Automatic Transmission Second-hand Wife (20)

After a thrilling climax, my wife and I lay naked together on a deck chair covered with a gauze scarf, embracing each other. I hadn't even noticed when she'd taken off my swim trunks and tossed them onto the sand beside the chair. My wife pressed her face against my chest, and I watched her body rise and fall rhythmically before finally calming down. I was actually quite impatient to ask my wife what had happened between her and Bai here. After all, when she told me this was the place where she and Bai had first made love outdoors, we immediately started making love passionately. And because we were outside, my wife and I were trying our best to keep quiet. Even when she was moaning and calling Bai's name while I was having sex, she was trying to suppress her voice. Moreover, I couldn't bear to interrupt my wife's climax, or rather, I couldn't bear to interrupt her fantasy. In fact, after not hearing my wife talk about these things for more than a month, I was also immersed in that long-lost special pleasure, so I didn't want to interrupt. Therefore, I held back from asking my wife until I felt that my wife's climax had completely passed. I was also more or less sure that my wife should have finished her memory and returned to reality. She should also realize that the person lying next to her was not Bai, but me—her real legal husband. Only then did I finally ask my wife.
I stroked my wife's hair and softly asked, "Now can you tell me what happened between you and Bai here?"
Hearing my question, she looked up at me. Even in the moonlight, I could see her face flushing again, her eyes glistening. To be honest, at that moment, I felt a strange sense of happiness. My wife, with her beautiful face, usually so gentle and virtuous, so charming, always managed to give me one exciting experience after another. Before we got married, after hearing her stories about her sexual encounters with Bai, I thought that was pretty much it. But after marriage, the surprises kept coming, and it felt like they were getting more and more exciting. I even looked forward to what kind of excitement my wife would give me in the future. I was so impressed with Bai; he was a true master, and he had already helped my wife reach that rank. Now that she had married me, a beginner, it was time for her to lead me, a beginner, to the top.
My wife just looked at me, not saying a word, her face growing increasingly red. Later, she even buried her face in my chest; she was shy.
So I jokingly asked my wife, "What's wrong, honey? Are you shy?"
My wife gently pinched my penis and teased me, "You're so naughty! Aren't you shy? Your heart is beating so fast!"
Indeed, my wife was right. I was still very nervous being naked in public. In comparison, my wife was much more relaxed than me. I couldn't help but wonder if my wife had already become quite skilled at it.
I quickly continued to ask my wife, "I'm really nervous, but you're naked in public and nothing's wrong with you. Are you an expert?"
My wife said, "Ugh, there's no one around, it's safe at this time."
I was becoming more and more curious about what had happened between my wife and Bai on that chair, so I deliberately asked her in a slightly angry tone, "Why are you getting shy now that I'm asking? Tell me quickly, I'm anxious. And even if this isn't the first time, when have you and Bai come here for tourism before? You just said that was the first time Bai did it to you outside, you must be nervous, right?"
Seeing that I was getting anxious, my wife asked me, "You really want to know?"
I quickly said, "Of course."
My wife said, "Then I'll tell you, but you can't be angry."
I said, "Stop changing the subject. It's been so long, don't you know I'm getting angry?"
Hearing this, my wife laughed and said, "Right, right, I forgot. You love hearing the details of me being taken advantage of, don't you?"
Hearing this, my face flushed, but I was too eager, so I said to my wife, "Yes, yes, yes, I love hearing the details of you being taken advantage of."
My wife then asked me, "Don't you think about it carefully? Even though I'm your real wife now, the situation is different. Can you still so calmly accept listening to your legal wife talk about being taken advantage of by her ex-boyfriend? Can you so calmly listen to your wife being deeply penetrated by her ex-boyfriend, writhing her naked body beneath him?" Does she let out lewd moans? Hearing that your wife once licked her ex-boyfriend's toes, licked another man's anus, and was even treated like a cat or dog by her ex-boyfriend—although we know that talking about these things gives us both intense pleasure—how can you still love someone as depraved as me after this happening again and again? You need to know that these things truly happened to me. I never knew if you could fully accept it, because I myself can't fully accept it. Even though we weren't married before, you could just leave me anyway. But what if you find out about things that are beyond your tolerance in the future? Divorce? And what man would allow himself to… "Your wife is reaching orgasm in bed by recalling her ex-boyfriend's playfulness and fantasizing about his penetration? Have you thought about something so perverse? I've always thought that after marriage, things can't be like before, and I can't mention Bai anymore. I feel that if I don't move on, Bai will ruin me. If I hadn't seen you so unhappy these past few days, I wouldn't have brought him up again. You need to think this through; Bai might really destroy us in the end."
I initially thought my wife was teasing me, but when she suddenly spoke so seriously, I could tell she was very earnest and her words were heavy. These words had probably been on her mind many times over; they must have been a huge burden on her heart these past few days. Although I don't think she intentionally pushed me, I know she's just being difficult. It's a painful reminder of her past actions. Moreover, although my wife said so much and mentioned so many things I had thought about, hadn't I thought about these things myself? I haven't mentioned Bai at all this past month. Even during my long period of abstinence, I restrained myself from fantasizing about Bai. We've traveled together so many times, and I've always refrained from bringing it up. Besides what my wife thought of, I've thought of even more. I could actually answer her questions immediately, because I've thought about them for a long time, and I even knew how to answer them.
To show that I was just as formal as my wife, and to let her know that I had indeed thought of my answers, I helped her up and sat her facing me on the recliner.
I said to my wife very seriously, "Honey, I love you, I really do. I'm so lucky to have married you. From the very beginning, I've always wanted this kind of luck. All these experiences we've had together make me feel truly fortunate. Because of you, I feel like I've entered a whole new world. Do you think I haven't thought about all this? When I first heard you talk about those things, I thought about how you used to writhe and moan under a man, and besides excitement, I felt a pang of sadness. I know Bai is much better than me in that area; I even felt a little inferior and disappointed, especially after each ejaculation, those unpleasant..." The feeling was incredibly intense. But I also thought, those orgasms we had together weren't fake. Even if you reached them because you were fantasizing about Bai, they were still achieved in my arms. How would it have felt with someone else? Think about it. Besides, listening to you talk about those things, seeing your satisfied expression, I also experienced a very strange orgasm. That feeling surpassed all the happiness I'd ever had in my life. Fantasizing about you being deeply penetrated by another man, even to places I could never reach, imagining his semen shooting deep into your body, even imagining you kneeling at his feet and licking his feet and anus—all of that made me incredibly excited.
Hearing me say this, my wife blushed again. I realized that just hearing those words from my mouth was enough to excite her, drawing her into a fantasy, and her breathing became heavy again. Even though we were still naked in public, I believe both my wife and I could sense the formality of my words. But in such a formal setting, just mentioning Bai's actions towards her instantly got her into the mood. Just how profound is the influence of Bai's training on my wife!
I felt like a million horses were stampeding through my mind. Angrily, I said to my wife, "Seriously now. I'll help you fantasize later. If you get an orgasm while I'm seriously telling you this, I won't forgive you!"
My wife quickly calmed herself down and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Go ahead, I'm listening."
I touched my wife's face and continued, "You asked me which man would allow his wife to have an orgasm while fantasizing about her ex-boyfriend in bed, but I'm not even sure if you were more excited or I was when you talked about those things with Bai. I admit, like you said, it is indeed perverted, but is something perverted necessarily wrong? Have you noticed that it's precisely because of this perversion that we are so well-matched?" "Ah, only with me can you freely relive those orgasms Bai gave you, and for me, only your stories can excite me. And like I said, I'm grateful to Bai for those years for turning you into the 'slut' others see. Marrying such a 'slut,' I feel so happy. If this is a kind of perversion, I don't mind being perverted with you for the rest of my life. As for what you said, that Bai will ruin us, I don't think it's that bad. We can just treat him as our sex toy." After
I finished speaking, although I could still see some unease on my wife's face, especially when she mentioned that Bai would ruin us, I felt even more moved. It was as if my wife was about to throw herself into my arms at any moment.
I supported my wife with my hands and continued, "But I also have anxieties, just not like you. My worry is, if Bai comes back to you, will you leave me?"
Hearing this, my wife trembled slightly. In a trembling voice, she said, "No, Bai said he won't contact me again."
I knew Bai held a significant place in my wife's heart. He had said such hurtful things to her before. Although these words brought me some relief—I knew Bai not contacting her was the best outcome, the only solution—I didn't even need to ask her if she could resist if Bai came back and wanted to continue with her. She definitely wouldn't. Now, hearing her say Bai hadn't contacted her, I was quite happy, but still a little heartbroken. I pulled her into a tight embrace.
I continued, "I have another worry. If things continue like this, if you hear everything about Bai and you, how will you achieve orgasm? After all… my physical attributes and skills aren't as good as his…"
My wife was probably deeply moved by this. She slid off my embrace, her lips gently landing on mine, and began to kiss me.
After a kiss, I gently pushed my wife away, then playfully pinched her nose, teasing her, "I've been thinking about all this for a long time, it's all from the bottom of my heart. I believe you understand me, and you think the same way, right? After all, look at how sexy you were when I was describing those details!"
My wife blushed, playfully punched me, and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying! That's not what I meant at all! Who could resist such detailed descriptions?"
I said to my wife, "Come on, were those the details I described? Didn't you notice I was repeating what you said?... Even though you said such heavy things just now, if you didn't carry that expectation and excitement within that heaviness, why would you have gone into so many details? You should admit it."
My wife blushed even more, her face turning bright red, burying her face in my chest and refusing to look at me. I looked at my wife's shy expression and laughed happily.
Just as I was laughing, my wife leaned close to my ear and said, "Your second worry is still far off. You'll have plenty more to do for me later!"

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