My wife's sex life (reprinted from the internet)

We are a loving couple. Although we are ordinary, we share a common ideal and hobby that led us to choose the "most beautiful scenery" in sex – infidelity and threesomes. Below is our honest experience, which we'd like to share with you, hoping to connect with those who share similar feelings. Three years have passed since our marriage began. We used to explore the world of sex together, experiencing and trying the beautiful moments in our sexual lives. We never considered such a forward-thinking idea as threesomes and infidelity. From boundless passion to tranquil sex, life seemed to pass by in a bland and tasteless way. We always thought that life was just like this... That's how it is.

After we got a computer at home, my husband developed a new hobby: surfing the internet. He liked to browse pornographic websites and shared his feelings and opinions about them with me. I just laughed it off.

Until one day, my husband brought up the topic of marital swapping and threesomes. I was shocked. How could such a private, unspoken thing between husband and wife be swapped and shared with another person? I disagreed and maintained this different viewpoint with my husband.

One day, I received a call from Qiang, my first love from vocational school. Qiang talked a lot about how much he missed me after we separated and asked me to meet him at a hotel. Based on my woman's intuition, I knew that Qiang and I had been intimate in the past, but never crossed any boundaries. But this time, things might be different, and I might be doomed. Qiang is indeed an excellent man, but due to various reasons, we were separated and couldn't fulfill our promises. His arrival today filled me with mixed emotions, stirring up waves in my heart. This unusual behavior didn't escape my husband's notice, and after his repeated questioning, I told him the truth. My husband was also at a loss for what to do about this sudden turn of events. I spoke first, suggesting that I either not see him or go with him to see Qiang. At this point, my husband declared: "To love someone is to give them freedom," which was his eternal promise.

I hugged my husband tightly and said: "The person I love is you. Thank you for giving me this freedom, but I still want to be your only woman." After calming down, my husband thought for a moment and said to me, "You should still go. No matter what, I will always love you." With my husband's strong support, I felt much more at ease. Regardless of the outcome, with my husband's understanding, our marriage and our love would never change; perhaps it fulfilled some of the ideas he had expressed online.

At dusk, my husband took me to the hotel. In a secluded corner, he hugged me tightly, gave me a deep kiss, and explained some issues and things to pay attention to, especially regarding my reception

. I smiled and scolded him, "You're so naughty!" Then I told him to hurry back. After watching him leave, I felt even more confident and went straight to the 8th floor of the hotel, to the room door... Outside, I answered my husband's phone, then knocked on the door and went in. Qiang, with a gentlemanly demeanor, didn't act immediately but warmly greeted me, ordering a waiter to bring two bottles of wine. I, who normally don't drink at all, unknowingly drank a few glasses under his hospitality. My face slowly turned rosy as I drank, unable to hold my liquor. Qiang and I chatted about everything under the sun, and we felt like we were back in our first love days. Qiang was still the same as before, holding my hand and gently kissing my cheek. I felt that Qiang was more mature than before, more manly. Then, Qiang's hands began to wander over my chest, and he unbuttoned my shirt, reaching for my breasts. I felt a surge of heat throughout my body... A surge of jealousy washed over me, and I let him do as he pleased. His hand slowly moved downwards, touching a woman's most private area. I hugged him tightly and asked, "Do you have one?" He understood and asked, "You don't use an IUD?" I replied, "No, I've never used one." Actually, I did have one, but it's been so many years.

I was just worried about his safety, and besides, it was something my husband had told me to be careful about. He understood and went out to get a condom.

I took out my phone and asked my husband, who had been eavesdropping at home... My husband said it was exciting, and that I performed very well. I scolded him and asked for his opinion, saying, "Maybe it's still possible to back out now." He replied confidently, "I'm fine with it. You shouldn't give up halfway." I smiled knowingly.

Then I knocked loudly on the door. I told my husband the best was yet to come, and then I put my phone in my bag, opened the door a crack, and placed it on the bedside table so my husband could experience what it's like to be a cuckold.

A cool, warm current flowed from top to bottom, slowly washing over my drunken body. The thought that I would soon belong to another man, while my husband was on the other side, came from the bathroom... Emerging from the bathroom, I was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water. Qiang, without waiting for me to get up, carried me to the bed and pinned me beneath him, gently kissing my ear as he said, "I've waited so long for this day, it feels like an eternity."

One of Qiang's hands was around my neck, while the other slowly moved upwards from under my nightgown, purposefully and methodically unhooking my bra and pulling off my upper nightgown. My white, full breasts were now fully exposed. Qiang then quickly removed his own clothes, his strong body and erect penis flashing before my eyes. Qiang then pressed down on me, and I gently hugged him, stroking his back. His skin was rougher than my husband's, his muscles more defined, and his penis, though smaller, was large and hard, rubbing between my legs.

Qiang's hands continued to caress my breasts, his tongue entering my mouth, licking and kissing me. I could clearly feel that my genitals were very wet, and my hand involuntarily caressed Qiang's penis, feeling its heat, hardness, and size.

Then Qiang kissed me, lingering on my breasts, sucking on my nipples with his tongue; sometimes he would suckle them relentlessly; a series of pleasures followed in my wet vagina. Qiang's hands also moved down to the edge of my vagina, pulling off my underwear and moving around it, repeatedly reliving that area. This aroused countless desires within me. When Qiang's hand reached the entrance of my vagina, he suddenly thrust it in quickly, then slowed his movements... Searching intently, my vagina, under his caresses, had no choice but to resign itself to its fate. The sheer amount of fluid I released was embarrassing in front of Qiang. It turned out

my husband had searched for so long to find the G-spot, and Qiang had found it so quickly. I couldn't help but moan softly. Qiang slowly kissed downwards, kissing my inner and outer thighs, one hand on my buttocks, the other returning to my breasts—a woman's most beautiful sight—repeatedly

licking them. I felt itchy and numb, with a tingling sensation near the vaginal opening; I began to curl up, my legs moving involuntarily, emitting soft moans. He forcefully took one of my labia into his mouth, sweeping his tongue across it. He would then switch to the other labia, gently taking both labia into his mouth simultaneously, sucking on them one at a time, and using his tongue to thrust and pull out, sweeping across between them. I felt incredibly good. His tongue then moved to the tip of my clitoris; sometimes flicking it upwards from below, sometimes pulling it left and right, and occasionally pressing it down. Finally, he took my clitoris into his mouth and stirred it around with his tongue. This sudden, rapid movement made me moan, waves of pleasure surging through me. I achieved an orgasm without penile penetration. My heart yearned for him to penetrate me quickly to relieve my immediate urgency. At that moment, he put on a condom. I knew then that my second virginity was gone forever. When he pressed down heavily, his penis gently rubbed against the entrance of my vagina. My wet vagina opened slightly, it was incredibly uncomfortable. His penis… He thrust deep inside me, and I cried out, tightly embracing Qiang.

A long-awaited desire had finally been fulfilled. My vagina was filled to the brim with Qiang's hard penis. I silently savored the sweet feeling of being made by a man, waves of tingling pleasure washing over me. My long-dormant emotions were stirred into a surging tide. My restless mind was filled with a strange impulse, and a strong desire for a man surged within me in an instant. Qiang's penis slowly twisted inside me, passionately kissing every part of my upper body. My pleasure surged impatiently, and I whispered to Qiang, "You're killing me." Perhaps it was the intense stimulation that made Qiang attack me like a storm. The rhythmic, rapid sounds of organs and flesh colliding, along with my constant moans, created a symphony of sex between me and a man. The rapid movements were incredibly stimulating. With each powerful thrust from Qiang, the pleasure gradually built up. The sensation gradually spread from her vagina to her entire body, making her incredibly sensitive and experiencing an indescribable pleasure; the tingling and itching desire she had felt inside was instantly satisfied. Unaware of her husband's feelings while overhearing at home, she only wanted to share the pleasure of sex with the man before her.

Inside, my vagina contracted in waves, tightly gripping Qiang's penis. Qiang's warm fluids were released deep within my vagina. We held each other tightly, the passion rising and then

slowly receding. Qiang still pressed against me. My vagina felt that Qiang's penis wasn't soft; it was still a little hard. Confused, I asked Qiang what was happening. He said he didn't seem to have this before; it only happened when we were intimate. He said it was probably because his vagina was special, very tight and contracting, sucking on the penis—a top-tier woman.

Because Qiang was much heavier than my husband, I felt a little overwhelmed after the passion subsided, and Qiang reluctantly let go. After cleaning him up, he kissed my vagina and breasts for a while. We hugged tenderly for a long time. Qiang asked me if I wanted to go back. I said, "How can I not go back? My husband is still waiting for me at home." Qiang then asked if my husband knew about my date. I didn't answer. I touched Qiang's penis with my hand. My God, it was still hard. Qiang asked me if I wanted more. I nodded. Qiang went up, put on a condom, spread my legs, and his penis went straight in. He started fucking me hard again.

The lingering pleasure surged again, and Qiang switched to a doggy-style position, changing positions several times before finally ejaculating on top of me. I clung tightly to Qiang again, the climax

returning. It was late when we got home. As soon as I entered, my husband hugged me tightly. I felt like a child who had done something wrong, burying my flushed face in his chest, unable to face him. He carried me into the bedroom and placed me on the bed, quickly undressing me. He immediately stripped me naked. His penis was

unusually hard, somewhat unbelievable, because we had made love the night before. He usually only makes love once a week, but this time he would sing for an hour—a true man's man. For the next three or four days, he had no interest in sex. Tonight was another unpredictable night, yet his penis was so hard. Could it be that my husband was right—life truly needs passion? After my husband penetrated me, he pressed himself against me and didn't move. He said he had overheard me and Qiang having sex on the phone and felt like I was a substitute for him, allowing him to experience womanly sex while being a man. Hearing his endless sweet talk, my vagina quickly became wet, but he didn't dare to make a strong thrust. I asked him if he was being silly down there. He said it was because Qiang and I had been stimulating him, and he almost ejaculated while eavesdropping. Now that he was inside me, he was even more afraid to move. He kept kissing my face, lips, and breasts, reminiscing about my affair. He asked me many questions about how I felt compared to other men. I honestly told him my feelings. Just as I was getting into it, he pulled his penis out. I asked him what happened, and he said he couldn't handle the stimulation and was very aroused. When he pulled out his penis, he always liked to kiss and taste my vagina, looking for differences from vaginas that had been used before. He said the color had become rosier afterward, making it appear fuller and more alluring, like a budding flower. My vulva was glistening with moisture, so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful! I love you, my wife!

A powerful thrust penetrated deep into my vagina, reveling in my wetness. I moaned, letting out cries from within. Before Qiang, I was still somewhat restrained, but now it was my husband, the man I'd made love to for so many years. Tonight, with his long, hard penis raging

, he held me tightly and ejaculated. My husband ejaculated directly inside me, unlike when Qiang had a condom between us—the circumstances were completely different. Thinking back to tonight, in different environments, with two different men...

The ecstatic pleasure of my husband's penis reaching my vulva, the night filled with romance and passion with him.

In the days that followed, Qiang and I had several more sexual encounters, all arranged by my husband. Each time, I made Qiang wear a condom, and my husband would eavesdrop on the phone. Once, my husband even secretly installed a hidden camera at home to film Qiang and me having sex, which we then shared with him afterwards. My husband is very clever and capable; he remembers other people's sexy strengths and uses them for his own purposes, which greatly benefits our sex life and deepens our relationship. My husband has asked me several times if Qiang and I could be sexy at the same time, what people call a threesome. I also asked Qiang, but he couldn't believe it and eventually gave up. My husband asked me to be wary of men who have feelings for me; he wants a safe man, someone who will ejaculate before he has sex with me. Many men have been eyeing me, but I'm never quite right for them. Most are local, and it could cause trouble. More importantly, most men these days are dangerous.

One day, my husband asked me to accompany him to visit him in prison. I took leave and went with him. In the visiting room of a prison, I met Wen. He was as handsome as my husband. Wen used to be a manager at a bank and was sentenced to six years in prison for using his salary to start a company. He was three months away from being released. On the way back, my husband asked me how I felt about Wen. I said it was okay. My husband said Wen was a suitable candidate for a threesome, especially since safety was a given. I silently agreed.

After Wen was released, my husband talked to him a lot about threesomes. Wen couldn't believe how fast society had progressed. My husband pretended not to hear and gave Wen advice, suggesting that Wen make a move on me. After

a week of phone conversations and actual contact, I told my husband that the time was almost right. My husband said it was time.

That day, Wen came to my house. We had dinner together at a hotel, each of us drank some wine, sang a few songs, and then went back to our room. My husband made an excuse to leave and then called Wen, saying that if he didn't get what he wanted, I should call him again. My husband and I had already agreed not to give Wen a private opportunity, because if we did, it would be more difficult for him to have a threesome. Later events proved that we were right. Because I had prepared in advance, I wore a rather sexy dress to meet Wen. After my husband left, Wen said to me, "Close your eyes, I have a gift for you." I closed my eyes and then Wen gave me a kiss. I smiled and accepted it. Wen then picked me up and caressed me. I didn't resist much and just gave in. Wen carried me to the bed, his hands lingering on my high breasts. His nervousness made him flustered. I knew very well what Wen had felt and longed for over the past six years. Wen's hand touched my vagina, and I pushed him away, gave him a kiss, and went to the bathroom to lock the door. No matter how much Wen knocked from the outside, I wouldn't open the door. A while later, I heard Wen call her husband and say no; soon her husband arrived, and I went outside. He carried me to the bed and kissed me. Wen, seizing the opportunity, also got onto the bed. My husband took off my upper clothes, revealing my full, white breasts, which revealed a beautiful cleavage. My full, alluring breasts stood high, topped with ripe cherry-like nipples.

My husband and Wen lay on either side of me, gently licking my earlobes and the base of my ears, then slowly taking my entire ear into their mouths. They began to lick my ear canals and ears with the tip of their tongues, one on each side, their tongues gently rolling inside my ear canals. My husband's licks entered my mouth, full of tenderness.

Wen continued to stroke and kiss my firm breasts, gently sliding her fingers along the edges of my breasts while her tongue moved. At this moment, my husband leaned over me, holding me tightly in his arms, stroking my hair with one hand and my breasts with the other, while kissing my lips. As he whispered words of love to me, I felt a sense of security with my husband there. My hand touched his penis, a penis I knew all too well. My other hand also caressed Wen's penis, which was about the same size as my husband's, only a little shorter and a bit coarser. Both penises were hard and erect, and the dark pubic hair was smooth and shiny.

My husband and Wen slowly kissed my lower body, one on each side, their bodies flanking me. Their penises stood erect on my chest. I first stroked each penis against my nipples, moving them up and down. While kissing my husband's penis, I used my other hand to stroke Wen's. I played with each penis in one hand, carefully comparing and admiring them. I pressed both erect penises together, licking and kissing them simultaneously with my tongue. The glans were pressed together, my tongue swirling around them, manipulating them while sliding between them. My husband and Wen slowly parted my round, smooth thighs, removing my bra. My flat stomach, round buttocks, and the junction of my full, white thighs revealed a mysterious black area! They gazed greedily at my snow-white, smooth skin, slightly flushed, my plump, white body possessing beautiful curves. My vagina was like a budding flower, with abundant pubic hair. Beneath that thick, dark pubic hair, the soft mons pubis rose slightly, and at the bottom, the tightly closed slit concealed a patch of spring-like beauty, all of which was exposed to the two men.

Their soft tongues swept across my vagina in turn, their lips and tongues probing deep into my clitoris, anus, and labia. I lay there limply, my hands constantly tending to the two penises, my vagina opening and closing uncontrollably, overflowing with fluid. I wanted them to penetrate me quickly; I couldn't take it anymore.

At this moment, my husband lay down and gestured for me to get on top of him. I climbed onto him in a 69 position, took his penis into my mouth, and raised my buttocks for him to ejaculate. My husband spread my vagina open from below, and he thrust his hard penis into my vagina. I couldn't help but cry out. When my husband saw me being penetrated, I felt the penis in my mouth was very hard and some semen was leaking out. My husband stroked my vulva, which was being penetrated and moved by him, and watched my excited expression as I was being penetrated by another man. I finally experienced this

. His penis was pulled out, and my husband went up and inserted his penis again. He put his penis in my mouth, and just when I was about to ejaculate, he would switch to another man to penetrate me, alternating the impact on my vagina. My vagina was constantly contracting, and waves of pleasure came over me. I groaned and cried out, feeling the intense impact of the penis in wave after wave of orgasm.

My husband lay down facing me, and I straddled him in the same position, inserting his penis into my vagina. I raised my hips so Wen could insert his penis into my vagina from behind. Perhaps my vagina was a bit narrow, as Wen tried several times without success. Later, Wen used his hand to pry open the end of my vagina near my anus, and only then was he able to insert it with difficulty. At the moment of insertion, all three of us cried out simultaneously—the breakthrough was achieved! They inserted both of their penises into my tight, narrow vagina at once, my tightly closed labia holding both glans. I felt a little pain in my vagina, but I couldn't help moaning. They noticed me and stopped inserting, then slowly began to withdraw after a while. As one penis withdrew to the vaginal opening,

the glans of the other penis rubbed against my warm and delicate inner walls, the sensation traveling from the glans to their very core. They... The penis was gripped tightly by the incredibly narrow vagina, which was even tighter with two penises inside. Every thrust filled it completely, making my vagina feel swollen and itchy.

This experience was something they had never had before. Amid my screams, the two men thrust and pulled in and out simultaneously in a frenzy. My vagina was being impacted by the two penises in different ways. At the moment they held me tightly, both penises ejaculated onto my cervix in a surging,

overlapping orgasm that lingered for a long time. Deep in my heart, I am always deeply grateful to my husband. He gave me the pleasure of being a woman and allowed me to experience the most beautiful scenery of other men. I asked my husband if he and Wen had practiced with other women outside because they performed so well and harmoniously that day. My husband said it was the result of collecting many articles about threesomes with Wen. Qiang and Wen are now a thing of the past in our lives. Qiang has settled abroad and Wen has gone to an open city in the south. Although we still keep in touch from time to time, we no longer have a sexual relationship. Because we had a 3P, we no longer want to have an affair with Qiang. We heard that Wen stopped picking up girls later, so we gave him a no-show. I have always wanted to find a woman for my husband so that I can enjoy their sexiness, but I have never been able to do so. After all, such things are still subject to great restrictions in today's society. Now I feel that what is more practical is the exchange between husband and wife, which can be carried out in a long-term, friendly manner. We started by having four people exchange in one room. After doing the same thing many times, when we felt safe and that it would not harm either family, we then carried out the following forms of formal interaction: (1) Individual interaction, that is, the husband and the other party and the wife, and the other party's husband and the other party's wife. The time and place of the sexual encounter are determined by each group. In this way, each person's interaction partner can be treated as a romantic and passionate date with a lover. (2) 3P with 2 women and 1 man (3) 3P with 2 men and 1 woman.

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