What really turns you on or what do you fantasy about the most?

My wife cheating or taking lovers again and sharing the stoeies with me.
Pretty much all thoughts revolve around the cheating wife, cuckold scenarios.
 
It is early in the morning, and I have left the straps from the night before attached to the headboard. She likes to be tied up sometimes, and last night, with the child staying over at her grandmother's we had been free to play. It is still pretty early, and "Carrie" comes back from the bathroom, hops on the bed and straddles my chest using her weight to hold me down. Usually, she slowly slides down and teases me until I flip her over on to her back and make love to her, but this morning she makes a grab for my right wrist and ties it to the headboard. Then she secures the left. I've never been tied before but seeing the look in her eye, I decide I am along for the ride, or rather, being ridden. She hitches up her modest white night dress and I get a brief flash of her hairy pussy before she starts sliding it against my hard cock. I'm to be her sex toy. As she picks up the pace, she tells me not to cum. Eventually, she orgasms from pussy sliding on my cock, bracing against my chest as the spasms hit her.

Still bracing one hand against my chest so she can shift her position, she says to me, "your turn!"

She reaches under the folds of her hitched-up nighty, and makes the necessary adjustments so I can slide in. She grinds slowly against me, milking me with her pussy muscles, but keeping me just shy of release. She keeps this up for quite a while, I am soon begging to be allowed to cum, but she keeps up the torture. Finally, she picks the pace up a little, and as she hears me making the moaning gasp I usually make as I begin to cum, she grinds hard down onto my cock driving it deep. I pump spunk hard into her pussy, and I hear her moaning in satisfaction as my load splashes deep within her.

Satisfied, she lays against me, and lazily releases my wrists before challenging me to roll us both over onto our sides without popping out of her pussy, as she wants to keep all my lovely cum in her as long as she can...

We lay there for a while, and eventually my cock pops out. Carrie looks at me and says, "You'd better get dressed, and fetch Lisabet from Mum's. - Oh - and wipe the silly grin off your face, Lover."
 
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That gives rise to both my imagination and...
My last GF...(who was married and not to me) enjoyed spending the weekend with me when her husband was away. She would always get hyper aroused when I would bend her over the end of the bed and pound her until I filled her deep and full. I would ask "What will you tell him if I just knocked you up while he was gone all weekend"???
 
Right now, I have one fantasy playing in my mind. I keep on fantasizing being on my hands and knees next to him, back perfectly straight as his drinks are on my back. He may reach over and fondle my wet pussy, but I can’t cum, I can’t move. I’m being edged but must keep perfectly still.

I’m blindfolded. All I can hear is him, feel the cool drink on my back. Sometimes, I picture him getting behind me and fucking me, but I can’t cum or move.

Sometimes he has a friend over, who also has his drink on my back. They talk, rub my pussy on occasion, have their drink.

When he—or they, depending on the day—are done drinking, the drinks are removed. I feel a tongue up my spine, lapping at the condensation caused by the drinks. The tongue moves lower and tastes my wet pussy. My first reward for being a good girl as the tongue makes me cum.

If the friend is over, I hear his voice telling his friend how to fuck me, but not cum inside of me.

If there is no friend, or if the friend is done, I feel a hand at the back of my head, and gently pushes it lower as I lift my ass up. Strong hands on my hips, bruising the skin, and he is rutting in me bare, plunging deep into me, telling me to cum again before filling me up with potent seed…
 
Right now, I have one fantasy playing in my mind. I keep on fantasizing being on my hands and knees next to him, back perfectly straight as his drinks are on my back. He may reach over and fondle my wet pussy, but I can’t cum, I can’t move. I’m being edged but must keep perfectly still.

I’m blindfolded. All I can hear is him, feel the cool drink on my back. Sometimes, I picture him getting behind me and fucking me, but I can’t cum or move.

Sometimes he has a friend over, who also has his drink on my back. They talk, rub my pussy on occasion, have their drink.

When he—or they, depending on the day—are done drinking, the drinks are removed. I feel a tongue up my spine, lapping at the condensation caused by the drinks. The tongue moves lower and tastes my wet pussy. My first reward for being a good girl as the tongue makes me cum.

If the friend is over, I hear his voice telling his friend how to fuck me, but not cum inside of me.

If there is no friend, or if the friend is done, I feel a hand at the back of my head, and gently pushes it lower as I lift my ass up. Strong hands on my hips, bruising the skin, and he is rutting in me bare, plunging deep into me, telling me to cum again before filling me up with potent seed…
So hot!
 
Right now, I have one fantasy playing in my mind. I keep on fantasizing being on my hands and knees next to him, back perfectly straight as his drinks are on my back. He may reach over and fondle my wet pussy, but I can’t cum, I can’t move. I’m being edged but must keep perfectly still.

I’m blindfolded. All I can hear is him, feel the cool drink on my back. Sometimes, I picture him getting behind me and fucking me, but I can’t cum or move.

Sometimes he has a friend over, who also has his drink on my back. They talk, rub my pussy on occasion, have their drink.

When he—or they, depending on the day—are done drinking, the drinks are removed. I feel a tongue up my spine, lapping at the condensation caused by the drinks. The tongue moves lower and tastes my wet pussy. My first reward for being a good girl as the tongue makes me cum.

If the friend is over, I hear his voice telling his friend how to fuck me, but not cum inside of me.

If there is no friend, or if the friend is done, I feel a hand at the back of my head, and gently pushes it lower as I lift my ass up. Strong hands on my hips, bruising the skin, and he is rutting in me bare, plunging deep into me, telling me to cum again before filling me up with potent seed…
We enjoy using you. Seeing you. Positioning you. All with your assent. On your hands and knees as I sup from your back. I dine on your submissive nature and crouch over you whenever I like and thrust my hard cock up in your bare wet pussy. As rough as i like it and I like it quite rough. My dick remains hard thick and bulging as I fuck you and after I cum. It’s a log. Stretching your pussy out. Stuffing you. Violating you. Using you. Breeding you. It is our inner nature and instinct. I allow my friends to use you as well. We dine drink and sup on your back. You hear us. Your blindfold prevents you from seeing us. We both fuck your bare Submissive pussy hard. In my house. Outside on the ground. Using you continuously. You are not allowed to cum yet. Nay. Nay. Just take it. Just take it hard. Deep. Rough. Controlling you. Dominating you. Stuffing you. From behind.
 
My main fantasy right now is to be fucked in my ass. I would like it to be my wife pegging me, but I think a real cock would feel pretty amazing too.
 
I really love the idea of going to the sex club with my FWB. She's a regular in the community and I'd like to observe and see what it's like in person.
 
I have a long To Do List that involves my wife in our hotwife lifestyle. There’s a number of different scenarios that include my wife having sex with another man. Various locations and situations. Some are actually attainable. Others, like watching a room full of men pulling a train on her in a sleazy motel, not so much.
Yeah, one-on-one seems approachable with women (I broached it with three, happened, ONCE, with one [highly specific parameters that turned her on]), but trains? Not so much.
 
Right now, I have one fantasy playing in my mind. I keep on fantasizing being on my hands and knees next to him, back perfectly straight as his drinks are on my back. He may reach over and fondle my wet pussy, but I can’t cum, I can’t move. I’m being edged but must keep perfectly still.

I’m blindfolded. All I can hear is him, feel the cool drink on my back. Sometimes, I picture him getting behind me and fucking me, but I can’t cum or move.

Sometimes he has a friend over, who also has his drink on my back. They talk, rub my pussy on occasion, have their drink.

When he—or they, depending on the day—are done drinking, the drinks are removed. I feel a tongue up my spine, lapping at the condensation caused by the drinks. The tongue moves lower and tastes my wet pussy. My first reward for being a good girl as the tongue makes me cum.

If the friend is over, I hear his voice telling his friend how to fuck me, but not cum inside of me.

If there is no friend, or if the friend is done, I feel a hand at the back of my head, and gently pushes it lower as I lift my ass up. Strong hands on my hips, bruising the skin, and he is rutting in me bare, plunging deep into me, telling me to cum again before filling me up with potent seed…
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I'm really milking this. Hands on my head. Using me like a masturbation toy. Telling me how my wife loves his cock that is twice as big as mine.
Then my reward.
 
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