【New Biography of Married Women】

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Kexin is my wife. Although we've been married for eight years, she's thirty-five, and we have one child, her 165cm height and voluptuous figure (33D-24-36) still often attract the attention of other men, especially her face—large, innocent eyes and cherry-like lips—which have captivated countless men.

We met when we both came from the countryside to study in Taipei, and it wasn't until after our engagement that I lost my virginity to her. Because I was inexperienced, I tried for a long time without success; she had to guide my penis to the correct position for penetration. There was no bleeding that day, but she cried her heart out, clearly not knowing why, so I didn't press the matter. Until last year, the economic downturn not only cost me my job but also revealed another side of my wife.

I used to have a well-paid job at an electronics company, something everyone envied, but the company wasn't making money, so I was fired. During that period, I stayed at home and worked part-time driving a taxi, while my wife went to work for the first time, teaching at a nearby junior high school. I had a lot of free time and often did housework.

One day, I found a pile of boxes full of letters, all of which were from me. As I read them, I recalled the happy days when we first met. But after reading only a few, I found a letter from another man, sent just last week. I had no idea she had other friends and was corresponding with her. Curiosity led me to start from the bottom and read the oldest letters, one by one, but the more I read, the sadder I became.

It turned out that she had a very close married man since high school. In addition to the usual sweet words, the letters revealed that their relationship was not ordinary. At first, they were very subtle, such as "I miss you, at night, I miss your most nimble mouth," and "Does your heart hurt? Or does it hurt somewhere else? Does it still hurt?" Gradually, it evolved into "I didn't realize you had such a big 'appetite,' I'll definitely conserve my energy to feed you next time."

From then on, almost every letter reminisced about their sex life. One of the most heartbreaking letters read, "Marry him; you'll like me more when you see him." To my surprise, even after marriage, and even in the later stages of her pregnancy, they still had sex at least once a week. Only then did I understand why my wife always said she was tired when I asked.

Discovering my wife's secret was a heavy blow, but it also clarified things I had wondered about before. Because of her innocent appearance, I had never understood her open sexual behavior. Although we knew each other for several years before getting engaged and having sex, we often comforted each other since we both lived separately.

I remember not long after we met, we had already progressed to second base. One time, she took off her underwear in a dark corner at school and kept pushing my head towards her genitals. I had no idea what she was doing; she wanted me to give her oral sex.

Her pubic hair was thick and long, forming an equilateral triangle that extended upwards to her navel and downwards to her anus. It was hard to reconcile this with her innocent face; I had to carefully part it with my hands, which seems a little funny now. But back then, I was a good student, both excited and nervous. I was surprised that in a place with so many people, my seemingly innocent wife could be so open.

She liked me to give her oral sex; she produced a lot of vaginal lubrication, even more than my semen. She was also skilled at giving me oral sex. Sometimes, when we were both so close to reaching our climax, she wouldn't let me penetrate, yet she was capable of making me ejaculate with her mouth.

To be honest, I'm not a very sexually active man. Perhaps it was because before I married my wife, we often engaged in prolonged foreplay, or perhaps it was because she liked to tease me in semi-public places, which gave me a tendency to ejaculate prematurely. Anyway, I'm not entirely sure.

I must admit, our sex life is indeed not very harmonious, especially after being married for a long time. I often ejaculate within two minutes of penetration. Although she occasionally complains, saying, "I've only just begun," most of the time she just laughs and says it's okay. As a result, we went about six months without sex, and at most once a month. Neither of us was very interested, and she had to watch porn to warm up. I usually relieved myself by masturbating.

After reading her letters, I found out that someone was secretly feeding her. No wonder when I told her to let someone else have sex with her, she would always laugh and say, "Really?" Since

discovering my wife's secret, I have lost interest in driving my taxi. The next day, I started following her, and I immediately discovered that she was flitting from one man to another like a butterfly. She

would drop the kids off at kindergarten at 7:20, then go to teach at a junior high school. Around 10:00, she would drive out of the school gate. I followed her to the 7th Redevelopment Zone in Taichung and watched her drive into a motel, where she didn't come out for almost three hours. I noticed a burly man next to the driver's seat; I later learned he was her school's PE teacher and administrator. They drove back to school, kissing and cuddling.

That night, my wife came home beaming and kissed me as soon as she saw me. My emotions were racing; I thought about it all day and couldn't figure out how to respond. I had actually mentioned to her before that she should try to have sex with other people and experience orgasms, but not let me know. But that was before I knew she had a boyfriend, and it was somewhat of a joke, so I was confused.

I immediately told her I wanted to have sex. She said, "Aren't you tired?" I shook my head and started undressing her. She pulled away, saying she needed to shower first. I followed her into the bathroom, and she chased me out. I pretended to be angry (and actually was) and said, "Didn't we always have to look?"

She reluctantly took off her clothes, hesitating when she got to her skirt. It turned out she was wearing a sexy see-through panty with a layer of toilet paper underneath. Of course, I immediately knew what was going on, but I still asked her what was wrong. She blushed slightly and said, "I have a bit more discharge today," and immediately threw the toilet paper into the toilet.

I forcefully parted her thick pubic hair with my hand—oh my god! It was soaking wet. She grabbed my hand and got into the bathtub to rinse it off, then bent down and started licking my penis. What could I say? I came in no time. She laughed and said, "You're too tired." I felt a deep sense of loss, not knowing what to do next.

The third day, I woke up at ten o'clock. My wife had already left, but I knew she would meet her married boyfriend at noon, so I went to their agreed-upon place to wait for her, which was also in the 7th Redevelopment Zone.
Sure enough, the two cars arrived almost simultaneously at noon. My wife got into the other man's car and drove straight up Dadu Mountain. After passing the Taichung Motor Vehicle Office for about ten minutes, the car stopped by the roadside. I had to continue driving for another minute before slowly walking back. I was terrified she would see me. But when I got closer, the car was empty, and I could only faintly hear voices talking. I followed the sound to a side path.

About three minutes later, the sounds became clearer—it was moaning. The two of them were having sex under the tree in broad daylight! My wife was standing, leaning against the tree trunk, her buttocks sticking back, one leg hooked around the man's buttocks. I could see their sides. Penis was going in and out of my wife's vagina, the "plop, plop" sounds of the impact coming one after another. The man's hand was circling my wife's nipples...

I finally understood why my innocent wife liked to expose herself in public, and she wasn't embarrassed at all.

Besides my wife's uninhibited moans, which grew louder and louder, I also heard the man say, "Have you hooked up with another man? How about it, do you still like my dick? Hahaha!"

My wife said softly, "You... oh... oh... the... the best."

I saw the man thrust in and out two or three hundred times before pulling out his penis. It was indeed thick, long, and wet. I thought he was about to ejaculate, but then I saw my wife turn around, take off all her clothes and spread them on the ground, letting the man lie down. She then spread her pubic hair, held his penis, and straddled him, starting to move her hips up and down in sync with his thrusting movements, while shouting, "Oh my god! So...so deep...so good..."
while caressing her breasts with her hands. After about three or four minutes, all that was left were the sounds of "Oh...oh...oh...oh..."

Under the sunlight, their behavior was utterly lewd, brazenly enacting a live sex show under the open sky. Gazing at this obscene scene, I was at a loss for words; my penis had already become erect without my noticing, and I couldn't help but reach down and gently stroke it.

After what seemed like an eternity, I had already ejaculated. Only then did the man tremble as he withdrew his penis, spraying it onto my wife's chest and face. My wife then lay on his chest, panting. From behind, her pubic area was pressed against the man's penis, and it was hard to tell if it was semen or her own vaginal fluid slowly flowing from their point of contact...
I heard my wife say, "You're so amazing! I can't live without you."

The man said, "Tell me about your man so I can have some fun." My

wife said, "Not only is it not half as big as yours, but it's also getting worse lately. I only suck it a few times before I ejaculate."

The man said, "You're such a slut!"

My wife said, "Only in front of you."

The two flirted for a while, and then my wife actually turned around and used her mouth to suck the man's penis. I saw the penis slowly grow bigger again. This time, my wife sat on the ground, spread her legs wide, and welcomed the man's penis into her... At this point, I couldn't watch anymore. On one hand, I had already ejaculated, and on the other hand, I still didn't know how to react, so I slowly walked back and drove home.

After watching my wife and that man's intense sex in the wild, I had no desire to drive the taxi anymore, so I quickly finished my shift and went home. After showering and cleaning up, I was taking an orange juice out of the fridge when the front door clicked open. My wife was back. She seemed a little flustered when she saw me, her flushed cheeks still flushed from her orgasm.

I glanced at the clock, which showed 2:30, and asked, feigning surprise, "Don't you have class?"
She rubbed her body and said, "Yeah! It's so hot, I wanted to take a shower first." She headed straight for the bathroom, and I immediately followed.

Her clothes were indeed soaked with sweat and clung to her body, her skin reeking of semen, confirming everything I had just seen. She probably hadn't noticed! But when she saw me standing at the bathroom door, she didn't move and said, "I just helped you out yesterday, are you going to come again?" I could only say it was fine, thinking there was no point in lingering any longer, so I retreated to the living room.

About an hour later, my wife came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, looking like a beautiful fairy. Her large eyes sparkled, her sexy lips were slightly closed, and the two nipples on her still firm breasts were excitedly erect. Her dark, thick pubic hair gleamed, and her long, flawless legs and firm, prominent buttocks made her appear even more sensual and alluring, as if she had been nourished by male lust.

She seemed cheerful, and as she dried her hair, she hummed a song as she walked towards me. "A colleague is getting married tonight, and I might have to go to Huwei. I've already sent the child to my mother's house; I've told her she'll take care of the child while I'm at work," my wife said with a smile.

"Really? A banquet all of a sudden? How are you going to get there?"

"Please, I haven't been out in ages. A colleague from school is giving me a ride; he's our management team leader, and he'll be here soon." She pressed her firm breasts against my back.

I felt very angry, but I didn't know who to vent my anger on. Are you really not satisfied? My anger almost erupted, but what good would it do? For some reason, all I could say was, "I want to fuck you."

My wife laughed and said, "Come on!" Instead, she unbuckled my belt, reached into my underwear, pulled my penis out, and started licking it. I couldn't help but admire her skill; I ejaculated again in a few moments. This time, she said in a coquettish tone, "Come fuck me! Ugh, you're so useless. I'll fuck someone else then!" I could only blush. She

continued, "You said I could be fucked by someone else!" I looked up at her; she was still so playful. I didn't know what to say, so we changed and showered.

Around four o'clock, the doorbell rang. My wife said, "I'll open the door," and then greeted a burly man with a smile. My wife, who wasn't short, looked like a little bird next to him. He looked to be only in his early twenties. Good heavens, it was the man I saw with my wife in the motel for almost three hours yesterday!

My wife introduced him to me, saying, "Our management team leader is also a PE teacher, and a Taekwondo expert. The students are all afraid of him, so getting his protection is no problem at all." The man greeted me politely, but I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I noticed a hint of snobbery in his eyes. I didn't think much of it and politely nodded back.

Before we'd exchanged more than a few words, my wife took his hand and said, "Let me introduce our home." They walked from the living room to the kitchen, then to the study, and finally into the master bedroom. I remained seated on the living room sofa, observing coldly. Surprisingly, they didn't come out of the master bedroom. Just as I was wondering about this, I heard intermittent moans.

I rushed to the bedroom door and peeked inside. Good heavens! The two of them were already having sex! The man was sitting on the bed, and my wife was sitting on top of him with her back to him. Their tightly joined genitals were facing the doorway, which I could see clearly. Their pubic hair was matted together, wet with the wife's vaginal fluids. From the doorway, all that could be seen was a patch of black hair. Only when their genitals parted during intercourse could one occasionally glimpse the wife's exposed vulva and a small section of his thick penis. At the same time, the man's large hands reached from behind and caressed the wife's breasts.
The wife noticed me standing in the doorway, lost in thought. Instead of trying to avoid me, she immediately said, "You're the pervert! I saw you masturbating and ejaculating on Dadu Mountain this afternoon. You tacitly approved of me doing it with someone else. We had originally planned to go to Huwei together today, drink the wedding wine, and find an excuse not to go home. But thinking about it, I might as well just lay it all out. You're a pervert... oh... oh... pervert!" As she spoke, their buttocks continued to sway up and down, the "plop, plop" sounds of their thrusting filling the air.

The man peeked out from behind my wife and said to me, "I feel so good having sex with your wife in front of you!" He even spread my wife's legs so I could see their genitals, and deliberately thrust his penis upwards a few times as a show of force.
My wife moaned and groaned, saying, "I originally just... just... wanted to secretly... oh... oh... have sex with you, but you already... oh... oh... oh... know, so let's lay it all out! You... look... look... look at how capable I am..." My wife stood on tiptoe, her hips rising and falling more and more dramatically, her vagina rapidly licking the man's penis.

Then my wife let out a long moan, "Ahhh!" It seemed she had reached orgasm. She trembled all over as she turned to kiss the man passionately; the man was indeed a master, kissing my wife while his hands kneaded her breasts, and his penis thrust upwards rapidly at the same time, trying to push my wife's orgasm to an even higher level.
After her orgasm, my wife collapsed against the man's chest. He helped her turn around so they were facing each other. Throughout the orgasm, he skillfully kept his penis inside her vagina without pulling out. Then he lifted her buttocks and began thrusting vigorously again. My wife wrapped her arms around his neck, her head tilted back, her long hair almost touching the bed. She seemed unable to control herself, moaning incessantly. I saw the vaginal fluid flowing uncontrollably down the man's penis, soaking a large patch of the sheet beneath his buttocks.

After about seventy or eighty thrusts, the man put my wife down, making her kneel on the bed with her buttocks raised. He then held his penis in one hand and used the other to spread her labia, inserting it again from behind. I then noticed that the man's penis didn't seem as thick as the one my wife had met with at Dadu Mountain at noon, but the glans was particularly large and very erect. After inserting his penis, he held his wife's pelvis and thrust forward forcefully. When the entire penis was inside, his wife screamed. Then the two of them thrust back and forth again, coordinating their penetration.

My wife's body went limp, her once-clean skin now glistening with sweat. She no longer glanced at me, only moaning incessantly. Her juices dripped incessantly from her long pubic hair onto the bed. The man, while penetrating her, reached forward to grasp and squeeze her breasts, and she reciprocated by reaching down to caress his scrotum.
I stood there, mesmerized, my mind blank, watching the two naked bodies collide and intertwine before me. My wife's cries were unlike anything I'd ever heard before—genuine moans of pleasure, a wild, sensual release, tinged with a hint of mockery. I was puzzled. Had she reached another orgasm? I felt no anger, only a fear of losing her.

Back in the living room, my thoughts were equally chaotic, only the intermittent moans emanating from the bedroom…
Finally, I heard the man roar, then my wife's moans gradually subsided, followed by heavy breathing from both of them. I knew things would eventually need a solution, but I genuinely didn't know how.

About fifteen minutes later, the two of them emerged, still completely naked. The man walked ahead, and I realized I was wrong. Even limp, his penis was still thicker than mine when erect; no wonder my wife was so overwhelmed with pleasure.

My wife followed behind, semen still dripping from her chest and face. Her full breasts pressed against the man's back, and she began to berate me: "I can't take you anymore! You want to have sex but you're incapable, you want to earn money but you have no job. Are you even a man? Compare yourself to others! Take off your pants! Did you ejaculate in your pants again?"
As she spoke, her hand reached around and grabbed the man's penis.

I was shocked. Was this the true face of my seemingly innocent wife? I was speechless and could only sit there, covering my face in disbelief.

My wife, cursing, came over and tried to pull down my pants. I slapped her, and the man immediately grabbed me, pinning my hands behind my back. He was much stronger than me, and I was instantly immobilized. My wife reached for my pants, and I shouted, "No...we're husband and wife!" She said, "Husband and wife? I want to see if you can fuck me, husband!"

In a few quick movements, my pants were off, my penis dangling. My wife flicked it with her hand and said, "Tch, let's compare!" I looked at his crotch and said nothing.

The man actually grabbed my penis and said, "Ha, so small!" My self-esteem was completely shattered, and I stood there silently. My

wife said to the man, "Never mind him, let's have another round!"

The man said, "You little slut, your talk is getting rougher and rougher!" The two of them actually went to the sofa and lay down, licking each other in front of me.

I really couldn't take it anymore. I pulled up my pants and rushed out the door. Sigh! I never thought home would be home anymore.

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