A Short Account of My Adulterous Wife

Wang Bin—this is a pseudonym; I can't reveal his real name—is a friend I met through a forum in a QQ group about cuckoldry. Wang Bin liked to show off photos of his wife in the group. Not just staged photos, but he took pictures anytime, anywhere: his wife showering, wearing pajamas, even while out shopping. He'd take pictures up her skirt like a pervert, or lift it up when no one was looking. Wang Bin loved to show off, and we loved to watch. He was the most active member of the group. To be honest, if Wang Bin didn't post his wife's photos, the group would be practically silent. As for me, you know, I've written quite a few cuckoldry novels and am a cuckoldry enthusiast myself. If I weren't, I wouldn't have written so many cuckoldry novels, right? My signature in the group was "Green Field." A few days after I joined, Wang Bin messaged me privately, asking if I was the "Green Field" who wrote novels on the forum. I said yes, and he immediately added me as a friend, claiming to be a fan. I'm ashamed, ashamed. Now, I'm the one who should be your fan, Wang Bin. If it weren't for you, how could I have experienced the real joy of wife-swapping? Writing so much is just turning imagination into words; nothing compares to your ability to turn fantasy into reality. Wang Bin and I started by chatting on QQ, then met in person in different cities, and started wife-swapping in hotels. During that time, we went through countless hesitations, entanglements, and troubles. It wasn't just about convincing my wife; the most important thing was overcoming my own psychological barriers. If I didn't even have the confidence to do it myself, how could I expect others to participate? Although it only takes one step from fantasy to reality, how could one easily bear the weight of that step? I can only say that those who haven't experienced it will never understand. (QQ# 210-278-417 National Miss Service Information Updated to 2020. Photos required. Minors not allowed.) Here, I want to sincerely thank Wang Bin. You are not only my best friend but also my best mentor in guiding me from fantasy to reality. Cuckolding is definitely a painful yet pleasurable process, extracting a unique kind of pleasure from suffering. However, this pleasure is incomparable to any other kind of pleasure; it brings you a transformative feeling, as if you've ascended from hell to heaven. My wife knows I write erotic fiction, and she's read it too. During sex, she can tease me with words like many female protagonists in cuckolding novels, such as "saying she's a public toilet." She also likes SM, like being tied up, given enemas, or whipped, but that's all. This is far from being a true cuckold. What a woman is willing to do for you doesn't mean she'll be willing to do the same for another person. Wang Bin, you said something very well: "Women are selfish." Any man who wants to sleep with them must first make them want to possess you. In a common sense, this possession means wanting the man to stay with her, starting with chatting and playing, then moving on to being there for her when she's sad and happy, opening her heart, and finally, what else? I don't need to elaborate. QQ# 210-278-417 Nationwide escort information updated to 2020. Minors with photos are not permitted to disturb. A close couple is already a complete unit; how can another individual be added to this complete unit? Wang Bin came up with a plan: while my wife and I were having sex, I would contact him by phone under the pretext of calling a stranger for excitement. To my surprise, just as planned, when I called, Wang Bin was having sex with his wife. Thus, our two families had our first beautiful and intimate exchange over the phone. After that, based on the foundation of the first time, Wang Bin had a reason to proactively call us. On one occasion, when our two couples were interacting intensely, Wang Bin suddenly invited us for a video call via WeChat. And so, our two couples met in bed. Wang Bin, let me first describe your wife's beauty; I know you like your wife to go first. Wang Bin's wife's name contains the character "Qian," so I'll call her Qianqian here, or you can call her "Qianqian" (meaning "owing someone favors"), haha. If Qianqian sees this, she'll definitely scold me playfully. Actually, I'm just revealing your husband's feelings, and you yourself have said you're owing someone favors. Qianqian's face looks a bit like Shu Qi's, but she's definitely prettier. Shu Qi's eyes are a bit wide-set; Ge You even said her eyes look like a flounder's. Sorry, Shu Qi's fans, please don't attack me; I'm just stating the facts. Please imagine if we slightly narrowed the distance between Shu Qi's eyes and enlarged them, paired with her naturally sexy lips—wouldn't that be a near-perfect goddess? In fact, such a goddess does exist, and that is Qianqian. qq# 210-278-417 National Miss Door-to-Door Information Updated to 2020. Photos Required. Minors Not Allowed. Qianqian has fair skin and her breasts appear to be at least a D cup. In the video, she is lying face down, and Wang Bin is having sex with her from behind. Her large breasts almost touch the bed, and her nipples sway back and forth with her breasts, almost brushing against the sheets. Qianqian is wearing my favorite black stockings, and her big, shapely buttocks are sticking out. While Wang Bin is having sex with her, he is slapping her buttocks with his hands, and the tender flesh on her buttocks moves with his nipples.Every time Wang Bin slapped her, she would bounce, making me want to slap and grab her too. Later, I did manage to slap and grab Qianqian's plump buttocks, and the feel was indeed amazing. Qianqian's performance in the video was noticeably more generous, as she was clearly an experienced woman. My wife and I were the second couple Wang Bin knew who actually engaged in wife swapping. Wang Bin's first wife swapping was with a friend, whom I will mention later. After Wang Bin handed the phone to Qianqian, she took over filming, while I held the phone the whole time. I first filmed myself with the phone, then moved the camera to my wife lying on top of me. My wife knew I was filming her, and she shyly covered her face with her hands, but under my forceful thrusting and brute force, she still let me... I captured her pretty face in a photo. I don't know if you remember a BV actress named Uehara Ai when you watch BV videos. I'm not saying my wife looks like her, but at first glance, their temperament and type are very similar. They both have big, bright eyes, like the kind of beautiful girls who always seem to walk on a university campus and have the reputation of being campus beauties. As you can see, I have quite a few of Ai's BV videos saved on my computer, and every time I watch them, it feels like I'm watching my wife in a BV video. My wife and Qianqian are both from the South, so their skin is fair, tender, smooth, and delicate. My wife has a D-cup bust, which matches her face perfectly—a typical case of a youthful face with large breasts. There are two faint areolas around her breasts, and her nipples are small and very sensitive when erect; a little teasing will cause her to become very wet. qq# The information on the nationwide "Miss Nationwide" door-to-door service has been updated to 2020. (Minors are not permitted to contact this site.) My wife's buttocks aren't as wide-set as Qianqian's; they're more upturned. Both types of buttocks have their own merits, but neither can resist a man's allure. Now that I've introduced them, let me mention my wife's name. Using the same method as Qianqian, I'll choose one character from my wife's name as her nickname. My wife's name contains the character "Yi," so when I need to mention her name, I'll use "Xiao Yi" instead. My wife and I live in Hangzhou, while Wang Bin and Qianqian live in Suzhou. We met for the first time in Shanghai. This is a reminder, also for everyone's benefit. Okay, if you're interested in doing a swap like our two families, remember to have a medical check-up within a month beforehand to ensure both of you are healthy. This is responsible for yourself and for others. We both drove to Shanghai and booked the same hotel in advance. We left home in the morning, and met for the first time around noon. I don't know if Wang Bin was nervous; maybe he's more experienced than me and would be more relaxed. I, for one, was quite embarrassed, and my hand trembled a little when I politely shook his hand. When I saw Wang Bin's gaze fall on Xiao Yi, I subconsciously thought of that thing, and I had a strong urge to run away with my wife. I was hesitant, but a clear message told me deep down that I couldn't back down now. If I ran away, there might not be another chance. After all, it wasn't easy for four people to take time off and coordinate their schedules, and more importantly, the familiarity, understanding, and trust we'd worked so hard to build would be destroyed because of my weakness. So I had to persevere. Compared to me, Xiaoyi surprised me by acting more naturally. Perhaps she didn't immediately think of that kind of thing like I did, or maybe it was because Wang Bin had been tirelessly chatting with her on WeChat, trying to make her happy, and they had already developed a foundation of affection. My wife... People are different from me. I'm the kind of person who's very talkative online, spouting off a lot when we can't see each other, but I get timid in person. My wife, on the other hand, is the same online and offline. She says exactly what she says online, and she prefers the atmosphere of being in person. After traveling around Shanghai, it's clear that my wife, Wang Bin, and I are all easygoing and carefree when it comes to travel. We just went wherever we felt like, without any plans beforehand. Only Qianqian was organized and methodical, acting like a tour guide, leading us around and showing us all sorts of new places to try. Honestly, Shanghai is incredibly crowded. We spent three days there, and then...It was a weekend, and everywhere felt crowded. After the first day of sightseeing, after dinner, before heading back to the hotel, Qianqian took us to a coffee shop near the Huangpu River. We saw that the outdoor tables were empty, so we sat outside. Apart from the lights coming from inside the shop, the surrounding area was quite dark due to the setting sun and the lack of streetlights, offering a good view of the illuminated buildings across the river. The two women, as usual, took out their phones and took selfies with the Huangpu River as a backdrop. Wang Bin loved taking pictures of his wife, and with Xiao Yi added, he seemed even more enthusiastic. After a while, his wife felt she had taken enough and sat down next to me, while Wang Bin continued taking pictures of her. "Qianqian," he suddenly called out to his wife, giving her a wink. Qianqian seemed to understand, glancing at us with a slightly embarrassed expression. "Qianqian, hurry up," Wang Bin urged. 210-278-417 National Miss Door-to-Door Information Updated to 2020. Minors Please Do Not Disturb. My wife and I didn't know what Wang Bin wanted Qianqian for. Just then, Qianqian slowly lifted her shirt. It was earlier than now, still summer, and she was only wearing a t-shirt. When she lifted it, her black bra was revealed. Her bra was like a sexy lingerie style; except for the opaque material supporting her breasts, the rest was semi-transparent black stockings, clearly showing Qianqian's areolas and nipples. Wang Bin quickly slapped... Zhang even showed me the photos, which aroused my desire. My wife sat down beside me and put her arm around me. "Honey, take off your clothes," Wang Bin said to Qianqian. Qianqian hesitated, seemingly afraid. It made sense; this was a public place. Although there was no one around now, someone might come out of the store, and even if they didn't, they could be seen through the glass. This time, Wang Bin didn't urge Qianqian. Qianqian seemed to struggle; she looked at us, then glanced into the store, and then, as if making up her mind, she suddenly took off her top, leaving only her undershirt. The lingerie was even more alluring than not wearing anything at all. My wife and I were both shocked; we never expected Qianqian to actually dare to take it off. Before our surprise could even subside, the waiter, a man, brought in the coffee. Qianqian was sitting opposite us, next to Wang Bin. As the waiter approached to serve us, he noticed something unusual about Qianqian. His eyes told me he clearly saw that she was only wearing a transparent black bra, which couldn't conceal her breasts at all. From any angle, Qianqian's areolas and nipples were visible. I noticed that Qianqian's nipples were noticeably more erect than before, protruding more sharply. Qianqian seemed hesitant to look at the waiter, but she didn't try to hide her chest. Instead, she nonchalantly accepted the coffee from the waiter. After serving the coffee, the waiter had to leave, but couldn't help glancing back at Qianqian a few more times. Once the waiter entered the store, Wang Bin slipped his hand inside Qianqian's hot pants. Qianqian was wearing only hot pants that were short, barely covering her thighs; from the sides, you could see a tiny bit of her buttocks. 210-278-417 National Miss Door-to-Door Information Updated to 2020. Minors Please Do Not Disturb. Wang Bin reached into Qianqian's hot pants and touched her, then withdrew his hand. His index and middle fingers were shiny. Wang Bin put his fingers to Qianqian's lips, and she stuck out her tongue and licked them, circling his fingers and making them even wetter. Under the performance of this couple of cuckolded husbands, how could my wife and I not be aroused? We're not wooden people, and I felt my wife was more proactive. Her head rested on my shoulder, and her hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, went to my crotch. I felt her fragrance growing stronger. "Chong," I turned my head and kissed my wife. She immediately responded with her tongue, soft, slippery, and incredibly wet. I lifted her short skirt from under the table. She didn't resist; instead, she slightly parted her legs. I used my fingers to pull aside her panties and touched her private parts. Her vulva was completely soaked, with her juices flowing out. Her labia, moistened by the juices, were incredibly slippery, leaving my hand covered in her fluids with the slightest touch. Her vagina was like a quagmire; when I inserted my fingers, it felt like sinking into it, tightly enveloped by layers of soft flesh. "Hmm?" my wife groaned, pressing herself even closer to me. "Wife, take off your top too." "No, I'm wearing a bra underneath, it's too obvious, it looks weird." "Take it off." "No??" After my wife refused, as if afraid I would persist, she kissed me to stop me from speaking. I, however, was persistent and simply started to lift her top. My wife had worn two clothes when she went out, a tank top and a thin shawl. Later, because it was hot, she took off the shawl, so she was only wearing a tank top over her bra. Actually, this tank top was sexy enough. Looking through the neckline, you could see the long cleavage squeezed out by her round breasts and a small part of her snow-white skin, but compared to what Qianqian showed, it was still just the tip of the iceberg. When Xiaoyi saw me lifting her clothes, she immediately grabbed the hem of her clothes in a tense grip, trying to stop me from taking them off. In the midst of this stalemate, my hand slipped inside my wife's tank top and found the clasp on the back of her bra. I quickly unhooked it and then pulled it down forcefully, removing her bra from her clothes in her panic.://061728.18. Xiao Yi reached for the bra in my hand, but I casually tossed it away, and it landed right in Wang Bin's hands. Wang Bin held his wife's bra, smelled it, and looked completely ecstatic. Xiao Yi, on the other hand, blushed and pinched me hard. "Ouch!" I cried out in pain. Xiao Yi's bra was gone. As I mentioned before, her breasts were a full D cup, almost an E, so even though she was wearing a tank top, the shape and contour of her breasts were still clearly visible, and her nipples were erect, making them obvious to everyone. At that moment, I really wanted to see my wife walk around the store and see how people looked at her, but my wife would definitely not allow it, so I didn't mention it. This was also my wife's first time doing exhibitionism in public, and it was extremely exciting. I've written many scenes depicting women being disciplined, but compared to reality, there's a huge difference. Women don't agree so easily, especially the first time. It's incredibly difficult. If Wang Bin and his wife hadn't warmed up the atmosphere first, my wife and I definitely wouldn't have made it. But after the first time, the second time is easier, and you can gradually deepen the experience. Wang Bin made Qianqian take off her hot pants, which was incredibly exaggerated. I must express my deepest admiration for Wang Bin and Qianqian; you've truly opened my eyes. (qq# 210-278-417 National Miss Door-to-Door Information Updated to 2020. Photos, Minors Not Allowed.) Qianqian was wearing a thong under her hot pants. From behind, her buttocks were fully exposed; from the front, like her bra, it was transparent black stockings. Qianqian had also shaved her pubic hair, so her vulva was almost completely exposed. Her labia were slightly turned outwards, and her vulva was wet from Wang Bin's fingers. Wang Bin pulled up Qianqian's thong, stretching it into a black line that nestled between her labia and became stuck inside. Fortunately, Wang Bin didn't actually intend to let Qianqian walk around in the street like that; they seemed to have had similar experiences before. Qianqian wrapped her t-shirt around her waist, like a skirt, covering most of her private parts. However, a t-shirt isn't a skirt, and some edges would inevitably peek out, enough to capture every man's gaze. "Let's go," Qianqian suggested, wanting to go back to the hotel. She seemed incredibly aroused; in fact, not only her, but my wife, Wang Bin, and I could all tell we were just as aroused. Wang Bin glanced into the shop; there were still a few customers, only two or three tables. He told Qianqian to walk through the shop and come out from the other end, intending for her to deliberately walk around so others could see his wife naked. We walked around the side of the shop, watching Qianqian enter through the large glass windows. She seemed really determined. Wang Bin kept a close eye on his wife from outside. As Qianqian entered the coffee shop, the man who had brought us the coffee... He immediately fixed his gaze on Qianqian, and quickly noticed that she had even taken off her hot pants. I saw the waiter's eyes blazing with fury, a fury that made Qianqian's steps tremble. Qianqian walked forward, glancing at us through the glass, her gaze fixed on Wang Bin, seemingly seeking psychological comfort. Just as Qianqian was about to reach the other end of the door, Wang Bin gestured to her, indicating that she should remove the t-shirt covering her hips. Then, Qianqian pushed open the door with one hand and pulled off her t-shirt with the other, exposing her entire lower body. If the outside lighting was poor, it wouldn't be clear, but under the bright lights inside the store, it was enough for anyone to see... It was crystal clear. From the side, it seemed Qianqian wasn't wearing anything underneath. From behind, a black line was visible between her plump buttocks. From the front, that black line was embedded in her smooth, plump vulva, her parted labia glistening with vaginal fluid. My wife and I were stunned, simultaneously admiring Qianqian. Qianqian, not daring to linger, pushed open the door and ran out, rushing to Wang Bin's side and quickly pulling her t-shirt back up. Wang Bin hugged Qianqian and kissed her hard on the cheek. Qianqian clung to Wang Bin, trembling all over. I glanced at my wife and saw her staring at the doorway Qianqian had come from, lost in thought. That evening, back at the hotel, my wife and I... As soon as we came out of the room, the phone rang. It was Wang Bin calling, asking us to come to their room. My wife and I both seemed to have a premonition of what was about to happen, but we both chose to remain silent. My wife sat in front of the mirror, redone her makeup, and changed into a new set of lingerie. I felt she was mentally prepared, and I was determined as well. Thinking about Qianqian's exhibitionist behavior at the coffee shop, a thrill welled up inside me, and I thought to myself that I would definitely let my wife play that kind of game someday. When we arrived at Wang Bin's room, he opened the door for us. Inside, we saw Qianqian lying on the bed covered with a blanket, as if she had just taken a shower and wasn't wearing any clothes. My wife and I were both a little embarrassed and sat on the chairs by the bed. The information for the national pageant "Miss Nationwide" has been updated to 2020. (Minors are not permitted to disturb.) The room suddenly fell silent. All four of us were quiet, even Wang Bin, who should have been in charge, was silent. The atmosphere became somewhat awkward. I thought to myself, "Won't this make things worse?" and tried to think of a way to start a conversation. Just then, I heard a buzzing motor sound, which my wife clearly heard as well. The sound seemed to be coming from under the blanket covering Qianqian. Looking at Qianqian's expression... She would occasionally furrow her brow, her face growing increasingly red, as if she were enduring or suppressing something. My wife and I exchanged a suspicious glance. Just then, Qianqian spoke, her voice almost a moan, "Xiaoyi, could you help me pull back the covers? My hands aren't able to move." My wife, still puzzled, slowly pulled down Qianqian's covers. As I expected, Qianqian wasn't wearing anything. However, to my surprise, she was holding a vibrating dildo in each hand... With her own cunt and anus being penetrated, no wonder she said her hands were inconvenient. Seeing her blanket pulled back, Qianqian no longer restrained herself and began to moan freely. The dildo Qianqian used to penetrate her cunt not only vibrated but also rotated, turning inside her vagina, causing her vaginal opening and closing, and her juices to gush out. I grabbed my wife's buttocks from behind, pushed her down onto the bed, made her lie face down, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her underwear, which she had just changed into but was already soaking wet. Seeing how soaking wet her underwear... The amount of moisture was clearly not recent; it was already wet on the way to Wang Bin's room after my wife changed her clothes. Was she wet because she was thinking about having sex with another man? Or was she still recalling the scene of Qianqian's exposure in the coffee shop, or perhaps she imagined herself in Qianqian's shoes, playing that game? Later, I asked my wife why her underwear was wet so quickly, and she said it was because the shower water hadn't dried. But I knew it wasn't just water left after showering; that slippery, sticky liquid was definitely vaginal fluid.The room, which should have been quiet for minors, suddenly fell silent. All four of us were quiet, even Wang Bin, who was supposed to be in charge. The atmosphere became awkward. I wondered if this would cause trouble, and tried to think of a way to start a conversation. Just then, I heard a buzzing sound, and my wife clearly heard it too. The sound seemed to be coming from under Qianqian's blanket. Looking at Qianqian's expression, she kept frowning, her face growing increasingly red, as if she was enduring or suppressing something. My wife and I exchanged a suspicious glance. Just then, Qianqian spoke up, almost moaning, to my wife, "Xiaoyi, could you help me pull back the covers? My hands aren't able to reach me." My wife, puzzled, slowly pulled down Qianqian's covers. As I expected, Qianqian wasn't wearing anything. However, to my surprise, she was holding a vibrating dildo in each hand, using it to penetrate her vagina and anus. No wonder she said her hands were inconvenient. Seeing her covers pulled back, Qianqian no longer restrained herself and began to moan freely. The dildo she was using to penetrate her vagina not only vibrated but also rotated, turning inside her vagina, causing her opening and closing, and making her vaginal fluids gush out. I... from behind... He grabbed his wife's buttocks and pushed her down onto the bed, making her lie face down. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her underwear, which she had just changed into but was already soaking wet. Judging from how wet it was, it was clearly not wet just now; it had been wet since she changed into it on her way to Wang Bin's room. Was it because his wife was thinking about having sex with another man? Or was she still recalling the scene of Qianqian's exposure in the coffee shop, or was she imagining herself in Qianqian's shoes, playing that game? Later, I asked my wife why her underwear was wet so quickly, and she said it was because the water from the shower hadn't dried. But I knew it wasn't just water left over from the shower; that slippery, sticky liquid was definitely vaginal fluid.The room, which should have been quiet for minors, suddenly fell silent. All four of us were quiet, even Wang Bin, who was supposed to be in charge. The atmosphere became awkward. I wondered if this would cause trouble, and tried to think of a way to start a conversation. Just then, I heard a buzzing sound, and my wife clearly heard it too. The sound seemed to be coming from under Qianqian's blanket. Looking at Qianqian's expression, she kept frowning, her face growing increasingly red, as if she was enduring or suppressing something. My wife and I exchanged a suspicious glance. Just then, Qianqian spoke up, almost moaning, to my wife, "Xiaoyi, could you help me pull back the covers? My hands aren't able to reach me." My wife, puzzled, slowly pulled down Qianqian's covers. As I expected, Qianqian wasn't wearing anything. However, to my surprise, she was holding a vibrating dildo in each hand, using it to penetrate her vagina and anus. No wonder she said her hands were inconvenient. Seeing her covers pulled back, Qianqian no longer restrained herself and began to moan freely. The dildo she was using to penetrate her vagina not only vibrated but also rotated, turning inside her vagina, causing her opening and closing, and making her vaginal fluids gush out. I... from behind... He grabbed his wife's buttocks and pushed her down onto the bed, making her lie face down. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her underwear, which she had just changed into but was already soaking wet. Judging from how wet it was, it was clearly not wet just now; it had been wet since she changed into it on her way to Wang Bin's room. Was it because his wife was thinking about having sex with another man? Or was she still recalling the scene of Qianqian's exposure in the coffee shop, or was she imagining herself in Qianqian's shoes, playing that game? Later, I asked my wife why her underwear was wet so quickly, and she said it was because the water from the shower hadn't dried. But I knew it wasn't just water left over from the shower; that slippery, sticky liquid was definitely vaginal fluid.

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