Cucks in the News

 If you've been following this blog, whether for a decade or just for a few months, you know this is where  "Cucks" can feel they have a safe place to relish sharing their hot wives, partners or significant others with whoever might catch their  lustfully roving eyes. We wear the label "cuck" with a certain kinky pride!

Sadly, for some the word "cuck" has become a slur, particularly in the world of right wing politics. 

Earlier this week a group of celebrities  rallied in a well subscribed zoom call under the name of "White Dudes for Harris", in support of the presumptive Democratic Presidential nominee, who could become the first female President. The call, which featured  "dudes" like Bradley Whitford, Mark Hamill and various Bridges bros, drew in nearly 100,000 participants and raised a few million dollars for the Harris campaign.

Of course, this "White Dudes" cyber get-together  took direct aim at former President Trump's core support among white male voters.  

Don't mess with their base! 

So it was no surprise when MAGA world responded with their typical overheated outrage, led by Junior:

 MAGA World's instinctive response to any guy who might support a strong female candidate for POTUS is to question their masculinity, and likely have wives forced to find a real (presumably MAGA) man to satisfy their sexual needs. 

But a lot of  willing "Cucks" proudly share our wives to provide them with additional sexual gratification and actually get off on it too!  Maybe we really should form a "Proud Cucks for Kamala" group of our own?

This is not the first Trumpian effort to alienate strong women and the men who love them.  What about the quote from VP candidate J.D. Vance, disparaging "childless cat ladies" as miserable losers unworthy of elective office.  He and Trump have doubled down on the notion that there must be something wrong with a woman who loves her  cat,  but who has not (yet) reproduced.  This from the same team that believes they can tell women they should not be allowed make their own decisions about whether to carry a pregnancy to full term. 

In the MAGA world view, the only proper role for women appears to be to stay home and raise the kids.  God forbid women might exercise some degree of sexual freedom outside their marriage, even when their loyal hubby gives them a free pass.

Of course, as proud parents with two cat nurturing daughters who have not (yet) brought any grandkids into our world, i.e., "childless cat ladies", we  take personal umbrage against Vance's disparagement of our daughters. Whether or not they chosoe to reproduce, they are wonderful citizens of the world as far as we are concerned. Heck, we love our cat too!

But this made me wonder: How does Vance feel about childless dog guys? Like this one:

They seem to have been given a free pass. 

Cuckold Meme of the Day: Cuckolding PDA's

 Back in River City we were always pretty discrete about Mistress's extracurricular relationships. Both she and I had fairly high profile jobs in those pre-retirement years. We didn't need rumors about Mistress caught "fooling around" in public with someone other than her hubby.

But that didn't mean that she made no "public appearances" with her lovers.  She and J (her longest relationship) would often meet publicly for dinner or lunch, then retreat to his house or ours for  more intimate activities.

Of course, I always knew when and where they would be meeting for one of these "dates". Usually they picked a site closer to his home out in the 'burbs, where they would be less likely to encounter one of our friends or colleagues. I stewed at home or work while she was meeting publicly with a lover. But it was easy  to imagine they might be seen by someone who would raise an eyebrow or two. And could they really resist the tell tale body language of lovers- some hand holding, intimate touches, simmering eye contact; maybe an under the table grope or Mistress's wandering foot under the table.

Would someone ask "Why is Molly Collins having dinner on a Friday night with someone other than her husband"?  

As far as I know, no rumors ever flew about her back in those days.  But who knows..... 

Ask Mick: What's the Policy on "Self-Abuse" at UCTMW World HQ.?

Earlier this week, one of our legions (actually dozens) of current readers asked an important and timely question about  corporate policy at the UCTMW World HQ: Does Mistress allow her devoted and pampered house slave to masturbate?  

Please keep in mind that for the most part this is a hypothetical question. We are rarely apart and have sex almost every day, typically in the morning. What's better than wake-up sex? The exception might be a morning when we are getting up and out extra early to go on a long hike, or a drive to the airport. At my age, one cum a day is more than my reproductive system demands or needs. With that level of frequency, who needs to masturbate? (Other than our long since retired Western Correspondent, who used to buy lubricant in 20 gallon vats). 

But the question comes at an atypical time.  Mistress is off with an old friend for two nights at a nearby hot springs spa. Slave is home alone,  tending to the cat. It's now been nearly 48 hours since we last had our normal wake up sex! That' my longest dry spell in years! 

In the past, Mistress might have ordered me to wear a cock cage during any period when we are apart, particularly if I was going out, as I did last night, attending a local concert. At the very least, she would have reminded me that her policy was "no touching. Slave". So, cage-less and unrestrained,  feeling unusually liberated this week. In theory, I have license!

And yet..... maybe it's my age,  or a sense that a little frustration might make our reunion sex this evening  all the more thrilling, but so far I have exercised a little self discipline. 

Who da thunk! 

 

Mistress Gets 2 Days at the Hot Springs

Mistress and a friend are spending two days (and nights)  this week at a nearby Hot Springs / Spa with an old high school classmate.  It's really just a short drive from here, but in an exotic SW setting.  Nice restaurant. Cozy Bar. Plenty of sunshine. Lots of guys with bodies covered in exotic tatoos.

Last year she went there with her mom and sister. I recall her telling me that she got up early one morning to go swimming and ending up being chatted up by a hunky younger guy, only to be interrupted by her impatient family members, who were anxious to go to breakfast. 

"It might have gone somewhere if they hadn't been so rude, Slave."

So back here at home, minding our cat, I can't help but speculate about whether she might end up flirting with one of those guys hanging around the hot tubs this week.  

Somehow, I don't think her friend would be too judgmental. What' the point of a hall pass if you don't get to use it every now and then. 


 

Cuckold Meme of the Day: Cut Off by the Bull?

 

None of Mistress's lovers over the years  seemed to mind that she and her Cuck continued to have a robust sex life, regardless of her activities with her various "side-dishes". Indeed, her extracurricular sex life seem to pour a powerful accelerant onto our own sexual activities. 

Why didn't any of her "bulls" ever try to crack down on us? My guess is they were not really bulls.  Just nice guys who figured they were lucky to have their occasional chance to "get lucky" with a hot babe who's husband seemed crazy enough to grant her a hall pass.  I suppose some real "Bulls" out there might have been a tad more controlling.  

Or are guys like that really creations of cuckold fantasies, not actually found in the wild?  Thoughts....

Stick to Sex, Mick!

 With all the crazy, divisive and depressing   shit going down in the world of politics these days,  kinky blogs like this one should probably remain a politics free zone where  reds and blues can find steamy  common ground. 

Of course, in MAGA world the notion of willful cuckolding and male chastity as  lifestyle choices is, no doubt, considered un-American! But that doesn't mean the likes of  Eric Trump and Tucker Carlson don't have a cock cage  shoved to the back of their sock drawers. So I would not be surprised if more than a few Trump supporters have read this blog from time to time.

Hope I am not too deeply offending them by posting the above photo of the new GOP VP candidate, a guy who claims to have grown up in humble circumstances not far from our Midwestern hometown, went onto get a couple of Ivy League degrees, make lots of venture capitol cash in sinful San Francisco and now lives in a mansion only blocks from where we lived for many years before bailing out to our SW hideaway.  He's clearly going for  phallic symbolism in brandishing the type of gun used just a few days ago to take a pot shot at his new running mate.

I'm sure he likes the thought that a lot of MAGA babes out there were wondering if what he packed in those tight jeans somehow mirrored the length and rigidity of that macho assault rifle he brandished.  My own suspicion is that guys who need to flash long guns typically come up short in their own hardware. 

No doubt  MAGA world was supposed to be so impressed by this contrived image of hyper-masculinity that it would forget he is just another one of those overeducated elitists rolling in dollars that they might otherwise despise. 

I wonder if in reality JD's lovely wife actually has a little key on a necklace around her neck that may or may not unlock a tiny pink cock cage as he barn storms the country in the days to come? 

In this photo, maybe she's explaining that she won't be back to their convention hotel suite until early morning because she'll be getting together with a certain someone with a much larger cock. "Don't wait up cucky"!  

Cuckold Meme of the Day: Friend-to-Lover Zone?

 Over the years, we sometimes discussed whether to draw a friend- maybe one of mine, one of hers, or a mutual friend - into our little web of cuckolding.  There were a few potential candidates, folks we had met the "normal" way, at work, on chair lifts, maybe at a local music venue or in community activities.  Mistress has been tempted a time or two. But ultimately she  backed away to avoid the risk of compromising a friendship. Or maybe out of fear of rejection?

Once you  explicitly offer to have cuckolding sex to a friend or acquaintance,  it's hard to go back to regular old bonhomie. 

Curious to know if any of our readers have had more success in expanding the "friendzone" to something more.

Cuckold Meme of the Day: Is it Clean Up Only After the Other Guy Comes?

 One of our readers asked if Mistress ever shared with her lovers that her seemingly normal hubbie was required to conduct "clean up" operations after  they made love.  Good question.  

As far as I know, she shielded her lovers from the kinkier side of our relationship.  They were not privy to the blog, on the assumption that they would not want to know that she was "kissing and telling" about her adventures with them.  Of course, when we did make a reference to her partners it was always anonymous.

The names were changed to protect the guilty?  Or were they the "innocents" that Mistress was exploiting to tittilate her husband?  Yeah, it's complicated.

Likewise, they did not know about my cage, or that I partook of their remnant juices when she returned to our marital bed (or when they left it, as the case might be.)

There was one occasion when we participated in a sort of threesome with a very well endowed lover.  It was a one off, because, well, he was a little strange personality wise.  So no return engagement. 

And although he was well endowed and seemed able to pound her in perpetuity, he never actually came!  Strange, but apparently it happens, even to guys with enormous cocks. The flip side  of erectile dysfunction.  Forever hard? 

So when slave worshiped Mistress's clean shaven folds before, during and after that lengthy and encounter, at his direction, was that really clean-up?  Or was it simply a seemingly endless tag-team driving Mistress to multiple cums?  Eventually she insisted on "No Mas!"

Cuckold Meme of the Day: Clean Up by the Cuck

 Mistress always seemed befuddled when slave insisted on some oral worship after one of her assignations. "Shouldn't I shower first, slave?" For some reason I always enjoyed the flavors in her yet to showered clean shaven folds.  

Go figure.

Cuckold Meme of the Day: When the Cuck Is Making Dinner

 Back in River City, we would often entertain Mistress's lovers.  Occasionally we might interview a new "prospect", someone we might have found on one of the matchmaking sites. We'd all be sitting in our living room, the middle floor of our home there. Mistress and her potential "date" would sit on the couch together.

If things seemed to be going well, I would typically make myself scarce, head downstairs to our lower level kitchen and make us some dinner or snacks.  Dawdling was in the game plan. 

During these moments I'd imagine what might be happening upstairs.

Was Mistress smitten?  

Flirting?

Would the guy get all dominant and make a move?

How would Mistress respond?

It was a buzz, particularly if Mistress made sure that her work-a-day cock was under her lock and key.

Typically, not much happened on these initial get togethers. More often than not, the candidate fell short of  Mistress's discerning standards.

But a Cuck could only hope.

Cuckold Meme of the Day: When the Cuck is Put in His Place.

 Over at the "Big Bi-Bull" (see our blog roll) you can read about a cuck who is "disciplined" when the Bull has a sleep-over and takes care to discipline a cuck who "misbehaved" on a couple's vacation.  Looking forward to a full report on how that unfolded.

Can't say that sort of thing ever happened when Mistress was exploiting her "hall pass". Most of her lovers were a bit younger than her and substantially younger than me. I suspect they were a tad intimidated by my more mature and accomplished status and showed far more deference than I deserved.  It certainly would have been interesting, and not a tad hot, to be confronted by a Bull determined to show me my place in the threeway pecking order. 

Cuckold Meme of the Day: A WIfe and Her Cuck Walk into a Bar. . .

 The other night, Mistress and her slave dropped by at a local restaurant with a lovely U-shaped patio bar. We sat down  at the bar, ordering drinks and snacks and enjoying the early summer weather at sunset. Mistress was looking her best, dark hair flowing, a colorful above the knee dress showing off her firm, tanned, bare legs, accented by some stylish black cowboy boots. 

Then I noticed a solo guy across the bar. Probably late 40's, early 50's.  Handsome in an aging hippie sort of way, with a well trimmed beard. He had a small plate and a beverage in front of him. After a while it became apparent that he was eyeing Mistress with a certain sort of interest.  Mind fucking?  or just curious?  Hard to tell.

I quietly mentioned to Mistress that the guy across the bar was giving her the once over. She just giggled, said I was "imagining it."  Sadly, nothing happened.  My guess was that  the guy found Mistress intriguing, but "spoken for", and  was not so forward as to wander over to us and chat Mistress up. 

He probably didn't recognize us for what we actually were: a hotwife and her submissive hubbie. 

So what do our readers suggest as the best way to handle this sort of circumstance? Should I have offerred to walk home and leave Mistress alone at the bar to see what might happen? Should I have tried to draw the guy in for a three way conversation?  

CUckold Meme of the Day: The Cuck's Role.

 That was the only sort of "threesome" held in our household.