Stag and Vixen Lifestyle Ch. 00: Prologue

The Prologue

We began our journey 26 years ago when we married in a small ceremony in Louisiana. Like typical couples, we began our family together and settled into normal everyday life in America. Jobs, school, bills, moves from one town to another while we raised 3 happy and brilliant children together. We have an idealistic and happy life.

Our sex life (because that's what this story is all about after all) was wonderful. We shared a close and intimate sex life that included regular, satisfying and usually passionate sex. Of course, when you're married for decades, sex ebbed and flowed in passion depending on the life stresses we were experiencing, our health and other daily factors that cause preoccupation. We have never experienced a lack of desire for each other and rarely, if ever, went longer than a day or two between sex sessions together. Neither of us cheated or even had the desire to do so.

We have always been open and communicated our fantasies and desires with each other as we experienced them. As with most men my fantasies were always more intense, prolific and extreme than her's. They always involved watching her have sex with other men or swinging. This is a fairly common theme for a lot of men so I was always able to find stories and information about this particular fetish that fueled my imagination. Mind you though, I was never turned-on by scenarios that included humiliation. I would not classify myself as a "cuckold". For me, the excitement was the thought of her owning her sexuality, enjoying sex and becoming a powerful sexual being. That was the turn-on for me. I felt power by having a wife that could have any man she wanted but always came home to me.

This fantasy was no secret to my wife. In fact, it fueled hot sex between us for over two decades. Her desire to fulfill my fantasy was limited to pillow talk however. She indulged my fantasy and allowed it to fuel her passion at times. The only overt actions we made to fuel the fantasy was limited to a few relatively innocent events.

A few times I created opportunities for her to be alone with other men. When we came back together I'd fuel the next sex session with imagined tales of her fucking the guy with whom she was alone. Of course, it was only fantasy. The only result of the fantasies was that she began to believe that I'd really be okay with her playing with other men. Her expressing her thoughts about my approval fueled other sex sessions.

We purchased sex toys that facilitated and aided our non-monogamous fantasies. The various dildos and vibrators helped us fantasize without taking the more overt act of actually living the fantasy.

On one occasion we took the fantasy a little further and invited a childhood friend to go out with us to a sporting event in a neighboring town. We used the occasion to fuel the threesome fantasy for weeks afterwards. It helped that this man was a childhood friend that she trusted. We went so far in the weeks afterwards as to actually have sex together in his driveway complete with her favorite dildo to simulate engaging in sex with her friend. Of course, he never knew of our actions.

A few months later we learned that this man was looking for work. My company was hiring so I used this circumstance to create the alone time scenario with a man she had actually thought about having sex with. While she was with him alone he actually did flirt and touch her some although they did not go "all the way." This event fueled hot sex on several occasions for years. Hearing her talk about feeling his hard cock against her back was a sure fire way to send me over the edge with excitement.

Not long after the aforementioned event at his house she was able to engage in hot phone sex with him on two occasions. One of the times she did so while we had sex. We found that we both found the adventure exciting.

the time of this adventure we had very young children and were very involved in ensuring that they had a happy and thriving childhood. Our fantasies about dabbling in extramarital sex didn't seem to fit our stage of life. It seemed that if we were gonna roll the dice with such an extreme sexual adventure we'd be better off to wait until life wasn't filled with children's drama. So, we continued the fantasy during sex but put the acts themselves away until a better stage of life arrived.

Over the next several years we took a few opportunities to fuel the flames by having her to continue communication with men from her pre-married life. These communications usually happened in the form of text messages and occasional phone call. They did not include alone time with the men.

On one occasion I encouraged her to engage in some light sexting with a previous boyfriend of hers while I was out of town. The thought of her actually meeting the man in person fueled a great fantasy for me until she joined me on the business trip. We couldn't get to the hotel fast enough and spent the whole night fucking while pretending that she had actually opened our marriage with her ex-boyfriend. This adventure only confirmed in my mind that I was aroused beyond my wildest imaginings by the thought of her having sex with another man.

Upon returning to regular life the fantasy took a back burner again while we assumed parental responsibilities. It was always there though. In the back of our minds and regularly making visits with us in the bedroom. Sex remained passionate and full of adventure.

On a few occasions we engaged in outdoor sex with slight chances of getting caught. We'd often fantasize during those times that a man or couple would walk up on us and join in the fun. These were great adventures and we enjoyed them. But always there was the same theme: adding others to our sex life.

The theme of adding others never seemed to wane or dissipate with use. It was always there. Usually in both of our minds as we talked about our fantasies.

In our next story we'll describe how it happened...