My slutty wife

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My promiscuous wife
and I live in Taichung. We're both 29 years old this year, married for over a year, and haven't planned on having children yet. My wife, Xiaojuan, is 162 cm tall, weighs 45 kg, and has a 32C bust. Her most alluring features are her straight and beautiful legs, her pure and lovely face, and her flowing long hair.

She started modeling for free at her cousin's photography studio in high school, a job that continued until we got married. We dated for over three years before getting married, but my wife is very conservative in her clothing choices. Even when shooting promotional photos, she refused to wear skirts above the knee because she said she felt insecure in short skirts.

Although she dresses conservatively, my wife is very open in bed and has a strong sex drive. She likes to fantasize about having sex with a group of men and women during sex, and she describes the whole process in detail and records it on a recorder to listen to while masturbating (my wife often masturbates after showering). Or she makes phone calls to strange men during sex, and often she can continue to masturbate and talk on the phone for more than an hour after I have ejaculated. But as soon as she leaves the house, she becomes a conservative and pure woman, like Joan of Arc.

Around the beginning of last year, after I read Mr. Hu Zuofei's "Humiliating My Girlfriend", I realized that I was not the only one who wanted to expose my wife. I also learned some methods and techniques, so I started to brainwash my wife and praised her cleavage and legs every few days. My wife has gradually become more accepting of showing off her beautiful figure and is even willing to wear short skirts occasionally.

In mid-April this year, when my wife and I went to Chung-Yu Department Store, we ran into Yu-Hui, the most beautiful girl in my wife's department in college. She kept praising my wife's figure and legs, and said that my wife was dressing too conservatively, which was a waste of her good looks. My wife was overjoyed to hear this (because my wife admired Yu-Hui a lot in college, so her praise had a different effect). That night, I took the opportunity to take my wife to a stall selling sexy clothes at the Chung Hwa Night Market and bought three mini skirts, one of which was white and even shorter.

I immediately told my wife to go to the fitting room and change into the white miniskirt. After changing, she realized it was so short it barely covered her buttocks, exposing her bare thighs from the buttocks down. She immediately wanted to change back into her original skirt, but after I offered her a generous reward, she reluctantly agreed, considering the 5,000 yuan. As soon as we

left the stall, she regretted it. Most of the men in the night market were staring at her, and she was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. She dragged me to a noodle shop to hide. After ordering noodles, we tried to sit down, but found the noodle shop had traditional Japanese tables and small stools.

My wife wanted to ask the owner to pack it up and take it with her, but the owner, perhaps wanting a glimpse under her skirt, said they were out of plastic bags and couldn't pack it. I also wanted my wife to show off her beautiful legs, so I told her, "I've already started eating, you can't not eat now, let's finish quickly and leave!" My wife had no choice but to sit down.

But as soon as she sat down, her short skirt rode up even higher, completely exposing her purple panties. Afterwards, I swallowed hard and deliberately went to the owner to ask for some tissues. The owner squinted and asked me, "Is she your girlfriend?" I said, "She's my friend's girlfriend. She lives in Taipei and came down for a business trip. She's going back tomorrow." The owner said, "No wonder! So open-minded." As

soon as I walked back to sit next to my wife, she asked, "Was it exposed?" I said, "It's okay, you can't see her panties." My wife breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't realize how many people had already seen her purple panties.

Wanting to please the men present, I told my wife I was going to buy drinks and headed outside without waiting for her reply. Once outside, I hid and peeked. Seeing that my wife was alone, the men stared even more brazenly at her purple lace panties.

Just then, the shop owner suddenly came over, chuckling, and asked, "Hehe...is she your girlfriend? Don't pretend."

My scheme exposed, I had no choice but to admit she was my wife. The owner patted my shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be embarrassed, it's just for fun! Your wife is quite a sexy and alluring woman." Hearing someone describe my wife like that for the first time made my already erect penis throb even more painfully.

I asked the shop owner, "You know that too?" The owner replied, "Go check if your wife's underwear is soaked."

Incredulously, I hurriedly bought two drinks and went into the store. I bent down to take a look, and sure enough, her underwear was soaked, and her black pubic hair was faintly visible. As soon as my wife sat down, she whispered, "Didn't you say you weren't exposed? Why are those men staring at my crotch?"

I quickly tried to distance myself, saying, "I wasn't exposed when I went to get the toilet paper!" My wife snapped again, "Stop lying to me!" I had no choice but to tell her, "Look how many men want to sleep with you! They'll be fantasizing about you masturbating when they get home. Be confident, they're not laughing at you, they're admiring you, understand? Besides, you don't even know each other, what's there to be afraid of!"

Upon hearing this, my wife immediately blushed and said, "It's all your fault..."

I then asked my wife, "Are you excited now?" My wife softly replied, "A little bit! Don't ask anymore, hurry up and eat your noodles."

As we were leaving after finishing our noodles, the owner said to my wife, "Miss, you are really beautiful. You should wear more short skirts like these. Don't be afraid of others seeing your good figure, and don't worry about your husband running away."

Upon hearing this, my wife happily took my hand, thanked the owner, and hurriedly walked out of the store without looking back.

This lecherous boss is indeed formidable. After my wife left the noodle shop, her demeanor and attitude were completely different. She interpreted all the glances directed at her as admiration and envy (what a simple-minded woman)... Not long after, the weather turned bad and a heavy rainstorm forced my wife and me to go home. As a result, we had sex three times that night. Afterwards, while showering, she admitted that she had started to enjoy the feeling of being exposed. My plan to expose my wife began to gradually transform her—Xiaojuan—into a promiscuous woman.

(II) Testing My Wife

Ever since the noodle shop owner at the Zhonghua Night Market praised my wife for her good figure and told her not to be afraid of being seen in short skirts, my wife has also started to enjoy wearing more sexy clothes when going out. I took the opportunity to take my wife to buy more than a dozen thongs, some low-waisted short skirts, and stiletto heels.

But I wasn't satisfied with that; I decided to test my wife's fidelity. Last month, when I took her to E-Die Department Store in Taichung, with my generous reward and encouragement, she wore a slightly see-through yellow blouse, a low-waisted black mini skirt, and black stiletto heels without stockings.

As soon as we entered the department store, she immediately attracted everyone's attention (the men were lecherous, the women were disdainful), and my wife was quite proud of herself at that moment. But no matter which department store my wife goes to, the sales assistants all ignore her. Some of the wives quickly pull their husbands away. I was afraid that my wife would become frustrated and no longer want to wear revealing clothes. Just as I was thinking about how to comfort her, a sales assistant came over to chat with my wife and praised her for her attractive figure, especially her lower body, saying that those women were just jealous of her... and so on.

My wife was overjoyed to hear this (she'd met a benefactor and turned misfortune into good fortune), but when she was led to her counter, I discovered that the entire counter was dedicated to selling sexy lingerie. No wonder... I also lost over ten thousand dollars, which was heartbreaking... However, my wife's actions had a reward for my heartbreak. After leaving the lingerie counter, I started keeping a distance from my wife. When she was about to take the escalator from the third floor to the fourth floor, I pretended to tie my shoelaces and rode slowly, looking up from below. My wife's silk thong was tucked into her crotch, revealing only her smooth, sexy buttocks. Her panties, rolled up like ropes, were also swallowed by her vagina, exposing all her pubic hair. It was an extremely bizarre and lewd sight; I almost had a nosebleed.

At that moment, I noticed the two men behind me were also staring, swallowing hard. I turned around and discussed my wife's wanton lower body with them, asking if they wanted to touch this lewd woman. Surprisingly, they were too timid to do so, so I volunteered, saying, "I'll try first, and if it's okay, you can have your turn." They both nodded, swallowing hard.

I ran to my wife and chatted about trivial things, then pulled her to the stairwell between the fourth and fifth floors. As soon as they hid at the top of the stairs, I kissed her, unbuttoned her blouse with my right hand and reached inside to caress her breasts, while my left hand pulled up her super short skirt and pushed her thong aside, inserting my index finger into her vagina.

My wife, who was already about to leak vaginal fluid, was now even wetter, the fluid flowing down her thighs. Her entire genitals were completely exposed to the two men, but my wife was still immersed in pleasure and completely unaware. I poked around in her vagina for a while, then deliberately dipped my fingers in the vaginal fluid that had dripped down my wife's thighs and smeared it on her flowing hair... Just as I was about to take it a step further, I heard footsteps coming downstairs. My wife, afraid of being discovered, quickly pushed me away. I knew when to stop, so I pretended to have a stomachache and needed to use the restroom, telling my wife to go to the fifth floor first.

I walked towards the restroom, signaling for them to go, and then pretended to leave before turning back to follow them. When they got to the fifth floor, they indeed started flirting with my wife. I saw my wife chatting and laughing with them (she really is a womanizer). Soon after, my wife and they took the escalator downstairs, and I secretly followed them to see what they were doing with my wife.

My wife then led them to my car (I parked it in a parking space a bit further away on the street, because it was a redevelopment zone with few people and cars). I waited for 30 minutes before calling my wife to ask where they were. My wife lied and said she wasn't feeling well, so she went back to the car.

After a while, the two men left the car. I waited until they had walked a distance before pretending to run into them and asking if they had gone to see that slut (my wife). One of the taller men said, "She's really amazing, beautiful and slutty, her oral sex skills are top-notch, she even loves to eat semen." The shorter man said, "I'm so lucky today, I got to have fun and get a souvenir."

I asked them about what happened and found out that my seemingly innocent but slutty wife not only kissed and caressed them passionately in the car, but also gave them oral sex, and finally ate all of their semen with relish, even licking the semen that sprayed on the seat. (She never gives me oral sex when I haven't showered, let alone swallows my semen. Sigh! Women…)

Back in the car, I immediately smelled semen. I deliberately asked my wife, "Why does it smell weird?" My wife looked slightly nervous and said, "That's probably the smell of the spoiled bubble tea we bought this morning…"

I then reached into my wife's skirt and asked, feigning surprise, "Where are your underwear?" My wife was startled and stammered, "That…that's because…" "I took off my underwear because I wanted to surprise you."

I asked her, "Where did you put it?" My wife said, "I threw it... I threw it in the restroom at E-Die Department Store." (What a lie!)

Seeing this opportunity, I said, "Okay, you're quite romantic. Shall we go for a walk on Yizhong Street?" My wife said, "No, I'm not even wearing underwear right now, and my skirt is so short it'll expose me. Let's just go home!"

How could I let go of such a great opportunity to expose my wife? So I said, "Okay, let's go to E-Die Department Store first to pick up your underwear, and then grab something to eat, I'm really hungry."

My wife immediately said, "Let's go somewhere else to eat!" I said, "No, I only want to eat the roast pork rice in the food court in the basement of E-Die Department Store, or the fried noodles on Yizhong Street. Besides, your top is yellow, so it won't be too revealing." My wife had no choice but to agree to go to Yizhong Street.

After getting off the bus at Yizhong Street, I realized that my wife's thin yellow shirt was already a bit transparent, and after being exposed to the sunlight, her areolas and nipples were very clear, and her entire breasts were almost spilling out. The passersby on Yizhong Street were all stunned. I deliberately chose a noodle shop without air conditioning. After finishing the noodles, my wife was drenched in sweat, her yellow shirt soaked through, clinging almost entirely to her body.

At this point, the shape of her breasts was completely exposed, causing a stir among everyone present. Whistles, insults, disgusted looks, and greedy stares were all focused on her. Some people even took photos. Only then did my wife realize what was happening. I then deliberately went to buy chicken cutlets, forcing my wife to cover her chest with both hands as she tried to run back to the car.

Just then, my wife ran into her male colleague, Jianxiong. He seemed to have struck gold, sarcastically asking her, "Xiaojuan, I never knew you had such a great figure and were so open-minded." My wife, ashamed, only managed a "Sorry" before running frantically towards the car… I knew a storm was brewing, so I anxiously returned to the car. Sure enough, my wife was crying and yelling at me, "It's all your fault… How am I supposed to go to work now…"

She berated me for over an hour. Later, I pretended to be heartbroken and hugged her, finally calming her down.

I had thought my wife might not wear revealing clothes anymore, but unexpectedly, she became even more daring, wearing even more revealing clothes and doing things I never anticipated.

(III) Humiliation after the class reunion:

To be honest, after my wife's exposure at E-Die Department Store and Yizhong Street in early June, I was initially worried that her male colleague Jianxiong, who had seen her exposed at Yizhong Street, would use it to blackmail her. However, according to my wife, Jianxiong often gossiped at the company and liked to take advantage of female colleagues (and now he often takes advantage of my wife as well). So when he threatened my wife to sleep with him and she refused, he described how exposed and lewd my wife was at Yizhong Street to all his colleagues at the company, no one believed him. In addition, my wife has dressed very conservatively for more than three years at the company, which made her colleagues think that he was maliciously slandering her.

Perhaps because my wife resolved this matter in a few words, and knew that Jianxiong would think of her exposed appearance at Yizhong Street every day when he saw her, but he wanted to have sex with her but could not, my wife has been in a very good mood at work lately.

After observing my wife's reactions and moods through repeated exposure over several weeks, I finally confirmed that she was able to derive some pleasure and excitement from it. Each time she went out exposed herself, or after I showed her articles about wife-swapping online (although she always said they were all scams), she was always particularly unrestrained and passionate during sex that night. When she called strange men (the woman hung up, the man answered), she spoke very explicitly, and her moans were incredibly seductive. (My wife's ability to call strange men during sex was the result of my painstaking training.)

My wife's outfits are becoming increasingly sexy, but she's still hesitant to wear overly revealing clothes (such as transparent tops, not wearing a bra, or very low-cut clothing, etc.).

What I'm about to share is an incident that happened to my wife on June 28, 1992, when she attended her high school reunion.

The night before the reunion, my wife, at my urging, prepared her outfit for the next day before going to bed: a pale yellow strapless front-button bra (its clasp was in the front), a yellow sexy thong, a pink cropped shirt, a brown mini-skirt, and camel-yellow stilettos. While my wife was asleep, I secretly took small nail clippers and cut the clasp seams of the pale yellow strapless front-button bra she was going to wear to the reunion, leaving only two thin lines for support. After finishing, I climbed back into bed and went to sleep.

The next day, my wife and I prepared to take the electric train from Taichung Station (my car broke down) to attend a class reunion at the backyard of my wife's classmate, Jiawen, in Yuanlin Township, Changhua County.

When we arrived at Taichung Station and boarded the electric train, my wife naturally attracted the attention of all the men. My wife's demeanor was poised and elegant. Her pink cropped shirt, brown mini-skirt (still without stockings), camel-yellow stilettos, light makeup, and cherry-red lips made her long, flowing hair exude a charming and mature femininity as she walked.

Since there weren't many people getting on the bus, my wife and I managed to grab two seats. The three men sitting opposite us (except for the two young women who looked at us with disdain) kept stealing glances at my wife's short, tight skirt, which, no matter how she sat down, couldn't hide the view underneath, including her sexy yellow thong and some messy pubic hair, as well as her delicate, fair, and alluring legs below her buttocks.

When one of the girls got off at Chenggong Station, I lied to my wife, saying I'd sit across the street to see if she was exposed. Once we were on the other side, we discovered how alluring her skirt was, and my wife was happily enjoying the visual lewdness we men were witnessing. Until we got off at Yuanlin Station, the seats opposite my wife were all very popular.

After arriving at Yuanlin Station, my wife and I took a taxi to her classmate Jiawen's house. Jiawen's backyard was already very lively; my wife was immediately greeted with countless whistles as soon as she entered. As soon as Jiawen saw my wife, she shouted, "Xiaojuan, are you obsessed with men? Dressed so revealingly, trying to seduce them? Luckily, my husband isn't home..." (She only lives with her husband.)

My wife's best friend from high school, Yashan, also came over, reaching under my wife's super short, tight skirt and groping her, saying to me, "Oh my! Such a horny woman, you must not have satisfied her, right?"

Before I could say anything, my wife laughed and said, "Yashan, have you forgotten that everyone in our class has an insatiable sex drive?" (My wife's high school class was all girls.)

At this point, all the women in the yard burst into laughter, while the men (their husbands or boyfriends, including me, of course) all looked extremely embarrassed.

Soon, all the women started chatting about their recent situations like it was a marketplace. I also started chatting with some of the men over cigarettes, but most of the conversation revolved around my wife. Seeing their lustful looks at her, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, imagining how amazing it would be if my wife used a little force and the hook on her pale yellow strapless bra broke… my little brother immediately got hard.

After a while, Jiawen clapped her hands and loudly suggested a beer-drinking contest, which was immediately agreed upon by most of them. (No way! My alcohol tolerance is terrible. If I get drunk and my wife's bra hook breaks, I won't be able to see anything!)

Luckily, it was only for the ladies, and the men were to pay. The ladies were divided into eleven groups of three. The group that drank the most bottles within ten minutes would win 9,000 yuan, second place 6,000 yuan, and third place 3,000 yuan. (And it was us twenty-odd men who paid for it; men really have it tough.)

My wife, Yashan, and another female classmate (a dinosaur!) were in the same group. All the ladies lined up in a row. At the beginning of the competition, all the ladies were quite reserved, but as soon as the host announced that the prize money for first to third place would be doubled, all the ladies started drinking and chugging without any regard for their image.

My wife went all out, her pink open-front shirt completely soaked in beer, her bra almost entirely exposed (and not just my wife, but all the women there were in a similar state); all the men in the room ran to the opposite side of the women, their eyes fixed on the chests of other men's wives or girlfriends (except for the "Dinosaur Lady," of course, nobody looked at her), what a spectacular scene! (Peaks stretching to the horizon.)

As the competition ended, all the women realized their bras were exposed and began to cover their breasts with their hands (even the "Dinosaur Lady"), while not a single man in the room helped cover his wife or girlfriend (another bizarre sight). Later, when the host started announcing the results, my wife's group won second place, and my wife jumped up and down with joy, hugging Yashan in both arms.

When my wife turned to face us men, her front-button strapless bra snapped as the hook broke, and the entire bra immediately fell back, revealing her 32C breasts. My wife was still basking in her excitement, while all the men present stared at her breasts, dumbfounded. My plan had succeeded.

I wanted to let this rare spectacle continue, but I was afraid she would be upset when she got home (the consequences of exposing my wife on Yizhong Street were too dire), so I gave her a hint. After realizing she was exposed, my wife covered her chest with her hands in embarrassment and rushed into the bathroom; Jiawen also noticed my wife's exposure and quickly grabbed a jacket for me to give to her. After I comforted my wife in the bathroom, she came out feeling more at ease.

Upon arriving at the backyard, Ya-shan, seeing that my wife was alright, teased her, "Xiao-juan, I never imagined your breasts were so big, they can't even be covered by a bra." Then, looking at me, she said, "Ah-wen, you must be very happy every night, right?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and my wife couldn't help but laugh too. The group continued drinking and chatting... After a long time, the class reunion ended, and everyone gradually dispersed. My wife, after being plied with drinks by Ya-shan and the classmates, became so drunk that she was dizzy and confused. Although Jia-wen tried her best to persuade us to stay for the night, my wife insisted on going home to sleep, and returned her coat as well.

I was taking my wife in a taxi to go home, but she started feeling nauseous before we even left Yuanlin Township. The taxi driver quickly asked us to get out of the car, but I had no choice but to walk with her to a nearby old hostel.

As soon as we entered, we smelled a musty odor. A middle-aged man (bald, beer-bellied, with black teeth from betel nut chewing) greeted us; he was filthy and disgusting.

After leading us inside, his eyes were fixed on my wife's thighs as she lay on the sofa. I asked him, "What kind of rooms do you have?" He seemed impatient, still staring at my wife's thighs, and said, "All rooms are the same! Six hundred NT dollars a night, how about that?"

Wow! That's really cheap. I had no choice but to agree.

He tossed us a key: "Go to the third floor, the second room on the left!"

After paying and getting the key, just as we were about to go upstairs, the middle-aged man said to me again, "Young man! Which hotel or teahouse is that woman you're hugging? She's so beautiful, how much is she a night?"

I smiled wryly and said, "No! She's my wife. We live in Taichung. She got drunk at a class reunion and couldn't go home, so..." "You just arrived at the hostel!"

The middle-aged man must have caught a glimpse of my wife's skirt as I carried her upstairs. He muttered to himself, "Dressed like that, so slutty, I bet she's a prostitute..."

After carrying my wife to the room on the third floor, I tried to wake her up to take a shower, but I couldn't get her to. Soon after, she vomited all over the sheets and floor. I thought to myself, "Oh no, I'm going to get yelled at by that middle-aged man." Just as I was about to go downstairs, I suddenly remembered a similar situation in Mr. Hu Zuofei's "Humiliating My Girlfriend." Why not try it out? With that thought, my penis got hard.

But I was worried that my wife would be raped by that dirty and nasty middle-aged man, which seemed inappropriate... But in the end, my desire to humiliate my wife prevailed over reason. So I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my wife's pink open-front shirt (there were only four buttons on the shirt), pulled it open to the sides, exposing most of her breasts and a small part of her areolas. Then I pulled her super short and tight skirt up to her waist, revealing her thong and some pubic hair. Then I went to the front desk on the first floor and asked the middle-aged man to come to the room to change the sheets.

The middle-aged man had initially been angrily cursing, but when he heard I was going to buy some late-night snacks and hangover remedies, his eyes lit up. He went inside to get the sheets and told me where to buy the best late-night snacks… (He just wanted me to come back later; did he think I was an idiot?)

I went to a nearby convenience store, bought drinks and hangover remedies, and rushed back. There was only an old woman at the counter. As I tiptoed to the door of the room on the third floor, I heard my wife… Shouting, "I want to sleep, um... Wenguo (my name), please don't do this..."

I knew the middle-aged man was taking advantage of my wife while she was drunk, so I tried to peek through the door, but found it locked from the inside. In a panic (I couldn't see in my panic), I quickly knocked on the door and shouted, "Open the door! Open the door! Open the door now..."

I only heard the middle-aged man curse, "Damn it! We haven't even started yet..." A moment later, the door opened. He glared at me and said, "The sheets haven't been changed yet! There's vomit everywhere, it'll cost an extra 300 yuan for cleaning."

I patted his shoulder and laughed, "Don't be angry, or I'll let you continue doing what you were just doing, okay?"

He rolled his eyes at me and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

I laughed again and said, "Stop pretending! If you're not going to do it, then hurry up and change the sheets and get out!"

He swallowed hard, looked at my wife, and said, "Are you serious? You're willing to let me sleep with your wife?"

At this point, I started to regret it. If my wife knew that I had found such a bald, beer-bellied, dirty, and bad-smelling disgusting man to sleep with, she would hate me for life!

But the words were already out, and I was in a bind. If I refused him, I didn't know what the consequences would be. My wife was already drunk and unconscious, and I wanted to see my wife being humiliated. In the end, I decided to disregard my reason and agree to him.

I nervously told him, "Sure! But you can't let my wife know I let you have sex with her, and you can't ejaculate inside her, or I'll make you regret it!"

He grinned and said, "Just call me Ah Shan! I know what to do, I won't make things difficult for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Shan hurriedly went to my wife's side. I hid in the closet at the foot of the bed, peeking through a small gap to avoid being discovered by my wife.

At this moment, Ah Shan's right hand was already impatiently caressing my wife's breasts, while his left hand slowly took off my wife's shirt, and then both hands began to play with my wife's 32C breasts. He rubbed my wife's dark nipples with his index finger and thumb, and then used both hands to grab and knead my wife's breasts wantonly.

Soon my wife started panting, murmuring, "Wen Guo... I'm so sleepy... Don't play with me anymore... Hmm... Hmm... Can't we do it tomorrow...?"

At this moment, Ah Shan bent down and sucked on my wife's two nipples, while his right hand slowly reached to the part of my wife's thong that was slightly open between her legs, gently teasing her genitals through the thin fabric. My wife bit her lip and whispered, "You're so bad... You won't let me sleep... Hmm... Hmm... So... So bad..." "

As my wife's legs spread wider with pleasure, Ah Shan slid his right middle finger into her vagina and began teasing her clitoris with increasing speed. My wife, in turn, arched her lower body upwards to allow his finger to penetrate deeper, her face filled with an expression of enjoyment… (My palms were sweating with excitement.)

Soon after, Ah Shan pulled his right middle finger out of my wife's vagina and showed it to me. His right middle finger was wet with my wife's vaginal fluid. Ah Shan then slowly removed my wife's miniskirt and thong. My wife, still dazed, kept her eyes closed and slightly raised her hips to cooperate with Ah Shan's movements."

After undressing my wife, Ah Shan grabbed her legs and lifted them up, making her vulva protrude clearly. Ah Shan gently rubbed my wife's already swollen clitoris with one hand, and inserted two fingers into my wife's vagina with the other hand, teasing my wife until she trembled all over.

Seeing that my wife was getting into the mood, Ah Shan grabbed one of her legs with each hand and spread them apart. He then brought his mouth to my wife's vulva and frantically licked it with his tongue. My wife moaned, "So...so good...yes...yes...right there...it's itchy...so itchy...faster...give it to me...I...I...want...I want it so much..."

At this moment, Ah Shan straightened up, reached into my wife's vulva, scooped up some of her vaginal fluid, and smeared it on his glans. Then he pressed his thick, dark penis against my wife's vaginal opening and said, "You slut, do you want it?"

My wife probably realized that this wasn't my voice. She suddenly woke up and opened her eyes, only to see a bald, beer-bellied middle-aged man! My wife, completely sobered up by the sudden appearance of his drink, asked in a panic, "Who...who are you? How did I get here...where's my husband?"

Ah Shan, leering at my wife, said, "Don't worry, this is a hostel. Your husband went to buy some late-night snacks; he won't be back anytime soon!" He then prepared to thrust his erect, hard, and red penis into my wife's vagina.

My wife quickly pushed him away, saying, "No...no, what if my husband comes back and sees this! Please let me go, okay?"

Ah Shan, already eager for more, wasn't about to let go of the beautiful woman before him. He shoved my wife's hands away and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina with a "plop." My wife let out a soft "oh," struggling to speak, "Please...please don't...don't do this, let my...husband...find out...I...I..."

Ah Shan held my wife's slender waist with both hands, thrusting in and out of her vagina, panting as he said, "I...I've already..." "The main door is closed...closed, your husband...can't get in, don't worry!"

My wife gasped again, "Really...really? But...I...I still can't...betray him..."

Ah Shan seemed impatient and cursed, "Slut! You bitch! Always thinking about your husband, don't I fuck you good enough?" He then increased the speed of his thrusting, wildly plunging into the most sensitive spot deep inside my wife's cunt.

Under the relentless thrusting of Ah Shan's massive penis, my wife gradually became aroused and stopped resisting being raped by a stranger. She began to twist her body to match the in-and-out movements of Ah Shan's penis, her hands caressing Ah Shan's chest. Her overflowing vaginal fluids were squeezed out with the thrusting of Ah Shan's penis, flowing down my wife's urethra and anus, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

My wife started moaning incoherently, "Uncle, you're so good...so...so amazing...it feels so good...so good...mmm...mmm...so good...faster...fuck me faster...I...I'm about to fly...fly...fly...mmm...mmm...mmm...fuck me harder...I love...I love you so much..."

Under the continuous thrusting of his big cock, my wife was brought to orgasm. Ah Shan didn't give my wife a chance to catch her breath. He picked her up and sat her on his lap. While enjoying the pleasure of her orgasm, my wife lewdly and passionately twisted her hips and swallowed Ah Shan's cock, allowing his big cock to penetrate deeper into her cunt. Her lips passionately kissed Ah Shan's foul-mouthed mouth.

Later, seeing that my wife was aroused by the sex, Ah Shan lay down on the bed, his penis erect, letting her take the initiative, while he admired her seductive tongue lightly licking her lips, her face lasciviously flushed, and her firm, alluring breasts bobbing up and down… My wife became more and more excited with each thrust, her once flowing long hair flying wildly in all directions with her passion.

After a long time… my wife, due to the intense sex of their affair, quickly reached another orgasm. Ah Shan was not satisfied at this point, so he put my wife down again, making her kneel with her buttocks raised high, and then attacked my wife's pussy from behind.

Ah Shan held my wife's round buttocks with both hands and thrust his big cock into her cunt again and again. My wife couldn't help but moan and groan again: "Oh...you...you're so good...Uncle...you're fucking me so good...so...so good feeling...I...I want to call another man, okay...okay..."

Ah Shan didn't know my wife's intention and ignored it, still holding my wife's buttocks and continuing to work hard. At this moment, my wife was supporting her body with her right hand and kneading the most sensitive part of her breast with her left hand, fully enjoying the pleasure of sex, and occasionally swaying her hips to meet Ah Shan's thrusts... Soon, after Ah Shan roared, he quickly pulled out his penis, walked in front of my wife, and inserted it into her mouth, which was open and moaning. He shot thick semen into my wife's throat one after another. Although my wife tried her best to cooperate and swallow it all, some semen still leaked out and sprayed onto the sheets and the floor. After swallowing the large amount of semen in her mouth in several gulps, my wife gently licked Ah Shan's penis and glans clean with her lips, then licked up the remaining semen from the sheets and floor... Ah Shan then touched my wife's face and said, "You're such a slut, you fucked me so well, I wonder if I'll ever have another chance..."

My wife pushed his hand away and said seriously, "I don't want to betray my husband again. This is the only time. If you try to mess around again, I will definitely call the police! Please leave, I'm going to take a shower." After saying that, she turned and went into the bathroom.

My wife's resolute attitude was completely different from her wanton and flirtatious behavior during intercourse. Neither Ah Shan nor I expected her to react this way. Ah Shan left the room dejectedly, and I secretly climbed out of the kitchen, grabbed a drink and some hangover medicine, and also left the room.

When I got to the first floor, I ran into Ah Shan. He patted my shoulder with a sly smile and said, "Your wife is really horny, but she's very loyal to you. Cherish her!" I didn't know whether to be happy or worried after hearing that.

I returned to the room with the hangover remedy and drinks. As soon as my wife saw me, she hugged me tenderly and said, "Where did you go? I was so worried!"

I handed her the thawed hangover remedy and drinks, saying, "I couldn't help it, the front door was already closed when I came back from buying these things. I just opened it again, and the receptionist said he went to take a shower, and he took a really long time!" My wife looked at me with sympathy and said, "Poor thing, the receptionist is so mean..."

That night, after my wife and I made love, she fell asleep quickly. I watched her from the side, my heart filled with mixed feelings. Although watching her make love with another man excited and thrilled me, what she said after she finished with Ah Shan made me feel infinitely sorry and guilty. So I decided to cherish her more and make it up to her from now on.

The next morning around 9 a.m., after I got up, my wife said she had a headache, so I told her to rest a bit while I went out for a walk. As soon as I went downstairs, I vaguely heard Ah Shan discussing with a man the previous day's lewd behavior and the passionate sex they had. The man couldn't believe such a thing could happen, and Ah Shan said he would take him to have sex with my wife... So I greeted them, pretending to say, "My wife isn't feeling well and is resting in her room. I'm going to meet up with some friends now and will come back to pick her up at noon." I also told him, "My wife is still drunk, so don't take advantage of her." Ah Shan kept saying, "No...no..."

After I went out the door, I hid behind a car and spied on their movements. I saw Ah Shan instruct an old woman holding a mop to guard the counter, and then he and the man hurriedly went upstairs. Seeing them go upstairs, I quickly went into the hostel and went upstairs too.

Just as I reached the room, I heard my wife say, "Impossible! My husband didn't go to a party, he just went for a stroll, he'll be back soon, absolutely not..."

Hearing my wife say this, I was filled with confidence in her loyalty and was just about to confront Ah Shan... when I heard Ah Shan say, "It doesn't matter where your husband goes, he won't be back that soon. If you're worried, we'll go to the fourth floor and do it, then you can say you went to see him! Don't you want to try a threesome?"

My wife said, "But... isn't that a bit inappropriate? What if my husband doesn't believe me?" (Hearing her say this...) (To be honest, my heart had already turned cold.) Not long after, I heard my wife's panting voice coming from the room: "Okay...okay...my two...two good brothers...I...I...you've made me...uncomfortable...so uncomfortable...let's go up to the fourth floor...otherwise...it won't be good when my husband comes back..."

So I quickly hid on the second-floor stairs. At this moment, the door opened, and I saw two men and my wife walking out together. One of them had his arm around my wife's slender waist on the left, and the other was touching my wife's buttocks on the right. The three of them walked intimately to the room on the fourth floor...Alas! My loyal and good wife... [The End]

My wife and I live in Taichung. We are both 29 years old this year. We have been married for more than a year and have not yet planned to have children. My wife, Xiaojuan, is 162 cm tall, weighs 45 kg, and has a 32C bust. Her most captivating features are her straight and beautiful legs, her pure and lovely face, and her flowing long hair.

She started modeling for free at her cousin's photography studio in high school, a job she held until we got married. We dated for over three years before getting married, but my wife is very conservative in her clothing choices. Even when shooting promotional photos, she refused to wear skirts that went above the knee because she said she felt insecure in short skirts.

Although she dresses conservatively, my wife is very open in bed and has a strong sex drive. She likes to fantasize about having sex with a group of men and women during sex, and she describes the whole process in detail and records it on a recorder to listen to while masturbating (my wife often masturbates after showering). Or she makes phone calls to strange men during sex, and often she can continue to masturbate and talk on the phone for more than an hour after I have ejaculated. But as soon as she leaves the house, she becomes a conservative and pure woman, like Joan of Arc.

Around the beginning of last year, after I read Mr. Hu Zuofei's "Humiliating My Girlfriend", I realized that I was not the only one who wanted to expose my wife. I also learned some methods and techniques, so I started to brainwash my wife and praised her cleavage and legs every few days. My wife has gradually become more accepting of showing off her beautiful figure and is even willing to wear short skirts occasionally.

In mid-April this year, when my wife and I went to Chung-Yu Department Store, we ran into Yu-Hui, the most beautiful girl in my wife's department in college. She kept praising my wife's figure and legs, and said that my wife was dressing too conservatively, which was a waste of her good looks. My wife was overjoyed to hear this (because my wife admired Yu-Hui a lot in college, so her praise had a different effect). That night, I took the opportunity to take my wife to a stall selling sexy clothes at the Chung Hwa Night Market and bought three mini skirts, one of which was white and even shorter.

I immediately told my wife to go to the fitting room and change into the white miniskirt. After changing, she realized it was so short it barely covered her buttocks, exposing her bare thighs from the buttocks down. She immediately wanted to change back into her original skirt, but after I offered her a generous reward, she reluctantly agreed, considering the 5,000 yuan. As soon as we

left the stall, she regretted it. Most of the men in the night market were staring at her, and she was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. She dragged me to a noodle shop to hide. After ordering noodles, we tried to sit down, but found the noodle shop had traditional Japanese tables and small stools.

My wife wanted to ask the owner to pack it up and take it with her, but the owner, perhaps wanting a glimpse under her skirt, said they were out of plastic bags and couldn't pack it. I also wanted my wife to show off her beautiful legs, so I told her, "I've already started eating, you can't not eat now, let's finish quickly and leave!" My wife had no choice but to sit down.

But as soon as she sat down, her short skirt rode up even higher, completely exposing her purple panties. Afterwards, I swallowed hard and deliberately went to the owner to ask for some tissues. The owner squinted and asked me, "Is she your girlfriend?" I said, "She's my friend's girlfriend. She lives in Taipei and came down for a business trip. She's going back tomorrow." The owner said, "No wonder! So open-minded." As

soon as I walked back to sit next to my wife, she asked, "Was it exposed?" I said, "It's okay, you can't see her panties." My wife breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't realize how many people had already seen her purple panties.

Wanting to please the men present, I told my wife I was going to buy drinks and headed outside without waiting for her reply. Once outside, I hid and peeked. Seeing that my wife was alone, the men stared even more brazenly at her purple lace panties.

Just then, the shop owner suddenly came over, chuckling, and asked, "Hehe...is she your girlfriend? Don't pretend."

My scheme exposed, I had no choice but to admit she was my wife. The owner patted my shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be embarrassed, it's just for fun! Your wife is quite a sexy and alluring woman." Hearing someone describe my wife like that for the first time made my already erect penis throb even more painfully.

I asked the shop owner, "How did you find out?" He replied, "Go check if your wife's underwear is soaked."

Incredulous, I rushed to buy two drinks and went back into the shop. I bent down to look, and sure enough, her underwear was soaked, and her dark pubic hair was faintly visible. As soon as I sat down, my wife muttered, "Didn't you say it wasn't exposed? Why are those men staring at my crotch?"

I quickly clarified, "It wasn't exposed when I went to get toilet paper!" My wife snapped again, "Don't lie to me!" I could only tell her, "Look how many men want to sleep with you! They'll be fantasizing about you masturbating when they get home. Be confident, they're not laughing at you, they're admiring you, understand?" "Huh? Besides, we don't even know each other, what's there to be afraid of!"

My wife blushed immediately and said, "It's all your fault..."

I asked my wife again, "Are you excited now?" My wife said softly, "A little bit! Don't ask anymore, hurry up and eat your noodles."

When we finished eating and were about to leave, the owner said to my wife, "Miss, you are really beautiful. You should wear more short skirts like these. Don't be afraid of others seeing your good figure, and don't be afraid that your husband will run away."

Upon hearing this, my wife happily took my hand, thanked the shop owner, and hurried out of the store without looking back.

That lecherous shop owner was indeed cunning; my wife's demeanor changed completely after she left the noodle shop. She interpreted every glance as admiration and envy (what a simple-minded woman)... Soon after, the weather turned bad, and a heavy rain forced us to go home. That night, we had sex three times. Afterwards, while showering, she confessed that she was starting to enjoy the feeling of exposure. My plan to expose my wife—Xiaojuan—was beginning to gradually transform her into a promiscuous woman.

(II) Testing My Wife

Ever since the owner of the noodle shop at the Zhonghua Night Market praised my wife's figure and told her not to be afraid of being seen in short skirts, my wife has started to enjoy wearing more revealing clothes. I took the opportunity to take her to buy over a dozen thongs, some low-waisted skirts, and stiletto heels.

But I wasn't satisfied with that; I decided to test my wife's fidelity. Last month, when I took my wife to E-Die Department Store in Taichung, with my generous reward and encouragement, she wore a thin yellow shirt (somewhat see-through), a black low-waisted short skirt, and black stiletto heels without stockings.

As soon as we entered E-Die Department Store, she immediately attracted everyone's attention (men were lustful, women were disdainful), and my wife was quite proud of herself. But no matter which department store my wife goes to, the sales assistants all ignore her. Some of the wives quickly pull their husbands away. I was afraid that my wife would become frustrated and no longer want to wear revealing clothes. Just as I was thinking about how to comfort her, a sales assistant came over to chat with my wife and praised her for her attractive figure, especially her lower body, saying that those women were just jealous of her... and so on.

My wife was overjoyed to hear this (she'd met a benefactor and turned misfortune into good fortune), but when she was led to her counter, I discovered that the entire counter was dedicated to selling sexy lingerie. No wonder... I also lost over ten thousand dollars, which was heartbreaking... However, my wife's actions had a reward for my heartbreak. After leaving the lingerie counter, I started keeping a distance from my wife. When she was about to take the escalator from the third floor to the fourth floor, I pretended to tie my shoelaces and rode slowly, looking up from below. My wife's silk thong was tucked into her crotch, revealing only her smooth, sexy buttocks. Her panties, rolled up like ropes, were also swallowed by her vagina, exposing all her pubic hair. It was an extremely bizarre and lewd sight; I almost had a nosebleed.

At that moment, I noticed the two men behind me were also staring, swallowing hard. I turned around and discussed my wife's wanton lower body with them, asking if they wanted to touch this lewd woman. Surprisingly, they were too timid to do so, so I volunteered, saying, "I'll try first, and if it's okay, you can have your turn." They both nodded, swallowing hard.

I ran to my wife and chatted about trivial things, then pulled her to the stairwell between the fourth and fifth floors. As soon as they hid at the top of the stairs, I kissed her, unbuttoned her blouse with my right hand and reached inside to caress her breasts, while my left hand pulled up her super short skirt and pushed her thong aside, inserting my index finger into her vagina.

My wife, who was already about to leak vaginal fluid, was now even wetter, the fluid flowing down her thighs. Her entire genitals were completely exposed to the two men, but my wife was still immersed in pleasure and completely unaware. I poked around in her vagina for a while, then deliberately dipped my fingers in the vaginal fluid that had dripped down my wife's thighs and smeared it on her flowing hair... Just as I was about to take it a step further, I heard footsteps coming downstairs. My wife, afraid of being discovered, quickly pushed me away. I knew when to stop, so I pretended to have a stomachache and needed to use the restroom, telling my wife to go to the fifth floor first.

I walked towards the restroom, signaling for them to go, and then pretended to leave before turning back to follow them. When they got to the fifth floor, they indeed started flirting with my wife. I saw my wife chatting and laughing with them (she really is a womanizer). Soon after, my wife and they took the escalator downstairs, and I secretly followed them to see what they were doing with my wife.

My wife then led them to my car (I parked it in a parking space a bit further away on the street, because it was a redevelopment zone with few people and cars). I waited for 30 minutes before calling my wife to ask where they were. My wife lied and said she wasn't feeling well, so she went back to the car.

After a while, the two men left the car. I waited until they had walked a distance before pretending to run into them and asking if they had gone to see that slut (my wife). One of the taller men said, "She's really amazing, beautiful and slutty, her oral sex skills are top-notch, she even loves to eat semen." The shorter man said, "I'm so lucky today, I got to have fun and get a souvenir."

I asked them about what happened and found out that my seemingly innocent but slutty wife not only kissed and caressed them passionately in the car, but also gave them oral sex, and finally ate all of their semen with relish, even licking the semen that sprayed on the seat. (She never gives me oral sex when I haven't showered, let alone swallows my semen. Sigh! Women…)

Back in the car, I immediately smelled semen. I deliberately asked my wife, "Why does it smell weird?" My wife looked slightly nervous and said, "That's probably the smell of the spoiled bubble tea we bought this morning…"

I then reached into my wife's skirt and asked, feigning surprise, "Where are your underwear?" My wife was startled and stammered, "That…that's because…" "I took off my underwear because I wanted to surprise you."

I asked her, "Where did you put it?" My wife said, "I threw it... I threw it in the restroom at E-Die Department Store." (What a lie!)

Seeing this opportunity, I said, "Okay, you're quite romantic. Shall we go for a walk on Yizhong Street?" My wife said, "No, I'm not even wearing underwear right now, and my skirt is so short it'll expose me. Let's just go home!"

How could I let go of such a great opportunity to expose my wife? So I said, "Okay, let's go to E-Die Department Store first to pick up your underwear, and then grab something to eat, I'm really hungry."

My wife immediately said, "Let's go somewhere else to eat!" I said, "No, I only want to eat the roast pork rice in the food court in the basement of E-Die Department Store, or the fried noodles on Yizhong Street. Besides, your top is yellow, so it won't be too revealing." My wife had no choice but to agree to go to Yizhong Street.

After getting off the bus at Yizhong Street, I realized that my wife's thin yellow shirt was already a bit transparent, and after being exposed to the sunlight, her areolas and nipples were very clear, and her entire breasts were almost spilling out. The passersby on Yizhong Street were all stunned. I deliberately chose a noodle shop without air conditioning. After finishing the noodles, my wife was drenched in sweat, her yellow shirt soaked through, clinging almost entirely to her body.

At this point, the shape of her breasts was completely exposed, causing a stir among everyone present. Whistles, insults, disgusted looks, and greedy stares were all focused on her. Some people even took photos. Only then did my wife realize what was happening. I then deliberately went to buy chicken cutlets, forcing my wife to cover her chest with both hands as she tried to run back to the car.

At this time, my wife ran into her male colleague, Jianxiong. He seemed to have struck gold and sarcastically asked her, "Xiaojuan, I never imagined you had such a great figure and were so open-minded." My wife, ashamed, only managed a "Sorry" before running towards the car… I knew a storm was brewing, so I anxiously returned to the car. Sure enough, my wife cried and berated me, "It's all your fault… How am I supposed to go to work now…"

She berated me for over an hour. Later, I pretended to be sad and hugged her, crying, which finally calmed her anger.

I had initially thought my wife might not wear revealing clothes anymore, but unexpectedly, she became even more daring in wearing them and did things I never anticipated.

(III) Humiliation after the class reunion

To be honest, after my wife's revealing outfits at E-Die Department Store and Yizhong Street in early June, I was initially worried that her male colleague, Jianxiong, might use those photos to blackmail her. However, according to my wife, Jianxiong is known for gossiping at work and groping female colleagues (he now also frequently takes advantage of my wife). So, when he threatened to sleep with her and she refused, he described her provocatively and lewdly at Yizhong Street to all his colleagues, no one believed him. Furthermore, my wife has always dressed conservatively at the company for over three years, making her colleagues believe he was maliciously slandering her.

Perhaps because my wife defused the situation so easily, and knowing that Jianxiong's daily encounters with her remind him of her revealing outfits at Yizhong Street, but he can't have her, has made her quite cheerful at work lately.

After observing my wife's reactions and moods through repeated exposure over several weeks, I finally confirmed that she was able to derive some pleasure and excitement from it. Each time she went out exposed herself, or after I showed her articles about wife-swapping online (although she always said they were all scams), she was always particularly unrestrained and passionate during sex that night. When she called strange men (the woman hung up, the man answered), she spoke very explicitly, and her moans were incredibly seductive. (My wife's ability to call strange men during sex was the result of my painstaking training.)

My wife's outfits are becoming increasingly sexy, but she's still hesitant to wear overly revealing clothes (such as transparent tops, not wearing a bra, or very low-cut clothing, etc.).

What I'm about to share is an incident that happened to my wife on June 28, 1992, when she attended her high school reunion.

The night before the reunion, my wife, at my urging, prepared her outfit for the next day before going to bed: a pale yellow strapless front-button bra (its clasp was in the front), a yellow sexy thong, a pink cropped shirt, a brown mini-skirt, and camel-yellow stilettos. While my wife was asleep, I secretly took small nail clippers and cut the clasp seams of the pale yellow strapless front-button bra she was going to wear to the reunion, leaving only two thin lines for support. After finishing, I climbed back into bed and went to sleep.

The next day, my wife and I prepared to take the electric train from Taichung Station (my car broke down) to attend a class reunion at the backyard of my wife's classmate, Jiawen, in Yuanlin Township, Changhua County.

When we arrived at Taichung Station and boarded the electric train, my wife naturally attracted the attention of all the men. My wife's demeanor was poised and elegant. Her pink cropped shirt, brown mini-skirt (still without stockings), camel-yellow stilettos, light makeup, and cherry-red lips made her long, flowing hair exude a charming and mature femininity as she walked.

Since there weren't many people boarding, my wife and I managed to grab two seats. The three men sitting opposite us (except for the two young women who looked at us with disdain) kept stealing glances at my wife's incredibly short, tight skirt, which, despite being pulled up, couldn't completely conceal what lay beneath—her sexy yellow thong, some messy pubic hair, and her slender, snow-white, alluring legs below her hips.

When one of the girls opposite us got off at Chenggong Station, I lied to my wife, saying I'd go sit across from us to see if she was exposed. Once we were on the other side, we realized just how alluring her skirt was, and my wife was happily enjoying the visual lewdness we men were witnessing. Until my wife and I got off at Yuanlin Station, the seats opposite her were extremely popular.

After arriving at Yuanlin Station, my wife and I took a taxi to her classmate Jiawen's house. Jiawen's backyard was already very lively, and my wife was greeted with countless whistles as soon as she entered. As soon as Jiawen saw my wife, she shouted, "Xiaojuan, are you obsessed with men? Dressed so revealingly, trying to seduce them? Luckily, my husband isn't home..." (She only lives with her husband.)

My wife's best friend from high school, Yashan, also came over, reaching under my wife's super short, tight skirt and groping her, saying to me, "Oh my! Such a horny woman, you must not have satisfied her, right?"

Before I could say anything, my wife laughed and said, "Yashan, have you forgotten that everyone in our class has an insatiable sex drive?" (My wife's high school class was all girls.)

At this point, all the women in the yard burst into laughter, while the men (their husbands or boyfriends, including me, of course) all looked extremely embarrassed.

Soon, all the women started chatting about their recent situations like it was a marketplace. I also started chatting with some of the men over cigarettes, but most of the conversation revolved around my wife. Seeing their lustful looks at her, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, imagining how amazing it would be if my wife used a little force and the hook on her pale yellow strapless bra broke… my little brother immediately got hard.

After a while, Jiawen clapped her hands and loudly suggested a beer-drinking contest, which was immediately agreed upon by most of them. (No way! My alcohol tolerance is terrible. If I get drunk and my wife's bra hook breaks, I won't be able to see anything!)

Luckily, it was only for the ladies, and the men were to pay. The ladies were divided into eleven groups of three. The group that drank the most bottles within ten minutes would win 9,000 yuan, second place 6,000 yuan, and third place 3,000 yuan. (And it was us twenty-odd men who paid for it; men really have it tough.)

My wife, Yashan, and another female classmate (a dinosaur!) were in the same group. All the ladies lined up in a row. At the beginning of the competition, all the ladies were quite reserved, but as soon as the host announced that the prize money for first to third place would be doubled, all the ladies started drinking and chugging without any regard for their image.

My wife went all out, her pink open-front shirt completely soaked in beer, her bra almost entirely exposed (and not just my wife, but all the women there were in a similar state); all the men in the room ran to the opposite side of the women, their eyes fixed on the chests of other men's wives or girlfriends (except for the "Dinosaur Lady," of course, nobody looked at her), what a spectacular scene! (Peaks stretching to the horizon.)

As the competition ended, all the women realized their bras were exposed and began to cover their breasts with their hands (even the "Dinosaur Lady"), while not a single man in the room helped cover his wife or girlfriend (another bizarre sight). Later, when the host started announcing the results, my wife's group won second place, and my wife jumped up and down with joy, hugging Yashan in both arms.

When my wife turned to face us men, her front-button strapless bra snapped as the hook broke, and the entire bra immediately fell back, revealing her 32C breasts. My wife was still basking in her excitement, while all the men present stared at her breasts, dumbfounded. My plan had succeeded.

I wanted to let this rare spectacle continue, but I was afraid she would be upset when she got home (the consequences of exposing my wife on Yizhong Street were too dire), so I gave her a hint. After realizing she was exposed, my wife covered her chest with her hands in embarrassment and rushed into the bathroom; Jiawen also noticed my wife's exposure and quickly grabbed a jacket for me to give to her. After I comforted my wife in the bathroom, she came out feeling more at ease.

Upon arriving at the backyard, Ya-shan, seeing that my wife was alright, teased her, "Xiao-juan, I never imagined your breasts were so big, they can't even be covered by a bra." Then, looking at me, she said, "Ah-wen, you must be very happy every night, right?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and my wife couldn't help but laugh too. The group continued drinking and chatting... After a long time, the class reunion ended, and everyone gradually dispersed. My wife, after being plied with drinks by Ya-shan and the classmates, became so drunk that she was dizzy and confused. Although Jia-wen tried her best to persuade us to stay for the night, my wife insisted on going home to sleep, and returned her coat as well.

I was taking a taxi with my wife to go home, but she started feeling nauseous before we even left Yuanlin Township. The taxi driver quickly asked us to get out of the car, but I had no choice but to walk with her to a nearby old hostel.

As soon as we entered the hostel, we smelled a musty odor. A middle-aged man (bald, with a beer belly and black teeth from betel nut chewing) was there to greet us; he was filthy and disgusting.

After he led us inside, his eyes were fixed on my wife's thighs, which were lying on the sofa, with a lecherous look. I asked him, "What kind of rooms do you have?" He seemed a little impatient, still staring at my wife's thighs, and said, "All rooms are the same! Six hundred yuan a night, how about that?"

Wow! That's really cheap. I had no choice but to agree.

He tossed us a key: "Go in on the third floor, the second room on the left!"

After paying and getting the key, just as we were about to go upstairs, the middle-aged man said to me again, "Young man! Which hotel or tea house is that woman you're hugging? She's so beautiful, how much is she a night?"

I smiled wryly and said, "No! She's my wife. We live in Taichung. She got drunk at a class reunion and couldn't go home, so..." "You just arrived at the hostel!"

The middle-aged man must have caught a glimpse of my wife's skirt as I carried her upstairs. He muttered to himself, "Dressed like that, so slutty, I bet she's a prostitute..."

After carrying my wife to the room on the third floor, I tried to wake her up to take a shower, but I couldn't get her to. Soon after, she vomited all over the sheets and floor. I thought to myself, "Oh no, I'm going to get yelled at by that middle-aged man." Just as I was about to go downstairs, I suddenly remembered a similar situation in Mr. Hu Zuofei's "Humiliating My Girlfriend." Why not try it out? With that thought, my penis got hard.

But I was worried that my wife would be raped by that dirty and nasty middle-aged man, which seemed inappropriate... But in the end, my desire to humiliate my wife prevailed over reason. So I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my wife's pink open-front shirt (there were only four buttons on the shirt), pulled it open to the sides, exposing most of her breasts and a small part of her areolas. Then I pulled her super short and tight skirt up to her waist, revealing her thong and some pubic hair. Then I went to the front desk on the first floor and asked the middle-aged man to come to the room to change the sheets.

The middle-aged man had initially been angrily cursing, but when he heard I was going to buy some late-night snacks and hangover remedies, his eyes lit up. He went inside to get the sheets and told me where to buy the best late-night snacks… (He just wanted me to come back later; did he think I was an idiot?)

I went to a nearby convenience store, bought drinks and hangover remedies, and rushed back. There was only an old woman at the counter. As I tiptoed to the door of the room on the third floor, I heard my wife… Shouting, "I want to sleep, um... Wenguo (my name), please don't do this..."

I knew the middle-aged man was taking advantage of my wife while she was drunk, so I tried to open the door to peek, but found it locked from the inside. In a panic (I couldn't see in my panic), I quickly knocked on the door and shouted, "Open the door! Open the door! Open the door quickly..."

I only heard the middle-aged man curse, "Damn it! We haven't even started yet..." A moment later, the door opened. He glared at me and said, "The sheets aren't changed yet! You've vomited everywhere. It'll cost an extra 300 yuan for cleaning."

I patted his shoulder and laughed, "Don't be angry. How about I let you continue doing what you were just doing?"

He rolled his eyes at me and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

I laughed again and said, "Stop pretending! If you're not going to do it, then hurry up and change the sheets and get out!"

He swallowed hard, looked at my wife, and said, "Are you serious? You're willing to let me sleep with your wife?"

At this point, I started to regret it. If my wife knew that I had found such a bald, beer-bellied, dirty, and bad-smelling disgusting man to sleep with, she would hate me for life!

But once the words were out, I was in a bind. If I refused, I didn't know what the consequences would be. My wife was already completely drunk, and I wanted to see her being violated. In the end, I decided to disregard my reason and agree to his request.

I nervously told him, "Sure! But you can't let my wife know I let you have sex with her, and you can't ejaculate inside her, or I'll make you regret it!"

He grinned and said, "Just call me Ah Shan! I know what to do, I won't make things difficult for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Shan hurriedly went to my wife's side. I hid in the closet at the foot of the bed, peeking through a small gap to avoid being discovered by my wife.

At this moment, Ah Shan's right hand was already impatiently caressing my wife's breasts, while his left hand slowly took off my wife's shirt. Then, he began to play with my wife's 32C breasts. He would rub my wife's dark nipples with his index finger and thumb, and then he would grab my wife's breasts with both hands and knead them wantonly.

Soon my wife started panting, murmuring, "Wen Guo... I'm so sleepy... Don't play with me anymore... Hmm... Hmm... Can't we do it tomorrow...?"

At this moment, Ah Shan bent down and sucked on my wife's two nipples, while his right hand slowly reached to the part of my wife's thong that was slightly open between her legs, gently teasing her genitals through the thin fabric. My wife bit her lip and whispered, "You're so bad... You won't let me sleep... Hmm... Hmm... So... So bad..." "

As my wife's legs spread wider with pleasure, Ah Shan slid his right middle finger into her vagina and began teasing her clitoris with increasing speed. My wife, in turn, arched her lower body upwards to allow his finger to penetrate deeper, her face filled with an expression of enjoyment… (My palms were sweating with excitement.)

Soon after, Ah Shan pulled his right middle finger out of my wife's vagina and showed it to me. His right middle finger was wet with my wife's vaginal fluid. Ah Shan then slowly removed my wife's miniskirt and thong. My wife, still dazed, kept her eyes closed and slightly raised her hips to cooperate with Ah Shan's movements."

After undressing my wife, Ah Shan grabbed her legs and lifted them up, making her vulva protrude clearly. Ah Shan gently rubbed my wife's already swollen clitoris with one hand, and inserted two fingers into my wife's vagina with the other hand, teasing my wife until she trembled all over.

Seeing that my wife was getting into the mood, Ah Shan grabbed one of her legs with each hand and spread them apart. He then brought his mouth to my wife's vulva and frantically licked it with his tongue. My wife moaned, "So...so good...yes...yes...right there...it's itchy...so itchy...faster...give it to me...I...I...want...I want it so much..."

At this moment, Ah Shan straightened up, reached into my wife's vulva, scooped up some of her vaginal fluid, and smeared it on his glans. Then he pressed his thick, dark penis against my wife's vaginal opening and said, "You slut, do you want it?"

My wife probably realized that this wasn't my voice. She suddenly woke up and opened her eyes, only to see a bald, beer-bellied middle-aged man! My wife, completely sobered up by the sudden appearance of his drink, asked in a panic, "Who...who are you? How did I get here...where's my husband?"

Ah Shan, leering at my wife, said, "Don't worry, this is a hostel. Your husband went to buy some late-night snacks; he won't be back anytime soon!" He then prepared to thrust his erect, hard, and red penis into my wife's vagina.

My wife quickly pushed him away, saying, "No...no, what if my husband comes back and sees this! Please let me go, okay?"

Ah Shan, already eager for more, wasn't about to let go of the beautiful woman before him. He shoved my wife's hands away and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina with a "plop." My wife let out a soft "oh," struggling to speak, "Please...please don't...don't do this, let my...husband...find out...I...I..."

Ah Shan held my wife's slender waist with both hands, thrusting in and out of her vagina, panting as he said, "I...I've already..." "The main door is closed...closed, your husband...can't get in, don't worry!"

My wife gasped again, "Really...really? But...I...I still can't...betray him..."

Ah Shan seemed impatient and cursed, "Slut! You bitch! Always thinking about your husband, don't I fuck you good enough?" He then increased the speed of his thrusting, wildly plunging into the most sensitive spot deep inside my wife's cunt.

Under the relentless thrusting of Ah Shan's massive penis, my wife gradually became aroused and stopped resisting being raped by a stranger. She began to twist her body to match the in-and-out movements of Ah Shan's penis, her hands caressing Ah Shan's chest. Her overflowing vaginal fluids were squeezed out with the thrusting of Ah Shan's penis, flowing down my wife's urethra and anus, soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

My wife started moaning incoherently, "Uncle, you're so good...so...so amazing...it feels so good...so good...mmm...mmm...so good...faster...fuck me faster...I...I'm about to fly...fly...fly...mmm...mmm...mmm...fuck me harder...I love...I love you so much..."

Under the continuous thrusting of his big cock, my wife was brought to orgasm. Ah Shan didn't give my wife a chance to catch her breath. He picked her up and sat her on his lap. While enjoying the pleasure of her orgasm, my wife lewdly and passionately twisted her hips and swallowed Ah Shan's cock, allowing his big cock to penetrate deeper into her cunt. Her lips passionately kissed Ah Shan's foul-mouthed mouth.

Later, seeing that my wife was aroused by the sex, Ah Shan lay down on the bed, his penis erect, letting her take the initiative, while he admired her seductive tongue lightly licking her lips, her face lasciviously flushed, and her firm, alluring breasts bobbing up and down… My wife became more and more excited with each thrust, her once flowing long hair flying wildly in all directions with her passion.

After a long time… my wife, due to the intense sex of their affair, quickly reached another orgasm. Ah Shan was not satisfied at this point, so he put my wife down again, making her kneel with her buttocks raised high, and then attacked my wife's pussy from behind.

Ah Shan held my wife's round buttocks with both hands and thrust his big cock into her cunt again and again. My wife couldn't help but moan and groan again: "Oh...you...you're so good...Uncle...you're fucking me so good...so...so good feeling...I...I want to call another man, okay...okay..."

Ah Shan didn't know my wife's intention and ignored it, still holding my wife's buttocks and continuing to work hard. At this moment, my wife was supporting her body with her right hand and kneading the most sensitive part of her breast with her left hand, fully enjoying the pleasure of sex, and occasionally swaying her hips to meet Ah Shan's thrusts... Soon, after Ah Shan roared, he quickly pulled out his penis, walked in front of my wife, and inserted it into her mouth, which was open and moaning. He shot thick semen into my wife's throat one after another. Although my wife tried her best to cooperate and swallow it all, some semen still leaked out and sprayed onto the sheets and the floor. After swallowing the large amount of semen in her mouth in several gulps, my wife gently licked Ah Shan's penis and glans clean with her lips, then licked up the remaining semen from the sheets and floor... Ah Shan then touched my wife's face and said, "You're such a slut, you fucked me so well, I wonder if I'll ever have another chance..."

My wife pushed his hand away and said seriously, "I don't want to betray my husband again. This is the only time. If you try to mess around again, I will definitely call the police! Please leave, I'm going to take a shower." After saying that, she turned and went into the bathroom.

My wife's resolute attitude was completely different from her wanton and flirtatious behavior during intercourse. Neither Ah Shan nor I expected her to react this way. Ah Shan left the room dejectedly. I sneaked out of the kitchen, grabbed a drink and some hangover medicine, and left the room too.

When I got to the first floor, I ran into Ah Shan. He gave me a sly smile, patted my shoulder, and said, "Your wife is really horny, but she's very loyal to you. Cherish her!" I didn't know whether to be happy or worried after hearing that.

I returned to the room with the hangover remedy and drinks. As soon as my wife saw me, she hugged me tenderly and said, "Where did you go? I was so worried!"

I handed her the thawed hangover remedy and drinks, saying, "I couldn't help it, the front door was already closed when I came back from buying these things. I just opened it again, and the receptionist said he went to take a shower, and he took a really long time!" My wife looked at me with sympathy and said, "Poor thing, the receptionist is so mean..."

That night, after my wife and I made love, she fell asleep quickly. I watched her from the side, my heart filled with mixed feelings. Although watching her make love with another man excited and thrilled me, what she said after she finished with Ah Shan made me feel infinitely sorry and guilty. So I decided to cherish her more and make it up to her from now on.

The next morning around 9 a.m., after I got up, my wife said she had a headache, so I told her to rest a bit while I went out for a walk. As soon as I went downstairs, I vaguely heard Ah Shan discussing with a man the previous day's lewd behavior and the passionate sex they had. The man couldn't believe such a thing could happen, and Ah Shan said he would take him to have sex with my wife... So I greeted them, pretending to say, "My wife isn't feeling well and is resting in her room. I'm going to meet up with some friends now and will come back to pick her up at noon." I also told him, "My wife is still drunk, so don't take advantage of her." Ah Shan kept saying, "No...no..."

After I went out the door, I hid behind a car and spied on their movements. I saw Ah Shan instruct an old woman holding a mop to guard the counter, and then he and the man hurriedly went upstairs. Seeing them go upstairs, I quickly went into the hostel and went upstairs too.

Just as I reached the room, I heard my wife say, "Impossible! My husband didn't go to a party, he just went for a stroll, he'll be back soon, absolutely not..."

Hearing my wife say this, I was filled with confidence in her loyalty and was just about to confront Ah Shan... when I heard Ah Shan say, "It doesn't matter where your husband goes, he won't be back that soon. If you're worried, we'll go to the fourth floor and do it, then you can say you went to see him! Don't you want to try a threesome?"

My wife said, "But... isn't that a bit inappropriate? What if my husband doesn't believe me?" (Hearing her say this...) (To be honest, my heart had already turned cold.) Not long after, I heard my wife's panting voice from the room: "Okay...okay...my two...two good brothers...I...I...you've made me...uncomfortable...so uncomfortable...let's go up to the fourth floor...otherwise...it won't be good when my husband comes back..."

So I quickly hid on the second-floor stairs. Just then, the door opened, and two men and my wife walked out together. One man had his arm around my wife's slender waist on the left, and the other was touching her buttocks on the right. The three of them walked intimately towards the fourth-floor room...Alas! My loyal, good wife... [The End]

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