Finding lost passion

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I'm a salesman, and our company's main product is network monitors. My wife (Xiaojuan) grew up in a rural area of Hsinchu. Due to an arranged marriage by our elders, we got engaged when she was 16, before she even graduated high school, and we didn't officially get married until she graduated.

After reading so many articles about betraying one's wife or humiliating one's girlfriend over the years—perhaps because I've read too many humiliating articles—now when I make love with my wife, I often ask her to act out the characters from those articles to add some spice to our relationship. But lately, I feel like she's getting better and better at it. Is it because she has a talent for acting? Or...?

Let's go back to last year, when we were entering our fifth year of marriage. At that time, I often had to entertain clients for work, and the next morning I would wake up with a terrible headache, my head always throbbing. My dear wife probably heard me get up and quickly brought me a glass of water to the bedroom.

"Honey, are you up yet?"

"Mmm."

"Drink some warm water first, breakfast will be ready soon!"

This is my beloved wife, with long, jet-black hair, a beautiful 36E figure, and a caring personality. Many of my married colleagues ask, "How did you manage to win over such a perfect wife?" I can only say, "It's because of the good deeds of my ancestors."

Because I had to go to work, I quickly finished the water my wife prepared for me, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and tidied myself up before eating the breakfast she had carefully prepared with me.

"Did you drink this late yesterday too?" my wife pouted.

"Well... I had to, it was for work." I lazily replied, raising my arms.

By this time, my wife had finished preparing breakfast and was wiping her hands with her apron while saying, "Then you must take good care of yourself! Be careful not to drink too much, or Grandma will worry."

"Honey, are you still feeling unwell?" my wife asked, gazing at me with her big, watery eyes.

"No, I'm much better now."

"That's good!" my wife smiled happily.

"I'm heading out now!"

This is my life, the kind of life everyone envies, yet a shadow looms over it.

Perhaps it's work pressure, or perhaps life is too busy these days. Five years into my marriage, all passion has faded into calm. One night…

"Honey, we haven't made love in so long!" Xiaojuan said, drying her long, black hair with a hairdryer after her shower.

We embraced in bed, I caressed Xiaojuan's body, kissing her passionately, her hands gently stroking my penis.

"Honey, shall I help you?" my wife asked tenderly, then she wrapped her arms around my buttocks. After a brief pause, I felt my penis enveloped in warmth. My wife had taken it into her mouth and was sucking on it, while one hand gently stroked my testicles.

After a long while…

“Is it because I’m not attractive enough?” my wife said, lowering her head to suck on my testicles while her other hand continued to move my penis up and down. But for some reason, I couldn’t get an erection.

“Okay, honey, I’m sorry, I’m probably just too tired lately.” I helped my wife up and hugged her tightly.

“Honey, should we go see a doctor?” my wife asked, stroking my body with her slender fingers, looking pitiful as she rested her head on my chest.

“It’s probably just because I’m too tired, it’s okay,” I comforted her. Perhaps out of avoidance, afraid to face our problem, we didn’t have sex for a while.

One day, while checking my email online, I saw an email from an unknown person with the subject "My True Experience of Offering My Wife." Out of curiosity, I clicked on it. The content described a couple who had been together for a long time but had gradually lost their sexual passion. For safety reasons, they decided to find a man to play with his wife to spice things up.

After reading it, I started searching for similar articles online and accidentally came across a website called "Springtime in the Courtyard," which was almost entirely filled with humiliating stories. The more I read, the more I found myself obsessed, unable to extricate myself.

"Hey, what are you looking at, A-Jie?" someone tapped me on the shoulder. That's right, that's my name: A-Jie.

This person was Xiao Chen, a new salesman at our company, 23 years old, the same age as my wife. His family was quite wealthy, and he only came to work at the company to find something to do. He looked very respectable, handsome, and witty—a pretty good salesman.

"Hey, A-Jie, you like reading erotic stories too?" Xiao Chen smiled as he looked at the screen.

"Ha... I clicked on the wrong website!" I tried to brush it off with a laugh.

"Spring Full Courtyard is very famous, I often find like-minded people there!" Xiao Chen said casually.

"Oh, really impressive. By the way, how did the 'xx' client go?" I didn't want too many people to know about this, so I didn't really care what he said and quickly changed the subject.

"Of course, no problem, I got their purchasing done last night." Xiao Chen replied confidently.

"You can have fun, but remember not to go too far! Their purchasing agent is married, be careful." I reminded him with a worried look.

"Don't worry! Her husband is in mainland China, he only comes back once in a while, and she seduced me herself. I have a hidden camera recording her seducing me, so I'm not afraid!" He shrugged, looking like it was none of his business (this guy really knows how to use the company's products to their fullest extent).

"So, Ah-Jie, want to see it?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"See what?"

"The classic scene from my performance last night!"

"Hehe...you?" I said with a laugh.

"Then I'll tell you the website, 192.168.xxx.xxxx." Xiao Chen then displayed his achievement as if he were showing off his spoils.

"Take your time watching! Remember not to turn the volume up too high!" After telling me the video's storage path, Xiao Chen excused himself.

I followed the path Xiao Chen gave me and found the folder named "home". After opening it, there were a bunch of files labeled with dates and random numbers. I randomly opened a few files, but there was nothing special. I wondered if Xiao Chen was lying to me. Suddenly, I remembered that Xiao Chen said he had finished it yesterday, so I used the scroll wheel to search down the data and found the second to last file with yesterday's date "2010/1/11". I opened it.

Then it suddenly occurred to me, so I quickly unplugged the speakers on the table and plugged in my headphones. The same scene and visuals played: two sofas and a coffee table, nothing else. I clicked through the motions, and sure enough, sound appeared.

"Ah... um... um... yes... just like that... yes... there... oh... oh... so good... oh..."

I probably clicked too fast; it was already in progress. Two more people appeared on the sofa. Although they were a bit far, the image was still acceptable. The woman in the image was lying on the sofa, her hair completely obscuring her face; I couldn't see it at all. But since we were in the office, I decided to fast-forward.

"Ah... great... a little... deeper... oh... yes... ooh... um... um... um... ah... ah... ah..."

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...I'm here...I'm here...you're so strong...oh...oh...oh...fuck me to death...ah...ah ah...ah...ooh...it feels so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...I...I'm dying...ah...ah..."

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...you...really...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...you...you're...making me feel so good...ah...ah...ah...I'm coming again...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

The man and woman in the video kept changing their sex positions. Suddenly, they were momentarily stunned, and the image in the video combined with Xiaojuan's face.

"Ouch!" I felt a sharp pain in my genitals, and my penis was incredibly hard. I thought to myself, "Could it be that I have this kind of fetish, wanting to watch my wife being fucked (pornographic porn www.4567q.c0m)?"

The scene ended quickly because of the fast-forward, but the image kept swirling in my mind...

"I'm home!" I returned home on time that evening.

"Honey, you're back! Dinner's ready!" My wife smiled as she came out of the kitchen, taking off her apron. Seeing her smiling face instantly combined with the image in my mind.

"Baby, you look so sexy today! I want it." I immediately rushed forward and hugged my wife, gently caressing her breasts.

"Hmm, what's wrong? Let's eat first, we'll talk about it later!" A simple sentence pushed my hands away.

By this time, my penis was rock hard. I pushed my wife down to the ground, lifted her skirt, pushed her panties aside, and lifted my throbbing cock. Perhaps because the images from earlier that day kept replaying in my mind, I thrust directly between her labia without any foreplay.

"Husband, what's wrong with you today... be gentle... be gentle... it hurts..." Perhaps because it was her first time having sex in this way, Xiaojuan's body hadn't immediately adapted.

At this point, I could only slowly move my body in and out. "Ah... ah..." My wife's body reacted physiologically and began to become wet. I used my hands to spread Xiaojuan's legs and began to insert my penis deeper.

"Gently... be gentle... I... feel... good... slower... you can go deeper... deeper..." I lifted Xiaojuan's thighs onto my shoulders, feeling that I could insert a little deeper, and then began to thrust rapidly.

"Ah...I...want your...insert...faster...faster...oh...oh...oh..." Xiaojuan gasped, feeling her cervix like a goldfish's mouth enveloping the tip of my urethra. I thrust a few times, and my wife's hands tightened around my arms. I knew she was close, so I increased my thrusting.

"Oh...oh...oh oh...I'm going to heaven...ah...deeper...deeper...ah...husband...husband..." Xiaojuan gasped desperately, suppressing her moans, her hips swaying, her whole body arching, and her vagina contracting like tentacles, sucking at my penis. I felt hot all over, sweating profusely. I took a deep breath, thrusting forward, and my semen shot into Xiaojuan's uterus with each thrust.

"Ah..." Xiaojuan sighed, her voice changing.

I felt like I'd run 3,000 meters, exhausted, collapsing onto Xiaojuan. "Mmm..." Xiaojuan breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp in my arms, panting. I gently stroked her hair, and she wiped the sweat from my forehead.

After resting for a while, my penis began to soften inside her. I turned to the side and pulled it out. As the glans emerged from her vagina, there was a "pop" sound. We looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"Honey... what's wrong with you today? It hurts down there." Xiaojuan turned back to me, burying her head in my chest as she asked.

I gently stroked her hair, but I didn't know how to start the conversation. Should I tell my wife? Or should I keep quiet? (Should I say that I'm imagining her being with someone else, which is why I'm behaving this way?)

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