The delicious complexity of wife-sharing relationships

Can I seek opinions and responses to my evolving view of sharing my wife?

The more I reminisce about the times I relished sharing the woman who was first my girlfriend and then my wife with other men, and the more I fantasise about such things, the clearer it becomes to me that the incredibly intense experience, both emotionally and sexually, is partly driven by the complexity of the dynamic between me and both the other people involved - both my wife and the man who on any particular occasion was fucking her. I used to think that it was really all about my wife - a celebration of sexuality.

I felt that that my pleasure in knowing that she was giving herself to another man, or hearing from her about what he had done with her, or better still watching her, which I did just a few times, was driven by the delight and, yes, pride I took in the power of her sexual urges. I didn't really think much about the men who fucked her - they were just the instruments, so to speak, of her lust.

But looking back on those experiences I realise that this was only part of the delight. Now, looking back, I think as much or more about the men involved, about their experience of sexual pleasure wth my wife. I relish their excitement as they realised that she was available to them, that she wanted their cocks in her pussy, that her body was theirs to enjoy, and I love to reflect on their sensations as they caressed her body, fingered her pussy, felt her vagina enclose their cocks, experienced her quivering with pleasure as she felt their cocks move inside her, and their feeling of triumphant possession as they pumped their semen deep inside her...I feel all this very vividly, and in a sense I feel that in fucking her, my wife, they were fucking me...by 'lending' them my wife I was giving them the pleasure they enjoyed wth her...[though this is wrong because of course her body was not mine to 'lend', the choices she mad were always entirely hers, but sex knows no logic]. And I get excited and aroused by the thought of 'giving' these men this pleasure ... and an intimacy with them... and thse I have now, late in life discovered my bi side, hitherto quite deeply hidden.

Does this make any sense or ring any bells with anyone?
It makes perfect sense. I get so excited when I see my naked wife with a hard cock in her pussy. It is also exciting hearing her cum. Like you I have also discovered my bi side. I was so excited hearing and watching her I wanted to join in when he finished with her.
 
My wife was free to be with anyone, but her choices were interesting. Several were young men in their 20's who wanted sex with her, the older woman in her 30's. I really enjoyed hearing about their reaction to having sex with an experienced, skilled lover. One was a former lover from college, and it was special in several ways. He had been wounded in combat, and this was his first sex to see if everything still worked. It did. We all drank to celebrate his success. The last was a 65-ish man from another country, who asked her to be his sexy escort to a big event and then took her back to his penthouse for a night of sex. He made her feel like the sexiest woman in the world. She never had sex with anybody else, other than me, after that.
My wife’s sexual preferences and choices varied over time and in different situations. Her sexuality is diverse, and her sexual desires are not always fixed. She has found that what she finds attractive or desirable has changed throughout her life, influenced by various factors such as personal experiences, emotional connection, age, and relationship dynamics.

The desire for variety in partners was her sexual drive – young and old, big and small, it changed with her sexual mood. But the bottom line was to get fucked and have an intense, satisfying orgasm.
 
My wife’s sexual preferences and choices varied over time and in different situations. Her sexuality is diverse, and her sexual desires are not always fixed. She has found that what she finds attractive or desirable has changed throughout her life, influenced by various factors such as personal experiences, emotional connection, age, and relationship dynamics.

The desire for variety in partners was her sexual drive – young and old, big and small, it changed with her sexual mood. But the bottom line was to get fucked and have an intense, satisfying orgasm.
I hope you enjoyed your wife's activities as much as I enjoyed my wife's.
 
Sharing my wife was not consensual at first. I really wanted her to be faithful and monogamous. Early in our relationship, she kept backsliding to her previous boyfriend. I'd ask her not to have sex with him, but she couldn't resist. We came to an understanding that there could be a difference between Love and physical relationships. Her former boyfriend fucked her well, but she didn't love him. It became clear that this was happening with other men, too. It was something I had to learn to accept, and it turned out OK for both of us.
 
I did.

She is still free to enjoy recreational sex with whom she chooses.

I love her recounting her sexual adventures, and I once saw her in action riding a guy to an intense orgasm - it made me so proud.
I never got to watch, and she stopped fucking others when she turned 40.
 
It took some persuasion to make me comfortable with her wanting, basically, to perform IRL for my viewing. It's not that I thought she just wanted another (actually a specific) could cock and load (yeah, raw was part of her fantasy), but wrapping my head around "I want you to watch me like you watch the girls in porn" was never on my bingo card, ever.

Like @RTFLDGR I'm a widower and we got cut off before finding out if this would go on. I've had 12 years to wonder.
 
Can I seek opinions and responses to my evolving view of sharing my wife?

The more I reminisce about the times I relished sharing the woman who was first my girlfriend and then my wife with other men, and the more I fantasise about such things, the clearer it becomes to me that the incredibly intense experience, both emotionally and sexually, is partly driven by the complexity of the dynamic between me and both the other people involved - both my wife and the man who on any particular occasion was fucking her. I used to think that it was really all about my wife - a celebration of sexuality.

I felt that that my pleasure in knowing that she was giving herself to another man, or hearing from her about what he had done with her, or better still watching her, which I did just a few times, was driven by the delight and, yes, pride I took in the power of her sexual urges. I didn't really think much about the men who fucked her - they were just the instruments, so to speak, of her lust.

But looking back on those experiences I realise that this was only part of the delight. Now, looking back, I think as much or more about the men involved, about their experience of sexual pleasure wth my wife. I relish their excitement as they realised that she was available to them, that she wanted their cocks in her pussy, that her body was theirs to enjoy, and I love to reflect on their sensations as they caressed her body, fingered her pussy, felt her vagina enclose their cocks, experienced her quivering with pleasure as she felt their cocks move inside her, and their feeling of triumphant possession as they pumped their semen deep inside her...I feel all this very vividly, and in a sense I feel that in fucking her, my wife, they were fucking me...by 'lending' them my wife I was giving them the pleasure they enjoyed wth her...[though this is wrong because of course her body was not mine to 'lend', the choices she mad were always entirely hers, but sex knows no logic]. And I get excited and aroused by the thought of 'giving' these men this pleasure ... and an intimacy with them... and thse I have now, late in life discovered my bi side, hitherto quite deeply hidden.

Does this make any sense or ring any bells with anyone?
I have the same thoughts too, more and more as time goes by.
 
I have the same thoughts too, more and more as time goes by.
Yes me too - I find these days that the merest little thing is enough to fill my mind with images of my wife being fucked by other guys...just yesterday reading a book I got for Xmas I came across a casual reference to the Spartans sharing their wives, and suddenly ym mid was flooded wth the image of my wife as I saw her many years ago, lying naked atop a fried of ours, her legs spread wide, his cock deep in her pussy, his hands on her ass with his fingers teasing her asshole, and her whole body writhing as she moved her hips to drive his cock in and out of her vagina, giving her the ost delicious sensations in her loins and driving him to the point that she so deeply craved, when he would shudder and jerk as he pumped his semen into her. The image of her like that justr captures everything that is so primal about a woman's sexuality that i find so powerful and arousing...
 
And the feelings you experience during the first time seeing her take another guys cock . Whether she's sucking it or you're watching some big cock spreading her labia and sliding in and out of her wet pussy over and over . Or when you see it throb and pump her full of his cum .

Are you jealous , are you turned on , is your dick harder than you ever remember it being ?
 
And the feelings you experience during the first time seeing her take another guys cock . Whether she's sucking it or you're watching some big cock spreading her labia and sliding in and out of her wet pussy over and over . Or when you see it throb and pump her full of his cum .

Are you jealous , are you turned on , is your dick harder than you ever remember it being ?
Oh yes…. I have a story here on Lit in which I describe the first time I watched my wife being fucked by a guy we knew…and yes it was all that you say….of course I was jealous to see her offer herself to him and to see her respond to him - how he owned her completely while his cock was buried deep inside her - and the moment when he grunted like an animal and she moaned with delight as he pumped his semen into her body….I was jealous but somtunred on and so grateful for the opportunity to see her like that…
 
Yes me too - I find these days that the merest little thing is enough to fill my mind with images of my wife being fucked by other guys...just yesterday reading a book I got for Xmas I came across a casual reference to the Spartans sharing their wives, and suddenly ym mid was flooded wth the image of my wife as I saw her many years ago, lying naked atop a fried of ours, her legs spread wide, his cock deep in her pussy, his hands on her ass with his fingers teasing her asshole, and her whole body writhing as she moved her hips to drive his cock in and out of her vagina, giving her the ost delicious sensations in her loins and driving him to the point that she so deeply craved, when he would shudder and jerk as he pumped his semen into her. The image of her like that justr captures everything that is so primal about a woman's sexuality that i find so powerful and arousing...
The primal power of a woman's sexuality is indeed a force to be reckoned with. I have found that few women are aware of this power and go through life unaware or unable to acknowledge this force within them.
 
And the feelings you experience during the first time seeing her take another guys cock . Whether she's sucking it or you're watching some big cock spreading her labia and sliding in and out of her wet pussy over and over . Or when you see it throb and pump her full of his cum .

Are you jealous , are you turned on , is your dick harder than you ever remember it being ?
It was all three.
 
The primal power of a woman's sexuality is indeed a force to be reckoned with. I have found that few women are aware of this power and go through life unaware or unable to acknowledge this force within them.
There is an old adage, that goes something like. "I have the pussy, so I have the power." This is so true. My wife went through most of her life denying that she had any power, and in fact told me over and over that she didn't want "the power." I think that it was so very wise of her, to let me think I was in charge of anything, whether it was where we went on vacation, what kind of vehicles we drove, to how often we had sex, and what variety of sex we had. Only in the last few years, has she admitted that she did indeed have the "power of the pussy." :love:
 
There is an old adage, that goes something like. "I have the pussy, so I have the power." This is so true. My wife went through most of her life denying that she had any power, and in fact told me over and over that she didn't want "the power." I think that it was so very wise of her, to let me think I was in charge of anything, whether it was where we went on vacation, what kind of vehicles we drove, to how often we had sex, and what variety of sex we had. Only in the last few years, has she admitted that she did indeed have the "power of the pussy." :love:
She had it all along, she used it subtly .
 
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