Has your wife encouraged you to have sex with one of her friends?

When we were swingers I got known for having a real BBC. My Latina wife took pride in couples asking me to fulfill their BBC fantasy. There were a few times she would arrange for me to play with a couple.

 

Yes, both Female and Male I was the uptight one until she made me understand that Sex is a pleasure that can be shared, like a great pot of coffee or smoking weed. It did not threaten our love and commitment for each other and made our bond even stronger.

 

Cool that your wife liked sharing you with others. We meet one couple and, another lady introduced us to them, telling them my wife enjoyed big dicks. Since they were a little older, the wife didn't want him getting together with my wife. She made the comment my wife was young enough to be his daughter. Things ended there.

 

My wife and and I have a wonderful, very cool and easy going relationship. We understand “needs and desires” and communicate them well.
That said, “She” has mentioned on several occasions that she would like to see me fuck one of our mutual friends and that could happen soon. I don’t act over zealous about the idea, but I would do it, if it turns her on.
My wife is recovering from surgery and will loan me out if I need sex. I would do the same for her.

 

We were able to distinguish between Love and physical sexual needs. This has opened many doors for us.Does your wife have anyone in mind for you?

 

The last time my first wife encouraged me to have sex with one of her friends, I found myself in a 20+ year poly relationship with my wife, my #1 poly wife and #2 poly wife, who had been my lover since 1990 and she wanted in on the poly relationship. It was one hell of a crazy experience to have not one but three wives and being the only guy and, yeah, being in bed with all three of them and getting humbled and awed by them. My wife was bisexual and she "made" the other two bisexual and it saved me many times because they'd take me out of the game and go after each other or, sometimes, I was either allowed to only watch or wasn't even allowed in the room with them. Dealing with them outside of the bedroom; three different but similar personalities, differing wants and needs, being the one to listen to whatever was bothering them and having my request for a bi guy to join our family being rejected time and time again because they said that they didn't want anyone but me and, yeah, no pressure at all.

The craziest and most insane thing I've ever been a part of... and the best thing I've ever been a part of.

 

I can confirm envy is green! lol

 

Don't be; it's not that easy. As a matter of fact, just being plain old married is easier...

 

My wife quit fucking me almost 20 years ago… she doesn’t even like the fact that I jack off let alone me fucking someone else

 

:-(

 

I wrote about my occasion just a couple of days back, which fits this thread better, imv.
Turns out, this is quite long.

My GF of the time, with whom sex and orgasms were a lovely very frequent thing she invited a female work colleague and her BF over for the evening.
She told me beforehand that her friend wasn't getting sex and thought her BF was banging his ex-wife.
If it became possible and the point of the evening was, that I give her a good shag.

Because things weren't good for them in the 'bedroom department', I thought such a fun thing would not be fun for him and it may break them but, I was told, they were almost bust anyway so I was to just do it.

So they arrived and we were about to play a board game in which we would all end up nude and, during the game, there would be cards which we had to obey.
They wrote one card and we were told to write down what we wanted on another one and to add them to the pack.
Then we had a few drinks before starting the game.

I landed on a square which required me to follow the instructions on the card - and I also got the second card.
The other GF was holding (all) the cards. (or so I thought)
Funny thing was that the two cards first picked, were those we had written and they both had the same thing on them.
I was instructed to give oral to the person of the opposite sex who was not my partner.
She tasted lovely and I was only allowed 2 minutes so was trying to make her cum in that time.
I didn't manage to achieve that but she was close and was dripping wet, moaning and her clitoris was just a sight
Really lovely!!

By the time I was back off my knees and in my chair, the girls had left the room.
Conversation with him was quite dry so I went to top up our drinks and found the two girls in the hall whispering and then I realised my GF was fingering the other whose pelvis was rocking and pushing towards my GF.
She then saw me and gently pushed my GF away and I said to my GF that they should keep going, I wanted them to enjoy.

She said 'no', because the guy would wonder what we were all doing and might come out and see us.

So I went to get the drinks and when I was passing them, on my return, The other one was cumming.
I paused to watch and my hard-on returned so as I walked back into the room, I was stroking myself to 'explain' why I was hard again.
They then followed me back to the sitting room.

A while later my GF took the guy to the bathroom. I wasn't programmed (lol) to know what to do; I thought they would be back to watch whatever we were doing.
I thought the idea was that I fuck the other one whilst my GF would watch and so I didn't fuck her, despite her opening herself wide to me and masturbating in front of me.

So, as the other girl and I talked and she teased me to fuck her and tortured me with the sight (again) of her lovely popped-out mini-penis clitoris, she then actually asked me to fuck her, because she was bursting for a good shag.
She was seated/slouched on the settee and I knelt in front of her. I went down on her again but said I didn't want to fuck her unless she (my GF) was 'here'.

I was oozing profusely with a long string of precum running from my cock almost or actually down to the floor.
Some was on my thighs.
Then, not having fucked her, I stopped because I heard the bathroom door opening and the other two coming back.
There was then, quite a lot of 'silent whispering' going on as the other guy began to drift off to sleep.
Post-orgasm sleep as it transpired.
They decided the night was over and she (the other one) said they were going to bed. (???)

My GF asked me if it was good, to which I explained nothing had happened because she wasn't with us and she said I was meant to fuck her.
So I told her to go upstairs and get the other one to come back down again but she didn't because 'he might have got suspicious'.
She said that it was one thing for it to happen but a whole different thing if he knew it was planned.

So, next morning as we went downstairs nude and found the other girl in the kitchen, my GF apologised because I hadn't known it was OK to fuck her when we were alone.
I said let's do it now and then got a hard nudge in the arm from my GF, as the other BF walked in. I stopped.

Funny thing was we were both naked and I was very hard, sticking out and very red. Oozing too. I was really excited and could feel a 'tremble' throughout my body. Almost a 'burning'.
I was almost at a stage of involuntarily going to do something. (obviously with consent or I'd just have wanked myself).
My GF changed the subject to something or other and then they decided they'd better leave.

Again, my GF explained what was supposed to have happened so I said well, keep it simple and just get her back here now, on her own and we can all play.
I sensed some reticence in her.
I don't readily recall the reason given by her, if there was one, but, on our own, we had a good urgent fuck right then, starting in the hallway and after both cumming, we went out to the sunny warm garden for more.

She never came back again with or without that BF and they stayed together longer than we did.

I had no idea that anything was contrived against me but, a few months later, I bumped into that other GF and we talked about that night.
She had wanted me to fuck her that night and she wanted to ride me. Genuinely wanted it and not because what my GF wanted.
I said that that's what I wanted too except that my GF wasn't present.
Thinking we might agree to do it then, she said it was better I hadn't done it that night because "without saying too much", all she would say was it was my GFs plan all along, not so much a test as it was a plan to justify dumping me.

She could've just said to me and I'd have gone, difficult emotionally as that would've been.

She achieved her aim a few weeks later, when, as I was out for the evening for a few beers, with a mate, he and I noticed a couple of girls looking over at him and, seemingly, chatting about him.
Later, as we went to get some fast food, we saw them again and one had a serious limp.
I played along with it, as his wing-man, so to speak, so he could chat to the one who fancied him.
And then we we left the place, my GF was outside, very unhappy that I was (in her opinion) cheating.
She made a whole thing about it; my 'mate' didn't explain the truth and so once she had told her parents, I was persona non grata, forever.

When she finally did know the truth and that I hadn't been unfaithful, she wanted me back. (That, despite she knowing she'd exaggerated it all to her own ends).
I believe the truth will always come out.
For five years afterwards, she would call me about once a month, or meet me, to describe an issue she needed to talk about - and said it was only I whom she could talk to about it.
(Apparently she then knew me to be discreet).

And then she admitted, she wanted me back.
She missed what we had; no guy put her first in the bedroom or at any time, the way I had done ( those are her words).
She wanted me back because she knew that what we had was special and she hadn't realised before.

One of her parents (guess which one), wasn't prepared to let me back 'in' so we met in secret for a couple of years on and off and did sort of get back on.
It always stopped when she remembered it could never be real for as long as her parents (well that one), was alive.

I knew she'd got herself into a bind and there was no way out for her, without showing herself up to be the manipulator she had been.

But, for me, the dynamic was changed. It was destroyed. Trust in her was gone. She was too much like quick-sand.
Our mental connection had been electric and sex was lovely so it took me a long time to extricate myself from the emotional state I was in with her.

I'm far from perfect but she was the one who wrecked it and regretted it.

So, I've rambled a little but I hope it displays the difference between
1. a girl setting a 'test' to see if the guy is a decent bloke for a future life with her
2. an absolute set-up with the aim of saving (her) face when ending a relationship. (she wanted/needed a reason).

In my situation; when she wanted me back, she knew she would need to explain it all to her friends and parents.
It was not going to be a situation where she 'took me back', despite what she had previously said about me.
And she couldn't bring herself to do that, which, for me, was confirmation that her own (false) reputation was more important to her than mine was.

For those who set a guy a test, to see if he is good enough, imv, that will do nothing more than create a false sense of security for her.
A guy will on most situations, fail that test. Even if he 'passes' there's nothing to say he won't stray later in life, hence my saying about a false sense of security.

Much better to get to know him properly, to identify his weaknesses and either to accept them or to end the relationship.

 

My ex asked me if I was interested in having sex with one of her co-workers. Since she didn't say which one my mind ran through all the women I knew she worked with. Some were better than others but all we good looking. So I readily agreed!! Turns out the co-worker was named Bob.

 

Did he "BOB " on your cock"?

 

eventually, yes. We both 'bobbed'

 

My mate has offered her imprimatur to have sex with her friend's husband.
A: I'm not at all sure that they'd be amenable, and
B: I'm not at all sure it's not a trap; some sort of emotional IED that'll blow up in my face.

Other than that, it is a charming notion.

 

I could only wish, not having sex with my wife for several years now. She thinks I can just forget about sex like she has.

 

:-(

 

I previously posted about fucking a friend of my wife some time ago. Since that encounter I have fucked a friend of hers who she works with and another friend who I met at a gym who ent to school with her years ago. That was a chance encounter small world situation but I still fuck them off and on. Her work friend is in her fifties big tits blonde and a dynamo. Her husband is not well so I am fulfilling a need for her but she fucks around with other coworkers and business associates.

 

Menopause is the worst thing