My wife secretly masturbates.

Last month, I suddenly discovered a surprising secret: my wife was secretly playing with vibrators. Here's why I say "secretly": when I first bought a vibrator and a penis mold, my wife was furious and scolded me, saying she couldn't accept it and demanding I throw them away. I thought she'd be happy and excited about buying these things, but instead, I was met with a cold shoulder. I was frustrated and saw how angry she was, so I said, "Well, we've already bought them, it's a waste to throw them away. How about I put them in the cabinet and let her use them when she's more comfortable with it?" My wife didn't say anything, so I put them in the safe. For the past few weeks, I've been constantly downloading videos featuring vibrators and female masturbation for her to watch. She gets very excited every time, but when I suggest she use the toys, she refuses, and quite forcefully at that. (Sigh... I thought maybe I really should throw these things away; I thought my wife was a good woman). The next day, I went on a business trip, telling my wife I'd be gone for five days. She said, "You better behave yourself while you're away!" I smiled and left. That evening, my wife texted me: "Honey, what are you doing?" I replied, "Just got to the hotel, about to take a shower." She said, "Really? Did you miss me?" I said, "I'm so tired today! I traveled all day, I don't really miss you!" She said, "Then get some rest! Remember I was thinking of you!" I didn't reply to her text, just took a shower and went to bed. The next morning I got up early for a meeting that lasted until 6:00 PM on the third day, ending a day early—a rare occurrence. I was very happy. I went back to the hotel, took a shower, went out for dinner, and returned at 9:30 PM. I thought about calling my wife to let her know, but then I thought, I'll surprise her by not telling her yet. That was my plan. My train was at 12:30 PM the next day, and I arrived at 8:30 PM. I was starving when I got off the train! I called some friends out for drinks, and afterwards I went home around 10 PM. I planned to open the door quietly. Just as I closed the door, I heard my wife's voice. My heart sank, and my hair stood on end. That was the sound my wife made during sex. I thought to myself, "Is my wife cheating on me?" I quietly closed the door and went inside to see what was going on. The sound grew louder as I walked through the living room, and my heart raced. It was a truly disheartening and chilling feeling. When I got to the bedroom door, I saw it wasn't fully closed. I took a deep breath and peeked through the slit... ! What I saw was my wife completely naked, touching herself. One hand was gripping her breasts, the other between her legs, her hips were twisting, and she was moaning. My heart was pounding. It was the first time I'd ever seen my wife touch herself, the first time I'd ever heard her moan while I wasn't home. The feeling was exhilarating, so exhilarating it was almost unbearable. I turned away and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it didn't work. Then I heard what sounded like a phone vibrating. I quickly looked inside and saw my wife take out the vibrator I'd bought her, and it looked like it was covered by a sheath. I was so excited! I continued watching. My wife first placed the vibrator on one nipple, then on the other, her nipples standing up like grapes. Then she slid it down between her legs. Because her thighs blocked my view, I couldn't see exactly where the vibrator was. Suddenly, my wife squeezed her legs together, her left hand rubbing her breasts, moaning and groaning... The sound was unlike anything I'd ever heard before, just like the sounds made by actresses in porn movies. I couldn't stand it anymore; I really wanted to go inside! But I wanted to see more of my wife, who had never acted this way in front of me before, so I squatted down by the door and kept watching. Then my wife spread her legs wide, and I saw her holding a vibrator, moving it up and down on her clitoris, her buttocks thrusting upwards. Then her hand stopped, resting on a certain spot. Her legs bent, her buttocks raised and suspended in the air. Suddenly, there was silence. Her other hand was adjusting the speed, probably turning it up. I could see my wife seemed to be convulsing. Finally, a loud moan of orgasm erupted. She had reached orgasm. But the orgasm wasn't continuous; my wife kept the vibrator there, motionless, her buttocks raised high, the moans coming in waves. It seemed like she was about to reach her limit. She moved the vibrator away, but her buttocks remained raised high. Her right hand seemed to be searching for something. I saw my wife take out the male mold I had bought and insert it directly into her vagina... The first time I saw something inserted into my wife's vagina, I felt a mix of emotions—excitement, jealousy, envy... none of those! The feeling was indescribable. I kept watching, and my wife was rapidly thrusting the mannequin in and out, her hips swaying, her mouth still moaning and groaning. Finally, she came again, and I could see fluid dripping from her buttocks. I knew she had completely climaxed, and it was a feeling of even greater pleasure and ecstasy than when we were together. At that moment, I felt jealous, a pang of envy. But it wasn't over yet. My wife pulled the mannequin out, looked it over from left to right, squeezed it with her hands, and then cleaned it with paper. She threw the paper at me. I thought she had discovered me, so I quickly turned my head away. After a while, when nothing happened, I boldly peeked inside again. This time, I saw her hands moving up and down on the mannequin, seemingly enjoying it. Then she put the mannequin in her mouth and gave her a blowjob, and she did it with practiced ease, the movements as practiced as in porn. My God, we've been married for three years, and I've never received a blowjob from my wife, never! Why is my wife only interested in a fake thing...? I couldn't stand it anymore, but I didn't want her to know I was spying on her. Finally, I came up with a plan: I carried my luggage downstairs again, and called her from downstairs to tell her I was back and downstairs. When I called, she was startled and very surprised. When I got to the door, it was already open, and she was standing there to greet me. She looked at me with a shy smile. I told her I was too tired, and that's how I ended up seeing her again. I hope you'll support me. This is my true feeling.

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