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My name is Xiaolin. I am very beautiful and have a lively spirit. I am 1.63 meters tall, and my figure is incredibly sexy and alluring. I have a pair of full breasts on my snow-white chest, and a plump, fleshy bottom. I am the kind of woman that would make any man's heart flutter at first sight. My husband, A-Ming, and I are both well-educated. A-Ming is seven years older than me and we both work as white-collar workers in a company.
When I was still dating my ex-boyfriend, I met A-Ming again at a friend's party. A-Ming is also the kind of refined and cultured man, humorous and elegant. A few days later, I received an invitation from A-Ming, and I went to his date with him as if possessed. In the soft light of the bar, I listened to A-Ming tell his story like a child. Afterwards, I nestled in A-Ming's arm and went back to his home with him. In my shyness, I gave myself to A-Ming.
When A-Ming and I had our first sexual encounter, he already knew that I had given my virginity to my first boyfriend. Despite this, A-Ming still pursued me passionately. Ultimately, I left my ex-boyfriend and married Ming, making him the second man in my life.
Since we both had stable incomes, married life was very enjoyable. I didn't want to give up my excellent job too soon, so my husband and I decided to postpone having children. However, as the initial excitement of marriage faded, we became quite familiar with each other's bodies, and the mystery surrounding sex gradually diminished.
Due to work, my husband Ming was often busy with social engagements at his company, sometimes coming home very late. Bored, I learned to use the internet. Initially, my husband thought this would alleviate my loneliness; he often downloaded erotic novels and pornographic films from adult websites. Soon, I discovered that whenever my husband Ming saw articles about wife-swapping or threesomes, he would become particularly excited, always pulling me to imitate the promiscuous behavior of the characters in the stories, trying different positions with me.
Perhaps through subtle influence, the sexual awareness of seeking stimulation arose in both men and women, and our conversations gradually became more lewd. Once, after seeing an article titled "I Want to Play Wife-Swapping" on a sex website, I asked Ming, "Do you men really want to swap wives with others?" He was taken aback and asked in return, "Would you?" I blushed and said, "Would you be willing to let your wife be fucked by someone else?"
As soon as Ming heard my words, I felt his penis suddenly harden, a long-lost urge. Ming pulled me close, pulled aside my pink sheer nightgown and thong, and reached out to stroke my plump labia. As soon as Ming's fingers entered my vagina, the already overflowing vaginal fluid splashed all over Ming's palm. I groaned loudly, "Ah... fuck me quickly... fuck me with your cock!"
On the swivel chair in front of the computer, Ming immediately placed my spread legs on the armrests. At this moment, my vulva was completely exposed to Ming's eyes—light pubic hair, plump labia majora and pink labia minora, and what looked like a blooming rose under the large clitoris. I looked so wanton.
Seeing Ming's ever-growing penis, I felt an urgent desire to be penetrated by him, a sexual desire I had never experienced before. Perhaps because it was our first time making love on a swivel chair, and because I had read a few novels about wife-swapping before, Ming seemed exceptionally excited today. I could see a renewed passion on his face—a passion overflowing with stimulation for my body.
I felt infected by his enthusiasm, waves of unprecedented pleasure and orgasms crashing over my body. I screamed loudly, my clitoris rubbing against his powerful penis, my vagina convulsing incessantly…
Suddenly, Ming stopped thrusting inside me. Just as I was about to reach another orgasm, his stillness made my body feel like it was falling into an abyss. I cried out, "Fuck me! My husband, don't stop… I want you to fuck me hard…" My body writhed, I rubbed my vagina hard against Ming's penis, but Ming kept withdrawing. I awoke from my reverie, looking into his hazy eyes—a look I'd never seen before—a look that seemed to hold both expectation and melancholy.
I jumped off the swivel chair, knelt before Ming, and began to stroke his penis with my hand. But Ming swept me up in his arms and carried me into the bedroom, throwing me heavily onto the bed for the first time. At that moment, his unprecedented gaze and behavior left me bewildered. I gripped his penis tightly; his still-erect shaft was covered in my vaginal fluid, his large, egg-shaped glans gleaming…
“Seeing you so excited just now made me really curious about your sex life with your ex-boyfriend,” Ming’s casual words jolted me from my daze. My face flushed crimson as I stared at my husband in shock.
Since our marriage, Ming had never asked me about my sex life with my ex-boyfriend; I was speechless with shame. Embarrassed, I buried my head in Ming's chest and said coyly, "No!" Ming straightened my body and, lying on top of me, reinserted his nearly shrunken penis into my vagina.
Ming's request brought back vivid memories: my ex-boyfriend was no less impressive than Ming; he was the one who introduced me to the pleasures of sex, and indeed, he gave me wonderful memories. After marrying Ming, I buried all of that deep within my heart.
I wanted him to be a thing of the past, but Ming's request awakened those scenes of pleasurable sex within me. I silently watched my husband having sex with me, responding to his bewildered question with inquiring eyes. Ming lowered his head and gently kissed my lips, whispering in my ear that he had dreamt countless times of me and my ex-boyfriend's encounters, like an inescapable story entwining his emotions. He said he really wanted to know about my past.
What kind of emotion was that! I was overwhelmed by his feelings. Even though Ming's penis was still thrusting in and out of my vagina, tears immediately filled my eyes. A pang of pain and a sense of melancholy seemed to transform into an unprecedented passion. I held Ming tightly, writhing my lower abdomen, as if the person on top of me wasn't Ming, but my first love.
Suddenly, I cried out my ex-boyfriend's name in a dreamlike voice, my vagina contracting rapidly. I released my arms from Ming's body, my entire body arching backward. At that moment, my vaginal fluid gushed out like a fountain. I experienced an unprecedented excitement, an unprecedented orgasm. "I'm dying! I'm going to die..." I screamed hoarsely. I don't know how this feeling came so suddenly.
Ming was also using all his strength to thrust his penis into my vagina again and again. I could clearly feel his penis trembling. In his trembling, full of masculine vitality, he poured a large amount of hot semen from his scrotum into my uterus.
All lust had subsided. Ming lay beside me, breathing heavily, and I shamefully recalled everything that had just happened. I felt so wanton: why did I call out my ex-boyfriend's name while making love with my husband? Why had I suddenly become like a slut?
Ming's hand caressed my breasts again, a satisfied smile in his eyes, like a rider who had just tamed a wild horse. He gently asked me, "How did it feel?" I nodded. Ming gently rubbed my still-erect nipples with his fingers, laughing as he said, "You haven't forgotten your past lover, have you? Look at you, you become so wanton when you mention your ex!"
Although I had been with two men, I was still a virtuous woman. But just now, while making love with my husband, in front of Ming, I excitedly shouted out the name of my past man. Was I really that kind of wanton woman? I really didn't know what was wrong with me. Was I outwardly virtuous and gentle, but perhaps deep down I was filled with wantonness?
Afraid of hurting Ming, with whom I had lived for three years, I said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Ming, let's break up, okay?" Ming looked at me, puzzled. He didn't understand why I would say such a thing. "Just now, I called his name. Aren't you really jealous? Don't you hate me?" I shouted at Ming, because I truly couldn't forgive myself.
As I finished speaking, tears streamed down my face. I was afraid of leaving Ming, who loved me deeply, afraid of losing the man I loved!
Ming pulled me into his bare chest and sucked away my tears with his warm lips: "Silly girl, why would I hate you? The first time I saw you, I knew you were the woman I had been waiting for! I made you abandon your first love! I made you suffer so much longing! I once silently vowed to make you happy, to make you joyful!"
Ming continued, "We live in modern society now. Do we really want to let those outdated ideas bind our hearts? Since we chose each other, we should live happily!" "
Siming, you called his name several times in your dreams," Ming added.
I stared at Ming in astonishment, unable to believe it was real! Ming smiled and said, "Yes! You've called his name so many times in your dreams, just like you did now, wanting him to fuck you! So, I'm not surprised that you called him and wanted him to fuck you while we were having sex. Because I think you haven't forgotten your boyfriend of two years. You can't forget your first love, because that's the most beautiful memory!"
I finally understood everything that had just happened. I really hadn't forgotten the past, even though I loved my husband so much. Ming lowered his head and sucked on my pink nipple, stroking my already swollen clitoris with his fingers, and a wave of pleasure washed over me again.
Ming continued laughing heartily, "To be honest, I used to feel jealous thinking about how you'd been with your lover in the past. But seeing how excited you are today, I realize you enjoyed a lot of happiness with him. If you miss the past, you really can go find him! If he can bring you joy and happiness, that's my greatest wish!"
Feeling Ming's deep affection and tenderness, I once again felt that Ming was a man with a broad mind. I was deeply moved by his words. Would I really go find my first love? Would I have sex with him again? I dared not think about it! But my heart had indeed been rekindled with endless longing for my ex-boyfriend and a sexual desire for him!
Everything had changed. Tonight, Ming and I were communicating on a spiritual level! Had Ming unearthed the lust in my heart? Or was it my latent sexual desire? I truly realized for the first time that I was a wanton woman!
Suddenly, I became completely uninhibited. I stood up and took Ming's softened penis into my mouth in a 69 position. This was my first time giving a man oral sex. I enjoyed the faint taste of semen on Ming's penis, and I used my tongue to continuously sweep around the head of his penis.
It was the first time Ming had felt his penis surrounded by my warm, moist mouth, and his penis became erect again. My furry mons pubis was now fully exposed in front of Ming's eyes, and the glistening semen between my labia was still clearly visible. I could feel Ming's tongue constantly teasing my clitoris. I was filled with overwhelming passion, and I began to moan between each thrust.
Suddenly, I screamed, my body stiffened, and I collapsed onto Ming. Ming also collapsed almost simultaneously, and thick semen gushed out again. I instinctively swallowed Ming's glans, swallowing almost all of his semen.
From that day on, Ming and I seemed to have entered a completely new life. I had never felt so confident before. I felt the world had suddenly become so beautiful, and my life was blooming like a rose, because I no longer had to carry the heavy burden of my past with Ming. Indeed, everything from my past had transformed into my love for Ming, and he had taught me more about the pleasure of sex.
Ming started coming home earlier than before, and he almost always turned down all his social engagements to come home and be with me. I also always dressed up carefully, often giving Ming many surprises.
Time and time again, I wore all sorts of silk, see-through nightgowns, or short skirts, without wearing any underwear underneath. Sometimes I even greeted Ming when he came home from work naked. When Ming looked at me in amazement each time I dressed up, his joy and passion always brought me to the peak of sexual desire.
We changed the venues for sex at home—the dining table, the sofa, the bathroom, and the balcony—leaving traces of our lovemaking everywhere.
On weekends, Ming would often let me cook and clean the house completely naked. Looking into Ming's eyes, I often couldn't suppress my lust and masturbated in front of him. Whenever this happened, I abandoned my usual composure and displayed my seductive charm. Ming never resisted, always thrusting his erect penis into me until I was satisfied.
Perhaps it was Ming's genuine affection that made me even more beautiful. My skin became whiter and smoother; my breasts seemed firmer than before, and I became an increasingly alluring young woman.
(II) A Romantic Trip to Thailand
Finally, it was time for our vacation, and Ming and I decided to travel to Thailand. Ming got us tourist visas, and soon we boarded a flight to Bangkok. As the plane slowly landed in Bangkok, a land steeped in religious significance, the afterglow of the sun added even more mystery to the temples.
After three days of non-stop sightseeing, the temples, ladyboys, and ancient handicrafts left a deep impression on me. On the last day of our journey, we drove to the beach in Chiang Mai. Seeing the vast, azure ocean along the way truly gave me an excitement to plunge into its embrace. But when I actually stepped onto the beach, I was so astonished to see so many men and women of different skin colors, completely naked in the warm sunshine. I almost dared not open my eyes.
Ming held my shoulder tightly and said with a smile, "This is Thailand's nude beach."
"Are we going to go nude swimming too?" I asked secretly.
Ming answered frankly, "I really want to see my naked wife on the sunny beach!"
"Haven't you seen enough yet? You're so naughty!" I playfully punched Ming's chest.
When I was actually there, seeing so many fit naked people leisurely enjoying themselves on the beach, my womanly shyness vanished. When I took off all my clothes, wrapped myself in a large towel, and quietly walked out of the changing room, I saw Ming, completely naked, already waiting for me not far away. I ran towards Ming as fast as I could.
My exposed, white breasts swayed up and down with my running in the sunlight for the first time, and my light pubic hair shimmered in the sunlight. I felt as if countless men's eyes were admiring my dazzling, snow-white naked body. A sense of pride and excitement surged through me; it was truly an extreme satisfaction!
I practically ran across the beach and jumped into the sea, my shy face flushed. I hugged Ming tightly and whispered, "I'm so excited!" Ming stroked my nose with his finger and replied, "What a little slut!" It was my
first time swimming naked in the ocean, the warm water gently caressing every inch of my skin.
Back on the beach, we leaned against deck chairs, and I opened my eyes wide, observing the unbridled men for the first time—their penises of all sizes, shapes, and colors swaying before my eyes; strong and weak bodies displaying beauty and ugliness in the sunlight.
My vagina twitched with each alternating image of those masculine men's bodies before me, and I fantasized about them taking turns entering my body, almost unable to control my lust. I quickly showered, put on a long dress, and dragged Ming away from the beach as if fleeing the wilderness.
Ming clearly saw the stirrings of my heart, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled mischievously and remained silent.
Back at the hotel, as soon as we entered the room, I felt utterly exhausted from the past few days of travel. I buried myself in the sofa bed, and Ming sat beside me, massaging my bare shoulders. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, leaning down to whisper in my ear, "Xiaolin, shall I call a masseur to come up and give you a massage?"
I was so tired and really wanted to relax, so I immediately nodded in agreement. I heard Ming reach for the phone and say in English, "We need a male masseur."
I didn't think much of it at the time, assuming that masseurs were usually men.
Soon, there was a knock at the door. I didn't open my eyes when Ming opened it. I heard the man politely greet us in English and then talk to my husband. Only then did I open my eyes and see that the man who entered was very tall, young, and handsome.
The man's English didn't seem very good, so he simply pulled out a beautifully printed booklet and gestured to Ming.
Ming looked at it, then smiled mischievously at me, meticulously marking each item. I was puzzled when Ming handed the booklet to me. It detailed the massage therapist's services and prices, even specifying whether clients requested sexual services, and specifically whether the massage therapist required condoms.
The booklet also clearly stated that the men providing sexual services had undergone regular checkups and were free of any diseases. When I saw Ming mark "yes" next to whether sexual services were requested, my face flushed crimson. But seeing Ming's determined expression, I knew he wanted me to experience unfamiliar sex.
Ming handed the completed booklet to the young man, and I trembled with excitement. When the massage therapist came to the bedside and began his work, I had a sense of recklessness. Since my husband had arranged everything, I didn't want to object anymore. I closed my eyes and silently enjoyed it.
The man removed my long skirt. After the afternoon's exposure, I was no longer afraid of my body being exposed to a stranger, but being seen so closely by a stranger still made me unconsciously clutch my chest tightly with my arms.
Then, Ming slowly unhooked my bra and pulled down my empty thong. My naked body was once again laid bare before a stranger. My heart pounded; it was a feeling of complete exposure, a powerful stimulation.
He began massaging my head, his techniques skillfully targeting my acupoints. I felt the young man's hands slowly slide towards my neck and shoulders. In a daze, when his hands reached my breasts, I didn't want to open my eyes.
The man's hands slowly kneaded and rubbed my breasts, pushing them upwards. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable! When his hands slowly moved to my inner thighs, I vaguely felt his fingertips increase their pressure, his hands pressing firmly against my mons pubis and labia. As his fingers casually brushed against my burning labia, my whole body convulsed with his touch.
When I felt a surge of heat coursing through my burning body, I slowly curled up and spread my legs—the most wanton expression a woman can make. I felt a soft, warm, moist body teasing my vulva. I couldn't believe it was the young man's tongue. I kept my eyes tightly shut, afraid to open them. A warm current flowed through my vulva; I knew it was my sweet, lustful fluid.
The young man sucked on the fluid from my vulva. I could no longer control my desire. I cried out my husband's name: "Ah… Ming! Fuck me with your cock… I want…"
I felt Ming kissing my lips, but he didn't insert his penis into my already overflowing vulva. In the midst of the kiss, I reached out and tightly thrust at Ming's swollen penis, but suddenly felt my vulva invaded by a hot body. That body wasn't the penis I knew; Ming's penis was still throbbing in my hand. I tried to look up, but Ming's embrace stopped me.
The firm flesh inside my vagina was thrusting rapidly—it must be that young man's penis! I felt a tightness I'd never felt before; my uterus vibrated with each thrust, and my clitoris trembled with an electric shock from the intense friction. At that moment, I desperately pulled Ming's penis from my hand, took it into my mouth, and sucked hard. A frenzy, an unprecedented frenzy, erupted within my wanton body!
Perhaps Ming was truly infected by my wantonness; his penis, along with the young man's, was thrusting in and out of my mouth and vagina simultaneously. With an uncontrollable moan, Ming and the young man's penises almost simultaneously ejaculated hot semen inside me, and with that powerful ejaculation, I reached the peak of my orgasm.
Ming lay down beside me, while the young man continued to caress my body, gently wiping away the semen Ming had left at the corners of my mouth with a tissue. I strained to open my eyes and finally made out the young man's bronze-colored, muscular body. He gently kissed my lips, his gaze seemingly lingering on my snow-white naked body. I seemed to be infected by the young man's emotional gaze, and I stroked his strong skin with my hands.
The young masseur ran his fingers along my breasts. "Let me run you a bath!" he said, getting up to go to the bathroom and turn on the hot water. Hearing the "splashing" sound of the water, I recalled the passionate moment I had just experienced. I turned around and hugged my lover tightly, a happy smile spreading across his face.
Looking at my husband, my heart was filled with gratitude. It was he who had allowed me to experience the most beautiful sex in the world. He hadn't imprisoned us in the cage of love; he had given me so much sexual pleasure!
The young man had already prepared hot water. He walked to my side and said, "Let me help you bathe." Then he bent down and lifted me up in his strong arms. As I stared at my snow-white, full-figured naked body in the young man's embrace, I saw that Ming's penis had become erect again, and his expression held an arousal he never showed before.
I lay in the large jacuzzi, the water spraying against my body from the jets of the showerhead. The young man sat on the edge of the tub, meticulously scrubbing my skin with bath soap. I felt like a queen enjoying the services of a male servant.
Suddenly, I remembered the enormous sensation of the young man penetrating me, and my gaze involuntarily shifted to his crotch. His penis had shrunk, the dark brown foreskin covering the purplish glans, and his pubic hair seemed to have been carefully trimmed, the short, straight hair highlighting his magnificent penis. I quickly reached out and grasped his penis tightly in my small hand. The soft, fleshy cock... I played with it, and finally, I couldn't resist taking it into my mouth.
The young man smiled at my infatuated gaze, jumped into the bathtub, and knelt before me. I swallowed hard, but my mouth seemed to only be able to accommodate a third of his penis. His glans swelled, and when my mouth could barely hold it any longer, I finally saw his fully erect penis—Good heavens! I could hardly believe my eyes; his penis was at least 20 centimeters long, and my small hands couldn't even encircle his massive member! No wonder the sensation of his penetration was so intense, and I couldn't believe my still-unborn vagina could accommodate such a thick, fleshy rod!
When Ming appeared in the bathroom, my hand was still caressing the young man's penis. I looked at Ming with embarrassment; in front of my husband, I was playing with another man!
"My wife is so horny!" Ming said, laughing loudly.
His laughter eased my awkwardness. "Isn't this the man you gave me?" I feigned anger, replying sweetly.
Ming didn't argue. Instead, he stepped into the bathtub, pulled me up, and turned me around. My round buttocks were raised high. Ming forcefully thrust his penis into my vagina, and right in front of me was the young man sitting on the edge of the tub, his erect penis. I supported my body, which was being penetrated by my husband, with one hand, while the other hand continuously rubbed and stroked the young man's penis. I sucked on his glans.
Ming continued to thrust his penis into me. Although his penis wasn't as thick or long as the young man's, the position of penetration from behind gave me just as much pleasure. I suppressed the passion from the two men, using the force of Ming's thrusts to lick the penis in front of me. This young man's magnificent penis was incomparable to Ming's or my ex-boyfriend's. For the first time, I experienced the difference between men. It was they who made me feel what real sex was at this moment!
My arms no longer had the strength to support my body. Just as I was about to collapse, I felt Ming's trembling penis ejaculate again. I quickly turned around and took my husband's still-erect penis into my mouth, his penis mixed with my own fluids.
When my buttocks were facing the young man again, he didn't hesitate to grab my white buttocks and once again thrust his huge penis into my vagina. With his intense thrusting, I could no longer bear the intense pleasure, and I groaned loudly, completely losing myself!
The young man also felt my passion. He pulled out his penis and quickly turned to face me, ejaculating a large amount of his semen all over my face in front of Ming! In front of Ming, in front of that young man, I completely became a wanton woman!
(III) Communicating with the Heart
After returning to my warm home from Thailand, I missed my last days in Thailand very much. There seemed to be a hot current stirring in my heart. I knew it was my attachment to the Thai young man's body, and also my desire to meet new sexual partners.
Ming and I's sexual concepts completely changed after the trip to Thailand. The original reserve became wild, and the shyness of sex became unrestrained.
Ming's sexual desires are also fully expressed. Now, whenever we have sex, he always likes to talk about my past promiscuity in my ear, and he always asks me to describe my feelings about having sex with other men back then while he's having sex with me. Not only that, he also always makes me recall the specific details of my sexual relationship with my ex-boyfriend while we're having sex.
At first, I always felt embarrassed to talk about the past, but seeing my husband's expectant expression, I slowly realized that he really wanted to communicate with me, because whenever I described in detail the pleasure of having sex with other men, Ming's penis became particularly hard, and his thrusts into my vagina became particularly intense! Therefore, I not only enjoy the sexual pleasure that men give me from Ming's thrusts, but it also rekindles my nostalgia for the past.
Since my memories of the past are limited, Ming keeps making more demands. Once, during his foreplay, as he caressed me, his tongue sliding from my armpits, nipples, and navel to my full labia… my desire was completely aroused. I longed for Ming's penis to quickly penetrate my wet cunt, to take me to that mysterious paradise of desire.
But Ming continued to tease my erogenous zones. I opened my eyes and found his penis lifeless. In that moment of burning lust, how I needed his powerful penetration, but he… Disappointed, I clung to Ming's body, constantly stroking his now-weak penis, sucking on the glans and scrotum. Ming remained silently watching me.
Just when I was almost in despair, Ming suddenly said, "Treat me like your ex-boyfriend! Let me penetrate you like he did!"
The air seemed to freeze. I suddenly understood everything—he needed stronger stimulation, he needed that intense, overwhelming sexual experience! Perhaps it was an emotion that men yearn for! What kind of emotion was it? Could he really want me to…? I dared not imagine!
I looked up, bewildered, and asked, “Why?” Ming’s gaze was so intense as he stared at my naked body. “You like being fucked by many men, don’t you?” What could I say when I heard Ming’s question? That time, when Ming and a strange young man were simultaneously fucking my fat cunt, it had indeed made me think about being fucked by many men.
Ming continued, “Xiaolin is a woman full of inspiration when it comes to sex, so you have high expectations for sex. After thinking about it for a while, since I can give you so much pleasure, I think I should give you more freedom. In other words, I shouldn’t confine you to my sex life.”
“You can go find your own sex life, for example, go find your ex-boyfriend, or have sex with your colleagues!” I simply couldn’t believe Ming would say such a thing, but his sincere tone made me feel that this was his true thought.
“Do you really want me to be fucked by other people? That would excite and make you happy, right?” But I still asked.
“As long as you like it!” He laughed and said.
“Answer me, are you happy?” I stared into his eyes and said.
"Yes!" he answered firmly.
"Do you love me?" I asked.
"Xiaolin, it's precisely because I love you so much and spoil you that I want you to enjoy more men! And then we can share your happiness together!"
"Then I'll really go find some! But if I'm with some other man, you're not allowed to be jealous!" These words almost slipped out of my mouth. I blushed deeply at my own words, and I nestled tightly against Ming's bare stomach, continuing to kiss his penis to hide my shyness.
"Xiaolin, go ahead and go find some! I love my wanton wife! I really want to see you being with so many men someday!" Ming continued.
Thinking about every word Ming said, thinking about Ming wanting other men to have sex with me, my cooled desire reignited. Suddenly, I called out my boyfriend's name to Ming and shouted, "I love being fucked by my boyfriend! I want lots of men to fuck my cunt together!"
Hearing my lewd words, Ming started kissing me frantically. I continued to suck on his penis and stroke it up and down. Ming's penis, which he couldn't get erect tonight, suddenly became hard.
He pushed me down abruptly, lifted my legs, and used his penis to spread my labia. I lifted my hips and positioned my cunt against Ming's penis. Ming followed suit and thrust his penis in. This was a depth he had never reached before. With a series of thrusts, Ming's movements became faster and faster. Suddenly, I reached out and grabbed Ming's penis, pushed him away abruptly, and then lay down on the headboard. Ming understood and spread my legs from behind, thrusting his erect penis deep into my wet cunt from behind.
I was aroused by the sudden stimulation from behind and cried out, "Ah!" My lust was instantly aroused to its peak, and my vagina immediately leaked a large amount of vaginal fluid. With Ming's frenzied thrusting, waves of heat washed over me, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm with each thrust.
I went wild again. This was the first time I had experienced such a sustained and intense orgasm, but this time it was completely different. It truly didn't feel like I was making love with my husband; I was imagining the wild moments I had with my boyfriend!
Ming's thick penis reached deep inside me, seemingly trying to penetrate my uterus. Accompanied by my screams, my vagina tightly gripped his penis and began to convulse continuously. Ming grew increasingly aroused at this moment, gripping my snow-white buttocks with both hands and thrusting hard, his penis penetrating faster and harder in my tight vagina.
My moans grew louder and louder, as if I wanted to release something I'd been craving. Was it an orgasm? Or longing for my boyfriend? I didn't even know myself. These moans—no, the moans of yearning for other men's penises—aroused Ming's even greater lust.
It was an expression I rarely showed. Ming couldn't tell if he was happy or if my admission of wanting to be with other men had aroused his primal desires. His erect penis, burning with heat, filled his entire body.
Ming was undoubtedly at the peak of his orgasm, while I lay on the bed like a dog, being violently thrust into from behind by Ming. My breasts swayed wildly with each back-and-forth movement of my body. The lust burning in Ming's lower body swelled even more under such passionate stimulation. At this moment, his pleasure reached its zenith, and a series of semen shot deep into my wanton body with each thrust. His open mouth could only let out heavy breathing.
My eyes were tightly closed, my cheeks flushed, my throat hoarse and unable to utter a sound, my body trembling uncontrollably, floating in a continuous stream of orgasms…
(IV) Seeking Pleasure
Since that time I communicated with my husband Ming on a spiritual level, I haven't taken my talk of finding a "wild man" to heart. But when Ming and I make love, sometimes he'll ask me, "You haven't found a 'wild man' yet?" To appease him, I sometimes have to tease him by saying, "I have, and I've even been with someone else!" And when Ming hears my answer, he seems very excited! But when I say I'm just teasing him, his disappointed expression always makes our sex life seem dull.
I am a very sexy woman, and at work, many male colleagues always surround me, sometimes making some very crude jokes about me. With a woman's sensitivity, I know that if I say just one thing, a lot of men will fall at my feet! Although I really like one of my colleagues and have fantasized about sleeping with him, I really don't have the courage to do what Ming suggested and have sex with him.
Ming's concern grew stronger, sometimes almost pleading with me to find men, and he even wanted me to have sex with his friends! So, one time when he brought it up again, I deliberately provoked him, saying, "I can't find any men!"
He chuckled and said, "Then I'll help you find some!"
"What husband helps his wife find men? I won't do that!" I chuckled back.
"Then I'll get my friends to have sex with you too!" Ming continued.
Thinking Ming was joking, I loudly said, "Okay! If you dare call them, I'll let them have sex with me!"
I was almost lost; I really wanted to give him pleasure because I loved my husband!
Ming continued to love me in his own way, often surprising me sexually with many novel methods. Recently, he often made me lie naked in bed, blindfolded, waiting for him to come home!
Whenever that happened, as I waited silently, completely naked, the anticipation in my heart always made me sexually anxious, and sometimes I had to masturbate to get through those long hours. When he returned, my anxious heart yearned for him to immediately thrust his erect penis into my already overflowing, wet vagina. But
whenever he saw my lustful state, he calmly took out what he had prepared beforehand—either a vibrator or a dildo—to play with me. Each time, he brought me to multiple orgasms, and only when I was beyond climaxing did he ejaculate into my wet vagina.
Ming's games brought us both immense pleasure, a pleasure rarely experienced by ordinary people!
Ming had been away on a business trip to Shenzhen for a long time, and loneliness had plunged me into painful longing every day—a love for him, and a yearning for sex.
That day, Ming finally called to say he would be home that night. In a tone only we could understand, he hinted that I should, as usual, be naked, blindfolded, and sleep while waiting for his return. After
more than half a month of anticipation, tonight I would finally experience the long-awaited sex! I deliberately dressed myself up, adorning my breasts with vibrant peony appliqués, painting my toenails with rose-colored nail polish, and letting the delicate fragrance of French Doceve Ita perfume waft from my light pubic hair.
Under the soft light, my naked body was like a little poem, my body inspiring endless fantasies! The April breeze was so gentle, caressing my smooth, jade-like skin through the light curtains. A wave of drowsiness crept in, and longing slowly drew me into the light…
In a hazy state, my side-lying body was gently turned upright, my hands raised above my head and tied to the headboard. Then I felt a warm breath swirling between my breasts, and in an instant, my nipple was taken into warm lips.
My husband had come home! At that moment, I desperately wanted to remove the blindfold. I longed to see my long-lost lover, but my hands were already tied to the headboard by Ming. This was Ming's preferred method. Since that was the case, I pretended to continue sleeping. I was also more curious to know how Ming would caress my body. Let him play with his wife's body as he pleased!
Slowly, my thighs were parted, and I felt two fingers prying open my labia. Then, my clitoris was gently pinched and rubbed by fingers. Perhaps it was because I hadn't had a man's comfort for more than half a month, but waves of pleasure suddenly spread through my sensitive clitoris and quickly throughout my body. I habitually began to moan as usual, calling out my ex-boyfriend's nickname.
I still spread my legs like a slut, raising my buttocks to display my lewdness to my husband. But this time, Ming didn't use any instruments to play with my cunt. Instead, I felt my legs being lifted by his arms. In that instant, my wet cunt was forcefully penetrated by a hot penis. It was a throbbing, painful sensation.
As his penis thrust rapidly in and out of my vagina, the walls of my vagina felt intense friction—a completely new sensation. This manipulation made me feel that Ming's penis was different from before! His penis continued to move in and out of my body rapidly.
My whole body convulsed, and my juices flowed freely; I had already experienced my first orgasm. But I bit my lip tightly, not wanting to let myself prematurely arouse my husband's senses. I wanted to wait for the next wave of passion.
Just as my breasts were swaying rapidly back and forth with each thrust of his penis, I felt my breasts suddenly being tightly grasped by a pair of hands, and then my nipples were being licked and sucked by a hot tongue! I felt extremely comfortable; this was the pleasure a man gave a woman! I fully enjoyed this wonderful moment; I wished time could stand still!
A hand that had been lifting my right leg released it, and I bent my seemingly numb right leg slightly. The middle finger of that hand quickly reached out and massaged my clitoris. This position makes it difficult for the man's penis to reach the woman's clitoris, and the pleasure mainly comes from the penetration of the vagina. So when the fingers pressed on my clitoris, I was close to orgasm again!
"Ah!" I screamed loudly. What? My breasts were being kneaded by a pair of large hands! And my legs, my clitoris, were being touched by two other hands...
It was two men! I trembled all over, I wanted to scream again, but my mouth was being tightly sucked by the man's lips, and my screams turned into rapid "ooh... ooh..." sounds.
The passionate kiss was so familiar... This was my husband! And who was the man fucking my vagina? I twisted my body, who was he?
"Xiaolin, it's me!" Ming finally whispered my name in my ear.
I suddenly realized, so he often made me wear a blindfold and often said he wanted to fuck me with his friends, and today he finally brought his friends!
Thinking back to the moment I was penetrated, it wasn't Ming's penis at all, the feeling was completely different from when my husband penetrated me, yet I enjoyed it so much—the stickers on my breasts, the perfume on my pubic hair. I even moved my round buttocks in rhythm with the thrusting of that penis, I even deliberately exposed my most intimate parts to my man's friend!
I really wanted to cry at that moment, tears slowly streaming down my cheeks.
Ming must have seen my tears, he whispered in my ear, "Xiaolin, I want to see you being fucked by others! Because seeing you being fucked by men gives me a passion, it's something I've longed for for years! When men give you orgasms, your sexy charm always leaves a deep impression on me. I love you! I want you to enjoy the sex life you like. Besides, isn't this what you like? Will you promise me?"
Hearing Ming's sincere words, and with his friend's penis still inside my vagina, what could I say? I silently nodded. Ming hugged and kissed my body tightly, I felt his body trembling with excitement.
The man beneath me seemed encouraged, and he began thrusting vigorously again! The impact from my lower body pounded against my soul. I desperately wanted to see the man fucking me, even though he was definitely someone I knew, but I was too embarrassed to ask him to remove my blindfold. The more I couldn't see, the more I wanted to see who was fucking me; this strange feeling suddenly excited me.
The man finally lowered my left leg, and he half-squatted on top of me, seemingly in a riding position. I felt him re-inserting his penis into my vagina using the thrusting motion. I had heard my girlfriend talk about this position before; it allowed the man to press his penis firmly forward, allowing the woman's clitoris to make excellent contact with the penis, maximizing her arousal.
Sure enough, he moved his body up and down in a forward-leaning manner, freeing his hands to fondle my breasts. I lay there motionless, panting, and in this brief respite given to me by the man, I slowly processed the impending orgasm deep within my body.
The man seemed oblivious to my husband's presence. He fondled my full breasts, then pressed down further, continuing his thrusting motion. The tight embrace of my vagina kept his penis incredibly erect, and my lubricated vagina allowed him to thrust even deeper with greater force. I squeezed my legs together, allowing his penis to contact my clitoris and labia more closely.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm..." With each thrust, he groaned loudly, seemingly enjoying the pleasure my body was giving him. As the man continued thrusting, my tightly clenched lips gradually loosened, and I began to moan softly. The most painful moment in my heart had finally passed. Hearing
my moans, he became rougher, kneading my breasts. With each hard thrust, I was surprised to find that the sensation in my lower body was changing. It gradually transformed into a stimulation I had never experienced before—a sexual stimulation I had never felt when making love with my husband.
Oh my god! The stimulation grew stronger with each quicker movement of the man; my husband was right in front of me!
I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress any sounds of pleasure, but the heavy breathing that escaped my nose was like the wanton moans of pleasure during sex, impossible to hide.
At that moment, I could no longer suppress my desire to possess the man manipulating me. I pleaded loudly, "Take off my blindfold! Let me see you properly! Let me see your penis properly!"
The man gently kissed my lips, stopping his thrusts inside me. I felt my hands, bound to the headboard, being slowly untied, while my blindfold remained covering my eyes.
"Take off your blindfold yourself!" Ming's voice trembled slightly.
The cessation of thrusting inside me calmed my restless heart. Suddenly, I felt afraid to face my husband's friends. I had just revealed my most wanton desires to my husband and his friends, and I would continue to face them in the future! Perhaps even more debauchery awaited me in the future!
My husband transformed me into a thoroughly seductive woman! But it was also he and his friends who gave me immense satisfaction!
I felt my face burning! My vagina convulsed uncontrollably; I really wanted to absorb all of that man's semen deep into my body.
The man felt the spasms in my vagina, leaned down, and forced his tongue into my mouth. I obediently let him penetrate me. It seemed that his roughness also pleased me; under his passionate kisses, I even felt a little dizzy and lightheaded. My hands naturally hooked around his neck, just like I often did when making love with my husband, completely opening my body to him, and gradually immersing myself in a joyful sexual intercourse.
With another blissful moment, I unconsciously arched my back slightly, reaching my hand towards the man's crotch. I grasped his swollen penis and slowly pulled it upwards. Ming's friend quickly stood up and placed his glans near my mouth. I stroked this penis, feeling its difference from any I had experienced before—this man's glans was exceptionally large, while the shaft supporting it was as thick as Ming's when he wasn't erect. No wonder the scraping sensation in my vaginal walls during intercourse felt so unique!
I licked my husband's friend's enormous glans with my tongue. At that moment, the thick mattress beneath my feet was pressed against by his body, and I knew Ming could no longer suppress his lust. My legs were forcefully spread apart by my husband, and his penis effortlessly penetrated my wet vulva. His testicles swayed in his scrotum, pounding against my perineum with each deep thrust. My vagina began to tighten, tightly enveloping my husband's penis.
I began to gasp for breath, writhing my body, pressing my vulva tightly against Ming's genitals, trying to penetrate him deeper, even more deeply.
Ming's glans slid in and out of my mouth through my open lips, while I used my small hands to stroke the remaining part of his penis outside my mouth. Waves of orgasm crashed over my body like ocean waves; my will was completely conquered by this surging lust!
I no longer cared about womanly shyness, and ripped off the blindfold covering my eyes! Oh! Oh! It's Hai? That's the man I spend every day with my husband! Hai is tall and handsome! He's usually so gentle and refined!
I could hardly believe my eyes! Hai's penis was dangling right in front of me. I had fantasized about his strong physique before, and now I had everything he had!
I was intoxicated by happiness, stroking Hai's bulging pectoral muscles, and looked up at my husband behind Hai, giving him a grateful smile! At that moment, I clearly felt that Hai's long-suppressed lust was about to reach its peak. He began to rub his swollen, purplish penis in front of me without reservation.
With Hai's cries of "Ah...ah...ah...", his semen gushed out like water. At that moment, I felt like a wanton woman, without any restraint, and quickly took Hai's trembling penis into my mouth. His thick semen, along with the heat of his body, shot into my esophagus! I felt waves of heat flowing through my mouth; it must have been his long-suppressed semen.
Hai's intense ejaculation also pushed my husband's thrusting to its climax—the man ejaculating a large amount of semen into his wife's mouth right in front of him must have strongly stimulated my husband, and I felt the pleasure too!
Ming's glans felt a tingling sensation, which traveled along the base of his penis to his testicles. He thrust in forcefully, his lower body and mine tightly joined together. Ming grabbed my breasts and began thrusting faster and faster, his movements becoming more and more powerful. The pleasure in my lower body intensified dramatically, and Ming finally reached the point of ejaculation very quickly.
He witnessed his wife and his friend's passionate, wild, and chaotic sex! It seemed to give him the greatest pleasure!
Ming thrust downwards, the first spurt of hot semen shooting deep into my body. Then came a series of rapid thrusts, each stroke releasing his semen, the exhilarating feeling like powerful pulses surging through his brain, bringing him to a peak of pleasure.
I no longer doubted my husband's unwavering conviction that witnessing his wife being violated by his friend would arouse him.
I felt the ejaculation of both my husband and his friend's semen, and in this wonderful sensation—today, I finally understood the meaning behind my husband's incestuous relationship with other men. It was a pleasure that my husband and I could never experience during our usual sex!
Night—returned to its usual tranquility, but my bed was still filled with a thick, lewd atmosphere! Two naked men nestled in my arms, and watching them sleep peacefully like children, a feeling of love welled up inside me. I reached out and hugged their shoulders tightly…
[The End]
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