My Wife's Breakthrough 3

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After resting for a while on the masseur, he turned my wife over and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Her face was pressed against the bed, her long legs standing straight on the floor, her heels raised, and her sexy buttocks protruding from the edge of the bed. The masseur stood behind her, easily inserting his large penis, causing a gush of vaginal fluid to spray out. Then, he held my wife's slender waist and began to thrust vigorously. His thick penis moved in and out of her body rapidly, the scrotum hitting against her with a "crackling" sound. Wave after wave of pleasure brought my wife to the peak of ecstasy. I couldn't help but hold my wife's hands and say, "Wife, I love you. You're so sexy, so beautiful. The masseur is making you feel so good..." My wife let out a soul-stirring moan: "Ah...husband, I love you too, ah...my pussy feels so good, ah...don't stop..." The masseur behind her was vigorously thrusting, when my wife suddenly shouted, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum..." Stimulated by my wife's moan, the masseur sped up his thrusting, ejaculating onto the condom inside my wife's vagina with a rapid, forceful thrust. He then quickly withdrew his penis and stepped aside. My wife's lower body gushed out a stream of urine-like liquid, her whole body trembling, her skin flushed. She had actually squirted! It was clear how much pleasure she was experiencing. I felt a pang of sadness watching this. My wife had only been able to squirt during my first few years; I hadn't let her squirt since she gave birth. Today, she had squirted again. Watching my wife limply on the bed, her vagina still opening and closing, her face flushed with a happy, satisfied smile, the stimulation and excitement completely overwhelmed any slight sadness I had felt earlier.

Afterwards, the technician, quite amusingly dressed, greeted me and left, knowing she wanted to give my wife and me time to reminisce. I held my wife, stroking her flushed, soft body after her orgasm. I said, "Honey, were you satisfied with today's experience? Did you enjoy it immensely?" My wife replied contentedly, "Thank you, honey, I'm very happy and satisfied." Then, with hazy eyes, she looked at me and said, "Honey, I want more." I knew my wife was thinking that while she had been thoroughly satisfied by the technician, I wasn't, and my penis was still erect. She felt guilty and wanted to make it up to me; she had been holding back for a long time watching the live stream and couldn't hold back any longer. Fearing my wife couldn't handle the exertion, I asked her tenderly, "Honey, are you alright?" She replied, "I just rested a bit and my strength has recovered somewhat. The masseuse's earlier treatment was exhausting; I'm practically falling apart. Honey, be gentle, I won't move, you can do whatever you want." So I gently pressed her down, kissing her warm lips, my lower body pressing against her vaginal opening. She used her hand to guide me, and with one thrust, I entered smoothly. Inserting into her vagina, which had just been penetrated by the masseuse, I found it a little looser; I don't know if it was just psychological, but her vagina was unusually wet and warm. With my careful cultivation, my wife moaned repeatedly, her cries of pleasure coming in waves. I used the missionary position for less than ten minutes before I couldn't hold back and ejaculated.

Afterwards, we embraced in bed, feeling each other's love. After her passion subsided, my wife started to feel a little embarrassed and worried. She asked, "Honey, is it a bad thing that we're going down this path? I'm afraid you'll dislike me later." I kissed her encouragingly, "Honey, I'll only love you more. As long as you truly feel happy and fulfilled during the process, you can treat it as a toy for our sex life." My wife giggled and said, "This toy is definitely more comfortable than the fake one you bought, hehe." I had previously bought my wife a dildo, wanting her to experience a fake threesome, but she complained that it wasn't soft enough, wasn't warm enough, and wasn't comfortable, so she wouldn't let me use it after a few times. I added, "Honey, how did you feel today? How was it different from what I did with you?" My wife paused, blushing, and replied, "Today I was happy and satisfied. The masseur was more about novelty and excitement, but with you, I felt more at ease and loved." Then she added mischievously, "The masseur's was thick and long, yours is small and short. Honey, you'll have to work harder!" Then she gave a wicked laugh. Sigh, this wife is really good at manipulating her husband now. We chatted and rested for about half an hour, then packed up and checked out. As we left, the hotel staff gave us strange looks; they probably heard us because of the poor soundproofing. I wonder if they know my wife had been with two men. My wife saw it and, remembering the lewd scenes from before, blushed to her ears and couldn't wait to pull me away from this place.
I chatted briefly with the masseuse on WeChat that evening and sent her a red envelope as a thank you for her hard work. She mentioned that her colleague, who was waiting for her in the hotel lobby, heard her moaning and couldn't stand it. She asked if it would be possible to arrange for her and her colleague to give her a couples' spa treatment next time. My wife still couldn't accept a foursome, so I thought I could compromise and invite her colleague over for a spa treatment next time, letting her experience the pleasure a different single man could provide. As for a couples' spa treatment, I'd leave it to fate. Later, she gave me her colleague's WeChat, and we added each other. It turned out to be the manager who had barged in and startled my wife at the spa. It seems that the hasty sighting of my wife's sexy naked body and the touching of her thighs and vulva at the spa, combined with hearing her intoxicating moans today, had aroused his lust, and he was now hoping for a chance to enter her body. I didn't think I could rush into making arrangements. Although the event went quite smoothly and my wife had a great experience, I still needed to consider her feelings and not let her feel that I was simply pushing her towards another man. It was about showing her the pleasure that other men could bring her, because I love her. So timing was crucial. I replied that I would arrange it when the opportunity arose, but not hastily, and I looked forward to the next event!

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