My wife's breakthrough was hard-won (second time) - Random Thoughts

During this period of intense passion, I gradually pried open my wife's mouth. I learned bits and pieces each day, from our sweet nothings during our conversations and lovemaking. I basically knew the details of her sexual encounters and conversations with the single man that day. Perhaps she forgot or concealed some things, but it doesn't matter anymore. I'll just briefly describe what happened after I left and my wife's feelings. Describing it from her perspective might be easier for her to understand.
From my wife's description: "My husband still went to pick up my uncle alone in the end. Sigh, my uncle's timing was terrible. Like my husband said, there's nothing I can do. He's just not happy if he doesn't pick him up, but all the aunts and uncles know. But my mother-in-law's phone call just now really scared me. That situation was more frightening than exciting. That jerk knew my family was calling but he still kept thrusting. He's so mean, so mean! And I couldn't even scream! Me too, I forgot to take a can of formula when we left. Luckily, I didn't turn off my phone, otherwise the baby would have gone hungry. If my husband and I both turned off our phones, we wouldn't be able to explain ourselves when we got home." When my husband left, I didn't think much of it. But just two minutes after he left, I felt an overwhelming longing for him. This man became even more frantic with his advances, but my mind was filled with thoughts of my departed husband. I suddenly felt completely uninterested. I should have left with him, even though I don't really like my uncle. My husband trusts me completely. He might not trust this man, but he trusts me, allowing me to indulge myself freely. Husband, I love you so much. Meeting you is the happiest thing that has ever happened to me. As my thoughts collided with the man's, I suddenly felt another climax approaching. It was the most authentic expression of my body. This man gave me unprecedented pleasure, but it was purely physical. I had no feelings for him. We can't call it love; perhaps it can only be called sex. I climaxed! I was so wet, so pleasurable, so comfortable. "Sister-in-law, you're all wet again! It's so warm and wonderful. Now that my brother's gone, we can have even more fun," the man said, his face flushed. I gave a soft "Mmm," unsure how to respond. He asked again, "How did you and your brother meet? You two seem to have a really good relationship." "We were introduced by someone," I replied, feeling there was nothing to hide. The single man continued, "I heard from your brother that you have two children. How old is your first child?" (He knew how old my husband's younger child was; I later found out he and my husband had been talking about it for years, and the younger child hadn't even conceived when they started dating! Humph, both of them are scoundrels.) "Can we not talk about this? I'm a mother of two now." I don't know how I ended up with this man with whom I was physically intimate. I didn't want to talk about my children. Maybe I still felt guilty towards them when we were together. For a mother of two to have such passionate sex with another man was something I never dared to imagine before; it was morally and ethically unacceptable. Later, my husband comforted me, saying that while we live for our families and children, we also need to live for ourselves sometimes, which made me feel a little better. His large penis continued to assault my psychological defenses, and I felt like a drug addict trying drugs for the first time, unable to resist. He changed my position again, and I cooperated. I knelt on the bed with my buttocks facing him, and he held my hands behind my back, penetrating me again and again. Actually, I was a little tired, since I had to control myself from falling onto the bed. I asked him to put the blanket under my chest, which would make it much easier. He kept holding my hands behind my back, thrusting all the way to my clitoris until he ejaculated. I felt like there was an endless flow of fluid down there. After he finished catching his breath, he took out a condom and said it was essence, squeezing some out and applying it to my breasts, saying it could beautify the skin and promote breast firmness. He was going to put it on my face too, but I said I was leaving if he did that again, calling him a pervert. For some reason, I actually started to enjoy this unusual way of having sex. Anyway, I lost count of how many times I showered today. (I got a headache just listening to this; this guy is utterly shameless and has no bottom line.)
Continued from: "He insisted on taking me to eat Western food, but honestly, I'm not used to it. In the end, I insisted, and we went to Lao Xiang Ji instead. I think Lao Xiang Ji suits my taste fairly well; my husband, kids, and I often eat there, and it's not expensive—we ate for less than eighty yuan. During the meal, he kept asking about my husband, and I quietly said we should talk about something else. This man is so boring. After all, it wasn't just the two of us eating; if someone overheard this, they'd think I was cheating on my husband. He even had his hand..." What was he texting? (At this point, I asked my wife if he had secretly taken any pictures of her. She actually replied that she didn't know, probably not. I was speechless. This silly woman.) After dinner, he asked me to go to his room with him, saying that if I was tired, it might be better to change the environment and take a nap. For some reason, I didn't want to go to the room he booked. I was subconsciously unwilling. I insisted on going back to my own room and asked him to put my phone in my bag. (At this point, I praised my wife. She said coquettishly, "Do you think I don't know about security?" I said, "In the end, someone still ejaculated inside me. It's still not enough.") Back in the room, I said I was tired and wanted to rest, and he agreed. He touched my breasts and limbs with his large hands. We watched TV for a while, and I was drowsy but couldn't fall asleep. After all, I was facing a man I'd only met twice, even though we'd had sex many times. His recovery was too fast; soon his large penis was pressing against my thigh again. At that moment, I wondered what my husband was doing. He was probably drinking and chatting with my uncle, and I wondered if our son was asleep. Seeing I wasn't asleep, the man asked, "Sister-in-law, how do you and your brother prevent pregnancy?" I said, "We use condoms, and sometimes he withdraws." The man seemed interested, "How about we withdraw later too?" I immediately objected, "No, withdrawal has to be controlled. My husband can control it, but what if you can't? I don't want to get pregnant." The man persisted, "I can control it too, and..." "I'll pull out before I feel the urge to ejaculate, okay, sister-in-law?" I still felt uneasy. "No, we have to wear a condom if we're going to do it, but we don't have to use a blowjob." The man took out a small box from a bag and said, "How about we use this later? As long as it doesn't cause pregnancy, it's fine. We ejaculated inside several times last time, so it's safe to use this this time." I looked at it; the packaging was unopened, and it was called a "liquid condom." It was the first time I had ever seen such a thing. I read the instructions; it looked like a small pill. You insert it into the vaginal opening and it dissolves with body temperature for about five minutes before you can ejaculate inside. I still felt uneasy and a little guilty towards my husband, so I still said no. The man persisted, saying for a long time that I should check on Baidu to make sure it was safe. Perhaps I compromised, but I still checked and thought it shouldn't be a big problem, so I agreed. He inserted a condom into my body with his hand, and then we started foreplay again, French kissing for a long time. His breath was fresh, so he probably doesn't smoke like my husband. Then I gave him oral sex for a while, and he asked me if it was melted inside. I thought it was about right. His eyes were full of excitement, and he said, "Sister-in-law is so good." He then inserted it into my vagina without any obstruction. Actually, not many women like condoms, but for safety and responsibility, we have to restrain ourselves a lot! This time, perhaps because there was no condom, he seemed even more vigorous. We went from the bed to the floor and then to the sofa. This time, when I was on top, I ejaculated again, and my love juice soaked his groin. It felt like our pubic hair was all stuck together, looking murky. He pinned me down, his tongue exploring my mouth, and streams of hot fluid sprayed into my vagina. He ejaculated a lot, probably twice as much as my husband. The feeling was wonderful. Even after he finished, he didn't want to pull out, letting it cool naturally. Then he started rambling, "Honey, wouldn't it be great if you had a baby for me?" "Pah, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly have a baby for you?" I wondered what this man was thinking! We lingered until after 3 a.m., making love many times. I had many orgasms. As a woman, I experienced unparalleled pleasure. Even if I never feel this way again, I won't have any regrets. After all, I've experienced it, and it can end peacefully. I never believed a man could do it so many times. It's not that I've never been in a relationship. My husband was my third man, and none of them could match this man in terms of sexual stamina. None of them had ever made me orgasm, not even once. He said he was going to sing and drink with his classmates and asked if I wanted to go. How could I possibly go? I'm not his wife; we're practically unrelated. Regarding the liquid condom, he said if it failed and I got pregnant, he was willing to take responsibility for everything. I asked, "How will you take responsibility?" He said he would give me 5,000 yuan for abortion and nutritional expenses. I just smiled faintly. What a speechless man! He then asked for my WeChat and QQ. I said I'd give it to him later, that I'd give it to him when I had the chance. Then he insisted on transferring money to me, saying it was a "love gift" and that I shouldn't refuse. Not wanting him to keep bothering me, I complied. When he left, he placed a gift next to me, saying he didn't know if I would like it—a Lanc?me mini set. I told him it was nice, and I'd use it when we ran out at home. He said he hoped we'd have the chance every month. I could only say it was up to fate. I watched him leave and then called my husband to pick me up. Unexpectedly, he was already nearby.
Over the past few days, I've listened to my wife's account on and off, and now I finally understand this guy completely. The saying "time reveals all" is definitely true; you can't tell a person's true nature just by talking to them. The other day, my wife came home wearing a new pair of black lace panties. The guy had taken her out to buy two pairs after dinner. I asked her about her original pair, and she said there was a lot of semen on them, and she didn't know where she'd taken them off. She couldn't find them when she checked out. And I certainly didn't see anything missing when we checked out. "This guy is utterly shameless and perverted!" As for where it went, my wife and I both know perfectly well!

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