Dangerous Game 2

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Hello everyone, I'm Xiaofan. I wonder if you all still remember me. Ever since I was

humiliated , I haven't dared to do anything excessive because I'm genuinely afraid

of something similar happening again. However, every time I make love with my husband, I think about this incident, which excites me greatly

. I think I have a bit of a masochistic tendency. But every time I calm down, I feel very sorry for my husband. Therefore,

even though he sometimes can't satisfy my desire for exciting sex, I haven't sought passion again. Until one time

…

Last summer, my husband was sent to another city for training, and I didn't have any intimacy with him for a month. To be

honest, it was okay most of the time, but I felt very empty at night. Although I talked to my husband every day, it

wasn't enough to quench my thirst. I couldn't fall asleep until very late every night. Fortunately, I work as a primary school teacher, and now

that it's summer vacation, I can sleep in until very late. However, these past few days, the exterior of our building has been renovated, and the entire building is

surrounded by scaffolding. Every morning, construction workers are working outside, making so much noise that I can't sleep. That morning, I was

woken up again by the noise of construction. I cursed under my breath, and as I lay in bed trying to fall back asleep,

a strange thought popped into my head—to expose myself. This thought excited me.

Our building has four floors, and I live on the third. The building opposite mine is quite far away, so my

husband and I usually don't draw the curtains. Recently, because of the exterior renovations, construction workers have been passing by my

window , though not frequently, since they're mainly working on the walls. This suited me perfectly; if the workers

passed by more often, I wouldn't dare do this.

So, I pulled half of the blanket off me, leaving only one leg covered, and then I

pulled up my silk nightgown, exposing my white lace panties. Because I trim my

pubic hair regularly, it's very well-defined, thus revealing one of my long thighs and my vulva,

which was faintly visible through the lace panties. My bed is very close to the window, so anyone passing by would

see this "beautiful sight." As I thought about it, I started to get excited. After waiting for a long time, I finally heard

approaching footsteps. I immediately pretended to be asleep, squinting as I observed outside the window. Just then, I saw a migrant worker pass by my

window He glanced at the window instinctively and walked past, but as soon as he passed, I heard

his footsteps stop. Slowly, he moved back to my window and peered inside. At that moment, I felt

a pair of burning eyes staring at my genitals. He wasn't tall, and he wore blue

work clothes covered in dried cement. Because of the window and the backlighting, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could tell he was about forty

years old . He was watching me, licking his lips, and being spied on by this migrant worker

aroused . I felt my vagina start to secrete fluid, and I desperately wanted to rub it with my hands, or better

yet, to have a thick penis thrust into me, relentlessly exploring my tender vagina, even just to have me

squeeze my legs together. But I dared not move, afraid he would see I was pretending to be asleep. It was torture, and

this torture only fueled my excitement. Finally, I heard someone calling him from afar, and he reluctantly left.

As soon as he was gone, I ran to the bathroom and inserted my middle finger into my vagina, rapidly thrusting it in and out,

fantasizing that I was being brutally penetrated by a thick penis, but not by my husband, but by the

migrant worker who had been spying on me. I quickly reached orgasm, and afterwards, I sat weakly on the toilet. Suddenly, my phone

rang, and when I pulled up my underwear, I realized it was soaked with my own fluids.

It turned out the call was from my good friend and colleague, Xiaoli, who invited me shopping. So I hung

up , quickly dressed up, and went out to meet her. After shopping, we went out for dinner.

It was almost 10 pm when I got home. I changed and was about to take a shower when my phone rang again.

It was my husband calling. I quickly picked up the phone and said sweetly, "Honey, I miss you.

When coming back…?" We then had a passionate phone conversation. I even joked that

if he didn't come back soon, I'd find another man to cheat on him. He finally said he'd be back in two or three days

, told me to take care of myself, and that he missed me a lot and wanted to make love as soon as he got back. Hearing this excited me.

After hanging up the phone, I went into the bathroom to shower. I poured shower gel into my hands and began to

spread it evenly on my body. Looking at my long, shapely legs and my 36D breasts, I couldn't help but think of what happened

that morning . Slowly, I felt a desire again. I kept rubbing my vulva with my hands and

moaned, "Fuck...fuck me, you stinky...stinky migrant worker, dirty migrant worker, use your stinky and dirty big cock to fuck

...fuck me hard..."

Just as I was about to climax, I suddenly heard a loud bang outside the bathroom. I immediately stopped.

I put on a towel and carefully opened the door. I went to the bedroom but didn't find anything unusual, so I went to

bed . In my dream, I dreamt that my husband came back. As soon as he returned, he stripped me naked, then hoisted my

legs onto his shoulders, buried his head between my legs, and began frantically sucking on my

vulva , as if trying to drain all the lustful fluid from my body.

He also kept kneading my full breasts with both hands, and I kept moaning, pressing my husband's head down hard with my hands, hoping he would lick me deeper. My

husband had never done this to me before, and it made me enjoy it... Then I was awakened by the intense stimulation, but to my

surprise, I found that the feeling did not diminish because I was awake; on the contrary, it became stronger and more real...

I sat up abruptly, but failed. I found that there really was someone below me, his

hands holding my legs, his head buried between my legs, constantly licking my genitals... My mind

went blank, and I was too surprised to speak. Just then, he looked up at me lewdly and said, "You slut

, you're awake. How's it going?"

I snapped out of my daze, quickly pulled my legs back, sat up, grabbed the blanket to cover myself, and asked in

terror , "Who are you? What do you want?" He chuckled lewdly, "Didn't you see me this morning?

I know you were pretending to be asleep, and you were even trying to get me to fuck you in the bathroom just now. Now I'm here to take your

man ." He deliberately emphasized the word "take." "You heard me showering?"

"I crawled under your bed at nine o'clock," he paused, then continued, "Hehe, to be honest, your

body doesn't look like someone who's been married; it's more like an unmarried virgin. Luckily, your man isn't home these days, so let

me be your man." With that, he pounced on me. I immediately grabbed the blanket and rolled over, trying to get off

the other side of the bed. Then he pinned me down from behind. I grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands and tried to pull myself away, but he grabbed my

shoulders and pulled me down. How could I possibly be stronger than him? A few minutes later, although I was still holding onto the edge of the bed, he

had his entire body pinning me down. We both stopped moving and gasped for breath. Then I smelled the distinctive earthy smell of a

migrant worker , a smell mixed with his sweat that made it hard to breathe. I

pleaded, "Brother, forced love won't be sweet. Let me go." He lifted himself slightly, and I immediately lunged upwards.

Actually, he was playing hard to get. This time, he pressed me down even more firmly. He pressed his lower body against my ample

buttocks , freeing his hands to caress my plump shoulders, arms, and part of my large breasts. I shouted fiercely, "Let

me go!

I won't pursue this." My words actually made him stop. I saw him take out his phone, dial a number, and

after a while, the call connected. I could vaguely hear the conversation on the other end, and I heard an impatient voice: "

You damn bastard, can't you let people sleep in the middle of the night!" "Third Brother, I found a young woman.

Call all the brothers in the house, let's have some fun together." Hearing this, I immediately understood what he meant. I thought that

being gang-raped would be terrible, and besides, I had been played with by scavengers before, so I could just endure it. So I immediately

grabbed his phone and murmured to him, "No...no, I promise you." After saying this, my face turned red,

and I lowered my head tightly. He looked at me with ill intent while saying into the phone, "Third Brother, remember to tell

each of the brothers to bring 500 yuan." The other end immediately erupted in fury: "Are you fucking crazy? Playing such expensive

games? You've never spent money like this before! Are you playing me? I'll wait until you get back!"

He then hung up. He quickly stripped naked and pounced on me again. This time I didn't dodge,

resigned enduring it all, hoping he would finish quickly. He began to grope me shamelessly. I dared not

resist anymore, resigning myself to my fate. I looked out the window, trying to ignore him, but the sensation of his touch continued to assault

my senses. His hands were rough, the feel completely different from my husband's. It was actually quite comfortable, but

facing such a filthy and disgusting man filled me with revulsion; the whole feeling was complex. As he touched me

, his touch reached my genitals. I tried to keep my thighs tightly closed to prevent him from moving, but unexpectedly, he suddenly bit my breast

. I screamed, and at the same time, my legs parted due to the pain. His right hand continued to caress my private parts. He

said to me, "You filthy bitch, behave yourself, or you'll regret it. I haven't touched a woman in a year!" A few minutes

later, I felt my genitals becoming wet. Although I felt extreme disgust,

my body, which hadn't been touched by a man for over a month, reacted differently. At this moment, I felt very conflicted, even hoping he wouldn't stop. "

I'm being coerced, it's not that I like it," I told myself, hoping to find a reason for my cooperation to

lessen my shame.

When he discovered that I was wet, he became even more excited, his rough fingers rubbing back and forth on my labia and occasionally

touching my clitoris. This feeling was several times stronger than the previous caresses. A current shot through my brain, and

my whole body weak. I could only lie on the bed with my eyes closed, panting softly. Then he kissed my lips, his tongue quickly slipping into my

mouth and swirling around my soft tongue. His other hand wasn't idle either; he first

unwrapped , exposing my white, tender breasts, and then began to fondle them. His breath was truly foul, mixed

with the stench of cheap tobacco, making me feel nauseous. But my mouth was tightly sealed by his, and

I could only let out soft moans, forced to taste his foul saliva.

After playing with me for a while, he straightened up from me. I knew he was about to penetrate me. Looking at his grimy

body, I whispered to him, "Could you wash that? I'll wait for you." Now I truly regret saying

that. He thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, mine's dirty." Then he suddenly sat on my chest,

his penis pressing against my mouth. "Then clean it for me." Only then did I see his penis clearly, and I

was shocked . It was at least 16 centimeters long, much longer than my husband's, and very thick. My hand

could barely grip it, a stark contrast to his short stature. But it was so dirty;

there was a thick layer of grime between the foreskin and the glans, and it emitted a strong, foul odor. "It's too dirty," I said cautiously.

He slapped me across the face, and I was immediately stunned. Then he slapped me again. "You dare to dislike your man,

you stinking woman!" he said, raising his arm again. I quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I sat

up barely managed to take his glans into my mouth, because it was really difficult to do so while lying down. Of course, a strong

smell filled my mouth, like having my husband's unwashed underwear stuffed in my mouth for days.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

I kept sucking his penis, every speck of dust getting into my mouth,

making it shine. He would turn his head towards the ceiling and then down at me, moaning

, "So good...so comfortable...you slut, suck me good." After a while, he suddenly

grabbed and began thrusting his penis rapidly in and out of my mouth. The force was so great that each thrust hit

my throat, making me want to cough, but I couldn't spit it out. My tears flowed even

more . It was a nightmare, and it felt so real. Just then, he stopped thrusting and

forcefully pushed his penis deep into my throat. I knew he was about to ejaculate. I whimpered and tried desperately to

push him away, but his hands gripped me like iron clamps. I felt a surge of heat shoot inside me, and I

couldn't hold back any longer. I started coughing violently, and I bit his penis in the process. He quickly

pulled his penis out, stood up, and kicked me onto the bed, yelling, "Slut!"

I didn't care about anything else; I just coughed frantically. Some of his semen was swallowed, and

some dripped from my mouth onto the bed.

When I recovered, I looked at his limp penis and said to him, "Satisfied now?" He smiled.

He chuckled, "I haven't had enough yet." "Didn't you already ejaculate?" I pressed. Just as I finished speaking, he

thrust his left big toe into my vagina. Because it wasn't quite aligned, I immediately felt

a sharp pain in my genitals. I screamed and sat up, but before I could even sit properly, his right foot stomped

down, forcing me back onto the bed. He then pressed his right foot against my face, commanding, "

Lick it, lick it clean." I hesitated, not moving. Seeing my hesitation, he increased the pressure with his right foot, burying my head

deep into the mattress. "Did you hear me?"

I had no choice but to lick his stinky foot. His feet were dirtier than his penis, not only smelly but also salty

. But I had to satisfy him, otherwise I'd be in even worse shape. My tongue made full

contact with his feet, and after my "relentless" efforts, it was almost impossible to see the blackness on his feet anymore.

Suddenly, he turned me around and forcefully thrust his once-erect penis into my vagina.

Because it was so big and so sudden, I immediately felt my body being rapidly

filled , and a painful scream escaped my throat, "Ah...it hurts...no..." At that moment, I

saw my wedding photo with my husband hanging on the wall, and I started to cry. Seeing my painful expression, he didn't stop at

all but instead thrust his penis even deeper. After pausing for a few seconds,

he began to thrust rapidly. Each time he thrust in very deep, and I heard his scrotum hitting my genitals with a slapping

sound. As my body moved with his thrusts, it gradually relaxed from stiffness. My mind

went blank , and my initial painful moans turned into lewd cries of "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

After he had been with me for more than ten minutes, he pulled out his penis, bent my legs and pressed them against my

chest. He knelt between my legs and then forcefully thrust his penis vertically into my body again.

It burrowed inside me, and each time it was pulled out, it was covered with my bodily fluids. However, the pain from the

beginning , and my consciousness gradually became blurred. All I could hear was his loud panting and excited

shouts. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation deep inside my body, and my vaginal muscles involuntarily

contracted , as if trying to tightly grip the penis that was ravaging my body. He suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts

and used all his strength to thrust his waist down. I felt waves of

heat surge into my body with each throbbing. He ejaculated his semen deep into my uterus.

We collapsed weakly onto the bed, his hands continuing to fondle my breasts as he looked at

me with satisfaction, panting heavily, "My good wife, your body feels so good. If I could always be your man, I would make you unable

to get out of bed every day, and I would make you give birth to a big, fat son." But I dared not speak to him anymore, afraid that

he would use even more perverse methods to torture me. I looked at my watch and it was already past 12 o'clock. Another ten minutes passed

(during this time, he never stopped rubbing my breasts, and being played with by a dirty migrant worker once again

made my mind wander. I originally just wanted to expose myself to masturbate, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Looking at my wedding photo with my husband, I shed tears again).

Just then, my phone rang. I saw it was my husband calling, so I immediately pulled away from his

hands , turned my back, calmed myself down, and answered the phone. This time, my husband spoke first: "Honey, I

suddenly miss you so much, I can't sleep." Hearing this, I couldn't help but cry. My husband quickly asked anxiously, "

What's ?" "Nothing, I just miss you so much," I sobbed. "Baby, don't cry, I

'll be back soon." Suddenly, I screamed, "Ah—!" It turned out that this wretched migrant worker

had once again inserted his half-erect penis into my vagina from behind and was thrusting in and out. My husband

heard my scream and anxiously asked what was wrong. I turned around and glared at him, saying, "Nothing, just saw a

cockroach." I saw that damned migrant worker thrusting in and out while looking at me with a wicked smile. Then my husband said

, "How about we video chat on QQ?" I wanted to say no and hang up quickly because I was about to moan from being penetrated by

this stinky migrant worker. But unexpectedly, he silenced me, whispering

that I had to agree to my husband's request, or he would make me suffer. I didn't dare struggle, afraid of making a sound and letting my

husband know, so I nodded and said, "Okay, wait for me."

After hanging up, the migrant worker said to me, "You slutty wife, I know you're slutty to the core. Let's

do something exciting. Hurry up and video chat with your man, or else...!"

"I'd rather die than let him see you doing that with me!" I argued.

"Don't worry, he won't. I don't want any trouble."

So, I opened my laptop, opened QQ, and my husband was already online. We started video chatting, and

my husband's familiar figure appeared on the screen. My husband saw me and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Baby, why are you

naked?" Only then did I realize I wasn't wearing any clothes, but I quickly came up with a clever excuse and said coquettishly, "

I missed you. Do you think my breasts are pretty?" "Pretty! My wife's breasts are the biggest and prettiest."

Suddenly, I felt an itch in my private parts. It turned out this stinky construction worker was licking my genitals. I

suppressed the intense pleasure and dared not move my body too much. Luckily,

my husband couldn't see my private parts. I then told him that I wanted to masturbate for him. My husband was naturally delighted to see my 36D breasts,

so I started touching my breasts with one hand and holding the laptop with the other. My vagina was

being licked by this stinky construction worker's rough tongue. I quickly became excited and began moaning ecstatically. My husband also

started masturbating. Under such stimulation, my vaginal fluids gushed out like a flood.

Looking at the construction worker's wet face, I felt I had finally regained some balance. Then my husband groaned:

"Wife...you're so lewd...so lewd..."

At this moment, Erdan (that's what others called him on the phone) gestured for me to lift my buttocks. He quickly

lay down between my legs and handed me a blanket, whispering, "Sit on top, cover yourself with the blanket."

At this point, I had lost my senses. I desperately craved the insertion of a large penis, regardless of whose it was, as long as it was

long and thick. I immediately inserted his penis into my vagina and began moving it up and down. As my desire intensified...

The movements became more and more intense, and the moans grew louder. My husband then asked, "Why are you shaking so

violently ?"

At that moment, even if the sky were to fall, I wouldn't take the huge penis out of my body. I grabbed a thick

ballpoint pen (the kind that comes as a freebie, very thick) and waved it in front of the screen, saying, "Honey, this makes your big

...big penis...it...is...doing...oh...doing me!" As I said this, I held it to the bottom of the screen.

My husband thought I had inserted it into my vagina. He never imagined that I had a real, huge

penis , thicker and longer than his, and it was actually doing me. I kept moaning, "Honey...harder

...harder...doing me...ah... harder...ah...I'm going to fly...flying...yes...harder...

oh...big penis...yes!" "...Deeper...Oh...Almost there...Fuck me to death...Don't stop

...Shoot me...Harder..." I don't know what I'm shouting or who I'm shouting at, but it feels

so good Erdan is also moaning softly: "

Slutty wife...Stinky woman...I'll fuck your big slutty hole to death...So good...Ah...Ah."

Hearing my lewd words and seeing my big breasts swaying up and down, my husband speeds up his movements

. After a while, under such stimulation, I quickly reached orgasm with a "Ah—" sound.

This orgasm was unprecedented for me. With the undulation of my vagina, Erdan groaned and shot his semen

deep into my uterus again. My husband even shot his semen onto the camera. My husband kept saying: "So

exciting , so exciting." "Finally, my husband wanted to see my vagina. I almost fainted. I

struggled to get up from Erdan and pointed the camera at my vagina. My vagina was red and swollen, and my

labia majora, which weren't usually turned outwards, were now turned out. I was really fucked to death by this stinky migrant worker. My pubic hair was also

scattered like a pile of straw. At this moment, my husband noticed a small amount of white fluid flowing from my vagina and jokingly said,

'Wife is so lewd, still leaking.' But little did he know that it was another man's semen, and

a migrant worker's semen at that. In the end, I said goodbye to my real husband and fell asleep in the arms of my temporary husband. At this moment,

I suddenly felt that his scent was so good. I fell asleep naked in Erdan's arms.

The next day, I woke up very early. Erdan was still asleep. Looking at his soft, dark penis, I couldn't help

but put it in my mouth again and frantically licked it." I sucked hard on his glans, getting more and more excited with each lick. Gradually, I

stopped focusing on his penis and started licking his anus. The thought of this

elegant and beautiful teacher licking a migrant worker's dirty anus excited me. Sometimes I would even stick my tongue

inside his anus. Soon, his anus was clean. At this moment, Erdan finally woke up.

Seeing my actions, his penis immediately became erect again. Then, with a "plop,"

an unbearable stench came from his anus. I gently slapped his penis and scolded, "How disgusting!"

Erdan chuckled, "My slutty wife is craving a man's big penis first thing in the morning. Let your man

teach you a lesson." As he spoke, he stroked my vulva with one hand and spread my labia with the other, kneading my tender

clitoris. Instantly, I leaked a bunch of lustful fluid. My plump buttocks

swayed .

Now I was like a slutty bitch in heat. At this moment, Erdan saw that I had already released some vaginal fluid,

so he quickly made me crawl face down on the bed like a female dog, spread my long thighs into an M shape, knelt behind me,

and forcefully thrust his big cock into my pink and wet vagina. He also pressed my

buttocks back and forth and left and right to cooperate with his defilement. A moment later, he hugged my waist tightly again, pressing his large glans

against my vagina, rotating and rubbing my clitoris, causing my vagina to clench tightly around his glans and release a large amount of sticky

fluid. My moans filled the room again. Then, Erdan climbed on my back, reaching

his hands under my armpits to grasp my trembling, full breasts and knead them forcefully. I was

driven mad by his violent and lewd methods. My breasts became even more erect, my nipples swollen and hard between his fingers

, my body twisting and trembling, and another gush of lustful fluid flowed from my vagina. I began to moan incoherently again

:

"Ah...ah...my good cock...please...please...faster...faster...okay...

my...vagina...is...so itchy...please...quickly...put...me...in..."

"...fuck me to death...come on...oh...ouch...faster...faster...my little hole...hole...it's killing me..."

While I wasn't paying attention, he suddenly pulled his big cock out of my little hole. The sudden emptiness made me forget

everything else and rush to grab his big cock and stuff it back into my pink little hole. At this moment, I felt him hold his

thick, long meat stick and tap it a few times on my plump buttocks. He used two fingers to pry open my anus, revealing a

tender, tight, and erotic hole. He thrust his big cock in and then began to rape me continuously. I shook

my buttocks violently in pain, trying to get his penis out of my tight little anus. "Big cock husband...you...slow

down...my anus...is going to...be...ripped open by you." My little anus tightly gripped

the base of his penis, and I let out a pitiful moan, which further stimulated his pleasure. He lowered my plump buttocks,

making my wet anus clench tightly, gripping his large penis tightly. My high, full buttocks received the impact of his penis.

My beautiful, lewd anus held his penis firmly, refusing to let go. "Slut! I'm going to fuck

you to death... Oh, it's so beautiful..." Then, he put one of my long, slender legs on his shoulder;

he fucked my anus even more lewdly, because this way he could fuck me deeper into my anus and also play with my breasts.

Watching my two swaying, wanton breasts, he thrust faster and faster, finally pulling out his large penis once more and

plunging it into my wetness again, yelling, "You slutty wife, I want you to give me a son, I want your

man to raise my son..." before releasing his scalding semen deep into my womb. I, too,

was brought to orgasm by this deep, frenzied ejaculation... After the passion subsided, we lay in each other's arms again. He looked at me with a lewd

grin. Seeing his yellow teeth after the passion, I wondered to myself, how could this have happened?

For the next few days, I didn't dare return to live there until my husband came back, and the scaffolding around the building was all gone.

It all felt like a dream.

Two and a half months later, I suddenly felt a small amount of bleeding from my lower body. Although it wasn't much, I was still very

worried . Luckily, my husband's old classmate was at the hospital, and my husband accompanied me there that day. After the diagnosis came out,

my husband's classmate said to my husband and me, "Congratulations, Xiaofan is pregnant. Right now, the pregnancy is just unstable. As long as you take care to protect the pregnancy,

there won't be any major problems..." I didn't hear what he said after that. I don't know whose child this is. What should I

do...?

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