[A Short Account of My Adulterous Wife] [Author: Eternal Eternity (Green Field)] [The End]

The weather's getting cooler, and I wanted to go for a hot spring.
Wang Bin, a pseudonym (I can't reveal his real name), is someone I met through a QQ group I joined on a forum that deals with cuckoldry.
Wang Bin loves to show off photos of his wife in the group. It's not just staged photos; he takes pictures anytime, anywhere—his wife showering, wearing pajamas, even while they're out shopping. He takes pictures up her skirt like a pervert, or lifts it up when no one's looking.
Wang Bin loves to show off, and we love to watch. He's the most active member of the group. Honestly, if Wang Bin didn't post pictures of his wife, the group would be quiet.
As for me, you know, I've written quite a few cuckoldry novels and am a cuckoldry enthusiast myself. If I weren't, I wouldn't have written so many cuckoldry novels, right?
My signature in the group is "Green Field." Just a few days after I joined, Wang Bin messaged me privately, asking if I was the "Green Field" who writes novels on the forum. I said yes, and he immediately added me as a friend, claiming to be my fan. Shame on me, shame on me. Now, I'm the one who should be your fan, Wang Bin. If it weren't for you, how could I have experienced the real pleasure of wife-swapping? Writing so much is just turning imagination into words; nothing compares to your ability to turn fantasy into reality.
Wang Bin and I started by chatting on QQ, then met in person in another city, and eventually started wife-swapping in a hotel room. During that time, I don't know how much hesitation, entanglement, and trouble we went through. It wasn't just about convincing my wife; the most important thing was overcoming my own psychological barriers. If you don't even have the confidence to do something yourself,
how can you expect others to participate? Although it only takes one step from fantasy to reality, how can you easily bear the weight of that step? I can only say that those who haven't experienced it will never understand.
Here I want to sincerely thank Wang Bin. You are not only my best friend, but also my best mentor who guided me from fantasy to reality.
Cuckolding is definitely a painful yet pleasurable process, extracting a unique kind of pleasure from suffering. However, this pleasure is incomparable to any other kind of pleasure; it brings a transformative feeling, as if ascending from hell to heaven.
My wife knows I write erotic fiction, and she has read it. During sex, she can tease me like many female protagonists in cuckolding novels, saying things like, "I'm a public toilet."
She also likes SM, such as being bound, given enemas, or whipped, but that's all. This is far from a true cuckold. What a woman is willing to do for you doesn't mean she'll do the same for another person.
Wang Bin, you said something very insightful: "Women are selfish." Any man who wants to sleep with them must first make them want to possess him. This kind of possession, in its simplest sense, means wanting that man to always be with her, starting with chatting and playing, then moving on to being there for her when she's sad and happy, opening her heart, and what comes next—I don't need to elaborate.
A couple with a good relationship is already a complete entity, so how do you add another individual to that complete entity? Wang Bin's method was to contact him by phone while my wife and I were making love, under the pretext of calling a stranger for excitement.
To my surprise, that day, just as planned, when I called, Wang Bin was making love with his wife, and so our two families had our first beautiful and intimate exchange on the phone.
After that, based on the foundation of the first time, Wang Bin also had a reason to take the initiative to call us. On one occasion, when our two couples were interacting intensely, Wang Bin suddenly invited us for a video call via WeChat, and that's how our two couples met in bed.
Wang Bin, let me first describe your wife's beauty; I know you like to let your wife go first (laughs). Wang Bin's wife's name contains the character "Qian," so I'll call her Qianqian here, or you can call her "Qianqian," the "Qian" in "Qianqian" (meaning "owing someone to do it"). Hehe, if Qianqian sees this, she'll definitely be all smiles and playful. Actually, I'm just speaking your husband's mind, and you yourself have said you're "owing someone to do it" (laughs).
Qianqian's face looks a bit like Shu Qi's, but she's definitely prettier. Shu Qi's eyes are a bit wide-set; Ge You even said her eyes look like a flounder's. Sorry, Shu Qi's fans, please don't hit me; I'm just stating the facts. Imagine if you slightly narrowed the distance between Shu Qi's eyes and enlarged them a bit, combined with her naturally sexy lips—wouldn't that be a near-perfect goddess?
Actually, such a goddess does exist, and that's Qianqian.
Qianqian has fair skin, and her breasts are at least a C-cup. In the video, she's lying face down, and Wang Bin is doing it to her from behind. Her large breasts almost touch the bed, and her nipples sway back and forth with her breasts, almost brushing against the sheets. Qianqian was wearing my favorite black stockings, her legs adorned with a large, shapely buttock. Wang Bin was fucking her while slapping her buttocks; the tender flesh on her buttocks bounced with each slap, making me want to slap and grab them too. Later, I did manage to film and grab Qianqian's plump buttocks; they felt amazing.
Qianqian was noticeably more open in the video, clearly an experienced woman.
My wife and I were the second couple Wang Bin knew to actually engage in wife-swapping. His first wife-swapping experience was with a friend, whom I'll mention later.
After Wang Bin handed the phone to Qianqian, she took over filming. As for me, I held the phone the whole time. I first filmed myself, then moved the camera to my wife lying beneath me. Knowing I was filming her, she shyly covered her face with her hands, but thanks to my vigorous fucking and forceful attempts to stop her, I still managed to capture her pretty face.
I wonder if anyone remembers an AV actress named Uehara Ai when watching AVs? I'm not saying my wife looks like her, but at first glance, their temperament and type are very similar. They both have big, bright eyes, like the kind of beautiful girls who would always be considered campus beauties.
This explains why I have a lot of Asian adult videos saved on my computer; every time I watch them, it feels like I'm watching my wife in an adult video. Both my
wife and Qianqian are from the South, so their skin is fair, smooth, and delicate. My wife has a D-cup, which matches her face perfectly—a classic case of a youthful face with large breasts. Her areolas are faint, and her nipples are small and very sensitive when erect; a little teasing will cause her to become very wet.
My wife's buttocks aren't as wide as Qianqian's; they're more upturned. Both types of buttocks have their own charm, but both are irresistible to men.
After introducing everyone, let me mention my wife's name again. Just like I would with Qianqian, I'll use a character from her name as her nickname. My wife's name contains the character "Yi," so I'll refer to her as "Xiao Yi" when I need to mention her name.
My wife and I live in Hangzhou, while Wang Bin and Qianqian live in Suzhou. We met for the first time in Shanghai. Here's a reminder, for everyone's benefit: if you're considering a swap like ours, please remember to have a medical check-up within a month beforehand to ensure both of you are healthy. This is for your own sake and for the sake of others.
We both drove to Shanghai and booked the same hotel in advance. We left home in the morning and met for the first time around noon. I don't know if Wang Bin was nervous; perhaps he's more experienced than me and was more relaxed. I, on the other hand, felt quite awkward; my hand was even trembling a little when I politely shook his hand.
When I saw Wang Bin's gaze fall on Xiao Yi, I subconsciously thought of that matter, and I really had an urge to run away with my wife. But I clearly told myself that I must not back down at this moment. If I ran away now, there might not be a next time.
After all, it wasn't easy for four people to take time off and coordinate their schedules. More importantly, the familiarity, understanding, and trust we had painstakingly built up could be destroyed because of my failure. So I had to persevere.
Compared to me, Xiaoyi was surprisingly natural. Perhaps she didn't think about that kind of thing as soon as we met, like I did. Or maybe it was because Wang Bin had been tirelessly chatting with her on WeChat and making her happy, and they had already developed a foundation of affection.
My wife is different from me. I'm the kind of person who's lively and talkative online, but becomes timid in person. My wife, on the other hand, is the same online and offline. She says the same thing online and offline, and she prefers the atmosphere of being offline to online. After
traveling around Shanghai, it was clear that my wife, Wang Bin, and I were all easygoing and carefree when it came to traveling. We went wherever we wanted and didn't plan much beforehand. Only Qianqian was organized and methodical, acting like a tour guide, leading us around and showing us all sorts of new places to try.
Honestly, Shanghai is incredibly crowded. We spent three days there, and the last day was a weekend, and it felt like everywhere was packed with people.
After dinner on the first day, before heading back to the hotel, Qianqian took us to a coffee shop near the Huangpu River. We noticed there were no customers at the outdoor tables, so we sat outside. Apart from the lights coming from inside the shop, the surrounding area was quite dark due to the setting sun and the lack of streetlights, offering a good view of the illuminated buildings across the river.
The two women, as usual, took out their phones and took selfies with the Huangpu River as a backdrop. Wang Bin, who loves taking pictures of his wife, seemed even more enthusiastic this time with Xiao Yi involved.
After a while, his wife felt she had taken enough and sat down next to me, while Wang Bin continued taking pictures of her. "Qianqian," Wang Bin suddenly called out to his wife, giving her a wink. Qianqian seemed to understand, glancing at us with a slightly embarrassed look. "Qianqian, hurry up," Wang Bin urged.
My wife and I didn't know what Wang Bin wanted from Qianqian. Just then, Qianqian slowly lifted her shirt. It was earlier than now, still summer, and she was only wearing a t-shirt. When she lifted it, her black bra was revealed. Her bra was the kind of lingerie that you see under your clothes; except for the opaque part supporting her breasts, the rest was made of semi-transparent black stockings, clearly showing Qianqian's areolas and nipples.
Wang Bin quickly took a picture and showed it to me, which aroused me greatly. My wife sat down next to me and put her arm around me.
"Honey, take your clothes off," Wang Bin said to Qianqian. Qianqian hesitated, seemingly afraid. Thinking about it, it made sense. This was a public place. Although there was no one around now, someone might come out of the store, and even if they didn't, they could be seen through the store's glass.
This time, Wang Bin didn't urge Qianqian. Qianqian seemed to be struggling; she glanced at us, then looked into the shop, and then, as if making up her mind, she suddenly took off her top, leaving only the sexy lingerie that was even more alluring than not wearing anything. My wife and I were both shocked; we couldn't believe Qianqian would actually dare to take it off.
Before our surprise had even subsided, the waiter, a man, brought in the coffee. Qianqian was sitting opposite my wife and me, next to Wang Bin. As the waiter came to serve us the coffee, he noticed something unusual about Qianqian. His eyes told me he clearly saw that she was only wearing a transparent black bra, which couldn't conceal her breasts at all. From any angle, you could see Qianqian's areolas and nipples. I noticed that Qianqian's nipples were noticeably more erect than before, protruding even more.
Qianqian seemed hesitant to look at the waiter, but she didn't try to hide her chest. Instead, she casually accepted the coffee from the waiter. After serving the coffee, the waiter had to leave, but couldn't help glancing back at Qianqian a few more times.
Once the waiter entered the shop, Wang Bin slipped his hand inside Qianqian's hot pants. She was wearing short hot pants that barely covered her thighs, revealing a glimpse of her buttocks from the sides.
Wang Bin reached inside and touched her, then withdrew his hand. His index and middle fingers were glistening. He put his fingers to Qianqian's lips, and she licked them, her tongue circling his fingers, making them even wetter.
Under the performance of this couple, masters of cuckoldry, how could my wife and I not be aroused? We're not wooden people, and I felt my wife was more proactive. Her head rested on my shoulder, and her hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, went to my crotch. I felt her fragrance growing stronger. I turned my head and kissed my wife, who immediately responded with her tongue, soft, slippery, and very wet.
I lifted her short skirt under the table. She didn't resist and even slightly parted her legs. I used my fingers to pull aside her panties and touched her private parts. Her vulva was completely soaked, with vaginal fluid flowing out. Her labia slid smoothly under the fluid, making my hand covered in it. Her vagina was like a quagmire; when I inserted my fingers, it felt like sinking into it, tightly enveloped by layers of soft flesh.
"Mmm..." my wife groaned, pressing her body even closer to me.
"Honey, take off your top too."
"No, I'm wearing a bra underneath, it's too obvious, it looks weird." "Take it off." "No..." After refusing, my wife seemed afraid I would persist, so she kissed me to stop me from speaking.
I, however, was persistent and simply started to lift her top. My wife had worn two clothes when she went out, a tank top and a thin shawl. Later, because it was hot, she took off the shawl, so she was only wearing a tank top over her bra. Actually, this tank top was already sexy enough. Looking through the round neckline, you could see the long cleavage squeezed out by her large breasts and a small part of the snow-white skin of her breasts, but compared to what Qianqian showed, it was still just the tip of the iceberg.
When Xiaoyi saw me lifting her clothes, she immediately grabbed the hem of her dress nervously, trying to stop me from taking her clothes off. In the midst of this struggle, my hand slipped inside my wife's tank top, finding the clasp on the back of her bra. I quickly unhooked it and then pulled it down forcefully, managing to pull her bra off her clothes in her panic.
Xiaoyi reached for the bra in my hand, but I casually tossed it away, and it landed right in Wang Bin's hands. Wang Bin held my wife's bra, smelled it, and looked completely absorbed. Xiaoyi, blushing, pinched me hard. "Ouch!" I cried out in pain.
Xiaoyi's bra was gone. As I mentioned before, her breasts were easily a D cup, close to an E, so even though she was wearing a tank top, the shape and contour of her breasts were still clearly visible, and her nipples were erect, making them easily identifiable. At that moment, I really wanted to see my wife walk around the store and see how people looked at her, but I knew she wouldn't allow it, so I didn't mention it. This was also my wife's first time engaging in exhibitionism outside, and it was incredibly exciting.
I've written many stories about women being trained and exposing themselves, but compared to reality, there's a huge difference. Women don't agree so easily, especially the first time; it's particularly difficult. If Wang Bin and his wife hadn't warmed up the atmosphere first, my wife and I definitely wouldn't have made it. However, after the first time, the second time was much easier, and we could even gradually escalate the experience.
Wang Bin even made Qianqian take off her hot pants, which was beyond outrageous. I must express my deepest admiration for Wang Bin and Qianqian; you two have truly opened my eyes.
Qianqian wore a thong under her hot pants, revealing her shapely buttocks from behind. From the front, it was sheer black stockings, just like her bra. Qianqian had also shaved her pubic hair, so her vulva was almost completely exposed. Her labia were slightly turned outwards, and her clitoris was wet from Wang Bin's fingers.
Wang Bin pulled up Qianqian's thong, stretching it into a black line that nestled between her labia and became lodged inside.
Fortunately, Wang Bin didn't really intend to let Qianqian walk around in public like that. They seemed to have had similar experiences before. Qianqian wrapped her t-shirt around her waist, like a skirt, covering most of her body. However, a t-shirt isn't a skirt, and some edges would inevitably peek out, enough to capture every man's gaze.
"Let's go!" Qianqian suggested, wanting to go back to the hotel. She seemed incredibly aroused, and in fact, not only her, but my wife, Wang Bin, and I could all tell we were too.
Wang Bin glanced into the shop; there were still customers, but only two or three tables left. He told Qianqian to walk through the shop and come out from the other end, intending for her to deliberately walk around so others could see his wife naked. We walked around the side of the shop, watching Qianqian enter through the large glass window. She seemed really determined. Wang Bin kept a close eye on his wife from outside.
As Qianqian entered, the man who had brought us coffee immediately stared at her. He quickly noticed that she had even taken off her hot pants. I felt like the waiter's eyes were spitting fire, a fire so intense it made Qianqian's steps tremble.
As Qianqian walked forward, she kept glancing at us through the glass, her gaze fixed on Wang Bin, seemingly seeking psychological comfort.
Qianqian was almost at the other end of the door when Wang Bin gestured to her, indicating that she should remove the t-shirt that was covering her buttocks. Qianqian pushed open the door with one hand and pulled off her t-shirt with the other, exposing her entire lower body.
If the outside lighting was poor, it wouldn't be clear, but under the bright lights of the shop, it was crystal clear. From the side, it seemed as if Qianqian wasn't wearing anything underneath; from behind, a dark line was visible between her plump buttocks; from the front, that dark line was embedded in her smooth, plump vulva, her parted labia glistening with vaginal fluid.
My wife and I were stunned, yet simultaneously filled with admiration for Qianqian. Qianqian didn't dare linger; she pushed open the door and ran out, rushing to Wang Bin's side and quickly putting her t-shirt back on. Wang Bin hugged Qianqian and kissed her hard on the cheek; Qianqian clung to him, trembling all over. I glanced at my wife; she was staring at the doorway where Qianqian had come out, lost in thought.
That evening, back at the hotel, my wife and I had just stepped out of the bathroom when the phone rang. It was Wang Bin calling, asking us to come to their room. My wife and I both seemed to know what was about to happen, but we both chose to remain silent. My wife sat in front of the mirror, redone her makeup, and changed into a new set of lingerie. I felt she was mentally prepared, and I was determined too.
Thinking about Qianqian's exhibitionist behavior at the coffee shop, a thrill welled up inside me. I thought to myself that I would definitely make sure my wife played that kind of game someday.
When we arrived at Wang Bin's room, he opened the door for us. Inside, we saw Qianqian lying on the bed covered with a blanket, as if she had just showered and wasn't wearing clothes. My wife and I were a little embarrassed and sat down on the chairs by the bed.
The room fell silent for some reason; all four of us were quiet, even Wang Bin, who should have been the one in charge, didn't speak. The atmosphere became awkward. I wondered if this would cause trouble. So I tried to think of a way to start the conversation.
Just then, I heard a buzzing motor sound, and my wife clearly heard it too. The sound seemed to be coming from under Qianqian's blanket. Looking at Qianqian's expression, she would occasionally furrow her brow, her face growing increasingly red, as if she were enduring or suppressing something. My wife and I exchanged a suspicious glance.
Just then, Qianqian spoke, almost moaning, to my wife, "Xiaoyi, could you help me pull back the blanket? My hands aren't able to reach me." My wife, still puzzled, slowly pulled down Qianqian's blanket. As I expected, Qianqian wasn't wearing anything. However, to my surprise, she was holding a vibrating dildo in each hand, using it to penetrate her vagina and anus. No wonder she said her hands were inconvenient.
Seeing that her blanket was off, Qianqian no longer restrained herself and began to moan freely. The dildo that Qianqian used to penetrate her vagina not only vibrated but also rotated, turning inside her vagina and causing the opening and closing of her vaginal opening, making her vaginal fluid gush out.
I grabbed my wife's buttocks from behind and pushed her down onto the bed, making her lie face down. I lifted her skirt and pulled off her underwear, which she had just changed into but was already soaked. Judging from how wet the underwear was, it was clearly not wet just now; it was already wet on the way to Wang Bin's room after she put it on. Was my wife thinking about having sex with another man? Or was she still recalling the scene of Qianqian exposing herself in the coffee shop? Or was she imagining herself in Qianqian's shoes, playing that game?
Later, I asked my wife why her underwear got wet so quickly. She said it was because the water from the shower hadn't dried, but I knew it wasn't water left over from the shower; that slippery, sticky liquid was definitely vaginal fluid. Finally, under my persistent questioning, my wife revealed the truth. She said she not only imagined exposing herself in a coffee shop like Qianqian, but also imagined being naked in a coffee shop and having Wang Bin fuck her.
Wang Bin, I feel like you're a key that unlocked the door to my wife's deepest lust.
I inserted my penis into my wife's vagina from behind. Her vagina was wet and slippery, tightly sucking on my shaft, bringing me immense pleasure with every thrust and withdrawal.
Wang Bin leaned down beside my wife, deftly removing her top and unhooking her bra, his hand touching her breasts. My wife resisted when Wang Bin unbuttoned her top, but when his hand touched her large breasts, she instinctively flinched, but under my thrusts, she arched her body forward, as if she were offering her breasts back to Wang Bin.
Wang Bin seized my wife's breasts, squeezing hard, instantly deforming her left breast in his palm. Wang Bin seemed to find his wife's breasts very pleasant to the touch, playing with them in his hands to his heart's content. Finally, he used both hands, one in each hand, rubbing, kneading, and bouncing them, even pinching his wife's erect nipples and putting them in his mouth.
"Mmm...mmm..." Hearing the moans of the two women rising and falling, watching my wife being sucked on and having her breasts rubbed by Wang Bin, and the beautiful Qianqian lying on the bed with her legs spread, masturbating with a dildo, I felt an extreme pleasure. At the same time, I increased the speed and intensity of my penetration of Xiaoyi, feeling like I was using all my strength.
Qianqian reached orgasm from masturbation. Suddenly, she pulled out the dildo from her vagina, pressed the vibrating glans against her clitoris, and simultaneously thrust another dildo into her anus, causing the sphincter muscles to flip in and out with a "squeaking" sound. Finally, she forcefully pushed the dildo into her rectum, the thick, long dildo almost completely submerged in Qianqian's anus, even inserting the remote control device at the end.
Qianqian's buttocks tensed and arched upwards, then trembled from her calves up to her thighs, until her buttocks and entire body shook uncontrollably, her vagina leaking copious amounts of vaginal fluid as if she had lost control.
Wang Bin took out his penis and brought it to my wife's mouth. My wife didn't take it in, but turned her face away as if trying to escape. Wang Bin pinched my wife's nose with his hand. My wife tried to block it with her hands, but I grabbed her hands from behind. My wife lost her support and collapsed onto the bed. Wang Bin lifted my wife's chin and suddenly forced her mouth open with his penis.
Once the glans was inside my wife's mouth, she seemed to give up resisting, licking the glans with her tongue, then enveloping the penis with her lips and sucking. I released my wife's hand, and she grabbed Wang Bin's penis with one hand, swallowing and releasing it with her small mouth. As she gently pulled the penis out of her mouth, her tongue immediately followed, wrapping around the shaft and licking from the glans all the way to the testicles.
Anyone who hasn't personally witnessed their wife licking another man's penis will never understand what it feels like to be consumed by jealousy. It's an extremely sour feeling, yet also incredibly pleasurable. Especially seeing my wife licking so carefully and with such enjoyment, the sour yet painful sensation was indescribable. My semen almost burst forth, but luckily I stopped thrusting in time to avoid ejaculating.
Qianqian got out of bed. She had already climaxed once, but the desire on her face seemed even more intense. She brought her face close to her wife's, like a female dog trying to steal a penis from her, and licked Wang Bin's penis with her tongue.
Her wife seemed to want to give way, so she pulled her face back a little, but Qianqian suddenly kissed her. I don't know what it feels like to be kissed by a woman, but judging from my wife's reaction, she didn't seem to object. After their lips were intimate for a long time, when they parted, a long strand of saliva appeared.
Then, Qianqian stuck out her tongue and teased her wife's lips with the tip of her tongue. My wife also stuck out her fragrant tongue and intertwined it with Qianqian's tongue. Saliva from the two women dripped down from their intertwined tongues.
While Qianqian and my wife were kissing passionately, Wang Bin came to my side and patted me. He wanted me to give him my place to fuck my wife. I hesitated, and at the same time, I slowed down the rhythm of fucking my wife, but my hands still held my wife's buttocks tightly.
I don't know how many people have experienced the feeling of their wife being fucked by another man, especially the feeling of being halfway through and then someone trying to take your place. It's like adding pepper to vinegar—an indescribable, strange taste.
Wang Bin looked at me, his eyes seemingly asking why I wouldn't move aside. But at that moment, I was thinking, should I really just give way like that? Wang Bin seemed to sense my inner turmoil. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Let's switch places. You go fuck my wife. Now's the perfect time. Once the two women are done kissing, it'll be harder to find another opportunity." That Wang Bin guy really understands people's minds. He knew I wouldn't let go, so he used his wife to seduce me. Indeed, the best way to make a man give in is to use a beautiful woman. Unless that man is impotent, it works on any man. Otherwise, how could there be the classic saying, "Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman"?
After Wang Bin let me fuck my wife a few times, he suddenly pulled out his penis, pretending it had fallen out because he had fucked her too hard. Then he quickly took my place and thrust his penis into my wife's vagina.
At the same time, my wife let out a satisfied moan, a moan that echoed in my heart like a heavy bell, as if indicating that we, as a couple, had successfully taken a new step, even though my wife didn't know at that time that the man fucking her was no longer her husband.
Wang Bin held my wife's plump buttocks with one hand, and with the other hand, he put two fingers together and slowly inserted them into my wife's anus. "Mmm..." my wife moaned, actively relaxing her anus, allowing Wang Bin's fingers to go deeper.
Not long after we got married, my wife had anal sex with me. She didn't reject anal sex; on the contrary, she liked the feeling of having her vagina and anus filled at the same time. So when we made love at home, I would fuck her with my penis while using a dildo to thrust into her anus, just like Qianqian had done when she masturbated earlier.
I once read in a European pornographic magazine that not all women can accept anal sex, but women who can enjoy it must be very lewd.
I climbed onto the bed and went to Qianqian's side, reaching out to hug her waist. Qianqian was still kissing my wife with her eyes closed, licking each other's earlobes with their tongues, kneading her breasts with their palms, and teasing her nipples with their fingers. After I hugged her waist, Qianqian seemed to realize that someone was going to have sex with her, but without turning around to see who it was, she proactively raised her buttocks towards me. Her
hairless vulva, soaked in a lot of vaginal fluid, looked even more tender and delicious, especially her two thick labia, which looked so tempting that one wanted to suck them. After being bathed by the dildo, her vaginal opening, overflowing with vaginal juices, seemed to consciously contract and expand, as if it couldn't wait to devour the man's penis.
I straightened my waist and inserted my penis into Qianqian's wet and sticky vagina with a "whoosh," and Qianqian cooperated by letting out a comfortable moan.
Seeing that I was in the correct position, Wang Bin pulled my wife up. She opened her eyes and, realizing I wasn't behind her but was having sex with Qianqian, shuddered as if startled. In her struggle, she was forcefully pinned down by Wang Bin, his penis thrusting wildly inside her vagina, his fingers like hooks digging into her anus. I saw my wife's expression become increasingly distorted, her moans growing louder, which aroused me, and I began to fuck Qianqian hard as well.
Suddenly, my wife's body trembled violently as if out of control, her muscles tensing taut. "Slap slap slap!" Three crisp sounds of flesh colliding echoed as Wang Bin repeatedly pulled his penis fully out before thrusting it back in. My wife's mouth was open but she didn't make a sound; her toes were desperately pressed together and pointed, her feet arched inwards, her fists clenched, her whole body seemingly frozen in place.
Just as Wang Bin was about to thrust for the fourth time, his wife's body suddenly shuddered violently. A long moan escaped her throat, and a gush of
vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing onto Wang Bin's red and burning glans. After his wife's orgasm subsided slightly, Wang Bin lifted her body again, and with a thrust of his hips, plunged his erect penis into her overflowing vagina.
The two of us men seemed to be in a competition, fucking each other's wives, striving to conquer one another while watching our own wives writhe, submit, and display countless acts of lust beneath the other, experiencing the swirling, contradictory stimuli within us.
That night, I felt my sexual prowess was exceptionally strong. While fucking, I felt like I had inexhaustible energy. Afterwards, I felt like I had run ten kilometers in one go, almost collapsing. The next day, my legs were still a little weak. It seems this "seven-times-a-night" man is no ordinary man!
Wang Bin and I brought each of the two women to orgasm twice, each time with relentless, intense fucking lasting at least twenty minutes. All four of us were drenched in sweat, and the sheets were soaked with their urine and vaginal fluids, making the bed unusable. We were too embarrassed to ask the staff to change it, so they stayed in our room that night.
We headed home around noon on the third day. The next day, we slept until almost noon. Although the hotel bed was large, it was too cramped for four people, so none of us slept well.
In short, the meeting with Wang Bin and Qianqian was very pleasant and enjoyable, and I'm grateful to them for letting Xiao Yi and me truly experience the pleasure of cuckoldry.
Actually, Wang Bin used many techniques and skills when he was having sex with Xiao Yi. He intentionally humiliated Xiao Yi in front of me, such as spanking her buttocks and making her lick his fingers, which were sticky with her juices and had been inserted into her anus, like a female dog licking a penis. This not only gave Xiao Yi a humiliating stimulation from the body to the soul, but also made me, her husband, unable to stop watching, and my whole body trembled.
Just like he said, a cuckold should not only make the wife enjoy herself, but also make the husband enjoy watching. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will discuss with Wang Bin about writing a cuckold's manual to tell everyone how to play with other people's wives in front of their husbands, making the husbands and wives feel the same ecstasy.
Sigh, I originally wanted to write about our experience at the hot springs, but I didn't expect to ramble on so much just talking about the past. However, even after rambling on so much, I haven't told you everything. I only picked out the parts that I found most memorable, and I didn't describe the other small details. If you have any questions after reading this, you can ask them, and I will try my best to answer them.
This article isn't exactly fiction; it's more of a personal account of my experiences. It's written as thoughts come to mind, quite casually, so please don't worry too much about the logic or structure. If you find it interesting, just keep reading!
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