[The Wife's Change] (19)

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This battle lasted for more than half an hour. By the time I ejaculated, I was completely exhausted.

It was then I realized that Xiao Gang, another friend of Xiao Ma's, was the

brother who had brought Xiao Yu here and met me in the first place. I don't know when he came in.

As soon as I pulled out of Xiao Yu's body, he immediately took off his pants and started fucking her wildly.

Because there was my semen in her, there was no need for foreplay to lubricate her. He went straight to the maximum. Xiao Yu

had just been finished with me and hadn't even had ten seconds to catch her breath before she was being fucked wildly by another cock.

Xiaoyu's body actually needed rest, but Xiaogang didn't give her any.

So Xiaoyu was both exhausted and excited. Her moans revealed a complex

mix of discomfort and pleasure. But it's often these complex, somewhat masochistic cries that truly ignite a man's desire.

Therefore, under the dual stimulation of such beautiful sounds and primal images, my penis slowly

regained its . After Xiaogang spent twenty minutes giving his semen to Xiaoyu, I immediately

began conquering her as quickly as possible.

Because of the effects of the drugs and the assimilation of the environment, the two of us men no longer cared about Xiaoyu's feelings. Occasionally, we

could hear Xiaoyu pleading urgently, "Please, let me rest, I really can't take it anymore!"

But at that point, we were completely controlled by our bodies; how could we heed the desperate pleas of this frail woman

?

Later, perhaps Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore, and began to struggle to get away from my body, since I was using

a rear-entry position. In this environment, this position was the most convenient; Xiaoyu only needed to lift her hands off the table and

take a step to the side to avoid my advances.

At this moment, Xiao Gang probably realized Xiao Yu was trying to escape, so he went to the table and held down her hands, which were supporting her body on

the table . This prevented Xiao Yu from moving away, and I relentlessly

pounded into her with my penis pressed against the table.

Because I had already ejaculated once, and had taken medication, this time it lasted longer. After I finished ejaculating

, Xiao Gang asked me to hold down Xiao Yu's hands again, and he began his second round of ravaging the woman.

By this time, the woman's moans had turned into cries, but neither of us would

stop because of that. This ambiguous game had completely transformed into gang rape. After the woman continued to scream—whether in pain

or pleasure—for over an hour, the game finally came to a temporary end.

It was already midnight when I got home. I wanted to call my wife, but she

was probably already asleep, in another man's arms. Even if she wasn't asleep, she was definitely being raped by

some man . I felt a pang of sadness, but thinking about what I had just done to Xiaoyu

made me feel a little better.

I fell asleep amidst my turbulent thoughts, and when I woke up it was almost noon. I got up, washed up, and went out to eat

something quick. My wife is coming back tomorrow, so I went to the market and bought two of her favorite dishes, along with some fish.

When I got home, I felt completely drained, probably a side effect of the medication. I didn't want to go anywhere, so I just stayed

home and watched movies online. I ate a bowl of instant noodles for dinner. My wife called and said she'd be back the next day. I asked what time, and

she said in the morning, not too late, and that I didn't need to pick her up; she could take a taxi herself.

But I hadn't seen her for a week, and I missed her a little, so I

got up to pick her up at the long-distance bus station, planning to surprise her. When I got there, I didn't know what

time her train was. Luckily, there was a KFC opposite the station exit, so I found a window seat

with a clear view of the exit.

To the left of the exit were bus pass kiosks and newsstands, next to a fruit stand; to the right was a two-story

hotel, next to a small motel.

After waiting for about an hour, just as I was getting bored, I saw my wife's familiar figure. She

was wearing a pink tank top and a tight denim mini skirt, an outfit I'd never

seen ; it must be new.

My wife never buys such revealing clothes, saying she wouldn't wear them out in public. But

this time, she surprisingly broke with her conservative style, which was a pleasant surprise. I couldn't see what kind of shoes she was wearing,

but judging from her height, they were high heels.

She was carrying a small red crossbody bag. Just as I was happily getting up to greet her, a man followed

behind , carrying a backpack in his left hand, and naturally put his right arm around her waist.

The man had a buzz cut, wore a blue striped shirt and jeans, and was a head taller than my wife. Judging by her

height , he was probably around 1.78 meters tall. Because I wasn't as familiar with him as my wife, and we were a bit far apart, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I was still certain that he was the "him"

who had spent seven days of marital relations with my wife . 　　I finally understood why my wife didn't want me to pick her up; it turned out they had come back together, and she was afraid I would see them . Oh well, I'll just have to wait until they separated before I show up. After all, it would be awkward to see him before I was mentally prepared. 　　The two walked forward, arms around each other, but my wife's gait seemed different than before. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination or because he was holding her waist, but it seemed like her hips were swaying more dramatically when she walked . 　　He looked around, probably looking for a taxi. He whispered something in her ear, she shook her head, he whispered a few more words, and then, with her half-hearted resistance, they headed towards a small hotel nearby . So he wanted to have sex with my wife one last time before they parted! 　　Seeing them walk towards the hotel, I really wanted to rush over, punch that man twice, and pull my wife back into my arms. But reason told me, what's the point? These past few days, my wife has let this man have his way with her more than ten times. What's one more time? 　　Watching the two men walk into the small hotel, imagining what they were about to do, a bittersweet feeling mixed with a hint of desire welled up inside me. Time seemed to crawl. As they stripped naked, losing themselves , as my wife was ridden like a horse by another man, did she ever know...?

The man who was supposed to be riding on her was waiting for her less than 500 meters away!

More than two hours later, they finally came out. The wife, arm in arm with the man,

almost fell as she went down the steps. The man quickly steadied her and whispered something in her ear. The wife then

slapped him hard, looking a little embarrassed. Although I didn't hear what she said, everyone could guess

what meant.

Seeing how limp and unsteady her body was as she walked, with her waist and hips swaying violently, I finally understood why her gait

had changed . It turned out she'd been fucked too intensely lately, so even her walking had changed.

It wasn't very noticeable when she got out of the car, but now, after being fucked, it was clearly visible. However

, I only noticed these details because my wife and I know each other so well. Most people wouldn't notice the change; at most

, they'd say the woman's walk was a little flirtatious.

After we came out, we kissed, exchanged a few words, and then he hailed a taxi, telling my wife

to get in first. She didn't, so he got in and drove off.

Then I saw my wife also reaching out to flag down a taxi, so I quickly called her and told her not to move, I was coming

right away . After crossing the street, my wife saw me and quickly ran a few steps before throwing herself into my arms. I asked if she missed me

, and she said yes.

My wife said, "Didn't I tell you not to pick me up? Why did you come?"

I said, "I wanted to surprise you, so I came."

My wife tentatively asked, "When did you arrive?"

I said, "I arrived a while ago and have been waiting for you."

My wife timidly said, "Well... well... just now..."

I said, "I saw everything."

My wife said, "You mean, you've been here since we got off the train?"

I said, "Yes, I've been waiting for you to finish."

My wife said, "Are you angry?"

I said, "What do you think? Okay, let's go home!"

I hailed a taxi that had been waiting for passengers at the station, and my wife's hand never let go of my

arm . I knew she really missed me, and my heart warmed. The unpleasantness from before vanished instantly.

No matter what, my wife was finally back in my arms!

(To be continued)

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