marital affairs

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When my wife was still my girlfriend, like many couples, we started living together in her single dormitory room. Compared to married life, premarital cohabitation was filled with more passion and romance, and less mundane and uneventful moments. In this quiet and safe little nest, we gradually became familiar with each other's bodies, constantly exploring our primal desires and accumulating experience in sex. We unleashed our long-suppressed sexual urges to the fullest, deeply savoring the unparalleled pleasure of sex. So, we frantically created and enjoyed pleasure to the fullest.

But life isn't always full of pleasure. Once, we had a big fight over a small matter and, in a fit of anger, declared we were breaking up. I moved back to my own home. But after the anger subsided, I still missed her terribly. The next morning, I rushed back to our shared apartment, but the key wouldn't open the door; it was locked from the inside. I knocked, but there was no answer. I thought she was still sulking. Thinking she'd have to go to work eventually, I deliberately made a noise going downstairs, then quietly sneaked back in, waiting to go over when she opened the door so we could go inside and be intimate.

Half an hour passed, the door opened, and I rushed over, only to bump into a man in his forties (I'd met him once before; he was her company's CEO). She was only wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, opening the door for him; their expressions said it all. I yelled at the ashamed man, chased him away, dragged her inside, questioned her, and hit her; she endured it all silently. Even

after smashing everything in the room, I wasn't satisfied, so I pushed her onto the bed. As she fell, her nightgown billowed up, revealing her bare vulva, the thick, glossy black pubic hair looking so lewd. I had originally planned to fuck her, but when I saw her plump and tender vulva, my anger completely turned into sexual arousal. I pressed down on her without hesitation. Her resistance only intensified my restlessness and desire. I forced my way in like a rapist, violently pounding and thrusting, waves of intense pleasure washing over me.

I suddenly realized how easy and smooth it was to enter her today, whereas we usually needed foreplay to avoid dryness and pain. But that young, warm, enveloping, frictional, and lubricated vulva was perfectly balanced today, making me forget everything else and focus all my attention on the squeezing and rubbing of my glans against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Her juices were unusually abundant, and the coming together of our genitals made a series of "splashing" sounds. When I looked down, our genitals were completely wet, our pubic hair was stuck together in clumps, and there were even some sticky little bubbles at the entrance of her vagina.

In the throes of intense pleasure, we washed away our animosity and awkwardness, apologized to each other, and poured out our longing for one another. We kissed deeply again. She explained that because of our breakup, she had cried all day and lost her appetite. Her boss found out, talked to her, and had dinner with her. Completely unable to hold her liquor, she got herself drunk. Her boss brought her home and stayed with her all night. She felt immense gratitude and trust towards him. But just before dawn, he suddenly stripped her naked, pinning her down. She showed me her torn and deformed underwear. I forgave her.

During another round of thrusting, I asked her why she was so wet today, making her seem so wanton and giving me such pleasure. She timidly told me that her boss had ejaculated inside her and hadn't wiped it clean. For some reason, when I learned that I was using the residual semen from someone else's ejaculation inside my girlfriend as lubricant, I suddenly became even more excited, my penis swelling to an unprecedented size. I groaned and ejaculated wildly, mixing my semen completely with the other's, watching it slowly flow indistinguishably from my lover's vagina.

Soon after, my penis hardened again. Was it stimulated by the thought of the mixed semen? I hadn't let her wipe it off earlier; our mixed vaginal fluids were smeared all over the bed. I thrust into her wet, glistening vulva again, still so easily, comfortably, and smoothly. We writhed together, I reached out and touched her completely wet buttocks, her plump bottom, stroking her labia, which were spread open but tightly gripped my penis, dripping with juice. I ordered her to tell me in detail the entire process of being fucked by her boss. With her detailed and vivid description, we trembled slightly as we reached one orgasm after another—I knew I was intoxicated by this feeling. (II)

The first time I brought another man home was before our marriage. At that time, we had been living together for over a year and had obtained our marriage certificate. We also had our own house. The initial excitement and fervor had faded, and life had become mundane and mundane again. The first person I brought home to have sex with in front of my wife was my best friend from college, W. We had known each other before college and spent almost every day together throughout college, chatting late into the night, with sex being an inevitable topic.

Later, we each had girlfriends, explored sex, and exchanged experiences. After we started working, he would sometimes come to my house, and we would watch porn together. By then, I had started taking nude photos of my wife and recording videos of us having sex. When I was excited, I would secretly show them to him, and he would always watch them intently. When I asked him how it felt, he said it was great, much more real and exciting than watching porn. After all, she was an acquaintance, and he had only ever seen her as dignified; seeing her so wanton was truly unexpected. Since my wife and I had already discussed wanting to include other people in our sex life, I tentatively asked, "You praised her for her good skin, big breasts, and how fun she is. Want to try it out?" He repeatedly refused, saying I was joking, and that "one shouldn't mess with a friend's wife," etc. But he promised to take some photos of us having sex next time.

A little over a week later, W came to my house as arranged. To ease the tension, we chatted about other things for a while, then started watching porn, and then prepared to record a video ourselves. My wife was shy and wanted to leave, but I pulled her back and made her sit between us on the sofa. The lights were turned off, and my wife snuggled against me. After watching for a while, I became aroused. I reached into my wife's clothes, unhooked her bra, and began to roughly knead her breasts. My wife buried her head even deeper, but was already moaning softly. Soon, I had stripped her upper body naked, and her large, white breasts swayed and gleamed in the dim light of the living room. W's gaze had already shifted from the television. I took one of his hands and placed it on my wife's breast. He seemed hesitant, both wanting and afraid. I pressed his hand down, making him hold it tightly. As my wife's breast sank and bounced in his hand, her nipple was caught between his fingers. I felt him intentionally squeeze it slightly, and my wife trembled. He instinctively began to gently caress her. My wife also felt that there were more than one pair of hands caressing her. Excitement made her breathing heavier, and her beautiful breasts rose and fell in our hands.

As W's hands, which had been gently kneading her breasts, gradually became rougher, I had already laid my wife flat on the sofa. She covered her face with the top that had just been taken off. I squatted on the carpet under the sofa and began to tease and attack my beloved wife's most private parts. I massaged her entire full vulva through her silk panties, then inserted my fingers, playing with her already wet labia, vaginal opening, and swollen clitoris. I suddenly pulled off all her lower body coverings, forcefully spread her legs that were trying to close, and had W turn on the main light next to the sofa. At that moment, my wife's vagina, which belonged exclusively to me, was facing my friend, completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully open. I saw W's crotch bulging uncomfortably. I first knelt down and licked my wife's vulva for a while, then lifted her legs, pressed them down, and directly inserted myself.

The thrill of having sex with my wife in front of other men was indeed exceptionally strong. As I thrust, I sincerely urged W, who was taking pictures of us, to also try to experience the comfort inside my wife's cunt. He just kept saying, "Your wife won't agree." So I commanded my wife to answer him. My wife covered her face with her clothes and softly repeated what I had instructed: "W, come and fuck me, I'm itchy inside, I really want you to gang rape me!"

W and I together placed my naked wife on the bed. My wife was lying face down, her full, round buttocks tempting W. He was no longer shy and squeezed his penis, thrusting in from behind. I whispered in my wife's ear, "Right now, it's W's cock churning inside, you know? Does it feel good?" My wife gasped for breath and didn't speak, but excitedly bit her face covering. I knew how aroused she was, so I continued to tease her, "How about you give him oral sex later? How about you let him cum directly inside your pussy?" My wife always answered my questions with trembling and writhing. I wanted to remove my wife's face covering, but she absolutely refused, so we tried different positions to have sex with this shy slut. Until W and my wife were fucking wildly for hundreds of times in the standard position and were about to reach orgasm, I suddenly pulled off the face covering. Two people who knew each other well but were complete strangers in this situation were now face to face. Only then did the objects of their sexual intercourse seem to become clear. They could clearly see the pleasure and confusion on each other's faces brought about by the friction of their genitals. This face-to-face interaction amplified the pleasure and accelerated the arrival of orgasm. They pressed their faces together and ejaculated—ejaculated—and from then on, we were unstoppable, and our group sex life began.

W became a regular at my house. At that time, he was the only sexual partner my husband and I (we weren't actually married yet) could have for casual sex. Whenever we wanted to play something more exciting, we had no choice but to call him. He didn't have a steady girlfriend during that period, and he mainly relieved his sexual desires by having sex with my girlfriend regularly. He was very grateful to me at the time and vowed that after we got married, we could share our wives and take turns having sex with them. Unexpectedly, the wife he ended up with was too traditional, and he didn't even dare to mention this to her. To this day, he only comes to have sex with my wife and has only shown me two "artistic nude photos" of his wife. Another time, he and his wife came to my house to play mahjong. It was too late, so they stayed at my house. In the middle of the night, he led me in stealthily, lifted the blanket, and shone a flashlight on his wife's buttocks, which had been pulled down. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, I thought I might as well have sex with her, but W was afraid of the unpredictable consequences, so he only let me get close enough to look at his wife's vagina for a while, and then he shone a light on it. I masturbated while looking at her vagina, which was actually quite exciting.

W finally got to have my wife to her heart's content. Even on the eve of my wedding ceremony with my wife, since he was both the "best man" and had to help me tidy up the new house, he stayed out too late and didn't leave. After taking a shower, we slept together as usual, and the two of us fucked my "bride" all night. The next day at the wedding, my wife looked very pure and lovely in her white wedding dress, but I knew that deep inside her vagina, there must still be the semen that other men had shot into her during the crazy group sex the night before. (III)

Our sex partners gradually increased. My wife and I had a rich and colorful sex life that was completely transparent. Many of the scenarios for our sex games were imagined and arranged together. Once, I was away on a business trip for more than a week. One afternoon, she called, hesitantly telling me that she had run into her ex-boyfriend, who wanted to ask her out for dinner. She said, "It's been over a year since we last met. My old friend has matured a lot and is quite gentlemanly." She wanted to go, but asked for my opinion first. My wife and I had an agreement that we would allow sex outside of marriage, but only with our partners' consent and without any emotional factors that could affect our marriage. I hesitated, considering they had dated and lived together. My wife assured me that now that she was married, she wouldn't bother me anymore.

I agreed to her request, but asked her to bring him to our house and secretly film it for me to review later. My wife was grateful and agreed, saying she would help me seduce one of her girlfriends I had my eye on as a reward. I explained in detail the hidden location of the camera, how to use it, and how to control it, and asked her to go home and install and test it first. That evening, after dinner, my wife told her boyfriend I wasn't home and brought him to my house for a chat. Then the most natural thing between a man and a woman alone happened.

Afterwards, my wife said: That day they had a very passionate time. Her boyfriend teased her slowly, just like when they lived together. He undressed her and vigorously sucked her vagina, trying various positions. When they were both enjoying it, their voices changed. Later, my wife started to serve him actively, sucking his penis, sitting on him and stroking him, gently kneading his scrotum with each thrust, while he relaxed and enjoyed it, his hands squeezing my wife's big breasts.

In order to film her affair clearly (knowing I would love to see it), my wife changed to face the camera directly, spreading her legs so her boyfriend could lick from her anus to the base of her thighs, her cunt moving up and down incessantly. Her profuse pubic hair, covered in their juices, brushed against her former lover's face, getting it all over him. He praised her for being more skilled than before, and when he thrust his large penis inside again, he was even more forceful and intense, eliciting hysterical moans from my wife. Finally, she had him sit on the edge of the sofa, spread her legs, and slowly lowered her snow-white buttocks, wrapping her arms around him as they kissed passionately. Her boyfriend thrust in and out, one hand kneading her breasts, the other rubbing her already red and swollen clitoris with his own juices. My wife, aroused, engaged in a rapid, frenzied sitting position, and amidst her boyfriend's howls, her vagina and uterus once again experienced the gushing, scalding flow of her favorite semen.

When I returned home, I was very satisfied with the footage I had secretly filmed, and often enjoyed it with my wife while we were having sex. To make it even more exciting and engaging for me, my wife had kept a special gift from that time—the tissues they used to wipe away the semen after their affair. As she recounted the details of her affair with me, she would pull out a few faded tissues tucked inside a book and let me smell them. The air would immediately fill with an atmosphere of debauchery, intoxication, and restlessness.

Although my wife and I have a very open sex life, it's still largely confined to a small circle of friends. Over two years, our sexual partners have come to understand the rules and reached some tacit agreements:

First, my wife and I are truly open-minded about this; sex is sex, nothing more. We can be engaged and enjoy ourselves, but that's all; it shouldn't affect other aspects of our lives.

Second, we're strict in choosing sexual partners. They need to be mature, rational, healthy, clean, quiet, and without bad habits, etc. Once someone is on the list, don't be too calculating or petty. Don't take the passion or overly suggestive remarks during sex too seriously.

Third, when playing, be open-minded and don't worry about gains or losses. Don't dwell on whether you're benefiting or losing out. It's just a preference for unconventional sexual forms; group sex is already very exciting. If he brings his wife to join in—welcome! If he comes alone and plays with my wife—also welcome! Frankly, daring to play this kind of game requires a very broad mind; otherwise, sooner or later, suspicion and calculation will lead to unpleasant endings and even family breakdowns.

Fourth, maintain reasonable control to avoid embarrassing situations. Once everyone understands the rules, each game is enjoyable and stress-free. We usually have group sex gatherings two or three times a month. The rest of the time, they often come alone to play with my wife.

My friend H, whom I've known for over ten years, often comes to my place. Being close by, he's had sex with my wife the most. After he ejaculates, my wife tacitly doesn't wipe, opening her legs and welcoming me with her gushing, wet vagina. When I was away on business, H often stayed at my house, fulfilling my daily duties as a man to keep my pre-marital promise to my lustful wife—to feed her "greedy little mouth" every day.

One Saturday night in September 2020, he came to my house without prior notice, bringing several bottles of beer and some cold dishes. We drank and chatted for a while, then started watching a newly arrived adult film. My wife said she was a little tired and went to the bedroom to sleep. We watched for about an hour, then he went to take a shower as if he knew it well. After he came out of the bathroom, he opened the bedroom door and slipped in. I knew the show was about to begin, so I took out my camera, loaded the tape, and went into the bedroom as well. H was already nestled under the thin blanket covering my wife, diligently licking her vulva. My wife seemed to be awakened by the licking, moaning groggily, her buttocks twitching.

Seeing that his wife was fully awake, he simply spread her legs apart, completely exposing her plump, red vulva. He brought it to his mouth and began licking her vagina with his tongue, while using a finger dipped in saliva to tease her vagina and then her anus. His wife cried out excitedly. He lowered her thighs, crawled over, and kissed her for a while before thrusting in from a side position. His hands grabbed her large breasts and began to vigorously knead them, the deeper he thrust, the more vigorously he kneaded, as if he wanted to burst her breasts. I felt that his wife was about to feel pain, but she seemed to enjoy it, her face flushed red, panting softly as she responded to the thrusting of his penis, occasionally reaching out to stroke his testicles.

To penetrate deeper, he lifted his wife's legs, adjusted the angle, and thrust in again, so that the head of his penis could rub against her cervix. His wife cried out even more wantonly. A dozen minutes later, they changed to seven or eight different positions. First, they used the standard position, with H pressing down and thrusting hard. Then they switched to the rear-entry position, with H holding my wife's large, white buttocks and pounding her hard. The impact was deafening; my wife's breasts swayed wildly, and she cried out, saying it was too deep and begging for mercy. He ignored her completely, knowing she could take it, and continued thrusting relentlessly while she lay limp. My wife cried out and had two or three orgasms. H then flipped my wife down, thrusting into her from the right position, pressing his advantage with another round of frenzied pounding, making my wife's juices squelch and flow down her buttocks.

Seeing my slutty wife being fucked so wantonly aroused me, I was so excited I wanted to ejaculate. While filming, I masturbated my big cock a few times to soothe her. I saw my wife had another orgasm, so I encouraged my friend, "Come to orgasm with her, hurry up and cum inside!" He obeyed and ejaculated inside my wife's vagina. He knew my greatest pleasure was fucking my wife's wet cunt, already filled with other men's semen. After he pulled out his cock, I quickly thrust in. Oh, fucking her feels so good!

H is quite handsome, athletic, and dark-skinned. He's a good kisser, and he always seems most relaxed and comfortable when he comes to have sex with my wife. Since we've been friends for years, he knows I don't mind, and he makes himself at home, treating my wife like his own. He often comes late at night; sometimes I'm still reading or watching DVDs, but they've already showered together and snuggled into bed. Often, after a few lewd jokes, they start making love, the covers billowing high. He always claims to be chaste and has won my wife's trust by never using a condom. When I enter the bedroom, I always pull back their covers and turn on all the lights to see clearly.

My wife's favorite position with us is: she lies on her side, lifts one leg, and H enters from behind, hugging her while vigorously kneading her large breasts and rapidly thrusting into her open cunt. At this point, she would always tell me to lie down and suck on her exposed clitoris, which was being vigorously fucked. In less than ten minutes in this position, she would have four or five orgasms, her moans so loud I was afraid the whole building could hear. And it's true, with her most sensitive clitoris being sucked and licked relentlessly by her husband, while her vagina simultaneously enjoys the frenzied thrusting of another man's large penis, any woman would orgasm!

My wife would usually be fucked by us alternately for an hour or so, with us taking turns ejaculating inside her. (I usually ejaculate last; I especially love poking my wife's wet, dripping, filthy cunt, which hasn't been wiped clean after being ejaculated on.) Then we would hold her in the middle and sleep. Sometimes, they would have sex a second time every half hour or so. If I wasn't sleepy, I would watch or even join in. If I was too sleepy, I would turn over and go to sleep, at most touching my wife's swollen, full cunt while she was being fucked. Sometimes I would touch the base of his big cock that was still outside, and I would mumble a word of encouragement to him, "Work hard, serve my wife well," before going to sleep. Sometimes, to avoid disturbing me, they would sneak out of the bedroom to watch porn in the living room and have another round.

Once, he had just returned from a trip out of town and stayed at my house that night. He and I had sex with my wife twice, and then the two of them had sex again in the middle of the night. When everyone had finished washing up and was getting ready for work, he saw my wife walking around the room wearing only a semi-transparent white nightgown, her large breasts and dark pubic hair barely visible. He aroused him, picked her up, put her on the bed, lifted her skirt, and fucked her again. It was truly getting better and better with each thrust! (IV)

In May 2001, a friend from out of town came to visit us. He was only supposed to stay for one day, but he had so much fun with my wife that he couldn't bear to leave and stayed for four days. During those days, the three of us hardly left the house, just having sex in the hotel, fucking like crazy.

This friend and his wife also really liked swapping. Before that, they had exchanged many self-taken pornographic photos and photos of their daily lives, and had also talked on the phone. Although he came alone, we welcomed him just the same. After he arrived in the afternoon, he called from the hotel to arrange to meet. I took my wife to the hotel, and we recognized each other in the lobby. After meeting, we went to have dinner together. Back at the hotel, everyone was more relaxed and comfortable. We bought some fruit and chatted. We talked about sex, and he showed us some photos of him and his wife with other men, some quite stimulating. I even asked for a group photo of three men simultaneously having sex with his wife at the dining table.

Everyone got excited, and I told my wife to take off her clothes and go shower. She started undressing in front of us, one piece at a time; I knew she was aroused. When she was down to just a sheer, see-through lingerie set, my online friend and I surrounded her and almost simultaneously pushed up her bra, pinning her down and kneading her large, white breasts, each sucking on one nipple. My friend's hand was already on her genitals, barely covered by a thin strap, gently rubbing and teasing her thick, dark pubic hair. My wife giggled and pushed us away, going to the bathroom. After

everyone showered, we chatted for a while longer. My friend started caressing my wife, sucking on her breasts and licking her vulva. Soon, I could see her arousal fluid. My wife turned around and started giving oral sex to the guy online. Later, she became very aroused, lay down, raised her legs, and spread her vulva to let him enter her. As soon as he pressed down on her, she impatiently grabbed his penis and shoved it into her cunt. After it went in, she breathed heavily and thrust her hips against his, almost making him ejaculate. I took a camera and filmed many close-ups of their joined genitals. They fucked for more than half an hour, trying almost every position, and finally he ejaculated while his wife was on top of him.

We rested for a while, went out for a late-night snack, and then went home. The next day, I was at work. My wife went out with him in the afternoon as promised, but he had no interest in traveling, so they went back to the hotel immediately. After work, I also went to the hotel. The next two days were the weekend, and we didn't have to work. For more than fifty hours in a row, we were completely immersed in lewd and passionate group sex.

On the night of my wife's 24th birthday, three of my best buddies and I threw her a sex party to celebrate. At my house, the four men took turns having sex with her. At the beginning of the drinking session, we had her wear only a sheer bra and black stockings, exposing her vulva to everyone's toasts. Each time she toasted someone, we would first take out their penis and stroke it until it was hard. If it wasn't hard, we would use all sorts of methods, including nipple clamps, sucking, and rubbing her buttocks, to make it hard. Once hard, we would pull down the man's pants, spread her legs, sit on him, and thrust while kissing him, then drink a toast together. That night, wherever she went, the men would shamelessly grope her already wet vulva, or push up her bra and fondle and suck on her large, white breasts. Then they would arbitrarily push her down onto the coffee table, sofa, or carpet and have sex with her, while the others watched, leaning over to see close-ups of their genitals moving, and helping to rub her clitoris and breasts. We each ejaculated an average of three or four times, until she cried out and begged for mercy. (V)

W was also our old friend and sex partner. One Monday last winter, it was snowing and very cold outside. W asked me to go out for drinks. At his suggestion, we decided to go to a large park in the suburbs to enjoy the snow and eat wild game. We drank and played to our hearts' content that day. In the deserted woods of the park, we walked on the snow, occasionally letting out a long howl, just like when we were students again, unrestrained and carefree.

W took out his camera and said that he should take a set of nude photos of my wife in the snow scene, which would definitely be beautiful. He had already slept with my wife and me half a year ago, and had seen my wife's charming and gentle appearance and still remembered her sexy body. While reminiscing, he stared intently at my wife's exquisite and curvaceous body. My wife has always paid great attention to her image and femininity. Although it was very cold, she was still wearing a woolen skirt and a tight cashmere sweater, but she had specially put on a silver space cotton half coat on top, which looked very charming. At W's repeated pleas, and seeing that no one was around, my wife gritted her teeth, braving the biting wind, and took off her wool sweater and wool skirt. She unbuttoned her black bra, then removed her transparent thong, revealing her full, snow-white body, strikingly beautiful against the snow.

We gathered around her, letting her warm, soft breasts sway and flow in our hands. We were so deeply in love with this charming, beautiful, and genuine woman at that moment, each of us cupping and kneading one breast, suckling and licking it. W murmured praises to her, kissing her neck, her black hair, her face, and her red lips, holding her soft, naked body in his arms. I quickly pressed the shutter button to take pictures of them. W would suck on my wife's nipple for a moment, then hold her upside down, licking her vulva and using his teeth to pull up one of her labia minora. He'd then have her sit on his lap with her legs spread apart, and then, in an extremely lewd manner, he'd pry open her labia, insert a finger, and then simply use both hands' fingers to forcefully spread her vaginal opening, exposing it wide, so I could take pictures.

Amidst the laughter, W maliciously grabbed a small piece of snow from the ground and stuffed it into my wife's vulva. My wife giggled and tightly hugged W's neck, burying herself in his arms. She was getting aroused too. We found a sheltered corner, parted her thick, oily pubic hair, pulled out our penises from our pants, and took turns thrusting them in and out. Unexpectedly, the more we fucked, the more pleasure we felt, and the more we wanted it, so we decided to go home and have sex.

It took a long time to find a car after leaving the park, and it was past four in the afternoon when we got back to my house in the city. We turned on the air conditioning and started teasing each other on the sofa in the living room. Soon we stripped my wife naked and began our wild sex. W sucked on my wife's pussy for a while, then forced her head to suck his cock. While my wife was sucking and licking, I thrust my cock in first, pounding hard from behind while watching my wife give oral sex to someone else. W moaned from time to time in pleasure. I pulled out my cock and let my friend enjoy my wife's cunt. W also started from behind; his cock was slightly longer but thinner than mine, so it penetrated deeper. Every time it hit my wife's beautiful buttocks, the glans of his penis would touch her cervix, making her tremble and moan softly. He was probably too excited. After only two or three hundred thrusts, he cried out "Oh no!" and immediately pulled out his penis to try and control himself, but it was too late. As he pulled his penis out of his wife's vagina, semen flowed down the groove of her plump, upturned buttocks and stuck to her pubic hair.

We carried my wife into the bedroom and began another round of intercourse on the bed. We first took out an adult toy dildo and played with it for a while. He spread my wife's cunt open, and I thrust in and out. We took turns spreading my wife's vagina as wide as possible and carefully admiring it, taking turns licking it. While he rested, I pressed down on him and fucked him beautifully for a while. He sat next to my wife, constantly playing with her large breasts, and my wife would occasionally flick his penis, waiting for him to fuck her again. He soon recovered and crawled over, hard as a rock, asking me to make way. This time he performed very well, fucking my wife for an hour without stopping, and finally ejaculated a lot deep inside my wife's vagina. After he ejaculated, I couldn't wait to thrust in. My wife's wet cunt, filled with other men's semen, was incredibly slippery and stimulating. It was so blissful and comfortable—I thank all my friends who were willing to ejaculate inside my wife's cunt, creating the most lewd and stimulating psychological and physiological ultimate enjoyment for me!!! (VI)

One Friday night, a few of us friends who like wife-swapping had a group sex party. We had originally planned to have three couples (one unmarried couple), but when we met at my house that night, only two and a half couples showed up. Little F said his wife was unlucky and couldn't come. We protested with laughter, saying, "If you don't want to do it from the front, you can go behind her or use your mouth." It wasn't until he called and his wife agreed that she would come to each of our houses to sleep with him for one night after her period ended that we stopped. After joking around for a while, the big battle officially began. Because Little Z's wife looked older and wasn't very open at first, my wife became their main target. F and Z stripped her naked on the bed and started by giving each other oral sex. One of them was on top of the other, sucking her big, fat cunt, while she sucked two penises at the same time. I watched for a while, then went in for a bath with Z's wife. When I held her in my arms in the bathtub, she was very aroused and turned to kiss me. I found her kissing skills to be superb, so I kissed her deeply and passionately. I immediately got hard and fucked her. Z's wife graduated from a political science and law college and now works in the public security bureau in charge of household registration and files. She looks very obedient. Thinking about her in uniform made me even more excited. I begged her to wear a police uniform next time and let me fuck her with only half of her pants down. She agreed. We kissed passionately like lovers in the throes of passion, and finally I ejaculated while she sat on top of me.

When I went out to check, Z and F were still fucking my wife. My wife was stroking F's big penis with her hand and licking his balls with her mouth, while her vagina was receiving Z's cock pounding into her. F was so excited his voice changed. He stroked my wife's flushed face and said, "You slut, I want to fuck you for the rest of my life!" He greedily made Little Z's wife ride on top of my wife and started playing with Little Z's wife's vulva. Soon F ejaculated, a lot of it, getting it all over my wife's face, hair, Little Z's wife's lower abdomen, and pubic hair.

We took turns having sex until we all felt satisfied, then playfully went to wash up and get dressed. Little Z and his wife were going home, and before leaving, they kissed and touched each other one last time. Little F stayed at my house for the night, and inevitably, we slept together again, with my wife in the middle, being held by the two of us. Little F still had energy after the group sex, and he fucked my wife for almost half an hour, ejaculating inside her little cunt before falling asleep in her arms.

The next day, we all slept in until noon, then got up and ate some frozen dumplings together. F invited us to see a movie that afternoon. Just before leaving, my wife had already changed her clothes. He suddenly remembered the movie time and rushed to check the newspaper. Seeing that we had plenty of time, we sat down to chat. We talked about the fun of the group sex the night before. F seemed aroused again, constantly touching my wife's thighs. Later, he asked my wife to demonstrate masturbation for him. My wife, being naturally promiscuous, agreed, pushing up her clothes to reveal her full breasts, which he sucked on a couple of times. Then she made us sit on the chairs opposite her on the sofa, not allowing us to come closer, and then she very seriously spread her legs and masturbated for us. She's liked masturbating since high school; when reading pornographic books or watching DVDs, she would unconsciously insert her fingers to play with her vulva, and she always got very into it. This time, after playing for a while, she felt that her fingers weren't enough, so she asked me to get a dildo, turn it on, and insert it into her vagina for a vigorous stirring. But then she complained that it wasn't warm enough. Our penises were throbbing with desire, so we eagerly and selflessly offered ourselves to her. We quickly ripped off her lower garments and had her lie face down on the single sofa by the door, taking turns thrusting into her. Soon, her greedy "little mouth" sucked us clean before we left.

A few days later, with our permission, Little F brought his friend C to my house. I was busy at work that day, and by the time I got home, the three of them had already finished one and a half rounds (Little F had ejaculated once, and C had ejaculated twice), and were all a bit tired. They were resting on my big bed, sandwiched between my wife, each of them holding one of her large breasts. Seeing my wife naked, sandwiched between two men, I felt incredibly aroused. I immediately pulled out my penis and started masturbating, asking my wife how many times we'd done it and how it was done, all while listening to them talk and stroking my own penis. I climbed on top of her, made her spread her legs and lift them up, sniffed her still sticky vulva, and then parted her vagina to take a look. Her cunt was quite red from being fucked. Everyone got up, dressed, and went out for a late-night snack. It was my first time meeting C. We finished eating around 1 a.m., and C said goodbye first. The three of us went back to my house.

Little F and my wife were pretty much done and were a bit sleepy. But I was really into it, constantly licking and sucking my wife's cunt, and I called Little F to join in. He was also hooked, his penis was limp. I shook my wife awake and made her give Little F oral sex. I slowly fucked her from behind, watching my wife suck another man's cock, and I kept directing her to lick his glans, suck on the ridge of his penis, and suck his balls, etc. Little F got hard, and I insisted on watching him fuck my wife's ass. I got some lubricant, spread my wife's buttocks apart, and squeezed a few drops into her anus. I first had my wife kneel down and stick out her buttocks to show us her anus. My wife's anus was still very tight, even tighter than a virgin's vagina, which made it more enjoyable to fuck her. I had her play with her anus for us first. My wife raised her buttocks and opened and closed her anus in front of us, while constantly rubbing her anal sphincter muscles with her fingers. Later, I started licking her anus, and had my boyfriend lick it too and insert his fingers. While licking her anus, I didn't expect her vagina to itch, and her juices flowed out. I first thrust my big stick into her vagina and pounded hard for a few minutes to satisfy my craving, laughing and saying that this was like applying lubricant to my penis.

When it looked about right, I aimed at my wife's back door and had her spread it as wide as possible. With one thrust, the head of my penis went in first. My wife felt a little sore and asked me to stop, but I said that the glans was the thickest part, and it would hurt the most if it was stretched at the anus opening. It would be more comfortable if it was all the way in. I had my wife lie face down, and with another push, I said it was all the way in. She rested for a moment, then began to slowly move. Sure enough, she gradually got used to it, and the gentle poking of my penis in her rectum was very stimulating and she gradually began to feel pleasure. My wife's face flushed, and she began to moan softly and cooperate. I remembered that Little F hadn't fucked my wife's anus before, and he watched very intently, masturbating as he watched. I asked them if they wanted to try the "sandwich" position, which is having two penises inserted into the anus and vagina at the same time. We had tried it twice before but failed. My wife often wanted to try it, but she always got nervous and afraid of the pain. Little F said, "Let's try it again."

I hugged my wife tightly and slowly turned her to the side into a semi-sitting position, so that my wife was leaning back and sitting on my penis with her anus, allowing Little F to fuck her from the front. But Little F had never done this before and couldn't find the right angle or position to insert. Finally, I pulled out my penis, spread my wife's vagina open with my hands, and with my wife holding her, I finally managed to half-insert my penis. The two shafts, separated only by a thin layer of muscle, moved back and forth, filling both her vagina and anus completely. It was so stimulating and exciting! My wife screamed loudly, tears streaming down her face. We both attacked together, stretching the muscles between her anus and vagina from different angles until they tore painfully. I couldn't help but ejaculate first, shooting all of it into her anus, with only a few drops of semen leaking out. We finally succeeded, although it only lasted for about ten minutes, but the pleasure was still unforgettable. After I pulled out, my husband continued to fuck her anus. This time it was especially lubricated inside, and my wife felt great, even having two orgasms. He also ejaculated into her anus. We were both exhausted, too lazy to even wipe the semen off, and the three of us cuddled and fell asleep. (VII)

One evening in July 2001, around 9 PM, my wife and I were on our way home after dinner. In the car, my wife suddenly received a phone call from a Taiwanese man we hadn't seen for over a year. He had been doing business in mainland China for a long time, mainly based in Shanghai. Last time, he had discussed a business deal with my wife, seemed to like her very much, and had been quite helpful in business matters. Before leaving that time, he secretly invited my wife to a candlelight dinner and then to his hotel room for a chat. Taking advantage of her drunkenness, he sexually assaulted her, touching and kissing her, and ultimately ejaculated inside her three or four times. He said he loved my wife very much and would come back to see her soon, but after that, we only spoke a few times on the phone, and over a year later, we had almost completely forgotten about him.

On the phone, he told my wife that his investment partner in Shanghai had run into trouble, the company had dissolved, he had returned to Taiwan to develop his business, and he was now investing in Hangzhou. He had just come to mainland China and immediately took the opportunity to visit my wife in Xi'an, expressing his longing for her, and so on. I'd met this Taiwanese businessman before. He was in his early forties, quite handsome, and had attended high school and university in the US. He was tall and well-mannered, unlike many Taiwanese businessmen who seemed vulgar, frivolous, and pretentious. I actually liked him. He called my wife to meet him at a hotel, and we both knew what was going on. My wife didn't immediately agree, saying she'd contact him later.

When we got home, she told me in detail about everything the man had said on the phone, that he was leaving early the day after tomorrow, only staying for two nights. I knew my wife liked him quite a bit too; sometimes we'd make suggestive jokes during sex, and she'd even mentioned how big and hot his penis was. I noticed my wife was a little aroused, and after teasing her, she said she wanted to go for a chat, but not necessarily sleep with him. I said, "If you're going, definitely try to sleep with him. Otherwise, don't go. But don't play any more emotional games with him; just be honest and become sex partners." After we agreed, my wife called and said she'd be at his room at 10:00 sharp, and that she was going without telling me, and would only stay for a little over an hour. Of course, he agreed to everything.

My wife changed her clothes, taking off her casual wear and putting on a silk cheongsam. She took a shower at home first and put on perfume. Seeing her aroused state, and thinking about how she was about to be fucked by another man, I got excited too. My penis was hard and I kept circling around her, saying dirty things. When she was all ready to leave, I couldn't resist thrusting in and fucking her a few times. She cried out in pleasure, making a lot of noise. I knew that this pleasure wasn't just from my penis, but largely from the fact that her little cunt would soon swallow another stranger's penis and semen. I told her to make sure she finished fucking before coming back, and to bring back the semen so I could immediately fuck my wife's wet cunt. I also told her to call me on her cell phone while the other man was showering, and not to hang up, but to leave it on the bedside table so I could listen to the live recording of them fucking. My wife agreed.

After she left, I became even more aroused, watching our old group sex videos and masturbating incessantly, but refusing to ejaculate, wanting to ejaculate inside my wife's fat cunt, which was covered in other men's semen. Around 11 PM, my wife called, quietly telling me she was already sleeping naked in the guest room bed. She had forced him to go to the bathroom to rinse off, and then she tested the phone's placement and sound quality before putting it away. Soon after, I heard the man come out and start kissing my wife, then seemingly sucking on her cunt. My wife pretended to be obedient, saying it was the first time a man other than her husband had licked her genitals, and she couldn't take it, moaning. Then they started having sex, their lewd sounds incessant. My wife's moans were especially lewd and seductive—I listened intently, imagining their act, which was just as stimulating as watching it live. About twenty minutes later, I heard the man and my wife moan together, then quiet down; I knew he had ejaculated. My wife said she was going to the bathroom to rinse off. While grabbing her clothes, she took her phone into the bathroom with her. She locked the door, pretended to turn on the shower, and whispered on the phone, "Did you hear me?" I said I heard her clearly, but told her not to shower, lest she wash away someone else's semen. She agreed not to shower, saying all the semen was still inside her vagina, seeping out, and she had already used a piece of toilet paper to catch it all. I told her to come back immediately; I was in a hurry to fuck her, even if it meant allowing them to reunite and have sex again tomorrow. My wife agreed and hung up.

A little after midnight, my wife rushed home. As soon as the door opened, I went to greet her naked. My wife smiled and playfully touched my hard, throbbing penis, saying I looked like a slut. I didn't care anymore; right there at the door, I pulled down my wife's panties. Inside was a piece of toilet paper, covered in thick, milky-white semen that another man had ejaculated into her vagina less than half an hour earlier. I looked at it and smelled it, feeling even more lewd. I had her lie face down on the back of the sofa closest to the entrance hall, lifting her cheongsam to reveal her alluring plump buttocks and cunt. I thrust in as deep as I could, listening to her recount the details of being fucked, while I pleasurably moved in and out of my wife's vagina, using the slippery semen of another man. She even took the paper containing the semen and examined it carefully, saying, "He must be quite chaste, he doesn't have much sex, the semen is really very viscous." I said, "If you like this semen, I'll put it all back in." I had my wife lie down and spread her legs, dipped my glans in the man's thick semen, and then thrust it back into my wife's cunt again and again, finally pouring it all back in, not a drop left. My wife's cunt was sticky and slippery, it was fucking exciting and stimulating!!! Soon after, I also ejaculated, and the mixed semen of me and that man slowly flowed out of my wife's cunt again... (VIII)

Last summer, during the summer vacation, my cousin came back from university and joined our group. He was completely absorbed in his perverse and frenzied sex with his sister-in-law, and it seemed that his endless intercourse with my wife had become the sole theme of that summer. It was hot, so the curtains were mostly drawn, making the house dim even during the day. My wife and I had developed the habit of being naked at home, and my cousin simply went completely naked as well. I noticed that my cousin's gaze never left his sister-in-law's body, and his genitals were always in a semi-erect state. My wife also noticed this detail, but deliberately teased him. One moment she was crawling on the carpet, pretending to look for playing cards under the coffee table, her raised buttocks and exposed pubic hair revealing her plump vulva directly facing my cousin sitting on the sofa. After staring for a while, he became fully aroused, then crouched down beside my sister-in-law, seemingly to help her find the cards, but her hand instead grabbed my wife's full breasts as she leaned over, eliciting a feigned coquettish reproach from her. After finding the cards, they said they would go inside and play for a while. Soon, however, came moans and the sounds of flesh colliding from inside.

One afternoon, the three of us sat naked on the sofa watching porn. My wife sat in the middle, her slender hands simultaneously playing with two penises. The women in the porn had snow-white, hairless genitals, and we were all very envious, saying we'd never experienced it before and wanted to try it. My wife was dismissive, saying, "Isn't it the same if you shave?" My cousin was eager to try, and I also wanted to experience the feeling of a bare vulva, so I agreed. My wife and cousin went into the bathroom. My wife sat on the sink with her legs apart, and my cousin's penis was already hard and erect. My beloved sister-in-law was shaving. When I went back in, my wife's genitals were completely clean, and her plump, tender vulva looked even more adorable and prominent. She was spreading her legs and letting my cousin lick it! I got excited too, and told him to move aside so I could play with it for a while. Seeing my wife's uncomfortable look and the wet, lustful juices flowing out, I knew she was itchy inside and longing for our big cocks to go in, so I took turns fucking her. While fucking her, I admired the beautiful sight of my penis going in and out of her hairless, juicy, plump pussy. Afterwards, I carried her to bed and took turns giving her 69 blowjobs. That day, it seemed we were both frantically licking and sucking her hairless, plump pussy when she used both her mouth and hands to make us ejaculate wildly.

The news that my wife had shaved her pubic hair quickly spread throughout our small circle. Within a few days, several of my close friends came over to my house to experience something new, to indulge their "white tiger" fantasies on my wife that they had wanted to do but dared not. During that time, my wife's bald, clean pubic area was really cute. Her mons pubis was plump, and her skin was white and smooth. Her shaved pussy looked just like the description in novels of "a white, hot steamed bun cut in the middle," very tempting. Her plump vulva, without the cover of pubic hair, stood out particularly, full of lewdness and seduction. During that time, everyone especially loved giving her oral sex. Whenever she lay on the bed with her legs spread apart, laughing and placing her legs on a man's shoulders, that guy would stare intently at her cute, clean, plump little pussy, swallowing his saliva. Then he would pounce on her, pick up my wife's hairless pussy, and lick and suck on it, sucking on her fleshy vulva, kneading her white, plump buttocks with his hands. Finally, he would lick her vagina inside and out, her anus, her inner thighs, and her buttocks, before reluctantly letting go. But even after sitting up, he would still touch her endlessly with his hands, occasionally bending down to spread her legs and play with them, as if he had never seen a woman's pussy before. My wife also found that this made her particularly arousing to men, and she was especially pampered. In addition, the newly grown pubic hair was itchy and uncomfortable, so she simply shaved every day, keeping her pubic hair bald for six whole months, satisfying everyone and herself to the fullest.

One evening, my cousin and I were preparing to go out for dinner. My wife suggested we take a walk in the botanical garden first, and we agreed. However, we made her wear a very short skirt without underwear, which she found exciting, so she did as we asked. Walking on the street, she was very nervous, afraid of being exposed and kept insisting on going back to put on underwear, but we held her firmly in place. When we got into the taxi, she lifted her leg, revealing half of her buttocks, which my cousin promptly touched. Once in the car, we still had her sandwiched between us, sitting upright, but both of our hands simultaneously groped her inner thighs. We took turns massaging her clitoris or inserting our fingers directly into her vagina. She was very aroused but afraid of being discovered by the driver, so she dared not make a sound. She tried to stop us, but we held her hands. After getting out of the car, to embarrass us, she would often expose her vulva and masturbate a few times when no one was around, moaning as she rubbed against us and stroking our groins. When we were fully erect, she saw us approaching and ran away, seeing our pathetic state in front of everyone.

We decided to get revenge. We found a secluded grove of trees, dragged her inside, and I grabbed her head and pressed it down. My cousin immediately lifted her skirt, pulled out his penis, and thrust it into her vagina, holding her snow-white buttocks and fucking her hard. He ejaculated in two minutes. I took over, and while we were doing it, we could see the passersby in the distance, which was even more exciting. My wife's vagina, filled with my cousin's semen, was so slippery and comfortable that I soon ejaculated too. We didn't have any toilet paper, so my wife squatted on the ground for a while to empty her bladder before getting up. All the way home, she kept complaining that we made her have residual semen dripping down, making her inner thighs and buttocks wet. We touched them, and sure enough, they were wet.

It was quite late when we got home, so we washed up and went to bed. My cousin and his wife had their usual vigorous fucking session, but after he ejaculated, my darling wife was still not satisfied. She climbed on top of me again, still covered in semen, and made me ejaculate again. But she still wanted more. I was still lying there, not yet pulled out, when she twisted her body and lay down on me, using her hand to lift my cousin's penis, which was still covered in their semen, and started sucking on it. My cousin said, "Sister-in-law, wait a bit, okay? I'm a little sleepy and want to take a nap." But my wife wouldn't have it: "No way! I'm really craving it right now, don't sleep! Every time you want to fuck me, when have I ever refused? Even when I'm on my period, I'll give you oral sex and breastjobs, and sometimes I'll even let you fuck my ass. You heartless bastard, if you don't help me, you can forget about ever touching me again!" My cousin laughed, "Sister-in-law, you're so horny. If your older brother wasn't so generous and didn't find you a few more 'spare dicks,' wouldn't you be drooling with desire?" My wife didn't care about any of that. After a lot of sucking and licking, my cousin's dick indeed became hard and erect, and my wife smiled. So the two of them started another round of lovemaking. Because he had just ejaculated, my cousin lasted a long time this time and was especially vigorous, fucking my wife until her moans were out of tune. The two of them were almost going crazy with sex. In the end, my cousin, in order to get my wife's genitals, used a "Mount Tai pressing down" position to pound hard into her vagina, while pinching her clitoris with his hand. When she had another orgasm, he ejaculated beautifully inside her, making her feel like she was floating on clouds. (IX)

Most of my wife and I's sexual partners are people around our age. Having long been accustomed to the tastes of adult sex, we always wanted to find some young men and women to join us for some variety. My wife first set her sights on a boy who lived in the same building as us. He was from the south, fair-skinned, and looked quite smart and capable. After getting to know him better for a while, she invited him to our house. At that time, he was in his final year of high school and had a lot of homework, so he had to go back home after a short time. After the college entrance exam, he did well and was very relaxed. He also had time, so my wife wanted to make a move.

I happened to be away on a business trip. One night, I was woken by a phone call in my hotel bed. My wife told me, mysteriously and excitedly, that the boy had just left. Tonight, he had come to borrow DVDs and they had spent a long time playing with them. Later, my wife pretended to take a shower, but didn't close the bathroom door completely. While showering, she deliberately positioned herself facing the crack in the door. Sure enough, she saw the eyes she had been hoping for—she excitedly turned around every now and then to secretly press her engorged clitoris and masturbate. After leaving, she acted as if nothing had happened, put on a loose silk robe, and continued chatting with him. I could imagine how her tantalizing, teasing, and caressing the boy's fragile heart would be revealed through her partially concealed body. She took him to bed, and the boy was intoxicated by her full breasts, burying his face in them, rubbing and sucking, and enjoying sniffing and kissing her fragrant neck and hair after her bath. But he didn't get to the point. When my wife kissed him back, her hand reached for the place she longed for—it was clearly swollen and throbbing. Unable to suppress her urge towards his tender virgin penis, she tried to entice him into penetration, but after only a couple of strokes, a large amount of hot, slightly fishy, viscous fluid gushed from her palm—the boy growled and hugged her tightly. As his wife was comforting him, preparing for their next real lovemaking session, his mother called, urging him to return home. His wife kissed him, telling him to go home first, and they agreed to continue the following afternoon. At

this point, his wife seemed somewhat regretful, saying, "A virgin's penis, almost within reach, and it slipped away." I comforted her, saying it was only postponed for one night. My wife was using a dildo to stimulate herself while calling me. "I can't use a hot, hard virgin's cock, so I have to use a fake toy to satisfy my craving. How boring!" A few days later, when I got home, my wife told me that she was so agitated that night that she couldn't sleep. The smell of the boy's semen on her robe made her toss and turn. Finally, after 2 a.m., she insisted on calling my cousin over, and the two of them had sex wildly all night, sleeping in each other's arms until noon. After getting up, she quickly sent my cousin away because she was thinking about her afternoon date.

That afternoon, the nineteen-year-old boy and the twenty-four-year-old woman had only one theme—sex. According to my wife, that afternoon, their genitals were almost never separated; the boy started ejaculating after only half penetration, but it continued for longer and longer. During the intervals between each encounter, he wouldn't pull out, leaving it limp inside, whispering sweet nothings, "charging" himself, waiting for it to slowly harden. As soon as it did, he'd thrust vigorously again, their movements undulating and moaning together. That day, they practically explored every corner of the house. His wife's affection awakened in him a motherly attachment. His wife said that even when she went to the bathroom, he would follow, playfully demanding she half-raise her lower body so he could pry open her vulva and watch her urinate. Or, while she was squatting on the toilet, he'd shove his penis into her mouth. When she got up to wipe away the urine, he'd seize the opportunity to grab her white buttocks and thrust his penis in from behind, leaving her to hold onto the toilet seat and let him thrust—a few minutes later, what she needed to wipe away wasn't the urine droplets, but the boy's semen gushing from her vagina.

Later, the boy became a formal sexual partner that we both enjoyed. In front of me, my wife even used the term "little wife" to affectionately call him "little husband." (End of Chapter 10)

My old friend H hadn't visited for a while because he was busy. One Tuesday afternoon, H called to invite us to go to the movies that evening. But after work, I had to hold a work meeting and couldn't go, so I called my wife and told them to have dinner and then go to the movies. The meeting lasted until after 9 pm. When I got home, my wife and H weren't back yet, so I picked out a DVD and started watching it myself. Around 10 PM, they returned and burst into laughter as soon as they entered. H said his wife had been acting horny in the movie theater, constantly touching him and even putting her hand inside his pants to play with his penis. He then retaliated, pulling off her bra and panties and rubbing and probing them against the edge of their seats. His wife was moaning, attracting the attention of a middle-aged couple in the next row who kept peeking. His wife, however, became even more enthusiastic, taking H's penis out and sucking it, causing the couple next to them to constantly crane their necks to peek. By the end of the movie, their necks must be sore. As they talked, his wife became clearly aroused, grabbing H's head and offering her tongue. The two of them started kissing passionately right in front of me. H unbuttoned his wife's dress, revealing her upper body; her bra was indeed gone. His wife then reached into H's crotch and started rubbing it again. While kissing him and pulling down his pants, H pulled my wife's bra and panties from his pocket and threw them to me. They asked if I wanted to shower together. Then, both of them, naked, went into the bathroom.

I went in briefly. My wife was leaning over the edge of the bathtub, and H was thrusting into her from behind, pressing down on her beautiful buttocks. They didn't stop when they saw me come in. I casually pinched my wife's dangling, snow-white breasts and slapped her plump buttocks, making a crisp "smack!" sound. I then pretended to grab my wife's hair with affection and said to her face, "You little slut, is it good to be fucked? You don't even hide from your husband when you're fucking other men?" "Just like a little slut, right?" She was enjoying being fucked and knew I was joking, so she said even more lewdly, "Doesn't my husband love my slutty cunt? The more men I fuck, the more promiscuous and cheap my cunt is, the more my husband likes it. When he finishes fucking me and cums inside, I'll call you over to lick it clean. Don't be shy, haven't you always wanted to have a good taste of your wife's slutty cunt after it's been fucked by another cock?" As she spoke, she even reached out and pressed my swollen crotch. Seeing my wife so lewd and shameless, who could resist? I immediately pulled out my hot rod and shoved it into her mouth as she was talking lewdly. After fucking them for a while, they finished washing up and went out. I quickly took a shower, found the video camera, and followed them into the bedroom.

They were on the bed, kissing deeply like a pair of lovers in the throes of passion, oblivious to everyone around them, expressing their love and fondness for each other's bodies, just like a pair of adulterous lovers I had caught in the act. But I prefer it this way, because it allows me to more fully imagine her having an affair. H moved from my wife's red lips to her face, behind her ears, and down her neck. My wife gasped and moaned. Then, H began to suckle at my wife's large breasts, which he never tired of, sucking on the nipple or taking most of the soft breast into his mouth, burying his head in the full, soft flesh. My wife caressed him and placed her breasts in his mouth, letting him gently nibble on the nipples. As he gently bit her breasts, he looked at his wife, whose brows furrowed in slight pain, and said affectionately, "Your breasts are so beautiful. Every time I bury my head in them and suckle, it feels like I'm drinking my mother's milk." His wife cupped his face and said, "I just want to be your perfect woman. I am your mother, baby. I can also be your daughter, your wife or concubine, a slut who cheats on you, or you can treat me like the lowest of prostitutes. You can do whatever you want with me, just please fuck me more. Take me to meet your other buddies, and let them gang rape me, okay? I once saw a foreign pornographic DVD where a large group of men gang-raped a woman. One man after another thrust into her vagina and ejaculated, then pulled out and thrust in another. It was so exciting! I want to try it too, to be surrounded by a dozen strange men!"

Aroused, he couldn't resist and began to roughly rub his wife's breasts and suck on her vulva. Her vaginal fluid and pubic hair stuck to his face. He first sucked on his wife's engorged clitoris, stimulating her to sway her hips wildly and cry out for help. Then, like kissing, he used his mouth to suck on her vagina, consuming her juices. He then thrust his tongue into her warm, slightly fishy vaginal opening, licking the tip, which his wife also thoroughly enjoyed. Later, he simply licked her vagina while simultaneously kneading her breasts, playing even more enthusiastically. Unable to resist the urge, he soon lifted his wife's legs and thrust his penis into her wet opening with a "plop," making her spread her legs wide, exposing her plump vagina. He thrust in deeply, each time, making them both cry out in pleasure. He first used the frontal position to pound and thrust hard, each time going all the way in, as if he wanted to take his testicles in too. Each time, his wife said that the head of his penis touched her cervix, and she would gently push it away with her hand, but she encouraged him not to pull out when he was all the way in, but to use the head of his penis to press against her cervix and grind and rotate in circles, saying that this was very exciting and stimulating, and she had her first orgasm. Then, H pushed his wife down, and she lay face down on the bed. H sat between her plump buttocks and thighs, thrusting his penis into her vagina through her buttocks. He then began a rapid series of thrusts, even penetrating her anus for a few minutes before pulling out due to pain.

H went to the bathroom, washed his penis, and returned to resume the act, with me joining in. He thrust, while I played with the nipples of my wife's large breasts, which he was kneading, through my fingers. My wife and I took turns kissing. Shortly after, he couldn't hold on any longer and ejaculated into my wife's vagina. He hurriedly pulled out the vas deferens to rest. My wife wantonly told me to suck on her vagina, which was still wet with the other man's semen, so I knelt down and began to lick it with abandon. By this time, my wife's vagina was red and wet from being fucked, her pubic hair matted together, and her vaginal opening was wide open, feeling incredibly lewd. While enjoying his wife's cunt that had just been fucked by someone else, knowing that there was probably nothing more obscene in the world (except for incestuous sex), he couldn't help but get excited and thrust in for more than ten minutes. After resting, H told me to let him have her cunt. He dragged my wife's buttocks to the edge of the bed and thrust into her from behind. She was fucking so good that she sat up halfway and kissed H back while he was fucking her. H kissed her from above, rubbed her big breasts in the middle, fucked her from below, and also massaged her vulva with one hand. I also took turns fucking her. My wife told us to each thrust a hundred or so times and then switch to another penis. She liked the feeling of being penetrated by different penises alternately.

H came over and played with my wife's fat buttocks and cunt again. He brazenly spread my wife's cunt open in front of me, slapped her fat cunt with his hands, plucked and played with her pubic hair, and stuck three fingers into my wife's vagina and stirred them around. Then he forced another finger into my wife's anus and dug around. My wife was both excited and uncomfortable, and she writhed on the bed. H was having a wild time. He asked his wife, "Do I fuck you beautifully? You slut? How many times have you cheated on your husband? How can you be so lewd? I really want to fuck you to death, you little whore, why don't you go sell yourself? It's fun and you make money, why not?" His wife first twisted her body, her face flushed, and then said to him, "Wild husband, sometimes I really want to sell myself, to experience what it's like to be a prostitute. Will you be my pimp? All the money is yours, just make sure you pick a handsome man, okay? Wild husband, you're making me itchy again, hurry up! Poke it in!!" H indeed pounced on her again and thrust in. His wife swayed and responded, letting him fuck her deeply and enjoyably. The two of them kept saying unrestrained lewd things. H was about to ejaculate under his wife's ministrations. His wife gently massaged his balls and penis. H shouted and ejaculated, "Little slut, you want to... squeeze... fuck me... ah...", shooting a torrent of semen. My wife, as always, was passionately enjoying the impact of another man's semen on her vagina and uterus, and she reached another orgasm!

H pulled out his penis, masturbated a few more times, and gave the last few drops of semen to my wife. He went limp, moaning, "Slut...slut..." and pressed himself against her. My wife kissed him contentedly, letting him lie down beside her. Then, she dipped her hand into the still-flowing semen, seductively and wantonly sucking on it, looking at my erect penis with a seductive gaze, then smiled alluringly, spreading her legs and saying, "Husband, it's your turn!"

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