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.


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  • Well written post. I'm not in agreement with your ( or, your wife's ) particular perversions, but, I bet I have a few you wouldn't like, so any judgement on my part would be quite hypocritical.
    I too find the subject of sexual exploration by women to be very fascinating. When I began to be sexually aware, around 13 years of age, I wondered what various neighborhood girls and women thought about it. Did they visualize naked boys and men, like I did them ? Did they even like sex ? Did they do crazy stuff like I did, staring at women's hands, imagining them around my hard cock ? Did they stare at the bulge in men and boy's pants like I did camel toes and breasts ? Did they look at our eyebrows, like I did their's to determine pubic hair color ? Did they think about sex ALL THE TIME, like I did ? Certainly not, or, so I thought, putting them on a ridiculous pedestal that would take most of my life to remove them from.
    Fortunately, in my older age I would meet women who were pretty open and vocal about what they liked, what turned them on, sexually, and found them, in some cases, to be more perverse than myself. It has been quite a relief !

  • Thanks and no offense taken on the “perversion” issue. She would be the absolute last person anyone would suspect of having bizarre sexual interests. Always very attractive, fun but not flirtatious, she hides those interests well and that’s a factor for my pleasure that there is a hidden slut inside that sweet interior. Her pedestal for me is for honoring her darker side.

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