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I remember it was autumn of 1999 when I let an old bachelor sleep with
my wife.
This old bachelor, surnamed Hu, was a security guard at our workplace, 50 years old at the time, and had been widowed for 10 years.
Usually, someone had to work the night shift at our workplace, and as an ordinary staff member, I always put the leaders first, so I often worked the night shift.
Therefore, I was quite familiar with Old Man Sun.
That year, I was 36 years old, and my wife was 34. My wife's name was Ping; she was very beautiful, slender, and had large breasts.
She always attracted men's attention.
Our sex life was actually very good; my wife enjoyed it, usually 3-4 times a week.
However, my stamina was average, and I only lasted about 10 minutes each time.
When I worked the night shift with Old Man Sun, we often drank a little, so over time, we became very close. We talked about
women
and his romantic affairs.
Old Man Sun said he had already slept with 9 women and planned to sleep with 12 in his lifetime.
Back then, I'd only ever slept with my wife, so I admired Old Man Sun immensely.
He was a smooth talker about women, and he always liked to press me about my wife and me.
When I was a bit tipsy, I'd tell him about my sexual experiences.
When he mentioned that my wife always clung to me after I ejaculated and always wanted me to touch her genitals, Old Man Sun said I hadn't satisfied her.
He said my wife's eyes were small, but she looked at men with a deep, mysterious gaze, which meant she was secretly very horny.
Of course, I wasn't angry at him saying that about my wife.
To be honest, my penis is rather small; even after more than ten years of marriage, it's still white, not dark.
I remember once when Old Man Sun and I were both drunk, I went to urinate, and he followed me from behind, looked at my penis, and laughed, saying, "Mine is at least twice the size of yours."
After we sat down, Old Man Sun pulled out his penis to show me. Even before it was erect, it was already at least 10 centimeters long, with a large glans like a mushroom, and testicles the size of an egg.
It was dark.
I was very thin, while Old Man Sun was quite fat.
Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Old Man Sun told me that sometimes he even thought about his sister-in-law while sleeping.
He really wanted to see how full her breasts were.
Old Man Sun said my wife had a small mouth, so her vagina must be tight, and her vulva must be long and thin with very little pubic hair.
I thought Old Man Sun was a prophet, although I believed he hadn't slept with my wife at that time.
He said it was what the physiognomy book said.
The next time we drank, Old Man Sun begged me to bring my sister-in-law to him for a look.
He was very accommodating and readily helped me with things.
The next day, I went home, and that night, while I was with my wife, I deliberately said some crazy things for her to hear.
I made up a story for her, saying I saw Old Man Sun having sex with a woman.
My wife was indeed very interested. She immediately clenched her genitals a few times and eagerly asked if I had seen it. I said yes, and of course, I told her about Old Man Sun's performance.
I said Old Man Sun's penis was very thick and large, much
larger than mine .
She asked if his penis was big. I said I saw him pull out from that woman's vagina and it was as thick and long as a stallion's (my wife had seen horses mating and said it would be great if men could have the same pleasure as horses).
Upon hearing this, my wife immediately trembled, hugging me tightly and shaking for about three minutes.
In the dim light of the night lamp, I saw my wife's eyes were tightly closed and her teeth were clenched. I think she must have been thinking about Old Man Sun's big penis.
About half a month later, I finally gave in to Old Man Sun and agreed to bring my wife over. However, if my wife didn't agree, I told Old Man Sun not to do anything reckless, because my wife is usually very serious, never jokes with men, and has a very stubborn temper.
Old Man Sun said not to worry.
I remember that day the weather was bad. At noon, I told my wife to send the child to her maternal grandmother's house and stay with me during my night shift.
My wife was unwilling on the phone, saying she wouldn't go.
I didn't tell her about Old Man Sun at the time, but my wife seemed to sense something.
I told her that Old Man Sun had gone back to his hometown, and I was alone at work that night, feeling lonely. I also mentioned wanting
to... well, you know
. Maybe my wife was tempted (I deliberately didn't have sex with her for three days).
My wife was silent for half a minute on the other end of the phone before saying okay, but I'd have to wait until dark.
Hearing this, Old Man Sun excitedly started preparing dinner.
But by 7:30 PM, my wife still hadn't appeared. Old
Man Sun got anxious and asked me to call and urge her.
I said no rush, if she didn't call, it meant she was definitely coming.
Old Man Sun gave me a sly smile.
Sure enough, at 8:00 PM sharp, my wife arrived on her little motorcycle.
As soon as she entered the yard, she locked the door herself.
Then she called my name.
Old Man Sun opened the door, and my wife generously said to us, "I knew you weren't alone.
" She even gave me a sidelong glance.
At that moment, I noticed my wife's face suddenly flushed.
We then ate dinner. During the meal, Old Man Sun and I drank a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), while my wife only drank two small glasses.
I'm not a big drinker, but Old Sun insisted I drink with him.
We chatted and laughed until 10 o'clock.
My wife said she wanted to go home.
Old Sun and I tried our best to persuade her to stay, and he said there was hot water for showering, and he'd give us the duty room while he slept in another room.
My wife agreed.
During this time, I saw my wife and Old Sun exchange glances a few times.
I felt very conflicted at that moment, a mix of excitement and jealousy, and I was already hard.
My wife and I took towels to shower.
I was cleaning up the food.
Old Sun whispered to me, "Your wife will definitely agree, what do you say? You won't back out, right? If you back out, I'll give up."
I lowered my head and whispered, "I won't back out, but you absolutely have to keep it a secret.
" Old Sun said, "Don't worry about that, I have my pride too.
" Then Old Sun left.
Half a minute later, I quietly went to the shower room, just as Old Sun opened the door and went in, casually closing the door behind him, of course without locking it.
I peeked inside through the crack in the door.
The wife realized someone had entered the bathroom, but didn't realize it wasn't her husband. "Zhiguo, help me scrub my back," she said without turning her head.
Old Sun didn't answer. "Zhiguo," the wife said, turning her head, when suddenly she saw that the man in front of her wasn't her. "~~~~ Oh! Old Sun! What are you doing here?!" The wife hurriedly and instinctively covered her private parts with a towel.
“Little darling, don’t scream. Zhiguo asked me to take care of you, hehe.” Old Sun swallowed hard and pounced on her. “Oh no, let go! Zhiguo’s going to kill me! Quick, uh… no, no…”
Then Old Sun said, “Yumei, my little darling, you like what I’m doing, don’t pretend.”
My wife was still struggling.
Seeing the look of fear on my wife’s face before she was violated by another man, my little brother immediately got hard. I really wanted to rush in and fuck my wife, but I held back because I knew the real show was yet to come.
Old Sun grabbed my wife around the waist and lifted her up like a chicken, slamming her against the cold bathroom wall.
The show was finally about to begin! I was incredibly excited outside the bathroom, my penis rock hard.
Inside the bathroom, the wife's slender, fair body was tightly entwined with Old Sun's muscular, bronze physique. A white towel was still limply held to her chest. Old Sun ripped the towel away, instantly exposing his hot pectoral muscles to her full, firm breasts.
The wife let out a soft "Ah!" Her slender waist was held tightly in Old Sun's arms, unable to move, while her upper body instinctively leaned back, arching like a bow. I heard multiple meanings in that soft cry.
With one hand, she futilely tried to pry Old Sun's arms from her waist; with the other, she managed to break free, weakly pushing against his chest—but to me, it seemed more like a feigned resistance.
Perhaps all men have a primal instinct; the wife's resistance only fueled Old Sun's intense desire.
The thrill of defiling another man's wife, especially the knowing that the woman's husband was next door, perhaps even eavesdropping (I never imagined I was watching), made Old Sun's penis as hard as a rock. He thrust and pounded between his wife's long legs. His wife weakly clamped her thighs together, hoping this would hold her last line of defense.
Old Sun, however, knew that in this environment and under his assault, his wife's resistance wouldn't last long—she was already breathing slightly. He turned her small head and kissed her full, red lips.
The slight stubble of his beard brushed against her smooth, tender face, making him feel aroused. His wife still tightly pursed her lips, helplessly allowing Old Sun's mouth to ravage her face.
Old Sun smiled lewdly and shifted his attack: one hand still held his wife's waist, controlling her feeble resistance, while his fingers were busy kneading the firm skin of her slender waist.
His other hand traced a path down her sharp, smooth shoulder and back to her full, slightly upturned buttocks, caressing her plump flesh. The rich, fleshy texture in his hand stimulated both of their senses, and their breathing became heavy.
Old Sun lowered his head, skillfully finding his wife's breast with his lips, and began to lick it incessantly with his tongue, occasionally sucking on the nipple or flicking it with his tongue.
His wife's heavy breasts trembled with the movement of his tongue, a current flowing from her breasts throughout her body, and her rosy nipples gradually became engorged and erect.
His wife's hands weakly pushed against Old Sun, but her head tilted back limply, her long, black hair swaying like willow branches with the man's movements.
(This is my favorite position when I'm with a woman.) Her physical sensations intensified, but her consciousness slowly blurred. She murmured as if in a dream, "No... like this, quickly... let go... of me... ah...!" A continuous stream of pleasure surged within her. Her two long, white thighs unconsciously rubbed and contracted, and her untouched genitals became sensitive. Her vagina grew hot, and she could even feel a trickle of lubrication secreting.
Her breathing became increasingly seductive. Old Sun noticed this and slowly released his hold on her waist, moving towards her genitals. His fingers gently tugged at the soft pubic hair, rubbing the tender flesh at the vaginal opening.
His wife slightly retreated, as if trying to avoid the intrusion of this hand—not her husband's—on her sensitive area. But Old Sun's fingers, like a nimble multi-headed snake, followed closely, rubbing her vulva even more greedily.
His technique was quite skillful; he deliberately didn't penetrate her vagina, but instead provided continuous stimulation to her vulva.
The wife's labia slowly became engorged with blood, slightly parting, releasing a faint scent of vaginal fluid. Under the skillful caress of Old Sun's fingers, her clitoris gradually hardened, highlighting the protective barrier of her labia, making it even more alluring for his repeated attacks and flicks.
Each of Old Sun's advances sent ripples through the wife's nervous system, causing her body to writhe more violently.
Her skin flushed crimson, a blush of desire rising on her beautiful, swaying face. Her suppressed moans grew increasingly soft and seductive. Her entire vagina felt burning hot, as if even her uterus had turned into a semi-melted liquid. More vaginal fluid secreted from her vagina, wetting Old Sun's palm.
Old Sun smeared a handful of the viscous fluid, smelled it, and even I could almost smell that familiar, sweet fragrance.
He held his hand, brimming with vaginal fluid, up to his wife's eyes. "Look," he whispered in her ear, "you're so wet. You need it too, don't you? What are you pretending for?"
Unexpectedly, even in her dazed state of mind, his wife retained a sliver of consciousness. What Old Sun saw as flirtatious words ignited her shame.
Instinctively, she avoided the fluids she herself had secreted, using her last ounce of willpower to pull herself out of the vortex of lust.
"I was raped, how can I feel this way?" His wife twisted her body, trying to break free from Old Sun's embrace.
"Oh...please...please, let...me go...ah..."
This kind of soft, tearful moaning was like Viagra to any man; both Old Sun's and my penises, as if on command, instantly became erect.
I could only manage to hold it in with my hands, while Old Sun's penis pounded against his wife's smooth abdomen, like the sounding of a battle drum for a final assault.
His excellent athleticism came in handy (damn, those who do physical labor are different!), and his movements were swift; he grabbed his wife's arms and pushed her against the wall, stabilizing her struggling body.
My wife, panting, writhed and weakly cried out, "What...are you going to do...? Let...me go...!"
"What am I going to do? It's not like this is your first time. What do you think I'm going to do? Hehe, little darling, don't be afraid. I'll make you feel incredibly good, hahaha," Old Sun leered, using his knee to pry open my wife's tightly clenched thighs. A menacing penis followed, thrusting between her legs.
This penis was so erect, pointing upwards without needing its owner's help, the glans, swollen purple with heat and lust, automatically pressing against my wife's vulva.
Frankly, because Old Sun was taller than me, his penis was also larger.
Finally, I could see another man's penis inside my wife's vagina, and this penis was even bigger than mine, making me even more excited! I suppressed my pounding heart and aching penis as Old Sun's penis moved back and forth between my wife's thighs, the vaginal fluid wetting it.
The wife's constant writhing only served to coat Old Man Sun's penis with her own secretions, making his glistening fluid wet her thick pubic hair. His
glans moved against her vulva, occasionally parting her labia, teasing her sensitive clitoris, and even penetrating her vaginal opening. At these moments, the wife would tense up completely, as if her city had fallen.
The lewd atmosphere in the air grew increasingly intense, and the three men caught in the throes of lust began to change: I, hiding outside the bathroom and clutching my penis, and Old Man Sun, inside the bathroom embracing his beautiful wife, both grew increasingly hard, while the body of the woman being raped grew increasingly limp. "Ah... let... go... stop... oh... oh..." The words of resistance emanating from her red lips gradually turned into seductive gasps and moans, and her two fair thighs involuntarily spread wider and wider.
Faced with such a beautiful and alluring female body, Old Man Sun could no longer restrain himself. He freed one hand and aimed his penis, hard as an iron rod, at the entrance of his wife's moist and smooth vagina, slowly pushing the swollen, mushroom-like glans into her vagina.
His wife's body seemed to be lifted up slowly, her beautiful face, dazed and charming, with her red lips half-open, uttered an "oh..."
Old Sun's glans entered my wife's vagina. Years of gymnastics training had tightened his pelvic area, and the intense heat of the touch surged through his senses like an electric current. He thrust his hips forward recklessly, and his hot, hard penis plunged deep into my wife's vagina.
"He finally got it in!" Seeing someone else's penis enter my wife's body for the first time, I felt a sense of accomplishment.
I think Old Sun, caught up in his extreme excitement, must have heard my wife murmur something as her penis thrust into her.
To my utter astonishment, the words I heard from my usually kind and virtuous wife were: "Husband... I'm sorry...!"

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