Forwarded ~ Training my husband to become a cuckold (Forwarded from the internet, just bear with it, there will be a sequel if you like it)

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The foundation of love is feelings, not games, so no matter what, you must love your husband well and let him

love you well.
My feelings for my husband are very deep, and our relationship is very harmonious. We are inseparable.

My husband is very outstanding, and there are always women around him. I often tease him and ask him to go on dates with women.

He always says that his wife is the only woman in his eyes. Although I know what's going on, it doesn't feel bad to hear it.

After reading some books about SM and reading some articles, I feel that I have found a way to enjoy love

and I started to think about my plan to train my husband.

At first, I observed whether my husband understood SM and whether he liked it.

When I found out on his computer that he had seen this kind of website, I was secretly happy, and my actions began

...?

"Husband, I don't want you to be tired. You lie down and I will be on the other side..." I started to use the female position more and more

.

My husband is very strong and can make me have sex every time.

"What woman could resist such an old man!" My pleasure intensified my desire to train

him.

Once, while we were entwined, I whispered in his ear,

"Old man, I want to tie your hands up."

"Okay!" he nodded, looking at me with a mixture of excitement and surprise.

I cleverly used a sock I had hidden under the pillow to tie his hands to the bed. Little did he know

, I had practiced bondage techniques for a long time.

He did something he didn't usually do.

I was intensely working on him...?

After reaching my climax, I suddenly got up and sat on his buttocks...?

Before he could react, he was powerless to resist. His face was tightly enveloped by me. Although we had already

reached climax eight times, I felt my desire being reignited, surging relentlessly through my body. After

a brief struggle and a moment of numbness, the old man obediently inserted his penis into my vagina, and I enjoyed the pleasure of his licking

…

The old man was handsome, and his handsome nose came in handy, rubbing back and forth between my labia

, massaging my vulva and the soft flesh of my vagina. I felt so itchy…

Suddenly, a surge of pleasure rushed over me, and I instantly cramped up, my legs blocking the rare

breaths the old man could take… The old man began to struggle…

Ignoring his struggles, I continued to sit on his face, turning around to stroke his penis. Good! The clear, glistening

lubricant produced by the old man kept flowing… Haha, perfect for me to play with… While playing with his penis,

I enjoyed the old man's increasingly struggling and resisting movements due to his inability to breathe, and his repeatedly twisting body.

…Very good. "Fun... We can't play with suffocation for too long." I got up and sat on his stomach, looking at him with a wicked

grin ...

The old man was panting, as if enjoying the gift of making him breathe. At this moment, I grabbed

his penis with my left hand and kissed his ear, "Do you like it?"

The old man's expression became unpredictable. I smiled at him,

covering his nose and mouth with the lubricant I had used to play with his penis during suffocation, "Does it smell good?"

At the same time, my other hand was already working on his hard penis.

The old man suddenly started breathing rapidly, and after a low moan, I felt the heat on my hand and back...?

"

As long as my wife likes it! I like it!" the old man said breathlessly.

I patted his face, stroked him, and looked at him with a mischievous grin…

“Honey, can you tell me how you feel?”

It was a seductive night, in a charming restaurant, my wife and I, both full of passion, were enjoying

our meal. The chemistry between us was stronger than the fine wine in our glasses.

“Wife, I feel our feelings have deepened. I can’t live without you, I love you more than ever!” A

bright full moon hung in the sky, occasionally punctuated by wispy clouds…

I sat in my room, watching the endless stream of cars outside the window, and picked up my phone to send a message: “Honey,

pick me up after work, let’s go shopping.”

After driving around several streets, my husband parked the car, looking at me with a puzzled expression. “

Where is this? What does my darling want?” he asked as he opened the car door.

I grabbed his neck and slapped him hard. "Honey, today I'm going to have some clothes. You choose. I'll

wait for you in the car. They have to be big enough. You decide what you want. Come into this room."

"What the hell now!" The old man got in the car and drove off.

About 40 minutes later, the old man returned to the car carrying a black bag, his face slightly flushed...?

I took the bag, opened it, and smiled with satisfaction. There were ropes, handcuffs, a leather whip,

a chain, and, to my satisfaction and somewhat unexpected surprise, a door bolt...

"Honey, bear with it, relax, it'll be over soon."

The old man was bound, a chain around his neck, kneeling on the sofa, his buttocks sticking out...

"Ah..."

The old man suddenly screamed. I had already pushed the door bolt into his anus.

"Good boy, honey!" I wiped the sweat from his brow and kissed him. Looking down, I saw my husband's penis was already swollen, and his GT secretions glistened.

"My husband may be in pain, but he likes it."

Thinking this, I pushed him hard, and he lost his balance and fell onto the sofa. I stomped on his face,

raised the whip, and lashed him repeatedly, from light to heavy.

It had been a month already, and my husband had come to enjoy being ravaged by me. Our relationship had become fused with SM

, and I myself had passed the psychological adjustment period, from being unable to look directly into my husband's eyes to being able to

make him weak and kneel with just my touch. Of course, if my husband is excellent, loves me, and spoils me, there's something that makes me very proud:

I've aroused his desire.

The night was deep, and the bustling traffic and dazzling streetlights outside the window couldn't mask the city's underlying

loneliness. My husband was away on a business trip, and I admit I'm a woman who can't stand being alone. Whenever my husband goes on a business trip, we

chat on the phone for hours or talk online at almost every convenient time. I've already showered and am only wearing a semi-transparent dress.

Wearing my cheap pajamas, I thought about the heat I felt while touching my body in the shower, and

the pleasure I felt when my husband struggled against me. Suddenly, I felt a chill. My husband often calls me a slut, and I enjoy it

. I like being slutty, I like being crazy with him.

Suddenly, I felt a void in my heart, and I remembered a few green-themed novels I'd read, where the men were obsessed with

their wives cheating on them. Would my husband like that?

I checked the time; it was already past 11, and my husband still hadn't come home.

If my husband liked it, how wonderful would it be if I could chat with him while being affectionate with a handsome guy?

I felt a burning sensation in my lower abdomen. I picked up my phone and dialed my husband's number.

"Honey, are you there? Are you doing something bad behind my back?" "Honey, how could I dare! My wife

would skin me alive! She was too rough last night, my whole body aches, even my butt hurts. I'm at the hotel now

, I'll see her soon."

I smiled smugly. Last night I really gave him a good beating, and afterwards I even made him masturbate

…

I saw his image flashing.

"Turn on the video, take off your clothes, let me check your clothes first!"

Watching him pacing back and forth in front of the camera, I laughed heartily.

"Honey, let's chat by text." I turned off the video. Some things are better said in writing than face-to-face

.

"What does my wife want to talk about?" "Have you finished the task I assigned you?"

"I've carefully read all the novels my wife asked me to read." I selected an SM novel for him

to read.

"Do you get a reaction when you read novels?" "Yes, it's always very arousing." "Want to try it?" "Yes." "

What parts do you feel most aroused in?" "The two cuckold stories, so embarrassing!"

I felt a surge of secret joy.

"Honey, do you remember what you said while kneeling at my feet and kowtowing?" "Wife, of course I

remember! I am your wife's lover, your wife's plaything, to be played with by you as you please."

"Haha, good husband! You feel aroused when you read cuckold novels, do you also like me to cuckold you?"

"This..." My husband didn't speak for a while, and my heart was pounding. I knew very well that I must not

lose my husband's love because of playing SM!

"Wife is pregnant?" After a while, my husband asked. "What did you say?!" I said, feigning anger.

"I thought..." My husband said hesitantly.

"Hmph!" For some reason, I was really annoyed. "Honey, don't be angry. I'm just a little worried. Do you

want to be cuckolded? I promise you." My husband was genuinely scared.

"Okay, then you're in charge of finding me a guy!" I said casually, but I already knew in my heart that my husband

couldn't stand being cuckolded.

My husband and I were still as affectionate and passionate as ever, enjoying each other's company every day.

One day, I was getting ready to go to work when the phone rang. It was my husband.

"Honey, the task you assigned to find you a guy has come to fruition. I found you a handsome young man, a

college student, 180cm tall, 70kg, and he likes masochists. Take a look, I'll send you his picture. If you think it's okay,

we can have dinner together tonight."

I was stunned. My husband had mentioned it during a business trip and hadn't said anything since. Two months had passed, and now he

actually...
I mechanically opened my email, and a very handsome young man appeared before my eyes. My heart pounded a few times

, but then I hesitated. Could my husband handle it?

"How about we disappear?" I texted my husband.

He replied quickly, "Looks like my wife's pretty satisfied. We're waiting for you at 'Lookout Tower.' Don't

worry about me yet, we'll talk about the future after we meet."

I went to the bathroom to freshen up and headed to "Lookout Tower."

I don't know where the desire came from, but I stepped on this sensual male body, the whip in my hand

striking his back and buttocks…

When I entered the private room at Lookout Tower, I was somewhat taken aback.

I saw my husband chatting casually with a young man. I couldn't possibly associate this handsome-looking man, who blushed slightly and seemed a little shy when I entered, with

SM. As

soon as I sat down, the young man stood up and bowed slightly to me: "Hello, I'm Xiao Ji, Ji from Ji Chang."

I smiled inwardly, thinking, "That's an interesting surname." I quickly blended into their atmosphere.

When we were almost finished eating, my husband said, "Honey, I have something to take care of. You two can continue chatting for a while

." He handed me an envelope, said goodbye to Xiao Ji, and left.

I opened the envelope; inside was a room key for the hotel. I felt a pang of guilt. My husband was worried

I'd feel awkward with him there, since we hadn't been intimate before, and he'd given me a way to adjust.

After chatting for a while longer, I said to Xiao Ji, "Come with me!" Entering the room, a warm feeling

welled up inside me. My husband was so considerate.

The room was small, with a large bed in the center. The dark wallpaper and purple curtains filled

the room with an ambiguous and romantic atmosphere. Opposite the bed was a clean and comfortable leather sofa. The bathroom

had a transparent glass partition, and the double bathtub and exquisite cleanliness exuded comfort… I sat on the sofa and began to observe the young man before me.

He seemed a little flustered, and after closing the door, he didn't know what to say. His eyes kept glancing at me, his expression full of uncertainty

.

I got up, poured a glass of water, and adjusted my position, leaning comfortably against the sofa.

"Take off your clothes, take it slowly," I said, a smug smile playing on my lips—a smug satisfaction that came with enjoyment.

Xiao Ji began to unbutton his shirt and pants, the clothes falling loose.

He had a very good physique, exuding a youthful aura. When he was down to his pants, he stopped,

his hands gripping his crotch tightly, his groin already hard…

I reached out my right hand, using my index finger to beckon him forward.

"Kneel!" I commanded authoritatively.

Xiao Ji knelt limply before me.

I gently ran my fingers over his forehead, face, neck, and shoulders, my hand landing on his firm chest, grasping the shaft

before moving towards his abdomen…

He let out a soft groan.

I grabbed his already swollen penis and twisted it hard, causing him to cry out. I released my grip.

I lifted my leg and pressed it against his shoulder, causing him to glance at my crotch...

Suddenly, I kicked him hard in the front with my other foot, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

I stood up and stepped on his crotch with my high-heeled foot...

Leaning back on the sofa, I crossed my legs, enjoying the shower while picking up my phone and dialing my husband

's number.

"Wife, how are you?" My husband's concern on the other end of the line was unmistakable, but also tinged with

barely anxiety.

"Honey, I miss you! Come quick!" I pleaded.

"What did you do? Did you have sex?" My husband's anxiety had completely subsided.

"What did you do? Honestly, you find a man for me, and you're worried about me having sex? Haha," I teased.

"No, no, I'm just concerned about my wife, worried about my wife," my husband said, trying to hide his unease.

"Come on, hurry up!" I hung up the phone, kicked the man away, and got up to take a whip from my bag.

Xiao Ji had a high tolerance for pain. My whip landed solidly on his back, buttocks, shoulders,

and neck. He only groaned, letting out a couple of cries when the whip tip brushed his buttocks and neck. But I could clearly

see his excitement; his penis was swollen, and clear liquid was dripping from it...

Just then, the doorbell rang, and Lao Ji arrived.

My original plan was to let Lao Ji be played with in front of this man, to properly train

Lao Ji's mental resilience in order to complete my taming plan. I even had a more wicked thought: to let Lao Ji

have intimate contact with him. But when Lao Ji entered and I saw his concerned and uneasy expression, my heart softened. I

rushed over and hugged the old man tightly, kissing him deeply...

The old man glanced around the room, and when he saw that the sheets hadn't been touched, he visibly relaxed,

looking at me with a mischievous expression: "Fun? Hehe." I ignored the old man, and just hurriedly started to undress him, quickly stripping him naked

.
"You should undress me too!" I scolded the old man playfully.

The old man looked at the man lying on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly helped me take off my clothes. We frantically

caressed and kissed, as if the man beside us didn't exist.

I gently pushed the old man away, grabbed the man's legs and pulled his body to the sofa, then lay down on the sofa,

my body directly facing the man's face, "Old man, come on, come on!" The old man hugged me tightly from behind, his hands

gripping my penis, and thrusting in.

I let out a cry, pleasure coursing through my body. I could clearly feel that my husband was much stronger than usual today…

After we both reached our climax, I looked at Xiao Ji again; she had already climaxed on her own, her face flushed and

looking at us nervously. I kicked him twice hard, “Who told you to do that?! Get up, put on your clothes, and get out!” “Wife,

how did you feel today?” My husband and I hugged tightly, snuggling together on the bed, him kissing me as he asked.

I just kissed him back, without answering.

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