Going out of the wall

(Part 1) On

ordinary days, as long as I take care of Xiaoqi's food and daily needs, and the kindergarten car picks her up for class, after finishing the housework, it's my own time. I go to the gym, the swimming pool, or community college extracurricular classes. My days are quite fulfilling.

The child finishes school around four in the afternoon and usually goes to bed on time at nine o'clock in the evening. After that, I chat with my husband via video call. But tonight, the topic of our chat is a little different.

My husband, Zhihui, is already online on the monitor. I'm wearing headphones and a microphone, facing the camera...

"Did you dress as I asked? Turn around so I can see..." My husband instructs me from the other end of the headphones.

I'm wearing a black semi-transparent cat costume. The material is somewhat similar to nylon stockings. It's a one-piece suit from thigh to chest, with a pretty lace pattern around the thighs. The neckline is cut out, and the upper body is held up by two thin straps. Zhihui specially mailed this from Shanghai. After it arrived yesterday, he told me to wear it tonight.
I twirled around in front of the camera…

“Great, Shufang… Sit down!” My husband gestured for me to sit in front of the monitor, facing the camera.

“Shufang, what do you want to do today?” My husband Zhihui’s voice came through the earphones. In the video, my husband was wearing earphones and a microphone, just like me, and was shirtless.
“First, lift your legs up and put them on the table!” he said.

I leaned back in my chair and slowly opened my legs and put them on the computer desk…

I don’t know where he learned this from, but my husband has recently started playing this kind of game with me. He calls it “online sex,” which, as the name suggests, is having sex online. However, although it’s called sex, there is no actual physical contact. At most, it’s just me masturbating while the other person watches from the other side of the computer.

To be honest, I was quite surprised when Zhihui made such a request at first. Zhihui's sexual performance was mediocre, and his needs were never frequent, especially after he became a manager, which reduced them even more. The conventional Zhihui didn't seem like the type to play around like this, and I felt awkward playing around in front of the camera.

However, on second thought, I remembered a friend saying that once a man goes to the mainland, if a woman throws herself at him, nine out of ten men will get seasick. Zhihui is alone in Shanghai, and rather than giving him the opportunity to mess around, this request would allow us to see each other satisfy our psychological needs, which I found reassuring, so I went along with it.

The rules were simple: just do as my husband Zhihui asked, and I couldn't refuse…

At thirty years old, I've always been confident in my figure. I'm 167cm tall and weigh 45kg. I married Zhihui at twenty-five, and after giving birth, I did everything I could – aerobics, gym sessions, everything – trying my best to get back to my pre-pregnancy shape. My breasts, originally a C-cup, had grown to an E-cup due to breastfeeding, but now they're somewhere between a C and a D.

My nipples, slightly darker brown from breastfeeding, were faintly visible under my semi-transparent catsuit. I opened my stocking-clad legs and placed them on the computer desk, exposing my most private parts to the camera. The small window on the right side of the monitor showed the view from the webcam… neatly trimmed pubic hair and exposed labia…

“Hmm… you could trim a little less hair on the mound… but not this time…” Zhihui said, as if observing.

I breathed a sigh of relief. There was only a small tuft left, about the width of a thumb; any more and it would be gone.

"Where's the equipment? Is it over there?" Zhihui asked.

"Yes... it's over there. Why did you waste money buying this... should I open it now?" I glanced at the guarantee on the table.

The guarantee he was referring to was the small one that had been sent with the cat costume. After opening the kraft paper bag, there was the original, exquisite outer packaging. The packaging had large lettering that read "Recommended by an Actress. Real Person Mold," and on the sides was printed a muscular, naked black man embracing a very beautiful Asian woman. It must be the AV actress recommended on the packaging.

"You didn't use it yourself, did you?" Zhihui asked with a smile.

"No! I haven't even opened it yet..." I said with a wry smile, annoyed.

"Okay... take it slow. Try it yourself first! I want to see..." Zhihui gave me my first instruction to masturbate.

After Xiaoqi's death that year, Zhihui was promoted to manager. The company had a mountain of business to handle, and he even took some home to work on. I was busy with the children's affairs, so our already infrequent sex life became even less frequent. It was very difficult for us as the children grew up, and then Zhihui was assigned to manage the mainland business.

Sometimes I would masturbate when I was sexually frustrated, especially around my period when I felt a strong urge. Zhihui was so busy he didn't have time to rest, and I was worried about him getting too tired, so I would masturbate.
Most men and women are probably the same; masturbation stops after reaching orgasm. Men need to rest for several minutes after ejaculation, but women can achieve multiple orgasms with continuous stimulation.

However, masturbation can never compare to the thrill of real sex…

In the past week, I've actually experienced a long-lost pleasure, like during our honeymoon. In fact, following Zhihui's steps… The instructions pushed me to climax. Because it was my husband's request, I was able to let go of my inhibitions and not worry about being labeled as a lecher. During the process, I even waited to see what he wanted me to do next...

The camera was on me, making me feel feverish all over. I found it unbelievable that I was cooperating with my husband's request.

I reached out and began to gently stroke my labia with my fingers, scratching them, then lingering on the small mound where the two labia met...

On the monitor in front of me, my husband on the main screen was pulling out his penis from his large black briefs and slowly stroking it.

A woman's clitoris is a very mysterious structure, covered by a thin foreskin. Even through clothing, friction can make the clitoris excited and erect. Gentle scratching can make it eagerly expose the foreskin and receive more stimulation.

My face flushed, and I put one leg on the chair next to me, my legs... The fingers, moistened with the fluids that had flowed from my clitoris, gently rubbed it as the clitoris began to peek out.

"Mmm..." A tingling, pleasurable sensation spread through my body, and I closed my eyes, letting out a soft moan.

"It's here!" I cried out.
"Say it out, wife... let your husband hear your voice," Zhihui pleaded, stroking his still-unerected penis.

"Ah...ah..."

I moaned seductively, looking at the camera. My finger, which had been gently teasing, was now pressing against my clitoris and drawing circles. This self-pleasure in front of the camera, coupled with Zhihui's voyeuristic gaze via video, made me feel aroused, and slippery fluids flowed involuntarily.

Every woman's sensitivity is different, but I know that for me, stimulating my clitoris is the fastest way to achieve orgasm. I don't know how long it takes to reach orgasm by rubbing my clitoris with my fingers, but I know that these days, with my husband's voyeuristic gaze, orgasms come quickly and rapidly. I

even discovered that after the first clitoral orgasm, stopping the stimulation for a few seconds to cool down, and then increasing the pressure, could lead to a second and third climax in a short time.
However, since it was my husband's request, I still stuck out my tongue and began licking the glans of the dildo in my hand.

"Ah...oh...husband...I'm coming..."

My lower body felt numb and tingly, my back was tense and my buttocks were tightly clenched, and the orgasm gradually came like a huge wave...

The speed of my fingers circling and stimulating my clitoris increased...

"So good...more...more..."

"Lick it..." Zhihui gave the order.
After reaching the peak, I fell like a roller coaster crashing down. I leaned back and sat with my legs tightly clenched, feeling the afterglow of the clitoral orgasm.

"So beautiful! Shufang!" My husband's hand on the screen didn't stop and continued to stroke me...
"You can't put your legs down, you have to open them! You can open the 'little gift' now!" he sneered.

I adjusted my sitting position, picked up the packaging box on the table, and then opened my legs again and straddled the chair in an M shape.

Under the camera lens, my labia, still slightly parted from a clitoral orgasm, were wet. On the monitor, Zhihui's hands continued their relentless thrusting, but his penis remained limp.

Pulling back the packaging lid, I saw a device lying in a velvet box, touted as "Recommended by Actresses. Realistic Mold."

It was a completely black, realistic dildo, much larger in length and diameter than my husband's. While it looked menacing, it wasn't as hard as I'd imagined and was quite elastic. I gasped…

because it was the first time I'd ever seen such a device, and one so large.

"Husband…it's so big, no…" I pleaded, realizing Zhihui would surely beg me to put it in.

On the screen, my husband was diligently manipulating his semi-erect penis, large beads of sweat clinging to his cheeks. He stared at the monitor, clicking the mouse repeatedly. Suddenly, I felt a pang of sympathy for him…

The study was filled with the sounds of fingers sliding in and out of a vagina, stirring up her juices, and the wet, smacking sounds of someone sucking on his penis. With each movement, pleasure slowly spread through my lower body.
I held the vibrator, looking hesitant. I didn't consider myself good at oral sex. Although I knew that the muscles of the mouth and tongue were very powerful and could provide pleasurable stimulation to the penis, I had never actively performed oral sex on Zhihui. At most, he would sometimes ask me to perform oral sex on his penis during sex, but I usually felt like vomiting from the stimulation…

“Lick around the glans with your tongue, then use the tip of your tongue to stir the groove of the glans, then gently rub and bite with your teeth…”

Zhihui’s instructions came through the earpiece. They were more like instructions on how to perform oral sex on a man.

"Put your lips on the glans, then slowly twist your tongue around the ridges on the crown. Keep sucking here for the best feeling!"

(At Zhihui's request, I trimmed my pubic hair a week ago, but he keeps asking me to trim it, so it's always been a small tuft.
Tonight, I tied my long, curly hair up in two strands like Candy Candy, Zhihui's favorite playful style. A very elastic black, semi-transparent catsuit revealed my figure. I'd never worn this kind of clothing before, so I felt a little awkward, but he seemed quite satisfied.
I followed my husband's instructions completely, making wet, smacking sounds. Actually, I didn't feel anything sucking on the rubber product, but I noticed Zhihui's penis on the screen was slightly erect and throbbing…

"Mmm… mmm…"

To me, this was a lewd performance, and he seemed quite pleased with my performance…

I released his penis again and repeatedly circled the edge of the glans with my tongue.) Sometimes I would quickly lick the tip of my urethra with the tip of my tongue, and by then the entire dildo was wet with my saliva, the black shaft glistening with a damp light under the lamp...

"Oh... Shufang, I didn't know you were so good at licking..."
Zhihui's penis was erect on the video screen... I didn't say much, I just wanted to satisfy my husband's and my own sexual desires, and the erotic performance continued, my fingers parting my labia slowly sliding into my vagina, then my palm rubbing my sensitive clitoris again...

"Shufang... put it in... put the big black dildo into your pussy..." Zhihui stared intently at the monitor.

Receiving the instruction, I stopped what I was doing, and looked at the camera with seductive eyes, moving the hand holding the dildo down to my lower body, while my other hand parted my labia...

"Husband... I'm going in..." The glans of the dildo was aimed at the cat costume opening at the base of my legs, my pussy was already wet from masturbation, I gently rubbed it, the tingling sensation making me involuntarily arch my back...

"Okay...okay...let the black man's cock fuck you..." my husband said affectionately, his erect penis throbbing faster as he worked it.
I held the glans of his penis, which was covered in sticky saliva and vaginal fluid, and slowly spread my vaginal opening. The feeling of my labia widening gave me a moment's relief, and then I slowly inserted the glans into my vagina...

"Ah...so big..."

This is the size of a black man's penis...

just the glans, and the feeling of my vagina being instantly filled was accompanied by the discomfort of widening. I couldn't tell if this was pleasure or pain. This was a feeling I had never experienced before, and I couldn't help but groan...

I continued to push gently in, without feeling any difficulty. I felt the dildo being firmly enveloped by my vaginal walls, all the way to the deepest point, with a large part of the dildo still sticking out.

"Oh...ah! Husband..."
"Cum, husband, cum!" I cried out, my penis continuing to thrust.

I cried out again as I gently withdrew… as if I could feel the shape, the ridges of the glans rubbing against the vaginal walls. During the piston-like stroke, I opened my mouth and said,

"I saw online that this is made from a real black penis… I just wanted you to try it. Don't worry, you can definitely do it…"

"Oh... I can't help it... Ah..." Zhihui cried out.
The pleasure of the thrusting was no longer enough to satisfy my desire, and my right hand, holding the penis, began to thrust rapidly...

My mind went blank. Unlike the tingling sensation of a clitoral orgasm, this was a pleasure that spread throughout my body from my lower body through my spine. With each thrust and withdrawal, the pleasure returned again and again.
I sucked on the huge dildo, intentionally making lewd moans. My free hand reached for my genitals, using my fingers to spread my labia, revealing the engorged, moist flesh to the camera.

At that moment, I heard my husband's low moans coming through the headphones. I slightly opened my eyes, and on the screen, Zhihui's hand, which was manipulating the penis, moved incredibly fast...

"It's coming... I'm coming... Husband... Ah..."

My legs, waist, and hips were tense, and the continuous pleasure brought me to the peak of orgasm. I thrust deep inside and didn't move, my lower body began to tremble uncontrollably... With the spasms of orgasm, I let out moans of "Mmm... Mmm..."

On the video call, my husband let out a low growl. He seemed about to grab some tissues from the table, but before he could even reach for them, his thick, semen-filled penis, which he was holding in his other hand, ejaculated, landing on the computer desk, the floor, and my thighs…

Embarrassed, Zhihui got up and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe himself. Seeing his disheveled state, I couldn't help but laugh out loud…

“I'll go offline and sort things out first, we'll talk again tomorrow…” Zhihui said as he worked.

“Okay… I'll go wash up too…” I replied.

My husband hurriedly went offline, while I slowly got up, picked up a dildo, and went into the bathroom…

"Having sex with Zhihui is completely incompatible, such a unique experience and sensation..." I thought to myself as I rubbed off the sticky bodily fluids...

(To be continued)

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