Before you got into the lifestyle, what was sex like with your spouse? Good? Bad? Something in-between? How did it change after when you two were together? Thanks.
What was your sex life like?
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Very good...
Ideally, I believe it's easier to go further and pursue new fetishes since the sex life is already at great terms.
Ideally, I believe it's easier to go further and pursue new fetishes since the sex life is already at great terms.
After 8 years been married our sex life was very bad, I couldn’t get wet and my husband couldn’t get hard. We tryed a swinger club and everything change
We were having sex 3-4 times a year, and I could tell my wife was just doing it because she felt like I was pushing her to do it. She would just lay there, eyes closed and when I came, she would get up and leave.
Now she is having sex 3 nights a week, 4 if you include when she pegs me. She is moaning, squirming and has her eyes open and looking at her lovers now. I really enjoy watching her enjoy herself with my cock straining and “crying” in its cage.
Now she is having sex 3 nights a week, 4 if you include when she pegs me. She is moaning, squirming and has her eyes open and looking at her lovers now. I really enjoy watching her enjoy herself with my cock straining and “crying” in its cage.
I wouldn’t know. We’ve never had a regular monogamous relationship. Lynn was fucking around when we met and neither of us had any wish for that to change.
Same here. On our wedding night I drank champagne alone in a hotel room while in a room one floor up my bride was getting pounded by one of the quests.😕🙂
We hadnt been married long before my wife was shared so our sex life was pretty good. But after an unplanned 3sum it really took off. It went from 3 times a week to 3 times a day for quite a while before slowly tapering off to 3 times a week again. After some discussion we decided we had better try that again. It worked.
I love how your bride is having sex so much more often now that she has found a man.
I thought we had a good sex life but I have realized she was pretending to like sex with me for many years. It was a shock when she finally cut me completely off.
I see. She just needed the right man to get her interested in good sex. My wife was the same. I never realized what a dud i am in the sack.
My wife has denied me intercourse for the past 11 years. She allows me to lick her pussy when there is cum in it. Before cutting me off we had sex about once a month and she made it clear that she liked other men better.
My wife never had much of a sex drive until we decided on an open marriage. Now she is a bit of a nymphomaniac..
Us husbands should encourage our wives in their new interests..
According to my wife, it was terrible. I was pretty happy with it. But, the truth is that I have a very low sex drive and I cum virtually as soon as I penetrate.
theGherkin
Male
I thought it was good until my wife confessed she had been cheating on me because my penis was way too small for her needs. ( she had been faking her enjoyment level when I fucked her. We stayed together and I became a cuckold because I had an sph fetish and actually got off on the idea she fucked other guys because of my tiny cock.
Unknown to me I ceased being her lover of choice soon after we married when she was 18, so in between having kids it was poor, then again i didnt know she was having an affair x 2.
When she chose to tell me by letting me watch her with him she was sure i would accept her having a lover and i didnt object having been conditioned by them both over time.
Our sex life improved, considerably but mainly by the inclusion of an experienced lover, our relationship and friendship became electric.
Over time she locked and commenced to semi feminize me and i accepted it finding it kinky and sexy but it spelled the end of us making love together.
I am a cuck husband and accept my role but have a fun loving wife and best friend too.
She views having a loving husband differently from an experienced lover she is happy to surrender herself to.
It was never about my cock size more my lack of premarial experience and her desire to expand her mind and explore her sexuality.
When she chose to tell me by letting me watch her with him she was sure i would accept her having a lover and i didnt object having been conditioned by them both over time.
Our sex life improved, considerably but mainly by the inclusion of an experienced lover, our relationship and friendship became electric.
Over time she locked and commenced to semi feminize me and i accepted it finding it kinky and sexy but it spelled the end of us making love together.
I am a cuck husband and accept my role but have a fun loving wife and best friend too.
She views having a loving husband differently from an experienced lover she is happy to surrender herself to.
It was never about my cock size more my lack of premarial experience and her desire to expand her mind and explore her sexuality.
theGherkin
Male
A bit off piste to the question posed but directly connected to my eventual change of sexual lifestyle with my wife. The experience was one of a long history of embarrassments, humiliations etc in regards to my tiny penis that blossomed into a sph fetish which then bridged into eventual cuckold sex life with my future wife (Carolyn) and then subsequently my current gf. Carolyn may have kickstarted it but this experience put petrol in the tank before I hooked up with Carolyn.
I met Syd through Carolyn when I was still living in Canada. Carolyn is English and was visiting an aunt in Canada and a friend Syd who is American but had lived in the UK for a time before returning to North America.
I had some British ex pat friends and I regularily frequented a British themed pub.
The day I met Carolyn and Syd they were there and they were actually at a table with my friends. To cut to the chase I got along very well with Carolyn and she said if I ever planned to visit Britain I should look her up and she would be a tour guide and show me around London. She was leaving at the end of the week and we exchanged contact details and vowed to jeep in touch.
After C departed I saw Syd a couple of times but just as newbie friends. Syd was planning to return to the US to find work but decided to check out opportunities in Toronto. She needed a place to stay until she got sorted and I offered up my living room sofabed . I wasnt even thinking about any hanky panky partly because I was seriously entertaining thoughts about taking up Carolyn's offer which had been expanded to a stay at her place. After that additional offer I had C very much on my radar.
A description of Syd's general character, looks and physique is needed to give a greater picture of how things rolled out. I said in a conversational post about her that her face, hair and body were very similar to an anerican alt. country singer Lucinda Williams ( syd was in her mid to late thirties at the time)
Personalitywise she was a loud, brash , uninhibitted sex siren. Definitely more of a lone wolf huntress than a running with the pack type. No shrinking violet. She Would scare the hell out of a lot of guys but her sex siren ways and vampish looks would draw them in. I should have strapped myself into a suit of armour to avoid flinging myself off my horse into her snake pit.
I managed to avoid her charms for over 2 weeks while she camped out on my sofa bed. I wanked a lot in my room though. I was very aware she was a maneater and of course I was also aware my tiny penis might not just disappoint her but may enrage her into a maniacal frenzy and go beserk all over my ass.
Over those two weeks I would catch her in various states of undress beyond just walking out of the shower and into the living room or kitchen with one my smaller towels barely hiding anything. I would come into the room and she would be flouncing around half naked ( bra and panties, or braless under a t shirt and panties.
She would leave the bathroom slightly ajar sometimes and one of these times while on my way to the kitchen I clearly got a flash of her pussy as she was clothed in just a t shirt in frontbof a large mirror putting on make up. I paused for a second and she looked my way with an impish grin on her face and silently clised the door. I forgot why I was going to the kitchen and retreated to my room to sort out yet another almost painful erection.
For two weeks I managed to avoid crashing on to her rocks ( and trust me cold showers are over rated). Then one night we had gone out to a bar and got back to my place late and a bit intoxicated. We had a bit more wine while sitting at my kitchen table she suddenly gets up walks over and plunks herself down on my lap. She wiggles her ass on my crotch just a bit then announces she is tired and going to bed. She leaves me all fired up and waltzes over to the sofa, pulls it down strips down to everything but her panties, says something like 'nighty night' and climbs under the covers.
I turned out the lights and went to my room. I got naked and immediately started giving myself a mercy wank. A few strokes in my mind said ' fuck it' I walked out starkers and feeling perhaps the horniest I ever have been in my life and sliiped into bed with her. I snuggled up to her and started fondling her breasts then slid my hand down into her panties. Suddenly she sat up and shouted 'what the Fuck' and dashed out of bed and into the bathroom. I was like a deer in the headlights. Naked and frozen. She very shortly emerged from the bathroom and switched on the light . Now she was completely naked as she had tossed her panties away. My now shrivelled dick had just enough time to start to grow again when she pointed and shouted 'What the fuck is That! I knew by past experience exactly what she was referring to. As my little weiner started to shrivel up again I sheepishly retreated back to my room. Almost immediately there was a tap tap tap at my door. Covered by a sheet I opened up . She was now just wearing a t shirt and my dejected little dick immediately took notice and saluted her loveliness. She appologized for her overt reaction and said bold as brass something like ' It was the shock, you are so tiny'
I didnt have full on sex with her. I only got to admire her pussy as she stroked my little prick. I shot a load that seemed likevit was going to hit tge ceiling. She was my house guest for another few weeks but that was all the direct sex I had with her. She didnt seem to mind shamelessly tantalizing me with a variety of ' innocent flashes' and would not cover up at all when she got dressed undressed or bother shutting the bathroom door if she was having a shower or a bath.
It sounds marvellous and in part it was but she knew shevwas also torturing me.
There is another encounter with her after I had emigrated to England and married Carolyn. It is not as detailed but it was actually a lot nastier and it guaranteed Carolyn and I avoided her like the plague from then on. ( I would still want to fuck the bitch though)
I met Syd through Carolyn when I was still living in Canada. Carolyn is English and was visiting an aunt in Canada and a friend Syd who is American but had lived in the UK for a time before returning to North America.
I had some British ex pat friends and I regularily frequented a British themed pub.
The day I met Carolyn and Syd they were there and they were actually at a table with my friends. To cut to the chase I got along very well with Carolyn and she said if I ever planned to visit Britain I should look her up and she would be a tour guide and show me around London. She was leaving at the end of the week and we exchanged contact details and vowed to jeep in touch.
After C departed I saw Syd a couple of times but just as newbie friends. Syd was planning to return to the US to find work but decided to check out opportunities in Toronto. She needed a place to stay until she got sorted and I offered up my living room sofabed . I wasnt even thinking about any hanky panky partly because I was seriously entertaining thoughts about taking up Carolyn's offer which had been expanded to a stay at her place. After that additional offer I had C very much on my radar.
A description of Syd's general character, looks and physique is needed to give a greater picture of how things rolled out. I said in a conversational post about her that her face, hair and body were very similar to an anerican alt. country singer Lucinda Williams ( syd was in her mid to late thirties at the time)
Personalitywise she was a loud, brash , uninhibitted sex siren. Definitely more of a lone wolf huntress than a running with the pack type. No shrinking violet. She Would scare the hell out of a lot of guys but her sex siren ways and vampish looks would draw them in. I should have strapped myself into a suit of armour to avoid flinging myself off my horse into her snake pit.
I managed to avoid her charms for over 2 weeks while she camped out on my sofa bed. I wanked a lot in my room though. I was very aware she was a maneater and of course I was also aware my tiny penis might not just disappoint her but may enrage her into a maniacal frenzy and go beserk all over my ass.
Over those two weeks I would catch her in various states of undress beyond just walking out of the shower and into the living room or kitchen with one my smaller towels barely hiding anything. I would come into the room and she would be flouncing around half naked ( bra and panties, or braless under a t shirt and panties.
She would leave the bathroom slightly ajar sometimes and one of these times while on my way to the kitchen I clearly got a flash of her pussy as she was clothed in just a t shirt in frontbof a large mirror putting on make up. I paused for a second and she looked my way with an impish grin on her face and silently clised the door. I forgot why I was going to the kitchen and retreated to my room to sort out yet another almost painful erection.
For two weeks I managed to avoid crashing on to her rocks ( and trust me cold showers are over rated). Then one night we had gone out to a bar and got back to my place late and a bit intoxicated. We had a bit more wine while sitting at my kitchen table she suddenly gets up walks over and plunks herself down on my lap. She wiggles her ass on my crotch just a bit then announces she is tired and going to bed. She leaves me all fired up and waltzes over to the sofa, pulls it down strips down to everything but her panties, says something like 'nighty night' and climbs under the covers.
I turned out the lights and went to my room. I got naked and immediately started giving myself a mercy wank. A few strokes in my mind said ' fuck it' I walked out starkers and feeling perhaps the horniest I ever have been in my life and sliiped into bed with her. I snuggled up to her and started fondling her breasts then slid my hand down into her panties. Suddenly she sat up and shouted 'what the Fuck' and dashed out of bed and into the bathroom. I was like a deer in the headlights. Naked and frozen. She very shortly emerged from the bathroom and switched on the light . Now she was completely naked as she had tossed her panties away. My now shrivelled dick had just enough time to start to grow again when she pointed and shouted 'What the fuck is That! I knew by past experience exactly what she was referring to. As my little weiner started to shrivel up again I sheepishly retreated back to my room. Almost immediately there was a tap tap tap at my door. Covered by a sheet I opened up . She was now just wearing a t shirt and my dejected little dick immediately took notice and saluted her loveliness. She appologized for her overt reaction and said bold as brass something like ' It was the shock, you are so tiny'
I didnt have full on sex with her. I only got to admire her pussy as she stroked my little prick. I shot a load that seemed likevit was going to hit tge ceiling. She was my house guest for another few weeks but that was all the direct sex I had with her. She didnt seem to mind shamelessly tantalizing me with a variety of ' innocent flashes' and would not cover up at all when she got dressed undressed or bother shutting the bathroom door if she was having a shower or a bath.
It sounds marvellous and in part it was but she knew shevwas also torturing me.
There is another encounter with her after I had emigrated to England and married Carolyn. It is not as detailed but it was actually a lot nastier and it guaranteed Carolyn and I avoided her like the plague from then on. ( I would still want to fuck the bitch though)
I was first married to a prude and sex was unsatisfactory, I tried everything to get her interested in lingerie, porn, taking care of herself hair, nails, dress. Eventually couldn’t tolerate it and divorced.
Sought out and married a real sexy slut who has made all my dreams come true. She feels the same about me. We immediately started swinging as a couple when we met and were dating. Our dates were going to swing clubs and resorts, hotel take overs and house parties.
13 years later we have slowed down but she is a active Hotwife with a longterm FWB she fucks once a quarter for a week or so.
Sought out and married a real sexy slut who has made all my dreams come true. She feels the same about me. We immediately started swinging as a couple when we met and were dating. Our dates were going to swing clubs and resorts, hotel take overs and house parties.
13 years later we have slowed down but she is a active Hotwife with a longterm FWB she fucks once a quarter for a week or so.
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