I am a married guy, with a family, my wife and I havent made love with each other since the year 2000, maybe this is because I am Bi, and a bottom, and sub`ish, I get good sex with guys and convincing TVs, I do suffer with difficullty getting / keeping a hard on, though I have had some comments from some guys saying that Thats a nice one,when i am hard,( with Viagra ) though i shy away from a female if sex is offered as i have no confidence in my cock, and if i was asked to use a condom, well i would never get it on,as i would not be able to maintain any erection, I like car park sex and dark rooms in gay bars and being chased or chatted up and then fucked by someone, I also love poppers. Also like mild BDSM, and have tried water sports with females once tried to fist a female fanny the feeling was fantastic and i would love to try again as i didnt manage to get my large fist in her, like to meet Bi couples, to play with him and her at the same time = great, I dont own any "Toys", but have had a but plug in me, I also meet a Domm Guy recently who used nipple chains / clamps on me and lots of poppers , it was the best experiance i hve ever had to date !. it took me from this planet to the next.

Mail Order Bride: My Experiences
This is probably going to be a long read.
I'm not sure if anyone on this site has delved into mail order brides, but if you've got the money and you're lonely - it's not the worst thing in the world to do. I've always had several fetishes for oriental and even Russian ladies. So after grieving for a few years after my wife left me for another woman (yes, that fucked with me in so many ways), I decided to try the dating scene. I'd make matches, sometimes even hook up with the lady but nothing really ever clicked enough for me to have a long term relationship with the women. It was date, fuck, on to the next. It got old fast and I was looking for something more, looking for a woman that was actually in to me. So one day I decided to try it.

The sign up fees are stupid and can range from $70 - $200 a month depending on the package you select. I figured I'd make quick work out of it and find someone I was interested in and exchange personal information with them. SO I signed up.
A lot of these girls look like 10/10 models - they all have professional pictures taken and I was like "well I just got scammed, they're all fake as fuck." Seeing all of these flawless women was a bit of a turn off for me - being in my late 40s, I knew I wasn't a bad looking guy but these women - all of them were way out of my league and I had my doubts, especially because I know a majority of them are after citizenship. I felt like I made a big mistake.
I contacted a couple of the ladies, usually didn't get a response. One day I logged in and this very attractive Filipino lady left me a message, just saying "Hi. Saw your profile."
I went to her profile and looked at her pictures, and just kinda shook my head.
I was talking to other women on there, but nothing really panned out. A lot of them barely spoke English.
So I chatted her up. I told her that we had an obvious age difference, and that I didn't know if she'd be comfortable with that. She replied back, "Most Filipina ladies like older men, it's kind of a cultural thing. I like older white men."
So we hit it off. We decided to exchange personal details and I called her up and we'd talk on Skype too. We'd laugh, joke, and just talk about everything under the sun - including her past relationships. She was engaged to be married but the guy got another woman pregnant and the marriage was cancelled. She talked about some of her boyfriends being abused and drinking all the time. She told me about her parents and how she moved out of the house at a young age and supports herself by having a masters degree in economics and works in Manilla and helps with city planning. We talked for months and months. We'd get intimate on Skype, she'd start fingering her pussy, moaning that she wished I was inside her.
"When are you coming, or should I come visit you?" she asked.
My heart raced. So I made plans to take off work for a week and fly out to the Philippines. It's a long flight and I couldn't even sleep - but when I got on the ground I got off the plane, and went outside the airport and called her. She was waiting for me and saw me standing by the road, and honked her horn. She got out of her car and ran up to me, gave me a great big hug and kissed me on the lips. Holy fuck she looked better than her pictures, she could have easily been a model. I loaded my luggage in her car and hopped in the passenger seat. I'm used to order, at least somewhat order - but driving in the Philippines scared the ever fuck out of me. It was very unnerving. From nice paved roads to roads cratered with massive potholes then to dirt roads - we finally made it to her small house that she was renting. We talked all the way to her place, I was so shocked I finally got to meet her - because I didn't feel like it would ever happen.
I was nervous and didn't want to push myself on her, I was worried that maybe I was ugly to her in person.
We got inside, and she made me feel right at home.
"You must be hungry! I cooked this yesterday for you, I'll heat it up, and I'll get you some tea!"
She spoke perfect English, with a small accent from Tagalog.
I told her not to worry. I felt a bit nervous - all the discussions we had, all the cybersex we had - I felt out of place.
She called me over to her small little kitchen table and had a plate prepared for me, with hot peppers, fish and some other ingredients. I have no idea what it's called (even to this day).
"You said you like spicy babe," she said smiling.
I took a few bites. My mouth was on fire, tears ran down my face.
"Holy fuck!" I said, "It's perfect."
She giggled, and her small firm chest bounced at bit. She caught me looking.
"Now now, there's enough time for that later. You still think I'm attractive right? I was so worried that you wouldn't think I'm attractive... "
I looked at her, "You're beautiful, absolutely stunning. Of course I'm attracted to you - physically and mentally. Hopefully I'm not ugly to you..."
Her eyes widened, "Oh, you're fucking hot dude, I'm still very interested in you!"
So we watched some TV, she obviously was horny, as I held her hand she guided me down her shorts to reveal a shaved and dripping wet pussy.
I haven't had sex in a long time. I didn't last long at all. Just how tight she was, how perfect her body was, and how beautifully she looked right into my eyes while I was inside her. I felt her touch my soul so deeply.
"I always imagined this moment, just like this..." she said, smiling.
"Oh, I thought I'd last a lot longer than I did, it's your turn to cum..."
She moaned as she played with my cum dripping out of her swollen pussy. Her fingers spread her dark brown pussy lips aside, showing a beautiful pink inside, as white dribbles of my sperm leaked onto her couch.
My mouth found her small supple tits, licking and sucking - I worked my way down to her dripping shaved pussy, and started massaging her clit with my tongue.
She moaned and grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling me closer as her hips moved back and forth as I ate her out.
"I'll always be yours, I love you..." she moaned.
"I love you too," I said taking a quick breath.
She began to buck and moan, "Fuck..." she whispered, releasing my hair from her grip.
"I'm not going to want to leave you here," I admitted.
It got late, we ate dinner and went to bed. We fucked again before falling asleep.
We were to lovers who seemed obsessed. She took the week off of work so she could show me the sites around Manilla.
While she took me around to see the sites, something popped into my head - "just marry her already."
I went into a jewelry store by myself (she had errands to run) and got her a nice engagement ring.
The next time she took me out on the town, there was this big beautiful fountain (not sure of the name of it) and I got down on one knee.
"You bring so much life to me, my mind body and soul would ache without you being in my life, will you marry me?"
Her eyes widened, and she looked right into my eyes. There was an uncomfortable silence which seemed to last for an eternity.
"Of course I'll marry you!"
People around us clapped and congratulated us.
I didn't know how easy it was to get married in the Philippines. It's almost like Vegas but without Elvis overseeing your vows.
We fucked every single day, sometimes twice to three times in the same day. We discussed that she was going to quit her job and move with me to the USA. So I helped her pack a lot of her stuff in boxes and we mailed the boxes to my address. She talked to her landlord who owned the property and told them she was leaving at the end of the week, so she can move to the USA with her husband.
The landlord congratulated her and wished her well.
I've been married to her for 15 years and she is still the most amazing woman I've ever met in my life.
We've had 2 kids together and her body snapped right back into shape. She's as beautiful as ever. A timeless beauty. So yeah. Sometimes those crazy mail order bride sites actually work.

I confess I love sharing and my wife with other and fisting her big juicy pussy.

When I was arround 14, I went every week-end to my father's house who was married to his second wife.
My stepmother had a girl from her fist mariage, she was 13.

One of these week-end, I woke up in the night, needing to pee, so I went to the bathroom.
I was about to go back to my room, when my step-sister came out of her room.
I was naked, and had a huge hard-on instantaneusly. She took a good look at it, and went into the bathroom.
We never spoke about that moment.

Not until next summer. That summer we went to her uncle, on his boat. We had to sleep in the same room on the boat.
During one of these nights, I had the opportunity to see her cunt, full bush ! Again I had a huge hard-on...
I touched her, after a while she woke up. First she was afraid, not willing me to touch her anymore.
But we started to speak about that night, and I didnt cover my cock, wich was harder and harder.
Finally she wanted to touch me.
We only touched each others, but we didnt kiss...
I tried to make her reach an orgasm, but I was unexperimeted, and she was not willing to let me in her, but she was wet and salty as the sea.
I came on her quite fast on her stomac, she was the first ever wanking me. She found it disguting.
We never spoke about those moment since then.

Wife loves a fist or 2!!

My wife, Wendy, wanted me to go to a bdsm party with her and some of her wild girlfriends. They had never been before and told me that it would be just for a laugh. When we got there, they took us to a room where a girl was fisting a guy. I must say she was very erotic and experienced. When she was finished with the guy, my wife asked her friends to put me in the harness just for a joke. But when they tightened the straps and pulled my pants and underpants down, I started to get worried. One of her friends was at the front of me, doing a strip and the others were kinda playing with themselves. I got hard immediately, but could feel Wendy behind me spreading lube on my butt. Before long, her fingers went in. I asked her to stop, but she said I would like it and slowly forced her fist into my butt. I guess it was kind of exciting as I never lost my hard on. But she kept twisting and pushing and must have got her arm into me. I could hear her moaning at my back. I came in the mouth of one of her friends and kinda lost unconsiousness for a while. When I woke up, I was in a taxi with them on the way back home. I had to go to the doctor today for internal bleeding. What should I do, should I tell the police?

I'm a newlywed straight man. (Since I don't have an issue with it, I tried kissing a guy once... No interest.) My wife has recently started fingering and fisting me anally, at my request. She enjoys doing it for me, and it feels great, but I'm still awkward about it. I'm really open, but this is one thing that I don't want anybody to find out about.

I was always curious about experimenting in sex, and I did it from my first relationship, until I got married, and after marriage, actually. My wife wasn't as keen on trying some things, but with some perseverance, and a gentle approach, we both got neck deep into all sorts of stuff.

Downside of this is, that sometimes, you interact with some people who are completely insane. There was everything, jealousy outbursts, stalkers, a fist fight with a husband of a woman who spent some time with us, etc, but the most bizarre thing that has ever happened to us, was during one of the swaps we did.

It was our first time with this couple, it was their first time ever doing something like this, so we agreed on a soft swap, in different rooms, only manual and oral were allowed. She was a good looking blonde, somewhere around 40, so it all started good, I went down on her, she came pretty quickly, then she sucked me off, while touching herself, which was pleasing to see. When I was about to nut, I warned her, she pulled back, and offered palms of her hands for me to cum into. That was a first one, but why not.

When I was done, she started rubbing it all in her pussy, and masturbating. She acted like I wasn't even there. Imagine my shock, I just stood there and laughed, but if I hadn't done the snip years before, it wouldn't have been that funny. She came in under a minute, arching her back, convulsing from pleasure, and it was 10 times more intense, than the first orgasm she had, while I gave her head.

Of course, we never saw them again, but I often wonder, where did those two end up, because that woman was fucking mental.

We are still doing similar stuff, but not so often, because of our family, but all of these things we have gone through has made me realize, about a key aspect for success of such lifestyle. Most people say - love and total trust and honesty, and that is correct, but the more important part is - this is not the game for emotionally and mentally unstable.

We hope we haven't bored you with this little confession.

What is my wife good for?
Fuck or Fist?

New here. Just need to unload some shit. Don't know whether I will return. Here goes.

I beat my wife. A lot. Badly, sometimes. She always lies to the ER docs, but I am sure they know the truth. I succeeded long ago in completely isolating her from her friends and family. She used to be so beautiful and happy. Was a cheerleader in high school. Now her face looks so different and so sad and I'll never be able to afford all the surgeries it would take to fix her.

I despise myself. I want to change. I don't know how. I just see stars and lose my mind and don't even know what I'm doing when she makes me mad and I just fly into a fucking rage. When it's all over, she's just a bloody mess of hamburger.

I wish she would leave me but she won't. I wish she would kill me but she won't. If I can't figure out how to change I think I will end up killing her soon. That is my biggest fear. If I do kill her, I will just kill myself rather than go to prison.

She is such a good person and I always know that the shit she does that sets me off is stupid, trivial shit. The sounds of her screams and cries and my fists and other stuff hitting her face and head haunt me and give me nightmares.

I need to die. I know that is the only way to save her.

Thanks for this forum and allowing me to get this shit out. I can't say I feel any better, but thanks anyway. God bless you all, even if no one ever reads this.

My obedient wife attempting my fist.