Shuliang off the bed, crazy on the bed: The Making of a Slutty Wife (Part 3)

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It's truly painful when words fail to accurately express what you think and say. After repeatedly reading the first two posts, I realize there's a lot I wanted to say but couldn't. Even friends might misunderstand our image, character, and preferences based on our writing. Therefore, I'd like to elaborate on two points: First, regarding the term of endearment for my wife. "Slutty wife" is my most romantic term for her. This term evokes all our romantic and passionate moments; it's our secret code. Second, regarding swearing during sex. Our sex life can be gentle and soothing, or turbulent and tumultuous. There are no boundaries; we've played various roles and tried all sorts of techniques. Whether it's tender whispers or swearing, we enjoy it. Third, regarding intimacy between husband and wife. I've always felt that my wife and I are like two children who secretly shared a piece of candy. The sweet taste and the thrill of the secret make us even closer. As described in the first post, our sex life is of very high quality, and our relationship can be described as inseparable. But this little treat added endless fun to our lives. Of course, beautiful things are often something you can only hope to encounter...
Continuing from the previous article:
It was almost midnight when I finished showering and parted ways with my client. I eagerly logged onto QQ, and MXB's avatar was flashing: "Brother, my wife replied to me..." followed by many chat screenshots. My heart raced, and I impatiently opened the screenshots in the back seat of the taxi... The polite, tentative chat gradually calmed me down. The car arrived at the hotel quickly, and I still hadn't finished looking at many screenshots. I finally finished washing up, lay in bed, and opened QQ again. My wife kept asking about MXB, some things I had asked before, some I hadn't. I could feel her trust in him building step by step. His honesty and sincerity made me feel he was reliable too. He sent my wife photos and short videos of himself; he was clean and handsome. He even sent her videos of his workplace and his work ID. The last screenshot was sent at 10:20. Perhaps because I didn't reply, he didn't send another one. I sent my wife several messages, but she didn't reply. I texted M: "Bro, I'm here, are you still there?" M replied instantly: "Yes, bro! My wife said you're back, but she was too shy to reply, so she pretended to be asleep. We're chatting now, I'll send you a screenshot later..."
Sincerity is the key to opening hearts. After his wife's doubts were dispelled one by one, the topic gradually shifted to couples' dating. It's undeniable that M, despite being only 19, was surprisingly mature, given his past successful experiences. He was very sincere and enthusiastic, and his wife's fire was ignited… She wanted to see his penis. M's penis was curved upwards, with a large glans, especially in a photo taken in the hallway, where it appeared particularly large due to the angle. His wife then wanted videos of him having threesomes with other couples. M said he absolutely couldn't send several videos showing the couples' faces—that was his bottom line. He only sent one video of himself having sex with a couple from Xinjiang, in which the wife intermittently said, "I—am—dying…" M thrust wildly, panting heavily: "How could I die?"… His wife was completely aroused: "It's so exciting! I want your big penis inside my cunt too…" M wanted to see her breasts and cunt. His wife sent several pictures; her cunt was already incredibly wet. M asked his wife to insert her fingers, but she refused. He had asked her to do the same before, but she refused. M said she especially loves a shaved, slutty pussy, and loves watching a woman's fingers inside her. Under intense arousal, my wife actually had two fingers going in and out of her pussy… M: “Brother, I can't forward the voice message, my sister-in-law's moans are so beautiful and exciting…” Watching the video of my wife's wet pussy and M's ejaculation, I also ejaculated…
I bought a train ticket early the next morning and was supposed to be home by 9:30. On the way, I received a message from my wife: "When are you coming back?" with two suggestive emojis.
"Is your pussy itchy? Haven't you been chatting with MXB?"
"It was itchy...we chatted for a bit and then I went to sleep."
My wife was so excited when she found out I was coming back; after a few words, she became very affectionate…
"Fuck you, where are we? This slut is getting impatient..."
"Get off the bus, come back right away, you slut. How many dicks do you want to fuck?"
"two!"
"Those two?"
"You and mxb"
"Damn, you slut, you're so arousing! Just you wait, I'll get MXB to come and fuck you too!"
"Great, you two both shot inside my cunt..."
...
"We're downstairs, is your cunt ready?"
"Ready? Come in and fuck my cunt right away?"
"Who should go first?"
"MXB, you go first!"
...
I sent a message to M but she didn't reply.
I opened the door, put down my luggage, and went straight to the bedroom. My wife was completely naked, her cheeks flushed. The Lelo vibrator I bought her was inserted into her cunt, and she was writhing and moaning. My cock, which had been throbbing all the way there, was aching. I took one breast in my mouth and grabbed the other, then thrust my huge cock into her overflowing honey pot…
As I increased the frequency of my thrusting, my slutty wife said, "Oh~ MXB's dick is so big, we chatted, I even looked at his cock..." Her cunt tightened and a gush of fluid shot out.
She kept recounting the details of the conversation, and kept spraying water...
After a high-frequency session of over forty minutes, I ejaculated, still painfully hard, and then we continued for another forty minutes. About half an hour after the second ejaculation, while I was asking him how it felt, we were both aroused again and had sex for fifty minutes, reaching a state we'd never experienced before.
My wife had an appointment for a body treatment in the afternoon, and we didn't get back to my mother-in-law's house until six. After dinner, my mother-in-law kept us chatting, and the kids wanted us to play with them. But my wife hinted that I should go back to our place as soon as possible, so I said I had some documents to work on, and we went out. We walked back to my place, playfully bickering, when I got a message from M: "Brother, sorry I slept in this morning, I was busy after waking up, that's why I finally had some time!" I showed it to my wife, and she blushed slightly. I replied: "We're about to start fighting again..." My wife playfully hit me: "You're so flirtatious..."
We entered and immediately began kissing and entwining. As I removed my last piece of clothing, I was astonished to find my wife's pubic hair meticulously trimmed, with only a small tuft above her clitoris, neatly trimmed like a lawn, the rest completely shaved. Instantly, I felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen, a current coursing through my body. Touching her vulva, it felt as smooth as a baby's skin. I couldn't help but lean down, my tongue teasing her pink clitoris… My wife took my phone and started chatting with M. As her tongue danced, my slutty wife continuously sent M recordings of moans, stimulating him to a fever pitch. After a voice call, and over twenty minutes of licking, my wife ejaculated for the first time. Her body contorted, too afraid to touch her clitoris, and she eagerly pulled me to fuck her with my penis. She hastily put on the mask her child wore for a costume party and switched to video. M was also eagerly masturbating, spouting lewd remarks. I could see it clearly now; it was thicker and longer than mine, but the glans was about the size of an egg… As my wife reached her second orgasm, M also ejaculated, and after a brief moment of weakness, it became erect again. Because my wife made me lick her pussy again, to make her orgasm before I penetrated her, we repeated this for over an hour and thirty minutes. My lower abdomen was throbbing with pain, and we both ejaculated, leaving a large wet patch on the sheets…
For a long time, we were enthusiastic about it, believing we were the best match for each other, and we decided to take it to the next level. We almost made it three or four times, but ultimately it didn't happen. There were my last-minute regrets and reluctance, various unfortunate delays, and misunderstandings caused by M's well-intentioned lie... In the end, our fate wasn't meant to be.
The phrase "mxb" once became our aphrodisiac. When we felt it had become a fading, unattainable dream, we decided to return to our old ways, deleting all messages and deactivating all our QQ accounts. Unexpectedly, it felt like a new spring had arrived, refreshing and passionate. Shared love and support are the source of passion in a marriage.
Two years later, one night, my wife was bending over on the edge of the bed, her big ass sticking out, and I was thrusting into her wildly from behind. She moaned, "I'm going to...go...to...die...of...pleasure..." A fire suddenly ignited in my chest, and I gasped, "How could you die?" My wife frantically twisted her ass to meet my vigorous thrusts, shouting, "Mr. B, you're fucking me to death..." We both ejaculated simultaneously...
We tried our best to recover the QQ account and search for messages, but ultimately we couldn't find that lost connection.
But I unexpectedly ran into JG…

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