Create a slutty wife and enjoy sexual happiness (wife and mature adult novel)

Fortunately, I have an excellent wife. She is not very beautiful, but she has a good temperament, is smart, and is very kind to the elderly and children. We have been married for nearly ten years. When our love developed into family affection, there was less romance and impulse, and our days passed quietly in a dull manner.

Since she resigned in 1998 to work as a translator in a foreign company, our lives have changed. At first, it was because she had more social engagements and did less and less housework, so I almost became a half-nanny. Later, it developed into a situation where she would be away for a whole month, leaving us father and daughter to live a life that was not like home. Although I was angry, she was doing it for the family after all, and we have always had a good relationship and rarely had arguments after marriage.

Through constant communication, understanding gradually calmed me down.

In 2000, I quit my previous job and started my own business with the support of old customers.
Now I regret it too late. Gradually, my life became more affluent. I bought a car, moved to a new house, hired a nanny, and I felt much more relaxed. It felt like a good life had just begun.

People say, "When you are poor, you think about food and clothing; when you are well fed, you think about sex." My experience is that this is not only reflected in men,
In fact, the same is true for women. As the environment changes, we bid farewell to pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. We seem to have more energy than before, and romance has unknowingly returned to our lives. This romance is not just about the moon and flowers, nor is it limited to roses and foreign wine. What is more important is the change in sexual concepts. This change made her truly become a woman for the first time in more than ten years of marriage, and experience the wonderful feeling that orgasm brings her.

Many people may not believe it when I say this, but it was then that we knew what porn was and that sex could be like that. Think about how much happiness was deprived of life in the closed era of the past! Teenagers are not allowed to watch A
I absolutely agree with the film, but for adults, I will never understand this kind of isolation.

I remember it was her "wedding night" after she returned from a trip abroad. After the nanny and the child fell asleep, I couldn't wait to throw her on the bed and prepare for battle. After foreplay, she mysteriously took out a CD box from her bag.
While opening it, she said to me with a blushing face: "I'm asking you to see something, don't be angry!" I smiled and said: "Have we ever been angry?" Actually, at that time I thought it might be the porn movie we had talked about many times.

Sure enough, it was a set of beautifully packaged genuine French porn films. We opened our laptops, took off our clothes and lay on the bed, and began our first sex skills education class in our lives. That night she had her first orgasm, and she imitated the actions of the woman in the movie. She found the feeling after I fucked her while she masturbated.

Since then, we have found a sexual method that suits us through learning. She has an orgasm almost every time we make love, and our relationship has been sublimated by the wonderful physical intimacy.

I like listening to her talk about interesting things happening abroad. Every time she comes back, she would tell me many stories, including those about nude bathing beaches, red-light districts, nudist camps, unusual family gatherings, etc. I was fascinated by listening to all of these and gradually began to envy the open life in the West and their completely self-centered outlook on life. The concept of enjoying sex was also a consensus between my husband and me.

Driven by this idea, I began to have a fantasy, which gradually evolved into a desire, which is to make my wife happier in sex! Because I believe that pleasurable sex is an important factor in maintaining harmony between couples. I love my family and I care about my wife, so I have the desire to make her happier.

Before this, every time my wife went on a long journey, I would have many nightmares. Although I am not an experienced person in the world,
But I also know clearly how irresistible the temptations of the outside world are. That worry is not a fleeting thought, but a real pain. At that time, when she came back, I would be excited but would unconsciously spy on her every move, trying desperately to find some unusual changes in her mobile phone, handbag, eyes, tone of voice and even in her sex movements, but I never found anything.

As our sexual concepts changed, our casual conversations during sex went further and further, often starting from her stories and making some jokes about swapping the protagonists. She used to always ask me if I missed her when she was away for a long time. What should I do now? How did you solve your own problem? How many times a week do you solve it? I always answer truthfully about how much I masturbate. At that time, I asked her if she wanted to, and she always replied with disdain: "Do you think women are like you?" (Now that I think about it, she didn't mean to, but was just pretending, right? Haha!)

Later, she no longer avoided the question and told me directly that she had also learned to masturbate. When she shyly said that she had learned to masturbate, I was surprised at first, and then I burst into laughter. She asked me, "What are you laughing at? Isn't that normal?" I said seriously, "It's totally normal. This is what a woman should be like. She knows how not to put herself in a difficult position."

I asked her mischievously, "You always said before that you wouldn't have those thoughts when there was no external stimulation, or even if you had thoughts, you would take the initiative to do other things to make them fade away. Why have you changed now?" Her answer was just a "hehe" laugh.

I hate that she always sleeps in her underwear. It would be great if I could wake up in the middle of the night and touch a smooth body! to this end,
Even if I didn't want to have sex, I would often mischievously strip her clothes off and convince her to sleep naked like me. After a long time, I won't have to take any action anymore. Two warm bodies relied on each other and lived happily.

In fact, life needs to find novelty and romance in constant change. Any lifestyle will last for a long time.
It will also appear bland. To this end, I began to constantly update my ideas and try every possible way to add some interest to the life of my couple.
I took advantage of a business trip to buy something called a vibrator. After I got home, I tried to use it on her before having sex. Maybe people are different. I saw a lot of people saying online how fun this thing is, but my wife didn't like it at all. She asked me to take it away angrily. It was very embarrassing. We only used it once and then threw it into the trash.

I was unwilling to give up, so I bought her an electric dildo. She didn't refuse it, but she said she didn't feel any pleasure when using it. It was not really fun, and it was hard and inconvenient. After using it three or four times, it ended up like the vibrator. And she said to me, "Don't do those things anymore, I don't like it!" Although she didn't like it, she still understood my feelings and knew that I wanted to make my sex life more interesting and colorful.

"Fake ones are not fun, how about I find you a real one?" I often tease her like this, and she always says with a bit of naughtiness and provocation: "Just find me and I'll play!"

By chance, I came across a couples dating website, where I got a lot of inspiration, read many articles and pictures, and often asked her to read the good articles and pictures together. One day, I saw a post about a wife looking for a sexual partner. It said that the penis must be longer than 18 centimeters. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are there any in China that long?" I smiled and said, "Of course there are!"

She said, "I read in a book that the average Chinese person's penis is 14 centimeters. There are even some that long! We are catching up with foreigners."

I asked, "Have you seen foreigners' movies?"

She said, “It’s on the video!”

I said, "Haven't you seen real foreigners? You're always abroad and you can't even accomplish this!" She pinched me hard.

She doesn't like surfing the Internet very much and will only come here if there is something good to see. I downloaded a lot of A
I often watch some porn movies and some small sex movies to stimulate her sexual desire. It really works.
She is a woman who is very sensitive to language stimulation, so I often tell her some exciting topics or stories while having sex.
This way she can get into the role faster and the climax will be particularly intense.

For this reason, I almost regarded making up stories as a preparatory lesson before having sex. There were stories about a lonely widow who seduced a young man, a wife who had an affair, the sexual health therapy process of women in foreign countries... and so on. Anyway, they were all stories about women who had committed adultery.

When we reach climax, I will tell her: "Look at other women. How many men have they tried in their lives! Big, small, all kinds, how happy they are! You can find one too. I won't object as long as you are happy."
She would respond incoherently while moaning: "Look...quickly...help me find it...I want..."

We have a habit of having early morning sex, mainly because she likes it. I made up some dreams and told them to her, telling her how I dreamed of her having sex with another man, how it was done, and the scene of her being pressed under me. I told her every detail and it made her feel hot all over. But one thing is, every time I tell her about this when I am sober, I always get a gentle scolding! Hahahaha…why? Ladies, please tell me, what do you think?

It is so difficult to make her understand my thoughts and change her way of life, but no matter how difficult it is,
I will also work tirelessly to fully develop men's tenacious and shameless revolutionary spirit towards sex! Our child started to study in boarding school, so we fired the nanny. Now there are just two of us at home, and we can finally have fun!

During that time, my naughty childhood character, which had decayed as I grew up, began to sprout in the second spring. Idle and bored,
We played poker. The loser had to take off his clothes. When he was naked, he was punished to eat bananas for three minutes at a time until one of us asked for sex. Occasionally when she was cooking, I would quietly take off her pajamas from behind and run away. She would laugh and chase me, calling me a hooligan. After a few times, she simply stopped scolding and just stood in the kitchen with her lower body naked while cooking, saying, "No one can see me anyway, so I'll just take it off!" There are many other little tidbits that I can't remember at the moment, but they were having a great time anyway,
It's quite fun.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed. During this year, she began to learn how to use the Internet, and the Internet became another spiritual support for her in her spare time. I have no objection to this at all and always encourage her to do what she wants to do. Her happiness is my happiness.

What excited me the most was an incident that happened this spring. Her foreign friends came to China for vacation (Spaniards, a group of three, two men and one woman). One of the men came to see her specially, and she accompanied him for dinner and came back after ten o'clock in the evening. I was playing on the computer at that time. She said hello to me and went to take a shower. I asked with a smile, "Are you having fun?" She just smiled.

When she finished her bath, I also went to bed. She lay beside me and looked at me silently. I smiled and asked her:
"What's wrong with you? Are you excited to see an old friend?"

She hit me lightly and said, "He hugged and kissed me, that's all."

I asked, “How does it feel?”

She didn't answer directly, but continued, "He asked me to go to the hot springs with him tomorrow night."

I said, "Does this guy know that we have a hot spring here?"

She said, "No, I introduced it to him when we were chatting."

I said excitedly, "You can go if you like! But..."

"But what?" she asked.

"Haha... be careful!" I scratched the tip of her nose and said softly.

Because I often advise her to learn to enjoy life and not to let herself down in this life, and she also knows clearly that I don't mind her having sex with the opposite sex she likes.

The next day she got up early, dressed beautifully, and looked at me mischievously before leaving, as if waiting for my final instructions. I hugged her and said, "Be safe, I'll wait for you to come back!"

"What? It's like going to the battlefield!" She giggled and walked out of the house...

At around nine o'clock she sent me a text message saying, "I've arrived, checked in, and everything is going well." I replied, "Does he live next door?" She replied, "Not far, very close, with a bedside table between us, haha!" We both smiled back at the same time.

The next day, she came back around ten o'clock at night. Without waiting for her to change her clothes, I hugged her tightly and kissed her for a long time.

She asked me softly, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I thought a lot about it."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Safe! I don't know if you understand what I mean by 'safe'."

"Haha, I see! You're the only one who worries."

She changed her clothes and started packing her backpack. I watched her from the side. She said shyly, "Stop watching. Go play your own game!"

I said, "No, I want to look at you. Seeing you happy makes me happier than you."

She smiled mischievously and started to take out an umbrella, cosmetics, toothbrushes, a pair of pink panties that were crumpled into a ball... Finally, she smiled and threw something to me. I took it in my hand and saw that it was condoms. There were five small hardcover boxes with two left in them. "This is what you call safe, right?" she said with a blushing face.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I pushed her down on the bed. She closed her eyes and moaned in the happy memories... In order to avoid embarrassment, I didn't ask her too many details that night.

It had been more than a month since the incident. I was resting at home that day, and when I woke up in the morning she had already gone to work. I ate something casually, sat down in front of the computer and started wandering around aimlessly. Occasionally I remembered that my wife said that the computer was a bit slow and asked me to tidy it up when I have time. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I might as well do something useful!

I accidentally opened her picture folder, and six pictures of naked thumbs appeared in front of me at once. I clicked them hurriedly, feeling confused at first and then surprised. Although the photos did not show her face, I could tell from her figure that it was my beloved wife.

One is a photo of my wife after taking a bath. She is wiping her hair with a towel with both hands. The white towel covers her face, and her slightly drooping plump breasts are exposed on her chest. The second photo is my wife lying face down on the bed, with her hands under her forehead and a big furry hand on her butt. The third photo is my wife holding that huge thing in her hand and stroking it. The next photo is a close-up of my wife's vagina with her legs apart. Under the wet thatch, there is obvious gurgling of water. There is another photo of my wife raising her legs, and the man is kneeling between her legs, with the thick glans inserted in her flower bud. The last photo is also a close-up of my wife's vagina. The red flower bud and the sides of her white thighs are obviously flushed after being hit violently.

That moment really excited me! Isn't this the picture of her having sex with her Spanish friend from a month ago?
Before that, I tentatively asked her about how she felt during that sexual intercourse, and she just said embarrassedly that it was a bloated and dizzy feeling. After looking at the photos, I understood what kind of dizziness and swelling that was like. It might be the sexual feeling that I would never be able to give her in my entire life.

I sat in front of the computer for a long time, wondering why she didn't take the initiative to show it to me? Out of a woman's natural self-esteem? Or do you want to quietly savor that beautiful moment of passion in your heart? Looking through those photos over and over again,
He imagined the heartwarming scene of that moment in his mind, and occasionally muttered to himself in a wicked way to the photos of life she placed on the table:
"You look so quiet, is this you? I love you! The little slut in my heart..."

As I looked at her and thought about her, a strong feeling of love arose spontaneously. What a beautiful wife, what a happy wife... The cheerful ringtone of Rising Lion interrupted my thoughts. It was already noon.

I picked up the phone, called her cell phone, and asked playfully, "What are you doing, honey?"

"I just came back from the cafeteria!"

"Are you having any social events tonight?"

"It seems not. What?"

"Let's go home and eat! What do you want to eat? I'll make it. Hehe!"

"Oh, I feel dizzy..."

"Then take some pills to prevent dizziness! Haha, I'll wait for you tonight!"

I hung up the phone, got up, went downstairs and ran straight to the vegetable market, and then returned with a full load.

I hummed a little tune while cooking and cleaning the house. Before I knew it, it was time to get off work. I put four dishes and a soup on the table, opened a bottle of French red wine, sat on the sofa, looked around, and began to wait for my wife. I thought to myself that you wouldn’t know anything unless you did housework. I’ve been busy for most of the day and I’m so tired but I don’t see any results. It’s really not easy to be a woman!

She came back and looked around as soon as she entered the room. Then she looked at me with a confused look. I tried my best to put on a nonchalant expression and said to her, "Are you stupid? What are you looking at? There's no one else."

Then she smiled and said, "Something's wrong! Something's wrong with you today!"

"What's wrong? It's not like I haven't been in the kitchen or done housework before."

"You must be in trouble!"

"Hehe... I'm taking a break today, so I'll serve you once! Don't make a fuss. Now, go wash up and have dinner!"

After she finished washing, she went into the room, changed into a pink nightgown, and sat down opposite me. She rested her white arms lightly on the table, smiling and talking to me with a puzzled look. I understood that she was still desperately searching for the answer. I was nonchalantly drinking on the side, and her silly and cute look in my peripheral vision almost made me laugh out loud.

After pouring the wine, I raised the glass, waved it in front of her eyes and said, "What are you thinking about? Are you stupid?"

My wife pouted and said, "No, I won't eat unless you tell me why!"

"What? It's nothing, really. I'm just resting at home and want to do some housework!"

"No, it's not that simple, is it? You are quite special today."

"Haha...eat quickly, the food is getting cold. You women are so meticulous that you make simple things complicated and won't give up until you get to the bottom of it." I said as I picked up a piece of fish and put it in her bowl.

"No, no. Tell me now!"

They persisted like this for a while. I didn't say anything and she didn't ask anything before they started eating.

We chatted about everything under the sun while drinking. Gradually, she seemed to have forgotten "why". We talked about everything from her clients to the daily lives of her colleagues, from clothes in the mall to beauty cosmetics. It was the first time, really the first time, that I could remember listening to her patiently talk about women's issues that had nothing to do with me, and without any impatience. On the contrary, it made me feel that women are so easy to satisfy. A small gesture and a little bit of care will make her feel full of happiness, which will bring a romantic and harmonious atmosphere to the whole family.

At this moment, I realized the importance of the art of living, and understood more deeply that mutual respect and love are the true meaning of the evergreen relationship between husband and wife.

"Oh, I don't want to eat anymore. I'm dying of fullness! Haha, I'm going to get fat again." My wife put down her chopsticks, leaned back, and patted her stomach with both hands and shouted.

After dinner, my wife started to busy herself with clearing the table. I lit a cigarette and ran around my wife like a follower. After my wife cleared the table, she said she had eaten too much and asked me to go for a walk with her, but how could she know what I was thinking? At this moment, I still couldn't get over those scenes. I wanted to fight her for thirty rounds right away, but after thinking about it, I decided to endure it. It was still early, otherwise she would make fun of me again. So I agreed to take a walk in the nearby park.

As we were walking and chatting, when we passed by my colleague's neighborhood, I suddenly remembered that my colleague had said that he had recently made some good movies.
Tell me to show it to you when you have time. I thought, isn’t tonight a good time to watch a movie and have sex? Use a film to stimulate her.
Find out the whole process of that night. Ha ha……

So I took out my cell phone and called my colleague. When the call was connected, it was my colleague. We exchanged a few pleasantries.
I asked quietly, "Are those things you mentioned at home?" My colleague smiled and said, "Yes! Did you use them to pick up girls or..."

"Stop talking nonsense and send it down to me. Your sister-in-law and I are downstairs." I urged.

"Fuck! We're already downstairs, but you didn't even let my sister-in-law come up and sit for a while. You're so damn lazy!"

“Hurry up!”

"Okay, okay!"

After a while, my colleague came downstairs, greeted his wife, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Take it easy!" He stuffed something into my hand and went upstairs with a smile.

My wife asked me, "What is that? Why are you whispering?" I smiled and said, "It's an adult film. I'll show it to you tonight, haha!"

"Why do you men like to watch these things? It's so immoral!" After saying that, my wife pinched me lightly, then held my arm with both hands and walked out of the community.

To be honest, I didn't have the heart to take a walk. We just strolled around the park for a short while, less than half an hour, and then dragged my wife home. Along the way, I hummed my favorite English song "When
you
told
me
you
love
me”
I couldn't remember the lyrics, so I pieced them together. She said nothing, holding my arms tightly with both hands.
She rested her head on my shoulder, half-closed her eyes, and let me take her anywhere...

After returning home, we laughed and started taking a shower together. I first picked up the shower head and adjusted the water temperature. My wife wrapped her hair with a towel and stood in front of the mirror admiring herself. My wife's body is well maintained, her plump breasts are slightly sagging, but still very attractive; the garden is covered with thick thatch, and a gap hidden in the bushes is faintly visible... As I look at it, I remember that there was once a huge thing occupying that place, and my little brother can't help but get excited.

In the mirror she smiled and asked me, "Hey! What are you thinking about? You've been watching for so many years, but you still can't resist the temptation?"

"Hey, your good friend just left and I haven't had a good look at him for a few days!"

"Oh, if you watch it every day you won't have any reaction, right? Humph!" My wife pouted again.

"Anyway, you look very sexy today, more beautiful than usual."

She turned around and reached out to grab my penis and said, "You little pervert, you are doing housework and flattering me because you need something from me, right?"

"Hahaha..." We laughed at the same time.

I took a shower first and started to implement the plan I had made on the way. First, he turned on the computer and used software to burn her photos into a looping animation and placed it next to the DVD player in the living room. Then he went into the bedroom, took out a blanket, folded it and spread it on the floor. Because you can't play movies in the bedroom, you can't watch them while doing it,
The sofa is a bit narrow, which is not conducive to fully displaying my skills... Haha, I really racked my brains for this.

After everything was done, she was almost ready, so he went into the bathroom, helped her dry her body, and then surrounded his wife from behind and went into the living room.

"What are you doing?" she asked me when she saw the blanket.

"It's cool here." I didn't say much and just hugged her and fell on the sofa. I turned her over deftly like flipping a playing card, and almost at the same time, our two mouths stuck together.

After teasing for a while, I got up, took the adult film, put it into the DVD player and started playing it. I sat on the blanket with my back against the sofa and let my wife half lie between my parted legs. While caressing her breasts, I began to accept the stimulation of the picture.

The filming location seemed to be in Thailand. Two Western men walked into the room under the guidance of a girl and started having sex... My wife watched quietly, her little hands scribbling on my legs from time to time. I kissed her earlobes and neck and rubbed her nipples.

After a while, my wife's legs, which were lying flat, gradually began to move, sometimes bending, sometimes crossing...

"Wow! These two men's things are so big! Do you think the little girl can bear it?" I asked.

"Well, it's really thick! Actually, any woman can bear it, but if it's too thick, it might not be comfortable..." the wife replied with a slight breath.

"Is yours this big?" I asked her with a smile.

"I don't know either, about the same!"

"Hey, you haven't told me about your process yet! Do you play it like this? It's pretty crazy for Westerners, right?" I asked softly in her ear.

"I won't tell you, hehe..." As she said that, my wife turned around and put my little brother in her mouth.

I moved my wife away, laid flat on the blanket, and reached out to the garden. It was already wet, and a hard object could be clearly felt between the soft labia. She began to breathe rapidly, twisting slowly and rhythmically...

I stood up and pressed on her, but I didn't rush to insert it. I just rubbed my hard little brother left and right on my wife's private parts. My wife hugged me with both hands, buried her slightly hot face in my arms, and still looked at TV with her head tilted.

In the picture, a thick object is being thrust in and out of the little girl's body, while another object is being held in the little girl's mouth. The girl closed her eyes and frowned, occasionally looking up at what was stuck between her lower body, then fell down with a moan.

"Why does that girl look like she's in pain?" I asked my wife deliberately.

"That feels good. Didn't you see that she's all wet down there?" As my wife said this, she moaned and pushed upwards hard.

"Why does this look like crying?"

My wife couldn't help laughing out loud.

I then said, "If you have a chance, go find two or three others to play with you."

"I don't want it. One is enough to choke me." My wife closed her eyes, contracted her vagina, and hugged me tightly.

After watching for a while, my wife was obviously unable to hold back and wanted more. I stood up and replaced the burned disc, then gestured to put it in. My wife raised her legs on her own initiative, and my little brother went in quickly as if he was entering his own home.
Maybe because she likes sports, my wife's lower body is always tight and elastic like when she was a girl.

"What are you changing to?" my wife asked. I just smiled and didn't answer.

"Compared to others, is my little brother too small? Do you think it would feel better if it was bigger?" I asked softly while thrusting.

At this time, the video started playing. My wife was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes and started hitting me with both hands, shouting softly, "You're annoying! You're annoying! I won't watch it, I won't watch it!"

I started to smile mischievously and said, "Why did you save it if you didn't want to read it? Can't you forget it? My little slutty wife, you are so slutty! You are so cute!"

"Look, look! You've taken all of his stuff. Look how stretched your little mouth is." I said gently.

She turned her head to look at the screen and said to me, "He said he took a lot of pictures, but the email was too slow, so he only sent these few."

"I can see you guys are really into it. Your pussy has turned red from being fucked. It must be very comfortable, right?"

"Well, it's swollen from inside to outside, and I can't stand it if I play with it endlessly..." My wife began to speak incoherently.

"I didn't abuse you, did I? As long as my wife is happy, I can do whatever I want, as many times as I want, but I have to bully you.
I won’t let you! "Ah...ah..." I moaned.

"Well, no, he was very gentle, afraid that I couldn't handle it all at once, so he rubbed my pussy slowly first... and then pushed it in little by little until it was all in... pressing on me... his mouth wasn't idle either... I couldn't breathe...
It’s swelling inside…”

My wife began to recall while moaning: "He kept saying that my pussy was small and he was afraid of hurting me. While he was fucking me, he kept asking me: 'Does it feel good? Do you want me to be gentler?' I said: 'I am yours tonight... play with me... as long as you like, you can do whatever you want with me...' He started to fuck me hard. I was numb and didn't know anything. I didn't know how many times I had orgasmed. My brain was blank... ah... ah... ah..." My wife's moans became more and more intense.
We reached climax together.

Afterwards I asked her, "You used three condoms that night. He was really good!"

"Haha, what? We only did it twice. The first time, he ejaculated not long after putting it in, and we started again after getting hard. The other time was the next day before we broke up." She explained with a blushing face.

In this way, my wife transformed from a reserved woman into an avant-garde woman who knew how to enjoy life in just a few years. I believe that my approach will not be recognized by most people. Those who find it difficult to understand may call me a pervert.
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