My Wife's Extramarital Affair: My Threesome Experiences with My Wife (Part 9)

Continuing from the previous post:
That night with C was destined to be one of the most unforgettable nights of my and my wife's lives. From the moment C's enormous penis entered my wife's body and finally ejaculated inside her, I knew that my wife and I had embarked on a path of no return, one with an uncertain future. This path was full of novelty, and even more so, unknown. It was both alluring and terrifying. However, like children tasting candy (poisonous fruit) for the first time, having tasted the sweetness (who knows if the future will be sweet or bitter), we couldn't turn back. Driven by human greed, we indulged in the immediate pleasure, not thinking about the future that might follow…
C quietly left in the middle of the night. At that time, after what seemed like an epic physical battle, my wife, C, and I had finally fallen into a deep sleep. C went to another room, and when we woke up in the morning, he was gone. The neatly folded bedding (C had served in the military) lay peacefully in a corner of the guest room, a stark contrast to the mess in our bedroom (my wife's pajamas, my underwear, toilet paper scattered on the floor, and my wife's bodily fluids...). Here, it was as quiet and tidy as if nothing had happened the night before.
I returned to the bedroom and saw my wife still asleep, her long, flowing hair spread across the pillow, a few strands brushing against her lips. I reached out and gently brushed those strands aside, my fingers inadvertently tracing her full, supple lips. The elastic touch stirred my heart, and boundless tenderness welled up within me.
I lay back down on the other side of the bed and gently embraced her waist from behind. Her waist and abdomen had a slight plumpness, a soft, fleshy quality. I buried my head in her neck, inhaling the faint, almost imperceptible scent of her femininity, and a hint of... the scent of last night. The scent was faint, yet peculiar. It wasn't the smell of male semen, nor the smell of female fluids, but something in between—a fresh, green scent of grass. Yes, the smell of grass. Perhaps it's because writers are overly sensitive, but I've always believed that scents have colors. For example, the smell of the wind, even in less-than-fresh air, is blue. The aroma of meat, I consider pink, while the aroma of vegetables is green. As for why I feel this way, I can't explain it. Just like Le Jia, the guest on Hunan TV, who believes personality has colors, scent, to me, also has colors.
Smelling that fresh, green scent deep in my wife's neck, my lower body involuntarily tightened, and that wretched thing slightly raised its head again. I hugged my wife tighter, leaning forward, pressing my lower body firmly between her smooth, full buttocks, holding her quietly. My wife gently moved her body, her buttocks swayed, and then she fell asleep again, breathing evenly. After my wife swayed, my weapon stirred again, its position shifting from being pressed against her buttocks to being erect at the base of her thighs. I rubbed against her soft thighs, the erotic and lascivious scenes of last night replaying in my mind, her moans and cries echoing in my ears, and my movements quickened involuntarily…
My wife was finally awakened by my actions. She turned her head sleepily, her long hair, spread across the pillow, partially covering her face, creating a unique allure. “Husband…” she called softly.
“Wife…” I responded affectionately. “
You’re so naughty…” she seemed to remember something, then buried her face in my arms with a shy blush.
“How am I naughty, husband?” I asked mischievously, my erection tightening like a bowstring.
“You are naughty, you are naughty, naughty in every way!” she squirmed in my arms, her voice sweet and coquettish.
"Do you like it?"
After a long silence...
"Honey, do you still love me?"
"Of course I do, even more than before!"
"Honey, you're so good..."
"You were so naughty just now, how come you're so good now?"
"Hmm, my naughty but good husband!"
"Do you like it?"
"Hmm."
"What do you like?"
My wife pondered, as if recalling something. "Fear, excitement, novelty, and... ecstasy," she said. Just as she finished, her body trembled violently in my arms. "Honey, I want more!"
My erection was already rock hard, but I steadied myself and said mischievously, "You greedy little slut! I'm gone now, you can't have me anymore!"
"You stinky husband! I want you!" she cried, then suddenly shrank back, disappearing under the covers. Instantly, I was enveloped in soft, warm moisture...
I straightened up, leaning against the headboard, watching the rapid rise and fall beneath the covers. The slightly imaginative visual effect even overshadowed the pleasure of being enveloped in warmth (after all, we'd been fighting all night, so my body wasn't that horny). Imagining my wife sucking someone else's penis under the covers, the complex emotions within me truly overshadowed the physical pleasure...
Oh no! Whether it was an overactive imagination or my wife's skillful mouth, without warning, I suddenly felt a tightness beneath me, and my whole body trembled...
I ejaculated...
My wife, who was engrossed in her work, let out a muffled groan, abruptly throwing off the covers, her cheeks puffed out and her eyes glazed. Startled, I quickly got up to find some toilet paper... My wife abruptly pushed me down, straddling me, her face only about 20 centimeters from mine, looking at me with seductive eyes, licking her lips with her tongue, then swallowing hard with a "gulp"—she swallowed a mouthful of semen!
I was utterly shocked! This was something I had never imagined! Even when she performed oral sex before, my wife was very passive. Sometimes when we watched porn together, she could tolerate the actress performing oral sex, but whenever she saw an actress swallowing semen, she would immediately turn away, telling me to turn it off, and saying with extreme disgust: "Disgusting, so disgusting!"
So, I never expected my wife to swallow my semen. For a man, the satisfaction of a woman swallowing semen is probably more about psychological conquest. I love my wife and wouldn't force her to do something she doesn't like. At that moment, my wife, with a seductive expression, swallowed my semen, then licked the remaining semen from her lips with her tongue. This scene was exactly like the one she hated most back then…
I suddenly pressed my wife down, my lips frantically searching for hers. My wife struggled and shook her head from side to side, panting, saying, "No… Brother, it's dirty, don't…"
My beloved wife, you've done the things you hate most for me. You're not afraid of getting dirty, so how could I be disgusted…
In the end, my wife couldn't resist my strength. My tongue forcefully invaded her mouth. After a brief resistance, our tongues intertwined passionately for a long, long time, like eternity…
"Brother, let's not do this anymore, okay?" After what seemed like an eternity, my wife and I slowly calmed down.
"Don't like it?" I knew what my wife meant.
“No. I just don’t know if this is a good thing…” my wife said softly.
“Aren’t you happy?”
“I was happy at the time, but afterwards… I felt a little sad.”
I didn’t know how to answer. Actually, I felt the same way.
My wife said, “I feel this isn’t fair to you…” Her words warmed my heart, and I instinctively hugged her tightly, saying, “I only want my sister to be happy!”
My wife hugged me tightly too, saying, “Brother, I want you to be happy too! I’ll do anything for you as long as you’re happy!”
To be continued…
Next, we will enter the second movement of the melody of my wife and my lovemaking. C will be occasionally interspersed as a detail of our memories; more focus will be placed on the several single men we met afterward. Heaven has been kind to us; so far, the men we've been with have all been of relatively high quality, and my wife has enjoyed some of the happiest years of her life. This is precisely the pleasure I still seek. As long as my wife is happy, I am happy! Thank you all for your kindness.

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