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A 75 man bukkake!

I started to say it progress as it does with any couple, because it felt like such a natural progression. 

I guess it started with once I felt comfortable that he wouldn't press the anal issue, I was willing to try it.  It wasn't something that we made a part of our regular sex life, but I became comfortable with it and around it.  The taboo went away.

Kind of the same with cum.  Because he had been so honorable about everything I felt it was only fair to reward him with the occasional swallow or facial.  At one point I finally admitted to myself that there was nothing gross or degrading about it at all, that it was about attitude more than anything else... and you get to choose your attitude.

Then we went to San Francisco and ended up almost by accident at a club called the Power Exchange where we fucked in front of other people for the first time.  Then we tried swinging.  Then we made friends with a girl that owned her own porn website and got involved in gang-bangs and bukkakes.  The next thing we decided to try was BDSM.

The answer is I don't know.  Sorry.

The relationship my husband and I have is one that we built brick by brick over nearly 20 years. 

When we first got together I though cum was utterly gross and disgusting and wanted nothing to do with it, and even the discussion of anal sex was flat out OUT OF THE QUESTION.

I have written about my husbands remarkable character several times in the past and it has been in the glow of absolute trust and safety that I have evolved into the cum addicted anal queen you seek answers from today.

He made it very clear from the beginning that there would never be an issue of "accidentally".  Oops! I accidentally came in your mouth, or sorry my cock accidentally slipped into your ass.  Never, not once.  It was also clear in the early days of our experimentation, that it didn't matter if he was 10 seconds from cumming, if something made me uncomfortable, we would stop what ever it was immediately.

Absolute faith and trust in my husband allowed me to open door that I previously never even wanted to know existed.  In return for that faith and trust I agreed to open some of those doors.

That is a good question and one that I cannot easily answer.  The end of this year started with Emily asking my husband to be her father and walk her down the isle at her wedding.  This is a role that my husband earned through an extraordinary amount of character.  Then we had a friend die out of the blue who was only a few weeks older than my husband.  Then Christmas came and he gave me one of the most meaningful and sentimental gifts I have ever received... after a year of chastity, orgasm denial, humiliation, etc. (honestly, this man has a gift of finding gifts that will truly touch ones heart.  Of many couples these may be once in a life time events, my husband seems to manage it almost every year). 

Then the night before last I saw him act to protect a girl from her boyfriends abusive mother.  He acted in a way that every woman dreams her Knight in Shining Armor will act; with character and dignity, and courage.  And once again I was in awe if the man I am married to.

This last month has been a genuine emotional roller coaster.  I am currently caught between two worlds.  I genuinely believe what I say about males with small penises being inferior and needing to be locked up... but at the same time... I have a husband that deserves every blessed pleasure that could be possibly be bestowed upon him. 

I believe, well in fact I know, that he likes and wants this lifestyle, though he acts otherwise, that is part of our dance.  But given who he is, the man he is, the GIANT he is... at times like this I emotionally have a difficult time committing him to this lifestyle that we both genuinely want.  

It is extremely difficult to dominate a man you would so willingly, and confidently follow right up to the gates of hell.