Following up posts from both “Happily Cuckold”, & “Am I Correct”, I’d like to affirm that the word ‘meek’ used in connection with an Indian husband married to a white wife is appropriate. Also ‘embarrassment’, as I reckon some husbands, meek & gentle, feel embarrassed when fully wanting to express their sexuality.
My hubby, is a wonderful provider, & a good man, (ie perfect ‘husband material’), but we both recognise that when it comes to raunchy sex, I need to visit my former boyfriend, a white guy who quite shamelessly flaunts his sexuality; but NO ‘husband material’ is he; but “stud material”, certainly. Women like ‘a bit of rough’, not to mention excitement, both of which I get when visiting Greg at least once a week.
There was a Women’s’ magazine discussing sexual needs of women, & I wrote a brief letter following this article where I emphasised the phrase, ‘A woman has her needs’. I kept that mag with my letter, so in preparation to visiting my lover, by way of apology, I always show that letter to dear Gopal, holding his hand, & reassuring him that he’s the perfect husband, & a good man. He understands when I tell him, ‘A woman has her needs’
Things Greg & I do which my hubby would not even DREAM of. I walk around the room, heavily made-up, & naked in my heels, whist he’s lying on the bed, his mighty cock in the highest state of erection, & he mouths obscenities like,”You ARE a filthy whore, aren’t you; come over here, & I’ll treat you like the slut you are!”. I LOVE it! I’m then made to kneel there before him, my wrists handcuffed behind my back, & he cups my face with both hands, & thrusting back & forth, fairly RAMS & SLAMS his mighty erection into my mouth, treating my mouth like it was a cunt! Oh, God, the thrill; and not a finger applied to my clit, but yet, so so wet I am. He then treats me like a bitch; yes, literally, like a female dog; attaching a dog collar & lead, I get on all fours, as he leads me all round the bedroom, with me his private bitch! He always has some gooey foodstuff handy, which he then makes me apply onto his arse hole, & which I’m then required to lick off & eat. Peanut butter, jam, anything handy in the house. NEVER has food tasted better. And this all before we even fuck; & as for fucking, talk about multiple orgasms, talk about ensuring the windows are firmly shut to prevent neighbours complaining! Quite simply, Greg is a ‘satanic’ sex machine, whilst hubby an angel in comparison. Almost always I receive a mouthful, which I try my best to ‘preserve’. When home, Gopal lovingly kisses me, & I ask him, “Can you taste it in my mouth?” He nods approvingly, almost always reassuring me with the words, “A woman has her needs”. I know he’s masturbated, ‘cos there’s always a soiled tissue in the waste bin. I’m glad for him that he’s too has enjoyed himself. Lovingly he then runs a hot bath for me, so that my ravished vagina can be ‘eased’. As if that’s not enough, he fetches me a glass of my favourite tipple, gin & tonic, as I sip it ever so contently whilst ‘cleansing’ myself after my lust session! He really is SUCH a sweet husband.
So yes, ‘Happily Cuckold’, & ‘Am I Correct’, you sure have hit the nail on the head! And yes, ‘A woman has her needs!”
FUCK MY WIFE!
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