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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A lot of people I speak to outside of this world can’t understand how another man can watch his wife get fucked by someone els just wondering what got some of you into this ?
Iv personally never been on here as a couple so I don’t know what it’s like |
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We tried a poly dynamic, just it didn't quite work. Putting time, effort etc into a whole separate relationship wasn't something that could be committed to. So we shelved the idea and figured we'd stick to just us.
Bit of research etc and we fell into opening up on just a physical level and found it suits us |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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We don't see each other as possessions, more soul mates and life partners who both want the other to experience everything life has to offer, how can you do that sexually when shackled to one cock or pussy for life? |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I'm the opposite. I guess a female cuck, but for me it is the knowledge that I'm not enough for my man. He likes other woman and he deserves to be with them etc.
But I have old fashioned views when it comes to gender roles in my own relationships. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Since redefining my attitude to relationships and jealousy after a hard break up as a late teen, I sowed my oats as much as possible and knew I was comfortable sharing.
The ex wife was/is hypersexual and had a habit of having sex with other people whenever and wherever the opportunity arose. One Sunday morning when she didn't return from her works Christmas party, I suggested swinging as a way to be more honest and open about our sexuality in the hope that she might curb her enthusiasm. It didn't stop her, but it did give us both opportunities to try things one don't usually do in the pub toilet at a Tuesday night darts match. Family life limited her opportunity to get a quick fix, but her appetite for a hot fumble in the back of a Ford Mondeo with some other woman's man never diminished.
The apocalyptic climax to that doomed relationship left me in limbo for a short while, before the sammich maker decided she wanted to see what the fuss is about so we ploughed into the fab world from a fresh perspective. These new experiences and faces were a welcome change and it was fun doing things a different way. That was up to great reset. During lockdown we added a unit of one to the population and priorities shifted again.
Now I wander the lonely plains as a solo gunslinger, with sammiches in my holster. Occasionally safeguarding a damsel through the high country, keeping the bad guys at bay and every now and then running into another lone ranger for a good old shootout. You can find me in the saloon, spurs kicked up on the table and fire water in hand, waiting for the next adventure to drift into town. Ready to raise a posse when called to action. |
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