My Wife's Story

I've been interested in couples dating and threesomes for many years, but I've never actually done it. Today I have some time to share my wife and my story, which is based on real experiences.
We're both 32 years old. I'm 173cm tall and weigh 80kg, and my wife is 165cm tall and weighs 56kg.
We met in Harbin when we were both 20. She had a boyfriend at the time, and they had lived together for over a year (I only found out later). We worked at the same company, and I met her there. Many people were pursuing her, and I was considered one of the more outstanding ones. After some effort, we got together. Not long after we became a couple, we had sex in our dorm room. From then on, we had sex many times in the dorm, the hallway, and a friend's rented apartment. Unlike what people say, I don't last very long. I'm not the type to satisfy my wife. At the time, we were living in a friend's rented apartment, and because the conditions weren't great, everyone lived in the same room, and I would occasionally stay there once or twice. When everyone else slept in late, we would sneak around and have sex. Back then, it wasn't as exciting as having other people in the room when we had sex. Later, I discovered that she was still in contact with her ex-boyfriend while we were dating, so I broke up with her. She begged me to stay, and I changed my mind and agreed to be with her again. We decided to get married.
We were very happy after marriage, but one day I discovered that she was still in contact with her ex-boyfriend through QQ. I found their chat history and even video chatted.
I was furious and lost my temper. She admitted her mistake, saying that they were just chatting because they lived in different cities and nothing had happened. That night, when I got home, I lay in bed and asked her about her ex-boyfriend. She told me everything about their relationship, from dating to later when they rented a place and had sex. She said her ex-boyfriend lasted a long time during sex and could bring her to orgasm more than twice each time. She said that before each time they had sex, he would stimulate her clitoris to orgasm before having sex. She described their experiences in great detail. I didn't know why, but I felt angry, heartbroken, and excited all at once. It's hard to explain, but I later found out it was a case of cuckoldry. From then on, during sex, I'd make her treat me like her ex-boyfriend, playing role-playing games, and occasionally I'd take nude photos of my wife. During this time, I had a client who my wife said she liked his roguish charm. That client often came to my shop, and sometimes when I wasn't there, he'd verbally seduce my wife. Later, my wife told me about it, and I said, "If you like him, then go ahead and have sex with him." Every time we had sex, we'd talk about how to have sex with that client, how to seduce him. But these were just spice things up for our sex life; after sex, my wife would deny it and wouldn't let me talk about it. So we'd bring it up occasionally, but never actually do anything about it.
During this time, I also frequented many couples' forums, occasionally took nude photos of my wife, and recorded a few times during sex.
Before I knew it, we were both 32. I'm still on the path of trying to guide my wife, and I feel ashamed.
In 2016, I read many novels about wives getting massages from men, so I added many male massage therapists on WeChat and QQ online. One of them, from W city, got along really well with me. He said if we traveled to his city, he could provide a full-body oil massage, the kind where the wife has to undress. I was very excited at the time. Later, during sex, I told my wife I wanted to find her a male massage, and she agreed at the time. Afterwards, she absolutely refused. Later, I occasionally contacted that male massage therapist on WeChat. A turning point came when the kids' holiday was almost over. Because of tutoring, we hadn't taken the kids out. One evening, I was playing on the computer in the study when my wife came over and said, "Let's take the kids out for a few days, school is about to start." I asked where to go. My wife decided on A city, and I saw that we drove through W city. I said, "Okay," and asked my wife to tell me the travel plans. She said we'd drive to W city and stay there one night. Then we went to City A. I was very excited when I heard this and said that we should get a massage in City W. My wife jokingly said, "Okay, let's get one." We packed our things and set off the next day. Before leaving, I contacted a male massage therapist in City W and said we would arrive that evening. It might be very late. That night, we arrived in City W and found a hotel near the male massage therapist's place. We found a restaurant nearby and ate. During the meal, my wife said, "I'm not getting a massage, definitely not." I was a little angry and said, "Didn't you say you'd get a massage in City W?" My wife said, "I'm not wearing any clothes and letting a man touch me." She absolutely refused, and the meal was very unpleasant. When we got back to the hotel, my wife and child went to sleep. I lay in bed unable to sleep, and after the child fell asleep, I asked my wife to try to persuade her, but she still refused. I saw that I had no other choice, so I went downstairs to the bar and booked a room for a few hours. When I arrived at the room, I sent my wife a WeChat message, but she didn't reply. I said a lot, hoping she would try it out, etc., but she didn't reply for a long time. I went to my wife's room and knocked on the door. My wife opened the door rudely. I told her my room number and asked her to come over. After a while, my wife came over wearing pajama bottoms and pajamas. We were stuck in the room for over an hour. Later, my wife said, "You asked me to give you a massage, so let him come. But you can't be there. If you are, I won't get the massage." I really wanted to be there because my wife got excited and wanted to have sex while chatting with the masseur. But my wife wouldn't let me be there and made me get two condoms before kicking me out. I contacted the masseur and gave him my wife's room number. I went back to my room and left the door ajar. About 20 minutes later, the masseur knocked on my wife's door. My heart was pounding, and I kept smoking. Later, I secretly went over and listened at the door a few times, afraid that the hotel's security cameras would see me. I went back to my room and waited. Almost two hours later, the masseur came to my room, and I gave him the money. I asked the masseur if we had sex. He said no, he brought my wife to orgasm with his mouth. The masseur told me my wife wanted to come over. I went into the room, and my wife opened the door naked, saying, "Come on, it's your turn." I pushed my wife onto the bed. She had no expression, but when I touched her pubic hair and private parts, they were wet. I was trembling all over, my heart pounding. Maybe I was too excited, because I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. My wife said she regretted it. I asked what she regretted. She said she regretted not having sex with the masseur. She was probably not satisfied with what I had done. I wanted to continue, but my wife said she was tired and went back to the room to sleep. For the next few days of the trip, my wife and I couldn't quite describe how we felt. Every time I saw her changing clothes, I could picture her being touched by the male masseur.
Back home, my wife described the massage in detail. After I left, she put the condom in the drawer and went to take a shower. She came out wearing pajamas without a bra, and a very sexy pair of transparent briefs that revealed her pubic hair. The masseur knocked and entered the room, then took a towel from the bathroom and laid it on the bed, having my wife lie face down on it. She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and shower, coming out only in her underwear. He sat on the edge of the bed and first massaged my wife's arms, placing them on his lap and deliberately positioning her hand near his penis. My wife didn't touch it at that moment. After the arm massage, he sat down slightly below her buttocks and told her he wanted to apply some essential oil, worried about getting her clothes dirty. My wife took off her clothes herself. At this point, my wife was completely naked from the waist up, facing away from the masseur. The masseur first gave her a proper massage, starting with her neck and back, for nearly half an hour. My wife said that during the back massage, the masseur became erect, constantly pressing against her buttocks. After the back massage, the masseur took off my wife's underwear. Next, he massaged her buttocks and thighs. While massaging her thighs, he intentionally touched her genitals. By this time, my wife was already very wet. The masseur probably sensed that my wife was aroused, as her breathing became much heavier. Seeing that my wife was in the mood, the masseur lay on top of her and began kissing her from her neck, earlobes, back, buttocks, and inner thighs, kissing her all over. My wife was very aroused at that point, and she became even wetter. The masseur then had my wife turn over, sat on her genitals, spread her legs slightly, placed his penis on her clitoris, and had my wife clamp her penis between her legs. He began massaging her chest and abdomen, stimulating her. My wife was already aroused and moaned a few times. The masseur then began kissing her neck, chest, abdomen, and finally her genitals, starting to kiss her clitoris. Just as my wife was very aroused, the masseur placed my wife's hand on his penis. My wife didn't masturbate. She just touched it a few times and then let go. Under the masseur's stimulation, my wife quickly orgasmed. After the orgasm, the masseur put on a condom, and my wife knew he was using one. When he inserted his penis halfway into her vagina, my wife suddenly changed her mind. She wouldn't let him continue. The masseur suggested she masturbate to help her get it out, but she refused. The masseur pleaded for a long time, but she still wouldn't let him penetrate her. Seeing how determined she was, the masseur went to take a shower. After showering and getting dressed, he asked her again if she was sure she didn't want to continue. After receiving her reply, he came out and called me. My wife said she felt scared, nervous, and excited—feelings she couldn't describe—and afterwards regretted not having sex with the masseur. She said his penis was very hard. I asked her if his penis was big, but she wouldn't say. She said she only touched it a few times. So, I found a male masseur for my wife. I can't really describe how I felt; I was excited, nervous, and regretful. While I was waiting in another room, I didn't get any erection. It was completely different from the novels I read online; I couldn't get an erection at all.
We're back home now, living a normal life. My wife has changed a bit since she came back. When I kiss her earlobe, breasts, and touch her clitoris, she reacts strongly. She's very wet. And just thinking about it makes me feel a little sour. I don't know if we can continue to seek thrills. I also don't know if this is the end for us.

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