Thoughts on Cuckold stories
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Donna ?
it would be ever so much more entertaining if she and her long suffering spouse had the 'experience' together as opposed to having Donna relate her adventure to him ..eh ?
just a thought
it would be ever so much more entertaining if she and her long suffering spouse had the 'experience' together as opposed to having Donna relate her adventure to him ..eh ?
just a thought
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janenycgirl said:
Try Donna Plays with Michelle and Me .
As for the current story, well, stay tuned....
cuckold husband story idea
I'm too close to this to write about it, so feel free.
My wife worked in an office with a guy she couldn't stand. He was rude and arrogant and they had to share an office.
One day, he and a buddy were having a pretty crude conversation about married sex -- wife not giving bj's and such -- and mine volunteered that she did. She does.
Well, he was nice after that and one day, he made a move on her. She nicely rebuffed, but he kept at it. Finally, they were at a dinner at a hotel, and he convinced her to come to his room. I was at the dinner table completely unaware. She told me it was a babysitter call. She came down 15 minutes later. ON the way home, she told me what happened (she had been telling me throughout his pursuit). He had pulled her into the room, kissed her intensely, and she finally just turned around, lifted her dress, and invited him to fuck her which he did.
After that, they didn't really get along again. That was four years ago. They email occasionally. Over the last few days, he started emailing again, trying to get her interested. She played along. Then, he said, "meet me at this hotel in 30 minutes for the fucking of your life." Next thing I knew, she was taking a shower, shaving her pussy and heading out the door.
As I write this she is probably getting a truly excellent fuck.
Which means that I'll be fucking her for the next 7 days straight....
True story.
I'm too close to this to write about it, so feel free.
My wife worked in an office with a guy she couldn't stand. He was rude and arrogant and they had to share an office.
One day, he and a buddy were having a pretty crude conversation about married sex -- wife not giving bj's and such -- and mine volunteered that she did. She does.
Well, he was nice after that and one day, he made a move on her. She nicely rebuffed, but he kept at it. Finally, they were at a dinner at a hotel, and he convinced her to come to his room. I was at the dinner table completely unaware. She told me it was a babysitter call. She came down 15 minutes later. ON the way home, she told me what happened (she had been telling me throughout his pursuit). He had pulled her into the room, kissed her intensely, and she finally just turned around, lifted her dress, and invited him to fuck her which he did.
After that, they didn't really get along again. That was four years ago. They email occasionally. Over the last few days, he started emailing again, trying to get her interested. She played along. Then, he said, "meet me at this hotel in 30 minutes for the fucking of your life." Next thing I knew, she was taking a shower, shaving her pussy and heading out the door.
As I write this she is probably getting a truly excellent fuck.
Which means that I'll be fucking her for the next 7 days straight....
True story.
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15 minutes ? mmmmm
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i don't know if this idea falls
within or without Literotica's
rules ...
but i personally would like to read a story set in contemporary times
wherein the cuck and the usurper
battle it out like in the days of
old ..man 2 man ... fists !
..our hapless cuck would perforce
be handed a sound thrashing !
a blow by blow account of this
fight ( beating ) would be most
entertaining ;-)
any good blow by blow writers out
there? ... a thumping right hand
cross found its mark upon CUCKS NAME
jaw ....whereupon he slowly fell to the floor like an unravelling scarecrow .....blood trickling steadily down his chin ..
pow ! crash ! bang !
ahhghhh
please please don't hurt me anymore
of course you can fuck my wife
Sir ....
as he flinched in fear away from
the big mans raised fists ..
hating his seemingly inbred cowardice
was he ever a man ?
could he ever become a man ?
these questions plagued him
as he sat where he was punched to
...slowly wiping away his blood
from his mouth and chin
the thought of any more combat
with his wife's new lover
caused him at once a great fear
and a great tingle in his now
stiff cock ...
could he take another beating
from this man ?
well ?
within or without Literotica's
rules ...
but i personally would like to read a story set in contemporary times
wherein the cuck and the usurper
battle it out like in the days of
old ..man 2 man ... fists !
..our hapless cuck would perforce
be handed a sound thrashing !
a blow by blow account of this
fight ( beating ) would be most
entertaining ;-)
any good blow by blow writers out
there? ... a thumping right hand
cross found its mark upon CUCKS NAME
jaw ....whereupon he slowly fell to the floor like an unravelling scarecrow .....blood trickling steadily down his chin ..
pow ! crash ! bang !
ahhghhh
please please don't hurt me anymore
of course you can fuck my wife
Sir ....
as he flinched in fear away from
the big mans raised fists ..
hating his seemingly inbred cowardice
was he ever a man ?
could he ever become a man ?
these questions plagued him
as he sat where he was punched to
...slowly wiping away his blood
from his mouth and chin
the thought of any more combat
with his wife's new lover
caused him at once a great fear
and a great tingle in his now
stiff cock ...
could he take another beating
from this man ?
well ?
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sirhugs said:
nothing wrong with being eclectic
Sir ;-)
Baskins & Robbins has 31 flavours
i enjoy more than one.
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it would be
but Mocha Blast© would be a better
title .... as the usurper/lover
would be a black guy pummelling
his white opponent into glorious
submission.;-) t'was ever thus
but Mocha Blast© would be a better
title .... as the usurper/lover
would be a black guy pummelling
his white opponent into glorious
submission.;-) t'was ever thus
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Re: cuckold husbands
Speaking from the "Bull's" point of view, hubby isn't a wimp nor is he gay. But he often does lick my sticky sperm from his hot wife's swollen, slimy vulva. That being said, I did get a bj from a hubby once when his wife was out of town and I was interminably horny. He volunteered! I drove over to his office at noon, picked him up in my car, drove around and found a quiet place and he sucked my dick....lol
alan13703 said:
Speaking from the "Bull's" point of view, hubby isn't a wimp nor is he gay. But he often does lick my sticky sperm from his hot wife's swollen, slimy vulva. That being said, I did get a bj from a hubby once when his wife was out of town and I was interminably horny. He volunteered! I drove over to his office at noon, picked him up in my car, drove around and found a quiet place and he sucked my dick....lol
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janenycgirl said:
This is truly a great idea!
I have had the opportunity of using subtle threats of violence against hubby once when he was drunk and felt like interrupting my session with his eager, submissive wife. The girl loved it. She wanted to see her cuck husband put down... in front of her. It was cool for sure.
In reality, this issue has already been resolved long before the bull shows up to take control of the super heated female. If the wife wants to see her hubby beaten at the hands of her lover, this would be another type of scenario, not your typical cuckold story.
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Clare Quilty said:
it's an allusion to the cuku bird which takes over another birds nest for it's own.
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how about, he finds out he's been cucolded, so he decides that he wants a peice of the action if his slut wife is going to screw around on him, so he become her pimp- with or without her knowlege.
Or maybe that's already been done? i don't read that genre often.
Or maybe that's already been done? i don't read that genre often.
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Mortar Forker said:This is truly a great idea!
I have had the opportunity of using subtle threats of violence against hubby once when he was drunk and felt like interrupting my session with his eager, submissive wife. The girl loved it. She wanted to see her cuck husband put down... in front of her. It was cool for sure.
In reality, this issue has already been resolved long before the bull shows up to take control of the super heated female. If the wife wants to see her hubby beaten at the hands of her lover, this would be another type of scenario, not your typical cuckold story.
no not typical at all
hence i wanna read 1 ;-)
guess nobody wants to write 1 ;-(
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Re: Living it
Her lucky lovers...LOL I know I've told my married girlfriends not to have sex with their hubbys if we were going to do it. To hell with HIM....they had to be clean for ME....YEAH! 
She's mine
happy2bhubby said:
Her lucky lovers...LOL
I know I've told my married girlfriends not to have sex with their hubbys if we were going to do it. To hell with HIM....they had to be clean for ME....YEAH! She's mine
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Sounds nice to
Personally I would love nothing more than to tie up my sweet wife, in the basement, and bring in a line of fellows to satisfy their lusts.
My wife has told me several times that she would love to be gangbanged by her Boyfriend's friends!
sweetnpetite said:
Personally I would love nothing more than to tie up my sweet wife, in the basement, and bring in a line of fellows to satisfy their lusts.
My wife has told me several times that she would love to be gangbanged by her Boyfriend's friends!
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Re: Sounds nice to
i love reading guys fantasies
always from HIS POV btw
i already know the female POV
happy2bhubby said:
i love reading guys fantasies
always from HIS POV btw
i already know the female POV
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I was wrong
So here's what happened:
I set up a date, my first since being married for 8 years, and since my wife has been dating again since last Nov. She has several Boyfriends and has met most of them at least 4 times.
Anyway I had a date set up with a real cute married girl who wanted to just play with me and wasn't looking to get away from her husband (though she did say he had become boring). My date had a baby-sitter and a new dress and plans with me for dinner, shooting pool and a movie and didn't need to be home until midnight. She also said that she really wanted to give me a blowjob, something I haven't had for at least a year.
I did all this primarily because Rhyanna had stopped telling me about all the devilish and delicious details of her adventures. She was keeping it all to herself, and to top it off she was telling me that I was a nasty man for wanting to eat her naughty pussy. She tried to tell me that it was like eating cottage cheese out of a trash can. I don't know why she has developed this kind of an attitude when I have begged her to satisfy her little married pussy any way she pleases and just let me in on the juicy details and clean her with my tongue.
When I first informed her that I was thinking of having a girlfriend of my own, she acted quite aloof and said she couldn't care less, but as the day (Friday) approached she became more and more unsure. By Friday morning she was flipping hard, saying "go ahead, I don't give a dam," and then, "if you do, don't bother coming home." I knew of all the feelings she was feeling, and felt very sympathetic, but the more I tried to reassure her, it seamed to just make it worse. It was terribly clear that she did care very much and that I was not permitted to go through with my plans unless I was willing to loose her completely, at least that was what I was hearing. I went to the trouble to write an e-mail to her stating that if she wanted to keep me at bay, all she had to do was agree to tell me everything about the sex that her and her boyfriends enjoyed, but she simply ignored my e-mail.
As I was going out the door (late) to go to work, she was pacing all over the house ranting and raving and threatening me with everything under the son, frankly I was worried (all day).
At 4:00 right before I got off work, I called Rhyanna, at her mommies house, and told her that I had canceled my date and was coming home to take her and the kids out to dinner and a movie. She sounded quite relieved and asked me what time I would be home and even said she loved me, (right in front of her Mom and Dad). I did come straight home too, thinking I had done something right for a change and was eager to see the change in Rhyanna. I was wrong!
When I got home, I found Rhyanna chatting with her Boyfriends on the computer, and wearing a sexxxy little black leather mini dress and a sheer pink top with a pushup bra underneath that let her nipples play peek-a-boo. She logged off immediately, making me think once again that she might be saying good-bye to all of them and that she was about to make it all up to me. I was wrong again.
Rhyanna told me that she had left the children with her Mom and that we needed to talk, and led me to the bedroom. I was working desperately at loosening my pants as she dragged me quickly to the bed and pushed me onto the edge of it. "So what do you want to talk about?" I asked as sexily as I could. "Well first I want to talk about your little tramp friend, and how you are going to make up for making my day a living hell!" she snapped. I could smell the barley sent of beer strongly on her breath.
I told Rhyanna that she didn't have to worry about the other woman anymore, because when I called and canceled our date, she told me she was pissed and that I was a pussy wipped, sexless fuck, and that I would probably NEVER get a chance like I had that day. I went on to tell her all the nasty names that I had been called and how sorry I was that I had made two women so angry, and that I would never do it again. But I did also say that I was glad that Rhyanna's dating days were over too.
Rhyanna asked me calmly and coolly, why I thought that her dating days were over, and I told her that since she didn't want to share "the info" and since I was not allowed to find another that was eager to be with me that it was only fare that she and I should be monogamous. This is when I began to realize that I still had a rough road to hoe and that Rhyanna was so completely lost in her self centered world of satisfying only her needs that it was nearly impossible for her to see reality. Her only response to almost anything I offered was, "so you think your the boss uh?"
When I asked her why I was the only one who had to have a conscience, it was I guess the last straw for her, because she slapped me hard across the face and stripped me naked and took me to the shower, where she had for some reason placed one of our barstools inside. "OK" she finally said, "I'll give you what I know you want" and with that said she climbed up on the barstool and hiked her mini skirt up and pulled her thonged crotch open wide. "Eat me you sissy cucky hubby, your little friend was right, you are a little pussy wipped faggot, Eat my cunt!" she barked again.
I couldn't help myself, her pussy looked so juicy and smelled so sweet and seemed to quiver like a pair of hungry lips attached to a starving mouth. "You like other men to fuck me anyway you stupid wimp, so why in the hell would you try to stop me?" Again I couldn't do anything to hide my total agreement and eagerness to try desperately to make her pussy happy. " I am going to see my friends and there is nothing you can do to stop me, so quit your sniveling and beg me like you want to, go on beg me to go and find a nice big fat Cock to make me happy!"
"Pleash," I murmurrd into her Love Hole, "pleash, lek men push theig Beag Cocksh im herrr"
"That's right my dear!" she taunted "In fact I'm going tonight to meet with Tony, and there's not a dam thing your going to do about it!"
With that I stopped and looked up and said "You know that's really not fare honey, I canceled my date for tonight cause you were so upset and now you would do this to me? How do you think I am supposed to feel?"
"From now on" she stated coldly, "I will say what is fare and what is not, and what I say now is that you should do what you are told and eat my pussy and let me get all warmed up on your face before I go and meet a real man to Fuck me good!" Rhyanna didn't even give me a chance to rebuff, but grabbed my hair harshly and held it to her cunt. "Lick my asshole too" she ordered " he might want to Fuck me there too." I felt I had no choice but to at least enjoy the tid bit of sex that she was offering me, and thought that maybe, just maybe, she was just kidding and that if I did her good she would get off, and then tell me it was just a game and that she Loved me more than ever. I was wrong.
"Do you really Love me?" she queried and asked sweetly as if maybe she was coming round.
"Yes." I said quickly and clearly, pulling back for just a moment.
"Well if you really Love me then you wouldn't have done that to me today." she cooed.
"I said I was sorry sweetheart, what else can I do?"
"There is one thing." She tauntered, as if she had rehearsed the line for ever and ever.
"What is it my Love." I offered, almost whispering.
"YOU CAN DRINK MY PEE, YOU LITTLE WOOSIE!"
And with that said she used both her hands to hold my head firm as she began to spray up my nose with her beer laden piss. She must have had to go for a while because it was strong and the stream was like an open faucet. Again my guilt and shame took over and I found myself compelled to drink and swallow the yellow juice that gushed from her pussy. In a moment I had my mouth covering her pee hole and was sucking it as fast as she was giving it.
After finishing delivering to me the justice she felt I had deserved, and telling me that no matter what I said she knew she was doing exactly what I wanted her to do and that I had absolutely no reason to complain, she hopped down from the barstool and began primping herself in front of the mirror.
"Mom is expecting you to pick up the kids by 7:00, so clean yourself up and go get them and I will be home sometime tonight around midnight. I also told the kids that you would take them out for dinner and a move, so please don't let them down, you know how they depend on you." Rhyanna was kind enough to wait for me and gave me a kiss good-bye as we got in separate cars, mine headed to get the children and hers to carry her to a night of Hot Passionate Sex.
My only hope is that she will not be too tired and let me clean her once again at whatever time she comes home tonight? And maybe, just maybe a Blowjob?
So here's what happened:
I set up a date, my first since being married for 8 years, and since my wife has been dating again since last Nov. She has several Boyfriends and has met most of them at least 4 times.
Anyway I had a date set up with a real cute married girl who wanted to just play with me and wasn't looking to get away from her husband (though she did say he had become boring). My date had a baby-sitter and a new dress and plans with me for dinner, shooting pool and a movie and didn't need to be home until midnight. She also said that she really wanted to give me a blowjob, something I haven't had for at least a year.
I did all this primarily because Rhyanna had stopped telling me about all the devilish and delicious details of her adventures. She was keeping it all to herself, and to top it off she was telling me that I was a nasty man for wanting to eat her naughty pussy. She tried to tell me that it was like eating cottage cheese out of a trash can. I don't know why she has developed this kind of an attitude when I have begged her to satisfy her little married pussy any way she pleases and just let me in on the juicy details and clean her with my tongue.
When I first informed her that I was thinking of having a girlfriend of my own, she acted quite aloof and said she couldn't care less, but as the day (Friday) approached she became more and more unsure. By Friday morning she was flipping hard, saying "go ahead, I don't give a dam," and then, "if you do, don't bother coming home." I knew of all the feelings she was feeling, and felt very sympathetic, but the more I tried to reassure her, it seamed to just make it worse. It was terribly clear that she did care very much and that I was not permitted to go through with my plans unless I was willing to loose her completely, at least that was what I was hearing. I went to the trouble to write an e-mail to her stating that if she wanted to keep me at bay, all she had to do was agree to tell me everything about the sex that her and her boyfriends enjoyed, but she simply ignored my e-mail.
As I was going out the door (late) to go to work, she was pacing all over the house ranting and raving and threatening me with everything under the son, frankly I was worried (all day).
At 4:00 right before I got off work, I called Rhyanna, at her mommies house, and told her that I had canceled my date and was coming home to take her and the kids out to dinner and a movie. She sounded quite relieved and asked me what time I would be home and even said she loved me, (right in front of her Mom and Dad). I did come straight home too, thinking I had done something right for a change and was eager to see the change in Rhyanna. I was wrong!
When I got home, I found Rhyanna chatting with her Boyfriends on the computer, and wearing a sexxxy little black leather mini dress and a sheer pink top with a pushup bra underneath that let her nipples play peek-a-boo. She logged off immediately, making me think once again that she might be saying good-bye to all of them and that she was about to make it all up to me. I was wrong again.
Rhyanna told me that she had left the children with her Mom and that we needed to talk, and led me to the bedroom. I was working desperately at loosening my pants as she dragged me quickly to the bed and pushed me onto the edge of it. "So what do you want to talk about?" I asked as sexily as I could. "Well first I want to talk about your little tramp friend, and how you are going to make up for making my day a living hell!" she snapped. I could smell the barley sent of beer strongly on her breath.
I told Rhyanna that she didn't have to worry about the other woman anymore, because when I called and canceled our date, she told me she was pissed and that I was a pussy wipped, sexless fuck, and that I would probably NEVER get a chance like I had that day. I went on to tell her all the nasty names that I had been called and how sorry I was that I had made two women so angry, and that I would never do it again. But I did also say that I was glad that Rhyanna's dating days were over too.
Rhyanna asked me calmly and coolly, why I thought that her dating days were over, and I told her that since she didn't want to share "the info" and since I was not allowed to find another that was eager to be with me that it was only fare that she and I should be monogamous. This is when I began to realize that I still had a rough road to hoe and that Rhyanna was so completely lost in her self centered world of satisfying only her needs that it was nearly impossible for her to see reality. Her only response to almost anything I offered was, "so you think your the boss uh?"
When I asked her why I was the only one who had to have a conscience, it was I guess the last straw for her, because she slapped me hard across the face and stripped me naked and took me to the shower, where she had for some reason placed one of our barstools inside. "OK" she finally said, "I'll give you what I know you want" and with that said she climbed up on the barstool and hiked her mini skirt up and pulled her thonged crotch open wide. "Eat me you sissy cucky hubby, your little friend was right, you are a little pussy wipped faggot, Eat my cunt!" she barked again.
I couldn't help myself, her pussy looked so juicy and smelled so sweet and seemed to quiver like a pair of hungry lips attached to a starving mouth. "You like other men to fuck me anyway you stupid wimp, so why in the hell would you try to stop me?" Again I couldn't do anything to hide my total agreement and eagerness to try desperately to make her pussy happy. " I am going to see my friends and there is nothing you can do to stop me, so quit your sniveling and beg me like you want to, go on beg me to go and find a nice big fat Cock to make me happy!"
"Pleash," I murmurrd into her Love Hole, "pleash, lek men push theig Beag Cocksh im herrr"
"That's right my dear!" she taunted "In fact I'm going tonight to meet with Tony, and there's not a dam thing your going to do about it!"
With that I stopped and looked up and said "You know that's really not fare honey, I canceled my date for tonight cause you were so upset and now you would do this to me? How do you think I am supposed to feel?"
"From now on" she stated coldly, "I will say what is fare and what is not, and what I say now is that you should do what you are told and eat my pussy and let me get all warmed up on your face before I go and meet a real man to Fuck me good!" Rhyanna didn't even give me a chance to rebuff, but grabbed my hair harshly and held it to her cunt. "Lick my asshole too" she ordered " he might want to Fuck me there too." I felt I had no choice but to at least enjoy the tid bit of sex that she was offering me, and thought that maybe, just maybe, she was just kidding and that if I did her good she would get off, and then tell me it was just a game and that she Loved me more than ever. I was wrong.
"Do you really Love me?" she queried and asked sweetly as if maybe she was coming round.
"Yes." I said quickly and clearly, pulling back for just a moment.
"Well if you really Love me then you wouldn't have done that to me today." she cooed.
"I said I was sorry sweetheart, what else can I do?"
"There is one thing." She tauntered, as if she had rehearsed the line for ever and ever.
"What is it my Love." I offered, almost whispering.
"YOU CAN DRINK MY PEE, YOU LITTLE WOOSIE!"
And with that said she used both her hands to hold my head firm as she began to spray up my nose with her beer laden piss. She must have had to go for a while because it was strong and the stream was like an open faucet. Again my guilt and shame took over and I found myself compelled to drink and swallow the yellow juice that gushed from her pussy. In a moment I had my mouth covering her pee hole and was sucking it as fast as she was giving it.
After finishing delivering to me the justice she felt I had deserved, and telling me that no matter what I said she knew she was doing exactly what I wanted her to do and that I had absolutely no reason to complain, she hopped down from the barstool and began primping herself in front of the mirror.
"Mom is expecting you to pick up the kids by 7:00, so clean yourself up and go get them and I will be home sometime tonight around midnight. I also told the kids that you would take them out for dinner and a move, so please don't let them down, you know how they depend on you." Rhyanna was kind enough to wait for me and gave me a kiss good-bye as we got in separate cars, mine headed to get the children and hers to carry her to a night of Hot Passionate Sex.
My only hope is that she will not be too tired and let me clean her once again at whatever time she comes home tonight? And maybe, just maybe a Blowjob?
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i've read shorter stories
in the main pics and stories section ;-)
cottage cheese outta a trash can ewwwwwwwwwwwww !!!!
disgusting imagery
turned me off completely.
in the main pics and stories section ;-)
cottage cheese outta a trash can ewwwwwwwwwwwww !!!!
disgusting imagery
turned me off completely.
I posted this on another page, but it seems so relevant to this thread, I offer it:
Explaining the popularity of slut-wife/wife watching stories is a bit of a puzzle. Unlike most porn which is straight wish fulfillment (harems of beautiful, horny women or perfect romantic encounters) being reifications of “normal” desires, these are stories about things that few men would want to “really” experience: their wives or girlfriends taken from them and sometimes impregnated by other men.
I see the explanation arising from a combination of fear and anger. Any given story is likely to have both elements, but let’s try to look at them separately.
Fear. Men are competitive about females and a amn never loose the fear that a superior male could take away “his” female. Stories about fear are reassuring because a man is very unlikely to ever face the exaggerated situations of these stories. Children are said to fear monsters because they really know they do not exist, unlike some real fears (a parent’s death or divorce) In the same way these stories provide a cathartic fear that is ultimately comfortable. “There, but for the grace of God, go I,”
In “fear” stories the husband may have "always" wanted to see his wife (always physically desirable) with another man. The wife is reluctant, but with persistence, circumstances, alcohol and the right man, the wife gives in to the man’s desires, allows herself to be “taken,” and is permanently lost to the husband. These may include elements of humiliation for the husband. Much is made of his physical inadequacies, inability to please his wife. The wife is “happy” with her new life.
“Anger” stories have a different dynamic. In these, male anger at females for not being sexy/accommodating/man-centered enough comes out. The wife refuses to be exhibited, or engage in “uninhibited” sex, perform felatio, accept anal sex, etc. In these stories the wife is shy or conventional. Or the wife is older and starting back on a career. Here circumstance rather than the husband’s initiative brings the wife into contact with the “other” male usually “inappropriate” for her social and economic positing. He is a criminal, of another race, uneducated and crude. Here too the wife is taken and made the possession of the new male. In these stories more is made of the wife’s unfortunate fate. The message here to women seems to be: “Be careful in refusing my modest demands; it could be far worse.”
Does this make sense to anyone else?
Explaining the popularity of slut-wife/wife watching stories is a bit of a puzzle. Unlike most porn which is straight wish fulfillment (harems of beautiful, horny women or perfect romantic encounters) being reifications of “normal” desires, these are stories about things that few men would want to “really” experience: their wives or girlfriends taken from them and sometimes impregnated by other men.
I see the explanation arising from a combination of fear and anger. Any given story is likely to have both elements, but let’s try to look at them separately.
Fear. Men are competitive about females and a amn never loose the fear that a superior male could take away “his” female. Stories about fear are reassuring because a man is very unlikely to ever face the exaggerated situations of these stories. Children are said to fear monsters because they really know they do not exist, unlike some real fears (a parent’s death or divorce) In the same way these stories provide a cathartic fear that is ultimately comfortable. “There, but for the grace of God, go I,”
In “fear” stories the husband may have "always" wanted to see his wife (always physically desirable) with another man. The wife is reluctant, but with persistence, circumstances, alcohol and the right man, the wife gives in to the man’s desires, allows herself to be “taken,” and is permanently lost to the husband. These may include elements of humiliation for the husband. Much is made of his physical inadequacies, inability to please his wife. The wife is “happy” with her new life.
“Anger” stories have a different dynamic. In these, male anger at females for not being sexy/accommodating/man-centered enough comes out. The wife refuses to be exhibited, or engage in “uninhibited” sex, perform felatio, accept anal sex, etc. In these stories the wife is shy or conventional. Or the wife is older and starting back on a career. Here circumstance rather than the husband’s initiative brings the wife into contact with the “other” male usually “inappropriate” for her social and economic positing. He is a criminal, of another race, uneducated and crude. Here too the wife is taken and made the possession of the new male. In these stories more is made of the wife’s unfortunate fate. The message here to women seems to be: “Be careful in refusing my modest demands; it could be far worse.”
Does this make sense to anyone else?
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