How many times have I wanted to say something but couldn't?

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It's been almost a year since I last came, for various reasons. I'll continue writing my last entry.

The single man came downstairs to meet us. My wife hesitated a bit, quietly asking if he was a little too young. I thought since we were already here, a chat would be good, so I encouraged her, saying, "Let's go upstairs and sit down. We're already here. If you don't want to, we can just be friends." So we went upstairs with the single man. He rented a place on the sixth floor, the top floor, which was accessible by foot, with no elevator. I was exhausted when we got inside and plopped down on the sofa. He quickly told my wife to sit down too, asking what we wanted to drink. The thoughtful single man had prepared tea and coffee, and we started chatting. I gave him a half-sincere, half-high-sounding reason for our visit: men often have opportunities for affairs, while women rarely have contact with men other than their own. I explained that this was for gender equality and to allow women to openly enjoy the affection and passion of other men during their lives, which is why we chose this method, provided it doesn't affect our families. The single man expressed his complete understanding. My wife listened to our conversation silently. While the single man excused himself to the restroom, I asked for my wife's opinion. To be honest, my wife was probably yearning for the other man's love at that moment. When I asked her if she was satisfied with the single man, she said she'd listen to me.
So, after the single man came out of the restroom, I told my wife to take a shower. He immediately understood and said he had prepared a new towel and took her to the bathroom. Since he hadn't gotten my permission, he came back and continued chatting with me. I briefly explained to him the details of our daily sex life. For example, my wife needs foreplay, including stroking her breasts, giving her oral sex, licking her clitoris until orgasm, and continuous lubrication during penetration. Perhaps my wife overheard a few words in the restroom, because she soon came out wearing a large bath towel. It was draped over her shoulders because she was already naked and couldn't wrap the towel around her lower body like we men do, so she had to leave it draped over her shoulders to cover herself as much as possible. After we came out, I told her to lie down on the bed. Since the heating was on, she didn't need a blanket, so I pulled her towel off. She kept saying she hated it as she lay down on the bed. At that moment, I was very excited. As you can see in my photo album, my wife has a great figure, slightly thin but with a round bottom. Lying on the bed, both men immediately got hard. I told the single man to go first and told my wife to let him have sex with her first. The single man hesitated for a moment, but still sat down next to my wife. I turned my wife over and leaned down to kiss her, so she wouldn't feel embarrassed facing the single man directly. My wife was also very aroused and gave me a deep French kiss. I gestured for the single man to caress my wife, starting with her breasts. My wife just excitedly kissed me back, perhaps on purpose, to enjoy the single man's caresses. Slowly, the single man relaxed, his hands moving up and down, caressing my wife's body. I gestured for him to move downwards, directly touching my wife's vaginal opening. At this moment, the single man seemed somewhat surprised and said to me, "Brother, sister-in-law's vagina is so wet, it's all wet." I knew my wife was unable to control herself under unprecedented stimulation, so I said to her, "Can I let Xiao N fuck you?" My wife just pulled my head, neither answering nor letting me speak. I pushed her away forcefully, stood up, and said to Xiao N, "You go first." Xiao N didn't hold back anymore, moving my wife further into the bed, raising her penis, aiming it at my wife's vagina, and inserting it directly. My wife trembled all over, took her hands off her eyes, and hugged Xiao N's neck. At this moment, I happened to be standing behind them. What a beautiful scene! The single man lifted my wife's legs, his thick penis entering my wife's vagina. Below their genitals, a chrysanthemum bloomed. When I fuck my wife, I can only see the penis entering the vagina; I can never see the chrysanthemum below. At that moment, I was incredibly aroused. I went to the bedside and asked my wife how she was doing, if it felt good. She was only moaning under Xiao N, shaking her head back and forth, and didn't answer me. So I cooperated by kneading her breasts with both hands. Finally, she cried out that she couldn't take it anymore. I went back behind them and saw streams of semen flowing from the edge of her vagina, which Xiao N was continuously thrusting into. I knew my wife was truly aroused at this point, so I said to Xiao N, "Let's change positions." I sat on the sofa, and Xiao N flipped my wife over and inserted her vagina from behind. Then, she flipped my wife's hands over and moved towards the sofa where I was sitting while fucking her. (My earlier description of my wife's habit of being fucked was finally confirmed in practice.) Finally, my wife opened her eyes and saw my big cock. Without hesitation, she took it in, her head moving up and down. Xiao N's big cock was thrusting into her from behind. Now I couldn't hear my wife's moans anymore, only the sounds of slapping. I was so excited. The scene I'd been dreaming of thrilled me to the point of extreme arousal, even surprising my wife. "Honey, why are you so hard today?" she asked. I told her she was wetter than usual. Suddenly, during the continuous thrusting and oral sex, my wife collapsed to her knees, her legs trembling uncontrollably. I knew she was reaching orgasm, and without hesitation, I pushed aside Xiao N and penetrated her myself. As I thrust, I had Xiao N rub her clitoris and hold my wife down, as she was now writhing uncontrollably. I thrust faster and faster, ejaculating inside her convulsing body, then quickly made room for Xiao N. As Xiao N entered, my wife screamed, "Honey, I don't want it anymore! I don't want it anymore!" I stood on the other side of the bed, holding her down and telling her to be quiet so the people downstairs wouldn't hear. She struggled, panting, begging me not to let him ejaculate inside. Xiao N seemed to understand, pulling out his penis and a large gush of semen shot onto my wife's stomach. Little N said shyly, "Brother, it's been a long time since we've done it. I wonder if your wife was satisfied?" I said, "Look at her asking herself that." After the passionate indulgence, my wife had completely let go. She lay on her back on the bed, my semen flowing from her vagina, and Little N's semen on her belly, motionless.
After a while, I urged my wife to take a shower. After showering, my wife came out dressed. I was afraid Little N hadn't had enough, so I asked my wife why she was dressed. Was she not going to play anymore? My wife replied, "If we play any longer, you two bad guys will play me to death." After everyone calmed down, my wife seemed embarrassed to face Little N. So she said to me, "Let's go, the child is still at home." Seeing the situation, I could only say goodbye to Little N and saw us downstairs under his reluctant gaze.
Back in the car, I drove while asking my wife how she felt. Her answer surprised me. She said she wasn't satisfied psychologically. I asked her what she wasn't satisfied with, and she said that the other person was much younger than us, which made her feel uncomfortable psychologically. I asked her why she was so emotional, and she replied, "Since we're already here, let's just have some fun." Her last sentence overjoyed me: "Next time, don't go looking for someone younger than us." I knew I had completely liberated my wife. That's our first memory. I will gradually write down the stories of the next seven single men and share them with everyone. Absolutely true.

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