Michael was my first Master, something I will cherish always. This is a look back at what I was exposed to sexually.
He was a good teacher, fair yet stern when he had to be, and I knew my place. Sexually, he was the first man to perform anal sex on me. I never would have thought I would enjoy anal sex, yet I do, now. The first few times, given Michael’s cock size, this was a painful experience. Now, it is enjoyable and black men seem to love it as well.
Yet Michael exposed me to other aspects of sexuality, including group sex, light restraints, and cuckolding.
Cuckolding is an amazing experience, that a man would allow himself to be degraded and humiliated while watching the two or three of us having sex.
The cuckolding sessions were with Michael and sometimes another black man, with a white man being the cuckold observer. This white man was not my husband; instead, he was a man willing to play this role. In the case of the two black men, Roy was naked, and his hands tied behind his back. Michael met him at the motel, and Marvin and I joined them. Unlike the times that I normally serve Michael, I was not a slut/slave during these sessions, but instead acting as a lover.
Roy was denied the drinks that we all shared. He was naked and standing near the bed. At times, Michael or Marvin would place their enormous cocks in his face or against his much smaller cock. He even licked their cocks, which appeared to be humiliating for him. Yet Roy’s cock was hard, so he was turned on by the scene playing out in front of him.
Later his hands were untied, and he was made to lick my pussy, already filled with Michael’s and Marvin’s seed. I could not tell if this repulsed Roy or if he was enjoying this sex act. He had a pained look from the moment he was led into the room until we were completed. Then, he held Michael’s cock and put it in my vagina. Seeing his white hands around Michaels’s dark cock, holding it, and pushing it in me was surreal. It seemed degrading for Roy, yet again, he wanted to be cuckolded.
When Michael and Marvin were finished with me, Roy had to wash the men head to toe in the shower, one at a time. He had to kiss and lightly suck on their cocks in the shower. The men allowed me to shower first, so I was drinking wine and watching the shower scene play out.
Roy masturbated in the shower when he was finished washing the two men. Since Roy had paid for the room, the three of us left him alone until the next time. I never had a chance to talk to Roy to understand his role.
In these cuckold scenes, I was less of a slut and more of a lover. Instead of degrading myself, I was more or less an equal, sexually. Imagine a spouse encountering two lovers in bed, this was how to cuck played out. A lot of touching, caressing, and even kissing, which were all designed to humiliate the white observer because he was being denied any access.
In all of Michael’s cuck sessions, the observer was tied for some of the scenes and was always naked. Michael would laugh at the size of the observing man’s cock and sometimes lack of any muscle tone, a weakling. We would have wine or scotch; the observing man would have none. He would pour the drinks for us – that is, if he wasn’t tied up.
Later, with my current Black Man (he is not a Master, because he has not yet collared me) we had two cuckold sessions with a man I was having an affair with. Ronald works at a charity group I was involved with, although I no longer am. I didn’t have any emotional connection to Roy (as I wrote above) as I would if he was my husband. Yet with Ronald, we had a level of connection, being lovers.
The only difference between Ronald’s cuck sessions and the other white men is that when Michael was finished, Roy left before Michael. Ronald stayed behind with me, and all his pent-up sexuality was unleashed on me. He was an incredible lover after the cuckolding, dominant and strong. This was unlike any other time when we were together. I found his post-cuck sexuality an incredible turn-on.
Now if I can get my husband in a cuckold session; this is a fantasy of mine.
