Showing posts with label Polyamory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Polyamory. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2024

More?

 As Mistress and her cuckold/slave languish in blissful retirement here at our SW hideaway, the world moves on, particularly when it comes to kink.  When we stepped into the world of female led relationships and cuckoldry way back when this blog was launched in 2009, we thought we were groundbreakers.  But now.... so much more mainstream.

Poly and cuckold lifestyles are becoming ho-hum.  Example: a recent New Yorker article titled How Did Polyamory Become So Popular? which reviews some recent books describing how widespread the phenomenon of spouses "opening up" their marriage has become.  Example:

 What are all these open couples, throuples, and polycules suddenly doing in the culture, besides one another? To some extent, art is catching up with life. Fifty-one per cent of adults younger than thirty told Pew Research, in 2023, that open marriage was “acceptable,” and twenty per cent of all Americans report experimenting with some form of non-monogamy. 


One of the books highlighted is "More", the memoir of Molly Roden WInter, a  Brooklyn wife describing she and her hubbie's sexual adventures in an open marriage while juggling jobs and parental duties.  

One passage describes how the couple  began their sexual adventures. In a huff, Molly goes for a walk  while hubby watched the kids, and stopping at a local pub.

Inside, she meets Matt, a younger man who buys her a few rounds of I.P.A.s. The description of him is generic: tall, jeans, hair. Their conversation is devoid of even the slimmest fragment of witty banter. This is a lust born of deprivation and desperation. She gives Matt her number, and by the time she’s home he’s sent her a text message, which Stewart spies. It turns out that he’s turned on. Matt becomes the couple’s marital lubricant. In bed, Stewart imagines that Matt is probably somewhere “thinking about what he wishes he’d done to you,” he tells his wife, before brushing his fingers across her panties. Roden Winter is riveted: “ ‘Fuck me’ I say, for perhaps the first time in our married life.”

That brings to mind how we stumbled upon the heat of cuckoldry here at UCTMW.  We had decided to enter into a Mistress / Slave contract and this lazy Slave searched for on-line forms to  avoid "reinventing the wheel" (a lawyer trick). One form specified the  Mistress's right to freely use her body with other partners. Of course, the slave had no such rights.  As I typed that language into the contract, there was that tell tale sign of arousal.  Turns out the thought of free lovin' also turned on Molly.  And off we went . . .

When I pointed out a review of "More" to Mistress, she quickly ordered it up on her Kindle.  Molly is a quick reader and she gave me a thumbnail review on a chair lift last week.

"We could have written that book, slave....."

"How so?"

"She had a lot of the same ups and downs we did.  Some fun along the way, but also a lot of hassle and angst....all those 'interviews' of guys who turned out to be duds. Getting 'ghosted' every now and then.  And worrying about whether the kids would find out."

"Did her kids ever find out?"

"At some point their son figured out something was going on.  The husband had to explain."

"Ouch". 

"Luckily we didn't have that problem."

That we were aware of....

Mistress's adventures occurred - for the most part - while our kids were off to college or living out of town. That was not the case for the Brooklyn Molly, as this passage from the NY Times review describes:

"Winter is at her home in Brooklyn. She has just had sex with her boyfriend while her two children sleep upstairs. Her husband, Stewart, consented to her tryst, but feeling guilty, she dashes naked into the kitchen to text him: Don’t worry, she writes, “he has nothing on you as a lover.” But instead of texting her husband, she accidentally sends the message to her boyfriend, who leaves in a huff, and later breaks up with her. Winter, devastated, begs her husband to come home to comfort her."

My Molly had several lovers share the marital bed with her, but never with our kids in residence. Way too risky. And I was usually in the house, other than those times when a lover dropped by for a  morning quickie after (or just before) her caged cuckold headed off to work.

 I reminded Molly that there was a big difference between the couple in "More", or typical polyamory, and what has gone on at UCTMW.

"Big difference.  Her husband had his own female 'side-dishes'. 

"True slave.  She seemed to resent that he was having more extracurricular fun than she was."

" I guess that's the advantage of keeping a husband  caged?"

"So true, slave. So true."