My sexual pleasure with my husband

My husband and I haven't known each other for very long, only a little over a year since we met and got married. His family is well-off; his parents are both capable.
After graduating from university in China, he was restless at his job, so his parents arranged for him to go to the United States as a visiting scholar. Later, when he came back for vacation, he met
me at a friend's gathering and started pursuing me. Although I didn't have a strong impression of him, I'm naturally gentle, and we fell in love quickly. A year later, he came back again, and we
got married . Not long after the wedding, he returned to the United States, and six months later, I completed the procedures to accompany him in his studies. I flew to the other side of the ocean with high hopes.
Little did I know that this would completely change my life.
After settling down in the United States, life became peaceful. Because his family was well-off, I didn't need to work hard to earn money. I became
a housewife . I don't remember when it started, but he began guiding me to adult websites, often dragging me to watch group sex videos and read adult literature.
At the time, I thought it was just to spice up our married life, and there was nothing wrong with it. Later, Ming started telling me a lot about local group sex clubs, saying he
heard about it from a friend. I had a vague feeling something was off, but I didn't think much of it. After all, it's normal to be open-minded in such an open cultural environment. A few months passed
like this without any incident. We had a neighboring couple, Taiwanese. The husband's name was Zhigao, in his thirties, and his wife's name was Shuwen, 29.
They didn't have children yet. They got their green cards a few years ago, and his wife had only been here for a little over two years, studying at a community college and working part-time at a bar. Since we were both
Chinese, it was difficult to develop deep friendships with white people in such an unfamiliar culture, so our two families naturally became very close.
Zhigao was the kind of man who was very talkative and humorous, and he knew how to please women. He worked at a software company, and he could
do a lot of his work from home, so he often didn't go to the office and spent a lot of time at home. So during the day, it was often just Zhigao and me at home. He would often come to
my house under some pretext to sit and chat, often making me very happy. Later, intentionally or unintentionally, he would also talk about sex, talking about
how . To be honest, everyone has some curiosity about other people's privacy, and I'm no exception. Sometimes I reacted when he talked about it, but I didn't
show it to him. Later, we talked more about sex, and based on a woman's intuition, I felt that he had feelings for me, but I don't know
why I didn't stop this trend in time.
Finally, one noon, we were both home, and I cooked lunch, and I also cooked some for him. He said my cooking was delicious and suggested we have some wine.
So, we drank some red wine. After lunch, with nothing to do, we browsed the internet. He said he would show me something interesting. So, he opened a
video , which was full of various sex videos. Although Ming and I often watch this, it was the first time I had seen something like this in front of another man. My
face turned red, but since we were all very familiar with each other, I didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, I trembled all over, and Zhi Gao hugged my waist from behind, his face close to mine, pointing out the scenes in the video he was showing me, and his words became ambiguous.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, or perhaps the images were too stimulating. I felt weak, my whole body trembling, and my speech became incoherent. I said, "Zhigao,
please don't do this, this isn't right." My words were so weak that even I didn't believe them. He was clearly a seasoned womanizer; seeing the moment,
he pulled me into his arms, his lips immediately pressing against mine, and he said lecherously, "Alan, I really like you. Your beauty and sexiness have long since driven me
mad ."
I tried to break free, but I didn't have any strength at all. Suddenly, I felt my blood surging, and my body itching. I could clearly feel his
hard pressing against me; without even looking, I knew it was a huge thing. While saying, "Don't do this, Zhigao... I'm scared..." I clung to
him tightly. Seeing me like this, he was overjoyed, and with my full breasts pressed against him, he could no longer restrain himself. He picked me up, carried me into the bedroom,
threw me onto the bed, and pounced on me. In less than half a minute, he skillfully stripped me of everything. Goosebumps rose on my skin in the slightly chilly
air . His eyes gleamed, and he grabbed my breasts, kneading them incessantly. He lewdly said, "Lan, your breasts are so white and big, a D
cup, right?" I hummed in response, burying my face in the pillow in embarrassment, my mind a jumbled mess. Zhigao kissed my entire body relentlessly. I closed my eyes, experiencing a strange
sensation, a feeling of complete surrender within me. My lower body felt itchy, wet and expectant.
Finally, his hand touched my private parts. He ruthlessly spread my legs apart. I felt a chill down there, my muscles trembling. Suddenly,
one of fingers entered my body, and I felt a shiver run through me, my lower body involuntarily clenching. Zhigao lewdly grinned and said, "Slutty Lanlan, don't worry, I'll relieve your
itch right away." I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear, the pillow covering my head, so he didn't see my embarrassment. My hand moved inside for a while, and I didn't know
how . Zhigao chuckled and whispered in my ear, "Do you usually get this wet when you're having sex with your husband?" I didn't answer. He said, "If you don't answer,
don't beg for mercy when I fuck you later." Then he added, "Your pubic hair is so black and shiny, besides your husband, who else has fucked you?" I shook my head. "Slutty
Lanlan, watch how I fuck you, I'm coming!" By this time, my lower body was unbearably itchy, hoping he would enter me soon. But I was too embarrassed to say it. Just then, I felt
a thick, hard penis pressing against the entrance of my vagina, and I couldn't help but shudder, my lower body constantly leaking fluid. Zhigao vigorously rubbed my breasts while rubbing his thick penis
back and forth at the entrance of my vagina. It was almost unbearable for me, and I kept lifting my buttocks to welcome his penis. "Slut, do you want my big cock?" Zhigao started
to swear. Normally I would have been furious, but at this moment I actually found it quite pleasing. I nodded. "I want you to say it, ask me to fuck your slutty cunt,"
Zhigao lewdly grinned. I couldn't possibly say such a thing. My lower body was clenching and writhing, feeling like it was about to explode. "You slut, can't take it anymore
? Watch my big cock fuck you!" Zhigao grinned lewdly, thrusting his cock inside me. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" Although I was
already wet, I still felt a slight pain in my vaginal walls from being poked, as if my lower body was being filled by that hot thing. His thing was still going
in , and I tried to pull my body back, but he held me down tightly, unable to move. Feeling like a lamb to the slaughter, I trembled and said, "Please
, Zhigao, be gentle." Zhigao yanked the pillow off my head, and I closed my eyes in shame, my mind a mess, letting him do as he pleased. He held
my head down with both hands, his lips reeking of alcohol as he kissed me. He whispered in my ear, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were horny. Don't you want
me to fuck you? My big cock will definitely make you feel good. Hehe." He started thrusting as he spoke. Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two figures, one white and one dark.
On the writhing naked body, everything looked like a scene from an adult video.
With his thrusts and pounding, I felt my consciousness blurring, and the guilt of betraying my husband became even more blurred in that blurred consciousness. I only felt my lower
body convulsing uncontrollably, and that strange sensation quickly brought me to orgasm. I couldn't help but moan, but I dared not shout loudly. Zhigao lewdly grinned, "You little
slut, still shy? If it feels good, shout loudly." At that moment, he suddenly pulled his penis out just as I was orgasming, and I cried out in panic, "Don't pull out, please
!" "Call me husband!" "Good husband, give me your penis!" This is my slutty wife. Hehe! "He started thrusting again. I don't
know how long it went on, and after changing positions several times, he finally pulled his penis out in a frenzy of thrusting and ejaculated on my body and
face like the male protagonist in the video.
I was already limp and couldn't move. I let him smear his semen on my breasts and face. I lay there like that for a long time, and I figured my husband would
be back soon. I hurriedly cleaned up the scene, took a shower, and sent him away. Before he left, Zhigao reached out and touched my face, grinning lewdly and saying, 'Sexy Lanlan, I'll come often to satisfy you
in the future ,
afraid he would find out something, so I specially made some good food. He didn't seem to suspect anything, and chatted with me as usual, took a walk, and then talked about sex.
I tried my best to play along. He sensed it too and said, 'Lanlan, you've finally figured it out?' I hit him and said coquettishly, 'Didn't you want to talk about these things? I'm
playing along you're still saying these things.'" He chuckled: "Understanding is everything. My wife is indeed a reasonable and good wife." That night, we took off our
clothes to prepare for bed. We usually sleep naked. He climbed on top of me, put his hand down below, and teased me, saying, "Honey, are you horny?
Want me to find a few strong men to fuck you together?" He often flirted with me like this during sex before, so I never took it seriously. But today, because I had cheated on him with Zhigao,
I was afraid he would find out, so I said I felt uncomfortable down there and gave him oral sex. So, he lay on the bed, and I leaned over and gave him oral sex for more than ten minutes, helping him
ejaculate. Then, as usual, he fell asleep while squeezing my breasts. But I wasn't sleepy at all, and kept thinking about what had happened during the day. I couldn't
believe how I'd suddenly become so lewd. I couldn't figure it out, and slowly fell asleep, wondering what the future held.
Ever since I had an affair with Zhigao, I don't know why, but I always felt indebted to my husband. I treated him better than before, and I did more housework.
I tried desperately to forget it, but I couldn't. Sometimes I'd sit at home staring blankly outside, and sometimes when a man walked by, I
'd have wild fantasies, imagining him on top of me, making love to me, just like Zhigao. Once I snapped out of the fantasy, the guilt felt even heavier. I wanted
to avoid Zhigao, but I didn't work and had nowhere to go. Wandering around all the time was boring. A few days passed like this. I had just returned home when I
heard a knock at the door. As soon as I opened it, a familiar figure slipped in—it was Zhigao. "What do you want, Zhigao?" "Nothing, just came to see you.
" "Oh. Have a seat." I answered him deliberately in a cold tone. Seeing him arrive, my heart started racing, and I felt a surge of panic. I tried to suppress my anxiety,
not wanting him to notice. I poured him a cup of tea. Zhigao didn't drink it. Taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, he grabbed me from behind. "Let go of me, Zhigao, we can't
go on like this... I can't betray my husband again!" I didn't dare shout, just frantically trying to break free.
"Eating your breasts is much better than drinking tea. Come on, you slut." Zhigao grinned lewdly, a scoundrel's expression on his face.
"Stop, or I'll scream for help." My voice was weak and feeble.
Perhaps it was my inherent weakness, or perhaps it was my inner turmoil. In situations like this, I truly didn't know what to do. I often just closed my eyes and resigned myself to my fate. I
dared not scream, afraid others would find out, and I couldn't break free from his grasp. It was a truly desperate situation. He grabbed me and reached inside my bra, pulling it
up and squeezing my breasts roughly. "You little slut, your tits have gotten quite a bit bigger. Much fuller than my Wen's." His ministrations aroused me. Zhigao picked me up
and threw me onto the sofa, roughly pulling down my skirt. I felt a chill on my buttocks;
the skirt was off. Zhigao slapped my plump, white buttocks twice. "You little slut, so fat. Your husband is so
lucky ." I tried to get up, but he held me down firmly. Just like yesterday, he started by randomly poking my vagina with his hand. My head was buried in the sofa, my buttocks
sticking up high. When he slapped my buttocks, I suddenly felt a strange excitement, wishing he would slap me a couple more times. Lost in these thoughts, his penis entered me.
My body trembled, waiting for him to thrust. Just then, I heard a car outside. At first, I thought it was someone else's, but
when I heard the familiar footsteps, I was terrified, my voice trembling as I cried out, "Oh no! My husband's back!" I almost burst into tears.
We separated in a panic, frantically searching for clothes. But it was too late; my husband pushed the door open and walked in. He froze the moment he entered. The air seemed to freeze
. Zhigao stood awkwardly naked from the waist down, while I had only half-put on a bra.
For several minutes, neither of us spoke. Finally, Zhigao reacted quickly, forcing a smile and saying, "Ah Ming, I'm sorry. You can do whatever you want." Ming
sat down, still silent. After another long few minutes, Ming sighed and said to Zhigao, "You should go home now; we'll settle our score later." Zhigao quickly
dressed and slipped away. Ming looked at me, and I just lowered my head and cried. Suddenly, Ming rushed up, grabbed my hair, lifted my face, and said fiercely,
"You want to be fucked, don't you? Your pussy's itchy?" Unable to resist, he ripped off my half-on skirt, revealing my buttocks, still bearing bloody welts from Zhigao's beating. He
slapped my buttocks hard a few more times. Then he roughly rubbed my labia, plucked my pubic hair, and finally forced four fingers into my
wet vagina from behind. Amidst pain, shame, and inexplicable excitement, I cried even harder.
"You know how to cry? Why didn't you cry when Zhigao fucked you? Did he enjoy it? How many times did he fuck you?" I sobbed, my lower body
aching . My pale body swayed and twisted from side to side. Seeing me like this, Ming's lust was instantly aroused. He pulled his hand out of my vagina,
took out his already hard penis from his pants, and thrust it in with a "plop."
I felt a warm sensation in my lower body as a familiar penis stirred inside me with familiar movements. Normally, I knew this movement all too well,
but today was different. Shame, nervousness, and an itchy lower body combined with being fucked by two men within half an hour—this feeling was truly a completely new experience.
I began to moan comfortably. "You slut, all you know is how good it feels to be fucked, any penis will do!" Ming thrust roughly, uttering vulgarities.
I couldn't take it anymore, and soon I had multiple orgasms, my body convulsing and collapsing. "Husband, fuck me to death, I can't take it anymore!" At this point, I
didn't care about , and like a slut, I kept thrusting my hips upwards to meet Ming's penis.
In a frenzy of thrusting, Ming ejaculated his thick semen deep into my vagina. Afterwards, I still told him what had happened. Ming wasn't so
angry this time. He said, "He slept with my wife, so I'm going to fuck his wife back." If he had said he was going to sleep with Shuwen before, I would definitely have been angry. Now that he had caught
me first, I couldn't say anything. I had no face to say what he wanted to do. I was like a schoolchild who had done something wrong, head down and silent.
The next day was the weekend, and Ming called Zhigao over. He asked what to do about yesterday's incident. Zhi Gao said, "Ming-ge, I'm sorry about this. I won't explain anymore. I'll
do whatever you say." Ming thought for a moment and said, "We're all friends. If you do this, I'll have to go to the police station to report you, and we won't be friends anymore
. But considering we're both Chinese, and it's not easy being abroad, I won't report you." "Thank you, Ming-ge. I promise I won't touch your wife again."
"My wife has already been with you twice. It's too easy for you to just let it go like this. How about this, let me have your wife Shuwen twice too, and then we'll call it a day."
Zhi Gao seemed to have expected this outcome. He readily agreed, "Okay! I'll go talk to my wife about it!" Shuwen usually kept in touch with us.
In our interactions, I found her to be quite easygoing. She wasn't exactly beautiful, but she had a full figure, a big butt, and large breasts—the type of woman men liked.
When I chatted with her, we would talk about our husbands. She was similar to me in personality; not very talkative, slow-paced, and not the strong-willed
type .
I've met a few Taiwanese women before, and I always felt they were family-oriented, devoted to their husbands and children, and had gentle personalities. I quite enjoyed interacting with them
. I also know some women from mainland China, but perhaps due to different personalities, I interact with them less. When Ming and I have sex, to enhance
the pleasure, he often treats me like Shuwen. I know he has feelings for Shuwen. My life has been completely thrown into chaos because of this, and I've become
distracted . Things are developing in a direction I can't control. Perhaps this is the outcome Ming wanted.
He's never had a chance, but now it's finally here. Because I made the mistake first, I have no say in the matter. Even if I can't accept him
actually having sex with Shuwen, I can only leave it to fate. I may never be able to be a quiet housewife again. Confused or sad? I don't know.
It's another weekend, and Zhigao calls. He invites us to his house. Ming asks him how things are going with the affair with his wife. He says we'll talk about it when we get there. We used to
visit each other often, but Shuwen hasn't come over once this week, nor has she called. Because the two houses were very close, it was just a walk away. When we arrived at Zhigao
's house, he was waiting for us alone at the door. Once inside, Zhigao was as talkative as ever, telling us many interesting stories and showing us
some new gadgets he had set up. Shuwen remained inside.
Ming asked him, "How did things go last time? You're not just going to let it go like that, are you?" "Shh..." Zhigao whispered, "My wife agreed, but she's just
too shy to say no." Hearing this, I didn't know what to feel. I gave Zhigao a resentful look. "That's good, let's call Shuwen out to talk." "Okay, I
'll go get her." Zhigao got up and went inside. A moment later, Zhigao came out, holding Shuwen's hand. Shuwen smiled awkwardly and greeted us, "You're here! How have you been
lately ?" Her eyes looked at me strangely, I couldn't tell if it was mockery or jealousy. I felt incredibly embarrassed and wanted to get up and leave immediately. Shuwen was wearing
a loungewear outfit today, revealing part of her chest, her breasts faintly visible, dressed like a sexy, respectable housewife. Ming stared intently at her bare chest the moment he saw her.
I guessed Ming's lower body was already erect. "Everything's fine. Alan and Ming-ge have been getting along really well lately. Come on, everyone, have some tea," Zhigao quickly smoothed things over. The four of them
sat there idly for a while. Seeing nothing was happening, Ming pulled Zhigao aside and quietly asked how things were going. Zhigao said, "No problem, listen to me."
Zhigao said, "It's the weekend today, let's have a barbecue together. And some drinks, let's enjoy the weekend." Everyone agreed. I said, "I
have some meat at home, why don't we bring it all over and barbecue it together?" Zhigao said no need, he had prepared plenty. "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it all." So,
the men and women got busy. The men moved the grill, prepared charcoal, and started the fire. People cut the meat and made skewers. Soon, the fire was lit,
and the aroma of meat wafted through the air, accompanied by soft music playing from Zhigao's house. This wasn't the first time our two families had barbecued together; Zhigao's grilling skills were exceptional.
He usually ended up doing all the grilling while we helped out. I was actually quite craving his barbecue, since neither Ming nor I were very good cooks. Back in
China barely knew how to cook, but I've gradually learned to cook here. Before I came to America, Ming just ate whatever was convenient and often ate at Zhigao's house. Zhigao
was indeed a hardworking and efficient man.
The weather on the Pacific West Coast was wonderful, and we ate and drank our fill in the sun-drenched yard. As usual, after dinner, we played cards in his
living room for a while. It was nothing more than Dou Dizhu, Shuang Kou, and Gong Zhu. But today was different. I knew in my heart that Ming had come to sleep with
Shuwen . Although I didn't want to see that happen, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to start this. Maybe Shuwen would make a scene and turn against Zhigao?
Perhaps today marks the end of our relationship? I don't know what they'll do, or how things will escalate beyond repair. I'm
powerless; I can only watch helplessly as things unfold.
During today's card game, Zhigao suddenly suggested a strip poker game. The two couples would play in pairs. The losing couple would have to remove an item of clothing
until they were naked. He didn't mention what would happen if they lost after being naked. Ming naturally agreed, seemingly on the same page as Zhigao. I didn't say anything, but Shuwen
objected, saying, "How can you men treat us like this?" I could point out that Shuwen's objection wasn't entirely firm, since it was her husband who suggested it. Zhigao said, "
It's okay, let's have some fun. It won't do anything to you." "That won't do. Lanlan and I will be on one team, and you and Ming on the other. The men who lose will remove two
items, and we'll remove one." "That's not fair!" Zhigao and Ming said in unison. "The strip poker game began amidst Shuwen's complaints. Shuwen and I were on one team, and
the men were on the other. Luckily, I was wearing a lot of clothes that day, and I had plenty of spare parts. Shuwen was in a bad situation. Because it was her home, she wasn't wearing
much besides her everyday clothes. In less than half an hour, Shuwen had lost so much that she had to take off her lower body, leaving only her underwear on her upper body. She took off her lower body first because she felt embarrassed playing cards shirtless.
I was fine; I still had my underwear and pantyhose on. Ten minutes later, Shuwen took off her last item of clothing, her bra, and she wanted to keep it off, but the men naturally wouldn't allow it."
Shuwen retorted angrily, "You damn Zhigao, you like your wife being seen by others? Then I'll strip down and show you!" Ming chuckled, "A bet's a bet, come on.
What if you lose?" "I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore." Shuwen stood up, her lower body exposed before us. Ming's eyes widened, staring intently at Shuwen's deep red
vulva beneath her dark pubic hair. "Wife, don't go, come here, come to me." Zhigao quickly grabbed her, hugging her tightly. At the same time, one hand reached down
to touch Shuwen's vulva. "Oh my god, are you trying to kill me? Shameless!" "Shuwen pouted and struggled slightly in Zhigao's arms. No one was in the mood to play cards anymore.
Zhigao gave Ming a knowing look. Ming, understanding, pulled me close as well.
I felt like things were really about to happen. If our two couples started having sex, Ming would definitely end up having sex with Shuwen, and I might also be having sex with Zhigao again
. Was the wife-swapping scenario Ming had always talked about really going to come true? My mind flashed back and forth like a movie, showing
videos of wife-swapping scenes I'd seen and the scenes described in novels. My lower body involuntarily became wet and itchy again. Zhigao had already sat down on the sofa with Shuwen in his arms. Shuwen's
white buttocks were facing us..." Shuwen buried her head in Zhigao's arms. My woman's intuition told me that Shuwen had already accepted today's outcome,
but she couldn't appear too lewd in front of Ming and me.
Zhigao's hand was still fiddling with Shuwen's vagina, while I could feel Ming's penis was extremely swollen. He absentmindedly held me, his eyes fixed
on Shuwen's white, swaying buttocks. A few minutes later, Shuwen began to moan comfortably under Zhigao's ministrations. At this moment, Zhigao gave Ming a wink. Ming
released me, pulled down his pants, revealing his dark, hard, 16-centimeter-long penis, and quietly approached. Zhigao nodded to him, and Ming
lifted Shuwen from behind... Wen's buttocks were aimed at Shuwen's already overflowing peach blossom cave, and with a "plop," he thrust in. Shuwen cried out "Ah!" and tried to turn around, but Ming
held her buttocks firmly, pressing his body tightly against Shuwen's back. He continued thrusting from behind. I don't know what Shuwen is thinking now. I
know Shuwen isn't resisting much, so it seems today's events won't end badly, and I feel relieved. The anxiety from before has been released instantly. I
don't know why I feel this way; watching my husband have sex with another woman, I don't feel jealous. Maybe it's compensation for my affair with Zhigao.
I hope this matter will just pass. I went there, acting as if nothing had happened.
I watched quietly, feeling uneasy. Ming thrust for a while, and when Zhigao saw that everything was alright, he gave Ming a wink. Ming understood, quickly pulling
Shuwen away from Zhigao, turning Shuwen over, and kissing her on the lips while unhooking her bra. I knew Shuwen's breasts; she wore
a 35E bra, white, soft, and large, slightly sagging. They felt especially good to a man's touch. I knew Ming had long desired Shuwen's breasts. He preferred
women with large breasts, fair skin, and gentle temperaments, and Shuwen was that kind of woman. When Zhigao said my breasts were bigger than Shuwen's, he was just complimenting me.

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