A fun little interaction I had over the week that I wanted to share/boast about. I'll try my best to keep it short but I'm still pretty excited about how things went down:

Over the past month, I've e been texting with a couple that I met online who are interested in taking a plung into the cuckold lifestyle. We did the usual thing you do when meeting playmates online as far as vetting to prove that you're real. They asked a pic of the goods to make sure everything wasn't just talk, which I happily obliged, but I also took it a step further this time; I also sent them a recording I took of myself stroking one out. No video, all audio so you can hear me panting, moaning and the slick sounds of my fist pumping over my dick. I thought it a bold move but i didn't really hear anything in response to it.

Either way, I must have left a good impression because they asked to meet in person. Again, did the usual; the three of us met in a public coffee shop and spent the next hour or so going over introductions again as well as setting down boundaries and rules.

All in all, things are progressing well if a bit formulaic.

That changed a bit this past Tuesday.

The wife and I met up for a dinner date, just the two of us, to make sure that we had workable chemistry. Hubby handed her the credit card so he was footing the bill with his only condition being that we enjoy ourself but no sex on the first date.

Okay. Whatever.

So, we're bonding over dinner and a couple of drinks. We each share our will/want/wonts, fantasies and other such stories. After a bit, she let's it slip that she's a very aural person.

I asked her, in that case, if she enjoyed the sound file I sent them earlier. She gets all bashful and nods, eventually admitting that, ever since she first recieved the recording, she's been using it to masturbate to almost every day.

Fascinating

I ask her to elaborate; tell me what she likes about it specifically and so forth. She explains that she really likes how real it sounded, as though I wasn't hamming it up for show but I was actually enjoying myself. (Which is good because I was) She also mentions that she likes how wet it sounded since it helps her imagine that it's happening to her.

"Oh? Your pussy gets that wet?"

"When it has something to be that wet for..."

Score.

We finish up our meal and climb into my car so I can drive her back home. Now that we were alone and in private, we start talking in much greater detail. I ask her, when she plays with herself to my voice, what does she use to get off? She has a bit of a toy collection so she says she just changes it up each time.

"Why's that?'

"I've been trying to find one that is about your size but it hasn't been easy..."

"What about those pictures I sent you?"

"Yeah, but there's nothing in them to compare for scale."

"Well, why not find out for yourself right here and now?"

She reminds me that we promised her husband no sex during this date. I reassure her that we won't be having any kind of sex. Rather, she should think of it as quality assurance; just a peek to confirm that I'm packing what I claim to be. That was enough rational for her.

At the next stop, I unzip and pull out my dick, letting it flop in clear view on my lap as I drive. It's dark by this point but, as the passing streetlights illuminated her face, I could see her staring my cock down hard which only serves to make me harder. She may have even tried to sneak some pictures of it since she was holding her phone oddly at points but idk how well they came out considering how dark it was.

She's pretty quiet though which has me slightly concerned that I may have overstepped a boundary.

"I know I said that you were only taking a look but you're allowed to touch it if you wa-"

I don't even get to finish the thought before she shoots her arm across the center console and grabs hold. I'm guessing she was just shy or maybe even intimidated before because, now that she's touching it, she gets all giggly and just fawning all over it like kitten with catnip.

She keeps playing with it for the rest of the drive; squeezing it, waggling it, testing the weight, all while asking me question after question about how big it is, if I did anything to get that big and so on. I answer all her questions to the best of my ability while trying to not get distracted from driving.

I just had one question for her in return:

"Know which toy I'm closest to now?"

She tells me that none of them compare and that she's got quite a challenge ahead of her.

I tuck myself away before pulling up to her place. As she is gathering her stuff, she turns to me and asks of she could be honest with me. I tell her to please do.

Apparently, before all this, even before we spoke, when she and her husband first discussed entering the cuck life, she had some reservations. Between finding, meeting and then potentially sleeping with a bull, she wasn't quite sure what to expect and was kind of just going along with it to please her hubby.

"And now?"

"Now I can't wait for you to fuck me stupid with that huge dick."

And that's what this is all about. Making dreams happen. Opening eyes and moistening thighs.