A netizen suggested I find a male masseur to massage my wife.

Foreword: In 2016, I started using an app called WuMi. I believe many people know it; it was initially a hookup app. Of course, I just wanted to find some outlet for my frustrations on it, and that's how I met a friend. Later, WuMi was banned, and we added each other on WeChat. I kept listening to his stories. He was a cuckold enthusiast working in Hangzhou, Zhejiang. After we added each other on WeChat, we would often chat about the exciting things we encountered. During this time, he told me about his own experiences, which I found very exciting, including how he hired a netizen to impersonate his classmate at his home, and finally persuaded his wife to have sex in the netizen's room. Actually, there was no love involved. The act of "sex" should be called sexual intercourse. He was eavesdropping outside, and I found it extremely stimulating when I heard it. We would also exchange our experiences of having sex, which I felt was a great relief from my current tension and high stress. I enjoyed it, but it was just to get a thrill from listening to his stories. I am a very possessive person and don't like sharing private things or secondhand items, including when buying things. I've had two girlfriends, both of whom were virgins, so I've never been able to get over this kind of mental fastidiousness. However, he keeps encouraging me to let my wife go out and have some fun. I've read a lot of articles, but I'm always afraid that I'll regret it, so I haven't taken that step yet.
Recently, a netizen has been telling me his wife's story. She went out with her high school classmate and got slept with. Listening to him talk about it made me feel itchy inside, my penis would go hard and soft again, like something was scratching inside me, like that feeling during sex when you've been penetrating for a long time but can't ejaculate before it ends. Whenever this happens, I would fuck my wife hard until I ejaculated, and then I would feel good. But after a while, I was influenced by the netizen. I married my wife right after graduation. Because both our families were very satisfied with each other, there were no formalities. We bought a house in Chengdu and got married. We're not very old, but we've actually been married for four years and haven't planned to have children yet. We've always felt that we're still young and don't need to be tied down by children so early. We still want to enjoy some freedom. When we were still in school, I thought that after we got married, I would fuck my beautiful wife every day. But after we actually slept in the same bed, we didn't do it every day. Because I work in sales, the pressure is already high. There's a saying that housing prices are the best contraceptive. Actually, pressure is also a very good contraceptive. Because the pressure is too high, we even have less time for sex.
After four years, we feel like we're just doing homework now. While it still feels great, this primal instinct has been present since humans first appeared 400,000 years ago. Before sex, I read a few articles about wives being with other men, wives staying out all night, wives being slept with by friends, etc. Reading these gets me very excited, and then I get my wife to give me oral sex before we start. The duration is extremely inconsistent, ranging from a minute to an hour. People around me often add me and tell me that the duration is too short, which is abnormal. Actually, it's a common problem nowadays. The duration of sex is affected by many factors, such as being very excited, not having sex for a long time, or being physically tired. When you're in a good mood and have plenty of energy, the duration will be longer. So, premature ejaculation is actually caused by a lack of exercise, leading to a chronically weak and fatigued physical condition, coupled with psychological pressure, which worsens the problem. So, for those of you reading these articles who have premature ejaculation or short duration, try two things: 1. Start exercising to get your body in better condition. 2. Unburden yourself. Don't overthink things. Read more books to understand the essence of the world. You'll open your heart and see the true reasons behind these events instead of blindly trusting urologists. Trust me, you can add me; we can exchange ideas.
Online friends have always encouraged me to make breakthroughs. Actually, I don't just do what others tell me to do; I only do what I feel I want to do. I hope everything is my own choice, without other people's influence. Otherwise, when I regret it, I'll blame others instead of reflecting on myself. So far, I've made very few regrettable choices.

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Recently, I've been wanting a more exciting sexual experience, so I told my wife I wanted to go outside. She agreed. My wife is almost completely obedient to me. She tells me what positions I want, where I want to have sex, how I want to do it—orgasm, deep penetration, we've done it all. She even agreed to anal sex before, but because it hurt, I gave up. Love is mutual. Since she's so obedient, I want to be worthy of her obedience, so I spoil her a lot.
But on the day we agreed to go out, when I drove off, she suddenly didn't want to go anymore. I got a little angry and turned back home. Seeing I was unhappy, she said it was just to go home to use the restroom, take a shower, and change into something I liked before going out to have fun. She said it was late at night and there would be fewer people, so we could relax more. Then she leaned in and licked my earlobe, which instantly melted my heart. So we went home, took a shower, watched some TV, and around 1 a.m., I had her put on a skirt. She wasn't wearing a bra or underwear, and I pulled her out the door. Once we were in the car, she realized she wasn't wearing any underwear, but it was already late. I said, "Let's go out for a massage. My neck and shoulders have been really uncomfortable lately," and she agreed, saying her back was also sore. I drove to a club we'd been to before, just for a bit of excitement. I wanted to find a male masseur to massage her and see how she would react. I was really looking forward to what would happen if we actually got to that point. Everyone talks about training your wife, but my biggest obstacle is training myself. If I really wanted to, my wife would probably be fine. She's the kind of woman who's dignified and generous outside of bed, but a total slut in bed. I often blindfold her and have sex with her. She asked me if I wanted her to think someone else was having sex with her so that it would be more exciting. I said yes. She said she'd only let her husband have sex with her in her life, she'd let him do whatever he wanted, even kill me. Then she hugged my ass tightly and let me ejaculate on her. That was incredibly pleasurable.
We drove to the place we had been to before, and the receptionist handed us slippers to change into. I then asked for a male technician and a massage therapist. I explained that my neck and shoulders were very sore and I needed a male technician. The staff then led us to a double room with two beds and told us to shower and change first. I said we had just showered at home and didn't need to shower again, and I didn't want to change my clothes either, as we had just changed and could wash them at home. I'm not comfortable wearing clothes that other people have worn, partly because I'm afraid they'll get dirty, and partly because I have a psychological aversion to cleanliness.
Then two technicians came in, a man and a woman. The man looked very ordinary, but seemed honest. The woman looked about my age, quite voluptuous, and wore a short skirt, the kind of blue flight attendant uniform, with a white shirt that looked like it was about to pop open. She seemed to be wearing no bra, just like my wife, so I don't know what underwear she was wearing. They politely asked who would be serving whom. I asked the male technician to massage me, and I ordered a strong massage. It was a 90-minute package, booked on Meituan, including 40 minutes of foot washing and 50 minutes of massage. The technician was very professional, and the foot massage was really comfortable. Then he started massaging our bodies. I specifically asked him to massage my shoulders and neck first, because I would have him massage my wife later, and I wanted to enjoy myself first. The massage technique was incredibly professional and very comfortable. My wife was only wearing a skirt, the kind that's a long, flowing skirt that you can wear underneath. It felt soft and smooth to the touch. After a while, I asked her if she was comfortable, but she didn't answer; she was probably asleep. I called her a few times, and she really was asleep. She slowly woke up, and I said, "This handsome guy is doing a really good job. Why don't we switch and try it? My neck and shoulders feel amazing; let me let you experience it too." As I said this, my scalp tingled, and I could hear my own heartbeat. I felt a very pleasurable sensation down there. I thought she would refuse, but she was probably still half asleep, so she just hummed in agreement. I had them switch, and **** started massaging me. Actually, I wasn't wearing underwear. **** sat down as soon as he came over. When she touched my buttocks, I felt like she wasn't wearing underwear, but I wasn't sure because of my pants. Whatever, I mainly wanted to see how my wife was doing; I was really itching to get a feel for her. We were both lying face down. After the male masseur came over, he very considerately covered my wife with a towel. I was internally debating whether to ask him not to cover her, but my desire for stimulation prevailed. I said, "Let's not cover her; it'll be more comfortable this way." So the masseur removed the towel, and my masseur started massaging me. Her breasts were beautiful, and her massage made me instantly hard. I moved my hips slightly, adjusting the direction of my penis. When I moved my hips, I felt that she really wasn't wearing underwear, and she even let out a soft moan. I don't come to these kinds of places often; is it really this stimulating?
I started watching intently as my wife was being massaged. The male masseur didn't straddle her; her small frame probably couldn't handle that. He sat on her side and massaged from top to bottom. When he got to her back, he noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. But aren't massages usually done without bras? She was just wearing a skirt that was rusty, so she probably felt like she wasn't wearing anything at all. A netizen asked me to take some pictures for her, but it's really hard to take pictures; it's too blatant. So, you'll just have to read the article instead.
When the massage reached her buttocks, she paused noticeably. I glanced at my wife and saw she was awake, lying face down playing on her phone. Her brow was furrowed; she was probably a little nervous about being touched on the buttocks by someone other than me. Her buttocks tightened, and I saw her cleft clearly visible. The male masseur said, "Miss, relax a bit, otherwise it'll be uncomfortable." She slowly began to relax, and then he started massaging down from her buttocks, slowly moving to her thighs. He must have seen everything; he spent a considerable amount of time massaging her inner thighs. My wife put down her phone, closed her eyes, and started breathing heavily, like when we're about to have sex. The lighting was dim, and I couldn't clearly see if his hand was actually touching her genitals, but my wife occasionally made a soft "hmm" sound. I asked her what was wrong, and she said nothing, it just felt a little itchy. Then I picked up my phone and continued looking, but my eyes seemed glazed over, and my brows were furrowed. I guess I was being stimulated by both shame and pleasure. I continued massaging for a while, and because my skirt had been massaged for so long, it started to ride up to my thighs. The male masseur then sat down where I had been sitting during the foot bath and started massaging downwards. There was direct skin-to-skin contact down there. There was nothing covering my thighs and calves. I was incredibly aroused, and my scalp was tingling. It felt amazing. The male masseur sat down there to massage my wife, probably because he wanted to see her genitals, but I didn't care. When he massaged her calves, my wife suddenly moved. Her calves must have been sore from the massage. Her skirt suddenly slipped down to her buttocks, and she reached out to pull it down. The male masseur continued massaging, but he kept massaging her buttocks and thighs for the longest time. My wife's brows furrowed and relaxed intermittently.

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