no words are spoken as he pushes himself into me, making me gasp loudly.

He fucks me slowly and methodically and with great strength. His cock is thick and long and I feel as though I’m being torn apart. I can’t stop it from happening, and I don’t want to. I am moaning uncontrollably. I am lost in ecstacy, unable to think of anything except being claimed by this mighty beast. He is fucking me forcably, faster and faster until he starts growling. I feel his cock expanding inside my pussy as he sprays ribbon after ribbon of hot cum deep inside me, causing me to explode with my own orgasm. My husband had to pull my hand away from his dick because he was getting too excited from listening to my story. He told me that he was going to fuck me now, but that I was, under no circumstances, allowed to have an orgasm tonight. He said that he liked this dark side of me and felt like continued denial would help that part of me grow. as he thrust his cock into my pussy, I continued with my story.

The man wearing the hooded mask, finished with me, back away, and other men step forward. One by one, they all use my body for their pleasure. I look up to the balcony just in time to see you spray your cum all over the woman who had been sucking your cock. You still do not look at her. You stay focused on what is happening to me.

I lost count of how many men fucked me, each one as powerful as the one before, depositing load after load of seed into my body. I am helpless to stop them. As I look around the room, I see that there is a crowd of people, all just watching, like I am on exhibition. I am moved to my knees now and forced to suck cock after cock. Each one just as big as the one before. Each man would push his dick down my throat until my lips were touching his balls. I felt used, filthy, violated, and could only hope that it would happen again.

My husband was fucking my ass at this point. He put a pillow over my head, muffling my moans and reminding me not to cum. He fucked my ass hard and without remorse until he erupted inside me. I don’t know when he will let me cum again. I really need an orgasm, but at the same time, I don’t want one. I want him to tell me no, to keep me always wanting more.

I’m A Dirty Whore Who Likes To Cum All The Time

July 2018

John has been a bit more assertive lately about my denial. I’ve really been on my own the past several months because of his work and classes. I’ve been able to edge when I want, for as long as I want, and I’ve also allowed myself orgasms…when I want.

Imagine my surprise when, while on vacation this past week, my husband said to me as we were having sex, “you know you’re not allowed to cum, right?” Seeing the baffled look on my face he said, “you think I don’t know what a greedy whore you’ve been the past couple of months, allowing yourself all those orgasms?” There’s something about being called a greedy whore that makes my pussy throb. He started thrusting hard into me saying, “do you like that? Dirty whore.” I begged him to allow me to cum. He stopped and pulled out. He told me to get on my knees and bend over. He then spanked my ass until it was good and red and I was yelling out in pain.

When he stopped, he asked me if I still wanted to cum. Of course I said no. He told me to tell him I didn’t want to cum and every time I got close I had to tell him that I didn’t want to cum. Then he spread my legs and started licking my pussy. “I love licking this dirty whore pussy. Do you like when I lick that pussy, whore?” “Mmmmmmm…fuck yes…oh God…mmmmmm….pleeaasseee” “Please what, whore?” Whimpering I said, “please, I don’t want to cum.” He was relentless and licked right around my clit as he slid a finger into my dripping pussy. “Please, please, please, please, I don’t want to cummmmmmm.” He slowed down and started licking so lightly that I could barely feel it. John looked at me and said, “I was going to let you cum, but since you keep telling me you don’t want to, I’ll just use you until I’m ready to cum.” “Nooooo, but I do want to cum.” As he continued barely licking all around my clit, but not directly on my clit, he said, “Ok, you can cum.”

“But….I …. I can’t feel it…please…” “I don’t understand, you said you wanted to cum, I told you to cum. I guess you must not be horny enough.” “But I am, I swear I am.” “I’ll tell ya what, if you can suck my cock like a good girl, and swallow every drop, I’ll let you cum.” So of course, being the good girl I am, I sucked his cock for all it was worth and he shot his load down my throat.

I was so horny. I love sucking the cum from my husband’s cock and hearing him moan. He told me to get up on my knees and use the vibrator to masturbate myself while he watched. I eagerly grabbed the vibrator and as I was putting it on my clit he said, “when you’re getting ready to cum, I want you to say, I’m a dirty whore who likes to cum all the time, John.” I felt humiliated but I was more aroused than ever. He got his phone and started recording me as I moaned over and over how I was a dirty whore. My body convulsed with a powerful orgasm.

When it was over, I collapsed on to the bed, still out of breath. John stopped recording and said he hoped I enjoyed it because it would be awhile before my next orgasm.

Earliest Fantasies

As a child, when I would masturbate, I remember fantasizing as I rubbed my clit, that I was tied to a bed, in a cabin, in the woods. Isolated. Alone. Men would come and go and use me as they wanted for their pleasure. Sometimes there would be more than one man at a time. One would have his cock in my mouth while the other would fuck my ass. If I screamed too loudly, I would get beat, slapped, spanked, and spit on. These thoughts would bring me to an orgasm very quickly…but even then, at that young age, I would stay on that edge for hours before allowing myself to climax.

In this cabin was one man who stayed at all times. He was, for lack of a better word, my caretaker. He would run my bath water, wash my body and my hair, tend to my bruises, feed me, and show me how to be pleasing to men. He would use his cock to show me what men liked. He used force as he abused my holes because this is what the other men expected from me. But every once in a while, he would be gentle and allow me to experience pleasure. He said it was good for me to see what I was missing so that I would crave it. He said that men preferred their objects to be desperate and needy. Sometimes during a lesson, I would accidentally have an orgasm. These are the times I would be severely punished. He said he did not enjoy hurting me but stern discipline is the only way I would learn the skills necessary to keep me protected. Essentially, it was his job to keep me safe. As long as I did exactly what he said, I would be ok.

During my fantasies, I imagined being harshly punished in order to mold me into the perfect object to be used by men. I believed then, as I do now, that being pleasing for men is something a woman should strive for. If it pleases a man to inflict pain, the woman should gratefully endure the pain, and thank him afterwards for caring enough about her to take the time to teach her.

Sometimes he would use rope, other times he would use handcuffs to restrict me. My legs were always spread for easy access. Sometimes I would be blindfolded and he would use various objects to play with my clit and shove in my pussy. He would instruct me to lay motionless and in complete silence as he brought me to the edge of a forbidden orgasm. My time alone with my imaginary man was special. He taught me the true pleasure of submission. Using only his hands, he would fondle my breasts while teasing my pussy. That alone would bring me to an orgasm. He would tell me to beg him to allow me to cum, only to be told no. He would edge my pussy until my wetness dripped from his hand.

I became his obedient slave. My focus was his pleasure and what seemed to bring him the most pleasure was watching me be used by multiple men at the same time.

My pussy would throb knowing how turned on he got watching other men use me. I would rub my clit so fast thinking about being used. The men in my fantasies did not care if I had an orgasm. They didn’t come to that cabin to treat me like a lady. They came there to live out their deepest, darkest desires, to be able to act like real men and take their pleasure from this object.

As a young girl, masturbating to these thoughts would eventually lead me to orgasm because I didn’t have the discipline then that I do now. My question is, why on Earth, as a child just discovering masturbation, would my fantasies be so dark? And believe me, they have only increased over time.

I Think I May Be A Slut

According to Wikipedia, this is the definition of a slut:

My Tumblr journey began when I was trying to find other women like me. Women who wanted nothing more in the world than to see their husbands fucking other women. My desire to see him pleasuring another woman became, and still is, an obsession for me. I know there are different types of cuckqueans and honestly, I don’t know in which category I belong. Sometimes I fantasize about him cheating on me and me not even knowing at first. Other times I imagine watching him fuck her while telling me how much better she is. She completely takes my place and I become their servant. The more humiliating, the wetter I get.

And yet other times, I want to join in and give our cuckcake as much love, attention, and pleasure as my husband is giving her. Finally there are the times that I want them to make love to each other and forget that I exist.

Of course one thing always seems to lead to another. When people started reading my stories, some of which are true, others just fantasies, I started getting messages from some of you. (I truly enjoy hearing from all of you so keep writing!) I’ve spoken with many queans and some cakes. These conversations have made me super curious about what it would be like to be with a woman. I mean, I love women. We are beautiful sexual beings. The hair, soft skin, breasts, smooth legs, shaved fun parts. I find myself wanting to be tangled up in bed with one for a sexual encounter. My husband would love that!

Yes. I really need this to become reality for me. So, along with the world of being a cuckquean, also comes orgasm denial. I was able to go 69 days and loved every torturous minute of it. My husband and I had the best sex of our lives when I was denied orgasms. Denial turned me into the complete submissive wife I’ve always wanted to be. Although I am a career woman, I would like nothing more than to be a housewife. Completely domestic. Like Ward and June Cleaver. If I get out of line, I would like for my husband to remind me of my proper place with the use of physical punishments when necessary.

I believe that my role as my husband’s wife is to put his wants, needs, and desires first. His pleasure is what matters to me. I will do whatever I can to make sure that he is completely satisfied. I truly believe that this thinking is what makes me want to watch him being pleased by another woman. What man doesn’t want his wife’s blessing to fuck other women? His pleasure is my pleasure.

My husband’s biggest fantasy is to see me become a hot wife. He wants to watch me being pleased by another man or men. Because pleasing my husband is so important to me, I want to do this for him. So I am willing to spread my legs for strangers to fuck me, solely for my husband’s enjoyment.

He has even told me that the only way I will be permitted to have an orgasm is when I fuck another man, or better yet, other men at the same time. I don’t know if it’s my selfish desire to have an orgasm, or if I really am a slut, but this is what I imagine doing…for my husband of course.

June…Oh Yes!

My longest orgasm denial time was 68 days. It ended in May. Since then I have been enjoying orgasm after glorious orgasm. It seems that I no longer have the self discipline to stop myself from going over the edge. I am experimenting with what gives me the best orgasm. So far I have discovered that edging 1 day, and then building up to an edge the next day and riding that edge for about 2 hours before slowly circling my clit with my middle finger gives me the most amazing orgasm. Very powerful and lasting an eternity. I encourage all of you to give it a try. Not having orgasms is great, but right now, having orgasms is far greater. Maybe because I know so many of you are NOT having them. I will think about each of you as I have my next orgasm…tonight.

Shame On Me

5/6/18

After 68 days without an orgasm, my emotions got the best of me. I gave in. I caved. Surrendered. I love the idea of permanent orgasm denial. The thought of it excites me but I just can’t handle the reality. I had an orgasm last night. It was incredible. I mean body shaking, mind shattering, take your breath away amazing.

I was on top, we had a good rhythm going. It was feeling so good. Then it happened. I lifted up a little too far and when I came back down, his cock went right in my ass and I turn into a dirty minded, fuck me in the ass, little slut. I started moving faster. I was going to cum. To my credit, I did try to stop but my husband growled in my ear, “just cum!” I am an obedient wife after all.

My husband had intended on continuing after I had my orgasm but I guess him hearing, seeing, and feeling me orgasm after 68 days got the best of him. My evening ended with an ass full of his cum. Perfect.

I expected today to feel a drop in arousal and mood but it hasn’t happened yet. I think I learned that long term denial, as arousing an idea that it is, is just not for me. I will be taking a short break from denial and when I’m ready to start again, it will be shorter denial periods for this girl.

I’m sure some of you will be disappointed for me. Please don’t be. I’m really ok with this and feel good about my decision. Some of you might be disappointed IN me. Well that makes me sad so go away😊

Any Volunteers?

I don’t really want to wait 23 more days to have an orgasm. This has been an ongoing issue the duration of my denial. He’s too busy with school and work. School especially must take priority right now. I get it! But that doesn’t change the fact that denial is not enjoyable for me if I am all alone in it. I’ve been thinking about cumming. I was wondering if anyone would like to help me with that?

Aching Desire

April 17, 2018

Today is 50 days without an orgasm! 50 days. To some, that’s nothing, to others, it probably sounds like an eternity. Each day brings a new realization to me and a deeper ache unlike anything I have ever known. I sent a message to John today telling him about my accomplishment and his response was, “wow! That’s pretty fuckin awesome. I knew you were a good girl!”

Hearing those words from him, knowing he’s proud of me, makes me want to give up orgasms permanently. My denial is making me so submissive and obedient. I want to please my husband now more than I ever have. He has recently started talking to a stunning young lady. They do some serious sexting and she sends me beautiful messages putting me in my place. She reminds me that she is superior in every way.

As if that’s not enough to keep me desperately aroused 24 hours a day, John has sent me videos the past 2 mornings, while I was at work, of him jerking off. FUCK. Nothing in my life has turned me on as much as watching him slowly stroking his cock, teasing, edging. Just enough to spill a single drop of cum then stopping as that one drop slides down his pulsing cock. FUCK. I could almost taste it. Then he continues, erotically and passionately using his hand to fuck his cock to a slow intense build up that leads to an eruption of cum. A moan escapes my mouth as I watch. He moans and his body twitches from his orgasm.

I have watched these videos repeatedly while edging the past 2 days. All I can think is how amazing it is that after almost 11 years, I am still swept away by my husband. I told John that nothing has made me want to orgasm more in my entire life than watching him jerk off. He quickly reminded me that cumming is something he does, not me. I am seriously looking forward to see how desperate and needy I become with each passing day of denial!

His Domestic Goddess Denial Cuckquean

April 12, 2018

I discovered Tumblr as I was searching for cuckquean gifs to send to my husband. I soon created my own Tumblr blog and continued my search for all things cuckquean. I am absolutely fascinated by cheating husbands. I appreciate men who know it takes a variety of women to satisfy all of their sexual needs. This obsession soon lead me to reading about orgasm denial which, at first, I thought no way in hell would I ever do that. I mean who would willingly give up orgasms?? They feel way too good! I am now on day 45 without an orgasm! Yay me. It turns out that not having an orgasm feels so much better than having an orgasm. This obsession has lead me to many discoveries but they are for another story at some other time. I have been actively looking for a cuckcake for me and my husband. I had all but given up hope when I received a message the other day from a beautiful woman who said she thinks my cuckquean fantasy is “fucking hot”. She also lives in Maryland and said that she would love to give my husband the pleasure he denies from me! I gave her my husband’s cell number and they have been texting. She is sexy as fuck and only 24 years old, exactly half my age! She sends me taunting messages that keep my pussy a throbbing wet mess. One thing denial does for me is increases my desire to please my husband sexually. This need is amplified knowing that there is another woman who wants to fuck my husband. I find myself thinking about my husband all of the time. 2 weeks ago, he gave me a task of scrubbing the kitchen floor on my hands and knees while naked, before I could edge. I took pictures and sent them to him at work. He was extremely pleased and gave me permission to edge. Traditional husband/wife roles excite and arouse me and I’ve been asking my husband to assign me household tasks. Earlier this week, I had to vacuum our rec room, naked, while he watched me.

When I was finished, I went to the couch where he was sitting, and sat on the floor beside his legs and leaned on him, looking up at him. Completely obedient. Nothing has ever felt more right in my life. I was in my rightful place as his wife. I sat like that for about half an hour. We had some really good conversation which lead to some incredible sex. There was a special closeness that night with lots of eye contact. I was on the edge. I wanted to cum so desperately. I told him I wanted to. I really thought he was going to let me, but instead he said, “you know you can’t have orgasms now that we have a cuckcake. All of your pleasure will go to her. Don’t you agree?” Hearing those words come from his mouth, with all the love in the world, almost pushed me over the edge. Yes, of course I agreed. He’s absolutely right. She will get everything I am denied. He then pulled out of me and sprayed his warm load all over my face and in my mouth. He told me how much he loved me and how grateful he felt to have such an obedient wife. When we first started seeing each other, John told me I was his goddess and he has truly treated me like that for the past 11 years. He told me Monday that he got me a surprise and it should arrive on Wednesday. Something to help me with my domestic responsibilities. I was so happy. John is really getting into all of this! When I got home yesterday, he told me my surprise was on the bed. It was an apron.

I was giddy with excitement. He said that when he gives me cleaning tasks from now on, I am to wear the apron with nothing on underneath. I must be the luckiest wife in the entire world.

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My Body Aches To Watch Him With Her

I have loved him for 10 years and have been married for just over 1 year. There’s never been another man in my life with whom I’ve been able to share my deepest desire. I was embarrassed about it for a long time, thinking there was something wrong with me. I had to be some kind of freak. I wanted desperately to watch this man I love with every fiber of my being, having sex with another woman while being denied sexual pleasure from him.

This desire consumes my every thought. It has become an obsession that has my panties wet all the time. He wants to watch me me another man but I have no interest in other men. My only interest is in seeing him sexually please other women and watching him as he is pleased by them in return.

At first, I want them to pretend I’m not even there. My presence in insignificant. I want to watch as he slowly kisses her neck and then moves down and gently pulls her nipples with his teeth before moving down her stomach and teasing her with his tongue. He can work magic with his tongue. I want him to pull her pussy lips open and watch as he licks up, down, and around her clit. I want to see her as she gasps in with ecstasy and starts grinding into my husband’s face.

I want to see her sex juice all over his face when he lifts his head. I want to hear her uncontrollable moans as he sends shockwaves through her entire body. I can’t help it, I know I’m not supposed to, but I touch myself. I’m so aroused watching my husband make another woman cum. My pussy is literally aching with desire.

Now it’s my husband’s turn. I wait with anticipation as she gets on her knees in front of the man I love. The pre cum is hanging from his cock. God, I want to taste it. I want to lick it off of him but I know it’s not for me. Tonight, a far more deserving woman will taste my husband’s juice.

As she takes his cock into her mouth, I feel like I’m going to explode, but I know better. I am only allowed to edge. My pussy is dripping wet as she expertly blows my husband’s dick. The look on his face is pure lust. I can see the animal coming out in him and I know that the moment I have been waiting for for so long is finally going to happen. My husband is going to put his throbbing cock into another woman’s pussy. This woman is beautiful and firm. Long dark hair, size C breasts which are 100% real and don’t sag. She has a perfect body. I know her pussy is going to be nice and tight around his cock. He held her close and kissed her, lightly biting on her bottom lip as he pulled away. She laid on the bed and spread her legs so that I could see how wet she was. And now, it was about to happen, my husband was going to slide his cock into another woman’s pussy for the first time in 10 years and the most excited person, the most sexually aroused person in that room, was me.

Both my husband and the woman he was fucking moaned as he entered her. My breathing became heavier as I continued to become more and more aroused. The kook on my husband’s face was animalistic. They fucked in every possible position. Then my husband looked at me and told me to get on the bed. I was so excited because I thought that he was going to fuck me as well. But instead, he had me lay on my stomach and the other woman straddled me with her ass facing my husband. He rammed her from behind with such force. The entire bed moved and the pressure of their movements caused me to have a mind-blowing orgasm.

He continued fucking her like this until she moaned in ecstasy. My husband told me that I needed to beg her to cum all over his dock, so I did. I told her that I wanted her to cover his cock with her creamy juices. She came hard. They finished there encounter with my husband spraying his cum down the crack of her ass as I stopped it all as it fell down over her hot swollen pussy. She told me that the only way I would be getting my husband’s cum from now on would be as it dripped from her pussy or asshole. It was an incredible night and I look forward to many more.

This is the first story I posted on Tumblr. So far, my cuckquean fantasy is just that, a fantasy. However, a stunningly beautiful and much younger woman contacted me today and said she would love to fuck my husband. We’ve had some great conversation so far and my mind is in overdrive now. Being denied an orgasm for the past 40 days is only adding to my arousal and desperation. This beauty said she would be more than happy to take the pleasure I’m being denied!♥️