Let me tell you my story: My child is someone else's (absolutely true).

Since this is a spur-of-the-moment post about my past experiences, the writing is a bit messy, please forgive me.
My ex-wife (I'll mainly refer to her as my wife since this is before our divorce) and I were graduate school classmates, from the same university, in the same year, but in different majors and different colleges. My wife was quite beautiful, 163cm tall, 96kg, and rather slim. Except for her small bust, she was excellent in every other way. We met on a graduate school entrance exam forum. After we both passed, we kept in frequent contact. Because we were in the same year, we always lived in the same student dormitory area (the university has four student dormitory areas: east, west, south, and north). Even after we moved to the old campus in our second and third years of graduate school, we still lived very close to each other. When we first started graduate school, my wife had a boyfriend who was a doctoral student at a top university in China. My wife had a strong sex drive and was quite promiscuous. But on the surface, she was a lady, the very intellectual type. I pursued her and won her over quickly. As for how she broke up with her ex-boyfriend, I don't know, I didn't ask, and she never told me. In short, my wife is inherently promiscuous, but on the surface she's very proper, even appearing cold. I knew she was promiscuous and had a strong sex drive when we were dating in school. She once told me that during her undergraduate years, she lived with her boyfriend and had an ambiguous relationship with the male homeowner while tutoring other people's children (she never explicitly told me this, but I could guess). During her graduate studies, she went out to dinner with another male classmate, and on the taxi ride back to school, the man put his hand on her thigh, which she didn't refuse. She told me these things because I do have a cuckold fetish, and I often say cuckold-related things during sex. So, over time, she felt I wasn't lying, and therefore she was willing to tell me stories about her past relationships with other men. I remember once after we got married, we went boating on Mochou Lake in the summer. I touched her in broad daylight on the boat, and she moaned. I became aroused and told her to let her ex-boyfriend, a PhD student, have sex with her. She became even wetter, and she also told me things she hoped other men would have sex with her. Later, we couldn't wait to get home and had sex on the sofa as soon as we walked in the door.
It was so great, and I'll never forget that time. During sex, I almost always suggested that her ex-boyfriends have sex with her, and she always agreed. She was always very wet, and she told me that any man holding her would make her weak all over, so I think she's naturally horny. During sex, I often told her to have sex with other men without condoms, to have children with other men, but definitely not my child, only someone else's. I said things like, "That way, she and another man will be a real couple, a real family of three." Saying these things made me more passionate during sex, and she was more passionate too. She never objected to what I said and always cooperated actively, saying she would have children with her ex-boyfriend, that she and her ex-boyfriend were a real family, that she belonged to him in life and in death, and so on, to appease me. During our marriage, she had many lovers; I know of several. I'm a civil servant in a provincial government agency, and she's a university professor. She has very close relationships with professors at her university (and even some from neighboring universities). I've secretly checked their text messages (WeChat, QQ) a few times, and it's true she's having affairs with them. Two years ago, we divorced for other reasons. Later, she took the doctoral entrance exam, and I suspect her success was partly due to her connections with these professors. I didn't know my daughter wasn't my child until this year, during the pandemic, my workplace organized a blood donation drive. It was my first time donating blood, and I never even knew my blood type before. When I donated, I learned I was type O. At that moment, I knew my daughter wasn't my child because she's type AB. According to blood type theory, type O blood can never have children with type AB blood, so the fact that my daughter isn't my child became a reality. That day, I masturbated four times because of this fact, finding it quite exciting. Of course, before the divorce, I had always fantasized about my daughter not being my child and masturbated, but I never expected it to become a reality. People might think I'm perverted in this regard, and maybe I am, but I'm actually quite normal; it's just that I can't control my cuckolding tendencies. Actually, after our daughter was born, she had another abortion. She asked me to go with her, but she didn't blame me for not using protection. I suspect that abortion wasn't mine, but rather one of her professors'; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone through with it so calmly. Of course, I haven't explicitly told my ex-wife that
our daughter isn't mine. I don't know if she knows or not; she might, she might not. In any case, I can't bring myself to tell her, and she certainly wouldn't dare, since we're divorced. My ex-wife is really promiscuous. I remember once during our marriage, when I mentioned wanting other men to have sex with her, she took out her phone and started chatting with a man on WeChat right in front of me. The conversation went something like, "Honey, what are you doing? I want it." The man was a teacher at the school next door (I even suspect our daughter is his). He replied, "I should have gone to a hotel today." I asked her to show me the previous chat history, which contained many lewd photos, such as pictures of penises penetrating from behind. I suspect those photos were of my wife having sex with him. Later, when I tried to look through our previous chat history, she wouldn't let me. We've been divorced for two years now, and she has custody of our 7-year-old daughter. She's now with a professor who's divorced, and his child has already graduated from university.
PS, my ex-wife is not only promiscuous but also a master of pretense. When we were dating, she only let me have sex with her after we'd been to hotels dozens of times. Before that, she always complained of pain when I tried to penetrate her, acting like a virgin. That last time we did it was during her period, you know what I mean.

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