Wet Thoughts.

If anyone has been wanting to reach out, now is the time to do it. My messages and asks are open. Keep in mind, I’m a cuckquean, so I’d love to hear what you ladies would do to my husband.

Complete freedom

My husband has it! To do as he pleases with whom he pleases! Yet he doesn’t abuse this freedom! He loves me and cherishes me when we’re together! But I know there may be a weekend when his hunger will overpower him and he’ll call me late one evening! “Hey baby don’t wait up,” he’ll tell me over the phone! I won’t question his intentions! He’ll tell me what I need to know; that he’s alright and he’ll be home in the morning! Suddenly I’m consumed with jealousy and loneliness but surprisingly not anger! In fact I’m quite aroused and I will get in bed and pleasure myself at the thought of him ravaging someone else tonight! He’ll crawl into bed with me right as the morning light rises over the sleeping city! I’ll smell her perfume on him, her scent, the rich odor of a night of fucking! He’ll hold me in his arms and I’ll be so happy that he’s back in bed safe and sound with his loving wife!

I love playing with myself, while my husband is out fucking other women.

Fill her up with love, confidence, and cum

Written by One of my Husband’s Cuckcakes

The Cuckquean and the Cuckcake

I had been on fet for a couple months. I had a pretty vanilla photo up and not much of a profile written.

I had to make a decision. Am I going to dive in to this site, this lifestyle, or am I going to just remain stagnant. I had a taste of something naughty and forbidden. I wanted more. While I was home alone I set off with the task of getting some photos. I took a few vanilla pics of my breasts, and then one with actual nipple. OMG!!! Scary. I put some thought and effort into a profile and a preliminary fetish list. Ok. Now I wait.

The next time I logged on I had messages! Like four of them!

“Hey nice pic”

“Wanna fuk”

Oh. So this is no different than Plenty of Fish! Lame. But wait. There are a couple messages that are normal.

I love when someone takes the time to actually read my profile. As much with that first one as all the subsequent updates. Excited about the potential I made sure to respond to these gents that would be potential lovers. The conversation was always exciting. This wasn’t a dating site. This was sex. And not just any sex. A smorgasbord of all kinds of taboo lusts and desires. I hungrily devoured profiles of the men that messaged me. Who was this sexy stranger that wanted to get to know me? That wanted to explore with me? I couldn’t get enough.

My inbox glowed red.

I had no idea that this message would thrust me officially into the lifestyle. After this, I would be a bona fide kinkster.

“Hi gorgeous my name is XXXXXXX. Love your pics and you're very pretty. My cuckquean wife loves for me to find a new pussy to be with and if you're interested I'd really like you to be her. We can message here but I have Kik for faster replies XXXXXX, hope to hear from you.”

WHAT THE WHAT?

I don’t even know how many times I read that. Just staring at it. I scoured his profile. Sweet mother of John Stamos. This guy is like 25! And sooooo cute! I’m a sucker for a great beard. Nice profile. I wonder what his wife was like? I couldn’t imagine someone watching me have sex, let alone someone’s wife!

(Yeah? shut up. A lot has changed since then lol) I was immediately intimidated.

I messaged him on kik.

We chatted easily. Gave each other back stories on how we led to this moment in time. We exchanged photos. He showed me his wife. She was beautiful. Smooth, creamy, clear skin and hair like golden spun silk. A young wife and mother. That just so happens to enjoy watching her husband fuck other women. We planned our date. This was happening.

It was a brisk late winter evening. I climb the stairs of their normal family home in their normal family neighborhood. I was so nervous.

I knocked on the door and the handsome bearded man answered. He welcomed me out of the cold with a warm embrace. He proudly introduced me to his lovely wife and offered me a seat. Their home was adorable. Straight out of a popular HGTV series. It must have taken forever to hang all this so perfectly I thought to myself. We talked of jobs and kids. I rattled off a million questions about how they ended up so....kinky. They laughed and happily answered my questions. These are the sweetest people. And I’m going to fuck one of them.

“So....how is this going to work?” I asked. “I’m going to go shower while you two get comfortable with each other “ the pretty girl calmly answered. It was just he and I on the couch. We heard the door shut and water turn on. So we went for it. His hand in my hair. Kissing my mouth and neck. Passionately exploring my mouth with his. Hands caressing over clothes. His mouth did not leave mine as he pulled my pants off and his fingers found my pussy through my panties. He expertly rubbed my clit and fingered me, bringing me to orgasm. It wasn’t until he had taken my panties off and buried his face in my wetness that I opened my eyes. There sat his wife across from me. Watching. She smiled encouragingly. She had even put a blanket down on the floor. Women are so thoughtful! After I came again I returned the favor. Taking his cock in my mouth and throat, never ignoring his balls. A sloppy blowjob is my specialty. I gave him my A-Game. Oh no! I went too far! He clutched my hair and shot a full load right down my throat. I looked at him as I swallowed. Is it over? I wondered to myself. Nope. He pulled me to the floor. And fucked me. His wife shot some video. Maybe took some pics. She seemed pleased. We went on for awhile. Him making sure he pleasured me. And then he collapsed in his orgasm. It was wonderful.

We dressed and made polite conversation. “Now, I need to take care of my wife!” He exclaimed. “You can go again?” I asked, surprised. She chucked and said he can always go.

We said our goodbyes and talk to you soons and I went back out into the cold to go home and they, I’m sure, went to their room to finish the evening.

I made it, I giggled to myself. I’m a kinky, kinky girl.

FUCK.MY.LIIIIIFE😩😩

All i fucking want is to guide my husbands rock hard cock in a tight wet pussy. Watch him fuck the life out of her while he tells me how tight and wet she is and how good her pussy makes his cock feel. Tell me how much he loves fuckin her tight pussy and lickin her titties. I wanna hear him tell me that her pussy is gunna make him cum so fucking hard.

IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK????

For everyone’s information:

The plan for the 17th, when the adult content ban comes in, is to protest.

To do that, we are making as much noise either side of the 17th as possible, and using the site as normal.

On the 17th, dead silence.

People are saying log off but what they really mean is don’t open the site or the app.

But, on the 17th make as much noise as possible on every other platform. Tweet about it and post on facebook and instagram and everywhere else.

What this does is causes a massive dip in ad revenue for one single day. That does not make staff think ‘oh everyone’s gone let’s shut down.’ What it actually makes them think is ‘oh shit people aren’t happy and if people don’t keep using our site we’re out of money and out of jobs.’

A boycott reminds a company that the users (consumers) have the power to make their site (business) worthless with one single coordinated decision.

If you want to join in, here’s what to do:

Do:

Close all open instances of the app and site on all your devices before the 17th

Make posts before and after the 17th on tumblr and other platforms, talking about why this ban is bad

Make posts on other sites during the 17th. Flood the official tumblr staff twitter and facebook with your anger and your opinion

Come back on the 18th and check in

Don’t:

Delete the app from your phone (this doesn’t affect their revenue and since it’s off the store at the moment it’ll be hard to get back)

Delete your account. I mean you can if you want to, but if you keep your account and don’t use it you’re saying to staff that there’s still time to save it. If you delete it’s hard work to come back.

Open the app or website (including specific blogs)

Make any posts (turn down/off your queue and make sure nothing is scheduled)

Go quiet elsewhere. Make it clear that this is just about tumblr, not a mass move away from all social media.

Remember: the execs don’t care about anything but money. Shutting down the site means there’s $0 further income from it. That’s their last possible course of action. If we make it clear we’re not happy, they’ll have to do something or we can do more and more until it becomes too expensive.

Protests take commitment. They’re a defiant action against a business that is doing something wrong. They will try to scare you into not participating, because they’re scared. We hold all the power here, sometimes the execs just need to be reminded of that.

Cuckquean in Omaha.

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