Compensation for infidelity

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My husband and I have known each other for so long since we met that I don't even want to remember the exact length of our marriage. His
family is well-off; his parents are both capable. After graduating from university in China, he was restless at his job
, so his parents arranged for him to go to the United States as a visiting scholar. Later, when he returned home
for vacation he met me at a friend's gathering and started pursuing me.
Although I didn't have a strong impression of him, I'm naturally gentle,
and we fell in love quickly. A year later, he returned again, and we got married. Not long after our marriage, he returned to the United States,
and six months later, I completed the paperwork to accompany him. I
flew , never expecting that this would completely change my life.
After settling down in the United States, life became peaceful. Because his family was
well-off, I didn't need to work hard outside the home and became a stay-at-home mom.
I don't remember when it started, but he began guiding me to adult websites, often dragging
me to watch group sex videos and read adult literature. At the time, I thought it was just to spice up our married
life, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Later, Ming started telling me a lot about local group sex clubs, saying he
heard about it from a friend.
I had a vague feeling something was off, but I didn't think much of it. After all,
it's normal to be open-minded in such an open cultural environment, and a few months passed without incident.
We had a neighboring couple, Taiwanese. The husband's name was Zhigao, in his thirties, and his wife's
name was Shuwen, 29. They didn't have children yet. They got their green cards a few years ago,
and his wife had only been here for a little over two years, studying at a community college and working part-time at a bar.
Since we were both Chinese, it was difficult to
develop deep friendships , so our two families naturally became very close.
Zhigao was the kind of man who was very talkative and humorous, and very good at charming women.
He worked at a software company, and much of his work could be done from home, so he often didn't go to
the office and spent a lot of time at home. Therefore, during the day, it was often just
Zhigao and me at home.
He would often come to my house under some pretext to sit and chat, often making me very happy.
Later, intentionally or unintentionally, he would also talk about sex, talking about
how .
To be honest, everyone has some curiosity about other people's privacy, and I'm no
exception. Sometimes I reacted when he talked about it, but I didn't show it to him.
Later, we talked more about sex, and based on a woman's intuition, I felt that he
had feelings for me, but I don't know why I didn't stop this
trend .
Finally, one noon, we were both home, and I cooked lunch, making some for him
as well. He said, "Your cooking is really delicious, let's have some wine."
So, we drank some red wine. After lunch, with nothing to do, we
browsed .
He said, "I'll show you something interesting." So, he opened a video
website , which was full of various sex videos.
Although Ming and I often watch this, it was the first time I had seen something like this in front of another man
. My face turned red, but since we were all very familiar with each other, I didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, I trembled all over, and Zhi Gao hugged my waist from behind, his face close to mine,
pointing out the scenes in the video he was showing me, and his words became ambiguous.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, or perhaps the images were too stimulating. I felt
weak, my whole body trembling, and my speech became incoherent. I said, "Zhigao, please don't do this,
this isn't right." My words were so weak that even I didn't believe them.
He was clearly an experienced womanizer; seeing the moment, he pulled me into his
arms , his lips immediately pressing against mine, and said lecherously, "Alan, I really like you. Your
beauty and sexiness have long since driven me mad."
I tried to break free, but somehow I had no strength at all. Suddenly, I felt my
blood surging, and my body itching. I could clearly feel his hard member pressing against me; without
even looking, I knew it was huge. I said, "Don't do this,
Zhigao ... I'm scared..." while clinging to him tightly.
Seeing me like this, he was overjoyed, and with my full breasts pressed against him, he could no
longer restrain himself. He picked me up, carried me into the bedroom, threw me onto
the bed, and pounced on me.
In less than half a minute, he skillfully stripped me of everything, and
small goosebumps rose on my skin in the slightly chilly air.
His eyes gleamed, and he grabbed my breasts, kneading them incessantly. He lewdly said, "Lan,
your breasts are so white and big, a D cup, right?"
I hummed in response, burying my face in the pillow in embarrassment, my mind a jumbled mess. Zhigao
kissed my entire body relentlessly. I closed my eyes, experiencing a strange sensation,
a feeling of complete surrender within me. My lower body itched, wet and expectant.
Finally, his hand touched my private parts. He ruthlessly spread my legs.
I felt a cool sensation down there, my muscles trembling. Suddenly, one of his fingers entered my
body, and I felt a shiver run through me, my lower body involuntarily clenching.
Zhigao lewdly grinned, "Slutty Lanlan, don't worry, I'll relieve your itch."
I was mortified, the pillow covering my head, so he didn't see my embarrassment.
My hand moved inside for a while; I didn't know how wet I was.
Zhigao chuckled and whispered in my ear, "Do you usually get this wet when you're having sex with your husband
?"
I didn't answer.
He said, "If you don't speak, don't beg for mercy when I'm fucking you!"
Then he said, "Your pubic hair is so black and shiny, besides your husband, who else has fucked you
?"
I shook my head.
"Slutty Lanlan, watch how I fuck you, I'm coming!"
At this point, my lower body was unbearably itchy, hoping he would enter me soon. But I was too embarrassed
to say anything. Just then, I felt a thick, hard penis pressing against the entrance of my vagina, and I couldn't help but
tremble , my lower body constantly leaking fluid.
Zhigao vigorously rubbed my breasts while rubbing his thick, fleshy penis back
and forth .
I was almost at my breaking point, constantly lifting my ass to meet his penis.
"You slut, want my big cock?" Zhigao started swearing.
Normally I would have been furious, but this time I actually found it quite appealing, and I
nodded .
"I want you to say it, ask me to fuck your cunt." Zhigao grinned lewdly.
I couldn't bring myself to say such a thing; my lower body was just clenching and writhing,
feeling like it was about to explode.
"You slut, can't take it anymore? Watch my big cock fuck you!" Zhigao grinned lewdly,
thrusting his penis inside.
I couldn't help but let out a "Ah!" Although my lower body was already wet, I still
felt a slight pain from the way his penis was poking inside me, as if my lower body was already
filled with that hot thing.
His penis was still going in, and I wanted to pull back, but he
held me down , preventing me from moving. Feeling like a lamb to the slaughter, I trembled and pleaded, "Please,
Zhigao, be gentle."
Zhigao snatched the pillow from my head, and I closed my eyes in shame, my mind
a complete mess, letting him do as he pleased.
He held my head down with both hands, his lips reeking of alcohol as he kissed me. He
whispered in my ear, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a slut. Don't you want me
to fuck you? My big cock will definitely make you feel good. Hehe!" He began
thrusting .
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two writhing naked bodies, one white and one dark,
like a scene from an adult video.
With each thrust and pounding, my consciousness began to blur, and
the guilt became even more blurred in my hazy mind. I only felt my lower body convulsing, and that
strange sensation quickly brought me to orgasm. I couldn't help but moan, yet dared not cry out
loud .
Zhigao leered, "You little slut, still shy? Shout out if it feels good."
Suddenly, just as I was climaxing, he pulled his penis out. I cried
out , "Don't pull out, please!"
"Call me husband!"
"Good husband, give me your penis!"
"That's my slutty wife. Hehe!" He started thrusting again.
I don't know how much time passed, they changed positions several times, and finally, in a frenzy of thrusting, he
pulled his penis out and, like the male protagonist in the video, ejaculated on my body and face.
I was already limp and couldn't move, letting him
smear his semen on my breasts and face.
I lay there like that for a long time, guessing my husband would be back soon. I hurriedly cleaned up the scene,
took a shower, and sent him away.
Before leaving, Zhigao reached out and touched my face, leering as he said, "Sexy Lanlan,
I'll come back often to satisfy you."
I said, "Don't do that again, my husband will kill me if he finds out."
Ming came back around 6 PM. I was a little flustered, afraid he'd notice something
, so I made some nice food.
He didn't seem to suspect anything, chatting with me as usual, taking a walk, and then bringing up
sex . I tried to play along.
He sensed it too, saying, "Lanlan, you've finally figured it out?"
I playfully hit him, saying, "Didn't you want to talk about these things? I'm playing along and you're saying these things
again ."
He chuckled, "Understanding is everything, my wife is indeed a good, understanding wife."
That night, we took off our clothes as usual to go to sleep. We usually sleep naked.
He climbed on top of me, reached down to my crotch, and probed inside. He flirted with me,
saying, "Wife, are you horny? Want me to find a few strong men to fuck you together?"
He often flirted with me like this during sex before, so I didn't take it seriously. Today,
because I had an affair with Zhigao, I was afraid he would find out, so I said I felt uncomfortable down there and gave
him oral sex.
He lay on the bed, and I leaned over him and gave him oral sex for over ten minutes, helping him ejaculate
. Then, as usual, he fell asleep while squeezing my breasts. But I wasn't
sleepy at all, constantly thinking about what happened during
the day. I couldn't believe how I had suddenly become so lewd. I couldn't understand it, and slowly I fell asleep, wondering what the future held. Since having the affair with Zhigao, I don't know why, but I always feel guilty towards my husband . I treat him better than before, and I do more housework. I try so hard to forget it, but I can't. Sometimes I sit at home staring blankly outside, and sometimes a man walks by, I have wild fantasies about him, imagining him on top of me and having sex with me, just like Zhigao. Once I snap out of the fantasy, the guilt feels even heavier. I want to avoid Zhigao, but I don't work and have nowhere to go. Wandering around outside is also boring. A few days passed like this . I had just returned home when I heard a knock at the door. As soon as I opened it, a familiar figure slipped in – it was Zhigao. " What do you want, Zhigao?" "Nothing, just came to see you." "Oh. Have a seat." I replied deliberately indifferently. Seeing him, my heart started racing, and I felt a little flustered. I tried to suppress my panic , not wanting him to notice, and poured him a cup of tea. Zhigao didn't drink the tea. Taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, he grabbed me from behind. "Let go of me, Zhigao! We can't go on like this… I can't betray my husband again!" I didn't dare shout, but frantically tried to break free. "Eating your breasts is much better than drinking tea. Come on, you slut." Zhigao grinned lewdly, a scoundrel 's face on his lips. "Stop! I'm going to call for help if you keep this up." My voice was weak and feeble. Perhaps it was my inherent weakness, or perhaps it was my inner turmoil. In situations like this, I really didn't know what to do, and often just closed my eyes and resigned myself to fate. I dared not scream, afraid others would know , and I couldn't break free from his grasp; it was a truly desperate situation. He held my hands and reached inside my bra, pulling it up and squeezing my breasts roughly: "Slutty Lanlan, your breasts have gotten quite a bit bigger, bigger than my Awen's..."

"Your breasts are much fuller now."
Under his caresses, my lower body involuntarily reacted.
Zhigao picked me up and threw me onto the sofa, roughly pulling down my skirt
. I felt a cool sensation on my buttocks; the skirt was already off. Zhigao raised his hand and
slapped , white buttocks twice: "Little slut, so fat, your husband
is so lucky."
I tried to get up, but he held me down firmly. Just like yesterday, he first started by randomly poking my vagina with
his hand .
My head was buried in the sofa, my buttocks sticking up high. When he slapped my buttocks, I
suddenly felt a strange excitement, wishing he would slap me a couple more times.
Lost in these thoughts, his penis squeezed in. My body trembled, waiting for him
to thrust in and out .
Just then, I heard a car outside. At first, I thought it was someone else's, but
when I heard familiar footsteps, I was terrified, my voice trembling: "
Oh no , my husband is back!" "I almost cried.
We separated in a panic, frantically searching for clothes.
But it was too late, and my husband pushed the door open and came in. The moment he walked in, I was stunned;
the air seemed to freeze. Zhigao was awkwardly naked from the waist down, while I had only half-put on a bra.
For several minutes, neither of us spoke. Finally, Zhigao reacted quickly, forcing a smile and saying,
'Ming, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want.'
Ming sat down but still didn't say anything. After another long few minutes, Ming sighed and
said to Zhigao, 'You should go back first; we'll settle our score later.'
Zhigao quickly put on his clothes and slipped away.
Ming looked at me, and I just lowered my head and cried. Suddenly, Ming rushed up, grabbed my
hair , lifted my face, and said fiercely, 'You want to be fucked, don't you? Your pussy's itchy? You can't stand it anymore
.'" He ripped my skirt off halfway down, revealing my buttocks, still bearing the bloody welts from Zhigao's earlier
beatings , and slapped them hard a few more times. Then
he roughly rubbed my labia, plucked my pubic hair, and finally forced four fingers into
my wet vagina from behind.
Amidst the pain, shame, and inexplicable excitement, I cried even harder.
"So you know how to cry? Why didn't you cry when Zhigao was fucking you? Did he enjoy it
? How many times did he fuck you?" "I sobbed, my lower body aching and itchy from Ming's ministrations, my
pale body swaying and writhing from side to side.
Seeing me like this, Ming's lust was instantly aroused. He
pulled , took out his already hard penis from his pants, and thrust it in with a 'plop
. '
I felt a warm sensation in my lower body, the familiar penis
stirring . Normally, I knew this movement all too well, but today was
different. Shame, nervousness, and the itching in my lower body, being fucked by two men within half an hour—
this feeling was truly a completely new experience. I began to moan comfortably.
'You slut, all you know is how to be fucked, any cock will do!' Ming
thrust roughly, uttering vulgarities.
I couldn't take it anymore, quickly reaching orgasm repeatedly, my body convulsing and
collapsing: 'Husband, fuck me to death, I can't take it anymore.'" "At this point, I couldn't care less about my previous
reserve . Like a harlot, I kept thrusting my hips upwards, welcoming Ming's penis.
In a frenzy of thrusting, Ming ejaculated his thick semen deep into my vagina.
Afterwards , I still confessed what had happened.
Ming wasn't so angry this time. He said, 'He slept with my wife, so I'm going to sleep with his wife
in return.'
If he had said he was going to sleep with Shuwen before, I would definitely have been angry. Now that he had caught
me , I couldn't say anything, and I had no face to say what he wanted to do. I was like a
schoolboy who had done something wrong, hanging my head and not saying a word.
The next day was the weekend, and Ming called Zhigao over. He said, 'What about yesterday?'
Zhigao said, 'Brother Ming, I'm sorry about this. I won't explain. I'll do
whatever .'
Ming thought for a moment and said, 'We're all friends. If you do this, I'll go to
the police station to report you, and we won't be friends anymore. But considering we're both Chinese,
and it's not easy being abroad, I won't report you.'
'Thank you, Brother Ming. I promise I won't touch your wife again. '"
"My wife has already been with you twice, it's too easy for you to just let it go like this.
How about this, let me have your wife Shuwen twice too, and then we'll call it a day." Zhigao
seemed to have anticipated this outcome, and he readily agreed, "Okay! I'll go
discuss it with my wife!"
Shuwen usually interacted with us, and in our interactions, I found her quite
easygoing . She wasn't exactly beautiful, but she had a full figure, a big butt, and large breasts—
the type men liked. When we chatted, we'd talk about our
husbands . She was similar to me in personality—not very talkative, slow-paced, and not the strong-willed
type.
I'd met several Taiwanese women before, and I always felt they were family-
oriented, devoted to their husbands and children, and had gentle personalities. I quite enjoyed interacting with her. I also knew
some women from mainland China, but perhaps due to different personalities, I interacted with them less.
When I had sex with Ming... To increase the pleasure of sex, Ming often treated me like
Shuwen , and I knew he had feelings for her.
My life was completely thrown into chaos because of this, and I became distracted. Things were developing
in a direction I couldn't control. Perhaps this was the result Ming wanted; he had
never had the chance, and now it had finally come. Because I had made the mistake first, I had
no say in the matter. Even if I couldn't accept him actually having sex with Shuwen, I could only leave it to fate
. I might never be able to be a quiet housewife again. Confused or
sad ? I didn't know.
Another weekend came, and Zhigao called. He said, "Please come to my
house ."
Ming asked him, "How's it going with the affair with your wife?"
He said, "We'll talk about it when you get here."
We used to visit each other often, but Shuwen hadn't come over once this week,
nor had she called. Since our houses were close by, it was just a walk. When we arrived at Zhigao's house...
At the door, Zhigao was waiting for us alone.
Once inside, Zhigao resumed his usual talkative self, telling us many interesting stories and showing
us some new gadgets he'd set up. Shuwen remained inside, not coming out.
Ming asked him, "How did things go last time? You're not just going to let it go, are you?"
"Shh..." Zhigao whispered, "My wife agreed, but she's just too
shy to say no ."
Hearing this, I felt a mix of emotions, giving Zhigao a resentful look.
"That's good. Let Shuwen come out and talk."
"Okay, I'll go get her." Zhigao got up and went inside. A moment later, Zhigao came
out, holding Shuwen's hand.
Shuwen smiled awkwardly and greeted us, "You're here! How have you been lately?"
Her eyes looked at me strangely, I couldn't tell if it was mockery or jealousy.
I felt incredibly embarrassed, wanting to get up and leave immediately.
Shuwen was wearing a loungewear set today, revealing part of her chest, her breasts faintly visible—
a virtuous woman's attire.
As soon as Ming saw her, he stared intently at her bare breasts. I guessed Ming's lower body
was already erect.
"Everything's fine. Alan and Ming-ge have been getting along really well lately. Come on, everyone, have some tea," Zhigao
quickly smoothed things over.
The four of them sat there idly for a while. Seeing that nothing was happening, Ming pulled Zhigao
aside and quietly asked, "How's it going?"
Zhigao said, "No problem, listen to me."
Zhigao said, "It's the weekend today, let's have a barbecue together. And some drinks
, let's enjoy the weekend."
Everyone agreed.
I said, "I have some meat at home, why don't we bring it all over and barbecue it together
?"
Zhigao said, "No need, I prepared a lot at home, I'm just afraid you won't be able to eat it all."
So, the men and women got busy. The men moved the stove, prepared
charcoal to start the fire, and people cut the meat and made skewers. Soon, the fire was lit.
With the soft music playing from Zhigao's house, the aroma of meat wafted in all directions. This wasn't the first time our two families had a barbecue
together ; Zhigao's barbecue skills are superb. He usually ends
up doing all the grilling while we help out.
I actually really crave his barbecue because Ming and I aren't very good cooks. Back
in China, I barely cooked at all, but I've gradually learned to cook here.
Before Ming just ate whatever was convenient and often ate at Zhigao's house. Zhigao is indeed a hardworking
and efficient man.
The weather on the Pacific West Coast was wonderful; we ate
and drank our fill . As usual, after dinner, we played cards in his living room for a while.
It was nothing more than Dou Dizhu, Shuang Kou, and Gong Zhu, but today was different. I knew
in my heart that Ming had come to sleep with Shuwen.
Although I didn't want to see this scene, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how
this would start. Maybe Shuwen would make a scene and turn against Zhigao? Maybe today would be
the end of our family friendship? I didn't know what they would do, or how things would
escalate beyond repair. But I was powerless and could only watch helplessly as things
unfolded.
Regarding today's card game, Zhigao suddenly suggested, "Let's play strip poker. We'll
play as a couple, one pair at a time. The losing couple has to take off an item of clothing until
they're naked ."
He didn't mention what would happen if they lost after being naked. Ming naturally agreed,
seemingly the same page as Zhigao.
I didn't speak, but Shuwen objected, saying, "How can you men bully
us ?"
I could tell Shuwen's words weren't entirely firm, since the suggestion came from her husband
.
Zhigao said, "It's okay, let's have some fun, it won't hurt you
."
"That won't do. Lanlan and I are on one team, you and Ming are on the other. If you men lose, you take off two
items, and if we lose, we take off one."
"That's not fair!" Zhigao and Ming said in unison.
The strip poker game began amidst Shuwen's complaints. Shuwen and I were on one team, and the men
were on the other .
Luckily, I was wearing a lot of clothes that day, and I had a lot of loose-fitting clothes on. Shuwen was in a bad situation because
she wasn't wearing much at home except for her casual clothes. In less than half an hour, Shuwen had lost
so much
that she had stripped naked from the waist down, leaving only her underwear on top. She took off her lower body first,
feeling embarrassed to play cards topless. I was alright; I still had my underwear and pantyhose on.
Ten minutes later, Shuwen took off her last item of clothing, her bra, because she wanted
to. The men naturally wouldn't allow it.
Shuwen scolded, "You damn Zhigao, you like your wife being seen? Fine, I'll take it off
for you."
Ming chuckled, "A bet's a bet, come on. What if you lose again?"
"I'm not playing anymore. I'm not playing anymore." Shuwen stood up, her lower body exposed before us.
Ming's eyes widened, staring intently at Shuwen's deep red
vulva .
"Wife, don't go, come here, come to me." Zhigao quickly grabbed her,
hugging her tightly, his hand simultaneously reaching down to touch her vulva. "Oh, you're going to die, aren't you ashamed?" Shuwen scolded playfully, struggling slightly
in Zhigao's arms . No one was in the mood for cards anymore. Zhigao gave Ming a knowing look, and Ming, understanding, pulled me into a hug too. I felt like things were really going to happen. If our two couples started having sex , Ming would definitely have sex with Shuwen, and I might be sex with Zhigao again. Was the wife-swapping scenario Ming had always talked about really going to come true? My mind flashed back and forth like a movie, showing videos of wife-swapping scenes and descriptions from novels, and my lower body involuntarily became wet and itchy again. Zhigao had already sat down on the sofa with Shuwen in his arms. Shuwen's white buttocks were facing us , her head buried in Zhigao's chest. My woman's intuition told me that Shuwen had already accepted this outcome, but she just couldn't appear too lewd in front of Ming and me.

Zhigao's hand was still fiddling with Shuwen's vagina, while I could feel Ming's penis was
extremely swollen. He absentmindedly held me, his eyes fixed on Shuwen's snow-white, writhing
buttocks.
A few more minutes passed, and Shuwen began to moan comfortably under Zhigao's ministrations.
At this moment, Zhigao gave Ming a wink, and Ming released me, pulled down his pants, revealing
his dark, hard, about 16-centimeter-long penis, and quietly approached. Zhigao nodded to him
, and Ming lifted Shuwen's buttocks from behind, aimed at Shuwen's already overflowing vulva
, and thrust in with a "plop."
Shuwen cried out "Ah!" and tried to turn around, but Ming held her buttocks firmly, pressing his body
tightly against her back, and began thrusting in and out from behind.
I didn't know what Shuwen was thinking, but I knew she wasn't resisting much, so it seemed that
today's events wouldn't end badly. I felt relieved, and
the anxiety vanished instantly.
I don't know why I feel this way. Watching my husband sleep with another woman, I don't feel jealous
at all . Maybe it's compensation for my affair with Zhigao. I just hope this
will all pass, as if nothing ever happened.
I stood there quietly watching, feeling strange. Ming thrust for a while, and when Zhigao
saw that everything was alright, he gave Ming a wink.
Ming understood and quickly pulled Shuwen away from Zhigao, turned
Shuwen and kissed her on the lips while unhooking her bra.
I knew Shuwen's breasts; she wore a 35E bra, white, soft, and large,
slightly sagging—they felt amazing to touch. I knew Ming had
long coveted Shuwen's breasts. He loved women with large breasts, fair skin, and gentle temperaments, and Shuwen was exactly that kind of
woman . When Zhigao said my breasts were bigger than Shuwen's, he was just complimenting me.
[The End]

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