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What was your wife's initial reaction for Cuckolding fanstasy?
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I think it is very common for the wives to think it is a scam when their their husband tells them that they want a cuckold marriage and that only the wife will be allowed to have sex with other people while their husband only has sex with their wife. An open marriage, where both the husband and wife have sex with other people is much easier to believe because the wife assumes that the husband wants permission to fuck other women.Conroesubcuck said:
So true, my wife's only regret is that she didn't start fuckingbobbyhotone2 said:I think your wife's reaction was very common. When my wife and I go to sex parties, I often hear other wives say, "she just wishes she'd started doing it much sooner." They know that they have missed out on the pleasure of being fucked by many more men with their lucky loving husbands supporting and enjoying watching their wives being fucked in front of many people, in a loving atmosphere.
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I fucked her everyday that was possible, so she didn't go withoutbobbyhotone2 said:Great that your wife, like mine and many other wives, also regrets not being fucked by men earlier in your marriage. I am sure that most other husbands wish, like you and I do, that their wives did not start being fucked by other men earlier in their marriage.
At the time Karen started to cuckold me our own children were 6 & 8 and we had a good family life. The only issue was my sexual inadequacy and Karen didn't not want to give up any of the quality time she had with me and the kids. I don't think it was a problem for any of the young black guys she did it with because being able to fuck a married white pussy was more important than commitment.bobbyhotone2 said:
Once our own children had flown the nest we had space in our lives and after many years of nagging Karen agreed to my fantasy that she should be black bred. Getting a young Ghanaian guy to move in to mate with my wife was not a problem since I think that most young black guys dream of being allowed to do it bare and unprotected. Since he planned to return to Ghana when he'd qualified as a Doctor fathering children for me was not an issue and now that Karen has number four on the way our friends all understand that our black bred children were intended and not a mistake.
My job contract had ended, and money became tight. We had some friends that lived out of state, and they said jobs were plentiful there. So they invited us to stay with them for a month to save money for our own place. I found a job quickly. After returning to our friends home that evening, my wife (she was 21 years old and we'd been married 3 years) whispered in my ear, that our friend came home for lunch, and was flirting with her. I asked her if she wanted me to talk to him. She said no. Then I asked her if she wanted to have "fun" with him. He reply was "maybe". So the next morning when we got up, I told her to just wear a large T-shirt, and no panties all day, and if he came home for lunch again, and she wanted to "have fun", she could. To make a long story a little bit shorter, it worked. He fucked my wife almost every weekday we stayed with them, and she was really enjoying sex again. After we moved out, he still came over to our place for "lunch" about once a week.
It's funny how things work out. In that case, it was about being in the right place at the right time, with the right "Man". Their "fun" lasted about 4 months till she got pregnant, and after she had our second baby, he moved away. It was almost 3 years before her next lover, but that's another story for another time. I already feel like I'm hijacking this thread, but my point is, some times you just have to put your self in situations to make things happen. One other thing. My wife only slept with guys we knew, and for the most part, their relationships lasted any where from a few months to over 15 years. She never slept with strangers, and only one guy knew I was aware of...and okay with her having a lover, to do what I couldn't for her. And yes...he knew my "short comings".
It's funny how things work out. In that case, it was about being in the right place at the right time, with the right "Man". Their "fun" lasted about 4 months till she got pregnant, and after she had our second baby, he moved away. It was almost 3 years before her next lover, but that's another story for another time. I already feel like I'm hijacking this thread, but my point is, some times you just have to put your self in situations to make things happen. One other thing. My wife only slept with guys we knew, and for the most part, their relationships lasted any where from a few months to over 15 years. She never slept with strangers, and only one guy knew I was aware of...and okay with her having a lover, to do what I couldn't for her. And yes...he knew my "short comings".
the first tome anything happened was at a movie theater pirates of the caribbean after the movie started a guy sat next to my wife and after a few min she wispered hes touching her arm i said just ignore him after a few min i seen her pull her jacket up over her front and she said hes still doing it i said he probley doesn't even know hes doing it i kept looking back over at her and seen something moving under her jacket i looked at him and he winked he was feeling her tits up under her jacket i wispered are you ok she said hes still doing it i just watched she shut her eyes and the jacket fell down a bit he had her shirt un buttoned and 1 tit out of her bra he winked again i watched as he put his other hand on her leg she still had her eyes shut and omg he kissed her on the lips she opened her eyes and looked t me doing nothing to stop him and just shut her eyes again and as he kissed her she spread her legs well he felt her up but good and she started French kissing hi, back after a bit i seen he was jacking off and he puled her hand to his cock and she was rubbing it this was going on almost an hr and then all of a sudden he just got up and left i asked her what was that about she said what was she going to do that she said it was obvious i was not going to do any thing i said why did he stop she said he cam in her hand
L was ten years younger than I when we started dating, still in college, and a target of so many guys' attention; petite, innocent, and much more than just polite to every guy that flirted with her regardless of whether she was attracted to him or not. I'd visit her on campus on weekends and the amount of guys that hit on her, even there in front of me when we were together, drove me crazy. I couldn't understand why she was so nice to all of them when it was obvious they just wanted to fuck her. She had been a virgin when we met and I had been her only lover. Had I opened Pandora's box by introducing her to sex?
She had a few 'guy friends' on campus who seemed to like making me squirm when they met us during my visits, usually at a concert or party. They'd comment on her looks and offer little innuendos that there might be much more between them than L claimed. L swore they were like 'big brothers' who helped her with projects and homework in the classes she struggled with. I was sick with jealousy at times, but L would assure me I had nothing to worry about, then want to fuck soon after. That made it okay, until the next time.
L and I had an argument one night during a small gathering of her friends in her dorm room. We were drinking, and L had tried pot for the first time. When I spoke up that I thought L wasn't the type to show off her sexuality (that she just wasn't born to be slutty), she took one of her 'guy friends', pulled him to his feet, and masturbated him in front of everyone. I wasn't just shocked, I was stunned and pinned to my spot there, speechless, horrified, embarrassed, and as I later admitted, a tiny bit excited by it. It was the beginning of my angst-driven fantasies about L fucking other guys.
After we married, I finally confessed my fantasy to L one night after a night out when we both had a bit too much to drink. We were making love in bed, and to my surprise, she found pretending I was "some other guy' exciting. She was too embarrassed to talk about it the next day, but we continued to role play with it time to time, and she seemed to be more accepting each time. Eventually she would tell me who the 'other guy' would be, who she fantasized about fucking, and the role playing leaped to a new level of sexy fun for us.
Then, one night after role playing, she asked if I was serious about letting her fuck someone else, that she had decided on a guy we met at a friend's party weeks ago if I agreed. He flirted with her as though he was certain he'd fuck her, and L was smitten with his looks and confidence. I agreed, we arranged it (he had given L his business card), and wow, my innocent little wife loved it, again and again. He's been with us for over ten years now, still her favorite lover, and a role playing friend to both of us. Her initial reaction astonished me back then, but not as much as her ability to fall into the role of hotwife so quickly and easily. When we were first married, I was certain my hotwife fantasy would never, never become reality. L has surprised me over and over ever since.
She had a few 'guy friends' on campus who seemed to like making me squirm when they met us during my visits, usually at a concert or party. They'd comment on her looks and offer little innuendos that there might be much more between them than L claimed. L swore they were like 'big brothers' who helped her with projects and homework in the classes she struggled with. I was sick with jealousy at times, but L would assure me I had nothing to worry about, then want to fuck soon after. That made it okay, until the next time.
L and I had an argument one night during a small gathering of her friends in her dorm room. We were drinking, and L had tried pot for the first time. When I spoke up that I thought L wasn't the type to show off her sexuality (that she just wasn't born to be slutty), she took one of her 'guy friends', pulled him to his feet, and masturbated him in front of everyone. I wasn't just shocked, I was stunned and pinned to my spot there, speechless, horrified, embarrassed, and as I later admitted, a tiny bit excited by it. It was the beginning of my angst-driven fantasies about L fucking other guys.
After we married, I finally confessed my fantasy to L one night after a night out when we both had a bit too much to drink. We were making love in bed, and to my surprise, she found pretending I was "some other guy' exciting. She was too embarrassed to talk about it the next day, but we continued to role play with it time to time, and she seemed to be more accepting each time. Eventually she would tell me who the 'other guy' would be, who she fantasized about fucking, and the role playing leaped to a new level of sexy fun for us.
Then, one night after role playing, she asked if I was serious about letting her fuck someone else, that she had decided on a guy we met at a friend's party weeks ago if I agreed. He flirted with her as though he was certain he'd fuck her, and L was smitten with his looks and confidence. I agreed, we arranged it (he had given L his business card), and wow, my innocent little wife loved it, again and again. He's been with us for over ten years now, still her favorite lover, and a role playing friend to both of us. Her initial reaction astonished me back then, but not as much as her ability to fall into the role of hotwife so quickly and easily. When we were first married, I was certain my hotwife fantasy would never, never become reality. L has surprised me over and over ever since.
