From rape to exchange

I've been married to my wife for five years, but we don't have children yet. My wife is a classic traditional beauty, with fair skin, much like the woman in the Olay commercials. Our married life was initially sweet, but after a while, it became dull and monotonous. Especially in our sex life, I initially tried new methods, techniques, and even porn, but my wife wouldn't cooperate; she was always reserved. She found porn disgusting, thinking that foreigners' penises were too big and terrifying. This disappointed me greatly. Not long ago, I saw a topic about pornography on a sex website that piqued my interest. I read all the articles and became incredibly fascinated, but my wife is so traditional; she definitely wouldn't accept it, so I had to give up. Then one day, I was chatting with a netizen who was a pornography expert. He had successfully persuaded my wife to participate in pornography and found it incredibly enjoyable. I told him about my troubles. He gave me a suggestion that immediately gave me hope. He told me that according to Freud, women actually have a deep-seated desire to be raped and to have sex with other men, but it's suppressed by traditional values. I asked, "What should I do?" He said, "You can break this bond and let your wife experience pleasure, then there won't be a problem." I said, "But my wife is completely unwilling to try, how can I break this bond?" He said, "Then let her try it. You can impersonate someone else and possess her, letting her experience pleasure. Even if she can't accept it, in the end she'll know it's you, and it won't matter anymore. Maybe it will succeed." I said, "Do you want me to pretend to be someone else and rape her?" He said, "It's not rape, just treat it as a different way of making love." After thinking about it for a few days, I decided to give it a try. Even if something went wrong, it wouldn't be a big deal, and my wife would accept it, after all, she's her husband. So I started planning this scheme. To prevent my wife from finding out, I specially ordered a realistic penis, the same size as the black man's penis in porn, which could be fitted onto my real penis. Then I prepared some other things. After everything was ready, I started to implement my plan. One Wednesday, after my wife left for work, I called in sick and then made some arrangements to make it look like someone was entering through the window. Because I live on the first floor, after setting everything up, I called my wife to say I'd be with clients that night and wouldn't be back until late. I also told her that there was some construction going on in the neighborhood and it would be a bit noisy, so she should make sure to close the balcony doors and windows when she got home. Then I patiently waited for her to come back. At 7 pm, my wife returned on time. She changed her shoes as soon as she entered the door and went into the bedroom to change into her pajamas, while I hid in the closet. Just as my wife finished changing and was about to leave, I quietly stepped out of the closet and suddenly hugged her from behind, taking out a handkerchief laced with ether that I had prepared beforehand and covering her mouth and nose. My wife immediately lost consciousness. Then I took off her pajamas and put her on the bed, then used the rope and blindfold I had prepared to tie her hands and eyes shut. My wife lay on the bed like a starfish, looking somewhat like a BDSM character. Then I used packing tape to gag my wife, and then I slowly started to wake her up. My wife gradually woke up, initially not knowing what was happening, but slowly she came to her senses and began to struggle desperately, but it was all in vain. I slowly unhooked my wife's bra, revealing her snow-white breasts. It was the first time I'd ever seen how sexy and alluring her breasts were. I began to rub her nipples repeatedly, and they slowly hardened. Although she continued to struggle, she paused briefly as I started rubbing them; I knew this meant a stimulating pleasure. Before this plan, I had deliberately abstained from sex with her for a long time. My hands began to roam over her body, constantly caressing her sensitive areas. I licked her entire body with my tongue, like a sauna attendant, gently and delicately licking her entire body, from her neck to her nipples, then her lower abdomen, thighs, and down to her toes. It was the first time I'd ever had such a delicate foreplay. My wife's struggles gradually transformed into a response to stimulation, no longer a aimless, violent struggle, but a rhythmic, side-to-side struggle. I saw that her panties were soaked with her vaginal fluid, forming a fan shape. Without hesitation, I tore off my wife's panties, revealing her delicate vulva. Her pink labia revealed a thin, pink slit, already damp with vaginal fluid. My wife's pubic hair was my favorite; unlike others' thick, black hair, it was lightly distributed above and to the sides of her vagina, giving it a youthful, childlike appearance. I put on my dildo, applied the pre-prepared lubricant, and gently inserted it into my wife's vagina. As soon as the head of my penis entered, my wife began to struggle, putting up a final resistance. I pressed down on her legs and thrust my hips in, slowly pushing it in. Although there was some resistance, most of it went in smoothly, which I hadn't expected. I had thought it would be difficult; it seemed my wife's vagina had a larger capacity than I imagined. As I pushed further in, her labia were stretched full and moved slightly inward. I suddenly pulled hard, and my wife groaned, tears streaming down her face. It seemed my wife's heart had been conquered. I began to thrust vigorously, each stroke penetrating deeply. Her vagina grew increasingly wet with each thrust, the flesh of her vagina moving in and out with each stroke. It seemed my penis had truly filled her vagina completely. I began to thrust wildly, my wife's struggles now transformed into rhythmic back-and-forth movements. I climbed down and kissed her deeply, her tongue swirling wildly in my mouth. I secretly loosened the rope binding her hands. My wife began to moan, initially trying to control herself, but later the sounds grew louder. With each thrust, she cried out loudly, her voice filled with desire and satisfaction. It was the first time I'd heard my wife moan so loudly. The fluid flowing from her vagina had soaked the sheets, and a large amount of white, beer-foam-like liquid gushed out. My wife's face was flushed with excitement; I knew she was close to orgasm. So I thrust even more wildly and vigorously. Suddenly, my wife grabbed me and moaned rapidly and loudly a few times, then collapsed onto the bed as if in a daze. I pulled out my penis, and a lot of fluid came out with it. I quietly packed everything up, left a prepared note by the bed, and then slipped out of my house. I hid all the tools and got home around 11 PM. My wife had already cleaned up the mess and was watching TV, obviously a pretense. The note by the bed was gone; I had actually left a message on it: "Call me if you miss me," and a QQ number that my wife didn't know. (By the way, I filmed the whole thing on DV.) For the next few days, I made excuses to come home late, and my wife, unusually, agreed without saying much. I hid at the company, surfing the internet and waiting for my wife to appear. Finally, I received a message from her. At first, she barely spoke, so I said to her, "You were so wet that day." She still ignored me. I said again, "Is my penis bigger than your husband's?" She still wouldn't answer. So I said I had filmed our encounter that day on DV. My wife finally said, "Why did you ruin my life?" I replied, "Life is diverse. Is it wrong to enjoy yourself and indulge a little? Besides, I never intended to ruin your life." After my persuasion, my wife gradually emerged from her trauma and started talking to me about everything. She even called me "husband" and "wife" online, though she didn't actually know it was her real husband. Next, I started the second part of my plan. I had my online friend, that *** expert, meet me. He was indeed tall and imposing; no wonder he attracted other men's wives. I discussed my plan with him, and he agreed to impersonate her, bringing his wife to meet me. His wife was very beautiful, a dancer with an amazing figure and a touch of allure in her eyes. She had a large, well-maintained bust. We went to his house, which was tastefully decorated, with large photos of his wife's performances on the walls. His wife chatted with us for a while before going to take a shower. Then, as planned, he went to my house. My sister-in-law came out of the shower wearing only a small towel. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. I pulled her head to the edge of the bed, letting it dangle so her mouth and throat were in a straight line. Standing taller, I pushed my penis as far as I could, all the way down her throat, until it was completely inside her mouth. I thrust forcefully into her mouth; this was my first time having sex. I started increasing the frequency of my hip thrusts...After a while, my penis was rock hard. I couldn't wait any longer and made her get off the bed, kneeling on the edge with her legs spread. I aimed at her buttocks, making sure my penis pressed comfortably against her bare vulva. With a thrust, the head of my penis parted her slightly closed labia, and my penis plunged deep into her deep and unfamiliar vagina. Because of the tension, my sister-in-law's body trembled violently, and I felt her vagina contract. She couldn't help but let out a soft "ah." I thrust in roughly and wildly, my hard penis rubbing against her tender flesh. I saw fine beads of sweat appear on my sister-in-law's smooth, fair forehead, and her pretty face twitched in pain with my piston-like movements. To ease the pain, my sister-in-law tried to spread her legs wider, trying to accommodate my thrusts. She closed her eyes, as if she could see her husband looking at her resentfully, watching me use the rights that only he had the right to exercise on her. I comfortably enjoyed the immense pleasure brought by the contractions of her soft vaginal walls. My sister-in-law's snow-white fingers gripped the sheets tightly, her delicate features contorted in pain, her slender eyebrows furrowed, and large beads of sweat mingled with tears on her smooth cheeks. Her sensual lips parted slightly, emitting soft, baby-like moans with each thrust. After another hundred or so thrusts, I reached my climax. With each contraction of her vagina, I abruptly withdrew my penis, causing her to turn and kneel beside me, opening her mouth. I forcefully forced my penis into her mouth, ejaculating streams of hot semen into Mrs. Wang's mouth with a loud "whoosh." I looked down and saw a stream of milky white semen flowing from her slightly swollen lips. When I finished, she was covered in my semen. I suddenly felt ashamed, because in the last moment, I had only thought of myself. She was wiping her beautiful face and neck with a towel, smiling at me. "Okay, are you feeling better now? Look at you, you came so much, it's all over me. But I'm so scared, my husband isn't as forceful as you. Next time you have to tell me in advance, don't do it like this. I wasn't prepared at all, and you came. Okay, let me wipe you clean." She leaned closer, but instead of using a towel, she used her mouth to clean my glans. I was touched by her actions. "I'm so lucky to have you as my wife!" I praised her. "Come on, don't praise me. Your wife would treat my husband like that too. You men all like that." That night, my wife specially wore a mini bodysuit that she didn't usually wear, to show off her figure. The white dress was very tight and quite short; she had to be very careful not to expose her thong. She also wore a very fitted bra that lifted her breasts, along with black lace stockings. A beautiful woman with a slim waist, long legs, and full breasts was extremely eye-catching. She also wore white stiletto heels; if she walked down the street, she would look like a wanton prostitute. (My wife and I had agreed beforehand that I would go on a business trip and be back in two days, so they could party to their hearts' content.) My online friend arrived as promised. My wife saw the man she had imagined having sex with for the first time, and she invited him into our room. He brought a bottle of red wine, poured a few glasses, and invited my wife to drink with him. He asked her to turn on the stereo and play some passionate music. He said, "This is the music for tonight's party." My wife asked him, "What kind of party?" He replied, "A late-night party!" "I want you to dance a sexy dance!" I didn't expect him to be so direct right from the start. The wife said, "Do you guys really think I should dance?" The older brother said, "Of course, you have to show off your juicy, tender pussy!" Hearing this, the wife gave a mischievous smile. The wife turned the music up louder, then stood up and began swaying her body back and forth, shaking her hips to the music. "Turn around, darling, let me see your ass." The older brother then shouted, "Wife, you can start taking off your clothes now, let me see how sexy you are." The wife smiled and slowly pulled down the straps of her clothes. As she took off her clothes, her full breasts bounced on her chest with the movement of undressing. I watched as my wife slowly pulled her clothes down to her hips, finally removing them completely. Then she reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and slowly revealed her breasts. My brother said, "Bend over, let me see your beauty." My wife hesitated for a moment; after all, I had never made such a blatant request before. She turned around, facing my brother with her backside, and slowly bent over, taking off her panties. Now, she was wearing nothing but her high heels. She climbed onto the bed in a position I had never even seen before, then raised one leg, revealing her pink vulva. The older brother immediately stripped naked and walked to his wife, Ma Qing. His wife carefully examined his penis and asked, "How big is your thing?" The older brother proudly replied, "20 inches long, seven inches in diameter." His wife said, "You mean, it's not at its biggest yet?" The older brother laughed and said, "Not yet, it's only half its size now." Good heavens, my penis is only 25 centimeters long! His wife licked her lips and asked, "Can I touch it?" The older brother immediately moved his body, presenting his penis to his wife. His wife said, "It's so black, and so soft." Saying this, she brought her head close to the penis, opened her mouth, and took it in. Then she slowly moved her head up and down, licking every part of the penis. She even pulled the penis up and licked its testicles. His wife had never given him oral sex before; he didn't know how she had suddenly become so wanton. It seemed the older brother was right. The older brother teased his wife by pulling his penis out of her mouth. His wife tried to put it back in, but he slapped her cheeks repeatedly with his own penis. His wife, Ma Qing, spread her legs, parted her labia, and said, "[Put it in.]" The older brother walked behind her and thrust hard. His thick, hard, black penis hardened, and my wife's pink-lipped vulva was penetrated by another man's penis for the first time. My wife moaned, "So good...so good." "[It's not...not all the way in yet...you...you push higher]," she said, hooking her legs around his waist, hugging him tightly so his penis could penetrate even deeper. The older brother said, "[Squeeze my penis tighter with your little cunt.]" The wife's cunt was gushing with wetness. The older brother began to thrust, his thick penis pumping in and out of her cunt, slapping against her buttocks with loud "slap! slap! slap!" sounds. His penis went deeper and deeper, and the wife began to shake all over, sometimes breathing heavily, sometimes sobbing. She kept moaning: "Ah, your old cock is so thick and strong, I feel so good, my cunt feels so good being fucked, oh my god, I can't take it anymore, your penis is so long, it's even inside my uterus, I'm...I'm done...!" "Ah...faster...I...am...coming...again...uh...harder...fuck...faster...harder...yeah..."The older brother thrust wildly and rapidly amidst his wife's moans, his glans hitting her clitoris with each stroke, penetrating deeper and deeper until his wife, Ma Qing, immediately reached orgasm. His wife moaned, "Please don't ejaculate inside my cunt." The older brother shouted, "I never ejaculate outside! I either ejaculate inside you or in your mouth!" His wife said, "My husband has never ejaculated in my mouth." His wife caressed his testicles, saying, "Ejaculate quickly, I want your semen!" The older brother began to moan, increasing the speed of his thrusts in his wife's cunt. It seemed he was about to ejaculate. He pulled out his penis and shouted, "Open your mouth!" Then he immediately moved his penis in front of his wife, who immediately raised her head and opened her mouth to take his penis in. It's unclear how much he ejaculated, but semen dripped from the corner of his wife's mouth onto her chest. After resting for a while, the older brother put on a condom again, roughly pulled his wife's body towards him, positioning her cunt against his penis. The wife said, "Do you want yours again?" The older brother pressed his black glans into the wife's moist, pink vulva. When his large penis suddenly filled the crevice, the intense penetration was amazing. It turned out his penis was even thicker and larger the second time; truly impressive. His penis penetrated about 20 centimeters, seemingly all the way in, reaching the wife's uterus. The older brother pulled his penis out a large portion, and then, with great speed, forcefully thrust it into his wife's vagina. This time it went in even deeper, and he repeated his previous technique, thrusting deeper and faster each time. Under the older brother's vigorous thrusting, the wife reached orgasm and began to utter vulgar words, "Fuck me faster, ~~so good~~yes, right there, fuck my little cunt harder! ~~good~~good~~~don't stop~~~~fuck deeper, my little cunt is not only being fucked by my husband's penis, but also by your penis!" The older brother, with his extraordinary stamina, finally slowed down after his wife's third orgasm. "Why did you stop?" his wife complained. "I want your ****!" she moaned. "I'll fuck you again, but I want to fuck you from behind," the older brother replied. His wife said, "What! From behind? No, I've never done that before." The older brother roughly grabbed his wife's hair, forced her into a doggy-style position, and ordered her, "Move your little cunt away, my **** is going to fuck your slutty asshole." His wife obediently moved her body, slowly letting the older brother's penis leave her. A moment later, it was completely pulled out. The older brother moistened his finger with saliva, smeared it on his wife's anus, then inserted a finger and began thrusting. After a while, he inserted another finger and continued thrusting until he had inserted a third. His wife continued moaning. "Husband, my ass is going to be fucked by another man too!" The older brother felt it was about time, pressed his glans against his wife's anus, and slowly inserted it. My wife screamed even louder, "Oh, slower... slower..." Then penetration went more smoothly; the older brother had inserted about 20 centimeters. His huge black penis was inside my beautiful wife's anus. My wife started moving her hips, automatically helping him thrust. The older brother started speeding up his penetration, and my wife's body swayed back and forth, her hair flying in the air, her breasts bouncing on her chest. Twenty seconds later, my wife reached another orgasm. Soon after, the older brother's wife said, "Come on! I'm fucking you, open your mouth!" The older brother pulled his penis out, and my wife immediately turned around. He then inserted his penis, which had just been inside her anus, into her open mouth, and a large gush of white semen shot into her mouth. Does every woman need a lover?! There's a saying that "a devoted woman is betrayed by a heartless man." Is it really true that women are more devoted and men are more fickle? I am not a feminist, but I do not believe that women are more devoted and men are more fickle, nor do I believe that "being fickle" is a male prerogative. Ask yourself: who isn't attracted to beauty? "Everyone has a love of beauty," and this applies to both men and women. In today's society, Chinese women have taken off their aprons and put on professional attire. Women's political, economic, and familial status has greatly improved, and the lament of "feminine dominance over masculinity" is an undeniable fact. However, in this modern society that advocates gender equality, while men boast about "keeping the home fires burning while having affairs" and use it as a source of pride, women are bound by so-called "womanly virtues." The thought and act of "having an affair" are shameful for women, and they even endure the pangs of conscience and the torment of their souls for occasional emotional or physical infidelity. Is this fair? Don't lament that the world is going downhill and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be. In today's world, cohabitation is outdated, one-night stands are a thing of the past, same-sex marriage is legal, so what's wrong with a woman having a lover? Infidelity is a universal human trait, a prevalent phenomenon in society. Both men and women have an inherent tendency to stray. If we disregard moral, reputational, and ethical constraints, every woman subconsciously feels the need for a lover. From a humanistic or physiological perspective, women do indeed need a lover. A lover is a spice, allowing a woman to rediscover the feeling of first love. In the mundane and monotonous life, what else, besides a lover, can make a woman weary of the daily grind feel like a princess in a fairy tale again? A lover keeps a woman feeling like she's in love. A lover will never make her cook or do the dishes. He'll always say, "Honey, what do you want to eat? Are you hungry?" But a husband, after get off work, always has a cigarette in his mouth, his sweaty feet resting on the coffee table, lazily flipping through the newspaper and watching TV, occasionally yelling, "Is dinner ready? I'm starving!" A lover understands romance better than a husband. When a woman tries to admire the moon with her husband on a full moon night, he might impatiently say, "What's so special about the moon? You're crazy!" Meanwhile, her lover might text, "Baby, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, I miss you..." When a woman buys a bouquet of roses and painstakingly prepares a candlelight dinner for their wedding anniversary, her husband might glare at her and say, "Why spend that money? We're an old married couple, all you do is waste money!" No matter how much effort a woman puts into surprising her husband, she always ends up disappointed. But her lover, on the other hand, is always overjoyed by any gift a woman gives him, always saying, "Baby, you're so sweet!" followed by a lingering kiss and a passionate hug. A lover always satisfies a woman's vanity. A lover will spend the whole day shopping with you, admiring the dazzling array of goods, constantly saying, "Honey, this dress is so beautiful, you'll look amazing in it, want to try it on?" "Honey, this handbag goes perfectly with your black dress, want to buy it?" But a husband, even if he reluctantly accompanies you shopping, is always distracted. When you linger in front of high-end clothing, he'll make an excuse to leave: "I'm going outside for a smoke!" When you try on a beautiful outfit and ask for his opinion, he'll say, "You already have so many clothes in your closet, why buy more?" A lover will always respect a woman's feelings. When a woman finishes washing up, puts on sexy lingerie, and tenderly sends loving messages to her husband, he might frown and say, "I'm tired, I'm not producing any testosterone for you anymore, I want to sleep." But a lover at this moment will shower the woman with compliments, shower her with tenderness, and constantly ask how she feels: "How are you? How are you feeling?" A lover is always a woman's best listener, a woman's confidant. Women need understanding and support, but husbands are not always the best option. The love between spouses often fades in the realities of life; there's little time for communication and a lack of a calm, peaceful atmosphere. Women often complain about their husbands: they lack humor, they're not hardworking enough, they're not considerate enough—it's unbearable! But who can they confide in? Who can understand their troubles at work and in life? All of this can be confided in a lover. Because there are no shared conflicts, they can be more tolerant of each other; because they don't live under the same roof, they can communicate more effectively. Faced with your troubles, your lover won't find you annoying, nor will he scold you for being idle; he will only gently comfort you… A lover brings a faint rainbow of love into our lives; a lover makes our ordinary lives extraordinary. A lover possesses all the virtues that a husband lacks. If a woman never has a lover in her life, or rather, never has a lover in her heart, then she is not a complete woman. Since the beginning of time, ancient teachings have repeatedly emphasized that "a woman should possess the virtues of gentleness, kindness, respect, and humility." In ancient times, stories abounded of men proudly abandoning their wives while women humbly pursued them, leaving women feeling frustrated and yearning for release. Thankfully, for modern women, the era of begging for marriage is over. With the improvement of women's socioeconomic status and education levels, their desire for independence and self-realization has continuously strengthened."Passing through the thicket without a single petal clinging to you" is no longer a male prerogative. Faced with men's anger and women's disdain, we must say it again: Women, what's wrong with having a lover?

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