My Cuckolding Path ~ Part 2

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I've been busy traveling lately, so I haven't been able to continue writing. Anyway, let's get back to our story.
Last time, I mentioned that before marriage, my wife was very conservative and traditional, and I had a serious virginity complex. After two years of engagement, we finally got married. We didn't plan to have children right away. We just wanted to enjoy our free time together, having endless sex, thinking how wonderful youth and sex were! But a year later, my wife unexpectedly became pregnant. This sudden arrival caught us off guard and disrupted my plans. I discussed having her have an abortion with my wife, but she cried. She said she wanted the child because it was the fruit of our love. My mother, upon hearing about the pregnancy, was even more determined to prevent an abortion; she desperately wanted to be a grandmother. Faced with pressure from both my wife and mother, I had no choice but to give in to the majority. The days that followed were spent suppressing my burgeoning libido as I watched my wife's belly grow bigger each day. Finally, after ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to my daughter. After her birth, I was amazed to discover how well she inherited our looks. To be honest, my wife and I both have good figures, long legs, and are tall, but our faces are rather ordinary. My wife, however, has a great presence and always gets a lot of attention on the street. But my daughter combines the best features of both of us; you can see both my wife's features and mine in her face. Truly, the student surpasses the teacher; my daughter is even more beautiful than my wife. My initial reluctance vanished, and I began to love my beautiful daughter.
I thought that with our daughter's birth, we could resume our passionate sex life, but unexpectedly, once a woman has a child, she pours all her energy and passion into the child, losing interest in sex. Often, I was burning with desire, while my wife remained indifferent. Left with no other choice, I had to return to my old ways, surrendering my strong physical needs to my hands.
When I was extremely sexually frustrated, I started watching pornography and DVDs, seeking stimulation from those obscene scenes. In 2004, I bought my first computer, and from then on, I became a netizen. My internet use consisted of browsing pornographic websites, chatting with people, and downloading porn. From the initial Mutou Ran and Aoi Sora, to later works like hentai, the Spider series from Europe and America, and extreme sadomasochistic content, my tastes became increasingly extreme. I was no longer satisfied with watching one-on-one sex scenes; I only reached peak stimulation when watching Japanese porn where 20 or 30 men or women ejaculated simultaneously. Gradually, my masturbation fantasies shifted from porn stars to my wife. I started fantasizing about her having sex with other men.
After days of this routine, in the autumn of 2004, I had an affair by chance. I met a woman named Xia, who was outgoing and open-minded. She was from a neighboring county, four or five years older than me, and was temporarily in our county on business. That afternoon, she asked me to go out. We strolled along a small river outside the city to clear our heads. She told me her husband had died in a car accident, and she was now single. She cried as she spoke, and I wiped away her tears. She began to flirt with me. I kissed her lips, and she eagerly put her tongue in my mouth. I put my hand inside her shirt and caressed her breasts. Her breasts were large and soft to the touch, and she began to moan. As I kissed and caressed her, she became aroused and suggested we make love. I said it was broad daylight, and we had nowhere to go! She said, "Right here by the river." I looked around and noticed people walking along the path by the river. I became hesitant. I said, "Would it be okay if someone saw us? Let's wait until night." (Years later, I deeply regretted it. What a great opportunity for daytime sex! What if someone had seen us? Wouldn't that have added a unique thrill? The woman wasn't afraid, but I was. What a coward!)
I took her to a restaurant for dinner. After dark, we went back to the riverbank and found a clean stretch of sand. She immediately stripped naked and said, "Don't take your clothes off. I'll bend over and you can fuck me from behind." I agreed and pulled my pants down to my knees. She had already stuck her butt out. Without any foreplay, I just thrust in completely. After a few thrusts, she started moaning loudly. I thrust for four or five minutes, and her moans grew more and more urgent. Suddenly, she stopped, straightened up, and said, "This isn't working. It's not satisfying." I asked, "What should we do then?" She said, "I'll lie down." So I took off my shirt and spread it on the sand. She lay down, and I lay on top of her. I continued thrusting, her legs tensed, and soon her moans changed, becoming more urgent. I could feel her gripping tighter and tighter; I knew she was about to climax. I increased the speed of my thrusts. She cried out loudly, and afraid her cries would attract attention, I quickly covered her mouth with my tongue. She moaned and sucked on my tongue. I increased the force, her neck arched, her body stiffened, and her vagina convulsed. I felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and a warm flow gushed out. I lay on top of her, motionless, for a while. She asked, "Did you come?" I said, "Yes!" She punched my back a few times, looking unsatisfied. I was puzzled. You've already climaxed, why won't you let me come? It seems it's been a long time since we've done it; one time wasn't enough! I wanted to rest a while before continuing, but she said it was getting late and she had to go home. So I got up, dressed, and walked her to her place. We kissed passionately goodbye again. She gave me her phone number, saying she was going home tomorrow and I should visit her sometime.
This was my first affair after marriage. Years later, I still remember Xia vividly. First, her moans were incredibly unrestrained. My wife never moaned during sex before; she always remained silent during our lovemaking. Xia's moans made me realize the unusual nature of women. Second, her sensitivity to penile penetration allowed me to experience sex again without much effort, bringing her to orgasm. I had met another sensitive woman before, a girlfriend I dated before meeting my wife. That girl's vagina was exceptionally sensitive; with just a little movement, she would orgasm, her vagina contracting and spasming repeatedly. Each time I had sex, she would have at least two orgasms, giving me a great sense of accomplishment. But after meeting my wife, she was the other extreme. She would exhaust me, and no matter how long I tried, she couldn't orgasm. In the end, she would have to stimulate her clitoris herself while I was thrusting, making me feel like a complete failure. Xia, however, helped me regain my confidence.
I called the phone number Xia gave me a few times at first, and we shared our longing for each other. Then one time I called again, and a man answered, hurling insults at me. I was completely confused. I didn't know if Xia had found someone new, or if her initial claim of her husband's death was a lie. Whatever the reason, as long as Xia had a man, I shouldn't bother her anymore. From then on, I never called that number again, and I silently wished her happiness and joy, and that there would be no more tears
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