An experience of sharing a wife

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My wife and I often bring up related topics in our conversations. We're often in the car
, so I usually let my wife gently insert her fingers into her vagina while I'm on top of her. However,
since we're in the car, we can't clean up, so it's never a proper thing.
Once, I brought up this suggestion with my wife, and she was initially reluctant
because he was a stranger. At least he was a friend she knew before, so she didn't want to. But after some
encouragement, her rationality gradually softened. Because I love my wife very much, I don't want to
do this . I can't feel my wife when she's with other men. If I'm just
having sex with another woman, it feels like I'm only satisfying myself, using my wife as
an object to exchange for other men's women.
Based on the above thoughts, I won't completely swap partners because I always want to
be . So I suggested to my wife that we not swap, and see how things go. If my wife is willing,
we can go further. So I told my wife that I wanted her to help someone else, but not her,
because I was worried about safety. Later, when my wife and I got emotional, I told her that I wanted his
, and that I wanted mine, because I believe that what belongs to my wife is mine, and I
don't want to give it to anyone else.
But then I thought about it, if I penetrated my wife and he penetrated her, then the only position would be my wife
holding him. Thinking about it, I don't like that. I told my wife that it's still mine, and I'll only
let others have theirs, "because I still want to hold you, at least that way I still feel like I have you."
I asked my wife if we could do this. My wife said no, she wanted him to do it, both front and back.
I said no, because I consider this a principle. If I let him do it all, it means he's gone crazy, and once he
's completely emotionally unfaithful, our love will fall apart. I don't like that. My wife insisted
, saying she wanted someone else to do it and wouldn't accept my suggestion. The more I talked to her, the angrier I got. Finally, I got so
angry I didn't want to do it anymore.
My wife asked why I wasn't hard anymore. I said, "If you want to play like this, I can't accept it. I'd rather let you go and
have your own fun." My wife suddenly laughed. I said, "Why are you laughing?" I
was still very angry. My wife said she said that to test me, to see if I just wanted to play around or if I really
loved her. I was both amused and exasperated. I never expected to fall for that.
However, I was happy to know my wife's thoughts because it's not just about physical interaction; I value
emotional connection even more. I believe that stimulation is based on a strong love between two people. I hope
to enhance the experience through interactions with others, rather than changing partners and ending up losing my wife. That would be putting the cart before the horse.
So, in subsequent interactions with my wife, I liked to tell her that I wanted someone else's big penis to
penetrate her, but I would always use a condom, and maybe several depending on the situation. I had
experience with broken condoms before, so I told my wife that as long as it was safe, I wanted her to truly enjoy the big
penis. However, my wife said she was afraid it wouldn't fit. I said that it was lucky my penis was small, so it could make her feel good.
I wondered if the big penis in the future would make her feel good too. But even if she didn't feel good then,
we both ejaculated at the moment I said these words to my wife.
Actually, my wife really loves me, and I love her very much too. So even when I want to go on a dating site, I hope to see "
my wife enjoying herself even more than she does with me." I really
love so I won't just go on a dating site for the sake of dating. Therefore, I spent
a lot of time screening dating partners.
On some couples dating websites, I met some open-minded couples. Some men are very lecherous, constantly
asking to swap partners or wanting to see photos of the wives. As many experienced dating site users have shared, these
people's "attitude" is very problematic. It feels like they just want to take advantage of people, and I delete all such people
.
In addition, some couples proactively send photos of their sex life. Some are in motels,
and the wives are wearing many sets of sexy lingerie. To me, it looks very exciting, but when I asked my wife how she felt,
she said she was more skilled than them and didn't want to. Some of the men even had pincushions. I was
dumbfounded because my wife definitely wouldn't want that kind of sex. And for the few who were really outrageous, I
politely refused.
So, during this screening process, I felt there were very few truly suitable matches. At the time, seeing
photos of other people's wives or girlfriends, even nude ones, excited me. I wasn't particularly picky about looks or physique, as long as
it wasn't too outrageous. But thinking about it, the purpose of matchmaking isn't just for my own pleasure; otherwise, spending money to go out and have
fun would be the fastest way, doing whatever I wanted. But that's not the feeling I'm looking for, because I still hope to find someone "my wife would really
approve of."
After searching for a long time, I met a couple I thought were pretty good. Both were decent; the man
seemed refined, and the woman appeared virtuous. So I planned to ask them out, but since their schedules were difficult to coordinate, they
introduced me to a couple of friends in Zhongli. They said that the matchmaking options there were pretty good and suggested I give it a try.
I approached it with a "half-believing, half-doubting" attitude, of course, after getting my wife's consent first. But perhaps
I'd been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time, so once my wife agreed, I arranged the matchmaking that very day. My wife
was a little caught off guard, but seeing how excited I was, she agreed.
The motel we booked that day was quite spacious, with a karaoke room, a large bed, and a private large bathtub—enough to
comfortably accommodate eight people. As my wife and I drove to the motel, she kept
giggling, and I noticed her hands were trembling; her anxiety and nervousness were completely evident. Because of my anticipation
, kept trying to reassure her, hoping she would relax, but she still trembled all the way to the motel.
We arrived first and checked in. While waiting, not only was my wife nervous, but I was too.
This kind of social gathering was a first for me, quite different from the last time I went with my wife's friend.
Because it was with her friend, whom I knew, I felt more excitement than nervousness. Just when time seemed to stand still
, the other person arrived. The man was very strong and tall, but looked rather "brotherly." However, his wife was incredibly
beautiful and had a fantastic figure with very fair skin. My immediate thought was, "Oh no, will this man's wife accept me?"
Since we'd already booked the room and it was us who invited them, we couldn't be impolite, so we started our first get-together.
Although the man seemed intimidating, he was quite polite, which eased the awkwardness
a bit . We started by singing, but it wasn't really singing; it was just a warm-up. I
also secretly glanced at his wife; her looks and figure were absolutely flawless, impeccable. I wondered why a girl
like that would be with a man like that. But then I thought, that's normal. Usually, the prettier
a girl is, the man she's with isn't necessarily handsome, but he must have something special about him. Sure enough, this man was quite
successful, with a good income, allowing his wife to stay home and surf the internet without working. During our chat, I learned
she was a dancer, which explained her great figure and stylish appearance.
After the brief singing warm-up, the man asked how we should start. Since we had no experience,
we said do whatever they wanted, and we'd cooperate. He suggested taking a bath first, which I agreed to.
But my wife didn't say a word. In fact, she hadn't
uttered nervousness.
The other couple went inside quickly, but my wife sat on the bed, unmoved. I felt awkward; they
were waiting for us, and my wife seemed frozen. So I checked on her, and she just gave
me a silly smile. I felt really bad but didn't know what to do. I tried to talk to her, letting her
know that at least she shouldn't be impolite, and I wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't want to do. I hoped she would feel at ease. She reluctantly
went to shower with me.
While showering, I noticed my wife was stiff all over. We quickly rinsed off something, and after that,
we got into the bathtub together. In the bathtub, I forced a few casual words with the husband,
and they seemed uncomfortable because of our awkwardness. Their wife didn't say
a word the whole time. Later, the husband started caressing his wife, and when I saw that, I started caressing her too.
Her nipples were hard to the touch; I guessed it wasn't excitement, but nervousness.
Inside the bath, both of them were caressing their wives. The other woman seemed aroused, so the husband
asked if we wanted to stay in the tub or go to bed. I replied that we should stay in the tub first. At that moment,
my wife wasn't excited, just nervous. I felt bad for her, but I didn't want to waste this opportunity
, so I gently comforted her, hoping to ease her tension. My wife seemed to
gradually realize that my purpose in coming here wasn't just for excitement, so after they left the bath, she
became even more intimate, kissing and caressing each other. As her emotions calmed down, I asked my wife if she wanted
to join them. She giggled, as if her nervousness had returned.
However, my wife still accompanied me back to the room. I saw them caressing each other on the bed. The other
woman was kissing her husband, seemingly unaware of our arrival. The husband, upon seeing us, gave me a wink,
as if to say, "Brother!" "Come on," I said, but all I could give her was a bewildered, silly smile. My wife and
I went to the sofa, leaving the bed for them. Being on the sofa probably brought back my wife's anxiety
. I just held her tightly; words couldn't soothe her, but at least my physical
embrace offered warmth.
Seeing we weren't making any progress, the other woman's husband gave me a wink, seemingly asking
if I needed help livening things up. I nodded slightly, and then they moved over to our side. The other woman's wife started giving the husband
oral sex . It was then that I noticed how big his penis was. I thought even Japanese porn probably didn't
have that size. I could only admire her. Then my husband asked if I wanted her to help
me. I thought it might be a little more stimulating, maybe even more so. The other woman's wife started touching
my nipples, teasing me. Meanwhile, my wife was still looking away, avoiding eye contact.
With my wife completely unresponsive, I had no choice but to tell the other man that things would be fine for now, and that I would
comfort my wife. To be honest, when the other man's wife touched my body, I didn't feel any joy or excitement.
Usually, when I go out alone, I'm very sensitive to any touch, but today I felt nothing. I thought
at that I just wanted my wife to feel better, because the purpose of bringing her here was to make her
happy, but the situation was getting further and further away from that. So I held my wife and slowly stroked her.
Strangely, I couldn't get an erection. I thought that at least getting my wife wet might ease her
tension, but I was useless; I just couldn't get an erection. After trying for a while, my wife and I
finally gave up.
Finally, we checked out. The other man even offered me money, saying we should split the room cost, but I
told him I really felt bad for her. I had hoped everyone would have a good time, but I had disappointed them.
So I insisted that I pay for the room, even though it wasn't cheap, because it made me feel more at ease, at least I didn't feel
so bad for them.
When I was chatting with my wife after we left, she was talking and laughing again. I asked why I didn't let go more at that time.
My wife said she couldn't help it, but she was very happy because when I saw the other's wife, she didn't get hard. I
felt that my wife deserved a beating, and even laughed at me. But seeing my wife happy, I also relaxed,
but luckily I didn't. My wife and I were estranged from each other because of a friendship. At least we still have a consensus that we
should have these fun activities on the basis of loving each other. Although the first time may not go well, at least we can know that my wife
does not object to such activities, so when I am in a relaxed mood, my little brother transforms and my wife also
gets wet.

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