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My Seven Years of Sin and Burden (
March 2, 2020, 11:47 AM)
After many years of marriage, from passionate love to seven years of marriage, we've been through a lot to rekindle our lost passion. I'm writing this down as a way to console myself. So please don't ask me about the veracity of what I've written; I make no guarantees. Those with similar experiences are welcome to reply and discuss. Other friends can just read it casually for fun and not worry too much about other things. Thank you!

It's dark now. I slowly walked home from work. Another day has passed, no different from yesterday, and probably no different from tomorrow. I turned on the light, changed my clothes, went to my room, turned on the computer, and sat down. Although mobile phones have almost replaced computers now, I still like to put down my phone and play on the computer when I'm at home in my spare time; it feels different.
I'm an ordinary junior staff member. I've been working for seven years since graduation, and this year also marks my seventh year of marriage. My wife and I were classmates; we graduated together, came to this city, got married, worked, and had a child. Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and we've entered our thirties together. She's a primary school teacher, living the same 9-to-5 life as me. People talk about the seven-year itch, but if we count from when we started dating, it's been over ten years. We don't really have the seven-year itch; although we're still very much in love, the passion has been worn down by life. Occasionally, we try to rekindle that passion by going to the movies or taking a walk, but we can't escape the intrusion of the mundane realities of daily life.
The doorbell rang; my wife was home from work, taking off her shoes in the entryway while on the phone. I turned to look at her for a moment. Nana is petite for a northern woman, a little over 1.6 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, big eyes, a pert nose, and a small mouth. Objectively speaking, she'd be above average in a crowd. She was wearing a suit, a short skirt, and flesh-colored stockings. She kicked aside her high heels and entered the living room, still on the phone. I couldn't help but chuckle. My wife has a pretty good figure; her legs, while not exceptionally long due to her height, are very straight and well-proportioned. However, she's always been rather introverted and embarrassed to wear stockings. It was only after much persuasion that she started wearing them, and even then, she mostly wears flesh-colored ones, rarely black. I was right about that; the stockings made her calves look smooth and rounded. Stockings are truly a great invention.
Nana had already hung up the phone and came into the room, glancing at me. "Where's the girl?"
"Oh, her grandma picked her up after kindergarten. She said her grandpa missed her granddaughter and wanted her to stay overnight."
"She took her again? Your mom always forgets to brush her teeth at night; they're almost rotten. She also always forgets to change her underwear. The little girl needs to be careful..."
"Alright, alright, it's only for one day." Nana has a slight case of OCD, which isn't necessarily bad, but it's quite a hassle for a lazy guy like me. However, she keeps the child very clean. After my nagging, I went back to their bedroom to change. Ever since the baby was born, I've been kicked out of the master bedroom and started a pseudo-single life. What can I do? The baby's still young. We've been living separately for four or five years now, and I'm used to it. It's quite comfortable to have my own room at night to watch movies and play games.
The daily routine of cooking, eating, and washing dishes repeats itself. I absentmindedly listen to her nagging about current student and parent issues, then quickly sneak back to my room for a cigarette while she's on the phone, and start playing a web game. Nana, after showering, turns on the TV in the living room to watch her historical fantasy drama. Every day is the same, uneventful. While I was engrossed in an online game, the door opened. Turning around, I saw Nana, dressed in black pajamas, her waist-length hair flowing freely, gracefully walk in and embrace me from behind. I couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. Nana's passion in bed was completely different from her introverted personality. She had a strong desire, which I had always enjoyed when we were dating. Back then, I was also incredibly passionate, and we always clicked instantly, but I was always the one who lost. I asked Nana why she was so unsatisfied, and she replied, "I just like it!" Now, at thirty, although still young, after many years together, and although my wife is still youthful and beautiful, my passion has long since faded. Making love once a week is already a struggle, yet Nana remains as enthusiastic about sex as ever. I put down my game and stroked my wife's legs and body. Her skin was still so fair, soft, and smooth. Although she had a child, Nana's recovery was amazing; there were no signs of childbirth, not even stretch marks, just a faint scar that she often regretted. Nana had clearly put on light makeup, and her beautiful face looked even more charming under the lights. However, after being intimate for a while, my reaction wasn't very noticeable. My mind was still preoccupied with the battlefield in the game, so I had to make an excuse that I was tired from work. This wasn't the first time. I could tell my wife wasn't happy, but being gentle by nature, she didn't say much. She just playfully complained that it was rare for the children to be away from home, and since I didn't want her, I felt guilty and had to appease her. Nana gently bit my shoulder and sat down, not mentioning the matter again. Instead, she started talking about how our daughter was planning to enroll in an art class. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued playing the game while we chatted. Before I knew it, it was nine o'clock. Nana yawned, washed up, and went to bed, but I had long been used to staying up late. I always feel guilty for not being able to satisfy my wife's needs. I even wondered if I was impotent. But I get incredibly aroused whenever I see naked women online, and then I can't perform when I try to satisfy my wife. The internet says this is called "male aesthetic fatigue," that men need sensory stimulation, and that this happens when things are too familiar for too long. That's why men say "the grass is always greener
on the other side." After quitting the game, I randomly logged onto a forum I frequent, and my dark side resurfaced. For the past few years, whether watching Japanese AV or reading pornographic content, I've had a particular fondness for married women and stories about infidelity. As the plot unfolds, I unconsciously project my own image onto the characters, imagining them being violated by other lustful men, and I find myself unusually excited. I've been confused about this before, but I gradually learned online that this is called cuckoldry. The fantasy of my wife being on top of another man gives me a strange sense of stimulation and excitement. The more time I spend browsing this couples' dating forum, the clearer this thought becomes. I've talked to many friends on the forum and noticed that more and more couples are now using sex to spice up their lives. I've started to have some thoughts myself. Since we lack passion in bed, and she enjoys sex, why not find a suitable single man? This would satisfy her needs and my own psychological desires. This requires first convincing Nana of this, and then finding a suitable single man – a daunting task. I've discussed some methods with fellow enthusiasts, even considering using drugs when my lust gets the better of me. However, a reliable friend told me that drugs wouldn't satisfy my desire for cuckoldry; it would be like necrophilia. Besides, real drugs are hard to find, and most importantly, it's my wife! Aren't I afraid of causing danger? I completely agree! After humbly seeking his advice, he suggested exposing my wife to these kinds of things as much as possible and seeing her reaction. If she strongly dislikes it, then I should just give up. I think this is the best approach. After some wild speculation, I searched the forums and found a lot of classic posts, ready to try them out when I have the chance.
The next day, after a goodbye kiss with Nana, I prepared to go to work. My boss called, informing me I had to take the midday bus to the provincial capital for a three-day meeting. I wasn't too surprised, as my work often requires me to travel for training or meetings. Nana helped me pack my things, and as I was about to leave, she looked at me with a smile, saying,
"Be good on your way out, don't do anything naughty, otherwise..."
"...Stop messing around, you'll drain all my energy."
"Get lost! Hey, how are my shoes? I bought them a while ago but haven't worn them yet."
Nana, a size 36, wore a pair of sparkling white high heels.
"They're pretty. By the way, how about the girl stays at her mom's for a few days and he picks her up and drops her off?" Nana said as she left. "Hmm, that's fine.
The school is having a teaching inspection these days, so I'm a bit busy. I'm off, call me when I get there!"
Watching Nana's graceful figure disappear through the door, I couldn't help but feel a momentary daze, as if I saw her back in college.
After a long and tiring afternoon, I returned to the hotel that evening and called to let her know I arrived safely.
"Honey, we're here. Yeah, I'm lying in the hotel. What about you? You're in bed so early? Don't be silly, we're an old married couple, you're already thinking about me as soon as we leave the house... Haha, did you pick up the girl? Oh, I see."
Lying listlessly on the hotel bed after hanging up the phone, an idea suddenly struck me. I opened WeChat and sent all the saved posts and novels to Nana, leaving a message: "Read these when you have time. I'm sleepy! Going to sleep." I felt a little guilty after sending it. We used to watch adult films together and share some erotic stories, but this time... A sense of unease washed over me, and the weariness of the trip overcame me, and I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, I checked the time—it was only a little past five. Suddenly, I jolted awake and grabbed my phone. There were several messages on WeChat, unsurprisingly from Nana.
"You're always up to something when you go out? What are these things you've been sending? I can't open them!"
"I opened them."
"What is all this nonsense? Are you up to no good at night? What if I can't sleep after reading this!" "You're asleep? Why aren't you saying anything? Did you miss me?" Ugh, her reaction was completely different from what I expected. It seemed my wife hadn't grasped the point! She probably hadn't even looked at them closely. I decided to go for it! I replied, "Do you find these things interesting? If you were the wife in these posts, how would you feel?" I had just finished sending the message and lay down to light a cigarette when my phone vibrated. "Oh? Lazybones, you got up early already? Having trouble adjusting? Haha."
"What nonsense are you spouting? How could it be true? It's all fake, right? What, you're willing to let me die? If you're willing to die, I'm willing to bury you."
"I got up early to do laundry and you're acting crazy!"
Three messages came in quick succession. My wife didn't seem to care, so I simply asked, "What if it were true? If it were you, do you think you could accept it? Would you find it exciting?"
"Hmm, pretty exciting, but there's no 'what if,' and it can't be true. Okay, you can sleep a little longer, I'm going to get back to work. Remember to eat, love you." I hesitated for a moment, then didn't say anything more, just gave a simple reply, lay down, and continued to overthink. I've
been in meetings and thinking for three days, and I've decided to find an opportunity to talk to her. After all, I feel our relationship is very deep, and there's no problem I can't share, as long as she can accept it. Returning home with these thoughts, my passion reignited. Late that night, Nana and I were entwined in bed. In the heat of the moment, I brought up the topic again. Nana, panting, replied, "Your thoughts are so strange. Are those things real? Can you handle it?"
"Of course," I said, "I've thought about it for a long time. The thought of you moaning under someone else excites me. Let's try it, okay? I'll find you someone you'll be satisfied with."
After our lovemaking, we leaned against the headboard. I pressed my advantage, but Nana didn't respond. She remained silent, finally saying, "Don't rush me. Let's talk about it later. Aren't we doing well now?" I told her, "You like sex. I want you to experience more satisfaction and novelty. I also find it quite exciting." Nana seemed hesitant, or perhaps unwilling to elaborate. After a few more intimate moments, she washed up and went to sleep.
A month passed in the blink of an eye. During that time, I kept bringing up this idea, but Nana remained hesitant, and there was no further progress. I didn't know what to do next. I talked to someone online, who told me that the best time for this was during sex or online, as it was more effective than face-to-face. Even if you two are a loving couple, it's inevitable that your wife would feel awkward if you talked about it in person. I wholeheartedly agreed. So one day, I was working overtime, and during my break, I brought up the issue with Nana again on WeChat. This time, Nana finally gave a more direct response, revealing the problem that had been troubling her for a long time. Like many others in the forum, she was worried about the impact on our relationship and life, which was the most important thing to her. I explained everything to her in detail, explaining that I felt at ease because I loved her so much, and that it was exciting because I loved her so much. I also told her that many people do this now, satisfying her sexual desires without the risk of infidelity affecting the family. She was also worried about safety, and I assured her that it wouldn't affect her choice of a safe and reliable person in real life. Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed, and Nana fell silent again.
“Na, I just want to have more different experiences while we're still young, to satisfy us.”
“But if one day you feel it's unfair and want to do it too, I can't accept you with other women, but it's unfair to you, I…” “
I promise you I won't. I prefer seeing you satisfied; I like that kind of excitement.”
“You… how can you be like this?”
“Hmm, do you agree?”
After another long silence, Nana finally replied, “I admit I like sex, but I care more about our family and our love. If you really really want to try, just don't let it affect our relationship and life. Promise me, okay?”
With a hint of excitement, I returned home. The child was asleep, but Nana was lying on the sofa. I thought she was asleep, but when I went closer, she was staring at me with her big, bright eyes, silent. I asked her what was wrong, and Nana took my hand and put it on her face. It was very hot! I asked in surprise, “Do you have a fever?”
"No. I feel embarrassed. Am I being too... you know? Am I abnormal?"
I knelt down and stroked Nana's face, telling her that high libido isn't a bad thing. No matter what we do, as long as we love each other, it's just a game.
From that moment on, I knew we were about to experience something new. Whether it was good or bad, I couldn't tell; I only knew I felt a strange sense of anticipation and excitement.
Daily life remained unchanged. My wife had overcome the initial awkwardness and returned to normal. It was just as school was starting to prepare for final exams, so she was very busy every day. I, however, began to feel secretly anxious. I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, but I couldn't find a suitable single man. After advice from online friends and our own discussion, we preferred to find a long-term, stable single man. This would be more suitable in terms of safety, health, and lifestyle, minimizing any potential insecurity. However, we lived in a small northern city with a small population, so we decided to find a single man from out of town to avoid possible embarrassment and risks. After all, real life was the priority. I didn't understand until I experienced it myself. I started looking for single men and realized it wasn't easy. Distance, character, manners, and sincerity all became unavoidable issues. After posting my search for a single man on the forum, I received a flood of friend requests from all over the country—curious, skeptical, timid, reckless, joking, those posting fake photos, those seeking advice, those wanting to video chat, those who couldn't chat, those who were overly eager—I was exhausted. I needed a good single man but was afraid of things changing and him changing his mind. I confided in a netizen online, who suggested I try to choose a married man. He said it would be safer and healthier, and less likely to disrupt my normal life. I'm very grateful to this netizen named "Fish" for his sincere help without any personal gain. There's another story about him later.
After a period of screening and selection, a single man gradually came into my view. At that time, I didn't know his real name, so I temporarily called him by his online name, "Man's Helplessness." His typing speed was average, but he provided a very detailed introduction of himself: 1.89 meters tall and weighing 180 kilograms. Quite tall; I'm only 1.74 meters tall myself. He was 41 years old, which made me a little hesitant, worried that Nana might mind that he was so much older than us. However, he then sent me some photos of himself; his bronze skin looked very sunny, not at all like a man over forty. After the introduction, he told me that he lived in a county town about 100 kilometers away from us, a family of three. He graduated from the provincial forestry university and had worked in another city for several years before resigning for some reason and returning here to work in plumbing. His child was in high school in the provincial capital. I had been using this forum for a long time, but I had never met a suitable couple nearby. Because of his work, he rarely had time to go too far. At the time, I assumed he owned a plumbing shop and expressed my understanding, since our area is not comparable to big cities. Moreover, his demeanor was indeed quite proper, calm and composed. Once, I jokingly asked him if his wife wouldn't find out he was sneaking out to play, and he smiled and said no. After about half a month of getting to know him, he understood our thoughts and had seen the photos of Nana I sent him (the photos didn't show her face), which he said he really liked. I learned more about him as well. He didn't own a shop; he did plumbing installations himself. I was surprised by his choice. He said that although he had a bachelor's degree, his regular job didn't pay much, and plumbing work was the only way he could earn money. His family wasn't well-off, and they had many expenses. He felt he was in excellent health, so he learned plumbing from someone else. I understood. When I asked if he was looking for married couples for excitement, he answered very frankly. One reason was that his sex drive was very high, which his wife couldn't satisfy, and for various reasons, finding married couples was the most suitable for him. Another reason was that he felt a great sense of accomplishment having sex with other men's wives. Well, that's a thought many men have.
For me, this single man, who seemed to be facing a lot of challenges, was quite suitable. He was mature, stable, physically strong, and cared about his family. So I had Nana add him as a friend, letting her decide for herself. Nana hesitated for a long time but still added him. I said, "Even if it doesn't work out, let's just be online friends. Getting to know each other better isn't a bad thing." Nana grinned mischievously and asked if I was worried she'd run off with someone else. I smiled reassuringly and said, "Doing this shows I believe in you and our love." Nana hugged me and whispered, "I love you too."
She doesn't chat much on WeChat except with students' parents and friends. She's a rather quiet and introverted person, and her favorite thing to do is watch TV dramas on her phone. Even though she added him, they didn't chat much. With my encouragement, she started chatting with him, using a QQ account she rarely uses anymore, and a secondary account at that. Strangely enough, I gradually noticed that Nana was chatting more and more in the evenings when she had free time, sometimes until very late. Sometimes I would even see her chatting in bed when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Who seemed so good at chatting? One night, after Nana fell asleep, I took her phone. It was password protected, but she never hid it from me. I looked through their chat history—lots and lots of it. I was quite surprised. That single guy was a great conversationalist, completely different from how he talked to me. He knew how to find common ground and topics with Nana, even offering insightful opinions on soap operas. No wonder Nana enjoyed chatting with him so much. He would occasionally mention us, but always in a tactful way, never too explicit. I couldn't help but marvel at how different men and women were, but was the difference really that big?
Finally, after knowing each other for over a month, Brother Sun—the man—reluctantly asked to meet. After get off work, I dropped the kids off at their grandma's and went to the school where my wife works. I watched as teachers and staff came out in twos and threes, greeting acquaintances. A little while later, Nana came out with her colleague, Sister Xu, carrying a bag. Sister Xu is a teacher in Nana's office; we've known each other for a long time and are very close. She smiled when she saw me, "Oh, so you're free to pick up your wife today? What? Going out for a nice meal tonight?" I smiled and replied, and Sister Xu left. Nana and I strolled home arm in arm. On the way, I mentioned that Brother Sun wanted to meet her. Nana lowered her head and didn't say anything. Feeling uncertain, I asked her what she thought. Nana said she felt she got along well with Brother Sun, and it seemed pretty good. Brother Sun had told her he wanted to meet her and seemed quite eager, but she hadn't responded. Then Nana looked up and asked me, "Do you want to? Won't you regret it?" I told her, "No, it's just a physical game. Seeing you satisfied only gives me excitement; I won't regret it or feel sad." Nana pinched me and said, "You're just driven by lust!" I knew this meant he had agreed. My heart skipped a beat. That
evening, I met with Brother Sun and we arranged to meet this weekend. He seemed very excited, offering to buy Nana an outfit and asking what we wanted to eat and where we wanted to go, promising to treat us. Nana and I discussed it and decided to skip those formalities and just meet at the hotel to avoid any unnecessary trouble. Friday arrived with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. I dropped the kids off at Grandma's early in the afternoon, and Nana went to get her hair done, shower, and choose clothes for the evening. Watching my busy wife, I couldn't tell if I was excited or jealous about what was about to happen. At 7 pm, Brother Sun messaged me, saying he had arrived and booked a family room at a decent hotel in our city, waiting for us. With mixed feelings, I replied, "This is our first meeting. If Nana doesn't feel comfortable, don't force her. We can talk about it another time." Brother Sun replied quickly, "Okay, don't worry." At eight o'clock, Nana finished her preparations at noon, put on light makeup, wore a black lace suit, and sheer black stockings. Her hair was styled in small curls and cascaded down her back. She wore high-heeled sandals, looking cool yet alluring. I stood quietly in the entryway, watching my wife, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of temptation and beauty. I also had a feeling that something was bound to happen tonight. We took a taxi straight to the hotel. Nana seemed quite nervous the whole way, as tonight was a very special night for us.
She seemed very surprised and hesitant when we arrived, whispering to me, "Maybe we should call it a day." She was extremely nervous and a little scared. I reassured her for a while before we finally entered the hotel. Reaching the room door, I knocked with a slight tremor. Before I could think too much, the door opened, and a tall man appeared in the doorway. He looked similar to the photos, but appeared even more robust, with a more eager look in his eyes. He didn't seem embarrassed at all and warmly led us into the room. The room was an inner and outer room with only a soft-sided partition and no door. Inside was a large bed, and outside were two smaller beds; it was quite spacious. The air conditioner blew a cool breeze, instantly dispelling the sweat we'd broken out in from nervousness. A popular TV drama was playing on the television. We sat down on the sofa; beer, soft drinks, and some snacks were on the coffee table. Brother Sun said he didn't know what we wanted to drink or eat, so he just bought some random things. I then took a closer look at him. His bronze skin in the photo looked rather dark here, and I could see some wrinkles on his forehead. He was tall and strong, with a slight belly, but it wasn't very noticeable. I estimated he weighed more than 180 pounds. I casually remarked, "Brother Sun looks even stronger than in the photo!" Brother Sun said, "The photo was actually taken last year. I haven't had much work this year, so I've gained some weight; I think I'm almost 190. It's really nice to meet you all. Xiao Na is so pretty." He extended his hand, and we shook hands. His palms were large and felt a bit rough. After all, it was physical labor; it was unavoidable. We naturally started talking about his work. Brother Sun told us he was from a rural area in Shandong, and that he inherited his father's tall and strong physique. After graduating, he worked in the forestry sector for almost ten years before getting married. Although the work was leisurely, the salary wasn't high. Later, with increasing family expenses, he had no choice but to switch careers and learn plumbing. He then mentioned that he was the most educated plumber in their area. We laughed as we talked, and I felt less nervous. His job had always been a concern for me. If I hadn't known his background, I probably would have refused him outright upon hearing he was a plumber. It wasn't discrimination, but I was worried about communication difficulties. Although his size was intimidating, he was quite friendly, and after chatting for a while, we both let down our guard. However, Nana remained relatively quiet, perhaps still feeling awkward. Brother Sun kept staring at Nana's legs but couldn't break the ice. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I pulled Nana into the back room and said, "Maybe I should leave for a bit, so you two won't feel awkward." My wife whispered, "No! I'm scared!"
I said, "What are you afraid of? We've been talking for so long. Brother Sun doesn't seem like a bad person, and this hotel is very safe. You two can relax a bit when I go out."
Nana said, "My heart is beating so fast!"
"How do you feel about him?"
"I can't really say right now, I'm just so nervous."
I comforted her, "Okay, it's alright. I'll just go out for a bit and sit in the lobby. You two can have a good chat."
"Okay then, hurry back."
I told Brother Sun my idea, and to my surprise, he agreed. He whispered that I should try to make Xiao Na relax and not worry. Suddenly, I felt a hint of urgency in his eager eyes, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly to myself. What was going on? I took a room key from Brother Sun, stepped out of the room, and went downstairs. I didn't sit down in the lobby but wandered out and found a place to sit by the roadside. My heart was filled with excitement and trepidation. Suddenly, I couldn't help but recall the years I'd spent with my wife. She was gentle and quiet, always obedient to me, introverted yet incredibly passionate in bed, seemingly possessing inexhaustible energy. From the time she gave me her first time in school until today, more than ten years had passed. And now, she was alone in a hotel room with another strange man. What would happen? Lost in my thoughts, I realized that half an hour had passed and was shocked. Had they already... you know...? Just as I stood up, my WeChat beeped. Nana texted, "Brother Sun seems a bit different from usual when we chat. He's not as quick-witted, and he keeps staring at me. But it's alright, we started chatting, and he didn't do anything inappropriate, which is good. Where are you? When are you coming back?" I thought for a moment and replied, "In a bit, I'll sit for a while longer. As long as you feel good."

After stopping my overthinking, I realized how slowly time was passing. Thinking about what might happen, I felt unusually hard. I endured another half hour, but Nana didn't send any more messages. I couldn't sit still any longer and hurried back to the hotel. I pressed my ear against the door and couldn't hear anything. Instead, I almost got seen sneaking around by someone coming out of another room. I swiped my card and gently pushed the door open. They weren't in the other room. The TV was still on, but the drama had already ended. There were opened drinks and bottled water on the coffee table. I cautiously entered, and as I passed the inner room, I witnessed a scene that made my blood boil. On the large bed, Brother Sun, shirtless, had his wife pinned to the side. Nana's skirt suit was still on, but her body was completely beneath him. Only her legs, clad in high heels and stockings, dangled outside the window, emitting soft breaths as Brother Sun kissed and caressed her. Brother Sun's t-shirt was lying on the floor, and one hand roamed over my wife's body, slowly caressing her inner thigh. After squeezing and kneading her thigh a few times, he pressed it between her legs. Nana trembled as if electrocuted, reaching out to remove the intruding hand, but she was no match for it and gave up after a few feeble struggles. I watched as that large hand rubbed between Nana's legs for a while before quietly lifting her skirt and slipping it inside her stockings, disappearing into her panties. Her panties bulged out in a large bulge, and from my angle, I could see Brother Sun's hand continuing to knead. My wife trembled even more violently, but was held tightly, unable to move. Slowly, her moans grew louder, unable to be suppressed. After a brief period of mental blankness, a strong sense of jealousy, accompanied by intense arousal, surged up within me. I didn't make a sound but quietly walked to the sofa and sat down, silently watching this scene.
Brother Sun straightened up and laboriously pulled off Nana's skirt suit, almost breaking it in his haste. He also ripped off Nana's bra, revealing her fair upper body under the light. A pair of not-so-large but firm breasts rose and fell with Nana's panting. Her high heels also came off while she was taking off the skirt, and her shapely legs, encased in black stockings, were crossed. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Perhaps it would have been better if Brother Sun had been gentler? Nana seemed dazed. Brother Sun quickly stood up, pulled down his pants, looked in my direction, and smiled. He seemed to have known I was back. His eyes held a hint of smugness as he looked at me questioningly. I nodded, and he smiled knowingly. He then hurriedly began to remove Nana's stockings and panties, and I noticed a large tent bulging in his underwear. Finally, my wife was completely naked, but she didn't open her eyes. Brother Sun carried my wife from the edge of the bed to the middle, suddenly parted her legs, and buried his head deeply inside her, grabbing and kneading her breasts incessantly. Nana trembled as if electrocuted and began to gasp and moan loudly. She tried to push the man's head away with all her might, but it was futile; her lower body was already gushing. Brother Sun didn't kiss her for long, clearly also in a hurry. He hastily pulled down his underwear, and a huge, thick penis sprang out! To my astonishment, Brother Sun had told me during our chat that his was 18 centimeters long, and even thicker with strong stimulation. But I was still shocked, even a little jealous. Mine isn't short either, at 16 centimeters. But its girth is far inferior to Brother Sun's. I have some phimosis, while Brother Sun's glans is like a giant mushroom! The entire penis is darker than his skin, and the glans reflects an eerie light under the lamplight, indicating some fluid leakage. Brother Sun rolled over, pinning his wife down, and slapped his penis against Nana's stomach. Just as I was about to say something, Nana suddenly pushed him away, sat up, and said to Brother Sun, "We have to use a condom." She opened her eyes and glanced at his genitals, seemingly surprised for a moment! Then she turned to look at me, but because I had already turned off the light in the outer room, she didn't see me, though she should know I was there. Brother Sun was unwilling to give up, saying I was healthy, had been checked, and wouldn't ejaculate inside. Nana insisted, "No, I don't have an IUD. Safety first, we agreed." Sun had no choice but to get up and take out a box of condoms from his bag. He took one out, put it on while saying, "Xiao Na, you're so beautiful, really. Great figure, great skin, and so sensitive." Once fully equipped, the condom tightly encased his penis, feeling it might be a little too small. Sun rolled over again, pinning Nana beneath him, using his legs to spread hers. In an instant, Nana's upper body was completely hidden, only a broad man's back, a pair of strong, powerful thighs, a firm buttock, and his wife's fair, straight thighs exposed beneath them. His wife was clearly tense again, trembling slightly, but the intense foreplay and the sexual stimulation from the strange man made her feel dazed and confused. Nana whispered, "Slow down, be gentle, let me get used to it..." Sun's buttocks lifted slightly, one hand guiding his penis towards his wife's genitals. With a downward thrust and a scream from his wife, I knew that from that moment on, Nana's body no longer belonged solely to me!
My wife was tightly embraced by Brother Sun, her arms wrapped around her sides. She whispered, "Slow down, slow down, let me get used to it." Brother Sun's hips moved slowly, the rhythm deliberate yet each thrust penetrating deeply. The room was a chaotic mess of men's pants, clothes, underwear, and my wife's skirt, stockings, and high heels. A tall, strong, dark-skinned body and a petite, fair-skinned woman were intertwined on the bed, creating a striking image. Gradually, Nana's moans grew louder, and Brother Sun's thrusts became faster and more forceful. Clear slapping sounds filled the room, accompanied by my wife's soft moans. Watching from the darkness of the outer room, it didn't feel like watching a live Japanese adult film, as many netizens described. It felt like watching a couple's passion from a godlike perspective, or like a voyeur witnessing my wife's infidelity. It was an indescribable experience—watching my wife, with whom I lived every day, being pleasured by another man from an outsider's perspective, seeing Nana's state during sex more clearly. The difference was that the wife was facing a completely unfamiliar man with a stronger body, a stronger desire, a larger and thicker experience, and a more powerful thrust. All of this combined made her nervous, shy, and filled with intense desire, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. As Brother Sun's thrusts quickened, her emotions gradually erupted; her legs would sometimes straighten and sometimes curl up, and her moans turned into cries, growing louder and louder. Brother Sun, like a prisoner released from long-term abstinence, relentlessly and forcefully thrust into Nana in this position, pressing her down and up on the hotel's elastic bed. After thrusting like this for an unknown amount of time, Brother Sun wrapped his left arm around Nana from under her, while his right hand reached down to hold one of her buttocks, guiding her to follow his rhythm with even more powerful thrusts. Nana seemed to be in a trance, only able to moan and cry out. It didn't last long. Sun's speed increased, and he let out a beast-like roar. I knew he was being reckless, but I wasn't worried about whether my wife could handle it. She loved this kind of high-speed, long-distance rhythm. After a dozen seconds, Sun roared again, his buttocks jerked a few times, and he lay motionless on top of Nana, panting heavily. Nana was also motionless, seemingly savoring the madness of that moment. After a while, Nana pushed Sun away forcefully; her body, exhausted from the passion, could no longer withstand the pressure of this tall man. Sun rolled off, his penis still wearing a condom, a lump of semen inside, but it didn't look limp; it still looked as thick and firm as ever. Sun quickly tidied himself up and walked towards me. "Hey bro, how was it?" I didn't know what he meant, but I smiled and said it was fine. I told him to go wash up first, and he nodded and went straight to the bathroom. Nana sat up, pulled the blanket over her naked body, and beckoned to me. I went over, and Nana looked at me and whispered, "Honey, are you angry? Can you accept it? I..."
I hugged my wife and whispered, "It's better than I expected. Although it feels a bit sour, the stimulation is even stronger. How do you feel?"
Nana said, "How should I put it? I've never experienced this before, so I feel very nervous and excited, but it feels like I'm cheating on you. I'm afraid you'll be angry and
sad." "No, I also find it very exciting. Really, if I were angry, I wouldn't have done it. Don't worry," I quickly comforted her. "Okay, that's good."
I asked my wife what she felt about him. Nana said he seemed a bit old, especially when we were close. He seemed older than he said. When we were alone, he seemed very eager. After chatting for a while, he sat down and started being intimate with me. Luckily, we had talked for a long time beforehand, so it didn't feel so strange, otherwise I would have run away. I half-heartedly let him take me to bed. He felt his body was quite good, and his penis was very large... At this point, Nana's voice softened, and she seemed a little shy. I asked her, "So, do you like it?" Nana said it was alright, she felt fulfilled, and he was really strong! I understood immediately; my wife saying it was alright actually meant she was satisfied and liked him, but she was just shy about it in front of me. A sudden pang of jealousy shot through me. Nana seemed to sense something and quickly added, "Just talking about his physique, he's just average, a bit lacking in romance, although he's very tall but not handsome, and a bit older." I chuckled and replied, "It's okay, I'm not worried about you running away. Besides, I feel he's quite suitable, he seems reliable, and his physique is pretty good." After the passion subsided, Nana started to worry again,
"Honey, do you think I was being a bit... you know? Why am I like this?"
"Darling, don't overthink it. We'll live our own lives. As long as we're happy, that's all that matters. Don't overthink it. If you're young and don't go wild and be satisfied, what are you waiting for when you're old?"
"I love you!"
"Baby, I love you too."
When Brother Sun came out of the bathroom, Nana was already dressed. Brother Sun was stunned. What? She's already leaving? Nana smiled and nodded. While Nana was tidying up in the bathroom, Brother Sun quickly pulled me aside and asked if we were dissatisfied with him. I quickly explained that it was her first time, and while I was quite satisfied with him, she still needed time to adjust. Brother Sun nodded hastily and said, "Yes, I really like you two. Nana is so beautiful. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, please tell me, and I'll try my best to change!" I politely said we'd talk more that evening and then went home with Nana.
After arriving home, Nana and I had another conversation. My wife wasn't as conflicted as before. After experiencing something different, she felt it was quite good. She just said that no matter what, it shouldn't affect our relationship or life. If she felt uncomfortable, she should tell me. To her, I was the most important person. I gave her a happy hug and told her to take a shower and go to bed. I turned on my computer to watch a movie, but I was still incredibly excited. I couldn't concentrate on the movie at all; my mind was filled with the scenes from that evening. Suddenly remembering my promise to chat with Brother Sun that evening, I quickly checked my phone and saw many messages from him, all praising Nana and mentioning that he ejaculated quickly because it was his first time, and that he could actually do it several times. It was clear he was extremely satisfied with my wife. I explained that I also felt good about him, but it was my first time and I needed a psychological adjustment period. Brother Sun said he was too excited to sleep, and since there was no work at home this weekend, he didn't want to go back tomorrow and asked if we could come over. I hesitated for a moment, then suddenly had an idea and said, "Why don't you ask Nana tomorrow? If she agrees, I have no objection." Brother Sun quickly agreed and started talking about tonight again, praising Nana's looks, skin, and figure incessantly. Actually, Nana's biggest regret was her small breasts, only a B cup, but very firm and full. I suddenly remembered something and asked Brother Sun, "Your thing is really big; no wonder your wife can't handle you." Brother Sun then said that his wife's health hadn't been good in recent years, which was why their sex life wasn't harmonious. I only then realized this, but didn't ask any further questions. I went to the bathroom and saw Nana in the room chatting in bed instead of sleeping. I thought for a moment and asked Brother Sun if he had asked Nana how she felt about him. Brother Sun replied quickly that he and Nana were chatting, and Nana seemed okay and hadn't said she disliked him. I was surprised; Brother Sun's typing speed is incredibly fast. He can chat with both of us at the same time, which is unusual for him. I couldn't help but laugh. When people are eager, their potential is limitless. So I teased him, "Let's see if you can win Nana over tomorrow." Brother Sun replied, "No problem." He was quite confident. I thought it would be good for them to get to know each other better. Even though the kids weren't home, I went to sleep in my own room, tossing and turning excitedly until I finally couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up and saw that it was almost nine o'clock. I habitually picked up my phone and glanced at it. At three in the morning, Brother Sun sent a message with a smug emoji, saying he had it done. Nana said she was willing, but she had to ask him first. I couldn't help but feel another surge of excitement, and I felt incredibly hard again. This was truly amazing. It seems that netizen named Fish was right; my cuckoldry desires are still quite strong. Hearing me make noise, Nana came in, snuggled into my blanket, and giggled. I asked her what time we chatted until last night, and Nana said it was almost three o'clock, and she was a little sleepy now. I said, "You seem quite willing to chat with him." Nana said, "It feels strange. Brother Sun is very considerate and we have a lot in common when we chat online, but once we meet, I feel like we don't know how to chat." I said, "Maybe many people are like that; they're more relaxed online." Nana lay there for a while, then hesitantly said, "Brother Sun said he wants to meet again today, what should I do?" I chuckled inwardly. That's how wives are; once they ask that, it means they're willing. I replied, "I felt you had a good time yesterday, and it was quite exciting for me too. I wasn't completely relaxed yesterday either, so let's go over this afternoon."

At noon, Nana busied herself again, showering and getting ready. Seeing the overcast sky, she changed into jeans and a fitted T-shirt, looking youthful and shapely, a faint fragrance emanating from her. I teased Nana a little, feigning jealousy. At 3 PM, I contacted Brother Sun and headed straight to the hotel. Brother Sun seemed genuinely sincere; judging from his clothes and conversation, his family's financial situation was rather modest, but booking a family room for two nights at this hotel was a considerable expense. Entering the room, Brother Sun was only wearing underwear and slippers, quite relaxed. He seemed particularly happy to see us, saying he'd slept all morning, and after waking up and showering, he'd been thinking about when we'd arrive. After yesterday, he was much less reserved and less formal. He led his wife to the inner room and got straight to the point. Nana didn't resist and readily embraced him. Brother Sun was indeed very tall; his wife only reached his shoulder. He lowered his head to try and kiss Nana, but she seemed to shy away. I could clearly see that Sun Ge's underwear had created another huge tent. He frantically pulled off Nana's outer clothes and pants, tossed her high heels aside, and lifted her up, placing her on the bed. I silently went into the inner room and drew the curtains, making the room dimly lit. When I looked back, Nana's white bra and panties were also tossed aside, and Sun Ge's underwear was nowhere to be seen, revealing a thick, long, erect penis standing menacingly between his legs. I sighed at Sun Ge's size while giving a wry smile. This was definitely not a man of style; he didn't care what a woman was wearing, he just stripped her naked. A pair of slightly rough hands roamed over his wife's smooth, tender body, kneading between her breasts and her crotch. Soon, Nana's panting and moaning filled the air. Her small hands naturally reached for his massive member, stroking it up and down. She grabbed a condom from the bedside and handed it to Brother Sun. Brother Sun, fully equipped, immediately mounted her, thrusting in heavily amidst Nana's increasingly loud moans! Just like yesterday, his dark, strong body pounded into Nana's delicate body with the speed and precision of a pile driver. Nana seemed to lose consciousness, moaning loudly. I peeked behind her and saw that my wife's lower body was tightly wrapped around Brother Sun's thick, dark penis, a perfect fit! It seemed to have been stretched to its limit! Brother Sun showed absolutely no mercy, pulling almost completely out with each thrust, leaving only half of his mushroom-shaped glans inside. His wife's vulva was pulled open, then closed tightly around the base of his penis with each heavy thrust, leaving only his dark, hairy scrotum exposed. Watching his wife's rapid breathing and constant moans, it was clear she could withstand the force. One was dark-skinned, the other fair; one tall and strong, the other delicate and fragile, their intertwined bodies created a striking contrast! I felt myself reaching my limit, hurriedly went to the outer room, took off my clothes, and started masturbating, but I had no intention of joining in. I preferred the sensory and psychological stimulation. Lying on a bed in the outer room, with an angle perfectly aligning with the large bed in the inner room, Brother Sun hoisted Nana's legs onto his shoulders, leaning down and pressing down on her. Nana seemed folded up, her buttocks raised high and then sinking with each thrust of the strong man. A thick male penis was clearly visible connecting their lower bodies, rising and falling on the spring mattress, producing loud slapping sounds, and her moans grew increasingly louder. Brother Sun seemed tireless in his work on the woman beneath him, the bed already visibly soaked, yet neither of them seemed to notice, lost in the frenzy of sex. This time, Brother Sun truly showed me his abilities. He had been thrusting at such a high frequency for almost forty minutes, covered in sweat but showing no signs of fatigue. His wife seemed to be getting more and more excited, her moans revealing wave after wave of orgasms! A full hour! Brother Sun finally ejaculated with a low growl, the two of them lying on the bed, panting, as if paralyzed... Only the semen in the condom testified to the madness of the moment.
After resting for a while, Nana got up, quickly wiped herself down, put on her slippers, and came out. She hugged me and looked at me. I smiled gently and asked softly, "Was it comfortable?"
"Mmm..."
"Go take a shower."
"Okay."
Nana went into the bathroom, and Brother Sun also got up and came over. He said to me, "It's been a long time since I've been this unrestrained. It feels so good! Nana is amazing!" I asked Brother Sun, "Did you like it?" Brother Sun hurriedly said, "I loved it! It's beautiful! It's so sensitive and feels so good!" Brother Sun was very direct. Brother Sun sat down and asked me if I wanted to do it again later. I replied, "I'll ask Nana later." A moment later, Nana came out, and Brother Sun went to take a shower. I conveyed Brother Sun's wishes and asked Nana if she wanted to do it again. Nana hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently and said that Brother Sun was good at it, but she was afraid I would mind. I hugged my wife and said, "Since you like it, then have fun. Don't think too much about it later. I'll tell you if I'm unhappy, and you should tell me if you're unhappy too!" Nana kissed me gently.
After all that commotion, I was a little hungry. For safety reasons, I didn't go out to eat but ordered takeout and a few cans of beer. I have a low alcohol tolerance, and while we were drinking and chatting, I unknowingly got a little tipsy. But I didn't want to sleep, so I took a shower, also to calm my heightened excitement. Just as I was showering, I heard that familiar slapping sound again. I quickly dried myself off and came out. In the inner room, I saw two people, completely naked, entangled together again. Nana was kneeling on the bed, her white body like a docile lamb, while Brother Sun, like a powerful knight, straddled his wife's buttocks, his hands gripping her shoulders as he thrust forcefully. The huge contrast in their sizes, accompanied by the rise and fall of the mattress, made my beloved wife Nana seem helpless, like a leaf adrift in a storm, or a conquered mount enduring the knight's ravages. But the waves of pleasurable moans shattered this illusion, telling me she was enjoying herself. This position produced a series of wet, squelching sounds from their joined bodies. I quietly went over to check and saw that my wife's lower body was once again soaked. It was already dark, but their battle continued—lying down, prone, sideways. Brother Sun thrust into Nana in various positions, her breasts changing shape under his large hands, the sounds of slapping and moans echoing throughout the room. I had to admire Brother Sun's stamina and ability; they continued for almost an hour before finally finishing. This time, both of them were exhausted, and they lay on the bed in each other's arms to rest. At that moment, they seemed more like a married couple, while I felt more like an observer. After some time, Brother Sun got up to go to the bathroom, then sat down beside my bed and said that Nana was asleep, probably a little tired. I said, "You're amazing! Nana must be tired." Brother Sun handed me a cigarette, lit one for himself, and handed it to me, saying, "It's almost ten o'clock. Why don't you two stay out tonight?" I glanced at Nana, who was asleep, and nodded in agreement. I jokingly asked him, "You must be exhausted too." To my surprise, Brother Sun shook his head and said that two years ago, he once did it five times in one night, each time lasting about the same amount of time. I was quite astonished. Suddenly remembering that he mentioned his wife's health wasn't good, I asked, "With whom?" Brother Sun vaguely said, "With someone else." Since he didn't want to elaborate, I didn't press further, even though I was curious. Brother Sun then opened a few more cans of beer and handed them to me. We started drinking and chatting again, not discussing Nana and my real lives, but mostly talking about his own affairs. After a while, I noticed he kept mentioning his financial situation, always complaining about not having enough money or how hard it was to earn it. This made me a little annoyed. I didn't ask him for gifts or to treat me to meals, even though he had mentioned it before, we hadn't accepted. Perhaps it's just his personality; although he's tall and strong, he's not particularly generous. But I didn't think much of it, since that wasn't the focus of our relationship. However, it's hard to imagine that someone with such a personality could chat so enthusiastically with Nana, who doesn't usually like online chatting, often staying up until midnight. As we drank, thought, and chatted, we ended up drinking quite a bit. I lay down, feeling drowsy, and vaguely saw a sly glint in Brother Sun's eyes. He turned off the lights in both the inner and outer rooms, chatted with me for a few more minutes, and then lay down on another bed in the outer room. I think I heard him answer a phone call, it sounded like it was his wife, but I couldn't hear what she said before I fell asleep.
I was suddenly awakened by a strong urge to urinate. The room was pitch black, and it took me a while to adjust to the light. I got up to go to the bathroom, only to find the bed next to me empty. From the inner room came the creaking of the mattress and a familiar moaning sound. I looked in and saw the large blanket on the inner bed bulging and rising and falling in the darkness. My wife's moans were coming from under the blanket. I didn't know if it was from the urge to urinate or something else, but my lower body immediately became erect again. After quickly and quietly going to the bathroom to relieve myself, I stood quietly at the door of the inner room and heard my wife whispering, "You're really strong. Four times in one night, aren't you tired? This time it took so long."
"Not tired! You're so beautiful, I can't bear to leave you."
"You're just torturing me, my legs are getting weak."
Four times? Wait a minute? Could it be? I picked up my phone and saw it was already past three o'clock. A sliver of morning light was already seeping through the gap in the curtains. It turned out that while I was sleeping, Brother Sun and his wife had done it again. I was a little annoyed. Why did I drink? I missed a chance. I gently masturbated while quietly listening to the sounds coming from inside. The sounds grew louder and louder.
"Wearing a condom is too uncomfortable. This one is a bit tight. Can we not wear one? I promise I won't ejaculate inside."
"No, next time you should buy a better condom. It won't be uncomfortable then."
"Next time? If you like me, I'll come often. But wearing a condom is uncomfortable, and you're uncomfortable too. The pleasure is much less. How about I take it off so you'll feel better?"
"No, really no."
The slapping sounds grew louder, as if they were about to reach a climax!
"Next time I'll fuck you for a whole day and night, okay? I'll fuck you hard. Do you want to?"
"Yes, I want to! Hurry up, it feels good!"
"Next time, can we not wear a condom? It will feel better."
"We'll talk about it later... Hurry up... Harder... Ah..."
After another series of violent thrusting sounds, everything returned to calm. After a rustling sound, the two fell silent. I returned to bed, and soon the man's snoring filled the air; he seemed truly exhausted. Nana, however, came out and snuggled under the covers. I held her close, but she showed little fatigue; instead, she seemed quite excited. I stroked her hair and asked, "Was it good?"
"Mmm, it was good. Although a little tiring, it was really exciting. You were just as good when we got married, but not as much now."
"Passion always fades, which is why we should seek out the passion we love while we're young!"
"Okay, sure, do you love me?"
"I love you to death, I'll love you forever."
"Honey, I love you too, you have to love me in the next life too!"
"Haha, greedy. With such a strong desire, I'll have to worry about it in the next life."
"Honey, I like sex, but even without it, I'll still love you and live my life just the same. Don't say that."
"You know I was just teasing you. Why suppress what you like? This way, we both feel excited, isn't that great?"
"Mmm. Honey, I just feel like I've been dreaming these past few days; I feel like I'm not myself anymore."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's rest for a bit."
We cuddled and took a nap. Before five o'clock, we were already dressed. After all, there were fewer people around at this time, and it was unlikely we'd run into anyone we knew. I woke Sun Ge up; he struggled to get up, but I pressed him down and let him continue sleeping. He hugged Nana and kissed her several times, looking very reluctant to leave. I said goodbye to him and left the hotel to go home.
After washing up at home, I took another long nap. When I woke up, I saw a message: Sun Ge had already left our city and gone home. He left a message saying he'd contact me when he got home.

Nana got up and cooked, tidying up the house, as if nothing had happened, but she seemed to radiate a different kind of glow. I knew it was the nourishment from sex, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. After dinner, I stayed to do the dishes while Nana went to my mother's house to pick up the children. Just then, another message came through on my phone: Sun Ge had arrived home. After expressing his reluctance and longing for the past two days, he asked if he could be our regular single man. After I gave him a positive answer, he was very excited and eagerly asked when would be a convenient time for us next time. I smiled and replied that I was available anytime, but he needed my wife's permission first. Brother Sun asked me if I minded him chatting with Nana regularly. I said, "We've already slept together, why would I mind chatting?" He laughed and said, "That's good."
Honestly, I didn't see anything about his chatting that attracted my wife, but for a while after that, she chatted with him until very late every day. I occasionally secretly looked through their chat history and discovered that he always found common ground with her. He could talk about all sorts of topics that women are interested in very well, acting more like my wife's best friend than a burly man. It was unbelievable to me. His performance successfully dispelled my wife's last bit of discomfort. His occasional mentions of sex were also handled skillfully, making Nana feel itchy and eager. So I stopped worrying about his constant coming, but I didn't indulge myself either. In the following month, with my wife's consent, Brother Sun came twice more. He was still very capable, but my wife didn't agree to stay all night anymore. We would go home after one or two rounds each time. Brother Sun seemed distressed each time we parted, as if he hadn't had enough. But my wife didn't seem to want to be too indulgent. Although she would moan and groan each time, she would always be restrained and say goodbye and go home. For a week, Brother Sun asked us to come over every day, but Nana refused, saying she was busy at work. I talked to Nana about this. Nana said that she really enjoyed chatting with him online and had sex with him. She would always reach a numbing climax. But when they were together, his words were nothing like the feeling of chatting. And although she enjoyed having sex with him, she didn't want to become too addicted. Although I felt a little regretful, it was already a good start. I felt it was inappropriate to rush her to change, after all, this was an experience she had never had before. She needed to adapt slowly; it couldn't be rushed. Sometimes I would remind Brother Sun not to come over too often, since his job rarely involves long trips, and I didn't want his wife to become suspicious; trouble would be bad for everyone. But he didn't seem worried about this, and instead told me not to worry. It's just that he's been very anxious lately because he can't get a date with Nana, and he seemed very frustrated when he talked to me. I could only tell him to take his time.
One day after work, I opened my alternate QQ account, and someone added me through account search. This wasn't the account I posted on the forum, so I was quite surprised. Seeing that the gender was female, I accepted and asked curiously, "Who are you?" At that time, I had no idea that this person would have such a huge impact and change on our lives later.
The other person was online and replied, "Hello, are you Jin Na and her husband? I'm Helpless Fish, that is, Brother Sun's wife!"
In that instant, my mind went blank. Had Brother Sun's affair been exposed? His wife was coming to yell at him? So many people on the forum, I'd never heard of anyone encountering this! Shouldn't she be managing her own husband? How unreasonable must she be to come to us? Although I was a little flustered, I remembered that Brother Sun didn't know much about our lives or our phone numbers. Even if his wife wanted to cause trouble, she wouldn't be able to find us. So, I calmed myself down and decided to see what the other person meant. I replied with
"Hello. You...?"
"You're surprised I added you, aren't you? Don't mind. I know about Brother Sun's relationship with you, or rather, I'm the one who put him in contact with you. I knew and agreed to his visits to you in H City these past few times, so please don't misunderstand that I have any other bad intentions."
I was still a little confused. What was going on? I cautiously asked again, "Uh. I see. Then why is that?"
It seemed like a strange question, but I felt she would understand what I was asking. The other person typed very quickly and soon sent a long reply.
"To avoid any misunderstanding, let me briefly explain our situation. We've been married for almost twenty years and have a very good relationship. The reason we returned here is because of me. He has an extremely high sex drive; we've learned it's due to excessive hormone secretion, which is considered a medical condition. This makes him want sex almost every day. As you can see, not only is his desire high, but his stamina and ability are also exceptionally strong—even more so than when he was younger! In the early years, I was practically exhausted trying to keep up with him, but as a wife, I had to fulfill my duties, and I didn't want him to go out and mess around—it's unsafe. Unfortunately, four years ago..." I was diagnosed with heart disease, a family history. I thought I'd escaped it all after all these years, but it still came to me. After getting sick, I couldn't work anymore and needed frequent checkups, treatments, recuperation, and medication, which was a huge expense. My child's schooling in another city was also a significant expense, and our elderly parents on both sides were frequently ill, requiring further costs. Suddenly, we were struggling to make ends meet. His previous salary was far from enough to cover our expenses, so he reluctantly gave up his relatively comfortable job and learned plumbing to work in this colder region. I love him very much, and he loves me too, without resenting my burden. But my heart can't handle strenuous exercise anymore, and I'm getting older; people might think I'm not interested and make fun of me. He's never said any of this, but I can tell he's been struggling a lot, and he's always exhausted from work. I feel sorry for him and guilty. So I encouraged him to go out and find women to satisfy himself, as long as it doesn't involve feelings or break up the family. I won't go into the details of the twists and turns, but he finally believed I was serious, but he wouldn't allow him to go to prostitutes—it's not clean, and at his frequency, we couldn't afford it. I've been single for a few years now, but women are realistic these days; he's just a plumber. "His social status is low, and besides being tall and physically strong, he has no advantages whatsoever. We don't have the money to satisfy their endless demands, and I'm afraid he might develop feelings. After all, love is selfish, you understand? He's also been with married women, but it's very inconvenient to do it secretly in this small county, and he almost got into trouble. He's a bit disheartened and has become sullen, which really breaks my heart."
I quietly looked at the messages, thinking and processing them, and replied after a moment, "Okay, I believe you, so you chose us? How did you get to know about this?"
A short while later, another bunch of replies came in.
"Old Sun and I were classmates, but in different majors. After graduation, he worked for a state-owned enterprise. After he got sick and couldn't work, our quality of life plummeted. But there are so many expenses, and I didn't want to just stay home and wait to die. So I did what I could to try and ease his burden. I wrote novels, did online order boosting, worked as a shill for online scams, and even moderated many adult websites. I had plenty of free time, and that's how I came into contact with this type of couple. After paying close attention for a while, I now understand this type of couple very well and think they'd be a good match for my husband. So I wanted to try finding a reliable couple with a good relationship who need a single man like my husband. To be honest, you are our..." This is the second couple we've met. Although it's harder to find someone here, we did find one at the end of last year. However, after getting to know them better, we discovered that while they were very satisfied with my husband, their age was a bit of a letdown—they were almost fifty. My husband didn't like the woman. Moreover, they demanded a 1000 RMB red envelope from my husband for each meeting, so it fizzled out. Until recently, when they saw your post about finding a single man, my husband really liked your wife; she's young, beautiful, and not materialistic, so he really wants a long-term relationship with you.”
I couldn't help but think to myself, "So, does that mean my wife is not only young and beautiful but also a freebie?" However, I must admit this woman spoke very clearly and logically, understanding my questions perfectly and expressing herself very clearly. Then I asked her, "Don't you mind your husband's behavior? Brother Sun already knows us, so why did you choose to appear and tell me all this? Aren't you afraid of scaring us away?"
"At first I was sad, but not anymore. He loves me and our family very much, so I'm not worried. Actually, I've always been there. I'm the one who chats with your husband every night. He's not very good at this. I majored in psychology in college and have been exposed to a lot of things online for a long time. And as a woman myself, I understand what women like better. I was planning to leave it at that, but my husband said you're always worried about him having affairs, so he can't always go over there. So I just wanted to explain things to you clearly. Also, he really likes your husband. He says she's beautiful, enjoys sex, and has good stamina, but you two don't meet him often. He's unsure of himself, but his desire is getting stronger. I also wanted to try communicating with you to see if we could do something. I'm really sorry if my appearance and words make you feel bad, but I'm being very honest!"
I've been lurking in various couples' forums for a long time, and this is the first time I've encountered this situation, especially in our case. The thought that this woman wants my wife to satisfy her husband gives me a strange excitement.

After verifying with Brother Sun, I finally accepted this special female netizen, Sister Mei. After a few days of getting to know her, I discovered this woman's special qualities. She always managed to keep you engaged and talking, making you unconsciously talk about many things. I told her about my experiences with Nana, from our school days to our marriage, and Nana's simple hobbies, gentle personality, and her love and desire for sex. Sister Mei seemed very interested, and gradually the conversation drifted to my desire for cuckoldry. I was surprised by how much Sister Mei knew about this; it seemed her claim of being a moderator on many adult forums was true. Under her step-by-step guidance, I almost unleashed all the darkness within me. Finally, when Sister Mei talked to me about online group sex, multiple partners, seduction, exhibitionism, BDSM, and even part-time jobs, and asked me to imagine myself in Nana's shoes, I felt my desires explode, my genitals throbbing as if they were about to burst! I never imagined my desire for cuckoldry was so strong; I felt excited yet also felt incredibly abnormal. Sister Mei told me it was nothing, that many men have cuckoldry thoughts, but they are afraid to act on them, unable to accept reality, or their levels of cuckoldry vary. She asked if I could accept these things. I asked, "Is this really true?" Could an ordinary married woman become like this? It must be fiction... I don't know how much I can accept, but it feels incredibly exciting right now. Maybe I wouldn't refuse as long as Nana is willing.
"It's rare to see such a good relationship between you two. It's not all fiction; much of it is real. It just depends on how much your partner can accept," Sister Mei sent me.
"I don't know, but I'd really like to have more new experiences," I replied immediately.
"That depends on your partner's physical and mental state, as well as your encouragement and understanding. If you like, I'll try to incorporate these things into my conversations with her. What do you think? Do you mind?"
"Of course, that would be great! Thank you!" At this moment, I was a little horny again.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the internet, a woman in her forties smiled slightly.
After my constant encouragement and guidance, and Sister Mei's constant seduction and enticement (pretending to be Brother Sun), Nana couldn't suppress her desires and arranged to meet Brother Sun again this Friday night. But when it was time to leave work, I received a call from my wife saying that her school was having a teaching seminar that evening and she didn't know what time she would be able to leave. I hung up and contacted Brother Sun, telling him that my wife's work was busy and she might be late. Brother Sun said he had just arrived and hadn't eaten yet, and he found a restaurant for me to go over and chat. Thinking I had nothing else to do, I went over myself. When I arrived at the restaurant, Brother Sun came out to greet me and led me to a small private room on the second floor. Inside, I found a woman. Before Brother Sun could speak, the woman stood up, smiled, and said, "Hello, I'm his wife, XX Mei." She was a woman of medium height, around forty years old, with short hair, wearing glasses, and fair but somewhat dull skin. While her appearance was average, a shrewd glint shone in her eyes. I looked at them with some surprise, and Brother Sun quickly said, "Your wife wanted to come and see you. She'd heard about it from me before, and this time it was convenient for her, so she came along." I felt a little embarrassed and hesitant. Sister Mei said that she was just getting to know me and not to mind. She also said that her partner wouldn't know about her for the time being. She would go out for a walk in a while and find another place to stay so as not to affect their activities.
There's nothing a beer can't solve; if one doesn't, two will do. Sister Mei couldn't drink due to health reasons, but after two beers, I was already a little tipsy and excited. She was indeed a woman who made it easy to get to know her and build trust, and although she was more than ten years older than me, I didn't feel any awkwardness in our communication. While waiting for Nana to finish her meeting and come home to prepare, this woman called Sister Mei had completely won my trust. This time, Brother Sun didn't book a hotel room as before, but instead booked a short-stay rental. Sister Mei said it was her idea; it was safer, and the environment would make it easier for my wife to relax and fully immerse herself compared to a hotel room. I thought it made sense, but I secretly added another reason—it was also cheaper than a hotel. It was almost eight o'clock after dinner, and Nana still hadn't finished getting ready. The three of us went to the rental apartment, a two-bedroom, one-living room place, very clean and quite nice. Just as Brother Sun came out of the shower, I received a call from Nana asking for the address, indicating that she had already left. Sister Mei went downstairs, and Nana arrived about ten minutes later! She wore a pale yellow fitted top, a short skirt, and flesh-colored stockings over her straight, shapely thighs. She completed the look with casual high heels and a high ponytail, making her appear tall and alluring. Her beautiful face was lightly made up, and the faint scent of perfume wafted from her, instantly arousing the primal desires of the two men in the room. Having not seen her for a while, my wife sat down and chatted with Brother Sun for a while. During this time, I saw a message from Sister Mei on my phone: "Your wife is truly a woman who can ignite a man's desire. She's very beautiful and charming. No wonder my husband is so smitten. I'm even jealous! Haha, thank goodness you're willing to give her up; my husband is really lucky!"
It seems Sister Mei had been waiting downstairs to check on Nana.
Turning around, Sun and his wife were already embracing. His wife no longer resisted kissing him; their lips were firmly pressed together. It was clear that although she had rejected his advances several times, she was actually quite eager. Having tasted the sweetness, and feeling Sun's large penis and superhuman stamina, she unconsciously began to release herself, unleashing her sexual desires and expectations without reservation! Sun lowered his head and kissed his wife passionately. His high heels greatly reduced the height difference between them, and they were like lovers separated for a long time, embracing and kissing passionately. Sun's hands roamed freely over his wife's body, caressing her breasts, waist, and thighs. After kneading her buttocks for a while, he slipped his hand inside her stockings, rubbing and kneading her genitals through her panties. Finally, his wife couldn't take it anymore and let out a moan. Sun laid his wife down on the bed in the master bedroom, pinning her beneath him. His hard tongue forced its way through her teeth, roaming freely inside her mouth. His hands slipped inside her stockings, caressing between her legs. Nana finally couldn't bear it any longer. Instinctively, she tried to tear open Sun's shirt, and he readily obliged, revealing his strong body and large member. He removed Nana's clothes piece by piece, exposing her fair and delicate body. Then he pounced on her, kissing her ears, neck, shoulders, down to her breasts, abdomen, and thighs. When Sun's large hands grasped Nana's soft feet and spread them apart, his lips pressed against her labia, his wife let out a ecstatic moan, her lower body gushing forth several streams of fluid. A tremor ran through her body—she had reached orgasm! Today, Brother Sun was unusually patient. Although his lower body was already aroused, he continued to kiss and lick his wife's genitals, his hands sliding up her trembling body, firmly grasping her breasts and teasing her pink nipples. Nana had reached her limit at noon, completely forgetting my presence. She moaned and begged as she tore open a condom and helped Brother Sun put it on. Brother Sun glanced back at me, who was standing in the doorway, and grabbed Nana's slender ankles, pulling her to the bedside. He hoisted her smooth, white legs onto his shoulders, and after teasing her overflowing vulva a few times, he thrust his thick penis in forcefully, all the way to the bottom! His wife's labia were stretched to their limit again, tightly enveloping his thick penis. Brother Sun had clearly been holding back for too long, and began to thrust wildly, each stroke seemingly trying to pierce through the woman beneath him, showing no mercy. The man's thighs slapped the woman's buttocks rapidly, the sounds of the slaps echoing loudly. Soon, Nana's fair buttocks turned bright red, but she seemed completely oblivious to the pain, only moaning and shouting ecstatically, releasing herself without restraint. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, welcoming each of Sun Ge's violent thrusts. This frenzied scene thrilled me, and I involuntarily began to masturbate. Sun Ge climbed onto the bed, flipped Nana over, and laid her face down. He spread his thick thighs and straddled her buttocks, his enormous glans penetrating between her legs. He grabbed his wife's shoulders and began thrusting rapidly again. At this moment, Sun Ge was like a proud knight, riding Nana, charging forward, swaying, and circling. The immense force caused the bed to creak under the weight. His wife moaned loudly, sweat soaking several strands of her long hair that clung to her white back, a sight that aroused a beastly urge. Sun grabbed his wife's hands, arching her back as if holding reins, and thrust even harder. His wife's head hung low, her hair cascading to one side, swaying with the rhythm of his thrusts. After an unknown amount of time, his wife suddenly threw her head back and groaned loudly. The intense pleasure of the orgasm made her body tremble again, but she couldn't move under Sun's control, her legs weakly pounding the bed. During her orgasm, her vagina would contract and become exceptionally tight. Sun didn't stop thrusting; instead, he thrust even harder, seemingly using all his strength to force his thick penis into her vagina again and again. After the orgasm, his wife lay weakly on the bed. Sun turned her over and slowly thrust in a normal missionary position for a while. Seemingly responding again, he began thrusting rapidly again, and his wife, seemingly tireless, wrapped her arms around his back, expressing her anticipation. Her slender body responded to the man's passion, her legs spread wide to eagerly welcome the entry of his enormous penis. After more than twenty minutes of this, with varying paces, Brother Sun released with a high-speed thrust and a low growl.
He climbed off his wife, threw the condom into the trash can, and lay flat to one side, seemingly unable to tell that he had just experienced a long, intense forty-minute battle. His wife, meanwhile, closed her eyes and breathed softly. I was suddenly surprised to find that Brother Sun's penis hadn't gone limp after ejaculation; his dark, thick penis remained erect, the dark red glans gleaming eerily under the light. I was astonished. Could he still do it? Didn't he need a rest? Brother Sun's large hand quietly reached between his wife's legs again. At first, his wife didn't react, but as Sun Ge caressed her, her buttocks began to rise and fall slightly with his hands, and she started moaning, louder and more urgent. Sun Ge turned and hugged his wife, kissing her ear, one hand gently pinching her nipple, the other stroking her clitoris. His already sensitive wife couldn't withstand this triple assault; her consciousness began to blur, and her lower body gushed with fluid. She writhed and cried out, "Give it to me! I want it!" Sun Ge whispered something in her ear. His wife seemed not to hear, only moaning and crying out, "Fuck me, fuck me, I want it!" Sun Ge immediately mounted her, spreading her legs and thrusting in hard. I suddenly realized he wasn't wearing a condom! Just as I was about to stop him, his wife let out a satisfied moan of pleasure. I paused, the intense stimulation making me hesitate, and Nana didn't object. At that moment, the indescribable feeling almost made me ejaculate. Sun started thrusting rapidly again. Soon, his wife seemed to feel a different kind of pleasure, one she noticed. She quickly exclaimed, "Why aren't you wearing a condom?!" Sun, still thrusting, replied, "I'm not wearing one. It feels so good. Don't you feel something different too? It feels good, right? Don't worry, I'm very healthy. I've had all the tests done before, everything's fine!"
But…but…my wife said, glancing at me. I nodded, and she didn't continue, only telling Brother Sun, “Absolutely no ejaculation inside! Otherwise, she'll be angry.” Brother Sun hurriedly agreed, thrusting even faster. Once my wife was back in the zone, she felt a difference. The huge glans, no longer restrained by the condom, rubbed directly against the vaginal walls, bringing immense pleasure. My wife's body finally and completely accepted another man's penis without reservation; flesh against flesh rubbed together without any obstruction for the first time. This dual stimulation of body and mind brought his wife to a rapid climax. Her trembling legs tightly gripped Sun Ge's strong waist. Sun Ge, seemingly relieved of the condom's confinement, felt even more comfortable and satisfied. He braced his arms on either side of his wife's head and began his pounding motion, seemingly afraid she would change her mind. He didn't change positions throughout, only thrusting and pounding, bringing his wife to climax after climax. The sheets were soaked with sweat, and both of them were panting heavily. After another half day, just as I began to worry that he might hurt my wife, Sun Ge suddenly pulled out. The sudden emptiness made his wife let out a moan. Sun Ge quickly masturbated, ejaculating streams of semen onto his wife's lower abdomen.

Nana simply wiped herself with a wet wipe, put on her underwear, and lay on the bed, looking both exhausted and excited. Her lower abdomen rose and fell gently, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the frenzy. Sun got up to go to the bathroom, then came over and said to me, "It felt so good! I've been wanting to do this for days. How was it? Exciting, right? Satisfied with me? Haha, it's so
much better without a condom, it's like night and day!" I regained a bit of my senses, picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, and exhaled a long puff of smoke. I said to Sun, "Yeah, exciting. Aren't you tired? But you have to be careful, she doesn't like to ejaculate inside. Don't do anything reckless, or she'll get really angry."
"Don't worry! I know. It's okay, not too tiring. I haven't felt this good in a long time. I'll go to the bathroom first."
Sun didn't even put on his underwear, swaggering his enviable large penis as he ran to the bathroom, looking quite smug. I went to the bedside and asked my wife
, "How are you? Are you alright?"
Nana smiled lazily at me, reached out and took my hand, saying, "I'm fine, it felt great. We did it twice in a row, I felt like I was going to heaven, but I'm a little weak all over. You're not unhappy, are you?"
"No, it was quite exciting, but I was worried you couldn't handle it because Brother Sun was so vigorous."
Nana pulled me closer, kissed me, and whispered in my ear, "Honey, I'm fine, I felt great, it's just that I felt dizzy when I got excited, so I neglected you. Don't be upset."
"As long as you like it and can accept it, just pretend I wasn't there. Watching you have an orgasm also got me really excited."
Nana was a little shy and gently pinched me.
"I want to be fucked by you until I can't move. I still prefer you down there."
I laughed and said, "Alright, stop teasing me, I'm not that vigorous. You rest for a while, I'm going to chat with Brother Sun. Don't just leave me there after we're done, that's not good."
"Hmm..."
I closed the bedroom door and returned to the living room. Brother Sun was leaning back on the sofa, smoking. Seeing me come over, he handed me one and said, "So, how's it going? Xiao Na is satisfied with me, right?" Seeing his confident look, I couldn't help but tease him, "Come on, you're too intense, she's exhausted." Brother Sun chuckled and whispered, "You don't know, most women who enjoy sex like this. If it's too lukewarm, the feeling just won't come, and they won't get excited." I said, "You're quite experienced?" Brother Sun said he wasn't really sure; Sister Mei told him. Okay. Sister Mei's knowledge is truly vast.
After this period of contact, things weren't so awkward between Brother Sun and me anymore. He wasn't as composed and honest as he had been at the beginning; he revealed a lustful side with strong desires. After chatting with me for half an hour, he started to get restless, constantly glancing into the bedroom. I exclaimed in surprise, "No way, Brother Sun? You're thinking about it again?" Brother Sun chuckled. “Normally I need to rest for at least two hours after two consecutive nights, but I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, I’m feeling energetic again. I’ll go check if Xiaona is asleep.”
I nodded helplessly, feeling a mix of anticipation and worry that my wife couldn’t handle it. Just as I was hesitating, I heard my wife gasp from inside the room. I quickly looked over and saw that she had fallen asleep, but Brother Sun had secretly pulled down her underwear, waking her up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Brother Sun’s huge penis looming between her legs, eyeing her menacingly! I saw Brother Sun lean down and whisper something in my wife’s ear, then kiss her ear, his hands roaming restlessly over her body. Soon, my wife’s breathing became heavy again. Brother Sun touched between her legs, then immediately knelt down beneath her, his thick, strong knees spreading her legs apart. With his hands supporting him, he thrust forward, and his huge penis instantly disappeared into my wife’s body. Perhaps still somewhat tired, this time Brother Sun didn't immediately begin with a storm of thrusts. Instead, he held his wife's knees, looked at her face, and slowly thrust in and out. His wife closed her eyes, moaning softly, seemingly enjoying this rare tenderness. After a while, he adjusted himself and sat down, pulling his wife's arm and drawing her into his lap, sitting her on his strong thighs. His wife's arms wrapped around his neck, while Brother Sun's hands were under her buttocks, his arms lifting her up and down with increasing speed. His wife's breasts bounced with her movements, and her beautiful hair rippled like waves. Each thrust lifted her high and then dropped heavily, deeply penetrating Brother Sun's penis. As Brother Sun played with the woman on top of him, looking at her slightly shy face, he couldn't help but kiss his wife's lips again. His wife seemed to gradually reciprocate, kissing Brother Sun deeply and for a long time. This scene resembled two deeply affectionate lovers entering each other's bodies. This continued for a long time. Sun, probably tired, lay down. His wife sat on him and began to move slowly up and down. This was the first time his wife had taken the initiative, and Sun clearly enjoyed it, looking very comfortable. He grabbed his wife's breasts with both hands, kneading them wantonly, and occasionally thrusting hard during her lowering moments. This deep penetration made his wife tremble and moan with each thrust. Gradually, Sun regained some strength, grabbing his wife's buttocks and moving up and down forcefully. The familiar slapping sounds filled the room again. Getting carried away, Sun got up, pushed his wife down, and began to thrust powerfully, lifting her legs! Each time, he not only slammed down quickly but also thrust forward forcefully. His wife moaned loudly, as if crying, her body swaying with Sun's rhythm. After a while, his wife let out a long cry, trembling all over, pushing against Sun's chest with both hands, trying to push him away, but it was futile. Seeing his wife's climax seemed to greatly encourage Brother Sun, who only focused on thrusting forward. His hard penis repeatedly broke through the resistance of her tightly contracting vagina, penetrating to its deepest point. His wife had nowhere to retreat, experiencing the immense stimulation of her orgasm while enduring the powerful impact of the strong man on top of her. Brother Sun finally couldn't withstand the intense contractions and friction in his wife's lower body caused by the orgasm. He thrust a few more times before quickly pulling out, spraying spurts of semen onto his wife's abdomen and breasts. Then he rolled over and lay down to the side, breathing heavily. His wife seemed not to have returned to reality from her reverie, lying there motionless with her legs spread apart, only her lower abdomen rising and falling with her breath. She had been fucked three times in a short period of time, each time lasting almost forty minutes, an experience she had never had before. I also discovered for the first time that my wife's desire and stamina were stronger than I had imagined.
I didn't go in, but went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. It was already late at night, and there were almost no lights on in the houses in the neighborhood. Who would have thought that such a lewd thing had just happened in this still-lit house? I heard the sound of water running from the bathroom. I went back and was surprised to see Nana showering. I couldn't help but laugh; it seemed no matter how tired she was, she couldn't stand being covered in dirt and sweat. I went into the bedroom. Brother Sun struggled to open his eyes, saw it was me, then closed them again, muttering, "I can't take it anymore, I have to sleep for a while." He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over himself. "Go to sleep," I replied, walking to the door and turning off the light. Then Brother Sun spoke again, "It's almost midnight, it's not safe for you two to go back. Sleep here." I asked him what about Sister Mei, and he said she'd moved somewhere else, so I shouldn't worry about her. I hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay." I closed the door and left.
The sound of water was still coming from the bathroom. I took out my phone and sent a message to Sister Mei, explaining the situation. Unexpectedly, Sister Mei was still awake and replied quickly, "I know, thank you for your hard work, you guys rest, don't worry about me, I'm going to sleep soon too." Looking at this message, I suddenly felt very strange. After the intense excitement, a deep weariness washed over me. I went to the small bedroom, spread out the blankets, and lay down. A moment later, Nana came in, and a cold body slipped into my bed, instantly banishing my sleepiness.
"What the hell!! You're such a jerk, crawling into a cold body like that!"
"Oh? Taking advantage of me, huh? Who gave you the courage?"
As she spoke, a cold hand touched my stomach, making me shudder again.
"You're done having fun and now you're going to torment me?"
"Hmm? Jealous?"
"Definitely a little, but if I wasn't jealous, it wouldn't be exciting." I told the truth.
"What should we do? Don't be upset, honey."
"No, I'm a little jealous, but it's really exciting, darling, you're so sexy."
"Really? Do you like it?"
"Yeah. What about you?"
My wife thought for a moment and answered,
"To be honest, it's alright, I quite like it."
"Then let's do it more often!"
"What do I need you for? I want you!"
"Alright, we're an old married couple, what do you mean by 'want'?"
"Get lost, you're the old one, I want you, I want you."
Laughing and joking, Nana and I hugged each other and fell asleep.
A ray of dazzling sunlight shone directly onto my face through the gap in the curtains that weren't fully drawn. Anyone who loves to sleep in knows that the direct sunlight in the morning is the most annoying, both hot and scorching. I groggily turned over and realized that no one was beside me. I checked my phone, it was just past five o'clock. Something occurred to me, and my sleepiness vanished instantly. Without even putting on my slippers, I quietly walked out barefoot and saw that the door to the master bedroom was slightly ajar. Inside, a man's comfortable moans drifted out. Peeking through the crack in the door, Sun was lying against the headboard, while his wife, completely naked, knelt between his legs, her head bowed, taking his penis in and out of her mouth. The glans was too large, and his wife was struggling to take it in, opening her mouth wide each time to forcefully take in the glans, then moving down to cover about a third of the shaft. The glans, glistening with her saliva, moved in and out of her rosy lips. Sun kept moaning and praising his wife, "Xiao Na, you're amazing! It feels so good! Deeper!" He pressed his hands down on her head, pushing her head down repeatedly, but Sun's penis was too large. His wife was clearly uncomfortable, coughing a few times and spitting out the penis. She gasped for breath, complaining, "No, it's too big, I'm choking! You can't even sleep peacefully. You go in and do this several times in a short time, aren't you tired?" Sun said he woke up in the middle of the night thinking about her, but he held back because she was sleeping. He couldn't resist anymore in the morning. "Look how hard it is! Do you want it?" His wife gently stroked his penis up and down, saying, "Come on, I didn't mean to. If you keep bothering me, my husband will definitely be woken up." This was clearly insincere. Sun pounced on his wife, laid her down, and began sucking hard between her legs, his mouth completely covering her genitals. Only her cheeks could be seen moving, making a slurping sound. His wife's body began to writhe restlessly. Sun turned, straddling her head, riding her face in a 69 position, his erect penis facing her mouth. His wife opened her mouth with difficulty, welcoming the mushroom-shaped glans. Sun began thrusting his hips in and out of her mouth like during sex, while his thick tongue continuously licked her genitals. The wife's body writhed and swayed beneath Sun Ge, her mouth emitting muffled moans as he sucked on her penis. Suddenly, her legs straightened, her body trembled, and she spat out his penis, moaning, "Ah! Faster! Don't stop! Faster! Please!"
Hearing this, Sun Ge exerted himself even more vigorously, his head twisting and turning, making a constant rustling sound. Suddenly, he looked up and exclaimed, "Wow, you've squirted so much!"
Seeing his wife's body calm down, he quickly spread her legs wide, turned her around, and thrust his engorged penis straight into her already soaked vulva with a soft slurring sound. He then lifted her legs onto his shoulders, his hands gripping her slender waist as he began to thrust. The moans resumed, and the wife, who had just recovered from her orgasm, was stirred again, her legs limply resting on the man's shoulders, her smooth little feet dangling on Sun Ge's shoulders. The thrusts grew faster and more intense, the wife's face flushed, the man's pumping continued, and the moans became more pleasurable. Suddenly, Brother Sun pulled out abruptly, adjusted his wife to lie on her side, lay down behind her, lifted one of her legs, and penetrated her from behind. One hand held her leg, the other reached under her to grasp one of her breasts, holding her tightly in his arms, his mouth gently nibbling at her shoulder. His wife seemed to enjoy the sensation, panting softly.
The two on the bed seemed unaffected, but I felt my legs ache. I retreated to the living room sofa, sat down, lit a cigarette, and listened to the ecstatic sounds coming from the bedroom through the smoke. The thought that those familiar sounds were now coming from another man's crotch made me unable to resist. I pulled down my underwear and began masturbating, and soon ejaculated. Afterwards, I felt a little listless. No wonder they say lust drives the brain; letting it out made me much calmer and more rational. After washing myself in the bathroom and releasing the pent-up desire from the previous night, I went out. The sounds of sex and moaning continued in the room. Shaking my head, I returned to the small bedroom. Suddenly, I heard Brother Sun groaning. Going over, I saw that he had pulled out just before ejaculating, but the semen seemed to have retreated. He was groaning in discomfort. My wife was also embarrassed and suggested using a condom, saying it was too uncomfortable. Brother Sun shook his head, saying it was fine, it happened occasionally, and if he couldn't continue before ejaculating, it would happen. He said wearing a condom was too uncomfortable. My wife remained silent, her face still flushed. Brother Sun quickly masturbated for a while and finally ejaculated.
Nana came out after putting on her underwear, beckoned me to go into the bathroom, and I followed. I saw Nana explaining the morning's events to me with an embarrassed expression. I said I heard everything, and that we were just out having fun, so don't worry about anything. The goal is for us both to have fun and be excited. After saying that, he slapped Nana's bottom hard, chuckled as he listened to his wife's scream, and ran out.
Around seven o'clock, Nana got dressed and put on her shoes, and we prepared to go home. We told Sun, who looked reluctant to leave, that we'd come back in the afternoon. Sun was very excited, muttering that he'd definitely come early. He waved goodbye to Nana, but then, glancing at her, I noticed something new in my wife's eyes when she looked at Sun—a hint of infatuation.

After getting home and washing up, Nana looked exhausted and went to bed without eating breakfast. I didn't sleep well either, lying in bed unable to fall asleep. After calming down, I reflected on what had happened in the past month. I vaguely remembered having these thoughts when my wife and I were dating, but they weren't as strong as they were later. I don't know when it started, perhaps after marriage when the passion gradually faded, but the desire to have sex with my wife grew stronger. I would watch Japanese AV online, and people would say they only liked watching scenes of wives being violated or couples with only one man. These scenarios and thoughts would excite me uncontrollably. Thinking about this period, I suddenly felt a mix of emotions. Although Nana enjoyed sex and was often unsatisfied, she had always been very docile. From dating, marriage, to having a daughter, from a naive girl to a gentle wife, and then to a young woman becoming a mother, she had been by my side all the way. I used to think our life would be like this: our child growing up, us growing old, ordinary jobs, a peaceful life. But in a single moment, everything changed. Lost in thought, was it regret? Thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be like that. If I could do it all over again, I would still do it. From the beginning until now, I've never tried to convince or comfort myself with various reasons. I did it simply because I wanted to, and I tried. Just like I once said to my wife, why bind our desires with so many things? I don't know if other couples experience the same bittersweet feeling in the early stages as I did, but I know that doesn't mean I'm conflicted. My wife experienced unprecedented pleasure and passion with another man, and I didn't feel jealous or worried. It wasn't because I was always driven by lust, but because I believed in our relationship, so the existence of a single man was the best choice for us... Although I can't sleep right now, my mind is a bit muddled, and my thoughts are all over the place... Suddenly, I wonder if thinking about these things means I'm really worried about something deep down? What is it?
I don't know how long I slept, I'm not even sure if I fell asleep, but my mom's phone call woke me up. She told me that she and my dad had been invited to play cards and asked me to pick up the kids. There was no way around it; playing cards was their biggest hobby, and they couldn't very well take the girl to the mahjong parlor. I hung up the phone and checked the time; it was almost noon. The house was quiet. I got up to wash my face and saw Nana was still asleep. I didn't wake her; I let her sleep a little longer and went out to pick up the child. Just as I left the old lady's house, Nana called. I explained the situation, and Nana said, "Then let's bring her back. Brother Sun, please tell him we can't go today." Her voice was very calm, and I tried hard to discern her attitude but couldn't get a straight answer. I simply asked, and Nana said the child was important, and besides, there was nothing she could do. There would be other opportunities; she just wanted to explain to Brother Sun that she had to break her promise. Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I wanted to say it, but I swallowed it back. I contacted Brother Sun, who was clearly disappointed but understanding. He said it was okay; they would take the bus back soon and would come again in a few days when they had time.
In the days that followed, Nana seemed particularly energetic, always in a good mood, and even gentler around me. She stopped complaining so much after work, unlike before when she'd often tell me about mischievous students or how her voice was hoarse from teaching so many classes. She even seemed to have become more beautiful. Watching Nana's behavior, I thought of someone saying that women need sexual stimulation and muttered to myself, "That's so damn accurate."
After Sister Mei appeared, Brother Sun and I didn't talk much anymore; it was Sister Mei who chatted more. Brother Sun and his wife mostly talked about Sister Mei too. I knew this but didn't say anything. After this period, my wife officially accepted Brother Sun as a special friend, and she had overcome the most awkward stage emotionally. My wife's contact with Brother Sun gradually became more frequent. Whenever Brother Sun wasn't busy at work and it was convenient for us, he would come over and stay overnight. That night, my wife basically didn't get any sleep; she could only rest briefly before being tormented by the energetic Brother Sun. Brother Sun seemed tireless; his interest in my wife didn't diminish but rather grew stronger. Each time, he would unleash the desires he had suppressed for days on my wife. My wife gradually became intoxicated by these endless nights, almost always obliging Brother Sun's requests. She would meticulously dress herself up for each meeting and never refused any position or posture he desired. Even though giving him oral sex was difficult at first, she gradually became skilled. After Brother Sun finished ejaculating and rested for a while, he would pull my wife over and give him oral sex, soon becoming incredibly erect again for a new round of battle. On the other hand, after the initial excitement and stimulation, I no longer felt so excited all night long. I often fell asleep in another room listening to their sounds of sex, only to wake up to moaning.
Summer vacation is here, and every year at this time I envy Nana. Teachers have such good jobs, especially elementary school teachers, who have almost nothing to do for over a month. Nana, clearly not a very ambitious teacher, quickly transitioned into vacation mode after the parent-teacher conference following the final exams, spending her days taking her daughter shopping, playing, online shopping, and sleeping in. Aside from her activities with Sun Ge, I continued my daily routine: work, home, and then spending late at night on the computer. Every night I would chat with Sun Ge and his wife, and I gradually noticed Sun Ge's increasingly ambitious ideas. As we got to know each other better, his conversations became more and more explicit. He always had some fresh ideas, saying he wanted to try dating Nana. Sometimes his nagging annoyed me, but more often I was thrilled by his words. Finally, I promised him that as long as he could get Nana to agree, I would have no objections. Sun Ge seemed very excited and asked if I was serious. I replied, "Of course, it depends on your ability. As long as Nana is willing, I'll do whatever I want, I absolutely won't object." Now I can't even recall how crazy I was at that moment.
The Olympics have grandly opened in the football kingdom. For me, the World Cup, the European Championship, and the Olympics are the three major events I'm most interested in, and my sleep schedule has become irregular. At three in the morning, I yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up and go to sleep. I glanced at the bathroom light and saw Nana and the child sleeping soundly, my phone lying on the pillow. I thought for a moment, then quietly picked it up and went back to my room. I opened it and, sure enough, the phone was logged into a secondary account, and the most recent chat history was over a hundred pages long. I slowly scrolled through it, not remembering the specifics, only that the chat content was no longer what it used to be. Now it was more about blatant teasing, seduction, and flirting. It was clear that my wife was very restless at night; her tone and content were completely different from her normal self, full of lust and desire. Was it Brother Sun or Sister Mei? The text messages were teasing, and she sent many pictures, including various positions, sex toys, and locations for sex. My wife seemed particularly interested in bondage, and we talked a lot about it. Brother Sun said he wanted to try it, but my wife remained noncommittal. This wasn't surprising. Nana and I had tried having sex with our hands tied together before. She came incredibly quickly, and she told me that the helplessness of not being able to struggle or resist gave her a strong sense of excitement. And now it seems that Brother Sun also enjoys it. Looking through our chat history, I sensed my wife's suppressed desires from the past few years gradually surging. Watching her discuss sex more and more naturally with other men, occasionally flirting, I discovered another side of her slowly emerging. At the time, all I felt was excitement and a strange thrill.
Another night, I shared my confusion with Sister Mei, and her explanation was very direct and clear. When Nana first met Brother Sun, I was incredibly excited about this unprecedented experience. But as time went on and it happened more often, the excitement gradually diminished, and I began to feel dissatisfied with the status quo, craving more and newer thrills, wanting to experience more things I hadn't tried before—that's human nature. I wholeheartedly agreed, and I realized I was indeed like that. Sister Mei's advice was that if Nana wanted to experience more, I should rest assured, since our relationship was very strong, and these were just games and wouldn't affect our lives or our relationship.
Regarding Brother Sun and his wife, I feel that despite their flaws, they were very sincere. Undeniably, I was genuinely excited when I imagined those things. At that moment, I didn't realize that not only was my wife beginning to change, but I myself was also starting to change.
Were we changing? Or was it just that a madness that had been dormant within us was being released?
I don't know, I have no answer, and I haven't even thought about it.

August is beer season. Although I'm not a big drinker, I still have a cold beer every night this month to cool off. This year, I drank far more beer than usual. It's because I suddenly found myself getting particularly excited when I was tipsy and thinking about my wife and single man. I don't know when I started liking this feeling. This afternoon was even more special because the person sitting across from me, drinking with me, was Brother Sun. I had never imagined such an awkward situation; I think it's more awkward than a woman having two ex-boyfriends sitting together. Even though we were already quite familiar when we hung out, and even though this wasn't the first time we'd sat together, it felt okay because Sister Mei was there and we talked a lot. But now, sitting alone with this man who shares my wife, I felt incredibly awkward. To be honest, I was quite resistant to this situation, but Brother Sun kept inviting me to come out for a drink, so I finally came. Although we didn't talk about private topics due to the setting, it was still awkward. The topics were nothing more than my relationship with Nana and his relationship with Sister Mei. Brother Sun has a pretty good alcohol tolerance, but he didn't pressure me to drink. In the end, he was already slightly tipsy after I'd only finished one bottle of beer. I asked a question I'd been wanting to ask: Brother Sun, you're out having fun like this, even though it's because Sister Mei isn't feeling well, but the situation is probably different from mine. Doesn't it hurt to see your man going out, or even encouraging him to? Objectively speaking, their relationship is quite good; they've been through thick and thin together. Brother Sun went to pay the bill, saying he couldn't drink anymore, or it would cause problems. I laughed and said, "Don't they say alcohol makes people lose control?" Brother Sun chuckled and said that's nonsense. If you can still do it, it means you haven't had too much to drink. If you're really drunk, you can't do anything
. On the way back, Brother Sun, slightly drunk, talked to me about the question I'd asked. Sister Mei is actually a very capable and bold woman, daring to think and act on anything, with a lot of ideas. But this same woman cares deeply for him and loves him. It's like they were destined for each other. Initially, no one thought it would work, but their lives have become inseparable. Now, it's actually her who's encouraging Brother Sun to go out. I said that Sister Mei was probably still feeling uncomfortable. What Brother Sun said next surprised me greatly. Brother Sun said, "Actually, you don't know, even when your sister-in-law was healthy, she didn't like sex, but she would basically give in to his every whim. But after you saw my abilities, those years were like torture for her. Her heart condition was a relief, but then she developed a strange quirk—she likes to watch me torment other women, tormenting them until they're on the verge of death, like she's getting revenge." I interjected, "Don't most women like sex? You must be quite satisfied with you." Brother Sun waved his hand and said, "Brother, you don't know, many girls can only last a short while. If it goes on too long, they can't take it anymore and say they don't want me to do it anymore. Some women can only last once or twice, then it's over. No matter how much I torment them, their bodies don't react." He continued, "I must say, Xiao Na is really great. She's beautiful, has a great figure, and is gentle. And whenever she wants, a few kisses and touches and she gets wet, getting more and more excited." Over the years, while it's not the first time I've met a woman who enjoys sex so much, I've never met one like Xiaona—so good in every way, able to withstand my demands, and even when I'm tired, she can still go on. I told your sister-in-law when I got back, and she was surprised. Brother Sun, perhaps a little tipsy, didn't consider whether what he was saying was appropriate. I just felt strange; I don't know if this feeling stemmed from Sister Mei, Brother Sun, or from his completely uninhibited assessment of my wife. But I remember those words very clearly. I must say, Brother Sun and I are completely different people. I can be very open online, but in real life, it's difficult for me to say things so naturally. Most of the time, we just talk about unrelated topics. I think this is probably why I can't take the lead in activities like other couples, creating so many passionate and exciting things. I'm more like an observer watching things unfold, only hoping for more to happen. Brother Sun and Sister Mei, however, are increasingly becoming the leaders, guiding and prompting my wife to constantly change, showing me more and more exciting and stimulating things.
In the early hours of the morning, I lay on the sofa in the living room of the rented room. Moans still echoed from the bedroom as the two men, seemingly oblivious to each other's fatigue, were locked in a passionate embrace. My wife and Brother Sun were incredibly compatible; in moments of ecstasy, I could even hear her softly moaning, "I love you, do you like me? Thrust me harder. I'm yours… please…" Brother Sun responded fervently, "Xiao Na, I love you so much," thrusting even harder.
From my wife's conversations with Brother Sun these past few days, and from how she acted when she was with him, I could tell she had already accepted him. My wife was just a simple, normal woman; she couldn't separate sex and emotion as completely as some prostitutes. There's a saying that the vagina is the shortest passage to a woman's heart—that's roughly the idea. I used to think this was just a joke among casual sex enthusiasts or a publicity stunt by sex expert Li Yinhe. But what's happening now proves that a normal woman, after having sex with a strong man for a long time and not disliking him, will develop feelings for him. These feelings may be strong or weak, but they exist, and they are very pure, without self-interest or trivialities, arising solely from and existing only during sex. For a wife, simple sex can be somewhat dull. But when feelings develop, when she accepts, trusts, and anticipates Sun Ge, and even when a hint of something inappropriate arises, body and mind reach unity, and she finally completely releases herself during sex, just like during our honeymoon. We were completely absorbed and lost in the moment, thinking only of the man beside us satisfying us, and we also hoped to satisfy him. My wife may not have realized it herself, but I sensed it and didn't say anything. Besides feeling a thrill at the thought of another man intruding on her heart, I believed it wouldn't cause us any further trouble. I also felt that simple sex might not be the best thing for her, given my own desires. My wife unintentionally revealed her feelings during sex, and although I had sensed it beforehand, I still felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly replaced by intense excitement. I even started having wild, unrestrained fantasies. It's undeniable that the pleasure of fantasizing is often exhilarating, and when those fantasies come true, they can drive you to the point of madness.
Brother Sun has been here for four days now, four sleepless nights. They make love all night until dawn, then go home to rest during the day. At night, my wife showers, changes, and comes with me, full of anticipation, to welcome the new night. And I, without participating at all, have also stayed up almost four nights, witnessing everything as a complete bystander. During the day, I was always at work, dozing off, almost completely distorting my senses between fantasy and reality. I was amazed by Brother Sun's abilities, and even more amazed by my wife's endurance and obsession with sex. Although on this fourth night, my wife felt completely exhausted, she still soaked a large patch of the sheets under Brother Sun's teasing and caresses, moaning and enduring his thrusts again and again. I still remember what my wife told me during the day: she had never felt this way before, so much continuous sex, so tiring, yet she still looked forward to the next night, thinking only of endless sex and orgasms. But this was the last night. Although my wife still had desire, her body finally felt too tired. Brother Sun, though still vigorous, couldn't hide his deep weariness when we parted in the morning, and still had to force himself to pack his things and catch the bus home. I finally couldn't hold back anymore. I had also released myself countless times in the past four days. I made up an excuse on the phone and asked my boss for leave, and went home with my wife. Since leaving the world of Legend of Mir, I've never been this tired. After chatting with my wife for a while after getting home, I fell into a deep sleep.
My child's grandparents had been planning for a long time to buy a small house in Sanya to spend the winter there. In September, they went there with my uncle and his family to start looking at and preparing for the purchase. I couldn't rest at home either, busy studying the various house floor plans they sent back. Brother Sun messaged me again, planning to come over this weekend. I explained the situation—no one to help with the child, so it might be inconvenient—and he seemed quite disappointed. A while later, he suddenly messaged,
"Brother, how about you consider letting Xiaona and I go out alone? We're so familiar with each other, and you know what kind of person I am. I've never tried going out alone with Xiaona before. What do you think?"
I was suddenly a little stunned. I had considered trying it once before, but hesitated and didn't say it. This time, Brother Sun brought it up, and as I thought about it and hesitated, my heart started racing. Perhaps seeing that I hadn't replied for a long time, Brother Sun sent another message: "I was just thinking about it, don't be angry. If it doesn't work, that's fine. We can play again when it's convenient."
I thought about it again and replied, "Okay, it'll be the same. As long as you can get Nana to agree, I'll agree too. But you have to guarantee safety, and take pictures with her phone and send them to me. It would be best to record the whole process as well."
"No problem, don't worry!" Brother Sun replied quickly.
A little while later, my wife messaged me, "He said he wants to be alone with me this weekend. Did he tell you?"
I replied, "Yes, he did. Do you want to go?"
At that moment, I suddenly felt a little uneasy, unsure of what answer I was hoping for.
"I'm a little scared... Wouldn't that mean I'm doing *that* behind your back?"
Looking at my wife's reply, I seemed to sense that she wanted to try it out. Thinking about my wife dating another man alone, I couldn't help but feel my lust rising again, my body burning. I urged my wife, "If I know, it doesn't mean I'm doing *that* behind your back. We've known each other for so long, Brother Sun is really nice. Do you want to?"
"A little... What about you?"
At that moment, my lower body involuntarily hardened again. I knew my wife had agreed.
"I'm home with the kids. I told Brother Sun to take pictures while we're playing, using your phone, and not to let him take them. I'll also record the whole thing."
"I'm worried you might not be able to handle it. What should I do? Okay, I'll go after work and come back early. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me and I'll come back."
"Okay!"
Brother Sun excitedly messaged me, telling me that Xiao Na agreed. I told him I understood, and not to forget what I said, and especially not to make her feel nervous or scared, and not to do anything rash. After promising this, Brother Sun went to take a shower and eat.
This afternoon felt exceptionally long. After work, I rushed to pick up the child, ate dinner, put on some cartoons for her in the living room, and then went to my bedroom. It was already six o'clock when my wife called
. "Honey, I'm almost there."
"Okay. Be careful, don't worry about me."
"My heart is beating so fast. Aren't you angry? I'm afraid you'll be upset."
"No, I'm not. If I were, I would have told you. Don't think too much, just be okay."
"Okay... I'm there, I'll hang up now. I love you."
"Okay, I love you too. Go on."

This was something I had never experienced before. It was an indescribable feeling. I never imagined that one day my wife would be sleeping with another man while I waited alone at home, unable to see or hear, only able to imagine. It felt completely different when she was actually there. I felt anxious, uneasy, mixed with excitement and anticipation, and then all sorts of endless fantasies. I couldn't tell if it was torture or excitement. All sorts of emotions came rushing in, making every minute feel so long, and any disturbance made me feel irritable. Several times I wanted to call, but I restrained myself, lighting cigarettes one after another, only taking a few puffs before stubbing them out. I realized that doing nothing would drive me crazy, but I couldn't concentrate on either movies or games. A slight resentment even crept into my heart. What were my wife and her husband doing? Why didn't they send me photos? Had they forgotten?
For some reason, I clicked on Sister Mei's profile picture and sent her a message: "Brother Sun and Nana had a date today, did you know?" Sister
Mei replied shortly after: "I know, he told me. Don't worry, it's okay."
And so we started chatting. Later, thinking back on this scene, I felt incredibly strange. My wife and her husband were having sex outside, and we were chatting here. Sister Mei's words were still very attractive, and even this strange relationship didn't make me feel awkward. On the contrary, I vaguely felt that she seemed more excited than me. I couldn't help but laugh. I've seen many cuckolded wives, but this was the first time I'd seen a wife so excited about her husband's infidelity. Sister Mei asked me why I never joined in when I was clearly present. "Don't you want Xiaona to do it with you two?" I thought for a moment and answered her, "I don't know. I only know that every time I watch them do it, I find it very exciting but I don't have the slightest desire to join in. Even when I'm painfully aroused, I only want to ejaculate myself. Watching other men release their pent-up desires on my wife gives me a greater sense of excitement than having sex with her myself. I'd rather be an ignored bystander." Sister Mei then asked, "If there were another man, would you like it? Would you prefer it to be you or another man?" I answered her, "The latter."
The clock struck nine. My wife had sent me over ten photos on WeChat around noon, clearly taken by my husband, Sun, with his phone. There was also a short video. I eagerly opened it, and the first thing I saw was my wife's smooth thighs, her pink vulva with a thick, dark penis inserted straight in, gently thrusting. The camera panned to her face; my wife's eyes were closed in a daze, panting, her cheeks flushed, and fine beads of sweat clearly visible on her forehead. Knowing my wife well, I immediately knew she had just experienced an orgasm. The intense visual impact made my blood boil. Forgetting my conversation with Sister Mei, I lay on the bed and unconsciously began to masturbate rapidly. Each photo created a powerful visual impact. I never imagined it would give me such a thrill in this way. My wife was out having a passionate affair, while I waited at home. This situation—unseen, uncontrollable, and only imagining and waiting—brought me even greater psychological stimulation. This stimulation was stronger. In a daze, I even felt a sense of estrangement from my wife, a estrangement that overlapped with years of familiarity, making it difficult for me to distinguish between illusion and reality. I was no longer able to calmly consider reality; I was only aware that I was intoxicated by this thrill, witnessing my incredibly intense cuckoldry desires. When this cuckoldry scenario truly happened in my life, thinking of my wife of many years, I felt no resentment or shame, only a desire for it to intensify. As my masturbation increased, various fantasies flashed through my mind. At the moment of climax, I could hear a low, masculine groan escaping my throat. I lay
limp on the bed, looking at the messages from my wife on my phone. She told me she was resting, asked what the children were doing, and how I was doing. At that moment, I didn't want to care about anything. I just lazily replied with a few words telling her not to worry, then put down my phone, closed my eyes, and savored the pleasure I had just experienced. After ejaculating, I felt much calmer and more composed. When I encouraged my wife to engage in this game, I never imagined it would come so violently. The dynamic of "playing hard to get" has gradually become the norm in our lives. My wife, after the initial confusion, shyness, and reserve, is like a flower bud blossoming from nourishment, beginning to accept and enjoy the experience. She's accepting another man, both physically and emotionally, and is intoxicated by the passion this powerful man brings. I, too, feel myself falling into this game, constantly seeking more and stronger thrills, no longer concerned with whether it's heaven or abyss. Now, when I make love with my wife, she still enjoys it, but my mind is filled with images of her and Brother Sun; it seems only in this way can I become excited and erect. My wife's work and life are usually either peaceful or serious—a gentle young woman, a strict teacher—but this stark contrast makes me crave more. I don't know if other husbands in this game feel the same way; I only know that I enjoy this life full of anticipation.
When the intense light fades from my eyes, I return to reality, brushing my child's teeth and washing her face, putting her to sleep. For a moment, I feel a sense of disorientation—which is real and which is fake? My wife hasn't messaged me again. I can imagine what's happened over there. Entering this game and immediately encountering such a powerful single man like Brother Sun, making her unable to resist—is that lucky or unlucky? Starting so high, will she feel a sense of loss when she encounters other single men later? I shook my head, banishing these strange thoughts, and went back to the bedroom, opening the photos I'd just seen and continuing to look at them, pondering. My wife is impulsive in sex, but naive in real life. In many conversations, she's openly expressed her liking for Brother Sun, and every weekend she shows anticipation. She believes in our relationship just like I do, and she's acutely aware of the thrill it brings me, which makes her even more proactive and unrestrained. I believe her feelings for Brother Sun are genuine; otherwise, given her personality, it's difficult for her to be alone with a man, let alone indulge in passion in a house. There's more than just desire and trust involved; there's also a different kind of love.
Suddenly, another video came in. I quickly opened it, but what I saw shocked me. My wife was lying naked on the bed, writhing, her hands tied together above her head with a shoelace, fixed to the headboard. There was a hint of tension in her eyes, but mostly excitement, evidenced by her rubbing legs. I was very surprised. I had indeed talked about this with Brother Sun before, and he had seemed very excited. I never expected it to happen while I wasn't there. This was completely unexpected; I thought she would discuss it with me. Now, I was passively witnessing this moment. My wife's desire for sexual stimulation was stronger than I imagined, and her attitude towards Brother Sun was beyond my expectations. Sex, trust, and obedience to Brother Sun's demands led my wife to reluctantly have her hands bound. Although she couldn't resist the physically strong Brother Sun even without resistance, this action not only stimulated his desire but also expressed my wife's attitude towards him. The video shakiened for a moment before stabilizing, revealing Sun's tall, muscular body. He was also completely naked, his erect penis looming over the bed. Perhaps it was an illusion, but his already thick penis seemed even larger. Without further movement, Sun rolled over and sat on his wife's chest, pressing his hips down and beginning to thrust. He had clearly penetrated her mouth, the frequency and amplitude of his thrusts increasing, like during sex. His wife clearly felt uncomfortable but couldn't speak; her hands were pinned to the headboard. Her delicate body was firmly beneath the strong man, unable to resist. Only her bare legs weakly kicked and groaned on the bed. Just as I began to worry, Sun pulled out. His wife coughed intermittently but wasn't angry, only panting and complaining that Sun's glans was too big and the penetration was too deep, causing discomfort. Sun's expression wasn't visible, but his actions appeared somewhat frenzied and brutal. Clearly, the scene greatly stimulated and satisfied him. He flipped his wife over, lifted her up, spread her legs, and thrust heavily into her, holding her waist. Without any foreplay, he began a storm of thrusting, showing no mercy. The loud slapping sounds were clearly audible even in the video. His wife, bound and restrained, could only lie prone on the bed, her head resting on the pillow, emitting muffled sounds, a mixture of moans and sobs. Her body trembled, her waist gripped tightly by the burly man behind her, being pulled forcefully towards his crotch with each thrust. Sun, caught up in the moment, suddenly raised his hand and slapped his wife's buttocks. The force wasn't apparent, but the sound was crisp. His wife's body jerked briefly before returning to normal. Sun, one hand on her waist, continued slapping her buttocks with the other. He seemed to be muttering something, something Nana really liked during sex, and Sun Ge clearly liked it too. As the thrusting increased, the slaps on his wife's buttocks also became stronger, quickly turning them red. His wife said "go easy," but didn't refuse, her body also becoming flushed. This time, Sun Ge ejaculated quickly, leaving a pool of semen on his wife's back, then grabbed her breasts hard a few times, got out of bed, and turned off his phone. The video call ended. After
turning off the video, he saw a few more messages from his wife: "Honey, did you see that?" "Asleep? I'll be home in a bit after I shower."

It was already very late, and while everyone else was asleep, our conversation was still going on in my bedroom. The lights weren't on; the moonlight streaming in from the window softly bathed the bed. Nana nestled in my arms, neither of us sleepy.
"You really surprised me today. I didn't expect you to dare let him tie your hands. Aren't you afraid he'll do something bad to you?" "
After all this time, I think Brother Sun is alright. If I didn't trust him, he wouldn't have gone alone tonight. Besides, with his size, if he really wanted to hurt me, whether I tied my hands or not wouldn't make much difference. I hadn't planned on this, but when he suddenly brought it up, I thought it was pretty exciting, so I agreed. You're not upset, are you?"
"No, it was pretty exciting. How did you feel?"
"Hmm... It felt much more exciting than normal, especially when I wanted to struggle but couldn't, I suddenly felt an orgasm. He was also very excited, like a different person, suddenly becoming very rough and forceful. He seemed different when you were with him, like he was completely relaxed."
I pulled my hand away and sat up a little, took a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it. I seem to be smoking more and more lately.
"Why are you back so early? I thought you were going to be up all night again."
"I still felt a little uneasy. I've never been alone with anyone like this before, and I kept overthinking. If I lost focus, I wouldn't feel anything. I was worried that you couldn't handle it at home, so I came back after two rounds. "
"I felt a little strange at night, but it's okay. I'm not angry, so I feel better. Besides, if I really couldn't stand it and got angry, wouldn't I call you?" My
wife gently twisted my head, adjusted her position, and responded with a hint of reproach mixed with a joke, "So I was just being presumptuous. Then I won't come back next time, you can stay by yourself!"
I didn't respond to her and continued to ask her, "Do you like playing like this?"
"It's pretty good. I feel quite relaxed with Brother Sun now, and it feels much more comfortable. I was reserved at first. What's wrong? You don't like it?"
"I like it. I just wanted to ask how you feel. I'll find you better single men in the future, a whole bunch, otherwise I won't be able to satisfy you."
"Are you willing to do that?" "
It's just for fun. As long as we both like it, that's fine. Do you want it?"
"If it's safe, then it's okay, but he has to be handsome, haha. " " But it can't affect us. I don't want us to be unhappy because of this."
"No, if you like sex, let's do it more often. I like it too. It's a good way to spice up our lives."
"Won't you feel uncomfortable if I'm always doing it with other people? I still prefer doing it with you. It feels good."
"Don't you feel uncomfortable doing it with Brother Sun?"
"It feels pretty good now. I'm still slow to warm up. Honey, is it abnormal that my desire is so strong?"
"What's abnormal about it? Many men would beg for a wife like you. I'll find you two single men to do it with you when I get the chance."
I tried to gauge my wife's attitude with a joking tone.
"Come on, I might not even be used to doing it with you. It would feel like gang rape. I don't like it, I can't stand it!"
"Haha..."
My wife's attitude seemed quite firm. I didn't continue the topic to avoid backfiring, but instead brought up another topic. "I'm quite familiar with Brother Sun now. He doesn't seem like a bad person. How about we do it at home next time? It doesn't feel safe going out. I can't see him."
My wife seemed a little surprised. She looked up at me and said, "Huh? Is it okay? Is everything alright? Besides, what about the child at home?" It
seemed Nana wasn't against the idea, but she was a little hesitant and worried about the child. I pressed on.
"What could possibly happen? You can relax more at home. Besides, our daughter is so young and doesn't understand anything. She sleeps very soundly at night, not moving or waking up all night."
"Are you sure it's alright? I also feel a little uncomfortable in unfamiliar surroundings."
"If he were a bad guy, he would have found our house by now, even if he'd been following us. Brother Sun is a good person, just a bit lustful, but a nice guy."
"Okay then, you talk to him. I'm a little embarrassed."
Surprisingly, we reached an agreement on this matter very easily. I don't know what time it was, but I fell into a deep sleep with Nana in my arms. When I woke up, it was already bright daylight. My wife was no longer beside me. Only the sounds of cooking came from the kitchen and the child's slightly off-key nursery rhyme. It was the same morning as every other household, but no one knew what kind of story had unfolded in this home.
I rushed to work, quickly finished my tasks, and told Brother Sun about our idea. He was very happy, saying he'd had this idea for a while but hadn't mentioned it to avoid upsetting us. We chatted for a bit longer and decided on tonight. After a while, another thought popped into my head. I texted my wife, "I told him he's coming over tonight. What do you want to do? Go out together? Or do you want me there? Or should I just go out for a bit?"
Half an hour later, my wife replied, "I just finished class. Is it okay for you to go out? The child is still at home. I'm worried about what will happen if the child wakes up."
"I'll just stay downstairs and come back up in a bit. Don't you like the feeling of him being alone with you? If not, I'll stay home."
A little while later, my wife replied, "Then go out for a bit."
I felt a surge of excitement again.
It was 8:30 pm. The child had just fallen asleep in the main room, my wife was taking a shower, and I was secretly fiddling with the computer in the smaller room. I logged into QQ on both my computer and phone, sent a video link, adjusted the computer's webcam angle, and clearly displayed the scene inside the room on my phone. Then I locked the computer screen, and upon hearing the bathroom door open, I quickly turned off the monitor. Soon, Nana emerged, wearing black stockings, a coffee-colored lingerie nightgown, and high heels. Her wavy hair, not yet fully dry, cascaded down her back, making my lower body tingle. Lately, I'd slowly felt the passion I'd lost returning, and I noticed my wife was becoming increasingly beautiful and sexy. At that moment, she had a shapely figure, fair skin, and a captivating allure, exuding the charm of a young, alluring woman. The faint scent of her bath lingered in the air, and even after so many years together, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Thinking about what was about to happen, my heart pounded even faster. Nana came over and sat on my lap, hugging me. "Honey, does this look good?"
"Yeah, it looks good,"
I said, running my hand over my wife's thigh, which was covered in stockings. I suddenly noticed that she wasn't wearing pantyhose today, but two separate high stockings. My wife had never worn stockings like this before; she usually wore normal pantyhose. I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you wearing these? When did you buy them?"
"I bought them a while ago. He said he liked seeing me in stockings, but the ones I wore before couldn't be used, so he bought two of these. What's wrong? Don't you think they look good?"
My wife was clearly becoming more and more compliant with Brother Sun's ideas and requests, even showing a fawning attitude. I was the one who pushed my wife to this point. Now that she was truly accepting, engaging, and enjoying these things, even developing a strange affection for another man, I couldn't quite describe my feelings. Jealousy? Envy? Excitement? A jumble of emotions tangled together, and this complex mix of emotions made me even more excited, hoping my wife would become more and more... Calm thinking and a frantic pursuit were intertwined. I absentmindedly complimented my wife a few times, reminding her not to turn off my computer because I had games running. I often leave my computer on all night playing games, and Nana didn't seem to think it was a problem. A moment later, my wife's phone started ringing incessantly; clearly, Brother Sun was getting anxious. I got dressed and left before Brother Sun arrived downstairs, entering the stairwell. A short while later, I heard a knock on my door.
Putting on my headphones, I could only hear voices, but couldn't make out what they were saying. My wife and I had agreed to tell Brother Sun I had to go to work overtime, so I guessed Brother Sun came in to ask something since I wasn't there. About two or three minutes later, Brother Sun entered the video call, kissing my wife passionately. He seemed very eager, roughly pressing her against the wall and kissing her deeply, his hands inside her pajamas, kneading her breasts, seemingly a little too forcefully. My wife frowned and whispered something, but it was too soft to hear. Sun stopped what he was doing, looked around the room, and talked to his wife, seemingly about home renovations. After a few words, he pulled Nana onto the bed and continued kissing her, his hands roaming over her black-stockinged thighs, occasionally grabbing them, then slipping under her nightgown to caress her genitals. In the video, Nana's legs twisted restlessly, then suddenly clamped together, only to be separated by Sun's strong thigh. Her hands seemed to try to push him away but couldn't budge him. Soon, her legs slowly parted on their own, and moans came through the earphones. Sun kissed his wife's neck, pulled her panties down from under her skirt and tossed them aside, then lifted her skirt and buried his face between her legs, grabbing her high heels and spreading her legs wide. The moans in the earphones grew clearer; his wife was clearly aroused by his caresses, her hands gripping his head and her body twisting erratically.
The stairwell was pitch black and quiet, save for the glowing phone and my heavy breathing. A moment later, Brother Sun stood up, stripped off his clothes, and stood barefoot in only his underwear. He pulled his wife off the bed, and the two of them stood sideways in front of the computer. Brother Sun removed his wife's pajamas, leaving her in stockings and high heels. The contrast between them was even more striking now. Brother Sun was tall and muscular, with dark skin, while his wife appeared delicate and fair in comparison, only reaching his chin even in high heels. Brother Sun pressed his wife's head towards him, and she opened her mouth to kiss his chest. His large hands pressed down on her shoulders, clearly exerting pressure. She resisted slightly, but his hands increased the pressure and pressed down several more times without success. Brother Sun seemed impatient, and I heard him clearly say,
"Kneel down!"
I almost thought I misheard. This was the first time I had seen Brother Sun show such a forceful side. Although my wife was very gentle, we had never been like this during sex. He looked at his wife with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. She glanced up at him but didn't say anything, then lowered her head again, hesitant. Sun removed his hand from her shoulder, looked down at her, and repeated, "Kneel down! Quickly."
His wife moved slightly, bent her knees, and slowly knelt down facing him.

Watching this scene on the video, his heart pounded. His wife, wearing only stockings and shoes, was almost naked, kneeling on the floor, her face directly facing Sun's crotch. He couldn't see Sun's expression, only that he looked down at his kneeling wife, pulled down his underwear, and his thick, dark penis, erect like a venomous snake, sprang out, almost hitting her face. The dark red glans gleamed evilly under the light. Brother Sun bent down, grabbed his wife's long hair, and lifted her head. His mushroom-shaped glans was positioned directly against her rosy lips. After a moment of resistance before kneeling, his wife relaxed and willingly opened her mouth, taking his penis inside. Brother Sun began to thrust his hips, plunging his thick penis into her mouth with each stroke, making hissing sounds and occasionally saying, "Take it deeper." His wife gradually adapted, her hands gripping Brother Sun's thighs, her mouth drooling with his thrusts, sometimes spitting out his penis and licking back and forth between his scrotum and penis with her tongue.
In this situation, unbeknownst to either of them, I witnessed Brother Sun's unrestrained side for the first time. Because I wasn't present, his intense desire to conquer made him crave to control my wife and satisfy his inner desires. My wife's obedience and liking for him also exceeded my previous understanding. Brother Sun had completely shed his initial caution and restraint, seemingly having seen through my wife's sexual desire and infatuation with him, and thus gradually revealing his most authentic self.
Sun sat on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs. His wife knelt at his feet, her head bowed beneath his crotch, bobbing up and down. Sun removed her hands from his legs, positioning her in a prone position with her hands on the floor. His wife, oblivious to her subservient position, focused solely on her vigorous sucking and swallowing. Sun looked down at the woman beneath him with satisfaction, pressing her head down against his groin repeatedly. He could hear her gagging through his earphones, yet he continued to press her head down. Then, Sun lifted his legs and placed them on his wife's shoulders, trapping her body between them. He tilted his head back, a look of blissful satisfaction on his face. After a while, he released her, stood up, and took a roll of rope from his bag. He whispered something to his wife, who hesitated for a moment before nodding and putting her hands behind her back. Excitedly, Brother Sun tied his wife's hands tightly behind her back with a rope, picked her up and placed her on the bed. He then flipped over and straddled her face, thrusting his erect penis into her open lips. He began to thrust rapidly, like during sex. His wife's legs struggled weakly, and her high heels were kicked off. Just as I was worried that my wife couldn't take it anymore, Brother Sun stopped, pulled out his penis, grabbed his wife's legs, which were clad in black stockings, and placed them on his shoulders before forcefully thrusting his penis in again. His wife let out a cry and twisted her body, but she was firmly controlled by the strong man. All that could be heard was his wife saying,
"Can't you go slower, be gentler?" Upon
hearing this, Brother Sun slowed down his pace, but each thrust still went all the way in. The sound of water gradually came from where the two were joined, and his wife's pleasurable moans came through the earphones. Brother Sun increased his pace while kissing and licking his wife's legs, occasionally giving them a light bite. His wife seemed to enjoy it, moaning and murmuring, "Bite me, please, bite me... ah... I can't take it anymore, I'm your woman, thrust into me harder, harder!" Brother Sun became more and more frenzied, lightly biting his wife's ears, neck, shoulders, legs, and even leaving his saliva on her small feet wrapped in black stockings. The wife, her eyes glazed, looked at the sweating man, Sun, and cried out,
"Darling, do you like making love with me? Do you like me? Do you love me? Say you love me!"
Sun, thrusting, responded,
"I love you, I love you to death! You're so wet, I'm going to fuck you to death!"
"I love you too, come on, fuck me, don't hold back."
The wife was completely lost in the passion, only craving orgasm.
"Call me husband!"
"...Little husband."
The wife seemed not entirely lost in the moment, unwilling to share that title with anyone else. Sun, however, seemed quite satisfied with the title, thrusting even harder, using all his strength to penetrate her, his breathing growing heavier. "Want to cum inside, okay?"
Hearing this, the wife seemed to snap back to reality, resolutely refusing. Sun appeared somewhat disappointed, but didn't force himself on her. After a few more minutes of thrusting, he suddenly pulled out, his semen spurting onto his wife's lower abdomen. He then lay down beside her, took out some toilet paper, and wiped her clean. He embraced his wife and kissed her neck. Nana enjoyed the post-coital caresses, closing her eyes and tilting her head back to make it easier for him to kiss her. Sun's hand slid down to his wife's lower abdomen again, gently stroking her before inserting his middle finger into her vulva. His wife seemed displeased, perhaps feeling it was unclean, but with her hands bound, she could only protest, twisting her body and asking Sun to let her go. Sun didn't release her; instead, he turned her to the side, lifted one of her legs, and inserted himself from behind! I was quite surprised; it was too fast, with less than ten minutes of rest in between. His wife also seemed surprised but happy. This time, there was no passionate thrusting, but rather a gentle embrace. His wife's buttocks pressed against Sun's hips, gently responding, her eyes closed in his arms. Without close inspection, it was impossible to tell they were joined; it looked more like a strong husband embracing a delicate wife in rest. They lay there, intimately cuddling, seemingly asleep, only the slow, undulating movements of Sun's buttocks indicating they were still making love. I was getting tired of standing, so I sat down on the stairs to smoke. The erotic atmosphere inside shone faintly in the dark, quiet stairwell. The passionate lovemaking had made me aroused and my head was spinning, but this tender intercourse also gave me a strange thrill. I couldn't help but fantasize that I was my wife's only boyfriend, who later became her husband, and that she had never had any other relationships. If I really fell in love with him, wouldn't that be a new kind of feeling? What would Nana be like if she loved two men at the same time? Lost in thought, I don't know how much time passed when my wife's voice suddenly grew louder in my headphones, startling me awake. The previously frozen scene in the video had changed. My wife was kneeling on the bed, her hands still bound behind her back, her upper body arched high. Brother Sun straddled her buttocks, gripping the ropes on her wrists and thrusting forcefully. His strong arms pulled her upper body into an arc, his hips slamming violently against her buttocks, all the while muttering something. He pulled the ropes forcefully, dragging his wife towards him, like a knight riding a warhorse, charging forward, turning left and right! My wife's voice grew louder and louder, becoming somewhat hysterical, her breasts thrusting forward, trembling incessantly with the rhythm! The incessant slapping sounds came through the earphones. It was as if Brother Sun wanted to pierce his wife; his arm muscles bulged as he forcefully pulled her upper body high, his strong waist driving his firm buttocks to slam into her with all his might with each thrust. Occasionally, he would pull out a hand and grab her white, pert buttocks, then slap them hard. Each slap elicited a scream from his wife, like a warrior charging into battle, her horse neighing incessantly. This intense scene made my blood boil; my hard lower body trembled in my hand, and the screen on my phone shook. After Brother Sun ejaculated on his wife's buttocks, Nana lay there motionless, seemingly exhausted. But when Brother Sun untied her bound hands, she told him she was going to wash up, jumped out of bed, and ran to the bathroom. It seemed the sweat and semen on her body made her very uncomfortable. Brother Sun lay there lazily, resting, his penis finally no longer erect.
Just as I lit a cigarette and was about to relax a bit, my phone rang abruptly in the stairwell, startling me! It was my wife calling.
"Where are you?"
"Nowhere to go, so I came to the office. What are you two doing? How did it go?" I lied on the spot.
"Not bad, we did it twice in a row, he's a little tired, it was too crazy, I just needed to finish."
"How did you feel? Haha, was it good?"
"Yeah, not bad... Come back soon! It's almost midnight." My wife, having calmed down, returned to normal, seemingly a little embarrassed to talk about the madness she had just experienced.
"Haha, if you like it, I won't come back." I teased Nana.
"Come back soon, you can't let my husband stay out all night just because I'm having fun, that's just... you know." "
Okay, I'll be back in a bit. Is the child awake yet?"
"No, I just went in to check, he's sleeping soundly."
"That's good, I'll be back in a bit."
"Okay."
I hung up the phone and took another deep drag of my cigarette, the smoke crackling. Brother Sun was still lying there resting when his wife came in again. She had taken off her black stockings and changed into a semi-transparent camisole nightgown. Brother Sun turned around and beckoned his wife over. After tossing him a bottle of mineral water, his wife lay down next to him. A strong thigh pressed down on her legs, and his arm reached under her neck, holding her tightly in his arms. Nana obviously felt it was too heavy, so she pushed away the thigh pressing down on her and turned over to lie on her side facing Brother Sun. The two of them whispered to each other. Suddenly, my wife sat up and said it seemed the baby had woken up. She said she'd go check on him and then hurried out. Brother Sun sat up against the headboard, picked up his phone and made a call, but couldn't hear what was being said. He put it down after a short while. Just then, my phone received a message. I picked it up and saw it was from Brother Sun: "Brother, aren't you done yet? Why aren't you back?"
I was a little puzzled. I switched back to the video chat, and Brother Sun was still lying there. I thought for a moment and laughed, knowing who was using his account to talk to me, but I didn't say anything.
"At work, just finished something, about to head back. How are you two doing?"
"So comfortable, thanks for trusting me, bro."
"We've known each other for so long, you seem like a really nice person, and she seems to like you a lot too. What's she doing?"
"Looks like the baby's awake? Yeah, I also think you two are a great couple, and I especially like Xiaona, she's so beautiful and gentle, elegant and intellectual, and you two are so compatible."
Wow. Is this something Brother Sun would say? I pretended not to know and replied, "That's good, if you both feel good about each other, you can date long-term."
"Yeah, that's what I think too, I'm liking your wife more and more, I wish she could be my mistress, haha, just kidding."
"Sure, then you should ask her, see if she's willing." I replied without thinking.
"Really? You're willing to do that? Okay, I'll ask her later, I'm getting excited just thinking about it."
After a few more words, I said I had to go back, ending the chat. But I leaned against the wall to calm my inexplicably excited heart. Switching back to the video feed, I saw Brother Sun on the phone again, and his wife still hadn't returned. My daughter usually doesn't wake up, but once she does, Nana has to hold her for ages before she can fall asleep again. I was planning to go inside now, but after reaching the door, I thought about it and went back to the hallway. Brother Sun waited listlessly for his wife for a while before she returned. Brother Sun seemed to have regained his energy, got up, pulled his wife onto the bed, took off her pajamas, and began kissing and caressing her body incessantly. His wife responded to him, her hands constantly stroking his strong body. Seemingly sensing Sun's reaction, she proactively pulled down her underwear and whispered something to him, seemingly actively seeking his affection. Without much foreplay, Sun immediately mounted her, moving slowly and deliberately. Their lips met in a deep, long kiss, lasting over ten minutes. Sun whispered something in his wife's ear, seemingly kissing her, and slightly increased his speed. His wife slowly lowered her legs, which had been wrapped around his waist, and shook her head, saying something. Sun continued, but she only shook her head. His movements stopped, but he didn't withdraw. They continued their exchange like this. After a while, things returned to normal, and their passion resumed. I went to the door, gently opened it, went into the living room, took off my coat, and first checked on the girl—she was fast asleep. Then I quietly went to the small room and opened the door a crack. The two inside knew I was back, but they were used to it and it didn't bother them. I went inside, took out the ashtray, and gently closed the door, leaving only a small gap so I could clearly see the scene on the bed. When he was alone, Brother Sun seemed unrestrained and carefree. With me present, he seemed to have a different kind of superiority, and he thrust even more vigorously. Soon, he reached the final climax. Brother Sun was thrusting with an astonishing frequency and amplitude, and his wife was moaning loudly in ecstasy. After a few dozen seconds, Brother Sun suddenly pulled out his penis and quickly sat on his wife's chest. His wife opened her mouth and took the glans in completely. Brother Sun quickly stroked his penis a few more times and ejaculated into his wife's mouth. This was the first time I had seen Nana let him ejaculate in her mouth. After ejaculating, she didn't pull out immediately, but instead lifted her head slightly and took his penis in even deeper. She sucked for a while before pulling his penis out of his wife's mouth. The dark red glans was cleaned very thoroughly. His wife pushed him away, leaned over the edge of the bed, and spat the semen in her mouth into the trash can. She then took a bottle of mineral water, rinsed her mouth several times, and then sat up to tidy herself up. I stuffed my hard penis back into my underwear and quietly retreated to the living room to lie down on the sofa. A moment later, Nana came out naked and squatted down beside me.
"Honey, why are you home so late? Was it exciting?"
"Yeah, exciting. You're getting more and more uninhibited.
" "What? Are you unhappy?"
"No, why do you always think I'm unhappy? If I was unhappy, I would have said so. What else would I be hiding from you? I really like you like this, it feels really exciting."
"Yeah, it does feel very relaxing at home, and I feel especially bold, it's just that the baby woke up for a while."
"How did you let him ejaculate in your mouth? That's very preferential treatment."
"He told me several times, and it felt really uncomfortable when he pulled out just before he was about to ejaculate, so I agreed. He's really big and hard when he ejaculates!"
"Then why didn't you let him ejaculate inside?" I teased Nana. "No way, I don't want anything to go wrong. Besides, taking pills is too harmful to the body. That time we were careless, and after I took the pills, my period was delayed by half a month. I was so scared."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Nana kissed me and went to the bathroom to shower. Brother Sun came out again and whispered to me that he had told his wife about his lover, but his wife disagreed. Brother Sun seemed very unwilling and said he needed to use the restroom before talking to me again. I pointed to the bathroom and said that Nana was inside. Brother Sun peeked through the frosted glass on the door and said to me,
"I'll go in and shower too. We can shower together. We've never tried a bath together before."
After seeing that I had no objections, he knocked on the door and told his wife that he wanted to come in too. "Ah, come in then." A few seconds later, his wife agreed.
Brother Sun opened the door and went in. After exchanging a few words with his wife, we heard the sound of the shower running. I couldn't stand this feeling of only hearing the sounds but not seeing the scene. Suddenly, I remembered something, turned on my phone, and saw that the video call was still connected to the room. I opened the bathroom door and went in. I saw Brother Sun holding a showerhead and watering his wife. I went in, put my phone on the sink, and turned to leave. Since I had filmed it before, Brother Sun didn't seem to care. I hurried to the small room, turned on the computer, and the scene in the bathroom was clearly displayed before my eyes. Brother Sun was rinsing his wife with the showerhead while caressing her body, especially her breasts. His wife took the showerhead and started washing Brother Sun, giggling as she took out the soap and carefully lathered his genitals. Her soft little hands rubbed Brother Sun's genitals for a long time until his thick penis proudly stood up again. Only then did she take the showerhead and rinse Brother Sun clean. Brother Sun's hands restlessly reached between his wife's legs. This time, his wife didn't resist. Instead, she slightly parted her legs to prevent Brother Sun's fingers from penetrating deeper. After rinsing her clean, Brother Sun pinned his wife against the wall, lifting one of her legs to penetrate her. However, due to his height, this was difficult. He then lifted her other leg as well, pulling her into his arms. His wife cried out in surprise, and then Brother Sun positioned himself and thrust into her. She clung tightly to his neck as Brother Sun lifted her buttocks and rocked her up and down. This position fully demonstrated Brother Sun's strength. Nana and I had tried this before, but we were nowhere near as effortless or as long-lasting as Brother Sun. With each thrust, he practically tossed his wife into the air, using her weight to bring her crashing down, penetrating deeply with each stroke. However, Brother Sun wasn't made of iron. After about ten minutes, he put his wife down. They didn't continue, quickly rinsed themselves, and left the bathroom. I turned off the computer and returned to the living room. Although I was also very aroused, looking at my clean-shaven wife, I had no urge to pounce on her. I simply went back to the living room. I checked the time; it was already past one in the morning. Brother Sun and his wife returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. Because they had just showered and were a little chilly, his wife grabbed the blanket to cover herself and then Brother Sun's stomach as well. This small detail caught my attention, but I simply rubbed my slightly sore eyes and lay back down on the sofa in the living room. Suddenly, I heard a snap, and the bedroom light went out, plunging the entire house into darkness, blending seamlessly with the night outside. I felt a little annoyed; they knew I liked watching, yet they turned off the light, but I didn't say anything. I could only hear their whispers inside, and I couldn't help but have a fleeting illusion that they were the owners of this house, and I was just a guest. Lying in the darkness, a strong sense of drowsiness washed over me, and although I was reluctant, I couldn't stop myself from falling asleep.
I was suddenly jolted awake. It was my wife, wearing that white, see-through nightgown. It was already daylight, and even through the curtains, I could tell Nana wasn't wearing anything underneath. My wife told me that Brother Sun was leaving. I glanced at my watch; it was past four. Sure enough, the kids usually woke up at six. Brother Sun was already dressed and standing in the entryway, greeting me. I quickly got up and saw him out. I took my wife back to the small room and onto the bed. The lingering scent in the room told me that a battle had just ended. I wanted to kiss Nana, but she dodged, saying it wasn't clean. I smelled a lingering odor from my wife's breath and asked her…
"You shot in my mouth again?"
"Yeah, I'm going to brush my teeth."
"Go ahead, hurry up, I'll wait for you to come back."
"Mmm..."
Nana got up and went to the bathroom, while I lay on the bed. The intense stimulation from last night, combined with my morning erection, made my penis feel like it was about to burst!

Morning light streamed through the curtains into the room, filling it with a golden hue. The air still carried the ambiguous atmosphere and scent of the previous night. I lay on top of Nana, slowly thrusting. Although we had been up all night, Nana, while saying she felt a little tired, didn't look exhausted. In the sunlight, my wife's face appeared even softer and more alluring. She didn't resist my advances at all; on the contrary, she was very proactive, kissing me in rhythm with my movements. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Honey, you're such a sex machine! You're still so energetic after a whole night, aren't you tired?"
"It's alright, anyway I don't have to work today, otherwise I'd be miserable during the day. Do you think I'm hard to satisfy?"
"Yeah, I knew you had a strong libido, but I didn't expect it to be this strong. I'm so hard to satisfy."
"Honey, you're so big and hard right now, I still love doing it with you. What am I going to do?"
"So what? If you like it, just do it. Being sexually frigid is a bad thing. Are you going to miss Brother Sun?" I started steer the conversation towards Brother Sun.
"Yeah. To be honest, I'm a little sad, but we can't keep doing it. He's exhausted too, he was completely drained after we finished this morning."
Hearing this, I increased the frequency. My wife's lower body, which hadn't rested much all night, was becoming increasingly wet, and her breathing became more pronounced. Feeling this wetness and warmth, recalling everything that had happened last night, my mind was once again dominated by lust.
"Wife."
"Hmm?"
"Do you like Brother Sun? Tell the truth!"
"Don't be angry, I like him quite a bit."
"Do you love him?"
"No, liking him is enough. Besides, you know me, I don't fall in love with anyone so easily. What, are you afraid I'll fall in love with him? No way, I only love you."
After saying that, Nana kissed me again, wrapped her arms around my neck, and looked at me tenderly. But she misunderstood what I meant.
"If Brother Sun asked you to be his mistress, would you agree?"
Nana's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this, and she looked at me with some surprise. "He told me last night, and I didn't agree. He told you, didn't he?"
"Yeah, he told me last night. Why didn't you agree? It's no different from now."
"How can it be the same? Now I'm free. I can play around whenever I want, and cut off contact when I don't want to. If I were his mistress, I'd have to spend time with him when he comes over. If he wants me to go out with him for meals or something, I can't refuse. Aren't these things a mistress has to do? Becoming a mistress means a long-term relationship. You can't just break it off like that. Besides, if he wants to ejaculate inside me, I can't refuse."
I was very surprised! I never thought that being a mistress meant so many obligations for a wife, and I didn't expect her to take it so seriously! It's not just a simple change in relationship. I don't know where she got these insights from. I felt her thinking was a bit off, but before I could speak, my wife continued, "Besides, being a mistress requires feelings, right? Right now, it's acceptable, but if I become his mistress and fall in love with him, I'll feel like a third party. What if his other woman has an affair and it affects us? Besides, aren't you afraid I'll fall in love with someone else?"
I really hadn't realized the word "mistress" meant so much to my wife. A strong surge of excitement rushed to my head. I thrust rapidly, my voice trembling slightly, and asked Nana,
"If I didn't consider his other woman having an affair, and I was willing, would you want to be his mistress? Would you want to fall in love with him?"
My wife seemed a little surprised and didn't answer immediately, but her face... I wondered if it was because of my thrusting or something else, but her face flushed, and her eyes became slightly hazy. Looking at me, she said, "To be honest, honey, I want to be his mistress. Sex with feeling is so comfortable, both physically and emotionally. Even if it loses its novelty, having feeling makes it more enjoyable. Do you really want me to be his mistress? Do you want me to fall in love with him? Are you trying to set me up?"
At that moment, my heart was pounding uncontrollably. I didn't know if my wife was driven by desire, but based on my understanding of her, I knew it was likely the truth. I didn't know if this was the answer my reason required; I only knew that this answer had driven me almost to madness! My lips suddenly felt a little dry and cracked. A craving for stimulation dominated my consciousness. Looking at my wife's gaze, I said,
"Of course it's true. We've been together for so many years, when have I ever set you up? I think it's exciting for you to be his mistress."
"Then what about you?"
"If you fall in love with Brother Sun, won't you love me anymore?"
"Of course not, honey, I'll always love you. Although I enjoy sex, I won't do anything irrational. I'm just afraid that if you say this now, you'll regret it later when you calm down, and I'm afraid you'll be upset and angry, then we'll lose the point of this."
"That's settled then, no, I'm telling the truth, I'm only saying this because I understand and trust you."
My wife hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm still a little worried about causing trouble. Besides, I really don't like the feeling of being a mistress, like destroying someone else's family. It's fine as it is now, let's talk about it later. Okay?"
I could see that my wife still had expectations; she hadn't completely ruled out anything. I didn't continue to encourage her, but instead, with a strange excitement, I made love to Nana even more intensely. That long-lost passion returned between us, though it took an unusual path.
It was a busy week; things at work suddenly became incredibly hectic, but I found it hard to concentrate. My mind kept wandering to all sorts of random thoughts. I felt like I was going to have a mental breakdown. When my lust took over, my wife's attitude made me fantasize about more things happening. After secretly masturbating and calming down, my wife's words that morning caused me a pang of heartache. I couldn't figure out what I really wanted to happen. When I chatted with Brother Sun, I told him about my wife's thoughts. Brother Sun said he would try to find a way to get Nana on board as soon as possible. I told him very seriously that my wife was actually a very simple and innocent woman who took the relationship of a lover very seriously. Once she agreed, she would love him earnestly and fulfill the obligations of a lover. I also revealed a little worry in my words. Brother Sun didn't reply to me, but he pulled me into a group chat. The only members were me, Brother Sun, and Sister Mei. I was a little confused and didn't know what this was about. But I soon understood. Sister Mei explained to me that she really wanted to bring my wife and Brother Sun together, and she also found it very interesting. She also said that we were both very much in love and that this wouldn't affect our relationship. She also hoped that Brother Sun could find a stable, long-term woman who wouldn't be promiscuous, and my wife would be perfect for that. She even hinted that doing this would definitely lead to a greater change in Nana. Brother Sun kept encouraging her, sometimes making promises, sometimes urging her on. Sister Mei clearly knew what I needed and knew that saying this would easily make me impulsive. Actually, I didn't doubt my wife's love for me, nor was I worried that she would lose her temper and do something that would harm the family. Perhaps it was the fact that my wife's feelings were starting to diverge from our sex life, even if only slightly, that made me a little uncomfortable. But I also knew that when my wife truly fell for someone, her sexual indulgence and submission would definitely excite me even more. I felt my palms sweating as I replied, "If she's willing, I have no objection, but what if she's not?"
"Xiao Na has concerns; just dispel her concerns."
"How?"
"There will be a way; you just need to agree."
In the following days, nothing seemed to change. I was still busy with work, and my wife went to work and came home as usual, dealing with students' parents, taking care of the children, and going shopping with her colleagues when she had time. I remember one noon when I came home from get off work, I saw a parent insisting on sending my wife a red envelope on WeChat for her to accept. My wife, of course, refused. It wasn't that she was high-minded, but that such money and such a method were inappropriate. After a long argument, she finally didn't accept it, which meant she missed her afternoon nap. Only then did I realize it was Teacher's Day. My wife chatted for a long time every night, occasionally sending voice messages in a low voice. Even going to the bathroom didn't affect the chat. She always turned off her phone and went to bed very late, but I didn't notice she was sleepy; it seemed more like she was reluctant to leave. It was approaching October, and in the north, winter requires heating, especially here where the heating is on for a longer period. This is also the busiest time for plumbers. Brother Sun had taken on several jobs and didn't have time to come over for a while. But Sun Ge was clearly not in a good mood either. He complained to me that it should have been the peak season for making money, but he hadn't gotten any big jobs, just a bunch of small, odd jobs. He couldn't help it; his county had a small population, and he'd only been there a few years, so he hadn't built up a client base and it was hard to get a lot of business. He hinted that he wanted to move to another place. He'd originally considered the provincial capital, but now he seemed inclined to come here, as it would be easier to interact with us. Even while complaining, he couldn't help but think about his future, which made me a little amused and slightly exasperated. I felt a strange sense of anticipation, and even a little anxious about his affair with his wife, but I didn't want to say anything. I just kept agonizing over this internal conflict.
One evening, after finishing a dinner at work, I got home after 10 pm. I felt groggy as I walked in. The house was dark, with only the light from my wife's phone on the sofa. Seeing that I'd had too much to drink, Nana quickly came over and helped me inside, complaining as usual about how I shouldn't drink so much and how I was ruining my health. She helped me to bed, took off my clothes, and made me a pot of tea. This must be what a simple, peaceful, and warm life is like, I thought to myself as I lay in bed watching my wife bustling around. Seeing her alluring figure peeking out from under her nightgown, a series of wicked and bizarre images popped into my head. Usually, when I came home drunk, Nana would tell me to go to sleep after taking care of me, but tonight she slipped into my bed. Her cool hands touched my body, and I shivered, the effects of the alcohol instantly subsiding. Nana stroked me for a while, kissed me, and seeing I was really drunk, she didn't bother me anymore, tucked me in, and left.
At two in the morning, I woke up needing to pee. I came out of the bathroom but couldn't fall back asleep. Although my head was still a little sore, I tossed and turned. I got up and wandered around, took Nana's phone from beside her pillow, entered the password, and then, on a whim, ran to the settings and added my fingerprint as well. Scrolling through her chat history, I noticed that although Brother Sun hadn't been over recently, they had left behind a lot of messages, especially from the last two days. My wife and he had been chatting almost every night until past midnight, with messages ranging from flirtatious and explicit to tender and sentimental—just like when my wife and I were deeply in love during our school days. Brother Sun said he missed my wife, and she didn't hide her longing for him. It was clear my wife was truly in love, which wasn't surprising; she hadn't been with other men before, and after so long and being so intimate with Brother Sun, it was natural for her to develop feelings. Brother Sun then asked my wife to be his mistress, but she still refused. After reading through the lengthy messages, I felt a painful erection again. Without disturbing Nana's sleep, I took care of it myself, put my phone back, and went back to my room to lie down and fall asleep.
The next day, as I was resting in my chair at work, my wife called and asked me to check WeChat. After hanging up the phone, I opened WeChat and saw a message from my wife: "He's here, said he's busy and can only stay for a while. He asked if I could go out and keep him company? What should I do?"
"Why did he suddenly come? He didn't tell me beforehand! Aren't you at work?"
"Yes, he said he missed me and squeezed in some time to come see me. He has to go back by car in a bit."
"Are you going or not? Do you have class? Can you go out?"
"He's making such a fuss, it wouldn't be good not to go. I swapped some classes, so I can go out for a while."
My wife clearly wanted to go, but she put it very tactfully.
"Then go ahead, where is he?"
"XXX Holiday Hotel."
"Okay, then go ahead."
"Yeah, I can only stay for a while, so I'm going."
After closing WeChat, I saw a message from Brother Sun on QQ, telling me he was here, but I didn't hear it because my phone was on silent. I felt a little relieved, because I still didn't really like Brother Sun bypassing me and directly asking my wife out.
Less than two hours later, it was almost time for me to get off work when my wife called. "He's gone home. It's almost time to leave, so I'm going straight home."
"Okay, how was it?"
"Are you at work? We'll talk when you get home at noon."
When I got home, I saw my wife lying on the sofa after taking a shower, chatting on her phone. She had obviously just finished a passionate encounter with Brother Sun. When she saw me, she pulled me over, and I teased Nana, asking her how it felt. My wife said she felt surprised and a little delighted. She was clearly touched by Brother Sun's actions; even though they didn't live that far apart, the back and forth was quite a hassle for him.
"He said his wife knows about this, and it was his wife who asked him to find her, you know? Is it true?"
Nana suddenly said this. I was taken aback, but after thinking for a moment, I didn't hide anything from her. I sat down and told my wife everything that had happened since Sister Mei added me, including their situation. I shared my thoughts, and I think it's a good idea. Initially, one of the conditions for finding a single man was that he had to be married, which is why I chose Brother Sun. His special situation with Sister Mei also avoids other potential problems in the future. After I finished speaking, my wife took a while to process what I said before finally saying, "Really? Is that true? She's not jealous? Can it really be true?"
"...Didn't I let you do that too? We find it a little hard to believe. Actually, if we put ourselves in their shoes, if we replace Sister Mei with me and Brother Sun with you, it makes sense. I've talked to them for a long time, and it's true."
My wife was a little embarrassed by what I said, pinched me, and then suddenly said,
"You better watch yourself, don't mess around with his wife, or else I..."
Before she could finish, I interrupted Nana, "What are you thinking? His wife has a heart condition! I'm crazy! Besides, you haven't met her. She's a nice person, but she's old and probably looks older because of her health. And I'm really not interested in that. I like seeing you satisfied."
My blunt words provoked another strong reaction from Nana, and she was pinched a few more times before calming down. After talking for a while, Nana seemed to accept the situation, lying there without saying anything, seemingly thinking about something or reliving the passion of the morning. After a while, he suddenly hugged me and kissed me. Having held back all morning, I suddenly felt aroused too, and Nana and I became intimate on the sofa. We quickly got into the mood, and I asked Nana breathlessly, "Did he say he wanted you to be his mistress again?"
"...Yeah, he's said it several times, just now too, but I didn't agree. What, you really want me to be his mistress? You won't regret it?"
"Yes, really. If I regret it, I can just break it off. I think it's pretty exciting. So, do you want to be his mistress?"
"Yeah, I want to, but I'm afraid you'll be angry."
"I won't be angry. You're not seeing anyone behind my back, really."
My wife hesitated for a moment, then said,
"Then... if he says it again next time, I'll agree."
Hearing my wife's words, a strong surge of excitement welled up, and I thrust even faster, panting
, "Okay!"
As my semen shot onto Nana's chest, the passion subsided, and I lay on the sofa to rest while Nana went to the bathroom to wash up. Listening to the rushing water, after calming down, I suddenly felt like I regretted it. After struggling with this conflicting thought for a long time, I finally suppressed it. I took a short nap and then went to work.
The afternoon wasn't busy at work, and I chatted with Brother Sun on QQ. He seemed quite excited after hearing my feedback, asking if I'd get angry if things went too far in the future. I asked him what I meant by "too far," and he said if I'd be unhappy if I did it too much with my wife. I told him that I was looking for single men because my wife enjoys sex, and I hope to help her become more open and accepting of more things. The more stimulating it is, the more excited I get; anything too dull is boring. Sun Ge got even more excited. "Don't worry, no problem, I like it too. Let's try more things in the future. I also feel that Xiao Na will like it, she's obedient, so it should be fine."
He couldn't help but feel like he was sending his wife into the tiger's den, but he also had a strange sense of anticipation. He asked Sun Ge, "What do you like? How do you want to play?" "I want
to try outdoor sex, bondage, exhibitionism with Xiao Na, it's a pity you never participate, otherwise we could play 3P or group sex!"
"Yeah, I prefer watching, I like that kind of psychological stimulation, and I also want to try group sex, see if there's a chance, maybe I can find another single man."
"Sure, no problem, I also feel that I'm not quite able to satisfy Xiao Na right now. As long as Xiao Na agrees, I'll find another single man to play with, it'll definitely be exciting!"
"Well, that depends on your skills. If you can get her to agree, that's good."
The conversation was exciting, but I realized that Brother Sun's attraction to his wife was primarily physical, not the kind of genuine affection she felt for him. His wife preferred sex with emotional connection, and because of that emotional connection, she felt a sense of sanctity in the relationship, readily obeying and fulfilling her obligations to the man she loved. Brother Sun had also seen this, recognizing his wife's personality, and thus wanted to use this relationship to possess her both physically and emotionally, thereby satisfying his long-term physical and psychological needs. Although I understood this, I didn't think it was a bad thing. After all, I prefer action movies to romance films, and I was more interested in seeing how far his wife would ultimately accept and go, rather than the intimacy between her and Brother Sun.
A naive wife is no match for Brother Sun, who is over forty.
The day was leisurely, but the office assigned a ton of work in the evening. Thinking I had nothing else to do, I decided to work overtime. Nana took her daughter to a colleague's house for a meal and a movie. I worked while watching a movie, and before I knew it, it was past nine. My wife texted me, "He chatted with me, what are you doing?"
Without realizing it, my wife had started referring to Sun Ge simply as "he.
" She chatted with him almost every day, so why was she specifically telling me today? I knew there was more to it. "Working, almost done, just chatting."
"He asked me to be his mistress again..."
I looked at my phone, my heart racing.
"What did you say?"
"I... agreed."
I could almost see my wife trembling as she agreed, just like the nervousness she felt when she agreed to be my girlfriend. My wife had finally taken this step. Unlike Sun Ge, for my wife, this was a true mistress—there was sex, but also love! Given my wife's gentle nature and love of sex, Sun Ge, who had invested his feelings in her, would undoubtedly try his best to fulfill her many requests. I calmed myself down and carefully chose my words, "How does it feel? You have a husband and a lover, and it's all so harmonious."
"Don't be silly, I'm so nervous. Even though I've been thinking about this a lot lately, I still felt my hands tremble when I actually agreed. But thankfully, you're not angry, are you?"
"No, we already agreed on it, didn't we?"
"Hmm...?

It's almost October, and the weather is getting colder. It's already past eleven at night. I'm lying on the sofa masturbating. In my little room, on the bed, a tall, burly middle-aged man is lying flat, his wife kneeling beneath him, diligently sucking his penis. Each time she spits out his penis, she has to open her mouth wide to take the large glans back in. Brother Sun's hand is pressing down on his wife's head, but no matter how hard he tries, she can only manage to take in about half of it. That's her limit, and she occasionally gags. Brother Sun especially enjoys his wife's mouth. He's been watching her suck and spit for half an hour now. Although she seems tired, she hasn't stopped and continues to lick carefully. After a long while, Brother Sun pulls his wife over and takes off her last remaining underwear." He lowered himself, letting his wife straddle him. His wife, holding his penis, slowly sat down, guiding it towards her vulva. Even though they had done this many times, penetration was always difficult at first. His wife frowned, slowly guiding his penis into her not-yet-partially-lubricated vagina. It took a long time before she was fully seated on top of him, her body pressed against his, breathing softly, gently swaying her hips, gradually adjusting. Soon, she straightened up, placing her hands on his chest and beginning to move up and down rapidly. I stood up and walked closer to the door. From this angle, I could clearly see his dark, thick penis parting her pink labia and entering her vagina. Her vaginal opening was stretched wide; his wife was even hesitant to let the glans out. Occasionally, when she lifted it too high, the mushroom-shaped glans would be visible, further widening her already open vagina. His already wide-open vaginal opening stretched even wider, and each time, his wife couldn't help but moan. Brother Sun lifted his wife's buttocks repeatedly, pulling her up and down, his deep penetration gradually making her intoxicated. Although her brows were furrowed, she still actively cooperated with Brother Sun's movements, rising and falling, emitting soft, intoxicating moans. Her hair hung low, obscuring her face. Brother Sun pushed her hair aside, looking at her face as he arched his lower body upwards forcefully. His wife bit her lip, responding by looking at Brother Sun. After a while, feeling tired, she leaned down and kissed him. His large tongue pried open her teeth, swirling in her mouth, then suddenly sucking her tongue forcefully into his own, savoring it. They kissed intermittently, whispering among themselves.
This was the first time they had met since his wife became Brother Sun's mistress. Like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, Sun couldn't hold back any longer. He flipped his wife over, pinning her beneath him, and began thrusting into her with a frenzied, storm-like rhythm. His iron-like waist rose and fell wildly, his buttocks muscles bulging as he slammed his hips against hers, the loud slapping sounds echoing through the room. His wife simply endured it, her cries rising even higher, encouraging her burly lover. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her hands gripping Sun's shoulders tightly. Her mind was already hazy; only the pleasure surging from her lower body made her cry out in ecstasy. Although their separation hadn't been long, it had clearly been too long for Sun to abstain from sex. He quickly reached his climax, panting as he thrust, "Darling, baby, let me cum inside you, okay? I want to cum inside you. You're my woman, I want to cum inside you, I want to possess you!" "
Upon hearing this, the wife seemed to calm down. She paused for a moment, remaining silent, seemingly hesitant. She looked at Brother Sun, who also gazed intently into her eyes. After a long while, she closed her eyes and gently nodded. I suddenly wanted to go in and say something, perhaps to stop him, but then I remembered my promise: I would never object to anything Brother Sun could get my wife to agree to. So I stopped, my mouth opening but no words coming out. Brother Sun was very excited to see his wife nod. He thrust even harder and with greater force, the rapid rhythm creating a series of loud slapping sounds! My wife seemed to sense this as well, moaning softly, her body trembling, whether from nervous excitement or the approach of orgasm, I couldn't tell. Suddenly, Brother Sun pressed down, pulling my wife beneath him, his penis fully inserted into her vagina, his lower body pressed tightly against her hips, the muscles of his buttocks..." His flesh trembled, and a beast-like growl escaped his throat as he ejaculated deeply into his wife's body. His wife, eyes closed, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. His buttocks twitched for a long time before gradually stopping, and the two remained motionless, intertwined. I, with trembling hands, held up my phone to record this moment. When Sun Ge climbed off his wife at noon, his still-erect penis withdrew from her vagina, bringing with it thick streams of semen. Perhaps due to long periods of abstinence, this time Sun Ge ejaculated a great deal, and although it was deep, a large amount of semen continued to flow from between his wife's legs, forming a small puddle on the sheets. His wife lay on her back, seemingly lost in thought, breathing softly, savoring the moment. Sun Ge's hands caressed his wife's breasts. After a long while, his wife grasped his hand, gently pulled him close, and kissed him.
This was an extraordinary event for both my wife and me. Since having our child, because my wife didn't want an IUD, we'd only had sex once or twice during her safe period. Even then, she wasn't comfortable with that and would take emergency contraception. Moreover, for my wife, this was the second man in her life to truly possess her body, her emotions, and the mark left inside her. Watching this scene, I couldn't help but tremble with excitement, witnessing my wife's first complete sexual encounter with another man, witnessing her complete submission and acceptance.
I gently closed the door, lay on the sofa watching the short video on my phone, reliving that moment. A short while later, my wife came out, knelt down in front of me, and I saw her kiss her on the cheek. Seeing I wasn't angry, she smiled and kissed me back. Then I turned and went to the cabinet to get the emergency contraceptive pill, took it to the kitchen with water, and swallowed it. This was the first time my wife had taken birth control pills because of another man. All night, until after 4 a.m., Brother Sun and his wife were entangled together, making love endlessly. Seeing that his wife had taken her medication, Brother Sun ejaculated deeply inside her each time. His satisfied expression seemed to encourage his wife, who used her hands, mouth, and genitals to satisfy him until he was exhausted. Only then did Brother Sun hold his wife and rest for a while, wearily getting up, dressing, saying goodbye to me, and leaving. His wife, on the other hand, seemed unaffected. She tidied the room briefly, and seeing me dozing on the sofa, she didn't disturb me, turning to go into the bathroom to shower. Although my head was a little foggy, I was still amazed by my wife's stamina. Being with such a strong man all night, she seemed completely unaffected. It seemed that although Brother Sun had a strong sex drive, if it continued like this, he would definitely be the one who couldn't hold on. That's why they say, "Only the ox dies from exhaustion, not the land is worn out from plowing."
"Honey, Sister Mei said she and her husband are thinking of opening a shop around here. Did she tell you?"
One afternoon, my wife chatted with me while cooking lunch. Sun's wife had contacted my wife a while ago and added her as a friend. Although she felt awkward, she knew that Sister Mei was initially using Sun's account to chat with her, so there was no sense of unfamiliarity. After communicating for a while, she actually felt closer to Sister Mei, and they chatted much more with each other than with Sun, thus forming a very strange little circle. They were quite different from other couples; one encouraged the husband to go out and have fun, and the other encouraged the wife to go.
Although Mei and I had different motivations, "Yeah, I know. They said they wanted to open a plumbing shop, but it's not ready yet. They want to move here first and start working. After all, this place is much bigger than theirs, there's more work, and it's easier to make money here."
"Yes, they even asked me to help them find a suitable place to rent nearby."
Nana said casually. Actually, I knew that Sun Ge and his family had been quite concerned about moving. Although Sun Ge had come a few times recently, he always had to stay briefly because he had odd jobs at home. My wife was really looking forward to them moving here. Although she didn't say it explicitly, I could tell from her mood.
"The rental ad for the fourth floor across from our house has been up for months. Let them rent it out!"
That place used to be lived by an elderly couple who had always gotten along well with us neighbors. In the spring, the old man's health deteriorated, and their son took them to the provincial capital for treatment. However, their son, being a dutiful son, insisted they not return, so they decided to rent out the house. But because the house was quite large, over 140 square meters, the rent was a bit expensive, and they hadn't been able to find a tenant. There were people interested in buying, but the old man didn't want to sell, so it's been vacant ever since. At this point, I deliberately teased Nana, "Brother Sun saw it a while ago and contacted them, but the rent is too high. It's not worth it for just the two of them to rent such a big house. Besides, living so close to us isn't really appropriate. It's not good to have all that stuff under their noses, is it?"
Brother Sun had actually considered it! Hearing Nana's words, I couldn't help but laugh at her for being a bit overly concerned. Indeed, we hadn't really told Brother Sun and his family about our situation. For various reasons, I still wanted to keep that separate from our daily lives. However, Brother Sun had absolutely no romantic intentions. Every time he saw his wife, he was eager to get her into bed and undress her, never mentioning anything his wife had wanted, like going to the movies or shopping. Speaking of which, regardless of the reality, Brother Sun is indeed not a very generous person. We never asked for any gifts, and naturally, he never gave his wife anything. All the expenses were basically for hotel rooms. Of course, that's just a side note; I still hoped to keep things pure. There were some things I didn't want to do. I couldn't even live with myself having my wife accept gifts and ask for money.
During the National Day holiday, Brother Sun and his wife officially moved here, renting a small semi-basement shop in the street to open a small plumbing equipment store. The couple also temporarily settled their home in the shop, but because the space was so small, it was only a temporary measure. My wife and I discussed it and invited them to our home for a meal. My wife also officially met Sister Mei for the first time. Seeing Sister Mei's age, my wife seemed to relax a bit. Although the atmosphere felt a bit awkward and uncomfortable during dinner, Mei Jie's presence prevented it from becoming dull. She was indeed someone who made people feel very close to her. After everyone was slightly tipsy, my wife and Mei Jie even huddled together like old friends, whispering intimately. As it was time to part, Sun Ge suddenly hugged and kissed my wife a few times, leaving her quite embarrassed and flustered. Mei Jie, however, seemed completely unfazed, even laughing at my wife's reaction. I think this gesture was perhaps a way of definitively showing my wife their relationship.
I stood by the window watching Sun Ge and Mei Jie looking up at each other from below, talking to each other, before finally leaving the complex. I had wondered what might happen tonight, but neither of them made any move. I guess they were just letting my wife adjust, especially since Sun Ge had been handling the entire moving process alone these past few days, which had certainly been exhausting.
With two days left in the holiday, the child's grandparents returned. They had accomplished something significant this time: buying a small house in Sanya, conveniently located near the sea. The couple planned to spend the winter there next month, intending to bring their granddaughter along. My wife was a little worried because the child was still quite young, but a change of environment would be good for her growth, and although the grandmother wasn't as meticulous as she was, she was still very good at looking after the child. After a brief hesitation, she agreed. Just past noon, the family had lunch together, and the elderly couple lovingly took their granddaughter back to their home, saying they had missed her terribly and wanted to spend a couple of days with her. Only the two of us were left at home. Thinking about it, Sun Ge had been saying he wanted to treat us to a meal these past two days, so I contacted him and asked him to bring some food and drinks over, since it wasn't very convenient to talk and chat outside. Sun Ge agreed, and that's how it was arranged.
Around 8 PM, Sun Ge was still excitedly talking, while Nana and I were already quite tipsy. Brother Sun is a typical big, strong northerner with a high alcohol tolerance. Sister Mei, though not drinking, kept the atmosphere lively and was very good at persuading people to drink. My wife, who usually doesn't drink at all, was forced to drink two bottles of beer and two glasses of red wine! I was still conscious, but my wife was already struggling to keep her eyes open. After a while, she couldn't hold on any longer and said she was going to lie down for a bit. I had just put her on the bed when I found she had already fallen into a deep sleep. I went out, closed the door, and sat down to continue talking to Brother Sun and his wife, but then Brother Sun stood up and said he was going to check on Nana. Sister Mei just looked at me and smiled without saying a word. I had already anticipated what would happen, so I didn't object. Brother Sun went into the bedroom and quietly closed the door. Suddenly, it was just Sister Mei and me, and the atmosphere felt a little awkward. I asked Sister Mei, "You... um... Brother Sun, that thing..."
"I know what you mean. He used to bring women home for the night, but those women didn't know I was home. There are so many unsafe factors now, it's relatively safe at home, and you know what?"
Sister Mei suddenly lowered her voice and leaned closer, saying,
"Most women can't stand his torment. Seeing how miserable they look when they leave, I find it quite amusing. Don't think I'm a pervert. Years ago, when I first married him, I couldn't stand it either. I thought it was my problem. He tormented me so much that I would tremble at night. Later, I got sick, which was a relief, but seeing him suffer like that also broke my heart, and that's how it came to this. At first, I felt bad, but now I think it's good this way, and it also proves that it wasn't me who had the problem, haha."
I suddenly felt that Sister Mei was quite different from the gentle and composed person I usually knew, yet I couldn't quite put my finger on it. It was as if there was a strange light flickering in her eyes. Seeing my slight daze, Sister Mei continued, "Your wife is really something else. He told me that after a whole night of trying, he was the one who couldn't take it anymore. He's also constantly thinking about your wife, chatting with her every night, and then feeling pent-up. We moved here partly for practical reasons, and partly because of your wife. I know about their relationship. This will be more convenient in the future, as long as you don't mind. Being so open with you is also to put your concerns at ease."
Honestly, having seen all sorts of couples' gatherings and activities on the forum, it still felt a little unreal when it happened to me. And now, sitting here with Sister Mei, she seemed so natural, but I felt incredibly awkward. Suddenly, I heard a muffled groan from my wife inside. I desperately wanted to know what was happening in the house, but I didn't know whether I should go over. Mei Jie stood up and went over first. I quickly got up and followed her. I pushed open the door and saw my wife's clothes piled messily on the floor. She was completely naked, pinned down by Sun Ge, who was also naked. Sun Ge was thrusting vigorously. My wife was completely out of it due to drunkenness, only instinctively and weakly waving her arms, muttering something unintelligible. Her brows were furrowed, and her body swayed with Sun Ge's rhythm. Sun Ge seemed very excited. When he looked up and saw Mei Jie and me, he didn't seem uncomfortable at all. Instead, he excitedly said, "Xiao Na is so wet down there when she's drunk, it's almost like a river!"
I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there blankly watching. My wife lay there like she had been drugged and raped, letting Sun Ge do whatever he wanted to her. Sun Ge got carried away and lifted my wife's thighs, thrusting into her desperately. I could hear the squelching sounds of water. After a few more rapid thrusts, Brother Sun suddenly pulled out. His wife instinctively tried to clamp her legs together, but Brother Sun parted them, and a gush of fluid gushed from her lower body, continuously. She moaned, her already flushed body turning even redder from the alcohol, trembling and writhing violently. Her hands flailed in the air, and her legs struggled, but Brother Sun held them firmly to his sides. I had never seen my wife like this before and was a little worried. Brother Sun noticed and smiled, explaining that it was normal and that I shouldn't worry. As he spoke, my wife gradually calmed down, slightly opening her eyes. Before she could speak, Brother Sun pressed down and kissed her lips. As he kissed her, I saw her raise her arms weakly to hug Brother Sun before letting go. I wasn't worried anymore. A moment later, Brother Sun got up and saw that my wife's eyes were closed again, as if she had fallen asleep again. He gripped his penis and thrust it in again, pumping slowly and steadily. Gradually, my wife's moans faded, replaced by soft snoring. Although his wife was drunk, it still seemed to hurt Brother Sun's pride. Suddenly, he lifted his wife's legs and pressed them forward forcefully, as if she were being stacked on top of each other, her buttocks raised high. Brother Sun thrust his hips in, penetrating her completely, slamming her buttocks down heavily. His wife cried out, seemingly regaining some consciousness. She tried to push Brother Sun away with her hands, but it was completely useless. Brother Sun used his feet to prop himself up on the bed, pounding her repeatedly. The speed wasn't particularly fast, but each pounding was heavy and powerful. You could see that Brother Sun's dark, thick, long penis was connected to his wife's buttocks. His wife's slender waist was bent, enduring the strong man's thrusts. After a while, his wife groaned again, but her eyes remained closed. Beads of sweat dripped from Brother Sun's forehead. This position was indeed very tiring. Brother Sun maintained it for a full ten minutes, while Sister Mei and I watched silently from the doorway. I really wanted to masturbate my erect penis, but I was embarrassed because of Sister Mei next to me. Sister Mei seemed to read my mind. She went inside without a word, standing behind Brother Sun, leaving me alone at the door. Brother Sun finally released his wife's legs, spreading them apart, and pressed his body against her again, lying motionless as if resting. Suddenly, he began thrusting rapidly again, the movements small but very fast, one hand gently pinching her nipple. His wife's breathing grew heavier and heavier, her legs trying to close but to no avail. Soon, her body trembled again, emitting long, low moans, her legs kicking wildly on the bed. Another climax arrived. This time, Brother Sun didn't let his wife ejaculate, saying, "It's so tight!" as he continued thrusting. At this moment, Sister Mei suddenly stepped forward, placing her hands on Brother Sun's buttocks and pushing hard. The sounds of splashing water filled the air. His wife's chest heaved rapidly, her hands gripping Brother Sun's arms tightly. With Sister Mei's push, Brother Sun found it easier, almost pulling out completely each time before thrusting in again thoroughly! Looking at this scene, I don't know if others have had this experience, but for me, with this strange relationship between two couples, it felt incredibly odd. Watching Sister Mei help Brother Sun torment his wife, I felt a pang of sadness, and had an urge to rush up and punch Sister Mei. Watching my wife being played with by them, I also felt a strange kind of excitement, and slowly, hiding in the shadows, I gently masturbated myself. My wife's brows furrowed more and more tightly. During orgasm, her vagina would contract extremely tightly, lasting for a long time. Brother Sun's weapon was particularly thick, and with Sister Mei's help, he pushed aside layers of resistance, thrusting deeply again and again, making my wife extremely uncomfortable but powerless to resist. Her body instinctively retreated, and Brother Sun followed suit, thrusting forward! My wife's head was already pressed against the headboard, with nowhere left to retreat. Her tight vagina gave Brother Sun immense stimulation. He grabbed her waist with both hands and thrust wildly, his hips swinging wildly. Before I could react, Brother Sun had already pressed himself firmly against my wife and was thrusting into her again. It took him a while to pull out, like pulling out a plug. Semen and vaginal fluid flowed out from my wife's lower body. My wife woke up, her legs slightly tightened, her eyes half-open as she lay on the bed panting, still not fully awake. Sister Mei took out some toilet paper and handed it to Brother Sun. He wiped between my wife's legs and on the bed, then spread her legs apart to look at her. He seemed quite satisfied. He quickly wiped his sweat, put on his underwear, and came out with Sister Mei. Seeing me, he said cheerfully, "Xiao Na is really sensitive after drinking. She's even wetter than usual, like a fountain, it's so comfortable."
Brother Sun was very experienced in this situation, but I still felt extremely uncomfortable. Perhaps I preferred to watch from where no one could see me. Sister Mei noticed my unease and told me that they had done this before. She was a married woman, but very open about it. Later, the woman's husband found out something was wrong and made a big fuss. Although he didn't catch them in the act, only suspected them, he didn't dare contact them again. Brother Sun went to the bathroom, and Sister Mei pulled me back down to sit, smiling and asking how I felt, if it was exciting. Facing this woman almost twelve years older than us, I felt no sexual desire, but a sense of being seen through. I hesitated for a moment, gave an awkward smile, and nodded. Seeing this, Sister Mei continued talking to me, and I gradually relaxed a lot. I shared my feelings and my thoughts on changing my wife. Brother Sun came out and sat down to listen. Gradually, the conversation shifted to everyday life. After the strange passion we had just experienced, it felt like sitting with an older brother and sister, chatting casually. I felt much more at ease. At this moment, Brother Sun and Sister Mei seemed genuine, no longer like a fantasy. They also expressed that they felt a strong connection and hoped to remain friends. After cleaning up the leftovers, they took out a photo album and sat down to look through it. Brother Sun and Sister Mei kept praising his wife's beauty, and they chatted until late into the night.

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