There’s nothing better than to walk up the steps to my bedroom door to find my husband being fucked by a beautiful woman. Standing there, watching them lost in pleasure and listening to their moans, before I even realize what I’m doing, I find my hand down my pants, rubbing my clit. I’m so wet at the sight of my husband making love to another woman. Their pleasure building, moans getting louder, thrusting is deeper, then she says, “cum in me, cum in my pussy…mmmmmmm…” It’s enough to push me over the edge as my husband unloads his seed deep inside her.
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.
We are going to tell my wife about us tonight, after dinner. I will take her upstairs, strip her, and tie her to the chair. I will shove my cock in her mouth until I’m hard. Then you will walk into the bedroom, naked. Seeing you will make my cock throb in her mouth. I’ll look down at her and thank her for getting my dick ready for you. I’ll kiss you passionately before telling my wife that you and I have fallen in love and you will be moving in. She can move her things to the spare room after she watches us make love. Yes baby, let me feel your orgasm all over my fingers. Mmmmm…you make my cock so hard it almost hurts. My wife never made me feel this way. I can’t wait until she watches me fuck your incredible body!
Consequences
When you hear the moaning of your husband and his girlfriend as they fuck in the room next to yours, you have to touch yourself.
You edge repeatedly, rubbing that clit like the pathetic cuckquean you are.
You don’t mean to let it happen, but after 8 months without an orgasm, and watching your husband fuck his girlfriend everyday, you accidentally go over the edge, and you don’t even pull your hand away. You enjoy a full orgasm.
When you finally open your eyes, you see them both standing there, smirking at you. In a Stern voice, your husband tells you to stand up and bend over the table.
You knew that what was about to happen was going to bring you to tears. He’s not easy on you just because you are his wife, if anything, he uses more force because you need to learn. Desperate cuckquean wives don’t get to cum. When they do, the consequences are severe.
Making Her Feel Special
If you are fortunate enough to find a woman who will not only fuck your husband, but will also remind you of your place, do everything you can to keep her.
Pamper her. Treat her special. Tell her you are grateful that someone as young and beautiful as her is there to satisfy the needs of your husband. Needs that you can’t fulfill.
As you massage her firm young breasts, whisper how happy you are that she even allows you to touch her.
Take her breast into your mouth. Gently pull on her nipple. Tell her how much she means to you. Touch her body the way your husband touches her body.
Hold her from behind close to you. rub between her legs, feel her wetness as you tell her how much you love watching her fuck your husband. How he tells you how tight her pussy is on his cock.
Allow her to smother your face with her pussy. Taste her juices flowing into your mouth as you tell her about how your husband can’t even feel his cock in your used up hole.
You need her to make your husband feel like a man. Thank her for denying your pussy of orgasms. Beg her to never allow you to have another orgasm as you grind your pussy to hers.
But most importantly, move out of the way when it is time for your husband to make love to this beautiful woman who has taken your place.
You Love It
You obsess about the idea of your man having sex with another woman. It’s all you think about. It distracts and consumes you. It makes your pussy wet. You’ve played out hundreds of scenarios in your mind. Walking in and seeing your husband’s cock in another woman’s mouth. The look on his face. You are the furthest thing from his mind.
But that doesn’t matter to you. The only thing that matters is his pleasure, and she is providing that for him now. He is completely into her. Each moan that crooses his lips makes your pussy ache. You watch him as he is about to taste her sweet juices. It’s his turn to fill her body with pleasure, and there’s nothing you want more. She arches her back when she feels his tongue flicker on her clit. It takes her breath away…and yours too.
You reach down and rub your pussy as he brings her to her first climax. He lifts his head from between her legs and his face is covered in her wetness. His dick is so hard and precum hangs from the tip.
You love this. Everything about it. You can almost taste his cum, but it’s not for you tonight. Tonight he is going to spread her legs and rub his cock up and down her pussy, teasing her clit before finally sliding it inside her tight pussy.
They both moan loudly. They look so good together. They move in unison. It’s almost like this isn’t their first time. Maybe it’s not. Maybe it’s just the first time you’re seeing them. There’s so much passion.
Their bodies are so close. They have truly believe one person. The range of emotions you experience is endless. Rage, anger, jealousy, lust, desire, envy, excitement, love, arousal. You want to be the one he’s fucking, but you know he’s far more aroused by her. She even allows him to fuck her ass. Not only allows it, but begs him.
She rises her ass and takes his entire cock. He’s always wanted anal sex. She’s giving him everything he wants. You rub your pussy faster, but you only edge. You husband doesn’t like you to have orgasms. That takes away from his pleasure. You keep watching, loving them both. Loving what’s happening. His pleasure, her pleasure. Your denial. Their pace picks up. He’s going to cum. You rub your pussy and pinch your nipples, finding it difficult to hold back your own orgasm. You watch as they both cum.
He unloads his seed deep inside her pussy. He stays inside her for minutes, kissing her tenderly. They are quietly talking. What are they saying? Smiles. Laughing. More kissing. Then he lays behind her, carressing her body. Loving her. Looks like you’ll be sleeping on the couch.
I Want To Fuck Your Husband
July 4, 2018
As I scroll through Tumblr, reading all of the magnificent cuckquean blogs, knowing how desperate we are to find a woman who will make our fantasies come true, I find myself wanting to fuck your man. I want you to see the seduction.
Watch as I suck his fingers making sure to taste his wedding ring so I can hear you whimper.
I want to see you drool as I take his cock into my mouth. He’s so hard. Watch his expression as s I manuver my tongue around his dick. Has he ever been this excited when you sucked his cock?
We don’t break eye contact. Does he even care that you’re still in the room? Maybe you should go get us a drink. This is going to be a long night. I love making a man cum, but it’s way too soon. I want him to taste my arousal. Knowing I’m fucking your man while you watch makes my pussy wet. I want his tongue in that wetness.
Ohhhh…mmmmmm…..yessss. No wonder you want to share him. He has a magical tongue. He deserves to taste a sweet pussy. He obviously loves my flavor because he doesn’t stop until he has brought me to an orgasm. It’s ok, quean, you can rub your pussy, but no cumming for you! Orgasms are only for me and your husband tonight. I need to feel his cock inside me, now.
Oh my God, he feels so good. His cock is filling my wet hole. He doesn’t move yet. He allows himself to savor this feeling. I squeeze my pussy muscles tight around his throbbing dick. He moans. You start rubbing your clit a little faster. Your desperation makes my desire grow. You husband has his way with me. We fuck in every possible position.
He fucks me with more intensity with each passing minute. This man thrusts into me with passion, making me grunt and moan. He’s fucking me so hard that the bed is shaking and banging against the wall.
He picks up the pace. He’s going to cum soon.
I feel my pleasure building again. I’ve lost count of how many orgasms I’ve had at this point, but this one is going to top them all.
His cock expands and I feel him release his hot load into me as he growls and yells out in pleasure. As we catch our breath, I look over at you and smile. I know how much your pussy is aching for release. I ask you to lay on the bed as you husband gets a shower. I want to help you so I ask you to spread your legs for me. I tell you that I will rub your clit until your husband gets out of the shower. If you can cum in that amount of time, I will allow it.
You beg me to go a little faster. You’re so close….just a little faster, please. Oh no, there’s your hubby. Times up. No orgasm for you tonight! No be a good quean and go get me a snack. I’m very hungry after that workout I just had with your husband.
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.
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