[Qiqi can't sleep] [We women are human too! We need mental liberation even more!]

A Young Woman's Heartfelt Words: It's late! Qiqi can't sleep.

We women are human too! We need mental liberation even more!

I'm a playful young woman. Why do I call myself a young woman? I was born in 1983,

and I'm 25 this year. Many 25-year-old women are still single and living the life of aristocratic ladies.

Many of female classmates are still unmarried. Honestly, as a member of the post-80s generation,

not many girls, especially in big cities like Beijing and Shanghai, get married as early as I do. So, you

can It's not excessive self-praise, haha!

I met my husband when I was 21, during an internship at his company. He was probably my

senior in the field.

I didn't have much of an impression of him at first; he wasn't exactly handsome. At that time, I was still into boys like the

Korean actor "Yoon." But after spending more time with him, especially since men are often most

attractive at work, his wit, his sharpness, and his decisiveness deeply attracted me… After I started paying attention to him, I

realized he was actually quite handsome. Damn! There was a woman with him at the time, a very beautiful, charming, but

also very domineering woman (perhaps it's due to a woman's intense jealousy, hence this name, please understand!).

Later, taking advantage of a crisis between them, I seized the opportunity and won her over!

After winning over my husband, I discovered that men need to be "trained," not managed, but "trained"! Managing them will make them resentful, and

in the it will inevitably backfire. "Training," on the other hand, is a process of adjustment, sorting, and gradually

managing... slowly, he will submit to your management! Haha... without realizing it, he will lose himself and become

completely dependent, obedient, and compliant! (Am I not cunning! A sly little young woman?)

We got married quickly (damn, quick and decisive! Otherwise, things could fall apart!).

Not long after , we became very familiar with each other, spending every day together. Plus, we were

both busy with our own work, so it was quite a long time since we'd been intimate. Even when we did make love, it was always rushed, and often he would

n't even kiss me. I remember when we first started having an affair, every secret, passionate kiss we shared in the office hallway

was so intoxicating, so deep, so unforgettable. Each kiss made me tremble,

his large hands roaming under my skirt, stirring my heart... Damn it! It

hasn't even been a year, and this guy won't touch my lips again! I'm a little annoyed! Later, a very

open-minded female classmate from university came to Beijing. She was very flirtatious, her voice so alluring and seductive, and my husband was completely captivated

. After dinner with her, on the way home, my husband seemed unusually excited. While driving, he kept

finding opportunities to kiss me; the long-lost tenderness seemed to have returned! When we got home, without even turning on the lights, we

practically crawled into each other's arms and started making love wildly on the floor... That time

was truly wild, something we'd never experienced since we got married... During sex with my husband, I asked

him if he wanted to sleep with my classmate? My husband said he wanted to, and I told him to imagine himself having sex with her!

He became incredibly excited! Actually, both of us felt great because the emotional connection made sex more

intense and stimulating, elevating our love! That's when I started to understand. Love

needs variation, and sex is a game—a game for two people in love! And the quality of the game can

transcend mere emotions. That's why humans, these supposedly higher animals, invented "swapping games"! This game is

truly intriguing…a sophisticated and fun game indeed!

Later, I discovered couples' websites, and when I introduced them to my husband, he was very interested! Finally, I

gradually got him hooked. Since our lives have been enriched with these games, our love

has become even more beautiful, and we understand and love each other even more! Honestly, my parents are both university professors, and I

was raised with traditional values of obedience and virtue, so we were quite conflicted. But

we discovered the wonders of it all, and we found joy in it! Life is short, so why not

live it to the fullest and enjoy it?

All this rambling intro is just to find some logic and explanation for my promiscuity! I received a good university

education, was born into a family of highly educated intellectuals, and lived in the prosperous 1980s. I have a kind and honest

husband, and a great career that I love… but I'm just incredibly playful! The more extraordinary and exciting

the game, the more I want to try it! Maybe I really am promiscuous, shameless, and lewd! But my shameless husband likes it even more

and goes crazy for it! Do you like it? Now, let me tell you a story about my first time with a single man:

It was when we first saw other people's 3P pictures online that my husband and I blushed and our hearts pounded

. During sex, we imagined myself with another stranger for the first time, and my husband was very excited.

Needless to say, I was even more excited… Later, my husband said, "Why don't you just find someone you like online?" We searched

for a long time . Until the person "Small Town Story" appeared. He claimed to be from Dalian, stayed in

Beijing after graduating from university, and had just gotten married. He recounted discussing "swapping games" with his wife, only to be

scolded ! He seemed very honest and endearing. After several exchanges of letters, I gradually became more accepting

. He frankly told us he had once had a threesome, and it

started off very nerve-wracking because both parties were cautious, fearing it was a scam, so the whole process wasn't

perfect. His story sounded very real and credible; his correspondence suggested he was trustworthy.

We didn't chat on QQ—I've never liked chatting with strangers online on QQ—we always

communicated via email. Finally, we decided to take a significant step forward! That morning, I

sent him a short message online: saying that if he had time and was willing, he could come to my house that evening!

He replied around noon, saying he was very willing, but wondered if

my husband could handle it if we were to meet in person; he didn't want anything unpleasant to happen! Actually, by the afternoon

I was a little hesitant, a little scared. It wasn't so much about whether my husband could accept it, but rather whether I

could really let go!

He sent me three emails in a row, which I didn't reply to at first. Later, my husband encouraged me, saying, "If it feels good, then go for it."

We figured if we didn't have a proper chat, we could just have a cup of tea! After all, we didn't know each other!

We arranged for him to come over to my place after dinner at 8 pm. We gave him our apartment complex address; he also

lives in Zhongguancun, and we live near Peking University, so it was convenient. I specifically told him:

no green onions or garlic for dinner, and he needed to shower

before ! (I'm a bit of a clean freak, aren't I?) We made him shower beforehand so we wouldn't

spoil the special atmosphere by showering at my place!

At 8 pm sharp, he arrived at the entrance of our complex as agreed, and my husband went out to meet him. When my husband went out, he saw

a tall young man at the gate, wearing glasses and looking quite refined. Because it was winter, and

I don't know if it was the cold weather or his inner panic, my husband said he saw him shivering in the wind…

When my husband led him home, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV, not looking at him. Actually, my heart was pounding

, after all, in a little while I might be that close to a strange man… I was uneasy…

He

stood awkwardly at the door. My husband said, "Take off your shoes and come in!" He took off his shoes, his eyes fixed

on me. It was very warm in my house at the time, and for the game, I was wearing a black, sheer, mid-length,

baggy maternity dress, with black stockings and plain

gray cotton underwear (because I would take off the underwear in the game, I hadn't deliberately chosen a sexy one).

I glanced at him; he seemed surprised. I asked what was wrong. He said, "I've only ever seen pictures online before

. Seeing a real person today, and a living one at that, feels like a dream!" I said, "You're so sweet!"

My husband said it was hot inside and I should take off my coat. After taking it off, he timidly sat down on the sofa. My husband

offered him a cigarette, but he said he didn't smoke. My husband lit one for me. As I exhaled a smoke ring

, I glanced at him again, and he was still staring at me blankly… We all paused for a moment, then burst

into laughter!

My husband brought out the red wine he had prepared beforehand and poured it for everyone. He turned off the TV (watching TV is distracting and

the atmosphere isn't right!), and we also turned off the main lights in the living room, lit a few large candles…

Enya's songs were playing softly from the stereo… The atmosphere softened considerably, filled with an ambiguous feeling

…

I reclined on a small double sofa opposite them, my legs, clad in black stockings, swinging back and forth,

my pointed black high heels, specially chosen for the game, swaying to the music. He looked at me with a

dazed … I stood up and swayed into the bedroom… Both men stared silently as I walked into

the bedroom…

My husband entered and asked if the game could continue. I said, "If you're willing, then go ahead! Don't regret it later! And don't bring

this up again!"

My husband ran out with a lewd grin, as if he were

the ! Damn it!

After a while, my husband came in alone. He said he had discussed with "Small Town Story" what to do.

I asked, "What to do?" My husband said, "Let's do it together!" Then he pulled me tightly into his arms, his burning

lips instantly capturing mine, his wet tongue swirling inside... He

pulled off my underwear, let me rest my head on his lap, and covered me with the blanket. He leaned

down, and we kissed passionately... His hands kneaded my breasts... My heart began

to race... My hips swayed, my breathing quickened...

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands pry open my legs, and my heart skipped a beat! It was him, "Small Town Story,

" who buried his head under the covers. He was completely naked, frantically licking my feet... my calves... my thighs...

down to my groin... I trembled all over, lying limply in my husband's arms, trying to entwine my tongue with

his ... When I opened my eyes, I saw my husband staring intently at me, probably

surprised by my arousal. I quickly closed my eyes again, clinging tightly to my husband,

probably to hide my uncontrollable agitation…

“Small Town Story” had already licked my vulva with his tongue, his long tongue dancing between my labia

, and I couldn’t help but moan… I twisted my hips rapidly… my thighs tightly clamped around “Small Town

Story’s” head…

the pleasure was unbearable, I yanked off the blanket, and saw “Small Town Story”

covered in sweat from under the blanket, or perhaps from licking my vaginal fluids… his wet face

looked incredibly sexy! My husband turned me around, “Small Town Story” knelt in front of my face, and my husband

, behind me, pressed my buttocks and thrust his already hard member into my vagina… Ah! So

good! I happily took "Small Town Story's" clean, white thing into my mouth... sucking hard...

I knelt down, sucking "Small Town Story's" penis, while my husband thrust into me from behind... The only sounds in the room

were the sucking sounds of my penis and the wet, squelching sounds of my husband's big penis hitting my genitals...

Please tell me... is this a threesome? It's truly a mind-blowing moment! A woman,

truly having one man thrusting into her from below and another sucking on her from above, is so blissful, so exciting, so stimulating, so satisfying!!! Being loved and manipulated by two men

at the same time is something any woman would want, especially me, an

incredibly playful little slut! I shouted loudly without restraint, enjoying every part of my body...

...

(To be continued)

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