My wife slept with a strange man.

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My wife slept with a stranger.

I've known my wife for a long time, from our freshman year of college until now, about seven years of dating, and we've

been married for about four years. Before we started dating, neither of us had sexual experience; I was her first man. Until yesterday, she

had a second man, or rather, the second man slept with her.

My wife isn't tall, about 155 cm, weighs 46 kg, and is between a 32B and a C cup. She has a perky butt and is very good at

wiggling it. She's very carefree and often does things first without thinking too much. She's an

Aquarius , which is the opposite of me, and it's because of this personality that this happened.

I discovered this fetish when I was a junior in college, after reading Ma Wang's article "Xiao Zhen's Halftime Moment."

It had a big impact on me, but my penis became involuntarily aroused. To clarify this feeling, I looked for

more articles, and ended up getting more and more involved...

Having never had another boyfriend, it took

me a long time to go from being shy about sex to enjoying it, and from never watching porn to watching it with her. I tried many methods (I won't go into details here, but I can write about them if you're interested, and we can discuss

them together ) to help her gradually enjoy the pleasure that sex brings.

For my wife, whose only sexual experience is with me, sex is of course something she wants to do with the person she loves most—

that's what love is all about. "There's no need to do it with other people. It's not like your husband is impotent.

What if the other person has a disease or takes photos to blackmail you?" That

's always her response when I ask her, "Do you want a threesome?" or "Do you want to have sex with other men?"

Honestly, it's really hard to answer directly. There's no guarantee. Usually, when she asks this kind of question, I either

insert my penis into her vagina to make her mind go blank and forget about it temporarily, or I tell her it's just a fantasy and try to stop her from

thinking about it. Fear easily dominates her thinking about these unknown things (but this doesn't mean you shouldn't take this

issue ; to protect the person you love, on the contrary, you must take it even more seriously than she does) and she rejects it.

In our daily lives, I often help with housework when possible. Modern women almost all

work, and after work, they still have to cook, do laundry, and even take care of children. Sex isn't actually the most important

thing for them; it's often a secondary concern. If you only demand sex, she'll feel that you only have sex with her and no

love, which will undoubtedly worsen the sexual relationship.

For women, sex shouldn't feel like a "responsibility," but rather a way to relax and enjoy themselves.

We rarely watch TV while eating. I listen to her talk about her day and then incorporate some scenes

into the context of sex, sometimes leading to unexpected climaxes.

Because my wife doesn't like Japanese porn but prefers Western porn (simply because Japanese male actors are

n't good-looking ), my initial idea was to find a foreigner living abroad to video chat with her. Since they live far apart, there wouldn't

be any meeting issues, which would lower her guard. Plus, she likes new things, so it might be easier to talk to her.

But ultimately, I wanted her to talk about sex, so I wanted this guy to be unique.

I found a guy from a European country whose penis was 22 centimeters long. I thought this would pique

my wife 's curiosity, so I encouraged her to chat with him. She was also curious about that size, so we started talking.

This foreigner was quite skilled; he made my wife feel very safe, so she took off her top, exposed her breasts,

and we had some online sex. But it was hard to tell the size from the video; the photos he sent looked really long.

However, my wife didn't enjoy online sex, so it didn't continue.

Afterwards, I asked my wife why, and she replied, "It's boring just watching; you can't touch, so what's the fun

?" Of course, I asked her back, "Do you really want it?" She would say she had many concerns, and the conversation often

ended , but at least we had taken a step forward.

We also tried it with Taiwanese netizens, but my wife always thought they were too hasty, and it often ended without anything happening. I

don't really pressure her; after all, it's only fun if she's willing to participate.

During sex, sometimes I'd ask her to call out her colleagues' names (from what she told me about her work, I could tell

who she was interested in), and she'd notice my penis getting bigger and harder, and I'd ejaculate quickly.

Gradually she realized this really aroused her, it wasn't just talk; the intimacy after each encounter let her know I

truly loved her, it wasn't just lust.

For a while, my wife had more free time, and I asked her if she wanted to do a language exchange (nine out of ten foreign men in language exchanges

are perverts), which would be a good opportunity for her to meet some of them. Of course, I'd give her

advice , like wearing low-cut, sexy clothes.

At first, many people added her on MSN, and they started chatting. She didn't like chatting, so she quickly arranged to

meet a foreigner, A, who seemed okay. After they finished lunch, they strolled around, and A wanted to invite her to his

house, but she was scared and didn't go; plus, A was arrogant, and she didn't like him.

Back home, of course, we talked about this while we were having sex. My wife said A was always groping her, touching her breasts

several times, and constantly trying to kiss her. Hearing this, my penis couldn't help but get even bigger. My wife noticed and

kept saying, "You're so perverted, you get aroused like this!" But she started moaning and

her body began to slowly sway. She was aroused too, and we often went at it several times.

But desire can escalate, and sometimes we talked about going to his house and knowing I would definitely be taken advantage of. There was so much room

for imagination , which always made her very excited.

Until a week ago, I found her three foreigners, each with something my wife found interesting

: some had great physiques, some had interesting backgrounds. I casually asked her if she wanted to go. To my surprise, she said yes,

because she saw how hard I was trying.

Later, I only contacted C. C is 183 cm tall, 76 kg, of average build, but very gentlemanly

and good-looking. The day before yesterday, they arranged to have lunch together. My wife was late and thought she would just skip it, but then

she forgot to write down his phone number, so she had to go and see him. He was still waiting. They ate together, and afterwards

took a walk. C wanted to take my mother-in-law back to his place, but she wasn't too keen.

++++++++++++++ My mother-in-law's account ++++++++++++++++++

C was very polite to me and didn't make any advances, which made me feel quite safe. C has some

traits , and since he wasn't lying, I wanted to believe him, but I was still afraid and didn't dare go to his house with him. Later,

I couldn't persuade him otherwise, thinking it might be worth it to go and see. He said he would stop if I said no.

When we got to his house, he poured me some water, but I was hesitant to drink it, afraid he might have drugged me, so we chatted about this and that.

Later, he suggested we try it out. I thought to myself, since my husband is so sexually aroused, I might as well try it; if it didn't work,

I could just push him away.

He came over and kissed me. I smelled a scent on C that reminded me of my husband, and I slowly softened. C's

kissing technique wasn't great, but I definitely felt something. His hand slowly moved closer to my private parts, a place

no . I realized I was aroused; I got wet. The feeling was

similar to making love with my husband, but the physical sensation when I held him was completely different.

I told C I was shy and asked him to turn off the lights. After he turned off the lights, I took off my clothes and pants. I was

naked , and so was he. He kissed me again. Unlike my husband, C was very gentle, his fingers lightly touching me, making

my body react, but I was also very nervous.

I held his penis and gently licked it a few times, then dared not lick it anymore. It felt about the same length and thickness as my husband's,

quite white, and the pubic hair was shaved.

C put on a condom and applied lubricant to it, afraid of hurting me, even though I was very wet... C

lifted my legs, spread my feet, and slowly inserted it into my vagina, and I slowly

moaned . It felt strange, a feeling that was both strange and familiar: strange because C was someone I didn't know, but

the feeling of thrusting was so familiar, as if I were with my husband.

C asked me if I liked it fast or slow. I answered fast, and C said he would tease me slowly. C

's slow approach brought me back to my senses, and my body became less sensitive. He probably noticed this,

so he picked me up, and I pressed my whole body against C.

My breasts were pressed tightly against his chest, C's hands were holding my buttocks, and I hugged him tightly.

He started to thrust hard, and I reached my first small orgasm there.

Then C put me on the bed and made me lie face down. He thrust into me from behind, kissing my neck, but unfortunately, I

was very ticklish and burst out laughing. Next, I felt like I was having sex with my husband, but the other person wasn't him. This

feeling was overwhelming and becoming clearer.

C probably

sensed that　　I wasn't focused, so he stopped. We started chatting again, and we slowly got dressed. Later　　, my husband called, and I finally ended this strange experience.

++ ... 　　On the way home, my wife recounted our lovemaking experience, and I slowly began to believe her. I asked her several times, "Really?" I was 99% sure, but I still couldn't quite believe she was so bold . 　　When we got home, I immediately took off her panties to check; sure enough, her vagina was wet, with signs of previous penetration. I quickly took her to bed, and within three minutes, I ejaculated. 　　After dinner, we talked about it again, and I got hard again, and started having sex with my wife again. We ate , had sex, and then slept… I don't know how many times we did it (sometimes penetration without ejaculation). We even did it on the balcony while hanging clothes . I ejaculated five times in one day, breaking my record for my youth. 　　For me, it was a very strong aphrodisiac (their MSN conversation that night eliminated that 1% possibility). We slept in each other's arms, and for some reason, holding each other made us feel more connected and loving. 　　++ ...　　　　　　　　(Her first thought afterward was: What was I doing?) 　　To continue, you must have feelings for the other person; falling in love doesn't need a reason. This will also make love more intense, but the emotional issues involved can be significant. How do you resolve this feeling of emptiness? And will continuing this relationship necessarily involve love? 　　Finally, I want to offer some advice to those who have considered this path: once you cross that line, it will never be what you imagine. Imagination is always beautiful, but when it actually happens, can you accept it? Especially since men and women have very different views on this, never let your selfish desires cause your partner to cry.

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