Chapter 1 (Part 1)

I am 26 years old this year. My wife is one year younger than me. She is very pretty and well-behaved, and her skin is very white and white. Perhaps because she hasn't given birth, she still has a good figure. She is about 169 cm tall and weighs 51 kilograms. She feels a bit fleshy but doesn't look fat. Her bust is 34D, her waist is 265, and her hips are wider. However, when she raises her butt, it will make me crazy.

Although she is 25 years old, she was a lot of children who were pursuing her seniors!

Although we have just been married for more than two years, we have been dating for five or six years because we are a classmate.

I have a very strong sexual desire and a lot of demand. Fortunately, I was her first close boyfriend, so I listened to me in bed and had a high degree of coordination with the number of times or various postures. The disadvantage is that after dating for so long, everything I could do had been done long ago. Gradually, I began to think of some different changes.

Last year I saw many articles about swapping wives or exposing my girlfriend, and I also heard that wives swapping has gradually become popular in Taiwan. I don’t know why I have a special impulse for such news, and I hope to let other men see my wife’s beautiful figure and even have sex with her in front of me.

I began to put my ideas on my wife (Is this mental problem or is it too stressful for work?) However, since she is the kind of introverted, shy and conservative girl, rashly making such suggestions may only cause quarrels, so I tried several times since the end of last year to deliberately show her similar articles or 3P pictures. As expected, she was not interested at all, and she was too lazy to even read them at first.

I began to prepare for a long-term war of resistance and continued to forward the related articles and pictures to her.

After a few months, she began to read it more carefully. I found that she would watch some muscle but gentle 3P pictures for a longer time, and would also raise some questions or topics for some gentler romantic wife swap articles. She would start asking me: Are their husbands really not jealous?Or does it mean that their husbands don’t love his wife?Questions like that.

Of course, I began to brainwash her hard, almost because my husband had made a request, of course he would not mind, or it would make her husband crazy and increase the fun of the boudoir.

She gradually began to stop refuting or getting angry, saying that she would never try anyway; but I thought it was okay, I could wait and take everything slowly.

I started to put two fingers into her mouth while having sex, and asked her to close her eyes and imagine another very gentle man was having sex with us, and now he was putting his penis into her mouth.

After trying many times, I found that she would take the initiative to start stirring her tongue and sucking my fingers, like a blowjob; I also found that when I described to her that we were pretending to be in the 3P episode, I would close my eyes and make loud moans, and my lower body twisted violently.

I knew the opportunity had come, so I started asking her: Can we really find someone to try it?She ignored me and said I really thought about it very much. She didn't answer. Then she deliberately mentioned it a few times when she was in a good mood. She still said shyly: No, I don't want others to see my body.

But I knew from her expression and reaction that the efforts in the past year should have been somewhat effective.

Last month, I deliberately asked her: If the other party is blind and can’t see us at all, would you like to give it a try?

She blushed and said: How is that possible?

I said: If you want, I will find a way to find Ah!

I don’t know whether it is true or not, but she actually half-jokingly replied: I don’t want to be ugly.I know the opportunity has finally come.

I secretly searched for information about one-night stands on the Internet, locked up several people and asked them to come over for Mail photos, and finally screened out a programmer: 181 cm, gentle, strong, and claimed to be super sexual ability. I just wanted one-night stands. I didn't want money and wouldn't bother my wife after the incident. Unfortunately, of course I was not blind.

I asked him out for a cup of coffee, and by the way, I saw if the person matched the photo, and after explaining all the tricks, I asked him to wait for my phone number.

I asked her on the night of my wife’s birthday: You have often said that you have shoulder and neck soreness recently. Can we find a masseur to come to your home to help you press it?

She thought about it because she had never asked a masseur to come to her home for service and said: It seems that she can try it. Her shoulders are sore, but is the masseur a woman or a man?

I deliberately said: I don’t know, I read the newspaper and called to ask.

After 40 minutes, the doorbell rang. Everything was as I expected. The programmer wore a pair of very dark sunglasses. He got a guide rod from somewhere, wore a white sweatshirt and sports trousers, pretending to be a blind masseur, came in.

I found that he deliberately made a colored certificate on his chest and posted a photo. I thought he must have been looking forward to this party and was crazy. In fact, who would pay attention to what kind of bowl of cake his ID is!!

I whispered to him to move a little slower. After leading him into the room, my wife was shocked and whispered: It's a man!

I said: Men have strong strength and good massage skills.And everyone is here, you can't ask someone to go back, right?She said oh.

The designer pretended to be a very professional tone and said: You go take a shower first, it will be convenient for massage later.

My wife was a little embarrassed but she went in to wash. I took the opportunity to follow the designer and talked to several points.

After my wife came out, she lay face down on the bed with a bath towel around her. I sat next to her and started to get excited.

He climbed onto the bed, pretended to touch her bath towel, and whispered: Please take off the bath towel.

My wife looked at me with a dismay look on her face and added: He can't see it.

My wife looked back at him carefully. He deliberately reached into his bag in a blind way with sunglasses, and seriously dug out for massage oil. My wife seemed relieved and threw the bath towel aside.

He started from his calves, applied massage oil on my wife and started massage. He pressed it all the way to his thighs, and then began to sit on my wife's buttocks, and then massaged it down from her shoulders and neck to the entire back. His wife closed her eyes and looked very enjoyable. It seemed that he had practiced how to massage in the past few days.

While massage, he said a lot about your shoulder muscles. It should be because the work pressure is too high, so don’t be too nervous about work, or something. Then he climbed to the edge of the bed and started to massage her thighs again.

He spread his wife's legs a little apart, perhaps because he was out of war. She also obediently spread her legs apart. I saw the entrance of her Taoyuan cave faintly appearing between the two labia minora.

The designer began to slowly press up to his hips along his thighs, and then retreated back to his calves when pressed to the base of his thighs.

After a few times, I noticed that every time he massaged the thigh, he would always arch his knuckles and touch his wife's vagina intentionally or unintentionally. His wife would always tremble slightly sensitively in the first few times. Fortunately, she thought it would inevitably be touched. After a few more rounds, the position of his thigh massage with his fingers was getting closer and closer to the end of the thigh. Although he continued to massage his thighs, while the massage, the knuckles were rubbing gently at the opening of her vagina. I found that the opening of his wife's vagina began to flash, and vaginal fluid was slowly flowing out.

Her eyes were closed and she began to quietly unable to say a word. I saw that the designer's crotch was also raised.

He seemed to be unsatisfied and asked my wife to sit up. He sat cross-legged behind her and continued to have a shoulder and neck massage. Although he was behind his wife, because we were facing the mirror by the bed, in fact, he had clearly seen his wife's front from the mirror. His wife's face flushed at this time and began to carefully examine the masseur's gentle appearance from the mirror.

At this time, I deliberately said: Seeing that you are so tired that you are sweating profusely, and your sweatshirt is soaked. Should you take it off and dry it for you?He didn't refuse and took off his clothes and exposed his strong chest muscles. It was obvious that he had practiced in the gym.

I feel inferior to this. I have been working for many years and my white flesh has long been a little loose.

He deliberately touched the model and walked to the table to drink a sip of water and rest. I noticed that my wife's eyes never left his strong figure from beginning to end, and she looked extremely shy.

I asked him to sit in the chair and rest for ten minutes first, climbed into the bed and kissed his wife, and asked in a low voice: Did you feel comfortable just now?She nodded.

I knew that her lower body had been distracted just now and her sexual desire was erect. I quickly put some more medicine and took the opportunity to start stroking her breasts and nipples. She pushed me and said: Someone is here.

I whispered: He can't see it.So I started sucking her nipples and gently sucking her vagina and clitoris with my fingers. Her lower body kept twisting, making my fingers full of vaginal fluid.

After touching this for seven or eight minutes, from her reaction, I knew she was about to reach orgasm. I glanced at the masseur, and he asked suddenly with tacit understanding: Miss, are you going to continue pressing?

I pretended to be scared and pulled out my fingers, and the stimulation I gave her suddenly stopped. Based on my past experience, I knew she was the most painful at this time, and I was looking forward to something that could fill her pussy and let her reach the peak at one time.

My wife was breathing rapidly and looked very uncomfortable, but I said: You can start massage again.

My wife seemed to be unsatisfied and reluctantly lay back on the bed. The masseur sat back next to her and deliberately started massage from her thighs. Sure enough, the knuckles began to rub her clitoris again. Since the other side was wet, I believe that my wife's pussy must be itchy at this time.

About three or five minutes later, I deliberately asked: Are your eyes amblyopia or blind?He said that he was completely blind since childhood and could not see anything, and his wife was still silent, with only rapid breathing.

At this moment, I suddenly asked him directly: Your figure is really good. Is there any female customer Zeng Jing asking you to provide more passionate services?He replied: There have been three or five times.I said: Are they satisfied?He replied: Maybe God is trying to win me. Although I am blind, I seem to be superior in this regard. Others say they are extremely satisfied, and I treat it as a consensual one-night stand...

I think my wife should have been teased to the extreme at this time, so I quickly struck while the iron was hot and said: Can you try it today?He said: If you want, you can try it!My wife showed a shocked expression, but she said softly: No, no, no!

I quickly walked over and whispered to comfort her: It doesn't matter, he can't see anything anyway, and he doesn't know who you are. He can't recognize us after leaving today.My wife didn't reply, so I began to continue kissing and touching her, and I focused on the sensitive areas. My wife began to close her eyes and moan.

Two minutes later, he suddenly walked to his wife naked and began to touch her breasts with me.

My wife felt that there were more hands on her body, so she was shocked and opened her eyes. As a result, we were shocked by his huge penis with his head held high and erect: This is not the size of an oriental person!

My eye view is almost 20 cm, and the most important thing is black and thick. The erect penis is deep brown, vaguely revealing the cyan blood vessels; the purple-black glans is a large oval shape, like a small egg, and even men feel excited when they see it.

My wife dodged for a moment, and I quickly kissed her and said: I love you, I am really excited now!She was probably knocked out by desire, and closed her eyes again, allowing our hands to wander on her.

I took a dark scarf and slapped her eyes to relieve her tension. Then the two men kissed and touched every inch of her skin, and took turns sucking her nipples and fiddling with her clitoris and pussy.

My wife's body began to twist. I pulled her up slightly and put my penis into her mouth to thrust back and forth. She knelt on the bed and raised her butt, her small labia slightly opened, revealing the tender red flesh inside. The masseur took the opportunity to bury her head between her two buttocks, licked her clitoris and labia, and then began to lick her anus quickly with the tip of her tongue. She was so excited that she let out a beast-like roar. While I was teasing her with obscene words, I gestured to the masseur that it was time.

He stood by the bed and held his huge thick black penis with his hand, aimed it at the hole where my wife had already flooded with vaginal fluid. He thrust his waist and simmered one-third of it. His wife said a lot, and said: No... Don't do this... I used my right hand to stop it, but I didn't expect to hold it on the thick black penis that had been inside. Oh... She made a sound of excitement or something, and she didn't seem to really want to pull it out. I quickly went to comfort her.

Seeing her back facing the masseur and gently pinch her hot penis that had been wet with vaginal fluid with her fingers, she seemed to want to test how thick and long it was. I accelerated the speed in her mouth, so she had to retract her hand and support it on the bed.

At this time, the masseur pulled back and thrust harder. After my wife screamed, she spit out my penis and pulled the scarf on her eyes with her hand. She couldn't help but look back and saw that his thick and black penis had completely entered my wife's pussy!

Only a bunch of black pubic hair was left outside.

Then the masseur held my wife's buttocks and began a series of rapid and crazy thrusts. After fucking for nearly seven or eight minutes, I had not stopped. I have to admit that I have never heard my wife make such a shrill and crazy moan in this life.

She shouted: No...it's really not!Oh...I'm going to fly up...oh...oh...I'm going to fly up...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...and hysterical, as he thrusts quickly, he kept shouting.

Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to ejaculate...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Seeing his wife reaching orgasm, she twitched for a while and then lay on the bed with no sign of strength, but he still had no intention of ending. He pulled out his penis that had been swollen thicker and larger, turned his wife over, grabbed her legs and placed it on his shoulder, and inserted it again in the posture of an old man pushing a cart.

But after two or three minutes of thrusting, my wife was fucked and shouted wildly again: Oh...oh...no...it's not possible...it's coming again...I'm going to ejaculate again...stop...stop...oh...however...will be fucked again...stop...oh...will be unable to stand it...oh...oh...how can't stand it...oh...how can't...stop...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can...how can't...how can't...how can't...how can...how can...how can...how can...how can...how can...how can...

The masseur became more and more powerful as he inserted his wife. He pulled her hands around his neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, then supported her wife's butt with both hands and picked her up and hung her around her waist, and inserted her while walking in the room.

My wife seemed to be crazy and screamed all the way, and she could no longer tell whether she was crying, joy, or excitement; the vaginal fluid kept pouring out of her vagina, flowing along the masseur's penis to his scrotum, and then accumulated at the bottom and dripping to the ground.

Since the masseur's thick penis was inserted into my wife's vagina, it has been thrusting wildly for more than 30 minutes in a blink of an eye. My wife's orgasm has also happened twice, but there is still no sign of him being about to ejaculate, which makes me secretly admire it.

At this time, he put his wife back on the bed, and his penis remained stuck in his vagina. His wife's legs were hanging weakly beside his waist, sweating all over his body, and he was exhausted. His entire vagina was fucked red and swollen, and even the two labia minora were hard and raised, but the vaginal fluid was still venting wildly, and soon wet the bed sheets under his butt.

He adjusted his body and started to thrust again. He only heard the sound of the two men's lower bodies colliding and the masseur's own murmur: It's so tight... It's really so tight... It's really so tight... Soon, my wife started moaning again, um, AhAh.

As the speed of thrusting accelerated, my wife's oh...the sound was getting longer and longer. It seemed that her third orgasm was about to come soon.

I could no longer bear it, so I quickly inserted my penis into my wife's mouth and thrust hard. My wife occasionally forgot to lick my penis because she was too excited, and occasionally because the other person inserted it too deeply, she couldn't help but spit out my penis and open her mouth and shout.

I saw my wife holding his waist with both hands, her legs stretched to the sky with excitement, and trying to spread to both sides because she hoped that his penis would go deeper. I saw her overly excited and tightly stretched her feet, and her legs twitched wildly and shivered.

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Amid the crazy sound of slap, I did something I didn't dare to do during my oral sex because I was afraid that she would vomit, so I inserted my penis into the deepest part of my wife's throat. My wife kept shaking her head because it was too deep. I no longer tried to pity Xiang Xiyu, but pressed her shoulders hard. I saw with my own eyes that a muscle bulged due to the foreign object being inserted too deep, and there were constant convulsions and ups and downs of wanting to vomit.

Seeing the painful expression on her face, I wanted to struggle but couldn't move, and my lower body was also frantically thrusting by the masseur's huge penis at the same time, I became even more excited.

The glans was squeezed by my wife's throat muscles. I watched the masseur's big penis with blue veins keep going in and out of her vagina. I finally couldn't help but shoot the semen into the deepest part of her throat. Her throat obviously had difficulty swallowing, but I pressed her harder as if I had lost my mind. Later, I found that her face seemed to be twisted and deformed and turned purple-red. I was afraid that she would choke her to death if she played too much, so I quickly pulled out her penis. She made two or three retching sounds but couldn't spit out anything.

I saw the masseur pressing his hands tightly on his wife's arms and making the fastest thrusts. From my experience, he should be about to end.

After three minutes of thrusting in and out for the most in depth and fastest, he was in his wife. Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...he suddenly pulled out and shot a lot of semen on his chest.

The first shot was the farthest, and it was all touched on my wife's hair and forehead; the rest was shot on my wife's breasts, and some shot on my wife's lower abdomen, and the last few drops squeezed out were wiped on my wife's nipples.

He gasped and stuffed his penis, which had not yet become soft after ejaculation, back into his wife's vagina, and leaned on his wife's lower abdomen and could no longer speak; his wife was exhausted, leaving only her chest rising and falling due to violent breathing, and her vagina twitched from orgasm, and used her vagina to tightly hold his penis to give him another massage.

I blinked at him very satisfied. He smiled at me slightly as if very satisfied and tired, and then slowly pulled out his half-soft penis from his wife's vagina.

When I took a shower, I thanked each other repeatedly when I saw him out. I didn’t spend half a cent to satisfy my curiosity and expectations in recent years and made my sexual fantasy come true. He also played such a pure and conservative girl in vain without spending half a cent, and sent him out in a strange atmosphere where the two felt a win-win situation.

After returning to the room, my wife had come to her senses. She was rubbing the semen on her chest and hair with toilet paper. Her face turned over and fell asleep without taking a shower.

I asked her if she was satisfied. She closed her eyes and nodded shyly. I knew that I had successfully taken the first step, and my journey to train my pure wife was about to begin.

sorry!Let you wait for a long time.In order not to disappoint everyone and wait for a long time, I was driven out by staying up late and fighting for a whole night without sleeping when my wife returned to her parents' home. It's worthy of everyone!

After all my words and words, I finally got a second chance. It should not be too successful, but it was also a good start!

After the first article was published to see my wife being fucked (interested friends can use the search function above to search by author or title), I am very happy that many good friends left messages to express their opinions or discuss them together. I like this feeling!

So before you start reporting your second experience, please allow me to express some of my thoughts.

Actually, I was puzzled when I started to have such strange ideas. I think the point is that my wife is too simple and cute. I remember I heard a saying a long time ago: Men all expect to see pure girls doing evil things; the purer girls doing evil things, the more excited the men will be.I think this is also the reason why in Asia, the simpler and ignorant Japanese AV actresses are more popular!

In addition, from my perspective, I am really satisfied with my wife's face and figure. For a long time, I have fantasized that I can't stand up when I see other men naked when they see her naked will make me more sure of my vision of choosing my wife, and treat my wife as a treasure, feeling that I am really happy.