All Comments on 'Sharing My Wife'

A married woman in love with another? That dear husband is your signal it's time to move on. Divorce the "Wife" and find someone more compatible. In this day and age? Easy.

"when Carol announced to me that her (sic) and Jeremy were going upstairs"

... announced to me that SHE and Jeremy were going upstairs...

This marriage was like a partnership, just intended for two divorced and damaged persons to have a companion...That's why their life took this course...1st - When he talked about the friend with her, her reaction was: "she didn't want to compromise their existing relationship with Jeremy..." Not compromise their marriage...2nd - Their marriage wasn't bonded by children...The children were from their previous marriages...3rd - What the real reason for the friend to not be with a woman for 10 years? For sure not because he was looking after his aging mother...What happened to his mother? For him suddenly going to live with them? Did he killed her? 4th - How did he know that the friend's cock was: "enormous"? 5th - Of course she didn't love both of them...maybe just the lover, because for sure she never had loved the husband...But I believe that: "she was keen to emphasise that her love for us both is equal..." was true!!! She didn't love any of them...They were just fuck partners...1*

That statement alone made this story a waste. Why would he accept Carol's cheating? I don't care if this is love amongst the geriatric set. HE can get a divorce just fine. Carol is just a self bitch getting off on the attention of two men. How stupid can he be? This was just too short to convince me he would just roll over and let his wife make him a willing cuckold. He's getting nothing from the deal. Time for a divorce. Badly conceived, poorly written drivel.

Sorry you can't satisfy your wife. You must be gay or you would have put a stop to this, got another woman or got a divorce. What a wimp.

why so many objections to what someone else might or might not be doing? everyone can just tend to their own little garden and life will go right along.

There's no fun here. Could be a good story but instead it was like building something with Lego's: just pop all the pieces together into a shape of some kind and give it a name. Need to discover dialogue and descriptive language like adjectives and active voice.

For a first time out I say.... Write more and keep Karen going! Being in the same age group and enjoying the telling of a good tale I will say you have a good start.

There seems to be quite a few readers, usually the very first or close to that, that come in to read, then post hateful comments.

They have to know the stories are about sexuality, sharing, being naughty and going against those silly "rules" laid down by what really is a puritanistic society.

Yet, they come in to read anyway, eagerly?

Silly, of course. This short tale is far more common than not, so what exactly IS "normal."..?

It sure isn't reading a story to hopefully get some jollies, and then cuss out the author.

that not one or at least very few men are capable of loving a woman enough or being so committed to her pleasure that they are able to thrill independently to her receiving pleasure. Having had a wife who was the epitome of a giving, responsive, committed lover, it seems only natural to me that my singular desire would be for her to achieve the greatest of pleasure herself. If she had not died seven years ago, I would gladly make love to her today despite suffering from a sore dick that resulted in excruciating pain on every stroke in order to fulfill not only her needs but also her desires. A little pain; jealousy, insecurity, or doubt never came close to interfering with my desire to insure her experiencing the maximum amount of pleasure possible. I happily shared her on many occasions in an effort to be the provider of the sexual pleasure she was capable of experiencing (because she would never have sought it without being entirely sure of my willingness and desire for her to have it) and that I would never have been capable of providing on my own. That her capacity to receive pleasure exceeded my ability to provide it was not a fault nor a weakness on her part. My failure to provide for her fulfillment would have been both a fault and failure on mine. None of this is to say that I could or did not fuck her extremely well myself, only that she was capable of having much more that I could give, even at my best. I loved her, she loved me and we had 32 unbelievable years together, neither of us ever finding it necessary to deprive, deny or withhold what the other desired. And it never came close to wearing out.

It isn't really normal to me and I can't understand why anyone would want to share their wife or husband. If he was desired get other woman would that also be ok . If so I guess that would be ok but if you feel you need others to be sexually happy than why bother getting married just have a sexual relationship with the person just like the lovers she needs to be satisfied. Fiction or reality we all know this goes on often in the real world but it doesn't make it fair or right. I don't like the swing scene either but it's more fair to the one who would not be the one fucking others. Story was good but why are Alot of the stories about wives who need more and husbands allowing it or understand there needs . It's odd and most men I know would never allow it even if they are guilty themselves men can't deal with there wives fucking others. When they are doing that they are giving their bodies but also emotions and heart. You get get around it , that old saying it's just sex is bullshit . Prostitutes fuck without emotion not people who are in a relationship . If it's stale explore with each other you don't need a strange person to try new things in the bedroom

After 40 years of marriage, we had a friend who lost his. He floundered around, lost, spending a lot of time at our house. After about 2 years, he still hadn't looked toward other woman and I jokingly told them both one night after a bit of drinking, perhaps my wife could be his outlet! Laughing, they both agreed at the same time, surprising us all! Suddenly, it had become real. I told them to wait and I'd turn the lights down but when I stood, they were already kissing.

Mike instantly went for one of my wife's tits, I knew he admired them, even on a 60 year old woman they were impressive. Not for size, but for the length and thickness of her nipples. They make themselves known! Since they are so large, or perhaps that is why they are so large, she can almost orgasm from twisting on them. Within 10 minutes, she stood and led him toward our spare room but they didn't lock the door. Still, I gave them privacy.

It took about 25 minutes before Mike reappeared, looking happy, relieved and someone pensive. He sat across from me, took a long pull of his warmed beer and asked if I was okay. After I set his mind at ease, he thanked me and said Nancy asked for me next. I almost ran for the bedroom. She was fearful but when she saw me skinning my pants off, she began to smile and threw the blankets off. I could see the white oozing from her very used cunt and couldn't help myself, even though Mike was standing in the doorway, I went down on her until I had reached everything I could and she had a dozen orgasms! Holding her tight, I rolled over and put her on my mouth. My tongue went wild, reaching inside and starting his massive load draining into my mouth.

By the time she pulled away, I had already reached down and jacked off over everything while eating her. She flopped back down and I could see Mike stroking his cock, watching. He asked if he could have another turn and I told him if it was alright with Nancy, to mount up! Within seconds, he was pounding her from behind and I got a good look at his cock. About 2" longer than mine, it was skinnier but with a huge flanged head. By the time he orgasmed again, I was hard but rather than climb on for my turn, I ate it all out of her again. We started with me climbing underneath her as he was pulling out. My wife began to suck my suck and I was able to orgasm in her mouth. Exhausted from all the orgasms, my wife pulled off my mouth and I looked down, shocked, to find it was Mike who had sucked my cock. And it was fantastic!

Long story short, Mike comes over regularly and we both have sex with my wife, sometimes she just masturbates while we jack and suck each other. Mike and I both enjoy sucking and if he loves swallowing, I enjoy it more. We made a pact, our sperm is to end up in the others belly, whenever a cock is pulled out.

The story is about a husband who at a certain age starts experiencing strong voyeur impulses. All his decisions from that point on are affected by his voyeur side.

This story has to be read as a dot in space & time were 2 life trajectories of a married cupple at first go almost parallel to the one of their good friend. The trajectories first intersect, & then intertwine.

It is beyond me why some erotica readers despise cuckold husbands. It's between them (husbands) and their respective wives and the lucky friend in question. Different strokes for different folks. It takes all sorts...

The shortcoming of the story is that it is written a bit too formally, more like the notes of a social worker than the thoughts & emotions of a husband who bravely steers his marriage into unchartered waters beyond the point of no return. He is not dumb, so he knows it is a risky proposition. What he feels when he gets the proverbial sloppy seconds? Is he surprised that he outright worships his wife's body (& her heart, & her soul) when he knows his friend enjoyed it earlier that day. Does she turn him on so much more intensely BECAUSE she is "pre-fucked," or is it DESPITE the fact she is not only his?

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I knew that what I had shaered with my girlfriend was a risky venture. Finally she agreed to three somes, we had several. I had no idea that a lot of guys have a big cock, bigger than my average sized dick. Thought about calling all this off first couple times, but the erotic thrill over came me. Seeing a guys cock enter her pussy was mind blowing. She became accustom to having different guys fuck her. As can be expected she did establish a FWBs relation with one. I could have expressed my feelings about that, but she often reminded me "It was my idea to start this:...

cuck shit.

Your life is different. You are now a cuck.

Now you have one half, at best, of your wife's love and attention.

Congratulations, idiot.