Beautiful memories

I've wanted to write about our experience for a long time. One reason is my poor writing skills, and another is that it's not exactly something to be proud of, so I didn't have the courage to write it down. The reason I'm writing it now is that we've decided to stop, and writing about our past experiences will give this period a proper ending.
My wife and I have been together for almost 20 years. We met in 2003, and over these 20 years, we've had our share of breakups and reconciliations, almost getting divorced in 2011. Looking back now, I really feel sorry for my beloved wife and I owe her a lot. It seems unbelievable that I got my very traditional and conservative wife to experience 3P, 4P, and almost 6P, from initial nervousness and shyness to later enjoying this special kind of sex, allowing 12 men to enter her body.
We first tried 3P on May 3, 2013. I still remember everything that happened that day vividly. It was actually quite simple to convince my wife; I didn't particularly want to do it at the time, it was just something I talked about during sex. Then I showed my wife videos of multiple men having sex with one woman, telling her to look at how much the female lead was enjoying it. I said this a lot, and she watched it a lot, and gradually her mind started to soften. When we had sex, I suggested she do it like in the videos, and she agreed. She was very excited and very wet. This continued for a while. At the time, I was just talking about it and didn't really have any real intentions, so I didn't discuss these topics with my wife privately. We only talked about it in bed. Perhaps because I talked about it so much and watched so much, I gradually realized that my wife had become immune and wasn't as excited as she was at the beginning. (My wife is the reserved type, not proactive in sex, and always uses the same position during sex. I've always wanted to change her, to make her more open and proactive in bed, preferably more erotic.) Since this no longer aroused her, I wondered what methods I could use to change her. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was partly due to my wife's nature and the influence I had on her. The turning point was during the Spring Festival of 2013. At that time, I was still playing Fantasy Westward Journey. One night, I was chatting with a female game friend on QQ. My wife suddenly leaned over and asked who I was talking to and what I was chatting with. Feeling guilty, I closed the chat window and stammered. Seeing this, she grabbed my mouse to see who I was talking to. Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I said, "I found a guy online for you, and I'm chatting with him." My wife immediately blushed and got flustered, calling me a pervert. I said, "Didn't you agree to it before I found him?" She said she was just playing along. I said, "I only found him because you always get so excited when I mention it, and you promised to find someone to join us. Now you say you don't agree? That's just teasing me." My wife called me a pervert again, saying I was out of my mind. She said she wouldn't agree to me deleting him. Then she went to the living room to watch TV. That night, we didn't make love. My wife snuggled in my arms and asked if I had deleted him. I pretended not to, saying it wasn't true in the first place. It was all made up. I had to play along and ask her why she didn't agree. At first, she still called me a pervert. I kept trying to reason with my wife, telling her that these are things only loving couples do. I said I felt guilty, that's why I had these thoughts, and that I just wanted her to enjoy it—look at those videos, the women in them all look like they're enjoying themselves. That night we talked for a long time, and then I touched my wife's genitals and she was incredibly wet, her underwear completely soaked. That night, contrary to her usual self, she changed positions and was very sensitive, her orgasm was even more intense, and she was unusually flushed all over. This is the wife I want. No matter how hard I try or how much I stimulate her, she's never been like this before. This is the wife I want—dignified in public, but wanton in bed with me. I knew her thoughts were starting to change, but she hadn't given in yet, nor had she asked me to delete it. We didn't mention it for the next few days. On the Lantern Festival, my wife and I took our child to set off fireworks and sky lanterns. When we released the sky lanterns, my wife said she would make a wish and write it on the lantern. After the fireworks and sky lanterns, as my wife and I were walking home with our child, my wife asked me what I wished for. Actually, my New Year's wish was simply for my family to be safe and sound. My grandmother hadn't been gone long, and I felt that saying it aloud would make it less likely to come true. So, without telling my wife directly, I just said, "You should know what I'm wishing for." My wife immediately blushed and told me not to say it anymore; the baby was still there. I realized she had misunderstood and thought I was wishing for someone to have sex with her. I seized the opportunity to ask her if she could grant my wish. My wife said we'd talk about it when we got home. I thought I had a chance and should agree. When we got home, my wife laughed and said I was a pervert making such a wish. Other men are afraid their wives will cheat on them, but you're afraid your wife won't cheat and even find her other men? You're just asking for a cuckold's horns. My wife said, "You're not impotent. I don't need any of that; I only need you." I said, "I'm different from other men. I'm not that selfish. I don't treat you like my possession. Sex and love can be separate. Many people who cheat don't cheat because they don't love their partners; they're more likely seeking the thrill of different men. I truly love you and want you to experience different kinds of sex. It's you cheating on me. We're just finding pleasure in sex together." My wife said, "I'll only agree to this once. You can find someone online, but I need to see their photos first. If I don't think it's suitable, then don't go." I replied, "Of course! This is for you; I'm finding a man you like and are satisfied with."
The first single boyfriend we met wasn't from Paradise. Back then, we didn't even know Paradise existed. All the friends we met later were through Paradise, and we have to thank that platform for introducing us to over ten friends, all of whom my wife is quite satisfied with; none of them have offended her. This first one was through a message in a bottle. My wife agreed at the time, but where to find him? I thought of friends I knew, since my wife knew all of them, so I discussed with her which one would be suitable. She immediately refused, saying it would be too embarrassing. People would say she was too promiscuous and not a good woman. She also said, "Didn't you find someone recently?" I could only say, "You told me to delete him, and I did, I already did." My wife said that if we were to find someone, it could only be online; friends were out of the question, and even if they agreed, she wouldn't do it with them. One day, I accidentally opened a message in a bottle and suddenly thought, why not try looking here? So I casually wrote "Looking for someone for a threesome," and my wife posted it. People replied quickly. After chatting with a few, I felt none of them were reliable. I was about to give up when I heard from him again. I tried chatting with him; he's a 25-year-old from Northeast China, just arrived in Chengdu for a six-month training program sent by his company. He was very polite throughout the conversation. We added each other as friends and chatted for a few days, finding things going well. I told my wife about him and showed her our chat history. My wife thought he was decent and asked to see his photo, which he immediately sent. He looked about as we had imagined—refined and cultured. After seeing the photo, my wife shyly went to watch TV in the living room. I immediately followed her out to ask what she thought. My wife nodded shyly, saying it had to be safe, as it was illegal and she didn't want to get arrested or have her reputation ruined. How could she face her parents and children then? I immediately comforted her, saying she was overthinking it. This kind of thing is very private; he wouldn't tell anyone. Even if he told his friends, we didn't film or take photos when we were together, so he wouldn't have any evidence that it was with us. You're just worrying too much. Even if it gets out, it was something we did together. We can just move to a different place. I also told my wife about the "One-and-One Show" incident. Later, I said, "Honey, if you don't agree, that's fine. I love you, and I won't force you to do things you don't like. I'll delete him immediately and never bring it up again." My wife said, "You finally found someone, don't rush to delete him, let me think about it some more." I said, "I've already told you so much, I don't know what you're still hesitating about. I'm asking you, do you really want to do these things?" My wife laughed and said, "At first, I thought you didn't love me anymore and pushed me away. But after you said so much, I realized you do love me, you're just a bit different, and this is another way you love me. To say I don't want to would be a lie, I just feel that doing so would be unfair to you, and if we argue in the future, you might bring this up, and I wouldn't be able to hold my head up in front of you." I have to say, my wife is indeed very thoughtful, even considering these things. I said, "You're thinking too much. This is indeed another way I love you. I want you to try double or more sex, something I can't give you alone. Only with someone else can I bring you different pleasures." I only had this thought because I love you so much. I didn't want to tell you at first; I kept it all to myself. But after this thought came to mind, every time we made love, I wondered if my wife would enjoy it as much as she does in the videos, since we both love you at the same time. Later, I finally mustered the courage to tell you, and I found you were even more excited than usual. I figured you must like it too, so I wanted to make these thoughts a reality. You're almost 30; let's take advantage of our youth and go wild before we're old. My wife then opened up and laughed, saying, "Actually, I've thought about it too, but I'm afraid I'll become bad after we do it. I've always wanted to." I said, "Don't worry, if that happens, I'll keep looking for someone with you." My wife said, "No, once is enough. We'll only do it once." I said, "Okay, whatever you say. Let's go with him then. You can chat on QQ now. Besides, the main characters in what we do are you and him, and I'll just be there to help you out. You two can chat and get to know each other better." My wife said, "We're the main characters, and you're the director." "Director? I don't know what to talk about. The director should talk about it." I said, "Okay, are you sure you don't want to back out? Then I'll get to know him better and then we'll arrange a time to meet." My wife said everything was up to the director. Seeing that she was indeed relaxed, I felt I needed to solidify things a bit more before having him send her a picture of an erection. My wife has only ever seen me, and seeing pictures of other men's erections made her even more irresistible; she was already incredibly aroused. After some time, I discussed meeting times with my wife. Our child was already in elementary school, so we set the date for the Labor Day holiday. We don't usually have much time with the child, so we took advantage of the holiday to visit my parents. I also planned to go to Chengdu in early May for some business (we live in a suburban county of Chengdu). I arranged to meet the single man again, finally settling on the afternoon of May 3rd. On the evening of the 2nd, I told my wife about my plans. The plan was for us to meet in Chengdu on the afternoon of the 3rd, have dinner first, and if things felt right, watch a movie to get to know each other better before going to a hotel. My wife agreed. However, things didn't go as planned; a little mishap occurred, almost shattering our threesome dream. On the morning of the 3rd, I left for work with my wife, feeling both excited and nervous. We agreed to come home around noon, have a quick bite, and then head to Chengdu, expecting to arrive around 2 PM. However, something came up and I was delayed, so I wouldn't be home until around 2 PM. Around noon, I called my wife, but she didn't answer. I called again a while later, still no answer. My heart sank; I wondered if she had changed her mind. I contacted the guy I called, saying I had something to do and wouldn't be home until 4 PM, so we could only have dinner, watch a movie, or go to karaoke together that evening. He usually replies instantly, but over ten minutes passed without a response. My wife didn't answer, and the guy didn't reply to my messages either, so I stopped checking the phone. I decided to focus on my work. Around 1 PM, my wife called me back. I asked if she was home yet and not to wait for me for dinner, explaining that I'd be home late and wouldn't eat at home, but would eat out. She sounded very nervous and spoke haltingly, so I couldn't understand her clearly. She basically said she was afraid to meet me. I told her to wait until I got home. It was almost 2 PM when I was walking home. The single man messaged me saying he had something to do and couldn't meet us today, so we shouldn't come. I replied that we had agreed to meet last night, and he suddenly stood us up. We had a hard time convincing his wife, and we were already on our way when he said he couldn't come. "Whatever," I said, "we're almost in Chengdu, so if you can come, then come." He kept apologizing, and seeing his attitude, I felt there was still a chance for him to change his mind. I didn't say anything too harsh, afraid he'd be even more hesitant to come. I planned to go to Chengdu with my wife first. When I got home, I found my wife sitting in the room, doing cross-stitch. She didn't seem to be planning to go out. Usually, she wears light makeup and sexy, feminine clothes like bodycon skirts and A-line skirts. At that time, her figure was pretty good; her stomach was flat. The only drawbacks were her small breasts and some stretch marks on her lower abdomen. Today, she was surprisingly conservative, wearing long pants and a long-sleeved shirt, no makeup, a pale complexion, and a somewhat gloomy expression. I guessed she was nervous and anxious. I pretended to be relaxed and told her to take a shower and change before leaving. I didn't tell her about the single guy standing us up. She told me she didn't want to go anymore. She felt that if she did, she wouldn't be a good woman, a good wife, or a good mother. I tried to persuade her again, but she still wouldn't agree. I thought about it and realized we'd already been stood up, so if she didn't want to go, then so be it. I told my wife, "Since you don't want to go, then forget it. I won't force you to do something you don't want to do. I'll text him right away to say we're not coming." I immediately took out my phone, pretending to text him, but my wife stopped me, saying, "Don't text him yet," with a conflicted expression, "Won't he think we're lying to him?" I said, "If it were you, you'd also think we're lying. We'd already made plans with him, and he was happily waiting for us. Now that we're not going, he'll definitely think we're not sincere and are just messing with him." I started changing clothes to go out, but my wife pulled me back, saying she was afraid I'd find other women to go out with. I said, "What are you thinking? Who would I find to go with? You know I'm going to take care of business. I'll be back tomorrow. Besides, look how much I've changed for you these past two years. Can't you feel how much I love you? My friends invite me out for drinks and fun, but I haven't gone. Even if I did go, it was always with you. If you didn't go, I didn't go either. Don't worry, I'm only interested in you now. I have no interest in other women." "Fine, you don't want to go, but you won't let me go to take care of business?" My wife finally let go of me. I had just stepped out of the room when I heard her sigh and tell me to wait a moment. She said, "Actually, it's nothing, just a sex game. Wait until I change and we'll go together." I saw her take off her coat, put on her bra, and start looking for clothes in the closet. I asked, "Aren't you going to shower before changing?" My wife replied, "I ate lunch when I got home and showered." It seems my wife subconsciously wanted to experience it too, but she hadn't overcome the last hurdle in her mind. That sigh probably meant she had made up her mind and was going to go for it without any hesitation. My wife is willing to go all out in this situation, but the single man is still unaware of what's going on. Since my wife has already gone with us, I think I should stall for time and continue talking to the single man to try and get him to come over, or at least meet us.I told my wife that if she felt awkward, we wouldn't rush to meet him. We'd go to my friends' place first and have dinner with them, then we'd invite him over to see a movie. My wife thought about it and agreed. I noticed she had already changed her clothes: a black and white striped tank top, a beige jacket, and light blue skinny cropped pants. I suggested she change into a pencil skirt with stockings, but she said she was afraid of getting cold at night. When we arrived in Chengdu, we met up with my friends, had dinner, and drank a few beers. My wife doesn't drink and can't even finish a bottle of beer; she gets drunk easily. That day, however, she drank more than a bottle of beer and didn't get drunk. During this time, I was chatting with the single man, and he eventually agreed to meet us, even though he had to go back. We finally agreed to meet at Tianfu Square. After drinking and saying goodbye to my friends, we eagerly headed to Tianfu Square. We arrived first and waited for more than ten minutes. After meeting, I suggested we see a movie, but my wife said she felt dizzy and needed to rest. So we found a bench in Tianfu Square and sat down to chat. During our chat, my wife quietly told me that her husband had asked her to go back. I asked her what was wrong, if she didn't like it. She replied that it wasn't that she didn't like it, but that she was too nervous. I said, "Since you think it's okay, let's do it." My wife didn't say anything more and tacitly agreed. Since it was the first time, I didn't know what to do next, so we just kept chatting. Later, my wife broke the silence. She said she was a little sleepy and we should find a hotel to rest. Only then did we get up to find a hotel. When I arrived, I was so excited that I forgot all my documents. Only my wife had her ID card. When we went to the hotel to check in, I was quite nervous, so I asked for two people to check in, but the front desk wouldn't process it because I only had my wife's ID card. Later, the single man went to check in. When we entered the room, I told my wife to take a shower first. After she finished showering, she came out wrapped in a towel. Then I told the single man to take a shower. After he went into the bathroom, my wife hugged me and said, "I'm so nervous." I comforted her. A little while later, the single man came out wearing only his underwear, and then I went in to shower. When I went in, I heard my wife's voice, but I couldn't hear what she said. I think they were hugging each other. When I came out, I saw the single man sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV, and my wife wrapped in a blanket, leaning against the headboard looking at her phone. I said, "I thought you guys had already started, but you're just watching TV." I went over to pull the blanket over her, but my wife held on tightly. I kissed her and slowly lifted the blanket. I saw she was still wrapped in a bath towel, so I slowly pulled it off. My wife was so nervous she couldn't speak, her eyes closed, muttering "No...no..." intermittently. After the towel was pulled off, my wife was completely naked in front of the single man. I kissed her while gesturing for the single man to come over. He came over but just looked at us, not knowing what to do. My wife had her back to him, so I let him kiss her back. When he touched her, she trembled nervously and hugged me tightly. I waited for her to adjust for a while, then slowly laid her flat on her back. I continued kissing her, from her neck to her chest. I saw the single man had taken off his underwear and leaned over. I took my wife's hand and placed it on his penis. When her hand touched his penis, she pulled it back slightly. My wife must have realized what she had just touched through the touch. I saw her open her eyes, glance at the single man's penis, and then grasp it with her hand. After my wife held my penis, I noticed she wasn't as nervous anymore, so I slid down and started kissing her genitals. Her legs were spread apart, and she was already incredibly wet. After kissing for a while, I saw the man kissing her breasts and thought it was about time, so I told him to go first. The man got up to get a condom, and I continued kissing my wife. He put on the condom, came back, spread her legs, and pressed his erect penis between them. My wife reacted strongly, holding my head and kissing me passionately. He tried a few times but couldn't penetrate. My wife reached down and guided his penis towards her vagina. Then I saw him thrust forward, and she moaned. The sound meant he had entered her. Instantly, my heart ached, my mind went blank, and I felt a deep sorrow. It felt like my wife no longer belonged to me; I felt like I had lost my most beloved wife. My wife, who was once mine alone, was being penetrated by another man; the place only I had been inside was now occupied by someone else's penis. The pain was so intense I almost pulled the man away. At this point, the man began thrusting, and my wife's rapid breathing and intermittent panting further stimulated me. Looking at their joined genitals, I could vaguely see a penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's body. This lewd scene made my penis swell and harden with blood, and I was incredibly excited. My mind was filled with desire, and I had lost all reason. My wife was flushed, her eyes half-closed, and she was breathing rapidly. As the man's thrusting increased in frequency, my wife let out pleasurable moans. I immediately kissed my wife's breasts and sucked on her nipples. My wife was also incredibly excited, her desire completely aroused. One hand pressed my head down, pressing her breast tightly, while the other hand gripped my penis and began to stroke it. The man didn't last long; after a few minutes of thrusting, he said I was being obsessive. My wife gasped and said no. Then the man thrust against my wife, and my wife clung tightly to his buttocks with both hands. I saw the man's buttock muscles twitch twice, and I knew he had ejaculated. After a while, my wife released her hands, and the man, still holding the condom, separated from my wife. As soon as the single man left, I immediately rolled over and pinned my wife down, asking if I could do it now. My wife nodded in agreement. I put on a condom, guided my penis, and easily inserted it. The single man quickly cleaned himself up and came over to kiss my wife's shoulder. My wife played with my penis for a while with one hand and then told the single man, "I want to kiss it." The single man immediately knelt down near my wife's head and brought his penis to her mouth. My wife held the semi-erect penis, first licking it a few times with her tongue, then taking it into her mouth. I was so aroused I almost ejaculated. My wife rarely gives me oral sex; when I ask her, she only licks it a couple of times and then refuses, saying it's dirty. Today, she's giving oral sex to someone she's only known for a few hours, and with a penis that just ejaculated and still smells strongly of semen. She not only took it all in one gulp but also kept sucking on it. I felt not only excited but also a little jealous. After a while, the single man's penis slowly softened and he pulled it out of my wife's mouth. I felt I should give my wife some encouragement, so I immediately went to kiss her. My wife turned her head away, saying it was dirty, and tried to get up to spit out what was in her mouth. I ignored her, held my head with both hands, and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, tasting faintly. I didn't dare move my mouth away, afraid she'd think I was disgusted, so I continued the French kiss. I could see my wife was very moved, feeling I didn't find her disgusting at all; her eyes were a little wet. Just then, the guy who had gone to the bathroom to clean up came back to say goodbye. He said if he didn't go back to his dorm soon, he wouldn't be able to get in. A while after he left, I ejaculated. We got up, cleaned up, and came back to bed. My wife hugged me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I did something I'm sorry for." I comforted her for a while, and she calmed down. After a while, I asked her if it felt good. She whispered, "Mmm, it felt a little good, very stimulating." I said, "Just a little? Look how much water you've soaked the sheets." My wife looked at the wet patch, her face flushed, and she buried her head in my chest. I said again, "I didn't lie to you, did I? The feeling two men gave you is something I could never give you, no matter how hard I try." My wife answered softly, "Mmm." I said, "When I saw you offer him oral sex just now, I was so excited I almost ejaculated. You've never kissed me like that before, I didn't expect you to offer to kiss him today. Did you learn it from a video?" My wife said it was a reward for him. She told me that she was very touched that I kissed her back right after she kissed him, and it was a French kiss. She didn't feel disgusted by me, she knew my love for her, and she knew that I did it to make her enjoy herself. I didn't tell her about the heartache I felt at the time, because if I did, she would cry again. After chatting for a while, my wife looked up and whispered, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, "We haven't satisfied you yet." My wife looked down and said, "Then forget it." I saw that my wife misunderstood and said, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you." Then I hugged my wife and French kissed her again, and we made love again in a passionate way. After cleaning up, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until 9 a.m. the next day. After getting up, washing up, and checking out, my wife went home while I went to run errands.My wife didn't say anything more and acquiesced. Since it was the first time, we didn't know what to do next, so we just kept chatting. Later, my wife broke the silence. She said she was a little sleepy and we should find a hotel to rest, so we got up to find a hotel. I was so excited when I arrived that I forgot all my documents. Only my wife had her ID card. I was quite nervous when we went to the hotel to check in, so I asked for two people to check in, but the front desk wouldn't process it because I only had my wife's ID card. Later, the single man went to check in. When we got to the room, I told my wife to go take a shower first. After she finished, she came out wrapped in a towel. Then I told the single man to go take a shower. After he went into the bathroom, my wife hugged me and said she was so nervous. I comforted her. A little while later, the single man came out wearing only his underwear, and then I went in to shower. When I went in, I heard my wife's voice, but I couldn't hear what she said. I think they were hugging. When I came out, I saw the single man sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV, and my wife was wrapped in a blanket and leaning against the headboard looking at her phone. I said, "I thought you guys had already started, but you're just watching TV." I went over to pull the blanket over her, but my wife held on tightly. I kissed her and slowly lifted the blanket. I saw she was still wrapped in a bath towel, so I slowly pulled it off. My wife was so nervous she couldn't speak, her eyes closed, muttering "No...no..." intermittently. After the towel was pulled off, my wife was completely naked in front of the single man. I kissed her while gesturing for the single man to come over. He came over but just looked at us, not knowing what to do. My wife had her back to him, so I let him kiss her back. When he touched her, she trembled nervously and hugged me tightly. I waited for her to adjust for a while, then slowly laid her flat on her back. I continued kissing her, from her neck to her chest. I saw the single man had taken off his underwear and leaned over. I took my wife's hand and placed it on his penis. When her hand touched his penis, she pulled it back slightly. My wife must have realized what she had just touched through the touch. I saw her open her eyes, glance at the single man's penis, and then grasp it with her hand. After my wife held my penis, I noticed she wasn't as nervous anymore, so I slid down and started kissing her genitals. Her legs were spread apart, and she was already incredibly wet. After kissing for a while, I saw the man kissing her breasts and thought it was about time, so I told him to go first. The man got up to get a condom, and I continued kissing my wife. He put on the condom, came back, spread her legs, and pressed his erect penis between them. My wife reacted strongly, holding my head and kissing me passionately. He tried a few times but couldn't penetrate. My wife reached down and guided his penis towards her vagina. Then I saw him thrust forward, and she moaned. The sound meant he had entered her. Instantly, my heart ached, my mind went blank, and I felt a deep sorrow. It felt like my wife no longer belonged to me; I felt like I had lost my most beloved wife. My wife, who was once mine alone, was being penetrated by another man; the place only I had been inside was now occupied by someone else's penis. The pain was so intense I almost pulled the man away. At this point, the man began thrusting, and my wife's rapid breathing and intermittent panting further stimulated me. Looking at their joined genitals, I could vaguely see a penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's body. This lewd scene made my penis swell and harden with blood, and I was incredibly excited. My mind was filled with desire, and I had lost all reason. My wife was flushed, her eyes half-closed, and she was breathing rapidly. As the man's thrusting increased in frequency, my wife let out pleasurable moans. I immediately kissed my wife's breasts and sucked on her nipples. My wife was also incredibly excited, her desire completely aroused. One hand pressed my head down, pressing her breast tightly, while the other hand gripped my penis and began to stroke it. The man didn't last long; after a few minutes of thrusting, he said I was being obsessive. My wife gasped and said no. Then the man thrust against my wife, and my wife clung tightly to his buttocks with both hands. I saw the man's buttock muscles twitch twice, and I knew he had ejaculated. After a while, my wife released her hands, and the man, still holding the condom, separated from my wife. As soon as the single man left, I immediately rolled over and pinned my wife down, asking if I could do it now. My wife nodded in agreement. I put on a condom, guided my penis, and easily inserted it. The single man quickly cleaned himself up and came over to kiss my wife's shoulder. My wife played with my penis for a while with one hand and then told the single man, "I want to kiss it." The single man immediately knelt down near my wife's head and brought his penis to her mouth. My wife held the semi-erect penis, first licking it a few times with her tongue, then taking it into her mouth. I was so aroused I almost ejaculated. My wife rarely gives me oral sex; when I ask her, she only licks it a couple of times and then refuses, saying it's dirty. Today, she's giving oral sex to someone she's only known for a few hours, and with a penis that just ejaculated and still smells strongly of semen. She not only took it all in one gulp but also kept sucking on it. I felt not only excited but also a little jealous. After a while, the single man's penis slowly softened and he pulled it out of my wife's mouth. I felt I should give my wife some encouragement, so I immediately went to kiss her. My wife turned her head away, saying it was dirty, and tried to get up to spit out what was in her mouth. I ignored her, held my head with both hands, and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, tasting faintly. I didn't dare move my mouth away, afraid she'd think I was disgusted, so I continued the French kiss. I could see my wife was very moved, feeling I didn't find her disgusting at all; her eyes were a little wet. Just then, the guy who had gone to the bathroom to clean up came back to say goodbye. He said if he didn't go back to his dorm soon, he wouldn't be able to get in. A while after he left, I ejaculated. We got up, cleaned up, and came back to bed. My wife hugged me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I did something I'm sorry for." I comforted her for a while, and she calmed down. After a while, I asked her if it felt good. She whispered, "Mmm, it felt a little good, very stimulating." I said, "Just a little? Look how much water you've soaked the sheets." My wife looked at the wet patch, her face flushed, and she buried her head in my chest. I said again, "I didn't lie to you, did I? The feeling two men gave you is something I could never give you, no matter how hard I try." My wife answered softly, "Mmm." I said, "When I saw you offer him oral sex just now, I was so excited I almost ejaculated. You've never kissed me like that before, I didn't expect you to offer to kiss him today. Did you learn it from a video?" My wife said it was a reward for him. She told me that she was very touched that I kissed her back right after she kissed him, and it was a French kiss. She didn't feel disgusted by me, she knew my love for her, and she knew that I did it to make her enjoy herself. I didn't tell her about the heartache I felt at the time, because if I did, she would cry again. After chatting for a while, my wife looked up and whispered, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, "We haven't satisfied you yet." My wife looked down and said, "Then forget it." I saw that my wife misunderstood and said, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you." Then I hugged my wife and French kissed her again, and we made love again in a passionate way. After cleaning up, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until 9 a.m. the next day. After getting up, washing up, and checking out, my wife went home while I went to run errands.My wife didn't say anything more and acquiesced. Since it was the first time, we didn't know what to do next, so we just kept chatting. Later, my wife broke the silence. She said she was a little sleepy and we should find a hotel to rest, so we got up to find a hotel. I was so excited when I arrived that I forgot all my documents. Only my wife had her ID card. I was quite nervous when we went to the hotel to check in, so I asked for two people to check in, but the front desk wouldn't process it because I only had my wife's ID card. Later, the single man went to check in. When we got to the room, I told my wife to go take a shower first. After she finished, she came out wrapped in a towel. Then I told the single man to go take a shower. After he went into the bathroom, my wife hugged me and said she was so nervous. I comforted her. A little while later, the single man came out wearing only his underwear, and then I went in to shower. When I went in, I heard my wife's voice, but I couldn't hear what she said. I think they were hugging. When I came out, I saw the single man sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV, and my wife was wrapped in a blanket and leaning against the headboard looking at her phone. I said, "I thought you guys had already started, but you're just watching TV." I went over to pull the blanket over her, but my wife held on tightly. I kissed her and slowly lifted the blanket. I saw she was still wrapped in a bath towel, so I slowly pulled it off. My wife was so nervous she couldn't speak, her eyes closed, muttering "No...no..." intermittently. After the towel was pulled off, my wife was completely naked in front of the single man. I kissed her while gesturing for the single man to come over. He came over but just looked at us, not knowing what to do. My wife had her back to him, so I let him kiss her back. When he touched her, she trembled nervously and hugged me tightly. I waited for her to adjust for a while, then slowly laid her flat on her back. I continued kissing her, from her neck to her chest. I saw the single man had taken off his underwear and leaned over. I took my wife's hand and placed it on his penis. When her hand touched his penis, she pulled it back slightly. My wife must have realized what she had just touched through the touch. I saw her open her eyes, glance at the single man's penis, and then grasp it with her hand. After my wife held my penis, I noticed she wasn't as nervous anymore, so I slid down and started kissing her genitals. Her legs were spread apart, and she was already incredibly wet. After kissing for a while, I saw the man kissing her breasts and thought it was about time, so I told him to go first. The man got up to get a condom, and I continued kissing my wife. He put on the condom, came back, spread her legs, and pressed his erect penis between them. My wife reacted strongly, holding my head and kissing me passionately. He tried a few times but couldn't penetrate. My wife reached down and guided his penis towards her vagina. Then I saw him thrust forward, and she moaned. The sound meant he had entered her. Instantly, my heart ached, my mind went blank, and I felt a deep sorrow. It felt like my wife no longer belonged to me; I felt like I had lost my most beloved wife. My wife, who was once mine alone, was being penetrated by another man; the place only I had been inside was now occupied by someone else's penis. The pain was so intense I almost pulled the man away. At this point, the man began thrusting, and my wife's rapid breathing and intermittent panting further stimulated me. Looking at their joined genitals, I could vaguely see a penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's body. This lewd scene made my penis swell and harden with blood, and I was incredibly excited. My mind was filled with desire, and I had lost all reason. My wife was flushed, her eyes half-closed, and she was breathing rapidly. As the man's thrusting increased in frequency, my wife let out pleasurable moans. I immediately kissed my wife's breasts and sucked on her nipples. My wife was also incredibly excited, her desire completely aroused. One hand pressed my head down, pressing her breast tightly, while the other hand gripped my penis and began to stroke it. The man didn't last long; after a few minutes of thrusting, he said I was being obsessive. My wife gasped and said no. Then the man thrust against my wife, and my wife clung tightly to his buttocks with both hands. I saw the man's buttock muscles twitch twice, and I knew he had ejaculated. After a while, my wife released her hands, and the man, still holding the condom, separated from my wife. As soon as the single man left, I immediately rolled over and pinned my wife down, asking if I could do it now. My wife nodded in agreement. I put on a condom, guided my penis, and easily inserted it. The single man quickly cleaned himself up and came over to kiss my wife's shoulder. My wife played with my penis for a while with one hand and then told the single man, "I want to kiss it." The single man immediately knelt down near my wife's head and brought his penis to her mouth. My wife held the semi-erect penis, first licking it a few times with her tongue, then taking it into her mouth. I was so aroused I almost ejaculated. My wife rarely gives me oral sex; when I ask her, she only licks it a couple of times and then refuses, saying it's dirty. Today, she's giving oral sex to someone she's only known for a few hours, and with a penis that just ejaculated and still smells strongly of semen. She not only took it all in one gulp but also kept sucking on it. I felt not only excited but also a little jealous. After a while, the single man's penis slowly softened and he pulled it out of my wife's mouth. I felt I should give my wife some encouragement, so I immediately went to kiss her. My wife turned her head away, saying it was dirty, and tried to get up to spit out what was in her mouth. I ignored her, held my head with both hands, and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, tasting faintly. I didn't dare move my mouth away, afraid she'd think I was disgusted, so I continued the French kiss. I could see my wife was very moved, feeling I didn't find her disgusting at all; her eyes were a little wet. Just then, the guy who had gone to the bathroom to clean up came back to say goodbye. He said if he didn't go back to his dorm soon, he wouldn't be able to get in. A while after he left, I ejaculated. We got up, cleaned up, and came back to bed. My wife hugged me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I did something I'm sorry for." I comforted her for a while, and she calmed down. After a while, I asked her if it felt good. She whispered, "Mmm, it felt a little good, very stimulating." I said, "Just a little? Look how much water you've soaked the sheets." My wife looked at the wet patch, her face flushed, and she buried her head in my chest. I said again, "I didn't lie to you, did I? The feeling two men gave you is something I could never give you, no matter how hard I try." My wife answered softly, "Mmm." I said, "When I saw you offer him oral sex just now, I was so excited I almost ejaculated. You've never kissed me like that before, I didn't expect you to offer to kiss him today. Did you learn it from a video?" My wife said it was a reward for him. She told me that she was very touched that I kissed her back right after she kissed him, and it was a French kiss. She didn't feel disgusted by me, she knew my love for her, and she knew that I did it to make her enjoy herself. I didn't tell her about the heartache I felt at the time, because if I did, she would cry again. After chatting for a while, my wife looked up and whispered, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, "We haven't satisfied you yet." My wife looked down and said, "Then forget it." I saw that my wife misunderstood and said, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you." Then I hugged my wife and French kissed her again, and we made love again in a passionate way. After cleaning up, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until 9 a.m. the next day. After getting up, washing up, and checking out, my wife went home while I went to run errands.A kiss. The single man tried a few times but couldn't penetrate. My wife reached down and guided his penis towards her vagina. Then I saw the single man thrust forward, and my wife groaned. The sound indicated that he had entered her. Instantly, my heart ached, my mind went blank, and I felt a sharp pain. It was as if my wife no longer belonged to me; I had lost my most beloved wife. My wife, once my only one, was being violated by another man. The place I had once been in was now occupied by someone else's penis. The pain was so intense that I almost pulled the single man away. At this moment, the single man began to thrust. My wife's rapid breathing and intermittent gasps further stimulated me. Looking at their joined parts, I could vaguely see a penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's body. This lewd scene made my penis swell and harden with blood, incredibly excited. My mind was filled with desire; reason had vanished. My wife was flushed, her eyes half-closed, breathing rapidly. As the man's thrusting increased in frequency, my wife let out pleasurable moans. I immediately kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples. My wife was incredibly excited, her desire completely aroused. One hand pressed my head down, squeezing her breast tightly, while the other hand gripped my penis, stroking it repeatedly. The man didn't last long, thrusting for a few minutes before saying I was being impatient. My wife gasped and said no, but then the man pressed against her, and she clung tightly to his buttocks. I saw the man's buttock muscles twitch twice, knowing he had ejaculated. After a while, my wife released her hands, and the man, still clutching the condom, separated from her. As soon as the man was away, I immediately rolled over and pressed myself against my wife, asking, "Can I do it now?" My wife nodded in agreement. I put on the condom, guided my penis, and easily inserted it. The man quickly cleaned himself up and came over to kiss my wife's shoulder. My wife played with my penis for a while with one hand and said to the man, "I want to kiss it." The man immediately knelt down near my wife's head and brought his penis to her mouth. My wife held my semi-erect penis, licked it a few times with her tongue, and then took it into her mouth. I was so aroused I almost ejaculated. My wife rarely gives me oral sex; when I ask her, she only licks it a couple of times and then refuses, saying it's dirty. Today, she's giving oral sex to someone she's only known for a few hours, and to a penis that just ejaculated, still smelling strongly of semen. She not only took it all in one gulp but also kept sucking on it. I felt not only excited but also a little jealous. After a while, my penis slowly softened and I pulled it out of my wife's mouth. I felt I should encourage her, so I immediately kissed her. But she turned her head away, saying it was dirty, and tried to get up to spit out what was in her mouth. I ignored her, held my head with both hands, and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, tasting faintly. I didn't dare move my mouth away, afraid she'd think I was disgusted, so I continued the French kiss. I could see my wife was very moved, feeling that I didn't find her disgusting at all; her eyes were a little wet. Just then, the man went to the bathroom to clean himself up and came back to say goodbye. He said if he didn't go back to the dorm, the gate would be locked and he wouldn't be able to get in. The single guy left, and I ejaculated a while later. We got up, cleaned up, and came back to bed. My wife hugged me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I did something I'm sorry for." I comforted her for a while, and she calmed down. After a while, I asked her if she felt good. She whispered, "Mmm, it was a little good, very exciting." I said, "Just a little? Look how much water you've soaked the sheets." My wife looked at the wet patch, her face flushed, and she buried her head in my chest. I said again, "I didn't lie to you, did I? The feeling two men gave you is something I could never give you, no matter how hard I try." My wife whispered, "Mmm." I said, "When I saw you offer him oral sex, I was so excited I almost ejaculated. You've never kissed me like that before. I didn't expect you to offer him a kiss today. Did you learn it from a video?" My wife said it was a reward for him. She told me that she was very touched that I kissed her back right after she kissed him, and it was a French kiss. She didn't look down on her; she knew I loved her and that I did it to make her enjoy herself. I didn't tell her about my heartache at the time; if I did, she would cry again. After chatting for a while, my wife looked up and whispered, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, "We haven't satisfied you yet." My wife looked down and said, "Then forget it." I realized she misunderstood and said, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you." Then I hugged my wife and gave her a passionate kiss, and we made love again. After cleaning up, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until 9 a.m. the next day. I got up, washed up, checked out, my wife went home, and I went to run errands.A kiss. The single man tried a few times but couldn't penetrate. My wife reached down and guided his penis towards her vagina. Then I saw the single man thrust forward, and my wife groaned. The sound indicated that he had entered her. Instantly, my heart ached, my mind went blank, and I felt a sharp pain. It was as if my wife no longer belonged to me; I had lost my most beloved wife. My wife, once my only one, was being violated by another man. The place I had once been in was now occupied by someone else's penis. The pain was so intense that I almost pulled the single man away. At this moment, the single man began to thrust. My wife's rapid breathing and intermittent gasps further stimulated me. Looking at their joined parts, I could vaguely see a penis repeatedly entering and exiting my wife's body. This lewd scene made my penis swell and harden with blood, incredibly excited. My mind was filled with desire; reason had vanished. My wife was flushed, her eyes half-closed, breathing rapidly. As the man's thrusting increased in frequency, my wife let out pleasurable moans. I immediately kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples. My wife was incredibly excited, her desire completely aroused. One hand pressed my head down, squeezing her breast tightly, while the other hand gripped my penis, stroking it repeatedly. The man didn't last long, thrusting for a few minutes before saying I was being impatient. My wife gasped and said no, but then the man pressed against her, and she clung tightly to his buttocks. I saw the man's buttock muscles twitch twice, knowing he had ejaculated. After a while, my wife released her hands, and the man, still clutching the condom, separated from her. As soon as the man was away, I immediately rolled over and pressed myself against my wife, asking, "Can I do it now?" My wife nodded in agreement. I put on the condom, guided my penis, and easily inserted it. The man quickly cleaned himself up and came over to kiss my wife's shoulder. My wife played with my penis for a while with one hand and said to the man, "I want to kiss it." The man immediately knelt down near my wife's head and brought his penis to her mouth. My wife held my semi-erect penis, licked it a few times with her tongue, and then took it into her mouth. I was so aroused I almost ejaculated. My wife rarely gives me oral sex; when I ask her, she only licks it a couple of times and then refuses, saying it's dirty. Today, she's giving oral sex to someone she's only known for a few hours, and to a penis that just ejaculated, still smelling strongly of semen. She not only took it all in one gulp but also kept sucking on it. I felt not only excited but also a little jealous. After a while, my penis slowly softened and I pulled it out of my wife's mouth. I felt I should encourage her, so I immediately kissed her. But she turned her head away, saying it was dirty, and tried to get up to spit out what was in her mouth. I ignored her, held my head with both hands, and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, tasting faintly. I didn't dare move my mouth away, afraid she'd think I was disgusted, so I continued the French kiss. I could see my wife was very moved, feeling that I didn't find her disgusting at all; her eyes were a little wet. Just then, the man went to the bathroom to clean himself up and came back to say goodbye. He said if he didn't go back to the dorm, the gate would be locked and he wouldn't be able to get in. The single guy left, and I ejaculated a while later. We got up, cleaned up, and came back to bed. My wife hugged me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I did something I'm sorry for." I comforted her for a while, and she calmed down. After a while, I asked her if she felt good. She whispered, "Mmm, it was a little good, very exciting." I said, "Just a little? Look how much water you've soaked the sheets." My wife looked at the wet patch, her face flushed, and she buried her head in my chest. I said again, "I didn't lie to you, did I? The feeling two men gave you is something I could never give you, no matter how hard I try." My wife whispered, "Mmm." I said, "When I saw you offer him oral sex, I was so excited I almost ejaculated. You've never kissed me like that before. I didn't expect you to offer him a kiss today. Did you learn it from a video?" My wife said it was a reward for him. She told me that she was very touched that I kissed her back right after she kissed him, and it was a French kiss. She didn't look down on her; she knew I loved her and that I did it to make her enjoy herself. I didn't tell her about my heartache at the time; if I did, she would cry again. After chatting for a while, my wife looked up and whispered, "Honey, I want it." I teased her, "We haven't satisfied you yet." My wife looked down and said, "Then forget it." I realized she misunderstood and said, "Silly girl, I was just teasing you." Then I hugged my wife and gave her a passionate kiss, and we made love again. After cleaning up, we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until 9 a.m. the next day. I got up, washed up, checked out, my wife went home, and I went to run errands.

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