Forwarded: Have you ever imagined having sex with two men at the same time?

Have you ever imagined having sex with two men at the same time?
If you're a woman, before reading my article, please answer one question, which is also the title of this article. If you have, please continue reading. If you haven't, I think it's best not to read on.
I assume most readers here are adults. If you're not an adult, your understanding of the article might be flawed, so I think it's best not to read on. I don't want any of my articles to have a negative impact. I also want to declare that the title of my article is not intended to be sensational. I've considered this topic for a long time, and I've had a lot of internal struggle. I didn't know whether I should write about it or change the title. But ultimately, I decided to write it, and to write it well, clearly expressing my meaning.
I won't keep you in suspense, and please comment after reading my article. My motto is to avoid wasting time writing overly bland articles. I want to add more spice to my life, to write things that can attract readers without being vulgar.
Okay, I've said all the rambling I needed to say, just some things I didn't think of right now. I'll add more as I write. I know writing is time-consuming and exhausting, but I feel compelled to get it all out, so I'm doing this for everyone. I think it's a good thing to have fresh words for people to read.
Currently, I have normal sexual relationships with two men: my husband and my lover. I don't know if I'm being unfaithful; I only know that both men are people I need, and neither can replace the other. I believe in my abilities to successfully navigate between them; they both love me and need me, without any mishaps.
I feel this life is peaceful, or at least balanced. I don't feel like I've betrayed my partner emotionally. I think if my husband can accept me, he can accept everything about me. I'm not a selfish woman. I do what I ask of my husband, and I don't mind if he has other women besides me. I know that no matter how beautiful or alluring I am to men, over time, it gets too stale and tiresome. So, allowing men to spice things up occasionally is a good way to keep things fresh and maintain my attraction. That's why I had a lover besides my husband. A man who only has one woman, no matter how good he or she is, will eventually get bored. It's like food; some foods need to be eaten in combination to maintain their flavor. It's like growing crops; if you plant the same crop every year, the soil quickly loses its fertility, and the crops won't grow well. So, you need to change the crops every year.
I think my needs also satisfy others' needs; everyone benefits. Some say men are like oxen, and women are like land. There's no such thing as land that's been over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion. Land becomes more fertile with cultivation, and oxen age with the same effort. So, my suggestion—which may not be entirely accurate—is that women can have several men, while men are best off having only one woman. This might be a little cruel to men, but it's good for their health. I always tell my husband that if he wants to cultivate the land outside, he should cultivate less of the land at home. I don't want him to work himself to death; I can't live without him, and I don't want to lose him.
Relationships are demanding, especially pure relationships. Combining feelings with physical needs reduces the pressure of pure relationships. Before I had these two men, I experienced a pure relationship. I truly gave my all, but what was the result? I still didn't get him. Seeing him in another woman's arms was such a blow. The fruits of my painstaking cultivation were so easily taken by another woman. This feeling was suicidal. I've declared that you can touch anything in this world except feelings. Physical needs are more direct, requiring less effort and less exhaustion. Thinking of someone is painful; romantic love is just a fairy tale, a luxury unattainable. Satisfying physical needs is much simpler, like being hungry—find something to eat, and the problem is solved, without much effort or thought.
I don't need to be moved by feelings; in fact, feelings are too ethereal. The deeper the affection, the more tragic the element. I think life is short, and we should cherish it. Wasting time on relationships is so unworthy.
I can think of it this way: how foolish it is to ignore someone who truly loves me while someone who doesn't love me. I only confess my feelings to those who appreciate me, and I only confide in those who love me. My body is always open to them, which is why I can have two men at the same time. Of course, I am a smart woman; I understand men's minds. Therefore, I won't mention other men in front of one man, so as not to create any unpleasant associations.
I am not a promiscuous woman; not every man can sleep with me. I have both emotional and physical needs for the men I have. I feel that the love my husband gives me is different from the love my lover gives me, and both kinds of love are what I need. I am not a depraved woman. I think I have ideals, and I am successful in my career. I am responsible for my body and my lifestyle. If I don't care about myself, who will?
I am not encouraging women and men to have affairs or seek other passions. Everyone has a different lifestyle. This is my lifestyle, and what suits me may not suit others. What I can accept, others may not. There's no need to strive for uniformity; if that were the case, there would only be one man and one woman left in the world. Allowing differences between men and women is beneficial to the diversity of the human species.
Tonight, I went to my lover's place again. My lover is strong and robust, like a burly ox, a master at plowing. When we're together, I don't need to think at all; he's already planned every minute and second perfectly and thoughtfully, even considering every detail. In his bed, all I have to do is enjoy myself, enjoy the physical pleasure, which also makes me feel very happy. It's a tough and tiring thing for men, but women can be lazy and rest. My lover is a meticulous man, which seems incongruous with his physique. He had prepared some desserts beforehand and fed them to me after we finished, feeding me small pieces with his strong hands. He didn't think I was a bad woman. In his eyes, I was an elegant woman, someone who knew how to enjoy life and had a sense of fun. When I expressed my gratitude to him, he said it was my body that slowly taught him all these things, and that I was the one who inspired him. I had to go home that night. I should be with my husband. I have a strong sense of responsibility; I rarely stay out overnight. It's not that I'm afraid my husband will find out, but if I do it once, I often need to do it twice, otherwise I'm not satisfied, otherwise I feel restless and can't sleep. I don't know if this is a bad habit or because my needs are too strong. I know my lover's physical condition is perfectly capable of satisfying me, but I don't want him to work so hard. I want another man to do it with me. Am I a pervert? I just want to experience the different feelings that two men bring me; that's what makes me feel intoxicated and satisfied. When I got home, I told my husband that I had worked overtime again tonight and was a little tired, wanting to rest early. Hearing me say I was tired, my husband knew what I meant—I wanted to do it. He had ways to help me relieve work fatigue. Actually, I wasn't tired; it was just my habit acting up. My husband isn't particularly robust, but he's diligent and hardworking, perfectly embodying the ox's character. We've lived together for several years, and he's always patiently and quietly fulfilling his responsibilities. Envy me, right? Both of my men were carefully chosen; I personally unearthed them from the crowd after I'd seen through the complexities of relationships. They are different types of men, never the same. With them, I feel like a happy woman. My life experience is twofold; I feel like I've lived two lives, and I'm living them happily.
I washed away the scent my lover left on me before welcoming my husband. In the bathroom, I admired my naked body. Nearly 30, my skin was still so good, my figure so defined. A woman like me is destined to attract more men. The allure emanating from my body, I can confidently say, is irresistible to any normal man. Just a slight movement of my leg, and even the most prima donna would be disoriented. My movements are graceful; I know men's desires. With just a little trickery, I can make them lose their minds. This skill is innate, and it's what I'm most proud of as a woman.
Thinking back to an hour ago, when my lover was entwined with me, calling me sweet nothings, how amusing! Men are most obedient at that moment. I was a little nervous while making love with my lover, because we were having an affair, and the more nervous I was, the more exciting it was. Someone once said that stolen food tastes especially good, and I think that might be true. I only know that after eating a banana, I need to eat a cucumber, and it has to be on the same day. Both are what I need, and I can't really compare whether a banana or a cucumber tastes better. I need to eat at the same time to feel full. It's different with my husband. I don't even need to fully draw the bedroom curtains. I'm not afraid of making too much noise; everything is legal and perfectly acceptable. No one can disturb us, and we're not afraid of disturbing anyone. I'm more relaxed. In front of different men, I'm a different woman. I enjoy it all. I enjoy the different processes and rhythms, the thrill and pleasure they bring.
I often have a strange feeling about what it would be like if I did it with two men at the same time. My thoughts are that it's too unrestrained, too illogical. Is it an innate need that makes me think this way? Or is it just the different experiences two men offer?

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