The real story of the flirtatious wife and her ex-boyfriend

My wife's ex-boyfriend is a football fan. One night, they went to watch a game and it got late, so they booked a hotel room. After my wife went into the room, she went to take a shower. After she finished showering, she came out and watched TV in bed, covered by the blanket, wearing only a set of purple lace see-through underwear. After her ex-boyfriend finished showering, he also crawled into bed with my wife. The two of them watched TV together, embracing each other. My wife hugged her ex-boyfriend's body, her lower body was being pressed and rubbed tightly against his thighs, and her white and tender breasts were being kneaded by him. Her ex-boyfriend had a thick, smelly, black penis and wanted to penetrate my wife's pussy, but my wife didn't agree. However, my wife promised that she would let him fuck her properly one more time. Now, when I'm fucking my wife, she calls out her ex-boyfriend's name at my request. We play this role-playing game like this, until we reach climax. After another climax
, she carefully put on a pair of high-top black stockings with lace trim. Although she wore stockings, she wore trousers over them. These were dark gray casual cropped trousers, similar to dress pants, which tightly covered her buttocks. She wore a sleeveless silk top and dark gray suede heels, revealing her fair, delicate feet clad in black stockings and a small section of her white calves protected by the stockings. I believe any normal man would be pleased to see this. If you observe her closely, you can tell that this woman is definitely a complete slut. She wears trousers and black stockings, and they are cropped trousers, as if she is afraid that others will not be able to tell that she is wearing black stockings instead of short ones, but it is not as obvious as 7/8 length stockings. For a long time, I've wanted to write something about myself—a man with a tendency towards being cuckolded—and also a true record of my beautiful wife.
I love my wife very much, not only because of her beautiful face and alluring figure, but also because the bittersweet moments of life have transformed our initial mutual attraction into an inseparable bond of kinship. Our feelings for each other have seeped into the deepest recesses of our hearts over the years. My wife is a sexy woman who always wears various styles and colors of sexy lace panties. No matter the time or place, I love watching the lace trim of her black or red sexy panties peeking out from under her low-rise pants, tightly framing her fair buttocks. Her slender waist further accentuates the roundness and fullness of her plump hips. Sometimes, the material of her suit trousers is exceptionally thin and see-through, and when I squat down… When she sits or walks with a swaying gait, her slender waist and shapely hips reveal her voluptuous body through her well-fitting, elegant suit trousers, and the clear imprint of her sexy, transparent lace panties. Under sunlight or lamplight, the colors of the lace panties become even more apparent: alluring black and red, seductive pink and purple...
Finally, they arrived at the station. The journey had taken a considerable amount of time, and the movie was about to start. The old woman and her ex-boyfriend hurried to the theater. There were many people watching the movie, but the ex-boyfriend had cleverly chosen a seat in the very last row, right at the edge. The wife naturally sat against the wall, while the ex-boyfriend sat next to her. As soon as the lights were turned off, he immediately began to kiss her passionately. The wife then slipped her hand into the ex-boyfriend's underwear, playing with the still sticky... The ex-boyfriend's hand, still wet with semen, reached into his wife's collar, kneading her breasts clad in a lace bra, causing her nipples to harden instantly.
At these moments, I felt a strong urge, knowing countless men's hungry, lewd eyes were greedily enjoying this little slut's alluring appearance. This feeling of a woman being deeply desired by other men filled me, a man with a cuckold complex, with jealousy. It was precisely this jealousy that made this bastard feel a unique pleasure and excitement. My penis began to swell. To avoid being discovered, I always wore tight underwear, which tightly bound my lewd penis, making me feel as if my wife was stroking it. My glans involuntarily leaked lewd fluid, soaking my underwear. I enjoyed this abnormality. The psychological pleasure he derives from his wife, who, oblivious to his lewd gaze, exudes a seductive aura.
Like many men with a cuckold fetish, I also enjoy calling my woman vulgar words; the more vulgar, the happier I am. When I call my woman these words, it seems she truly becomes what I describe, especially during our lovemaking. My wife will moan lasciviously in my ear, "I'm a big slut, a slut who loves to lead handsome men, I want handsome men to fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck my slutty cunt, mmm... ah... so good, fuck my slutty wife's cunt hard, I'm just a slut who needs to be fucked, a slut wearing black stockings and lace panties, I love letting other handsome men peek at other men's sexy lace panties, staring at other men's thighs in black stockings, it makes my slutty wife so happy, my cunt is so wet, my slutty wife wants to make her husband jealous, she deliberately makes subtle teasing movements." As a result, I would casually spread my legs, letting my lecherous senior brother see my little cunt tightly covered by lace panties. He might even see my curly black pubic hair through the red lace. My husband would definitely be unable to resist, and he would surely be even more frenzied with my cunt that night, making him jealous to death. Even more exciting, I would thrust my penis into my wife's cunt while making her call me by her ex-boyfriend's name. At that moment, my mind would be filled with images of my wife and her ex-boyfriend. Of course, I had to ask her these things little by little. You know, getting my wife to talk about her ex-boyfriend isn't easy.
Because my wife loves me very much, she's always worried that talking about it will affect our relationship. Actually, my wife is overthinking it. How much does a man with a cuckold fetish love to hear about the woman he deeply loves and her ex-boyfriend? You could say I'm lucky, because my wife's words... I learned that countless times, in the corners of the teaching building and in the small flower garden, my wife would shyly nestle in her ex-boyfriend's arms. He would caress and knead her breasts, while his other hand would reach down to her vulva, using three fingers to stroke her clitoris through her red lace panties. My wife seemed to enjoy it, streams of vaginal fluid flowing down her crotch. The crotch of her lace panties was made of very thin lace fabric, and his fingers were covered in her fluids.
While licking his tongue, she would pant softly, her tongue roaming freely in his mouth, as if saying, "The transparent lace panties I'm wearing today really got me going. My dear husband, you're so good at this. You're making me feel so good. I'm actually quite horny. Even seeing a handsome guy's erection during class makes me happy." When I get back to the dormitory after class, my underwear is soaked. Sometimes I just can't stand it anymore. I'll take advantage of the breaks to go to the bathroom, take off my sexy lace underwear, and rub my pussy with my fingers. When I climax, I can't help but cry out, and then I'll be filled with semen. I have put on my underwear and tightly wrapped my vagina. I have always maintained this feeling of being caressed, but now I feel more comfortable being touched by my husband, and my underwear has become wet. I have already changed into a pair of underwear because of you in the morning, and this will make my lower body look like this again. It’s not good. . . I really want it. . . Yes. . . Ah. . . Hurry up and touch my pussy hard, I really like how you touch me. . . I'm a slut. . . The cunt that wants to be fucked all day long. . .
The wife was touched so much that she couldn't help but twist her plump buttocks, in response to her ex-boyfriend's touch. As her buttocks twisted, her sexy underwear also rubbed against her. Her vulva and anus. Finally, the edge of her ex-boyfriend's large underwear was pushed aside, revealing the crotch of the lace panties already soaked with vaginal fluid. The change in the crotch made the panties fit even tighter against her labia and anus on the other side. As he twisted his hips, it seemed as if two hands were playing with his wife's anus and labia. His wife's vulva was naked outside the underwear, her pussy slightly open, with some vaginal fluid still hanging on a pubic hair next to it. The ex-boyfriend used his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid, to slide slowly and then quickly around his wife's opening. His fingers, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, encountered no resistance and slid between her anal muscles and clitoris. Under such stimulation, his wife lost all reason and began to moan uncontrollably: "Mmm. Ah. So good, faster, harder, my pussy is so wet, I want it so bad, hurry up, husband, touch my pussy harder, I can't take it anymore, rub it harder, yes, right here... Ah. Oh."
The wife only wanted to reach orgasm as quickly as possible under her boyfriend's ministrations. Although she was still a virgin at the time, she often masturbated to satisfy her sexual desires. However, the pleasure of masturbation could not compare to the orgasm brought by a real man. The wife tightly hugged her ex-boyfriend, touching his buttocks with her hands. The ex-boyfriend knew that this lewd woman in front of him had begun to itch. Without hesitation, he inserted a finger into his wife's wet cunt. The wife trembled with pleasure from the sudden insertion, which was then replaced by the satisfaction of the insertion. The ex-boyfriend's finger twisted and thrust in and out of his wife's cunt, making a squelching sound. The wife couldn't stand being played with anymore and even opened her mouth with her hands. The wife, without hesitation, unzipped her ex-boyfriend's jeans and slipped her small, white hand inside his genitals. His penis was large and thick, and the touch of her hand made it even harder and more erect. Feeling satisfied after touching his penis, she began to stroke it. The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification. This morning, my ex-boyfriend participated in a school soccer game and hasn't showered yet. The smell of urine mixed with sweat from his penis created a unique odor. My wife told me she loves the smell of such a penis; it makes her pussy incredibly itchy and aroused. She was even more excited by the smell, licking the dark red glans with her tongue, consuming the fluid from his urethra, massaging his testicles with one hand, and then using the other to stimulate his anus. After a while, finding it insufficiently lubricated, she put the finger she had used to touch his anus into her mouth and licked it. Then she started stimulating his anus again. Stimulated like this, he ejaculated soon after. My wife swallowed all of his semen and continued licking his stinky penis clean. After tidying their clothes, they hurried back to school because they would miss their shower time if they didn't return soon.
My wife wore those soaking wet lace panties the whole way, feeling a wonderful sensation from the friction. Taking advantage of her boyfriend's inattention, she secretly pulled the panties up at her lower back, making them even tighter around her vulva, part of them digging into her clitoris. It felt like a hand was constantly massaging her vulva and clitoris. To get even stronger stimulation, she started wiggling her white, tender buttocks. Because her jeans were low-rise, people walking behind could clearly see her extremely sexy red lace panties and her constantly wiggling white, tender buttocks. Although it was getting dark, a few male classmates still peeked for a while before quickly walking in front of my ex-boyfriend, wanting to see what was going on. What happens to that flirtatious woman? My wife's beautiful face and flirtatious manner are enough to make these poor guys who watch porn every day fantasize about her.
In secluded places, they think about my wife's sexy panties while masturbating until they ejaculate, imagining their semen covering every inch of her skin. They don't know that my wife actually enjoys this. When those guys steal glances at my wife, she steals glances back at them. When she sees a handsome guy, she makes eye contact with him, giving him a suggestive and provocative look. When my wife is attracted to a handsome guy, she gets even happier, fantasizing about how big his penis is and what it would feel like to lick it. Wait a minute, my wife, under the gaze of strangers, walked along while reaching another climax.
Under my continued questioning, my wife told me that she was still French kissing her ex-boyfriend in the movie theater, and that he was playing with her breasts and vagina. Of course, my wife also gave her ex-boyfriend oral sex. That afternoon, she had no classes, and her boyfriend and she went to Wudaokou to watch a movie. Although my wife hadn't actually been penetrated by a penis yet, she knew that her ex-boyfriend would definitely not let go of this slut, and my wife herself also needed to satisfy her desires, involuntarily craving the pleasure of orgasm. Sometimes, if her boyfriend didn't satisfy her, she would secretly masturbate at night. When my wife masturbated, she would often ask her ex-boyfriend for the underwear she had worn that day, and these were always unwashed. She makes her ex-boyfriend take off his underwear in front of her, and of course, she will also take off her sexy panties, stained with her own vaginal fluid, and give them to him. She then wears her ex-boyfriend's underwear back to her dorm, and after lights out, she sends him lewd text messages while massaging her clitoris through his underwear, even inserting her fingers into her vagina through the fabric.
After one orgasm, she will take off her ex-boyfriend's underwear, smell it, and lick the part of his penis covered by the underwear, especially the glans, where there is always his vaginal fluid. She won't miss a single drop, and at the same time, she will rub herself with her hand covered in the fluid. While her clitoris was being stimulated, her other hand was rapidly probing inside her vagina, seemingly performing oral sex on her boyfriend while simultaneously masturbating, all to avoid being discovered by her roommates. This unique stimulation would quickly bring her to orgasm. Remembering the pleasure of her orgasm the previous night, her wife was even more eager to go out with her ex-boyfriend. She wouldn't miss this opportunity this afternoon. She began meticulously preparing, rummaging through her closet for various sexy lingerie—all transparent, lace, and many open-crotch panties. However, her favorite was a different style of transparent lace panty, and she preferred to buy a size smaller so it would be tight, giving the feeling of being constantly caressed by a handsome man, allowing her convenience when needed. Masturbating in public.
My wife once masturbated in class by squeezing her legs together, and no one around noticed. In this position, her orgasms were doubly intense. My wife developed a liking for masturbating in the classroom; she even masturbated rhythmically by squeezing her legs together during a test, imagining herself being brutally fucked by a man. Finally, my wife chose a set of black lace lingerie. The bra was made of a thin layer of lace fabric embroidered with patterns. Through the fabric, you could see my wife's back. Because her boyfriend often touched her, her nipples were already a bit dark red, and the black lace bra added a touch of alluring tantalization. My wife's panties and bra were a set; the shape of the panties was completely... The panties clung tightly to my wife's beautiful buttocks, especially the crotch area. The crotch area was tight, securing both halves of her buttocks. Through the incredibly thin black lace panties, her pubic hair was clearly visible. The crotch area was also covered by only a thin layer of lace, with no other fabric. My wife carefully put on the panties, adjusting the crotch so that the seam was perfectly flush against the opening of her vulva before she was satisfied. She then put on black lace garter belts.
As she went downstairs, her ex-boyfriend, seeing her, grinned lewdly and said quietly to her, "You slut, you're dressed so provocatively today. I can't take it anymore. I really want to fuck your cunt and lick you..." Hearing about the "stockinged feet,"
the wife was delighted and deliberately started walking with her thighs turned inward and her hips swaying. The two arrived at the bus stop on the Fourth Ring Road. The ex-boyfriend's hands were constantly busy the whole way, always looking for opportunities to touch the wife's buttocks. The wife's panties felt exceptionally smooth to the touch. After being touched, the wife took advantage of the fact that no one was looking to grab the ex-boyfriend's penis with her hand. After waiting for a long time, a bus finally arrived. The bus was crowded, but the time for the movie was approaching, so the two had to get on. The bus was too crowded. The wife had boarded the bus after the ex-boyfriend. The ex-boyfriend had his back to the wife, and the wife's large breasts were pressed against the ex-boyfriend's back. Because the wife was wearing a black lace bra that was only a thin layer, the bus hadn't been moving for long.
The wife's nipples hardened from the friction, intensifying the pleasure. She felt her genitals were starting to itch and longed for her ex-boyfriend's fingers to massage them. So, she placed her hand on his genitals, unzipped his zipper, and started playing with his penis. The bus was so crowded that even those around her couldn't easily notice her masturbating him. He was too cramped to move and could only enjoy her masturbation. While touching his penis brought some comfort to her empty heart, her already aroused genitals were already starting to itch. Just as she was about to... As she was masturbating with her legs tucked together, a pair of hands reached out. These hands were larger than her ex-boyfriend's, and she quickly realized they weren't his. However, she desperately needed these hands to soothe her empty, horny pussy. After a moment's hesitation, she began to move her hips in coordination with these hands. The man's hands became even bolder, and without her realizing it, he unzipped her pants and slipped his hands inside. Her black lace panties were exceptionally thin, smooth, and delicate. The man's movements were very skillful, directly attacking her pussy, which was already overflowing with lustful fluids. He rubbed her vaginal opening through her lace panties.
The wife contentedly cooperated with the man's movements, shifting her hips back and forth, making the friction even more intense. Stimulated by the stranger, the wife was overwhelmed by pleasure and quickened her masturbation. The boyfriend ejaculated uselessly, leaving semen on the wife's hand. Feeling the semen, the wife didn't stop; instead, she used her hand to smear the semen and quickly stroked the glans, lost in ecstasy. The ex-boyfriend was unaware that another man was unzipping his pants and playing with his girlfriend's cunt through her sexy lace panties. The wife was almost at her limit because the man's technique was so skillful; each rub sent shivers of pleasure through her. She reached orgasm from his touch, producing copious amounts of vaginal fluid that flowed down her thighs onto her black stockings. The wife contentedly pulled her pants back up and continued to enjoy the man's caresses of her buttocks.
Meanwhile, her ex-boyfriend ejaculated again in the car. The wife thought, "Now my ex-boyfriend's underwear should be enough for me to enjoy tonight, haha. Today is such a lewd day. I'm brought to orgasm by a stranger, and afterwards I'll watch a movie with my boyfriend. Tonight I'll continue wearing his semen-stained underwear to comfort him, licking his semen clean. So good... If only every day could be like this."
Her pussy, still wet from the stranger's touch, was already leaking again. The wife proactively unbuttoned her pants and put her ex-boyfriend's hand inside. Her pussy had soaked the crotch of her underwear. The lace panties clung tightly to her vulva, spreading her labia majora. She spread her legs, and her ex-boyfriend teased her clitoris with his fingers. She trembled all over, her buttocks wriggling on the chair. He quickly rubbed her hard through her underwear. The movie had barely started when she reached another climax. It was damp. Taking advantage of the dim lighting in the movie theater, the two quietly took off their wet underwear and handed it to each other. They both smelled it simultaneously, and the wife even licked her boyfriend's semen.
Then she quickly put on his underwear, making sure it was tightly wrapped around her vulva so she could enjoy the smell of his penis. The ex-boyfriend happily put on his underwear, soaked with his wife's juices, which tightly covered his smelly penis. The fluid from his urethra mingled with his wife's vaginal fluid. They kissed contentedly while wearing each other's underwear, then hugged and watched the movie together. That night, the wife naturally masturbated twice with her ex-boyfriend's underwear, even stuffing it inside her vagina to seek the full feeling of penetration. The ex-boyfriend, meanwhile, used his wife's underwear to protect his large penis while masturbating.

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