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When we were married, my wife and I only 'made love'. Sex was only something she did with other men and women. Our love making had to be spontaneous, very rarely pre-planned and we'd both only cum once, preferably at the same time or she'd get bored and frustrated. We'd also do it with her on top or occasionally with me on top; no other positions. When I was lucky to get a blowjob from her she would spit my cum out, often into my mouth as she said it upset her stomach. If we were with her family she'd send me off to see her sister if I felt horny, especially in the mornings, when she was never in the mood. It was almost always me that initiated it, unless she was telling me about what she'd just done with someone else or I'd told her what her sister and I had just done. Me going with her sister was the one thing that would turn her on.
With her lovers however, things were different.
She usually saw them on set times or days, often blowing them and swallowing their cum as a prelude to fucking. She's fucked and sucked them in cars, in a train, on a station platform by a camera, at work, in the woods, in a naturist club and gone away for weekends with one of them. She's spent a lot of days and nights fucking them for hours and each cumming several times.
The only time she'd be more adventurous with me was if we were in a mfm or when we swapped with her sister and her partner.

We still have a full and active sex life with all kinds of sex.

She also has group sex (which I would call "adventuresome") and rough sex with other men.

In our case, the difference is pretty noticeable—I definitely feel it, and from what she’s told me, she does too. With me, the sex tends to be more vanilla, more familiar. It’s a blend of comfort, emotional connection, and, honestly, routine. We’ve been together for a while, so there’s an element of knowing each other’s bodies inside and out. There’s also the safety of marriage, which can be both a blessing and a curse: it’s comfortable and loving, but it can also fall into predictable patterns.

One thing that stands out is how certain acts have always been different between us. My wife has never really enjoyed me fingering her. I’ve tried different things over the years—varied pressure, speed, angles—but I never quite cracked the code for her. Eventually, we stopped even trying. But with past partners before me, and now with her bulls, she loves it. She says she responds completely differently to them, that the way they do it makes it an essential part of foreplay for her. It’s something she craves with them in a way that never really translated with me.

Then there’s oral. My wife always wanted more of it from me, always asked for it, but I’ve never been a huge fan of giving it. It’s not something I particularly enjoy, so it was never a major part of our sex life. But with her bulls, it’s a completely different story. She describes it as one of her favorite parts of sex with them, how much she enjoys having a man completely focused on her, devouring her without hesitation. And honestly? I’m happy she gets this from them. It’s something I never fully provided the way she wanted, and now it’s something she gets to indulge in freely.

Then there’s anal. She had never done it before. We never really talked about it seriously—I assumed it wasn’t something she was into, and I never pushed for it. But one of her two bulls was the first to take her that way. She told me it just happened in the moment, that she was turned on enough to try, and she ended up enjoying it more than she ever expected. She still reserves this for him exclusively, with no interest in exploring it with me or her other partner.

Sex with other men is just different for her. It’s not just about variety; it’s about intensity. With them, she’s more raw, more open, more eager to explore. She says she enjoys being dominated in ways that never quite felt natural for us. With me, she knows what to expect—steady, affectionate, but ultimately more restrained. With them, it’s like a switch flips, and she taps into something completely uninhibited.

What really twists me up inside is how everyday moments can light up these conflicting emotions and mental images. I’ll watch her getting ready to go to the gym in her yoga pants—her body snug in that tight fabric—and my mind darts to the thought of her bent over for someone else, the same curves she’s showing off to me being taken by him instead. Or we’ll be in bed, and her bare leg brushes against mine as she shifts in her sleep. Suddenly I’m picturing that same thigh hooked over another man’s hip, her body arching as he presses into her in ways I’ve never experienced.

It happens when I see her casually changing her clothes, the simple act of her slipping off her shirt or bra triggering the most explicit scenarios in my head: the way she might look arching her back for him, the sound of her moan as he fills her. Even our own vanilla sex can be a double-edged sword. If she’s on top of me, I’ll momentarily get turned on imagining how she rides him, maybe more passionately, with a wilder abandon than she shows me. Then I’ll immediately feel that pang of jealousy, wondering if I’ll ever see that side of her, or if it’s reserved for others.

And then there’s the anal memory. Whenever I see her ass in certain leggings or I catch a glimpse of her naked backside, I can’t shake the image of him being the first (and only) one to take her there. Sometimes it’s unbelievably arousing, and sometimes it makes my stomach twist into knots. I’ll imagine the moment of penetration, how she must’ve gasped or gripped him, and I get hard thinking about it even though it also hurts. It’s this maddening loop of arousal and envy, a constant reminder that I’m both fascinated and shut out from that part of her sexuality.

We always had marathon sex sessions and at least once a day. Fantasies and every conceivable position, oral and anal, skinny dipping and strip poker with other people and even same room sex so I guess swinging and sharing was inevitably our next steps.

Is there a woman in the world who doesn't love rough, hard, ass slapping, hair pulling, neck grabbing, dirty talking fucking?

friskyous wrote: ↑

Sat Mar 15, 2025 5:12 pm

We always had marathon sex sessions and at least once a day. Fantasies and every conceivable position, oral and anal, skinny dipping and strip poker with other people and even same room sex so I guess swinging and sharing was inevitably our next steps.

Before our kids were born, my wife and I would have weekend marathons at least one weekend a month, usually two or more. We'd stay naked and mostly in bed for entire weekends. I miss marathon sex weekends. Most often talking with each other alone and naked in bed was relaxing and serene.

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