After his beloved wife had an affair with another man...

I've been lurking in 69 Paradise for several months now, reading other people's success stories. Although I don't know if these stories are true, they still get my blood pumping and I can't stop reading them, even though I have a cuckold fetish.
　　My intense desire for a cuckolding wife likely began around May or June of 2013. Back then, whenever my wife and I had sex, we'd often imagine a threesome or her having sex with a stranger, whispering these scenarios in her ear during intercourse. Here, I should first introduce my wife: she's 165cm tall, and we were high school classmates. I pursued her for three years in high school, but she focused solely on her studies, ignoring all the boys who tried to woo her. It wasn't until she went to university in the same city that we finally got together. When we first had sex, I was delighted to discover she was a virgin. For all these years, I've only had one sexual partner. I really enjoy having sex with her; her breasts are very sensitive. Every time we have sex, when I'm... When she recounted those passionate threesome scenes, even a light touch on her breasts would make her tremble uncontrollably. At those times, I liked to place one foot between her legs, feeling the powerful impact of her legs clenching together in her excitement—a force that was intoxicating, making my blood boil. Even when we watched adult films together, I would place my foot between her legs. She liked Japanese films, and whenever the male actor touched the female actor's breasts, her legs would clench with tremendous force. During the first round of penetration, I would touch her genitals, because by then her private parts were already overflowing with desire. I would also lightly touch her clitoris a few times, and she would let out an uninhibited moan from the depths of her soul. That moan was unique, filling me with a fighting spirit, making me temporarily deaf. It lacked the perfunctory and affected moans of women with many sexual experiences. Because my wife has only ever had me as her man, she simply doesn't know how to be affected or perfunctory.
　　Continuing from what I said about my wife, in May and June of 2013, I noticed that whenever we had sex and I fantasized about her having sex with other men, her legs would clamp around me even tighter. When I touched her breasts, her whole body would tremble violently, and she would moan so loudly it was deafening. Before sex, she would resolutely refuse to talk about sex, but whenever I asked her if she wanted other men to have sex with her, she would openly and without hesitation say yes. We could fantasize about every scenario, like pretending I was away on a business trip and me playing a stranger, drugging and raping her while she was asleep… or fantasizing about her wearing a see-through miniskirt and thong in a nightclub, dancing with a stranger, his hands touching her breasts… feeling the hard impact of another man's erection rubbing against her buttocks. In this scenario, the numbing effect of alcohol beforehand was even better… My wife really enjoys oral sex. The force and intensity of her oral sex are incredibly stimulating and pleasurable. When she sucks and moans with such ecstasy, my mind goes completely blank. The sexual pleasure her tongue brings is indescribable. Luckily, I'm quite resilient; even when she's sucking, moaning, and squeezing my legs together—the pleasure is indescribable—I can still keep my erection going. When I've brought her to a state of ecstasy, she'll hug me naked, nestled in my arms.
Today is the 17th day of the first lunar month in 2014. Before this, from Lunar New Year's Eve until last night, we had been having sex for 17 consecutive days, and every night was incredibly satisfying... There's a reason for that...
What forced me to take this action stemmed from the recent Spring Festival. We went back to our hometown together for the holiday, and her classmates organized a reunion. That night, she attended the reunion, while I went to a friend's house to drink. I drank a lot, and when I sobered up, it was already midnight. I called her, but she didn't answer. I kept calling until her phone was switched off. I figured she was singing at a karaoke bar and hadn't heard me. Her phone battery died, and I was very worried. It was the end of the year, and I was afraid something bad had happened. So I decided to go find her… but to no avail… It wasn't until after 4 a.m. that I learned from her classmates that she had gone to a hotel with a male classmate… because that guy had been pursuing her for a while… At that moment, I felt extremely angry and conflicted, and a little devil inside me started to stir… I couldn't tell whether I hoped or didn't want the "evil" scene I imagined to happen… I imagined my wife at that very moment perhaps emitting the same ecstatic moans I make when we're making love (even more excited than I am). My penis hardened, and I felt conflicted, excited, and thrilled! The next morning at 9 a.m., I received a call from my wife. She asked where I was, apologized, and said she'd gotten drunk the night before and gone to a hotel with a female classmate (a continuity error). I told her I was getting a haircut, and she said she'd come find me. I said I was driving and would pick her up. She said she was downstairs at her sister's house, needing to go upstairs to change something, saying, "You know what I mean" (changing sanitary napkins). As soon as she said that, I immediately understood—she'd started her period.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I got incredibly drunk at a relative's house. When I got home that evening, by some strange coincidence, I asked my wife who she had slept in a hotel room with that night. She immediately blushed, and her voice became noticeably weak. Knowing she couldn't lie to me, she told me which man she had gone to the room with. But... nothing happened between them. At that moment, her tone was noticeably different; she sounded very confident.
I admit I didn't really believe it at the time. A man and a woman alone in a hotel room—if nothing happened, would they just chat? Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that. But it's a fact that she was menstruating; that can't be denied. She said that once she entered the hotel room, she didn't even take off her clothes, just washed her face, and went to sleep...
　　At the time, I admit I wasn't as "open-minded" as I am now when I'm writing this. I felt it wasn't something to be proud of that my wife had secretly booked a hotel room with another man. As someone who equates sex with fidelity, I felt deeply hurt at that moment. And when something like this happens, I think emotional infidelity is harder to let go of than physical infidelity. I think I'm someone who's always curious about the unknown. Curiosity killed the cat. Afterwards, I investigated and confirmed they booked a standard room. The guy only went to her bed in the middle of the night and hugged her. Seeing that my wife didn't want to have sex with him, he didn't even touch her sensitive areas, and they slept in separate beds until dawn. And many subsequent events have convinced me now that they definitely didn't have sex.
　　Because at the time, our thinking and mindset were quite conservative and traditional. So, I was actually very upset during the Spring Festival. This matter caused us a lot of unpleasantness, even jeopardizing our marriage and family... But I never blamed my wife... I know she was actually feeling no better than me...
　　After this incident, we talked a lot. My wife said she deeply regretted her actions that day. She admitted that she had drunk too much, but was actually quite sober. She explained that she had only had me as her man for so many years, and she wanted to see what it would feel like to be alone with another man after leaving me. She admitted she was indeed tempted by something new... Only afterwards did she realize how important I was to her. Losing me, losing this family, losing the children—for her, it was like losing the whole world.
　　For me, after this incident, I truly realized how much I love her and how afraid I am of losing her. I also understood a fundamental truth: my wife is not an appendage to me. She has her own thoughts and her own worldview. That night, when I couldn't find her, I knew I couldn't possess her forever (if she didn't want to). She's been working in my company for seven years since graduating from university, doing administrative work, and has only ever been in a relationship with me. She hasn't experienced the sweetness and pain of other relationships, nor the harsh realities of life. She hasn't enjoyed the joy of success achieved through hard work and tears. You could say she hasn't truly entered society, so she sees things too naively and subjectively. For example, she thought that as long as she didn't have sex with that guy in the hotel room, there was nothing wrong with it, that everything was perfectly acceptable. Little did she know…
　　This experience has changed my perspective on sex. Out of millions of people in the world, it's truly remarkable that two people become husband and wife, forming a family; it requires fate. Last night, I chatted with two friends on 69 (a Chinese social networking site), and when we talked about marriage, we both exchanged knowing grins because we have so many similarities. We both fantasize about sex with our wives, which excites them and makes them agree to other men entering their bodies. But afterwards, they seem to turn on us completely, their attitudes drastically different. I think looking at this more deeply from this perspective, I think women are pitiful. Thousands of years of societal norms have deeply imprisoned and suppressed them, leading to drastically different attitudes when they're not acting "rationally." ... But that's not true. Sexual desire is a basic human need; everyone enjoys the pleasures of sex. Life is short. Just because of marriage, do we bind her sexual and emotional lives, burdened by a lifetime of daily necessities, children, and elderly parents? Isn't that too selfish and too burdensome?
　　As a man, I believe one should have a broad and open mind. One shouldn't have a strong possessive or controlling desire for the person they deeply love. Don't overly restrict your woman; as long as she is kind-hearted and has been with you through countless seasons, she deserves your love. Why should men act like beasts every night while women are expected to be devoted wives and mothers?
　　Even if she is willing, she can be encouraged to try extramarital sex, and even allowed to have moderate, emotionally charged romance outside of marriage. China's thousands of years of traditional moral concepts have imprisoned people's natural instincts in sex.
　　If she's willing, on the basis of openness, trust, equality, and tolerance, let her liberate her mind, break free from worldly shackles, and fully enjoy the joy and sweetness that comes from the primal instincts of humanity as animals. Isn't this a sign of magnanimity? Isn't this the deepest form of love for her?
　　If she'd like...
　　In short, everything must be based on her willingness.
　　Conversely, if she's unwilling... and you encourage or force her to do something simply to satisfy your inner devil's craving for thrills and excitement, purely for sex's sake, then that's despicable. I advise against going down the path of swapping partners; it carries many unpredictable risks to marriage and family.
　　Postscript: I wrote a similar blog post before, but the difference was that I focused on describing the events and my feelings at the time, without detailing my current understanding. Some friends were unhappy with that, saying my mentality was like this or that, and not suitable for the 69 platform. I deleted it and am revisiting my current views, with absolutely no pretense in my words. This article can also be considered a self-introduction for my husband and me. I hope we can have a harmonious and fulfilling relationship. I hope we can have a harmonious and fulfilling relationship. I hope we can have a harmonious and fulfilling relationship.

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