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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
28/02/2024
How did I become influenced by the stag Vixen lifestyle? It started when I was a young child. My mother was a working girl in a Nevada Brothel.
She married my dad, a card dealer, bartender, and bouncer who worked at the same brothel. After they married, she continued in the trade. Once I came along, she returned to work for another 4 or 5 years, long enough for me to understand or at least see nothing inappropriate to our family’s lifestyle while not really understanding what was happening until my adolescent years when thing started to make since.
My puberty years were spent thinking of sex, sex, and more sex, quite naturally for a teenage boy. But I slowly realized that not only did I enjoyed sex with girls, but I wanted my girlfriend to enjoy other guys as well.
I’d whisper in her ear while we enjoyed sex about having a second guy or having some on the side. This scenario has continued my entire life. After High school graduation I was told she finally had a one-time stand with a mutual friend in high school while I was away in bootcamp.
Once we got back together, I loved the idea but there was something missing, and I could not understand what it was.
Later after I was married, I convinced my new wife to have extramarital adventures. She would have strong climaxes when I spoke of these during sex.
I enjoyed watching her come and only imagining what fantasies she was having.
We lived in a beach town and the beach was close to our house, she would go to the beach and sunbathe in her skimpy bikini. A soldier who evidently had free time befriended her and they’d meet on the beach.
She told me about him, and I encouraged her to see what would become of the conversation of them meeting and chatting on the beach. As I worked, she had complete freedom to pursue her pleasures.
The only thing I remember was they took out a sunfish sailboat and sailed in the harbor. She said she had taken off her top so she could get rid of the tan lines on her back. I never did find out what happened, but they seemed to have stopped meeting as she never spoke of him again. He must have been a one and done kind of guy.
She was approached by one of her coworkers and she came to me and asked if I still thought it was ok to pursue this and let him fuck each other. I enthusiastically said yes. The next night after work she was all giddy and said it had happened at work in the storeroom. When she told me this, I slid my hand in her panties and sure enough she was all sticky.
I asked her if this was his sperm and she nodded yes. This memory, even after 50 plus years makes me dribble and makes my heart race. We had a great time in bed, and she now knew she could pursue a hot wife lifestyle.
Slowly we stopped talking about her escapades while she continued to sleep with her bull whenever she could. I in the meantime found a young wife who was being ignored by her husband and we started sleeping together as often as we could. My wife and I, knew of our extramarital activities and each other affairs were not hidden from the other.
But I made the fatal mistake of not getting back together with my wife and sharing the events as they occurred. We only spoke briefly of them. Now as I think back, I finally understand why they were not as fulfilling as I hoped they would be.
Back in the 70’s without the internet I knew nothing of Cuckold, and the Stag and Vixen lifestyle. Reclaiming one’s partner is the most vital part of the whole relationship for the couple. Re-establish the link and trust between partners.
If I could have understood that point, I would not have lost my first wife because I drifted away.
Sometime later I remarried and continued the pillow talk about sharing her with other men. This interested her and she would climax when I spoke of her having sex with others during pillow talk. I also came easily with this idea of her enjoying sex with whomever she wanted. subsequently she became friends with one of my fellow coworkers then another joined in the fun.
I had no problem with it when it happened. I was not present for her escapades, but they were thinly hidden, and I did not seek answers to the obvious opportunities she was given.
FUCK MY WIFE!
CLICK BELOW TO FIND A BULL
She married my dad, a card dealer, bartender, and bouncer who worked at the same brothel. After they married, she continued in the trade. Once I came along, she returned to work for another 4 or 5 years, long enough for me to understand or at least see nothing inappropriate to our family’s lifestyle while not really understanding what was happening until my adolescent years when thing started to make since.
My puberty years were spent thinking of sex, sex, and more sex, quite naturally for a teenage boy. But I slowly realized that not only did I enjoyed sex with girls, but I wanted my girlfriend to enjoy other guys as well.
I’d whisper in her ear while we enjoyed sex about having a second guy or having some on the side. This scenario has continued my entire life. After High school graduation I was told she finally had a one-time stand with a mutual friend in high school while I was away in bootcamp.
Once we got back together, I loved the idea but there was something missing, and I could not understand what it was.
Later after I was married, I convinced my new wife to have extramarital adventures. She would have strong climaxes when I spoke of these during sex.
I enjoyed watching her come and only imagining what fantasies she was having.
We lived in a beach town and the beach was close to our house, she would go to the beach and sunbathe in her skimpy bikini. A soldier who evidently had free time befriended her and they’d meet on the beach.
She told me about him, and I encouraged her to see what would become of the conversation of them meeting and chatting on the beach. As I worked, she had complete freedom to pursue her pleasures.
The only thing I remember was they took out a sunfish sailboat and sailed in the harbor. She said she had taken off her top so she could get rid of the tan lines on her back. I never did find out what happened, but they seemed to have stopped meeting as she never spoke of him again. He must have been a one and done kind of guy.
She was approached by one of her coworkers and she came to me and asked if I still thought it was ok to pursue this and let him fuck each other. I enthusiastically said yes. The next night after work she was all giddy and said it had happened at work in the storeroom. When she told me this, I slid my hand in her panties and sure enough she was all sticky.
I asked her if this was his sperm and she nodded yes. This memory, even after 50 plus years makes me dribble and makes my heart race. We had a great time in bed, and she now knew she could pursue a hot wife lifestyle.
Slowly we stopped talking about her escapades while she continued to sleep with her bull whenever she could. I in the meantime found a young wife who was being ignored by her husband and we started sleeping together as often as we could. My wife and I, knew of our extramarital activities and each other affairs were not hidden from the other.
But I made the fatal mistake of not getting back together with my wife and sharing the events as they occurred. We only spoke briefly of them. Now as I think back, I finally understand why they were not as fulfilling as I hoped they would be.
Back in the 70’s without the internet I knew nothing of Cuckold, and the Stag and Vixen lifestyle. Reclaiming one’s partner is the most vital part of the whole relationship for the couple. Re-establish the link and trust between partners.
If I could have understood that point, I would not have lost my first wife because I drifted away.
Sometime later I remarried and continued the pillow talk about sharing her with other men. This interested her and she would climax when I spoke of her having sex with others during pillow talk. I also came easily with this idea of her enjoying sex with whomever she wanted. subsequently she became friends with one of my fellow coworkers then another joined in the fun.
I had no problem with it when it happened. I was not present for her escapades, but they were thinly hidden, and I did not seek answers to the obvious opportunities she was given.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Skimo