What life experiences led you to share your Wife?

[Catholic_Wife]

Definitely not trying to play Freud or Sherlock here, but I still find myself intrigued by the desires or motives that led me to agree and then to enjoy sharing my wife with other men.

Trying to deepening a bit in my case, there are some facts or thoughts which might had caused some influence:

My mother was a very good manered and seemingly conservative person. But in the past while my father and her stayed separated for 1 year or so, I noticed she was having an sexual affair with a strange man. Very late at night she used to drag him upstairs to bang. And I kinda got excited about this; I always appreciated porn but I never saw myself as man with such extroverted personality or disinhibition. Then I never saw myself as a Dirk Diggler but as a Jack Horner guy or maybe a voyeur; I also felt very conflicted between jealousy and a more libertine or open liberal view of world and sex. I am twisted by those notions; My wife is both conservative and slutty in her own ways and finally recognizing that was to pull a trigger.

What about yourselves? We would love to hear about!

And a wife's picture because now we are certainly exhibitionits and voyeurs:

 

[tball9069]

Amazing ass pussy body picture everything wow!!! 🔥

 

[BlazeH]

We’ve been married almost five years. About two years ago we separated for a few months. She started dating other men. I wanted her back. She said that we could get back together but under one condition, that I would be ok with her dating. I agreed.
She has a steady bf now which I’m happy about. I was always nervous about the men she would hook up with. I’m really ok with being a cuck. Although it can be humiliating especially when people we know see her with other guys, but overall our marriage is better now for it.

 

[Catholic_Wife]

We’ve been married almost five years. About two years ago we separated for a few months. She started dating other men. I wanted her back. She said that we could get back together but under one condition, that I would be ok with her dating. I agreed.
She has a steady bf now which I’m happy about. I was always nervous about the men she would hook up with. I’m really ok with being a cuck. Although it can be humiliating especially when people we know see her with other guys, but overall our marriage is better now for it.

And you never thought about this possibility (sharing a wife) before that split?

 

[BlazeH]

I did think about it but never told my wife. And I actually never did. When she gave me the ultimatum, saying yes was the perfect situation.

 

[Cpl4bd]

Definitely not trying to play Freud or Sherlock here, but I still find myself intrigued by the desires or motives that led me to agree and then to enjoy sharing my wife with other men.

Trying to deepening a bit in my case, there are some facts or thoughts which might had caused some influence:

My mother was a very good manered and seemingly conservative person. But in the past while my father and her stayed separated for 1 year or so, I noticed she was having an sexual affair with a strange man. Very late at night she used to drag him upstairs to bang. And I kinda got excited about this; I always appreciated porn but I never saw myself as man with such extroverted personality or disinhibition. Then I never saw myself as a Dirk Diggler but as a Jack Horner guy or maybe a voyeur; I also felt very conflicted between jealousy and a more libertine or open liberal view of world and sex. I am twisted by those notions; My wife is both conservative and slutty in her own ways and finally recognizing that was to pull a trigger.

What about yourselves? We would love to hear about!

And a wife's picture because now we are certainly exhibitionits and voyeurs:
View attachment 2378207

That pic is on fire……

 

[Happy Mom]

I don’t think anything has to happen for men to want to share their wives or live in the lifestyle we live. We simply love sex and want our partner to be happy. When I’m happy my husband is happy. If that happiness comes from his cock or others it doesn’t matter. When my husband is satisfied after fucking another woman I’m happy. I do get the best end of it. I get to fuck so many more men than he does women. He’s happy with that.

 

[Catholic_Wife]

I don’t think anything has to happen for men to want to share their wives or live in the lifestyle we live. We simply love sex and want our partner to be happy. When I’m happy my husband is happy. If that happiness comes from his cock or others it doesn’t matter. When my husband is satisfied after fucking another woman I’m happy. I do get the best end of it. I get to fuck so many more men than he does women. He’s happy with that.

Sorry, but you are saying that men's experiences in life just don't matter in this lifestyle?

We all are human beings. Our likes and dislikes they exist due many reasons. They don't originate just out of thin air.

But is nice to hear you both are extracting good feelings doing all of It!

 

[My redhed 4 bbc]

My wife slept with one of my friends after a party. To this day, she is unaware that I know about this. I was highly suspicious that this had happened when she came home in the early hours (actually very late early hours if that makes sense), then was able to confirm it later on in the morning when she went out (probably to get the morning after pill, I believe). Therefore, for several hours it had been on my mind and, to my shock, I was so incredibly turned on by the thought of her fucking another man. This really came out if the blue, but made me realise what a turn on it was.

This was the start of a very long and gradual process - probably about 12 years - during which we developed fantasies that eventually led to the real thing.

 

[BlazeH]

Nice!

 

[Rakson]

My wife slept with one of my friends after a party. To this day, she is unaware that I know about this. I was highly suspicious that this had happened when she came home in the early hours (actually very late early hours if that makes sense), then was able to confirm it later on in the morning when she went out (probably to get the morning after pill, I believe). Therefore, for several hours it had been on my mind and, to my shock, I was so incredibly turned on by the thought of her fucking another man. This really came out if the blue, but made me realise what a turn on it was.

This was the start of a very long and gradual process - probably about 12 years - during which we developed fantasies that eventually led to the real thing.

I'd love to know more. How did you know? Her going out doesn't prove it, surely? Did you check her phone? Was there semen in her knickers?

 

[My redhed 4 bbc]

I'd love to know more. How did you know? Her going out doesn't prove it, surely? Did you check her phone? Was there semen in her knickers?

Okay, the full story:

It was several years ago, can't think exactly how many, but I reckon about twelve.

Anyway, we were invited to a big party - an 80s themed party (80s music etc) - and all our friends would be going. Trouble was, I had not long had a knee operation (ACL from playing rugby) and I don't much like 80s music anyway so I decided to stay at home. I was still in plaster after all. I knew that my wife had been flirting a lot with one of our friends and they clearly got on well (he's married also, by the way). I know he fancied the hell out if her. He had not hidden that and had even told me that she had the best tits he had ever seen (he'd copped a few looks down her top over the time we've known him) and even joked once that he would love to cum on them.

I helped my wife get ready to go out. She wanted to look the part. They were all going in 80s clothing etc. This meant that I knew exactly what she was wearing. Anyway, she looked great and off she went.

Later in the evening I got a text from a number I didn't recognise. It had a photo on it. My wife and my friend were kissing and it looked like a proper full on kiss too. Obviously, I was suspicious but went to bed at about midnight. Then, at around 3 am I heard the front door open and close. She was home. She went into the down stairs toilet and was there for ages. I was even going to go and see if she was alright, but then heard her coming up the stairs. I stayed in bed in the dark and kept still so she'd think I was asleep. First of all, I saw her throw something into the laundry basket. Then I watched her undress. She took off her top and she wasn't wearing a bra. She definitely had one on when she went out. Then, she took off her jeans and I was really very surprised to see she was no longer wearing any knickers. Again, she was definitely wearing some when she went out. It was obvious to me that this was what she had thrown into the laundry bin. Even at this point I was starting to feel aroused because I had put two and two together. I reckon, she had spent so long in the downstairs loo trying to let all his cum run out of her pussy, but there was probably so much already in her knickers that she couldn't put them back on.

She got into bed and went to sleep. I lay there not knowing if I was upset or just turned on. My mind was racing, but it soon became obvious to me (because I had an enormous erection) that I was seriously aroused by the thought of this.

In the morning, she said she had to go out urgently. She didn't tell me where. But I now reckon she needed to get to a pharmacist to get a morning after pill. So she left. I got up and went straight to the laundry bin where I found her knickers from the night before and the gusset was full of a huge amount of cum. I know it could be a lot of things but it looked like cum to me. I looked at her other knickers in the bin to see if any others looked remotely the same but none did. It was cum. I'm certain of it.

I was a bit worried. I didn't want to lose her, but I didn't think that was likely to happen. Within a few minutes I was masturbating whilst thinking about what she had done. I think I now know where they went to do it too. I often masturbate thinking about all of this even now.

About a week later, my friend came round to our house for a lads event watching rugby. My wife was quick to get up and answer the door to him (she hadn't been so anxious to do so for the other guys) and I could tell there was no more flirting and it was a little awkward between them.

That's about it. But I reckon it's pretty certain that they fucked. I've never confronted either of them about it. I realised from that moment on that I was turned on by the thought of her fucking someone else. It also made me realise that she was willing to fuck another guy.

 

[Rakson]

Okay, the full story:

It was several years ago, can't think exactly how many, but I reckon about twelve.

Anyway, we were invited to a big party - an 80s themed party (80s music etc) - and all our friends would be going. Trouble was, I had not long had a knee operation (ACL from playing rugby) and I don't much like 80s music anyway so I decided to stay at home. I was still in plaster after all. I knew that my wife had been flirting a lot with one of our friends and they clearly got on well (he's married also, by the way). I know he fancied the hell out if her. He had not hidden that and had even told me that she had the best tits he had ever seen (he'd copped a few looks down her top over the time we've known him) and even joked once that he would love to cum on them.

I helped my wife get ready to go out. She wanted to look the part. They were all going in 80s clothing etc. This meant that I knew exactly what she was wearing. Anyway, she looked great and off she went.

Later in the evening I got a text from a number I didn't recognise. It had a photo on it. My wife and my friend were kissing and it looked like a proper full on kiss too. Obviously, I was suspicious but went to bed at about midnight. Then, at around 3 am I heard the front door open and close. She was home. She went into the down stairs toilet and was there for ages. I was even going to go and see if she was alright, but then heard her coming up the stairs. I stayed in bed in the dark and kept still so she'd think I was asleep. First of all, I saw her throw something into the laundry basket. Then I watched her undress. She took off her top and she wasn't wearing a bra. She definitely had one on when she went out. Then, she took off her jeans and I was really very surprised to see she was no longer wearing any knickers. Again, she was definitely wearing some when she went out. It was obvious to me that this was what she had thrown into the laundry bin. Even at this point I was starting to feel aroused because I had put two and two together. I reckon, she had spent so long in the downstairs loo trying to let all his cum run out of her pussy, but there was probably so much already in her knickers that she couldn't put them back on.

She got into bed and went to sleep. I lay there not knowing if I was upset or just turned on. My mind was racing, but it soon became obvious to me (because I had an enormous erection) that I was seriously aroused by the thought of this.

In the morning, she said she had to go out urgently. She didn't tell me where. But I now reckon she needed to get to a pharmacist to get a morning after pill. So she left. I got up and went straight to the laundry bin where I found her knickers from the night before and the gusset was full of a huge amount of cum. I know it could be a lot of things but it looked like cum to me. I looked at her other knickers in the bin to see if any others looked remotely the same but none did. It was cum. I'm certain of it.

I was a bit worried. I didn't want to lose her, but I didn't think that was likely to happen. Within a few minutes I was masturbating whilst thinking about what she had done. I think I now know where they went to do it too. I often masturbate thinking about all of this even now.

About a week later, my friend came round to our house for a lads event watching rugby. My wife was quick to get up and answer the door to him (she hadn't been so anxious to do so for the other guys) and I could tell there was no more flirting and it was a little awkward between them.

That's about it. But I reckon it's pretty certain that they fucked. I've never confronted either of them about it. I realised from that moment on that I was turned on by the thought of her fucking someone else. It also made me realise that she was willing to fuck another guy.

Absolutely sensational! This has me hard and throbbing! Hope you ranked I to her knickers and added to that sticky mess 😉

 

[My redhed 4 bbc]

Absolutely sensational! This has me hard and throbbing! Hope you ranked I to her knickers and added to that sticky mess 😉

Sadly, no. I was rather overtaken by what was a real revelation. Not only was my wife a slut but I loved it.

 

[Rakson]

Sadly, no. I was rather overtaken by what was a real revelation. Not only was my wife a slut but I loved it.

You lucky guy. I dream of her coming home oozing another man's cum into her knickers 🤤

 

[jusme]

For advice only (sounds like a disclaimer lol)
In my past with my exwife I have always found that she wad waiting to see if I would notice that she had fucked another guy and ask her. If I asked her she would usually get all defensive at first, but we always ended up in bed or on the moors fuvking while she told me the whole story. She was always wanting to tell me, but didn't know where to start
Hope this helps

Okay, the full story:

It was several years ago, can't think exactly how many, but I reckon about twelve.

Anyway, we were invited to a big party - an 80s themed party (80s music etc) - and all our friends would be going. Trouble was, I had not long had a knee operation (ACL from playing rugby) and I don't much like 80s music anyway so I decided to stay at home. I was still in plaster after all. I knew that my wife had been flirting a lot with one of our friends and they clearly got on well (he's married also, by the way). I know he fancied the hell out if her. He had not hidden that and had even told me that she had the best tits he had ever seen (he'd copped a few looks down her top over the time we've known him) and even joked once that he would love to cum on them.

I helped my wife get ready to go out. She wanted to look the part. They were all going in 80s clothing etc. This meant that I knew exactly what she was wearing. Anyway, she looked great and off she went.

Later in the evening I got a text from a number I didn't recognise. It had a photo on it. My wife and my friend were kissing and it looked like a proper full on kiss too. Obviously, I was suspicious but went to bed at about midnight. Then, at around 3 am I heard the front door open and close. She was home. She went into the down stairs toilet and was there for ages. I was even going to go and see if she was alright, but then heard her coming up the stairs. I stayed in bed in the dark and kept still so she'd think I was asleep. First of all, I saw her throw something into the laundry basket. Then I watched her undress. She took off her top and she wasn't wearing a bra. She definitely had one on when she went out. Then, she took off her jeans and I was really very surprised to see she was no longer wearing any knickers. Again, she was definitely wearing some when she went out. It was obvious to me that this was what she had thrown into the laundry bin. Even at this point I was starting to feel aroused because I had put two and two together. I reckon, she had spent so long in the downstairs loo trying to let all his cum run out of her pussy, but there was probably so much already in her knickers that she couldn't put them back on.

She got into bed and went to sleep. I lay there not knowing if I was upset or just turned on. My mind was racing, but it soon became obvious to me (because I had an enormous erection) that I was seriously aroused by the thought of this.

In the morning, she said she had to go out urgently. She didn't tell me where. But I now reckon she needed to get to a pharmacist to get a morning after pill. So she left. I got up and went straight to the laundry bin where I found her knickers from the night before and the gusset was full of a huge amount of cum. I know it could be a lot of things but it looked like cum to me. I looked at her other knickers in the bin to see if any others looked remotely the same but none did. It was cum. I'm certain of it.

I was a bit worried. I didn't want to lose her, but I didn't think that was likely to happen. Within a few minutes I was masturbating whilst thinking about what she had done. I think I now know where they went to do it too. I often masturbate thinking about all of this even now.

About a week later, my friend came round to our house for a lads event watching rugby. My wife was quick to get up and answer the door to him (she hadn't been so anxious to do so for the other guys) and I could tell there was no more flirting and it was a little awkward between them.

That's about it. But I reckon it's pretty certain that they fucked. I've never confronted either of them about it. I realised from that moment on that I was turned on by the thought of her fucking someone else. It also made me realise that she was willing to fuck another guy.

For advice only (sounds like a disclaimer lol)
In my past with my exwife I have always found that she wad waiting to see if I would notice that she had fucked another guy and ask her. If I asked her she would usually get all defensive at first, but we always ended up in bed or on the moors fuvking while she told me the whole story. She was always wanting to tell me, but didn't know where to start
Hope this helps

 

[My redhed 4 bbc]

You lucky guy. I dream of her coming home oozing another man's cum into her knickers 🤤

It's an overpowering feeling - in my experience.

 

[Rakson]

It's an overpowering feeling - in my experience.

Just the thought of it has me wanking. If it actually happened I'd spunk instantly

 

[My redhed 4 bbc]

Just the thought of it has me wanking. If it actually happened I'd spunk instantly

Well, now I often come home to such things. I tend to get a text when I'm on my way home from work to say that there's something waiting for me so hurry home. You can imagine the state I'm in by the time I arrive.

 

[DanB77]

Definitely not trying to play Freud or Sherlock here, but I still find myself intrigued by the desires or motives that led me to agree and then to enjoy sharing my wife with other men.

Trying to deepening a bit in my case, there are some facts or thoughts which might had caused some influence:

My mother was a very good manered and seemingly conservative person. But in the past while my father and her stayed separated for 1 year or so, I noticed she was having an sexual affair with a strange man. Very late at night she used to drag him upstairs to bang. And I kinda got excited about this; I always appreciated porn but I never saw myself as man with such extroverted personality or disinhibition. Then I never saw myself as a Dirk Diggler but as a Jack Horner guy or maybe a voyeur; I also felt very conflicted between jealousy and a more libertine or open liberal view of world and sex. I am twisted by those notions; My wife is both conservative and slutty in her own ways and finally recognizing that was to pull a trigger.

What about yourselves? We would love to hear about!

And a wife's picture because now we are certainly exhibitionits and voyeurs:
View attachment 2378207

Wow sensational figure. Beautiful ass and a pussy that needs licking and fucking. Amazingly sexy x