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My lifelong obsession

Unread post by wifegoesbareback » Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:48 pm

I'm outlaying my 22 year history as someone who receives gratification from his wife bedding other men. There are some pictures, no faces. Would enjoy hearing from others that enjoy this fun for as long as I have.

Do you like to participate with your wife with other people? doesn't interest me. Do you like swapping as a couple? nope. Threesome with another guy? No, I just can't handle it. It interrupts the fun, for me, and also I've found, from my spouse. Following is the story of my upbringing to this point of learning how to love watching another man enjoy my wife, cum in her, and leave. And hope he likes it so much he comes back for more.

My name is Scott, and I’m a lifelong “watcher”. Currently married to my second “hot” wife. I’m 47. Sounds old to some, young to others. Anyone remember actual swinger magazines? You write to someone….write the advertisement code in the corner where the stamp goes (don’t forget to include a pre stamped envelope with your name/address (that increased the odds of a couple responding). With luck, you heard from someone in 2-3 wks. Ah, the good old days. Hard to believe anyone ever got laid that way, but it actually worked out pretty well. Nowadays with the net, it’s almost “too” easy.

Anyway, I grew up like most guys…well, maybe not. I had an insatiable thirst for the female anatomy, even as a preteen. The first time I jerked off was about 12. Thought I was going to explode….what the hell just happened! After that, it was almost nightly. Feeling up your neighbor girl you grew up with....you can almost remember that first shock at the sensations of feeling a vagina for the first time, even if she had jeans on.

Dad had stacks of 8mm reel to reels, all Swedish Erotica and earlier, but damn boner material to a 13 yr old like me. Thank god for working moms. I memorized them!

Remember square dance lessens in middle school? The only part I remember was bumping into firm breasts….legally! How about feeling up your girlfriend. Later, your first French kiss. Yes, all good.

After a couple divorces in my family, realized I really didn’t want kids. Went into the Army. Went to Germany. Ahh, the red light districts! Hell, you could get laid for 3 carton of cigarettes, or roughly $6 at times. I loved the liberal ways of Europe. They weren’t so pruritan as American women. That, and after countless viewing and drooling over the Hustler honeys, realized the typical marriage wasn’t for me. I longed for something….different.

I came back from 4 yrs in the military. No clue how to get laid. Started going to school. To be continued:

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Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by The Seeker » Tue Sep 01, 2009 7:17 pm

Do I remember swinger magazines ? You bet your ass -- or someone else's ass, if you prefer -- I do. And I remember what went before swinger magazines: crummy little 24-page tabloid "newspapers" that were published in Canada [the only one whose name I remember was the "Somethingorother Ace"]. The personal ads were along the same lines as the current "Personals" in alternative weeklies and monthlies.

I have one particularly nasty memory of swinger magazines. My first wife and I advertised in a mag that was published in New Jersey. We had a standing monthly ad with an accompanying, tastefully nude, no-face photo. On a business trip in the Midwest, I stopped at a racy magazine shop and picked up a very nicely-done regional swing magazine; don't remember the name of it. Leafing through it in my hotel room later than evening, I spotted LadyWife's and my tasteful photo. Accompanying someone else's ad ! ! !

I was never able to find out how our photo got into the hands of the Midwestern mag's publisher. The Jersey mag folks professed to be as angry as I was about it and after several long telephone conversations, I ended up believing them. Their only possible explanation was that their printer also printed other swinger mags and one of the printer's employees might have swiped our Polaroid and re-used it with his/her own [probably phony] ad.

LadyWife [then in her late 20s] was pretty mad too: mainly because the photo of her ass and side-viewed breasts was accompanying an ad supposedly from a mid-40s couple. "You'd think the magazine people could tell the difference between me and some bitch in her 40s," she huffed. Or something along those lines.

Yes, I love to watch and have my favorite positions to watch from and my favorite "mental snapshots" and tactile recollections gathered during a swinging/hotwyfing life that began with that first threesome with an older married couple the summer I was 19.

But I love to participate, too, either as the second man on her and in her or as one of two men taking turns on her.

Didn't get into porn at all, until the late 70s and early 80s, the "Golden Age" of American amateur porn. The commercial porn was either cheesy, badly-photographed, stuff of skanky amateurs or cheesy, well-photographed stuff made with great production values but utterly phony and devoid of erotic quality. You know, the made-up women with big hair, too much lipstick, their tongues darting in and out of their mouths, trying to be convincing as they parroted the same old, "yah, yah, yah, fuckme, fuckme, fuckme, yah, yah, yah" lines.

wifegoesbareback

Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by wifegoesbareback » Tue Sep 01, 2009 9:37 pm

Seeker,

I was never much for commercial porn either, except as a 13 yr old!!!! Those 8mm reels were like gold. We had a projector, luckily, one the grandparents gave my parents. Bell and Howell. Anyway, off track.

I had just spent 4 yrs in the military and returned home to go to school. This was about 25 yrs ago. Money is always tight at that age, and I made do with a little 1 bedroom efficiency in a very small two level apt complex. The walls were paper thin. While in the military, I had little contact with women in general, but had this generalization that I didn't want a vanilla marriage....my wife had to be different in some way. Not sure how that came about. Hustler honey's, perhaps?

Directly above my apartment was a single mother, on welfare. She was about 8 years older than myself (a significant factor when you're younger), blonde, fairly skinny. Had a small daughter.

Being young and incredibly horny, of course I tried to see what she had going on. We did quickly become fuck buddies. We had a lot of fun, then she wanted to get a bit more serious, and I just wasn't ready for that. We parted on friendly terms.

Well, she had a lot of free time on her hands, and was a nite owl. I would be downstairs in my apt, studying to late hours. During the day, she would take her little daughter on walks, stop at the pet store, other places. She would inevitibly meet men. She ended up inviting more than one to see her at her place in the evening, when her child was asleep. I can remember the pet store guy, who then got her to fuck his buddy. The guy who used to have an apt next door to her; a guy she met at an A.A. meeting....then later, his brother. You get the idea.

Anyway, I had to listen in on all this (the paper thin walls). I was jealous, but also quite intrigued! And turned on a bit...he could have her, but I couldn't. I admired how easy it was for a woman to be promiscious, compared to me, a male. I tried all the tricks to listen in even better....fill the bathtub with water and listen in. Using a glass cup. Hell, I used a stethoscope on more than one occasion. It worked!

One nite, I just couldn't take it anymore. She was playing yet again with someone on her futon (which was roughly above where I studied in the evening). After this stranger grunted one last time and left, I summoned up the courage to go upstairs to her. I knocked on the door. She opened up the door, a cheap screen door between us. She was in her robe, smiling. I looked at her ravishing figure, one that i had had many times, yet she was different. I'll keep this short. Yes, I talked her into letting "me, too" have her. Think we both enjoyed walking on the wild side that nite.

Ever since, I've loved watching or hearing others, esp. my wife have sex.

Without making this too long, I have to relate a short funny. During a usual late nite study session, I heard yet again more noisemaking and gyrations from upstairs. After about a half hour it stopped. I went upstairs when I didn't hear any male voices....jealous, turned on, etc.

Here's what she was up to: she was, late at nite, with a very big cardboard box. She had a cross cut saw, cutting the box, making a pay oven for her daughter. We both got a good laugh over that. Of course I had to have her after that.

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Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by Buck » Wed Sep 02, 2009 5:41 am

This is an interesting discussion. Like you guys, I grew up with an adolescent hard on, peeking at "girlie magazines" anytime I could. My Dad owned a drugstore and he kept a "behind the counter" collection he would sell to his special customers, so I had access to nude photos of women at an early age. Always enjoyed them. I was a pretty typical horny kid trying to sneak peeks at girls' boobs when they picked something up off the floor....the old dropped pencil in school routine worked pretty well. Lost my viginity in the back seat of a car when I was a senior in high school to a freshman girl. I was 17, she was 14 or 15. Nowdays, if anyone found out about that I would be branded a sex offender for life and probably spend some jail time. In those days, the only thing I had to worry about was her daddy finding out and he would have killed me, literally! I did and still do on occasion enjoy porn, but mostly the porn of the late seventies and eighties.. The stuff nowdays doesn't do much for me, I guess its because the actors are so much younger than me. Been married over 30 years and almost from the beginning of our relationship in the late seventies, I have had the fantasy of sharing my wife with other men. After I finally got her to watch porn videos with me, she seemed to really like them, would get extremely wet and turned on. I took this to mean she might like to fuck other men, but she maintained it didn't...she just enjoyed the visual aspect of watching other people have sex. She knows of my fantasy, but I don't think she will really act upon it. At any rate, I don't push it and just accept it as reality that it probably will never happen. I am not interested in swinging, screwing other women or having affairs, I am just fascinated by the hotwife (MFM) thing....always have and probably always will.

wifegoesbareback

Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by wifegoesbareback » Sun Sep 06, 2009 8:27 pm

Hi Buck,

The new porn doesn't do much for me either, unless it's amateur. Wife and I recently went to a real xxx theatre, yes, they still have them. Anyway, it was just an endless loop of some blond thing, not quite the caliber of the old stuff, like "Little Oral Annie" the such.

On with my past:

Met someone from school and we hit it off right away. Lee was so intriguing to me. She had a car, was going to nursing school, and she loved to fuck. Not only that, as time went on, I learned how randy she had been. For me, it was nice just to be getting regular pussy. The slutty side of her did intrigue me, however.

We ended up living together for a year, going to school, sharing the bills. We experimented a bit, but never played around with anyone else. I was only 23, no experience at swinging, the term hotwife didn’t exist at that point. I did try to get her to go to a nudist beach (she left her clothes on). Tried to get her to sample swinging, but no dice. Despite the fact that she had been quite loose before meeting me.

The military paid for Lee’s education, so when summer came again, she owed them a few weeks of service, with one more year of school left. I was done with my education and we ended up splitting up, me going down south for an internship, she to her summer military thing.

She ended up going to Hawaii for her summer obligation, I to Kansas City. Of course, I visited the adult arcades. Found the local swinger magazine. Actually met up with one young couple that wanted a third male. They were no older than me, about 24. She already had 4 kids, what little tits she had sank to the floor. However, she was just 5 feet and all of 95 lbs, so was an incredible fuck. He was fine with watching. I didn’t understand it, but loved fucking his wife, believe you me!!!! No condoms ever, just enjoy and empty into her. Damn.

The breakup lasted a couple weeks. Before long, we were calling each other, professing our love for each other. Later, found out she was fucking a soldier while there. We spent a week together making up, and making up for lost time. My dick got rug burns (literally) on her second day there from the fucking we did.

After a week, she went back home to finish her year of schooling. She wasn’t so sure, but we agreed to see others for sex, when needed, as long as we told each other about it. She used it to her advantage, fucking her best friends…friend one nite, and a couple more men as well. One that she didn’t mention until a couple years later, she told me my best friend had seduced her during this time, as well. I remember distinctly…she had me sit down on the couch, and very seriously, and sadly told me about something she had to come clean about. That she had fucked Dan, my best friend. My dick got hard. Literally, literally. I wanted to know all the facts. He had just broken up with someone, wanted to see her about something. One thing led to another. I guess he was long, but thinner than me. Hmmm..

Hope this isn’t boring. I’m getting to the hotwife thing, eventually. Just setting the foundation for what’s to come.

addicted2cuck

Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by addicted2cuck » Mon Sep 07, 2009 2:00 am

Please continue. Defiantly not boring!

wifegoesbareback

Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by wifegoesbareback » Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:31 pm

1986ish. I was in K.C. on a working residency…after college. Horny as hell, and didn’t really know anyone, being new to the city. Of course, I checked out the adult bookstores, being curious and all. I bought a hardcopy of the regional swinger magazine. Answered a few ads, and actually met with a few nice couples. It’s amazing how you managed to meet, back before cell phones and the internet. But it worked.

One couple had an ad, mentioned they were in their late 40’s, looking for a guy. We exchanged letters, then I gave him my phone number. One day, he called. It was about 10 am. He wanted to meet in a parking lot at noon. Ok, I said.

I arrived at the place. It seemed like a drug deal, the way we met. He was in a large car, like a fancy Lincoln or something. There was a lady in the back passenger seat. She wore a trench coat, with fishnet stockings. He lied. They were more like 65 than 45. However, when you’re young, you’ll do just about anything once. I was intrigued. She wasn’t fat, wore glasses, basically looked like someone’s grandma. He directed me to sit in the back seat.

He explained how they were married, but not to each other. She was his secretary, and they were on lunch break. We talked briefly, him mostly. She just kept looking at me. He then said they had to go, but would be in touch with me.

I hopped into my own car, and pretended to get ready to leave. They talked for a bit. He motioned for me to wait, then waved me over. I got back in the car. She got in the back seat. He had her open her trench coat. She was naked except for garter and the fishnets. She had a hairy bush. He said they normally don’t do anything on the first meeting, but would I be interested in something happening right now. I said ok. I was young, dumb, full of you know.

He said to follow him. He then drove a few blocks to a small building on a busy street. We went inside, up the stairs, and he unlocked the door to a really nice studio apartment. It was well furnished. Something like Sinatra would have in the movies. The most amazing thing was there was an extended room right next to, and above the busy street below. There were large windows on three sides, but the windows had lace curtains, making it easy to see out, but hard to see in. In this room was no furniture save for a large king sized bed, raised up off the floor a good 3 feet or so….the bed was in the main room, elevated so you could see out the main window and the street below. It seemed like everyone could see in…but they couldn‘t..

He directed her to get on the bed, while telling me that this was their secret apartment. It was only used for sexual purposes. Then he invited me to have sex with her. I undressed, then joined her on the bed. She had a few stretch marks, breasts sagged, but looking back now, she really didn’t look bad for her age, and wasn’t fat at all. As I went down on her, she had a full growth of hair, but her pussy didn’t taste all bad. He started getting into it, telling me how she likes this and that, rooting me on. I don’t think he even got undressed. She was kind of passive, but did what he asked…69, etc.

I entered her bareback. Missionary position. She moaned softly. I’m about 71/2” with some thickness, and think she liked that. He asked her if she liked my dick, and she told him yes, she did.

I wish I could explain more of the sex, but I really don’t remember much more than I’m telling you now. Except that he was egging me on as I got closer. She was moaning more, too. He was telling me to shoot my wad in her. “She likes that”.

I did cum inside this much older woman.No condoms needed. We rested, then I dressed. They thanked me. She laid there on the bed, nude (except for the stockings), and I French kissed her one last time (what the hell, I thought), and left. I think from the time I came until I left their apartment was about 5 minutes?

Having no idea back then, I am sure I was there for one purpose. For that man to swallow my cum, but in a manner in which he considered appropriate….licking it from her cunt. While I didn’t understand it back then…I left figuring they were done as well. Looking back now (the idea didn’t even occur to me back then) I am quite sure after I left, he devoured her pussy….full of a young man’s sperm, before mounting her, calling her his whore, his slut, adding a second man’s DNA into the lady. Someone’s grandmother.

They called on me another time, but I had to work. By then, my girlfriend from back home showed up. We never managed to hook up again. I would imagine if she’s still alive, she would be about 85. Would I do her still? Hmmm, perhaps….but now I’m a watcher, too!

wifegoesbareback

Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by wifegoesbareback » Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:04 pm

Sorry for the delay. Life's issues. Here is the next installment.

Circa 1989 or so. Down South. Wife was a Nurse in the military. Worked the evening shift.

There was a couple we knew from work. We had been to each other’s house a few times, dinner, etc. Anyway, they broke up a few months prior. One day, I run into him and we end up going out to a trendy new club in town.
About this stage, I was really into the concept of a philandering wife, rather than swapping. We’d tried it once before, with so-so results, a couple years prior. She was well aware, but wasn’t sure about acting on it. It didn’t help keep my libido in check that there were a couple monthly magazines out that specialized in that kind of fun….Penthouse Forum Letters, and Penthouse Variations. Back when the stories weren’t fake.

Anyway, it was April Fools day, of all dates. He and I were enjoying catching up on things, over a beer. He had just bought a new motorcycle. I came up with a cool idea. Let’s convince her I bought the motorcycle from him. I had visions of other things of course….my mind always tries to plan ahead. Perhaps since she knew the guy, and he his wife left him, perhaps she might want to cheer him up. It was worth a shot.

We went back to the house, dropped his motorcycle in our two car garage, made it look like it was there to stay, then headed back to the bar.I called Lee, and she said she’d meet us there, after going home and freshening up. I told her not to get mad, but that I bought a motorcycle from him to help him out (he was going to school). She didn’t believe me.

She showed up, in nothing fancy, but skin tight jeans and nice top, make-up. She was very interested in hearing about this motorcycle in our garage. We really had her convinced, then she kind of forgot about it and we talked about other things.

We were having fun. We had just gotten into margaritas about that time, and invited him to our house for one. Nothing intended. He readily agreed. We got home and there was the motorcycle. She still had a hard time believing it, but basically thought “whatever”. We put on some nice music, talked about old times. Made up some margaritas and had a good time.

The house was a duplex. Two car garage, there’s the kitchen, living room, then stairs leading to three rooms.

They were in the kitchen, talking and enjoying themselves. I heard the talk get a bit more quiet. Hoping, praying, I was on the couch and pretended to be passed out drunk.

With head back, eyes closed, ears wide open, I couldn’t believe my luck. There was a brief sensual noise of lips kissing. I was dying to see, but didn’t dare, just enjoyed hearing, and anticipating. This is something I had dreamed about, getting my wife to share her body with another man.

I heard him whisper something, but couldn’t make it out. What she said, however, blew me away. “Oh, he won’t mind. He’s always wanted me to do something like this. Besides, he’s passed out.”

They made there way upstairs, both thinking I’m too far gone to care. I made my way to the bottom of the stairs, listening to every detail. The duplex was built on the cheap, and noises traveled quite easily. However, it was too filtered. Once I knew he was inside her (they were one…Yes!!!) I made my way upstairs, making like I was drunk, and went to bed. They stopped briefly, of course. The door was ajar, but not closed, thank god.

From my bed, I could hear much better. Damn, I anticipated him using her to no end, then her coming back to me. I had no idea.

He must have been in need, as they were in bed together for about 4 hours. I’m talking several orgasms. Each time, I figured they were done, but then they’d talk a bit, and go back at it. Not only that, he enjoyed slapping her ass. Like hard! And she let him!

I fell asleep. At some point, she came to bed. She said she was very sore. However, she allowed me to kiss and enter her (it went in quite easily), and I became the second man my wife had entertained that day. I went to sleep a happy man.

Woke up the next day, the motorcycle was gone. We stayed friends, but he kept a friendly distance. I guess playing with a man’s wife changes you a bit. We kept in touch with him, but he moved away a month later and we eventually lost contact.

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Re: My lifelong obsession

Unread post by Altplay » Mon Nov 30, 2009 4:36 pm

Many of us start out pretty much the same. As a kid I was interested in the girls, to heck with getting dirty and bruised playing ball games. I was playing with the girls as early as the 1st grade, and trying to get into their panties as well. My dick stayed hard. I was jacking off before I could cum. My intro to porn was the wonderful 8mm collection my stepfather had. I often wondered what happen to them because several were children having sex with each other. Possession of that now would land one in jail. Fast forward to the early 70's I was one of the last to be drafted, so I joined the Navy. While overseas I enjoyed many of the ladies of the evening. Fortunately I never caught anything but I did notice many were supplimenting the family income.

Once home and married things were vanilla for the first couple of years. Then my wife suprised me by asking if she could experence other men. I was welcome to enjoy other women as well. I gave my ok but didn't expected anything to happen soon. Then one night my wife told me she had had a visitor and his cum was still in her. Instant hardon. As soon as we got home I slipped inside her and knew right away she had been filled with cum. It was the greatest feeling but also addictive. My wife continued to enjoy her FB and would tell me all the details. My only complaint was I wasn't there to watch. The wife broke it off when we decided to have children.

After rasing our kids I asked the wife if she would like to resume our open marriage. My wife agreed but prefered for me to ake the arraingments. I decided to start by adding a single male and set up a meeting. It was every bit exciting as I thought it would be when I watched the wife suck her new FB and see him penitrate her and pump her full of cum. Hard as a rock I added my load to her slippery pussy. Cum makes the best lubricant. I have had several girlfriends and we have enjoyed couples but to me the best is watching the wife with another man and then enjoying sloppy seconds.

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