Ten years of marriage, many stories

It's been ten years since we got married. My wife and I met in a nightclub. She had a boyfriend, and I had a girlfriend. We ended up having one-night stands... Of course, we broke up for a while. When we got married, she asked me, "A good horse doesn't eat the grass it already grazed. Why did you come back?" I said, "I'm not a good horse, and you're not good grass, so don't ruin other people's lives. Fate is sometimes so mysterious..." After

ten years of marriage, I've discovered that my wife has a bit of a masochistic tendency. She's tried everything—blowjobs, candle wax, 3P, 4P, and double penetration. She also likes exhibitionism and has had a few experiences, but she's still not very open-minded. After all, there are too many security cameras in Beijing, and it's too difficult to find a place with people but no cameras. So far, we've only been in stairwells, hotel balconies, basements, the corners of billiard halls, and the empty gym equipment in the neighborhood at night... As for other places, we haven't unlocked them yet. Experienced folks, please give us some pointers.

The processes for 3P, 4P, and double penetration are basically the same, and there are many experts on the forum, so I won't go into too much detail. Those interested can exchange ideas. Let me tell you a story that I still remember vividly: When my wife and I got married, we didn't have a banquet. Our families had a meal together, we got our marriage certificate, her family gave a red envelope of 9999, and my family gave a red envelope of 10001. That was it... Then we took the money and went on a trip to a small island in the US. The island wasn't big, so we could explore on our own. We rented a car and drove around all day. In the evening, my wife suggested we go for a walk. Who knew we'd stumble upon a dance bar? I didn't dare say I wanted to see the American girls and touch their damned capitalist breasts, so I just walked past. But those of you who are driven by lust, I think you all understand, so I kept taking her around the dance bar... hahaha... Later, she found out and asked if I wanted to go see it. I said it was okay, and she said, "Let's go then!" She said no, but her feet were already at the door!

The entrance fee was $25 per person. Each person gets a bottle of beer and a plate of snacks... There are signs at the entrance and in prominent locations prohibiting photography and videography. It didn't seem like great value, but the girl was cheap; you could just give her a dollar if she rode on you and wiggled around. Of course, if you wanted more, she wouldn't mind. We watched one or two songs. When the girl got off, seeing we were Asian, she specifically asked my wife if she could ride on me and dance. Maybe Americans think Asians are more conservative... After getting a positive answer, she grabbed my hands and rode on me, wiggling around. I don't know if it was artificial milk, but it had a good shape but wasn't very firm to the touch... I told my wife that her hands felt better and her dancing wasn't as good as hers (after all, she's a woman). (Everyone loves to hear praise) Hearing this, my wife said, "Then I'll go up and dance for you!" I was surprised and thought she was joking, but she actually asked the American girl riding on top of me if she could get on... Hearing this, the American girl was also surprised, and after confirming it was true, she happily pulled my wife up. Perhaps not knowing the extent of her acceptance, she was still quite protective of my wife after she got up, only taking off her dress and unbuttoning the buttons from the back to reveal a little bit. The total time was probably less than 5 minutes before she was escorted down, but those 5 minutes made my blood boil, after all, there were more than 10 American losers in the audience. After we came down, we both remained silent and started drinking. Another song or two passed, and then the American girl from before came back. This time, she invited my wife up. Since we'd already done it once, another time wouldn't hurt. After I agreed, the American girl pulled my wife away. This time, she'd left her dress offstage and went up in her underwear. Once up there, the American girl stood behind my wife, just like last time, but this time it was noticeably different. Her movements were bigger and more probing. In my daze, her bra was thrown offstage... My wife was now only wearing a bikini... But even that barely-there bra was ripped off by the American girl a minute later and thrown offstage... I never imagined my wife would be stripped naked and standing on stage like that, with the American girl behind her holding her hand and making her do some indescribable actions and displays. My wife, escorted by the American girl, returned to my side only after the song ended. I casually touched her pussy; it was incredibly wet, overflowing with moisture. Then the American girl told us that a table of customers in the corner of the first row had made a bet with her, saying they'd give her $200 if she could get my wife on stage. That's why she pulled my wife up and offered us $100, saying it was rightfully ours… That's how we earned $100… When my wife finished dressing and was about to leave, the owner came over and asked if we were Japanese. We said no, we were Chinese. The owner gave us another $100 and said, "Welcome back again…" So, after watching a two-hour performance, we not only didn't spend any money but also earned $150… Finally,

back at the hotel, the first thing we did was, of course, have sex…

[The End]

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