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Women, you make me succumb to sexual depravity. I've always been a conservative man, especially when it comes to sex. I've never considered sleeping with a woman other than my wife. However, the realities of society have gradually changed my thoughts and actions.
My wife is a beautiful, alluring, and elegant woman. She's 168cm tall, with a pair of full, large breasts, fair and firm, that sway as she walks. She has a beautiful, slender waist, and her round, smooth buttocks are slightly upturned. Her long, flowing hair frames her beautiful face. Everyone who has seen her says she's beautiful, gentle, and sexy. Wherever she goes, she's always surrounded by men showering her with attention. Actually, her most beautiful feature is her vulva. Between her two fair, slender legs grows thick, glossy black pubic hair, and her pink, smooth vulva is incredibly sexy. Although she had been sexually active for nearly ten years, due to her natural beauty and good maintenance, her vagina could still easily produce a large amount of vaginal fluid, and could still tightly wrap around my thick, long penis like a virgin's vagina, bringing me to the peak of pleasure. Of course, only I knew this.

In fact, she was also very conservative in terms of sex. We made love for the first time when she was 24 years old. I didn't expect that she was still a virgin. Bright red virgin blood stained the sheets and our private parts. Soon, we got married. The two of us were immersed in wonderful sex. And my thick, hard penis constantly struck her sensitive clitoris, bringing her to orgasm involuntarily with moans. Some people say that a sexually fulfilled woman is the most beautiful. Indeed, a full sex life made her skin more delicate and smooth, her breasts firmer, and her sexy buttocks more upturned. Her whole body exuded the unique charm of a mature young woman.

Four years ago, due to a job transfer, we began to live apart. Because we lived too far apart, it became very difficult to meet. Sometimes we could only see each other once every six months. Everything else was easy to resolve, but the issue of sex was the only problem. My wife was in her prime, accustomed to a life of sexual bliss, and couldn't bear the emptiness of her spirit and the loneliness of her body. I remember just a week after I left her, she called me. She murmured, "Husband, come back, come back quickly... I can't take it anymore..." So

I took leave and went home. As soon as we met, we didn't bother to say a word, we quickly took off our clothes, hugged each other, and rolled around on the bed.

"Did you miss me, you little slut?"

"Yes, I dreamt of you.

" "What did you miss?"

"I missed... your big penis, quick, quick, put it in... ah... ah... faster..."

"Is your cunt wet?"

"Yes, it's almost a river... itchy... faster... harder... harder... put it all the way in..."

She was truly a mature woman, thirsting, lustful, and sexy.

My penis pierced through the dense forest and entered the warm, moist flesh. The long-starved cunt gripped my penis tightly, trembling involuntarily, bringing waves of pleasure. This was a place both familiar and slightly unfamiliar.

I straightened my thick, hard penis and began to thrust rapidly. Each time, the glans slammed violently against her clitoris, the base of my penis pressing against her sensitive clitoris. Accompanied by my wife's involuntary moans and groans of pleasure, she quickly reached her first orgasm. Hot vaginal fluid gushed onto my glans.

"I missed you so much," she gasped, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, "Don't come out, I... I want more..."

"You're so lewd!"

"I am a lewd slut, so what? My cunt craves the thrusting of a big penis... fuck me hard... fuck me..."

I never expected my usually dignified, beautiful, and elegant wife to say such things.

"I can't believe you said that," she said.

"In front of others, I'm an unapproachable noblewoman; in front of you, I'm a complete slut, don't you like that?"

"I like it," I replied. Being young, my penis quickly became hard again. So, I thrust in and out vigorously. This time, it took a long time before she reached her second orgasm amidst moans.

In the following days, the two of us, naked, kept thrusting, moaning, and making love wildly. In just one day, we reached orgasm five times. My wife's pink vulva was a little swollen, finally completely satisfied. Her fair, beautiful face looked as if it had been touched by a spring breeze. But when it was time for me to leave, my wife frowned. The thought of the long, agonizing night ahead made her shudder. She didn't know how to get through the lonely night, or what she might do. Reluctantly, she let go of me and saw me off at the train station.

"Come back soon, I'm waiting for you... I need you... I've gotten used to it... I can't stand

living without you..." my wife whispered in my ear, her face flushed and her eyes red. I had thought we could be together again soon. But unexpected problems made it impossible for us to live together anytime soon. My occasional visits home clearly couldn't satisfy her intense sexual desire. At thirty, she was like a wolf, her powerful physical urges, coupled with loneliness, constantly tormenting her fragile mind and body. A hint of sorrow often graced her beautiful face. As for me, although I had countless opportunities to vent my frustrations on other women, I insisted on not betraying my beloved wife and never did. Then,

a chance incident completely changed me.

One year later, I was on a business trip and happened to pass by my neighborhood. My car broke down, giving me a perfect excuse to go home. To surprise my wife, I didn't tell her. Instead, I quietly returned home in the middle of the night.

I tiptoed into the bedroom. In the bright moonlight, I saw my wife's beautiful, naked body, a sight I hadn't seen in so long. I was filled with desire. Just as I was about to tear off her clothes and rush over, I suddenly realized something was wrong. To my utter astonishment, a naked man lay on the large bed. One of his hands was so casually placed on my wife's high, firm breasts.

My God, my noble, conservative wife had actually cheated on me! I simply couldn't believe what I was seeing.

My eyes blazed, and my teeth clenched. But I didn't act impulsively. Reason told me to stay calm.

I decided to film this scene first.

I found the camera, went upstairs (to the duplex), found the right angle, and started recording.

As dawn broke, the image on the screen gradually became clearer. My God, how familiar this man in the video looked! I looked closely, and my God, it was my brother, my own brother! Like being struck by lightning, my whole body went limp, and I collapsed to the floor.

Damn brother, even if you're covered in penises, you can't finish fucking all the beauties in the world. Why won't you leave your own sister-in-law

alone? Suddenly, I heard a noise downstairs. First, my naked wife, yawning and still half asleep, walked into the bathroom in the master bedroom, and immediately the sound of splashing water filled the air. Then, she returned to the bed, turned to one side and tightly hugged my brother, placing one of her fair and slender legs on top of his. Her beautiful vulva gently rubbed against his leg.

My brother woke up, his thick penis erect. He rolled over and pinned his beautiful sister-in-law beneath him. With a "plop," his thick penis entered my wife's tender vulva.

"Ah, you bad boy, it's happening again... be gentle... my vulva is so small... I... it hurts..."

"Okay, I'm coming..."

"Who told you to come... you bad boy..." My wife's slender arms quickly hugged my brother's strong body tightly.

The younger brother chuckled secretly and immediately began thrusting vigorously. Their practiced and coordinated movements suggested they had been together for some time.

Amidst prolonged thrusting and waves of pleasurable moans, they reached orgasm almost simultaneously.

"Don't ejaculate inside...no...!" the wife cried out, struggling.

The younger brother ignored her, his strong hands gripping her sexy buttocks tightly, pushing his large penis deep into her core, ejaculating his semen with abandon.

After a satisfying sexual encounter, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Their relaxed bodies embraced tightly again, kissing incessantly.

"What did your brother say to you when he left?"

"He told me to take good care of you."

"He told you to take care of me like this?"

"But, sister-in-law, you really need a man's caresses, you really need perfect sex! I can't bear to see you looking so gloomy all the time. Such a beautiful girl, yet you suffer from loneliness every night. You've regained your youth and vitality compared to before. Haven't you?"

"But, I'm your own sister-in-law! I really can't bear to think about it..."

"You're also a woman of our family. It's better for us to be together than for other stinky men to be with you, right? It's better for me to have sex with you than for other men to have sex with you, right? We shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders!"

"Besides you, I won't have sex with anyone else..."

"That's right, little beauty, little slut..."

"You bad boy, you just ejaculated inside me, and I'm in my sensitive period, what if I get pregnant?"

"It's okay, give birth! She'll still be our family's bloodline and heir!"

"Then how will you explain it to your brother?"

"It's okay. If he finds out, I'll just have my wife sleep with him and give him a son."

"You rascal, that's your family's business. You handle it yourself, I don't care. Get up, you have to go to work. Go wash up, I'll make breakfast."

My wife was wearing a sexy pink see-through thong, her dark pubic hair peeking out. The pink bra accentuated the whiteness and tenderness of her breasts. She quickly made breakfast.

"Come over early tonight, I'll make you some Western food."

"Okay, but your lips are the best." "

You rascal," after the two kissed, my brother left the house. Perhaps she was too tired from the night, my wife lay down on the bed again, looking sexually aroused, and fell into a deep sleep.

I put away the video camera and videotapes and quietly left the house.

She needed sex, and so did I.

I knocked on the door rudely, and my wife, wearing a sexy see-through nightgown, opened the door, looking surprised when she saw me.

I frantically tore off our clothes, thrusting my enormous penis deep into her wetness, pounding violently against her clitoris. My hands roughly kneaded her full, white breasts. Ignoring my wife's desperate pleas, I inserted my penis into her narrow anus for the first time. Finally, grabbing her long, flowing hair, I ejaculated into her sexy little mouth amidst her painful moans.

I felt as if the moral principles and social beliefs I had been instilled with and upheld for decades had completely collapsed overnight. I felt bewildered, felt unbearable pain, felt the anger of suddenly waking up to the fact that I had been deceived for decades, felt the relief of being reborn after desire, felt a sense of liberation for my entire body and mind.

I was a completely different person.

From then on, I further understood women's deep-seated needs and desires for sex, and deeply comprehended how important, how legitimate, and how normal it was for them to satisfy their physical desires. Using artificial social moral constraints to restrict and suppress women's sexual desire is the most immoral and undemocratic thing in the world. How cruel and heartless it is for a woman to go without sex for a long time.

Women have the right to freely pursue sexual happiness. Whether a young girl or a young woman, as long as a woman is mature in body and mind, she can choose, through various means and opportunities, the person she likes—her husband, her father, her son, or any other man she deems necessary and suitable—to satisfy her physical and psychological needs at the right time, place, and occasion. In short, as long as a woman is willing and likes it

, that's enough. The same applies to men.

Since that night, I have completely liberated myself.

When my brother's wife visited my city, I felt perfectly justified in enjoying her young and beautiful body. Having been sexually deprived for so long, she regained her youth and vitality under my body. Although we had only been together for less than a month, I successfully got her pregnant. "Being a woman in your family, I've never felt so comfortable before, really," she murmured, nestled in my arms.

My younger sister, now in college, also became a real woman beneath me. Nourished by my abundant semen, her body developed even more curvaceously, graceful and healthy, growing up happily. "Brother, thank you. You made me feel like a real woman. I'll always be yours, whenever you want."

A female teacher from my high school, after a teacher-student reunion, inexplicably brought me back to her home. Coming from a very wealthy family, she possessed a noble air and natural beauty. She said she fell in love with me at first sight. Although many years had passed and she had a fulfilling life, she had never forgotten me deep in her heart. Though past her prime, she still retained her charm and allure, and our first time making love allowed me to experience oral sex, breast sex, and anal sex. "You're the first man to possess three places on my body at once. I'll always love you, and you can come to me anytime you want. My whole being belongs to you."

A sixteen-year-old schoolgirl painted her vulva pink with lipstick and asked me to deflower her. "I want to give my first time a special feeling, one I'll never forget."

During a company party at a bar, one of my beautiful female colleagues got drunk. Living closest to her, I felt obligated to take her home. In her apartment, she stripped naked and danced a folk dance in front of me, flaunting her incredibly beautiful body. I completely conquered her with my enormous penis and skillful technique. The 19-year-old frankly told me that I was the 47th man to enter her body, and also the one who made her feel the most comfortable. From then on, she became infatuated with me, constantly asking me to come to her place for crazy sex. Even after she left the company six months later, she still called me from time to time. In less than six months, the women who rolled under me included teenage girls seeking novelty, young women with uncontrollable desires, working girls, and female bosses—probably dozens. It's fair to say I've slept with all sorts of women, possessing and conquering countless types.

The one I can't forget is a 34-year-old female PhD. I met her online. Through the webcam, I saw her beautiful face and high breasts. I deliberately ignored her. She was indeed defiant and insisted on meeting me, wanting to prove she could conquer me. This was exactly what I wanted.

At our first meeting, I learned her husband was also a PhD, but he was in the United States and hadn't returned for two years. Her job was easy and her income was high. However, being alone, without relatives, and unable to talk to her colleagues, she felt extremely lonely and isolated. She craved a man's love and comfort, both emotionally and physically. That very night, I took her back to my single dormitory.

She seemed prepared. Emerging from the bathroom, she wore only a sheer, deep red bathrobe, as thin as a cicada's wing. Her skin was as white as jade, and between her long, slender legs was a patch of dark pubic hair. Under my burning gaze, she confidently lay down on my bed, her legs stretched out, her breasts heaving, turning her head to smile—a smile brimming with allure. Charming but not gaudy, passionate but not promiscuous.

I was dumbfounded, my eyes fixed on her. My penis was already erect. I had to admit, she was the most cultured and beautiful woman I had ever met.

"Go wash up, be careful," she said with a smile, a hint of shyness in her eyes.

I quickly washed myself and rushed to the bed. I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly. We kissed passionately, caressing her beautiful body.

"Don't rush, kiss my breasts. I haven't had sex in two years, so be gentle. Be tender."

Without thinking twice, I thrust my rock-hard penis into her pink, wet vagina. She guided my penis with one hand. Perhaps it really had been two years since we'd had sex; her vagina was overflowing with desire, her juices flowing freely. I easily shoved it all the way in, hitting the very core. Her tight, narrow vagina seemed to have countless tiny suction cups, greedily clinging to my penis.

Just the insertion brought her immense pleasure.

I gently began to thrust in and out. Each time, I pulled out until only the head was inside, then thrust in again, pounding against her clitoris. Perhaps the stimulation was too intense; she moaned, cried out, and gasped for breath. Soon, she reached her first orgasm.

"My good man, I feel so good. I haven't been caressed by a man for two years. Two whole years, no man's big penis has penetrated my cunt. And she, she's itching unbearably all the time, constantly leaking vaginal fluid. My good man, you can't understand how much pleasure you bring me. I'd do anything for you. Just agree to fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt every day. Promise me, fuck me a thousand times today, give me five orgasms, okay?"

"No, that will ruin your cunt."

"It doesn't matter, I like you fucking my cunt until it's swollen and cracked, that's when I feel good, when I feel satisfied."

I used all the techniques and positions I knew, fucking her wildly, bringing her to orgasm again and again. My glans felt the hot, tingling sensation of her vaginal fluid as it shot out. Until finally, I ejaculated into her flower core. Only then did we both gradually calm down.

"Ah, my love, this is so wonderful! It hurts a little, but it feels so good. I love it." She nestled happily against my chest like a docile little bird—no, a well-fed little bird—and murmured.

In the days that followed, we often went out for coffee, shopping, and movies together. Of course, she paid most of the time. "My income is much higher than yours, and I don't have many expenses," she always said.

Our relationship lasted for three years, and I constantly soothed her thirsty cunt with my large penis. Gradually, I felt she was truly, almost madly, in love with me. "You are the first and only man I've ever met who has made my heart flutter. I feel uneasy if I'm away from you for even a minute." It wasn't until her husband returned home and my wife came to my side that we started having sex less often. Even today, she still calls me from time to time, and we go to a safe place together to share wonderful sex
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