Cultivating the wife's licentiousness

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My wife's sex appeal was gradually developed, and it's not entirely my fault. I don't know
when started, but our society stopped being so taboo about sex and suddenly became very open about it. Every magazine and
newspaper is full of articles about sex, discussed openly and frankly.
My wife gets along well with the young woman at the mailroom; she always gets new magazines from her to read for a few days before
subscribing to her department. From these magazines, my wife learned that many things she used to be resistant to were actually normal
: such as oral sex, outdoor sex, masturbation, and so on.
"Honey, look at what this person wrote, it's so...outrageous!"
That night, like any other, I was watching the game while my wife flipped through magazines in bed.
"What's wrong?" I leaned over to look. It was a reader's article in a women's magazine's sex health column,
sharing her masturbation experience. She and her husband lived apart for a long time and relied on masturbation to solve their problems. The article wasn't long, but
it was quite realistic and made a lot of sense.
"Sex is a human need, I think there's nothing wrong with it," I said, climbing into bed and snuggling up to my wife.
"I didn't say she did anything wrong, but how could she write something like this out loud? Letting the whole world know
she used her hand... How shameless!" my wife said with a laugh.
"I think she did the right thing. How many women who are practically widowed have found sexual
satisfaction because of this article! Honey, let's satisfy ourselves tonight, hehehe..." I said, lewdly grabbing her
small breasts and kneading them a couple of times through her pajamas.
"Ugh! Get lost, you're so annoying..." my wife struggled a couple of times: "Can using your hand really feel
that good?"
"I'll let you try it later and you'll know."
"I don't want to—" my wife said coquettishly, drawing out her words.
I turned off the TV, rolled over and pounced on my wife, kissing her...
By this time, we had been living in our little love nest for a while, and my wife's views on sex were
more . She allowed and approved of making love with the lights on. During our flirting, I noticed her face gradually turning red and her nipples becoming more
erect . Touching her lower body, I found her vulva already wet and sticky. She cooperated fully, letting me
strip her naked. She crossed her arms over her chest, one long leg slightly curled, trapping a patch of hairy flesh—so beautiful! I
couldn't get enough of her…
I sat between her legs, stroking my own penis. "Lan, let's masturbate each other
, okay?"
"No!" Lan, who had been waiting for my favor with her eyes half-closed,
glared at gently kicked me with her little feet, her eyes involuntarily drawn to my large penis.
"Haven't you always been curious about how I masturbate? Now I can show you! You should learn too
. I'm away on a business trip, so you can comfort yourself!" I leaned down and kissed my wife,
whispering in her ear.
"Hmm… will it really feel good?" Lan shyly agreed.
"Come on, play with your breasts first," I said, lying on my left side, taking her right hand and placing it on her
breast . I gently squeezed her breast, pressing down on her hand. Slowly, I lightened my grip, while Lan
kept her eyes slightly closed, kneading her breast herself. I then placed my hand on her other breast to tease her: "Does it feel good
?"
"Mmm..."
I gradually increased the pressure on her breast, and I saw my wife's slender fingers
sinking deeper and deeper into her fair breast. Seeing this, my lust intensified. My free left hand slowly stroked her flat
stomach and her long thighs, and her left hand unconsciously stroked my body as well.
Finally, I slipped my hand into Lan's hairy vulva. Lan gently parted her legs a little, and I
touched her vulva with my fingers. Goodness, she had already secreted a lot of slippery and sticky love juice. I scooped some from her vulva and
smeared it on her slightly protruding clitoris, giving it a quick, slippery rub. My wife immediately became even more
excited , and her legs parted even more.
"Does this feel good?" I asked deliberately, pinching Lan's breasts while rubbing her clitoris.
"Mmm..." My wife rubbed her breasts even harder with her right hand.
I took her left hand, which had been rubbing against my body, and placed it on her mons pubis: "Come on, touching yourself feels
just as good." I pressed my middle finger against my wife's middle finger and drew circles on her clitoris.
My wife had never masturbated before; I had asked her about this when we were in school, so now she seemed
to find it very lewd and stimulating, and her legs spread even wider. My hand covered my wife's small hand, but
that was all; I felt this would reduce her shame. Without me guiding or coaxing
her, Lan's fingers were already glued to her clitoris, and she would occasionally dab some of her vaginal fluid from her vulva
to keep her fingers and clitoris lubricated. Her breathing gradually became heavy.
I changed my approach and buried my face in her left breast, licking and sucking. Stealing a glance at her, I saw her eyes were still slightly closed,
her face flushed, her desire palpable. Her right hand was on her breast, occasionally
kneading it; it seemed her pleasure was concentrated in her genitals.
"Wife…I love you…" I whispered in Lan's ear (women
need , I forget where I read that, haha): "I love how aroused you are,
Lan…aren't you always interested in men's masturbation? How about you masturbate while I play with my own penis
?"
Lan had always been dismissive of women achieving orgasm through masturbation; she only
learned about men's masturbation from me and found it unbelievable and quite curious. I knew she always wanted to see how it worked, just like how
we men enjoy watching women masturbate in porn but are indifferent to scenes of men masturbating.
My wife's eyes opened slightly, and she turned her head to give me a passionate kiss: "Mmm…okay…" Her small hand
didn't relax its grip on her vulva.
I was secretly delighted. My wife had never liked me using vulgar language during sex, but today
, despite my explicit words, she didn't object. I wondered if she hadn't noticed or if she had already accepted it?
I slowly got up and knelt between her parted legs. Looking up at her, my wife's pure and beautiful body
was in a wanton pose: her long hair was softly scattered on the pillow, her right hand gently cupped her small breasts and squeezed them occasionally, while
her left delicate fingers raised, kept kneading between her long, white, and slender thighs... This was the first time I had ever seen
my wife so seductive!
While I was still in a daze, Lan suddenly noticed my stunned expression and became extremely shy. She slightly squeezed
her legs together, her knees hitting my legs. "Don't...don't look..."
I realized she was about to let go, so I quickly leaned down and kissed her burning lips. "Lan, don't stop, you look so beautiful
right now ," I straightened up, stroking my already erect penis. "Look, it's done this for you
. Uh..." I let out a half-serious groan.
My wife chuckled, looking at my erection and saying sweetly, "You naughty thing!"
I secretly relaxed a little, and her little hands started rubbing her vulva again.
"Lan, let's both make ourselves feel good with our hands! You should also experience the pleasure of masturbation."
I said, deliberately speeding up my stroking, and sure enough, my wife's masturbation frequency increased. Actually,
the most pleasurable thing at this moment was penetration, but in order to let my wife know the feeling of masturbation orgasm, I knew I had to
control myself.
"My cock feels so good right now, Lan, does your pussy feel good?" This was the first time I'd used "pussy"
to refer to her genitals; before, during sex scenes, we always used "there."
Lan watched curiously as I rubbed my cock back and forth, my long fingers pressed together, circling her clitoris
. "Feels good..."
"Where does it feel good? Tell me." I kept moving, asking one question after another.
"Mmm~" My wife started to whine, and I knew she really couldn't bring herself to say such a vulgar word as "pussy
." My wife comes from a scholarly family and received a traditional education from a young age. She's usually quiet and reserved,
a typical lady. How could she say something so wanton? But I'll try my best.
"Wife, tell me, it'll make my cock feel even better..." I said while masturbating, "If you tell
me, you'll overcome your shyness and become more open, and your pussy will feel even better..."
My wife didn't say anything, still looking at my cock while masturbating. I didn't know if she was already tempted
, so I continued to probe, "Lan, my cock is really uncomfortable right now, I really want to put it in your pussy, does your pussy
feel good ?"
"Mmm... good..."
I looked over, and between my wife's constantly rubbing fingers, her clitoris was already erect, and her labia minora were slightly protruding and open due to excitement and
engorgement . Because my wife always used the love fluid flowing from her vagina to lubricate her clitoris,
that dark area shimmered with a hint of lust.
"Tell me... where does it feel good? Quickly..." My voice deliberately carried a few breaths, a few
excitements, a few urgings, and a hint of command.
"Ah... pussy... good... uh..." My wife finally said those shameful words! She blushed and
closed her starry eyes slightly, her pretty face turned to the side, but her masturbation moved even faster.
This scene excited me even more, but I didn't dare to praise her openly: "Wife...you're so good, I love you so much!
Tell me, do you like my cock?"
"Mmm...I like it..."
"Like what?"
"Your...cock..." My wife frowned slightly, but this time she said it more readily than before.
She was obviously experiencing more pleasure, her legs spread wider, and her vulva was even wetter.
"Oh...my cock feels so good. Do you like your husband's cock fucking your little cunt?" I asked softly,
but changed the word "insert" to the vulgar "fuck".
"I like it...I like my husband's cock...fucking my...little cunt...ah! ah..." Lan's little hands
suddenly increased the frequency of her rubbing, her little buttocks also rotated and thrust upwards, her middle and ring fingers together
rapidly stroking her wet clitoris and labia minora, her index and little fingers elegantly raised.
It was so wonderful, she had reached her orgasm! My wife's buttocks moved rhythmically, her head tilted back,
her pointed me, unconsciously moaning incoherently, her little hands shamelessly wriggling between her thighs—
it was so lewd!
That night, I fucked my wife's pussy hard again, giving her another satisfying experience. Afterwards
, while whispering sweet nothings, I gently stroked her body and asked, "Lan, does it feel good to use your hand?"
"Mmm, it feels different from doing it with you." My wife nestled in my arms.
"How is it different?"
"Using your hand... it feels so good... you reach the tip right away, it's incredibly intense, even
better , but the pleasure lasts a little shorter."
Fellow horny folks, I've concluded from this: clitoral orgasms are intense but shorter-lasting, while vaginal orgasms are less
intense but longer-lasting. I don't know if any women have read this, or experienced horny folks, is
this correct?
Watching my wife masturbate was very stimulating and interesting, but we did
n't try it again for over a month until I went on a business trip to the provincial capital.
During my week-long business trip, my wife and I spoke on the phone twice. While pouring out our hearts to each other, we uttered
lewd and obscene words, and I masturbated. At first, my wife was hesitant to speak, but I coaxed and pleaded with her, and she
gradually opened up, uttering things like, "My pussy is so wet right now," and "I miss your big cock"
—phrases she would never normally say during sex.
Each time, she repeatedly murmured, "Fuck my pussy...fuck my pussy," until she reached orgasm with her
hand . Why "murmured"? Because when I asked her later, she didn't even know
what she was yelling or screaming during her orgasms…

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