Access Almost Denied: Becoming a Cuckquean

Access Almost Denied: Left Wet and Wanting

Hello, naughty ones. Some of you are familiar with the term cuckquean. For those of you who aren’t, a cuckquean is a woman who gets off on access almost denied situations – or more specifically, watching her partner have sex with someone else. I stumbled upon the idea of being a cuckquean during my sexual transformation after my divorce.

I was not intimate with anyone other than Mark – my lover at the time – at the beginning of our relationship. He, however, was seeing other people, including a woman named Ebony. And he’d expressed interest in the three of us getting to know each other. I’m almost ashamed to admit that I automatically assumed he meant casually, but I did. And Mark let me know in no uncertain terms that he wanted me to be a cuckquean.

Arranging my first access almost denied experience

The idea of being a cuckquean made me nervous and very insecure. But Mark and I talked about it for quite some time and set boundaries that worked for both of us. Then came the night when we decided to make my first access almost denied experience a reality. Mark, Ebony, and I met at a bar. She was gorgeous, with long dark hair and a smile that lit up the room. And the anticipation of what was to come made my pulse quicken and my panties wet, especially when Mark and Ebony started flirting with each other right in front of me.

We went to Mark’s place later and enjoyed a few glasses of wine before I took a seat on the bed. Mark and Ebony joined me shortly after and began to kiss, slowly and passionately. And I’ll admit, I felt a flicker of jealousy. However, that feeling was quickly replaced by lust. It was like watching a sex show specifically crafted for my pleasure alone, and it was intoxicating.

Enjoying my first access almost denied experience

I watched Mark explore Ebony’s body with his mouth and hands. He had done the same to me a thousand times, yet it felt new seeing it from another vantage point.

He glanced over at me. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yes.” My voice trembled with arousal.

A smirk curved Mark’s lips as he turned back to Ebony. “You hear that, Ebony? My beautiful little cuckquean likes to watch.”

Ebony chuckled softly, her gaze flicking to mine. There was a mix of curiosity and something darker in her brown eyes. “Is that right?” She trailed a hand down Mark’s chest. “You like watching your boyfriend with me, Alyssa?”

“Yes,” I admitted, feeling a delicious thrill at saying it out loud.

Mark’s smirk deepened as he pulled Ebony closer. “Then watch closely,” he commanded. “Because this is all you get tonight.”

His words sent a jolt of pleasure through me. It was a twisted kind of arousal that made my body pulse with need. My eyes were glued to them as he pushed Ebony back onto the bed. And his hands moved over every inch of her with a deliberate, almost cruel slowness before he began to fuck her, making my first access almost denied experience even hotter.

“Tell Alyssa what it feels like to have my cock inside you, Ebony.”

Ebony moaned softly as she arched into his touch. “It feels incredible, Alyssa,” she purred. “He’s so good, so rough. I love it when he takes me like this.”

I was nothing more than a voyeur, a spectator to Mark and Ebony’s passion. However, my access almost denied experience made me ache with a need I could hardly stand. And I soon heard myself moaning after I slipped my hand between my legs while I watched their bodies move together.

“That’s it,” Mark teased. “Play with your pussy. That’s the only way you’ll cum tonight – if I give you permission to cum.”

His cruel words and authoritative tone turned me on even more. “Please, Mark,” I whimpered, my voice trembling with need as I fingered my pussy faster. “Please, let me cum.”

He smirked, a dark satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. “Not until Ebony and I cum.”

I watched, helpless, as he made Ebony cum three times before he exploded inside her. Then and only then did he permit me to cum. And my orgasm crashed over me with a force that left me gasping and shaking.

“That’s a good cuckquean,” he said, his voice soft and mocking. “You did so well, watching us. Now get over here and clean us up.”

I nodded and did as I was told, making both of them cum again in the process, all the while being denied another orgasm until the next day.

I know some people might judge or just not understand how I got off on my access almost denied experiences with Mark and Ebony, and that’s their right. I’ve learned that it’s OK to explore the parts of ourselves that society deems unconventional. What matters is that we’re honest with ourselves and with our partners.

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