And now, his side of the story.

We have heard from Mary Ann, and now let’s turn the tables a bit… here’s the point of view of their lifestyle from her cuck husband. I do want to take a moment to say, I have gotten quite attached to these two, and they are wonderful people and exceptional friends. Thanks, you two, for being in my life. Now, on to his story:

I don’t profess to be qualified to be anyone’s role model as far as being a husband or being a cuck. My only real expertise is my extreme good fortune to be married to an incredibly sweet and precious lady, Mary Ann. I have had the honor and privilege to be Mary Ann’s husband and her cuck. Mary Ann has never ever cheated on me. She has had sex with other men, without my knowledge and without my agreeing to it. However, she has never needed my permission or my approval for anything. That is not the type of marriage we have. I don’t tell her what she can or can’t do, what she can or can’t spend, or where she can or can’t go. I don’t own her; she is not my child, my serf or my property.

I would have preferred she discussed taking a lover with me prior to her actually doing so. I like to think I would have been open to an honest, rational discussion…but I am not so sure. Jinxy talks a lot about being completely open and discussing everything with your spouse. I agree that is ideal, unfortunately that was not the way we were raised. There were a lot of things that were never discussed, never mentioned in polite company when I was growing up. Monogamy and faithfulness was the only role that was ever proper for marriage. Sex was never discussed but it was understood to be an important part of marriage. Good sex and more importantly satisfying your partner was never a consideration.

I am a bit of an intellectual and when stressed I do have a tendency to get wrapped up in an analysis of the metaphysical aspects rather than facing the raw emotions of a situation. To discuss the pros and cons of uniting one’s genitals with a non-married partner in non-procreational copulation for spasmodic release of endorphins just isn’t something Mary Ann appreciates.

My first knowledge of being cuckolded was a shock and some may want to castigate her for it. However Mary Ann knew me quite well and I believe she instinctively choose the setting to insure that I would accept a more secondary role in her sex life. I will never forget the day I came home from the office to find her lying on the sofa, her cheeks were flushed and she had that glazed dreamy look in her eyes of a woman that had been completely and thoroughly satisfied sexually. She was euphoric, bubbly and walking on clouds. I knew she had been laid and while it was a kick in the gut, it was also so amazing to see her so deliriously happy. She showed me on an emotional very real level just what a woman should look like after sex. I look of fulfillment that I had never been able to give her.

I will admit I struggled for some time trying to reconcile our new marriage with the traditional one that we both believed proper people were supposed to have. But seeing the look of contentment and satisfaction on her face every time she had been with her lover…how could I not want that for her. And our daughters noticed too, Mom was a happier, more relaxed and a more fun loving person. I remember clearly one time when our youngest hugged Mom and told her she didn’t know what had gotten into Mom but she was glad Mom was always so much fun. It really took hearing from our daughter just how good having a lover was for Mom for me to really learn to accept cuckolding as a permanent part of our marriage.

I have fully accepted cuckolding and I am happy when my wife goes out to spend time with her lovers. But it was something we really didn’t talk about, more of a ‘don’t ask-don’t tell’ arrangement. My wife and I still have sex quite frequently although I am fully aware her enthusiasm for me doesn’t come close to her desire and enthusiasm for her lovers. I know there are a lot of cucks who take a weird sense of pride and enjoyment in being lousy or inadequate sex partners. I am not one of those. I love my wife more than anything in the world and I do wish that I could be the one to put that special smile on her face. There was one very special time where we were making love and when I looked down at her the tears were streaming down her face. For once the stars aligned and some way somehow I had done everything right. For that one time I truly felt as though I was the King of the Universe.

I have to say I owe a tremendous debt to Jinxypie for helping us to be more open and honest in our cuckolding relationship. Watching the Jinxypie videos and reading her blog has opened my eyes to how my wife deserves to be cherished and supported in her choice of lifestyle. I have known of and even met a couple of Mary Ann’s lovers, her bulls in the past but we never really talked. With Jinxy’s encouragement and gentle support I invited Mary Ann’s current lover over for dinner recently. To say it was awkward would be a gross understatement. I tried to be a good host and make him feel welcome. After dinner I had to practically shove them up the stairs to head off to bed. Biology and lust took over and for the first time ever my wife had a lover while I was in the house. That simple act took our marriage to a whole new level and I was probably the most surprised by her willingness to submit her own story. I am so proud of her and I am so grateful to Jinxy for befriending my wife and helping her to open up about her desires. I have no shame and no regrets for what I am. I don’t want or desire for anyone to pity or feel sorry for me. My world is not perfect, but I have a fantastic partner, a great best friend and the most wonderful woman to be my wife and my Cuckoldress. Mary Ann I love you. Thanks for sharing your life with me.

That's the honest, ugly truth.

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Guest Blogger - Mary Ann: Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Cuckoldress.

We all travel different roads in life, we start and finish in different places than anyone else around us. Sometimes our paths cross, sometimes we share events or happenings, sometimes we have very similar things happen to us at different times.

Something that always interests me is how a person or couple came into their cuckolding relationship. Recently I have been in contact with an amazing, sweet lady, and she sent me her story. With her permission, I’m posting it and calling her today’s Guest Blogger. Below you will read the story of Mary Ann : Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Cuckoldress.

I have never considered myself an expert or advice columnist for anything related to sex. Had enough challenges just teaching my daughters. If my story would aid any of your readers in finding their own sexual voice, I am happy about that.

I have always had a very high sex drive and in my early experiences I made a lot of dumb choices. I married very young to my high school sweetheart who became physically and verbally abusive. From him I learned if I ever rejected any of his sexual advances that I should expect his fist to follow. I was beaten and ended up in the hospital twice. I learned to hate sex. My body would still respond...I would lubricate, become aroused and climax. I enjoyed the physical sensation of sex, but emotionally I was dead. I hated him, I hated being used and I hated that I couldn't stop it. I became his whore and I learned to hate me.

After that marriage dissolved I dated a lot and never refused any man who wanted me. Sex was something I did like going to the bathroom...I did it and felt better afterward but I didn't enjoy it.

I met my current husband who is the most sensitive and most undemanding lover I have ever met. Inexplicably he fell head over heels in love with me. He loved me more deeply and completely than anyone ever has. More than I deserved and much more than I loved him. He was very inexperienced, everything was new to him and it took very little effort on my part to thrill him. But most importantly for me at the time, I felt safe with him.

About a year after we were married, he was on top of me going at it...rapidly approaching the end...when he stopped mid thrust looked down and me and said: "Damn woman, if you don't want to do this just say so!" I protested and told him how much I wanted to but he knew me better than I knew myself. He pulled out and we just stopped. Over the next several weeks we got into some very intense arguments about me never saying no to him. He placed a big bottle of aspirin on my nightstand and said it was OK to have a headache once in a while. I still don't understand why it was so important for me to tell him no, but he claims it isn't fun for him unless I truly want to. That was a concept I had never run into in my past sexual experiences.

It took a lot of courage to tell him no one night but miracle of miracles he did stop, he never got angry, and never hit me. I learned it was OK to say no, that my body, my sexuality was mine and I could decide if and when I had sex.

It took several years to heal, but with his patience and unwavering love I did heal and was able to reclaim my sexuality. I learned that no matter what happened I could tell him no and it would be fine. He would get really turned on and want me so badly and if I said "not tonight dear", he would get this hang dog look, pout and sulk like a little kid but he would never get angry and never pester me. The power I had over him was intoxicating. I would reject him for long periods of time, not because I didn't want to...I was just being bitchy and seeing how much he could take. I would tease him to the point where he was literally shaking with lust and desire and turn him down. I learned the tremendous amount of strength and will power he has to deny his urges because that is what I wanted.

When I took a lover, he was confused, befuddled and really didn't know how to react or what it meant for us and our marriage. At the time I didn't either. I just knew it was something I wanted and needed. My adoring husband took it in stride and was accepting even though he truly didn't understand. I guess it was his natural cuck tendencies. My husband is a cuckold although that is a term I am not really sure about yet. He is a far better cuck than he ever was as a lover.

My husband came to me at a time I was in need. His love and affection allowed me to heal, to reclaim my sexuality and to grow as a wife, a mother and as a woman. He allowed me to grow sexually and in some sense grow to where I no longer need him. I love him dearly and will never leave him. But sexually I have grown. My lovers do things to me he never has and never could. It is because of my husband that I am able to enjoy having lovers. He taught me that I deserved the best and to never settle for less than the best. There are many men better in bed than my husband and with his love and support, that is what I have.

Video vixen

I have changed my YouTube channel, now calling it Cuckolding 101. Many of the videos I’m doing (and have done for a while) are basically educational. People – well, most of them – appreciate what I’m doing with Cuckolding 101, that I’m trying to make it easy to understand for people, mostly ladies, that have no previous knowledge of the subject. I’m trying to help people realize that cuckolding isn’t some fetish that’s strictly a white woman having sex with a dominating black man while her cuckold is tied up to a chair, gagged and forced to watch. Cuckolding is what you and your partner make it. Setting your own limits and “rules”, not following any one person’s idea of the fetish.

Recently I started a new “adventure”… I do a daily video update (aka my Vloggity) that’s between 45 seconds to 2 (ish) minutes long and post it on Vimeo. I usually get in 5-6 updates a week, mostly during weekdays. Weekends are a little harder to pull off, but sometimes I manage!

So with my Vimeo vloggity, this is a way for people to catch a glimpse of what Jinxypie does daily. It’s a chance for people to see that I’m a regular person that gets lazy spells, gardens, goes grocery shopping, and still rolls her eyes on camera because she’s looking at other things. (That’s one of my husband’s pet peeves, I keep looking away and basically rolling my eyes on camera. Sorry, dearest!)

There is also a fun “contest” that I do every Tuesday. One of my regular bulls gave me the idea, and we made it a little better. ;) It’s called Topic Bowl Tuesday, and anyone can send in a question, suggestion, idea via email (or Twitter, using the tag #TopicBowlTuesday) and I put all these into a bowl. Yes, an actual, physical bowl – the Topic Bowl! I draw out the topic on camera, read the question/idea, and answer/discuss it. The “winner” gets a 3 day pass to my website. :) Unfortunately, I don’t have a way to extend memberships, so if you’re already a member and you win, we can work something else out. (Ideas for prizes? I’m open to suggestions.)

If you haven’t yet, check out the Vloggity or Cuckolding 101. Tell me how I can make things better, or send in suggestions for Topic Bowl Tuesday. :)

No, you can't has.

Nothing makes you want something more than knowing you can’t have it.

Read that again… does it make sense? Think about it… when you’re on a diet, what is the thing you want most? The foods you can’t have. When you’re a kid and you’re told you can’t go outside to play, you’d rather be out in the backyard running your heart out.

Denial is a really fun fetish to play with. Like right now, I haven’t had sex in approximately 8 days. I’ve let my husband get off twice while we were in bed together, but you can bet he hasn’t been inside me. He can’t have my pussy until I decide he can… and it will be well after I’ve fucked again. Knowing that he can’t be inside me is really hot, for both of us. I’m on a ‘power trip’ by telling him NO, and he’s bubbly with anticipation and excitement, because I’ve told him he can’t have it and now he wants it more than anything. See how that works?

There are other ways to deny our cucks. I know of some men that can’t see their wives naked, because she saves that pleasure for her bulls. Imagine being next to the lady of your dreams and never being able to catch a glimpse of her beautiful boobs. We all know how guys like boobs. (LOL) It’s pure torture!

If you are still having sex with your cuck, you can still deny him in different ways. There is always something you will do for your bulls that you won’t let your cuck do or have. Blowjobs, for example. My cuck doesn’t deserve those, because he is incapable of giving me the pleasure a real man can. I’m a pretty big fan of oral sex, too. Some women only let their cucks fuck them anally because they save their pussy for their bull. (I’ve heard all kinds of scenarios.) Either way, you’re still denying your cuck something that you freely, willingly give your bulls. That’s hot for everyone.

Of course the most common way to deny your cuck is by orgasm denial, most likely by chastity but there are those cucks that have enough self control to only cum when they’ve been given permission and a chastity device isn’t needed (or wanted). Not letting him have the release he craves is only making him want it more.

Even if you don’t realize it, you may have been partaking in the denial fetish. If you haven’t tried it yet with your cuck, why not give it a try? You can start small (denying him the privilege of seeing your body) and work up from there.

Not into multiples... well, not exactly.

Many people ask if I am the type of person that would rather have a boyfriend or a bull. I know there are women out there that crave the romance, the closeness with another man before they feel comfortable having sex with them. They want that relationship in order to know that they’re not just giving their body to a man for his using; they’ve invested more into that person than just being his fuck-toy.

I have no problem being someone’s fuck-toy. (haha!) In my ideal world, I want multiple guys with little or no attachment. Each guy fucks me differently (as those of you that are members of my website can plainly see) and I like having a variety of guys. I mean, who wants to eat hamburgers every day for the rest of their life if there is something as awesome as pizza and chicken in the world? (LOL, bad thing to relate it to maybe, but I’m hungry.) I like being rough with one guy, and another guy taking his sweet time and doing me the way that he feels is best, and yet another guy trying to come up with new and creative ways to make me cum all over the place. If it was the same kind of sex, night after night – I would probably get bored and move on. I like having the freedom of going out whenever, not being restricted by some boyfriend’s timeline or wishes. I am a cuckoldress that does exactly what I want.

There is also the factor of the actual relationship, the emotional attachment. I have all the emotional stimulation or connection I could ever need from my husband. Why would I want that from someone else? Honestly, I don’t need to go to some other guy to hear him tell me how amazing I am in everyday life, what a good mother I am, or how pretty I am (although it’s nice to hear from time to time). I hear those things consistently from my adoring husband, and I believe that he genuinely feels that way about me. We have similar types of humor; we “get” each other. It’s something that we don’t really have to work at because it’s so natural. I know I could never have that connection with someone else.

That being said, while I have this awesome loving and solid attachment to my husband, he can’t satisfy my massive sexual appetite. Cuckolding him is really easy in that respect. He knows that no matter how many guys I end up having sex with, I’m still coming home to him. The jealousy may be there because he knows they can fuck me better than he ever could, and he may still have that slight anxiety of me leaving him for the better fuck… but at the end of the night, I’m snuggling with him.

Everyone, please keep in mind that this is just my account… my story. I’m not saying this is the way it SHOULD be for every woman in a cuckolding relationship. This is what works for me, and what I’m happy with. If you’re happy with your husband and your boyfriend(s) then more power to you!!! I’m so glad you can handle that type of relationship!