From cuckold to adulterer

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I'm home, finally home! Stepping off the plane, I felt a strange sense of relief.
This job was exhausting; two whole months of business trips, and being sent to

unfamiliar Guangxi—it really wore me out. After getting ready, I headed home in high spirits.
I didn't tell my wife I was coming home early; tomorrow is our fourth wedding anniversary, and I wanted to

surprise her.
The city of Kunming was bustling with traffic at night, the air thick with a decadent atmosphere, as if reminding me that

a beautiful wife was waiting for me at home, stirring a restless desire within me.
The taxi quickly took me home. Standing at the door, looking at that familiar face, my heart raced with

excitement . I gently unlocked the door. A nightlight shone in the living room, its rosy glow filling the room with

a sensual glow. I quietly approached the bedroom door; it was ajar, but from inside came sounds I would never forget. 　　My wife's rapid moans pierced my eardrums. Peeking through the slightly ajar door, I saw her straddling a man, thrusting rhythmically. Her breasts, once the only ones I held, were now being tightly gripped and fondled by another. She was clearly aroused; her cries grew louder, murmuring, "Darling, fuck me." "Darling, harder..." 　　My mind went blank. It took me a long time to recover. 　　What should I do? 　　My heart was dead. I wanted to rush in and beat that man up, but what good would that do? 　　My wife's heart probably wasn't with me anymore. 　　I silently closed the door and went to the guest room. The sound of my wife's rapid, sensual moans still lingered in my ears. I don't know how much time passed, but then the world seemed to stop. Finally, my wife shouted, "I'm coming!" The room fell silent, save for her heavy breathing. I checked my watch; twenty minutes had passed since I got home . 　　Perhaps his wife is currently holding him, enjoying his embrace. While I was lost in thought, his wife spoke . 　　She said, "You can't stay home. I'm afraid my husband might suddenly come back." The man said, 　　"It can't be such a coincidence, can it? Will he be back today? Did he call you?" 　　His wife replied, "He hasn't called all day. I'm wondering why; he used to call me every day." 　　The man chuckled and replied, "Xiaoyu, are you scared?" His 　　wife seemed to punch him lightly and said, "I still love my husband very much. I slept with you because you seduced me . You did it on purpose." The 　　man replied, "Hehe, I did it on purpose. I think you're the repressed type. Sure enough, you're a real stunner in bed. You made me feel so good. Were you comfortable?" 　　His wife kissed him as she said, "Yes, I was. I'm not going to say anything more. Hurry up and put on your clothes, leave quietly, and be careful not to let the neighbors see you. 　　" The man looked unhappy and said, "You want me to leave so soon? I want to stay here tonight." 　　My wife said resolutely, "Absolutely not, don't even think about it. I'll get you dressed, I'm leaving." 　　Behind her, there was the sound of clothes being put on. My wife and the man walked out of the bedroom. My wife said, "I won't see you out , just sneak away. 　　" The man hugged my wife, kissed her, and said, "I'm leaving. If you miss me, give me the signal, and we 'll meet up. " 　　My wife said, "I'll try not to see him. I've been crazy enough these past two days; I've already wronged him. 　　" The man said, "Whatever you want. Anyway, call me if you need anything, I'll be there anytime. I'll make you comfortable." 　　My wife said, "Okay, I understand." 　　The man quietly opened the door and left. I heard everything clearly from the guest room, it made my blood boil. I opened the guest room door. 　　My wife, with her back to me, was clearly startled. She turned around, trembling, and said, "Who is it?" 　　One glance, and it was love at first sight. 　　My wife stood there, her face still flushed from making love. I stared at her coldly. Time seemed to freeze; the ticking of the clock was suffocating. 　　We stood there, speechless, in a deathly silence. 　　After a moment, she seemed to come to her senses, came over, and tried to hug me. 　　I pushed her away forcefully, and she plopped down on the carpet. She was flustered, trying to explain: "Honey, it's not what you see." 　　My blood rushed to my head. I grabbed her by the collar, lifted her up like a chick, and yelled: "Then tell me, what is it?" 　　My wife slumped down, unable to speak, tears welling in her eyes. 　　I threw her onto the sofa and said: "Come in." 　　Entering the bedroom, I was still surrounded by a decadent atmosphere—the smell of semen mixed with sweat. The bed was still a mess, and piles of toilet paper and condoms on the floor were glaringly obvious. 　　She walked trembling into the bedroom, not daring to look at me. I said, "Xiaoyu, tell me yourself, who is he? I'll tell you, I came back an hour ago. I wanted to come in and beat you and that man up, but I held back. I just wanted to ask you face to face, why did you do this?" 　　My wife suddenly knelt at my feet, hugging my legs and sobbing uncontrollably. I shook my foot and said, "Are you really that impatient? I've only been gone for two months, and you've already cheated on me. If I'm gone for six months, are you going to have a baby with me? Tell me, tell me!" 　　My wife continued to cry, without saying a word. 　　Looking at my wife, a mix of emotions welled up inside me—hatred, pity, sympathy, anger? I didn't know. 　　"Get up," I said, looking at my wife. "Kneeling like this won't help. Get up, let's talk properly . If we don't talk properly, this is the end for us." My 　　wife finally reacted a little. She cried even louder, saying between sobs, "No, I don't want to, husband , I don't want to." 　　I looked at her, lifted her chin, looked into her eyes, and said, "This isn't a question of whether you want it or not. Get up and explain yourself." 　　She looked at me, her eyes filled with despair, and slowly stood up, sitting on the bed. 　　I looked at her, at the patches of mixed liquid on the bed, and said, "Now, whatever I ask, you must answer truthfully. Don't lie to me anymore and drive us both to our deaths."

She lowered her head, sobbing as she agreed. "
When did you two start? Who is he?" I asked weakly.
My wife hesitated for a moment, then said, "He's my classmate. We've only been together for the last couple of days."
I continued, "Really a classmate, not your lover or anything?"
My wife's voice became urgent. "Really a classmate, honey, I'll never lie to you again, really a classmate.
" Actually, from their conversation in the living room, I could vaguely tell that my wife still loved me, but I

just couldn't accept this fact. I was as agitated as a wild beast.
I asked again, "How many times have you done it?"
My wife clearly didn't want to answer. Perhaps she hadn't expected me to ask that. For a moment, the room fell

silent .
I became visibly agitated and said, "Xiaoyu, didn't you hear me? I'm asking you, how many times have you done it?"
My wife looked at my flushed face, seemingly frightened. After hesitating for a few moments, she softly said, "From yesterday to

today , five times."
After she finished speaking, she looked into my eyes and then said, "Honey, hit me. As long as it makes you feel better, you

can hit me however you want."
I looked at her, at her familiar yet unfamiliar face, and said, "What's the use of hitting you? It's already happened

. I feel so powerless. If only I hadn't found out, if only I knew nothing. But I heard everything, I

saw everything. He was fondling your breasts, he was enjoying a body that should have been mine." I touched my wife's genitals and

continued, "You still have his fluids on you down there. What am I supposed to do?"
My wife started crying again, her voice growing louder. I impatiently covered her mouth and said, "Stop crying.

Go a shower. I'll sleep in the guest room tonight. You can come if you want, or not if you don't."
After saying that, I shook off her hand and went to the guest room next door, but my heart still couldn't calm down.
After a long time, I heard my wife taking a shower in the bathroom, over and over again, for a long time. The sound of water mixed with her

crying made me feel very melancholy. I was thinking: What should I do?
Actually, I hadn't thought about it. It all happened so suddenly, without any preparation, leaving me

exhausted .
My wife finished showering and came into the guest room wearing my favorite nightgown. She timidly asked, "Honey,

can I sleep in the guest room?"
I said, "Whatever you want."
She slowly lay down on the bed, her head buried in her chest, silent, her back to me like a little shrimp.
Men really are driven by their lower instincts; looking at my sexy wife, I still felt a physical reaction.
Perhaps sensing my arousal, she turned around and tried to put her hand inside my underwear. I

stopped her. Although I was aroused, I had no interest in it.
I said, "Turn your head around, let's talk this out."
My wife had stopped crying; perhaps out of despair, she turned to look at me. I said, "Do you still love me,

Xiaoyu?"
Without hesitation, she answered, "Yes, of course I love you. I was

devastated when you told me you wanted a divorce."
I continued, "Then how do you explain what happened today? You know what I hate most."
My wife hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind. She said, "I know I love you very much, but I can't control

my desires. Honey, when you were home, we made love every day. Two months of this, I've been suffering so much.
" I stared at her in shock, as if I didn't recognize her. My wife, how could she be like this? My
wife looked at me and said, "Honey, after all this time, I've wanted to tell you what's on my mind. I'm afraid that after today,

if we get divorced, I won't be able to talk to you anymore.
" I replied weakly, "Go ahead."
She said, "Honey, I'm so happy to have married you. For the past four years, I've been enveloped in happiness. We're

each other's first love, and I gave you my virginity. Our sex life is also very harmonious. I'm truly happy. However

, I've discovered that my libido is very strong. Before, you were home every day, and I could make love with you every day, so it didn't show.

But this time, when you were away on a business trip, I noticed it. I wanted to masturbate, but I couldn't satisfy myself. I endured it for fifty days,

but I finally couldn't resist. Just then, he called and teased me, and I did something wrong. I know you probably think I'm

a dirty woman, but since we've come this far, let's be open and honest."
I was speechless for a long time. My wife continued, "Honey, actually, it's not just my fault.

Do you remember how you trained me when I was clumsy in bed?" Every night, we

watch porn, imitating the positions and scenes. You even enjoy my swearing and

cursing during sex. You often fantasize about having sex with other men like in the movies. Subtly,

you've completely aroused my libido, turning me from an innocent girl into a repressed, horny young woman. I
know what my wife says is true. Although I strongly resist being cuckolded, perhaps due to ingrained traditional psychology, I do have some cuckolding

tendencies . I know this, but seeing it happen to me

is still unacceptable.
My wife continued, "Honey, do you also have some cuckolding tendencies? I often see you secretly visiting couples

-swapping websites, sometimes watching other wives masturbate, and posting fantasies about

having sex with me.
" I said, "You saw all that?"
My wife said, "Yes, actually I don't object. Ever since I discovered my own desires, I've even

longed for you to make those requests, but you only mentioned it during our flirting, and I

pretended not to know.
" I said, "But now you're cuckolding me. You're lying to me."
My wife said, "Yes, I was wrong, honey. Scold me, do whatever you want to me, I won't blame you, just

don't mention divorce."
I fell silent. Traditional values made it hard for me to face the reality of my wife's infidelity, but her

words ignited a long-dormant desire within me. I truly didn't know what to do.
Seeing my prolonged silence, she turned and hugged me, her hot breasts pressed against mine. My

penis instantly became erect. She slowly slipped her hand inside my underwear, stroking my hard penis,

moaning as she said, "Honey, do you want it? Do you want me?"
This woman, just hours before, was moaning under someone else, and now she was teasing me.

But my uncontrollable desires burned like a raging fire, a demon in my heart

screaming in my ear: "Fuck this woman! Make her cheat on you! Make her wear a green hat!"
I roughly tore off my wife's nightgown, revealing a pristine white body before me. It was

a body I knew so well: high breasts, red nipples, light pubic hair, a moist vulva—a body

that had been . Without even foreplay, I grabbed my wife's body, lifted her legs, and

forcefully thrust my swollen, somewhat menacing penis into her vagina, pumping violently. Her vagina was

very wet; I could almost feel the man's bodily fluids mixed with my wife's vaginal fluids enveloping my penis, as if mocking me

.
My wife groaned loudly, her buttocks twisting and her perineum

arching upwards to welcome my penis, uttering the sweet nothings we usually exchanged during sex.
"Husband, fuck this little slut to death!" "Husband, I'm a slut, fuck me now, faster, faster!"
My anger had nowhere to go, and stimulated by her moans, I thrust harder and deeper with

each thrust. Soon, the lustful fluid mixed with the bodily fluids of two men flowed down my wife's thighs onto the blanket. Just as

I was about to reach my climax, I pulled my penis out of her vagina and violently shoved it into my wife's mouth.

My wife did not resist. Perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps out of a desire to make amends, she obediently took my penis into her mouth and

began to suck on it. Looking at the white fluid at the corner of her mouth, looking at her kneeling in front of me like a slave, a wave of vengeful

pleasure instantly washed over me. I ejaculated, spraying all the semen I had stored up for two months into my wife's mouth.
My wife held my penis in her mouth without moving, waiting for me to calm down and for it to go limp before spitting it out and spitting the semen

into her hand. Then she got up to wash herself. I lay limp on the bed like a mudfish, completely powerless.

I hated myself; she had just cheated on me, her body still carrying the scent of another man, yet I had slept with her.

On the other hand, I felt a vague pleasure, as if that man had stimulated me, making this sexual encounter so intense.
My wife quickly finished washing and came over naked, her genitals red, like a newborn's. She

got into bed , hugged me, and stroked my limp penis, saying, "Honey, are you feeling better now?"
I lazily replied, "Mmm."
My wife said, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
I turned my head away and said, "I don't want to ask anything now, it affects my mood."
My wife stubbornly turned my head back, making me rest my head on her breasts, and said, "I think you were really strong tonight,

did you feel a sense of revenge?"
I was taken aback, looked up at her, and said, "How did you know? How do you understand me so well?"
My wife smiled—the first smile we'd exchanged since we met. She said, "No one knows a husband better than his wife.

I understand your personality, so I'm not surprised you have thoughts of wife-swapping. Actually, I'm a little

looking forward to , mainly because of your influence.
" I said, "Let's see about this later. Can you guarantee this won't happen again?"
My wife pouted like a child and said, "I promise, I'll never cheat emotionally, but I'll let my husband

cheat on . Actually, I just can't control my desires.
" I said, "Anyway, I have a knot in my heart. Let's not talk about this. I heard you two

making love inside just now, and I almost broke down.
" My wife kissed my cheek and said, "You're just having trouble getting over it, aren't you? Actually, you still have a voyeuristic tendency.

Don't often go on forums and masturbate in front of other people's wives?
" I couldn't say anything, and I didn't know how to answer. My wife said, "Actually, these things are mutual.

You've subtly influenced me."
I said, "Yeah, we don't communicate enough. I've always had this inclination, but I never told

you. I thought you wouldn't agree."
My wife playfully pinched my nose and said, "Silly, from now on, we should discuss things together. I'll

tell you everything first, and you should too. Actually, I didn't wash inside my vagina when I showered."
I was puzzled and asked, "Why didn't you wash it? Did you want to keep it to annoy me?"
My wife said, "I know you can't control your penis, and you've always had this fetish. I did it

on purpose . I kept it so you could fuck me harder.
" I shuddered. My wife really understands my personality too well; she has me completely under her thumb.
My wife said, "Honey, we've talked so frankly, can you forgive me?"
Deep down, I'm a repressed and lewd person. The reason I was so angry at first was because she lied to me, coupled with

my ingrained cuckoldry complex, which trapped me in this dead end. Now, my wife's words have finally made me feel less

pain . Although she betrayed me physically, she has always been emotionally dependent on me, and she still loves me.
I hugged my wife for the first time and said, "Let bygones be bygones. Don't lie to me again. I forgive you this

time , but there will never be a next time.
" My wife started sobbing softly again, holding me, and we remained silent. "
Let it go like this," I said. "After a man gets married, who doesn't wear a few green hats? The difference is only whether it's an obvious green or

a hidden one.

" Chapter Two: Travel Affair [Part One]
Since my wife's affair happened, my life has changed a lot.
My wife no longer hides her desires from me. The repressed wife of the past has slowly become more flirtatious.

The miniskirts and low-cut dresses that she dared not wear before
are now worn every day, as if the affair has suddenly awakened the hidden lewd

desires .
Our lovemaking was no longer confined to the bed; the sofa, the balcony, the kitchen, the bathroom—anywhere became our

battlefield.
My wife kept her promise; she broke off contact with her classmate and completely shifted her focus to our family and

me, although
our sex life became even wilder and more open.
My wife also started browsing couples-swapping forums with me, commenting on other people's bodies with me,

and even allowing me to send
some of our faceless pictures to fellow enthusiasts.
Before we knew it, the National Day holiday was approaching, and I discussed with my wife where to go for a trip.
My wife said, "How about we invite a couple to travel together?"
I stopped holding the mouse, turned around, and asked her, "What, do you want to swap?" My wife hugged me, stroking...

My breasts said, "No, we don't
necessarily have to swap. Going together is always more fun than going alone."
I pinched my wife's breasts hard and said, "I told you you were horny, and you still won't admit it?"
My wife punched me and laughed, "You naughty husband, aren't you just like me? I was corrupted by you,

and you're still blaming me, it's unfair
..." I said, "Now you're even more horny than me, sigh."
My wife tugged at my penis and said, "Like husband, like wife."
I was quite annoyed and said, "Then tell me, who should we find? With such a short time, it might be hard to find

a couple to go with. " My
wife said, "Let's choose a destination first, and then find travel buddies."
We discussed it and decided to go to Fenghuang during the National Day holiday. In the "Travel Buddies" section, I saw that there were quite a few

people planning to go to
Fenghuang during the National Day holiday.
My wife and I slowly looked through them and decided to choose a couple to meet. After all, things online

can be unpleasant ,
and we need to carefully verify whether they are real couples.
After looking for a while, my wife said to me, "Honey, I think this couple seems pretty good."
I asked, "Really? Let me see. "
"Seeking a couple to travel to Fenghuang together during the National Day holiday. Looking for travel companions from all over the country, happy together, everything is up to fate.
Husband 28/180/75, Wife 26/168/47."
I added them on QQ, and they quickly accepted my request. Their nickname was "True Love Couple."
"Excuse me, are you also planning to go to Fenghuang during the National Day holiday?" True Love Couple messaged me first.
"Yes, we're leaving from City A on September 30th and arriving on the morning of October 1st," I replied.
"We're about the same, also arriving during the National Day holiday. Are you a real couple? You're not just messing with me, are you?" They sent

a smiley face.
"Of course, I was worried you weren't a real couple. I don't want any trouble," I said.
"Hehe, I like straightforward people. To be honest, I've seen your wife's photo, I admire her, and

I hope we'll have the chance to travel
together someday," True Love Couple replied.
My wife got excited beside me, exclaiming, "Hmph, you stinky husband! You always say I don't have a good figure, but see,

someone appreciates me!
Where can you find a figure like mine with a great bust and butt?"
I pulled her into my arms and gave her a quick French kiss, saying, "You're so smug. Only I know your true colors;

your moans could shake
a building."
While responding to my kiss, her hands began to wander over my body. Just as

we were lost in passion
, our "True Love Couple" messaged us again.
"Why aren't you replying? Is something wrong? If I said anything inappropriate, I apologize."
I felt they were a high-class couple, so I replied, "No, I just went out for a bit.

How about we
send each other photos and our marriage certificates and see how it goes? If we're both interested, we can video

chat ."
The "True Love Couple" agreed, and soon I received the photos they sent me. The man in the photos was very

sunny, wearing a
white shirt, and his bulging shoulders suggested he had a good physique. His wife was wearing a

professional suit, looking mature
and capable, with light makeup and delicate features—a typical Jiangnan woman.
I looked back at my wife and asked, "What do you think? How do you feel?"
My wife excitedly said, "This man looks good, sunny, handsome, and healthy. What do you think of his wife?"
I didn't know how to answer, so I vaguely said, "She's similar to you, a Jiangnan woman."
It seemed my wife had already approved of the "True Love Couple," and now the question was whether they were satisfied with us.
I waited a while, and then a message came from the other side.
"After our verification, the marriage certificate is genuine. Very good. We both like honest people, and you two are a good

couple too. Let's
video chat," the "True Love Couple" replied.
I clicked the video link, and it connected quickly. The "True Love Couple" indeed looked quite similar to the photos. Having

seen the marriage certificate, I
knew their names were Cheng and Wei.
The couple sat down on the sofa in the bedroom. Wei nestled in Cheng's arms, wearing a leopard-print onesie

nightgown. The low-cut top
barely covered her breasts, exposing most of them to the video.
I couldn't help but swallow; what a great figure.
My wife seemed to notice my lust, playfully pinching my nose and laughing, "Shameless! You're drooling over other people's

wives
."
Cheng and Wei clearly heard my wife's words, and Wei chuckled.
I blushed and said to Wei, "I'm sorry, my wife speaks without thinking, she doesn't know her place."
Wei smiled at me through the video and said, "I like it. That's a real woman, not pretentious."
My wife was delighted to hear this and shouted into the video, "Women understand women best! Haha, what do these

stinky men know
?"
I was both embarrassed and annoyed, not knowing what to say.
Cheng and Wei seemed to have figured something out. Cheng said to me, "How about we call it a day?

We've met
, so let's get to know each other better over the next few days. Wei and I have some things to do right now, hehe."
My wife, as if on purpose, asked Wei with a mischievous smile, "Your husband said he has things to do, what are they? It's

so late.
" Wei laughed loudly on the video, saying, "You naughty girl, you know what I mean."
My wife laughed too, saying, "Hehe, everyone knows."
After ending the video call, we exchanged phone numbers. My wife leaned on me and said, "Honey, I have things to do too."
I turned my wife around, pinned her down, and vigorously rubbed her breasts, saying, "You little slut,

you're getting horny again.
" My wife's eyes were hazy as she kissed my neck, saying, "I am a little slut, honey, come and serve me."
That night, we made love three times.
In the following days, every night we and the couple we truly loved would video chat online to get to know each other better.

The more we talked, the more
compatible we became. My wife and Wei even started calling each other sisters. Of course, our initial purpose for traveling together

wasn't necessarily to exchange partners, but
now both of our thoughts had changed. I was even looking forward to a sexual adventure with Wei, and my wife was looking forward to

physical intimacy with Cheng. I
thought they felt the same way.
Before we knew it, it was the day before our departure. Just like the previous days, we and the couple were all preparing

for the trip.
In the video, Cheng and Wei were packing their bags.
The long-awaited National Day holiday finally arrived.
Traveling during the Golden Week holiday is really inconvenient; the tourist attractions are packed like sardines. But there's nothing we

can do ;
the pace of society is too fast. Having a seven-day holiday is already quite good.
We first arrived in Fenghuang and checked into a single stilted house near the Tuojiang River that we had booked. It was a

large suite with a living
room and a bedroom with two beds. I had asked Cheng why we booked such a room instead

of two single rooms. Cheng said that
two single rooms were inconvenient, and it was more convenient to stay in a suite together. I naturally understood

what he meant by "convenient."
My wife put down her luggage and went to take a shower, insisting that I go with her. We were both

incredibly excited about meeting Cheng and Wei. About
an hour later, the doorbell rang. My wife immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran to

open the door. Cheng and Wei, whom we had only seen on video,
finally stood before us. Cheng was dressed casually, while Wei wore a tight-fitting

top and super short
shorts, looking incredibly sexy.
My wife seemed very outgoing, taking Wei's luggage while linking arms with her, saying, "You've finally arrived!

We've been waiting
forever!"
I took Cheng's luggage and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense; we've only been here for an hour.
" Wei, linking arms with my wife, said, "I knew you were impatient. Wait a minute, Cheng and I will take a shower first, then

we'll go eat together
. "
My wife said, "Okay, okay, you two rest first."
After Cheng and Wei finished unpacking, they went to the bathroom together to shower, whispering to each other,

I couldn't tell what they were saying
.
My wife, supporting my waist, asked, "Wei, you look so sexy today. I wish I had dressed more sexy too."
I slipped my hand inside her clothes, caressing her breasts, and said, "Like this, it's good. You

look beautiful like this."
My wife tilted her head and asked, "Really? I was worried Cheng wouldn't like it."
I said, "No, I saw his eyes light up when he looked at you."
My wife chuckled and said, "People looking at your wife like that, and you're so happy..." I said, "Anyway,

you don't belong to
me tonight. I'll look at you sooner or later, so what's the big deal?"
My wife turned around, hugged me, and said, "Hehe, aren't you the same?"
As we spoke, Cheng and Wei came out of the bathroom. Cheng had changed into shorts and an off-the-shoulder tank top, while Wei had changed

into a loose chiffon top
and a miniskirt.
The afternoon passed quickly as we strolled around. After dinner, we tacitly returned to

our room early.
Since we were already quite familiar with each other, there was less awkwardness. My wife and Wei went straight to

the sofa , complaining of
being tired. Cheng and I massaged their feet. After they calmed down, Cheng said, "Let's play

a game .
" We had agreed beforehand: a game of drawing cards to determine who was the "turtle" (a player who draws cards to determine who is the "turtle"). The losing team had to take off a piece of clothing.

Wei and I were on one team, and
Cheng and my wife were on the other. Wei
and I lost the first round, and Cheng and my wife started teasing us, yelling, "Take off your pants! Take them off!"
Wei blushed and slowly took off her top. Her snow-white skin made me dizzy.

Under her red bra were her sexy
breasts. My face flushed rapidly, and I felt aroused. I froze, staring at

Wei's breasts as if I wanted to
see her bra off.
My wife playfully hit me, waking me from my daze. She said, "Your turn. It's your turn to take off your clothes."
I took off my shirt. Although I didn't have Cheng's eight-pack abs, at least I wasn't overweight, so I wasn't

embarrassed.
Cheng's hand had somehow already wrapped around my wife's waist, and she naturally hugged him back, as intimately as if they

were a married couple.
We lost the second round again. Wei's face turned even redder. She thought for a moment, stood up, and slowly pulled

down her shorts. Her long, slender
legs and semi-transparent, dark underwear revealed a patch of pubic hair. I saw a small

dampness on her underwear.
I quickly pulled down my pants. My huge penis, stimulated by Wei, was already proudly erect, making my

pants look like a tent.
At this moment, Cheng and my wife couldn't resist anymore and started kissing passionately. Cheng's kissing skills were excellent;

his tongue constantly
moved in and out of my wife's mouth. Soon, my wife was trembling and moaning.
She smiled at me, her eyes brimming with tears, encouraging me to come over.
I went over and hugged Wei. Her tongue, like a water snake, immediately coiled around my mouth. I pressed her down

on the sofa,
kissing her neck forcefully, my hands roaming over her body. She became aroused, her hands constantly caressing

my back.
Cheng had already carried his wife into the suite. I could hear continuous panting breaths around my ears,

sounds like an
aphrodisiac, arousing Wei and me, making our movements more intense.
Wei grabbed my penis and began to stroke it with her hands. Her hands were soft and boneless, tightly

wrapped around . I
couldn't help but moan softly. I wrapped my arms around Wei's back and unhooked her bra, her breasts

fully exposed to me.
Before me, her pink areolas, her perky breasts, and her nipples, already hard from stimulation, drew my attention. I couldn't resist

bending down
and taking one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard. She gently pressed my head down, forcing her breasts into my mouth,

moaning loudly. As I
licked her breasts, I slipped my hand

inside
her panties. They were soaked with her juices. I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina. Warm, wet juices enveloped my

fingers, and Wei
trembled all over. She hugged me tightly, wanting my hand to go deeper. My hand slowly

moved in and out of her vagina,
and Wei's moans grew louder. Her legs naturally spread 180 degrees, waiting for my penis to enter.
I picked up Wei and carried her into the bedroom. Inside, my wife and Cheng were already locked in a physical struggle. My wife was on

the bed , and Cheng's penis was
thrusting forcefully into her vagina, making the bed sway.
They seemed oblivious to our presence. My wife's dazed eyes and loud moans revealed her

current pleasure.
I tossed Wei onto another bed, lifted her legs, placed them on my shoulders,

and
thrust my already rock-hard penis into her vagina. Wei let out a long, satisfied moan, her buttocks arching back to meet my

thrusts. Her vagina
was still tight, gripping my penis. With each thrust, her vaginal fluids flowed down her pubic hair and onto the bed,

soaking a large patch of the sheets. I
thrust passionately, completely forgetting that on the bed next to us, my wife was also writhing and yielding to another man's

pleasure.
The only sounds in the room were the slapping of vaginas against penises, the moans of two women, and the panting of two men

.
As I rubbed my slightly raised breasts, I watched my wife. She was now sitting on Cheng,

her body
undulating. Watching his penis thrust in and out of her vagina, her juices soaking his

penis , I felt a
strange sense of satisfaction. My penis hardened further, as if seeking revenge for Cheng's actions against my wife. I

thrust harder into her, and she
cried out in even greater pleasure.
After about ten minutes, I heard Cheng shout, "Goodness, I'm coming!" He thrust his penis forcefully

into her
, his body trembling. My wife moaned loudly, and a stream of semen flowed

from between his penis and her vagina
, staining it a deep white.
My wife lay limply on Cheng, satisfied; she had clearly reached orgasm.
Beneath me, Wei was moaning loudly, her vagina increasingly wet. I flipped her over

, and she obediently
lay face down on the bed, her buttocks raised. I thrust in again forcefully.
My wife and Cheng had regained some strength and were watching us make love, embracing each other. Cheng patted Wei's

buttocks said, "Little slut
." Under their gazes, I thrust faster and faster. Finally, the climax was approaching.

I quickly pulled my penis out of Wei's
vagina, and a gush of semen spurted out, drawing a map on Wei's back.
Wei lay weakly on the bed, her body still trembling, the flush on her face slowly fading. She had also

reached orgasm.
Cheng teased my wife, "Look at Wei, she's been tamed by her husband."
Wei glared weakly at Cheng and said, "I see you're having a blast."
My wife said, "How about it? My husband's technique is pretty good, isn't it?"
Wei blushed and buried her head in the blanket, remaining silent.
I helped Wei clean the semen off her back. Wei turned around, opened her arms, and I pulled her into my embrace.

Her body was still burning
hot, and a decadent atmosphere filled the room.
Cheng, rubbing his wife's breasts, said to me, "How was it? Was today enjoyable?"
I said, "Yeah, pretty good. Wei must have felt good too."
Wei nodded in my arms, tacitly agreeing.
His wife clung to Cheng's body like an octopus. Cheng stroked his wife's buttocks and said, "This is nothing,

just an appetizer
. There's more to come."
His wife shyly slapped Cheng's chest and said, "You pervert, what other activities are there?"
Cheng said, "You'll find out tomorrow. Tomorrow will be even more exciting than today. I've already thought of a lot of good

activities Wei and I
have never tried before. It just so happens that we get along so well with you two, so let's indulge in some decadent fun this time

.
" Wei responded to Cheng's words, saying, "That's right, I feel really good about you two."
Cheng said, "Okay, it's settled then. Go to bed early tonight so you'll have the energy for even bigger

surprises tomorrow."
That night, Wei fell asleep in my arms, like a child.
[To be continued
]

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