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Mrs. evergreenstatewife
 
Stories of our adventures, truths, and fun times, of a wife with sexual freedom.All pictures are ours unless otherwise noted in the post.
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Hello everyone (Her)
Posted:Apr 8, 2014 1:55 pm
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2014 2:09 pm
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This is my first time here. In the time since my husband started writing this and creating a dialogue of our life, this is the first time I’ve ever written anything. He’s asked me, several times, but I never felt I needed to. I am amazed at the responses and replies from people.
While home this morning I spent time reading our blog. It was the first time I’ve ever done that. It brought up so many memories for me. Memories from when we started, the men we’ve met, and the sex we’ve had. But in that I also remembered the growing pains that came with all that. There were lots, and thinking back, that without them we wouldn’t be here today.

I would like to write some and especially now since we’ve talked about expanding our relationship with Phil. Maybe I have discovered the curiosity of writing. Maybe I can excite you all in the same fashion I excite my husband.
Either way, I look forward to trying this and writing about my freedom to have sex with men other than my husband.
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The comfy chaos of change
Posted:Apr 8, 2014 8:34 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2014 9:15 am
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It’s funny how the past revisits us at times.
Things or incidents we thought we have progressed past seem to clog again our subconscious once again as we brace to cross that honesty bridge.

My wife’s relationships with other men have always been exciting to me.
They fascinate me on more levels than just sex.
I think at first, in the beginning, she participated in them for me.
To say the concept of an open marriage simply on her behalf seemed odd or strange, and she wondered to herself what the ‘catch’ might be.
Even though I am a cuckold she claims me as me and has no interest or desire to include another woman.
And honestly, I didn’t either.
I can’t please one, why on earth would I desire another?
But I think she wondered if we started this lifestyle if I would venture the question, can I have a lover too?
But believe me that was never in the cards. Cucks just aren’t wired like that.

It took us awhile to get to this stage. Many years in fact.
Over time my sincere enjoyment for her pleasure took over. It became easily seem by her.
I took an interest in her relationships, not only from my sexual standpoint, but hers too.
Her pleasure became important to me. It still is.
The sexual charge of seeing her fucked, or hearing the details afterwards were feelings and emotions I couldn’t hide.
Neither could she.
She liked relaying the details more than me seeing them.
She loved the way her words drew the story, and that she indeed held the power simply by disclosing certain facts of her fucked filled evening.
She got off on the secrecy of the details she left behind.

Most people secrecy as a part of deception to it. And true, that part of the word is correct. But secrecy without deception is what’s shared between us.
Not disclosing a particular position or relaying who many times he called her pussy tight, isn’t deception, but details shared between them.

As we spoke the other night she told me she’s always liked fucking outside our house.
I knew that.
She’s mentioned it lots over the years.
That’s one of the reasons why she doesn’t date men who have significant others.
She likes the feeling of ‘sneaking’ around honestly without the guilt of deception. She likes the spice of different sheets, walls, and surroundings.

“I would never ever cheat on you,” she said sincerely as we talked face to face inches from each other.

I know that.

Being a cuckoldress you have to have some sort of exhibitionism to you. Fucking and teasing your cuck is sort of a requirement, especially when he’s sitting next to you or in the next room.
That part of the lifestyle wasn’t exciting to her. She’s not really an exhibitionist. So sometimes it was a tug of war between finding my role in her sex life, and fucking her bull. I could see that as I pressed and inquired on what she wanted from me.

But, when she was outside, dating freely, the atmosphere was different.
There was no pressure to please or worry about me.
There was no pressure on her.
She could be free and let the magical feelings and emotions of sex take over and guide her.
She could fuck her man, and he could fuck her.
Some of our most intense feelings and re-bonding came from when she returned home afterwards.

She thrived on the sexual feelings it gave her.
The freedom to fuck as she wanted knowing I was excited, and supportive of the idea.
She loved the reality of me waiting for her, jerking myself and playing to her naughty escapades in my mind.
She would tell me very little, but just enough to satisfy my perversions while she kept the rest to herself.

As we talked about this newest chapter with Phil he was intrigued and supportive of the concept.

“He just wanted to make sure you were okay with it,” she said to me.
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I’ve played this out in my head millions of times.
I’ve fantasized about it.
Will fantasy equal reality?
We will see, for us both.

As we talked about the flow of things there will be times when I am aware of her activities, and times I am not. There will also be times when she plans on fucking in front of me again.
She doesn’t want to lose that part.

“I do enjoy that,” she said, referring to me watching and waiting. “But we’ll see how it starts out, and play it from there. I will do what I want to do and you’ll find out if I want you to,” she added.

I was excited! Driven by a host of sexual desires, thoughts, and flow.
I thought about asking when she was going to start!

Painful as it was, I decided not to.
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Gets her everytime
Posted:Apr 8, 2014 7:11 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2014 8:20 am
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Nude beaches
Posted:Apr 6, 2014 7:19 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2014 4:58 am
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Have you ever been to a nude beach?



When my wife and I were last in Hawaii there was a small beach that was dedicated for nudist.
We had talked about going, but somehow it never made further than just words.

I would’ve loved it.
Anytime around my wife without clothes is a good time, as far as I’m concerned. I literally could gawk and stare at her all day in the buff.

She though, is self conscious.
It’s funny how that comes about sometimes.
I mean, when she’s with Phil she’s never clothed. I understand the comfort thing, not to mention our own home or the confines of seclusion, but in actuality she’s very shy when it comes to exhibitionism.



Most women have that problem, unless you’re a society acceptable size zero. But for the majority of those who aren’t, the opportunity to bask about or venture into the warm sand or water remains just words or a bucket list goal.

For me, the selfish part, I would’ve enjoyed the looks she was certain to get from people. It would’ve turned me on, not only being naked with her, but reading into the thoughts of others as they passed. (I know, a dirty mind never sleeps!)

That’s one of my bucket lists, to share a nude beach and the warm sun with the most beautiful woman in the world.

So, how about you all?

Ever basked in the buff?
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My wife picked out this one
Posted:Apr 5, 2014 8:19 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2014 8:32 am
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This photo is her addition.

She picked it out.



"There's just something naughty about it," she said to me smiling, when she asked if I'd post it from her.

I think maybe she's trying to tell me something?
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Bravo
Posted:Apr 5, 2014 8:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2014 7:33 am
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Well said!!

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I wouldn't call it a fetish
Posted:Apr 5, 2014 7:49 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2014 8:06 am
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My wife loves her breasts played with. Touched, kissed, licked, and caressed. She loves it!

Something else, a nice cock between them.
I will admit I've tity-fucked her once.
A very long time ago.
But I did.

My personal experience and opinion; tity fucking is more enjoyable with a large cock. Just my opinion. I've seen it. I've seen other men fuck her tits. I watched her hold them together, licking the head of his cock as he pushes it through. Sometimes he fucked them fast. Other times, slowly.

Then this happens.



Cum on her boobies turns her on. She loves the feel of the warmness as it covers her natural D cups.
Sometimes she plays with it.
She touches it, rubs it along her finger tips, and around the roundness of her breasts.
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http://Senior Sizzle.com
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The world is coming to an end
Posted:Apr 4, 2014 2:45 pm
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2014 7:37 am
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This morning we lost our internet service.

Talk about panic mode!

It was only for a few hours. The satellite company was updating or doing something with the signal.

But seriously, I felt lost, naked, and well, board...

Can you remember a time without the internet?

It seems so long ago, and worse yet, un-normal..
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Please pass the oil
Posted:Apr 3, 2014 8:53 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2014 6:10 am
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This has happened several times over the years.
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I have watched mostly from afar as he rubs her down, teases and plays with her.
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He touches her breasts, her sides, and stimulates her navel.
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He slides his slippery hands and fingers between her legs.
She offers no resistance as she opens them and he finishes her off.
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http://Senior Sizzle.com
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One size deson't fit all
Posted:Apr 2, 2014 8:53 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2014 7:04 am
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How do you tell your wife you have an interest in sucking cock?
Watching her fuck?
How do you explain how her having an open, outside relationship with another man is something that excites you?
How do you tell your wife you’re a cuckold?

Those are all questions I encountered.

Sexual desires and fantasies are intimidating.
They can be embarrassing, confusing, and shameful.

We are judge-full people. Unforgiving, harassing, and finger pointing.
Not only here, on a sex site of all places, but life in general.
Some carry around sexual desires and never have the courage to share them, with anyone. They hide in the shadows or underneath the lips of deception because it’s often easier and safer to do so.

I was scared when I spoke to my wife many years ago about my sexual desires.
I was scared of her reaction.
I wondered to myself if it was normal?
If it was normal for a married man to desire his wife bedded by another, and to be excited by it too.

Being labeled dirty or perverted is horrible, especially by people with minds narrower than a pencil led.
But it happens, all the time.

Lots of people, men and women, suffer with those same insecurities of not being accepted because they enjoy, like, or have the desire to explore something different.

Years ago, after my wife met Ron I talked about her seeing him alone without me knowing. She struggled with that. The lines between cheating and swinging blurred themselves in her mind.
I respected that, and we talked a lot about that.
What I discovered during her courtship with Ron was that she liked fucking outside us. I can count on one hand how many times she fucked him in our home, but the numbers of her liaisons grow higher and higher outside of.
She’s always enjoyed fucking without me. I think at first she didn’t want to hurt my feelings when she enjoyed it more. But secondly, I think that was her opportunity to be free, without guilt or worry, and she could ultimately be the woman in bed she desired and needed to be, with someone who could make her feel like that.

I have never fit into her sex life. Cucks usually don’t. Other than eating her fucked pussy or sucking his cock, I don’t have a role.
Looking back, I never have.
And that’s fine.
Maybe I’ve progressed past the watching stage?
Or maybe, she’s progressed past that too, as the details of my involvement in her sex become less and less with each visit.

But is it more than just not having a role?
Of course it is.

With sexual fantasies there’s always a charge.
If there weren’t they wouldn’t be fantasies.
They intrigue us.
Keep our attention, and occupy our minds at the most inopportune times of the day.
With cuckolding the charge of better or a larger cock is the fuel. It beats the heart and creates the rush.
With her attending to her own needs, on her own time, is the sole defiance of cuckolding. I get a rush from that; knowing, but not knowing.

So I wonder to myself, and pounder those same scary questions about broadening and expanding the lines as I did so many years ago.
But this time, I think and feel less pressure and angst then I did so many years ago. Having experience under your belt does wonders, not only to yourself but for the situation in general.
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Last night I worked late. By the time I got home she was in bed. She wasn’t sleeping, but watching television.
As I got undressed she opened the blankets and invited me inside with her.

“Get all the way naked,” she said.

I did and climbed in. Her body against mine felt wonderful.

“I’ve missed you,” she said.

We kissed and talked for a moment face to face about the day and its stresses. Then, as I stroked her back, with her arm over my shoulder, I disclosed my fantasy to her.
The hesitations of morals were still there. I don’t think they’ll ever leave.
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My wife would never cheat on me.
She never has, and though she’s fucked more than a handful of men during our marriage, she’s never strayed outside of us, our love, and bond for each other.
Cheating and deception is something that’s not part of any lifestyle and not part of us.

“Let me think about it,” she replied. “I want to talk to Phil and make sure he’s okay with it.”

“How do you feel about it?” I asked.

“I feel better than I did before, Phil and I are in a good place together, so I think it would more comfortable and trusting than when we first talked about it,” she replied.

We laid there together talking with each other. It was real, sincere and honest.
We spoke of feelings and boundaries, and what each wanted with this new venture.
We toyed around with scenarios too, and soon my dick was hard against her thigh.

“Can I play with myself?” I asked, smiling, and silently begging for her approval.

“Yeah,” she replied smiling back. “We can fantasize about Phil fucking me before you get home from work.”
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Beware
Posted:Apr 1, 2014 11:22 am
Last Updated:Apr 1, 2014 12:04 pm
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Happy first day of April!

That means spring is just around the corner!!

But buyer beware, especially today, that 'Ocean Front Property' in Nevada is a steal!!
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Some days require this
Posted:Apr 1, 2014 8:02 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2014 8:46 am
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Only use is a drastic emergency!
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Very seductive
Posted:Mar 31, 2014 7:31 am
Last Updated:Mar 31, 2014 8:13 am
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There is so much about a touch.
In most cases it’s simple and without notice.
It tells and leads, seduces, and invites.
It’s an ownership touch.



It takes you places you never thought you’d be going.
It creates feelings and arousals throughout your body.
Soon your mind is overcome with emotion.

Before, way before, she’s naked and fucking him.
In her mind she is.

She’s his.
And after that touch reality is seen before your very eyes
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