The second time, my husband found me a graduate student.

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It's been almost a year since my last disappointing experience. One night, after my husband and I were being affectionate, he whispered in my ear that he had been in contact with a nice single man for a long time and they had been communicating. He asked if I wanted to give it a try! The painful experience from last time was still vivid in my mind, and I was terrified. My husband said he would definitely not do it this time, and then showed me their chat history, their conversation, and their photos.
They seemed pretty good, although not my type! But that's okay! I have a little quirk—I like being teased. At my husband's request, my graduate student actually went to the hospital to get all his test results checked, showing his sincerity.

A week later, my husband arranged for him to meet at a budget hotel about three or four kilometers from our home. As before, due to my lack of experience, I shyly hid behind my husband. When I met the graduate student, he was short, neither fat nor thin, a typical college student. He had high emotional intelligence, greeting us warmly and calling us "brother and sister-in-law!" A polite greeting earned me points, because he was experienced and had prepared everything beforehand! DN had prepared three cans of beer and playing cards, and after a brief chat, we played a flirting game.

The rule was: whoever loses has to take off their clothes! When I took off my top, still wearing my bra, DN's penis immediately pointed upwards. He suddenly reached out to touch it, and subconsciously I quickly dodged away, feeling incredibly embarrassed. He was anxious, meticulous about his actions even after losing, while I was still wearing my underwear! DN's penis remained erect for almost half an hour. Seeing his impatience, my husband suggested we all go shower first! When I came out of the bathroom, I was wrapped in a towel. Because of my large breasts, they were still quite noticeable even though I was covered. My long hair slightly obscured my breasts, draped over my shoulders. DN had one arm around my slender waist. My husband said, "No rush, go shower first, there's plenty of time!"

The three of us shared a bed. DN boldly lifted my towel, gently touching my breasts and exclaiming how big and soft they were. Then, he cupped my breasts in his hands, kneading them vigorously, while kissing my face, ears, and lips! Accompanied by my soft moans, I felt his penis harden to its limit. At first, I shyly tried to resist his advances, but his kisses rendered me powerless to resist, leaving me like a limp little rabbit nestled between his legs! He slowly unhooked my bra, revealing my large breasts. My limp body fueled his passion. He sucked on my nipples with his mouth and tongue, making them harden instantly. His fingers massaged my breasts like a piano, making me feel hot all over, my mind blank, and my breathing becoming more rapid! Soon, his hands moved downwards, exploring the most mysterious and intimate parts of a woman! His constant caresses had already brought me to a breaking point; my panties were completely soaked. DN said, "Sister-in-law, you're so horny!" My face flushed red with embarrassment, and I tried to hide. He continued, "Sister-in-law, let me taste your honey and see if it's sweet." He pulled down my black panties, spread my legs apart, and stared at my sensitive area. I tried to close them, but he spread them again. He kissed my entire vulva with his warm lips, his nimble tongue swirling and sucking around my opening! He also kept probing my sensitive depths with his hands. I felt even more out of control, wanting to give my body completely to him. My juices flowed even more. While he was playing with my genitals, my husband used his penis to block my mouth and stroked my breasts with his hands! After a while, my husband said it was time for DN to have some fun! He asked me to give DN oral sex. When I held his penis in my hand, I felt it was long, hard, and thin! I played with it constantly with my mouth and hands, swallowing and spitting it out, teasing his glans with my tongue, my saliva covering his entire penis! A few minutes later, he said he couldn't take it anymore and he was going to attack my genitals.

He parted my legs, aimed with his hand, and thrust in. His penis was incredibly hard and long, reaching the deepest part of my core, making me unable to stop. He was on top of me, his chest pressed against mine, kissing me as he thrust. I felt he hadn't done it in a long time, releasing his primal masculinity. My soft body rose and fell with his thrusts. At this moment, my husband was watching, massaging his own penis back and forth. But then, something unexpected happened! Before we could react, DN ejaculated after only a few minutes of thrusting. When he pulled his penis out, a milky white mixture flowed out with it—a lot! Fortunately, he said he would recover quickly. My

husband, perhaps with a cuckold fetish, was incredibly excited to see DN ejaculate. With semen still in my vagina, he became even more aggressive, attacking my genitals fiercely, and soon he too ejaculated. DN finished resting, and I saw his penis was hard again! DN continued on top of me, this time completely different from before. We fought several rounds, changing positions, but I couldn't get him to ejaculate.

DN pulled me into the bathroom, pulled down the toilet seat, and he sat on top of me, not face to face. He held my waist with both hands and made me thrust on his penis. In the bathroom, we were in opposite positions, he entered me from behind, one hand on my waist, the other holding the showerhead and watering our genitals. He said it felt amazing! This position suited us perfectly because he's 172cm tall, allowing for deep penetration! I felt my moans were incredibly loud and wanton. My husband, at 175cm, couldn't do this; I'd have to wear high heels! (Throughout the bathroom, DN invited my husband to watch, but he was inexperienced and embarrassed, so he just sat outside listening to my moans.) We

went back and forth, trying every position imaginable. I was exhausted, but DN didn't ejaculate the second time. We lasted for over four hours before I said I couldn't move anymore, and the game ended! As we said goodbye, I saw DN still looking at me with affectionate eyes. Did he want to do it again? As I left, my husband blurted out, "Your moaning was too loud! Next time, we'll definitely find a hotel with good soundproofing!"

We didn't see this graduate student again because he had a strong body odor. Although his character, skills, and experience were all good, I personally couldn't stand it. I showered several times after getting home that day, but the smell just wouldn't go away!

Overall, it was a relatively successful experience!

Some people have questions: First, regarding condoms, for safety, you must use one;
second, why do you only date college students? I used to think college students meant
high quality, but my thinking has changed. Now I prefer
someone with good character, muscular build, generous and presentable, aged 26-36. It mainly
depends on the person and whether we click;
third, they absolutely cannot have body odor. It's
a mutual selection process, a mutual selection, with the same goal: safety, health, and happiness!

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