Love between husbands and wives

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Sex is a different experience for everyone. As a woman, I'd like to share my feelings. Can sex and love coexist? Probably not. I remember when my husband first suggested I try having sex with other men, my first reaction was to freeze. I didn't know how to answer, but my body felt a tingling sensation, and I couldn't help but yearn for it. Yet, I remained rational and, to be honest, blurted out, somewhat against my will, "You're crazy! You want me to sleep with other men!" But my husband became even more loving towards me afterward, letting me enjoy a queen-like life. So, I started to half-heartedly comply, following my husband's arrangements to flirt with strange men. Back then, webcams were common. After finishing work at night, I would sit in front of the computer in my pajamas, and my husband would occasionally lift up my pajamas, cup my breasts, and show them off to the strange men in the video.

After some time, I started flirting with a guy a few years younger than me. We clicked really well. My husband, perhaps observant, noticed that I became very wet after chatting with him, so he suggested we meet. Actually, I was already aroused, but because it was my first time, I was too shy to say anything. My husband's suggestion pleased me; it gave me an out and saved face – the last bit of pride a woman can muster.

So my husband started arranging a time, and naturally, we went shopping, had dinner, watched a movie, and of course, ended up in a hotel! I won't go into details about the day we spent together.

After dinner, none of the three of us wanted to continue. The guy, though, tried to suggest going for tea or karaoke, but we'd already been flirting, teasing, and eyeing each other quite a bit during our chat, plus the flirting and touching since morning. We all understood what was going on. We were just being polite on the surface. My husband then decided to go to a hotel room. I lowered my head and remained silent… My husband then took my arm and led me towards the hotel.

On the way, I felt a mix of emotions, my heart pounding. The daytime teasing had caused several waves of vaginal lubrication, soaking my panties. Now, with the prospect of sex, my hormones were surging, and my vagina was itchy, with more fluid flowing out. During the day, it hadn't run down my thighs, but now it was slowly trickling down, stimulating my nerves. The pleasure spread throughout my body. To avoid moaning, I clenched my legs tightly, making my gait awkward. My husband, however, gave me a wicked smile. I playfully punched his chest.

Thankfully, we arrived at the room quickly. As soon as we entered, my husband pinched my buttocks. Because I had been clenching my vagina the whole way, the pinch made me gasp, and the fluid flowed down my thighs again. I involuntarily bent over, my legs naturally spreading, and my hand instinctively pressed against my inner thighs. They both burst into laughter. I was both proud and embarrassed, and half-angrily said, "You bad guy!" My husband laughed and said, "Here comes the bad guy!" and reached out to lift my skirt. I didn't resist, but my hand remained on the skirt at the base of my thigh. At this moment, the single man also came over and half-squatted in front of my thigh. After a day of flirtatious banter, my husband and the single man were quite familiar with each other. My husband gave the single man a look, and the single man immediately understood. He reached out to pull my hand, and I didn't resist. The single man raised my hand above his head, and my husband pulled on my skirt. At this moment, my underwear was right in front of the single man's eyes. The single man's eyes lit up and he excitedly exclaimed, "Sister, why are you so wet?" I was suddenly struck by this and felt both shy and sweet, because he didn't call me "sister-in-law" as before, but "sister." At this moment, my husband freed his other hand to touch my breasts. Through my clothes, he used his fingers to tease my already hard nipples. I started to breathe rapidly. The man also gently slid one hand along my thigh, slowly moving towards the edge of my underwear along the fluid on my inner thigh. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth slightly, and breathed heavily. My legs started to feel weak, so I bent them slightly. The man's hand touched my vulva. I straightened my legs again with a moment of restraint. The man's hand returned to the inner thigh. Seeing this, my husband changed from teasing my nipples with his fingers to gently pinching them with two fingers. The man looked up at my husband, who then looked at me and increased the pressure of kneading my nipples. Stimulated by my nipples, I started to breathe rapidly again, closed my eyes, and bent my legs slightly again. The man's hand was on my vulva again. He flipped his palm over, and his entire palm was on my vulva. I didn't try to escape this time, but instead bent my legs to meet his touch. The man slowly released my hands with his other hand, and my hands naturally rested on his head. His other hand rested on my hip, rubbing my vulva back and forth. My mouth opened wider, my breathing became more rapid, and my legs bent lower and spread wider, creating more space for my vulva. The man seized the opportunity to touch my clitoris, and I felt an electric shock throughout my body, involuntarily moaning "Ahhh..." My body trembled involuntarily. The man's hand moved from my hip to my buttocks, pinching them occasionally. My husband, close to me, breathed into my ear. The man slowly began to pull down my underwear. I didn't react and let him take it off. As I enjoyed the simultaneous pleasure from above and below, the man's face slowly approached my vulva. When his nose touched my pubic hair, he tried to lick my vulva, but I shouted, "No, not now! Take a shower first, I've been sweating all day!" I suddenly broke free and rushed into the bathroom to urinate. My husband followed me in with my bag, saying he would help me wash up. He took out my toiletries from the bag. I was still sitting on the toilet. I had finished urinating but still felt the urge to urinate. Women often feel the urge to urinate when they are extremely excited and stimulated, so I stayed on the toilet to try and regain some strength in my legs. My husband started taking off my top, then my bra and panties. Now all that was left was my skirt, which was still up to my waist. He turned on the tap, and the water was running loudly. He told me I could shower now. I looked up and saw a single man standing at the bathroom door, smiling at me. I quickly covered my chest and cried out, "Honey, why didn't you close the door?" My husband was surprised for a moment, but then he leered and laughed, "Why would I close the door? I've seen it all on the video, what's there to be afraid of?" I said coquettishly, "It's different." The single man didn't say anything, just smiled and pushed me away. My husband came over, helped me up, and guided me to the tap. Then he started taking off his own clothes. The hot water poured over my head, flowing over my skin, and the feeling of my pores opening up was so comforting. I thought, "Life is so good!"

My husband used to always help me rinse my hair. Today was no exception. My husband helped me wash my hair and scrub my back. But when I glanced in the mirror, I saw a single man washing my hair and scrubbing my back. His hands were rubbing soap on my back. At that moment, my whole body trembled as if I had been electrocuted, and I felt a surge of pleasure. After he finished scrubbing my back, my husband gestured for him to scrub my buttocks and legs.

When they rubbed my inner thighs, I was swaying and almost unable to stand. My husband saw this and came over, supporting me with one hand and rubbing my breasts with the other. Under their combined assault, I was dripping wet. With my eyes closed, all I could hear in the bathroom was my moans of "Ah! Ah!" My vagina felt like it was crawling with thousands of tiny caterpillars, so itchy, so itchy. At that moment, I was unconscious, only wanting to find a penis to insert. When my husband's hand entered my vagina, I couldn't stand anymore. The man helped me sit on the edge of the bathtub, and I grabbed my husband's penis with one hand and started rubbing it. Suddenly, I saw my husband sucking my genitals. Whose was this? Oh no, I'd made a mistake again.

My husband sat on a stool and picked me up, aiming his penis at my vagina. Because there was soap at the vaginal opening, it went in smoothly. The stimulation of my vagina, combined with the stimulation of my breasts... my breasts? I looked and saw that a single man, at my husband's prompting, was sucking my nipples. This feeling was completely different from my previous orgasms. Before, my husband would suck while penetrating, and the movements weren't very smooth. Now, the two of them were each responsible for one side, and I had multiple orgasms. The single man picked up a towel and wiped me haphazardly before he and my husband carried me to the room. After I lay down, my husband continued, and my mouth sucked on the single man's penis. The two of them had four hands roaming over my body. My breasts, nipples, clitoris, vagina, and mouth were constantly being stimulated. This kind of feeling is something that people who haven't experienced it firsthand can't understand.

My husband instructed a man to take the lead. The man came around and knelt down to suck my genitals. The sensation was even more stimulating. I felt a thrill of successfully stealing (like when I lied to my parents as a child). He was the other man, and every kiss from him excited and filled me with anticipation. My clitoris was parted, revealing my nipple, and his sucking was so stimulating! Sucking on my urethra was both itchy and stimulating. At that moment, my husband handed him a condom. He hesitated for a moment, then put it on and inserted it. His penis was thicker and harder than my husband's, but shorter.

After he penetrated, the entire vaginal wall was rubbed against him, the in-and-out motion was incredibly stimulating. His hard, powerful penis sent me into a frenzy, the forceful thrusts bringing me to orgasm after orgasm. After one orgasm, my whole body convulsed and I fainted, startling my husband who rushed over, "Wife! Wake up! Wife! What happened?" I was probably dazed for about 20 seconds before I came to my senses, and then I realized that this orgasm was longer and deeper than any I had ever experienced before. It felt like all my bones were falling apart; it was beyond description. It wasn't 1 plus 1 equals 2, but 1 plus 1 squared equals 4.

After about a hundred thrusts, the man lifted one of my legs and inserted his penis into my vagina from the side. My God! It hit my cervix! Every thrust struck my G-spot, and my juices flowed freely again. Each thrust stimulated my clitoris, vaginal opening, vaginal walls, and cervix—all stimulated. Combined with my husband's penis in my mouth and the caressing of my nipples, I cried out repeatedly, "Oh! So good! Oh oh oh oh oh oh—"

The single man penetrated for about 20 minutes, changing positions four times, before my husband took over. He penetrated for another 10 minutes before we all gave in. When my husband's semen entered my uterus, I felt particularly sensitive today; the hot semen made my clitoris feel very uncomfortable.

The three of us were lying on the bed. I was in the middle, holding two of them with both arms, and said to my husband, "Honey! Today was exciting and comfortable!" My husband asked me, "Did you like it?" I nodded shyly, then turned to the single man. At that moment, the single man kissed me. I closed my eyes and accepted his deep kiss. "Sister-in-law! I'm sorry! I was too impulsive! I'm sorry!" This time, I kissed him and silenced him with a kiss, while his hand was still on my clitoris.

"From now on, we're all family. I hope you'll consider this your home," the husband said. "XX! From now on, my wife isn't just your sister-in-law, she's also your wife. You must cherish and protect her! Any objections?" "XX! Thank you so much! You've given me such a beautiful wife. I don't know how to thank you enough!"

I said, "Then I'll have two husbands from now on, right?" They exchanged a knowing smile, and simultaneously, each gently pinched my nipples with two fingers. I couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah..." My body trembled involuntarily from the stimulation of my nipples, while my husbands laughed lewdly at the same time! Hearing their laughter, I felt my face burning, and a warm, itchy sensation surged in my vagina. My mind went blank, only thinking about the itchy feeling inside my vagina and the need for a hard, hot penis to penetrate me. My hands naturally reached for my husbands' penises.

Then both husbands' penises became erect again. This time, one man went first, and the same feeling of fullness returned. The previous orgasm hadn't subsided, and now with another penetration, another orgasm immediately came, and my juices flowed again. The sounds of our genitals colliding during the thrusts were loud and clear. My husbands sat beside me watching, chanting, "Go, wife! Go, wife!"
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Each time we made love, the two husbands gave me different sensations. They noticed this, so during sex they would blindfold me. This way, I could concentrate better. Who was kissing my breasts? Who was touching my thighs? Who was kissing my genitals? Who was penetrating my mouth? Who was penetrating my vagina? If I guessed correctly, they would immediately switch places and make me open my eyes again. For example, I felt the first husband was penetrating my vagina because he had touched my cervix, but they were wrong. The second husband's penis was harder, and I could feel it when I touched it. This game was very interesting.

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