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My husband and I fell in love on our own, and our relationship is stable. Our sex life, however, has gone from passionate and intense to rather mundane. It's gone from being inseparable to a more subdued, almost obligatory, relationship, where the focus is simply on fulfilling the other person's sexual obligations. Living our lives peacefully like this is fine; I've always believed that women should know how to enjoy everything in their lives – this is the happiness of simplicity.
Life continued smoothly until one day I was watching TV while my husband was on the computer. He called me over, saying he needed to talk to me. It's normal for couples to call each other like that, so I went without thinking much of it. When I got there, he showed me a video on the computer. I clearly remember the video quality was very poor; it showed a man and a woman entangled in bed, the camera shaky, trying to find different angles. It was clearly a three-person scene. I assumed it was one of the pornographic films my husband often watches, so I didn't say anything. My husband said, "Honey, this is a threesome. The person filming now is probably the woman's husband, and the other guy is someone they hired." I said, disgusted, "Disgusting." Then I went to watch TV, and my husband didn't say anything. That night, when we were going to sleep, he rolled over on top of me, and I felt inexplicably more eager than before. I tried my best to cooperate with his movements,
and I quickly climaxed. Then we lay there chatting, and my husband asked me if I wanted to do *that* kind of thing. I said no, and wanted to sleep. Let me skip the details for now, because from then on, he kept bringing it up. If it's a lie to say he said it every day, then he only stopped when we were arguing and things weren't going well. He also sent me a lot of pictures of the three of us doing *that*. Gradually, I got used to his lectures. One day, he asked me if I dared to try it. I didn't say anything but sat down next to him. He found someone on his computer and started chatting with them. Then, without asking me, he turned on the video and looked at me for a while. To be honest, that person was very handsome. I politely said hello, smiled, and then turned the camera away. That night, during sex, I actually experienced two orgasms, something I hadn't felt in a long time. My husband said he couldn't believe it. My husband and I fell in love on our own, and our relationship is stable. Our sex life has gone from passionate to rather bland. From our initial inseparable bond to our current tacit understanding, it was all just to fulfill our sexual obligations. Living our lives peacefully like this is fine; I've always believed that women should know how to enjoy everything in their lives—this is the happiness of simplicity.
Life went on smoothly. One day, I was watching TV while my husband was on the computer. He called me over to the computer, saying he needed to do something. It's normal for couples to call each other like that, so I went without thinking much. When I got there, he showed me a video on the computer. I clearly remember the video quality was very poor; it showed a man and a woman entangled in bed, the camera shaky, trying to find different angles. It was clearly a three-person scene. I assumed it was one of the pornographic films my husband often watched, so I didn't say anything. My husband said, "Honey, this is a threesome. The person filming now is probably the woman's husband, and the one doing the work is the man they hired." I said, disgusted, "Disgusting." Then I went back to watching TV. My husband didn't say anything. That night, when we were going to sleep, he rolled over on top of me, and I inexplicably felt more desire than before. I tried my best to cooperate with my husband's movements, and I quickly climaxed. Then we lay there chatting, and my husband asked if I wanted to do *that* kind of thing. I said no, and went to sleep.
Let me skip the details for now. From then on, he kept saying it. If it's a lie to say it every day, then aside from when we argued and had disagreements, he said it frequently. My WeChat was filled with pictures of the three of us doing this. Gradually, I got used to his lectures. One day, he asked me if I dared to try it. I sat down next to him without saying anything. He found someone on his computer and started chatting. Then, without asking me, he turned on video and looked at me for a while. To be honest, that person was very handsome. I politely said hello, smiled, and then turned the camera away. That night, during sex, I actually experienced two orgasms, something I hadn't felt in a long time. My husband said he couldn't believe it. "Sister-in-law, hello!" Although many of my husband's friends call me "sister-in-law" in real life, there was a strange, ambiguous feeling in this WeChat group. I awkwardly said, "You guys chat," which revealed the true meaning of the group. I was about to leave, but then I thought my husband had been talking about it for so long, so I turned on message notifications, thinking it would calm things down.
When I got home that night, after finishing my chores and lying in bed, my husband hugged me and asked, "Honey, did you see the messages you were chatting with today?" I casually said no. He seemed a little disappointed, took out my phone, and showed it to me. Women! Curiosity is both a good thing and a bad thing. Since I'd opened it, I started looking at it from the beginning, bit by bit. From my bedroom preferences to photos of my daily life and my bedroom life, including close-ups, he sent them all. They were discussing my favorite sex positions and hobbies. At this point, my husband seized the opportunity and started groping me. I got wet again… I naturally lay down, opened my mouth, and he went all the way in. Then he rested on top of me for a moment. I felt him moving something with his hand, but I didn't pay attention. Then he started thrusting, and I tried my best to cooperate, gradually becoming drowsy. My breathing became heavier. Then he leaned over me and asked, "Honey, if the person we were chatting with is waiting by the bed now, can he come in and do it after I ejaculate?" I said yes. I really agreed then, I really agreed… He said okay, then took out his phone, turned on the speakerphone, and said, "Brother, say something to your sister-in-law, sister-in-law." A deep, magnetic baritone voice came from the phone. Because my husband was thrusting vigorously, I let out a soft moan in response. My husband went faster and faster, and I went wild, twisting my hips as if stimulated. I was indeed stimulated; a wave of heat washed over me, and I climaxed, letting out a wild cry, hugging my husband even tighter. My husband also ejaculated... "
Tired, sister-in-law?" I smiled, of course he couldn't see it. My husband replied, covered in sweat. "Brother, you guys rest. I'm looking forward to it, the sooner the better."

After this passionate encounter subsided, my husband and I had a serious talk about the topic. I suggested using a condom, but my husband preferred to have someone else ejaculate and drip inside him before he could penetrate (what kind of hobby is that???). In the end, I compromised. I said I'd be ready, and we'd see. My husband agreed to this condition. We had many plans, such as: what hotel, how to shower, and who would do it first. We agreed that since he was a guest, he would go first and ejaculate first. Okay, it's getting closer and closer to reality.
(After thinking we had discussed all the details and precautions, my husband seriously chatted with a single man in a WeChat group. They set the time for three days after my next period, so we could have sex without a condom. I really dislike using condoms. I checked the time; there was still about a week until my next period. I silently calculated that in about two weeks, my body would be entered by a new, unfamiliar man. I didn't know how to express the feeling. That night, I held my husband tightly and told him, "These few days are my last bit of purity. After this, I'll be a dirty woman, right?" My husband hugged me and said, "Don't think like that. This is so you can experience the taste of another man. Of course, you agreed for my sake. There won't be any unpleasantness. Go to sleep.")

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