So wife knows about my cuckold fantasy but doesn't want to play (and I respect that). So all I do is fantazise about it. But when I think about what would it be like if my lovely wife decided to have sex with another man, for some reason I get more turned on by the idea of listening to them rather than being there and seeing them. I imagine hearing the sounds of my wife getting fucked hard and hearing her moan, and the idea drives me crazy. Are there others like me who actually prefer listening than watching?
Listening instead of watching
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Listening is very erotic for me too... picturing the look on her face according to the sounds being made makes me so horny
The very first time we did this I ended up listening instead of watching and it was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. It really can be more exciting just knowing what they are doing, but having to sort of wonder about the details. And it really can be fun to hear her talk about it after, sort of fill in the blanks for u, but in her words and her version of what happened.
Definitely! I don't want to watch. because in my fantasy the guy doesn't know that I know. Listening in would be awesome though. I think this goes back to when I was 15yo and listened in to my older brother fucking his then girlfriend. Hearing the bed springs, and then his girlfriend's low moans was very erotic for me.
I like listening as a part of foreplay
I used to have some audio recordings of Elaine talking to some men on the phone. I alluded to one of her conversations in the story about the young black guy when she went over to his house to pick him up and bring him to our house to fuck her. We had exchanged some letters but my wife was still not sure about doing him so I suggested she talk to him on the phone and see if she got a positive feeling. After a couple minutes of introductions talk slowly turned to sex and what she wanted and was he up for it. We were recording and it was cool to hear him talking about licking her and wanting to shoot off on her pussy and face. She told him she would give him great blow job if he licked her pussy good enough to make her cum on his face. Got me hard just listening to them talking. Regrettably I lost the micro cassette tape recorder so the tape is useless.
Another was a recording of her talking to Rick, an old friend from college who she had always liked as a friend but never dated. He was confused as Elaine was trying to be coy and subtle and was suggesting he have dinner with us sometime. Since he barely knew me he couldn't tell if she was wanting to hook up with him later when I was not there. He told her he really didn't want to go out with a married woman. She eventually said "I want to fuck you and my husband at the same time". He was silent for several seconds. She could tell he didn't know what to say. Elaine told him we had done it before and both loved it and thought he would love it too. I whispered to her to be graphic and specific. She finally said if he would meet us she would give him her mouth, pussy and ass and he could come in or on her as often as he wanted or could get hard again.
I used to have some audio recordings of Elaine talking to some men on the phone. I alluded to one of her conversations in the story about the young black guy when she went over to his house to pick him up and bring him to our house to fuck her. We had exchanged some letters but my wife was still not sure about doing him so I suggested she talk to him on the phone and see if she got a positive feeling. After a couple minutes of introductions talk slowly turned to sex and what she wanted and was he up for it. We were recording and it was cool to hear him talking about licking her and wanting to shoot off on her pussy and face. She told him she would give him great blow job if he licked her pussy good enough to make her cum on his face. Got me hard just listening to them talking. Regrettably I lost the micro cassette tape recorder so the tape is useless.
Another was a recording of her talking to Rick, an old friend from college who she had always liked as a friend but never dated. He was confused as Elaine was trying to be coy and subtle and was suggesting he have dinner with us sometime. Since he barely knew me he couldn't tell if she was wanting to hook up with him later when I was not there. He told her he really didn't want to go out with a married woman. She eventually said "I want to fuck you and my husband at the same time". He was silent for several seconds. She could tell he didn't know what to say. Elaine told him we had done it before and both loved it and thought he would love it too. I whispered to her to be graphic and specific. She finally said if he would meet us she would give him her mouth, pussy and ass and he could come in or on her as often as he wanted or could get hard again.
I've found this to be quite exciting after strategically placing vor devices in my place to catch wife cheating.
I get very excited and turned on from listening!! I’ve had the pleasure of being able to listen to her a few times and I loved it!!
I remember how I once had to hide in the garage, listening. My wife had called a single guy about his personal ad and had talked to him for half an hour; however, she never mentioned me. She only realized this important omission later, when describing the phone conversation with me. She wanted to call him up again and tell him about me, but I told her she might come off as a crazy woman and scare him off. Thus, we came up with the plan of me hiding with a portable radio, while in the living room was a baby monitor that transmitted on an unused FM frequency. My job, other than playing with my dick, was to keep her safe, something I always stressed and ensured. I heard the entire encounter take place—my only fear was that someone else might have tuned in by accident.
Before she stripped, she told him about her being married to me and how I approved of what they were about to do. He said that he was impressed by my confidence and that he would like to meet me one day. As soon as she was naked, no more chit-chat ensued, just oohs and ahs.
Before she stripped, she told him about her being married to me and how I approved of what they were about to do. He said that he was impressed by my confidence and that he would like to meet me one day. As soon as she was naked, no more chit-chat ensued, just oohs and ahs.
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I’m in the same boat. She says she won’t do it in real life but we role play a good bit and listening to her moan, the bed squeaking, or her getting fucked hard from behind the door or the next room are topics I bring up a lot. I think listening is just as hot if not hotter.
Hearing the sounds they make is incredible and every bit or even more arousing than actually watching
A lot of husband's and bf have this fantasy
I didn’t really have much experience of listening until Lynn started playing with a neighbour. Usually I’d be present or she’d be playing alone.
He and Lynn had flirted a bit and he’d seen her naked in the garden and clearly liked what he saw. He’d confided to me that he’d not had sex for a couple of years since losing his wife at about the same age I lost my first wife. He is a nice guy and we felt a bit sorry for him so we invited him round for dinner where Lynn made it very clear that she was dessert. It was going well and Lynn had our cocks out taking turns sucking us while we played with her tits but even though he was enjoying himself he seemed reluctant to take it any further. Lynn asked him what was wrong and he admitted that he felt a bit self conscious playing with her in front of me so I told her to take him upstairs and I’d stay in the living room.
Well he clearly wasn’t so inhibited once he had her alone and it wasnt long before I could hear the sounds of them fucking and Lynn‘s moans of pleasure. She later told me that it was obvious he’d not had sex in a while as he fucked her like a man possessed. He put 3 loads into her in the space of an hour before he was done.
It wasn’t the threesome I’d been expecting but it was exciting listening to him fucking my wife and I still got to clean her up after he’d left and slide my cock into her silky, gaping used cunt to give her her 4th load of the evening so I didn’t feel left out.
He‘s fucked her several times since then. Sometimes she’ll go to his or if it’s at ours, he’ll take her upstairs while I wait downstairs and I’ve come to really enjoy listening to them fuck knowing that I’ll get to enjoy my cum filled wife when he’s done with her.
James
He and Lynn had flirted a bit and he’d seen her naked in the garden and clearly liked what he saw. He’d confided to me that he’d not had sex for a couple of years since losing his wife at about the same age I lost my first wife. He is a nice guy and we felt a bit sorry for him so we invited him round for dinner where Lynn made it very clear that she was dessert. It was going well and Lynn had our cocks out taking turns sucking us while we played with her tits but even though he was enjoying himself he seemed reluctant to take it any further. Lynn asked him what was wrong and he admitted that he felt a bit self conscious playing with her in front of me so I told her to take him upstairs and I’d stay in the living room.
Well he clearly wasn’t so inhibited once he had her alone and it wasnt long before I could hear the sounds of them fucking and Lynn‘s moans of pleasure. She later told me that it was obvious he’d not had sex in a while as he fucked her like a man possessed. He put 3 loads into her in the space of an hour before he was done.
It wasn’t the threesome I’d been expecting but it was exciting listening to him fucking my wife and I still got to clean her up after he’d left and slide my cock into her silky, gaping used cunt to give her her 4th load of the evening so I didn’t feel left out.
He‘s fucked her several times since then. Sometimes she’ll go to his or if it’s at ours, he’ll take her upstairs while I wait downstairs and I’ve come to really enjoy listening to them fuck knowing that I’ll get to enjoy my cum filled wife when he’s done with her.
James
We had an excellent threesome buddy in my college friend Michael. One of the best times with him was when I didn't partake in the sex, but instead I sat in a chair facing away from them, with only her description of what he was doing to her body to keep my imagination going. I loved hearing both of them explain what they were doing and feeling.
Twice, I listened on the phone as she was being either licked or fucked. Loved it.
By the way, in one encounter with Mike, he announced that he would be sitting in the chair, merely watching us. We fumbled the beginning, but soon enough we fell into our usual lovemaking. Mike said nothing, but my God did he watch us intently, as if he were taking mental notes.
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I guy I know makes sound recordings of him and his wife and shares them with me, it's very hot to listen to and imagine being there with them. I usually don't like the sound tracks in porn movies but hearing a real couple is very arousing to me.
In my last year I college, I was renting this crazy apartment in a huge Victorian mansion. Apparently, my apartment had been the carriage house prior to being converted into living quarters. The result was that my unit was long, like some of the apartments in San Francisco and New York, where room after room went in series. My girlfriend was spending the night and we were fucking. She heard a sound, a sound of someone on the other side of my bedroom wall.
She silently expressed her concern and had me listen. I did hear someone moving and then go still. I picked up my jeans and pulled my boots out of closet and motioned her to follow me into my living room, which meant that we had to walk past my bathroom and through my kitchen. Once we were in the living room, I put on my pants and I was putting on my boots, as I told my plan. I told she was to go back into the bed and make noise as I was still fucking her, loud moans and heavy breathing. I would sneak into the service passageway on the other side of my bedroom wall, find the guy, and beat the shit out him. She began to protest, but I told not to worry about me, as I didn't think it a fair fight unless I was fighting more than one guy at once, and that with my boots, which held steal caps internally, I was lethal. She wasn't worried about me; she didn't want me to beat the guy up, as she thought the scene was sexually thrilling.
I was both disappointed that I wasn't going to kick the shit out of pervert but thrilled to hear that she thought the situation sexually thrilling. We went back into the bedroom and resumed fucking, loudly. The next day, after she left, I went into the service hallway, where the long narrow hallway was dimly lit by a single 60W bulb. I couldn't see anything, so I returned with a flashlight. I found what I took to be my bedroom wall, which was not insulated; instead, an array of bare two-by-fours, wiring, and piping ran across the wall. I walked to the end of the hallway where my fuse box was located. As I walked back, my nose sniffed something you never forget: the smell you encounter in X-rated video booths at adult bookstores: dried semen. My nose located the most intense spot, and my flashlight revealed a huge splattering of cum on the wall, which had dripped down to the bottom and had blistered the wallboard, wet cum sprayed on dried cum. The smell was intense. Here was the problem, as far as I could tell, that was not where my bedroom was. So, I counted my footsteps back to the door and then I counted the same steps down into my apartment. I was wrong: that was where my bedroom wall was located.
I told my girlfriend what I had found, and she delighted in hearing how huge the cum stain was. She told me that we had to up our game, so the guy would hear a better show. I could only think louder, not better. She explained that I should tell her to suck my cock and to rub my cock across her nipples. In other words, we should describe what we wanted the other to do. I was up for it. Our next sex romp was "better," but we found ourselves getting tongue-tied, so we returned to just moaning.
One night, I was keen to come up with something "better." While she undressed, I told what I loved about her body. I described her entire body. I also revealed what a German tourist had said to me the weekend before, when we had been sightseeing. I had caught him photographing her, her legs in particular. She had worn a flimsy cotton sundress and it was windy, so her short dress blew up to her waist, revealing her entire legs and panties. The German apologized, telling me that her legs the beautiful thing he had seen so far in the USA. I had to agree with him, as her legs were stellar. (She was 5'9", about 122lbs, with high cheekbones and the loveliest red hair I have ever seen. The strands of her hair were multi-colored, some being ruby red, others orange, while other still were a strawberry blonde. Together, in the sunlight, her hair took on an impossible irradiance.)
The morning after a sex-filled night required me to check the spot left on the wall. Sometimes, no new load of semen was deposited, but I lied to her and told her it was huge, as she so enjoyed getting this sort of standing ovation.
She silently expressed her concern and had me listen. I did hear someone moving and then go still. I picked up my jeans and pulled my boots out of closet and motioned her to follow me into my living room, which meant that we had to walk past my bathroom and through my kitchen. Once we were in the living room, I put on my pants and I was putting on my boots, as I told my plan. I told she was to go back into the bed and make noise as I was still fucking her, loud moans and heavy breathing. I would sneak into the service passageway on the other side of my bedroom wall, find the guy, and beat the shit out him. She began to protest, but I told not to worry about me, as I didn't think it a fair fight unless I was fighting more than one guy at once, and that with my boots, which held steal caps internally, I was lethal. She wasn't worried about me; she didn't want me to beat the guy up, as she thought the scene was sexually thrilling.
I was both disappointed that I wasn't going to kick the shit out of pervert but thrilled to hear that she thought the situation sexually thrilling. We went back into the bedroom and resumed fucking, loudly. The next day, after she left, I went into the service hallway, where the long narrow hallway was dimly lit by a single 60W bulb. I couldn't see anything, so I returned with a flashlight. I found what I took to be my bedroom wall, which was not insulated; instead, an array of bare two-by-fours, wiring, and piping ran across the wall. I walked to the end of the hallway where my fuse box was located. As I walked back, my nose sniffed something you never forget: the smell you encounter in X-rated video booths at adult bookstores: dried semen. My nose located the most intense spot, and my flashlight revealed a huge splattering of cum on the wall, which had dripped down to the bottom and had blistered the wallboard, wet cum sprayed on dried cum. The smell was intense. Here was the problem, as far as I could tell, that was not where my bedroom was. So, I counted my footsteps back to the door and then I counted the same steps down into my apartment. I was wrong: that was where my bedroom wall was located.
I told my girlfriend what I had found, and she delighted in hearing how huge the cum stain was. She told me that we had to up our game, so the guy would hear a better show. I could only think louder, not better. She explained that I should tell her to suck my cock and to rub my cock across her nipples. In other words, we should describe what we wanted the other to do. I was up for it. Our next sex romp was "better," but we found ourselves getting tongue-tied, so we returned to just moaning.
One night, I was keen to come up with something "better." While she undressed, I told what I loved about her body. I described her entire body. I also revealed what a German tourist had said to me the weekend before, when we had been sightseeing. I had caught him photographing her, her legs in particular. She had worn a flimsy cotton sundress and it was windy, so her short dress blew up to her waist, revealing her entire legs and panties. The German apologized, telling me that her legs the beautiful thing he had seen so far in the USA. I had to agree with him, as her legs were stellar. (She was 5'9", about 122lbs, with high cheekbones and the loveliest red hair I have ever seen. The strands of her hair were multi-colored, some being ruby red, others orange, while other still were a strawberry blonde. Together, in the sunlight, her hair took on an impossible irradiance.)
The morning after a sex-filled night required me to check the spot left on the wall. Sometimes, no new load of semen was deposited, but I lied to her and told her it was huge, as she so enjoyed getting this sort of standing ovation.
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This was always a huge part of our playing. I enjoyed seeing her face and listening to her as she was being fucked by a big cock. We played with 4 different guys and all but 1 was large, and made her make sounds that just got me off
I do ! The combination of uncertainty, fantasy, and lsut drives me crazy all the time
