My wife Han Li

My wife, Han Li, is 33 years old, fair-skinned, and quite attractive. We've been married for seven years

. Our married life is rich and varied, especially since we've been involved in a couples-swapping community for three or four years.

Our sex life is colorful and completely respectful of each other, especially her rich imagination; many of our sexual games are conceived and planned together. Once, I was away on a business trip for over a week. One afternoon, she called, hesitantly telling me that she had run into her ex-boyfriend again, and he wanted to invite her to dinner. She said, "It's been over a year since I last saw him. He's matured a lot and is quite gentlemanly." She wanted to go, but asked for my permission first. We have an agreement that this time, "sex" outside of marriage is allowed, but only with the prior consent of one's partner, and it must be guaranteed that it won't affect the relationship in our marriage. I felt a pang of unease, after all, they had dated and lived together. My wife assured me that now that she was married to me, she wouldn't cause any more trouble.

I eventually agreed to her request, but on the condition that my wife bring him back to our house to do it, and that we secretly film it so I could review it later. My wife was very grateful and agreed, promising to have anal sex with me a few more times as a reward. I first carefully selected a location and checked the hidden spot of the camera, its operation, and how to use the remote control, and then had her go back to install and test it. That night, after dinner, my wife told her boyfriend that I wasn't home and that she would bring him back to my house for a while. What followed was the most natural thing between a man and a woman alone together. Afterwards, my wife said that they had a very passionate time that day. Her boyfriend teased her slowly, just like when they lived together, undressed her, and vigorously licked her vulva, trying out various positions. When they were both enjoying it, their voices changed. Later, my wife started to serve him proactively, giving him oral sex, then sitting on top of him and gently kneading his scrotum with each thrust, while he lay there comfortably enjoying himself, his hands kneading my wife's large breasts. To clearly film her affair, my wife changed her position, facing the camera directly, spreading her legs so her boyfriend could lick her from her anus to the base of her thighs. She swayed her genitals up and down, her pubic hair, glistening with their juices, brushing against her former lover's face, covering him completely. He praised her for being more adept than before, and when he thrust his large penis inside, he was even more forceful and intense, eliciting hysterical moans from my wife. Finally, she had him sit on the edge of the sofa, spreading her legs, her large, white buttocks slowly pressing down on him. She wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed passionately. Her boyfriend thrust in and out, one hand kneading her breasts, the other rubbing her already red and swollen clitoris with his own juices. My wife laughed and gently slapped his hand.

He took some lubricant, spread his wife's buttocks, squeezed a few drops into her anus, and first had my wife kneel down, sticking her buttocks out to admire her anus. My wife's anus is still very tight, even tighter than a virgin's vagina, which is why it's so satisfying to fuck her. I had her play with her anus for us first. My wife lifted her buttocks and opened and closed her anus in front of us, while constantly rubbing her anal muscles with her fingers. Later, he inserted his fingers and moved them around. He

licked her anus with his tongue, and unexpectedly, her vagina was itchy, and she started to get wet. He first thrust his big penis into her vagina and pounded it hard for a few minutes. When he pulled it out, it felt like his penis was coated with lubricant.

Seeing that it was about right, he aimed at my wife's back door and had her spread it as wide as possible. With one thrust, the head of his penis went in first. My wife felt a little sore and asked me to stop, but she said that the glans was the thickest part, and it hurt the most when it was at the entrance of her anus. It would be more comfortable if it was all the way in. I had my wife lie flat on her stomach and pushed again, saying that it was all the way in. She rested for a while and then started to slowly move around. Sure enough, she gradually got used to it. His penis gently poking in her rectum was also very stimulating and she gradually started to feel pleasure. My wife's face turned red, and she began to moan softly and cooperate. He started with slow, gentle thrusts, gradually increasing the speed after a few minutes. His wife, growing impatient, rolled over and took his penis into her vagina. A rapid, frenzied sitting motion ensued, and amidst her boyfriend's howls, her vagina and uterus once again experienced the gushing, scalding flow of her favorite semen.

When I returned home, I was very pleased with the secretly filmed footage and often watched it with my wife during sex. To make it more exciting and engaging for me, my wife kept a special gift from that time—the tissues they used to wipe their semen after their affair. When she was having sex with me, recounting the details and feelings of that day's affair, she would find these faded tissues tucked in a book and let me smell them; the air would immediately fill with an atmosphere of lewdness, intoxication, and restlessness.

Most of my wife's and my casual sex partners were people around our age. Having already experienced the pleasures of group sex, we always wanted to find some young men and women to join us for a change of pace. My wife initially took a liking to a boy who lived in the same building as us. He was from Ningbo, fair-skinned, and seemed quite intelligent and capable. She intentionally spent some time getting to know him, and eventually invited him over. At that time, he was a senior in high school, with a lot of coursework, so he had to go home after only a short time each time he came over. After the college entrance exam, he had more time, and my wife decided to make her move.

Three days later, I went on a business trip. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by a phone call in my hotel bed. My wife told me, mysteriously and excitedly, that the boy had just left. That night, the boy came to borrow DVDs and they played with them for a long time. Later, my wife pretended to go to take a shower, but didn't close the bathroom door completely. While showering, she deliberately positioned herself facing the crack in the door. Sure enough, she saw the eyes she had hoped to see—she excitedly turned around every now and then to secretly press her engorged clitoris

and masturbate. After leaving, she acted as if nothing had happened, chose a loose silk nightgown, and continued chatting with him. With her body partially obscured, I could imagine how she was tempting, teasing, and caressing the young man's fragile heart. She took him to bed, and the boy was captivated by her full breasts, burying his face in them, rubbing and sucking, and enjoying the fragrance of her freshly bathed neck and hair. But they hesitated to get to the point. When his wife returned his kiss, her hand reached for the place she longed for—it was visibly throbbing and about to burst. She couldn't suppress her urge for his penis and tried to guide it in, but after only a couple of strokes, a large amount of hot, slightly fishy, viscous fluid gushed from his shaft—the boy growled and hugged her tightly. As his wife was comforting him, preparing for their next real lovemaking, his father called, urging him to go home. His wife kissed him and told him to go home first, agreeing to continue the next afternoon.

At this point, his wife said with some regret, "A virgin, almost within my grasp, and he slipped away." I quickly comforted her, saying it was only postponed for one more night.

A few days later, when I returned home, my wife told me that she had been restless and unable to sleep that night. The smell of the boy's semen on her robe kept her tossing and turning. Finally, after 2 a.m., she used a dildo to relieve herself – how boring!

That afternoon, the boy and my flirtatious wife had only one theme – sex. According to my wife's excited account, their genitals were practically inseparable that afternoon. The boy went from ejaculating after only half penetration to lasting longer and longer. During the intervals between penetrations, he wouldn't pull out, remaining limp inside, whispering sweet nothings. His recovery was amazing; he would slowly harden, and as soon as he was erect, he would thrust vigorously again, moving and moaning together. That day, they practically explored every corner of the house. My wife's affection for him evoked a motherly attachment in him. My wife said that even when she went to the bathroom, he would follow, playfully asking her to half-raise her lower body so he could spread her genitals open and see how she urinated. Alternatively, he would take advantage of his wife squatting on the toilet and shove his penis into her mouth. When she got up to wipe away the urine, he would seize the opportunity to grab her white buttocks and thrust his penis into her from behind. His wife could only hold onto the toilet seat and let him thrust in and out—a few minutes later, what she needed to wipe away was no longer the urine droplets, but the boy's semen gushing from her vagina.

Later, the boy became a formal sexual partner that we both enjoyed. In front of me, my wife would affectionately call him her "little husband."

Although my wife and I had a very open sex life, it was still limited to our small circle. Over the years, we all established some rules and reached some tacit understandings: 1. My wife and I are really open-minded about this matter; sex is sex, it doesn't involve anything else, and it doesn't affect other people's lives. 2. We are strict in choosing sexual partners; they need to be mature, rational, healthy, clean, and without bad habits, etc. 3. Don't be anxious about gains and losses, or constantly think about benefiting or losing out. This kind of relationship is just about preferring unconventional sexual forms; group sex is already very exciting.

If he brings his wife to join in—welcome! If he comes alone and plays with my wife with me—you're equally welcome!

To be honest, one must have a very broad mind to dare to play this kind of game; otherwise, sooner or later, petty suspicions and resentment will lead to unpleasant endings and even family breakdowns. 4. With reasonable control, once everyone gradually understands the rules, each game is played without pressure and with great enjoyment. Generally, group gatherings are held two to three times a month. The wife is the most beloved and cherished person among everyone.

[The End]

URL 1:http://localhost:909/htmlBlog/2316.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=2316&aspx=1

Previous Page : Sex education for virgins

Next Page : My senior sister, who is now a mature woman

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

My wife Han Li

comment Open a new window to view comments