Wife's Indulgence

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My wife and I both have respectable professions and live a comfortable but not extravagant middle-class life. To be honest, my wife isn't the demure, classical beauty type; her features are striking, her figure slender yet voluptuous, and her skin, especially, is dazzlingly fair—the kind that arouses lust. I often feel fortunate to have such a beautiful wife, the kind others envy. I enjoy having her accompany me to various parties and revel in the envious and passionate glances from others.
My wife is a wonderful woman to me and our family. Before marriage, although she had relationships with other men, we never had sexual relations. After marriage, I occasionally heard her say that some colleagues at work would "take advantage" of her, but it was only something like touching her thigh or pinching her breasts. In short, she has never had sexual relations with any other man besides me. I, on the other hand, am different. Due to work and business, I've secretly had affairs with quite a few women, but in reality, I feel that no woman outside of marriage can replace her.
This peaceful life lasted for six years; my wife's gentle nature and beautiful body brought me endless joy. As couples spend more time together, their feelings deepen, but some sensations slowly fade. Like intimacy: the passion, sweetness, and tenderness remain, but the blushing, heart-pounding excitement, the electric shock of skin-to-skin contact, the shy, restrained struggles—all are gone. This is inevitable; we're too familiar, too intimate. In fact, these feelings are beautiful, but if possible, I wish I could experience something entirely new with my wife.
I always looked forward to that exciting moment, but when it finally arrived, I felt like I was dreaming.
It started one night in early November. As usual, my wife and I liked to talk before bed, discussing the pleasure and wonder sex brings us while making love. My wife and I have always had a very good relationship; we share almost everything. We've tried various sexual techniques, some I taught ourselves, others learned from pornography. I don't know if other couples do this, but I know what we do is perfectly normal.
My wife told me she read an article in the magazine *Ren Zhi Chu* about three families, six men and women, engaging in sexual activity. My wife's department is mostly young people, and they subscribe to all sorts of magazines. Magazines like "The Beginning of Man" and "Family, Society and Life" are among her favorites to read in her spare time.
She's discussed her thoughts on some articles with me before, touching on topics like sex and lovers, and I enjoy discussing these issues with her. We're not embarrassed at all; in fact, our discussions often become more exciting and stimulating. The magazine article about a six-person party stirred up a lot of emotions in me, a complex mix of feelings, and I hoped she could provide some new thrills.
Like many couples, I've also imagined my wife having sex with multiple men, telling her these fantasies during kisses and caresses, arousing her to the point of unbearable desire, leading to climaxes together. After the passion subsided, my wife always thought I was just creating the atmosphere; such things are completely impossible in real life.
My wife is a conservative and dutiful woman, a fact confirmed by our years of marriage. However, my wife's impulse also reflects a common characteristic of women: the desire to experience more men. This consciousness is firmly rooted in a woman's mind, even though many women never dare to cross that line in their entire lives. When we talk about it after experiencing intense pleasure, we all absolutely believe it could never happen to us; we are unaware, or perhaps unwilling to be aware, of this transgressive desire within ourselves.
I cannot convince myself to encourage her to find a lover. Letting my wife go to other men in my life is something I cannot bear, and besides, my wife would think I don't love her. A situation where we each have our own affairs is also unacceptable; that would make family life chaotic and devoid of any enjoyment, and besides, it's not much different from encouraging her to find a lover.
A man's desire to possess a woman compels me to keep my wife bound to my chariot. I don't appreciate casual sex; my wife's sexual activities are not under my watchful eye, and she would think that men treat women as playthings for sexual stimulation, which is detrimental to our marital relationship.
I only allow my wife to experience sexual pleasure under my complete control, so I considered a threesome. Everything was arranged by me. I would find a stranger to participate and take control of the situation.
I had my own design for the game: although my wife was nearly 30, her beautiful face and full, mature figure were even more charming and attractive to men… We would find a stranger to play a threesome, which was the most popular group sex between two men and one woman, or a hybrid activity. It could also be called "double-gun attack," "shared wife," "two dragons and one phoenix," "three-person battle," "two heroes against one," "two men sharing a wife," and so on.
In essence, this threesome was two men having sex with one woman. They could have sex and oral sex simultaneously, or sex and anal sex at the same time, or even have both penises inserted into the vagina at the same time. Afterwards, they would be strangers, with no further contact.
I believe that my wife only experienced sexual satisfaction and novelty during her one and only extramarital sexual encounter, and wouldn't fall in love with anyone else. Even if she did, the emotional turmoil would gradually subside since there would be no further contact. This way of resolving the issue is perhaps the most acceptable to me.
After my wife finished recounting the six-person party, I didn't offer my usual comments. Instead, I resorted to my old trick, imagining the details of multiple men playing sexual games with my wife, enticing her into a sea of passionate desire with me.
After calming down, I seriously told my wife, "We can find a stranger to play a threesome, two men to one woman."
My wife asked me, puzzled, "Why would you think of that?"
I explained my reasoning: "Love is selfless, but love and sex are separate. Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life? Should a woman only have sex with one man her whole life? I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we deeply love each other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of pleasure. There's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, while sex is limitless."
A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and has given me so much. I wanted to make it up to her. I wanted her to experience pleasure and happiness in the game of sex.
My wife still couldn't accept this reality. She sighed, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a strange man. Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between acquaintances. I understand my wife's thoughts. Women are more accepting of men they know. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age, and ginger gets spicier with age. A man she's known for many years might be more helpful in overcoming their psychological barriers to sex.
But I'm a rational, or perhaps selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family, as a man, giving my wife away to an acquaintance or friend would be incredibly embarrassing.
I patiently explained the pros and cons to my wife: if such a thing happens between acquaintances, it will be awkward for everyone to meet in the future, and they might even lose their friendship. Moreover, playing such a game is different from prostitution. The husband's wife is often unaware of the game. Once the spouse finds out, it will not only cause conflict in the other family but also severely damage the reputations of all three, bringing immeasurable losses to the family and their careers—the risk is too great. Furthermore, if my wife develops feelings for the acquaintance, the situation we face will become even more complicated, and the consequences even more unimaginable.
My wife thought my analysis made a lot of sense and said it would be best to find a stranger from out of town to play around with; locals are out of the question.
I told her not to be so absolute; even if she didn't know anyone in the city, she could still invite them over. My wife said she was afraid of running into acquaintances, so I reassured her, "This city is so big, with millions of people! It's unlikely to be that coincidental. Besides, I have my own way of avoiding awkward situations."
My way of avoiding running into acquaintances is: to find them online and contact them through the internet.
My wife asked skeptically, "Are there really people like that?"
I laughed, "There are plenty of people like that online."
My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online, so she knows very little about some of the new ways of interacting between men and women reflected online. My specific steps are: first, to communicate with the online friend to get a feel for their character; I absolutely won't let vulgar people contact or hurt my wife. If she feels good about it, she'll ask the other person to send a photo to avoid running into acquaintances, and at the same time, let my wife get a feel for the other person's appearance to decide whether to meet in person. If they can meet, they can have real contact and communication, giving both parties the right to choose each other during the process. If there are no problems, then we'll book a room and move on to the more substantial stage.
I discussed this issue with my wife late into the night, asking her if she agreed with my idea. Half-asleep, she replied, "You decide everything, I'll listen to you."
That night, I was so excited I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while my wife slept soundly beside me. I couldn't help but wonder; her calm demeanor made me question whether she truly agreed. On one hand, the thought of my wife being with someone else filled me with a sour, bitter feeling. On the other hand, if she really took that step, I felt I had done right by her, and a sense of relief washed over me.
The next evening, my wife visited a friend, and I stayed home, browsing the internet in my city on Sina.com. My username was "Couple Online," and five or six people immediately messaged me. During our conversations, I sensed they were either of poor character or didn't have photos, so I promptly eliminated them.
Regarding my search for a partner, most of them asked almost the same two questions: "Are you impotent?" and "Is your wife too demanding?" These people lacked any real understanding of sex, which was both laughable and pathetic.
Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day. He said he understood this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he seemed alright, and he eventually sent me his photo via email. I told him I'd decide after my wife returned.
When my wife came home, I immediately showed her the netizen's photo. She laughed, "You actually took it seriously? I was so sleepy last night, I only agreed because I wanted to sleep..." It was like a blow to the head; I was truly stunned.
I pulled my wife down to sit and asked her to take a closer look at the netizen, recommending him as a handsome young man. But my wife was more interested in the vase next to the young man in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, and asking when we could buy one like that for our home. All
my efforts from last night were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, trying to appease her with kind words, afraid she might misunderstand me...
However, I was still unwilling to accept her rejection. After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome to tease my wife, getting her very excited.
At that moment, I lovingly told my wife that I was doing this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, and I wanted to make my beloved wife happy and joyful, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away. This was the best way to play the game.
My wife, deeply moved by our passion, said that my thoughts showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest level. She finally agreed to let me help her find a stranger for sexual encounters, saying that the online friend in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him.
The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number. That evening, my wife had a dinner engagement, and I stayed home online. The online friend didn't reply, which disappointed me. I felt that this kind of thing had to be done while the iron was hot, as I was afraid my wife would change her mind if I waited too long.
I continued to browse Sina's chat room, and an online friend contacted me. I felt that this person's conversation was mediocre, and his sexual intentions were too obvious, such as asking if my wife was pretty and if she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was very eager to meet me immediately, even saying he had his identification with him and would book a hotel room right away if possible. He told me he was a soldier and gave me his phone number.
I thought soldiers, separated from their families, would have strong desires in this regard, but I really didn't appreciate his manner of speaking. I figured I might as well use him as a test subject, letting my wife meet him, just to give her some experience. I definitely wouldn't play a threesome with him.
I immediately called my wife to ask if the dinner was over. She said she was in a friend's car, already on her way home. Learning from the previous day's experience, and fearing my wife might change her mind, I lied and said she should call me when we got home, and I would go for a walk with her. My wife was delighted and said she would let me know as soon as we got home. When we
met downstairs, I opened the car door and invited her in. My wife asked in surprise, "Didn't we say we'd go for a walk together?"
I laughed and replied, "Let's go for a drive. It's been a long time since we've had a drive like this."
My wife said she was too full and really wanted to walk to digest, but she still complied and got into the car. I drove straight to the agreed location.
My wife chattered on and on about the dinner party. It was a colleague's housewarming party, and he'd invited my wife and about twenty colleagues over. The men drank a lot and got really rowdy. She paused here. Knowing
her temperament, I suspected something was wrong, so I asked if someone had offended her. She nodded and continued: while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, her colleague, Director Liu, drunkenly moved up to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of touching her fair neck, said with feigned concern, "Your clothes are beautiful, but unfortunately the collar isn't turned up properly." His
eyes gleamed with shameless lewdness. My wife had dressed carefully before going out, so she wouldn't have been inappropriately dressed. She knew he was deliberately taking advantage of her, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone, though she felt incredibly uncomfortable.
Director Liu was bald and known for his womanizing ways in their workplace, but he was also cheerful and witty, often surrounded by a large group of women. I knew him. In the past, I would have been furious if I had known about this. Although I was still upset, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, and it wasn't too outrageous, so there was no need to take it too seriously. Besides, my eagerness to persuade my wife to meet the online friend seemed to lessen my resentment towards Director Liu.
I comforted my wife, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far later, tell me, and I'll deal with him."
After reassuring my wife for a few moments, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet the online friend. My wife asked what kind of online friend, and I replied that he was a soldier.
As we approached the agreed-upon location, I pulled the car over and said, "Is it just a meeting? I don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for yourself."
My wife realized I was serious and angrily refused, "Hey, you're not serious, are you? I thought you were just joking. Is this okay? I have a husband too. If you want to meet him, go see him yourself. I'm not going!"
And that was the end of it. I was silent the whole way home, my heart filled with indescribable feelings. My wife's loyalty deeply moved me, but her inability to take that step left me bewildered. I told her that I loved her wholeheartedly and begged her not to have any other thoughts.
Seeing my gloomy expression, my wife softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not in the mood tonight... Give me some time to adjust, okay?"
Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade my wife: "A modern woman should be adventurous and ready to take on challenges. I really want to find a man to play with you, just one, and we can play a threesome, so you can have more fun. You're almost 30, life is short, you should do what you truly want to do while you're young, and experience the feeling of being with another man! I really want you to try other men, really."
My wife said that as long as I spend time with her, that's enough; she doesn't want to play these games, afraid of hurting my feelings.
I tried to reassure my wife, saying, "This is all my choice! Extramarital sex is a supplement to marriage. As long as you don't fall in love with someone else and your feelings belong to me, the more fulfilling our extramarital sex life is, the stronger our marriage will be."
My wife replied, "Honey, I know you mean well, but I just can't take that step. It's like asking me to eat fatty meat; I know it won't do any harm to my health, but please don't force me."
I continued to persuade her, "This is a secret between us. We've both been through this before. As long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family, what's wrong with a little indulgence in our sex life?"
My wife still hesitated. She had never had sex with another man before, and she didn't know what to do if she really did this. Besides, wouldn't it be too lewd?
I said, "From a physiological perspective, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman can have sex with several men in a row, so you don't need to worry about getting hurt at all. Most importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this; it'll just be about experiencing different things, isn't that great?"
Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again, "If that guy in Beijing contacts me by phone, should we meet him?"
My wife was silent for a moment, then replied, "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him, so let's try! But just once is enough... The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?" My wife is always so serious about things.
I said, "Why not? I'm serious, I've thought it through. Since I've been fantasizing about it for so long, it needs a breakthrough to be meaningful."
The next day, November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the children went to their maternal grandmother's house, and I continued to search for friends in the local chat room on Sina.
I really hoped that the online friend in Beijing would contact me, because the opportunity was perfect that day. The child could be looked after in the afternoon and for dinner, giving my wife and me some free time. However, I had a work engagement
at noon, and my wife had to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, meaning we only had a few hours together in the afternoon. Perhaps my expectations were too high; the conversation with the online friend didn't go very well, and it was almost 11 a.m. with no result.
I was a little discouraged and was about to shut down the computer and go to the kitchen to cook when a netizen named "White-Collar 23" greeted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was from another province and had had similar experiences with his wife back home, hoping to join our lives.
I told him that my wife and I had seen some erotic content online and were very interested in sex games involving two men and one woman. I love my wife, but I also wanted her to experience some excitement. In my moral sense, my wife is my most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is most private and intimate is a challenge to myself and to morality; people survive through constant challenges—and that's the source of excitement. Life is short, and I want to do what I truly desire while I'm young. Therefore, I especially want to find a man to share my love for my wife, but I can't just find anyone; I'm afraid of encountering a vulgar person who might hurt my wife.
This online friend understood my situation perfectly, saying he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife completely. During our conversation, I learned that he and his wife had similar experiences, and he was even from my hometown, which made me feel even closer to him.
I repeatedly emphasized that my wife had never tried this before, and that meeting in person might be fruitless; I hoped he could work with me to persuade my wife. He frankly admitted that he was actually 28 years old, only two years younger than his wife, but he looked young, so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent me his photo.
Just then, my wife came home from work. I showed her his photo, and she laughed, "This guy looks a bit simple and honest, and he even looks a bit like you!"
I asked her, "Do you want to meet him?" She said, "Sure, if you say so, then let's meet!"
She answered so readily that I was a little incredulous and asked, "Why did you agree so quickly?"
She said, "You were angry last night, but you just didn't show it. I don't want you to be unhappy again today..."
A wave of emotion washed over me: My wife is so good! I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet him, and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagement. We would contact each other by phone then.
The engagement was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 pm after dinner. On the drive back, I called the online friend and asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would make it easier to talk and help create a pleasant atmosphere.
Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. My wife seemed a little reluctant on the other end of the line, saying, "I still want to sleep!"
I coaxed her repeatedly, "Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting up first. You can decide the rest later."
After entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come down after tidying up.
The twenty-odd minutes I spent waiting for her in the car felt like an eternity. The thought of my wife meeting her online friend, of... conflicting emotions—anxiety, excitement, and sadness—swirled within me. It felt like a dream; I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also hoped she would go and face it.
Finally, my wife arrived at the car. That day, she wore a perfectly tailored dark trench coat, with a light yellow fitted sweater underneath, exuding a casual charm. It was clear she hadn't dressed up intentionally; she had simply combed her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant.
My wife later told me that she hadn't dressed up much; she was just dawdling and didn't want to go out. But considering how much effort I'd put in, she didn't want to disappoint me. Unlike usual, this time she sat in the back of the car. She refused to sit next to me in the driver's seat, saying she wanted some peace and quiet.
When we were almost at Green Lake, my online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with the area. He knew there were teahouses, but couldn't find any with private rooms. He was from out of town, and I understood his predicament, so I told him we were almost there and I'd contact him again once we found the place.
I took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," which had private rooms on the second floor. The private room was unique and elegant. The brightly colored single sandpits were shaped like hands—a novel design—and the cozy space was filled with tranquility. My wife loved this playground-like environment. She practically cheered as she leaned heavily into the sofa, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, and a blush of joy spreading across her face.
The weather was warm, and my wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she got out of the car. Her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body, added a spring-like feel to the small private compartment, and made me think my wife was very sexy, always possessing a certain charm. I felt truly blessed to have such a captivating wife in this life.
Just as the tea was served, our online friend appeared. We invited him to sit down, and we chatted about everything under the sun.
This friend wore glasses, was refined and polite, but slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his personal experiences and family situation, and told us his surname was Huang.
My wife later told me that she admired two things about Xiao Huang: first, his unwillingness to settle for a stable and mundane life, his willingness to constantly change jobs, and his courage to challenge himself; second, his desire for his child to have a happy childhood, a sentiment she shared in the past, although that wouldn't be possible once the child started school.
I excused myself to use the restroom, allowing them to talk alone. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then my wife also went to the restroom. I asked Xiao Huang if he had feelings for my wife. He said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy, of course I'd love to have her! You're so lucky!" He also told me that my wife truly loves me and is rather conservative, lamenting that she doesn't know if society is developing too fast or if she's out of touch. She said she can feel my love for her, but the depth of that love confuses her.
Having finally met, I still didn't know my wife's true feelings. I discussed with Xiao Huang that he would excuse himself and let me ask my wife what she thought.
After Xiao Huang left, I eagerly asked my wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing to meet him.
My wife said she didn't know, but she thought Xiao Huang was quite nice during the conversation. She said that if the conversation didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt very comfortable and natural. But once it did, she had an indescribable feeling… She didn't know what she would do if she were actually in that kind of environment.
I knew her inner struggle and unease: "You're conflicted right now, aren't you?"
"Mmm…" She nodded, still with her head down.
"Your conflict means you still have desires. It's because you want it, but you feel it shouldn't be done, that you feel conflicted. Your unease comes from traditional societal norms that believe women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, you shouldn't feel like you're at a disadvantage. Just feel like you're having fun with another man, and enjoy it."
My wife was still a little hesitant; after all, we had never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement had given her the confidence to try, so I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need, and your body is your own. As long as you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? If you've thought it through, just do it! It's just for pleasure, so why not try it once?"
My wife held my hand tightly, stared at me for a long time, and then nodded, saying, "Okay, if you really want me to try, I'll listen to you and try it once!"
Now that my wife had agreed, I could put my plan into action. After Xiao Huang returned, I told him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to go there to book a room. He said he didn't have his ID card with him, and I said a little anxiously, "We need your out-of-town ID card to book a room!" He said he would take a taxi back to get it right away.
Hand in hand with my wife, we strolled along the edge of Green Lake. I asked her, "Are you nervous?" She replied, "Not really nervous, just a little uneasy. It's like when my mother used to ask me to meet boyfriends; I didn't want to, but they meant well, and I couldn't refuse."
I squeezed her hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make the threesome harmless, you can enjoy it to the fullest. Try to relax and don't worry about what I might think. As long as you're enjoying yourself and not being tortured, I won't mind who you do it with."
We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I called Xiao Huang, who told us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang to remind him to bring safety equipment. After listening, my wife suddenly blurted out, "I think you're forcing someone into prostitution..."
A pang of bitterness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and it's none of their business. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, going with someone once or twice... you won't lose anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?"
My wife didn't say anything more, just followed me upstairs into the room. I checked my watch; it was a little past 5. It was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made the room quite crowded. A sports event was playing on TV.
Xiao Huang poured us tea and sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what was going to happen, but none of us knew what to do. Every beginning is difficult!
So, I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?"
I had already discussed with my wife upstairs that Xiao Huang or she should shower first, and one of us needed to watch our bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers.
My wife dressed neatly and went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room were different from those in other hotels; they were thin, pale yellow curtains with only a white gauze underneath, unlike the thick black underlay of curtains in other hotels that completely blocked out light. This was for the best; if it was pitch black and nothing could be seen, there would be little sensory stimulation.
I honestly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous, and the unique feelings I had were indescribable… Xiao Huang comforted me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with a lot of anxiety, and that these feelings would gradually disappear after I got through it. After
a moment of silence, I discussed with Xiao Huang again: I wanted him to act according to his mood while I showered, hoping to see his progress when I came out. Although I said this, I was actually afraid that my wife might be hurt.
Xiao Huang understood my feelings at that moment, saying that he was only having sex with his sister-in-law, and promised to respect her and not hurt her, asking me not to worry.
I specifically instructed Xiao Huang that when we played later, he must find an opportunity to enter my wife's body first. I did this mainly because I was afraid my wife would change her mind; if I did, it would be a done deal.
Xiao Huang calmly smiled and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't mind." I could tell that Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area.
After a while, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, asking me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly and thought she was asking me to close the curtains, so I casually replied that I had already done so.
This meant that my wife was about to come out of the bathroom. My heart was pounding as I imagined: if my wife came out fully clothed, should I undress her or let Xiao Huang undress her? If I undressed her, she might be more psychologically accepting, but if Xiao Huang undressed her, and I watched from the side, that feeling would be more exciting...
The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. My wife's face was flushed after her bath, her hair was slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter.
To my surprise, my wife wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow bath towel wrapped around her full body, her snow-white arms exposed above her ample, high breasts. The small towel couldn't fully cover her body, and the hem of her bathrobe revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique sexiness and charm…
How could my wife have become so open at that moment? The only thing covering her body was a bath towel; didn't that mean it would be easy to undress her?
But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make the bed for me?" I then understood what she meant and quickly did as she said.
My thinking was correct; my wife genuinely wanted to make things easier for us. Later, she told me that she was wearing a tight-fitting bra that extended from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since she had already come this far, she figured she might as well take her clothes off anyway, and it would be more convenient for her to go out wrapped in the towel than for us to go through the trouble of undressing her.
I went to the bathroom to be with my wife, then helped her out and carefully helped her onto the bed against the wall. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her.
Xiao Huang's eyes swept over my wife's body, and from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze wasn't particularly lewd. He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood the composure he possessed, a trait born of experience.
I sat down beside my wife, gently stroking her face. She seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking to one side, as if avoiding me…
Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps that exciting moment had already begun the instant I entered the bathroom, with Xiao Huang and my wife. I didn't know if I could be naked and open with another man, nor how to break the awkwardness at the beginning. Thinking that my wife was about to embrace, kiss, caress, and even have sex with another man, I was filled with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife's; we were speechless for a moment.
My consciousness became somewhat blurred… It felt like I was preparing a special gift for my beloved, wanting her to love and be very satisfied with it. I wasn't worried that she would fall in love with this crazy thrill; I was only worried that she might be hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If she tells me she really enjoyed it afterward, I'll be overjoyed; if she regrets trying it, I believe I'll regret it even more, hating myself for hurting the one I love.
A short while later, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a towel.
I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I kept pressing my ear to the crack in the bathroom door, trying to hear what was happening outside, but I couldn't hear anything except the monotonous sound of the showerhead.
After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting beside my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her hair, talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang followed the rules of the game. Before I appeared, he had been sitting on the edge of the bed, saying to my wife with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in; you could move a little."
My wife replied nervously, "It's okay." Then they fell silent.
After a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a bit cold and asked his wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself with a blanket?"
His wife nodded with her eyes closed and replied, "Sure."
Xiao Huang sat down next to his wife, pulled the blanket over her legs, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay..."
Xiao Huang's comforting words made his wife feel very warm.
At that moment, I came out of the bathroom.
Seeing me appear, Xiao Huang moved to the other side and sat down, perhaps feeling that it should be my turn.
I lay down beside my wife, gently embraced her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek. My wife slightly opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Husband..." before closing her eyes again and resting her head against my chest, exuding a captivating feminine aura.
Looking at my wife's blushing cheeks and smelling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife, I love you..." As I spoke, my cold lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipped under the covers and moved over her full breasts, kneading her soft breasts, then trying to pull off the towel covering her soft body.
My wife suddenly gripped the towel tightly, her voice trembling, "No... don't untie it..."
I understood my wife's shyness at that moment, so I stopped what I was doing, gently stroking her hair, pressing my tongue against her bright red lips, and slipping it inside her mouth. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining passionately.
Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my palm. I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tighter, feeling her breathing gradually become heavier...
I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and beckoned to him, gesturing for him to come closer.
As I deeply kissed my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, immediately exposing her snow-white breasts to Xiao Huang's eyes. One of her large, brown nipples trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman wafted through the air.
Soon, I felt Xiao Huang's breath. He gently leaned down and softly took my wife's nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, his hand moving towards the breast I was kneading.
"Oh…" My wife pulled away from my lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed…
The covers were completely pulled back during our actions, revealing my wife's full, white body, her beautiful curves and exquisite figure laid bare. My wife has always had a great figure—a slim waist, full hips, and long legs. But that day, I suddenly realized that compared to when we got married, her figure hadn't changed at all; in fact, it was more mature and alluring than before. Her breasts were still so high and firm, and even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white and long, and even more rounded and fuller than before. With age, her body had become even more full of the charm of a mature woman.
Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breasts, my hand went directly to my wife's thickly haired pubic area. My wife was quite plump, and the flesh on either side of her vulva was very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills nestled on either side of a stream. I knew my wife didn't like her clitoris touched, so I used my fingers to circle around her vaginal opening.
My wife just kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes fluttering, her breathing rapid and shallow. At the same time, I noticed that Xiao Huang was already standing by the bed, and my wife's fair, slender hand was holding his large, dark penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick and dark, throbbing slightly, the veins almost visible as they twisted from the erection; the glans was bulging, extremely engorged and purplish-red.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang had pulled her hand over; she hadn't dared to look at what his penis looked like, only that it felt incredibly hot, thick, and large.
I lowered my head to kiss my wife again; her breathing became more rapid, faster, and warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vagina, making my fingers increasingly sticky.
At that moment, I felt Xiao Huang's hair brush against the back of my hand, which was resting on my wife's lower body. It turned out that, without my noticing, Xiao Huang had already started kissing my wife's thighs, from the outside in… No wonder my wife's love fluid was flowing so quickly and so profusely; it was the result of two men kissing and caressing each other!
I gazed intently at my wife, her face flushed with the passion aroused by lust. Her eyes were half-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, her brows brimming with tenderness. She writhed her voluptuous body, her every curve perfectly accentuated.
I withdrew my hand from her vaginal opening, continuing to caress her breasts. My lips left hers, and I looked up to watch Xiao Huang's actions. I saw Xiao Huang gently part my wife's long, slender legs, pressing his face against her pubic hair, his lips instantly clamping onto her clitoris.
"Oh..." My wife tilted her head back, her tightly closed face becoming even more alluring. She involuntarily parted her sensual lips, letting out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily rose. As Xiao Huang's lips and tongue pressed harder against my wife's vulva, her legs swayed up and down.
Xiao Huang worked very hard. He tilted his head and lifted his wife's buttocks, burying half his face in her pubic hair, and licked her for a long time. His wife's legs spread wider and wider. She was no longer shy as before and took the initiative to show her most private parts, letting Xiao Huang's tongue travel over every inch of her genitals.
Amidst the sounds of licking, sucking, probing, and drilling, my wife seemed to be in extreme discomfort, only moaning even more ecstatically. I knew that when my wife was fully aroused, a bit of fleshy labia, like the hem of a scallop, would peek out from her vulva, curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of love fluid secreted after arousal, coating the vulva and the exposed hem, like the petals of a fleshy bud smeared with honey.
"How does it feel?" I whispered in my wife's ear.
"Ah...husband...his tongue is all the way in...I can't take it anymore...it's so itchy down there...it's so uncomfortable...I'd rather be...than suffer like this...you two...let's see who goes first, stop teasing me!"
I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer! Don't you like this kind of foreplay?"
My wife nodded too: "Then...I...I...I'm going to embarrass you...I'm sorry...he's really good...ah...I'm so wet!"
With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her moans rising and falling, the blanket had completely fallen to the ground. Her dark pubic hair was soaked with her own vagina and stuck to the inside of her thighs on both sides of her vulva, her engorged labia minora were slightly turned apart, revealing the tender red vaginal opening that was wriggling slightly as if urging the next step to come.
I felt it was about time, so I turned to look at Xiao Huang. He was looking at me too, his eyes questioning me. I understood he was asking if we could begin, so I nodded.
Xiao Huang left my wife's body to put on a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs… At this moment, my wife clearly knew what was about to happen; her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous. Now that we'd reached this crucial point, I was afraid she might change her mind, so I leaned over her, pressing down on her arms, holding her firmly so she couldn't move an inch.
At this moment, my wife seemed to understand my nervousness. She opened her eyes and nodded gently at me, as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she deliberately spread her already open legs even wider, completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully opening her vagina, which had originally belonged only to me, to this strange man before her.
I watched helplessly as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, knelt between my wife's fair legs, and then looked down at the opening of her vulva. One hand guided his penis, while the other parted the vulva from the left, first circling the head of his penis against her labia a few times before pressing it directly against her vaginal opening.
I leaned forward, watching this tense moment unfold. I saw Xiao Huang's buttocks slowly lower, his penis parting her labia, pushing open the vaginal opening, and gradually thrusting deeper into my wife's vagina. As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it against her chest.
Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands, and a third of his penis was already inside my wife's body. At the same time, he lunged at her, thrusting his lower body forward. "Oh..." As Xiao Huang leaned forward and his large penis penetrated, my wife's breasts bounced, and she cried out passionately. Her buttocks and waist responded by thrusting upward, her beautiful face turning to one side, gripping the side of the pillow tightly, and letting out a "Oh!"... I could feel her heart pounding.
When I saw her furrowed brows relax and her lips twitch slightly, I knew that although I couldn't see the two sets of sexual organs inside her body that I, her husband, found so unforgettable, were tightly intertwined, my wife's expression clearly told me: in that instant, the flesh that had previously only covered part of my body had now accepted the extremely swollen flesh of another man.
Xiao Huang, naked, pressed down on my wife's voluptuous body, his head touching mine above her face. Since their lower bodies were already joined, it was difficult for Xiao Huang to position his hands for support. So I got up and moved to the other side of the bed, making room for him.
On this side of the bed, close to the wall, the aisle was narrow, making it inconvenient to observe them. I turned and walked to the other side of the bed, squatting beside it, gently stroking the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements. At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was fully inserted into my wife's alluring vagina, the two labia tightly gripping the base of his penis, with only a clump of dark pubic hair visible outside, indistinguishable as to whether it belonged to my wife or Xiao Huang.
The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the curtains, illuminating a naked couple: the man's elbows supported his body, his head pressed intimately against the woman's delicate face. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes closed, and her slightly parted lips emitted passionate moans. Her two long, white, and slender legs were slightly raised, her snow-white flesh swaying with the man's hip movements.
Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to thrust repeatedly into his wife's lower body. He didn't thrust in and out forcefully, but rather kept most of his thick, hard penis inside her vagina, then vigorously twisted his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and ramming motion inside her body…
At this moment, his wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful churning, his wife let out a series of intoxicating "Oh… Ah…" responses, her full buttocks involuntarily writhing in rhythm with the man on top of her. At this moment, Xiao Huang was clearly concentrating all his attention on the squeezing and rubbing of his glans against the tender flesh of my wife's vaginal walls. With each thrust, he let out a soft moan, seemingly enjoying the intense pleasure.
I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved, with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must have reached deep inside her, powerfully rubbing and impacting her, carefully feeling the tightness, contractions, and lubrication within.
I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I had seen another man's penis inside my wife's vagina, and I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions as I listened to her passionate moans. This woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opened her body to him, willing to envelop his body with her own, to accommodate his deep penetration within her, to guide him to ejaculate and enjoy pleasure, and to allow him to unleash ecstasy, trembling, and spasms from within her, to experience her exquisite orgasm.
Their most intimate and tender parts were now intertwined and rubbing together, her bodily fluids soaking their bodies. I couldn't resist placing my hand between my wife's vagina and anus beneath Xiao Huang's penis, gently kneading her perineum.
"Oh...oh..." My wife's moans grew stronger as Xiao Huang began thrusting in and out of her vagina, his scrotum swaying back and forth, tapping against the back of my hand.
"Plop...plop...plop..." Soft sounds emanated from their genitals, an astonishing flow of fluid being drawn out from the crevices around his penis, running down his inner thighs and soaking the sheets.
In fact, over the years I had tried every kind of sex with my wife, her body inside and out as if it were part of my own, but at this moment, I couldn't help but be shocked by the clear movements of a stranger's penis penetrating her.
A surge of indescribable excitement welled up inside me. Such a wonderful wife, such beautiful vulva—the place I was most fascinated by when my wife and I first got married—is now finally being enjoyed by this stranger. Watching my beloved wife's familiar vulva endure the thrusting of his large, yellow penis, I felt my blood boil and my lower body became extremely aroused. Especially the sounds of the man's rough moans mixed with my wife's soft gasps, the "slap slap slap" of flesh colliding mixed with the "plop, plop" sounds of genitals rubbing together—all these made it impossible for me to control my intense feelings. This sensation seeped into my body, making me indulge.
I moved to the head of the bed and, beneath Xiao Huang's body, reached out and roughly kneaded my wife's breasts, twisting her nipples and pressing them into various shapes in rhythm with Xiao Huang's thrusts…
At this moment, Xiao Huang tenderly asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"
Having experienced pleasure with a man other than her husband for the first time, my wife, enjoying the sensation, nodded frankly.
Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to my wife again, "Sister-in-law, if you're comfortable, will you hold me?" He then kissed my wife's slightly parted lips, which were still groaning.
At first, my wife kept her teeth tightly closed to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but as Xiao Huang's lower body thrust violently, she couldn't control herself anymore, opening her mouth in a daze and actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue. As their tongues intertwined wildly, she couldn't help but tightly embrace Xiao Huang's naked body. I could clearly see the expressions of pleasure and confusion on their faces caused by the friction of their genitals.
Under the relentless pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, until finally her legs were wrapped around his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she parted again, then wrapped them around again… her buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with Xiao Huang's thrusts.
I could clearly see that between the wife's raised, swaying legs, in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was completely inside her. The wife's tender, red vaginal opening was turning in and out with each thrust, and a milky white, glistening discharge flowed from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks…
Suddenly, Xiao Huang stepped off the bed, his penis, still erect in his condom, seemed even thicker and stronger after his rounds of penetration. His slick, glistening member was completely wet from base to tip.
Xiao Huang turned to me and said, "Brother, come on up!" He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest.
I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately climbed onto the bed, facing my limp wife, kneeling beneath her and supporting her thighs with my hands. Her vagina, still wide open, revealed its sticky, wet opening.
I straddled her, my erect penis in hand, and thrust forward, aiming at her overflowing vagina. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet; my penis practically slid in. A soft moan escaped her throat as soon as I entered, followed by a cry of "Ah…" as my entire penis filled her completely.
Once inside, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry had been. The soft, warm embrace, the friction, the lubrication—everything was perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina, after being explored by my large penis, felt a little looser, but it was soft, warm, wet, and lubricated—very comfortable to insert.
Normally, when my wife and I make love, it doesn't feel anything special, but at this moment, it feels incredibly alluring. I can feel my wife's vaginal walls sucking and licking, the hot, folded walls gripping my penis tightly, sending waves of indescribable pleasure through me.
This is my wife's secret place, just now brought to orgasm by another man! I can clearly feel her soft, tender body moving deeper and deeper, feeling her body spasming and sucking at my penis. My glans is 15 centimeters deep inside my wife, feeling her burning desire. I stop there, feeling my penis enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable comfort, as if the whole world has ceased to exist, only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that one place is real.
Unsurprisingly, I began thrusting my hips back and forth. Thanks to my wife's abundant secretions, my penis slid smoothly through her vagina. Her entire vagina was overflowing with fluids; compared to the usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, it was now overflowing with juices and incredibly elastic, as if making room for me to unleash my full potential.
My wife kept her eyes closed, letting me go in and out. Watching my engorged penis, throbbing with veins, move in and out of her overflowing vagina, from deep red to covered in a layer of pale white foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed through me. I felt a light, floating sensation, my mind absorbing the pleasure from my penis like a sponge, my soul already soaring into space.
I continued thrusting forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable sense of comfort and relaxation. Her juices were unusually abundant, and the opening and closing of her lower body produced frequent "splashing" sounds. My penis was covered in her glistening love juice, and with each thrust, it pulled out the tender flesh of her vagina and then forcefully pushed it back in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body rippling with waves of flesh, her moans growing louder and deeper, her vagina sucking at my glans with each contraction and relaxation.
Suddenly, I felt my wife's vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs clamping around me, her body almost frozen, and copious amounts of secreted fluid gushing out. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal, and this was the moment when vigorous thrusting was most needed. So, while kissing my wife's breasts, I steadied her legs and adjusted my position, unleashing a storm of thrusts.
"Oh... ah... ah..." my wife cried out again, her long, smooth black hair obscuring her beautiful face. I sped up, charging forward like a sports car that couldn't stop, the loud "slap slap slap" of impact echoing between our bodies.
After a frenzied, passionate thrusting, the feeling of ejaculation suddenly surged through my glans, and I immediately stopped, leaving my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina. During the pause in my movements, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest, taking her hardened nipple into his mouth and sucking and teasing it forcefully.
"Mmm...mmm...it hurts...be gentle..." My wife couldn't bear Xiao Huang's passionate sucking; her eyes were tightly closed, her face showing a mixture of pleasure and pain, her cherry lips slightly parted as she softly pleaded. At the same time, I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me tighter and tighter...
Seeing my wife's adorable state as she was being played with by two men, I thrust into her again with a fierce, forceful thrust, making her full breasts sway violently back and forth with my intense assault. My wife later told me about her new experience: during intercourse, her breasts swayed dramatically, like someone was caressing her, which made her more aroused and excited.
With each thrust, the urge to ejaculate on my glans became increasingly unbearable. Looking down, I saw that our genitals were completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and her vaginal opening was covered in sticky little bubbles. I withdrew, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and gently stroked her face. I nudged Xiao Huang, signaling him to get on top.
Amidst my wife's soft moans, Xiao Huang put his mouth to her ear, licking and whispering something. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Xiao Huang's lips suddenly pressed against his wife's. His wife tilted her head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also seemingly accepting...
Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face as she was completely immersed in a passionate kiss. She moaned, "Mmm... Oh..." Her sensual lips twisted slightly under Xiao Huang's kisses, her fair arms tightly wrapped around his body, and her high, firm breasts pressed tightly against his chest...
Seeing his wife take the initiative to be intimate with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to his head, and my penis became even thicker and harder: "Okay, let's share your body together." Then, I willingly lifted his wife's jade-like legs and asked Xiao Huang to ravage her to his heart's content. The three of us went wild in our lust to the extreme.
Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, lying on top of his wife's snow-white body. He reached down to her lower body, rubbed his glans against her vulva, and then, holding his penis firmly between her parted legs, thrust it downwards. "Oh..." With a cry from his wife, his large penis, along with the sticky fluid, slid easily into her incredibly lubricated vagina. Xiao Huang entered my wife's body once again.
Xiao Huang's sexual movements remained the same as before, small but powerful. His wife's hair swayed with each thrust, and the two embraced tightly. The intercourse gradually deepened into a passionate, ecstatic state. His wife's vaginal fluids soaked both their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed.
I moved to their lower bodies and inserted my fingers into Xiao Huang's groin, caressing his wife's perineum. The area between her vaginal opening and anus rose and fell rhythmically; when Xiao Huang's penis entered, it bulged; when he withdrew, it receded, somewhat like the vacuum effect of a bellows. I watched with great interest for a while, then stepped back to appreciate this exciting and arousing scene of intercourse.
Xiao Huang used one knee to forcefully spread his wife's leg apart, his taut, prominent leg muscles pressed tightly against the smooth, delicate outer thigh of his wife. The harmonious beauty of man and woman could even be seen in the strength and grace of those two legs.
My wife's legs were spread wide, her vaginal opening almost directly facing Xiao Huang's large penis as it thrust in quickly and deeply. The skin around her vaginal opening was taut and translucent, with a bluish tinge. At this moment, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to its deepest point without any resistance each time. However, when he withdrew halfway, he would resume his thrusting motion and forcefully insert it deep into the vaginal cavity. Each time his penis moved back and forth inside my wife's vagina, it caused her body to tighten or even shudder.
"There's a labia opening and closing inside my sister-in-law's vagina. Is her cervix open?" Xiao Huang paused, then reported to me.
My wife groaned, "It's you...you've opened my flower core..."
"My sister-in-law is gripping me so tightly. I've already reached the end, and now her vagina is gripping me tightly! Oh, it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter, ring after ring." He said, thrusting deeply again, his lower body pressed tightly against his wife's, and then stopped.
"Ugh...it's so embarrassing...don't say it..." The wife's voice was trembling with tears, but upon closer listening, it wasn't discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss, as if she were about to ascend to the pinnacle of life and take flight.
Xiao Huang's legs were straight and trembling slightly, likely from the contractions of his wife's vagina during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation from her vaginal contractions, he trembled along with her.
"Ah...oh..." My wife's cries grew louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body writhing, her beautiful face radiating the intoxicating glow of sexual pleasure...
Time passed second by second, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still relentlessly thrusting. By this time, they had changed positions countless times. He held my wife's buttocks and thrust from behind, using just the right amount of force. Each time he penetrated deep into my wife's vagina, he would pause heavily, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, so that my wife's vagina could better feel his penis, which had swelled to its limit from the constant piston-like movements.
My wife held onto the headboard with both hands, her legs weakly kneeling on the bed, her face wet with sweat that soaked her beautiful hair. If I hadn't been holding her waist to support her weight, she would have long since collapsed onto the bed from Xiao Huang's vigorous thrusting.
"Plop...plop...plop..." Soft sounds of intercourse emanated from their lower bodies. Xiao Huang's penis appeared and disappeared outside his wife's vulva, a sensual scene that made my heart race. My wife's astonishing wetness flowed down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her, making them so slippery that she could barely kneel. Finally, Xiao Huang had to temporarily withdraw his penis. I picked her up and placed her on the other side of the bed, and they resumed their activities.
Xiao Huang's thrusting movements became increasingly vigorous, each stroke penetrating deep into my wife's vagina, almost suffocating her. Several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped outside her vulva, but Xiao Huang simply lifted his hips slightly and skillfully pushed it back inside.
My wife's cries at this point were devoid of meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh...mmm...mmm...mmm..." I could feel the sensation of Xiao Huang's thrusting emanating from my wife's body.
"Honey, are you alright?" I couldn't help but ask.
My wife seemed completely lost in passion, her face showing an expression of ecstasy during sex. Beads of sweat dripped from her body, condensing on her nose and sticking to her temples. She leaned against my chest, looking at me blankly, nodded, and forced a smile: "I'm alright... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave... ah... no... I... I'm going to come again!"
Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, making our bodies slap against each other with a loud "slap slap." My wife could no longer make a sound. She impulsively hugged me, arching her buttocks to receive Xiao Huang's increasingly forceful thrusts. Her teeth were clenched tightly, yet they trembled constantly, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and shouted again: "Husband... I... I'm... I'm... I'm coming again!" Then her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Just as my wife clung to me and managed a hoarse cry, in an instant, after one of Xiao Huang's most violent thrusts, he stopped pumping, tightly gripping my wife's buttocks. His lower abdomen and the tips of her buttocks pressed together, unmoving, his face showing an expression that was hard to decipher—a mixture of excitement and pleasure. Then, both of their bodies began to convulse simultaneously.
I leaned closer to where they were joined and saw Xiao Huang's buttocks muscles contracting and relaxing intermittently, his body trembling slightly. A small portion of the base of his penis was still visible outside my wife's vagina, and the pulsation of the protruding urethra was even faintly visible. I knew—he was ejaculating inside my wife's warm vagina!
During her orgasm, my wife uncontrollably twisted her body, her eyes wide and her whole body trembling. Clearly, she knew that the penis inside her was ejaculating. As for Xiao Huang, he closed his eyes, seemingly savoring the pleasure of his penis being squeezed by my wife's vaginal spasms, or perhaps enjoying the pleasurable feeling of expelling his semen into my wife's vagina.
My wife's body, which I was usually familiar with, now felt strange to me. I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held in my heart with her voluptuous body and burgeoning lust. My wife later told me that even through the condom, she could feel how hot Xiao Huang's semen was, and how long his ejaculation lasted, making her orgasms seem endless, until she almost fainted from pleasure.
A moment later, Xiao Huang slumped down, lying on my wife's back, his buttocks still twitching with the lingering tremor of ejaculation, like a brilliant shooting star leaving a faint trail of light after it streaked across the night sky. My wife released me, turned around, and hugged his broad back tightly, her small white hands like two blooming calla lilies on his dark back.
After releasing, Xiao Huang slightly raised his body, as if announcing to my wife that his penis was about to withdraw from her body. My wife swayed slightly, as if reluctantly groaning, and hugged him even tighter.
Women often feel a strange longing for the man who has penetrated their bodies after he leaves, especially after he has sown the seeds of life within them, whether it's their husband of many years or a stranger they've only known for a little over an hour. My wife was clearly hesitant to express these feelings, and I'd rather believe it was an emotion arising from the complete satisfaction she felt.
After keeping his penis inside my wife for a short while longer, Xiao Huang lifted the other leg that was pressing against her. He tried to spread her legs with his hands, but she must have exerted some force; her legs remained tightly pressed together, making it difficult for Xiao Huang to pull his penis, still in its sheath, out of her body.
At this moment, Xiao Huang, like a considerate husband, stopped forcing his way out. He continued kissing his wife, their faces pressed together, while he used his hand to probe between their bodies, using his fingers to grip the rubber band and slowly pulling his waist back. A large patch of his wife's disheveled long hair covered Xiao Huang's face. Several times she tried to kneel down, but Xiao Huang used one arm to support her body, making her kneel again.
"Pop!" The tender red lips parted, and Xiao Huang's body slowly withdrew from his wife's body. The organ that had been so powerful, hot, and exciting, bringing his wife several orgasms, gradually slid out of his still-hot cavity as his body left, leaving a few thin strands of fluid. Both of them looked at each other with satisfaction and affection.
Xiao Huang completely withdrew his penis from his wife's body, his penis still semi-erect. He stood up, holding the base of the rubber band with his hand, and carefully walked towards the bathroom. I saw that the tip of the condom covering Xiao Huang's shrunken, limp penis was glistening with milky white semen.
After he withdrew, I looked at my wife, her face flushed with desire, having just been with another man. An inexplicable urge surged through me, giving me renewed strength. I pulled her body to the edge of the bed, making her lean over it. I pounced on her fiercely, thrusting my erect penis deep into her wet, hairy vagina, and began to ravage her again... At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather vengefully and ruthlessly trampling on my wife, as if trying to reclaim what I had lost.
With each thrust, my wife cried out, her cries growing louder with each stroke. Encouraged by her moans, I thrust even harder. Soon, her cries began to tremble, and more and more fluid accumulated inside her, making a "plop, plop" sound as my penis entered and exited. Suddenly, my wife kissed me, and of course, I returned the kiss passionately.
Just then, something strange happened. I felt my wife's lower body, tightly wrapped around me, begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it transformed into a wave-like rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls. My penis was enveloped by the tight, hot flesh of her vagina, a sensation of unparalleled comfort.
My surprise turned into excitement, and then into an unprecedented enjoyment. My wife and I didn't need to move; simply holding each other tightly, the twitching effect from her magical private parts drove her into a state of ecstasy, experiencing multiple orgasms, while also making my blood surge. I couldn't help but recall what Xiao Huang had said during my wife's orgasm. Xiao Huang had asked my wife if her innermost part was open. When he penetrated to the very end, it felt as if a pair of fleshy lips were opening and closing, with rings of flesh gripping tightly inside—it felt so good.
We embraced tighter and tighter, her swollen vagina gripping my burning penis, merging into one. Our curves met perfectly, and I felt the heat of her vagina. The head of my penis, churning within her burning flesh, sent shivers of pleasure through me. I closed my eyes, focusing intently on the intense pleasure of this frenzied intercourse, pushing harder to penetrate her deepest depths. I
truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless joy and pleasure… Although I couldn't help feeling a pang of envy for the stranger who had experienced this wonder from this body before me, I understood that it was precisely because of his presence that we had both discovered such amazing wonders within my wife's body.
Suddenly, a long, sharp cry escaped her throat: "Ah…ah…ah…ah…" Her limbs clung to my body like an octopus, her vulva sucking at my penis like a fish's mouth. I felt as if an invisible hand was gripping my penis tightly; I knew she had reached the peak of pleasure.
I couldn't hold back any longer! So, with all my might, I thrust in and out more than ten times. A pleasurable shudder sent a rush of heat to my brain, a chill ran down my spine, and a warm sensation rose in my lower abdomen, shooting straight down
to my genitals. This heat gushed out from the opening of my penis, and I felt my penis convulse. The glans was burning hot like a volcano, its tip beginning to spew scalding lava. The long-awaited semen finally erupted inside my wife's body. With each thrust, it shot out a stream, seven streams, eight streams... or even more, recklessly shooting one after another into the depths of my wife's vagina.
At this moment, my wife was also trembling all over, the sheets pulled up to her chest, her calves shaking, her vulva spasming, absorbing all the semen I had ejaculated inside her. My thick, hard penis throbbed and pulsed deep inside my wife's tight vagina a dozen times before finally calming down. She tensed her body, moaning ecstatically, clinging to me tightly, savoring the peak pleasure of my penis ejaculating at her cervix. We finally reached the ecstatic climax of intercourse together, trembling slightly as we experienced one orgasm after another.
When we finally calmed down, I let out a groan, and she exhaled a long breath. We relaxed our bodies as if exhausted, the unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented fatigue.
I lay on top of her, smoothing her disheveled hair, my body pressed against her full, soft body. She lay beneath me, her entire body supple and boneless. My penis, still firmly inside her after the intense thrusting, was tightly gripped by the inside of her legs, the glans still itchy, sending a faint, warm, and wet sensation of pleasure through me.
My wife has truly lost her virginity. Her fair, full body, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature young woman, has been offered up without reservation to a stranger right before my eyes. A complete stranger has used his every whim to vent his lust on this beautiful body.
My wife's glistening thighs, supple waist, full breasts, beautiful vulva, shy breaths, and melodious moans, which once belonged only to me, have become a shared object in the past hour! But at the same time, I felt a kind of pleasure, a pleasure from the bottom of my heart. It could even be said that this is the most exciting and enjoyable time I have ever had since I started having sex. Only I know the reason for this. I know that I have become intoxicated by this feeling.
Throughout the entire threesome, my wife had kept her eyes closed most of the time, but now she opened them and asked me tenderly, "Honey, are you tired? Lie on me and rest!"
I shook my head, tidied her messy hair, and gently caressed her breasts. My wife blinked at me, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I think he's a little different from you..."
I shushed her and quickly covered her mouth with my hand, worried that Xiao Huang might overhear our comments and feel bad about it. We remained still for a long time. My wife gently kissed my face, while I quietly remained inside her, feeling her tightness, her contractions, and her lubrication, savoring the wonderful feeling after this intense orgasm.
My wife rested her head on my side and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..."
I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I would have a bad impression of her. I smiled, gently stroking her hair, and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't matter how things are in bed, as long as we're both comfortable."
My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good to me."
I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you."
My wife and I both wholeheartedly agreed that this unique threesome not only gave us unprecedented satisfaction in terms of sexual desire and emotions, but also deepened our feelings and love for each other. I had a vague premonition that our sex life might become more colorful in the future!
After Xiao Huang finished washing up, I let my wife go wash up first. My wife, naked and voluptuous, walked out and went into the bathroom naturally in front of us. My wife later told me that she carefully washed the nipples that Xiao Huang had sucked and the parts that he had kissed. In the moment of ecstasy, she needed such sucking and kissing, but after calming down, she felt that she had to remove those marks because she belonged to her husband and could not accept other men leaving any marks on her body. Women's psychology has always been contradictory.
It's already 6:45 PM. Since we came in, the three of us have been playing for almost two hours without realizing it. Fortunately, Xiao Huang and I took turns, which allowed my wife to enjoy the pleasure of intercourse without interruption for this not-so-short period of time. Normally, I could never keep a penis inside her vagina for more than an hour on my own.
While my wife was washing up, I asked Xiao Huang, "How was it? Was your sister-in-law alright?"
Xiao Huang nodded and said, "Although she didn't seem very open yet, she was very cooperative during sex, making it feel very comfortable. I can say it's the first time I've met such a compatible partner in bed. It was really enjoyable!"
I nodded and then told Xiao Huang, "Sorry, we have to go now. It's getting late, and your sister-in-law has to rush to a wedding."
Xiao Huang nodded understandingly and said, "Then hurry up! I'll stay here tonight."
We slowly got dressed and chatted. He said he really enjoyed being with us, and I teased him, "If you like it, feel free to call us anytime! Maybe after this experience, your sister-in-law will be more open with you next time and have even more fun!"
A little while later, my wife opened the door and suddenly saw that we were all dressed, leaving her completely naked. All the lights in the room were on again, making her feel embarrassed, and she wanted to sneak back into the bathroom. I went over and put my arm around her, saying, "It's alright, we've already done intimate things, so don't hide anymore!" I pulled her out of the bathroom, pushed her in front of Xiao Huang, and said, "I'm leaving soon, let's be intimate one last time!"
I went into the bathroom to tidy myself up and gather my things. When I came out, my wife was already dressed and waiting for me in the room, still looking as dignified and beautiful as ever, but her face was flushed with shyness. Looking at my elegant and refined wife, who would have thought that just a few minutes ago, she was a wanton woman enjoying sexual pleasure!
After the passion subsided and calm returned, my wife's shyness in front of Xiao Huang seemed to intensify. When we left, I said goodbye to Xiao Huang; my wife didn't say a word. Later, my wife said she felt very embarrassed, as if she had run away from the room.
Thinking about it later, my wife told me that she felt guilty towards Xiao Huang. He had been very kind and considerate to her, and left without saying a word; she really felt bad for him. My wife is always so kind and compassionate.
Before we left and got into the car, my wife blurted out, "I've already experienced it. You said it was just once, so please don't do it again, okay?"
My heart skipped a beat, and I asked her, "Didn't you enjoy it?" She admitted that she did feel great physically, very excited and thrilled, experiencing a novel and exciting feeling she'd never felt before. But she worried that what I was doing was too time-consuming and energy-draining, and it might affect our family life.
I reassured her that this wouldn't happen too often, and I would only arrange it when appropriate, asking her not to worry. Then I asked if she would still be willing to have me arrange it like this in the future. My wife vaguely agreed, saying, "We'll see later!"
I knew that my wife couldn't forget this pleasure, but she didn't want to encourage me to do it too much, hence her perfunctory answer. My wife is a good woman; she was afraid that I would become addicted to this kind of game and become obsessed.
I asked her if she was nervous when we were about to play the threesome and go into the room. She replied that she wasn't nervous because it was my arrangement, and even if she didn't want to accept it, she didn't want to make me angry. At the time, I had a "what the hell" mentality, willing to endure anything, even going through fire and water.
But as it turns out, how could I possibly ask my beloved wife to go through such a thing? All she got was pleasure! However, I believe my wife's words are true. Because she trusts me, she's not afraid of anything; she's simply doing something she doesn't want to do. In comparison, I feel I suffered far more emotional conflict and psychological torment.

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