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Word count: 5621. My wife recovered her figure very well after giving birth, and compared to before pregnancy, she had an added maternal charm. Her bra size had also increased; she was already large-breasted, and now it's no exaggeration to call her "busty." When our child turned three, we sent him to his grandparents' house to be cared for, and we returned to a life as a couple. My long-suppressed desire to be cuckolded began to resurface. However, due to pregnancy and childcare, we didn't have the time or energy to properly "date" for several years. As a result, the single men we had on QQ either disappeared or gave up. Our grand plan to return to the dating scene seemed to have to be temporarily shelved. However, my wife's pent-up sexual desire from pregnancy and childcare was now erupting like a torrent. Previously, she had been waiting for me to choose single men; now she wanted to take the initiative. One night after we made love, she suddenly said to me, "Honey, I'm really horny lately."
I said, "Baby, I know you've been working hard lately, and I feel sorry for you. I posted an ad a few days ago looking for a single man, and I should get some news soon. Then I'll have a fresh cock to use right away. Sweetie, just bear with it a little longer." My wife made a pitiful crying face at me, "How long do I have to wait? I'll have to choose one after another. I can't wait, I want it now." My wife is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything when she's in the mood, so I'm always the one who oversees the safety and the selection of men. She just needs to enjoy herself and bring back other men's semen for me to enjoy. Just as I was about to say something to comfort my wife, she suddenly smiled slyly and said, "Why don't I go find one myself? That way it'll save a lot of trouble, and I'll still be satisfied." I was taken aback by my wife's suggestion, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that it wasn't a bad idea. If my wife finds a single man herself, firstly, he must be someone she likes and is satisfied with. Secondly, I actually prefer to see my wife and friends having sex, as the thrill is something a stranger can't provide. "Okay, then you need to be careful. Take it slow and don't reveal our secret too soon. Tell him when the time is right." Usually, my wife only takes photos when she dates single men; they rarely record videos. To ensure my wife is fully engaged in this sexual game, I've always let her act alone while I wait at home for her "victory." But this has become boring after a while, so I discussed it with my wife. We decided that when she feels a single man is reliable, she should tell him about our agreement and invite him over. Because some single men aren't found online but in real life, they don't know I exist. I've invited familiar single men over for parties like this several times already. Once they're home, my wife dominates, while the usually vigorous single men seem a bit lacking. At this point, I show him photos of my wife in bed with other single men, indirectly telling him how wanton this woman is, allowing him to use her without restraint, while I'm just there to take pictures, record videos, and serve her. Sure enough, my rescue tactic works! The single men instantly become aroused, their virility restored, each thrust as fierce as if facing their mortal enemy, fucking my wife with unrestrained moans. Because my wife takes birth control pills regularly, the single men can ejaculate inside her without worry, as long as they don't have any health problems—something we confirmed before we even met. But these single men who feel comfortable bringing my wife home are still a minority; otherwise, the neighbors would find it strange to see strange men coming and going from my house so often. "Don't worry, I know, it's not like I've never done this before," my wife assured me confidently. Suddenly, I thought of something and asked her, "Have you already chosen someone?" She smiled mysteriously at me, "I won't tell you, I'll tell you later." My curiosity was immediately piqued, so I tickled her armpits to force her to comply. My wife is extremely ticklish, and this always works. "Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you..." "Tell me quickly." "He's a new intern at our company, very handsome." Hearing this, my mind started to race: "So, have you hooked up with him yet?" "What do you mean by hooking up? That sounds awful." "Okay, okay, tell me quickly." "Hmm, it's a bit difficult. That intern has a girlfriend, and he seems quite devoted to her. I've chatted with him a few times, but he hasn't shown any interest." I was suddenly at a loss. Usually, single men would take the initiative to approach us; it's rare for us to approach them ourselves, and this one wasn't taking the bait. My wife's figure hasn't changed at all after giving birth; in fact, she's even more voluptuous, the kind that would excite any man. It seems like this time, things might not go smoothly. "Well, you can try again. If it really doesn't work, then forget it. I'll find some suitable online friends sooner." I tried to comfort my wife, but I didn't realize that what I said was wrong; it actually fueled her competitive spirit. "I won't let this go so easily. I'll get what I want. The department is having a party in a few days, and I don't believe he can escape my grasp." It seems my wife is serious this time. It looks like this so-called intern is quite to her liking, otherwise she wouldn't be so determined to get him. In the following days, I spent every day filtering single men who applied online. However, while there were many applicants, very few met the requirements. The few who did meet the requirements lived too far away to come here anytime soon, which was too much of a problem. A few days later, one evening, it was the monthly party for my wife's department. I received a message from my wife early on that she might be back late. Around ten o'clock, I saw that she hadn't returned yet, and I started to get anxious. Just as I was about to call her, she called back. "Honey, I have something to do tonight, so I won't be home." Hearing this, I immediately understood what had happened and asked excitedly, "What, did you get him?"
"Yeah, you don't know I did it. I'm not talking to you anymore, he's out after showering. I'll tell you when he gets back tomorrow."
My wife hung up the phone, and I couldn't sleep that night. It had been a long time since I'd felt this kind of excitement. Before, when my wife stayed out all night meeting single men, I would initially be so excited I couldn't sleep. But after it happened so many times, my emotional fluctuations became much less intense. Only when my wife came home, and I smelled her cunt still carrying the fishy smell of semen, would my penis start throbbing excitedly. I immediately pulled down her pants, got close to my wife's cunt, and smelled it carefully. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick the mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, which smelled of other men's semen. I felt that my cuckoldry mentality had calmed down a lot, but my tastes were becoming increasingly extreme. Simply letting my wife go out to meet other men was no longer enough for me. This time, probably because I hadn't played games for too long, starting again inevitably required an adjustment period. Finally, unable to sleep, I looked at old photos of my wife with single men, then read a cuckold's novel and masturbated until I finally fell asleep. My wife didn't return home until noon the next day. Since their parties were always on Fridays, there was no worry about staying out too late and affecting her work the next day. "Honey, I'm home." "You're back! Quick, come here and let me see. After all night, is your pussy loose?" "Look." My wife didn't answer my teasing; instead, she took a black object from her bag. I took it and saw it was the black stockings my wife had worn before leaving yesterday. Opening it, I saw several tears, clearly intentionally torn. I immediately understood what had happened, and then noticed some hard lumps on the stockings. "This is what he played with last night. There are still traces of semen on it."
I quickly brought it to my nose and sniffed it hard. Sure enough, there was a fishy smell of semen. Although a night had passed, I could still smell it. After all, I had not only smelled it, but also eaten it. "It smells so fishy, how many times did you ejaculate last night?" "Hehe, I won't tell you now. I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll tell you slowly later." As my wife said this, she was about to walk towards the bathroom. I grabbed her. How could I let her go so easily? She had her fun outside and didn't care about her husband when she came back. "Don't shower yet. Let me try it first. Is this pussy loose?" Then I started to lift her skirt up. To my surprise, my wife was completely naked under her skirt. I looked at her in surprise: "Where are your underwear? I remember you were wearing them when you went out."
My wife wiggled her hips a few times, her expression more like arousal than embarrassment: "Ugh, it's all his fault. He insisted on taking my underwear, saying he wanted to keep it as a souvenir." "So you were walking back naked." I realized the crucial point and started to get excited. The thought of my wife walking around naked in this bustling city was incredibly arousing. "Yeah, I didn't bring any other pants. But I took a taxi back; that place is too far from home." "Then the taxi driver saw everything." My wife's skirt was only above her knees, practically a short skirt. If she hadn't been careful while sitting in the car, her legs would definitely have been exposed. "Oh! No wonder that driver kept looking in the rearview mirror. He's such a pervert! So embarrassing!"
Under this double stimulation, I couldn't take it anymore. I picked my wife up and carried her to the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed. I quickly took off my pajamas and climbed onto the bed myself. I spread my wife's legs, revealing her swollen, red vulva, which had been enjoyed all night. I brought my nose close and smelled it; the smell of semen here was even stronger than on the stockings from before. "Why does it smell so strong here?" I asked my wife, puzzled. She put on a pitiful look and said softly, "He ejaculated inside me again when he left, and I haven't had time to wash yet." Hearing this, I was instantly aroused. My hands trembled uncontrollably with excitement. Without saying a word, I stuck out my tongue and licked my wife's vulva, which still had fresh semen on it. I put it back in my mouth and savored it. Because the first lick was not much, and it was just the residual fluid from the outer labia, it wasn't very sticky, but it was starting to solidify. In my mouth, it was more like jelly, and I couldn't really taste it. I started pulling my wife's labia apart again, revealing the tender flesh inside and the white, sticky fluid. This time, I'd discovered a treasure trove! It seemed, just as my wife had said, that I'd just ejaculated inside. Every second that passed was a waste. Not wanting my wife's hard-earned semen to go to waste, I didn't hesitate to thrust my tongue in, trying to scrape out every last drop. This semen inside her vagina was much fresher than the semen around her labia. The temperature inside the vagina must have kept it viscous and prevented it from freezing, making it even smoother in my mouth. Especially mixed with the vaginal fluid from my wife's cunt, it was like a delicious soup, perfectly complementing my endless cuckolding fantasies—truly something I could never tire of. Unfortunately, too much time had passed, and the amount of semen remaining was too small. After a few sips, it was difficult to scrape any more out of her vagina. That's why I prefer to have my wife bring home single men for sex, so I can get the freshest, hot, thick semen. While I was licking her vagina and eating her semen, my wife's vagina was also fully stimulated, and she started secreting some vaginal fluid. This made it convenient for me to skip any foreplay and just get straight to it, aiming my penis at her pussy and thrusting it in. My wife and I both let out a happy moan at the same time. I was releasing my pent-up sexual desire from the whole night, while she was completely craving the constant thrusting of my penis. "How did you two get together last night?" I started asking my wife while having sex with her. While enduring my intrusion, she also gathered her thoughts and answered my questions: "Well, I made an excuse to talk to him and sing with him. When it was time to go home, I pretended to be drunk and had him take me home." "Didn't all your colleagues see you acting like that?" "They've seen it all the time, but I don't give them a chance, so they can't have it." Hearing this, I increased the intensity of my thrusts. Where can you find such a slutty wife? Not only did she cheat on me with strangers online and single men, but she also flirted with me a lot in front of her colleagues at work. "Just put him in the car like that, and then..." "Then, then, I pretended to be incredibly drunk, leaned against him, and kept breathing into his ear, while my hand slowly touched his penis. By the time I touched it, his penis was swollen." "
Of course! If your penis doesn't get hard like that, are you even a man? If you act like this, the driver will see everything." "Who cares? Let him see if he wants to. Anyway, he can only look, he can't have it." I've just realized that being a taxi driver is a truly blissful job, provided you have a wife as incredibly horny as me. "That's hard to say. What if you get horny halfway through the trip and can't resist? Then that driver will get lucky."
My mind started fantasizing about my wife being violated by a stranger again. This was even more exciting than dating a single man to have sex with my wife, but considering safety, it remained just a fantasy. Seemingly provoked by my words, my wife's vagina visibly tightened. I chuckled and said, "You're so horny. I was just saying something casually, and you can't take it anymore. Are you already thinking about some other man fucking you again?"
My wife remained silent, and I took the opportunity to stop. This was more painful for her than any form of torture. Sure enough, it worked immediately: "No, don't stop, keep going, fuck me harder!" I then slowly resumed my movements with small movements: "Tell me, were you thinking about being raped by that driver just now?"
"...Yes, I wanted to be raped by his big cock, to have his sweaty cock stuffed into my cunt, stuffed full, and kept thrusting in." "Is that how it is?" As I spoke, I thrust hard into my wife's horny cunt a few times. "Yes, that's it, your cunt is so horny, don't stop, fuck it hard, fuck it until it's broken, I want more."
"You haven't told me what happened to that intern, what was his reaction, seeing you so horny."
"What could he possibly do? Men are all the same, pretending to be so proper, but a few touches of his dick and they're all obedient. I told him I didn't want to go home, and his dick immediately jumped up, and he made the driver change direction and go to the hotel." "The driver must have wanted to go too." "You really want me to let the driver fuck me? Then next time I'll find a driver to fuck me, consider it payment for the fare, and let him have it easy." "We'll see next time." I thought about it and still felt that doing so was too dangerous. If the driver had bad intentions, it wouldn't be a joke. "How was it at the hotel?" "Just like you, usually so honest and proper, but as soon as we got to the room he started taking off my clothes, and his hands were all over my ass."
"He lasted as long as I did." I usually exercise to better satisfy my wife's unusual sexual desires, and also because I'm getting older, my body isn't what it used to be. "Yeah, his is big and thick, but he doesn't have that many techniques, he doesn't seem to have much experience, but he recovers very quickly. He fucked me all night, I was almost dead." "Damn! After fucking me for so long, he only brought me this little bit of semen." My wife said with a hint of resentment, "Because most of it was swallowed, and shot into my ass."
Damn! He even played with my anus, and he even gave me a blowjob and swallowed my semen, that's something I haven't experienced in a long time. My wife added, "He's so cute and handsome, I just wanted to taste what his semen tastes like. He kept asking for it in my ass, and I couldn't resist, so I let him try it. It's almost torn open."
At this point, I couldn't control my excitement any longer, and thick streams of semen finally shot into my wife's cunt, mixing with the semen of the intern who had been exploring inside, washing over the walls of her vagina.
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