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Word count: 3634 Before I begin my story, I'd like to briefly introduce myself to avoid leaving readers confused or bewildered, or prompting questions like, "What is this?" I'm already in my late thirties, but I won't go into details. I'd consider myself a late bloomer; I didn't start dating my first girlfriend until my sophomore year of college, and it wasn't until the second semester of my junior year that we finally made it to the climax. That night, under my girlfriend's guidance, I completed the most important "lesson" of my life. Because my girlfriend wasn't a virgin, I felt like a complete idiot in her presence, only acting according to her instructions. Actually, I was prepared for the fact that my girlfriend wasn't a virgin, because I had met her ex-boyfriend before, though I didn't know him. I only started pursuing her after they broke up. Her ex-boyfriend was the cool type, the kind of guy older people often call a bad boy, so after they dated for so long, I had already guessed that they had already slept together. But I felt absolutely no discomfort or jealousy about my girlfriend not being a virgin. Throughout my long virginity, I'd always satisfied my sexual needs with my hands, and my motivation, besides porn, came from novels. Of all the novels, I especially loved those about married women. I practically devoured all the married woman novels on online forums. If we were to categorize them further, married woman novels could be divided into many types, but only cuckold novels were ones I could read endlessly and masturbate to repeatedly. The term "cuckold" likely refers to the adulterer, while the victim is referred to by another term: cuckolded wife. I don't know if it was because I'd read so many cuckolded wife novels or if my own sexual
desires were unusual, but shortly after we started having sex, I imagined her cool ex-boyfriend coming back to her. I imagined them having sex in hotels when I was busy with work or couldn't be with her, and the ex-boyfriend cursing me as a stupid bastard while having sex with her. Just thinking about it makes my penis incredibly hard, but it's always just my imagination. Until our breakup, there was no direct evidence that she cheated on me during our relationship. For someone who enjoys cuckoldry, I don't know whether to be thankful or unlucky. Actually, every man likes a flirtatious, wanton woman; no one can get aroused by a woman who mechanically performs repetitive actions in bed. But men are selfish. They can allow themselves to go to foot massage parlors and nightclubs, but their wives and girlfriends can only act wanton and alluring in front of them, while in front of outsiders they must be paragons of chastity. I might be an exception, but fortunately, I met another "exception"—my wife. I met my wife after I started working. Even before we officially became a couple, I could tell from the details of her life that she wasn't a particularly conservative or old-fashioned woman. Sometimes she would even tell me, a man I'd only known for a short time, dirty jokes that left me somewhat speechless. After we confirmed our relationship, she frankly told me about her romantic history. Before me, she had dated five boyfriends. That number might not seem like much now, but back then it was quite astonishing. And when she talked about having so many relationships, she didn't show the guilt or worry that most girls would show. Luckily, she met me; someone else might have been scared away. She seemed a little surprised by my magnanimity and asked if I really didn't mind that she had had so many men. I nodded vigorously and casually explained my views on sex and love to her. I told her that both men and women have the right to pursue sexual enjoyment and shouldn't suppress their right to pursue someone just because they've become someone's girlfriend or wife. As for love, as long as her heart is with me, that's enough; physical intimacy is up to me. I said quite a bit, but that was probably the main point. I wasn't sure if she understood, so I asked her, "Did you understand?" She hesitated for a moment, looked at me seriously, and asked, "Then you won't be angry if I have sex with other people in the future?" Only then could I confirm that she understood. My wife has a very open personality and attitude towards sex. I don't know if that's an accurate description, because sometimes her pursuit and methods of sex even surprise me. Her figure is also extremely much in line with my aesthetic preferences: curvaceous, full-figured, with fair skin, and a charming, gentle demeanor—she fulfills almost all my fantasies about the female body. We dated for about two or three years, and during those two or three years, I can say without exaggeration that we had sex almost every day, and each time we had two orgasms. Some people might wonder where I got such stamina. Of course, I had a secret weapon: powerful "external support." Even before we got married and lived together, I invited several friends to enjoy my wife's voluptuous body. Similarly, my wife enjoyed the pleasures of penises other than mine, her respectable boyfriend. It's precisely because my wife and I both enjoy a stimulating and fulfilling sex life and have open attitudes towards sex that
we've never really argued or quarreled during our long relationship, from dating to marriage and having children.
Shield. I love her being fucked, and she loves being fucked by men every day—what a perfect match! Although I've had affairs and relationships with other women, my wife is the only sexual object I'm truly obsessed with and satisfied with. Perhaps it's because of our openness about sex that we have ample understanding, trust, and tacit agreement in all aspects of life. We also rely on each other more because of the stimulation of sex and our physical attraction. Therefore, we both dare to let each other experience different men without feeling nervous or suspicious. But my greatest enjoyment is watching her being fucked by other men or hearing her recount her recent sexual encounters. We didn't decide to have children until a year after our marriage. During that time, we reduced many of our usual sexual activities, including letting her date her lovers and single men. After all, I still wanted my own flesh and blood for the child; I had no intention of raising someone else's child. That period of abstinence caused my wife, who has a very strong sex drive, to complain to me every day. She even told me that once the baby was born, she would invite four or five of her lovers and online acquaintances over to take turns having sex with her every day to make up for all the "feedback" from the past year. I laughed and said, "What 'feedback'? You mean the amount of semen? Then you can take a semen bath." My wife looked at me coquettishly and said, "It's not semen, it's 'pure milk.' I want to extract all their 'milk' to replenish my nutrition, and I want it here too." She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and pointed to her vulva with her finger. Her lewd appearance almost made me push her down and have sex with her. During this time, I was also enduring the pain and torment of abstinence. Sometimes my wife couldn't bear it and told me that I could go outside and find other women to solve the problem, and she wouldn't blame me. But I shook my head and told her that no other woman was as alluring to me as she was. As long as she could stay with me like this for the rest of her life, I wouldn't go to other women. So, after a period of time after giving birth, my wife resumed her old sexual games, perhaps as a way of thanking me for my efforts, because she knew that what I liked most was her being fucked by other men and then coming back with a cunt full of semen for me to lick. After giving birth, my wife and I both decided to get tubal ligations, partly because neither of us planned to have two children. For eugenics and good parenting, it's important to take good care of this. On the other hand, it's also for the convenience of dating in the future; there are concerns about constantly taking birth control pills. When my wife and I were together, she told me she didn't like the feeling of wearing condoms. She preferred the penis to be directly inserted into her vagina and thrusting, and wearing a condom always felt uncomfortable. So, whether with me or other lovers, she avoids using condoms whenever possible. However, even with her being so proactive, some single men still have concerns and reservations. Perhaps in their eyes, my wife is the kind of woman who sleeps around promiscuously, and maybe she has some hidden disease that would cause them trouble. What they don't know is that although my wife and I enjoy this kind of exciting sexual experience, we are very careful about our health. We go to the hospital for a check-up every few months, and we are also very careful in choosing single men, so we have always been without any problems. Or perhaps they are worried about an unplanned pregnancy and getting into trouble, because they don't know about my existence and my wife's affairs. When playing with single men, I never told them that I was actually the one controlling the entire game. This act of hiding behind the scenes and secretly enjoying the heartache and excitement became an addiction I couldn't break free from. As mentioned before, some of my friends had also had threesomes with my wife, but they were all childhood friends I'd known for over ten years, with whom I had a deep bond, which is why I didn't hesitate to let them participate. As for single men, I only revealed my hobby to them after we'd known each other for a long time, had played together with my wife for a long time, and had become familiar with each other, confirmed their character, thoughts, and considered safety. Afterwards, I would invite them to my house to do it, so I could watch the live stream. After our child was born, I left him with my parents and continued our life as a couple. Many people might not understand this approach, but my wife and I have always agreed that the child shouldn't affect the quality of our marital life. So, apart from visiting him a few days a week, I still... As free as before he was born, my wife has a big appetite and is usually not satisfied with just one man serving her. So, she usually goes on dates with two or more men, only going solo when absolutely necessary. My QQ friends list is also full of single men who have been carefully selected and are always ready to participate in games and services. If my wife wants something, she won't worry or get horny because she can't find a suitable man. Therefore, my wife rarely stays in contact with any single man for long, unless she particularly enjoys it. Seeing her increasingly youthful and beautiful body and happy
smile, nourished daily by my or other single men's semen, makes me not regret choosing this unconventional path. I love this incredibly promiscuous wife, both physically and mentally, and therefore I hope more men will love her, play with her, and ravage her. I want her to enjoy ten times, even dozens of times, more love and semen-irrigation from different men than ordinary women and wives.
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