Our husband and I have been together for 12 years

(I)
This is my wife's true story, absolutely no resemblance to actual events!

My wife and I are both born in the 80s. We started dating in college, got married after knowing each other for many years, and have a very deep relationship.
Now we're over 30, and our usual sex life has lost all passion. We rarely get an erection anymore, so
now it's usually a threesome or group sex.
I remember it was around 2005, we were both in our early 20s. I had just graduated from university, and my wife was still in
graduate school. We encountered the 2005 bull market, borrowed tens of thousands of yuan, and bet our entire savings. The good
times only lasted three months before the 517 stock market crash, and we lost everything. We were very depressed.
So our daily routine consisted of playing StarCraft and browsing various adult forums. Back then, there probably wasn't a "perverted forum" yet.
Spending so much time on these forums changed my mindset. The posts from various "experts" constantly stimulated me. I wanted to
go out and find prostitutes, but I didn't have the money, so I would chat idly with various netizens in online groups.
It was during this time that I met "God A," our forever best friend and big brother. Back then, it was called
"Red River Valley
." He posted, and I PM'd him to get in touch. I remember it was a post about him at a club in Hepingli, Beijing, about uniforms, teacher role-playing, and
all sorts of stimulating things—the kind that makes you masturbate after reading it.
We chatted for a long time, our interests were very similar, so we talked about everything, and we knew each other's basic situations,
calling each other brothers.
One day I sent him a picture of my wife, and God A immediately drooled, jokingly saying,
"Damn, bro, such a beautiful girlfriend, it's a shame she's not making AVs!"
That's how popular it was back then. He didn't mean anything by it, but I took it to heart. Actually, my
wife had been living together for three years, and we were tired of all the positions and ways of playing. I always wanted
to try something more exciting, like exhibitionism, SM, outdoor sex, etc.
So I went along with A-God and said, "Haha, not bad, right? We should take some revealing photos to remember the occasion.
I'd appreciate your guidance, bro!"
This is where the crucial turning point, or rather, the turning point of our sexual happiness, begins.
A-God knew I had this in mind, so he and I devised a very detailed
plan to seduce my wife.
Did we succeed? Of course, we did.
Perhaps because my wife is naturally more open-minded due to her foreign language background, and she's also the arts and culture representative in her department, it didn't take much
effort to persuade her. She gradually became involved with A-God and me.

At first, we took some ordinary photos. A-God and I both liked stockings and high heels, so we focused on those themes
. At the time, we were financially strapped, so A-God mailed us a lot of very high-end clothes and shoes.
Women are naturally fond of beauty and love to be praised. A-God was incredibly sweet-talking, praising my wife every day, making her overjoyed. Not only
would I chat with A-God and send him photos, but my wife would also frequently chat with him herself. The roles, the lighting,
the ISO—we practically became professional photographers!
After a while, neither A nor I were satisfied with just shooting model-style photos. So, under A's gentle
guidance , the scale gradually expanded, becoming similar to AV covers: touching breasts,
masturbation, urination, dildos, nipple clamps, even outdoor exposure, etc. Except for not showing faces, A basically
shot every theme he wanted.
But photography is just photography; the stimulation doesn't reach the mind or the body.
A had always maintained a high-class image and had always hidden
the fact that he regularly visited prostitutes from my wife.
But one day during a video chat, my wife and I were having sex, and A was observing and giving guidance. We were all getting carried away
, and he let it slip.
A-God exclaimed, "Wow, that pose, that flexibility,
even better than the art school girl I played with for 1000 yuan last time!"

"1000 yuan?" my wife asked.
"Yeah, I'd be willing to pay 2000 yuan if you guys let me play with you." We
were speechless for a moment. Back then, we were still a bit conservative. Besides videos and photos, we hadn't
considered actually playing with other people. We always felt it wasn't clean and might involve diseases. But 2000 yuan
was too tempting. At that time, the monthly salary in Wuhan was only a little over 1000 yuan. What did 2000 yuan mean
? The internal struggle was long, probably over a month. I won't go into the details of the mental battles we went through,
but anyway, A-God came to Wuhan, played with us for three days, and generously spent 5000 yuan.
My wife's attitude completely opened up, and mine even more so. Far from feeling humiliated,
I actually found it exciting that my wife was playing with other people. So, my wife started doing part-time work.
Yes, back then it was called part-time. She attended classes and wrote papers during the day, and worked part-time at night to earn money. I'm sure you all know
what that means.
There were many kinds of part-time jobs: 1. Streetwalking: This was too low-class. The customers were mostly migrant workers and poor losers. It was a bit dirty,
unsafe, and easy to get caught. The fees were also very cheap. My wife is so beautiful, and she only charged 100
yuan for oral sex. Sometimes she would even be cheated out of her job, which was ridiculous. Now she only does it occasionally, mainly for the psychological
thrill.
2. Hotel escort: This was safer, but I couldn't see the process, so it felt a bit
lacking
. 3. Club part-time work: This is what you sometimes see in high-end clubs as "respectable women." Don't be
skeptical; there's a world of difference between "respectable women" and "professionals." Even seasoned veterans can tell the difference at a glance. I couldn't watch this
in person , I could only hear my wife talk about it, so it was a bit boring
. 4. The most fun was the hotel threesome. I'd pose as a customer and recruit people for threesomes or group sex.
It was really interesting, but opportunities like that were rare.
Anyway, by the time my wife graduated in 2009 and we got married in 2010, I
'd enough to buy a car and a house in Wuhan.
Of course, by then I'd also found my niche, my business was doing very well, and I was completely worry-free.

Because of this relatively long part-time experience, about three years, my wife and I had become quite
open-minded .
"God A" would often come to Wuhan, and we'd always have sex without condoms. I've lost count of how many times, but it was definitely a monthly occurrence.
I'll definitely come and play once.
One of my most vivid memories is of our wedding, which was held during the October 1st holiday in 2010.
We basically finished all the preparations by the 28th.
A-god came and gave us a huge red envelope.
Of course, we had to play! A very creative theme: humiliating the bride.
My wife, like a little girl in her pure white wedding dress, was shy, beautiful, and charming, but we showed her
no mercy. We interrupted, roared, sat on her face, made her do a "dragon drill," used various instruments to penetrate her vagina, inserted her vagina with the heel of her wedding shoe
, fist-fucking, used "holy water," and so on. We
played all night long. I think that was the last time I did "seven times in one night." A-god was almost exhausted too
; perhaps the role of the bride was just too tempting. He almost didn't have the energy to entertain relatives and friends on October 1st
.
Seven years have passed, and we're both approaching 40. My wife is still plump and lovely, with fair and delicate
skin that looks like it could be broken with a touch. She looks like she's only in her early 20s. The grandmothers at our child's kindergarten all call her "little girl.
" In the summer, she walks down the street in a skirt, attracting the attention of many lecherous men. Haha, life can still be passionate, though
it happens less often.
My wife is relatively free now, working as a high school subject teacher. She's also organized a high-end
activity group, which she occasionally joins. Meeting is fate; not meeting is just passing by.
(II)
The previous post, just a few words, surprisingly received a lot of positive feedback. Many friends added me on QQ
to discuss their feelings, hoping I could write in more detail. But that would be like writing a novel! Actually, I don't have that level of skill. I
can only say that this time I'll try to record the events in more detail.
Looking
back, it was a very long process. It took us many years before we finally
took that substantial step.
My wife and I were college classmates. We started dating in our sophomore year, and after graduation, I started working. We
only started having sex more than two years later. So, it took more than five years of deep affection to nurture everything that followed.
In college, my wife was the petite, pretty type. There were many girls in the college,
so she wasn't exactly the most beautiful girl in her class or department.
She was 158cm tall, not particularly long-legged, weighed 50kg, a little plump, with a large C-cup, fair
skin , a baby face, and cherry lips. She definitely turned heads on the street. Because
there were more girls than boys in our school and major, I didn't have much competition to win her over. I got her in just a few rounds,
haha .
At that time, I didn't realize how good my wife was. She was my type, and if I had to point out
anything particularly good about her, it would be that she was very gentle, had a beautiful voice, and was the arts and culture minister of my department, so she could
dance and sing.
During our sophomore and junior years, living in the dorms meant mostly just romantic moments like touching legs and breasts, and
casual .
My wife came from a strict family, and although she was lively, she was very conservative when it came to sex, a complete "good girl."
It took two years of persuasion before she reluctantly agreed to move in with me in the second semester of our senior year. Compared to other couples who went straight to a hotel and had
sex right after starting a relationship, our progress was incredibly slow.
Moving in together at the beginning wasn't anything special either; it was just regular condom sex, we never even tried oral sex.
It wasn't until I entered the workforce and left that teacher's college where there were far more women than men that I realized my wife's looks were
truly exceptional, one in a hundred. Without comparison, there's no true appreciation.
After starting work, my older colleagues took me to a brothel. The so-called "top prostitutes" were, in my opinion, just
the least rotten among the grotesque; it would take real courage to actually penetrate them. My wife, a graduate student in a STEM field,
was completely outstanding. She constantly told me about being approached, having numerous suitors confessing their feelings.
Fortunately, I was "all talk and no action," managing to fend off wave after wave of competitors and prevent my wife from leaving. Instead,
this beauty fell head over heels for me, a complete loser, determined to marry no one but me and obeying my every whim. Thinking about it, it was quite
an accomplishment.
After graduating, I worked for a while, but due to disagreements with my boss, I quickly lost my job.
With nothing to do while unemployed, I spent my days at home online, posting, browsing forums, and chatting. As mentioned before,
I met "God A" by chance.
"God A" is five years older than me, a local Beijinger. Under his guidance, I learned many
ways to play that I had never heard of or seen before, and experienced many pleasures I had never imagined.
Many people PM me asking, "What is the Beijing Hepingli Club
?" I was fortunate enough to be taken there once by God A, and it was indeed extremely interesting. Later, we learned many of the games
from the club.
For example, the real classroom setup, the beautifully dressed female teachers, and all sorts of novel games—it truly opened my eyes at
that time. The feeling of being completely exhausted after going once was truly
unforgettable, making me want to go a second and third time…
But let's leave the club aside for now and talk about how I embarked on the path of cuckoldry, which was actually thanks to God A.
I
believe all men have this mentality: having a beautiful wife to take out is a matter of pride, and
I'm no exception, unless my wife is too ugly to take out.
After getting to know "God A," I smugly sent him some photos of my wife. In his
honest opinion, she wasn't SS-class (her legs weren't long enough, and she wasn't tall enough), but she
was S-class. Her fair skin was incredibly beautiful, and besides, she wasn't ugly to begin with—delicate features, a curvaceous
figure, and flawless skin—she was practically perfect.
As a fellow "wolf" (a slang term for a lecherous man), I always wanted to get my hands on beautiful women, regardless of whether they were their wives. "God A"
didn't directly say he wanted to sleep with my wife, because if I wasn't the magnanimous type, we might lose a friend
. So he subtly suggested that such a beautiful wife should be shown off more often, to get compliments, and he also introduced
me to several forums for couples to connect.
From that point on, I uncontrollably embarked on the path of wife-swapping.
At first, I was just curious about the posts, pictures, and experiences shared by the "experts" on the forums, but after seeing so many, I became...
After the initial impact, I contacted the original poster privately to understand their psychology, and then it all became clear.
It turned out that doing this wasn't disrespectful to my wife, nor did it mean I didn't love her;
rather, it was an expression of my deepest love for her. I completely agree with this now.
By this time, my wife had been with me for several years, and our relationship was excellent.
I initially thought she would strongly object to me posting pictures on the forum, but surprisingly, it didn't take much effort to communicate with her. She didn't criticize me and was very accepting of me taking photos of her. She would even do her makeup specially for each photoshoot, and she cooperated fully
in finding clothes and environments . Of course, initially, most of the photos I posted on the forum were everyday photos, nothing too revealing, maybe a bikini . Even with such minor photos, the forum replies were always dozens of pages long, endless, and the abundance of praise greatly satisfied my wife. Perhaps this is what it feels like to . Having photos admired and cherished by others greatly satisfies a woman's vanity. I also diligently practiced my photography skills, hoping to take better photos to satisfy my wife. I suspect that "A-God" (a nickname for a photographer) has passed a professional photography level eight exam, so we would ask him many technical questions . My wife would also chat and video call with him. Gradually, we became like close friends, sharing everything. During this time, we even went to Beijing several times, and under A-God's guidance, we took many outdoor photos with a high-heeled and stockings theme. Of course, these weren't particularly explicit; they just brought us closer to A-God. After my wife posted her photos on the forum, she gradually gained a considerable number of followers. Later, she uploaded some more revealing photos, and suddenly she became a celebrity. I remember that my online name at that time was: "Pure one second, lewd the next," and the style reflected this name. Just like the celebrity photoshopped images by various Photoshop masters, the left picture is innocent: the wife is wearing a pure white dress, only half of her jade-like arms are visible, and a sparkling wedding ring is on her baby-pink little hand. Looking down, pink wedge heels and flesh-colored stockings accentuate her perfect legs and feet. Her round face is adorned with meticulous and innocent makeup, and her neatly styled hair is held back with a bow-shaped headband. Her fair legs are slightly crossed, and she sits demurely on the sofa with a kind smile, looking like a pure and happy young woman. The right picture is lewd: the white dress has mostly fallen down, revealing , with pink nipples the size of soybeans standing erect. The black vibrating egg and nipple clamps seem barely able to hold these nipples that are about to take flight; she's clearly in heat. Her once innocent face was now flushed crimson, her cherry-like mouth wide open, a long, thin dildo almost entirely submerged within it. Her delicate neck showed a slight bulge in her throat, indicating deep throating had reached its limit. Her slightly crossed legs had formed an M-shape on the sofa; her skirt remained on, but her panties had been moved to her ankles. Her vulva was spread wide, her pink clitoris glistening with glistening vaginal fluid. In the center of her vulva, a pair of delicate pink hands gripped a massive dildo, forcefully thrusting it into her vagina. Vaginal fluid flowed down to her anus… And her anus wasn't idle either, where a thick, black dildo sat prominently! The stockings on her legs were torn from the thighs down to her straight calves, the toes of the stockings were soaked with a white puddle of semen from the soles of her shoes, and her lustful, pearly toes protruded restlessly inside the transparent stockings… During that period, I posted about ten sets of photos like this, receiving countless PMs, keeping my QQ constantly buzzing with messages. Many people asked me to buy photos and do private photoshoots. Before 2005, I hadn't considered it. The stock market was booming every day, my account could increase by thousands or even tens of thousands in a single day , and photoshoots were hard work, so I refused them all. After the stock market crash of 2005, I was disheartened, liquidated my assets, and ended up with a mountain of debt. I went out to work, earning only 2000-3000 yuan a month . I had also done outdoor photoshoots with A-God before, and my wife was accepting of it, so earning some money through private photoshoots at this point was only natural . Back then, shooting for 1-2 hours could earn you 300 yuan, which was pretty good. The pressure was immense; I desperately needed money, so I embarked on this path of earning. Everything that followed happened subtly after that initial step. Many couples can easily take the first step of taking photos and posting them on forums, but it's incredibly difficult for the wife to take the step of having an affair with another man. Perhaps a trigger is needed. A set of photos cost 50 yuan without showing the face. Initially, I sold 200-300 sets a month in forums and groups selling high heels and stockings. Gradually, I built several fan groups; if you include inactive followers, that's tens of thousands. Managing them was extremely difficult, and selling the photos was hard work because once someone got them, they would spread like wildfire, completely uncontrollable. Selling too many also raised security concerns. Then the "femme fatale" incident happened, and things stopped for a while. Thankfully, no photos showing the face ever leaked, or it would have been incredibly embarrassing. Now, you can hardly find any online, which is good. I don't sell pictures anymore, so I mainly do private photoshoots. Many people who saw the pictures admired me and wanted to meet me in person; that's a real thing . There are netizens all over the country, people who come on business trips, or people who stop by while driving. I remember a guy from Heilongjiang who did nothing but come to Wuhan 3-4 times just to take pictures, but in the end, I didn't get to meet him, and I feel a little guilty towards him. Private photoshoots aren't like the kind online where people strip naked and masturbate. Usually, the photographer brings the equipment, arranges the location, the costumes, the scene, and his wife poses. If you like high heels and stockings, it's just wearing stockings, adjusting the shoes, close-ups of feet and legs, nothing explicit. Many of the stocking pictures you see online are taken like this. My wife is sweet-looking and has a cheerful personality. She will obediently cooperate with netizens' requests as long as they are not excessive. Whether she plays a cute and innocent little girl to act cute, or a mature and elegant office lady to act sexy, or a sexually suggestive young woman to act sexy and stick out her tongue to lick her own shoes and toes, these sexually suggestive and explicit themes are very relatable. During the filming process, a normal man would definitely be hard and wet in his pants.

Although it was tiring, my wife enjoyed it immensely because being admired and praised for her beauty is
the happiest thing for a woman.
Most of the netizens who enjoy taking photos are talented, of good character, and know how to make women happy. Some are even quite handsome.
Everyone loves beauty, and my wife is no exception.
Because I've posted photos online of myself going from innocent to lewd, those who come to take photos are mostly forum members or their friends
. They take ordinary photos, but naturally, they request more revealing ones.
Once you've done it once, you become familiar with each other. Since we've become friends,
I agreed to charge 500 for a photo with exposed nipples but no face, and 1000 for a fully nude photo without a face
. Other prices are negotiable, varying depending on the level of nudity. Like a nude model, when a woman takes off her clothes in front of strangers,
she completely opens her heart.
My wife feels very safe with me by her side. Actually, she's very relaxed and not at all uncomfortable. During
the filming pretended to guide her on what poses to strike, touching her body, legs, feet, etc.
, and she didn't object at all because she knows I like that :-). Nudity, full nudity, lewd poses,
masturbation , toys... Then, she masturbated until she was aroused, wet, and wanted more... The breakthrough happened at this moment.

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