A Humiliating Experience

[jsaltydog]

Yes my wife fucks other men, has been before, while we were dating and during our marriage. I have come to accept it, sometimes encouraging it and sexually aroused by it.

As I responded to another post asking if others know about our lifestyle, I answered that a friend of wife knows. This friend and her husband are swingers, as I learned. Eventually the friend's husband fucked my wife, with his wife's blessing.

We hosted a party with friends, including this couple, which was some time after he had fucked my wife. I guess I am not very observant and I was having a good time with our friends when I needed to get something upstairs in my house. When I got to the top of the stairs I realized I was hearing a familiar sound, which was coming from our bedroom. The squeaking of our bed, the sound it makes when I am fucking my wife. My wife was getting fucked during out party. I listened and so wanted to pull out my cock, but was to worried about someone seeing me. I stumbled upon this fucking right before I heard the guy fucking my wife cumming. He was not exactly quiet about it.

I quickly went back down stairs, but positioned myself to see when my wife and the guy who fucked her came back to the party. In a little while, there was my wife, freshly fucked, and her friend's husband. So I knew who was fucking my wife.

Not sure if anyone noticed, but that was not the humiliating experience.

I guess I was drinking quite a bit which made me quite cocky. Finding my wife's friend alone, I mentioned in passing that her husband had a good time pumping his seed in my wife during the party. Not sure if I was looking for her to be shocked or upset but she just smiled. She said I am sure your wife had fun. So I asked her if it bothered her and she said no, not at all. She fucked other guys too, it was there understanding with each other. So I asked if he would be upset if I fucked her. She laughed and said he would not care, but that she would never let me fuck her. I asked why and to my face she said she only fucks masculine guy, guys who want to fuck any pussy they can put their cocks in. As a cuckold, she said, you clearly are a wimp and do not desire pussy. With that she walked away and I felt humiliated.

Yeah, that is a tough ending. I think that your friend has a point. I was educated to respect women and only have sex with women if I truly cared about them, had some type of affection for them and respected them. Too late in life, I now understand that my perspective made me less desirable as a sex partner and that I denied myself many sexual experiences. Women are attracted to men who just want to have sex with any woman at any opportunity, despite their claims about wanting respect and for men to look at them as more than sexual objects. I tried to be the "nice" guy, but as we all know, nice guys finish last. Women really are drawn to "dogs." Wish I knew that when I was young.

 

[jsaltydog]

Having a woman tell you that you are not man enough to fuck her is so demoralizing, especially when you know she fucks other guys. It made me think about my abilities as a man to satisfy a woman, truly satisfy a woman. Clearly I was not enough for my wife, so what she said made me feel so inadequate. Almost to the point I avoided sex with my wife for awhile. I had one of those moments of either I was going to aggressively fuck my wife to prove I was a man or take myself out of the sexual equation. The later is what I did for quite awhile. And to make matters worse, my wife did not seem to notice.
Eventually we had sex, but I think my role as a cuckold was truly defined for me from that moment forward.

I understand the urge to withdraw from sexual interaction when doubts arise about your ability to please a woman who you care about. I had a similar experience with a coworker. I really cared about her, but since we are both married I considered sex off limits. One day, another coworker let slip that the woman I cared about had sex with another coworker years ago (actually a fmf threesome) at work. I was devastated and avoided her for quite a while after I learned about her past experience. I eventually talked to her about it and she denied that the story was true. Said she would never jeopardize her marriage by cheating. I don't really believe her. The difficult part for me is that I could have had sex with her, but I was too inhibited by the our marriages to make the move. Had I been more assertive about it, we could have had a strong sexual experience. I hated myself for being so dumb.

 

[nicebiguy]

Yeah, that is a tough ending. I think that your friend has a point. I was educated to respect women and only have sex with women if I truly cared about them, had some type of affection for them and respected them. Too late in life, I now understand that my perspective made me less desirable as a sex partner and that I denied myself many sexual experiences. Women are attracted to men who just want to have sex with any woman at any opportunity, despite their claims about wanting respect and for men to look at them as more than sexual objects. I tried to be the "nice" guy, but as we all know, nice guys finish last. Women really are drawn to "dogs." Wish I knew that when I was young.

Same here. It's sad how all the nonsense and bulls hit put into our heads as kids fucke d up our lives.

 

[jsaltydog]

Same here. It's sad how all the nonsense and bulls hit put into our heads as kids fucke d up our lives.

Agree. I was taught to only think of sex with a woman who I wanted to marry. My family made sure to ridicule any possibility of my manhood based on their idea sex was bad for women (I grew up in a household with only women present - ......, aunt, grandmother - my father was never around). I had no sex education, either in school or from older male relatives or from my classmates. I remember one time when I was a teenager at a party. I was in the kitchen talking to a friend while my other friends were making out with some women in the living room. I had no idea what was happening in the living room. Had I known, I would have joined them. No one invited me to join, no one told me what was happening in the living room. I only found out about it on the drive home with the friend who I was talking with in the kitchen. This is pretty much the story of my life.

Coming of age at the beginning of the feminist movement did not help. I believed all the junk about respecting women for more than their bodies and to not view women as sex objects. Essentially denied myself opportunities for sex. With such a stunted sex life, I developed an inferiority complex, thinking that women did not want sex with me. So, even when women flirted with me, I failed to recognize that they wanted sex with me since I couldn't imagine that I was so desirable. In the few sexual relationships that I did have, I was shocked to find out that I really made the women feel good. On several occasions, they told me that they never had such good sex. Turns out that I went through years of feeling inferior when, in fact, I was a great lover. All of this the result if my upbringing in a dysfunctional home where sex was ridiculed and taboo, feminists who insisted that I should respect women for their minds instead of their bodies (all the while they were having sex with every dog in town), and the many classmates and friends who assumed that I was not interested in sex when in fact I was naive and miseducated but horny and as desirous of sex as any young man can be. Yes, it really messed up my life. Now as a senior in his 70s, I am full of regret.

 

[nicebiguy]

Agree. I was taught to only think of sex with a woman who I wanted to marry. My family made sure to ridicule any possibility of my manhood based on their idea sex was bad for women (I grew up in a household with only women present - ......, aunt, grandmother - my father was never around). I had no sex education, either in school or from older male relatives or from my classmates. I remember one time when I was a teenager at a party. I was in the kitchen talking to a friend while my other friends were making out with some women in the living room. I had no idea what was happening in the living room. Had I known, I would have joined them. No one invited me to join, no one told me what was happening in the living room. I only found out about it on the drive home with the friend who I was talking with in the kitchen. This is pretty much the story of my life.

Coming of age at the beginning of the feminist movement did not help. I believed all the junk about respecting women for more than their bodies and to not view women as sex objects. Essentially denied myself opportunities for sex. With such a stunted sex life, I developed an inferiority complex, thinking that women did not want sex with me. So, even when women flirted with me, I failed to recognize that they wanted sex with me since I couldn't imagine that I was so desirable. In the few sexual relationships that I did have, I was shocked to find out that I really made the women feel good. On several occasions, they told me that they never had such good sex. Turns out that I went through years of feeling inferior when, in fact, I was a great lover. All of this the result if my upbringing in a dysfunctional home where sex was ridiculed and taboo, feminists who insisted that I should respect women for their minds instead of their bodies (all the while they were having sex with every dog in town), and the many classmates and friends who assumed that I was not interested in sex when in fact I was naive and miseducated but horny and as desirous of sex as any young man can be. Yes, it really messed up my life. Now as a senior in his 70s, I am full of regret.

I had pretty much the same experience. Mostly from my dysfunctional religious moth er and my asshole drunken bully father. When I was 13 I had a close, nice looking young boyfriend. Didn't know a damn thing about m/m sex but we liked each other and there was an attraction we had that I didn't understand but my asshole moth er picked up on it and ended our friendship. Since eventually sorting out I was bi I often wonder how things would have developed between us. Luckily I was seduced by a gay friend later in life and learned from him what I had been missing. Now I love cock as much as pussy. It's really sad how our lives have been fuc ked up by the morons who were supposed to nurture, guide and care for us.