Hello, cucky. It’s great when the cuckold bull in your dynamic doesn’t mind if you watch. It’s ideal when he wants or even demands that you participate (let that conjure some roleplay images for you).
Unfortunately, more often than not, a cuckold bull will only give your wife the deep-dicking she craves if you aren’t there!
“I ain’t into that gay stuff,” is a popular refrain.
More’s the pity.
In addition, that often means that he won’t allow her to film or even take pictures. He’s got you spotted, cucky, and he doesn’t want to indulge your beta faggot meat gazing, even if it’s digital.
So how are you to get a visual to refer to during your solitary wanking sessions?
If you’re lucky, you’ll simply be exiled to another floor of the house. Better still if you’re allowed to sit outside the closed bedroom door. At least then, you can use your hotwife‘s cries of ecstasy and the sounds of slapping skin for inspiration.
But what if your wife goes out for her dates?
Let’s face it–you know what your wife’s pussy looks like, even if your access to it is limited. But you need to be able to visualize it, wetter than you could ever make her, and stretched open around the fat shaft of his big cock in order to achieve your shameful squirt.
Right?
Well, you’re in luck!
Your Goddess Rachel has a suggestion or two for how you can generate a pretty good visual for yourself, using a few simple tools, a little help from your wife or girlfriend, and a little imagination!
Intrigued?
Read on!
The Forearm Method
Men may be visual, but women are actually observant. We’re able to capture, remember, and describe details of the things We see far more acutely and accurately than men tend to be.
Think of all the times you’ve seen a woman examining herself in a mirror, frowning at flaws that, for the life of you, you couldn’t see or didn’t care about.
Don’t get Me wrong; even if the flaws, however minor, are there, I realize males should be grateful for any opportunity to render body worship with their eyes, no matter what the shape of the woman.
But the point is, your wife can probably describe the cock of her cuckold bull far better, even, than the man it’s attached to.
Especially with some prompting.
So, first, secure her participation. Don’t be afraid to ask. If a humiliated cuckold is a happy cuckold as far as you’re concerned, she’ll probably find it amusing and furnish you with the type of derisive giggle that makes you stiff. That’s a bonus.
You’ll also need a washable marker. Lipstick will also work. Ask your wife to pick the lipstick she likes to wear to suck cock (his, that is) for a little extra jolt.
Finally, get yourself a measuring tape.
And then, get ready to . . .
Visualize Cuckold Bull Cock!
Once all is assembled, bare your forearm and lay it palm up on a flat surface. Have your wife take the washable writing utensil and draw three lines between your wrist and your elbow:
- A horizontal line showing where the tip would be if the cuckold bull laid it on your forearm with his balls resting in the crook of your elbow.
- A horizontal line showing where the base of the stud cock would meet his balls on the underside.
- A vertical line showing how far over on your forearm his cock would overlap to get a rough idea of thickness.
Next, take the tape measure and use it to get some rough dimensions in inches/centimeters. Make sure to write those down.
And voila!
As an aside, wouldn’t it be humiliating if you were made to get a tattoo of your wife’s favorite cock on the inside of your forearm?
Let’s develop some sexy storytelling around that in session sometime!
Now then, aside from getting a permanent and semi-public reminder of your inferiority tattooed on your body, would you like to know how you can take cuckold bull cock visualization (as well as cuckold humiliation) to the next level?
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Ta ta for now!
xx
Goddess Rachel, Cuckold Bull Cock Auditor
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This is Sissy Slut Samantha. This delicious post makes me think about one of my great weaknesses as a full and committed submissive …. my constant hunger for dick and a man’s cum! I have been known to forget my place in many situations when my hunger for sucking dick leads me to take some action that belies my role as a submissive. You, Mistress Rachel, have been consistent in reminding me that my hunger for warm cum is irrelevant. I am here on this earth to obediently and humbly and continuously serve the interests and even the whims of alpha males. As a cuckhold, there is no doubt that I want the bull to use me for warmup, for cleanup, or simply for humiliating entertainment. But wanting it, for me, too often leads me away from my purpose and most important role. As a result, I need to focus on true submission and allow myself only post hoc delight if the bill chooses to use me in a way that allows me to taste his beautiful dick, his delicious cum, or his dirty asshole. You know me, Mistress Rachel. This is true and correct, isn’t it?
It sure is, Samantha!
This is Sissy Slut Samantha again. I followed the link in this post about “beta faggot meat gazing” to the five part story about being a “captured” faggot slave for a dominant alpha male. I have enjoyed it before but my development as a totally submissive cock slave has continued since the first reading and I enjoyed it even more now.
I have been a faggot slave for an alpha male but he did not have such a dominating cock as the black stud in the shower. His was large enough to cum down my throat, so no complaints, but the amazing thing about my owner was how much he loved to show his domination by the way he used me.
Every Tuesday at 11:00 a.m., I met him at the parking lot of the local porn theater dressed in my slutty lingerie outfit complete with makeup, wig, and stiletto heels. I left everything except lube and condoms in my car when I got into his car. He took me to the local “starlight” motel where he had made arrangements with the owner/manager. He dropped me off, I went to the front desk, was given a room key, and then went to my room. The hookers in the lobby knew the story and they giggled about what was about to happen.
The first knock on my door was always the manager. He got his blowjob before anything else happened. Then a stream of horny men came to the door on 30 minute intervals and my orders from my master were to give them anything and EVERYTHING they wanted. My master had arranged these visits by means unknown to me and I got fucked in every hole and used in every way until the next knock at the door was my master. He would walk me out past the hookers in the lobby and take me back to my car. Most Tuesdays I never sucked his dick but he made sure I had plenty of other dicks to suck.
It was a wonderful arrangement that happened many Tuesdays until the Coronavirus shut everything down. The motel closed and never reopened. My master stopped coming to the porn theater and stopped texting me. Who knows what happened but it was an amazing experience while it lasted.
Sissy Slut Samantha
I remember you telling Me about this, Samantha!
I really think you should get yourself a blog! You have so many naughty experiences to share!
wonderful visualization idea Mistress Rachel…..and for what it’s worth…After nearly 10 years pussyfree, I actually no longer recall what my wife’s pussy looks like.
And that’s just as well, Dickless-Prissy! Take that pussy-free lifestyle to the deepest level! No need to see what you could never penetrate let alone satisfy!
But you know We are in full support of you visualizing all the cock you can!
I have to confess, I am insanely jealous of your boyfriend.
I’m not jealous of his cock, oddly, I like the one I have even if it is considered “sub-standard”.
I’m insanely jealous of what his cock gets to have.
That’s okay, some say insanity is an art form that few have the capacity to understand, and I believe my creativity is better for it.
Awww, AnyMouse! I’m happy to serve as the inspiration for sexual energy that can only be re-absorbed over and over again until you wank it out!