Repost: I found a casual sex partner for my wife -- Absolutely my personal experience, no exaggeration [Original First Publication]

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My wife is a hardworking and dutiful woman, a model wife and mother. She's 166cm tall, weighs 60kg, and has fair, smooth skin like porcelain. I love her very much, and our relationship is excellent. She works every day and takes care of the housework, while I run a business; we're fairly well-off. However, I always feel that life is dull and lacks excitement. My wife doesn't have a very strong sex drive. Every time we make love, I use vulgar language to stimulate her, which arouses her. At first, I would just ask her if it felt good, where it felt good, and she would answer that it felt good inside her vagina. I would ask her if she was horny, where she felt horny, and she would answer that she was horny, that her vagina was horny, that she was a horny cunt! This would arouse me, and I could satisfy her. Later, when she was about to climax during sex, I asked her if two men were to serve her at the same time, one penetrating her vagina and the other penetrating her mouth, and if she wanted it and liked it. She would say yes, that she liked it so much! And she would climax very quickly. Once, after she climaxed during sex, she hugged me, and I deliberately told her I'd found her a handsome guy to join us next time we had sex, asking if she was okay with it. My wife looked at me with surprise for a while and said, "Are you crazy?" I hugged her, touching her breasts and vagina, and said, "What's wrong with that? It's just for fun. As long as you like it." She said no, but I could feel her breasts hardening and her vagina starting to wet.
I've been online for a while and often see articles about threesomes and pornography on websites, which I find very exciting. Since then, I've had another topic to discuss. Once, I was chatting with a younger netizen and found a guy with the screen name "Cicada" who seemed quite eloquent. I video-chatted with him; he was tall, had a good physique, and was decent-looking. We started talking about this topic intentionally or unintentionally. He said he'd recently had sex with a couple, and he was a bit nervous because the woman wasn't attractive and he didn't feel anything, so it wasn't very enjoyable. I asked him if he wanted to have sex with my wife, and he said he really wanted to be our sexual partner. I said, "You don't even know what my wife looks like, and you're already so excited?" He said that seeing how handsome and well-mannered his brother Zhang was, his sister-in-law must be very nice. Haha, that kid's got a silver tongue. I sent him a picture of my wife, and he said he liked it and was looking forward to it. After chatting with him and learning about his habits, I found he didn't have any bad habits, and told him I could arrange for him to come over sometime.
I remember it was autumn of 2006. One day, after being intimate with my wife, I calmly told her that a young man was coming over to visit in a few days, as if I were saying we'd go to a restaurant for dinner the next day. She looked up at me with surprise, but didn't say anything, tacitly agreeing. I knew she was very excited, but the traditional values of women formed over thousands of years made her apprehensive, especially for a dutiful and virtuous woman like me!
Later, while chatting with the young man, I suggested he and my wife video chat. My wife was embarrassed, but I pulled her to the computer and made her sit down. To make my wife feel more comfortable, I excused myself and went out, giving them some space to communicate better. When I got home that night, it was very late, and my wife was already asleep. I turned on the computer, logged onto QQ, and found their chat history, feeling somewhat excited and thrilled. We started by talking about our personal lives and got along very well. The conversation gradually shifted to sex. He asked my wife what she thought of him and if she could accept him. My wife readily agreed. Then he introduced himself to her, praising his sexual prowess and sharing his experiences. During the video call, he showed my wife his genitals and asked to see her vagina, inquiring about her preferred sex positions and even describing what they felt like. It was incredibly arousing, and I got a hard-on. The next day, I saw him online and asked if my wife and I were getting along well. He excitedly said she was very fair-skinned, elegant, and beautiful, and he really liked her. I teased him, saying her body was even more alluring and asking why we didn't video chat. He said he had asked her several times, but she wouldn't undress, and he was really hoping for it. I told him to chat more, get to know each other's bodies through video calls first, so it would be more natural when they met in person. I even specifically told him to take screenshots of the video calls and send them to me. A few days later, every time we connected online, I would say a few words to him and then make an excuse to go out so my wife could chat with him. I always came home very late. After a few days of chatting, I guessed we knew each other well. One time, I came home very late, and my wife was still awake, her face flushed. I thought they had just chatted, so I hugged her, looked into her eyes, and asked her how the chat went. My wife nodded, blushing. I said, "Did you see how big his penis is?" My wife said, "It's quite big." I said, "What was his reaction after he saw your vagina?" My wife said, "He was very eager." After saying that, she pulled her hand away from mine and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." I thought to myself, "She's still embarrassed!" Haha
. After showering, I came back to the room, very excited. I got into bed and touched my wife's breasts. My wife made a sound. I whispered, "Did you enjoy chatting tonight?" She nodded. I asked her what it felt like to let a stranger see her vagina. She said it was very exciting. I said, "Let him lick your vagina with his tongue, suck your breasts, and then insert his penis into your vagina." As I said this, I put my hand inside her panties, which were already wet. That night was very enjoyable. We did it several times, and my wife orgasmed several times. While she was orgasming, I seized the opportunity and asked her if it was okay to invite that guy over these next few days. She nodded. I asked if she wanted him to come and fuck her cunt. She got a little out of control and shouted, "I really want it! I want it so badly!! I want his dick to fuck my cunt!!" I said, "Let him fuck your cunt hard, you slut, aren't you?" She screamed a few times, "My slutty cunt is so slutty!!" We orgasmed together, and my wife squirted a lot!
The next day, after I got up, I habitually turned on my computer, logged onto QQ, and left a message for Chan, asking him to communicate more with my wife and set a time if it was convenient. Then I went to work and didn't get home until very late. My wife came out to greet me and asked if I had eaten. I said I had, and asked her why she wasn't resting yet. My wife smiled, her face slightly red. I knew she was chatting with Chan. After washing up, I went back to the bedroom and saw she was already in bed. I asked her why she wasn't chatting anymore. My wife blushed and said she was sleepy. I chuckled to myself; she must have been having a nude chat earlier and was embarrassed to see me. So I turned off the computer. I turned it back on and logged into QQ. "Cicada" was already offline. Opening the chat history, I felt both excited and uneasy. They had been chatting all night. At first, they were quite polite, but after a few sentences, "Cicada" asked to see my wife's body. He commented on the color of her bra and panties, saying her panties were very sexy, and how white her breasts were. He even said he wanted to suckle her breasts. My wife didn't reply much, seemingly agreeing to his request. "Cicada" was very good at flirting and praising women, only mentioning my wife's good points. Actually, my wife's breasts weren't big, but her two pink nipples were very pretty. He said he really wanted to suck on her nipples every day, then asked his wife to take off her panties. At first, she refused, but after his repeated requests, she did. He was very excited, saying his wife's pubic hair was very soft, and her pink, tender vulva aroused him. He pulled out his penis and asked his wife to spread her legs and masturbate. At this point, his wife was holding a video camera, pointing it at her spread vulva, asking him if he liked it. He asked his wife if she wanted him to penetrate her. His wife was also aroused, saying she really wanted it, and loved having his penis inside her! Watching this made my heart pound!
Then his wife turned around and asked why I wasn't asleep yet. I said I was watching how your conversation was going. His wife became embarrassed and said not to watch. I pulled her head and said, "Let's watch together." His wife relaxed, resting her head on my leg, and softly said, "He wants to come tomorrow." I looked down at his wife and asked, "Do you want him to come?" His wife blushed and said, "Whatever you say." Looking at the expectant look in his wife's eyes, I nodded. One hand caressed my wife's breasts, the other pulled down her panties. Her vulva was already throbbing, her pink labia slightly parted. I knew it was from being aroused by the cicadas that night. My wife's rapid breathing was accompanied by moans...
After her climax, my wife fell into a deep sleep. But I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, a conflicted feeling churning within me. Looking at my beloved wife beside me, thinking that tomorrow I would be handing her over to another man, I felt a strange mix of bitterness and excitement. This was the thing I cared about most, the most precious thing to me! Unable to sleep, I got up, dressed, and went out into the street, hoping it would ease my unease. I wandered under the streetlights for about an hour before returning home, lying down to rest, and spending the night in a daze.
I woke up this morning to find my wife had already bought breakfast and was tidying up the house. I checked the time; it was almost eight. My head was a little dizzy from not sleeping well. I turned on the computer and logged onto QQ. "Cicada" was impatient, asking several times if I was there and if my brother agreed to let her come. I called my wife over and asked her if she wanted "Cicada" to come. She blushed and said, "Whatever you say." At that moment, I noticed that my wife, who usually dresses casually at home, was wearing clothes she only wears when shopping, exuding a mature beauty. I understood; she was ready. "Cicada" was already quite agitated, repeatedly asking, "Is that you, brother? Can I come to see you? If you still have reservations, we can just meet without playing games." I said I had no reservations. I asked him when he would arrive at my house, and he said around nine o'clock, asking me to wait for him online while he contacted me via QQ. I sat in front of the computer watching the news, and after a while, he replied, asking for my exact location. I guessed he was nearby, so I got up to meet him. As I went out, I glanced at my wife; she was both excited and nervous. I hugged her and kissed her on the lips. On the road not far from home, a taxi pulled up in front of me, and a young man got out. I recognized him immediately—it was "Cicada." After he got out, we exchanged a few pleasantries, and I carefully examined him. He was 180 cm tall, had decent looks, and a good build. By then, I felt calmer. On the way home, I reminded him that my wife had never been with another man before, and that he must be gentle and not too rough, waiting until things were in the right mood. I also introduced him to my wife's erogenous zones and habits.
Back in the house, I called to my wife that he was here. She came over and seemed very awkward seeing him. "Chan" called out, "Sister-in-law," and my wife smiled. I could tell she was satisfied with Chan. I said, "You two go to the front room; it's spacious there, and the bed is big." My wife turned and went back inside. Chan stood there looking at me. I said, "Come in." Chan and I went inside. My wife stood in front of the mirror, her face flushed, somewhat flustered. At this moment, I was unusually calm. I went over, hugged my wife, and kissed her, whispering in her ear, "Relax, don't be afraid, it's okay." I turned around and called Chan over to hug his sister-in-law. Chan came over, but my wife turned away, her back to Chan. Chan hugged my wife from behind, saying, "Sister-in-law, I've finally met you!" My wife swayed as if trying to break free. I stood there, incredibly excited, thinking I should go out for a bit, but also worried about missing the most thrilling moment of my life. Chan hugged my wife, whispering something in her ear, his hand inside her shirt, kneading her breasts. My wife's left breast is the most sensitive, which is what I just told Chan. My wife rested her arms on the dressing table, half-lying down, her upturned buttocks rubbing against Chan's penis, her body moving even more intensely. I went over and hugged my wife's head, kissing her. She put her tongue in my mouth and sucked hard. I asked my wife if it felt good when he touched her breasts. My wife looked at me hazily and hummed. My wife's bra had been unhooked, and Chan gently rubbed my wife's two snow-white breasts, his firm lower body swaying against my wife's buttocks. My wife also swayed to avoid his thrusts. I bent down and unbuckled my wife's belt, pulling her pants and underwear down to her knees. My wife's snow-white, fleshy buttocks were exposed. My wife, half-lying on the dressing table, stuck out her snow-white buttocks. Her hazy, blissful appearance was reflected in the mirror. Her two breasts were being kneaded by Chan's hands. The scene was incredibly lewd and stimulating. I held my wife's buttocks and spread her pink vulva. Chan squatted down and kissed my wife's buttocks and face with his tongue. My wife's pussy. I spread my wife's legs to signal that he could begin. Chan stood up, quickly pulled down his pants, and thrust his already hard penis into my spread-legged pussy. My wife let out a deep moan, and Chan rhythmically thrust, accompanied by my wife's soft moans. Watching the penis writhing inside my wife's body, and seeing my wife's lewd and intoxicated expression reflected in the mirror, I was extremely excited. Watching Chan's penis thrust back and forth inside my wife's pussy, bringing out a lot of cum, my wife's labia moved in and out with Chan's movements, that pussy that used to belong only to her was now being vigorously fucked by another man. Chan rubbed my wife's breasts with both hands, his lower body thrusting into my wife with all his might, making slapping sounds. My wife also moaned softly. Suddenly, Chan groaned a few times and trembled a few times. My wife responded with a few moans. Chan's buttocks thrust hard, shooting his abundant semen into my wife's pussy. My wife's vagina tightened and loosened, gripping the penis that had just been filled with semen. After a while, Chan slowly pulled out his now-soft penis, and semen dripped down his wife's pubic hair. Chan said embarrassedly, "I was too excited and couldn't control myself." I smiled and said, "Go wash up first, we'll come back later." Chan pulled up his pants, which had been pulled down to his knees, bent down and kissed his wife's white buttocks, playing with the vagina he had just penetrated. His wife's vagina was still in a state of arousal, her vaginal opening protruding, still dripping with semen. Chan parted his wife's labia with one hand and inserted his fingers into her vagina, smeared with the semen he had just ejaculated inside. His wife moaned softly. I urged, "You two go wash up together." Chan helped his wife up, who was naturally lying on the mirror with her buttocks sticking out, and together we helped her pull up her pants. I cupped his wife's face and kissed her, asking, "Was that good?" His wife swayed her buttocks, still wanting more.
The two of us tidied up our clothes a little and went to the bathroom. Our bathroom and toilet are combined, and it's very small, only a few square meters. I could hear the sound of running water inside. After waiting for a while, I quietly left. In the past, through the crack in the door, I could clearly see my wife holding a showerhead in one hand and manipulating Chan's penis with the other. Chan was touching my wife's vulva with one hand and kissing her with the other. Perhaps because we had been facing away from Chan during our earlier lovemaking, or perhaps because I was there and hadn't kissed Chan, my wife was now passionately kissing him, making moaning sounds. Chan's penis gradually hardened, and my wife, holding it, rubbed it against her clitoris, looking very pleased. Water flowed down my wife's pubic hair. Chan's fingers were also savagely digging into his wife's vulva. Chan lifted his wife's left leg and placed it on the toilet seat next to her, making her vulva clearly visible to him. Chan bent down, spread his wife's vulva open with one hand, and inserted his index and middle fingers into her vagina, digging and probing, while his tongue licked her clitoris. His wife's moans grew louder. Chan made his wife turn her back, holding onto the washing machine with both hands, and wrapped one arm around her waist, making her stick her buttocks out as much as possible. He then inserted his penis into her, holding her with both hands... He thrust into his wife's big, white buttocks with all his might, and she moaned in rhythm, her breasts swaying. After a while, he moved her back to the previous position, one foot on the toilet seat, obediently letting him do as he pleased, her lower abdomen pressed against his, making it easier for his penis to penetrate. He stood up, holding his wife's waist, his penis rubbing against her pubic hair and clitoris, deliberately not penetrating. His wife, already aroused, grabbed his penis and placed it at her vulva. He thrust his thick, black penis in completely, and she gagged deeply, her body arching back, her head shaking. He held her waist with one hand and pulled her head back with the other, kissing her. Their tongues intertwined, making soft, gurgling sounds in each other's mouths, accompanied by the sounds of their bodies colliding. His wife's snow-white body swayed, her leg on the toilet seat falling off. As if realizing he was watching, he turned his wife towards him... I lifted my wife's right leg with one hand, supported her waist with the other, and sucked hard on her tongue while my thick, black penis thrust in and out. The two of us stood in the bathroom, fucking each other with abandon. My wife's white buttocks and his thick, black penis were clearly visible before my eyes. I never expected my introverted and steady wife to suddenly become so wanton! Cicada's thrusts became more and more forceful, and crisp slapping sounds filled the room. Suddenly, he let out a soft "oh..." and his body trembled a few times; he ejaculated for the second time. I pulled out my limp penis, put my wife's right leg down, and she gave a reluctant "hmm," saying, "Let's wash up and go inside." My wife picked up the showerhead and washed Cicada's penis, while Cicada washed my wife's vagina, which was still dripping with his semen.
I went back into the room, remembered my new DV camera, and put in the tape. By then, they had already come in. My wife was wearing a shirt and skirt, and Cicada was wearing underwear. They returned to the bedroom. I took out the DV camera and filmed the two of them, telling Cicada, "Don't worry, we won't be seen." Cicada smiled, indicating he didn't care.
My wife was sitting on the edge of the bed fixing her hair. I told them, "Keep playing." Chan went over and sat next to my wife, lifting her skirt. I saw she wasn't wearing any underwear. I pointed the DV camera at her vulva, watching him play with it. Chan took off my wife's shirt, laid her down on the bed, lifted her skirt, and kissed her breasts with one hand and mouth while kneading her vulva with the other. Her vagina, which had just been penetrated, was turned inside out and was red from being fucked. I sat on the headboard, filming. My wife was using one hand to stroke Chan's penis, and with the other hand, she unbuckled my belt, took out my hard penis, and started stroking it. I knew she wanted me to bring her to orgasm. Chan's sex was intense but short-lived; he ejaculated quickly. I really admired the young man's vigorous energy. Chan's penis, which had already ejaculated twice, was hard again. I told him, "Your sister-in-law hasn't orgasmed yet, hurry up and try harder." Chan, clinging to his wife, removed her skirt, leaving her completely naked beneath him. He thrust his thick, dark penis into her vagina, pounding into her forcefully. I went behind her and recorded it with a DV camera. His wife spread her legs wide, trying her best to receive his thrusts. As he forcefully penetrated her, she cried out, "Ah... Ah..." Chan stood up and lifted his wife's legs high, her buttocks raised like an inverted "X," spreading her legs wide. He then thrust into her vagina while half-standing. I walked to his wife's side with the DV camera. Her shoulders lifted off the bed, her head lowered to the lowest point. The position was both stimulating and violent. His wife cried out, "Ah... Ah..." with his powerful thrusts. Because of the excessive movement, Chan's penis fell out. He held his wife's legs with both hands, thrusting his penis into her vagina a few times without success. I put down the DV camera, one hand holding his wife's vagina, the other guiding Chan's penis, and inserted it into her vagina. Chan, after a while of vigorous thrusting, was drenched in sweat. He put his wife down, panting, and lay on top of her. I brought him a glass of water and a towel. He wiped his sweat, took the glass, and drank deeply. His wife reached out and grabbed my penis, stroking it. I knew she wanted me to give her an orgasm; she preferred being on top. I pulled down my pants and lay down. His wife got up, grabbed my penis, and sat on top of me. Chan lay half-reclined beside her, touching our genitals and rubbing her clitoris. I could clearly feel his hand colliding with her movements, one hand kneading her breasts. Then, his wife's up-and-down speed increased. Suddenly… Ah… Ah… She screamed a few times, and a lot of water gushed from her vagina. Her buttocks twisted violently. After her orgasm, she lay down softly, tidying her hair with one hand and wiping her genitals with a piece of paper with the other. "Cicada" came over and kissed his wife. His wife's tongue went into "Cicada's" mouth, and "Cicada" sucked hard. He spread his wife's legs apart with one hand and climbed on top of her. His wife spread her legs and hugged "Cicada's" waist. "Cicada" took his penis and inserted it into her. His wife's tongue was still in "Cicada's" mouth. The two of them kissed and fucked. His wife's two snow-white legs swayed. The slapping sounds of thrusting became faster and faster. "Cicada" screamed and ejaculated for the third time. "Cicada" lay quietly on top of his wife. The two of them French kissed. I took the DV camera and filmed their genitals. His wife's pubic hair was mixed with vaginal fluid and semen, and it was a mess. "Cicada's" penis was still wriggling inside his wife's vagina, and his wife's vagina was also moving. The cicada started twitching again, his penis dripping semen. My wife's vagina, already red and swollen from being fucked, was stretched wide. I reached out and touched their genitals, touching my wife's vagina and his testicles that were bobbing up and down. He moved faster, thrusting harder into my wife's vagina. Having already ejaculated three times, he had no more energy. After several attempts, the cicada was exhausted and collapsed limply onto my wife, still French kissing her. I got up and said to the cicada, "Let's rest for a while, we'll play again after lunch." The cicada straightened up, touching my wife's breasts and then her vagina, which was slightly red and swollen from being fucked. He said thank you, brother, he had things to do at the office, got up and put on his clothes. I saw him to the door, then turned and went back inside. My wife was also dressed. I went over and hugged her, asking, "Were you happy today?" My wife nodded and said thank you, husband. I cupped my wife's face and French kissed her.
The above is all my personal experience, absolutely no exaggeration. I met that guy online again in 2008 and we talked about his feelings about that time. We then had sex again and never contacted each other again.
Most strong men have a cuckold mentality; perhaps it's because they cherish something to the extreme that they'll offer up something to provide that thrill!

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