A thrilling sexual encounter with my wife

It's been a long time since I've written anything. Seeing my friends share their experiences every day, and reflecting on my own, I can't help but want to share mine
too. Let me tell you about an unexpected, but quite exciting, incident. When my child was little, one morning after dropping him off at kindergarten, I came home to find my wife lying in bed on the phone. I overheard her talking to her mother. I got into bed with her and listened. After a while, my hands started wandering, and I began touching her large breasts. She was still on the phone and pulled my hand away, but I did it again. This happened several times. Eventually, she got impatient and tried to slap my hand, but I wasn't bothered and kept going. She reluctantly let me continue. As I touched her, her nipples hardened. I knew she was aroused, so I started kneading them. My wife is very sensitive; touching her nipples always arouses her. After touching her for a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled open my wife's clothes, taking one bite in my mouth and touching the other with my hands. My wife's legs involuntarily twisted, sometimes squeezing, sometimes relaxing, and sometimes straightening. My wife was getting aroused. She chatted with her mother for a few words and then hung up. She put her phone next to the pillow, got up and hit me, saying, "I'll teach you to be bad, I'll teach you to be bad." I pounced on my wife and kissed her. At first, my wife tried to resist, but she wasn't as strong as me. I pinned her down and slowly began to respond to my kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck. I put my tongue into my wife's mouth, pried open her teeth, and sucked on her tongue. My wife responded passionately.
After kissing for a while, I got up and lowered myself, taking one of the red nipples into my mouth while pinching the other hard nipple in my hand. My wife started moaning. I continued to suckle and pinch her nipple, using both hands simultaneously. My wife couldn't take it anymore and moaned, saying, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, asking, "What do you want?" She said, "I want you." I ignored her and continued sucking and kneading her nipple. My wife started pushing me away with both hands, trying to get me up. I got up and casually pulled down her t-shirt. I then pulled down her pants, and she lifted her buttocks to cooperate. I noticed that the crotch of her underwear was wet; my wife really wanted it. I lay between my wife's legs, a uniquely feminine scent filling my nostrils. Instantly, I became erect. I really loved that smell. I licked it, but my wife pushed my head away, saying, "Don't lick, it's dirty. I'll go wash it." I said, "Washing will remove the smell, don't wash." I buried my head between her legs, my hands climbing up to her breasts, playing with her nipples. As I attacked from both above and below, my wife moaned loudly. I licked her from bottom to top, sweeping my tongue across her thick labia majora, then sucking and pulling at her soft labia minora. My wife parted her labia with her hands, revealing the pink, tender flesh. I stretched out my tongue and licked it forcefully. A stream of clear, transparent liquid flowed from the opening. I sucked hard on the slightly salty, lustful fluid, trying to lick it clean, but the more I licked, the more there was, and I could never finish it. I gave up and licked along the cleft to the clitoris. My wife became aroused, spreading her legs and thrusting her hips upwards to meet my advances. She couldn't take it anymore, moaning and saying, "Husband, come in quickly." I asked, "Where?" She said, "Come in quickly, I want it." I teased her, saying, "If you don't tell me clearly, I won't know what to do." Helplessly, she said, "Let your cock go in." I asked, "Where?" She said, "Use your cock to put in my pussy, it's so itchy inside." I dared not tease her anymore, afraid she would get angry and kick me off the bed. I held my rock-hard, dripping penis, moistened it with her vaginal fluid, and thrust it all the way in. My wife let out a muffled "ah." She hugged her legs, spreading them wide apart, and I thrust in vigorously. My wife groaned loudly. After a while, I pulled out and patted my wife's buttocks. My wife knelt on the bed in response, which was her favorite position. I held my wife's waist and moved my hips rapidly. My wife's buttocks were big and plump. I didn't know if it was intentional or not, but she would clench her buttocks and contract her vagina from time to time. I couldn't take it after a few thrusts.
Just as I pulled out and was about to put on a condom to continue, my wife's phone rang. Even after I put on the condom, she didn't answer. I asked her who it was, and she said it was a colleague from when she was a sales manager. I told her to lie down, spread her legs, and I penetrated her. The phone kept ringing. I said, "Please answer it." I handed the phone to her and slowly inserted myself. My wife answered, and a pleasant voice came through the receiver, "Old Ma, what's wrong?" My wife said, "Nothing's wrong." Then she said, "You called me, and you kept moaning in pain. I asked you what was wrong, but you didn't say anything, you just kept moaning. I thought you had some kind of illness, it worried me so much." My wife said, "I didn't call you." (Many years ago, back when we used Nokia phones with black and white screens and buttons; if you didn't lock them, you could make calls just by touching them.) She continued on the phone, "How would I know you were calling if you didn't call? You didn't respond when I talked to you. At first, I thought you were sick, but then I was afraid you'd run into bad people and were too scared to talk, so I hung up and called you back. If you didn't answer, I was going to call the police." I saw my wife's face turn red instantly, and she glared at me fiercely. She said, "It's nothing. I don't know what happened. I really didn't call you." The girl then said, "It's good that everything's alright. If anything's wrong, just tell me." Then she hung up.
My wife checked the call log and confirmed that a call had indeed been made, lasting over three minutes. I was still slowly inserting the phone when she put it down, covered her face with her hands, and exclaimed, "Oh no, oh no, this is so embarrassing! Ah Yan is so mean! She listened for so long and then called to confirm! How am I ever going to face anyone after this? It's all your fault! How am I going to face anyone after this?" I pulled my wife's hands away and said, "It's okay, we're both adults. It was with her husband, what's there to be afraid of? She's not a virgin. Maybe she was thinking about it too and was masturbating." I had met this former colleague of my wife's before, and we even had dinner together. She wasn't tall, but she was quite pretty, a Hakka girl. My wife had told me before that she got divorced because her husband cheated on her at home. She caught him in the act when she came home early from get off work, smashed her phone against him, and broke his head. He's been single ever since. My wife and she were quite close.
I told my wife, "Look how exciting this is! We're live-streaming! Maybe Ayan is even masturbating while imagining us making love." I thrust harder, and my wife arched her back and lifted her hips to meet my movements. Her vagina contracted in waves, and soon she clung tightly to my waist, arched her upper body, and her vagina began to spasm. My wife had an orgasm.
Maybe women like excitement too. If we were really having sex while talking on the phone, she definitely wouldn't dare. This unintentional overhearing of our sex life would make my wife feel ashamed, but it also excited and thrilled her. I could clearly feel that she was much wetter, and her orgasm came quickly and intensely. Maybe my wife is naturally a slut, she just pretends to be very proper.
This was just an accident. Luckily, I didn't have a cuckold fetish at that time, otherwise, if I had said something like, "I'll find you a big dick to fuck," or "Please let me wear a green hat," others would have overheard me. I can't imagine the huge social disaster that would have happened. So, cuckold fetishes should be approached with caution. Don't do it in your own city, or you'll run into acquaintances and be in trouble. We think that cuckolding is a way of loving our wives and enjoying sex for them, but we also need to consider societal norms and not let our wives suffer criticism or harm.

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