A restless cuckold

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As the weather warms up, my heart begins to stir. After a long winter of pent-up desire, I can no longer suppress my restlessness. I don't know if this counts as cuckoldry, or just a one-sided release.

After reading everyone's replies to my previous two posts, they all felt I was being too hasty and that there were significant risks involved. Thank you for your suggestions. I'm not sure if I've truly learned my lesson. To put it simply, this time C wasn't directly involved, but I engaged in cuckoldry again with an even more unimaginable act, or rather, it was just an impulsive release.

I've talked to C a few times since the New Year. He keeps emphasizing that he wasn't satisfied last time and wants to do it again, but I'm genuinely too scared; there simply isn't a suitable opportunity. However, after talking to him a few times, my desire has been rekindled. Just thinking about him being with my wife makes me instantly aroused; I need another thrill. I've read some articles about using other people's bodies to enhance intimacy. I know my wife wouldn't accept that right now, and I don't know how accepting I am, but I'm tempted and want to try it myself. I told C my idea: it was impossible for him and my wife to have sex like last time anytime soon, but he could send his offspring to have another intimate encounter with her. C was very interested, and we finalized the deal. My wife had just started her period, which usually lasts about five days. I told C to provide me with a vial in five days, and I would send him some photos. Five days later

, in the afternoon, I met C. It was like a secret rendezvous; he handed me a box in a very suggestive manner, we smiled, and then went our separate ways. When I got home, I opened it and found a small glass bottle with a cork, like the kind of bottle used for lavender. It was about half full of a light liquid; you could tell what it was without being told. I uncorked it and saw it was real; judging by the amount, it had been bottled for several days. I quietly placed it in a hidden spot by the bedside. During the hour I waited for my wife to come home from work, I couldn't describe the feeling—I was just very excited. My wife came home, ate, and took a shower. I won't go into the details, let's get straight to the point. My wife had been holding back for almost a week, and she was burning with desire. A passionate kiss, touching her breasts, and stimulating her genitals quickly made her completely wet. After rubbing it with her fingers for a while, the fluid was almost dripping onto the sheets – this was the effect I wanted! I had my wife lie face down on the bed, her legs arched, her face pressed against the sheets. I quietly uncorked the bottle, hooked some liquid with my index finger, and applied it to my wife's vulva. I was close enough to immediately smell that familiar, slightly fishy scent, but my wife was completely unaware. I slowly smeared the C-grade product all over my wife's vulva; that faint scent was like a fire, burning directly into my brain. With about a third left, I stopped applying it to my wife's vulva, hooked it all out at once, and used one hand to pull apart her labia, applying the C-grade product to her mouth. There wasn't much, but a single drop of white liquid was visible. I felt the time was right. Holding it, I thrust that drop deep into my wife's body with my engorged member. The feeling was incredibly stimulating. I had only one thought in my mind: I've delivered your offspring to the deepest part of the woman you've longed for. From now on, this woman's body and womb will bear your mark. I only felt a fleeting pang of guilt; the overwhelming sensation was a burning passion. With each thrust, a little bit of C would enter or exit. This stimulation couldn't be sustained; it was too difficult to control. I lasted less than 10 minutes before ejaculating. My mind wasn't blank; it was overwhelmed with a surge of bittersweet emotions. My wife now truly bore the mark of another man, and it was her husband who had done it.

My wife's vagina was a mess, even foamy. The smell gradually filled the room. My wife said, "You came so much this time." Suddenly, I couldn't take any more pictures. I went to the bathroom to wash up, then came back and slept with my wife. She fell asleep quickly, but I tossed and turned until after 2 a.m. before finally falling asleep myself.

In summary, this wasn't exactly cuckoldry in the true sense, but it was a bold attempt. To be honest, if I hadn't been immersed in SIS for so long, I wouldn't have had such unconventional thoughts. But I did it. Many people can't accept it, and I understand. A year ago, I wouldn't have accepted it either. But this is my gradual change, every step I've taken. I don't know where the next step will lead. [The End]

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