[My Wife Played with a Black Guy Series] (1-3) Author: tsljshyin

Author: tsljshyin
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(1) The first battle

The tutor of my son was an American black man. He was very honest and trustworthy. He was
between 174 and 176 cm tall. He was shiny black and strong. Does being black give people the feeling of being strong? His face was round.

Because I felt that his pronunciation was relatively accurate, my son did not dislike him and quickly accepted him. Sometimes we played together and
sometimes we learned something.

After tutoring my son for more than a year, my wife stayed at home full-time to take care of the child. Our sex life was also very harmonious.
We had a good relationship and basically no sex. Sometimes we played some sex games. For example, we often designed storylines. I
would pretend to be a deliveryman, a homeless person, my classmate, her relative, etc., and then come into the house to rape her, or let
her seduce me, and then I would use that person's identity to have sex with her. Every time, both of us were exhausted and limp on the bed.

Or we would watch some real videos of wife swapping or 3P on the Chinese Internet, and then use a fake
penis as a prop to play 3P with her. Or we'd watch foreign porn, black men having sex with white women, black men having sex with Asian women,
or sex parties, etc. We even bought a black dildo and set up a scenario where a black man was having sex with her, and
she was completely submissive.

Now that we have a black man around, I often joke with my wife about him, saying I want her to actually
play with a black man's penis. After bringing up this idea, every time we have sex, I say a bunch of names to have sex with her.
Whenever I mention his name, her vagina tightens up, and I know she might be really into it.

Once, after returning from a business trip, my wife told me in bed that night, "I did what you wanted." I was
curious and asked what it was, and she said shyly, "I had him have sex with me." I was incredibly excited and quickly asked her
what happened. My wife told me what happened.

One day, our son was supposed to have his class with him, but the school had a last-minute event, and he couldn't come home. My wife forgot
to tell him. When he came, my wife apologized to him and invited him in for a drink of water
. He didn't stand on ceremony and sat down in the living room.

That day, my wife's idea was impromptu. She remembered what we'd talked about in bed, and her heart started racing; she wanted to
have sex with Lao Hei. After inviting him in and letting him sit down, she made tea and water, exchanging a few polite words.
But because of the language barrier, there wasn't much to say. My wife had almost forgotten her English, and Lao Hei's
Chinese was only so-so.

Seducing a Chinese man is easy—a glance, a word—maybe that's enough. But seducing a
foreigner is not so simple. My wife's mind raced. While washing fruit in the kitchen
, she kept thinking, and she insisted that Lao Hei take the initiative. What if she did it herself and he disagreed?
He was our son's foreign teacher; if word got out, the consequences would be severe.

How could she express her feelings? Words wouldn't suffice; actions were the only way. My wife washed
two apples, cut half a watermelon, and placed the fruit on the table. Then she went to the bedroom, changed into a
revealing, low-cut dress, and pulled her bra down a bit, tugging at her shirt, clearly exposing half
her breast .

Stepping out of the bedroom, the wife sat opposite Lao Hei, bending down slightly to make it easy for
him to see her large breasts. She said she could clearly feel his eyes light up as he stared intently at her breasts, which
greatly boosted her confidence. After chatting with Lao Hei for a while, noticing his unwavering gaze on her breasts
, she casually stood up, took a slice of watermelon, and offered it to him. As he reached for it,
she deliberately slipped and fell into his arms.

He quickly caught her, but her hand remained on his groin. He could feel his
erection she even lightly squeezed it, feeling its size and firmness. She
didn't immediately get up, remaining on his lap, her hand on his penis for three or four seconds. Lao Hei
understood, so he picked her up, kissed her face, and began to caress her back before slowly
placing his hands on her large breasts.

The wife then pretended not to notice, ceasing all movement and contentedly enjoying the black man's passionate kisses and caresses. The
black man grew bolder, reaching out to remove her top and unhooking her bra, her breasts
contorting under his hands. His kneading was a bit heavy, pinching her nipples slightly painful, but the wife felt more
pleasure than pain and remained silent.

As he continued kneading, the black man kissed her breasts again, sucking her nipples forcefully. The novelty of the stranger, combined with the
black man's stimulation, completely ignited the wife's desire. She began to respond, actively unbuckling the black man's belt,
pulling down his pants, and grabbing his penis, her hands full.

The black man wanted to have sex on the sofa, but the wife pointed to the bedroom. The black man picked her up and rushed into the bedroom to have sex.

The wife remarked that black men's penises were indeed different; his was several centimeters long and thick,
too big to grasp with one hand. After entering the bedroom, Lao Hei put his penis to his wife's mouth.
She, who rarely gave me oral sex, actually gave him oral sex. His wife's mouth wasn't big, so only the front
part . She could only suck on the glans and lick the shaft with her tongue.

After five or six minutes of oral sex, Lao Hei had his wife lie down so he could start having sex. At first, Lao Hei didn't want to
wear a condom, but his wife insisted and resisted a few times, so he used a condom from my bedside table. The condom was a little small and
couldn't completely cover his penis, but it was enough. Then they started having sex

. His wife said she orgasmed as soon as he penetrated her. The first time, Lao Hei didn't even change positions, going at it for
over twenty minutes, then changed positions and went at it for another twenty minutes before ejaculating. His wife said she couldn't remember how many orgasms she had by the end
, only that the sheets were soaked and her body was limp.

After Lao Hei ejaculated and pulled out his penis, the two rested for a while. His wife, naked, went out and
poured . After drinking it, Lao Hei asked his wife to kiss his penis again. His wife said that at that moment
, she felt numb, with only sex on her mind. She didn't know why she was so obedient. Actually, she disliked the smell of foreigners' genitals,
but in that situation, she didn't know why she only wanted to please Lao Hei and only thought about fucking him.

Soon, Lao Hei got hard again, and this time he fucked for over an hour before she sent him away. At this point, his wife's
legs were weak, and she didn't even have the energy to cook dinner. Lying in bed, she ordered takeout for her son before slowly
cleaning the large amount of semen Lao Hei had ejaculated into her vagina.

After that day, every time the black man came to my house, he expressed his desire to have sex with my wife. My wife knew he
wouldn't wear a condom and wanted to ejaculate inside, so she felt unsafe and stopped our son's foreign teacher, replacing him with a white female teacher
. She only had sex with the black man once. I was incredibly excited after hearing this, and that night my wife and I had sex twice.

Afterwards, we often brought up this topic during sex, talking about this black man. My wife said that the rumors online that
foreigners' penises are big but not hard enough were nonsense. This black man was incredibly hard, and his stamina was
amazing. He could thrust rapidly for an hour, and afterwards, her whole vagina was numb, and her labia were swollen.

I said to my wife, "Since it felt so good, let's have sex with him again!" My wife said that she
liked, feared, and disliked the black man. She liked his big penis and his prowess, but she was also afraid that he was too proficient and would damage her vagina.
In addition, she disliked his body odor.

My wife, an honest and upright woman, had never cheated on me before. The first time she went out to cheat, she cheated on me with a black man.
Hehe!

(2)

After my wife got a massage and the incident of her having sex with the black man, I often asked my wife during sex, "How about I get that black man over
and fuck you again?" Every time, I could feel my wife's vagina tighten, gripping my penis even tighter,
and she would hug me tightly and move wildly, shouting, "Black man, fuck me with your black penis, fuck me hard... your penis
is so big, so hard..." and other vulgarities.

After frantically thrusting and ejaculating, I collapsed on my wife, and she held me so that my penis wouldn't come out.
After a long time, my penis went soft and slipped out, and my wife let go of me. We often talked about this in bed. I asked
, "Do you still want to be fucked by the black man again?" My wife said, "Yes, and I really want to."

My wife said that she was exhausted and went crazy last time, and the excitement was deep in her bones, but she was afraid of being
entangled by the black man. There was a black man coming and going in the house often, and the neighbors would talk about it. She also disliked Lao Hei's
body odor. Although she didn't pay much attention during passionate sex, the odor was particularly strong afterward, so she didn't want to
have sex with him anymore.

I said, "Then why don't you delete Lao Hei's WeChat and phone number? I see he's still your WeChat friend."

My wife playfully said, "Just in case I change my mind someday and need him! I need to have a backup plan." I said,
"Send him a WeChat message, contact him to arrange a meal sometime, developing him into a long-term sex partner wouldn't be bad! After all, he
's an international student, he'll be returning to China after graduation, I'm not afraid of being entangled, and sex is comfortable. Apart from the body odor,
there are no other disadvantages as a sex partner." But my wife insisted, so I had to give up in the end.

Last week, I said to my wife, "Let's go to Liangzi for a massage, I still have several thousand on my card!"
My wife happily went with me. We chose a service called "Hot Stone," which cost 1598 for two people,
my heart ached slightly. I deliberately raised my voice and said to the manager on duty, "Find a handsome young man for my wife!"
My wife blushed and pinched me.

Upon entering the room, we found it to be quite nice—a large, private room with a bathroom and shower. We were very
satisfied and felt the money was well spent. The manager on duty said, "Please shower first, change into our clothes, and then
call for a technician." So my wife and I took a shower together. I pressed my penis against my wife's buttocks, and
she seemed quite aroused; she was starting to get wet.

I inserted my penis and fucked her for a few minutes without ejaculating. After we separated, we dried ourselves, changed into disposable underwear,
put on Liangzi's loose-fitting outerwear, and called in the technician. My technician was a young woman in her early twenties from a village; besides
her youth , she wasn't particularly attractive. The young man who worked on my wife was quite good, about 176 cm tall, rather
muscular, and his face wasn't unpleasant.

There were three beds in the room; I slept on the innermost bed, and my wife slept on the outermost bed. In the middle, I placed
our underwear, which wasn't hanging on the wall. At first, everything was normal, and no one spoke. After a while,
I heard my wife's voice get a little heavy, so I glanced over out of the corner of my eye. The room was dimly lit, so I
couldn't see clearly, but the young man seemed to be massaging my wife's thigh. I immediately realized that the guy was toying with
and teasing my wife. I pretended to be asleep and didn't move, but I kept glancing over there.

Later, I felt that the young man's hand lingered on my wife's inner thigh for a long time. After about ten minutes,
the young man said, "Sister, are you cold? Let me get you a blanket!" My wife agreed, and the young man
took a blanket from the cabinet behind him and draped it over my wife. I didn't see what happened after that, but I felt the blanket
moving around.

The young man probably felt embarrassed later, since there was another female masseuse and me present, and the procedure
still had to continue! Then he started massaging my hands, arms, and head, and then turned me over to massage my back. Because of the blanket, and
because I was lying face down while he was massaging my back, I didn't see many of his movements.

Two hours passed quickly. The female masseuse told me, "Sir, your time is up, the service
is over ," and then left the room. The young man, however, said to my wife, "Sister, there are still a few minutes left. I see
your legs have some varicose veins, let me massage them a bit more." My wife hummed in agreement, and the young man started working on
her thighs . I could feel my wife's breathing getting heavier, and she was already moaning
. The blanket around her groin was moving quite a bit.

Later, I heard my wife let out an "Ah!" and I deliberately asked her, "What's wrong?" My wife said, "
This area hurts a bit from the massage." The young man said, "Sister, your time is up too, I'm leaving. I'm number 29,
remember to call me next time!" My wife said okay. The young man turned to me and said, "Sir, you can rest a little longer,
you can rest for free for two hours. I'll go out now." Then he left the room.

Before my wife could get up, I pounced on her, ripped off her outer clothes and pulled down her pants, grabbing her breasts with one hand and
touching her vulva with the other. Her lower body was already overflowing with fluids. I thrust my hard-on cock, which had been erect for a while, all the way in. My wife
couldn't hold back and yelled, "Fuck me harder! I need a cock, fuck me hard with your cock!"

While I was fucking her, I asked, "What happened just now?" My wife told me that since we
had already done it a few times, and I had called a young man for her, she was already aroused. At first
, the young man massaged her thighs, but he would often intentionally or unintentionally touch her genitals, but very quickly,
making it seem like an unintentional brush, so she didn't say anything. But later, he touched her more and more often, and the pressure
gradually increased. My wife felt very comfortable and stopped making a sound, enjoying herself.

Then the man became bolder and bolder. After covering her with a blanket, he directly opened her labia and placed his hand on...
He pressed and rubbed her clitoris rapidly and repeatedly, bringing my wife to her first orgasm in just over ten minutes. Then, while pressing her arm,
the young man moved upwards, trying to touch her breasts, but she blocked him, so he gave up.

In the last few minutes, they turned back to facing her, and this time the young man inserted his fingers into her vagina.
After only a few minutes of thrusting, my wife couldn't take it anymore, and during her final orgasm, she couldn't help but scream.

I was very excited after hearing this, and said, "I'm number 29, shall I fuck your cunt?"
My wife hugged my waist and said, "Number 29, I want you to fuck me, fuck me to death! Fuck me hard!" Ten minutes later, I
ejaculated, and my wife also orgasmed. After we washed up, we paid the bill and left.

(3) After the incident of my wife and I visiting a male escort service and getting

massages, my libido increased significantly. Even during a few days of business trips, our interest remained undiminished.

One evening after making love, we chatted about male escort services.

I mentioned that I'd heard there were many such services in Beijing, catering specifically to young girls, married women, and middle-aged women. I suggested we
try one sometime. My wife asked if it was true, and I replied that it was definitely true. I
told her I could contact the madam of the karaoke bar I frequent. She often told me that she and her prostitutes
would spend the first half of the night with male customers at their karaoke bar, and after seeing them off, they would go to male escort services.

The prices were very cheap. Male escort services were usually mixed in with karaoke bars; the karaoke bar was on the outside, and the male escort service was on the inside.

Overall, it was very safe.

My wife didn't say anything after hearing this, but I could tell she was already hesitant. Although
she didn't I think she agreed, but was just too embarrassed to say it directly, or didn't want
to express her lust and lewdness to me face-to-face. No

sooner said than done, I called my mother, Sister Bai, the next day at noon. Company business dinners usually
involve , so as a regular customer, she naturally showed plenty of enthusiasm.

I made up an excuse, saying that a female client was coming over, and I wanted to treat her well.
Besides , I also wanted to take her to a male escort club. That way, we'd have a brothel together, and our relationship would definitely improve
.

Sister Bai said, "Sure, do you want to go to my place or go to that 'boy club'? Boy clubs usually only open
late at night , starting at 11:30.

The advantage is that there are many people, but the environment is so-so."

My place can only call a few male escorts for you. You can choose from these, but it's safe and
the environment is good. If you like one, you can go upstairs and book a room directly (Sister Bai's place is a KTV in a five-star hotel).

I thought, I'd better go to the "boys' place." There are too many acquaintances here, and it wouldn't be good if word got out.
I directly got the phone number of the so-called male madam and called at nine o'clock at night to book a room, saying that Sister Bai had introduced me.
They reserved a room for me. The man was very attentive to Sister Bai and very polite. I could tell that Sister Bai came here often. It seems that
women in the sex industry also feel empty.

My wife was a little nervous, pacing around the house, not knowing what to do.

I joked, "If you really want to play with male escorts that much, calm down. You can choose as many as you want later."

My wife was embarrassed and angry, rushed up and punched me. We wrestled for a while.

We set off at 11:00 AM. The distance wasn't far, and we arrived quickly. A slick-haired young man was waiting at the door.
I think he called him Manager Sun. It turned out he was a graduate of a local music academy, majoring in dance.

After starting work, he became a physical education teacher at a middle school. Not making enough money, and with guidance from a senior colleague,

he quickly established himself in the brothel thanks to his good looks, handsome appearance, and dance skills.

He soon rose to the front desk and became a "male madam."

He led my wife and me to a room. As we walked, the place seemed quite large, probably with over
fifty rooms, or even more.

Almost every room was occupied, showing how well male prostitution has penetrated the market in Beijing.

The place's decor wasn't high-end; it wasn't a luxury club.

There were many men and women coming and going in the corridor. I even saw two groups of so-called "young masters"
walk past us – quite an eye-opener!

I chatted with Manager Sun for a bit, telling him it was my first time bringing clients and I didn't know how to play
or the rules. I asked him to explain.

Manager Sun assured us that since we were Sister Bai's customers, we could rest assured that the place was absolutely safe and that
we could do whatever we wanted, just like men do in a karaoke bar. He then explained the details and
pricing. Considering everyone's needs, the place had both male and female escorts, but primarily male escorts, with the female escorts being
of relatively lower quality.

There were usually over 100 male escorts on duty. The official opening time was 11:30 AM,
and although they started accepting customers around 10:00 AM, most male escorts arrived around 11:30 AM, especially the so-called
"premium" ones.

A medium-sized room cost 500 yuan. For "high-quality" male escorts who wore tags, a 300 yuan
tip those without tags, a 200 yuan tip was needed.

The tips for the female escorts were a flat 200 yuan.

We could touch the male escorts freely and ask them to do whatever we
wanted .

I told my wife, "Sister, let's relax and have some fun. We're just here to broaden our horizons. The manager said we
can do whatever we want, and find as many people as we want." My wife nodded.

I told Manager Sun, "Let's bring the men then."

Fruit platters and drinks were served, but I won't go into details. Five or six minutes later, Manager Sun brought
in in two rows, quite a sight. It was visually striking.

I glanced around and saw that, apart from two men who weren't particularly attractive, the rest were mostly in their twenties,
with good builds and average height.

They were all quite handsome in a crowd.

I turned to look at my wife; her head was slightly lowered, avoiding eye contact. I found it amusing—
we're here now, what's there to be shy about? I asked her, "Sister, which one have you taken a liking to?" She
lowered her head and said, "You help me find one.

" I replied, "I can't do that for you; men and women have different perspectives."

Although the lighting was dim, I could see my wife's face turn red.

She muttered a curse at me, "You're annoying!" but still wouldn't say which one she liked.

I told Manager Sun to let them leave first, and then send another batch.

Manager Sun waved his hand, and a group of young men shouted "Have a good time!" and left the venue.

Manager Sun sat down next to his wife, took her hand, and said, "Sister, it's okay, don't be nervous. Relax
. There are plenty of young men here, dozens more coming later. Tell me what kind you like, and I
'll make sure to bring them in."

Manager Sun sat close to his wife, his hands constantly groping her left hand. His wife blushed even more
and remained silent.

Manager Sun continued, "Sister, many people are like you the first time they come here. It's embarrassing,
but it's nothing. We serve a lot of people. You should be more open-minded about sex. Sex isn't
just a man's need; women have needs too. Yesterday, a lady in her fifties came in and went the wildest. She called three
young men, and ended up stripping them all naked and even kissing them until they were hard.

In the end, everyone was naked, and she had two young men each kiss one of her breasts, while another young man kissed her
genitals ."

Manager Sun spoke with great enthusiasm, and my penis was throbbing in my pants. My wife seemed to be aroused as well. I
suddenly noticed that Manager Sun's right arm was around my wife's waist, and his left hand was on her thigh. My wife
didn't react.

Manager Sun continued, "Since you're here, don't be shy. Be sure to pick someone you like.
If you're unsure, pick a couple. We might have to let you go within ten minutes. "

My wife then shyly replied, "I'd prefer someone tall, well-proportioned, with fair skin, and who smiles
a lot."

Manager Sun replied, "Sister, as long as you have your criteria, I'll go find one for you right away."

As he spoke, he stood up, hugged my wife, and pressed his cheek against hers.

I was startled, afraid of startling my wife, and quickly looked at her. To my surprise, my wife hugged him
back .

When did my wife, this respectable woman, become so wanton? And that Manager Sun was quite
bold, but I really admired his communication skills.

After Manager Sun left, I leaned close to my wife and asked, "Honey, how many are you planning to find
?" She said, "Just one, please." I replied, "No, we can do what Manager Sun mentioned about that old woman and find you three to play with, so you can have your fill at once
, how about that?" My wife glanced at me and said, "As long as you can accept it, I'm willing to enjoy it."

A few minutes later, Manager Sun returned with a group of people. This time, Manager Sun did a thorough job,
introducing each person one by one.

The first was a real estate agent, the second a demobilized soldier, the third a student from the Beijing Sports University… and so on.

After the introductions, my wife still hadn't said which one she wanted.

Manager Sun sat down next to my wife, still with his arm around her, and pointed to the third one, saying, "Sister,
the third one is a student from the Sports University. He's physically strong, outgoing, and adventurous. Choosing him is the right choice." My wife neither
objected nor agreed. Manager Sun quickly said, "Xiao Qing, come here, take care of my sister. The rest of you, leave."

Xiao Qing sat to his wife's right. He was about 182 cm tall, wearing a black vest, and his pectoral muscles were particularly
prominent; describing him as tall and imposing was no exaggeration.

Xiao Qing was very good at handling things; after sitting down, he poured his wife wine and got her fruit. Manager Sun said, "Sister, the person I've
arranged will definitely satisfy you. You can touch him, okay?" His wife was shy and reached out, but Manager Sun grabbed her
wrist and made her touch Xiao Qing's pectoral muscles. His wife closed her eyes in embarrassment.

Manager Sun probably found teasing his wife amusing; after touching her hand a couple of times, he directly pulled her hand to touch Xiao Qing
's thigh. His wife didn't pay attention and her hand landed directly on Xiao Qing's penis. His wife quickly pulled her hand away, playfully trying
to slap Manager Sun, but he leaned in and his hand lightly landed on her face.

Manager Sun then grabbed his wife's hand again and reached towards his genitals, saying, "Sister, do you
think Xiao Qing's penis is too small? Look how big mine is." Her hand was forcefully pressed onto Manager Sun's penis.

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