Chapter 1 — Pleasure

Twenty years of marriage to my wife… she’d given birth once, but anyone could see she was still a stunning, sexy woman in her late thirties.

Yet now, we only had sex once or twice a month—dutiful, mechanical, devoid of mystery or passion. We’d long since become that kind of couple.

Then one day, I began to feel myself changing.

I started having overwhelming urges to do things with my wife—things I’d only ever seen in videos. At first, I laughed it off, thinking, I’m just bored, that’s all. But as time passed, the fantasies grew stronger, more vivid. The image of my wife sucking another man’s cock… another man’s cock buried deep inside her pussy… her face twisted in ecstasy—it all played behind my eyes so clearly that just imagining it made me hard. (Those who’ve never felt that kind of arousal truly can’t imagine it…)

It became unbearable. I had to try it—no matter what.

I needed help. So I picked a junior colleague I knew would listen. He was discreet, not from around here—perfect. When I made my proposal, he was shocked at first, telling me to stop joking. But once he realized I was serious, he agreed—and seemed almost too eager. Maybe he’d always wanted a taste of my wife.

Or maybe, since he’d visited our home often, he’d imagined her naked body at least once. How could he not? Seeing my wife’s sexy figure, how could he not have fantasized about shoving his cock into her mouth? Especially a single guy like him. Either way, step one was complete.

From then on, just imagining my wife having sex with my junior colleague sent waves of orgasmic pleasure through me, as if I were floating on clouds.

The image of her swallowing his cock down to the throat was so vivid.

I was desperate to make it real. So I began seducing my wife.

Not hastily, though. Every night before bed, I’d tell her dirty stories, play porn videos, read her erotic fiction. Tired of the same dull routine, she responded well to my sudden boldness.

During sex, I’d whisper in her ear, Imagine someone else… I watched her face. At first, she’d resist, but soon, under my persistent murmurs, she began to react—closing her eyes, swooning, waiting for my next words.

I could feel it. So I pushed further, bolder. Eventually, she’d fully respond. When I told her to imagine another cock, she’d cry, “Yes!! Honey… I want to suck another one~~!!” and fiercely suck my fingers—or open her mouth to the air, mimicking sucking a cock.

I felt confident. I knew it would work. In that moment, I loved her more than ever.

I didn’t stop at sex. I seduced her during coffee breaks, whenever we were alone. I told her, Since we’re not having more kids, why not live freely, enjoy ourselves? And I started inviting my junior colleague over more often.

After about two weeks, she began to change.

The wife who used to brush me off or snap back now subtly welcomed my words—and even seemed pleased when I invited my junior colleague over.

So one night, I set up a drinking session with the two of us and him. When the alcohol had us nicely buzzed, I pretended to go crazy and brought out a porn video from our bedroom.

My wife and my junior colleague were both tipsy.

As the video played, a scene unfolded—two men taking turns fucking one woman, stuffing their cocks into her mouth and pussy.

My wife let out a soft, breathy moan.

Then, instead of getting angry, she joked, “Oh honey, this is too wild… and with Daniel here… right, Daniel?”

I was terrified my heartbeat would be audible. Meanwhile, my cock swelled fast.

My junior colleague was just as affected. Surprised at first by her reaction, he quickly began eyeing her breasts and ass.

We played a game with the video still playing. I suggested it: lose, and you take off one piece of clothing.

To my shock, my wife agreed.

Piece by piece, we stripped. Soon, only my junior colleague and I wore underwear, and my wife had taken off her top.

Her eyes, clouded with drink and long-dormant lust, grew heavier, drowsier.

Then my wife lost again.

I was dying to know—would she take off her pants?

She hesitated, then made up her mind and pulled them down.

“Now you two promise not to look~~ If you lose, you have to strip too, okay~~!!” she said.

“Of course,” we said, exchanging glances.

Ah… this is it. Today’s the day.

We didn’t speak, but we both knew.

There we were, in the living room, three people in only underwear, playing a game.

My junior colleague’s underwear was already bulging.

No wonder—my wife’s body was hot, flawless.

And my wife? She kept glancing at his bulge. Whenever their eyes met, they’d stare for long seconds.

Of course, I pretended not to notice.

Then my junior colleague lost.

He acted like he’d refuse, but then stripped off his underwear too.

My wife laughed, delighted.

He tried to cover himself with his hands, but she didn’t look away. Her bold gaze turned me on more than anything.

Then my wife lost again.

Without hesitation, she pulled off her bra.

I was stunned, but thrilled—everything was going exactly as I’d planned.

My cock stood rock-hard, desperate.

Soon, we were all naked.

I gave a look. My junior colleague quietly slipped into the bedroom.

My wife, still playing, asked where he was going—but her tone was teasing, almost pleading.

As soon as he left, I dove between my wife’s legs.

She spread her thighs and pressed my head down with her hands.

Bolder, more honest than ever.

With her other hand, she rubbed her breasts, moaning.

“Ah~~ honey~~ mm… mm… ah… more, honey~~ mm… mm… ah…”

Louder, sexier than ever—like she wanted the man in the other room to hear.

I sucked her pussy for a long time, stoking her arousal.

Finally, she began losing control.

“Ah~~ honey~~ I… I… help me~~ ah… ah…”

I pulled my mouth away.

She begged, “Honey~~ no~~ ah… I… what… ah~~~”

“Suck it from Daniel,” I whispered into her ear.

Her eyes widened. “Are you crazy~~~?”

She pushed me away, but her body and mind were already ready.

“Honey~~ I’m serious… if you’re happy, I’m happy… seeing you happy makes me happy too…”

Finally, she spoke.

“Honey~~ then no taking it back later… promise me~~~ really, promise~!!!”

I promised. Then I laid her on the sofa. She looked at me, said she loved me, and started sucking my cock. It felt unlike anything I’d ever felt.

More tender, more devoted, more sensual than ever before.

“Honey~~~ tonight I want to be the actress in that video… ah…”

Yes. Tonight, she was the star.

And she sucked my cock like a true porn star—like a highly trained American pornstar. I’d never felt anything like it. I stroked her pussy with my hand.

Her pussy was soaked—more than I’d seen since our honeymoon.

As my fingers touched her, she spread her legs wider and cried out.

Bolder than she’d ever been.

“Ah… honey~~ so good~~~ you’re the best~~~ mm… mm… ah……”

I never knew she could be this sexy.

Never imagined she’d become this wild.

But I was so happy.

I loved every second of it.

Before she climaxed, I pulled my hand away and took my cock from her mouth. I kissed her and led her toward the bedroom.

Inside, my junior colleague stood by the slightly open door, his cock fully erect, waiting.

I gave him a thumbs-up.

He returned it, bowed slightly, and walked back to the living room.

From that moment, I shivered with pleasure so intense it felt like every capillary in my body was bursting.

The thought of what was about to happen—it felt like a dream.

After my junior colleague left, I cracked the door open and peeked.

My wife lay on the sofa, eyes closed.

Maybe she was shy. Or maybe, imagining what was coming, she trembled with pleasure…

My junior colleague approached, his hard cock in hand, and brought it to her face.

He gently touched her lips. Without opening her eyes, she took his cock into her mouth.

Then she started sucking—skillfully, just like she did with me.

Her eyes stayed closed.

Probably a little shy…

I felt like my cock might explode.

Maybe the position was awkward, because my junior colleague helped her sit up. She obeyed, staying on the sofa, still sucking him, looking up at him.

Exactly like the porn actress we’d just seen.

He tilted his head back, overwhelmed with pleasure.

Could you blame him? My wife’s cock-sucking skills were unmatched.

We’d always watched porn together, and my wife, sharp and observant, had mastered every technique.

She took his cock all the way to the root, deep-throating him, and he couldn’t hold back.

“Honey… no, wait… honey… no, James… you’re amazing… ah…”

With his cock still in her mouth, she kept looking up at him, her expression seductive, and caressed his ass.

Then, unable to resist, he pulled out, laid her back on the sofa, and started sucking her pussy.

Like a starving lion devouring its prey.

My wife’s clitoris was quite developed.

The moment he touched it, she moaned nonstop.

“Ah~~~~~! Honey… ah… mm… ahng~~~ I… it’s too good… what do I do… ah…”

Fueled by her cries, he sucked harder.

She pressed his head down, moaned louder, rubbed her breasts, pinched her nipples—completely transformed into a sex-crazed goddess.

Soon, she reached her first orgasm, her hands pressing his head fiercely.

“Ah… ah… ah… aah… ahh~~~ ahh~~~ honey~~ stop~~~ no, more~~ ah~~ aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~!!!”

I’d never seen her orgasm so intensely, so long.

And right now, she looked so beautiful, so lovable.

After tasting climax, she was no longer herself.

She lifted his head, kissed him deeply, shoved her tongue into his mouth, then spread her legs, wanting his cock.

He teased her pussy a few times with his fingers, then thrust in.

With so much wetness, it slid in easily. Her head dropped back, and she pulled him close.

Her hands slid down, caressed his ass, then pulled him deeper.

“Hah~~ hah~~ ah~~ ahh~~ Daniel~~ ah, my Daniel~~ I love you~~ I love you~~~!!!~~ ahh~~~ ahh~~ ah~~~~”

Her moans drove me wild with ecstasy.

I wanted to rush out and stuff my cock into her mouth, but I held back.

There’d be plenty of chances later. For now, I’d be satisfied just watching.

She sucked his lips, neck, chest with her tongue—so did he.

Then my junior colleague changed position.

She quickly responded, getting into doggy style—head turned back, hips high, ass thrust out.

The perfect porn-style doggy. Incredibly seductive.

He parted her ass cheeks and shoved his massive cock into her pussy.

Her eyes rolled back, whites showing, and closed.

She began shaking her hips in rhythm with his thrusts—like a mare in heat.

Soon, she rubbed her clit and came a second time. He climaxed at the same moment.

Then they collapsed on the sofa, on top of each other.

They caught their breath, then kissed deeply—so long, so passionate.

She kissed him so tenderly… she must have really enjoyed it.

And so did I.

I didn’t hate her at all. I only loved her.

I was happy—so happy to have a wife who could do this in front of me, openly, without hiding.

A little later, I went back to the living room.

For our threesome… and to give my wife even greater pleasure…

We were all still naked.

My wife, a little shy, started getting dressed.

So did my junior colleague. Probably a bit awkward now that it was over. Not me.

I told my junior colleague to stay the night. He happily agreed. My wife said she’d shower and went to the bathroom.

I asked him how it was.

He scratched his head, embarrassed. “James, that was incredible. Thank you.”

“When I get married, I’ll definitely give you the same chance.”

He was considerate, even apologetic—but I didn’t care.

The fact that my wife had sex with another man in front of me was pleasure beyond imagination.

If anything, I was grateful to him.

A little later, my wife came out, showered. We went into the bedroom together and lay side by side on the bed.

My junior colleague lay under the bed for now.

I pulled back the blanket and touched her pussy.

It was still hot, still soaked.

Having two men around must have brought another kind of pleasure.

I massaged her pussy, then moved lower, licking her with my tongue.

She naturally spread her legs.

“Ah~~~”

With a short moan, she pressed my head down hard.

Having felt another man’s body, she had no restraint.

“Aah~~~ aahhh~~~ honey~~~ ah~~ I~~ I’m going crazy again~~ ahh~~~”

I kept sucking her pussy, while using my fingers to spread saliva on her anus and slowly push in.

Normally, she’d pull away, but not tonight.

Something overwhelming had taken hold of her.

She didn’t pull away—she welcomed my fingers deep into her ass.

I was so turned on I felt like I’d cum any second.

It was as if, just for tonight, I’d become the star of my own porn video.

As I kept sucking, she called out my junior colleague’s name.

“Daniel~~~ ah~~~”

My junior colleague, watching my expression, climbed onto the bed when I gestured. He put his cock in her mouth.

“Urp~~ chupchup~~ urp~ urp~~ mm… ah… urp.. chupchup…”

She sucked his cock eagerly.

My mouth on her pussy, her mouth on his cock—exactly the scene I’d only seen in videos.

I could feel her excitement.

And mine? Beyond words.

A little later, I buried my cock in her pussy.

She kept her eyes on her pussy, his cock still in her mouth—wanting to see my cock enter her.

After thrusting in, I reached down and placed my fingers on her anus again.

Her eyes glazed over, even more aroused.

Gaining confidence, I pistoned my cock while pushing my fingers deeper into her ass.

“Ahng~ ahng~ ah~~~ honey~~~ ah ~~ ahng~~ ah~~ ah~~”

She screamed, but didn’t let go of his cock.

Seeing she was close to climax, I pulled out, called my junior colleague down, then turned her over and laid her on her back.

I sucked her ass, coated it with saliva, then guided my junior colleague’s cock to her entrance.

I gave him a look, then climbed back up and put my cock in her mouth.

She closed her eyes and started sucking me fiercely, while he began inserting into her ass from below.

Her grip on my cock tightened.

He didn’t rush—slowly, inch by inch, he moved forward.

I saw her eyes roll back.

Finally, his cock was fully inside—root deep.

He was the first to ever take her ass. I never had.

I shivered—not with regret, but with ultimate pleasure.

My junior colleague began moving his hips.

She seemed past the pain. She relaxed her mouth and sucked my cock harder.

He picked up pace, thrusting harder.

Then—what was this? She started lifting her hips higher.

Then she pulled my cock from her mouth and screamed.

“Ah~~ ah~~ aah~~~ aah~~~ aah~~~ ah~~~!!!”

She turned her head, looked at her ass, spread her cheeks with her hands, and flicked her tongue toward my junior colleague’s face.

I’d never dreamed such a scene—something only seen in porn—would happen before my eyes. But here it was, real.

How thrilling.

I loved her so much in that moment.

I swore, in that instant, I’d give her anything she wanted.

I was so happy to have a wife who could give me this kind of pleasure.

A little later, she took my cock back into her mouth. I shivered again.

Her mouth was so hot.

With my cock in her mouth, I reached down and rubbed her pussy.

She screamed, “Aaaaaah~~~~ aah~~~ honey ~~~ you’re the best~~ ah~~~!!!”

I made my decision. I pulled my cock from her mouth and moved beneath her.

I tried to insert into her pussy, but it wasn’t easy.

After a few slips, finally—me and my junior colleague both fully inside.

“Aaaah~~~!!!”

A short, sharp cry from my wife.

But as we started moving again, she began screaming in a way I’d never heard before.

“Aahhhng~~~!!! Honey ~~ I love you~~~ Aaaah~~~ ack~~ ack~~ aaaaaa aaaackk~~!!”

“Honey, so good ~~~ I love Daniel~~~!! Aaaah~~~!! Aaaaaaah~~~!!!!~”

I could feel my junior colleague’s cock through the thin membrane inside her—separated only by a layer.

That squeezing pleasure—no one who hasn’t experienced it could understand.

I felt the edge of orgasm, so intense I thought I’d go mad—but strangely, I didn’t cum right away. The sensation lingered, longer than ever.

It felt like I was cumming endlessly, stuck in that pre-cumming bliss. The peak of true pleasure.

After a long, intense ride, I finally came.

The sensation was indescribable—pure ecstasy.

Feeling me cum, my junior colleague came too.

He emptied himself deep into her ass.

My wife and my junior colleague screamed together, craving each other.

She turned back, slapped her own ass, her tongue still flicking out of her mouth.

And so, our first threesome came to an end.

It was our first time, but we’d indulged deeply, passionately. My wife, transformed into a pornstar before my eyes, was more lovable than anyone in the world.

As I thought of the wild, new sex yet to come, I trembled with thick, intoxicating pleasure—and gave my wife a burning kiss.