A woman who has completely let go

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I'm 31 years old and work for a real estate company. My husband is a university teacher, four years older than me. We have
a seven-year-old son.
To be honest, before last December, I had never seen any other man's
penis except my husband's, and I never watched those videos or read those magazines. I was completely absorbed in my own little life.
Before New Year's Day last year, I went to visit a close friend. During our conversation, she brought up sex and turned on the TV to
show me one of those kinds of videos. My heart was pounding. I never realized that a man's penis could be so big,
could last so long, and that a woman could experience intense pleasure.
I was so confused. My husband always acted like he owed me so much during sex. Having never experienced true
pleasure , I was baffled. Now, after watching this video, I finally understand. My husband is indeed
impotent. His penis isn't even 10cm long when erect, and he finishes in 2-3 minutes. The AV actor in the video
had a huge penis and lasted a long time; the woman seemed to enjoy it.
Afterwards, the image of that video kept haunting me, especially that man's penis constantly appearing in my
mind . For the sake of our family, I tried my best not to think about it, let alone cheat.
Our sex life became increasingly unsatisfactory. One day, my husband suddenly told me that he was insecure, that
he wasn't good enough, and couldn't satisfy me.
I said I didn't care, as long as he loved me and our family was happy, that was enough.
My husband said he knew his situation and wanted to find me a man to experience.
I was devastated, thinking he didn't love me anymore. Later, he repeatedly confessed his feelings, and I finally realized his true feelings
. Since I also wanted to, we agreed to find a man to have sex with.
But several months passed, and we still hadn't found anyone suitable.
One day in April, my husband came home and asked me if I liked Black men.
I had never considered having sex with a foreigner, especially a Black man; I was quite averse to the idea.
My husband said he had a Black foreign teacher at his school who was a very nice person and was going back to his country soon, so there would be no side effects. He suggested I try contacting him
if I was interested.
At the time, I thought it was impossible and unacceptable, so I let it go. A few days later, I went to my husband's school to deliver
something to his colleague. I happened to see the Black teacher there; he was tall and strong, not ugly at all, and quite refined-looking.
When I got home, I told my husband what I thought of him. He was very happy and said he would try to put in a good word.
The next day, my husband came home and told me that the Black teacher wanted to meet me. I was furious. I'm so
pretty ; take it or leave it.
I refused to meet him. A week later, my husband came home and told me that the Black teacher had agreed.
Honestly, at that moment, I felt a mix of emotions. My first time with another man, especially a Black man, was so
unfamiliar, so awkward, and I was so nervous.
We agreed to meet at the hotel the next day. That night, I searched online about Black men, and oh my god, it scared me to death
! Some said that having sex with a Black man makes you not want Chinese men anymore, some said it was incredibly painful, and some said they had
AIDS (I'm not worried about that; my husband's school had a physical exam, and his foreign teacher participated, so I saw his report).
But the most common thing I heard was that Black men have huge genitals, some saying they're 20cm long! That's more than twice the size of my husband's! That's
terrifying; I didn't quite believe it.
I told my husband we should forget about it and find a Chinese man instead.
My husband encouraged me, saying, "We've already agreed, let's give it a try!"
The next day, we booked a room and waited for the Black teacher, who arrived as promised. As soon as he entered, I could smell
his strong body odor. Fortunately, he was very humorous and kept praising me for being beautiful and sexy, saying that he was
so lucky to have enjoyed an Eastern beauty before leaving China.
The three of us chatted for half an hour, and the tension and awkwardness disappeared.
He said he couldn't hold back any longer, and we should stop talking and start.
My husband said he mainly wanted to watch me have sex. I felt embarrassed and lowered my head. The black man told us to shower first,
and then he went to shower too.
I lay on the bed in my bathrobe, thinking about being penetrated by the black man soon, and I was incredibly nervous. I had no
anticipation , and even wanted to run away. My husband patted my shoulder, repeatedly telling me not to be nervous.
The black man finished showering and came to the bed in loose underwear. He gently unbuttoned my bathrobe, extremely excited, and
began kissing my large breasts, praising them as he kissed.
I turned my head to the side and clenched my teeth.
He started licking my nipples with his tongue, but I still didn't feel comfortable because I was too nervous.
My husband got into bed, held me, and helped me up, watching the black man lick me with abandon. Suddenly, he touched my genitals and
said I was slow to warm up, not wet at all.
How could I be wet? Tension overwhelmed everything; I felt like I was facing a beast, trembling with fear.
The black man's head moved towards my genitals, and his strong hands forcibly parted my tightly closed legs. I knew he
wanted to give me oral sex like in the video, and I had no choice but to let him.
His long tongue roamed inside my vagina, labia, and clitoris. Slowly, I began to feel it,
and he seemed to know I was feeling it too, using his lips and tongue diligently. Finally, I cried out for the first time: "Ouch!"
As his tongue flicked and teased my clitoris, I suddenly felt an electric shock throughout my body, wave after wave.
Oh my god , the feeling was so wonderful, I couldn't stop, I really couldn't stop. When he put his tongue into my
vagina again, I groaned loudly.
My husband, who was beside me, hurriedly asked: "Baby, are you comfortable?"
I nodded vigorously and said: "So, so comfortable."
The black man came to kiss my breasts again, licking my nipples. This time I felt so good, my nipples stood up, and I swayed
my hips .
Suddenly, while he was licking me, he inserted his fingers into my vagina and gently vibrated them. After only a
moment, I shouted: "Please use that thing to insert into me!"
Hearing my words, the black man jumped up excitedly, stepped back off the bed, and took off his loose shorts.
My God, a gigantic monster appeared before us: it was truly terrifying, like a python,
jet black and shiny, curving to the left, thicker than my wrist, at least 20cm long!
My husband and I were both speechless with shock! I was completely terrified: so big, it would definitely
hurt ; so ugly, there was no beauty in it whatsoever, I had absolutely no desire to be penetrated by it.
When the black man got back into bed, he brought the python to my face, gesturing for me to give him oral sex.
So close, I only glanced at the monster, seeing the liquid still dripping from its mouth. Disgust and horror
made me close my eyes, turn my head away, and say to him: "I'm sorry, your thing is too horrible, I don't want to do it!"
The husband, probably startled, chimed in, "James, I'm sorry, my wife might be frightened by your 'special thing
.' Let's stop here for today."
The black man, looking disappointed and embarrassed, knelt there, his large penis drooping, but still
frighteningly . He shrugged and then laughed, "You two are indeed a very chaste couple, and I'm
honored. However, precisely because of this, you lack experience. I think you're worried that my thing is too big. I
can guarantee that as long as your wife has enough fluid, it will definitely go in. It won't hurt, and it will feel
like heaven. Let me try."
She repeatedly declined and pleaded, back and forth, but in the end, she couldn't resist him. He had already guaranteed it,
and besides, we were the ones who invited him. What could she do?
At that moment, I really blamed my husband! Seeing that I had agreed, the Black man became excited again, stroking
his erection . It became hard again, and he put on a condom, which only covered half of its length.
My husband came over and stroked my hair to comfort me: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he'll be careful."
Just then, the Black man's strong hands spread my legs apart. I was filled with
fear , closing my eyes and biting my lip, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the Black man's monster to strike.
The Black man kept telling me to relax, his fingers constantly massaging my clitoris.
Then, I felt something hard pressing against my mons pubis, something like a fist. The hard object
kept pushing and rubbing, rubbing back and forth, thrusting here and there, but I couldn't feel any possibility of penetration.
After a while, the black man muttered, "Why isn't there any fluid anymore? It definitely won't go in like this." "Come on,
I'll give you oral sex to get some fluid."
The black man started to fiddle with me, touching and licking my breasts, giving me oral sex, but after all that, I
still couldn't get any wet. Everyone said, "How could I possibly get any wet!" By this time, the black man was covered in sweat and stench; his
body odor was overwhelming, even making my husband's expression turn strange.
My husband spoke up, "Forget it, James, it seems we're not meant to be.
I'm worried that my wife isn't excited, so let's call it a day!"
How could the black man give up? He was an old fox. He stood up and said, "I anticipated this situation, so
I prepared lubricant. It seems that lubricant is the
only option." He took the lubricant he had prepared and carefully applied it to my vagina with his hand. I heard my husband tell him to apply more to his penis.
He spread my legs apart again. At this point, I had made up my mind. Let him do as he pleases, whether it's
to keep my promise or for the experience, there's no turning back now. I gripped my husband tightly, still
with my eyes closed and biting my lip, turning my head towards him.
The black man's cool glans rubbed against my vulva a few times before forcefully thrusting inside me. I felt like a
child's head was being inserted, stretching my genitals to their limit, completely filling every space between my legs. Fear brought
tears to my eyes.
My husband suddenly roared at the black man: "You're so selfish! My wife is crying because of you!
Stop it!"
I immediately replied: "Honey, let him do it. It doesn't hurt."
The black man said: "Don't worry, my wife will feel better soon. I will make her feel good!"
The black man's thing pushed in a little further and stopped. I felt my entire vagina was filled completely, unlike
when my husband's thing entered, it felt like a hard strip. His thing was completely hard and lumpy. But
strangely, it didn't hurt at all, and it didn't feel swollen at all.
The black man massaged my clitoris with his fingers and slowly began to thrust in and out. My vagina felt full and empty at times, and I could
clearly feel the piston-like motion.
Because it didn't hurt at all, my fear lessened considerably. After about ten thrusts, I started
to feel a kind of comfort similar to when I had sex with my husband.
I turned my head, opened my eyes, and saw the black man's excited smile, his white, even teeth, and his facial
features weren't ugly; on the contrary, they seemed very angular and sexy.
Seeing my reaction, the black man increased the frequency of his thrusts, constantly asking if I was comfortable.
After another ten or so thrusts, I felt pleasure in my vagina, like ripples spreading from the center, impacting my
nerve center layer by layer. Involuntarily, I grabbed the black man's arms with both hands. Ah, the skin was so delicate, so thin, and
the muscles inside were so hard, so very hard. The thighs that kept bumping against my buttocks were so powerful.
The waves of pleasure spread stronger and faster with each thrust, and I already had a feeling
that I was going to feel amazing! I'd never felt this way with my husband!
The black man would rub my clitoris, then lower his head to gently bite my nipples, and I started moaning involuntarily.
My husband got excited too, and quickly asked if I was enjoying it. I nodded vigorously.
The black man worked even harder, raising his head and thrusting with all his might. I gripped his muscular thighs with both hands,
moving back and forth meet his thrusts.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain deep inside, and I cried out, "It hurts!" The black man quickly apologized, saying he'd gone
too deep.
The already overflowing waves of fluid abruptly stopped, the pleasure gone.
The black man adjusted the depth, and after only a few thrusts, the fluid returned, only to be
disrupted again by his deep penetration.
This repeated several times, and my fear returned. I told him I didn't want to do it anymore.
But the black man wasn't going to stop. He gripped the base of his penis with one hand to prevent it from going too deep. This time, he began
to thrust forcefully and rapidly, about twenty times. Intense waves of fluid gathered, the pleasure
intensifying and spiraling upwards. I became very cooperative, moaning continuously.
My husband exclaimed in surprise, "Your nipples are standing so high!"
Finally, my central nervous system, under the powerful impact of the water waves, experienced an intense surge of pleasure that quickly spread
throughout my body, lasting for several seconds!
I screamed and briefly lost my memory! When I came to, my husband was masturbating beside me, his expression lewd and
excited. The black man said, "Madam, you've already had an orgasm!"
This, is this the legendary orgasm? It felt so good; as a woman, I've never experienced anything like it before!
It was truly intoxicating.
The black man continued thrusting, and the water began to spread again. I was completely absorbed, muttering
nonsense and grabbing and groping wildly. The black man was extremely excited. He released his grip on his penis, wrapped his arms
around my waist, and pressed his mouth against mine, prying open my lips with his tongue and thrusting in and out with vigorous movements.
At this moment, I felt his thing was so big and hard in my vagina, not a long strip at all, but a huge club,
thrusting in and out, causing strong waves of fluid to gather again! He thrust deeper and deeper, and although I felt waves of soreness, it no longer
affected my pleasure. Moreover, it wasn't just vaginal pleasure; my clitoris was also experiencing a different kind of pleasure from his friction!
Before long, he brought me to orgasm again, and the pleasure was even more intense and lasted
longer than the first time!
When I came to my senses, my husband had already ejaculated onto my neck. The semen, which usually tasted fishy,
felt particularly hormonal at this moment.
The black man told me that my vagina was so tight, and much deeper than that of most women, and that
it felt incredibly good for him to penetrate me. He dragged me to the edge of the bed, put a pillow under me, and started thrusting into me standing up, saying that he would ejaculate this time
.
Next, I heard a series of slapping sounds. The enormous penis was moving so far that I felt it had
penetrated me completely.
I screamed and writhed incessantly, forcing my husband to gag me with a towel.
With each thrust of the enormous penis, each opening and closing of my vagina, the intense
friction awakened every nerve ending in my vagina. Waves of fluid radiated outwards, the energy escalating layer by layer, and
my excitement steadily increased. The black man roared, and with his cry, my abdomen suddenly convulsed violently.
Every cell in my body seemed to be electrified, and another intense orgasm came the moment he ejaculated!
The black man lay on top of me, panting heavily. I held his head, my body rising and falling naturally.
My husband hurriedly told the black man to quickly remove the condom, lest it leak inside.
When he took off the condom, oh my god, there was so much white semen, filling the scrotum and even spreading
to the glans.
The black man was wicked; he flipped open the condom full of semen and made me smell it. It smelled incredibly fishy,
much fishier than my husband's.
The black man went to shower, and I unknowingly fell asleep in my husband's arms.
When I woke up, I saw the black man lying naked beside me, talking to my husband.
Seeing me awake, he said, "Honey, I told you, wasn't it comfortable?"
I said shyly, "I'm sorry to tell you."
My husband laughed, a very happy laugh.
The black man took my hand and moved it to his penis, telling me to touch it. Only then did I get a good look
at his penis. It was truly terrifying; even when flaccid, it was so huge that my hand couldn't even hold it all. It was unbelievable that
it had been completely inside me. I suddenly felt a sense of pride: my little sister is amazing, she can accommodate
this behemoth! I also suddenly felt a sense of relief: I'm so glad I persevered, I experienced sex like never before,
it's so blissful ! And it's a bliss that has reached the heavens! A bliss I've had since childhood!
I couldn't help but start caressing the black man's body. His 1.8-meter-tall physique was so fit. Although he was already
in his early forties, there wasn't a single wrinkle on his face, his whole body was so smooth, it felt so good to touch his flesh! The small clumps of curly hair on his pubic area
were very short, but they grew longer and thicker at his anus.
I grasped his large penis again, and it felt amazing. I used one hand to cup both hands, and a large
portion of it was still exposed.
The black man lifted his hips and asked me to give him oral sex. I had never done oral sex before and said it felt disgusting.
The black man told me that once you try it, you'll crave it, and encouraged me to try.
I looked back at my husband, who encouraged me.
I examined it more closely. What I initially thought was ugly now seemed incredibly masculine. Although it was dark,
it felt smoother than my husband's penis, without any wrinkles or places where dirt could hide.
I tried taking its huge glans into my mouth. Ah, do I have nerve endings in my mouth too?
The moment it entered my mouth, it felt like a power source had been switched on… My whole body shuddered, goosebumps rose all over.
I opened my mouth wide, trying to take in more, but the black man's penis was too big; I could only take in the glans. The greedy
black man pressed my head down hard with his hand, and I gagging. He yelled, "Your teeth are hurting me!"
I pulled my mouth back a little, rubbing it up and down, and the black man pulled out his penis in pain. "Madam, you're hurting me
too much!"
Haha, what could I do? It was my first time, I had no experience, and you just had to be so big, serves me right.
At that moment, I saw my husband sitting there, stroking his penis with his hand, looking very focused.
Suddenly, I felt so sorry for my husband; my first time giving oral sex was to someone else. Thinking of how he had arranged all this for me,
a warm feeling welled up in my heart.
"Honey, let me give you oral sex."
My husband was surprised for a moment, then immediately said, "Okay, okay."
I had my husband lie down with his legs spread, and I bent over to take his penis in my mouth. His pink, short, and well-endowed
penis was completely inside me. Ah, it felt even better than taking a big penis; I could move it with ease in my mouth.
I kept licking, sucking, and swallowing, my mouth full of saliva. His penis stimulated the nerves in my mouth,
turning into a circle of water that spread throughout my body, arousing my desire even more. I could clearly feel that my vagina
was already wet.
Although my teeth hurt my husband several times, he said it felt incredibly good. I
swallowed all the water from washing his penis, feeling truly amazing!
The black man moved behind me, grabbed my raised buttocks with both hands, and thrust his penis
inside . I gasped and turned to look at him. He started thrusting,
and only then did I realize he wasn't wearing a condom!
"Go, go put on a condom!"
"Madam, I promise I'm not sick!"
"No, no condom, no sex!" I was firm.
The black man had no choice but to pull out his penis and go find a condom.
My husband's penis was already rock hard. I asked him, somewhat comfortingly and obligingly, if he wanted to have sex with me, though I was actually
hoping for the black man to have sex with me.
My husband said he did want to, but he was afraid I wouldn't be satisfied.
I encouraged and comforted him, saying, "No, you won't!"
My husband got excited, laid me flat, put a pillow under my buttocks, and thrust into me without a condom.
I could feel it! My vagina, still wet from where the black man had just penetrated, clearly felt the hard object entering!
My husband thrust all the way in and started pumping. Ah, it felt so good! Remembering how good my husband was to me, I
felt a surge of gratitude, which turned into anticipation, and I cooperated with him.
The wetness began to ripple, gather, and spread. The understanding black man clapped beside me: "Teacher Zhang, you're amazing!"
I was so grateful for his encouragement; he was so good at handling people!
The energy of pleasure was building when suddenly my husband stopped. I knew he couldn't hold on any longer.
At that moment, I suddenly couldn't feel his penis in my vagina anymore, as if there was nothing inside. (So,
men with small penises shouldn't feel inferior. As long as you're hard enough, last long enough, and the woman likes you,
as long as you don't stop halfway, you will definitely satisfy her! When he stopped, I really couldn't feel his penis in my vagina
anymore. It's just that this small penis can't compare to a big penis. A big penis will always make you feel that your vagina is full and swollen
. Maybe this is just my feeling.)
I moved frantically, "Husband, please, thrust faster!"
My husband started thrusting again, and I felt pleasure again. Just as the pleasure was rising, my husband yelled and ejaculated
, after only a few minutes.
I was still moving, but I felt my vagina was empty. I was burning with desire and clung to my husband, not letting him leave.
The black man , very astute, gently pushed my husband away, grabbed his enormous penis, and thrust it into me. I
screamed and actively responded. Because of my husband's semen inside, it was slippery and offered little
friction until the black man had been thrusting for a while that friction began to form.
With my husband underneath me, the black man quickly brought me to orgasm, and I convulsed, losing consciousness.
When I woke up again, the Black man changed from kneeling to sitting, pulling my hand to help me sit on his penis. Ouch, it
was so sore! His rock-hard penis was pushed all the way in, and any movement made it even more swollen and painful. And at this point, I could feel
his penis was bent.
The Black man lay down and told me to try moving up and down. I started with shallow thrusts and gradually deepened them, moaning constantly, but if
I wasn't careful I'd sit all the way in again, the soreness unbearable.
The Black man had me sit a little forward, shifting my position, changing the up-and-down motion to a back-and-forth motion. This was great! It ensured
his penis didn't go all the way in, yet still created intense friction, and it also massaged my clitoris.
The Black man held my buttocks with both hands and rocked me back and forth. After only twenty or so thrusts, I screamed and had a powerful orgasm,
collapsing onto the Black man's broad chest.
Before I could even recover, the black man started moving on his own, gripping my buttocks and thrusting hard. I was absolutely
enjoying this position; I could nestle against his chest muscles, my hands gripping his strong arms, I could kiss him,
bite him, and my vagina and clitoris were being intensely pounded and rubbed—it was pure, unbearable pleasure! The immense force of his thrusts
seemed to send my buttocks flying, only to be pushed back down by his hands. My vagina felt full
and empty in waves, the pleasure growing stronger and more frequent.
Finally, amidst his roars, I reached my most intense orgasm of the day (yes, orgasms can be
intense !). This orgasm was so pleasurable, I felt like I was dying! I felt like the
happiest woman in the world! I passed out...
I don't know how much time passed, but I felt something rubbing against my buttocks.
When I woke up, I found myself sleeping between my husband and the black man, all three of us naked, sleeping on our sides. The black man
was holding me, rubbing his large penis against my buttocks.
My desire returned, and I raised my right leg to cooperate with his rubbing. Now he could easily rub my vulva, and
soon my genitals were filled with fluid. The black man held his penis with his hand and thrust it into me from behind! It
felt so good, and I tried to move my buttocks up and down to cooperate. The black man held me even tighter, and waves of pleasure
spread again. At this moment, I suddenly realized that this bad guy hadn't put on a condom again! I hurriedly told him to put on a condom.
He said he didn't have any condoms, and I said we had one. I was so reluctant, so very reluctant, to let him take out his penis
(I bet many women couldn't do that, knowing to protect themselves during such an ecstatic moment). He brought us
a condom, which he struggled to put on, saying it was uncomfortable.
He made me kneel by the bed while he stood and penetrated me from behind.
Oh my god, with each thrust, I felt like he was about to tear the skin from my lower abdomen. He
went deeper and deeper, and I felt increasingly sore. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and asked him to change positions. He picked
me up, took me to the bathroom, sat me on the sink, spread my legs, and thrust in!
After I reached orgasm, he carried me back to bed, spread my legs, and then leaned over to hug
me tightly, thrusting with all his might, completely disregarding whether I could take it.
My husband was already awake and masturbating.
Pain and pleasure intertwined, the anticipation of continuing yet the anticipation of ending intertwined. I screamed desperately, not knowing whether it was from the pain or
the pleasure. Finally, I even shouted: Harder! I'm about to come!
At this moment, my husband actually put his penis in my mouth, telling me to open it, he was going to ejaculate in my mouth!
I didn't care about anything else, obediently opening my mouth wide.
Here it comes...
the orgasm hit, semen entered my mouth, and the black man also ejaculated.
I woke up and found that I had actually swallowed my husband's semen, there was still some left in my mouth, but it didn't feel disgusting at all, it
even tasted salty, without any strange taste!
The next morning, they were still sleeping like logs. I woke up and went to take a shower.
Suddenly, I noticed blood on my thigh! I was terrified! I touched my vagina
and found a small amount of undried blood. I quickly woke them up.
My husband was horrified and blamed us for being too rough.
The black man, however, was dismissive, saying that such vigorous activity, especially since it was my vagina's first time being penetrated by a large penis,
was normal.
After showering, we rushed to the hospital for a checkup. I had to tell the doctor that we had been too rough the night before,
using instruments, and might have injured my uterus. An ultrasound was done, and the doctor said it wasn't too serious, just a small amount of bleeding
that had stopped. He prescribed some gynecological medication and told me to abstain from sex for two weeks.
Two weeks?! My Black boyfriend is going back to his country in a few days, and I still want to have sex with him.
I hurriedly asked the doctor if it would be okay if we didn't touch my uterus during sex these next few days. The answer was
definitely no, because we would have to stop eventually, and there was a risk of infection.
The doctor even mocked me, saying, "Can't you even wait two weeks?"
I suddenly wished I could disappear into a hole in the ground. I was extremely disappointed to have to rest for two weeks...
Originally, this post was going to be a long, rambling mess, about us and the Black boyfriend, how we ultimately
missed out ; about how I've completely become a slut, wanting to have sex with my husband every day, and how our sex life has greatly improved; about
the detailed process of my husband finding single men. But then I thought it was too long and might not be interesting, so I didn't post it.
Let's get straight to the point. What I want to say is that I've completely changed; I've gone from being suspected of having low libido to wanting to have sex at any time.
A woman who enjoys sex, and even wants a threesome.
Congratulations to us! My husband and I found a very suitable single man in early June. We've already had sex
about 10 times, and we still feel like we haven't had enough.
This single man perfectly meets my requirements. My requirements are: good character, healthy, handsome and muscular, and able to last
long in bed. Size isn't important.
To be honest, having experienced the enormous penises of Black men, I don't think they're anything special. I think
a woman must first like (or at least not be repulsed by) the man, and then his penis must be very hard, and he must be able to last long and
have good technique in bed. If these three points are met, a woman reaching orgasm is no problem.
Simply emphasizing penis size is very foolish, at least in my opinion, because I've experienced
my husband 's small penis and the large penis of Black men, so I'm the most qualified to speak on this.
The single man I'm dating isn't particularly large (though bigger than my husband, of course), but the key is that he's tall, handsome
, and muscular, which gets very arousing during sex.
He's extremely clean, has refined manners, and is very likable; his sex skills are superb, he can give me
incredibly intense oral sex, and he's adept at various penetration positions, lasting a long time and bringing me to orgasm multiple times in one session;
he's also very considerate of my husband's feelings and cooperates well with him.
Just this past Mid-Autumn Festival, we had unprotected sex, and I swallowed his semen.
We did this under absolutely safe conditions. At the beginning of our relationship, the three of us went to the hospital
for a physical examination (at his suggestion). For our first time having sex, he brought three pregnancy tests, and we all tested negative.
Considering the three-month window period, a week before the Mid-Autumn Festival, we all went to the hospital again for HIV
antibody testing, and all the results were negative, so we were completely relieved.
We've already made plans for the National Day holiday; the three of us will travel to Cambodia with him, and we're really looking forward to it.
I originally wanted to write about our passionate moments with him, but I've already used up all my vocabulary for the threesome with the black man,
and my writing skills are limited, so writing it again would be repetitive. Besides, I'm extremely tired from writing these past few days and don't want
to write anymore .
In short, one word: a healthy threesome is so comfortable! I hope everyone, especially women, won't have any reservations
; as long as your husband is willing, enjoy its wonders to the fullest.

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