Having a hotwife generates a complex mix of emotions for me. There's primal lust, of course, and other forms of sexual excitement. I feel sexual angst leading up to a date, especially if she's going out alone. Depending on my mood and our type of play, I feel cuckolded and get a masochistic thrill from the feelings that come with being cuckolded, including shame, inadequacy, and humiliation. Sometimes I feel intense pangs of regret, aka post-nut clarity or cuckold's remorse. I almost always experience a general sense of compersion, that empathetic happiness for my wife at her sexual pleasure.
Then there's this other feeling, which is hard to single out from the flurry of other emotions swirling around inside my head. It's an acute vicarious thrill from what the other men must be experiencing. I almost mistook this feeling for another form of compersion -- for him -- but it's not so much that I was happy for them. It's that their pleasure turns me on. A lot. And that feeling is mixed into everything else I'm feeling, so much that I hadn't really thought about it a lot until just recently.
I like to think about what the other guy must have been thinking. From his point of view...
- Fucking a woman in the back seat of a car while her husband drives us home from the restaurant.
- Seeing the look on a woman's face as she kneels and unzips my cock for the first time, then seeing her giggle as she holds it next to her husband's and realizes it's more than twice as big a his. Cumming on her face a short while later while he spurts on the floor.
- Fucking a cheating slut in her marital bed while her clueless husband is at work, intentionally leaving welts on her ass that she'll have to hide that night. [Spoiler: she doesn't hide them.]
- Chatting up a milf at a bar only to have her introduce me to her hubby. They invite me to their hotel room and we DP her together, and then I go back to the bar to brag to my friends about it.
- Actually kicking a cuckold out of the room while I'm in the middle of fucking his wife, then after he closes the door behind him hearing his wife whisper to me how fucking hot that was.
) is about getting off on the humiliation of being publicly cuckolded. Trust me, I appreciate the masochistic thrill of being cuckolded. That's often the dominant thing I feel when my wife and I play. But what I'm trying to describe in this thread is something else, a vicarious sexual rush from the other guy living out his own fantasies, and that feeling that borders on compersion for me. It's not about putting myself in his shoes, but about being turned on because it turns him on. 