From counseling his wife to his passionate dating experiences

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The three of us get along very well. When I'm busy with work and traveling, I ask Lao Zhou to spend time with my wife. At first, she was a little embarrassed, but with my encouragement and Lao Zhou's efforts, she gradually became more comfortable going shopping, eating out, and dating with him alone. When it's just the two of us at home, I call Lao Zhou over, and the three of us squeeze onto the sofa to watch TV, chat, and flirt. I have my wife undress, and we each take turns sucking on her breasts, touching and playing with her. My wife went from being nervous to slowly getting used to it, taking turns kissing us and giving us oral sex. At first, she was a little awkward and would often bite us, hurting us, but Lao Zhou has gradually trained her to be very good. She used to dislike oral sex, but now her oral skills are comparable to a prostitute's, and she's very open about various positions. We have a family gathering once a month, and everyone has a lot of fun together. Old Zhou's wife is unaware of our relationship. She meets with Old Zhou alone 2-3 times a month, mainly communicating via WeChat video calls. The three of us also meet 2-3 times a month. Although we've had sex dozens of times in the past six months, and my wife is very familiar with Old Zhou's body, she's still a little shy when the three of us are together. However, Old Zhou says his wife is very open when they're just the two of them, and he often accompanies her shopping and outings. My wife is careful when Old Zhou's wife is around at night, so we usually don't chat. Six months later, Old Zhou invited me to dinner alone. While we were drinking and chatting, Old Zhou suddenly asked if I wanted to join a group sex session, adding new people to my wife and me. I didn't agree at the time, intending to discuss it with my wife when I got home. Old Zhou hesitated for a while and didn't bring up the topic again. A few days later, my wife was cooking in the kitchen when I noticed several messages on her phone. I picked it up and opened it; it wasn't WeChat or QQ, just text messages. The first one was, "Why did you block me?" The second was, "Don't treat me like this, okay? Weren't we happy last time?" The third was a multimedia message: a picture of my wife's profile, being held and sleeping, a strong arm around her chest, and a man's profile pressed against her face. The man looked to be in his thirties. My wife's eyes were closed. I sent the picture to my phone and cleared the messages, pretending nothing had happened. I called Old Zhou and asked him about it. He apologized on the phone, saying he knew about it and had wanted to tell me last time. When I was away on a business trip, Old Zhou had taken my wife to a group gathering at her request. My wife was curious about the gathering we were talking about, and Lao Zhou didn't think much of it—just taking her out for karaoke, dinner, and games. The first time Lao Zhou took her, she asked me to keep it a secret, and Lao Zhou agreed. I was in Beijing on a business trip at the time, and my wife went as Lao Zhou's wife. She was a little shy, but she cooperated and played some erotic games. However, after she went two or three times, many men in the group added her, and she accepted more than a dozen. They started making advances, and Lao Zhou knew that three men in the group had slept with my wife. Lao Zhou didn't know how to persuade her, because everyone involved in this kind of thing just wanted to have fun and be relaxed. But after trying several men, my wife is currently only with Lao Zhou and one other man. I described the man in the photo, and Lao Zhou said he knew which man was in the group, but this man is a bit crazy. After sleeping with my wife twice, he said he wanted to be with her and even get married. My wife also thought he was crazy, so she broke off contact with him. The man still frequently calls and texts my wife, but she never replies. She's told Lao Zhou about it, and he's even confronted the man. For the past six months, I've assumed my wife has only slept with me and Lao Zhou, but it turns out she's been hooking up with other men, and has now slept with five different men. I feel a bit uncomfortable, but also a little heartbroken and excited. Two days later, I met up with Lao Zhou. We had a great time that night. I was in great shape, and my wife was really into it too. We took turns ejaculating in her mouth three times. Lao Zhou was exhausted, and he brought up the topic of sex. I looked at my wife and asked her about it. She was silent for a moment, then said sorry. I hugged her and kissed her, saying it was okay, as long as we were happy. After some persuasion, my wife's tense expression gradually relaxed. She said that besides me and Lao Zhou, she'd hooked up with four other men in a group chat. One of them was the guy in the photo, whom she'd hooked up with four times. He was a truck driver, and the first time was fine. But from the second time onwards, he got a bit perverted and liked to play with genitals. My wife had given him oral sex twice, and it was so painful and swollen that she could barely walk afterward. Lao Zhou and I were speechless. My wife is afraid of pain, and we've tried it several times. I've never done this before in all these years. My wife's first time was with him. This guy kept telling her to be with him, to go home for the New Year to meet his parents, and that he didn't care if we got married and could divorce so we could marry and have children together. My wife was terrified and blocked him. She only met the other two guys once each. The guy she's still in contact with, a man in his thirties, my wife says she's met him seven or eight times, and even had two threesomes, one with three men and one woman. Seeing my pale face, my wife fell silent, looking at me with guilt. I smiled wryly and said, "It's okay, did you have fun?" My wife nodded, her face flushed. She said it was exciting with so many people, but also exhausting. Her legs were weak when she got home. After a moment of silence, the atmosphere became more intense. Old Zhou and I exchanged a glance and started frantically fondling my wife's breasts, stimulating them with both hands and mouth, using every method we hadn't tried before. My wife screamed, gasped, and groaned; the whole house was filled with an atmosphere of stimulation. My wife had wave after wave of orgasms, collapsing onto the bed. The three of us cuddled and slept until noon the next day. The phone rang and I woke up. Old Zhou and his wife were sleeping, cuddling. I went out to answer the call and then rushed out to the company to handle some business. I was back in an hour. I was about to open the door when I noticed it was ajar; I must have left it a little in my haste. As I went in, I heard Old Zhou growling and his wife moaning and panting from the other room. "You're a slut." *Slap*. "Ah!" His wife cried out in pain, "You're a slut." "Yes," she mumbled, "Old Zhou." "Say it quickly," she said, "Yes, I'm a slut." Old Zhou slapped her again, "You're a slut, you're a slut." His wife gasped, "I... I am." Old Zhou slapped her again, "Say it my way, I'm a slut, I'm a slut." Old Zhou growled again, and his wife moaned rapidly, "Ahhh, so swollen, so big, ouch, ouch." I stood at the doorway, not pushing it open. Old Zhou said, "Your mouth is mine. From now on, you can't let other men use it without my permission, understand?" His wife moaned but didn't speak. Old Zhou slapped her again. His wife gasped, "Where's my husband?" She was
secretly pleased and touched that she still thought of him. Old Zhou slapped her again. "I allow you to use your mouth on him." His wife gasped and moaned. Old Zhou slapped her again. "Aren't you going to thank me, you slut?" His wife gasped, "Thank you, thank you, oh, it hurts, it hurts so much." Old Zhou gasped, "A slut's tits are for her master to pull, you know, um. You know?" His wife cried out in pain, "Yes, yes, I know, I know. Ah. Ah. Come on, give me your mouth. Ah. Um. Oh, woo woo," came a series of low growls and gasps, Old Zhou's voice. His wife whimpered, "I'm hard down there, it's making me sweat all over, and then I let out low growls, ah ah woo woo. Suck tighter, don't stop, get ready for me to fuck you. Ah. Ah. It feels good. Ah. It feels good. Don't spit it out, swallow it. Quick. Quick. Good girl." The noise in the room gradually subsided; two people inside were talking in hushed tones. I stood there for a few minutes, then went outside pretending to have just come home. I loudly put something down, pushed open the bedroom door, and my wife, wrapped in her clothes, looked at me blushing and ran to the bathroom. Old Zhou grinned at me and said, "Okay, let's go out to eat if we're hungry." I smiled and said, "Sure." My wife showered for a while before coming out, and then the three of us went out to eat.

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