My wife and I met on a college campus and were each other’s first love.
She was my girlfriend at the time, shy, traditional, and completely ignorant about sex.
We seemed to be destined for each other, and it was strange that we could never be broken up.
In the first semester of my junior year, I figured it out, and after giving up my stubborn crush on a goddess, the path of relationships opened up instantly.
In the days when I met my wife, it was as if every molecule in the air was pulsing! The two of us had endless things to say, and texting large paragraphs was all the rage on college campuses in 2007.
We wrapped an 800 text message package and still had to overspend.
At that time, QQ was not so common, and cell phone Internet access was far less developed than now.
In order to send more texts, each text message is written in full before sending.
If unrequited love doesn’t count as a relationship, my wife and I are each other’s first love.
Since then, the southern capital of the university campus, more than a pair of bicycle couple, the wife on the back seat simple and happy, hand holding the bicycle faucet I, as if grasping our common happiness, in the campus boulevard all the way to run wild.
Soon, a year had passed, and his wife had graduated from college, and with little melancholy, she chose to stay in the city.
I found a place to live near campus, moved her bags over, and we lived together.
She started her first job with a meager paycheck, and we were content to live as a couple, not realizing there was a crisis that was always there.
The wife’s parents did not agree with her choice.
And the wife never told me this fact.
One night, after we made love, my wife told me that her father had asked her uncle to find her a job in G, a tourist town in a neighboring province, and that her father must have her there.
She asked me: if I go, are we done for? I rationalized what the distance might lead to, and then she cried, and we hugged each other tightly, and I shed tears.
A few days soon, I took her luggage and put her on the train south.
I, on the other hand, am about to face graduation, job hunting and graduate school at the same time.
I didn’t have time to grieve before I threw myself into my intense graduation career.
By March 2009, the results of the exams had been released and the outcome of the job search was largely clear.
I basically decided to study for a master’s degree at my university, and although I wanted to work right away, the financial crisis of 2009 was really amazing, and even though I was running around, my job was not as good as I had hoped.
Setting my sights on the front end, I finally made my first purchase to go to G City.
Buy the cheapest green carriages, 10 hours train at night, arrive at 5 am in the early morning, take a motorcycle to reach my wife’s place.
She was waiting for me in her pajamas at the entrance to the neighborhood in the cold wind.
The moment I saw her, happiness was in the air.
I finished her rib soup stew and rushed to take a shower while she was already waiting for me on the bed.
I lifted the covers and the familiar scent of her body entered my nostrils as I pressed down on top of her and skillfully kissed her on the lips, exploring her fragrant tongue, which my wife cooperated by sticking out and we intertwined.
My fingers explored my wife’s private parts, which were already flooded, and I joked, “Are they so wet? My wife didn’t say a word and bailed on me while her small hands grabbed for my prick.
I was already at the top of my pole, of course! I plunged to the bottom, my wife was hot and wet inside, and she had begun to writhe with emotion, her flesh, which had not been interdependent with each other for too long, was hot, intense.
I spent five days in G. In those five days, I seemed to have spilled the essence of what I had accumulated in a year.
Every day I make dinner, wait for my wife to come home, take a shower after dinner, and then it’s a big fight to the end.
The next morning, a shot was bound to come as well.
Summer vacation came and went, and I stayed in G for two full months, and it was during those two months that my wife and I changed our lives for the rest of our lives.
G City is a tourist city with mountains and water.
During the time my wife is at work, I do the grocery shopping and spend the rest of the day playing.
I played everywhere I could in G. I ended up back at the computer.
Eventually, as my friends guessed, I was introduced to cuckold writing.
Prior to this, I watched countless porn, but almost to the point where I can’t get rid of the poison, and even the most beautiful female porn stars can’t attract my interest, but instead, it’s the cuckold literature that makes my JJ stand up tall and excited.
The cuckold literature I read in those days was a mixed bag of all genres.
I unconsciously fantasize about the heroines in the text as girlfriends, and often can’t tell if the beautiful woman in the text being abused by the folk/demented/classmates is my own girlfriend or someone else.
Seeking excitement, I would take out my jock and masturbate and follow the plot of the pornography and fantasize that my girlfriend was having sex with a slugger.
A favorite fantasy scene in those days was a man with a huge cock lying on his back while his girlfriend sat completely naked on top of the slugger, with the slugger’s big cock thrusting into his girlfriend’s pussy.
The girlfriend was groping her own breasts, her waist was twisting wildly.
Every time I fantasized about it, I jerked off for no more than two minutes and ejaculated.
There is an endless emptiness after the shot.
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Day by day, I felt more and more trapped.
While having sex with my girlfriend, I started fantasizing too.
Even said something about having someone else come along and fuck her.
Sometimes she cooperates, sometimes she’s silent.
Friends usually use the word conditioning, but it’s not a word that’s aptly applied to my girlfriend and me.
I told my girlfriend this fact, deeply and sincerely, shortly after discovering this fetish of mine, after a late-night post-watering session.
I said: I’m going to tell you something, don’t be afraid.
Girlfriend says: What is it, don’t scare me.
I said: you will not be able to take it, but you must believe that at no time will I hurt you.
I’m telling you because I don’t think I can handle this pressure alone anymore.
Girlfriend: Go ahead.
Me: I want you to have sex with someone else.
I paused, my girlfriend didn’t say anything, I continued: maybe it’s because I’ve read too much colorful literature, I especially like to fantasize about you having sex with other people, I’ll be very excited.
And I am now realizing that I really want you to do it with someone else, I want to see someone else’s cock in your pussy.
Want to see you orgasm with another man’s thrusts.
I love you so much, and the more I love you, the heavier this weird thought becomes.
I remember we talked late that night, but I was basically the one talking.
I can’t remember all of the chat.
Finally, my girlfriend said, “Don’t you worry and don’t have mental stress.
You should read less of that kind of colorful literature.
I understand that there is absolutely no way I can convince her anytime soon.
For those who don’t have this strange fetish, it’s tantamount to genocide, isn’t it? In the days to come, we were still as loving as ever, and we both avoided mentioning the subject.
After a while, I began to stimulate her by saying things like get a tough guy to come along and fuck you while we were making love, and my girlfriend slowly began to respond to me, sometimes with acquiescence.
From her body, I could clearly feel the effects due to these catalysts.
Obviously, she was secreting more love juice down there, and the writhing of her waist was more frantic.
Sometimes she’d ask me, “What kind of guy do you find to fuck me? I tell her: What kind do you like? I like handsome, slightly fat ones.
I said: OK, then find a handsome guy, his JJ is very thick oh, it’s much bigger than mine.
Let’s both insert our JJs into your vagina at the same time! My girlfriend said innocently: How can we stick two in at the same time.
From then on, we had one more thing to flirt with when we made love.
It did the trick and made both my girlfriend and I aroused and stimulated.
But after I ejaculate, there is an inner weariness and even a slight repugnance to the idea of lusting after my wife.
Instinctively avoiding to go on thinking about it is actually a subconscious avoidance.
The girlfriend, when she was sober, never mentioned the slutty wife.
It’s safe to say that the mirth during sex hasn’t substantially advanced the progress of the kinky wife.
At best, it’s just a way for your girlfriend to visualize the scenario and experience the thrill of it that way as well.
The two huge barriers my girlfriend needed to cross to finally agree to play this adult game with me were: safety and love.
Safety is primarily concerned with the public criticism of such outrageous behavior, which would surely be discredited and humiliating if the deed were to be exposed; another aspect of safety is the possible danger posed by the game partner we are looking for itself, including crises brought about by his health problems and poor character.
The love issue, on the other hand, is the deepest concern of my girlfriend, who has been troubled by why her boyfriend can’t stop trying to get her to go to bed and have sex with another man. Until she can be sure of me, she wonders if I don’t love her anymore and am setting her up? Or the biggest possibility is that I’m using her as a bargaining chip in exchange for her with the intention of sleeping with another woman.
Thanks to my analysis of my girlfriend’s psychology, I gradually disarmed her with a slow persuasive approach.
I have read a great deal of erotic articles on a number of specialized websites, including many analyses of the psychology of men and women with kinky wives, and some of them are really pertinent; I also searched for articles on sexual psychology, and I have benefited a lot from them.
Some foreign pornographic films portray the psychology of a lustful wife to the point. For example, there is a French movie about an upper-class aristocrat who, after marrying a beautiful young girl, takes his wife on a honeymoon in an old castle.
But the hero always avoids having sex with the bride for various reasons.
And the bride, after drinking the milk brought up by the servants, was strangely in heat and wanted to make love uncontrollably.
The first time it was with the young stable boy, then the older steward, then a servant girl, then two underlings at the same time, making love to the bride at the same time, over and over again.
Every time the bride waits painstakingly for the man to return, very sweetly together, but just as she starts to make love, something is interrupted.
Once the hero took his bride in the field, and, after some lingering, undressed and was about to act, when the young horseman came and spoke to the man, who left.
The bride watched mournfully as her husband left, then followed the horseman to the place where they had last made love and began to enjoy herself intensely.
And all of this is really the man’s design and he’s all but watching his wife having sex with the houseboy the entire time.
The bride slowly came to enjoy this carnal desire, she began to enjoy group sex, and even if she wasn’t given aphrodisiac milk, she began to need it.
The man smiled contentedly as he saw his bride walk by herself from her bedroom to the servants’ home, undo her nightgown herself, and get it on with the servants for the last time.
Finally, the man left the old castle with his wife laughing all the way, and the car drove straight to the door of a club, where the man boarded with his beautiful wife, and a crowd of men and women in the hall applauded and welcomed him.
The young wife smiled as she took off her jacket, revealing her vibrant torso and caressing one of the men without a moment’s hesitation.
This movie was later viewed by my girlfriend with curiosity and she thought it was really good, but of course that was an afterthought.
I found an opportunity.
I have poor staying power, usually less than 10 minutes.
The girlfriend was clearly unfulfilled.
Inside I want my girlfriend to be satisfied and would love to see her have an orgasm.
But after all these years, she actually hasn’t had a single violent orgasm! This has something to do with my girlfriend’s physique, but it’s mostly me too.
I told her that I’m still so young and that this will get worse in the future, that I’m going downhill every day and that you will mature and have a greater need for sex.
Men and women are completely opposite in the trend of sexual needs.
The problem of sexual disharmony plagues almost every couple.
Middle-aged couples, seem to be separated, couples are immersed in their own world, or a big fight, or ignore, sexual disharmony is one of the big factors.
I was incredibly sincere in revealing my heart and telling my girlfriend my most direct thoughts without reservation.
It was a big risk to take at that point.
For those who do not understand, such consequences can lead to a loss of dignity.
Thankfully, my girlfriend understood me.
We have a good relationship.
On top of our relationship, we almost never questioned the extent of our loyalty to each other.
Much progress was made in convincing her.
The fact that she started discussing the topic with me gradually and calmly from her initial resistance and skepticism is important and shows that it’s being talked about in a sensible situation.
But at a later stage, I realized that I didn’t actually know her heart thoroughly, or that I didn’t understand the woman’s heart thoroughly.
When I recalled, I guessed that actually sometime a long time ago, my girlfriend had already agreed inwardly to play like this, but out of her protective or cautious mindset, she actually hid it well and didn’t show it at all, so much so that the first time she suddenly suggested that it was okay to have sex with a single guy, I was completely confused! The first experience was so exciting, although I didn’t experience it myself, I will describe it in detail in the later chapters.
In my second year of graduate school, my girlfriend finally decided to return to the city where I went to school from G. She quit the job her father had set up for her and came back to me against all odds.
I rented a dorm room at school and lived with her.
She started preparing for the title exam in earnest, while I had to work as a tutor to earn a living wage in addition to my classes.
Then we rented a three-bedroom apartment near the school with a friend, and that’s where the story begins (not with this friend, haha).
The days went by in waves, she then joined a foreign company as a finance clerk, and I quit my job as a tutor to start preparing for my master’s degree experiments, looking for a job, and graduating.
Occasionally, we asked classmates and friends to come to our place to meet and play cards.
We stayed in the master bedroom of the third bedroom, which had its own bathroom.
There were also two second bedrooms, which changed roommates a couple times during that time, basically couples from this school (again, I’ll disappoint you, it wasn’t them either).
In 2012, I graduated.
After looking for a few jobs that weren’t ideal, I tried to take a test for a career in a neighboring city and actually got on, the work environment wasn’t great, and I went for the sake of making ends meet.
During the three months of in-service training, a college student added me in the quad forum.
Once we chatted, we were actually alumni. Due to this, trust was built and distance was drawn, and my wife and I called him Xiao Zhang.
Within that time, talked a lot, learned that he had a high school girlfriend, in Jiangsu home for college, rare to see a few times a year, especially hungry, jerking off a lot.
Also have a wife slut complex, but I don’t think it’s nearly as deep as mine.
I showed my wife the picture of Chang and she said it was pretty good, looked clean.
I know that’s high praise, as my wife is a slight clean freak and has a mental block to play this.
Wife says no play, can talk.
I desperately wanted to go further, she didn’t agree at all, and sometimes she was so pushy with me that I had to give up.
There was a lot of chatting with Chang, and gradually I showed him all the nude and lifestyle photos I’d taken of my wife, as well as the videos we usually recorded of our lovemaking.
I should say he’s familiar with his wife’s body.
I know he’d love to meet my wife, but doesn’t know how to mention it to me.
I also tried my wife and asked if it was possible to meet with this young master. My wife was not very willing, so I really had no choice.
The biggest obstacle at that point was actually the fact that my wife and I were separated by two places.
I went back once a week during my training.
Although the two cities are only 60 kilometers apart.
Been dating Chang for about two months.
He said he wanted to go to graduate school and wanted to get out and rent a room.
He asked if he could rent one of our second bedrooms.
At that time the second bedroom just happened to have an empty one and the wife had been soliciting for rent.
I mentioned it to my wife and she actually thought nothing of it and agreed very readily.
She specifically pointed out that aspect, don’t even think about it! Her concern was that Chang and I went to the same school, and that was too close.
I am full of promise: I am completely at your disposal, as long as you do not want, I will never force.
I went back for the weekend, contacted Chang and told him our address, he rode his bike downstairs and my wife and I greeted him.
It was obvious to see that he was nervous and at a loss for words.
And I was actually slightly embarrassed.
The wife’s behavior was subdued, and she didn’t say much.
All three were first timers and inexperienced.
I showed him the house and he looked at it briefly and said, it’s nice.
Then we chatted a bit about studying for exams and about graduate school, and I shared with him what I’d learned from people who’d been there.
Xiao Zhang was very polite and thanked him repeatedly.
When we parted ways, he said he’d move his stuff over in a couple days.
So I gave him a set of keys.
When I got back to the flat, my wife called to say that Chang had moved in.
I simply replied that I knew.
I asked her: are people honest? Wife said very honest ah, eyes do not dare to look around, haha.
After almost two months of ups and downs and no progress at all, I had lost all hope, and it was just about the end of the training and the time to assign a work unit.
Xiao Zhang goes to the school library to study during the day and comes back at night.
When talking to me, I always encourage him to talk to my wife more, and he said that when my wife came back, she basically locked herself in the master bedroom and didn’t come out.
Our master bedroom has a built-in bathroom and she can barely get out.
Only when it’s time to cook.
He said it’s too painful to look at naked pictures of my wife at night and jerk off when people are right next to her but can’t eat them.
I can’t help it.
However, Xiao Zhang was not as desperate for sex as other single men, and he should have been under quite a lot of pressure to study at that time, but he was just lonely when he came back to his room at night.
I returned home on the weekend, and my wife and I impatiently began to make love, to the point of excitement, I began to tease her, I said Xiao Zhang is next door, let’s call him over? She closed her eyes and actually refused quite soberly.
Once again, we said yes when we were sober, and my wife agreed to let Xiao Zhang fuck her together! I was so excited that I rushed to call Xiao Zhang, and I told him incoherently: come back, your sister-in-law has agreed.
Xiao Zhang said, “Okay, I’ll be right back.
Then my wife and I were lying on the bed, I took my wife’s clothes off and started to touch her, she moved and slowly started to get nervous, she hesitated: Honey, let’s not play, I’m so nervous.
I said, “It’s okay, I’m here.
We heard the gate, we knew Chang was back, and my heart began to race and my face burned like fire.
The wife immediately put the covers back on.
Soon, Chang knocked on the door and I said, come in.
He didn’t know where to put his hands when he walked in the door.
Hurriedly greeted: senior brother, sister, how are you.
I almost forgot how I greeted him, my wife and I were just sitting on the bed, covered, and it was hot.
And Chang stood in the doorway.
I realized I had to push forward or it was going to be yellow.
So I said, “I’ll play with your sister-in-law for a while and you can join in later.
He said, okay.
I rolled over and hugged my wife, who was sweating profusely and laughing frequently when I went to kiss her.
Finally, my wife said, “Forget it, I can’t get into it.
We were all so frustrated that we had to let him out first.
It was such a failure the first time.
Another month or so passed and we were still living the Twin Cities life.
One night, I talked to my wife, that day she was very cooperative with me to talk about the lustful wife, we talked to a friend in Beijing for many years, my wife is the only one who likes this man very much, and said that in the future there is a chance to go to Beijing, to find this man to play 3P.
We both began to masturbate.
It’s natural to roleplay.
After the text sex on the phone was over, I started to go to bed.
It’s lonely being alone, the house I rented over here was very basic, just used as a place for my wife to stay when she came over, no TV, no air conditioning.
All I can do is play with my cell phone.
I opened the QQ number I use for dating, browsed through the chat records of the group, talked to a few friends who had a good chat, and saw that it was getting late, so I went to bed.
A phone rang (I like to use a vintage phone ringtone as an incoming call alert on my cell phone), and I got up in a daze to answer it, and looked to see that it was my wife, and then looked again to see that it was just after 0:30 AM.
Wife says: Hubby, you’re asleep.
I said: Yes, why are you still awake? My wife said: I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, but I haven’t wanted to go to sleep since I talked to you on the phone.
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She wanted to say something, but I didn’t physically see it.
I habitually teased and said, “Are you horny? Want my husband to come back to satisfy you now? My wife said: it’s all your fault, you and I talk about those, now I can’t sleep.
I’m all wet down there. I’m drooling a lot.
I felt funny when I heard that, but still didn’t realize that actually my wife was testing me.
I said: Xiao Zhang is next door, open the door and ask him to come in.
The wife said, “No good.
Xiao Zhao and both of them are back.
I was completely awake now! I popped out of bed, my throat suddenly dry for some reason.
I immediately said, It’s okay, it’s so late.
They must be asleep.
You won’t even know if you’re closed.
The wife said: I’ll hear it.
I can hear his wife screaming when Xiao Zhao and the others are having sex.
So it turns out that my wife is really having a sex attack tonight and desperately wants to have sex.
We analyzed it later and she said that night would have been her ovulation period, hence the extra high libido! I knew this was the time I had to seize the opportunity, the day I had been longing for had finally come, and so without warning! Almost as if I was about to give up, I said in my mind, “Happiness has come so suddenly! I tried desperately to calm myself down, but I still felt my mouth go dry and I started shaking incredibly! I knew that this was a sign of my extreme nervousness.
I said: wife, are you really ready? Don’t worry, what I said to you before was all sincere, I love you and I really especially like to make love to you.
But I also especially like it when you have sex with other people.
I love the image of seeing someone else pressed on top of your naked body, and I love that you get pleasure.
She was silent for a moment and said, All right then.
I reacted quickly and said, You go unlock the door.
You could be a little lighter in your unlocking motion.
When the door opens, you wait on the bed.
The wife said, “Okay.
There was a sibilant sound on the other end of the line, then some murmuring, and after a long time, no movement.
I’ve been waiting for this, and time is really passing too slowly in this moment.
Finally, the wife spoke up: Honey, are you still there? Uh, I’m here.
The door opened.
Okay, are you in bed yet? – Yeah.
Honey, you take off all your clothes now! After I said that, my face burned like fire and my throat hardened.
After a pause, I continued, I’ll call Chang now and ask him to come over.
The wife didn’t say anything, then added: You told him not to knock.
I said yes.
And then hung up.
I shakily dialed Chang’s number, and the phone only rang a few times before he answered.
Brother-in-law? I’ll get right to it: your sister-in-law agreed.
Why don’t you go find him in her room! What? No good! Master Zhao and the others are there too? Holy shit! I can’t believe it’s the same excuse as my wife’s.
I said: it’s okay, your sister-in-law has opened the door, you open the door a little less and close it as well.
She had taken off all her clothes.
Chang stammered for a few moments, then said okay.
Then I hung up.
I immediately dialed again and my wife answered quickly.
I told her that I had already talked to Xiao Zhang, and he would come in later, and my wife came with a fake: You really said it ah! My good wife, ah, they think so, and still say so, also a little too fake, haha.
But I knew it was a girl’s reserve, so I didn’t poke her.
I’m afraid she’ll back out myself, I guess.
Wife says: I’m so nervous right now, it’s so hot.
I said, “Me too, I’m shaking all over! I thought I heard a noise, and sure enough, my wife said, He’s coming in.
Then, I heard a cry, Sister Qing, Xiao Zhang privately calls his wife Sister Qing.
My wife said, “I’m not talking to you.
I hurriedly said, “Okay, I’ll hang up then.
After the phone hung up, I got under the covers.
I actually shivered all over, my teeth were fighting, and I felt a little cold in June and July.
I wrapped the comforter tighter around me and felt a little more comfortable.
At this time, Xiao Zhang should have drilled into his wife’s warm and soft nest, caressing his wife’s smooth naked body! I put down my cell phone and picked it up again, afraid of disturbing them.
After struggling violently for a long time, I couldn’t resist calling my wife’s cell phone.
Hey, how’s it going? The wife’s tone was flat: What’s up? He’s right next to me.
Oh.
Is it in yet? – Oh, no. No, he’s not hard yet.
So what are you guys doing talking.
Do you think I’m a fool, a man and a woman, all naked, lying in bed just chatting? I was not willing to do so, and continued: He may be nervous, you have to encourage him.
My wife’s tone started to get impatient and said, “Well, he’s so nervous, he’s shaking all over.
And again: don’t you call.
It was very traumatizing, but I hung up the phone obediently.
It went by way too long, I waited about half an hour, guessing it should have been over already, but it wasn’t actually that long.
Wife says: Not yet, he’s on top of me, I’m hanging up.
I got it, and the scene of Chang pressing on my wife immediately appeared in my mind, and it seemed to me that I could already see Chang’s prick thrusting into my wife’s wet pussy.
Strangely, I didn’t fantasize about the scene too much, I just tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep well.
I lay down, put the phone near my head, my eyes closed for a moment, opened, looked at the phone, put it back down, and slowly began to drift off.
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The phone rang, it was his wife.
The wife says: He went out.
I asked: Did you do it? No, he never got an erection and made me drool a lot instead.
I was disappointed and I continued to ask: So did he touch you? The wife said: touched ah.
And it actually came out with a particularly dismissive tone, but there were obvious signs of camouflage.
I said: he touched your tits, huh? I realized that I was asking this specific question on purpose to get myself some excitement.
The wife answered simply, yes.
I wasn’t happy about it, I asked her to be more specific and tell me the process, but she was reluctant.
Softly, she just said a little bit, she said, Xiao Zhang came in after the beginning of the bedside hand and foot, haphazardly looking for words to chat a few words, his wife let him to the bed him, he only went to bed.
He got his pants down below and got under the covers.
At first the two were talking and the wife asked him something about his girlfriend and they did talk when I first called.
Later, Chang began to touch his wife’s breasts and then licked her nipples with his mouth.
His wife told him to come on top, and Chang pressed himself against her, hugged her, and naturally kissed.
But Chang was so nervous that his whole body was shaking.
I think this experience for him, but also very incredible, after all, he as a single man, is the first time, and we are the same, full of wariness, but also fear, and excitement, excitement! He couldn’t get into it, and my wife told me she even used her hand to hold her slightly erect prick toward her own lusty pussy, but the hardness wasn’t up to snuff, so he couldn’t get in at all, and even if he barely got in, he immediately slipped out.
In the end, Chang said he was sorry in embarrassment, and after they continued to lie and talk for a while, his wife let him go back.
After listening to my wife’s account, I still obviously asked: Did he touch your vagina? My wife said as if nothing had happened: He touched it.
I still wanted to talk to my wife, but she snorted and said, “Honey I’m sleepy, I’m going to bed ah.
I had no choice but to hang up.
After hanging up, the room fell silent again.
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Not long after, Xiao Zhang sent a message: senior brother, I’m back.
I hastily asked, How are they? Even though I already knew about his inactivity, I still wanted to know how they were doing.
Xiao Zhang said: I don’t know, maybe I’m too nervous.
I said: it’s okay, it’s always a start, it’ll get better as you get familiar with it.
I can’t believe I’m thinking about comforting this so-called mentor who almost fucked his wife.
Then I asked: How is it, how does your sister Qing taste? Xiao Zhang said: It’s pretty good, her skin is especially good and pretty.
I wondered in my heart, obviously had to hurry to the other side of the perfunctory, no desire to chat.
There was a muttering in his mind, and an uncomfortable feeling came over him.
So the conversation ended hastily as well.
The room was once again left with just one of me turning inside out.
Probably too sleepy, many sets of images came to my mind, some of my wife and I having sex scenes, some of her entangled with Chang, and some of the scenes in which I often substituted my wife when I read erotic literature.
Remembering again the bits and pieces of my convincing my wife over the years, it seemed a little unbelievable to me that I had absolutely no idea that this was how her first time had happened! I laughed wryly again, and suddenly fell back into deep thought.
I was looking forward to the weekend so I could rush back and have a threesome with my wife, Chang… it was a dream come true! That night, I just fell asleep with that kind of rambling.
Unfortunately, my wife did not give me a detailed and lascivious account of the process, and that night, while my wife and her young mentor were passionate in that big bed of ours, I was tossing and turning alone in my rented house.
Though my wife’s unsuspected first passion did not bring me sustained lustful pleasure, I almost reached ecstasy, knowing that the victory I had long hoped for had arrived, and after so many years of waiting, I didn’t mind how much more twisted the next road would be.
When I got up the next day, I was sure that my lower body was a wet puddle, and strangely enough I actually forgot the content of last night’s wet dream.
My wife was at work during the day and although I sent several text messages, I didn’t get a response from her.
She would always ignore my messages when she was at work, and even when I called her, she always got rushed and had to hang up.
With my wife out of town, I didn’t have much incentive to go back to that rental house, so I slept in the flat again.
Saves you from having to do both, and you don’t have to cook for yourself.
When I called her after work, she said she was in the kitchen cooking, so let’s talk about it after dinner.
I had to lie down on my bed in my dorm early, cell phone in hand waiting for my wife to come online.
The next day, I wasn’t in any mood to contact Chang, and instinctively avoided even thinking about the man.
Perhaps this is the true reaction of us cuckolds? Of course after this period of time, the temptation will still be resisted and the chicanery will slowly dissipate.
Hubby.
Honey, you’re here.
My goodness, folks, between the lines, can you see how tragic I am? My wife did not move to talk to me, and I had to hold back my desire to accompany her to have a chat.
My wife knows exactly what I want to talk to her about the most at this moment! This little ninny, it’s just too bad, isn’t it?
Finally, I asked my wife: How did you feel last night? It felt average.
Xiao Zhang can’t do it. Are you lying to me.
Nope.
Chang said he and his girlfriend usually get 30 or 40 minutes.
Anyway, last night he basically didn’t get hard and made me drool a lot.
Immediately appeared in the mind of my wife’s wet private parts, my cock quickly erected, can not help but one hand tightly holding the penis to set up, asked: his little ding dong has not inserted? He ah, no it.
Did it go in or not? How was it not, right? It sort of went in. There was a little bit in the middle, slightly hard, and I shoved it in.
So, you grabbed Chang’s ding dong and stuck it in your vagina? Yeah, but within a few strokes, he went soft again.
Slip out.
Was it fun? It wasn’t fun, I’ll never play again I said with a smile: don’t, I’m coming back to play together.
He needs oral sex to get an erection.
That’s impossible. I’m not gonna suck his dick. It’s too dirty.
I just kept asking like a chicken and my wife told me some details in one way or another.
It was a long time later that I slowly brought back the details of that night.
Turns out that night really wasn’t very successful.
Chang is a single man for the first time, and straight away he says that he is really nervous, and that he doesn’t know what’s going on, but he can’t always get an erection.
My wife, on the other hand, is actually quite liberal.
That night, hastily wrapped up, Chang went back and was still talking to his wife and agreed to go over there again the next morning.
In the morning, Chang was in significantly better shape and was rock hard.
The young man’s dominance was also in full effect, fucking her for a full half hour.
But my wife later told me that Chang wasn’t much of a flirt, coming up for a hard fuck and just one or two positions.
The experience wasn’t great either.
Xiao Zhang will soon face the examination, that time may also be because of this reason, the psychological pressure is relatively large, otherwise in accordance with the state of the young man of that age, a night to come three times it, let alone someone else’s wife.
Half a month before the exam, Xiao Zhang himself proposed to move back to school, saying that it was close to the library.
Then I failed the exam and went to work in Shanghai.
Now that he is also married with children, we still have occasional contact.
He is also a wife slut lover and has come clean with his wife as well.
His wife was a teacher (subsequent experience has taught me that the group of female teachers is indeed not a vanity) and was open-minded and accepting.
When the opportunity is right, they will come to visit their alma mater and come back to me, saying they want to give me his wife’s first time as well.
Ha ha.
Let’s wait for that day for now.
Oh, right.
Chang also told his wife the story with my wife.
About six months later, his wife became pregnant.
She quit her job and came to my city to prepare for pregnancy, saying goodbye to CS and starting a new chapter in her life.
Now my son is 4 years old and middle-aged.
It’s hard to say.
We still met quite a few couples later on, but mainly about single men.
So my wife was jealous and I held off on dating couples to get her to accept it.
One time it was a date with three couples to a spa hotel, my son had just recently turned one month old at that time, and it was my wife’s first comeback date after giving birth.
I was in the hotel, so I took care of my son while my wife got skin to skin with all three of the other husbands.
I actually had a crush on one of the wives, a woman a year older than me who was a piano teacher.
But I didn’t move.
Nowadays we are still in touch, it’s a status of anytime we can date, right?
After this event, there was basically no contact with the other two couples.
Then met a couple who are now very good friends.
Frequent exchanges, but also four people to establish a WeChat group.
But we are all in a relatively busy state, about two to three times a year.
Most are single dates, like when he asks my wife out, and my wife usually tells me afterwards.
I would also single out his wife.
This is a better state of affairs, a city that is already well known and everyone is at ease.
I took both of my sons on a trip to Inner Mongolia this year and my wife didn’t go because she was preparing for the CPA exam.
She’s the only one in the house.
He then went to my house and screwed my wife in my bed.
But it’s all hidden from his wife.
Because his wife is also more jealous.
I’m pretty similar to this dude, I’m good to my wife, but there are some things I can’t tell her.
No way.
Never wanted to hurt them.