My wife and I both play.

My wife and I were college classmates, and it's been 12 years since graduation. It feels like it's not easy for us to stay together this long; back then, very few couples actually made it. We both went to local universities. After graduation, I went to work in another city and only came home about every two weeks. She stayed in the city, and gradually we lost contact, which naturally led to our breakup. We still kept in touch by phone, though it felt like our relationship had deteriorated from romantic to friendly. Since we were both studying in the same city, her family was very strict, so we didn't have sex very often in college. We either did it when no one was home or went to a cheap hotel. But every time was truly memorable.

She's petite and cute, almost a head shorter than me. She always asked me why I liked her, and I would tease her, saying I liked models' figures, and that she should grow taller. Those years in college were when I helped her gradually mature. We had sex 10 times, performed oral sex 10 times, anal sex 10 times, booked a hotel room 10 times, watched porn 10 times, and visited porn sites 10 times—yes, this forum. We shared one account. She especially liked the "Oriental Beauty" picture section, and would share her thoughts with me while looking at the pictures. Even after we broke up, this became our shared connection, a kind of secret: exchanging sexual experiences.

Later, I worked in another city and met my former junior high school class monitor. She was preparing for graduate school entrance exams, and we started dating. She was very skilled in all kinds of techniques; I even joked that she could work as a prostitute even without a master's degree. After starting work, renting my own place made things easier, and she would come over every weekend for two days. That was when I went the wildest, practically like I was being kept. She was very proactive; while my wife only knew how to perform oral sex, she would do it in various ways, or we'd have sex using a cucumber with a condom as a substitute for a threesome. We also had some outdoor sex a couple of times, in the woods near her school and in a park, and she especially liked the woman-on-top position. Back then, when I chatted with my wife on QQ, I would tell her about my experiences with her, even though I never thought I'd marry her. I even teased her, saying I'd finally found someone with a model's figure, because she had long legs and was tall. Actually, my thoughts at the time were quite dirty. Maintaining contact and talking about sex was just a way of hoping we could be friends with benefits again. My wife would also talk to me about her affairs; she treated me like a male confidant, sharing secrets. Since we'd slept together, it wasn't awkward to talk about it.

During those conversations, I learned that she'd also been with other men back in her hometown. One was a high school classmate who had a crush on her. They went to a hotel after a class reunion, but that was the only time. My wife said the guy was alright, but she didn't feel any romantic interest. They lost contact after that. The other man was someone she met by chance. One summer, she was riding her bicycle to the social security bureau when she encountered him struggling on roller skates up a hill. She kindly helped him for a while. My wife said she helped him because he was handsome, taller than her, and strong. Every time she reminisced about him, she said his muscles were bulging. My wife hadn't thought much of it after helping out, but when she got to the place where she was doing her business, she ran into the same guy who was also there. He quickly bought her a drink as a thank you, and the two chatted while waiting. My wife doesn't really like guys who like to show off. According to her, guys like that at our school only hook up with naive young girls or those who like to brag all the time; they're only good at charming girls from rural areas. But she and this guy got along quite well, and later they added each other on QQ. He even took her home on his bicycle. About a month after they met, my wife went to a hotel with him. To be honest, I always thought mine was pretty impressive, but my wife later said this guy was even more impressive—almost a head taller than me, with an 18cm penis that was also thicker. This made my wife think that penis length was proportional to body size.

My wife is a nurse and works night shifts; she lied to her family that she was on a night shift that time. The next time they went to the hotel, my wife said this guy had sex with her all night and she orgasmed four times. Because it had been six months since she last had sex with that high school classmate, and during that time she only occasionally masturbated. Actually, I think my wife is short, and her vagina is short too. When I'm in the doggy style, the head of my penis can reach her cervix. She said that the handsome guy could penetrate her all the way in from the front, which is why she orgasms easily. That night, my wife let him try every position except anal sex, all of which I taught her! My wife also said that oral sex was the best because she knows that the size of the penises in Western porn is rarely seen in real life (I told her that), and this one really is big. In the end, besides being penetrated vaginally, she also had oral sex once. I later asked her why she didn't have anal sex. She said it hurt a lot when I penetrated her from behind, and she just endured it. Actually, I had only had anal sex with her once before, and she didn't want to try it after just two or three thrusts. We only had complete anal sex after we got married. On the contrary, my experience with anal sex with the female class monitor was quite different. We showered together, and I used shower gel as lubricant. She leaned against the wall with both hands, and I penetrated her from behind, inserting into her anus while simultaneously masturbating her vagina. Anal sex wasn't as pleasurable as vaginal sex, but there was a sense of psychological conquest. This was also related to the fact that she had a lot of experience; she had at least four boyfriends and had experience with anal sex. Anyway, later, because my wife had a good impression of him, she and this handsome guy became friends with benefits. By today's standards, they were truly friends with benefits—they had a good relationship on the surface, almost like lovers, but never discussed marriage. Actually, thinking about it, my relationship with the female class monitor was similar. My

wife and this guy maintained their relationship for two years, only separating when he moved to another city. When my wife first got together with this handsome guy, she chatted with me on QQ about it, but I didn't really feel anything because I had been with the female class monitor for almost a year, and she often asked me to tell her how I had done to her. Then, slowly, she started describing how that handsome guy fucked her—how big and long his penis was, the glans was purplish-red, how he filled her mouth during oral sex, and how she watched his big penis slowly penetrate her vagina and thrust in and out. As she talked more, I felt a pang of jealousy. After all, we'd dated before, though we both knew that even the sweetest relationships rarely last. I had warned her not to let herself be used, but she said that the handsome guy was good to her in every way. Anyway, from what my wife said, the guy was really good, which made me feel a bit inferior. My wife said the key was that the guy's skill was too high. When I used to fuck her, I would first fuck her until she orgasmed, then fuck her hard for a while before ejaculating. That way, one ejaculation would give her two orgasms. While I couldn't guarantee it would always be like that, at least she'd have an orgasm every time. Back then, we were both in our early twenties, full of energy. On average, we could have sex every other day, and sometimes going to a hotel for sex twice a day, morning and night, was quite normal. I thought this level was pretty good; at least the female class monitor was very satisfied. Except for weekends, whenever she had time, she would come to see me, have dinner, go shopping, and have sex. The next day, I would take her to school.

Saturdays were basically our battle days. As long as I was willing to go shopping with her during the day, she was willing to let me do whatever I wanted. Her exact words at the time were, "Aren't you tired from work? Go shopping with me? I'll let you fuck my ass tonight!" Every time she deliberately said that provocatively, we would laugh together, and then I could only go shopping with her. To save face, I kept telling my wife that many women don't have orgasms every time, and that she was lucky to have met me. But my wife said that she had a high starting point and was now climbing even higher, leaving me speechless. She also said that this handsome guy was very energetic, basically ejaculating into her two or three times a night. She made him squirt during her first time, and experienced consecutive orgasms for the first time. She even swallowed his semen for the first time, whereas she had always spat it out when I gave her oral sex before. My wife swallowed his semen voluntarily because we hadn't dated for a week, and she said she felt sexually frustrated. When they went to a hotel on vacation, the guy, who had been holding back for too long, pulled out to ejaculate halfway through my wife's orgasm. My wife, still in the throes of orgasm, grabbed his buttocks and started sucking his penis. She said the amount of semen was large, and the handsome guy kept stimulating her vagina to maintain her orgasm, so she swallowed it all without thinking. When I was home, I would occasionally call her and ask her out for dinner. We hadn't had sex at first, but later we would occasionally go to a hotel together. It really is true that distance makes the heart grow fonder. We were getting tired of each other, but after being apart for a while, it felt much better.

Later, the female class monitor went to work in another city, and I continued to date a few more women, some colleagues, and some female white-collar workers I knew. Actually, I had already cheated on my wife before she left. My wife and I both studied medicine; she became a nurse, and I became a pharmaceutical representative. I've never seen a pretty female pharmaceutical representative, but I did sleep with one of the female office staff at my company. Including my wife, I've slept with eight women so far, which is really not many compared to experienced men, mainly because I'm afraid of getting dirty and don't go to prostitutes. I can confirm that I slept with my wife for the first time. Besides me, she's also slept with three other men: one was her high school classmate, one was that handsome guy, and another was that handsome guy's friend, and it was even a threesome with the handsome guy. Threesome? I've never even done that! The women I've slept with were all one-on-one, I've never even done a threesome. Now when we talk about this, we both say we've been taken advantage of. She knows that I've slept with six women, including her, but there are two I haven't told her about. She always says she's made a mistake marrying me. Every time this comes up, I say I'll find you a guy when we get back, or maybe a couple or lovers to do swapping, but she disagrees and gives me a deliberately glaring look. Sometimes, though, after I've had my way with her, she'll say she wants a penis in her mouth. At first, she'd suck my fingers while I was penetrating her, or she'd bend over and give me oral sex while I masturbated from behind. Later, we bought a vibrator, which made things much easier; she could smear it with her saliva when I was having sex with her from behind.

We finally got together after I quit my job in another city and moved to a company in my hometown. My wife's handsome boyfriend went to another city. It took us almost a year to confirm our relationship and prepare for marriage. During that time, she almost broke up with me because she secretly went to a hotel with that handsome boyfriend again. Actually, I wasn't angry at all, because I had also secretly slept with several other women before. I thought to myself, "This is karma!" After we got married, I always remembered a joke I saw in school: A teacher was advising students not to have early relationships, saying they were raising someone else's wife. One boy said, "The problem is, our future wives are being raised by someone else right now!" I don't know if other people ask their spouses how many sexual partners they've had after marriage, but we both genuinely know and don't care. Because we didn't plan to get married, we basically told each other everything. My wife even has many photos of her being with handsome men. After those men took the photos, my wife took the SD card and encrypted it on her own computer. This was after she let the handsome man take the photos the first time and didn't get them back; I taught her how. And that handsome man did give them to her every time afterward. Besides keeping the photos on her own computer, she also shared them with her friends, which led to the later threesome. Now, occasionally my wife and I open the computer together and look at the photos—besides hers, there are also photos of me with several other women, and we have sex with her while watching. I think it doesn't matter who supports your wife before marriage; the key is whether everyone is happy. That's what matters. I didn't expect to write so much just from these thoughts. Thinking about how much I haven't finished writing, I'll stop here for now and continue later when I have more time.

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