The third sequel to "Cuckoldry": The Wife's Second Man

Last time I mentioned that on September 25th, 2015, my wife was invited out by a man I met on 69.com. Later, for various reasons, he disappeared. If he ever sees this post, it will probably affect him. Today, let me tell you this man's story!
I've forgotten his last name, so let's call him Mr. T. Sorry, I'm forgetful. One day, we were chatting on the 69.com forum and met someone with similar interests. Mr. T said he was also in Xiamen and owned a small processing plant. We chatted about all sorts of things, including cuckoldry. We decided that I would give Mr. T my WeChat and teach him how to seduce his wife, how to talk about topics his wife was interested in, and he would send me screenshots of the chat history so I could tell him how to respond. It was successful in one night. My encouragement played a crucial role in that. It's said that after my wife got off work that day, Mr. T picked her up near where I live, and we went to Wanda Plaza for dinner and a chat. The specifics of our conversation are unknown, but it's said we were already making advances and enjoying our meal in the car. Later, we booked a room at the Bashan Hotel. I happened to be back in my hometown that day, and after hearing that the date was arranged, I immediately rushed to Xiamen. By the time I arrived, my wife was already home. In the video, I saw that after she got home, she walked with a pigeon-toed gait, dragging her feet. I saw her looking through the small trinkets Mr. T had given her (in this respect, Mr. T is actually quite thoughtful). Then I called to ask if there was any parking available outside the apartment. When my wife heard I was in Xiamen, she quickly ran out to check and told me there were no parking spaces. She then went back to the bathroom to wash her private parts again and change her underwear (because I didn't film the last time, I later installed a camera at home, which I can view on my phone), so I could see everything she did. Don't ask me why; it's explained in the first post.
After parking the car, I rushed home, quickly washed up, and got straight to the point. I even turned on the light and swiftly pulled down my wife's panties, admiring her cunt repeatedly and meticulously, which had just been fucked by another man. Her entrance was swollen and engorged, clearly showing signs of an orgasm. I licked it vigorously, from the outside in, savoring every bite. My wife blushed shyly, panting, and pulled me up forcefully, her legs spread wide, clearly wanting to be fucked. Of course, I didn't hesitate, charging in without hesitation, thinking that even if there were minefields or a bottomless abyss ahead, I would go forward without hesitation, even to the death! Because wanting to fuck my wife's cunt, which had just been fucked, was my dream. I loved it, I was proud, and I wasn't bragging.
When my little brother entered her pussy, I felt a sudden, burning sensation as it enveloped my penis in a hot, fleshy ball. It was as if the inside was sucking and pulling my little brother in, as if the pussy was saying, "Come in, another guy just came in. It's warm and cozy here." The intense pleasure was incomparable. I thrust hard, the slapping sounds echoing in my ears. Suddenly, I felt incredibly wet down there; years of pent-up desire gushed out in that one powerful spurt, soaking the sheets. I was standing on the floor, holding my wife's white legs, doing a doggy-style push, going all out. I knew my own strength; I hadn't done heavy work in twenty years and lacked exercise. At 165cm and 75kg, I knew exactly how much strength and range of motion I had. Time waits for no one. Back when we were dating, I could do it eight times a night without getting tired; now, even one time is a struggle.
During my thrusts, I whispered in my wife's ear about their date, asking her to tell me if she liked him and how many times she'd been fucked. How many times did I climax? My wife didn't say a word. I was depressed, disappointed, and angry! But my mind wouldn't cooperate; I was fantasizing about my wife being fucked by someone else (the other person hadn't told me about the recording that night; he only sent it to me the next day when we were chatting). Amidst my wife's moans, I ejaculated. A cuckolded man also ejaculated, soaring to heaven. After the climax, I was filled with jealousy, feeling that things weren't going well and fearing something might happen that would affect our family.
For the next two months, we didn't meet anyone else. Then came our most difficult time. My period didn't come the following month, and it still didn't come the second month. I said, "Oh no, I might be pregnant." I quickly bought a pregnancy test, and damn it, two lines! I felt a lump in my throat, a mix of joy and sorrow. I comforted my wife, saying, "So what if she's pregnant? We can just go back to our hometown. Don't go to work." I'm not in a good mood today, so I'll stop here for now. I'll update you all another day.

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