My Wife's Date (3)

For a long time, out of consideration for my wife's feelings and to uphold my own dignity, I've refused to engage with G's advances, believing it would be fair and neither of us would feel cheated. However, I have a flaw: I'm stubborn. In swapping, I prefer the woman to be pleasing to the eye, and in threesomes, the man must be cultured and attractive. Perhaps my standards are too high, so I've never tried it, and my wife is also adamant about not doing it.
As a compromise, by chance, my wife's best friend's lover, G, appeared. I knew this man was not only well-connected but also extremely lecherous. He always stared at my wife during gatherings with her best friend. After what happened last year, it seemed their feelings hadn't cooled; instead, they were quietly building up their interest. For over a year, he'd been pursuing her with flowers and gifts, causing quite a stir at her workplace. One kept sending gifts, the other kept returning them. On the surface, everything seemed peaceful, but secretly, their mutual attraction had grown stronger—the tinder was just waiting for the spark. I've brought it up with my wife several times during sex, suggesting she give G a chance and let her hook up with him.
September's weather was crisp and clear. My wife texted me, asking if I wanted to come over. I was completely bewildered. She said G-ge had invited her, and she hadn't refused. Suppressing my excitement, I calmly said, "If you want to go, then go!" My wife said she didn't want to, but she'd go if I made her happy! This was clearly a trap! Driven by desire, what could I do? I just said okay! Thank you, darling!
At 1:59 PM, she left, texting that she was in G-ge's car. Not wanting to bother him, I just replied, "Okay!" The long wait finally saw some progress. She sent her location—the same sixteenth floor as last time—and asked again if I really could. At this point, how could I refuse? I said yes, if you want to, then do it, darling.
Four hours later, my phone finally received a message saying she was getting ready to come down. I said I'd go upstairs to pick her up. It was already past 8 PM. She said she'd be out of the elevator soon. I stood excitedly at the fifth-floor elevator entrance, waiting for my wife to come out. When I saw her, she blushed and was angry. I didn't dare say anything, just took her hand and led her inside. Once inside, I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed her vagina, and my hand was completely wet! At that moment, I forgot all sense of propriety and shame; cleanliness and hygiene were completely forgotten. I didn't even have time to take off her clothes; I just lifted her skirt and smelled it. There was a strong, obvious smell of semen. Without any restraint, I hugged my wife. For some reason, I didn't find the smell unpleasant at all. During our kiss, I asked my wife to play a recording of her having sex with G. I felt like I was right there, enjoying the scene of someone else on top of my wife, thrusting into her. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my penis became as hard as a burning rod. At that moment, my wife seemed to be immersed in the caresses of the two men, her moans were particularly loud, and her semen was all over the sheets, the kind that leaves a stringy residue. I even took pictures to commemorate the moment. After 10 minutes of oral sex and kissing, my wife couldn't take it anymore. She pulled my penis and made me penetrate her. Without waiting, I slowly entered her vagina, which had just been penetrated. To use a common term from the forum, it was "smooth and slippery
," and it was particularly unique. That kind of soul-to-soul fusion seemed to be fully manifested in her vagina, indescribable, and unforgettable. I asked my wife if she enjoyed it, how many times she did it, whether he kissed her breasts or lips first, and whether she pulled his penis in or he spread her legs to enter. My wife was embarrassed to answer, but at this moment, her vaginal lubrication increased dramatically, tightening and opening and closing, and my penis felt very intensely. To be honest, my wife's vagina is already very tight, but this level of tightness was the first time I had ever experienced it. My penis was squeezed so tightly that it hurt a little, and I didn't dare to move or thrust, but I enjoyed the feeling of her cervix contracting. It was very stimulating, like a small mouth constantly sucking on my glans. After a while, I slowly started thrusting. Her moans increased. She usually takes 20 minutes to orgasm, but she orgasmed in just 10 minutes. But I wasn't satisfied and continued thrusting for more than 40 minutes, during which she orgasmed 5 times.
After the initial excitement, I deliberately turned on the light to check my wife's private parts. Her labia were naturally parted, and the area around her vulva was noticeably swollen. Semen was slowly leaking from her vagina. Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. My wife was already exhausted from the excitement, so we quickly made love twice more before finally calming my burning desire. Talking to my wife about her experience, she recounted how nervous, uncomfortable, and uneasy she was during her first time having sex. Fortunately, we knew each other, so she didn't resist much. When we got to the sixteenth floor, G hugged her, kissed her for a while, and then kissed her entire body. It felt very good; she felt like she was anticipating his penetration, just like the first time. She couldn't remember whether she opened up herself or he did. His penis was thick and long, covered in hair, and penetration felt very good. Because G performed better this time than the first time, his penis was incredibly hard! Plus, it was thicker than mine, making the sensation of the foreign object particularly strong. It was more psychologically and sensorily stimulating than the last time, and overall, it was more comfortable than their first time together—very comfortable. Coming back and being fucked by me was the most pleasurable experience for her. Seeing my long-lost excitement excited her too. During penetration, she imagined being fucked by her own husband after just being fucked by someone else, their semen intertwining inside her vagina—a feeling most women never experience. The imagination and the feeling were unique, so she thoroughly enjoyed this hookup. Thus, after a year, my wife and G-ge finally began their affair.
Although a threesome was still a bit far off, I was full of confidence because my wife understood that extramarital sex could enhance our relationship, especially by adding a lot of spice to our sex life.

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