My wife's sexual release record

My partner and I have been together for ten years. Through thick and thin, we've been inseparable. In today's world, the term "couple who have weathered hardships together" might seem somewhat unrealistic, but we have indeed overcome countless obstacles together. It's fair to say that our love is etched in time, a deep emotion imprinted on our hearts with the subtle wrinkles that appear at the corners of our eyes. It's a depth that words cannot describe. If we share the same heart, she is my heart for life. It is precisely because of this trust in our relationship that we dared to step out of the box and experience alternative sexual practices.
It was by chance that I learned about terms like "***" and "3P" online. From initial curiosity to excitement, to telling her about them, and finally getting her to accept these concepts and try them out, it took almost four years. I won't go into the details here.
In 2013, I met a man online, A. He had rich life experience and a sincere heart. He was a caring older brother who understood women. When the flowers he ordered for Valentine's Day arrived, she finally decided to experience this alternative passion with me. We arranged to meet in a certain city. However, she got her period the day before the meeting, which meant the exciting part of the gathering was gone. But we still met. We had a meal together and chatted about harmless things. This kind of setting is always a bit awkward, since the purpose of the meeting was too obvious. Afterwards, he booked a room, and we waited in the car for him to shower before going upstairs. He waited downstairs until we were all ready before bringing us up. This arrangement was partly to avoid the lobby staff seeing the three of us spending the night together in the room, and partly to make her feel less uncomfortable. After we went upstairs, we showered together. The woman seemed more concerned about her appearance and specifically asked me to shave her armpit hair so she would look better. She put on the sexy, semi-transparent nightgown I had bought for her, and then I called A to come upstairs. She buried her face in my arms, with an unnatural smile on her face. I knew that besides curiosity and a little excitement, she was mostly uneasy, so I could only comfort her. After A came up, she sat on the other bed (A had booked a double room). I kissed and caressed her, and she started panting, kissing me forcefully. I gestured for A to come closer, and he reached over and touched her body. I started to pull down her panties, feeling the wetness of her genitals, and slowly inserted a dildo into her. She became increasingly excited. I took her hand and guided it to A's penis; it was large and long, at least twice the size of mine. She must have been very curious, as she had never seen such a large penis before. I encouraged her to take it in her mouth and stroke it. A's penis grew larger and more swollen. At this point, I habitually put a condom on my finger (for hygiene) and inserted it into her vagina, thrusting harder and harder. I could hear a wet, squelching sound; I knew she was becoming aroused. Then, when I used paper to wipe her, both A and I saw that she had bled a lot, so we both stopped. A went to rest on another bed, and I helped her put her panties back on and put on a sanitary napkin. But the impulse didn't die down. We hugged and kissed, and rubbed her genitals with our legs. She let out a comfortable moan... Finally, A couldn't take it anymore and jokingly said: "How am I supposed to rest if you guys keep doing this?"

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