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06/08/2014
I’m 23, pretty much a typical blonde California girl except for a dominant streak lol. I always knew I wasn’t passive with guys, but I didn't know much about femdom or cuckolding until I started reading books on the subject and surfing the net as a teen. Also, I was lucky to meet an older dominant who sort of took me under her wing. I was blown away and I knew this was the kind of relationship I wanted.
I met my husband, Ryan, a few years ago in college. I started cucking him as soon as our relationship began. He found out and was angry, but I knew it really excited him too. I wouldn't have given him the time of day if I hadn't been able to sense he was a closet cuck. He’s Caucasian, but I've always been strongly attracted to black men. When I was younger, I wanted to be a model (I've since done some modeling) and my idol was Heidi Klum. When I saw pictures of Heidi and Seal and how great they looked together, I was hooked and I made up my mind to someday have kids as beautiful as Heidi's.
My husband (boyfriend at that time) wasn't happy with my dating life at first as I said, but I used what I'd learned from femdom techniques to get him in line, and before long, he was begging me to tell him the details of my dates. We got closer, and when spring break came I went home with him to meet his mom who was single but very well off. I noticed he was argumentative and disrespectful toward her, and she just put up with it. I didn't like that, because I liked his mom, and also, I wanted to make an ally of her because I'd already decided to marry her son. I put a stop to his attitude and began to teach his mom how to handle him. By the end of the year my boyfriend and I had set our wedding date, but I made sure he understood that I'd be in charge of our lives and he'd be my cuckold. He rebelled occasionally which was a challenge to me, but I welcomed the challenge, and I took pride in keeping him obsessed with me.
We married right after we graduated, got good jobs and a nice house. I continued to date, mostly black men, and soon I decided it was time to start working on my first pregnancy. I searched until I found a safe, STD-free stud who met my criteria.
My stud, Dimeji, was a Nigerian graduate student, a tall, intelligent, handsome, muscular man, about as black as possible for a human being to be. And OMG, could he make love! He was so huge that I was a little apprehensive at first, but he knew how to use that tool of his. He reached parts of me that no man had ever reached before. He was gentle at first because my pussy began to spasm – it wasn’t used to anything that big! But soon I was so wet that he was able to pick up speed and really pound me. He put my legs over his shoulders for awhile, and then turned me over and pulled on my hair as he splayed my pussy from behind. He came gallons, and he needed very little recovery time between rounds. My long search for just the right man had paid off!
We met almost everyday during my fertile times, and after only a couple of months, I got pregnant. But the thing is, I still hadn’t told Ryan that I was pregnant, or that I was even trying! Big risk, I know, but I had a plan. I had set up a secret video camera during my sex sessions with Dimeji and I made a long video recording of sequences from each session, one right after the other. One night when we were at home alone, I sat Ryan down in a chair in front of the big screen TV monitor. I tied him to the chair as though we were going to do a femdom session. After slowly teasing him to fever pitch, I flipped on the video and there I was, making love to Dimeji, my legs wrapped tight around his waist. Ryan was knocked out. He’d always known I dated black guys, he had seen me hug and kiss them, but he’d never seen me have sex with one. I kept teasing him with my fingertips, but before I let him come, I told him I was pregnant by the guy he was watching, and that I expected him to be a doting, responsible, nurturing father. He promised he would. He was so horny he tried to thrust his cock into the air, but I took my hand away. He grunted and groaned with a ruined orgasm while he watched me scream as I was being filled with life-giving seed from a coal-black love god.
Later that night Ryan asked me if I was serious when I said I was pregnant, and I told him absolutely. Over the next few days he basically came to terms with it, but now and then he’d hint that maybe he could be the father of our second child. That was not part of my plans, and I thought it best to nip his notions in the bud, literally. I reminded him of his commitment to me, and I said I wanted him to get a vasectomy. He was not happy, but he didn’t say no. Unbeknownst to Ryan, I scheduled an appointment with a surgeon, who was recommended by the dominant woman who mentored me. On the big day I told Ryan to call in sick. He asked why and as I walked past him, I petted his crotch and said, “Because today you’re getting snipped.” I thought he might resist, but he just went to the phone and called in. I think by that point, the whole idea of getting snipped for me excited him.
The doctor who performed the procedure allowed me to be present while she removed long sections of his vas and cauterized the stumps. I whispered in his ear as she operated, teasing him about how the beautiful black child I was carrying wasn’t his, how this vasectomy wouldn’t be reversed, and that after today, he could do nothing but accept the fact that his seed would always stay right where it is. I assured him that it was for the best, that he would thank me later, and that I knew he’d be the best dad my children could have. Soon the doctor was finished. As my husband got up, he spontaneously kissed me on the lips, told me that I was awesome and that he loved me. The doctor thought that was so cute. Ryan suffered no complications from the surgery, and after a recent semen sample test the doctor pronounced him totally sterile.
Now, all along I have been getting closer to Ryan’s mother. A little at a time, I’ve let her know all about our lifestyle, and how Ryan needs to be a cuck as much as I need to cuck him. She was taken aback, but then fascinated and eager to learn. She gave birth to Ryan when she was a young teen, and she never had the chance to really let her suppressed desires come out. I’ve been helping her learn more about being a sexually free and confident woman. I also convinced her to try dating black men herself, and she’s taken to it like the proverbial duck to water lol. She and I double date sometimes. Not long ago I pretended our car broke down at a somewhat upscale, predominantly black club, and I called Brian to pick us both up. He wasn’t aware his mom was dating black guys, and his jaw dropped when he saw us both -- there I was in a tight black mini dress, while his mom wore a thigh high skirt, fuck me heels and a low cut blouse. My mother-in-law and I sat in the back seat giggling and talking about all the hot black studs we’d seen, and how much fun we’d had. Brian kept quiet all the way home, and I knew he was both stunned and aroused. Later on I teased him about it. Brian’s mom is still fertile, I told Brian that if his mom got pregnant by a black man, I’d move her in with us. That way, he’d have the privilege of not only babysitting his child by another man, but his little biracial sibling too! I told him this when he was masturbating, and he was so horny he came faster and harder than I’ve ever seen him before.
No time to tell anymore now. Comments or questions please write.
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I met my husband, Ryan, a few years ago in college. I started cucking him as soon as our relationship began. He found out and was angry, but I knew it really excited him too. I wouldn't have given him the time of day if I hadn't been able to sense he was a closet cuck. He’s Caucasian, but I've always been strongly attracted to black men. When I was younger, I wanted to be a model (I've since done some modeling) and my idol was Heidi Klum. When I saw pictures of Heidi and Seal and how great they looked together, I was hooked and I made up my mind to someday have kids as beautiful as Heidi's.
My husband (boyfriend at that time) wasn't happy with my dating life at first as I said, but I used what I'd learned from femdom techniques to get him in line, and before long, he was begging me to tell him the details of my dates. We got closer, and when spring break came I went home with him to meet his mom who was single but very well off. I noticed he was argumentative and disrespectful toward her, and she just put up with it. I didn't like that, because I liked his mom, and also, I wanted to make an ally of her because I'd already decided to marry her son. I put a stop to his attitude and began to teach his mom how to handle him. By the end of the year my boyfriend and I had set our wedding date, but I made sure he understood that I'd be in charge of our lives and he'd be my cuckold. He rebelled occasionally which was a challenge to me, but I welcomed the challenge, and I took pride in keeping him obsessed with me.
We married right after we graduated, got good jobs and a nice house. I continued to date, mostly black men, and soon I decided it was time to start working on my first pregnancy. I searched until I found a safe, STD-free stud who met my criteria.
My stud, Dimeji, was a Nigerian graduate student, a tall, intelligent, handsome, muscular man, about as black as possible for a human being to be. And OMG, could he make love! He was so huge that I was a little apprehensive at first, but he knew how to use that tool of his. He reached parts of me that no man had ever reached before. He was gentle at first because my pussy began to spasm – it wasn’t used to anything that big! But soon I was so wet that he was able to pick up speed and really pound me. He put my legs over his shoulders for awhile, and then turned me over and pulled on my hair as he splayed my pussy from behind. He came gallons, and he needed very little recovery time between rounds. My long search for just the right man had paid off!
We met almost everyday during my fertile times, and after only a couple of months, I got pregnant. But the thing is, I still hadn’t told Ryan that I was pregnant, or that I was even trying! Big risk, I know, but I had a plan. I had set up a secret video camera during my sex sessions with Dimeji and I made a long video recording of sequences from each session, one right after the other. One night when we were at home alone, I sat Ryan down in a chair in front of the big screen TV monitor. I tied him to the chair as though we were going to do a femdom session. After slowly teasing him to fever pitch, I flipped on the video and there I was, making love to Dimeji, my legs wrapped tight around his waist. Ryan was knocked out. He’d always known I dated black guys, he had seen me hug and kiss them, but he’d never seen me have sex with one. I kept teasing him with my fingertips, but before I let him come, I told him I was pregnant by the guy he was watching, and that I expected him to be a doting, responsible, nurturing father. He promised he would. He was so horny he tried to thrust his cock into the air, but I took my hand away. He grunted and groaned with a ruined orgasm while he watched me scream as I was being filled with life-giving seed from a coal-black love god.
Later that night Ryan asked me if I was serious when I said I was pregnant, and I told him absolutely. Over the next few days he basically came to terms with it, but now and then he’d hint that maybe he could be the father of our second child. That was not part of my plans, and I thought it best to nip his notions in the bud, literally. I reminded him of his commitment to me, and I said I wanted him to get a vasectomy. He was not happy, but he didn’t say no. Unbeknownst to Ryan, I scheduled an appointment with a surgeon, who was recommended by the dominant woman who mentored me. On the big day I told Ryan to call in sick. He asked why and as I walked past him, I petted his crotch and said, “Because today you’re getting snipped.” I thought he might resist, but he just went to the phone and called in. I think by that point, the whole idea of getting snipped for me excited him.
The doctor who performed the procedure allowed me to be present while she removed long sections of his vas and cauterized the stumps. I whispered in his ear as she operated, teasing him about how the beautiful black child I was carrying wasn’t his, how this vasectomy wouldn’t be reversed, and that after today, he could do nothing but accept the fact that his seed would always stay right where it is. I assured him that it was for the best, that he would thank me later, and that I knew he’d be the best dad my children could have. Soon the doctor was finished. As my husband got up, he spontaneously kissed me on the lips, told me that I was awesome and that he loved me. The doctor thought that was so cute. Ryan suffered no complications from the surgery, and after a recent semen sample test the doctor pronounced him totally sterile.
Now, all along I have been getting closer to Ryan’s mother. A little at a time, I’ve let her know all about our lifestyle, and how Ryan needs to be a cuck as much as I need to cuck him. She was taken aback, but then fascinated and eager to learn. She gave birth to Ryan when she was a young teen, and she never had the chance to really let her suppressed desires come out. I’ve been helping her learn more about being a sexually free and confident woman. I also convinced her to try dating black men herself, and she’s taken to it like the proverbial duck to water lol. She and I double date sometimes. Not long ago I pretended our car broke down at a somewhat upscale, predominantly black club, and I called Brian to pick us both up. He wasn’t aware his mom was dating black guys, and his jaw dropped when he saw us both -- there I was in a tight black mini dress, while his mom wore a thigh high skirt, fuck me heels and a low cut blouse. My mother-in-law and I sat in the back seat giggling and talking about all the hot black studs we’d seen, and how much fun we’d had. Brian kept quiet all the way home, and I knew he was both stunned and aroused. Later on I teased him about it. Brian’s mom is still fertile, I told Brian that if his mom got pregnant by a black man, I’d move her in with us. That way, he’d have the privilege of not only babysitting his child by another man, but his little biracial sibling too! I told him this when he was masturbating, and he was so horny he came faster and harder than I’ve ever seen him before.
No time to tell anymore now. Comments or questions please write.
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