What do you think about when you’re having sex with your wife?

I think about how great a kisser she is and how she is highly sexual and loves to share her pussy. I think about some of the stories she has told me about what she liked about fucking certain guys, or licking pussy, swallowing someones cum, or where some guys cum ended up. I think about all the slutty things she has done and how I am lucky to have my own personal slut. For some reason I cannot think about the couple of gang bangs she has done because I lose it and cum.
 
Like many others I think of the times she has cheated on me, of the stories she has told me about her BFs, and the great sex she has had with other men. I ask her "was he better than me?" and get really turned on when she says "he is better than you". I also often ask her "when did you last get fucked by someone else?", getting really turned on when she says "Tuesday" or "about ten days ago" or whatever it was. Then I ask "was it your BF?" as it nearly always is, but just occasionally she has to admit to cheating with ex-BFs, other men she fancies or - just once - a very naughty teenage stud.
 
I think about after 25 years of faithfulness, my wife is now eagerly dropping her panties and letting men, many who are strangers to her, fuck her. That she is now doing it with my knowledge and behind my back. She has become an easy piece of ass, which is so opposite of the good wife/mom she has been. She can’t get enough new stuff now. I think about her moans with other men, her legs spread so wide, and how she orgasms intensely with them.
 
I imagine her being used and dominated my a Muslim bull with a large thick circumsized cock. I am on my knees next to her as the bull stands there fully erect; she is wrapped around his legs as she sucks and licks his balls and throbbing veiny cock.

He bends her over the side of bed and lifts her abaya and inserts his unprotected cock in to get deep wet pussy. He pounds her deep and in multiple positions until he deposits a large load inside of her. As he pulls out, I have to clean his cock before I am made to clean her shaved pussy.

When I am cumming on her large breasts I cum so much harder when I am imagining the bull doing it.
 
I think about her with another man. And not just any man but the man who she has been with multiple times already. The two of them together is beyond my ability to resist surrendering her to. It gets my dick beyond hard. Her body heat, her beauty, the sight of her in her sexy panties and bra, the smell of sex in the room, the sounds the bed is making as we fuck each other, the sound of her heavy breathing increasing, the sound of her moaning in pleasure....her body bearing down against mine as her beautiful tits press against my chest, her face with eyes closed now inches from mine....all are his before they are mine. I imagine she is wishing and wanting the same thing I am....that I was him instead of me. That it was his dick inside her. That it was his face between her legs and his tongue licking her from a**hole to clit, claiming every portion of her body as his own. It is without question the #1 desire and weakness for me sexually. I am not ashamed or afraid to admit it either. He is an alpha male and she an alpha female and I want nothing more than to surrender them to each other. She is my wife, yes. I love her. But her sexual desires and needs are better met by him. I'm ok with it. The fire between them is too hot to put out. It's just the f'n truth. When they are in the same room, and no matter who else is present, their bodies just seem to pull towards one another like moths to a flame. Watching them flirt with each other right in front of me makes MY heart race, my cock rock hard, my breathing heavy. Letting him take that from me is the most powerful sexual experience I've ever had the pleasure of enjoying. Surrender is the job of the beta male. The beta voice in my head says "Be a good beta and stand aside like a good beta should. The pu**y is his and he's taking it. She needs it, he needs it, you get sloppy seconds. Be happy about it." That's 100% where my head goes and I would not and do not want that to change. My job is to be man enough to not interrupt these two alphas in getting what they need from each other but to do my part in making sure their night/weekend or week together out of town is as powerful and mind-blowing as possible. When they draw closer in the bar light, if he should touch her or she him, when they focus intently upon each other like they are the only two people in the room and they finally leave the bar to go succumb to the desires and needs of their bodies...that entire exchange feels like it's my duty to protect. They need each other.
 
I think about all the unprotected sex that has pounded this hole into the sloppy, wet mess that you see here. Just so much cock has been inside my wife. And then I have to slow down or pull out, because the more I think about how beat up and used it is, the quicker I want to blow my load.
 

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