Here’s a post from a hotwife who’s recently been in touch called Becca, just found her great little blog. Thanks for posting Becca and keep in touch.
He is the man I love the most in all the world, but sometimes I wonder what is going through his head. What is he thinking and feeling, what devilish desires are moving him at the moment.
I think that I usually take for granted his role in our lifestyle. I don’t think about what exactly is happening in his mind. I always am appreciative that he is such a caring and understanding person amidst all this extra marital sex, and he encourages every opportunity to further my sexual nature, but I don’t always consider his exact thoughts while everything is taking place. Sure he is pleased at what I do, I know it brings him joy to see and hear about some of the escapades I’m involved in, but I was recently curiously aroused at to what was going on in that head of his.
He never really chooses to be involved in the action when I’m engaged with another man, he just seems to enjoy watching mostly. During the times I have a gentleman over to our house he always enjoys observing the details of our intercourse. When I go out on a date however, he doesn’t always choose to come along, he seems excited as always when I bestow the specifics of my evenings on him later though. So I get inquisitive as to what he most likes to see during all this.
This first came up just a few weeks ago as I was lying on our sofa at home. At the moment I had a very delicious black man giving it to me in only the nasty way a BBC could. My head was turned for a moment and I was looking at my husband who was watching the obscene sex while sitting on the living room stairs. He had a look of satisfaction on him as always in these situations, but as i made eye contact with him his smile grew ten times over. It was at that moment for just a second I tried to imagine what it might be like to be him, watching and surveying this display of lustful intimacy.
Though I enjoyed the work over my pussy was receiving at the moment, I was overly curious as to what was on his mind. I had to speak to him at that instant. “Do you like what your seeing?”
His reply was instant, “Yes, very much so honey.”
I wanted more detail though, I knew I’d have to coax him with a little enticing and persuading to get some specifics. “You like watching this black cock fuck your wife don’t you baby?”
I’m used to talking to my lovers in that nasty porn star tone, but not my husband always as I’m being fucked. That did it though, I let loose the sordid details of his fantasy for sure.
“Yes honey, its pretty fucking hot watching you right now, but…..” he stood up and walked closer toward us on the sofa. “I’d love to see you maybe talking a little sluttier to him.”
I obliged by giving him a steady flow of vulgar dialog filled with four letter words.
“You should play with your nipples for him too.”
Again, I took his direction and pulled my nipples in various directions and stretched them far out away from my tits to put on quite a show for both men. I even pawed at my own boobies and lifted my nipples up to my lovers mouth , offering myself to him even further.
My husband was turning into quite the adult film director on the spot, hey I DID ask what was on his mind, and I got to hear all of it. Including, “Why don’t you moan a little louder to let him know you love it” and “Give it to him back, buck those hips back at him.”
I’d never seen him get so into it, and I loved seeing him interact with me in my sexual play.
Later when we were alone again I divulged on him my interest as to more specifics on his thoughts. I told him how much he means to me and I like to make sure he is enjoying himself in all this too. He of course re-assured me that he enjoyed every moment of our lives amid these torrid sexual escapades, and gave me a few points on his thoughts on the matter to clear up all that was on his mind.
First that this was his fantasy first. He couldn’t be happier that his deepest fantasy had also become that of his wife’s and that we were both living it out and making it a reality.
Second, He informed me that really all he thought about while he watched me was how could it be a little dirtier or a bit nastier. Apparently he just wants to see me be as crude as possible and things done to me as vulgar as can be. I thinks his exact words during the conversation were: “The sluttier you get the more turned on I am, I just think about how cool it is to see you enjoy yourself and act like a whore for another man.”
So that’s it, I should have known a mans mind wasn’t much more complicated than that. It did get me thinking about how to turn him on more though. Hmmmmm
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