Sending his wife into another man's arms

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I tried my old account, but I couldn't log in. I probably can't find the articles I wrote before either. My cuckolding thoughts have gotten worse these past two days, and it feels too exhausting. I'm planning to rewrite what happened before as a farewell, and from now on, I'll focus on working hard and making money.
Seeing many netizens struggling to "develop" their wives' desires, I feel my situation is relatively smooth; everything happened naturally. However, at crucial moments, my husband needs to give me a push. Several years have passed since this happened, when my child was in kindergarten; now they're in middle school. I feel my strongest desire for extramarital affairs occurs between the ages of 30 and 38, gradually fading with age and the increase of daily chores. My wife is like that. Since gradually breaking up with my childhood friend, I've been suggesting finding her another man, but she consistently disagrees. The man in question is my childhood friend, the same age, and a classmate. We basically had children around the same time, so whether before or after having children, we always hung out and played together. However, his wife works in the service industry and is quite busy, while my wife is a full-time stay-at-home mom. Gradually, it became my wife and my friend taking care of their respective children, traveling around to different places on weekends. Sometimes they'd come over for the whole day. After lunch, they'd put the kids down for a nap. At first, the kids slept in the middle with the two of them on either side, but maybe because the kids were a bit noisy, it gradually became the two of them sleeping side-by-side in the middle, with the kids sleeping on the outside. When I got home from get off work in the afternoon, seeing them busy in the kitchen preparing dinner, I felt like they were the ones who had come to visit. I even felt inexplicably jealous and angry at that time. I remember reading an article back then (Shenzhen Shared Apartment) about two couples renting an apartment together; I believe most netizens have read it. It really got to me, and later I showed it to my wife. Surprisingly, she also found it quite appealing. I remember our sex life had become rather dull after taking care of the kids, but reading that article rekindled our long-lost passion. Like most netizens, during sex, I'd ask her, "Can I find you another man to experience?" My wife, already enjoying the act, readily agreed. Frequent contact between men and women can lead to ambiguous feelings. I don't know when it started, but my childhood friend became the object of my wife and me's flirting. Sometimes, when my wife was in the mood, she would tell me about them—holding hands during lunch break, having simple physical contact while cooking in the kitchen, watching Korean adult films together, and sometimes my wife not wearing a bra at home, her nipples sticking out through her pajamas, and she could feel his eyes constantly darting towards her. It made me both angry and excited. Sometimes, the more she revealed, the more excited I became, and I would fuck her, calling her a little slut for not wearing a bra at home and letting my friends see her underwear. It seemed my wife also enjoyed and liked this mild harassment from him. They not only took care of the child together, but also chatted frequently about family, children, marriage, work, and sometimes even how many times a week they had sex. This went on for about two years. When I flirted with my wife, I would use my childhood friend as a hypothetical person, and my wife was quite cooperative. But every time I ejaculate, I feel like my thoughts are boring, perverted, and despicable—I actually wanted my wife to sleep with my brother. Then those thoughts just disappear. So, my wife and I rarely discuss this outside of sex. But I feel like I've been possessed for the past two years. I enjoy watching porn, especially those featuring husbands being violated, wives offering themselves to their husbands, cuckolding, etc. I also frequently browse 69 forums, sometimes sharing good articles with my wife. It's addictive. My wife also tells me about their slightly ambiguous behaviors, and my desire for my wife to sleep with my childhood friend grows stronger and stronger.
A turning point came. One time, my childhood friend and his wife had a fight, and she took the child back to her parents' house. That evening, he asked me to go drinking. I let him choose a restaurant near my apartment complex. Actually, I had an ulterior motive; since his wife and child weren't home, I might be able to get him to stay overnight. Looking back, I realize that when you want something, you just need to bring together many small factors, and things will naturally fall into place. While drinking, we talked about our marriages. My friend envied me, praising my wife, but said his wife was quite assertive, which I didn't like. He said he was willing to confide in his wife about many things. I casually suggested he come to my place to sleep that night. At first, he declined, saying it wasn't convenient, but then I said my wife was also willing to confide in him about family matters, and the three of us could chat together that night. Only then did he agree to come with me. After convincing him, I quickly texted my wife: "My friend is coming to our place to sleep tonight." My wife replied: "Huh? What's going on?" I said, "Don't you want him? I'll grant your wish tonight." My wife immediately replied, "Get lost, what are you thinking?" Actually, I had no choice but to accept it; I'd already made it up to my friend. On the way home, my mind started racing, trying to find a way to break through. I'd read so many articles on 69 (a Chinese online forum), some about aromatherapy massages, some about playing cards and taking off clothes, some about truth or dare, and some that directly said, "You sleep with my wife." I felt that saying it directly was too unrealistic. I knew my friend had feelings for my wife, but I just couldn't bring myself to say it directly.
When we got home, my wife had just showered and told us the baby was asleep and to keep our voices down. I remember she was fiddling with her slightly damp hair, wearing a tank top and shorts, no bra, and her nipples and cleavage were quite noticeable, along with her long, white legs; it made me have all sorts of fantasies. Our house is a two-bedroom apartment. I saw the baby sleeping in our master bedroom; I guessed it was my childhood friend visiting, and my wife wanted him to sleep in the smaller bedroom. I was annoyed because that smaller bedroom only had a single bed. I told my friend I could go shower. My wife insisted I shower first, later telling me her underwear was still in the bathroom. While showering, I felt incredibly nervous and inexplicably excited. My penis had been half-erect since the way home. While my friend was showering, I asked my wife if I wanted him tonight. My wife said, "You're crazy, always thinking about your wife sleeping with other men." I said, "Haven't you always wanted him to sleep with you? And he has feelings for you too." My wife said, "It might be possible if you're not around, but it's absolutely impossible if you are. He wouldn't dare. How would you two get along if you saw each other later?" Later, I noticed my wife had put on a bra sometime during the night. She explained that her tank top was too revealing, and her childhood friend kept staring at her, making her uncomfortable, so she put on a bra. I still wouldn't give up and talked to her a lot more, basically saying, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's not that I don't want to find you a man, it's that you didn't want one. I wanted you to experience what it's like with other men, so you won't regret it later." Finally, my wife said, "It's up to you, just don't regret it later. But I won't actively throw myself at you. I wouldn't dare do that with another man in front of you, and I don't think he would either."
我感觉她其实也想，她对发小感觉一直不错，有时候发小轻微占她便宜，她还挺开心。发小洗澡出来后，媳妇把我们俩脏衣服放洗衣机洗了，发小直夸媳妇贤惠。我准备好了茶水扑克牌，说现在还早，玩会，闪会。然后我们三都去小卧室。我记得发小坐凳子上，我和媳妇坐床上。我其实是参考69论坛上好多都是打牌脱衣服开始当突破口的，我也就想这么弄。但是，真玩起来了，输了脱衣服这句话，在嘴里一直憋着也说不出口。就一直旁敲侧击的说，输了也没个惩罚措施啥的，这玩的多没意思。后来一看表，快十一点了，在这么下去，黄花菜都凉了。后来，心一横，不管那么多了，我就说：咱们也不玩钱，这输赢没感觉，要不输了脱衣服吧？我自己当时都不知道怎么说出来的，感觉心都快跳出来了，那种的声音都是颤抖的，心跳特别快。媳妇知道我想干什么，她说：行。发小直接说：你俩都没意见，我肯定没意见。然后，最紧张刺激的时候来了。忘了当时是谁赢谁输了，心也没在打牌上，全在怎么让媳妇输上面。就这样，几回合下来，打打闹闹说说笑笑的过程中我们三脱的都只剩下内衣了。其实内衣也早该脱了，夏天就穿不了几件，就是再脱就露了，谁输了都不好意思脱。我感觉媳妇穿胸罩比脱光了更有诱惑力，穿胸罩衬托的乳沟看的特别迷人。发小眼神一直时不时往媳妇身上闪过。后来我们定下了不管谁输，一定脱。后面媳妇又脱了个胸罩，媳妇当着我的面，在另外一个男人面前害羞的脱衣服，感觉无比刺激，兴奋。到我输了的时候，我也把内裤脱了，发小看我脱了，他输了也脱了。我当时记得我时不时得往他那看，他下面都硬了。头挺大。以前上学的时候经常一块洗澡，但是勃起还是第一次看见。和媳妇跟另外一个男人不穿衣服面对面坐着，紧张的一直咽唾沫。后来媳妇又输了两次，说啥也不脱了，没穿内裤，再脱就光了。我和发小都已经脱光了，我不同意，我就起来扒她短裤，发小看我动手，他也凑过来一块帮忙扒她短裤。从搞对象到现在，脱了无数次媳妇的衣服，第一次和另外一个男人一块扒媳妇的衣服。媳妇也不着急，但是一直挣扎着骂我俩流氓，讨厌。可是她哪抵住两个男人的力气，就这样，被我们给扒光了。发小看到这，笑着拿着自己内裤，说不打扰你们俩了，我去客厅待会儿，你俩该干啥干啥。我心想，都这一步了，你出去干啥？赶紧说：你不是想跟我媳妇说你的事呢，你俩慢慢聊吧，我回去看孩子睡觉了。我清楚的记得发小当时一愣，那喜从天降惊讶的表情。媳妇在我旁边低着头一声不吭。静止了几秒钟，我把全身裸体的媳妇推到了一丝不挂的发小面前，说了句：你俩慢慢聊。就赶紧拿着我的衣服关门出来了。我想，发小再呆，都脱光了送到他跟前了，也知道要干啥吧。其实我当时挺担心的，发小千万别顾及兄弟情义，伦理道德，或者因为我在旁边不敢对媳妇下手，我和我媳妇就丢人丢大了，当时真心希望发小放开了弄，放开了折腾。
回到我卧室，看了看孩子。我心神不宁的，耳朵贴墙上，只听到了空调嗡嗡的运转声。过了一会，实在好奇，我就脱了鞋慢慢的走到小卧室门口偷听，也不敢站在正门口，能听到她们偶尔说话的声音，我不敢在门口多待，怕他们突然出来，碰到我就尴尬了。突然想起来，避孕套在我屋呢，那个屋没避孕套！想给他们拿进去吧，万一他们没打算办事，那多丢人。后来拿手机给媳妇发了个信息：啥情况？避孕套在咱们卧室呢，用吗？发过去后漫长的等待，没有回应。耳朵贴墙上，光听到嗡嗡空调声，别的也听不到。未知的等待是煎熬的，这个时候心里七上八下的，怕发小不敢下手，怕媳妇自己回来了，开始矛盾了，也想让他们发生啥，又不想发生啥。自己拿着手机一直看媳妇有没有回复，一会儿贴墙听听，一会来回走走。手一直在自慰。奇怪的是，下面一直在半软不硬的状态。
过了一会，手机收到媳妇的信息：拿个套吧。说实话，当时我记得看到这几个字的时候，大脑嗡的一下，手都在抖，但是悬着的心终于落地。后来我拿了四五个避孕套，敲了敲门，就进去了。感觉真的是硬着头皮进去的，给发小避孕套的那一刻，屈辱感特别特别强烈，真有点后悔了，不知道发小接过避孕套的时候，心里怎么想，怎么看我，操着你媳妇，你还给我送套，真够贱的，都没敢对视发小的脸。当时有几个场景现在都记忆犹新。媳妇一丝不挂的躺在床上，一个胳膊搭在自己的眼上，发小跪在媳妇两个腿之间，标准的待入姿势。后来媳妇告诉我说，我进来送套前，已经插了几下了。那个场面看了上头，不看更想看。我把剩余的避孕套放床头，媳妇一看我拿这么多，笑着质问我：你再拿多点？我蹲在床边拉着媳妇的手，也不知道说啥。发小撕开避孕套开始往上套，媳妇撇着腿，等着被插，屋里很安静，安静能听到他往上捋避孕套的声音还有彼此的呼吸声。现在，我每次在媳妇两腿之间带套的时候总能想起这个画面。我看发小带好套等待了一会没插进去的意思，我就放开媳妇手，亲了一下她的头，出来了。往外走的时候感觉自己特别的下贱，屈辱，还伴随着那种紧张，担心，刺激，虐心的感觉。关门后我也没走，在门口静静的偷听，没一会，屋里就传来媳妇嗯。。嗯。。的呻吟声了。。。。。。。还有啪啪肉体撞击的声音。有时候媳妇呻吟声此起彼伏的，有时候又间断了一会又传了出来，也会听到她们在轻声的说话。当时好想进去看看，在门口脑补各种他们做爱的画面，也许是水喝多了一遍一遍上厕所。手一直在不停的自慰，等有感觉了赶紧停下来，生怕自己射出来没感觉了，冲进去把这对狗男女拉出去毙了。最虐心的，里面传来啪啪声越大，媳妇的呻吟声就跟着越大，而我只能在门口偷偷自慰。我担心是快完事了，当时心想，再不进去，以后估计就在也看不到这个场景了。其实不进去一个是怕突然进去让他们中断了，另外一个就是，发小操着我媳妇，我还进去看着，发小会怎么想我，估计会想我是个变态，是个贱人，以后会不会见我有我把你媳妇都操了你还得站在旁边伺候的那种优越感？那种虐心，刺激，屈辱感，下贱的感觉始终伴随了我一个晚上。后来，我什么也不顾了，你操着我媳妇我还顾虑这么多干什么，就倒了杯水，慢慢打开门进去了。现在回想起来，每个记忆犹新的画面都是一开门刚看到的画面。发小躺在床上，媳妇在他上坐着，两人紧紧拉着手，媳妇最喜欢这个女上男下的姿势了，可惜这次下面躺的不是我。微弱灯光照在媳妇凌乱的头发和全裸的肌肤，感觉好迷人。他们看到我进来，稍微停顿了一下。我赶紧说：给你倒杯水，没事，你们该继续继续，当我不存在。媳妇笑着说；讨厌。后来媳妇告诉我说，那一刻，她明显感觉到发小的鸡鸡突然变小了。我没有敢看发小的脸，不敢和他对视。后来媳妇不动了，发小就把媳妇轻轻的放倒在床上，起来开始插她。刚开始那几下挺温柔的，不知道是不是我在的原因，他放不开。要不就是他疲软了，不能太猛。我偷偷的瞄了发小一眼，他每顶一下，都用色眯眯的眼神注视媳妇那呻吟的表情。其实每个男人都想欣赏贤妻良母或者良家人妻淫荡的另一面，我估计当时他就这心理。因为媳妇说当时关了灯发小又把床头灯打开，不让关。我蹲在床边拉着媳妇手，伴随的发小身体的冲击，媳妇拉我的手越来越紧，身体也被一下一下的往前顶，乳房波浪式的晃动，我注视媳妇的淫荡的表情，这个专属于我多年的表情，呻吟，今天却不属于我。第一次从第三方角度来欣赏，来听，感觉既熟悉又陌生。好刺激好刺激，特别上头。那种感觉就像带媳妇去品尝了一次美食，或者一次完美旅游体验，当时就一心想让她爽，让她放飞自我，体验做女人的快乐。有一件事至今我在拿它调侃媳妇，就是发小最后冲击用力的时候，随着力度频率的加快，媳妇竟然慢慢放开了我的手，去主动狠狠的握住发小的胳膊，后来发小低下头亲吻她身体的时候，她竟主动搂住了发小的脖子，还主动索吻。那个时候站在旁边的我如同空气一般，自己心情吃醋吃大了，既兴奋，又难过的。我那个时候记得在屋里来回走动来掩饰心中的不安，眼睛却始终没有从他们身上离开。我感觉有点尴尬，就站在他们后面，看着发小的鸡鸡在媳妇阴道口进出。又一个难忘的场景是，发小最后几下特别的使劲，我都担心把床给我操坏了，或者楼下找上来。伴随着发小的低吼声，爬在媳妇身上的他跟触电般颤抖了几下后，他们终于完事了。我清楚的记得最他当时屁股上的肉还一抽一抽的。射了后媳妇的胳膊还一直紧紧搂着发小的脖子，两个腿紧紧的夹着发小的屁股。发小并不着急从媳妇身上下来，他们俩一直在亲吻，现在房间没有呻吟声了，光听到她们亲吻的滋滋声和两个人气喘吁吁的喘气声。我当时看着他们这样，一直在努力回忆媳妇以前在我身下是什么状态。说实话，吃醋了。其实，我挺担心，发小射之后，跟射之前对媳妇态度的转变，会突然变冷。看来我多虑了。事后想推算一下他们到底做了多长时间，还专门问过媳妇，没有看表，应该不会特别长，但是我感觉好漫长，就像一个世纪一样漫长。最后一个记忆犹新的画面出现了。感觉他们接吻了好久，发小也不往外拔，真担心精液流进去了。后面终于分开了，发现我还在旁边呢，两个人都跟犯了错的小孩似的，媳妇赶紧背过身去，拿被子捂住了脸，看着媳妇那崛起的小屁股，真想过去打两下。发小低着头，坐在床上，边冲我笑边挠头，我也回应冲他笑了笑，但是我感觉我当时笑得不好看，也许比哭还难看。我的目光一直在发小的鸡鸡上，上面套着用过的避孕套，头那还有一大股白色的精液。发小满头大汗气喘呼呼的起来说去厕所冲个澡，走的时候避孕套里面的精液一晃一晃的看得我感慨万千。我站在床边，看着媳妇蜷缩着全裸的身体，心想，你个小骚货，现在知道害羞了，刚才不是搂的挺紧的吗。为了避免看到发小的尴尬，我也回房间了。发小刚操完我媳妇，我真不知道这时候身为老公的我见面说啥，趁他洗澡的时候，我赶紧回去。
过了大概半个小时，媳妇过来了，我挺惊讶的，还以为发小射了，就没感觉了要走呢。我为了他们可是憋了一晚上没射。我担心的问媳妇，怎么了，发小走了？媳妇说：没有，发小让我过来陪你睡。我告诉媳妇不用，你们难得一次，你跟他吧？媳妇半信半疑问我：真的啊？不会生气吧？得到我肯定的回复后，她又重新回到发小的床上。那晚，每次关门声我的心里都像被击打一下的沉痛，就跟被隔绝开来一样。看着熟睡的孩子，墙上的婚纱照，心里终有一丝后悔，亲手把一个只属于我的贤妻良母送到了另外一个男人的床上，他们在享受男欢女爱的快乐。我却一直自慰。自己图什么呢，真贱。但是心里还是淫妻思想严重，不一会，我又开始去门口偷听，光听到他们说话，真搞不懂，每天聊天，脱光了在床上躺着还聊天，有什么好聊的。反反复复去偷听了几次，生怕错过他们交战的直播，直到听到屋里传来打呼噜的声音后，我也彻底放弃了。回屋迷迷糊糊的睡了。我半夜上厕所时，在垃圾桶里发现发小扔的避孕套。竟然鬼使神差拿出来仔细端详，已经从乳白色变成清淡色了，不过量还挺大，精子味还挺浓，整个厕所都是这味道。（我发现发小摘避孕套没有绑口的习惯）第一次看到别的男人的精液，而且还是自己媳妇和别的男人操出来的精液。那种感觉很上头，说不出来，也许只有经历过的兄弟们才懂。
Around 5 a.m., my wife came in and said her childhood friend had left. Since the child was sleeping in this bedroom, she insisted on taking me to the smaller bedroom. I felt she was trying to be helpful. Going in, I looked at the messy scene and was filled with mixed emotions. I specifically checked the trash can and actually found a used condom. A perverse sense of satisfaction washed over me. My wife said, "We did it before he left this morning." I hugged her and asked, "How was it? Was it good?" She said, "It was so exciting, really great. I'm used to it now. Now, with different men, I realize every guy's penetration point is different, and the process is different too." I said, "I was really worried your friend wouldn't be interested." My wife laughed and said, "We're adults now. At that point, we know what to do." She said that after she was pushed to her friend's bedside and he left, she felt incredibly embarrassed and nervous, her face burning. No one said anything, and my wife went to turn off the main light. Later, her friend hugged her from behind, kissing her while pulling her onto the bed. My wife felt herself go limp at that moment; we'd been together for so long, things had become mundane. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. Nervous, exciting, thrilling, and also a strange and new feeling. Later, they realized they didn't have condoms, and neither of them was too embarrassed to get one. My friend said he was unbearably itchy and wanted to just insert it a few times until it shrunk, then he'd get one. My wife was also unbearably itchy, so she complied. While he was inserting, he insisted on turning on the bedside lamp, watching her as he did so. My wife was incredibly shy, constantly covering her face. He slowly inserted a few times, getting more and more pleasure, showing no sign of stopping. My wife quickly grabbed her phone and texted me to bring her condoms. Actually, before I entered, his penis was already inside my wife's vagina. It just wasn't moving much; to be precise, it was inside without moving. He told my wife he was enjoying this possessive, flesh-on-flesh contact. As soon as I knocked on the door, he quickly pulled out. It's a pity the moan I heard at the door wasn't the first sound of penetration. Later, my wife touched my face and said, "I want it." I finally unleashed all the pent-up frustration, heartache, excitement, torment, stimulation, and sadness I'd held back all night onto my wife, calling her a slut and a whore while we were having sex. This time, she readily admitted to being a slut and a whore, even saying things like, "You two fuck me to death," she was very open. I kept slapping her ass, and she cooperated by sticking her ass out so I could hit her, let me fuck this whore to death. For the first and only time in all these years, this was like this. Her vagina, which had been penetrated by someone else, felt empty and slippery, making it especially easy to enter, and the spot was easy to find. Soon after, I ejaculated. But, brothers, after ejaculating, I immediately regretted it. I had planned to follow my childhood friend's example and give my wife a long kiss, but I lost interest. I didn't want to hear my wife talk about what happened with her childhood friend last night anymore; it felt disgusting. Before ejaculating, seeing my wife naked, having been fucked by another man, felt alluring, seductive, torturous, and stimulating; I just wanted to give my wife a different kind of sex. After ejaculating, seeing his wife's naked body, having been with another man, made him feel insane, despicable, and even disgusted, with an urge to hit her. Therefore, anyone considering this but not yet successful should carefully consider whether they can accept it. However, a few hours later, the idea of cuckolding his wife once again took over.
Later, my wife and her childhood friend had another one-night stand. They had sex in cars, in hotels, and sometimes even while the kids were napping at home. She'd been penetrated, showered together, stayed out all night, or gone to another city for a day. They'd also video chat naked. Her friend would buy her small gifts on holidays. Since that one time, it was like opening Pandora's box; it was out of control. She's nothing like the shy wife she used to be. She seems to really enjoy being cared for by two men. Sometimes I'm genuinely jealous, angry, and regretful. But like my wife said, she did have feelings for her friend initially, but she never considered sleeping with him. I was the one who repeatedly instilled those feelings in her and led her away. Women are emotional creatures, like a kite—you want it to fly high, but you're afraid the string will break and you'll lose control. However, my wife managed it well; she always told me beforehand and afterwards. My wife would send me her hotel location on my phone. At these times, I would reply that I was having fun and wouldn't contact her again to bother her. About three or four hours later, she'd send me a message saying she was done. It was emotionally draining for me. During that period, I was tormented every week, unable to focus on work. Looking at the bustling streets, I'd think, "At this very moment, my wife is naked under another man, enjoying sexual intercourse." Every time she came back, she'd tell me about it and ask me to have sex with her. Without exception, I regretted it afterward, but the next day I was back to my old ways. This went on for about two or three years. The children grew older, and they stopped spending time with them, so contact decreased, and eventually, they broke off contact. Now, it's been three years since we last met. Fortunately, when I meet my childhood friend, things are still the same as before. Neither of us has mentioned this incident; it's like nothing happened. However, sometimes when I see my friend, I'm reminded of the scenes of him having sex with my wife, especially the ones I mentioned above that are still vivid in my memory. They linger and I can't forget them. I had a strong urge to pull his penis off. That night, I was mainly focused on my wife's expression and my childhood friend's thing.
I feel like when my wife goes out on dates, I smile at her, but I can't bring myself to smile at the man who sleeps with her. I even have the urge to pull his penis off. But then again, I want him to go all out, to make my wife scream and cry for her, the more excited and satisfied I feel. Do you feel the same way?

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