Sex and love can be separated.

A threesome with one woman. My wife asked me, puzzled, why I had such thoughts. I told her my opinion: love is selfless, but love and sex are separate. Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life, and a woman only have sex with one man? I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we deeply love each other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of pleasure. There's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, while sex is limitless. A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and given me so much. I want to make it up to her. I want my wife to experience pleasure and happiness in the game of sex. My wife still couldn't accept this reality. She sighed, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a strange man. Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between acquaintances. I understand my wife's thoughts; women are more accepting of familiar men. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age, and ginger gets spicier with age. A man she's known for many years might be more helpful in overcoming her psychological barriers to sex. But I'm a rational, or perhaps selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family, as a man, letting my wife be with an acquaintance is incredibly shameful. I patiently explained the seriousness of the situation to my wife: if such a thing happens between acquaintances, it will be awkward when they meet again, and they might not even be able to remain friends. Moreover, playing such a game is different from adultery; the man's wife is often unaware of the game. Once the spouse finds out, it will not only cause conflict in the other family but also severely damage the reputations of all three, bringing immeasurable losses to the family and their careers—the risk is too great. Furthermore, if my wife develops feelings for the acquaintance, the situation will become even more complicated, and the consequences even more unimaginable. My wife thought my analysis made a lot of sense and said it would be best to find strangers from out of town to play, and not locals. I told her not to be so absolute; if she didn't know someone in the city, she could invite them over. My wife said she was afraid of running into acquaintances. I reassured her that the city was so big, with millions of people, it was unlikely to be such a coincidence, and I had my own way of avoiding awkward situations. My method for avoiding encounters with acquaintances was to find them online and contact them through the internet. My wife asked skeptically, "Are there really people like that?" I laughed and said there were plenty of such people online. My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online, so she knows very little about some of the new ways of interacting between men and women reflected online. My specific steps were to first communicate with the online friend to gauge their character; I absolutely wouldn't let a vulgar person approach or hurt my wife. If things went well, I would ask them to send a photo to avoid running into acquaintances, and also let my wife get a feel for their appearance to decide whether to meet in person. If we could meet, we could have a real interaction and exchange, giving both of us the right to choose each other. If there were no problems, we would book a hotel room and move on to the more practical stage. I discussed this with my wife until late at night, asking her if she agreed with my idea. My wife, half-asleep, agreed: "You can handle everything, I'll listen to you." That night, I tossed and turned excitedly, unable to sleep. My wife slept soundly beside me. A question lingered in my mind: was she really agreeing to be with me, given her calm demeanor? On one hand, the thought of my wife about to be with someone else filled me with a sour, bitter feeling. On the other hand, if she really did take that step, I felt I had done right by her, and a sense of relief washed over me… The next evening, my wife visited a friend, and I stayed home, browsing the internet in my city's chat room on Sina. My username was "Couple Online," and immediately five or six people messaged me. During our conversations, I sensed either their poor character or the lack of photos, so I promptly eliminated them. Regarding my search for a partner, most of the netizens asked almost the same two questions: "Are you impotent?" and "Is your wife too demanding?" These people lacked a deep understanding of sex, which was both laughable and pathetic. Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day. He said he understood this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he was quite nice, and he eventually sent me his photo via email. I replied that I would decide after my wife returned. When my wife came home, I immediately showed her the photo of the guy I met online. She laughed, "You actually took it seriously? I was so tired last night, I only agreed because I wanted to sleep..." It was like a bolt from the blue; I was completely stunned! I pulled my wife down to sit and made her look closely at the photo, recommending that the young man was quite handsome. But my wife was more interested in the vase next to the young man in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, saying we should buy one like that sometime... All my efforts last night were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, coaxing her with kind words, afraid she might misunderstand me... However, I was still unwilling to give up on my wife's rejection. After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome, teasing my wife and getting her very excited. At that moment, I lovingly told her that I did this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, I wanted my beloved wife to be happy, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away; this was the best way to play the game. My wife, deeply moved by our passionate encounter, said my idea showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest level. She agreed to let me help her find a stranger online. She said the one in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him. The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number. That evening, my wife had a dinner engagement, so I stayed home and went online. The online friend didn't reply, which disappointed me. I felt that such things needed to be done quickly, as I was afraid my wife might change her mind if I waited too long. I continued browsing Sina chat rooms, where another online friend contacted me. This friend's manner was rather unpleasant, and his sexual intentions were overly obvious. He asked if my wife was pretty and whether she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was very eager to meet immediately, even saying he had his identification with him and would book a hotel room right away if it was feasible. He told me his identity, saying he was a soldier, and gave me his phone number. I figured soldiers, separated from their families, have strong desires in this regard, but I really didn't appreciate his manner of speaking. Perhaps I should use him as a test subject, letting my wife meet him—just a way to give her some experience. I definitely wouldn't play a threesome with him. I immediately called my wife to ask if the dinner was over. She said she was in a friend's car, already on her way home. Learning from the previous day's experience, and fearing my wife might change her mind, I lied and said she should call me when we were almost home, and I'd go for a walk with her. My wife was delighted and said she'd let me know as soon as we got home. We met downstairs, and I opened the car door for her. She asked in surprise, "Didn't we say we'd go for a walk?" I laughed and replied, "Just going for a drive; it's been a long time since we've had one." My wife said she was too full and really wanted to walk to digest. However, she still got in the car, and I drove straight to the agreed-upon location. My wife chattered on and on about the dinner the whole way. That evening, a colleague was celebrating his housewarming, inviting his wife and over 20 colleagues to his home. At the dinner table, the men drank heavily and became quite boisterous. My wife paused here, and knowing her temperament, I sensed something was amiss. I asked if someone had offended her. She nodded and continued, telling me that while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, their department head, Director Liu, drunkenly moved closer to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of touching her fair neck, said with feigned concern, "Your clothes are beautiful, but unfortunately, the collar isn't turned up properly." The man's eyes gleamed with shameless lewdness. My wife had dressed carefully before leaving home, so there was no issue of her being improperly dressed. She knew he was deliberately taking advantage of her, but in front of everyone, she couldn't say anything, though she felt extremely uncomfortable. Director Liu was bald and known for his womanizing ways in their workplace, but he was also cheerful and humorous, often surrounded by a large group of women. I knew him. In the past, I would have been furious if I had known about this. Although I still felt uncomfortable hearing it now, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, and nothing too outrageous, so there was no need to take it too seriously. Besides, my eagerness to get my wife to meet the online friend seemed to lessen my resentment towards Director Liu. So I comforted my wife, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far later, just tell me, and I'll deal with him..." After a few words of reassurance, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet the online friend. She asked what kind of online friend, and I replied that the person was a soldier.As we approached the agreed-upon location, I pulled the car over and said, "Is it just a meeting, okay? I don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for you." My wife realized I was serious and angrily refused, "Huh...you're not serious, are you? I always thought it was just talk. This won't do! I have a husband too. If you want to meet, go see him yourself. I'm not meeting!" The plan fell through. The drive home was silent, and I felt a mix of emotions. My wife's loyalty touched me deeply, but her inability to take that step left me feeling lost. I told her I loved her deeply and asked her not to have any other thoughts. Seeing my gloomy expression, my wife softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not in the mood tonight...give me some time to adjust, okay?" Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade her: a modern woman should be adventurous and ready for challenges. I really wanted to find a man to play with, so I suggested we find one and play a threesome, so she could have more fun. "You're almost 30. Life is short. You should do what your heart truly desires while you're young. Wouldn't it be great to experience different men? I really want you to try other men, really!" My wife said that as long as I'm with her often, that's enough. She doesn't want to play these games, afraid of hurting my feelings. I comforted her, saying, "It's all my choice. Extramarital sex is a supplement to marriage. As long as she doesn't fall in love with someone else and her feelings belong to me, the more vibrant our extramarital sex life is, the stronger our marriage will be." My wife said, "Honey, I know you mean well, but I just can't take that step. It's like asking me to eat fatty meat. I know it won't do any harm to my health, but please don't force me, okay?" I continued to persuade my wife: "This is a secret between us. We're both experienced, so what's wrong with being a little more indulgent in sex as long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family?" My wife still hesitated. She had never been with another man before, and she didn't know what to do if we really did this. Besides, wouldn't it be too promiscuous? I said: "From the perspective of male and female physiological differences, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman can have sex with several men in a row, so she doesn't need to worry about being hurt. Most importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this; it's just about getting more different experiences, isn't that good?" Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again: "If that young man in Beijing contacts me by phone, should we meet him?" My wife was silent for a moment and then replied: "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him. Let's try, but only once... The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?" My wife is always so serious about things. I said: "Why not?" "I'm serious, I've figured it out. Since I've been fantasizing about this for so long, it needs a breakthrough to make it meaningful." The next day, November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the child went to her grandmother's house, and I continued searching for friends in Sina's local chat rooms. I really hoped the netizen in Beijing would contact me, because the opportunity was perfect. The child was taken care of in the afternoon and for dinner, giving my wife and me some free time. However, I had a work engagement at noon, and my wife had to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, so we only had a few hours together in the afternoon. Perhaps my expectations were too high; the conversation with the netizen wasn't very fruitful, and it was almost 11 a.m. with no results. Feeling a bit discouraged, I was about to shut down the computer and go to the kitchen to cook. At that moment, a netizen named "White-Collar 23" greeted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was from another province and had had similar experiences with his wife back home, hoping to join our lives. I told him that my wife and I had watched some erotic content online and were very interested in sex games involving two men and one woman. I love my wife, but I also wanted her to experience some excitement. Morally, my wife is my most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is most private and intimate is a challenge to myself and to morality; people live by constantly facing challenges—that's where the excitement comes from. Life is short, and I want to do what I truly desire while I'm young. Therefore, I'm particularly looking for a man to share my love for my wife, but I can't just find anyone; I'm afraid of encountering a vulgar person who might hurt her. This netizen understood my situation very well, saying he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife completely. During our conversation, I learned that he and his wife had had similar experiences, and he was also from my hometown, which made me feel even closer to him. I repeatedly emphasized that my wife hadn't tried before, and that meeting in person might be futile. I hoped he could work with me to persuade her. He confessed that he was actually 28, only two years younger than my wife, but looked younger, so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent me his photo. Just then, my wife came home from get off work and I showed her his picture. After looking at it, she laughed and said, "This guy looks a bit simple and honest, and he even looks a bit like you." I asked my wife if she was willing to meet him. She said, "Sure, if you say so, let's meet." My wife answered very readily, which made me a little skeptical. I asked why she agreed so quickly. My wife said, "You were angry last night, but I just didn't express it. I don't want you to be unhappy again today..." A feeling of gratitude welled up inside me: my wife is so good. I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet, and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagements. We would contact each other by phone then. The business dinner was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 PM afterward. On the drive back, I called an online friend and asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would make conversation easier and help create a pleasant atmosphere. Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. She seemed a little reluctant on the other end, saying, "I still want to sleep." "I coaxed her repeatedly, 'Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting up first, and you can decide the rest later…' Entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come down after tidying up. The 20-odd minutes I spent waiting for her in the car felt like an eternity. The thought of her meeting her online friend, of… a mix of conflicting emotions—anxiety, excitement, and sadness—swirled within me. It felt like a dream; I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also hoped she would go and face it… Finally, my wife arrived at the car. She was wearing a well-tailored dark trench coat, with a light yellow fitted sweater underneath, exuding a relaxed vibe. It was clear she hadn't dressed up; she had simply combed her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant." My wife later told me that she hadn't really dressed up; she was just dawdling and didn't want to go out. But considering how much effort I'd put in, she didn't want to disappoint me. Unlike usual, this time my wife sat in the back of the car. She refused to sit next to me in the driver's seat, saying she wanted some peace and quiet. When we were almost at Green Lake, my online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with the area. He knew there were teahouses, but couldn't find any with private rooms. He was from another province, so I understood his predicament. I told him we were almost there and I'd call him once we found the place. I took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," where there were private rooms on the second floor. The rooms were charming and elegant, with brightly colored single sandpits shaped like hands—a novel design—and a cozy, tranquil space. My wife loved this playground-like environment; she practically cheered as she leaned heavily into the sofa, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, a blush of joy on her face. The weather was warm, and my wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she got out of the car; her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body, added a spring-like feel to the small room, making me think my wife was very sexy, always possessing a certain charm. I felt truly blessed to have such a wonderful wife. Just as the tea was served, our online friend appeared. We invited him to sit down, and we chatted about everything under the sun. This friend wore glasses, was refined and polite, but slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his personal experiences and family situation, and told us his surname was Huang. My wife later told me that she admired two things about Xiao Huang: first, he was unwilling to settle for a stable and mundane life and dared to change jobs constantly, challenging himself; second, in terms of raising children, he hoped that his children would have a happy childhood, which was the same idea my wife had in the past, although it was impossible to achieve this after the children started school.I excused myself to use the restroom, leaving them alone to talk. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then my wife went to the restroom too. I asked Xiao Huang if he had feelings for my wife. He said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy; of course I'd love to have her. You're so lucky!" He also told me that my wife truly loves me and is rather conservative, lamenting that he didn't know if society was developing too fast or if she was simply out of touch. She said she could feel my love for her, but she was confused about the nature of that love. Having finally met, I still didn't know my wife's true feelings. I discussed with Xiao Huang that he would excuse himself and let me ask my wife what she thought. After Xiao Huang left, I eagerly asked my wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing to talk to him. My wife said she didn't know, but she thought Xiao Huang was quite nice. She said that if it didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt the conversation was very intimate and natural, but once it did, she had an indescribable feeling… She didn't know what would happen if they were really in that kind of environment… I knew her inner struggle and unease: "You're conflicted right now, aren't you?" "Mmm..." She nodded, still looking down. "Your conflict means you still have desires. It's because you want it, but you feel it's wrong, that's why you feel conflicted. Your unease comes from traditional societal norms that believe women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, don't think you're at a disadvantage. Just feel like you're having fun with another man, and enjoy it." My wife was still a little hesitant; after all, we'd never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement had given her resolve, so I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need. Your body is your own. As long as you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? Think it through and do it! It's just for pleasure, so let's try it once, okay?" My wife held my hand tightly, looked at me, gazed at me for a long time, and then nodded, saying, "Okay, if you really want me to try, I'll listen to you, let's try it once..." Now that my wife had agreed, I could put my plan into action. After Xiao Huang returned, I told him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to book a room. He said he didn't have his ID card with him, and I said anxiously, "We need your out-of-town ID card to book a room." He said he would take a taxi back to get it. My wife and I strolled hand-in-hand along the edge of Green Lake. I asked her if she was nervous. She replied that she wasn't nervous, but she felt uneasy, like when her mother used to ask her to meet boyfriends, and she didn't want to, but the adults meant well, and she couldn't refuse… I squeezed her hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make the threesome harmless, you can enjoy it to the fullest. Try to relax and don't worry about what I might think. As long as you enjoy it and aren't being tortured, I won't care who you do it with." We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I called Xiao Huang, and he told us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang to remind him to bring safety equipment. After listening, my wife suddenly blurted out, "I think you're forcing someone into prostitution..." A pang of sadness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and it's none of their business. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, going with someone once or twice won't cost you anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?" My wife didn't say anything more, just followed me upstairs into the room. I checked my watch; it was a little past 5. It was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made the room quite crowded. A sports event was playing on TV. After Xiao Huang poured us tea, he sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what was going to happen, but none of us knew what to do. Every beginning is difficult! So, I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?" We had already discussed it upstairs, letting Xiao Huang or her shower first, and one of us needed to watch our bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers. My wife, dressed neatly, went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room were different from those in other hotels; beneath the thin, pale yellow curtains was only a layer of white gauze, unlike the thick, black underlayers of curtains in other hotels that completely block out light. This was good; if it were pitch black and nothing could be seen, there would be little sensory stimulation. I frankly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous, a unique feeling that was hard to describe… Xiao Huang comforted me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with a lot of trepidation, and that this feeling would gradually disappear afterward. After a moment of silence, I discussed with Xiao Huang: while I showered, he should seize the opportunity, hoping to see his progress when I came out. Although I said this, I was actually afraid that my wife might be hurt… Xiao Huang understood my feelings at that moment, saying he wouldn't hurt my wife, promising to respect her, and asking me not to worry. I also specifically instructed Xiao Huang to make sure he found an opportunity to enter my wife's body first when we were playing later. I did this mainly because I was afraid my wife would change her mind; once I did it, the deed was done. Xiao Huang calmly smiled and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't fuss." I could tell Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area. After a while, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, telling me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly and thought she wanted me to close the curtains, so I casually replied that I had already. This meant my wife was about to come out of the bathroom. My heart pounded as I imagined: if my wife came out fully clothed, should I undress her, or should Xiao Huang undress her? If I undressed her, she might be more psychologically accepting, but if Xiao Huang undressed her, and I watched from the side, that would be more exciting… The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. My wife's face was flushed after her bath, her hair was slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter. To my surprise, my wife wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow bath towel wrapped around her full body, her snow-white arms exposed above her ample, high breasts. The small towel couldn't fully cover her body, and the hem of her bathrobe revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique sexiness and charm… How could my wife be so open at this moment? The only thing covering her body was a bath towel; didn't that mean it would be easy to strip her naked? But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make the bed for me?" Only then did I understand what she meant and quickly did as she said. My guess was right; my wife genuinely wanted to make things convenient for us. Later she told me that she was wearing a tight-fitting bra that day, extending from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since she had already come this far, it would be more convenient for her to go out wrapped in a towel rather than have us go through the trouble of undressing her… I accompanied my wife to the bathroom, then helped her out, and carefully led her to the bed against the wall. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her. Xiao Huang's eyes swept over my wife's body, and from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze wasn't particularly lewd. He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood his composure, a trait born of experience. I sat down beside my wife, tenderly stroking her face. My wife seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking her body to one side, as if avoiding me… Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps, the moment of excitement, the instant I entered the bathroom, Xiao Huang and my wife had already begun. I didn't know if I could be naked and open with another man, nor how to break the awkwardness at the beginning. The thought of my wife embracing, kissing, caressing, and even having sex with another man filled me with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife's; we were speechless for a moment. My consciousness was somewhat blurred… It felt like preparing a special gift for my beloved, wanting her to love and be completely satisfied with it. I wasn't worried that she would fall in love with this crazy thrill; I was only worried that she might get hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If she told me she liked it afterward, I would be overjoyed. If she regretted trying it afterward, I believe I would regret it even more than she did, hating myself for hurting my beloved. Not long after, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a bath towel.I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I kept pressing my ear to the crack in the bathroom door to listen, trying to find out what was happening outside, but I couldn't hear anything except the monotonous sound of the showerhead. After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting next to my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her hair and talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous. My wife later told me that Xiao Huang was very disciplined; before I appeared, he had been sitting on the edge of the bed, saying to my wife with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in; you could move over a little." My wife replied somewhat nervously that it was okay. The two then fell silent. After a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a little cold and asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself with a blanket?" My wife nodded with her eyes closed and said yes. Xiao Huang sat down beside his wife, pulled the blanket over her legs, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay..." Xiao Huang's comforting words warmed his wife's heart. At that moment, I came out of the bathroom. Seeing me, Xiao Huang moved to the other side, perhaps feeling that it should be my turn. I lay down beside my wife, gently embracing her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek. My wife slightly opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Husband..." before closing her eyes again and resting her head against my chest, exuding a captivating feminine aura. Looking at her blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife, I love you..." As I spoke, my cold lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipping under the covers to move over her full breasts, kneading her soft nipples, then trying to pull off the towel covering her soft body. My wife suddenly gripped the towel tightly, her voice trembling, "No... don't untie it..." I understood her shyness at that moment, stopped what I was doing, gently stroked her hair, pressed my tongue against her bright red lips, and slipped it inside her mouth. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining passionately... Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my hands. I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tighter, feeling her breathing gradually become heavier... I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and beckoned to him, gesturing for him to come closer. As I deeply kissed my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, immediately exposing her snow-white breasts to Xiao Huang's eyes. One of her large, brown nipples trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman wafted through the air… Soon, I felt Xiao Huang's breath. He gently leaned down and softly took my wife's nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, his hand moving towards the breast I was kneading… “Oh…”, my wife pulled away from my lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed… With our movements, the covers were completely pulled back, revealing my wife's full, white body, her beautiful curves and exquisite figure, all laid bare. My wife has always had a great figure—a slender waist, full hips, and long legs. But that day, I suddenly realized that compared to when we got married, her figure hadn't changed at all; in fact, it was more mature and alluring. Her breasts were still so high and firm, and even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white and long, and even more rounded and fuller than before. With age, her body had become even more full of the charm of a mature woman. Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breasts, my hand went directly to my wife's thickly haired pubic area. My wife was quite full-figured, and the flesh on either side of her vulva was very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills clustered on either side. I knew my wife didn't like her clitoris touched, so I used my fingers to rotate around her vaginal opening… My wife just kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes trembling, her breathing rapid and quick. At the same time, I noticed that Xiao Huang was already standing by the bed, and my wife's fair, slender hand was holding his large, dark penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick and dark, throbbing slightly, with veins almost visible as they twisted due to erection.My wife later told me that it was Xiao Huang who pulled her hand over. She didn't dare look at what Xiao Huang's penis looked like, but she felt that it was hot, thick, and large... I lowered my head and kissed my wife again, and her breathing became more rapid and faster. Warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vaginal opening, and my fingers were becoming increasingly sticky from her love fluid... At this moment, I felt Xiao Huang's hair touch the back of my hand that was placed on my wife's lower body. I don't know when, but Xiao Huang was already kissing my wife's thighs, kissing from the outside to the inside... No wonder my wife's love fluid was flowing so quickly and so much; this was the result of two men kissing and caressing each other. I gazed closely at my wife, who was aroused by lust. The passion aroused by sexual desire made her cheeks flush slightly, her beautiful eyes were half-closed and half-open, her gaze hazy, and her eyes and brows were full of tenderness and affection. She twisted her voluptuous body, and her entire body's curves were fully revealed... I withdrew my hand from my wife's vaginal opening and continued to knead my wife's full breasts... He pulled away from his wife's lips and looked up to watch Xiao Huang's movements. He gently parted his wife's long, slender legs, pressed his face against her pubic hair, and his lips clamped onto her clitoris… “Oh…,” his wife tilted her head back, her tightly closed face becoming even more alluring. She involuntarily opened her sensual lips and let out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily rose, and with the continuous force of Xiao Huang's lips and tongue on her vulva, her legs swayed up and down… Xiao Huang was very diligent; he tilted his head and lifted his wife's buttocks, burying half his face in her pubic hair, licking her for a long time. Amidst the squeaking licking, sucking, tapping, and thrusting, his wife seemed extremely uncomfortable, but her moans grew even more ecstatic. I knew that once my wife was fully aroused, a little bit of her labia, like the hem of a scallop's skirt, would peek out from her vulva. Curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of love fluid secreted after arousal, it clung to her vulva and the exposed hem, like the petals of a bud smeared with honey. "How is it?" I whispered in my wife's ear. "Ah...husband...his tongue is inside...I can't take it...I'm so itchy...it's so uncomfortable...I'd rather be...than suffer like this...you two...let's see who goes first, stop teasing me!" I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer. Don't you like this kind of foreplay?" My wife nodded too: "Then...I...I...I'm going to embarrass you...I'm sorry...he's really amazing...ah...I'm so wet...?" With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her cries rising and falling, the blanket completely falling to the floor. I felt it was about time, so I turned to look at Xiao Huang, who was also looking at me with a questioning look in his eyes. I understood he was asking if we could begin, so I nodded. Xiao Huang left my wife's body to put on a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs… At this moment, my wife clearly knew what was about to happen; her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous. Now that the moment had come, I was afraid she would change her mind at this crucial juncture, so I leaned over her, pressing down on her arms, holding her firmly so she couldn't move an inch. At this moment, my wife seemed to understand my nervousness; she opened her eyes and nodded gently at me, as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she willingly opened her previously closed legs, allowing her vagina, which had once belonged only to me, to be completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully opened before this strange man. I watched helplessly as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, knelt between my wife's fair legs, and looked down at her vulva. One hand guided his penis, while the other parted her vulva from the left, first circling the head of his penis against her labia a few times, then using it to spread her vaginal opening. As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it to her chest. Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands and lunged at my wife. "Oh…," with Xiao Huang's forward lean and the thrust of his large penis, my wife's breasts bounced, she cried out in a passionate, confused voice, her buttocks and waist arching upward in response, her beautiful face turning to one side, gripping the side of the pillow tightly, letting out a soft "Ouch!"... I could feel her heart pounding fiercely. When I saw her brow furrow and then relax, and the corners of her mouth twitch slightly, I knew that although I couldn't see that unforgettable moment for her husband, her expression clearly told me: the flesh that had once only covered part of my body had now accepted another man's swollen member. Xiao Huang, naked, pressed down on my wife's full body, our heads touching above each other's faces. Because our lower bodies were already connected, Xiao Huang's hands, supporting his body, were awkwardly positioned. I got up and moved to the other side of the bed, making room for Xiao Huang. On this side of the bed, close to the wall, the aisle was narrow, making it difficult to observe them. So I turned and went to the other side of the bed, squatting beside it, gently stroking the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements. At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was completely inserted into the flesh between my wife's alluring labia. The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the curtains, illuminating a naked couple: the man's elbows supported his body, his head pressed intimately against the woman's delicate face. The woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes closed, and her slightly parted lips emitted passionate moans. Her two long, slender, white legs were slightly raised, her snow-white flesh swaying with the man's hip movements. Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to thrust repeatedly into his wife's lower body. He didn't thrust in and out forcefully, but rather kept most of his thick, hard penis inside her vagina, then vigorously twisted his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and pounding motion inside her… At this moment, my wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful thrust, she let out a series of intoxicating "Oh... Ah..." moans, her full buttocks involuntarily swaying in rhythm with the man on top of her. Xiao Huang was clearly focusing all his attention on the friction between his glans and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Each thrust was accompanied by a soft moan, as if he were intensely enjoying the pleasure. I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved, with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must be pressing deep inside her, powerfully rubbing and thrusting, carefully feeling the tightness, contractions, and lubrication within. I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I had seen another man's penis inside my wife's vagina, and hearing her passionate moans, I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. This woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opening her body to him. She was willing to envelop his body with her own, to accommodate his deep penetration within her, to guide him to ejaculation and enjoy pleasure, and to let him unleash ecstasy, trembling, and spasms from within her, to savor her beauty. The most intimate and tender parts of their bodies intertwined and rubbed together, and her fluids were soaking both of them… I couldn't resist placing my hand between my penis and my wife's vagina and anus, gently pinching her perineum. "Oh…oh…," my wife's moans grew stronger, "plop…plop…plop…" soft sounds emanating from their genitals. An astonishing amount of fluid flowed down her thighs, already soaking the sheets… In fact, over the years I had tried every kind of sex with my wife, knowing every part of her body inside and out as if it were part of my own. But at this moment, I couldn't resist the powerful, awe-inspiring sensation of each clear thrust into my wife's body. A surge of indescribable excitement welled up inside me. Such a wonderful wife, such beautiful vulva—the place I adored most when we first married was now being enjoyed by this stranger. Watching my beloved wife's familiar vulva being penetrated by this unfamiliar penis, my blood boiled, and my lower body throbbed with intense arousal. Especially the sounds of her delicate breaths mingled with the man's rough voice made it impossible for me to control my intense feelings. This sensation seeped into my body, making me feel lost. I moved to the head of the bed, reaching under Xiao Huang's body to roughly knead my wife's breasts, pinching her nipples tightly… At this moment, Xiao Huang asked my wife tenderly, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"For the first time experiencing a man other than her husband, the wife, enjoying the pleasure, nodded frankly. Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to his wife, "Sister-in-law, if it feels good, will you hold me?" He then kissed her slightly parted lips, which were still groaning. At first, the wife kept her teeth tightly closed to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but as Xiao Huang's lower body moved, she couldn't control herself. She opened her mouth in a daze, actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue. Their tongues intertwined wildly, and she involuntarily hugged Xiao Huang's naked body tightly… I clearly saw the expressions of pleasure and confusion on their faces from the friction of their genitals. Under the increasing pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, finally opening them wide and wrapping them around his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she spread them apart again and wrapped them around him, her buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with Xiao Huang's thrusts. I could clearly see that between my wife's raised, swaying legs, in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was completely inside her body. My wife's tender, red vaginal opening was turning in and out with the man's thrusting, and a milky-white, glistening fluid was flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks… Suddenly, Xiao Huang left my wife's body and stepped off the bed. His penis, still in his condom, was erect, the slick, glistening thing completely wet from base to tip. He turned to me and said, "Brother, come on up." He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest. I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately climbed onto the bed, facing my limp and powerless wife, kneeling beneath her and supporting her thighs with my hands. Her wet, sticky vaginal opening was immediately exposed before my eyes. I straddled my wife, supporting my erect penis, and thrust forward forcefully towards her overflowing vagina. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet; my penis practically slid in. As soon as I entered, I heard a soft moan from her throat, followed by a cry of "Ah..." as my penis completely filled her. Once inside, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry was today. The softness, warmth, enveloping sensation, friction, and lubrication were all perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina, after what Xiao Huang had done, was a little looser, but still soft, warm, wet, and lubricated—it felt wonderful inside. Normally, when we make love, it doesn't feel special, but now it felt incredibly alluring. I could feel her vaginal opening sucking and licking, gripping my penis tightly, sending waves of indescribable pleasure through me. This was my wife's secret place, still experiencing orgasm after being penetrated by another man! I could clearly feel her soft, tender body gradually deepening, feeling the spasms within her as she sucked on my penis. My glans, about 15 centimeters deep inside her, felt her burning desire. I stopped there, feeling my penis enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable pleasure, as if the whole world had ceased to exist, only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that one place was real. Inevitably, I began to move my hips, thrusting back and forth. Due to her abundant secretions, my penis slid smoothly through her passage. Her vagina was filled with her fluids; compared to her usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, her vagina was now overflowing with juices, incredibly elastic, as if making room for me to unleash my full potential. She kept her eyes closed, letting me enter and exit. Watching the engorged, veiny penis thrust in and out of her overflowing vagina, from its deep red color to being covered in semen, then becoming a layer of pale white foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed to my head, giving me a light, floating sensation. My mind, like a sponge, absorbed the pleasure delivered by the penis, my soul already soaring into space. I continued thrusting forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable sense of relaxation. Her juices were unusually abundant, the coming together of her genitals producing soft, squelching sounds. My penis was glistening with her love juices, and with each thrust, it pulled out her tender flesh and then forcefully pushed it back in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body rippling with waves of flesh, her moans growing louder and deeper, her vagina sucking at my glans with each contraction and relaxation… Suddenly, I felt her vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs clamping me firmly, her body almost frozen, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid gushing out. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal, and now she needed the most vigorous thrusting! So, while kissing my wife's breasts, I adjusted my position, steadied her legs, and unleashed a storm of thrusts. "Oh… ah… ah…" my wife cried out again, her long, smooth black hair obscuring her beautiful face… I increased my speed, and after a burst of passionate thrusting, a feeling of impending ejaculation surged through my glans. I immediately stopped, leaving my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina. During a brief pause in my movements, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest and took her hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it forcefully… “Mmm…mmm…it hurts…be gentle…” I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me tighter and tighter… Unable to withstand Xiao Huang's passionate sucking, my wife, with her eyes tightly closed, wore an expression of pleasure mixed with pain, her cherry lips slightly parted as she softly pleaded. Seeing my wife's coquettish state as she was played with by two men, I thrust into her again with a fierce pounding. My wife's full breasts swayed violently back and forth with my intense assault… My wife later told me about her new experience: the large swaying of her breasts during penetration felt like someone was caressing her, making her even more stimulated and aroused. With each intensified thrust, the sensation of ejaculation from my glans became increasingly unbearable. Looking down, we were both completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and there were even some sticky little bubbles at the opening of her vagina. I stepped back, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and caressed her face. I nudged Xiao Huang, signaling him to come over. Amidst my wife's gentle moans, Xiao Huang brought his mouth to her ear, licking and whispering something. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Suddenly, Xiao Huang's lips touched hers. She tilted her head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also accepting… Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face, completely absorbed in a passionate kiss. She moaned, "Mmm… Oh…" her sensual lips twisting slightly under Xiao Huang's ministrations, her fair arms tightly embracing his body, her firm breasts pressed against his chest… My wife later told me that seeing her initiate such intimacy with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to my head, and I became even harder and more aroused… "Okay, let's share your body." Then, willingly, I lifted my wife's legs and invited Xiao Huang to ravage her as he pleased. The three of us, in a frenzy of lust, reached the pinnacle of our desire. Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, pressing his body against his wife's snow-white body. Between her parted legs, he reached down and rubbed his glans against her vulva, then, steadying his penis, thrust downwards. His large penis, wet with her fluids, slid easily into her incredibly lubricated vagina. "Oh…" With a cry from his wife, Xiao Huang entered her again. His movements were the same as before, small but powerful. His wife's hair swayed with each thrust. They embraced tightly, their intercourse gradually reaching a fever pitch of ecstasy. His wife's vaginal fluids soaked both of their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed. I moved to their lower bodies, placing my fingers between Xiao Huang's legs and caressing his wife's vulva. Then I withdrew a little, admiring this exciting and arousing scene of intercourse. Xiao Huang used one knee to forcefully spread his wife's leg apart, his taut, prominent leg muscles pressed tightly against the smooth, delicate outer thigh of his wife. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman could even be seen in the strength and grace of these two legs. His wife's legs were spread to their maximum extent, her vaginal opening almost directly welcoming his rapid and forceful insertion. The skin at the edge of her vagina was taut and slightly bluish-transparent due to the wide spread of her legs. At this moment, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to the deepest point every time, without any obstruction. However, when he withdrew halfway, he would return and forcefully thrust back to the bottom of her vaginal canal. Each time his penis passed through his wife, it caused her to contract or rather, shudder. "There's a labia majora inside my sister-in-law's vagina opening and closing, is her cervix opening..." Xiao Huang paused for a moment before reporting to me.His wife groaned, "It's you...you've opened my flower core..." "Sister-in-law, you're squeezing me so tight, I've already reached the end. Your vagina is gripping me tightly now. Oh, it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter. Round and round." He said, thrusting deeply again, pressing himself tightly against his wife, and then stopped. "Mmm...it's so embarrassing...no...don't say it..." His wife's voice was trembling with sobs, but upon closer listening, it wasn't discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss, as if she were reaching the pinnacle of life and about to soar. At this moment, Xiao Huang's legs were straight, accompanied by slight trembling, presumably from enjoying the series of contractions caused by his wife's vaginal spasms during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation caused by his wife's vaginal spasms, he trembled along with her. "Ah...oh..." My wife cried out even louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body writhing, her beautiful face radiating the intoxicating glow of sexual pleasure... Time passed second by second, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still holding my wife's buttocks and thrusting hard from behind. He used just the right amount of force in his thrusts, each time he penetrated deep into my wife's vagina, he would pause heavily, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, so that my wife could feel his penis, which had swelled to its maximum size, even more intensely inside her vagina. My wife was kneeling on the headboard, her legs weak, sweat soaking her beautiful hair. If it weren't for my support below, she wouldn't have been able to stand up at all. *Plop...plop...plop...* Soft sounds emanated from their lower bodies. The wife's astonishing moisture flowed down her thighs, overflowing onto the sheets beneath her. Finally, she had to let me switch sides so they could resume their activities. Xiao Huang's thrusting movements became increasingly vigorous, penetrating deep into the wife's body, almost suffocating her. Several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped out of her vagina. Xiao Huang simply lifted his hips slightly, skillfully pushing his penis back in. The wife's cries were now devoid of meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh... um... um... um... um..." These sounds allowed me to feel Xiao Huang's throbbing sensation emanating from the wife's body. "Darling, are you still able to go on?" "I asked. My wife seemed completely immersed in passion, her face showing an expression of ecstasy during sex. Beads of sweat kept seeping from her body, condensing on her nose and sticking to her temples. She leaned against my chest, looking at me blankly, nodded, and forced a smile: "It's okay... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave, I... I'm going to come again!" Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, making their bodies slap against each other with a "thump! thump!" sound. My wife could no longer move, impulsively hugging Xiao Huang tightly, her teeth clenched tightly but trembling, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten. I heard her shout again: "I'm... I'm... I'm coming again!" Then she clung to the man on top of her, trembling uncontrollably. The moment his wife embraced Xiao Huang, in an instant, with one of Xiao Huang's most violent thrusts, his wife let out a hoarse cry. Xiao Huang abruptly stopped thrusting, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against his wife's buttocks, holding her motionless. I couldn't see the expression on his face—whether it was excitement or pleasure—only the intermittent relaxation and tension of his buttock muscles, his body trembling slightly, and the base of his penis still protruding from her vagina, the pulsation of the protruding urethra barely visible. I knew—he was ejaculating inside my wife's warm vagina! In the throes of orgasm, my wife uncontrollably twisted her body, her eyes wide, watching Xiao Huang tremble. Clearly, she knew the penis inside her was ejaculating. Then, their bodies pressed tightly together. They both began to spasm and convulse simultaneously. My wife's body, which I was once familiar with, now felt strange to me; I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held in my heart with such a voluptuous body and surging lust. A moment later, Xiao Huang went limp, collapsing onto his wife, his buttocks still twitching with the lingering tremor of ejaculation, like a brilliant shooting star leaving a faint trail of light after its flight across the night sky. His wife turned and hugged his broad back tightly, her small, white hands on his dark, languid back like two blooming calla lilies after Xiao Huang's release. He slightly raised himself, as if announcing his impending departure from her body. His wife swayed slightly, letting out a reluctant groan, her legs still tightly pressed together, and she held him even tighter. Women often feel a strange longing for the departure of the man who has penetrated their bodies, whether it's a husband they've been intimate with for years or a stranger they've only known for a little over an hour. His wife clearly didn't dare express this feeling, but I'd rather believe it was an emotion born from the complete satisfaction of her body. After leaving his penis inside her for a short while, Xiao Huang lifted the other leg that was pressing against his wife's body. He tried to separate her legs with his hands, but despite his wife's efforts, her legs wouldn't budge, making it difficult for Xiao Huang to pull his penis, still attached to the sheath, out of her body. At this moment, Xiao Huang, like a considerate husband, stopped forcing it apart. He continued to kiss his wife, his face pressed against hers, while his hand slipped between their bodies, his fingers gripping the sheath's loop, and he slowly pulled back. A large patch of his wife's disheveled long hair covered Xiao Huang's face. Several times she tried to kneel down, but Xiao Huang used one arm to support her body, making her kneel again. "Slap!" "The tender red lips parted, and Xiao Huang's body slowly withdrew from his wife's body. The organ that had just been so powerful, so hot and arousing, bringing his wife such intense pleasure, gradually slid out of her still-warm cavity as its owner's body left, leaving behind a few thin strands of fluid. Both of them looked at each other with satisfied expressions and loving eyes. Xiao Huang completely withdrew his penis from his wife's body, his penis still semi-erect. He stood up, holding the base of the condom with his hand, and carefully walked towards the bathroom. I saw that the tip of the condom, covering Xiao Huang's now shrunken and limp penis, was covered with milky white semen..." After he withdrew, I looked at my wife, her face flushed and delicate, having just been with another man, and an inexplicable urge surged within me. I pulled her body to the edge of the bed, made her lie face down, and pounced on her fiercely, thrusting my erect penis deep into her wet, hairy cave. I began another frenzied ravaging of her… At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather vengefully and ruthlessly trampling on my wife, as if trying to reclaim what I had lost… I continued to thrust repeatedly. My wife cried out incessantly, her cries growing louder with each thrust. Encouraged by her moans, I thrust even harder. My wife's cries began to tremble, and her vaginal fluids increased, making a "plop, plop" sound as my penis entered and exited. Suddenly, my wife kissed me, and I returned the kiss passionately. At that moment, something strange happened. I felt my vagina, which was tightly wrapped around me, begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it turned into a wave-like rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls. My penis was enveloped by the tight, hot flesh of her vagina, and I felt an indescribable pleasure. My initial surprise turned to excitement, and then to an unprecedented enjoyment. My wife and I didn't need to move; simply holding each other tightly, the twitching sensation from her magical private parts drove her into a frenzy, sending her into multiple orgasms, while also making my blood surge. I couldn't help but recall what Xiao Huang had said during my wife's orgasm. He had said that her innermost part seemed to be wide open, and when he penetrated to the tip, it felt like a pair of fleshy lips opening and closing, with tight, clenched rings inside—it felt so good. We hugged tighter and tighter, our swollen vaginas gripping my burning penis, merging into one, their contours perfectly matching our kisses. I felt her vagina burning hot, and the head of my penis, churning within its fiery depths, sent shivers of tickling sensation through me. I closed my eyes, focusing intently on the intense pleasure of this frenzied intercourse, thrusting upwards with all my might, trying to penetrate deeper into her core. I truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless joy and pleasure… Although I couldn't help but feel a pang of envy for the stranger who had experienced this wonder from this body before me, I understood: it was precisely because of this stranger's presence that we had both discovered such amazing wonders within my wife's body. Suddenly, a long, sharp cry escaped her throat, "Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…" Her limbs clung tightly to my body like an octopus, and her vulva, like a fish's mouth, throbbed and sucked at my penis. I felt an invisible hand gripping my penis tightly; I knew she had reached the pinnacle of pleasure.I couldn't hold back any longer! So, with all my might, I thrust in and out more than ten times. A pleasurable shudder ran through me, my blood rushed to my brain, I shivered, and a warm sensation rose in my lower abdomen, rushing down to my genitals. This heat gushed out from that opening, and finally, a gush of hot semen erupted, shooting into her depths in spurts. I felt my penis convulsing, the glans burning like a volcano, its tip spewing molten lava. With each thrust, it shot out a stream, seven streams, eight streams, or even more, unrestrainedly ejaculating inside my wife's body. At this moment, my wife trembled all over, the sheets pulled up to her chest, her calves shaking, her vulva spasming, eagerly absorbing the semen I had ejaculated inside her. My thick, hard penis throbbed deeply inside her tight vagina ten or so times before finally settling down. She tensed, moaning ecstatically, clinging tightly to me, savoring the peak pleasure of my penis ejaculating at her cervix. We finally reached the ecstasy of intercourse together, trembling slightly as we experienced one orgasm after another. When we finally calmed down, I groaned, and she let out a long breath. We relaxed, exhausted, the unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented fatigue. I lay on top of her, smoothing her disheveled hair, my body pressed against her full, soft form. She lay beneath me, her body supple and boneless. My penis, still firmly inside her after the intense thrusting, was held tightly between her legs, the glans still itchy, sending a faint, warm, and wet sensation of pleasure through me. My wife had truly lost her virginity. Her fair, full body, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature woman, was offered without reservation to a stranger right before my eyes. A strange man, with his own free will and methods, wantonly unleashed his sexual desire on this beautiful, delicate body. These glistening thighs, supple waist, full breasts, beautiful vulva, shy breaths, and melodious moans, which originally belonged only to me, had become a shared object in the past hour! But at the same time, I felt a kind of pleasure, a pleasure from the bottom of my heart. It could even be said that this was the most exciting and enjoyable experience I had ever had since I began having sex. Only I know the reason for this; I know I've become intoxicated by this feeling. My wife finally opened her eyes and asked me tenderly, "Honey, are you tired? Lie on me and rest." Throughout the entire threesome, my wife had kept her eyes closed in shyness; only now did she open them. I shook my head, tidied my wife's disheveled hair, and gently caressed her breasts. My wife blinked at me, then suddenly seemed to remembe

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