men, do you want to see your wife with another man?

Absolutely but ...

goldenpalomino said:

The fantasy of watching your wife get stuffed and filled by other guys, wouldn't be so unusual if there wasn't such a societal prejudice against it.

Read "sex at dawn." The societal expectation of monogamy in a relationship is against nature!

By the way, I'd love to see my girlfriend fucked by other men, as long as they respected our boundaries and she enjoyed it. Unfortunately I don't think my current girlfriend would enjoy it.

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I absolutely do however that notion didn't manifest until she was became a catalyst for my new adrenaline rush fantasy

Absolutely but ...

Absolutely but ...
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Originally Posted by goldenpalomino
The fantasy of watching your wife get stuffed and filled by other guys, wouldn't be so unusual if there wasn't such a societal prejudice against it.

Read "sex at dawn." The societal expectation of monogamy in a relationship is against nature!

By the way, I'd love to see my girlfriend fucked by other men, as long as they respected our boundaries and she enjoyed it. Unfortunately I don't think my current girlfriend would enjoy it.
I absolutely do however that notion didn't manifest until she became a catalyst for my new adrenaline rush fantasy

Exactly and furthermore ..

goldenpalomino said:

Good for you! One of the main reason's men like this is because their lady likes it!

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Exactly ! The whole premise behind this is based on the fact that my ultimate desire is 90% altruistic in that I get vicarious gratification from my wifes erotic pleasure, coupled with the fact or actially more like an intuitive assumption that if my wife approaches me and discloses a burning desire to experience another man, and qualifies it with a an earnest declaration of love and cohesive permanance for our relatioship, I feel if I attempted to take control over all or even partial aspects of the situation (which should never happen for any reason in a marriage ) for example by saying no, and utterring manipulative propositions demanding her not to carry out her fantasy, this could actually cause her to feel she now has to carry it out sureptitiously behind my back. ...whew that was a long winded circumlocution !



...and the following proposition should reinforce or at least be instrumental in analyzing and understanding my motives in our particular case ...


Hypothetically ....if my wife suddenly lost all zealous passion for desiring to be with another guy, my erotic gratification would also immediately sieze to exist unless/until her need for another man manifested again. Because of the fact that I now know that her desire is go, it wouldnt follow if I attempted to convince her to still have sex with another man. My whole proposition would turn into a fallacious contrdiction

goldenpalomino said:

Good for you! One of the main reason's men like this is because their lady likes it!

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That is EXACTLY why I like it. My wife is a slut at heart and has a HUGE oral fetish. It's kind of like watching your favorite porn star. I love seeing her being pleasured or pleasuring another man.

Feeling and hearing her moan her way to another orgasm with her lips wrapped around my cock while she gets pounded by our big dicked friend is the ultimate thrill.

Once I sat backed and watched while she rode him all the way home on our couch.

I hope to talk her into a multi couples gang bang someday. I would love to see her take on 3 or more guys

SecretSong said:

That is EXACTLY why I like it. My wife is a slut at heart and has a HUGE oral fetish. It's kind of like watching your favorite porn star. I love seeing her being pleasured or pleasuring another man.

Feeling and hearing her moan her way to another orgasm with her lips wrapped around my cock while she gets pounded by our big dicked friend is the ultimate thrill.

Once I sat backed and watched while she rode him all the way home on our couch.

I hope to talk her into a multi couples gang bang someday. I would love to see her take on 3 or more guys

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Very hot! Thank you. I wonder if "loving wives" is one of the most popular threads in literotica? - GP

SecretSong said:

That is EXACTLY why I like it. My wife is a slut at heart and has a HUGE oral fetish. It's kind of like watching your favorite porn star. I love seeing her being pleasured or pleasuring another man.

Feeling and hearing her moan her way to another orgasm with her lips wrapped around my cock while she gets pounded by our big dicked friend is the ultimate thrill.

Once I sat backed and watched while she rode him all the way home on our couch.

I hope to talk her into a multi couples gang bang someday. I would love to see her take on 3 or more guys

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I agree and that is very hot. The only way I'll be happily married is if my future wife enjoys that sort of fun too. You are a lucky man.

WLF said:

I agree and that is very hot. The only way I'll be happily married is if my future wife enjoys that sort of fun too. You are a lucky man.

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I am going to set up a three way with my wife. We have fantasized that I am her master and she is my sex slave for years. I am going to be her master and set up a 'client' to fuck her with me.

I am going to plan a romantic night at a hotel. At a planned time, when she is tied to the bed post, there will be a knock at the door...

Then the two of us will fuck her all night.

fzintzock said:

don't want to be a cuck but would love to watch my wife fuck someone

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same here, not into cuck. Just cock... In her pussy. Heh.

Already explored in the . . .

Why don't all of you go explore the WIFE WITH OTHER MEN thread?????????????:

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=325852

As an exmple, from the first page:
Further down this first page you'll find my personal account ("The Eskimos Have It Right) of a number of encounters my wife and I had—I, as both encouraged voyeur and she, attended to singly and by multiple lovers. . . .

DURING THE HEIGHT OF THE ROMAN EMPIRE PARTHIAN WARLORDS USED TO have their prospective wives walk naked through the village to their wedding, so that all could see how lucky they were, so he could enjoy exactly what you want with your wife: the thrill of other men—everyone in the village!—having (visual) carnal knowledge of their/your bride.

There is no greater pride than seeing your wife kneeling, knees spread, arching back to kiss her new lover over her shoulder, breasts raised into his encircling arm, her bottom pushed as firmly as she can into his crotch, and then . . . night after night, enter her, to relive the event with her, in mind and conversation.

There's nothing like it: the planning, the anticipation and the exquisite, hollow-stomached wait before opening the door to her new lover—perhaps having arranged either a surprise for your wife, or for him. What an amazing aphrodisiac.

Thinking back to those always consensual encounters by my wife with other men, I now imagine what it was probably like for her, as I proprietarily watched her prepare for his arrival, following her through the house, seeing her for the first time as Every Woman getting ready for a date—as she must have been, getting ready for me once upon a time ago. . . . I remember that she insisted on washing her hair again. Coming from the shower, she was thoughtfully quiet as she sat naked before the dresser mirror, her back to me, so I could blow-dry her hair as she stared into her own image. Her bottom lay snug between my thighs. Little drops of water fell from the tips of her long hair. She sat quite still as I wielded the blow-dryer, all the while combing her hair out until it was light and silky. At moments I felt as if I were her female roommate, excited for her, fussing over her and making suggestions. I kissed the nape of her neck, lifted her breasts with both my hands and hugged, all the while reassuring her about how she looked and the effect she would have on our invited guest.

Her date’s arrival imminent, I noticed all the details of a woman’s anticipation. As a momentarily-forgotten onlooker, I saw her critical glances into the bathroom mirrors as she experimentally cupped a breast with each hand, then lifted her arms to clasp her hands overhead, breasts rising to best advantage. She applied deodorant and finally carefully smoothed whisps of hair from her face. I helped her dust her back and bottom with powder. And I watched, as if for the first time, I fully appreciated her practiced skill in strategically perfuming her body. She dabbed the glass stopper behind each ear, in the hollows of her collar bones, between and under her breasts, at the top of the divide of her buttocks, on her belly and on the inside of each knee. I was impatient as she meticulously brushed on the little make-up she uses, carefully chose the right shoes for her dress, and gathered her long black hair to hold it in a simple pony tail with her favorite green ribbon, tied into a large bow. I relished her girlish nervousness as we waited in the living room. Nervous perhaps, she looked serious as she asked me once more if she looked all right.

Her attempt at concealing eagerness was the strongest aphrodisiac I can remember. I saw her as she must have been when I first knew her, a young woman getting ready for me—a potential lover.

How must it be for her now? Her husband is beside her—both to protect and to encourage. She is safe, she has the approval, even encouragement from her highest authority, me. . . . And, I observe, like a man, that although she is still hesitant, fearful of rejection (patently ridiculous!) and ravaged by an onslaught of conflictive, random uncertainties, I sense her sexuality rampant in the certainty of fulfillment.

I saw her nipples harden when the doorbell rang. I watched her graceful legs and round, rhythmically-moving bottom as she walked away from me. I heard the music in her voice as she greeted him. Mostly silent, I listened through dinner as they found delight in each other’s conversation. I was proud of how her breasts rose gleaming from the scoop neck of her blouse as she leaned to pour more wine or gather a dish. I was delighted that he was so complimentary about the food she had lovingly prepared. His response to her warm smiles and flashing eyes filled me with admiration and pride.

That he was courteous and relaxed had its effect on my wife. She let go, any fear she had had gone. His eyes began straying over her curves with the same open delight he might have had I not been present. At the same time he congratulated me and my wife on his favorite aspects of our home. Later, he was genuinely appreciative of each of the dishes my wife brought us, her eyes lighting up every compliment, rewarding him with eyes and smiles that would go right through any man. I saw the pleasure light their faces as the evening and her attentive care to keep his wine glass full seemed to bring the two of them closer. Watching them dance in the candlelight, I soon left the room—only to spy on them from the upstairs balcony. I saw his hand stroke her back and finally, hold her neck, as they kissed for the first time.

Later, I went down again. As we danced together—my Norma, sandwiched between us—it was I who lifted her dress over her head, leaving her only in high heels and the ribbon in her hair. It was I who pushed his hands from her waist up to lift her breasts. It was my arms around the two of them that brought his hips hard against her bottom.

Instinctively finding a way to give them opportunity, I nuzzled her neck, freeing her turn to kiss him over her shoulder. Listening to her ragged breathing, I wondered how she felt with his cock hard up against her bottom, perhaps now already lodged in the cleft between her buttocks, his hands filled with her breasts. I saw him turn her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. when they kissed, their mouths were open, hungry.

I reached between them, unbuckled his belt, flipped open the one button at the top,, and pulled his zipper down. It was my wife's eager hands that left my chest to snake behind her, brush aside my hands, and and force her own between his body and hers. She pushed down the front of his shorts.

That “First date” is burned into my memory—the anticipation shared.

I don't know if I'd ever have the nerve to go through with it. I adore seeing any woman cum, but especially my wife. I have always liked to try new things with her, because the look of intense excitement in her eyes is the biggest turn on of all...and if it took the attentions of some "Fabio" look alike to give that to her, I'd gladly pay for it. I have no desire to give her up or lose her, just to see her get so hot that she loses control.

ErotikWriter said:

I don't know if I'd ever have the nerve to go through with it. I adore seeing any woman cum, but especially my wife. I have always liked to try new things with her, because the look of intense excitement in her eyes is the biggest turn on of all...and if it took the attentions of some "Fabio" look alike to give that to her, I'd gladly pay for it. I have no desire to give her up or lose her, just to see her get so hot that she loses control.

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That's really well put. I agree with this.

StilettosNSpurs said:

I wish my husband had wanted to see me with another guy cause I sure would have granted him that! Anything to have gotten him interested!

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i know i'm replying to this a bit late but i haven't been around lit in a while.

if i was your husband not only would i grant you every chance to fuck other men i'd bring them home for you to enjoy in the comfort of our home.

Sharing the wife

Has been an fantasy for me for awhile, and lately an obsession to see her suck another cock. More and more I think about is all the time. Share her pics with other guys, watch them jack off and cum to her pics, huge turn on for me. Would like to make it happen? Is this normal???

partsecond said:

I am going to set up a three way with my wife. We have fantasized that I am her master and she is my sex slave for years. I am going to be her master and set up a 'client' to fuck her with me.

I am going to plan a romantic night at a hotel. At a planned time, when she is tied to the bed post, there will be a knock at the door...

Then the two of us will fuck her all night.

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oh MAN!!!!!! that sounds insanely hot..... been a fantasy of mine forever, and my husband would be more likely to be abducted by tutu-wearing aliens then for this to ever happen!!

first timer

Sure do

Salo_Leton said:

This is my first time posting on a forum like this.

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We're happy to have you here telling us about your fantasy Even if it never materializes into reality, its hot to talk about your fantasies, especially if it improves your love life with your wife. Heck, I told mine once that I wanted to have a guy blow me and bend over for me, and she rode me so hard I thought my cock was about to come off

shesnotcheating said:

Preferably several, each of them horse-hung.

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In few words you've hit upon the essence of this need . . . that her very innocence is what prods us to seek ways to embody our fantasies and reality as wanton slut

Invitation to: "Wife with other men"

VareseNocturn said:

I absolutely do however that notion didn't manifest until she was became a catalyst for my new adrenaline rush fantasy

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May I suggest that you all have a read of "Wife with other men"?

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=325852

From the very first page on, I'm "MilkFountain" there.

MilkFountain said:

In few words you've hit upon the essence of this need . . . that her very innocence is what prods us to seek ways to embody our fantasies and reality as wanton slut

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Because my wife is a naif, an innocent, only stories in which the female begins as such really do anything for me, personally. If there isn't some initial reluctance, the fantasy does nothing for me. Which isn't to say that I like physical coercion; quite the opposite, actually. But, at the same token, women who jump at the opportunity don't turn me on in the least.

The change can be sudden and completely unrealistic, or slow and carefully orchestrated, but if there isn't a marked change from innocent to slut, there's no excitement for me.

Dead right Nisha

nisha_in61 said:

I really wonder why men are like this. Don't you feel jealous to see your 'faithful wife' enjoying with another man?

I feel bad to think that my husband cheats me.

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I totally agree with you. I love my wife and seeing another man fucking her would make me physically sick.

PleasePeesMe said:

I totally agree with you. I love my wife and seeing another man fucking her would make me physically sick.

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Then this probably isn't the thread for you. What with the images of once nearly virginal wives having their pussy, ass, and/or mouth stretched by monster cocks.

I have fantasy's about this, but since it is something that she would not be interested in I won't every really know if it turned me on or off if it did ever happen for real. I'd like to think I would be turned on, but one never knows for sure until it happens.

ga400us said:

I have fantasy's about this, but since it is something that she would not be interested in I won't every really know if it turned me on or off if it did ever happen for real. I'd like to think I would be turned on, but one never knows for sure until it happens.

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That's true. I'm in the same boat, in terms of it never happening, and I often wonder how I'd really react. It's a tremendous turn-on when I'm horny. But whether I'm thinking about it during our all too infrequent sexual encounters, or when I'm masturbating, after the fact I always feel tremendous guilt.

I never thought Id enjoy this fantasy but weve been talking about it when we fuck lately. I must say it does get us both hot. As much as I think it would be a turn on, I'm not sure I would want it to really happen. So it will probably stay a fantasy. Maybe if I was busy with another woman close to them it would be easier to take.