My wife got married and we started living together.

Later, my wife moved in with Xiao Kang. She talked to me for over an hour, saying she planned to live with Xiao Kang. She didn't want a divorce, didn't want to deceive me, because I was still the person she loved most. She hoped I could understand her situation and give her more personal space. She said she couldn't live without Xiao Kang, and once her feelings for him faded, she would come back to me and love me even more. My wife didn't feel guilty. My wife is a mature woman; she has the right to enjoy sexual pleasure, and satisfying her desires is a physiological need. Women always want to be loved. She and Xiao Kang had been in a relationship for so long, and things went well. Now that they were living together, she felt I should know. My wife also suggested I find a lover. She understood men's desires. When she wasn't around, if I couldn't resist, I could find another woman, but she had to be honest, reliable, and I knew her background so I wouldn't be deceived. She didn't want a young girl who would get pregnant and pressured into marriage. She wanted someone to marry, someone with a more stable marriage, but preferably whose husband wasn't home often, because she should ideally live with me so she wouldn't have to run around secretly and risk being caught by her husband. My wife truly loves me. Even though she's about to live with someone else, she's still thinking of me. I don't know what to do. After all, our relationship was so dramatic; she defied her family's objections and insisted on being with me. But only a few years later, she's head over heels in love with someone else. I appreciate her love, but I simply can't accept the fact that she's living with another man. I've lost count of how many men she's cheated on me with since we got married, but I've never scolded her. Her family is well-off; she's never suffered hardship and sacrificed so much for our relationship. I try my best to make sure she has a good life materially. It's just having sex with someone else; it's not a big deal these days. As long as she's happy, that's all that matters. After sleeping together, she still has to come home. In the end, I came to terms with it. My wife has already been incredibly honest with me. She's not a bad person at all; in every way, she's the best woman and the best wife. She's hardworking, family-oriented, has a good temper, a kind heart, is kind, and beautiful—truly a rare woman. My wife and I used to see each other once a week. I'd go to her house on odd-numbered weekends, and she'd come home on even-numbered weekends. Now, she doesn't let me visit her anymore. She'll come home whenever she has a spare moment, but it's always a rushed affair; she rarely stays overnight anymore.
Since moving in with Xiao Kang, she hasn't come home. I called her to ask if she could come back for a bit, and she said, "I can't stay overnight; I have to be back by 8 pm." She came home at 7 pm. She was wearing a short, tight-fitting black leather jacket that reached just above her navel, the zipper half-open to reveal a small black strapless top, a very short, tight black leather skirt with a V-neck that showed her navel, and black over-the-knee high-heeled stockings. It was clear she was living a very comfortable life lately; I sensed happiness, joy, and love emanating from her. A strange feeling... I hugged my wife, kissing her as I undressed her. She said, "What's the rush?" I replied, "I haven't had sex in over ten days. If you hadn't come back, I'd have died of pent-up desire." She got into bed wearing only black underwear. I kissed her breasts, and she said, "Use more force." I entered her and thrust for a while. She sat on top of me and vigorously fucked me up and down. She lay on her side while I knelt and fucked her. She lay down with her legs bent and her hands above her head. I propped myself up on the bed and fucked her, pressing her legs together and thrusting. She moaned, her arms wrapped around my waist, calling, "Faster, faster!" I ejaculated after a vigorous thrust. She scolded, "What's wrong? Finished so quickly?" I lay on top of her, panting, sucking on her breasts, while she kneaded my penis. A few minutes later, I became erect again, pressing her down and thrusting hard. She moaned. After a long period of activity, I stopped to catch my breath. She kept thrusting upwards, stimulating me to start the next round. This time, I lasted over 20 minutes before ejaculating. She was clearly not satisfied and was still lingering. My wife is like a lustful she-wolf, constantly and relentlessly yearning. I'm no match for her. Aside from the initial pleasure, I always feel weak and powerless. Although I achieve complete sexual satisfaction, my wife experiences no pleasure whatsoever; it's agonizing. Looking at my wife, so full of desire on the bed, I only regret my inability to compete with her, a woman as alluring as a Western woman. Around 8 pm, my wife got out of bed, dressed, and grabbed some clothes. I walked her downstairs. She said she'd come back to see me when she had time. No one knows we've been separated since, because we're always seen together due to family obligations. My wife still does laundry and housework, not much different from before.
Since my wife moved in with Xiao Kang, she does the laundry and cooks every day, and at night she has to satisfy his various perverse demands. Xiao Kang used to be very inexperienced, always just going through the motions; my wife always has to teach him new techniques. My wife is radiant with pleasure every day, while I think about how she's with other men every day, lying in someone else's bed moaning lewdly every night. My chest often aches inexplicably. I keep hearing my wife's moans and movements as she's being touched by other men. What I can't forgive is that it excites me, keeping me in a state of constant arousal, and my testicles ache. I promised your wife I would love you and take care of you for the rest of my life. Honestly, my wife is very happy having sex with other men. They can instantly give her immense passion. All she remembers is that she was happy, but she can't remember the feeling. She only remembers experiencing orgasms she'd never felt before. When my wife leaves the hotel, she can't describe or explain the feeling, as if it had nothing to do with her. She only knows she was happy at the time; she doesn't love them at all. Before, my wife never had the opportunity to control others to conform to her own will, nor did she ever think of controlling anyone. Her work, family, friends—everything followed this pattern. She was content with the status quo and happy. Until she met Xiaokang, who made her feel like she was in control. It was proof that she could decide whether she wanted a man or not. It was the wife who actively seduced Xiaokang, though she pretended it was Xiaokang who initiated it, and he readily took the bait. The wife acted like a queen, and Xiaokang tried hard to please her. She successfully controlled his heart and body, enjoying his repeated pleas for more afterward. She derived pleasure from this; Xiaokang was merely someone subservient to her will, which gave her confidence. Whether she wanted him or not was entirely her decision. Xiaokang was a toy given to her by fate; the line between love and control was blurred. She enjoyed being played with by men, and Xiaokang gave her a sense of control for the first time. She wouldn't let him escape her grasp. She played a love game with him like a little girl, and she truly loved him. This was unfair to Xiaokang, but she couldn't bear to let go. She secretly resolved to make it up to him; perhaps her later pregnancy and decision to have the baby were preordained. If she couldn't give him a complete marriage, she would give him a son. Actually, aside from his youthful charm, Xiaokang is just average-looking and would never find a beauty like his wife.

His wife is practically single. Xiaokang's biggest hobby seems to be sex, and his wife is becoming increasingly infatuated with him. To please him, she wears sexy lingerie—T-shaped lingerie that leaves no coverage between her legs or has small holes, allowing glimpses through the gaps or holes, which is more stimulating than nudity. More importantly, it's convenient for Xiaokang. In the apartment, his wife wears skirts that aren't suitable for public appearances, almost always semi-transparent, barely covering her underwear. Most of the time, she only wears thongs or stockings, watching pornographic videos and imitating various actions that respectable women consider shameful, as requested by Xiaokang. She performs these actions seductively—why can't Eastern women do what Western women can? Xiaokang especially enjoys his wife kneeling and giving him oral sex, even though she's actually annoyed by it and doesn't understand why foreigners don't find it disgusting and seem to enjoy it. I remember the first time I performed oral sex on my wife. She was kneeling, and after only a few sucks, I ejaculated into her mouth. She turned away and vomited for a long time. Later, she got used to it and no longer felt nauseous or vomited. She even figured out the trick: open her mouth as wide as possible, cover her teeth with her lips, and try to avoid her teeth touching the penis. For a large penis, it's best to narrow the area, only sucking the glans, licking the scrotum with her tongue, and even taking the testicles into her mouth. Women have a rumination instinct; they repeatedly do things they enjoy without getting bored, and they even gain psychological pleasure and a sense of stability from it. My wife thinks she's fallen in love with Xiaokang. Her feelings for Xiaokang are like a hidden and beautiful alley; the further she goes, the more she wants to see what's ahead. She feels like she's walking on thin ice, cautiously knowing the danger, yet still moving forward, listening to the crunching sound under her feet, enjoying that sweet stimulation. My wife is now constantly troubled by happiness and pain. She loves me and she loves Xiaokang; she can't give up either of them.

Every day, my wife makes breakfast and wakes Xiaokang up. After breakfast, she takes him to work. When Xiaokang has time off, they go shopping and to the movies, acting like a loving young couple. At night, they have passionate encounters. One day, I saw my wife and Xiaokang at the mall. My wife was wearing a red, tight-fitting short-sleeved dress that reached her upper thighs, and red high-heeled boots. They were kissing openly, oblivious to everyone around them. Xiaokang's hand was even inside her dress, pinching her buttocks. When no one was around, he was touching her vagina. They even went to the stairwell, where Xiaokang unzipped his pants and took out his penis to suck on my wife. After a while, I saw Xiaokang suddenly ejaculate in her mouth. Surprisingly, she didn't spit it out and swallowed it all. I pretended to go downstairs, and Xiaokang nervously zipped up his pants. My wife saw it was me, winked at me, and then, when Xiaokang wasn't looking, opened her mouth for me to see. I smiled and quickly walked away. Xiaokang went to the restroom, and I rushed back, hugging my wife and kissing her neck while pulling down her underwear. My wife said, "No, Xiaokang will be back soon." Half-heartedly, she let me pull her panties down to her knees. I entered from behind, one hand around her waist, the other kneading her breasts, pressing against her back and thrusting forcefully. Just as we reached our climax, Xiaokang returned. My wife quickly pushed me away, pulled up her panties, and went to meet me. My unsatisfied desire made me restless, so we went to Er Ma Lu, known as the red-light district. Every day, 24 hours a day, there are women with trendy perms, heavy makeup, wearing sexy short skirts and high heels, soliciting customers. It's convenient, cheap, easy to find, and safe. I called a woman in her thirties, with a full figure, from a massage parlor. She came in, took off her skirt, and wore only a narrow, light purple bra and panties, which made her breasts and buttocks appear round and full, her breasts looking particularly large, jiggling with her movements. My penis instantly became erect. I grabbed the woman and pulled down her panties. She unhooked her bra herself, pressed her down, and thrust into her, moving wildly, releasing all my lust on her body. Reaching my climax, I collapsed limply onto the prostitute, sucking on her breasts. Later, my wife told me that I saw Xiao Kang at the mall and he was so scared that he went limp when he got home that night. My wife gave him oral sex for an hour, but he still couldn't get hard. Finally, my wife played several adult films by Aoi Sora to stimulate him and he got hard again.

I've never wanted to have sex with my wife as much as I do now. I called my wife from downstairs, and she told me to come up and said, "Hurry up, he'll be back soon." I noticed that my wife had become more voluptuous after these past few months of sex. I slipped my hand between my wife's legs, inside her pantyhose, and touched her soft, moist vulva. My fingers caressed her tender flesh. My wife's body was already limp. I pulled her hand to my genitals. My wife's small hand caressed my thick, hard penis, making it even thicker and harder. The intense stimulation made me groan involuntarily. Pleasure coursed through my body, making me want to ejaculate. I had my wife hold onto the dining table with both hands, her round, pert buttocks raised high. I stood behind her and lifted her skirt. My wife was wearing white stockings with lace trim at the hem, which looked incredibly sexy against her fair skin. She wore white silk panties, with a few long pubic hairs peeking out from the sides. The center of her panties was already wet. I pulled down her panties, fondled her round, white buttocks for a while, and then, with one hand holding my thick penis, I aimed it at her already parted vulva and pushed it in. Thinking about how Xiao Kang played with my wife's body every day, a wave of jealousy washed over me. As I inserted my thick penis into her alluring vagina, I couldn't help but let out a long, comfortable sigh. Her vagina was still so tight, gripping my penis tightly. The intense stimulation from the thrusting made her moan and groan softly, yet she dared not speak loudly, her brow furrowed, her mouth half-open, constantly twisting her round buttocks to let me penetrate deeper. I thrust in and out, my wife's buttocks arching back to meet my thrusts. Jealousy drove me to thrust my entire penis into my wife's pink vagina, and I began to pump rapidly. The sounds of splashing water and my body hitting her buttocks echoed from her lower body. Our genitals, thighs, and even lower abdomens were all wet. My wife's breathing grew heavier, her lips slightly parted. I felt her vagina contract tightly, pressing against my penis, and her vagina began to contract irregularly, like a child's mouth sucking, making my penis feel incredibly good. I pumped a few more times, shuddering, and amidst my wife's loud moans and the trembling of her buttocks, I quickly reached my climax, collapsing onto my wife's back, motionless. With my penis pressed tightly deep inside her vagina, I began to ejaculate streams of hot semen. My semen was plentiful; my wife's vagina couldn't hold it all. Even with my thick penis still tightly inserted inside her, a considerable amount of semen still leaked out through the gap between my penis and her vagina. After a while, I pulled out my wet penis, and a stream of milky white semen flowed from between my wife's slightly swollen labia. The pink labia against the white stream looked exceptionally beautiful. Several streams of semen trickled down her fair thighs, wetting her white stockings. My wife's genitals were a mess, covered in white semen and patches of moisture. My wife, recovering from her orgasm, wiped the semen from her genitals and legs, straightened her clothes, and then Xiaokang returned quite some time later.

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