My first time with my conservative wife resulted in a 4P.

It all feels like a dream; what happened a few days ago seems unbelievable now.
Let me introduce myself first. I'm 33, and my wife is 31. We both graduated from prestigious universities and currently work in banks. We own a house, a car, and have a child. Our parents are healthy, and our careers are stable—we're quite enviable to outsiders. My wife and I met in college. Back then, she dressed simply and studied diligently, while I was a notorious "playboy"—playing in bands, playing sports, chasing girls, fighting, skipping classes. It was impossible for us to be together; in fact, for four years, we were at best just classmates. After graduation, we worked in the same city. Her family was from out of town, while I was a local. Gradually, we went from classmates to lovers. Most importantly, she was a virgin and very innocent. In college, she was a quiet, good student who had never dated and didn't attract attention. Actually, in terms of looks, my wife is slightly above average. She has a large face, and in terms of figure, she's 168cm tall, slender, with fair skin, long legs, and a slightly fuller figure—above average. In short, without dressing up, she'd be easily overlooked in a crowd, but with a little effort, she could charm many, especially with her innocent and kind nature, which attracted me greatly. And so, to the astonishment of our classmates and teachers, we got married. Our married life was like most people's, so I won't go into details.
But my philandering nature was finally exposed during her pregnancy. To be honest, I'm quite ashamed. During my wife's pregnancy, I couldn't resist going out and having affairs. The simple physical desires of visiting prostitutes no longer satisfied me; I started seeing respectable women. Then, after my wife gave birth and went back to her parents' home, I hooked up with a girl working for a mobile phone company. We dated for over half a year before my wife found out, leading to a six-month-long divorce battle. Our relationship only gradually improved from the end of last year, as our child grew older. I also reformed and shifted my attention to my wife and child.
To be honest, after seven years of marriage, I had almost no passion for sex. After we reconciled, partly to make amends and partly to distract myself, I gradually increased the time I spent having sex with my wife, trying to rekindle my interest. Then I noticed that after a year of heartbreak and despair from the affair, my wife's weight was gradually returning to normal, and she was getting thinner and thinner. I started to devote myself entirely to her. I bought her lots of sex toys and beautiful, sexy clothes. My wife, who is usually very conservative, gradually began to accept things to please me. In the process of "developing" and "training" her, I found myself liking her more and more, and becoming obsessed with the process of her enjoying herself.
I had my wife put on beautiful makeup and wear sexy miniskirts, and we went to nightclubs together. For the first time, I saw my wife partying to the extreme amidst the bright lights and revelry, and I also gained immense satisfaction from the envious glances of those around us. When it was cold, I would have my wife wear stockings and a thong, with a tight miniskirt and high heels over them. She would wear large earrings, and under the lights and the influence of alcohol, she became even more alluring and captivating. And I suddenly discovered that letting my wife expose herself, or even fantasizing about being sexually assaulted by other men, made my blood boil and I became incredibly excited. From then on, I started paying attention to the "cuckoldry complex," and I found myself becoming increasingly addicted. I once convinced my wife to dress provocatively and take the night bus with me, but she was furious afterwards, and we ended up having a huge fight. I also tried taking selfies or discussing threesomes during our sex life, which she strongly objected to. Until one day, I accidentally logged onto 69 Paradise and discovered that I wasn't the only one who had this hobby. I started secretly exploring 69 Paradise without my wife's knowledge. I started trying to "train" my wife using the methods described in the articles on 69 (a Chinese online forum), making her watch a lot of 3P and group sex porn, and reading articles about swapping. She still resisted and objected, calling me a pervert and saying everyone on 69 was a pervert. But I could sense that whenever we made love, if I brought up similar topics—like how many men in the bar were staring at her—or talked about 3P scenes in porn, she seemed to get even more excited, especially after drinking too much. She started to open up and reciprocate, even saying several times that she was willing to have sex with men other than me. But afterwards, when she sobered up, she would deny it outright, leaving me feeling somewhat disheartened despite my initial excitement. Then
things took a turn for the better. One time, she was away on a business trip, and we hadn't made love for almost a month. I would intentionally or unintentionally mention sex in phone calls and texts, testing whether she wanted it. One night, we arranged a video call, and surprisingly, my conservative wife masturbated to orgasm with me during the video call. Then I persisted, and one night, since my wife's room didn't have internet, we chatted on the phone. My wife said that just thinking about me having sex with my ex-lover made her very excited. So I followed her lead and gradually the conversation went on. She actually said that if we were to have a threesome, then it would be me and my lover, and her and my lover's husband, all four of us having sex together. She said she really enjoyed it. So I followed her lead and made up a foursome story on the spot. As a result, my wife actually had two orgasms over the phone. Afterwards, my wife texted me saying that my fantasy skills were too high. Of course, the next day, she denied it again, but I was secretly pleased. I had finally begun to break down my wife's psychological defenses. Later, we made love on the mountaintop, on the balcony, always at night. In bars, my wife was no longer shy or coy. Once, I even took off her panties in the bar's restroom and let her go back to the dance floor in a miniskirt. Afterwards, when we got home, we couldn't wait to get into bed, and I found her already soaking wet. That night, we had a passionate encounter. Thanks to the alcohol, I actually made her orgasm four or five times. I knew that, at least in bed, my wife was becoming increasingly wanton, and my plan was beginning to take effect.
One day, my wife and I went to a nightclub again. This time, I made sure she dressed up beautifully. Because of the heat, she didn't wear stockings; instead, she wore a white tank top, a fluorescent green mini-skirt, and high-heeled sandals (my wife rarely wears high heels before because of her large feet and conservative nature). Underneath, she wore a thong and a push-up bra. My wife's breasts aren't large, a B cup, but the bra made them look quite big, stretching the tight tank top high. At 168cm tall, she had lost weight down to 115 pounds. With her fair skin, bare thighs, defined S-curve, long flowing hair, a touch of blush, long eyelashes, big eyes, and sexy lips, I believe every man would drool. I had already arranged to meet two male friends beforehand, and we secretly agreed that they would call me two hours after we arrived. Sure enough, under the influence of the lights and alcohol, my wife was getting increasingly wild, no longer caring about the risk of flashing, and dancing more and more wildly. At this point, I pretended to receive a phone call, saying that two good friends from out of town were visiting on a business trip and wanted to come over. At first, my wife was a little shy and reluctant, but she couldn't stop me. So, my two friends arrived as promised, and after some introductions, we started drinking and dancing together. During this time, I excused myself to go to the restroom for a while. When I came out, my wife had completely lost her initial reserve and shyness towards strangers. Under the combined influence of the two men, she kept drinking and whispering something, making her giggle. I knew that the plan was proceeding step by step as I had envisioned.
We sat at a high table next to the stage. Because the table was small, it was a bit crowded for the four of us. I started to give him signals, suggesting that for convenience, one of my friends be called A and the other B. I subtly gestured for them to move closer to my wife, but my naive wife was still drinking, dancing, and laughing non-stop, completely oblivious to these subtle actions. Gradually, I noticed that Mr. A's leg was intentionally or unintentionally touching my wife's thigh. At first, she tried to avoid it, but soon, because waiters and other people were constantly walking past the table, and there were people dancing nearby, the crowded environment made my wife gradually lower her guard, and she slowly stopped avoiding it. Mr. A was also very adept at this; at first, he would lightly touch her with his knee and quickly pull back, making it seem unintentional. Gradually, he began to move his whole body closer to my wife, and his legs were getting closer and closer together. Meanwhile, Mr. A and Mr. B kept praising my wife, saying things like, "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful and have such a great temperament," "Sister-in-law, you have such a great figure," and "Our brother is so lucky," constantly teasing her. My wife enjoyed listening to this and gradually lowered her guard, drinking quite a bit of alcohol. Meanwhile, I was whispering sweet nothings in my wife's ear, praising her endlessly and saying she'd given me a lot of face today, which made me very happy. My two friends' eyes were practically popping out of their sockets. My wife, blushing, playfully scolded me for making her dress so revealing and sexy, but at the same time, she kept giggling. She even asked if I was jealous, and I said of course not; I was happy to have other men envious. Under the three of us men's onslaught, my wife's eyes gradually became glazed over. Seeing my chance, I excused myself to go to the bathroom, but actually, I hid nearby to observe.
Sure enough, when A and B saw I wasn't there, they became bolder, each flanking my wife, playing drinking games. Their hands started to rest on the high stool, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against my wife's thighs, but she, whether drunk or pretending not to notice, didn't react at all. Later, the three of them started dancing. In the crowded dance floor, I couldn't see very clearly, but I could clearly feel that my wife had completely let loose. Later, my wife drank too much and needed to go to the restroom. Little A eagerly helped her to the restroom. My wife said no, no, but she couldn't resist the urge to go to the restroom. I quickly returned to my seat and asked B how it went. B was still reveling in the lewdness he had just experienced, giving me a thumbs up repeatedly, and still asked with some unease, "Is tonight really okay?" I smiled and said, "Don't rush, take it slow, and see what happens." Little B thought I was backing out and anxiously scratched his head, saying, "Brother, we're already fully prepared, you can't back out now, or we'll regret it for the rest of our lives!" I laughed heartily and said, "A man must be able to take things in stride, he must be shrewd. I've been waiting for this opportunity for a year." Little B was relieved after hearing this and repeatedly said, "I admire you, I admire you." Just then, I saw A helping his wife over. A winked at me, and I quickly said, "What's wrong? Did you drink too much? I looked for you in the bathroom for ages, but couldn't find you." My wife blushed and scolded me, "Where have you been? I'm drunk and you didn't even come! Your two friends got me completely drunk." Later, A said that while helping her vomit, he intentionally or unintentionally touched his wife's chest, but she didn't react. Seeing that it was getting late, I quickly said, "Let's go." After leaving the bar, my two friends said they hadn't booked a room yet and didn't know where to stay. I pretended to be very helpful and said, "You're unfamiliar with the area, I'll take you to book a room." We got into two separate taxis. In the taxi, I tentatively said to my wife, "It's late tonight, how about we stay out all night? It's been a long time since we've booked a room outside." My wife was already drunk and lay on the back seat, making "uh-huhs" sounds as if she agreed. I was thrilled.
Upon arriving at the hotel, we booked two rooms. After taking the elevator upstairs, I gave a signal, and we each went to our own rooms. Once inside, my wife vomited again, quickly washed up, and went to bed, barely dressed, feeling drowsy. Just then, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find A and B. They had clearly finished washing up and were wearing shorts and tank tops when they came in. I pretended to be uncomfortable and tried to send them away, but they said they hadn't had enough fun that night and wanted to continue drinking, so I couldn't refuse and let them in. My wife heard someone come in, briefly raised her eyelids, and I said my friends wanted to continue drinking with me. She mumbled something I didn't quite catch, then fell asleep again. The three of us relaxed a bit, feeling a little awkward inside. I turned up the TV volume so my wife wouldn't hear us talking. Then I suggested we have some more drinks, since I'd been so focused on getting my wife to drink that we hadn't actually had much ourselves. So I went downstairs and got another case of beer. The three of us started drinking. After half a case, the other two were already impatient, their eyes constantly glancing at the bed. I saw it was getting late, so I said, "Let's begin." The two who were initially eager looked at each other, seemingly at a loss after I said that. I smiled and said, "I'll go first, you watch."
So I went to my wife, knelt at the foot of the bed, and began to caress her. I started with her thighs. Her miniskirt was wrinkled on the bed, already quite high. I deliberately stroked her thighs, pushing the skirt up a bit more. At this point, her thong was faintly visible, and her pubic hair was also vaguely visible. I started to caress her breasts. I have to admit, her breasts are a bit small, a B cup, but with a push-up bra, it's not noticeable at all. They've sagged a bit after childbirth, but they're still more real than artificial ones. I started kissing her face and ears. She just hummed softly, without much reaction. I knew she was really drunk. That's fine, saves trouble. I lifted my wife's skirt up to her thighs and began kissing her genitals. She gradually became aroused. At this point, I put the blindfold I had prepared on her, signaled to A and B to dim the lights, and then we all got into bed. Strangely, looking back on my reaction, I felt no excitement or reaction during this crucial moment; everything seemed perfectly natural. Perhaps I had fantasized about this scenario countless times beforehand, and in reality, I lacked the initial excitement. This is my conclusion afterward. To prevent any accidents, I didn't have A and B undress. In case my wife woke up and found something amiss, we could still escape unscathed. It turned out I was right.
I first turned my wife over. She was now lying on her back in a V-shape on the bed. A and B started kissing her ears, cheeks, and neck from both sides, while I slowly rubbed her clitoris with one hand. Gradually, seeing that my wife wasn't resisting, we became bolder, and I started kissing her clitoris. The other two reached inside and began caressing my wife's breasts. Gradually, they unhooked her bra, exposing her breasts from her tank top, and started kissing them. I was giving her oral sex from below. Just as we were getting increasingly aroused and immersed in lust, my wife suddenly struggled, saying, "What are you doing?" and then tried to pull off her blindfold. Seeing the situation was bad, I quickly got up, grabbed my wife's hand, and immediately covered her mouth with mine. The other two stopped kissing in fright. My wife was still muttering, saying no. "Should I?" I whispered. "It's okay, it's okay," I said, kissing my wife while holding her hands to prevent her from removing the blindfold. Then, I gradually started kissing her nipples. My wife gradually stopped struggling and twisting her body from side to side until she stopped moving. Then, as I sucked and gently bit, her body began to move up and down in response. I knew that my wife had relaxed her guard and was starting to feel something. But I was still not sure if my wife was sober or drunk, whether she was willing or thought that I was alone. So I signaled to A to take out the vibrator I had prepared in advance. I had done my homework beforehand. In order to make my wife relax her guard, I brought out the vibrator, and it was fully charged. This thing had made my wife orgasm 7 or 8 times and squirt 3 or 4 times. My wife enjoyed it very much.
The two men were swallowing hard, anxious but helpless. Luckily, they had communicated many times beforehand and were very cooperative, following my instructions. After all, my wife is very conservative, this was her first time, and it was the best method, so I had to be very patient and wait for the right opportunity. Here, I want to thank the two brothers. After all, with a beauty lying in bed, it was difficult for them to cooperate step by step. However, for the smooth implementation later, they could only admire my plan. Enough of the small talk. Mr. A took the vibrator and went to the bedside with Mr. B, starting to use it to stimulate her breasts. When my wife stopped struggling and relaxed, I freed one hand, making it seem to my wife that I was the one using the vibrator. A stimulated his wife's nipples with the vibrator for a while, then placed it on her genitals, first gently touching her labia, then her clitoris. At this point, his wife began to moan. I stopped kissing her mouth and climbed to the foot of the bed, kissing her breasts, stomach, thighs, and calves. B, meanwhile, began to caress her breasts, thighs, and entire body, whispering, "Great body, you're so lucky, bro." By then, my mouth was on his wife's genitals. I slowly stood up, gesturing for A to come over. A understood and began kissing his wife's genitals. I was excited and took out my DV camera to film. At this moment, his wife, with the vibrator and the kisses from A and B, reached her first orgasm, letting out a cry as her thighs tensed and convulsed, releasing a lot of fluid. At this point, I was standing right by the bed watching them both start playing with my wife. B gestured for him to take over, so he started giving my wife oral sex. Meanwhile, A boldly pulled down his pants, knelt over my wife's head, and pulled out his already erect penis, bringing it close to her mouth. Overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure below, my wife no longer cared how many men were around; she opened her mouth and began to give her oral sex. A, enjoying it so much, couldn't help but moan. Thankfully, my wife didn't react otherwise. Then, B got even more excited and took out a vibrator, rubbing it against her while giving her oral sex. My wife's moans grew louder, as she diligently sucked and swallowed A's penis, occasionally spitting it out with a few shouts before continuing. Watching this scene, my penis was already bulging, and I was about to lose control. Suddenly, my wife convulsed and screamed. I knew she was about to climax, so I quickly went over and started kissing all her sensitive areas—ears, breasts, thighs. Suddenly, she screamed again, her body trembled as if electrocuted, and fluid gushed from her lower body, flowing onto the bed. Luckily, Mr. B dodged quickly, or he would have been sprayed in her face. Seeing that the time was right, I put down the DV camera, took off my clothes, and gestured for me to go first.
The other two also took off their clothes. I removed my wife's thong and skirt. She didn't resist much, but she stopped removing her blindfold and stopped muttering, probably sensing something. Growing bolder, I quickly undressed her. The other two were eager to start immediately, but I whispered, "I'll go first, you guys take your time." So, we started with the traditional missionary position and began thrusting. My wife's moans grew louder and louder, and the other two looked on in surprise. Afterwards, they said they never expected such a conservative and reserved woman to be so uninhibited in bed. I proudly said that this was one of my wife's advantages in bed—she was genuine and her moans were incredibly seductive, unlike prostitutes or some women who either sound fake or wail uncomfortably. After a few minutes of thrusting, I felt I was almost there, so I signaled to the other two. Mr. A, with his erection, immediately came over. My wife was still moaning, saying, "Don't stop, don't stop." Mr. A's size was bigger than mine, which made me a little jealous. When Mr. A entered, my wife sensed something and reached out to grab his body. I was a little nervous, so I quickly grabbed my wife's hand and started kissing her. My wife wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. At this point, B couldn't hold back any longer and went to the bedside, starting to kiss his wife. Under this stimulation, his wife had probably completely let her guard down, repeatedly shouting, "I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!" A couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, but since they were both wearing condoms, there was no need to worry. I habitually asked my wife, "Are you coming? Are you coming?" She gasped and said, "Yes, I'm coming!" Then, B instinctively went to the bedside, climbed on top of her, and began his third round of penetration. My wife reached another climax amidst the stimulation, and B also ejaculated. Then, I turned my wife over and adopted a doggy style position, while the other two rested beside us. My wife and I reached another climax amidst the stimulation.
Now, I grew bolder, having A lie on the bed while my wife and I adopted the woman-on-top position. My wife had completely relaxed amidst wave after wave of climaxes, screaming incessantly in physical pleasure. I had my wife lie on top of A from behind, and I started licking her anus. My wife quickly understood what I wanted to do and said no, no. But I thought to myself, this is a golden opportunity; I can't let it slip away. I'd tried masturbation before, but my wife was afraid of the pain, so I never succeeded, and she was quite resistant. Driven by desire, I wasn't afraid of getting dirty, so I started sucking, just like in porn movies. Fueled by alcohol, thankfully, I didn't feel anything. Gradually, my wife stopped resisting and started moaning incessantly, saying she couldn't take it anymore. I took out the glans cover from the vibrator; underneath it was a shark fin to stimulate her clitoris. I gradually increased the intensity, using the shark fin to stimulate her perineum and anus. My wife's juices flowed down her genitals. I slowly inserted the shark fin into her anus. Although she still resisted a little, it wasn't as intense anymore, and her anus slowly opened. Just as I was about to insert my penis, A yelled "Fuck!" I pulled back, and he grabbed my wife and thrust vigorously, reaching orgasm with her. B, having rested enough, went over and hugged my wife, who kept saying she couldn't take it anymore. Without thinking twice, B grabbed his wife from the front and penetrated her. He became more and more vigorous, grabbing her legs and carrying her to the carpet while standing. His wife screamed in unprecedented pleasure. I imitated a scene from an adult film, supporting his wife's waist and laying her flat from B's side. This position was something his wife had never done before, and it stimulated her to moan incessantly. She grabbed my arms with both hands, her nails digging hard, causing me pain, but I had to endure it. Afterwards, both of my arms were covered in bloody marks. The three of us got more and more excited, constantly changing positions, using almost every position we could find. My wife couldn't tell how many men were in her throes anymore, giving us oral sex while being penetrated. Finally, I started anal penetration, and my wife completely gave up resisting. A and B took turns lying on top of her, and I entered from behind. My wife's anus tightened, and I quickly stopped. The brothers below thrust in and out with perfect coordination, and my wife screamed loudly. I slowly began to thrust, and my wife's moans became more painful. I gradually slowed down, and then another man knelt at the head of the bed, and my wife began to give oral sex. What a spectacular 4P scene! My wife's painful sounds gradually turned into excited moans, indistinguishable between pain and pleasure. The three of us started to move more and more vigorously. I felt an unprecedented tightness from behind. Perhaps after so many years with my wife, and even after she had given birth, this was the first time I had felt such tightness. I excitedly thrust in and out, and quickly ejaculated.
A and B, being young and strong, continued thrusting simultaneously. My wife alternated between lying on top of me, being penetrated both her vagina and anus at the same time. She even squirted twice, and eventually, she almost fell asleep from the intense stimulation. I said with a pang of heartache, "You two bastards, going so hard on your first time!" The two guys were exhausted too, saying that having a wife like that was worth it even if they died. They both ejaculated, and I said, "Take off the blindfold; you've been wearing it all night." The two guys were terrified and quickly said, "No, no, you can take it off after we leave." I boldly removed the blindfold, telling the two guys to put their clothes back on and watch. My wife remained motionless, fast asleep, even snoring. I touched her tenderly and said, "It's okay, you're sleeping like this." We chatted for a while longer, exchanging experiences. They mainly praised my meticulous planning, while I said they cooperated very well. After a bit of mutual boasting, we said goodnight; it was already 5 a.m.
The next day, my wife and I slept until noon. When she woke up, I vaguely sensed something was wrong. She ignored me, lying in bed looking at her phone. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't answer. I asked her if she enjoyed it last night, but she didn't say anything. After a while, she said her anus hurt and accused me of penetration. I tentatively said no, no, I only inserted my finger a little, but she didn't believe me. I quickly changed the subject, showing her my bruised and battered arms. During this time, I mentioned those two friends, saying they had left, but my wife didn't respond at all. Did she already know everything that happened last night? My first 3P and 4P ended just like that, but I didn't dare ask my wife what she was thinking.

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