If I had a photo

ON the right you see a photo of the famous or infamous as you choose, Betty Page. A drawing actually...and what is it Ms Betty is doing? Well she is thrilling the audience with a pole dance.

What a seductive art form that is. I love watching "G-String Divas" a series on HBO filmed in a "strip club" somewhere in New York or Jersey.....The girls are gorgeous and they are so seductive on the poles...Athletic, flexible, sexy......I,, like most guys, have been to a strip club; but I do not really enjoy them. I feel pressured to part with my hard earned money and while everyone knows I love to be teased, I at least like knowing the girl likes me when she teases me....its too phony for me, but I do enjoy the art form.

Last week my little "stripper" in training went to a swingers club. Lot's of times at these clubs the ladies in the house will attach themselves to one of the various poles and put on a show for their husbands, lovers, etc.....Now while I'M sure many of the girls who do the pole thing are or have been real dancers in clubs, most of them are just someones wife, girlfriend, FWB, or otherwise with someone in the club. They are the "real girl next door." Amateurs in the arena of Pole dancing. Maybe slightly exhibitionist or maybe slightly flirtatious, and sometimes a bit tipsy but always trying to be sexy and mostly succeding.

Many times my wife, the little cuckoldress that she is has said that she would love to "pole dance" but has always felt too self concious to do so.

Last Saturday, we got to the club...She wore a very hot mini skirt, calf high boots with 5" heels, a leather belt and a skimpy matching tank top and a leather jacket just cause the A/C in the club will freeze meat. So she looks at me and says, "I ought to try.....!" I said, "Yes, but only if your comfortable." She says, "I'm afraid at what the people will do..." Kitten I said, Last time we were here a girl in baggy, saggy jeans, got up on stage and if I did not know better I would have sworn she was a statue she moved so slowly......no one laughed at her and her man was very appreciative and she was not even half as hot as you.....your hotter under cold water than she was in a fire.

..................and with that, my darling hot wife got up and pole danced......and for the first time ever watching a girl, any girl, professional or otherwise in any setting or environment, I grew a tent pole uner my dockers......a huge tent pole....and when she came back she smiled and gave me a hot lap dance just like the girls on G-string divas do but only she kept me hard the whole time and leaking like a faucet in need of a plumber. I just love her for everything she does and for her bravery and daring and for a damn hot pole dance...and If I only had a photo.

Married To The F.W.B.?

From Mrs. B-Denied

Now, this is not as poetic as hubby just posted. I was just amused at a recent happening.

I have had a F*** Buddy now for over 6 years. Even after he moved to another state and we moved to a different state--he still calls when he is on the road & horny & needs a female voice to put him over the edge. I know what he wants to hear, so he keeps calling. He has managed to be in our area a few times, and we did get together physically, but it has morphed into me being his phone call girl.

He has mentioned several times over the years he would like to do something that I am not willing to do. Lately, it has become his obsession and he has been texting like crazy and doing that so male "please, please, please" posture.....finally, I figured since it is his fantasy, and we just phone bone after many texts, I gave in & played along with his fantasy. He was thrilled, then said he'll have to make his way here so he can do it for real. Still I said, it will hurt, and they will ask questions at the hopspital. He still did his please please please--he'll be gentle & only go in a little way....(now, I don't think many girls have not heard THAT line at some time in her life!!! What a croc!) But, he managed to get off & we hung up.

He called the next evening & it was the same thing. By now I am getting tired of this. (fortunately, after all these years, he is respctful, and I really don't have anything to fear. He is just a little boy trying to get his way)

Hubby knew what has been happening & he was home at the time. He told me to tell him I want to fuck him then sit on his face & have his cum drip down his face into his mouth. I texted those words to him and that I want to get off, what # should I call him on.

Nothing. No response. I guess he was sulking and giving me the silent treatment, like we are married or something!!! I told hubby that did it, he won't call anymore since he can't get what he wants. Hubby said, no, he will call again, you wait & see. The silent treatment will only last so long.

I happened to know he was still on the road this week---so, I was expecting another call. But one night goes by. One morning goes by. Another night goes by. Another morning--then the second night---I hear the bzz bzzz bzz of the text. It was him. this time was "normal". He wanted a picture of my pussy--I sent one. He wanted another. I told him he'd have to be happy with what he has. So he sulked about 10 minutes & he texts me to call him--it was a normal call--he was horny & wanted a girly voice to help him get off.

So how long before he starts on his obsession requests start again? Shall we venture a guess or 2?

Good thing I have found another replacement F*** Buddy nearby, even if it not as often as I would like (especially now since he is overseas). But at least this one actually talks, and is s good fuck. But this "relationship" has only been a year...give it time. He did say he likes his kink. I'll be on the "look out".

MAKE ME (A Group Post today)

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Sleeper Cell (phone)

Mrs B.Denied again here---

Like I said--what a lousy call girl I would be for real! After those couple days where former F**** Buddy kept texting & calling--the very next night I thought for sure I would not hear from him--he must have been VERY horny, because when I got up in the morning--there was a MISSED TEXT from 11:30PM the night before.....I can't hear the phone from the other side of the house---guess I'll have to start sleeping with my cell phone! Gives new meaning to the term "sleeper cell", eh? By that time it was Friday--don't want to return a text...just in case he is back at home! Now I have to wait once again! :( & new Military Man is gone back & is not available for now. Oh well! We'll have to see what we can find. I certainly look at men in a different way since hubby & I have started this cuckolding! I have always surreptitiously looked at good looking men...but now I get to think with absolutely no guilt I can actually F**** them! Man, if that cop sitting at the table next to us in a restaurant could only read my mind....or those firemen in the grocery store......

An Officer & A Gentlemnan...sort of

What a week after a long dry spell. All of a sudden they "cum" out of the wood work. My new Military man contacted me last week & said he's back for a while & wanted to stop by. Well. Since it has been a few weeks since I heard from my former f**** buddy, I KNEW who would be a calling. I thought it would be after Easter, but it turned out to be on Easter.

I had just gotten a new updated cell phone--complete with the ability to take photos. Former F**** Buddy has been pestering me for photos the last few times we spoke, but my phone did not take photos & I guess he did not want to take the chance of me e-mailing some to him. Well, after some sexy texts, he was VERY excited about the new phone & its magical abilities. I had Hubby help out--it's hard to take pussy shots with one hand! Hubby made some nice photos & they went over extremely well. We texted off & on all day, then around midnight the texts started again. Hubby was sleeping so I snuck out into the living room. My Buddy wanted more photos, but I thwarted him& said he'd have to make do with what he already had gotten, so he asked I call his hotel. I must not be as good a call girl as I had hoped--I called the hotel & when he answered I tried to sound sexy & he said "Who is this? Well--I thought maybe the hotel guy put me through to the wrong room( & it was late & I was still kind of groggy)--so I tentatively asked if this was {name}. He laughed & said yes--I pretended to be mad at him for scaring me like that! I think he wanted me to say it was his personal whore calling....what do I know, not being a "call girl" for very long? I phone boned him to his heart's content, then he was satisfied & able to get some sleep. But he must have not gotten laid over Spring break with his wife or any girlfriend--he texted again first thing in the morning & I got him off again! He must be temporarily satisfied--no texts or calls now for a few days! He is still lot of fun, even if only by phone now a days.

IN THE MEANTIME-----New Military Man did stop by as promised on Tuesday. We were alone. I had dressed in a diaphanous sexy piece of lingerie. He already had a hard on walking in the door, but his smile said it all. He put his hands on me & pulled me close & we kissed. He said he liked how it felt. I turned around & pressed by butt against his hard on & said I liked what I felt! We sashayed into the bedroom & kissed some more. I slid off the lingerie & he undressed. I knelt down & stared a blow job. He moaned how much he MISSED that, so I continued, stopped, continued & stopped...then he said he was so close & did not want to come yet. So onto the bed we pounced-being the gentleman that he is--girls come first! -he kissed me from the top down & went down on me. After much moaning I let him know to stop. He got up & said he wanted me to suck his cock. I obliged. It was a difficult position, so he stood up & had his hands on the ceiling to hold himself... He has a nice lean hard"V"shaped body & he looked like super man standing over me. I knelt on the soft bed & put his cock on my mouth. It as not long before his hands were grabbing my hair & I could tell he was close. I told him to paint my face--so out it came-all over my face. He never did put his cock in me--all he wanted was a blow job--something he had not had for a ling time and he really enjoyed it.

We cleaned up & talked a bit--then it was back on with the jeans, and a kiss good bye at the door & wished him well. He left with a smile.

Mrs B-Denied

And finally................

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In the Works part two

Stay tuned and I will update everyone next week. I'm sure there will be something by then to report.

In the meantime Happy Easter Everyone and don't let the Rabbit die....