The Real Story of Couples' Incest (Adult Stories about Celebrities)

Couples' adultery

Chapter 1: My Wife's Ex-Boyfriend

I am not good at expressing my emotions, and I feel embarrassed about intimacy between couples. So usually

When there are outsiders, I always reject her intimate actions in a serious and proper manner, which makes my wife think that I don’t love her.

she.

I always feel that love should be in the heart. The "love" we say every day may not be true love.

Isn't that a word that those slick-tongued playboys often say? But how many of them are sincere?

But my wife obviously doesn't see it that way.

When I was dating my wife, maybe because I didn't care enough about her, she once came between me and another man.

She wavered and threw herself into the arms of that man.

I have seen this man before. He is my wife's colleague, and we work in the same office. He is from Guangdong, thin, and not very tall.

He is tall, wears a pair of small glasses, has a relatively big mouth, and to be honest, his appearance does not look good enough for the audience.

I also heard from others that he is several years older than me. Maybe he has some money and is a local.

He is a man who can fool girls. I heard that he has been involved with several ignorant little girls in his wife's company.

When my wife says I don't care about her, she always mentions how that man used egg white and honey to make her apply it on her neck.

skin diseases. But I was quite confident at that time and didn't care too much, firstly because we had already slept together (now I see

First, I was actually very naive at that time), and second, I didn’t believe she would be stupid enough to fall for such a trick.

But my wife couldn't resist the temptation of sweet talk at that time, and she left when I was on a business trip at an inopportune time.

At 12 o'clock, she lay under the man.

It is not an exaggeration to describe those days as dark. I believe that friends who have experienced a broken heart or a lover's change of heart

All understandable.

Just a few things will suffice to explain how I felt at that time.

I have to take two sleeping pills every night to fall asleep.

Sometimes I couldn’t help crying in the toilet at work. Once I cried so hard on the rooftop that I felt dizzy and almost fell down.

go.

He went to the man's dormitory with a kitchen knife and cut a hole in the thin iron door.

I waited for my wife downstairs of her dormitory all night. It rained all night and I didn't have an umbrella.

Although I was frustrated, I didn't just sit there and wait for death, and did nothing. I tried my best to be patient with that man.

Careful and loving, although this is not my strong point.

I wrote a diary and gave it to my wife when I was ready to finish. Unfortunately, I found my wife again.

After the man got there, I took back all the things I gave her, including shoes, clothes, and diaries, in front of her.

Throw the noodles into the trash can. Among them, there is such a sour poem:

Today a woman came

She is a warm and kind aunt.

Know my current situation

Warm words comfort me

I try to appear indifferent

I hope she won't be too sad when she sees this.

Or too bad.

I like to hear her say

You are a good girl

But maybe she doesn't know

I'm not a good boy

Not romantic

Not gentle enough

Can't share

Lover's Sorrow

Any woman who follows me

Will not feel happy

Of course you won't

Even though in my heart

I'm still so passionate

thinking of you

My wife's close friends almost all support me and speak on my behalf by giving me facts and reasons. But my wife is always

I was undecided between that man and I, and secretly maintained a relationship with him at the same time.

I forgave her again and again, and she also betrayed me again and again for this man, but

In the end we got together. To be honest, the last time I promised to forgive her, I was determined to destroy

Her determination for revenge.

The development of the matter was beyond my expectation. Her kindness to me and the birth of my son under her persistence not only made me

I couldn't make up my mind to abandon her, and even urged her to get married in order to give my son a proper identity.

Marriage certificate. After that, we never mentioned her past for fear of hurting each other. For us, it's as if it never happened.

Have that kind of thing.

Our sex life became dull, but we never stopped having sex, except for three brief separations.

We do it almost every day when we are together.

There were days (and still are) when I only browsed cuckold articles online and fantasized about my wife.

Being fucked to death by other men, especially those with particularly thick and long dicks, with blue veins bulging and shiny hair all over.

Hei, thrusting in and out of his wife's juice-filled vagina, scraping the tender flesh inside the vagina, really made him aroused

Hard as iron.

I remember that I was the one who took the initiative to mention that person again. It was just a routine sex.

I thrust my entire cock deep into my wife's vagina, trembling a little with excitement about the questions I was about to ask.

My wife sensed my emotions and arched her body to respond to me eagerly.

"Does it feel good?" I asked her, panting, thrusting quickly and violently. I don't want her to be very clear

Ask her this question when she is awake to avoid embarrassment and get angry.

"It's so good... so good... ah... oh... fuck me to death!" The wife was a little incoherent, with a look of

A little confusing.

"It feels good...right?...Is it better than when he fucks you?" I could clearly hear my throat gurgling.

He uttered these words with difficulty, and at the same time, the speed of thrusting became noticeably faster.

"It feels better than his fucking...ah..." The wife answered excitedly without any hesitation or shame.

It made me feel a little heartbroken, and I felt her vaginal walls tightening and trembling.

"Have you compared me to your wild man many times? ... Fuck you, bitch..." I

Excitedly and with a vengeful mentality, he stabbed her twice. Damn, she already thought of someone before I even mentioned him.

He, the flesh hole still reacted so much, she probably thought that the dick inserted in her cunt was someone else's.

My wife didn't notice my change and moaned lewdly: "It feels so good...husband, you are the best now

"Fuck me to death...ah...fuck me faster..."

"Whose dick is bigger?"

"your……"

"Who fucked you well?"

"You're so good..."

"Isn't he enjoying it?" I put my wife's legs on my shoulders and thrust my cock into her three times in a row.

When it was fully inserted into the vagina that was flooded with love juice, it thrust forward and backward, causing water to splash everywhere and love sounds to be heard.

The wife opened her mouth with great effort and said intermittently: "Not happy...ah...so happy...so happy...so happy...

"

"Does he make you feel so good?" I pulled my cock out of that warm vagina again, and then

Just like the pile driver on the construction site, it suddenly went straight back in.

The wife let out an "oh" sound of pleasure and moaned, "He doesn't fuck me well, not at all...husband,

You fuck me so well...husband...I can't leave you...ah..." She tried hard to raise her head and stretch out her hands.

I held her legs, but I didn't let go of her legs. Finally, she cried helplessly, "Oh oh", and her hands moved from left to right.

The two white and plump breasts were constantly squeezed tightly together.

"He didn't enjoy it, but you let him fuck you so many times? Ah, you slut, do you really want to be fucked so badly?"

"I'm obsessed...husband...I will never let another man fuck me again...I want you forever

"Oh... ah... hubby... my cunt... ah... is for you alone... so good..."

"Your cunt has been fucked to pieces by other cocks, and you still say it's for me?" I said with a perverted tone.

The pleasure moved the buttocks up and down crazily, and every smooth penetration was so pleasurable and so satisfying.

"Does your husband... only have to use his rotten cunt? Well... fuck... fuck your rotten cunt to death." I panted

I feel a little uncomfortable.

"..." I pressed my wife's legs to her chest, with her buttocks raised high and her body in a U shape.

I was out of breath after the rapid impact: "Oh... my... cunt... was fucked by yours...

Big slut... fucked to pieces... fucked to pieces... ah... fucked to death..."

I was a little exhausted and my brain felt blank as if it was lacking oxygen. There has been almost no physical exercise in the past two years.

My body is no longer as strong as before. It has been at least 45 minutes since the insertion. This kind of intense piston movement is too

It consumes your energy.

I spread her legs and laid my whole body over her warm, soft body that was radiating heat. Like before

I was tired of having sex, my wife hugged my back tightly, closed her legs, and with her perfect cooperation, her hips

There was no pause in the thrusting, but each penetration was not as thorough and fierce as the last.

I like to use this traditional method of man on top and woman on bottom when I am exhausted and my wife is not satisfied.

Mode. In addition to the movement of the hips, the whole body can be kept in a relaxed and restful state, although this will be

The wife suspected laziness or routine, but at the same time she liked this method very much.

My wife slowly recovered from the storm and felt sorry for me: "Hubby... take a rest.

Next... let's take a break before we do it again..." She twisted around me like a lustful snake.

I was indeed a little tired, so I lay on top of her without moving. My wife immediately twisted her legs around my ass like an octopus

Her arms were tightly around me, afraid that my cock would fall out of her vagina. The flesh below was throbbing and tightening from time to time.

She was biting my cock gently.

I rubbed her earlobe with my cheek: "Have you ever fucked a hundred times?" I was surprised at how much I had become.

I remember the first time I knew she was staying overnight at that guy's place, I was so open-minded.

The kitchen knife came to the door. Now, apart from the fact that my voice was a little out of tune with excitement, I had no intention of grudge against anyone.

think.

"Well, that's annoying..." My wife slapped me on the butt and started to curl up.

"Is that so?" My hip moved.

"No..." My wife hugged me tighter.

"How many times?"

"..." The wife seemed to be hesitating.

"Honey, just tell me. I won't be angry." As he said this, he increased the speed of thrusting.

"Four...five times...ah..." Under the threat of my cock, my wife got into the mood again.

"It must be more than five times, tell me the truth! Slut, I'm going to fuck you to death!" She said it herself.

I was excited and a little angry, and I stabbed her hard.

"Really... not more than five times... ah... so good... fuck me quicker... hubby..."

"I don't believe it." I stopped moving: "If you don't tell the truth, I won't do it anymore."

"Really, husband, just five times... please, fuck me faster... husband... I can't take it anymore

ah. "The wife gritted her teeth and endured it, her whole body burning hot.

"Did you do it voluntarily, or did he force you?" Of course I knew that she entered the man's house and had sex with him.

home bed, but I still hope to hear her say another result.

"..."

"You volunteered... didn't you?"

"..."

"Really?" I pulled my cock out to her vaginal entrance and then stopped.

"Yes..." She quickly hugged my butt with both hands.

Before she finished speaking, I suddenly thrust into her: "You stinky bitch, you actually spread your cunt and asked me to fuck you!

I’m going to fuck you to death today... I’m going to fuck your stinky cunt to pieces... Do you still dare to ask a wild man to fuck you? Um? "

I was pumping fast and furiously.

"I don't dare anymore, husband... I won't dare to ask a wild man to fuck me anymore... You almost made me

Fuck it to death...I feel so good...ahhh...my pussy is fucked to pieces. The wife bent her body and kept shaking her head.

It's swinging.

I couldn't hold on any longer. A strong sense of pleasure surged into my head unstoppably. I held my hands tightly.

He held her shaking head in his hands and rammed his butt into her lower body with all his strength.

Once, twice, three times, and finally deep inside: "I cum... cum... ah... ah..." I

Shaking, his mind went blank again, he lost consciousness, once, twice, three times, as the cock thrust several times

His penis was erect, and streams of semen were erupting like a volcano, hitting the walls of her vagina with a "sizzling" sound.

My wife opened her mouth but could not make any sound. She just kept swallowing her saliva and her throat kept making gurgling sounds.

ring.

The intense orgasm lasted for nearly a minute before I collapsed weakly on my wife, gasping for breath. Wife like eight

She held me tightly in her arms like a clawed fish, moaning "husband, husband" while

Licking all over the face frantically.

Every time the game is over, I want to lie down and rest quickly, but my wife never wants to let me go so quickly.

She forced me to pull out of her vagina immediately and forced me to climb on top of her and hold her, and even talk to her.

thing.

After her orgasm subsided, I lifted my butt and pulled my dick out of her wet hole. Wife does not

I reluctantly loosened my arms and legs, and was able to turn over and lie flat on the bed. My wet cock was not soft at all, and was still erect.

Standing upright.

This situation is not common. In the past, when I was very energetic, it would happen after ejaculation, but today it was obvious.

exception.

The wife seemed to be very tired. She did not get up to wipe the mess on her lower body as usual. She lay lazily on her back.

Her breasts rose and fell with her gradually calming breathing, and her face was as red as a peach blossom.

Several casual eye contact, the unrestrained and unrestrained love-making made both of them feel a little uncomfortable.

Feeling embarrassed and awkward, my wife stopped talking to me as usual and turned over and lay with her back to me.

Without the direct pressure of face-to-face interaction, we were all immersed in the aftertaste of the surging passion just now. by

I don't want to talk about this topic, not because I am magnanimous, because as the injured party, I can

To get a sense of humility from the depths of his wife's heart throughout her life. If I don't mention it, my wife certainly won't reveal her shortcomings

. I took the initiative to break this taboo today, and surprisingly, it did not create any psychological barriers for both of us.

Instead of removing obstacles, it can rekindle the passion in our dull sex life.

It's been a long time since we've had such crazy sex and enjoyment.

Looking at my wife's curvy, smooth waist lying on her side, my heart is filled with love. Turn over

He hugged her, and the wife raised her head, and his left arm stretched out from under her neck and grabbed one of her big breasts.

What needs to be faced must be faced. I turned my wife's face and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

The wife closed her eyes and said shyly: "It feels good..."

I kissed her on the mouth, she struggled for a few seconds but then accepted it and sucked my mouth more passionately.

Water, tongue.

After finally breaking free, my wife looked at me with her charming eyes full of tenderness and blinked: "Husband,

I feel so comfortable. And you? "

"Me too." I stroked her slowly and said, "...tell me how he did it, okay?"

"What are you talking about..." My wife shyly buried her head in my arms, "It's all the same, what's there to say

of? "

"Just talk about it, it's okay." I urged, "It's been so long, I've let it go a long time ago."

"Have you really thought it through? Don't you hate me at all?" my wife asked me with a raised face.

"Really, now that I've figured it out, I'll just treat it as if my bike was stolen and then ridden around by a thief and found again!" I said

He said with a smile and sarcasm.

"You are the broken bicycle..." my wife retorted, shyly poking my waist.

The atmosphere became lively and we slowly talked about her and that man.

I asked her if he enjoyed it. How is it done? Who's on top? Have you ever eaten his dick? once

Letting go, she had no more scruples and answered whatever was asked. We never mentioned the man's name.

Words, but everyone understands it.

She said his thing was very big and long, like a donkey's dick, and it went deep every time and never finished.

He had inserted it all the way inside her, but it was never as comfortable as it was with me because it hurt her a little. There is only one posture.

He was on top, he did it for a long time, sometimes all night, she touched his dick but never ate it, he

I only ejaculated in her vagina, unlike me, who ejaculated everywhere.

We were both very excited during the question and answer process. I asked my wife to turn over and face away from me, and then I inserted my penis into her vagina again.

I asked her again, is his big dick better or my small dick? She said that big ones also have advantages, for example

She likes me to hold her and penetrate her from behind after she has an orgasm before going to sleep. Because mine is relatively short, after

The hardness is not very good, and it will slip out if you insert it barely and move it a little. But his won't, even if you put it in all night,

It won't fall off, and it won't get soft.

She said they really only did it five or six times in total, not the hundreds of times I had imagined.

Listening to my wife talking about her lover's greatness, imagining the bird's thick black cock in her willingly opened flesh hole

In and out without restraint, jealousy and lust burst out alternately, burning my cock hard and swollen, desperately like

Inserting into her vagina to vent.

Finally, my wife reached her third orgasm under my crazy fucking, and I also ejaculated and was exhausted.

After the incident, the wife said tenderly: "I still like yours, it's not too big or too small, just right for me, it makes me

So cool! "

I kind of believe what my wife said.

About half a month later, during a sex conversation with the woman on top, I became half-believing and half-doubting.

At that time, she held my neck and sat on my legs, her buttocks raised and lowered, swallowing deep and spitting shallowly, and lowering

While holding my cock tightly, she would rub it back and forth a few times. She exhaled and said, "It's too deep, my pussy is

I'm numb all over, I'm so happy! "

I squeezed her two big breasts and asked her, "Is it better to go deep or shallow?"

She said, "Deeper is better."

I asked her, "Did he penetrate her deeper or did I penetrate her deeper?"

My wife answered truthfully that he penetrated deeply, and I spanked her butt, full of jealousy: "Then why do you say he fucked

Are you unhappy? You bitch, are you humiliating your husband? "

My wife, as if her shortcoming had been exposed, pressed her breasts against my face and rubbed them hard: "He inserted it too deep,

If you only know pain, how can you feel pleasure? "

I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and pressed her hard onto my cock: "You didn't tell him not to fuck you.

Too deep? "

"He likes it, what can I do?" The wife spun her plump buttocks, and the joint of her lower body was muddy.

"Little slut, you're risking your life to accompany your lover?! I think you're a slut, you want to be fucked! Don't you?" I raised my butt

He pushed her hard.

The wife was not prepared, her body was lifted up, and the penis came out of her vagina with a "pop" sound, but when it fell, it failed to

He aimed at the hole and then inserted it back in, letting the dick slide behind her ass.

The wife cried out "Aiya", reached down and grabbed the slippery cock, aimed it at her hole, and "plop"

He sat back in again: "Want to run... I haven't had enough fun yet..."

"If you haven't had enough fun, then go find your big-cock lover! You're such a slut with a hairless cunt..." I pushed hard

He looked at her and scolded her with some jealousy and hidden expectation.

"I want yours, yours suits me best." My wife ignored me and moved wildly, rubbing my lower body.

Dull pain.

I stopped talking, pinched her buttocks with both hands, and pulled in and out hard.

Once the taboo was broken, we often mentioned this man during sex, and it made us crazy every time.

Crazy, hard and stimulating, with splashing juices.

I asked her if she wanted to try a big cock again, and she said a little bit. I said, "Then you go find

Him, let him fuck again. She said, "No, I won't do it with that man again." I said, "No,

It doesn't matter. We've done it so many times anyway, I don't care if it's one more or one less time. She still

I strongly disagree. I also promised that I would not despise her and would love her even more, but she still didn't agree.

I don't know if I will really give her a break as I promised if she really agrees.

Bath her, spray her with perfume, comb her pubic hair, and help her wear sexy lingerie and elegant professional attire.

Then send her out of the house.

Men who have never been cuckolded may never have such a feeling, the feeling of jealousy and excitement.

The feeling will burn you so hard that you can't breathe, your heart will be broken and you will feel crazy, but your desire will be strong.

Really, no matter what the situation, for example, when vomiting, making love, talking about sex, as long as the wife mentions

When I see her man's big cock, I get an erection quickly and become burning with desire. The wife was also surprised.

When she needs it and I am not in the mood, she uses this to stimulate me. It works every time and makes her limp and beg for sex.

Please forgive me before I stop.

However, she was adamantly against having anything to do with that man again. I was slightly disappointed but also quite relieved.

If they really agree and the two of them get together again, who can guarantee that they won't fall in love again and become addicted to the old relationship?

Besides, the man is not married yet. I don't think any woman would turn a blind eye to it, whether it is because of her own

reason.

My wife is more rational than me. She didn't take risks out of greed. Our son is so cute and our family is so beautiful.

Well, why destroy it?