Wife's Eve – A day to satisfy my husband's infidelity while regaining my confidence.

Before having a baby, my husband and I had a lot of fun! In three years, I went from being a relatively innocent young woman to a sexually frustrated young woman, all thanks to my husband's "training." They say women are sexually active and have strong desires; I don't know if other women agree, but I feel it's true. Many people have added me and asked the same questions, but it's really unnecessary. I've read many articles online, and the general answer is that I've tried almost everything you can imagine. It was exciting at first, but the novelty wore off, and it felt quite ordinary. However, since I unexpectedly had a baby, life has changed. Passion has diminished, desire has waned, and my appearance has changed, not as good as before. After giving birth and recovering, although my husband still took me out a few times, the feeling wasn't as intense. That's how we got through the seven-year itch. My husband works very late every day, usually coming home in the early hours of the morning, and my mother-in-law and I stay home with the baby. Life feels bland and tasteless.Yesterday was Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day) in 2021. My husband was busy with work as usual. In the morning, I received a package from him—a Gucci bag. I was so happy; he always surprises me with something different, adding a touch of romance and excitement to our ordinary life. I wanted to go to his workplace, but he was too busy and politely declined. Bored at home, I picked up my phone and browsed my chat app. A strange man kept leaving me messages. Out of politeness, I replied, "I've been too busy lately and haven't been on QQ." Unexpectedly, he replied immediately, and we chatted back and forth to pass the time. At first, we just talked about life, then he asked about my sex life. Because we were bored, we joked around. Although the conversation wasn't very original, I found myself getting carried away, slowly fantasizing. While chatting, I recalled the times my husband took me out for a threesome before we had a baby. The images in my mind, combined with this online friend's teasing, made me a little aroused. This online friend strongly urged me to go to the movies, which I refused. I felt my body was old and worn out, and I was a little scared and insecure. Thinking this, I turned off my phone, closed my eyes, and tried to control myself, not wanting to be drawn to desire. About ten minutes later, I turned my phone back on and sent my husband a message saying I wanted to, wanted to eat, wanted to climax. My husband asked if I was upset about something. We started chatting, and I told him someone wanted to meet me. My husband is a notorious cuckold. Hearing this, he calmly urged me to go, saying that if it was exciting, he'd buy me a Viagra to take care of me when I got home. But I still didn't dare go alone. Despite saying that, I took off my clothes, took a shower, and sprayed perfume on my genitals. Then I applied a little toothpaste to my clitoris and took a selfie to send to my husband. He said he was incredibly hard. My online friends kept leaving messages, but I only gave perfunctory replies. I dried myself off, put on the pleated skirt my husband bought me, grabbed my bag, and saw my mother-in-law and son fast asleep. I took a taxi to the mall. Outside, a breeze blew, and the toothpaste gave me a cool, stimulating sensation down there (my husband taught me all this, it feels so perverted). Plus, I wasn't wearing underwear, and as I walked into the mall, I felt a constant flow of fluid. I sat down outside a bubble tea shop, covering myself with my bag to prevent any accidental exposure. I took out my phone and chatted with someone online, sending my location and saying, "If you can find me, I'll go to the movies with you." I also sent the chat history to my husband. He got interested and remotely instructed me on how to do it. That's just how my husband is; this is his biggest interest right now. I still can't understand the psychology of being cuckolded. I drank a bubble tea, went upstairs to look at clothes, and found a dress I liked. I liked the color and style, picked out a size, and went to the fitting room. Once inside, I touched myself—it was completely soaked. My thighs, buttocks, and even my pubic hair were covered in semen. I didn't feel that much! How could there be so much? Looking at my half-naked body in the mirror, I kept sighing. "My figure is ruined," I thought. "My thighs are thicker, my butt is so big, my breasts aren't perky anymore, and there are so many stretch marks from childbirth on my stomach." I was really scared—scared that my husband would lose interest in me, scared that I would get old. I wiped away the semen with a tissue, put on a dress, and walked out of the fitting room. I still didn't really like the dress. I checked my phone and saw a reply from a friend saying he was on his way and would arrive in about two minutes. My heart pounded. Oh my god, he really came! How awkward it would be to meet him! What would I say? Suddenly, I felt completely helpless. My husband always helped me before; this time, I had to go on a date all by myself, and I felt utterly ashamed. This man was very experienced. When he arrived, he immediately bought two movie tickets for a few hours later, saying we could go eat first. I said, "I haven't even agreed to go to the movies with you yet, and you've already bought the tickets?" He said it was okay, he could go see the movie himself if necessary. What a routine! One of the most basic manipulative tactics! We played hide-and-seek in the mall. I won't go into the details, but we ended up teasing each other upstairs and downstairs until he finally found me on the first floor. This guy looked to be in his early thirties, very thin. He said he ran a small accounting firm, doing bookkeeping for others, and had a lot of free time. He wasn't exactly handsome, but at least he wasn't unpleasant to look at. He was quite talkative, so it wasn't too awkward. He kept talking about how many girlfriends he'd had before, and so on. I just listened to him. I checked the time; it was still a long time before the movie started. I asked him why he bought a ticket for so late, since we were going to be shopping in the mall for hours. But something felt strange. We didn't mind him saying those explicit things online, but hearing him say them in person made me uncomfortable. He noticed I didn't like it and changed the subject. He said I was very feminine, his type. I said he sounded fake, and I felt like I wasn't young anymore. He asked if my husband knew I was going on a date. I said he did, that he was a serious cheater, and that he encouraged me to go on dates, but he was just too afraid to. Then he said it was nothing, just like meeting a new friend, and everything would happen naturally. But I'm worried about running into bad people. I'm not afraid of being assaulted, but what if a pervert hurts me? I said I don't have anything to do right now, so why don't you take me upstairs to play the claw machines? He said okay, so we went upstairs to the arcade. He said there was a really fun game with motorcycles and wanted to take me, but I saw that you had to ride it, and since I don't have underwear, it wouldn't be convenient, so I refused. I said you play, I'll just watch. I played fishing games and basketball games on the side and won a lot of tickets. I hadn't felt this relaxed and happy in a long time. We had some coins left, so we went to the claw machine at the entrance. But I was too clumsy and couldn't win anything. The claw machine was low, and I had to bend over to aim. I was having so much fun I forgot about my miniskirt. He stood behind me watching, and every now and then I felt something pressing against me. I looked down and saw he was erect. I said, "You pervert!" He said, "Seeing your great figure, I couldn't control myself," and his face instantly turned red. I said, "You need to control yourself!" I squatted down to continue playing, trying to prevent him from further harassing me. But even squatting down, he could still clearly see my huge breasts from top to bottom, jiggling with the claw machine's crank. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Seeing no one around, he reached his hand inside and vigorously rubbed my breasts. After a few seconds, I immediately pulled away and said, "Brother, I'm not used to this. If you keep doing this, I'm going back." He quickly apologized, saying that although it was exciting, he still felt uncomfortable. He said he had never seen a woman who could make a man feel so comfortable, and he couldn't control himself. I told him he had terrible willpower. He spent over 100 yuan on tokens and didn't win a single prize. He was so stupid. Seeing there were still 40 minutes until the movie started, we went to the cinema to exchange our tickets. He bought drinks and popcorn, and we sat in the waiting area chatting. After our tickets were checked, we went in and found our seats—the last row, near the corner. I knew deep down he must have something up his sleeve to choose that spot. Fine, whatever, we'll make the best of it. He raised the armrest between our seats and started talking to me non-stop, asking if we could be long-term friends and what my impression of him was. I felt so bored. I said he was alright, just a little lecherous. Whether it's long-term or not, we'll see how it goes; I can't say for sure right now. After a few more words, the lights went out, and the movie started… The movie was great. I was engrossed in it, eating popcorn and drinking my beverage, and didn't talk to him much. About 15 minutes into the movie, he came over and said, "Could you do me a favor?" I didn't even realize what he meant. Huh? "What's the rush?" I looked! Oh my god! When did he take his pants off? I said, "What are you doing?" He said there was no one around. I said, "What if people see you? They'll think you're a pervert! What do you want?" He said, "I can't help it, you're so sexy and alluring, I can't resist." He said his libido was very high, it was painfully hard, and then he grabbed my hand and made me touch his penis. When I touched it, the hardness was unlike anything I'd ever seen before, as hard as my husband's after he took drugs, and it was huge. It was the type with a large head, a thin base, and a thick middle, probably at least 18+ cm long. He said I could just touch it for him. I said, "You're really something, you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve." At first, I resisted, but he insisted on holding my hand and making me stroke it. I had no choice; I knew I had to be prepared for this when we went out, it was inevitable. So I slowly stroked it up and down while watching a movie. After a few minutes, he breathed heavily in my ear and said he couldn't take it anymore. "Huh? Can't take it anymore? It's only been a few minutes!" I said, "Do you have premature ejaculation?" He kept laughing, saying it wasn't that I had premature ejaculation, but who wouldn't surrender to someone like me? I immediately stopped, saying my hand was tired, and that I should do it myself. I was watching a movie, and to remember to put my pants back on when I was done! He didn't say anything, seeing that I had let go, and started vigorously masturbating himself. Then he put his other hand on my shoulder, grabbed my breast from above, and started kneading it, saying, "If you won't help me, I'll do it myself. I'll borrow your breasts for a bit; it'll be more stimulating." This time I didn't resist, "Go ahead and touch me!" His technique was direct and experienced. After a few kneads, he slid his hand along my areola, making me feel very comfortable. Because he was holding me, his face was very close to mine, and he slowly started sucking on my earlobe. It felt so good, but I couldn't scream.Seeing that I didn't resist or speak, he gradually increased the intensity. He started rubbing me from the front with both hands, and with one hand, he seemed to have applied his own semen all over my breasts. I was watching a movie while trying to hold back. He started kissing my neck frantically, then buried his head under my loose T-shirt and began to frantically suck on my breasts. His tongue was really good; it felt so good. Seeing that I was starting to pant slightly, he took advantage of my lack of resistance and began to penetrate my genitals from the side with one finger, two fingers, three fingers, four fingers... Wow! It felt a bit full, but there was so much fluid. He started to speed up and frantically pluck and rub my nipples. There were few people around, so the conversation wasn't loud, but you could hear the crisp sound of fluid hitting flesh. After about ten minutes, I felt like I was going to pee and immediately stopped him. "No, no, I can't take it anymore, stop!" I said. I had no strength left. "Does your husband know you don't wear underwear on dates? Do you usually go out like this? You never wear underwear?" If I were your husband, I wouldn't let you rest for a single day. I'd want to be glued to your waist all day, not letting you leave for even half a minute. His words sounded fake, but I could feel how excited he was. I quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe myself; there was so much fluid, it felt like a single tissue could soak it all. "Is it good? How's my technique?" he asked while drinking his beverage. I didn't know how to answer, so I just said, "It's good, it's pretty good." I said, "Is it almost done? Hurry up and put your pants on! What if someone sees what this is? That's not good!" He said, "Help me finish, it'll be over soon." I said, "No, my hands are sore." Actually, I just didn't want to help him. He said, "I think a few more strokes will be enough. Or you can let me do it a couple of times, just a few strokes, I think I'll come." I said, "How do I do that?" He said, "Just sit on top of me, no one can see, and there's no one around." My crotch was burning hot from what he'd just made. I looked around, then looked at him, and he said, "Come on, baby, sit on top of me," spreading his legs wide. In the dim light, I could see his huge, erect penis standing there! I don't know what happened to me. Seeing this scene, my mind went blank. I stepped over and sat on his lap. He rubbed my vulva with his hand, then vigorously slapped it five or six times with his swollen, red penis. I could hear the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh. Then he slid the whole thing inside. The scalding hot penis was completely enveloped by my entire passage. I relaxed and sat down, feeling it hitting my cervix. It was incredibly stimulating. I held onto the seat in front of me with both hands, and my vulva writhed and contracted, squeezing him. Less than two seconds after it went in, after only a couple of squeezes, I felt waves of hot semen washing over my private parts from the inside out. He grabbed my breasts with both hands and rubbed them vigorously, his head resting on my back. He ejaculated for a long time, and I could feel the hardness gradually waning. It felt so good. He kept saying he'd never felt anything like it before, that my genitals felt alive, unlike others who were just empty shells, that I could move inside and out, it was so stimulating, so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable. I was inwardly dissatisfied; it was too fast, less than two seconds, but I didn't say anything. I just got up and went back to my seat. The moment I pulled out, streams of semen flowed down my skirt. I sat down with my legs spread, and it took a while for the semen to completely drain. Luckily, I had an IUD after giving birth, otherwise, I would have been in real trouble. It was very late after the movie, and he wanted to go to a hotel with me, but I refused. I couldn't stay out all night. My husband came home a little while later, still savoring the feeling, saying I had really enjoyed it. I didn't reply. He offered to take me home, so we went to the parking lot downstairs. In the parking lot, he had me hold onto the trunk while he vigorously fucked me from behind. Because I had just ejaculated, this time it lasted longer, each thrust was forceful and wide-ranging. Every now and then, someone would walk by, and he would hold me and cover my mouth. Once they left, he would continue fucking me hard. It lasted at least 20 minutes until he finished, and only then did he reluctantly pull out. When I got in the car, my legs were a little weak because I had been standing in one position for too long. When we got to my building, he wanted to take me upstairs, but I said it wasn't good, that people wouldn't see us. He said it was okay, he would just take me to the door and then leave. I said okay. When we got to the door, he held me down again, lifted one of my legs with one hand, and started thrusting hard from the side. Even though I was at my own doorstep, my mind went blank, only enjoying the sexual pleasure. I could vaguely hear footsteps inside the house; it must be my husband coming home. I was being fucked by a man right at my doorstep, and the thought of this filled me with overwhelming pleasure and excitement. But I was exhausted, and this position lasted too long without ending. He wasn't satisfied, though, so he pulled me downstairs to his car. In the back seat, he stripped me completely naked and fucked me vigorously in various positions. His passion didn't seem to wane at all, and the duration was incredibly long, each time reaching the deepest point. I lost count of how many orgasms I had. I held onto the car window, kneeling on the back seat. He would slap me hard with his hands, then thrust in with a nine-shallow-one-deep motion, then knead my nipples, then lick my back with his tongue. Suddenly, I saw my husband turn on the living room light, then go to the balcony, sit in the wicker chair, and smoke a cigarette. Then he picked up the phone. Sure enough, my husband called me. My phone rang, and with the ringing, he fucked me even harder, slapping my buttocks all the while. I hesitated whether to answer or not. To avoid worrying him, I answered the phone and put it on speakerphone... "Are you back? How are you? Where are you now?"... I held my breath to make my voice sound more natural. "Ah! Honey! I'm on my way home, almost there!" My husband paused for a moment and said, "Why are you so out of breath?" "Huh? I was in a hurry to get back and serve you! I'm running!" "Oh! Then slow down, be careful, I'll wait for you!" I hung up the phone. Only after hanging up could I breathe a sigh of relief. I said, "Brother, how are you so amazing? That felt so good!" "Hurry up!" My husband was getting impatient! He said, "Okay! Almost there!" As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust hard and then hugged me tightly. I felt myself reach my peak. The breath in the car filled the entire window, and waves of semen washed over me again. "Wow! You've already done it twice, how come there's still so much this time?" He said, "It depends on the person. With a woman like you, it's secreted quickly!" I didn't even have time to wipe myself before I hurriedly got dressed and left. Once inside, I told my husband the whole story. He was very excited after hearing it, and that night he forgot his pills and had sex with me twice before going to sleep. Each time it lasted a long time. Imagine how much this would affect a man so severely cuckolded! This was my Qixi Festival, an unforgettable one!"Oh! Take it easy, be careful, I'll wait for you!" He hung up the phone right away. Only after hanging up could I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought, "Brother, how are you so amazing? That was amazing!" "Hurry up!" my husband urged. He said, "Okay! Almost there!" As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust hard and then hugged me tightly. I felt myself reach my peak. The car's condensation filled the entire window, and waves of semen washed over me again. "Wow! You've already done it twice, how come there's still so much this time?" He said, "It depends on the person. With a woman like you, the secretion is fast!!" I didn't even have time to wipe myself before I quickly got dressed and left. After we got home, I told my husband everything that had happened. My husband was very excited after hearing it. That night, he didn't take his steroids and had sex with me twice before going to sleep. Each time it lasted a long time. Imagine how much this would affect a man who was so cuckolded! This was my Qixi Festival, an unforgettable one!"Oh! Take it easy, be careful, I'll wait for you!" He hung up the phone right away. Only after hanging up could I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought, "Brother, how are you so amazing? That was amazing!" "Hurry up!" my husband urged. He said, "Okay! Almost there!" As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust hard and then hugged me tightly. I felt myself reach my peak. The car's condensation filled the entire window, and waves of semen washed over me again. "Wow! You've already done it twice, how come there's still so much this time?" He said, "It depends on the person. With a woman like you, the secretion is fast!!" I didn't even have time to wipe myself before I quickly got dressed and left. After we got home, I told my husband everything that had happened. My husband was very excited after hearing it. That night, he didn't take his steroids and had sex with me twice before going to sleep. Each time it lasted a long time. Imagine how much this would affect a man who was so cuckolded! This was my Qixi Festival, an unforgettable one!"Oh! Take it easy, be careful, I'll wait for you!" He hung up the phone right away. Only after hanging up could I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought, "Brother, how are you so amazing? That was amazing!" "Hurry up!" my husband urged. He said, "Okay! Almost there!" As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust hard and then hugged me tightly. I felt myself reach my peak. The car's condensation filled the entire window, and waves of semen washed over me again. "Wow! You've already done it twice, how come there's still so much this time?" He said, "It depends on the person. With a woman like you, the secretion is fast!!" I didn't even have time to wipe myself before I quickly got dressed and left. After we got home, I told my husband everything that had happened. My husband was very excited after hearing it. That night, he didn't take his steroids and had sex with me twice before going to sleep. Each time it lasted a long time. Imagine how much this would affect a man who was so cuckolded! This was my Qixi Festival, an unforgettable one!"Oh! Take it easy, be careful, I'll wait for you!" He hung up the phone right away. Only after hanging up could I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought, "Brother, how are you so amazing? That was amazing!" "Hurry up!" my husband urged. He said, "Okay! Almost there!" As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust hard and then hugged me tightly. I felt myself reach my peak. The car's condensation filled the entire window, and waves of semen washed over me again. "Wow! You've already done it twice, how come there's still so much this time?" He said, "It depends on the person. With a woman like you, the secretion is fast!!" I didn't even have time to wipe myself before I quickly got dressed and left. After we got home, I told my husband everything that had happened. My husband was very excited after hearing it. That night, he didn't take his steroids and had sex with me twice before going to sleep. Each time it lasted a long time. Imagine how much this would affect a man who was so cuckolded! This was my Qixi Festival, an unforgettable one!

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