Cuckold Husband Watches as His Wife is Impregnated by Five Black Men

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I thought we were going home,” I mumbled, trying to keep the dissapointment from my voice. I’d been hoping to watch my wife and her lover enjoy the culmination of the teasing that had been building up throughout dinner. Not anymore. I share my nights between my boys, kiss them both when they walk in from work, and sit in the middle on the couch. The responsibilities around home are shared, and the kids are happy and extremely loved. We have all grown enormously, and the fantastic dynamic between the three of us has to be seen to be believed. They both offer me different things, and both understand I love them. Today, I couldn’t imagine my life without both of them in it. Bisexuality. For more than half of the men I interviewed, male bisexuality played a role in the husband's desire to watch his wife have sex with another man. This played out in different dynamics. Sometimes, bringing a man to bed with the wife was a pretext—a bait and switch if you will—for the husband to then engage sexually with the man as well. Sometimes, the husbands were very concerned about being seen as heterosexual, but they spent an awful lot of time looking for well-endowed men for their wives. To my mind, a man who is that focused on the size of other men's penises really doesn't qualify as all that straight. It all changed the night Sam called in just before dinner one night when my husband was at work. He asked if we had dinner plans, and suggested we head to the beach and get some takeout. Once the kids were a little older and we were comfortable leaving them with a sitter, we started to re-ignite our social life, and began enjoying our weekends out again.

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Your husband sounds like a gem. When you told him no, I don't really want that, he NEVER brought it up again. That is a man who can TALK to his wife about fantasies, sex but also RESPECT what she said. Maybe once it was out there he had a little thought and decided in his own mind that sharing you is not something he really wants. We tried to hide the feelings, and continue to function as friends but were also both eager to spend as much time together as we could. Sam began to call in on the way home from work, or pop in and see me at work. Although I knew my feelings toward him weren’t OK, nothing physical was happening between us during these times, so I tried to kid myself we weren’t doing anything wrong. Getting turned on by your partner doesn’t have to include getting tied to the bedpost and teased for hours (though surely that sounds awesome!). Nope. We learned that our readers are turned on by far more interesting (and occasionally more mundane) things. Take me for example. It is absolutely such a turn on when my husband does things around the house. When I feel like he is “taking care of business” like a “man of the house,” nothing is hotter to me. You just lie down, mister, and enjoy yourself,” she said. “I’ve been fantasizing about doing this for about three months.” I was very excited for the next weekend. I knew that it was going to go down. The tension had been mounting. Lexy and I were hardly talking. And from the transcripts I was getting from the bug in her purse, things were heating up rapidly. She had told Ben that we had “broken up,” but that she was still staying there as a roommate and it was entirely amicable. Ben was very supportive. “I don’t want to push you into anything,” he said. “But I would love it if you would come over to my apartment this Friday. I will make you my salmon. No pressure. Just hang out.”

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Before the dinner incident, we had already planned a group night a few days later, and although Sam insisted he needed to stay away, and hubby wasn’t overly keen on Sam still coming, I convinced them both to leave the plans as they were, as it would possibly be our last night out as a whole group. Then everything changed the night I met Sam. He was older and cheeky and I immediately felt drawn to him. We didn’t spend a lot of time chatting that night, but when we returned a couple of weeks later I secretly felt excited to see that Sam and his partner had attended the club again too. As for him wanting you to be your own person, again. Gem of a man. Doesn't mean he WANTS you, the mother of his kids, his wife, and partner in life to have sex with other men. After what felt like months, the night finally came. I had had a little too much alcohol, as had he, but we had a great time. The sexual attraction I had built toward Sam over the weeks had become extremely strong, and I figured like most encounters at the club, once it had happened the sexual tension would ease. Unfortunately this wasn’t the case, and I was left looking forward to the next opportunity to be with him.

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She pulled her panties off and removed her pantyhouse. Now she just had the bustier and the heels. She got on top of him and started kissing him. That morning, we slept together without consent from our spouses. For the first time in my life I cried while having sex. We both cried. Our hearts broke as we spent what we thought would be our final moments together. Sam gathered his things, and stood at the door. For both of us, the tears were still relentless. First, I will say I do not speak from experience as this is something I wouldn't do myself and my post will reflect my views.While I love a good fantasy (naughty or nice) I think the reason we DO fantasize is that we want full control over a situation. Who says what, who does what, who feels and think what. THAT! you can do in a fantasy. NOT in reality. Greetings the issue that im about to talk about has been bothering me for sometime and i thought it would be best if i can get advice from people.I have strict parents and i think this has affected my social life negatively.The only time i could actually spend time with my friends was at school,and i was at a boarding school in high school.During the holidays my parents would never allow us to go for friends birthday parties,movies and just generally spending time with them as they believed having a social life was not important.we rarely used to have friends over because me and my siblings would always be afraid of bringing our friends home because of the fear of what our parents would say and do.The only time i had friendships that existed was when i was in school,the moment i went home for holidays my friendships were non existant.I am currently in University but im home on holiday and my parents have given me a curfew which is at 18:00 hrs.My parents barely let me have freedom.I now look at my life and ive realised that i barely have any friends.No one calls my phone to ask to do anything with me.My social life especially when im home is non existant.And ive stayed with not having really close friends for a very long time.What advice would you give me as i need to have a social life and friends with whom i can spend time with? The mention of visiting a swingers club (where couples swap partners for an evening) had come up a few times, and eventually we decided to take the plunge. We set our rules before we headed in, both extremely nervous, neither knowing what to expect. My wife is a massage therapist. A few years ago we bought a house with an unfinished basement, which I converted into a mini spa for her to do her work at home. I was supporting her career endeavor, but I also had my own interests in mind. There is a nice full bathroom, a changing room, and the massage room, all of which have hidden cameras. She doesn't know. I have never and would never share anything I have recorded. It's just for own enjoyment. But I didn't really even come here to confess that part.