Fetishizing women’s pleasure
I confess that my greatest enjoyment sexually always involves a woman’s pursuit of her personal sexual pleasure. Without that element, without seeing or knowing or hearing or reading about or experiencing a woman’s drive for orgasm by any means at hand, my desire is muted. My greatest pleasure in sex is a woman’s sexual mind. And although I have a wife, it is nice but not necessary that I be involved directly, personally with a woman to achieve my pleasure. I am generalizing.
I have not explored this in any depth before now, and I am not unique, but I am aroused by a woman’s “depravity” or depraved thinking, by her craving for sexual release. We all masturbate but for me a woman masturbating arouses me. A woman seeking satisfaction in some private way excites me. A woman excited by being naughty (however defined) excites me.
I do not know how common this is but I think it more common than we know — women having sex with a dog. I am aroused by women who seek sexual release in that way. A woman who does that, a very private endeavor, is very sexy to me. Not that that should matter to anyone, but I find that interesting.
I am not ashamed to confess that my wife is aroused by so-called sexual perversions. I probably will elaborate on them more fully as I become comfortable doing something I’ve never done — telling others. She has always been drawn to father-daughter incest and has deep desires there. To fulfill her long and intense interest in bestiality, i facilitated encounters in private with dogs not our own and she enjoyed those encounters immensely. She masturbates frequently reading incest stories and watching doggy porn. She expressed an interest in a former colleague of mine and I encouraged her. It lasted two years once or twice a week during the day with my full knowledge.
To each his or her own as long as no one gets hurt. So I am finally confessing. It is liberating. My pleasure is the knowledge of women seeking their own pleasure, and that’s fun.