Life, Community, and the Glory Room

 

Embarrassingly, it’s been too long since my last entry! Where has the time gone?… So many thoughts and memories of experiences have been swirling through my mind and it’s time to stop thinking and to start writing!

The clarity in our cuckold dynamic continues to evolve and when we thought it couldn’t get better…it does. Better in that with honest conversations…sometimes difficult…admitting to new self-realizations from unexpected experiences. Experiences, shared maybe differently by each other, that have been from my encounters with the sex partners I enjoy or through our close community of cherished good friends…other cuckold couples, my Queen of Spades sisters, and of course my preference of select sexy Black gentlemen who usually end up between my legs.

To be honest, meeting with local reliable sexy gentlemen has still been challenging to say the least…sigh. The results are often better when traveling out of town. The good news though, because of Covid and since, we have made very close friends and formed some lasting real and fun connections, originally online, with a community of cuckold couples, while also having the opportunity and exposure of being guests on several podcasts centered on our cuckold relationship dynamic.

For us it was an inspiring and fun discovery……a community of like-minded people sharing and enjoying the cuckolding dynamic.

Looking back…

…we had the opportunity to travel across country to visit one cuckold couple that we are very good friends with. Cuckoldress D, like me, is a Queen of Spades. She and her cuck organized a small party with three sexy Kings for D and me to enjoy.  Making things more interesting, my sexy Black gentlemen friend ‘G’ back home (you will be hearing more about him in the future), got in on some “cuckolding”. At G’s request, throughout the evening he had james take pictures and video clips of my encounters to share live with him while I was being fucked… but what happened after…a great conversation between me and james on the thrilling moments of being an exhibitionist to someone 2,000 miles away!

 

…with all the talk/buzz of the large interracial  lifestyle gatherings focused primarily on Hotwife/Stag-Vixen relationship dynamics, james and I along with our new community of cuckold couples, decided to plan our own intimate weekend event with all the couples attending celebrating the cuckold dynamic and the sexy Black gentlemen in attendance invited by the cuckoldresses. With a large party suite and individual rooms on the same floor of an upscale LA hotel reserved months in advance, the party unfolded. Not only did I get my fill from sexy Black gentlemen, james too had this amazing opportunity to socialize with other cucks…to see these gorgeous, strong and caged men laugh, talk and finally feel comfortable at a lifestyle event was rewarding. Though we had all met virtually and a few of us in person leading up to the event, the lifetime friendships forged are what we value the most.

We also experienced…as might be expected…one must over invite when it comes to Kings…life gets busy so our ratio of Black men to Queens was not as ideal as needed…lesson learned.

 

…a few months after our own intimate event, james and I decided to attended Splash Mocha in Houston.  Never having attended an event of this size, leading up to it was with a mixed set of emotions…excitement, nervousness and a healthy dose of angst running through each of our minds from different perspectives. Having our tribe of good friends, two other cuckold couples, greet us at the airport made for an easy and fun transition. Entering the vast hotel atrium lobby swarming with sexy confident Black gentlemen and other couples was heady. Everyone was there for one thing.  SEX and lots of it. The event unfolded seamlessly and from random sexy encounters to planned fucking dates we ended up returning home with many fun, sexy, and very hot memories.

Some of the highlights included a first day morning coffee run to the lobby ending with picking up Ray at the elevator lobby and inviting him into our suite…while james was sitting in the chair scanning his phone in his underwear, caged… surprise! He got to enjoy his coffee while watching me enjoy a gorgeous gentleman who with bravado fucked me hard.  The condom broke, so james was able to truly feel with fingers my cum-filled pussy. I also met a gorgeous paraplegic, ‘K’, in the lobby our first day as he was enjoying a cocktail soaking in the interaction of people getting to know one another. Later in the event I would go up to his room and have a very different but wonderful sex experience.

Of course, Splash is about sex and choices. You can make it private in your room…and someone else’s…or you can also be very public in different designated areas. Being a little uncertain at first, my favorite was the Glory Room…the glory hole for men and the discrete individual cubicle spaces for women, the “reverse glory hole”. What a turn on bending over a padded table screened except my exposed ass and pussy and being fucked by men lined up and not knowing anything but feeling their dicks…of course, condoms required. Each night required a visit for sucking or taking dick…or both.

We have now attended three Splash’s in Houston and each one was different; we learned to avoid expectations. There are always new couples and gentlemen to enjoy meeting, along with others returning from the previous year. The fun is seeing and experiencing a “community” of people comfortable with open sexual dynamics including cuckolding.

 

…there is no question that life occurs for all of us and should be a priority. That was a situation when learning of a family event to be held in LA in early summer. As james knew, when LA was mentioned my slutty brain went into overdrive as I thought of how we could incorporate sexy encounters into this family celebration weekend…answer…reservations at a convenient sexy hotel suite, arriving a day early, and an invitation to one of my favorite gentlemen, ‘P’.

Living only 10 minutes from our hotel P enthusiastically arrived during the cocktail hour and instead of the usual cocktails in the bar, he came directly to our room where the three of us enjoyed catching up over champagne and laughs…me dressed sexy, very high red CFM heels, crotchless stockings, black thong, red belt and black crop top, somewhat concealed under a long casual black skirt. When he entered the room I was able to drop the skirt and put it aside for dinner later on. After lots of catching up…laughter and sexy flirting, P and I began having very passionate foreplay and allowed james to stay and be photographer…awkward he later admitted, but the photos he took were hot!

 

After we finished fucking we excused james with a very tight cage to the lobby bar…I didn’t want james present while P fucked my ass, though later he would get to see it with the plan being to film it on my iPad. james carefully set the iPad in place and left for the bar. The sensation of P’s huge dick working its way into my ass was electric, it had been so long since I had enjoyed that sensation. P loves fucking my ass so it wasn’t to long before his cum was in me and  easing out from my ass. After cleaning up and dressing to meet james for dinner,  while turning off the iPad as we were leaving we discovered that it was never recording. Not what james would be expecting to hear…but I knew his great imagination would help when I later described it as best as I could remember LOL.

Meanwhile, james was charged to scope out at table for us to enjoy a light post-fuck meal in the bar.  As it turned out the bar was overrun by families and children. Fortunately, and even better, the hotel also had a sexy rooftop bar with live music, amazing cocktails and small plates to share.  Teasing each other in front of james, P and I eventually left him to pay the tab with directions to return to the bar downstairs and headed back to the room for ‘dessert’.  When P and I finished fucking we invited james back to the room and we all said our goodnights.

In the morning, though I was sore, I was aching for more sex so I texted P and invited him over for more. I didn’t get an immediate reply so I headed to the lobby for coffee for me and james, and sure enough, he replied and was back in my bed 30 minutes later…james again staying in the lobby with his coffee. After an easy half hour of morning sex, P had to leave to get work done….and I looking forward to finally connected with ‘L’ a new gentleman I met on SDC weeks prior.

L had some free time in the early afternoon so I invited him over.  james and I enjoyed breakfast in the lobby and much needed coffee before heading to the room to relax until L arrived. A whirlwind and intensity is how I’d describe my time in bed with L. After a brief yet interesting and fun conversation alongside with james in the lobby, L and I headed to the room leaving james to his imagination. I had kept my outfit simple, leggings and top, and they were both off in no time. In the 37 minutes that L was with me, he filled me with his cum twice and definitely left for the rest of his day smiling…before leaving, james was called back to the room to say good-by and witness my wet sex and the drenched bed. Before we got ready to catch an Uber to our family event, we had a couple of hours to relax and talk about the last 20 hours…james and I were in such a state of euphoria and I had such a feeling of empowerment. It was exciting and hot but also underscored how blended our sexual dynamic has become within our life.

 

…any occurrence of an idea in my search for the right sex partners that “less is more “ I only have to remind myself of a quick encounter with ‘T’, who I met a few months before. Sexy, confident, powerful, and a true Adonis describes this Black gentleman. Also, he’s busy as fuck so when he said he had an hour one chilly morning in an early February, knowing me you can clearly imagine that I immediately adjusted my schedule and leaving james at home drove across town to meet with him. No pun intended, incredible and intense only touches the surface of how to describe the encounter…my cervix was throbbing the remainder of the week..it does as I think about it. I need him now! Size absolutely does matter…which james knows all too well.

Another time I was able to meet with T he actually got a babysitter which was flattering and I appreciated because he’s a single dad and it’s not easy. We hosted him for the first time at our home and I was anxious for his visit. After james greeted him warmly he went to the kitchen where he stayed while T and I had sex. The sex was long and at some point james was ready to retire for the evening…I did invite him back to the room to view and after a quick yet warm acknowledgment of the enormous size of T’s dick he excused himself saying it was a long day (and evening!), to enjoy ourselves, and headed to a back bedroom now designated as the cuckold room. That was a first.

 

…after nine months since our initial sexy coffee date, I finally had a chance to meet up with ‘C’. This time james came with me to meet him because I wanted james to know him and feel comfortable for future opportunities of hosting him at our place. C being in another relationship and wanting to be as discreet as possible, we met at an outdoor shopping area with conveniently located parking garages.  The three of us enjoyed coffee and good conversation at a busy coffee shop, then C excused himself to the restroom, and when he returned said his goodbyes with a hand shake with james.  That was my agreed signal with C to leave james and discreetly follow him to his car. The back seat of his mid-sized SUV was full so we made out in the front and I was able to stroke and suck his magnificent dick. With me in the passenger seat, C asked me to pull down my leggings which I gladly did. With his deft fingers he was able to quickly find his way into my very wet pussy.  He was hesitant to go further but said “let me just put my tip in you”. I eagerly contorted my long body with my ass up on the console with him positioning his dick just at the opening of my pussy….I wanted him so badly but there just wasn’t room, and getting uncomfortable I sat back down and continued sucking and stroking his dick. With occasional pauses due to shoppers going to and from the garage, I finally sucked him to an intense orgasm and a mouthful of his delicious cum.  He had a work call to make so we briefly kissed goodbye and promised to make plans after the holidays. I got out of the car and pulled up my leggings, and preceded to stain them with my aroused pussy.
I absolutely felt a sense of empowerment as I walked back to the coffee shop to collect james. Upon meeting him, I immediately kissed him and shoved my tongue into his mouth to share a good taste of cum…james said it was easier to get a taste directly from my mouth than trying to lick it out of me. I will definitely remember that in the future.  Sharing all the details as we walked back to our car and as we continued on with our errands was exhilarating.  Going in and out of shops with my leggings increasing in wetness as I relived the scene that had just ensued was a perfect start to our weekend.  

Though it has been while since I’ve had the opportunity to sit down to reflect and write about my thoughts and some favorite memories, my forever champion james, and my empowering communities…from my Gentlemen friends to my sister queens and to those special cuckold couples…all have been my source of validation as a insatiable QofS. I am constantly reflecting and processing the magical, the uninhibited and the vulnerable moments of our adventures and through it all I have learned that discovering clarity is a function of communication.

Stay true…stay tune…