Embarking on the Path of Wife-Cuckolding 5

—A Series on the Sexual History of a Fellow Cuckold's Wife
That night, I was incredibly excited. Looking at my wife, who was already asleep in a slip dress, I could almost see the scene that made my blood boil: J was holding my wife tightly, kissing her face, neck, and lips wildly. My wife twisted her body, resisting and trying to escape, but under J's caresses and frenzied attacks of lips and tongue, her resistance gradually became weak and slow.
Then, J pushed my wife down onto the bed, and he impatiently tore off her clothes one by one. Under J's wild teasing, my wife gradually went from passively accepting to actively responding to J. She stretched out her arms and tightly hugged J's neck, their lips pressed together, rolling violently on the bed, limbs intertwined, lips and tongues entwined, wildly making love, moaning and groaning, flesh against flesh, love and desire intertwined, the man's low panting and the woman's soft moans echoing in the room, my wife's torn bra, panties, and stockings scattered on the floor.
The single man's face, contorted and almost grotesque with lust, the wife's smooth body trembling and writhing from the intense assault, her love juices soaking the sheets, the single man's semen covering her entire body—the two were enacting one of the oldest and most enduring acts of conquest and subjugation in human history, penetration and acceptance, attack and encirclement, colliding and sucking, a relentless assault until ejaculation and conception…
Thinking of all this, I could no longer control myself. I pounced on my wife, lifted her nightgown, and frantically kissed and licked her genitals, because I knew that my wife's genitals might soon be possessed by another man's thick penis; they would no longer be mine alone. My wife
woke up with a start, pushing me away: "What's wrong with you? What's gotten into you?" I held her tightly, my voice hoarse with excitement: "Wife, I love you. I want to give you sexual pleasure." Without another word, I lifted her legs and thrust my already hard penis into her body. Stimulated
by my intense stimulation, my wife also reacted, hugging me tightly in return: "Husband, I love you too." We made love passionately, and my wife, who had initially been passive, took the initiative, scrambling up and pushing me down. She straddled me wildly, swaying her hips wantonly, and that long-lost feeling returned.
Afterwards, my wife asked me, "What's wrong with you today? What triggered you?" I replied, "Guess?" She said, "Did you watch some porn again?" I said, "It's much more exciting than porn, mainly because of you."
My wife seemed to understand something: "You, you were thinking about those things again?" I asked knowingly, "What things?" My wife said, "Ugh, it's always those things you think about. Didn't you say you didn't want to do this anymore?"
I felt I needed to have a serious talk with my wife. I stroked her small, firm breasts: "You liked the feeling just now, didn't you? It was thinking about you and Beijing J in bed that aroused my passion. It's rare to feel this way normally."
My wife said, "Why are you always like this? Other men don't act like this. When my mother was young, my father went to confront a male colleague just because he exchanged a few words with him on the street." "What kind of man would want to be cuckolded like you? Besides, if I really did cuckold you, would you still want me? You don't have another woman outside, and you're just making me do this as an excuse to divorce me, do you?"
I said, "What are you thinking, baby? I'll always love you. I'm only interested in you now, I have no interest in other women, and we'll never separate." Women are always allergic to sweet words. Hearing my words, my wife leaned against me contentedly: "That's more like it."
I continued, "Actually, the more I think about you playing around with other men, the more passionate and loving I become towards you. Our life is usually too boring and bland. Think about it, before J came along, how many times a month did we make love?"
My wife nodded: "Yes, maybe two or three times at most. I really didn't feel much passion anymore. Besides, your little brother isn't very big, and it doesn't last long. You don't know how to flirt or foreplay, so it gradually felt dispensable."
I took the opportunity to tease her: "Hehe, my little brother isn't big, whose is? Whose is big do you see?" Her face flushed red, and she pushed me away: "Ugh, I've never seen that."
I teased her further: "Yeah, men with big penises must be really good in that area, able to make women feel like they're dying and coming back to life, so exciting! Wu Zetian had many men who served her, and their penises were all bigger than the last. Didn't you see her films? Zhang Zongchang's penis was like a donkey's, no wonder she doted on him the most. Don't you want to experience that feeling of dying and coming back to life, don't you want to try being filled to the brim by a man's penis?"
Wife: "I never thought about it before, it was only after you guided and tempted me to watch those films and say those things that I started thinking about it. For a while, I often thought about what it would be like to have sex with other men with big penises while watching films and having sex with you. During that period, you made me really want it, sometimes even after having sex with you I wouldn't have an orgasm, and I would think about other men."
I said: "Hmm, men vary a lot in that respect. So many divorces these days, they all say it's because of incompatibility, but frankly, a large part of it is due to disharmony in their sex life. Especially for women." Why do so many beautiful women marry drivers or men with ordinary jobs? It must be because these men can give women orgasms and pleasure in bed.
The wife nodded: "Yeah, our neighbor across the hall before we got married was like that. She was a very beautiful woman, and her husband worked at a bank. Later, I don't know why, they divorced, and she married a driver. Some neighbors said they often saw her carrying a bag of trash out at night, sometimes the trash would spill out, and it turned out to be a lot of used condoms, haha."
I said: "Yeah, drivers seem to be pretty good in that area. Many drivers' wives are very beautiful."
The wife: "My neighbor moved away later. Many people say behind her back that she's a very promiscuous woman, and that she often goes to nightclubs to dance. She's over 30, how can she still be so wanton?"
I teased her: "Haha, what's wrong with being a wanton woman who enjoys pleasure? Weren't you very wanton in bed just now, like a little bitch in heat, so slutty. I think you were even more wanton than your female neighbor then; I doubt any man could resist you."
My wife only accepts and responds to my vulgar language during sex; she usually finds it offensive and scolds me when I use it in everyday life. Now, however, she seems to enjoy it, only snuggling closer to me: "Do you like me being sexy?"
I hugged her tighter: "Of course! I'm just afraid you won't be sexy enough. The more wanton you are, the more I love you. Who likes a Marxist-Leninist old lady? Listen to your husband, baby, be a little more wanton, a little more open, and our life will get better and better."
My wife: "But aren't you afraid that if I become wanton and sleep with other men, I'll never be the same again? What if I fall for another man?"
I kissed her: "No, baby, I know you well. You'll never leave me, and I'll never despise you. We'll just treat this as a spice of life, adding some color. We can play around and be wanton outside, but at home we'll still be a good wife and mother, and live a good life."
My wife listened silently, without saying a word; I think she was moved. My wife continued to argue: "That's true, but when it comes to actually sleeping with J, I don't know what I'd do. I might still not be able to accept it, since we're just joking around."
I said, "Yeah, don't overthink it. If we get along and it's meant to be, we'll do it; if we don't, we won't. It's simple."
We didn't say anything more. I thought I should let my wife think it over, give her enough time to consider, and let her, with the combined efforts of a single man and me, genuinely accept extramarital sex, rather than just becoming a harlot within marriage to satisfy my somewhat unusual and secret desires.

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