My wife and her classmate, part 4. (The End)

I've been wanting to write something lately, and now that I have some time to sit here, it feels like I'm writing a serialized novel. These past few days, my wife and her classmate have been chatting a lot; they seem more like a couple deeply in love. Thankfully, her classmate hasn't become distant after getting her; he's been praising her highly, and my wife seems to enjoy the infatuation from both men. I'm quite relieved about this, because I was worried that her classmate would become distant after getting her, which would be a huge blow to my wife's confidence and her future. I even worried that she might develop a negative impression of me. I was concerned about how to handle the situation, but now it seems unnecessary. However, seeing them so deeply in love does cause a slight worry—that my wife might give some of her affection to her classmate, compare us later, or become less patient with me. But it seems everything is fine now.
These past few days I've felt severely sleep-deprived; occasionally, colleagues joke that I have dark circles under my eyes and that I shouldn't work so hard at night, haha. Also, lately, my wife and I have been having sex every day, just like when we first got married—we haven't stopped almost non-stop. And I wonder if any of you have experienced this? My brain has been stuck in this state for the past few days. While chatting online with my wife at work, I always want to talk about the time she booked a hotel room. After work, I can't wait to get home and snatch her phone to look at her chat history. If they're having erotic conversations, I feel excited. Occasionally, if we don't chat for a day, I feel a sense of loss... At night, when we're having sex, I interrogate her about the process, the details. Then I imitate the scene and have sex with her hard... Suddenly, I feel like I'm disrupting my normal work and life, so I tell myself I'll get back to normal the next day, but the next day
is the same... Friends who have experienced this, how long did it take for your passion to subside before you returned to normal? And there's an even more interesting phenomenon: while I'm particularly keen on interrogating her about the details, each time my wife recounts the scene, it's different. The first time, it feels like she's describing a romantic movie; the second time, it feels like she's describing a pornographic film; and by the third time, her description has completely turned into a Japanese adult film (the legendary Japanese adult film that men all know about). At first, my wife said she used a condom from the beginning, then she said she only put it on halfway through penetration, and finally she said she forgot. Also, the more passionately I have sex with my wife, the more she reveals. The more stories she tells me, the more intense it feels to see her naked body, having been caressed and violated by other men, and to fantasize about those times. This brings a strong, involuntary feeling, and her movements become slightly more exaggerated. My wife seems to enjoy this intensity. At first, she confidently said once was enough, but now she moans and begs me to go again… Actually, now I think some things weren't that my wife was deliberately hiding from me; she was worried I'd be angry. But I still hope they have a good time. Maybe from a man's perspective, the more they enjoy it, the more inexplicably sad and bitter he feels, but it's also more exciting, more thrilling, and he becomes more infatuated with his wife. What I was most concerned about was how they undressed and the feeling of the first penetration. My wife recalled a lot and talked a lot about it. Now it seems I wrote the third part too early, haha. When my wife heard the door close, her heart skipped a beat. She felt extremely nervous, and her face was burning hot. Then, her classmate hugged her from behind and started kissing her earlobe and neck. His hand went up her skirt and touched her breasts, while his other hand was around her waist. He slowly pulled her dress off from behind while she was standing. My wife said she could feel his penis pressing against her buttocks from behind. She wanted to touch it but didn't dare. So, my wife keeps telling me that she didn't touch his penis the first time. My wife kept her eyes slightly closed, letting her classmate caress her from behind. She felt her vagina was constantly wet and could hear the slapping sounds of him touching her... She could also hear her own heartbeat... Later, she told me that she didn't forget how she got to the bed; she felt like she suddenly couldn't stand up and squatted down. Then her classmate simply carried her to the bed. (My wife was afraid I would be angry, so she didn't tell me anything.) My wife genuinely didn't know when her classmate took off his clothes. She felt very shy and kept her eyes covered while lying face down. Her classmate then unhooked her bra and took off her panties. After kissing her body for a while, she felt him trying to turn her over. She resisted, gripping the sheets tightly, but he was strong enough to turn her over. Then she felt him spread her legs and starting to eat her genitals. My wife recalled that it felt very comfortable and pleasurable, a feeling she had never experienced before. Later, my wife and I reenacted this scene several times, and each time it was very exciting. We were almost ready to book a room together! Haha, actually, I'm the real deal... sigh... However, my wife still can't recall the feeling of her first penetration. She said that during the time, she was giving oral sex and using her hand to stimulate him, and she felt very nervous yet comfortable, with fluid constantly flowing... When she gradually felt her classmate having sex with her, her legs involuntarily clamped around him. At that point, she really forgot when penetration occurred. At first, being caressed and having sex with someone of a different physique was a little uncomfortable, but gradually she relaxed and felt very comfortable. The vague feeling was still the same as when I was having sex with him, no different... just comfortable. Later, my wife admitted that while showering, she used her hands covered in shower gel to help her classmate masturbate, but it seems her classmate's penis wasn't very large, and the phone rang, so they didn't finish or have sex. After showering, she got dressed and prepared to leave. Only when she was getting dressed did she realize her dress was on the floor, haha, a bit too embarrassing... To be honest, I really miss the days when we were dating and would shower together. My wife would use her hands, covered in shower gel, to give me a handjob, with that slightly bewildered look on her face. Her hands would give you that soft, boneless feeling of being touched, and she'd always pout and ask, "Is it done yet?"... And I'd keep saying, "Almost there, almost there..." Hehe, actually, it was still a long way off... Everyone's been there, right? It feels so wonderful, it brings back those memories... I just rewrote the details of sex again. Actually, I deleted a lot of the sex details when I wrote the previous post, since I didn't intend to write an erotic novel. But I somehow ended up writing about the sex again, haha. Oh well, let's leave it at that. If this post survives for 30 years, my wife and I will be sixty years old then, and I'll dare let my wife read it. What will she think then? I guess other old men and women I've known since childhood will also see it. They'll definitely say I was a pervert when I was young, too crazy... haha... But will those older women who were at their most attractive but didn't experience it feel disappointed?
Will they envy my wife? I've said too much again...
By the way, many friends in the group said they recommended the article to their wives and felt it was great. Thank you all. However, I suggest not recommending part 4 of the post to your wives. The dilemma in that post isn't just about tension, excitement, and heartache; it's a different kind of feeling altogether. It's like your wife is a kite in your hand—you want her to fly very, very high, but you're also afraid the string will break and she'll drift away with the wind… I feel this kind of situation might not be conducive to your relationship. Really.

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