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My Wife's First Time with Her Favorite Single Man 2
Published: 2021-02-19 Author: Silent69 Popularity: 18239
These past few days I've had some free time, so I decided to write the sequel and present it here. It's not very well written, so please bear with me.
After that first time we made love, my wife and I often talked about Jerry. I noticed that whenever Jerry was mentioned, my wife would get very excited and very wet. It seems women also have sexual fantasies. Sometimes it would last so long that the blanket would be soaked. Later, we had to use a large towel as a mat during sex.
Actually, I was conflicted. When I was with my wife, I wished I could find three or five strong men to have sex with her, but at other times I felt it was perverted. After all, she's my wife, not a mistress or a prostitute. Until about eight months later, near New Year's Day, my wife was at home chatting one day and learned that Jerry's company might be moving to Yiwu and would no longer source goods from Xinjiang. I sensed a hint of disappointment in my wife's tone and expression (during this time, she said Jerry had stopped making excessive demands and sometimes brought small gifts, like Russian nesting dolls or traditional clothing; sometimes she accepted them, sometimes not). This is normal, really; if someone cares about you and is handsome (according to my wife), who wouldn't be tempted?
I hesitated for a moment and asked my wife, "Would you be willing to sleep with Jerry?" After saying this, I regretted it a little. "Honey, sometimes I think about it, especially during sex, but I love you very much. I'm just thinking about him, fantasizing about him." "If you're willing in reality, of course I love you too. Since I love you, I can let you try once, but you can't be emotionally unfaithful." "Honey, are you testing my loyalty? I only love you, and I only want you to sleep with me." Seeing that my wife's expression didn't seem to be lying, I firmly decided to let my wife sleep with Jerry once.
"Honey, when we watch porn, those big dicks from Europe and America don't really excite you. They're so wet. Maybe Jerry's is even bigger, wouldn't that be amazing?" "Ugh, their pussy is so small, sometimes it hurts even without foreplay. If Jerry's is really that big, won't it tear my pussy apart?" (Here's a description of my wife's vagina: the opening is tight, with folds of flesh in the middle, and the tip feels like it has cartilage.) My penis is 15 centimeters long and about 3.5 centimeters in diameter, not too big, not too small. "Honey, your pussy recovers quickly after each time, no problem." "Honey, are you really okay with letting me try it?" "Honey, life is short, youth only lasts a decade or so. When you're old and faded, no one will want to try it anymore." "Honey, you're so good to me..."
No sooner said than done, and striking while the iron was hot, Jerry happened to be in Urumqi at the time. Next came the tense arrangements. The initial plan was to go to a hotel, but I was worried about hidden cameras and the photos getting online. So, I came up with a daring plan: I'd invite Jerry to our apartment, and I'd hide in the closet—one of those old-fashioned ones with a mirror. I had my wife call Jerry. Hearing her call, Jerry sounded excited like a child and said he'd be there right away. I immediately hid my shoes in the closet (my wife had told Jerry I was at work). To be safe, I used a screwdriver to make a hole and used chopsticks to bolt the door from the inside. I scraped off a coin-sized piece of the silver coating from the back of the mirror with a knife, covered it with a towel, and lifted the towel to see everything on the bed. After doing all this, I sat on the bed, holding my wife's hand. I could feel her small hand trembling slightly, and my heart was pounding. My mouth was dry, so I ran to the kitchen and gulped down a bowl of cold water to calm my racing heart. My wife noticed my mood and gently said, "Honey, how about we just sit down and do nothing else?" "Honey, since we've decided, let's do it. As long as you're happy, I won't regret it." "Honey, you're so good to me, I'll love you forever." To ease the awkward and tense atmosphere, I deliberately teased my wife, "Honey, soon your **** will be filled with ***, aren't you excited...?" "You're so annoying, I won't tell you, hehe." I pushed my wife down on the bed, wanting to pull down her pants to check. My wife giggled, covering her chest with one hand and tightly gripping her pants with the other, "You won't let me check? Then I'll have sex with him first, and then I'll have sex with Jerry later." "Haha... no way, let him go first, then you can have sex, hehe..." Just as we were playfully fighting, my wife's phone rang. It turned out that Jerry had arrived outside the apartment. I told my wife to go pick him up, and repeatedly told her to make sure Jerry wore a condom, firstly for safety, secondly in case he ejaculated inside and she got pregnant, and thirdly, for a selfish reason, since he was using a condom, he wouldn't be directly touching my vagina (such an Ah Q mentality!). I comforted myself, haha! I quickly made the bed and went into the closet. Just as I found a comfortable position to lie down, I heard the sound of keys unlocking
the door. My wife entered first, followed by a nearly 1.9-meter-tall blond foreigner. He had a thin, very fair face, and at first glance, he looked a bit like Vitas, though not as handsome. He was my wife's type. He was carrying a gift box, but I couldn't see what was inside. Because he was wearing a down jacket, I couldn't see his build either. My wife, her face flushed, went into the bedroom and peeked into the closet. Of course, she knew I was in there. Jerry followed, taking off his shoes and entering the bedroom (the room had underfloor heating, around 22-23 degrees Celsius). He wanted to wear my slippers, but he has big feet. I wear a size 42, and he probably wore a size 44 or 45. The slippers were too big, so he only wore half of them, with his heels sticking out, which looked quite comical and made my wife laugh. My wife was sitting listlessly on the bed when Jerry walked up to her and said in Mandarin, "Sweetheart, you're so beautiful." My wife said coquettishly, "What's so beautiful about me? You're just saying nice things." "Really, I thought you were beautiful the first time I saw you. I've been thinking about you every day since I got back to Russia." "Isn't your wife beautiful?" "Of course she's beautiful. She's the most beautiful woman in Russia, and you're the most beautiful woman in China." Damn, this guy really knows how to sweet-talk women, I cursed inwardly. Maybe the room was too hot, so Jerry took off his coat and put it on the chair next to him. He turned around and hugged my wife. Imagine how petite and delicate it looked, a 1.9-meter-tall foreigner hugging a 1.6-meter-tall wife.
Jerry gently turned his wife's face, lowered his head, and kissed her softly. With his other hand, he embraced her from behind, gently stroking her thigh. His wife clutched the hem of her shirt, her eyes closed, tilting her head back to receive Jerry's passionate kiss. Her breathing gradually increased, and Jerry's tongue slowly moved towards her pearly white teeth. His wife, no longer clenching her teeth, gently opened her mouth, her tongue lightly meeting his. The kiss was accompanied by soft, smacking sounds. I felt incredibly hot in the closet. Luckily, I was only wearing a sweatshirt at home. My penis was swollen and uncomfortable, so I gently pulled down my sweatpants, stroking it with my hand. I dared not masturbate, afraid that if I ejaculated, the rest of the show would be greatly diminished.
After about two minutes of kissing, Jerry gently unbuttoned his wife's jacket (which she had temporarily worn when picking him up), revealing her thin white T-shirt underneath. Since she was resting at home today, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were particularly noticeable. Jerry scooped his wife up and sat her on his lap, one hand caressing her thigh, the other on her breast, presumably kneading her nipples (she was facing away from me and couldn't see). His wife wrapped her arms around his neck, embracing him passionately in a kiss…
After a short while, Jerry gently lifted his wife's T-shirt. His wife said, "You take yours off first." As if receiving an order, Jerry quickly stripped himself naked. Holy crap, his penis was already erect, about 18 centimeters long, but thicker than mine, a full 5 centimeters in diameter, as thick as a baby's arm, slightly thinner than a small bottle of beer. The glans wasn't large (my wife says she likes big glans during sex), but it was still bigger than mine. His penis hung there like a bunch of grapes, his pubic hair a golden yellow that extended down to his lower abdomen. His wife sat on the bed, her eyes gleaming as she stared at Jerry's penis, swallowing hard, her face turning even redder, her legs tightly pressed together. I knew she was aroused; her vagina was probably already overflowing with desire, a veritable swamp. A voice in my head was shouting, "Fuck her, fuck her hard, shoot inside her cunt, let your semen flow out of her honey pot."
Jerry turned around and laid his wife down on the bed. He straddled her, leaned down, and lifted her T-shirt to eat her nipples, which I had already licked until they were red and swollen. He then pulled her hand and started masturbating her. Because Jerry's penis was so big, his wife's small hand couldn't hold it all, but she still worked hard to stroke it up and down. I watched his penis, with its foreskin covering his glans, moving up and down. I was also masturbating my swollen and uncomfortable penis in the closet. At this moment, I heard my wife say, "Jerry, I want it." "My sweetheart, I'll make you feel good today." Jerry took off his wife's T-shirt, pajama bottoms, and underwear. His wife cooperated very well. Jerry knelt on the bed, pulled his wife to the side, spread her legs, and buried his head in her wet, glistening vulva, licking it clean. He licked every last drop from around her vulva, thighs, and buttocks, then thrust his tongue inside, moving it up and down and side to side. His wife held Jerry's head in her arms, pulling him closer. "Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore, you're so good at licking!" "Honey, hurry, push it in a little deeper, it feels so good...so good..." "Oh...oh my god...tongue up...into...oh----" His wife's buttocks stopped moving and remained stiff on the bed. I knew she had orgasmed!
Jerry was definitely a seasoned player; he knew his wife had climaxed. He straightened up, straddled her, and put his penis in her mouth. His wife opened her small mouth as wide as she could to take the head in. Jerry gently moved his penis in and out, letting her give him oral sex. After a while, perhaps wanting to deep-throat, his wife started to gag. Jerry then pulled out his penis. Good heavens, the saliva-covered penis had grown even thicker! How could his wife's small vagina accommodate such a massive thing? I couldn't help but worry for her. Jerry adjusted his wife's position, adopting the traditional missionary position. The wardrobe was at the foot of the bed, and from my angle, I could perfectly see the penetration.
Jerry spread his wife's legs apart, using his penis to separate her already purplish-red vulva (his wife had two boyfriends before him, both of whom had slept with her), and gently pushed it inside. Since his wife had already had one orgasm, there wasn't much vaginal fluid. Jerry put some saliva on his glans, then moistened her vulva with his tongue, and mounted her again. Watching his thick penis slowly enter his wife's vagina, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated.
Jerry's penis had only gone halfway in when I saw my wife's white, glistening juices overflowing from it. Her two beautiful labia flipped open and closed with each thrust. Jerry increased his thrusting speed. "Fuck me, fuck me harder, I love you, Jerry, my good husband, put your whole dick in, it feels so good!" "Feels good, darling, sweetheart..." "It feels good, your dick is so big, I feel like every part of my vagina is filled, ah... ah..." The sounds of slapping, slapping, slapping, and squelching as the penis entered and released the vaginal fluid grew louder and faster. "Oh..." Jerry sighed deeply. I looked closely and saw that his entire penis was inserted to the hilt into my wife's vagina. "Oh my god, you've hit my cervix!" Damn it, so that cartilaginous thing I always hit was my cervix. Today, this damn foreigner opened it up! Sigh! It's all my fault for being too far away. This damn foreigner got lucky. Then I suddenly remembered that this damn foreigner wasn't wearing a condom, damn it... I had no choice, I couldn't go out, so this was the only option. Seeing this, my dick shamelessly got hard again.
We fucked in this position for a few minutes, then Jerry signaled his wife to kneel up and enter from behind. His wife knelt on the bed, Jerry put one foot on the bed, and the other half-knelt and half-squatted against the edge of the bed (mainly because Jerry was too tall, so it wasn't a good fit). He inserted his honey-covered penis into his wife's vagina again, and... *plop*... like farting sounds came from his wife's vagina with the piston-like movement of his penis (the sound of the vagina not recovering immediately after the penis was pulled out, and the sound of the penis squeezing out air when it was reinserted). Jerry put his hands on his wife's waist and slammed her hard against his penis. "You're so amazing, darling, I can't take it anymore, give it to me... ah..." "Your dick is too thick, you've already torn my pussy apart... give it to me..." His wife looked up, silent for a long time, her hands tightly gripping the sheets. I knew his wife had orgasmed again. Jerry continued his piston-like movements from behind, pulling out and thrusting in again. His wife's hair was wildly whipped around, and though she had been supporting herself on the bed with her arms, she was now exhausted and collapsed onto the bed, moaning incoherently. Jerry continued to pound her buttocks harder and harder. After about ten more minutes, with a muffled sigh, Jerry thrust his penis in deeply, ejaculating his thick semen into his wife's vagina and uterus. I couldn't help but fantasize about ejaculating into my wife's uterus with Jerry, the semen spurting onto the wardrobe cabinet. Half a minute later, Jerry withdrew his limp penis from his wife's vagina. She remained motionless, her buttocks raised, her vagina gaping open, a hole larger than a one-yuan coin, and no semen spilled out. Jerry gently laid his wife flat on the bed and began to kiss her passionately again.
Suddenly, my wife remembered something, broke free from Jerry, and ran to the bathroom to squat down, trying to get Jerry's semen out. Only a little came out; it must have been inside her cervix, and her cervix was closed, so it couldn't come out (this is what my wife said afterward). Jerry, waving his big penis around the bathroom, asked if everything was alright. That bastard, he got away with it and acted innocent. A few minutes later, my wife came out of the bathroom, and Jerry hugged her and kissed her passionately again. After making the bed and getting dressed, they went to eat. While they were eating, I called my wife to say I was free that day and would be home an hour later. My wife cooperated, saying her husband was coming home and she had to go back. Jerry reluctantly asked my wife when the next time would be, and my wife said, "We'll see, we'll meet again sometime."
When my wife got home, I immediately pulled down her pants. Her vulva was swollen, and her vagina wasn't as smooth as it had been after before. My wife thought I was about to ejaculate and begged for mercy. Actually, I had already ejaculated twice and was exhausted. I asked my wife how she felt. My wife said that foreigners' penises are indeed big, but not as hard as mine, though thick. She said she was quite full today, her period still hurts a little, and her stomach is also aching slightly, but it felt really good during sex. I asked if she wanted to do it again next time. My wife said, "Honey, today was enough. I tried it once and I have no regrets. You're the only one for me in this life. I can't take anything more. Besides, my good husband, I enjoy it too!" "Honey, I love you," she said, and our lips, which had kissed thousands of times, met again.

That night, I bought my wife emergency contraception. I was worried about her period not coming or her catching something, but we both had a checkup later, and everything was normal. Later, Jerry approached my wife again, but she refused. When Jerry drove to Urumqi, he gave her an iPhone, but she refused. Jerry got angry and accepted it, so I guess he's loyal and kind.
The above contains some slight exaggeration, but the situation is true. I would like to advise friends who want to have relations with foreigners or strangers to always use condoms. If you get a disease, it will be a huge loss. Thank you everyone. If I have the chance, I will write down and share my wife's account of what she did with her ex-boyfriend. I wish everyone a happy 2021 and that you all find someone you like!

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