My wife's fragrant tongue licks another man's smelly feet

Men's psychology is actually quite strange. Before ejaculating, they might want to see their wives being with other men, and after ejaculating, they might experience a period of post-coital euphoria, feeling very jealous. However, this varies greatly depending on individual experiences. For me, I don't know when it started, but the post-coital euphoria has almost disappeared. Although my penis doesn't get hard quickly, the psychological discomfort period is so short that it's practically negligible.
I think this has a lot to do with my second wife's stories about her experiences with Bai. Because my wife tries to immerse herself in her memories and fantasies while telling me about Bai's sexual encounters, reliving the pleasure and orgasms he gave her, she always speaks very slowly. But I also really enjoy this feeling because my wife describes things in great detail, even clearly depicting her feelings, which makes me feel like I'm actually there. This feeling is amazing, but because of this, I used to ejaculate almost every time my wife was halfway through her story. Sometimes it was to match the scenes she described, and I would ejaculate shortly after entering her body. Other times, the scenes she described were so stimulating that I would ejaculate on my own. My wife's stories always get more and more stimulating, so every time I ejaculate, there's something even more exciting waiting for me. My post-coital period gets shorter and shorter with each stimulation.
But when I heard my wife in the bathroom, her big ass sticking out and wriggling her hips like a wagging-tail bitch in front of Bai, I couldn't help but penetrate her and ejaculate quickly. Although I immediately knelt behind her and licked her pussy to prolong her pleasure, I had just ejaculated. I thought about how my wife used to shamelessly lie on the floor in college, displaying her most perfect genitals and anus, and I had never even seen such a tender and sensual scene. I felt a pang of jealousy. Later, when I heard my wife say that she spread her legs and let Bai play with her ass with the showerhead, and that Bai laughed smugly while doing so, I felt a mix of bitterness and anger. At that time, I realized I hadn't experienced much in terms of sexual activity, and I found the way my wife was swaying her ass and begging to be fucked by Bai to be utterly slutty. I was consumed by jealousy, even angry at her subservient behavior in front of Bai, and resentful that she had become so promiscuous at only 17 years old. I also worried whether my wife, after being played with and trained like this by Bai, could truly leave him, and whether she would ever return to him.
However, this bitterness, anger, and all other complex emotions seemed to be replaced by immense pleasure when I heard about Bai stepping on my wife's face and fucking her violently. My penis started to react again, and I became very aroused by the scene, eagerly anticipating seeing my wife being ravaged, played with, and brutally fucked by Bai. I think this is how my mental "post-coital" period has been gradually eroded to the point of almost disappearing.
My wife must have been ecstatic. When she described how Bai was stepping on her face and thrusting repeatedly into the deepest part of her vagina, my chin was covered in her vaginal fluid, it felt like I'd been washed, and I could barely open my eyes. I licked my wife frantically, my tongue forcefully penetrating her vagina, sharing in the orgasms Bai brought her through the squeezing sensations and waves of heat from my tongue.
My wife said, "Honey, I love Bai's position so much! You know, Bai's center of gravity slowly shifts forward, and his big thing is almost vertically thrusting into me. When it first goes in, it hits my spot perfectly, and then it presses tightly against that spot, rubbing so well. It feels so good!" My wife has a very sensitive spot on the front of her vagina, I think it's called the G-spot. Luckily, it's not too deep, and my penis can stimulate it. But mine isn't as big as Bai's, so when I'm behind her, she doesn't feel direct stimulation. Only when she's lying on her back with a cushion underneath can she get continuous stimulation. Even then, she always gets incredibly good. But Bai can directly stimulate that spot in any position, especially when he's vertically thrusting into her. It's like he's intensely stimulating that spot and filling her up completely. I can't even imagine how good it must have felt. Thinking about this, my penis, which had just ejaculated, wasn't fully hard yet, but it started to tremble slightly.
During her climax, under the dual stimulation of my memories and my tongue, my wife moaned and continued to speak wantonly to me: "Ah...you know...it's so...ah...so good...ah, I even wish all his weight was on the foot that's stepping on my face...ah...darling...lick me harder...ah...so good...ah...white...step on me...so good...ah...harder...ah...I'm okay...ah ah...it doesn't hurt...so good...ah...step on me...ah...fuck me...so good...fuck me to death..."
My wife continued to moan as I licked her, and she even seemed to be turning her face to one side as she described. I could even feel a man's foot stepping on my wife's face. The scene was more exciting than any adult movie I had ever seen. Of course, the one being stepped on and fucked was my future wife whom I was going to marry and spend my life with.
My wife, with whom I'll spend my life, was climaxing as she recalled the humiliation of her ex-boyfriend humiliating her while having sex with her. All of this was incredibly stimulating for me. Amidst her moans and groans, my penis trembled, and I ejaculated again, even though it wasn't fully erect.
Later, I asked my wife if she had also been moaning and begging him to step on her like she had told me. She said that back then she was very reserved. Although her moans were completely uncontrollable, even louder and more continuous, she rarely said those words aloud. Only when her body was in extreme need would she shyly utter a few keywords, certainly not the unrestrained expression of desire she showed me when reminiscing. My wife admitted she did want to scream at the time, but felt it would be too shameless.
She said, "Bai once said he really liked my shyness and reserve." I was speechless. From the first time we slept together, my wife naturally displayed her superior bedroom skills and wanton moans. While she wasn't as unrestrained with her lewd talk as she was when recalling Bai, she still moaned freely and directly expressed her needs. She even instructed me…taught me how to have sex…
My wife later told me that after that time Bai stepped on her face during sex in the bathroom, his humiliation of her escalated rapidly. Both the mental and physical abuse became increasingly brazen and excessive.
She said Bai probably realized she could accept it because she didn't resist when he stepped on her and didn't blame him afterwards. She felt she should have expressed her opinion then, so Bai would realize she didn't like it and it wouldn't happen again. But for some reason, I already felt that my wife might be mistaken. I thought that Bai must have planned this all along, deliberately and systematically training my wife, and her different behaviors were likely just Bai adjusting his plans. And did my wife really not like it? I remembered how immersed she was when Bai stepped on her during sex, her intense orgasms, her desperate cries for him to step on her and fuck her—I just couldn't see where her "dislike" came from.
My wife told me that from then on, almost every time Bai took a bath, he would make her kneel on the floor and gently clean and massage his feet with the tip of her tongue, licking them from heels to the tops and toes. He even required her to insert her tongue between each of his toes. Back then, every time I thought about my wife, with her big buttocks sticking out, shamelessly begging at another man's feet, I felt she was a truly slutty and cheap woman. And every time I thought about how that same flexible tongue, which was intertwined with mine every day, had repeatedly roamed over another man's feet, I felt disgusted and angry. Bai would always use the excuse that my wife wasn't comfortable licking him to spray water all over her face with the showerhead. My wife said she often knelt at Bai's feet, licking his feet while choking on the water. Thinking about how she described it, I felt my wife was truly both cheap and pathetic. What's even worse is that Bai would occasionally use his toes to clamp his wife's protruding tongue or stomp it on the ground. His wife said that although her tongue was slippery, it wasn't difficult to pull it out, but every time she pulled it back, Bai interpreted it as silent resistance and intensified his prolonged and forceful torment of her tongue. What drove her most desperate was that if Bai was unhappy, she couldn't get his large penis inside her.
His wife said, "Later, when I thought about how Bai wouldn't fuck me if he was unhappy, I figured I should just listen to him and let him do whatever he wanted." So she simply stopped resisting and began to cooperate even more obediently with Bai's various acts of pleasure. And whenever Bai was satisfied and felt the urge to penetrate her, she would feel, "It's all so worth it."
What his wife described and her feelings made me both angry and aroused. I had a strange feeling of being angry at her lack of resistance, yet also hoping she would continue to be so passive, while the excitement and pleasure kept pounding in my brain, stimulating me to ejaculate again and again. Yes, I'm pretty sure the pleasure my second wife brought me far outweighed the disgust and anger.
Later, during a shower, after I'd thoroughly cleaned myself, my wife let me experience her foot-licking technique, and it felt so good. I remembered a senior in school licking me like that once, and I remember the feeling was very stimulating, but I'm also sure that my senior's licking was nothing compared to how good my wife's was. My wife was so skilled; I could feel the teasing of her tongue and the envelopment of her entire tongue on every corner and crevice of my toes.
What excited me even more was the dual stimulation of sight and touch. I watched my wife lie on the bathroom floor, her buttocks raised high, and then extend her tongue to lick down from my ankles. Her tongue tip began to roam over my feet, licking carefully, like a kitten, leaving no inch of my skin untouched. Especially when she licked between my toes, when she inserted the entire tip of her tongue between my toes, then passed her whole tongue through them, and then enveloped each toe individually, I felt an electric shock throughout my body, an almost explosive pleasure. However, the more meticulously my wife licked, the more comfortable I felt. I imagined her kneeling at Bai's feet, licking them like this, her tongue enveloping each of Bai's toes. A pang of sadness welled up inside me. How did Bai feel then, knowing this woman was about to become my wife?
My wife doing this to me—I'm sure Bai has experienced it dozens, even hundreds of times. His feelings must be different from mine. He must be thinking, "This lowly woman, I wonder who she'll marry in the future?" "She's just a toy to be thrown away sooner or later, let her play with me as she pleases." And then he'd probably be rubbing and torturing my wife's tongue with his toes. Thinking about this, I suddenly wanted to pinch my wife's tongue between my toes, to stomp it on the ground. That must have been a violent, poignant, and humiliating feeling. But in the end, I couldn't bring myself to actually do that to my wife.
My wife told me that at first, Bai would wash his feet thoroughly, rinse them with shower gel, and then let her lick them. Later, it got increasingly outrageous; he'd just rinse them with water and then let her lick them. Eventually, during sex, he'd be too lazy to go to the bathroom and would just let her lick his unwashed feet directly in bed. Every time my wife told me this, imagining those scenes made me feel a little bitter. My precious little tongue, which I kissed every day, had slid between Bai's toes countless times, and I'm sure I even licked the sweat from his feet. At that time, I considered my wife's tongue "dirty," and what I couldn't understand was that I could still repeatedly hold that "dirty thing" of hers in my mouth and entwine it with my tongue. Later, I slowly realized that after letting Bai play with her for so many years, what clean part of her body could possibly be left? But since I loved her, I shouldn't care.
My wife said that Bai later even put a mat in the bathroom and often penetrated her from behind there. Sometimes, like that day, he would step on her face with his feet, and other times, while penetrating her from behind, he would place his feet in front of her so she would lick them while being penetrated. What I found strange was that, of the two methods, my wife actually preferred having Bai step on her face while penetrating her. In my memory, in that position, most of Bai's weight would be concentrated on my wife's buttocks and face, which would be a more humiliating and painful position for her. As my wife said, her face would be chafed raw. At first, I couldn't understand why my wife preferred this. Did she like being masochistic? Did she like being humiliated?
Later, my wife explained that although it hurt and humiliated her when Bai stepped on her, it also meant she didn't have to think about how to lick his feet. She only needed to endure the pain and forget the shame so she could concentrate all her attention on her vagina and feel the pleasure and orgasm brought by Bai's big penis thrusting violently. After all, for my wife, pain and shame were almost equivalent to pleasure during orgasm. On the contrary, if Bai doesn't step on his wife, she has to think about how to lick his feet while being fucked. But when she's having an orgasm, she doesn't have time to think about licking his feet; all she can do is breathe heavily, moan, and shout loudly. She says she especially dislikes having to be distracted.
She also says, "When Bai steps on my face while fucking me, he's so intense!" She means that when Bai steps on her face, his movements become extremely vigorous, and it takes her a long time to recover afterward. But during the process, the pleasure she experiences is soul-stirring, the kind of pleasure that takes her straight to heaven. So every time Bai fucks her while making her lick his feet, it doesn't take long before she's panting heavily, moaning, and shouting, "Bai, step on my face, step on me while fucking, step on me and fuck me hard... ah..."
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that moment, I could only think of about what a woman could do to a man. And I think only a man who doesn't cherish his woman would make her do this. Anyway, I couldn't bear to do it. Maybe I could let my senior lick my unwashed feet, but I absolutely couldn't bear to do it to my wife, let alone step on her face and have sex with her like Bai did. Of course, even if I could, I probably couldn't do it.
Back then, listening to stories of my wife being humiliated and even abused by Bai, I really ejaculated quite a bit. Later, my wife told me that she felt she needed me to know how she had been treated before marriage, at least to know that she had experienced that kind of "perverted" treatment in the past, so that I could finally be sure that I could accept her past.
Later, we started preparing for our wedding. My wife and I were busy with a lot of things every day, and slowly we were both immersed in a very tiring but loving atmosphere. At that time, the thing my wife and I hesitated about the most was whether to send a wedding invitation to Bai. Actually, my wife was very strongly against it. I knew that after my wife told me about those sexual things, maybe she was afraid that if I saw Bai, I would feel embarrassed and unhappy when I thought about what my wife had said. Perhaps because my wife still harbors some resentment towards Bai for his past actions, she strongly opposes sending him a wedding invitation.
I also feel it's inappropriate to have a man who once humiliated and abused my wife at our wedding, but my main concern is that my wife might feel uncomfortable. I'm even more worried that if Bai attends the wedding and sees my beautiful wife in her wedding dress, he might develop feelings for her again, putting her in danger. Although my wife says she blocked all his contact information after being dumped, I imagine they'll reconnect after the wedding if Bai attends.
I didn't dare to think about what would happen next. Although I vaguely felt a sense of excitement, I was mostly afraid and terrified. Later, I felt I couldn't keep hesitating like this, so I finally handed the decision over to my wife and withdrew from the discussion. I thought at the time that there was a 99% chance my wife wouldn't call for help, and I stopped thinking about it after that.

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