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The horny voyuer

My feelings, thoughts, fantasies and ideas

I finally did it!
Posted:Mar 19, 2016 11:18 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2022 5:52 pm
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This past Saturday I finally found my balls and stopped in at the little bar! I was nervous when I got there, not knowing what to expect. I was between weekend chores and on my way to the local home improvement store for lumber and I decided it was time to stop in for a beer. It was right up the road from the store anyway!

I pulled up to the front of the building right by the door. As luck would have it a friend called as I parked. I made the mistake of answering and got caught on the line with him for thirty minutes. Just sitting there in my truck, talking away as people came and went through the propped open door. All of them looking curiously at me as they past by.

Apparently I was the talk of the bar. One of the few in there made a snide remark about my lengthy conversation by the time I finally made it inside. I came back with a friendly couldn't get them off the line. I joked a little with the bartender about my arm and ear being sore as she handed me the sign in sheet.

Hmm, I'm wasn't a member, but I am now! I filled out their form, paid my dollar for the year and now I'm official. It was 2:30 and had the feel of a VFW. Old men with straggly long grey hair and beards. Friendly, but kind of jerks. I got to know them all a little and I plan on knowing them all a whole lot better. Now all that's left is to stop in later to get a feel of the seedier crowd that supposedly there at night.

Maybe I could start a couple of friendly conversations with them too. Real friendly. Get to know them all as I seek out the sleaziest ones and be sure to come off as a wimpy push over and easy target to punk. I'll find the worst of the scum and bow down at their feet. Let myself be used as a doormat and be sure to share too much about myself. I'd tell them about my wife and wet their whistles by talking her up...Sit back and listen to the rude comments about my lovely wife. Resist them at first, but then eventually let them convince me to bring my lovely sheep to the slaughter....

Mmmm, I can wait for what may come next!
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A return visit that turned into a drive-by
Posted:Feb 8, 2016 10:53 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:30 am
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Last week I managed a little time away from my wife while on a trip to the hardware store. It was kind of early being just 4:30 on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, so I wasn't expecting there to be much of a crowd. You can imagine my surprise when I pulled into their muddy dirt lot and it was so full that there was hardly a place to park.

As I pulled in I caught site of a woman sitting out front of the place. It was a quick glance as I was passing by her. I noticed her long straggly blonde hair and slummy clothes as she looked up at me. She noticed me looking at her and she tried for her best sexy look and flashed me a mostly toothless meth mouth smile and I couldn't help but smile back to this lowly creature. I could feel my stomach doing flips and my loins started to stir with dirty thoughts as I passed by the haggard to look for a place to park.

There wasn't anywhere to land, so I drove by the front a couple of times before heading on down the road for home. I could have found somewhere to put my truck and went inside, really. But my nerves got the better of me and, really, I chickened out! I'm gonna try again this next Tuesday and this time I'm going in, dammit!
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Trying a new approach to an old quest
Posted:Feb 1, 2016 11:10 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:30 am
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Lately my mind has been day dreaming about the past. Back to days earlier in our marriage when I had the pleasure of watching my wife being hit on and propositioned by horny strangers. A time when she would have a couple of drinks in her and would be happily flirting back with the men. Even as their hands wondered all over her and their intentions were perfectly clear to everyone around us.

I loved the inappropriateness of what was obviously going on right there in front of me. Openly responding to the groping and fondling, even allowing for a little open mouthed kissing while out on the floor dancing with these men. A couple of times her clothing had somehow become very loose for some of them as their fondling became more bold, to the point of exposing herself to everybody and leaving no doubt to anyone just how intimately familiar these strangers are getting with her womanly charms. Even as she's sitting right beside me, her own husband!

Well that just got my horny gears turning and I started thinking about this little dive bar that the druggy neighbor told me about before he ended up back in jail. It's dark and dingy, run down with a bit of a reputation. It's the kind of place that most smart people try to avoid! Where the real lowlifes in our town hang out. Guys so sleazy you feel you have to shower off the shame of just standing next to them.

Some looking slick, but most just looking unkempt, or down right dirty! All of them are deviant scumbags. They hawk over and eventually hit on every woman that comes in the place no matter who she is there with. The hung out there a lot and even he got nervous when bringing his girl there! Like I said, a real charming bunch! Somehow they're spending all day drinking without any apparent source of money. Hmmm?!

Then as the night wears on these pillars of society are joined by the local legion of shifty drug addicted losers. All of them strung out on something, usually meth. Or in a jones for the next fix and totally unpredictable. I'm told by him that this human waste is also likely to scam on your woman. Most likely three times harder than the other sleazebags and they can be relentless.

The more the neighbor regaled me with horrid stories of the place, the more I started to imagine my wife and I in a place like that. I couldn't stop my cock from getting rock hard, no matter what kind of sleazy, sorted possible outcomes I could imagine for us at the hands of a crowd like that! So about 2 months ago I did the unthinkable!

I stopped in for a beer one night on my way home from work. I only stayed long enough for one beer, but it was long enough to see that it was everything nasty disgusting thing I had heard it was and hoped it would be. It was early and there were only a few people inside, but they were just the right kind of creepy! I sat at the bar and nursed my Bud light while I took in the scenery. The guys kept walking by me, I assumed to check me out. Though I was calm and cool on the outside my insides were churning each time one of them slowly walked past me. I sat there feeling anxious and embarrassed, my cock stirring in my pants, my heart pounding in my chest as I fought to control my growing arousal. Speaking to no one I finished my beer in silence. Once I had my erection under control I left my stool and made my way out into the night for a car ride home filled with contemplation.

I went back again a couple of weeks later and watched a really interesting scene play out in front of me. I didn't realize what I was watching until it was over, but wow! What a great surprise it was to see after I figured things out! I wont get into what I saw, but safe to say it played right into my fantasies and everything I had been told about the place and it gave me an instant hard on when I realized what I'd just seen.

Yes, I will definitely be going back again. Probably a few times before I try and get my wife up there. I think I might try to befriend a lowlife or two and talk my wife up in front of them. See what happens. I already told my wife that I had stopped and checked the place out. I lied and told her I didn't think it was so bad and she of course believed me because she trusts me. Here's hoping I can find us some obscene and filthy fun to have with my unsuspecting wife hear in the near future!
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Finding a man for my wife
Posted:May 12, 2014 1:26 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2022 6:14 pm
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I had a neighbor across the street from me. I referred to him as a red neck Chihuahua. He was a fifty year old, scrawny five foot nothing old men that was just full of spit and vinegar. He had a huge chip on his shoulder and what he lacked in strength he made up for in steel. He was married to this homely looking troll of a woman, big sloppy tits that sat like half filled water balloons on top of her big round belly. They fell into her arm pits when she'd lay on her back. A big, high centered but hovering over fat, stubby legs... You get the picture.

Anyway, these two cut quite a picture. I liked him, but he was lazy and kind of a leach. Begging smokes, beers and buzzes, but he was always good hearted with me. He got injured, hurt his back, got hooked on prescription drugs and started down a dark path from there. He and his wife split and he drifted out of the picture for a while. Only to reappear a year later looking haggard from the drugs and sick with cancer. He died shortly after. Nobody is really sure which one got him first.

His wife still lives across the road from me and she turned into one of the biggest sluts around after he was gone. I have fucked her myself a handful of times. We had a lot of fun for a while, but then she cut it off because she felt guilty for my wife. My wife would beg to differ, but she feels like my wife is her friend. Actually my wife can barely stand the woman. She is utterly vacant upstairs and it amazes me that she is somehow surviving. Both her and her husband were about the most racist people I have ever known. I mean everyone is a little racist, white, black, brown... It doesn't matter who you are, it permeates our cultures and societies. But these two wore it on their sleeves like badges of honor.

So imagine my surprise when I heard rumors that she was seen hanging around with a black man. I playfully squeezed a little info out of her and found out she met him at work and he was helping her out around the house a little. I teased her a little about getting her a little dark meat and she instantly denied such a thing. Insisting they were just friends. She never was a good liar. They have been "hanging out" from time to time for about a year and a half. She has three adult who are just as racist as her father was and she used to be. so she keeps him a secret from them. Poorly, I might add. they all know and it kills them all, as you can imagine. Yet here's momma, spreading her legs for a black man. I don't know if he is a boyfriend of just a fuck buddy, but I remember hearing her complaining to me about how they didn't like her friend and about how demanding he was with her. So it's hard to say.

I think in the beginning she just liked the thrill of doing something she considered so taboo. But I think she got herself hooked on black cock. Her met him and didn't like the way he treated her, or the way she did whatever he told her to do like she was his pet. The impression I got of him from all I had gathered was that he was an arrogant, pompous ass with a sense of entitlement that wanted things the way he wanted them.

I cant tell you how much it turned me on to think of this redneck slut eagerly surrendering herself to the control and sexual whims of this very black asshole of a man. I had more than a few explosive orgasms thinking about it. Completely covering my chest with my cum as I thought about my neighbor being the dirty cum slut of a big black (probably resist himself) bully that treats her like shit. As always happens, over time I started thinking about my own lovely wife being this mans dirty cum slut just like my neighbor and I really didn't know anything about him. I sure got a thrill out of the image of him that I had created being the man using my wife like some cheap street walking trash.

Then a from the neighborhood stopped by one day while my neighbor and her black "friend" were out working in her yard. He has been fighting some pretty hard drug addictions and at the time was running in some pretty rough circles. He waited till my wife wasn't around and then asked me what my neighbor was doing with the black guy. I told him the she had been "seeing" him and I thought they were fuck buddies. He looked at my in shock, Damn near swallowed his tongue. Then he let out a surprised laugh and expressed his disbelief. I sat there smiling, looking at him in confused bewilderment. Then he told me that he knew the guy, said he had actually done drugs with him a couple of times. Now I was shocked as he told me he couldn't believe that she was shacking up with a two face old crack smoking nigger. I instantly thought of all the times I had fantasized about my wife with him and suddenly I felt my cock twinge in my pants right then and there. I actually had to discretely adjust myself in my seat my cock got hard so fast. It left me feeling subconscious to be sitting there so suddenly turned on by what I had just heard. This new bit of information added a whole new dimension to my fantasies and really got my juices flowing to think of my neighbor slutting for such a dirty old nigger. It made me wonder if she knew what kind of person he really is. Then my thoughts drifted to my own pretty wife being sucked in herself by the dirty lowlife. Surrendering herself to such a scumbag.

I really rubbed one out that night imagining my sweet shy wife being pulled under whatever spell he has on my neighbor and giving over to him, presenting herself as a sexual plaything for him to pleasure himself with. I was so excited came hard enough I actually hit my face! I spasmed in orgasmic bliss to thoughts of his tainting, corrupting my lovely wife. Polluting her mind and abusing her body. Inviting his friends to share in her destruction as he leads my poor, confused, desperate wife down a dark and twisted path of drug fueled lust and obscenity. Treating my sweetheart like the cheap piece of white trash shit she is slowly becoming for him.

Now I'm all primed to really meet this guy. I saw him over in the neighbors yard the other day and we exchanged the usual wave across the street. I was going to go over and introduce myself to him, chat him up a little. Maybe even invite him over for a beer some time, get to know the wife... But he was already gone by the time I got the chance. I will definitely be keeping an eye out for him now and the next time I see him I will make it my mission to talk to him. Maybe give subtle hints to my agenda. I figure if he's happy enough to use a fat and nasty pig like my neighbor then he would probably love to get his grubby paws on a pretty woman like my honey. Especially if I were to give him a green light at some point. We'll see what happens!
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The things horny men do
Posted:Sep 15, 2013 10:24 pm
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2013 9:01 pm
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I am such a scumbag! I'm a bad husband to my shy, beautiful wife and a horrible person for the things I've done and for the things I have planned for my wife. It may have a profound effect on the future of our marriage.

My wife is such a trusting person, especially when it comes to me. Well, I've been decieving her bad for a while now. Playing dumb when she tells me about the man she's been messaging on twitter lately, when in fact I am the reason she is chatting with him in the first place. She has no idea what he is really all about, or what he's sceeming around in his mind for her while she's happilly typing away to her new and interesting freind.

I do know what he's all about and some of the things he's told me he wants us to do for him gives me shivers and makes my dick hard as steel. I'm the one who hooked up with him first. I found him through an obscene add that he had posted on creigslist. He was looking for a man and woman to sexually control and dominate, prefering a married couple. Just the way he worded his add had my dick getting hard. I knew I had to respond to him as soon as I finished reading it! I answered him in as lude a fashion as he had posted in his add. He wrote me back and we've been chatting ever since.

He's been chatting with her for almost two months. Working her slowly, gaining her trust and keeping it light and flirty. I had started chatting with him about a month before thst. There had been some pretty heavy, dirty massages going back and forth between he and I before he made contact with her. She thinks he was just a chance meeting on twitter. The fact is I had given him all her contact information. He had gotten me so hot with his dirty thoughts and notions that I broke down and hooked him up with it and even given him tips on how to get her attention. Then how to keep it once he draws her in. But he's kind of funny. Sometimes he's on her like flies on shit, then he doesn't contact either of us for a couple of days.

It's hard to see how he thinks he going to conquer her that way. He'll end up religating himself to just some guy freind of hers that she chats with once in a while. I'm hoping it doesn't go that way. I guess only time will tell. Theres good things about this experience already. She's opened up to the possibility of male freinds, maybe even with benifits if she wants to. She knows that I am more than good with it for sure, no doubt! So, if that does happen and he fades away, as disappointing as that would be it's already helped her grow a little in the direction that I want her to. Making it all the easier for the next guy to get into her pants.

This is not the black guy from my other post. No that guy blew it! I gave him the contact info and he did get in touch with her, but a player he was not. She dropped him in a hurry when he got stuck on a bad pick-up line and kept running with it. No this is a new guy. A better fit for her too, i think. At least he would be if he stuck to his guns. He keeps waiting too long to get back to her sometimes and isnt keeping it flirty enough. Especially for all the help I'm giving him on my end. I have basically been talking her into him and he keeps slacking off. As a result he is not making the progress that he should be making with her. He does have something going, but it could all backfire on him if he doesnt keep her a little horny for him.

It's a strange thing how disappointed I feel about his lack of progress. I want so bad for him to get busy and make some real progress with her, but at the same time I kind of dread it too as I realize the perminant changes that would mean for my wife and I in our relationship. Inevidably my cock always swells and my lust wins out over my fears and reservations as I imagine my lovely wife becoming another mans' dirty cock sucking . I want that more than I can even express with words and have desided that I will do whatever it takes to get the job done, come hell or high water my wife will become the trashy little slut that I WANT her to be.
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Oh well, looks like another strike out
Posted:Jul 1, 2013 8:47 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2013 7:22 pm
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I want my wife to sleep with other men so badly that I've been actively trying to set her up. I have actually been trying to do it for a while. Granted it was a half hearted attempt in the past. Even so there were a couple of times that I thought I might be making some progress. I was trying to get my unsuspecting wife hooked up with someone while we were out partying. Made the offer to a couple of guys, but they didn't show.

After those disappointments I decided to make a deliberate effort to make something happen and have been having limited success as usual. But there was this one guy recently that I thought was going to put in the effort. He got me all wound up with his words and his apparent attraction to her. Sending me pictures of his big black cock to rouze me further... Well, it worked and I found myself taking a step I never had the nerve to take before. I gave him my wifes twitter account ID and told him to follow and freind her. Get a little flirty with his tweets and see where it got him.

Since then I have gotten one reply from him saying that he left a flirty tweet with her and that she had responded back with a flirt of her own. Then, nothing! no e-mails, no response. Just nothing. I'm pretty sure its probably just another talker that leads to a dead end, but its really a shame. I hold out hope that he will eventually reply, maybe even with some good news like he's getting on good with her and she's really getting into it. Whatever really ends up happening I can assure you that this has been an incredible fantasy making machine. In my mind I imagine that he has gotten an e-mail addy from her and they have been chatting every day. She is getting more comfortable and more provocative with their daily dirty banter. But he's been scamming my woman and keeping me out of the loop. He's moving in on her and intent on turning my lovely wife into a filthy cum slut and sreading her all over town. Teaching me a lesson for being so crass as to offer up my precious sweetheart to the corruption of a stranger. Even now as I'm kept in the dark he is secretly plotting how best to rub my face in how he will corrupt and destroy my wife. Turning her into some cheap and tawdry cock crazy and how best to humiliate me with her tacky dress and the ease with which she will spread her legs for any man he says she will.
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nasty girl
Posted:Jun 5, 2013 9:57 pm
Last Updated:Jun 26, 2013 9:04 pm
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I have this dirty fantasy about bringing my wife up to a local dogging spot thats close by to us. It doesn't happen often, but every once in a while a woman or a couple will go up there and play. It's mostly men. Lots of gay men of every kind. Then you have the straight/bi sexual men that go there to get their kink on. Some watch and some play, but all these guys would prefer a piece of a woman. But, Hell, you take what you can get when you need a fix of the filthy kind!

The guys that hang out at this particular spot are usually not very attractive, can be pretty aggressive and have no problem with casually approaching any vehicle that pulls up. The straight, usually married men are desperate for any kind of action and the gay men are looking for fresh meat. As a result not many couples, or single women go there. The fags dont like fish swimming in their pond and are usually less than freindly to the women. If they decide to play with them at all, they are usually bullies and cruel to them.

I would love to roll up with my drunken wife after a night on the town. I'd make sure she was good and sloppy so she didn't give me any trouble and would immediately send out the signals that we were there to play. Meanwhile I'd get down to business with firing up my wife. Kissing her neck, pinching her nipples while I whisper dirty things into her ears. When the crowd has grown a little I would try to talk my wife into giving a little cock teasing show. If she were really out of it I would just do it myself! Either force her to display herself, or I put her on display myself to the assembled perverts outside our windows.

I'd make a dirty show of it too. Until I saw that every cock was out in the crowd, being slowly pulled while the horny men savor the action, the faggots watching from back aways. Everyone anticipating what might come next. Thats when the real fun begins.

First I would crack a window or two open so I can hear them. Then I would let them talk me into rolling them down little by little until they were wide open. I would let them reach in and fondle her in the seat right next to me. Slowly stroking my dick while I watched the horny perverts eagerly grope and fondle her tits. Trying to hold back while I watch a few stray hands reaching further down. Pawing around until they find the hole they were looking for. I imagine one of the gay men wondering over and reaching in my window. I see him taking over and playing with my dick. Speaking nasty things in my ear about my wife and what I'm doing to her. Giving me a rather course narritive to the things I'm witnessing next to me. Forcing me to admit how much it turns me on and making me say how much I like it. Whipping me up and egging me on with his horny whisperings. Controlling my excitement and driving me to deeper perversion with his skillful cock play. Every bit of his intentions were talking me right out of that car!

I imagine him challenging me to drag that slut outside and fuck her for everybody. Thats when I would exit the car. Walking around to her side of the vehicle I would open the door and drag her out into the crowd. I would walk her up to the front and push her over the front end. I would agressively strip her out of whatever she's wearing on the bottom and turn her around. I'd line up my hard cock, drive it home and fuck her for all I was worth. All the while I would be so excited. I'm sure i'd be trying to hold back and put on a good show for the pleasure of the whipped up crowd. My gay freind right beside me playing with my ass. Occasionally reaching deeper to rub and squeeze my balls as he fills my mind with filthy suggestions.

In my fantasy I see the crowd closing in on us, getting bolder by the second. I here the nasty comments of the horny perverts starting to fill my ears and it spurs me on to take it even further. As I'm fucking her I start pulling her head back with a fist full of her lovely, long brown hair. Putting her on display for everyone. Pulling her chest up off the hood and showing everybody her exposed tits wobbling around obscenely from the intense pounding. Slowing my role I would do my best to hold back, using a slow steady rythum as I allow the men to grope and fondle her. Soon hands and mouths are all over her. Even a few on me!
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thoughts of frustration in my head!
Posted:Jun 2, 2013 9:24 pm
Last Updated:Dec 25, 2014 10:33 pm
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I'm hard for some kink in my life. It used to just come to me from out of nowhere and nowadays I've got to go out of my way to find it. I can go get some pretty funky play right now, if I wanted to, but I would have to do it alone when I really want my dirty fun to include my wife.
She used to be so much more receptive to playing with/for me when we were first married. She would at least listen to my fantasies like I did hers. Some times even playing along with my scenarios while we fooled around. On more than a couple of ocassions she actually indulged me by flirting with horny strangers. Cock teasing them ever harder through the night as our buzzes got stronger... We used to find risky and interesting places to fool around outdoors, or out in public some place. A little light bondage play, dirty talking... Then came menopause and everything just stopped. Nothing turned her on. Her usual things were just annoying and it seemed like my labido was suddenly a hassle.

I miss those times. It's been a while ago now, sometimes seems like forever ago though its probably been about five years since she's done anything remotely risque. Probably even longer since she acted out in a way that fed, satisfied my kinkier side. I have been so patient and understanding of her present lack of passion. She went through the life change and her sex drive went off the cliff. So now sex is the last thing on her mind most of the time, where it used to be about the fourth thing. Our sex life has been reduced to Monday morning romps with no spontanaity of origiality. Just going through the motions to satisfy her wifely duties. At least thats how it seems to me. Most times my mind ist even in the room with her. She's just a warm, wet hole a little better than my fist, helping me get off to the fantasy I'm quietly enjoying in my head.

God, it's killing me!! Iwant my kink, I NEED my kink and I've been holding myself back from going out and finding something really fucked up and dirty to ease my cravings. I never thought that I would be in this position when I desided to marry her. We were so connected, into all the same things. We really fit together. The pillar of relationship perfection to all our freinds and relatives. I believe that at the time it was all true and to this day it is still mostly true, but if you look closely you would see that there are some cracks showing in the foundation.

I feel distance creeping in between us. After five blissful years of marriage, and another five sliding into decline I stand at a cross roads of sorts. I did my part to be patient and conpassionate to her 'condition' but I have gotten pretty much nothing but a hard time in return and nothing but rejection to my sexual interests and desires. Its really starting to drive a wedge between us. She thinks I'm a perv and I think she's a prude.
I dont know what to do anymore. I'm the bad guy. I ask too much of her when ai want my kind of good time. Well, it's all about comprimise, sweetheart. I could deal with that if she would share her desires with me. I would gladly reset my focus to her sexual satisfaction, re-awakening if only she would open herself up to me. Funny, huh? We've been married for ten years and share every other thought or opinion, but she wont share her sexual desires with the one person she's supposed to trust and respect the most, her husband. If I ask her to share she says she doesn't know what she likes. Well, if thats true she is making absolutely no effort in finding out what does float her boat and I just cant take it anymore!

I know she gets frustrated with my requests of her, but if she wont share with me, then my desires are all ai have to go with.
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Its so hard
Posted:May 31, 2013 8:36 pm
Last Updated:Dec 25, 2014 10:27 pm
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Oh my god, it's so hard to live without the things that you really desire. I would love nothing more than to find just that right guy, put him in just the right situation with my wife and watch as she begins the journey to the filthy cock sucking that I want her to be. I dont think its asking too much to have the sexual pleasures that you really want out of life
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Dancing with danger
Posted:May 29, 2013 11:11 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:30 am
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I get so turned on when I fantasize about getting into dangerous situations concerning my wife and my sex life. Things like taking my wife out for a fun and sexy night of "bar hopping". Cheerfully pointing out all the different men checking her out and trying to flirt with her at every stop. I imagine smooth talking her into a horny mood about it and daring her into flirting back. Knowing full well that she would most likely take up the challenge as her buzz increases. I'd challenge her to put on the charm and see how many free drinks she can get out of them. Telling her that we wouldnt be at one bar too long anyway, so whats the harm. Tease and flirt them up a little and see if you can squeeze a drink or two of out of them before we move on.

I imagine hopping around to three of four bars. Each one more of a meatmarket than the last. Getting her good and horny, feeling desired with all the flirting that has by now turned into more like cock teasing. Getting her to a good "fuck it" drunk where she gets into the game and she is freely flirting on her own. Then by design we end up in some seedy little dive bar I've heard about and I find myself convincing my wife it's a good idea to flirt around with all the wrong kind of people in the absolutely wrong place to do it. Butterflies in my stomach as I watch my lovely wife wobble away. Cheerfully flirting her way around the place. Drawing the attention of all the devient, hungry eyes that really should run from, and the trouble that follows those eyes was creeping in around herShe has no idea of the dark clouds that I can see building around her as she innocently flirts with the guys getting chatted up by the bar.

I get butterflies just to think about seeing all the conspirital whispers followed by leering glares in my wifes' direction. The party really starts to begin when the shots start landing in front of her. I can see things are already getting out of hand as the men start encouraging her to shoot em back. Shes good with it the first time around, though she obviously didnt enjoy it. I see the guys get a little more hands on with her. They grab her shoulder, or grab her around the waist when they lean in to talk to her. At first she doesn't seem to mind. Touching back herself and stuff until they started taking a little too far for her and she found herself constantly fending off hands that were getting too personal. Suddenly theres another round of shots! find myself nervous, but super excited as I see a little doubt cross her face. She's still smiling but I can see she's appprehensive as the men coax her into doing them, but the shots keep coming.

The men start crowding in on her. Pushing it on her, groping up on her as they brow-beat her to keep doing them. She was still smiling to them as she tried to fend off the more offensive hands. She looked my way for help, a nervous pleeding in her eyes. It's at that moment that I realize I have lost all control of the situation. What a thrill it would be to get that kind of shocking realization. My poor cock would be bursting the seams of my pants!

Resigned to her fate she picks up the next shot and chokes it down. Four shots later I notice that my wife is no longer swatting their hands away. Maybe she gave up, or maybe shw's too drunk to realized, or even care about what they were doing to her. Before long I can see that she is sloppy drunk and disoriented. Not resisting at all as the men start fondling her under her clothes. Squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. Rubbing her pussy under her sexy sun dress. I can see she has no idea whats going on as they strip her out of her clothes and start playing cruel games with her. Things like slapping her tits and fucking both her holes with beer bottles. Trying to choke her with their cocks while they laugh about it. Forcing me to laugh along with them, or else...

They pass her around the bar using and abusing her right before my eyes like dirty fuckmeat, treating her like a whitetrash piece of shit as they play their cruel and nasty games with my precious sweetheart while I am helpless to do anything to stop it. Trying to be convincing enough that I dont mind what they were doing with and to my drunk and dissoriented wife. All the while shamefully trying to hide my arousal. Hoping nobody notices my obvious erection.
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