My wife told me she was dating an older man. (10)

When his wife woke up in the morning, the man reached out and kissed her lips. His tongue explored her mouth, sucking. His wife, with her eyes closed, extended her smooth tongue and intertwined it with his, responding passionately. The man's left hand pressed firmly against his wife's full breasts, kneading them vigorously. His wife let out low moans, her arms gently sliding against his back, responding to his caresses. The older man gently bit his wife's alluring nipple, while his right hand caressed her other breast. He sucked on both nipples alternately, causing his wife to breathe heavily and emit soft moans. Her legs twitched and twisted, and she gasped for air. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she was completely naked, her breasts heaving, her posture seductive and alluring. The older man climbed on top of her, thrusting his penis in and out, pumping in and out. His wife couldn't help but moan with pleasure. His buttocks rose and fell, his thick, hard penis penetrating deeply into her body with each thrust, making a continuous slapping sound. A mixture of pleasure, comfort, and indescribable emotion radiated from her beautiful face. Her head twisted and turned on the bed, panting heavily. Her whole body trembled, her hands gripping the older man tightly. Her climax was approaching, and the older man quickened his pace, pressing her legs forward for deeper penetration. She gasped for breath, feeling the powerful contractions within her. Finally, she convulsed, streams of fluid gushing from her vagina onto his glans. The powerful contractions and suction during her orgasm sent shivers down his spine, making his penis throb. Finally, a large amount of semen shot into her. The older man, half-pressed on top of her, both of them panting heavily, his penis still inside her, beginning to soften. He gently kissed her face and neck, whispering sweet nothings. "Women need comfort after passion," he said, "and in that, you're better than me," he thought. "I'm only younger and richer than you. In other ways, I'm no match for you." Not long after the older man left home, my wife called to say he was out and asked if I was coming. Ever since my wife got together with the older man, my libido has been incredibly high, and I really want to have sex with her. My wife also tries to satisfy me. I used the key my wife gave me to open the door and go inside. I pushed open the bedroom door, and my wife was still lying on the bed under the covers, playing on her phone. Seeing that it was my wife, I continued playing. I pulled back the covers, and my wife was naked, her legs sticky. She had just been with the older man, and my penis immediately became hard. I took off my clothes and climbed onto the bed. While sucking on my wife's big nipples, I rolled over and pressed myself against her. My wife naturally spread her legs, and my penis slid in easily and I started fucking her hard. Each time, I pulled my penis to the edge of her vagina before forcefully thrusting it all the way in. Each time, my wife trembled all over, and her toes lifted off the bed, sticking up high. My wife couldn't play on her phone anymore, so she quickly replied to a message on her phone before putting it down. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist, her hands tightly wrapped around my back. After a few dozen thrusts, I had my wife lie face down on the bed, legs together, and I straddled her buttocks, inserting my penis into her wet vagina through her tight buttocks and beginning to thrust back and forth. The intense pleasure made my wife moan involuntarily. My wife was never proactive during sex with me, just making heavy moans, very traditional. With other women, she was very proactive, calling out "husband" and "ah" all over the place. My hands reached from under my wife's armpits to her chest, caressing her full breasts as I thrust vigorously. Finally, under extreme stimulation, I collapsed on top of my wife and ejaculated. My wife rolled over and grasped my shrunken penis, kneading and stroking it, clearly not satisfied yet. I looked at the wedding photo of my wife and the older man on the wall by the bed, kneading my wife's breasts with one hand, and my penis involuntarily hardened again. We woke up around noon. I lifted my wife's long, shapely legs onto my shoulders and thrust into her, moving quickly. Her breasts bounced rapidly.
After we finished, she went to the bathroom. When she came back from her shower, I was still lying in bed. She told me to get up quickly and take her to the city to meet a friend—the friend who replied to my WeChat messages during sex. I told her, "Honey, you're pregnant, take care of yourself." She rolled her eyes at me and said, "What, you haven't eaten enough? Don't talk nonsense, are you going to take her or not?" I had no choice but to get up and get dressed. While I was dressed, my wife was still putting on makeup, wearing a black lace bra and panties. She changed into a black strapless mesh puff-sleeved short dress, black sheer stockings, and a pair of blue-green strappy high-heeled sandals with heels about ten centimeters high, making her look even taller. I took her to the city. When she got out of the car, she said to come to my house in the city after we were done. The man was in his forties. The two found a private room in a small restaurant. While eating, they were groping each other. After the meal, the wife got into the man's car and drove towards the suburbs. She parked the car on the side of the road. When I slowly drove over, the car was empty. I walked towards a side road and about three minutes later, I heard moaning. The two of them were having sex under a tree in broad daylight. The wife was standing naked, leaning against the tree trunk, wearing only high heels. Her buttocks were sticking out, and one leg was hooked around the man's buttocks. I could see their side profile. The penis was going in and out of the wife's pubic area, making a series of slapping sounds. The man's hand was on the wife's nipple. As they spun around, my wife's moans grew louder and louder. After two or three hundred thrusts, the man pulled out his thick, long, wet, and still throbbing penis. My wife turned around and spread her naked clothes on the ground, letting the man lie down. She then spread her pubic hair and slowly straddled his penis, moving her hips up and down in sync with his movements, while caressing her breasts. My penis was already hard. After what seemed like an eternity, the man finally pulled out his penis, trembling. They changed positions, and the man embraced my wife, facing her, and began to have sex with her, pulling her towards the roadside. I quickly hid behind a tree. I couldn't believe they were having sex so boldly in broad daylight on the roadside. After about ten more minutes, he laid my wife down on the ground where her clothes were spread out, thrusting hundreds more times before ejaculating onto her chest and face. Then my wife lay on his chest, and from behind, I could see her pubic hair pressed against his penis, and it was hard to tell if it was semen or her vaginal fluid slowly flowing down. Then my wife sucked the man's penis with her mouth, and the tube slowly grew larger. This time, my wife sat on the ground with her legs spread wide to welcome the man's penis in. At this point, I couldn't bear to watch anymore, so I slowly walked back to my car and drove back to our home in the city. My wife came back at three o'clock. Her flushed cheeks showed that she hadn't fully recovered from her orgasm. She went straight to the bathroom, her body filled with the smell of men's semen, though she probably didn't realize it herself. About half an hour later, my wife came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel. She looked like a beautiful fairy, with bright, sparkling eyes, her pure face framed by slightly closed, sexy lips, two prominent nipples on her still firm breasts, thick, dark, and shiny pubic hair, and especially her long, full legs and firm, prominent buttocks. She looked like a perfect model. My wife seemed happy, humming a song as she dried her hair and walked towards the bedroom. I felt very angry, but I didn't know who to vent my anger on. My wife changed into a black off-the-shoulder lace top, revealing her delicate shoulders, sexy yet elegant. The addition of a bow tie at the waist made her look both sexy and sweet. Paired with a grey tulle mini-skirt, it added a touch of playful charm. She wore nude stockings and black strappy high-heeled sandals. She asked me to take her back to Wumahe. In the car, my wife said, "I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean to upset you. I couldn't control my desires!" I said, "Take care of yourself. As long as you still love me, do what you like!" My wife replied, "Silly boy, if I didn't love you, we would have divorced long ago. Thank you for your understanding. Believe me, I truly love you! And I will love you even more, honey. Thank you so much for letting me be with that older man. I've never been so happy. Thank you, honey. Now, my life is complete. I am the happiest woman in the world. Thank you, honey, I am the happiest wife in the world."
At first, I was furious when my wife cheated on me. The thought of so many men taking advantage of her full, beautiful body was really painful. But later, I came to terms with her sex life. She's still my wife. So what if she's been with so many men? She hasn't lost anything. I'm her husband. Those men had sex with her, and she was equally satisfied with her strong sexual desires. It's just a matter of mutual benefit. If I can't satisfy her, what difference does it make if someone else does? Letting her enjoy the pleasure of sex is only right. After all, she's still mine. I haven't lost anything by simply satisfying her needs. Besides, isn't letting her experience orgasm a way of showing my love? As long as she has me in her heart, isn't that enough? I actually hope she tries different men to avoid developing feelings for one long-term partner. But it still happened. My wife started dating an older man. She says she still loves me the most. Being cheated on isn't so bad. At least he's satisfying my wife. When she's satisfied, she's in a better mood. My wife is still as gentle and lovely as ever. Nourished by sexual satisfaction, she looks even younger and more beautiful. Having sex with her now is much more enjoyable than before; it's incredibly exciting and stimulating. We're both very happy, and our relationship has gradually developed into this one. My wife treats me better, and we talk about everything.
Actually, it's all my fault. Even an older man like me can last over thirty minutes, though it's a little embarrassing. When we first got together, I could
ejaculate three or four times a day, getting hard again in three minutes. But now, I'm lucky if I can even get an erection. Sexual satisfaction is crucial in a marriage. If I can't satisfy my wife, what difference does it make if someone else does? It's only right that I give her more pleasure in sex. After all, she's still mine, and only by satisfying her needs in this area can she be happy.
After I acquiesced, my wife's sex life became more active. Before, she would only go to bars or similar places when she couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to have sex. She would invite any guy who was good-looking and had a big penis out. Although she had slept with more than a dozen men, the timing wasn't right, and the more men she slept with, the more she wanted to sleep with. She became increasingly interested in different men, and most of the time, the sex lasted only a short time. Now, my wife has more free time. She sees men every day and plays with them whenever she has the chance.
My wife doesn't have many hobbies. She doesn't like shopping or dressing up. She just loves sex because the pleasure of sex surpasses everything else. The more she does it, the more she likes it, and the more she likes it, the more she wants to do it. Once she thinks about it, her body reacts, and that need seeps out from every cell in her body, becoming more and more urgent until it becomes crazy. This is a bit like what people call sex addiction! So when men invite her, my wife goes. Even if she's not very interested, she still feels very comfortable lying there letting them serve her, lick her, and penetrate her. Because they all schedule their time off, and she occasionally looks for new men online, my wife enjoys the pleasure of sex every day, and most of the time it's multiple times. The continuous waves of pleasure, one after another, are truly exhilarating and exciting, even more so than climbing to heaven. My wife is simple; she just wants to satisfy her sexual desires. Sex is really addictive; the more pleasurable it is, the more she wants to do it. That feeling of pleasure reaching the very core is hard to describe. My wife can't go a day without sex now.
My wife has a very strong sex drive and often stays out all night, but I've gotten used to it over time. I actually feel uncomfortable with her by my side. There are so many single men these days, and some philandering married men too. It's good that my wife comforts them while satisfying her own sexual desires; it's like a public service. I understand my wife well. Our family's financial situation is pretty good, and I don't usually restrict her spending money. My wife isn't a very ambitious person. Over the years, she has sacrificed a lot for the family. As long as my wife is happy sexually, I'll let her be. To be honest, after being married for a long time, the sexual desire and possessiveness of the early days of dating are gone. I can accept my wife having sex with other people. Instead, whether my wife is satisfied and happy has become the main thing. The rest is just a matter of whether she feels ashamed. As long as things don't get out, there won't be any gossip, and my wife does that very well. Actually, she hardly ever stays home these days; she spends most of her time with my husband. After all, they have a child together. When she talks about her child, she's always radiant with maternal love. She takes care of all the little things, like the birthdays of the three families' elders, perfectly. Women are sometimes strange creatures; some sever ties with their parents for love, some abandon their husbands and children to elope with their lovers. My wife, however, manages to take care of the elders of three families and five other households perfectly—that's quite an achievement. Just thinking about all those relationships gives me a headache. My wife has become more sexy and beautiful. Her sexual needs are very strong; fleeting, ordinary pleasures often fail to satisfy her. She has a high standard for variety in sexual pleasure; a single partner and formulaic sex routine generally can't satisfy her sexual hunger. She needs to constantly change partners to refresh her sexual pleasure and achieve full sexual satisfaction. My wife, so enthusiastic about sex, is radiant and full of energy every day, looking much younger than her actual age. She becomes even more alluring and vibrant, radiating youthful energy. For a wife, engaging in sex with men and fully enjoying sexual pleasure is like getting a beauty treatment and exercising; a man's fresh semen is a natural tonic. Wives who engage in promiscuous sex become younger and more beautiful.

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