Wife Swapping

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First, let me introduce this couple.

We've known each other for almost 12 years. He's two years older than me, and his surname is Hu, so I call him Lao Hu.

Lao Hu studied painting and went to Japan to study for four years. While there, he switched to photography. Now he runs his own photography studio. His photographic works have won awards, and he has also made short films. I learned a lot of my photography skills from him.

Lao Hu isn't very tall, about 1.74 meters. He's not fat, but rather a little thin. He has a beard and sometimes wears a hat. His clothes and style clearly indicate that he's an artist. He's a handsome middle-aged man with a certain charm, and my wife has a good impression of him.

His wife is the same age as my wife. Her surname is Su, and I usually call her Xiao Su. She's a lecturer at a university, about 1.61 meters tall, and also a little thin, but she looks like a quiet and elegant woman.

They are a childless couple, and their personalities are quite introverted, the complete opposite of ours! Although we live in different cities, we've always had a very good relationship. Whenever we travel there for work, the couple always treats

us with great hospitality. A couple of days ago, they came to our city for an exhibition, so we wanted to extend our hospitality and entertain them properly. During the day, because I'm sometimes busy, I have my wife show them around the city and take them to some tourist attractions. In the evenings, I take them to some nightclubs in our city.

One night, we were having drinks at a bar, and I asked Lao Hu, "I have a friend who wants to go to Japan to shoot some private AVs. You studied in Japan, could you give me some advice?"

Lao Hu said he didn't recommend it, saying that shooting these things isn't what we imagine. It takes many hours to shoot one film, and it's very tiring. Most importantly, Japan is very hostile towards foreigners, especially Chinese people. Without very close friends there, you'll suffer losses, etc… If they really want to shoot something as a souvenir, they can find a professional shooter like us.

I said, "Then I can ask Lao Hu to shoot it." Lao Hu said, "Of course, no problem at all."

I told his wife, Xiao Su, "Your husband's going to be a porn director now!" Everyone laughed. When I said that

, Lao Hu asked me, "What you just said was actually about you two, right?" I said no, I was asking for someone else.

Lao Hu said, "Don't pretend with me. I've known you two for so many years, I know a thing or two about you. I know what kind of thrills you get, especially since your wife was listening so intently."

I laughed and patted Lao Hu on the shoulder, saying, "Lao Hu, you're really imaginative. Definitely not." Lao Hu smiled back.

When we got home, I told my wife, "Look, Lao Hu said it's unreliable, let's not go. How about we ask Lao Hu to film it for us?" My wife

said, "Don't talk nonsense, it'll be awful."

I said, "Awful? We're not even in the same city, we don't see each other often, and besides, he's a professional photographer."

My wife ignored me and just said, "We'll see."

On Friday, after we treated Lao Hu and his family to dinner, we went to a bar. I kept telling dirty jokes, and Xiao Su kept secretly laughing.

I said, "Old Hu, you guys are going back on Monday. How about this, I'll treat you to a trip to the resort tomorrow, stay there for a couple of days, and I'll take you straight to the airport on Monday."

Old Hu readily agreed.

Back home, I brought up the topic again with my wife, saying that Old Hu and his family were leaving on Monday, and once they left, it would be too late; this opportunity wouldn't come again.

My wife seemed tempted, saying, "Whatever you want, I'll do whatever I want." Then she went to take a shower.

While my wife was showering, I called Old Hu and said, "Old Hu, can you take some photos of us tomorrow?" Old Hu joked, "A portrait or a body painting?" I replied that he could write whatever he wanted, and we both laughed on the phone.

After hanging up, I started charging the batteries for both cameras and the DV camera. When

my wife came out of the shower and saw me fiddling with the photography equipment, she said, "You actually took this seriously?" I laughed and said, "Of course it's serious." My wife replied, "Boring," and went about her business.

The next morning, after I packed my photography equipment into the car, I saw my wife get out wearing a tracksuit.

I asked her, "Why are you going in that?" She replied, "What else should I wear?" I suggested she bring two sexy outfits, but she said no. I jokingly offered to go upstairs and get two, but she said, "You go get them, I'm not going."

So I went upstairs and got her a jumpsuit, fishnet stockings, and a pair of sexy high heels I bought on Taobao.

My wife glanced at what I had brought, said nothing, and tossed them into the trunk.

We went to pick up Lao Hu and his wife. On the way, I deliberately steered the conversation towards filming. I said to Xiao Su,

"Sister-in-law, Lao Hu films so many sexy women outside, aren't you worried?" Xiao Su said, "It's his job, besides, he doesn't film that kind of shady stuff." I said, "That's not necessarily true, maybe Lao Hu films things you don't even know about!" Lao Hu immediately interjected, "Hey, hey, don't judge my profession with your dirty thoughts." I laughed and said, "Oh my, so you don't film outside, but you film at home, haha." Lao Hu said I was talking nonsense, that wasn't true. I said, "Lao Hu, I have an empty bottle in my car, do you want it?" Lao Hu asked what he needed an empty bottle for. I said, "To make you look innocent."

Xiao Su and my wife both laughed, while Lao Hu looked completely bewildered. I continued, "Sister-in-law, wasn't I right?" Xiao Su smiled and said, "No way!" I said, "Oh my, your smile means I'm right."

Lao Hu said to his wife, "Ignore him, his mouth is like a machine gun, it can never stop." His wife chimed in, "You talk too much, just drive and stop wasting your breath." And so, we chatted about these kinds of things all the way to the resort, which was kind of setting the stage for what was to come!

After arriving at the resort, we each took our room keys and went back to our rooms, then had lunch together at the restaurant.

After resting for a while, my wife and Xiao Su went to the squash court and yoga studio, while I went to the car to get my photography equipment and went to the outdoor café with Lao Hu.

Old Hu opened my camera bag and said, "Hey, this is pretty good!" I said, "Of course!" Old Hu said it was a pity. I asked him why, and he said, "Using this is like driving a Ferrari in a congested downtown area—a complete waste." I said, "With you here, it's like being on the highway!" Old Hu laughed and started fiddling with the camera.

I jokingly said to Old Hu, "Old Hu, you've really never taken nude photos?" Old Hu said, "Really not, but I've taken quite a few in swimsuits." I asked him what he felt about it, and he said he didn't feel anything. Then I asked, "Old Hu, tell me the truth, have you ever taken photos of your wife?" Old Hu said, "If I said no, would you believe me?" I said, "No!"

"That's settled then," Old Hu replied.

I said, "Your wife lets you take photos?"

Old Hu countered, "Then do you let your wife take photos?" I said, "Of course I do!" "Isn't that a pointless question?" Old Hu said.

I was speechless after Lao Hu's remark, and could only chuckle. I asked him again, "Then your photos must be just like mine, an amateur's, right? The results must be quite good." Lao Hu proudly said, "Absolutely." I teased, "Hey, what are you showing off for? Aren't we shooting the same thing?" Hearing me say that, Lao Hu suddenly became serious and said to me, "Completely different. You, an amateur, don't understand. Without Photoshop, the shooting angle, lighting, and the point of entry of light produce different effects. Moreover, the perception of the scene requires a certain level of skill. The reason I can do it is because I have a foundation in painting." I retorted, "What does painting have to do with photography?" Lao Hu said, "That's why I said you're an amateur. Both painting and photography capture the most beautiful moments. A photographer with a foundation in painting is like a perfect combination of traditional craftsmanship and modern craftsmanship." "Hey kid, you get it?" I suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Then the photos you took of your wife must be really beautiful." Without a second thought, Lao Hu said, "Of course!" I said, "I don't believe it. Seeing is believing. Who would believe just by talking?" Lao Hu continued, "Why don't you believe it? If you don't believe me, I'll show you..." He stopped there, pointed at me, and laughed, "You've fallen for my trap." I joked, "Oh, what trap? I haven't, Brother Hu, you're overthinking it. I was just looking at it with an artistic eye." Lao Hu said, "You, with an artistic eye? What else do you see besides those? Didn't you show me your work first?" I replied, "You underestimate me. I actually have a lot of artistic talent. Besides, I'll show you tonight." Lao Hu didn't answer me, just smiled. After much coaxing, Lao Hu agreed to let me see his photos of his wife (hundreds of words of nonsense omitted here).

I went to Lao Hu's room. Lao Hu opened his notebook, clicked on a folder full of photos. He opened one—a picture of his sister-in-law in lingerie at home. He flipped through a few more, and they were all similar, but the photos were undeniably beautiful, both in terms of angle and pose.

After a while, I saw a semi-nude photo of his sister-in-law. Although she was covering her breasts with her hands, the pose was still very alluring. You could tell her breasts weren't very large; they were the kind that were perfectly proportioned.

Further on, although she was completely nude, there were no close-ups, only her breasts and pubic hair. But judging from the beauty of the photos, they were clearly taken by a professional. Just then,

my phone rang. It was my wife, asking where we were. I said we were in Lao Hu's room. My wife said they would be up soon, so Lao Hu turned off the computer, and I went back to my room. After my wife

returned to her room, she asked what Lao Hu and I had been talking about. I said we were just chatting.

My wife didn't ask any more questions, saying she wanted to take a shower first, as she had just played squash with Xiao Su and was all sweaty.

After showering, my wife rested on the sofa for a while. I chatted with her, suggesting she wear the clothes we brought, but she said she'd think about it later. A little

while later, it was almost 5:30, time for dinner. I called Lao Hu to tell him we were coming down for dinner.

My wife put on some light makeup and, instead of wearing her sportswear, put on the clothes she brought. After she put them on, I said, "You look so sexy and alluring!" She actually laughed and told me to get lost.

When we left the room, Lao Hu and his wife were already at the door. Xiao Su saw my wife and said, "Isn't your dress a little short? And with those heels, I look like a dwarf next to you." My wife said, "It's alright." The two of them walked ahead to the elevator.

Lao Hu and I followed behind, and he said to me, "Let's have lunch tonight, and maybe a little drink." Hearing Lao Hu say "little drink" made my heart race. I know Lao Hu's alcohol tolerance; he's way better than me. His "little drink" is at least seven or eight ounces. The four of us from both families entered the elevator and went to the restaurant!

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After the four of us from both families arrived at the restaurant, we went into a quaint private room with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the lake area of the resort. The scenery was so beautiful that it even increased our appetite.

I ordered a few local specialties, and Mr. and Mrs. Hu ordered two dishes they liked. Mr. Hu also ordered a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

After the food and drinks were served, I first filled Mr. Hu's wine cup, and then filled his wife's. Xiao Su said she didn't drink, but I said, "It's rare for us to get together, let's have a drink together. Who knows when we'll see each other again!" Mr. Hu also said to drink less, and Xiao Su didn't refuse anymore. I filled her wine cup as well. After that, I filled my wife's and mine as well. One bottle of liquor made exactly four cups.

The four of us toasted each other, and soon the liquor was gone. Mr. Hu ordered another bottle, and I continued to serve everyone. Xiao Su kept refusing, saying she couldn't drink anymore. I persuaded her gently, and finally she filled her cup again.

We drank more slowly this time, but the conversation flowed more freely thanks to the alcohol. I complimented Xiao Su on his drinking capacity, and they also praised my wife's, though I could tell Xiao Su's tolerance might be a bit low, as her face was already flushed. The couple started talking more freely. As we

drank and chatted, Xiao Su said my wife dressed well and had a great figure, daring to wear whatever she wanted.

I chimed in, "Sister-in-law, actually you have a very good figure too, and great skin." My wife said from the side, "How do you know if she has a good figure?" I deliberately said, "I saw the photos Lao Hu took of your wife!" My wife asked me, "When did you see them?" I said I saw them when you were playing ball this afternoon. Lao Hu probably didn't expect me to say that, and lowered his head, pretending not to hear as he ate his food.

When Xiao Su heard me compliment her on her figure, she wasn't angry. Instead, she asked me, "Which set of photos did Little Mustache show you?"

(Little Mustache is his nickname for Lao Hu.)

Hearing this, I knew she didn't mind me seeing her photos, but she probably thought I only saw photos of her in clothes. I said, "I've seen all the photos of you on Lao Hu's computer. They're really good, very beautiful." (I think she probably knew there were nude photos of her on the computer.)

Old Hu seemed a little embarrassed by my words. He picked up his glass and said to my wife, "Come on, let's have a drink, girl." My wife said, "Why are you asking me to drink? You should be asking my husband. Are you trying to get me drunk?" Xiao Su chimed in, "Exactly, Little Mustache, what do you mean by this? Trying to get my darling drunk? What are you up to?" Old Hu was speechless and said, "I don't mean anything by it. You guys have so many ideas." I quickly picked up my glass and said to Xiao Su, "Your Little Mustache doesn't have any ulterior motives. With you here, he wouldn't even dare to think about it. Come on, let's have a drink!" The four of us laughed and downed a small glass together.

We chatted like this, the topic shifting from everyday life to private life and sex.

Xiao Su seemed to get more and more excited, perhaps hiding a restless heart beneath her teacher's facade.

After we finished our drinks, Old Hu wanted another bottle, but I refused and we drank a few bottles of beer instead. After drinking, Lao Hu and I were fine, but my wife was a little tipsy, and Xiao Su was a bit too much, talking a lot and loudly.

I suggested we go to the karaoke bar, and everyone agreed.

At the karaoke bar, we ordered a bottle of liquor. At first, we sang a couple of songs, but then we stopped and started playing dice and drinking games. We played

in pairs, my wife and I on one team, and the other couple on the other. We played for a while, each winning and losing, and we'd downed about half the liquor. My hand was on my wife's thigh, and at that moment, I deliberately moved my hand upwards. Because her skirt was short, when I touched it like that, I could see her red underwear (it was my wife's birth year, so she was wearing red underwear). Xiao Su saw this and laughed, saying, "You've flashed her!" Lao Hu also looked.

My wife, a little embarrassed by what she said, pulled her clothes down a bit. I continued to touch her inner thighs while playing dice and drinking with them. Perhaps my touching aroused her, because after her skirt rose, she didn't bother to pull it down anymore, leaving her underwear partially visible.

We played for about half an hour, occasionally throwing in some risqué jokes. The couple seemed to be having a lot of fun, probably because they rarely played like this, especially Xiao Su, being a teacher.

I got up to go to the bathroom, and Lao Hu went with me. In the restroom, I asked Lao Hu if they were drunk. Lao Hu said, "I'm not drunk. You don't know my alcohol tolerance. My wife is drunk; she's a bit incoherent. Your wife has a much higher alcohol tolerance; she doesn't even flinch." I said to Lao Hu, "You only see the surface; she's pretty drunk too." Lao Hu said, "You two are really crazy. You don't act like people who are almost 40; you're like two kids." I said meaningfully to Lao Hu, "Lao Hu, we're going to be crazy while we still can. Otherwise, we won't be able to be crazy anymore. People need to be open-minded. Don't live just to live. That makes life too tiring, and when you're old, you won't have anything worth remembering. That would be a waste of your life. So do whatever you want, be carefree. It's a shame you've lived abroad for so many years and still can't see this clearly." Lao Hu agreed wholeheartedly. After

we finished and returned to the private room, we heard my wife and Xiao Su laughing heartily. We sat down and asked them what they were talking about that made them so happy, and asked them to join us. My wife said coquettishly, "I won't tell you!" Xiao Su said, "I'll say you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve." I pretended not to understand and asked, "What tricks?" Xiao Su said, "The things that need to be done."

I said, "What are the things that need to be done?"

Xiao Su laughed at my teasing and said, "I mean you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve when you're having sex!" I asked her back, "Does Lao Hu have a lot of tricks up his sleeve?" Xiao Su said, "He definitely doesn't have as many as you." I said, "Then why don't you try having a lot of tricks up your sleeve, hehe!" Xiao Su said, "Oh, I don't dare, I'm afraid your wife will get angry and eat me alive!" My wife said, "Don't worry, she won't get angry, feel free to use it, what's mine is yours, it's okay if you break it." After saying that, we both laughed, and Lao Hu laughed along too.

My wife and Xiao Su went to the restroom together. Lao Hu and I raised our glasses and drank. I asked Lao Hu, "Your wife is quite open-minded, not at all like a teacher." Lao Hu said, "She's had too much to drink. She's never usually this unrestrained. Her friends are all decent people; they've never met an old hand like you." I laughed and said to Lao Hu, "Let her meet more people like me. That way she'll be more cautious in the future, at least she won't get taken advantage of, otherwise she'll easily fall into a trap." Lao Hu said, "It's only because we're so familiar that she's a bit unrestrained. She would never be this crazy with other people." I said, "Lao Hu, you're really confident!" Lao Hu said he was confident enough.

I said, "Lao Hu, don't be so confident. When women go crazy, they're more powerful than men." Lao Hu said his wife was impossible. I joked with Lao Hu, "Lao Hu, I can handle her." Lao Hu smiled and said it was impossible.

I said, "Old Hu, as long as you don't get angry or deliberately stop me, I'll handle it and show you!" Old Hu still said, "You can't handle it. I know my wife well enough." I said to Old Hu, "What if I manage to handle it?" Old Hu said to me somewhat seriously, "If you really can handle it, I definitely won't stop you. You can do whatever you want. But what if you can't handle it?" Seeing that Old Hu suddenly became serious, I laughed and said, "If I can't handle it, you can pick any Leica lens, I'll buy it for you!" Old Hu said that would make you spend money, and he felt bad. I said whether it would cost money or not was uncertain. We clinked glasses and drank a glass, which was considered a verbal agreement.

My wife and Xiao Su came back from the restroom, and we drank a little more wine together and chatted for a while. I went to order two upbeat songs, turned off the lights in the private room, turned on the flash, went over and pulled my wife up, and told them not to sit for too long, to stand up and rock for a while.

I leaned against the TV with my wife in my arms, my hands on her buttocks, deliberately lifting her skirt until her underwear was completely exposed. My wife wrapped her arms around my neck and we continued kissing and swaying.

Although only the dim light was on in the room, the TV was bright enough to see clearly. Although Lao Hu and his wife were in the same position as us, they weren't hugging as tightly, leaving a large gap between them. I could see out of the corner of my eye that they were watching us.

I let go of my wife, grabbed a piece of chewing gum, and when I came back, I deliberately pushed Xiao Su towards Lao Su. Xiao Su turned around and said to me, "You're so annoying!" Lao Hu just grinned foolishly. I said, "Can you two be a little more passionate? Leaving so far apart, learn from us." Then I pulled my wife over, hugged her from behind, and swayed her. My left hand was on her lower abdomen, and my right hand slowly moved up her inner thigh, lifting her skirt until it reached her lower abdomen. Her underwear was completely exposed, but she didn't resist, letting me touch her and sway her like that. Suddenly, I felt like I was in a nightclub.

The couple just watched us. Xiao Su smiled and turned around, while Lao Hu also had his back to Xiao Su. The four of us were facing each other closely, the difference being that we were more open, while they were just hugging normally.

I let go of my wife's hand that was touching her lower abdomen and started touching her breasts from outside her clothes. At this moment, Xiao Su also reached over and touched my wife's breast. My wife was a little surprised when she was touched and said to me coquettishly, "Honey, she touched me." I said, "Then touch her back," and I grabbed my wife's hands and made her touch Xiao Su's breasts.

Xiao Su covered them with her hands, but I forced my wife's hands to touch them a couple of times. Xiao Su touched them back, and my wife touched them back as well. After a few back and forth, they were both laughing so hard they were bent over.

I pulled my wife's hands and said, "We can't let Lao Hu get away with it either." I slapped my wife's hands onto Lao Hu's chest.

Lao Hu also covered his chest with his hands. Xiao Su saw this and said, "I want to touch too," and reached out to touch me. I let go of my wife and took two steps back. Xiao Su, not touching me, chased after me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her around from behind, hugging her tightly. One hand went straight to Xiao Su's breast.

Xiao Su covered her breast with her hand, but strangely, she covered her right breast while I touched her left, as if she was deliberately letting me touch her.

I pulled Xiao Su and nudged my wife's back, intentionally pushing her into Lao Hu's arms. Lao Hu, not to be outdone, also put his arm around my wife's waist, and my wife's hands were also on Lao Hu's waist, swaying back and forth. My wife's back

must have felt my hand on Xiao Su's breast; she turned to look at us.

My other hand slipped under Xiao Su's thong, directly into her bra, and touched her breast. Her breasts weren't big; I could easily grab them with one hand, but the nipples seemed large and hard, probably aroused by my touch. We

went crazy like this for a while, then the music ended and we all went back to the sofa. I turned on the light and saw that we were both sweating; the effects of the alcohol had dissipated a little. Everyone raised their glasses and toasted together. After that, everyone really let loose, especially the couple, who seemed particularly excited and no longer held back or avoided anything.

We continued playing dice, and I suggested switching partners, which they all agreed to. I switched places with Lao Hu, and as soon as I sat down, I put my hand on Xiao Su's shoulder. Lao Hu, being more conservative, sat there stiffly. After a few rounds, Lao Hu became less conservative and put his arm around my wife's waist.

After playing for a while, Xiao Su pulled my wife to the restroom, and Lao Hu and I sat in the private room smoking. I said to Lao Hu, "I told you so, haha!" Lao Hu said, "What are you laughing at? We haven't finished yet." I said, "Isn't this what you call finished?" Lao Hu said, "No, it isn't." I said, "Well then, I'll go to your room after we're done." Lao Hu said, "What about me?" I said, "You come to my room."

Lao Hu said, "Why would I go to your room?"

Actually, he already knew what I meant; he was just pretending.

I said, "I brought everyone. Didn't I tell you to help us take some nice photos?" Lao Hu said, "Me, take them all by myself?" "Isn't that obvious!" Lao Hu said, "Photos?"

I said, "A short film. Didn't you make one before?"

Lao Hu asked me, "What kind of content?"

I said, "Damn it, didn't I tell you what to make? Are you senile?" Lao Hu said "Oh," and I said, "You just love to show off. Do all artists love to show off?" Lao Hu laughed and clinked glasses with me. My

wife and her husband were in the bathroom for quite a while this time, about 10 minutes. They were probably talking about the same things we were talking about. After they came back and sat down, I asked my wife, "Why were you in the bathroom for so long?" My wife said, "Xiao Su drank too much liquor and threw up in the bathroom." I quickly comforted Xiao Su and asked her if she was okay. Xiao Su said, "It's all your fault, you got me drunk." I said, "It's all my fault, I'll take responsibility for you, haha." My wife and Xiao Su asked at the same time, "How do you want to take responsibility?" But their tones were completely different, Xiao Su was coquettish and my wife was questioning. I joked, "At worst, I'll repay him with my body!" My wife said, "You're so vain! You want to repay him but he doesn't want you!" Xiao Su joked, "Really? Then you'll come with me tonight." I said, "It's settled then, I'm a dog if I don't come." Xiao Su turned to Lao Hu and said, "Little Mustache, I'm taking him away tonight, you agree, haha." Lao Hu said, "As long as his wife agrees, I agree." My wife said, "Pfft, why would I disagree? Take him and use him as you please, it's fine if you break him, I'm taking your husband with me, haha!" Xiao Su said, "Okay, no problem." I said to my wife, "Great, Lao Hu can help you film a short film." I then said to Lao Hu and the others, "It's settled then, come on, everyone, cheers." Everyone laughed and drank a glass. We continued chatting about these topics, and finished a bottle of foreign liquor.

Looking at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock, time to wrap things up, so we swiped our room cards, paid the bill, and left.

On the way back to the room, my wife and Xiao Su walked ahead, laughing and joking loudly, while Lao Hu and I followed behind. Lao Hu said to me nervously, "Brother, are you really going to let me film a video for your wife?" I said, "Of course!" Lao Hu asked, "Did she agree?" I said, "Didn't we just agree?"

Lao Hu said, "That was just a joke."

"You're kidding, I'm serious."

Lao Hu seemed a little surprised. But I could tell he was also quite eager, just shy.

Soon we arrived at the elevator. After entering the elevator, Xiao Su deliberately nudged me and said, "You're coming with me." I smiled and nodded. My wife also deliberately nudged Lao Hu and said, "Let's go, haha." Lao Hu also said okay.

I guess my wife and Xiao Su probably figured it out; they probably discussed it beforehand and had a tacit understanding.

After getting off the elevator and reaching the room door, we opened each other's doors (our room and Lao Hu's room were opposite each other). My wife went into our room first, and I smiled at Xiao Su, saying, "Let's go, just the two of us." I pulled Xiao Su into their room.

Before we even entered, Lao Hu stopped me and said, "Brother, really?"

I said, "What do you think?"

Lao Hu said, "How about this, we both switch phones and turn them all off, so it's not inconvenient if friends call." I already guessed what he meant; he was saying this on purpose to prevent me from taking pictures with my phone. I said,

"That's perfect, I hadn't thought of that yet. Let's turn off all our phones and lock your safe." Lao Hu agreed.

I went back to my room; my wife was in the bathroom. I took her phone and came out, then turned off both my phone and Lao Hu's phone, and had them lock their safe.

After hanging up, Lao Hu was still standing there. I said, "What are you doing standing here? Hurry up and help my wife film her short film, or she'll be so sleepy later." Lao Hu said "Oh," and went to our room. As soon as he left, I closed and locked the door.

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When I came back after closing the door, I saw Xiao Su leaning against the sofa drinking water. I sat down next to her.

Xiao Su saw me sit down and said to me, "Oh, you really came in!" I said, "Of course I did." Xiao Su said, "Where's Xiao Huzi?" I said, "Over there."

"What's she doing over there?" Xiao Su said.

I said, "You'll find out soon enough."

After saying that, I used my mouth to hug her head and leaned over to kiss her. Xiao Su tilted her head back and forth to stop me from kissing her, saying, "No, this isn't good. Let's just chat, okay? Please." I ignored her and forced a kiss on her lips. Xiao Su pursed her lips to stop me from kissing her, and her hands were still pushing me away. Actually, she was pushing gently, just pretending to be reserved. I used my tongue to force open her lips and then her tightly closed teeth and started a French kiss. One of her hands was tightly gripping my clothes, and the other was squeezing my arm and gently pushing it away.

The more she pushed, the closer I went, pressing her whole body onto the sofa. My left hand started touching her breasts, and she grabbed my hand with one hand to stop me.

I ignored her and forcefully slipped my hand inside her thong, pulled up her bra, and started touching her breasts.

By this time, she wasn't so resistant anymore, letting me touch her as I pleased. Her nipples became quite erect from my touch. I simply pulled her entire shirt and bra up with both hands and started sucking on her large nipples directly.

She still gently pushed my head away with her hand, pretending not to let me suck, and said, "Okay, I'm scared, please stop, okay? I beg you!" I said, "No, begging won't work." I continued sucking on her nipples, and with one hand I went to unbutton her jeans. She grabbed my hand to stop me, and after a while I still couldn't unbutton them, I simply used my body to hold down one of her hands and grabbed her other hand to prevent her from moving. This way I was able to unbutton her jeans, unzip them, and slip my hand inside her jeans and underwear.

I touched her pubic hair immediately and continued to lower my hand. My goodness, it was completely wet. It seemed she was actually very excited, just pretending.

I pressed and rubbed her clitoris with my fingers, and she shuddered, saying "no, no," but she was already panting. To keep her from speaking, I continued to French kiss her, still pressing her clitoris with my fingers. Then, I inserted two fingers into her vagina, while my thumb continued pressing her clitoris.

This time, Xiao Su completely let go, started moaning, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

I used my hand to stimulate her G-spot and press her clitoris, and soon Xiao Su started convulsing, clinging to me tightly, her moans quite loud.

I whispered in her ear, "Is it comfortable?"

She gasped, "It's so comfortable, I can't take it anymore!" I stopped, took out my hands, which were covered in her vaginal fluid. I wiped them on her pants, then pulled her t-shirt and bra over her head and pulled them off. She cooperated and let me take them off. Then I took off her panties and jeans together. I quickly took off my own clothes, and then I lay on top of Xiao Su, French kissing her. I spread her legs apart, and my penis gently moved against her vaginal opening. Because there was so much fluid, I didn't use my hands to hold it, and my penis went into her vagina in one go.

Xiao Su cried out, "Ah!" and continued to French kiss me. I started to thrust in and out, and Xiao Su cried out in waves with the rhythm of my thrusts, her hands tightly holding my waist.

After about five minutes of thrusting, I turned Xiao Su over and started penetrating her from behind. Her head was pressed against the sofa, and her body was leaning forward, lying face down on the sofa, with her buttocks raised high.

I gripped her buttocks with both hands and thrust into her forcefully. After about seven or eight minutes of this, Xiao Su suddenly collapsed, and my penis slipped out of her vagina. But I could feel a warm liquid flowing out with my penis; I knew this was her vaginal fluid. She had orgasmed. She lay on the sofa, trembling and breathing heavily.

I turned her over again, turning her 90 degrees and pulling her legs to the edge of the sofa. I knelt on the edge of the sofa, her legs spread apart, and continued to insert my penis into her vagina, pressing my hands against her breasts and thrusting rapidly.

Xiao Su frowned, closed her eyes, and opened her small mouth, moaning loudly, completely enjoying the sensation of being penetrated.

After about 10 minutes of thrusting, I pressed my finger against her clitoris and began to thrust faster. When I pressed her down, Xiao Su grabbed the sofa with both hands, suddenly lifting herself up, her mouth agape, eyes wide with pain, her cries barely audible, her body tense.

Seeing her like that, my blood rushed to my head, and I increased the speed of my thrusting, and the speed at which my fingers rubbed her clitoris.

Suddenly, Xiao Su said, "I can't take it anymore..." Her cries became uncontrollable, a pitiful scream tinged with tears.

Her scream caused me to lose control, and I ejaculated. At the moment of my ejaculation, Xiao Su kept pressing her vulva against me, seemingly sucking up my semen.

After I finished, I lay on top of her, and she immediately hugged my head and French kissed me, her hands stroking my sweaty back.

A few minutes later, her breathing had calmed down, and I looked at Xiao Su and said, "Go wash up!" She hummed in agreement.

I pulled her to the bathroom with me. Once inside, she sat on the toilet, head down, bent over. I rinsed myself off in the shower, and she remained seated on the toilet afterward.

I wrapped myself in a towel and left the bathroom, lit a cigarette

, and lay down on the bed. After I finished my cigarette, Xiao Su finished showering and came out, also wrapped in a towel, swaying slightly. She didn't come straight to the bed but went to the refrigerator, grabbed an iced tea, and started drinking it. I asked her to get me one too. She handed me one, and I instinctively pulled her into my arms, reaching for her towel. She tried to pull it away, saying no.

I forcibly pulled it off, my hand touching her breasts. She resisted at first, but after being pulled into my arms, she stopped resisting.

Xiao Su leaned against me and said, "Do you often do this outside?" I said, "No, not really, just with you." She said I was lying, but I ignored her and started French kissing her. While I was French kissing her, one hand was caressing her breasts and rubbing her nipples, and the other hand was pulling off my towel and guiding her hand to my penis.

She slowly touched my penis, and after a while of French kissing, I pressed her head down towards my penis, and she cooperated, following my hand to kiss my penis and starting to give me oral sex. After

about 2-3 minutes, I pulled her legs towards my head, and she slowly moved over, one leg over my head. I spread her labia with both hands and began licking her clitoris.

After licking each other like this for a while, I turned her over to prepare to penetrate her, but my penis suddenly went soft. We continued French kissing, and I let her touch and rub my penis.

After a while, I became hard again and thrust into her vagina. She cried out loudly with the rhythm of my thrusts. I didn't change positions because I had just finished drinking and ejaculating, plus the strenuous exercise, I was afraid I'd go soft after I pulled out. I thrust for about 20 minutes and ejaculated, during which she probably had two orgasms.

After I finished, I didn't caress her; instead, I pulled out my penis, grabbed a towel, and went to the bathroom to shower. After I came out, she also got up and went to the bathroom to shower.

After showering, Xiao Su came straight to the bed and lay down next to me. I hugged her and chatted for a while until she slowly drifted off to sleep. After she fell asleep, I turned on Lao Hu's computer, wanting to see if he had any good photos to send to my email, but I was very disappointed; many of his folders were encrypted. I tried entering

Lao Hu and Xiao Su's birthdays several times, but failed. There were only seven or eight photos of Xiao Su in her pajamas, but I didn't care and sent them to my email anyway. After

sending them, I turned off the computer, went back to bed, turned on the TV, and wondered what my wife and Lao Hu were doing in the room across the hall. Gradually, I fell asleep with Xiao Su in my arms.

Suddenly, the room phone rang. I picked it up and it was Lao Hu calling.

Lao Hu said on the phone, "Get up and open the door, I'm coming."

I groggily got up and checked my watch; it was already past 4 a.m. I put on my underwear and went to open the door. Lao Hu was already standing there.

He glanced at me, said nothing, and went into the room. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and clear my head. When I came out, I saw Lao Hu sitting on the sofa, so I went over and sat down. Lao Hu offered me a cigarette.

At first, we didn't speak. I put the cigarette in the ashtray and started getting dressed, asking Lao Hu as I did so, "The video you took, right?" Lao Hu grunted in agreement.

We didn't talk much more. After finishing the cigarette, I said I was coming over; I was exhausted. Lao Hu didn't say anything, just grunted in agreement again. I said to take the phone down, and Lao Hu opened the safe and took our phones for me.

I left Lao Hu's room and rang the doorbell for our own room. My wife opened the door a crack, peeked out, saw it was me, then let go and ran back to bed. She was naked, so the door was only slightly ajar.

After I closed the door and returned to the room, I saw the video camera still on its tripod, the camera on the bedside table, and a half-empty bottle of liquor (from the room's liquor cabinet) on the coffee table.

I took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, lit a cigarette, and leaned back on the bed. Seeing me leaning against the bed, my wife rolled over, rested her head on my chest, took the cigarette from my hand, took a puff, and put it in my mouth. Then she hugged me tightly without saying a word.

After finishing my cigarette, I took off my clothes and lay down. My wife hugged me, resting her head on my arm, and reached for my penis with one hand. After a while, I was only half-erect. Then she started giving me oral sex. While she was giving me oral sex, I was quite hard, but as soon as she stopped, I slowly went soft.

My wife must have sensed it too. She stopped, leaned against me again, and, holding my penis, said somewhat unhappily, "Looks like you're still working hard, huh?" I knew what she meant. I said, "I drank a bit too much today, I'm really tired. Let's go to sleep early!" My wife didn't answer me, turned over, and went to sleep with her back to me. I turned off the light and went to sleep. I

slept until after 11 a.m. After getting up, I took a shower. While my wife was showering, I called Lao Hu to ask if they were up yet. They said they had just woken up too. I said, "See you at the restaurant later." After hanging up, I packed my things. After my wife

finished showering, she rested for a while. My wife and I didn't talk about what happened last night. After

resting for a short while, my wife got dressed and put on some light makeup. I called Lao Hu again to come out. Lao Hu said his wife had just gotten up and was washing up. I said, "See you at the restaurant then." So my wife and I went to the restaurant first. About ten minutes after we sat down, Lao Hu and his wife arrived.

At first, it felt a little awkward when we sat down, especially with Lao Hu, who wouldn't even look at me. We ordered a few dishes casually and didn't say much.

I saw Lao Hu yawn and asked him if he hadn't slept well last night. Lao Hu said he slept in a daze and didn't sleep very well. I didn't know if he didn't sleep well because he was excited or because he was conflicted.

I then asked Xiao Su, "Sister-in-law, did you sleep well?"

Xiao Su tactfully answered, "I was okay, but you guys drank too much yesterday, I blacked out, I don't even remember how I got back to my room." I knew she was saying that on purpose, so I smiled and said, "Yeah, my wife was also drunk and blacked out too. I asked her this morning and she doesn't remember anything from yesterday!" After saying that, Xiao Su and my wife looked at each other and laughed.

That clueless Lao Hu actually asked my wife if she really blacked out. My wife replied, "Yes! I really don't remember anything, except singing. I can't remember anything after that. I can't drink like that next time." I picked up my teacup and said to Lao Hu, "Here! Have some tea." We clinked teacups before he realized what I meant and said, "Yes, I can't drink like that next time. Drinking too much can cause problems." After that, the awkwardness subsided, and we started talking more. We discussed our plans for the afternoon during dinner. After dinner,

as I was about to go back to my room to rest, I received a call from my mother saying that our son had acute gastroenteritis and had been taken to the hospital. I told Lao Hu that I couldn't stay with them and had to go back to see our son. I told them to enjoy themselves here and to call the resort's car to the airport tomorrow. I told them to just return their room key to the front desk when they left. (Because we were VIPs at the resort, we didn't need to pay upfront.) Lao Hu and his wife also urged us to go to the hospital to see our son. My wife and I went back to our room, grabbed our things, and rushed back.

On Monday morning, I called Lao Hu and politely told him that I couldn't see them off. They also asked about my son with concern.

In the afternoon, I received a call from Lao Hu saying that they had arrived. We chatted for a while, and Xiao Su took the phone and exchanged pleasantries with me. I continued to joke with her on the phone, and then I chatted with my wife on the phone for a while.

My wife and I didn't mention what happened that day. Every day, we were busy with work, home, and social engagements as usual, as if what happened that night had never happened.

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I had nothing to do at home on the weekend, so my wife took our son shopping. I'll share this with you all now. I won't have time to share next week because I'm busy with work. Because there are video recordings, this is a bit long!

We didn't talk about what happened that night after we got back. Until one night, we drank a little too much with our clients. After taking a shower, my wife and I were lying in bed watching TV when I suddenly received a call from Lao Hu. Lao Hu asked me to buy some local specialties and mail them to him, saying that the ones he bought online didn't taste as good as those from Lao Hu.

After hanging up the phone, somehow, my wife and I started talking about that night.

She first asked if Lao Hu had mentioned it to me, and I said no. Then she asked if I initiated things in the room that night, or if Xiao Su initiated things.

I said I think it was her, but I couldn't quite remember. My wife told me to be rude, saying I should do it at least three times, otherwise I wouldn't be unable to get an erection when I got back.

I said I really didn't, and then briefly described what happened in Xiao Su's room that night, basically saying Xiao Su initiated things and it wasn't very interesting, etc. My wife didn't quite believe me and didn't ask any more questions. Actually, even if she did ask, I would probably just make things up, and she wouldn't know anyway.

I then asked my wife, and she pretended to be naive, saying she couldn't remember either.

I then asked if Lao Hu had filmed it, and my wife said yes. I asked if he filmed it from beginning to end, and she said she thought so.

I said I'd go check, but my wife wouldn't let me, telling me to delete it. I gave her a perfunctory answer, saying I'd delete it tomorrow. We then made love once and fell asleep.

The next morning, I got up early. After washing up and eating two slices of bread, I took the video camera and the memory card to the study and copied the footage to the computer.

My wife got up, washed up, and was planning to go to her parents' house to pick up our son to play, but it rained, so she canceled the plan.

In the afternoon, I watched the footage Lao Hu had filmed that night in the study. While I was watching, my wife came to the study to bring me some cut fruit. When she saw me watching, she pinched my ear and called me a pervert.

I casually pulled my wife onto my lap and we watched together, asking her about the details. At first, she was reluctant to talk, but gradually she started to describe the details along with the footage.

After we went into the room, my wife sat on the sofa and drank a beverage. Lao Hu seemed a bit awkward, unsure what to do. So, Lao Hu picked up the camera equipment and started fiddling with it.

When his wife saw him get his equipment, she asked, "Are you really filming?" Old Hu replied, "Yes, that's what we were just talking about. But your husband's gear is really good, it's just as good as a professional's." His wife said to him, "Professional? All that stuff is a waste of money, just for showing off." Old Hu just smiled and didn't say anything. He set up the video camera and camcorder on the tripod, tested the remote, pointed the lens at his wife to get a quick shot, and then fell silent again.

From here, you can see what happened next in the footage!

Both of them seemed a little awkward. His wife asked Old Hu, "Didn't you drink much tonight? Want some more?" Old Hu agreed. He went to the liquor cabinet and got some beer, but his wife said she didn't drink beer at night because it was hard to digest and could cause a belly. His wife got herself a bottle of spirits, and the two sat facing each other, drinking and chatting. After a few drinks, the conversation flowed more easily, and Old Hu wasn't so awkward anymore.

The wife lit a cigarette, and Lao Hu said, "Doesn't your husband mind if you smoke?" The wife replied, "No." Lao Hu continued, "But women who smoke have a certain charm, but you can't smoke too much; it's bad for you." The wife said, "I don't usually smoke, just a couple when I'm drinking." Lao Hu said "Oh," and clinked glasses with his wife; they downed a drink. The wife's glass was a single-sip glass.

Lao Hu asked, "Does your husband often take photos and videos of you?" The wife said, "Yes!" Lao Hu asked again, "What kind of photos and videos do you usually take?" The wife laughed and said, "You know the answer already, don't you?"

Lao Hu laughed too, and they clinked glasses again and drank. They chatted casually about various topics.

I won't go into details here, saving a few hundred words.

Before long, the wife had drunk almost half a bottle of wine and smoked three or four cigarettes.

Old Hu said, "Your outfit is quite alluring. You've already flashed yourself several times tonight." His wife replied, "These clothes and shoes were just random purchases from Taobao. They're only for fun; I can't wear them to formal occasions." Old Hu said, "No, I think they look great, and the black color really complements your skin." His wife laughed at his comment, saying he was talking nonsense. She then deliberately shifted her crossed legs, completely exposing her underwear.

Old Hu laughed and said, "You're so tempting! It's irresistible, like something out of an old American movie I watched years ago." His wife, a little shy, picked up her glass, took a small sip, and smiled at Old Hu.

Old Hu asked, "How do you usually take photos?"

His wife replied, "We just shoot randomly, wherever we feel like it." Old Hu said, "Then I'll use my professional skills to take photos for you!" His wife laughed and said to Old Hu, "Weren't you keeping it on the whole time? Looks like you take photos often, haha." Old Hu said, "No, really. Our studio mainly shoots covers, print ads, and occasionally swimsuit and lingerie photos." His wife said, "Don't explain. Just take the photos. I won't tell Xiao Su. Haven't you taken photos for Xiao Su before?" Old Hu smiled and said, "Well, I have." His wife said, "That's enough. Stop showing off."

Old Hu said, "Then I'll go back to being a full-time director and film for you!" My wife said, "Whatever you want." Perhaps because Old Hu was a little embarrassed and at a loss, he deliberately started drinking two more glasses of wine with my wife, probably hoping to get her drunk.

My wife sensed his intention, and she spread her legs and put them on the sofa, completely exposing her underwear as she spoke to Old Hu. Old Hu said, "Your fishnet stockings are really beautiful, especially your underwear, it makes me so aroused." My wife said, "You don't seem aroused at all." Old Hu laughed and said, "Then I'll film you properly, it's so tempting." Old Hu probably picked up the camera and filmed from head to toe, zooming in as he filmed, saying things like "it's so tempting."

My wife was probably excited by his words and started cooperating with Old Hu's filming. She turned around, knelt on the sofa, pulled up her clothes, and swayed her hips from side to side for Old Hu to film, occasionally slapping her own hips in a teasing manner. Then I heard Lao Hu say, "Your butt is so beautiful, no one could resist it. If you danced, you'd be absolutely irresistible!" My wife said, "Really?" Lao Hu said, "Of course, why don't you do a little dance?" My wife smiled, turned over, sat down, took a small sip of her drink, then grabbed her iPad and played a slow song. She started swaying to the music, performing a seductive erotic dance, making all sorts of alluring moves.

Lao Hu was probably drooling, because he took his camera and started filming my wife's erotic dance from various angles.

Seeing this, I pinched my wife's thigh, which was sitting on my lap, and said to her, "Oh, you're quite lewd, aren't you?" My wife said, "Don't you like it?" I said, "I like it, but you can't be lewd to others." My wife whispered in my ear, "Then from now on, I'll only be lewd to you, my husband." I pinched my wife's lips and said, "You little slut." My wife seemed to like me saying that to her, and she leaned on my shoulder coquettishly as we continued watching.

The wife jumped around for a while, then sat back down on the sofa, fanning herself with her right hand, saying, "It's so hot!" Old Hu chimed in, "Since it's hot, just take your clothes off." The wife feigned shyness and said, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Old Hu said, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. If you're hot, just take them off." The wife smiled shyly and said, "Then I'll take them off!"

Old Hu, "Okay."

The wife slowly pulled her clothes over her head and took them off, leaving her in only her bra, panties, and stockings. She sat on the sofa, tossed the clothes aside, and took a tissue to wipe her sweat. After wiping, she lit a cigarette.

Old Hu said, "Your figure is truly amazing. Unlike those bikini models I photograph, they're all so skinny they're practically zombies, it's almost disgusting." His wife said, "You're kidding, right? You can't be a model if you don't have a good figure." Old Hu said, "It's true, I even took your husband to see them when he came on his business trip last time. You can ask him if you don't believe me." His wife said, "Oh, you took him to see these? He's never told me about them." Old Hu smiled and clinked glasses with his wife, taking a small sip.

His wife, smoking a cigarette, asked Old Hu, "Is this what you call a real-life nude chat?" Old Hu said, "What kind of nude chat is this? You're still wearing underwear. But I really want to have a nude chat with you, so why don't we have one?" At this point, his wife was already excited and flustered under the influence of alcohol; she was eager to expose herself in front of a man. So the wife stubbed out her cigarette, took off her underwear and bra. Just as she was about to take off her pantyhose, Lao Hu said, "Don't take these off, they look sexy and sensual." Hearing Lao Hu's words, the wife didn't take off her pantyhose, and sat naked on the sofa, a little embarrassed.

After undressing, she sat naked on the sofa and smiled at Lao Hu, saying, "Now we've had a naked chat, but you didn't take your clothes off." Lao Hu hurriedly said, "I'll take them off, I'll take them off!" After saying that, Lao Hu probably took off his clothes.

Because he was filming and not in the frame, he heard his wife say, "That's more like it, otherwise I'd be at a huge loss." Lao Hu smiled and said, "I'll take good pictures for you, you have a great figure! Come on! Open your legs for a close-up!" The wife smiled and opened her legs, allowing Lao Hu to take close-up pictures of her vulva.

As Lao Hu patted her and praised her, he said, "Your pussy is so tempting, it's absolutely the best of the best." His wife, flattered by his praise, became a little giddy and willingly spread her labia with both hands for him to pat.

She not only spread her labia but also used her fingers to pull apart her labia and rub her clitoris, displaying it to Lao Hu.

Lao Hu kept showering her with compliments, and the more she was praised, the more excited she became. She started inserting two fingers into her vagina and began masturbating, searching for her G-spot, her hips swaying from side to side accompanied by heavy breathing.

Then I heard Lao Hu say, "Oh my, I can't take it anymore, it makes me want to touch it." My wife chuckled and said, "Tch, don't just talk the talk, come on!" Seeing this, I laughed at my wife and said, "You little slut, you're actually letting others touch you, aren't you!" My wife didn't say anything, just leaned her head against my chest. I touched her genitals, and they were already soaked with her juices. She then put her legs up on the computer desk, spread them, and leaned against me.

At that moment, I felt incredibly perverted. I was actually kneading my wife's breasts and touching her vulva while watching someone else play with her cunt. Once a woman gets aroused, no man can resist.

Lao Hu fixed the camera, and my wife sat up straight on the sofa, spreading her legs and waiting for Lao Hu.

Lao Hu sat down next to my wife, touched her vaginal opening with one finger, dabbed at it with some juices, and then gently tapped her clitoris instead of rubbing it. It turns out Old Hu is a pro at this; he's such a show-off, an artist. He tapped his wife's body, and she shuddered and let out a soft moan. His wife's clitoris was fully erect from the tapping.

Old Hu asked his wife, "Does it feel good?"

His wife said, "Yes."

At this point, Old Hu stopped tapping her clitoris and inserted his middle finger into her vagina to find her G-spot. Unexpectedly, he found it immediately and started stimulating it rapidly.

His wife tensed her legs, her hands gripping and rubbing her breasts, her mouth open in a mixture of pain and pleasure, staring at Old Hu with a dazed look, emitting moans.

After a while, she pushed Old Hu's hands away, her head pressing against the sofa, her hips twitching, her eyes closed, emitting hoarse cries.

Old Hu patted his wife's hips, and she seemed to understand, turning over and kneeling on the sofa, rubbing her clitoris from below.

Old Hu picked up the camera and started filming close-ups from various angles. After setting the camera up, he touched his wife's vaginal opening with his finger, getting some of her vaginal fluid on it, and then slowly touched her anus.

Suddenly, his wife cried out, and her body tensed up as Old Hu's finger entered her anus. He seemed to be a pro. His wife seemed to enjoy the feeling of his finger entering her anus, increasing the speed of her clitoris rubbing, and her moans becoming increasingly lewd.

After a while, his wife collapsed, and Old Hu withdrew his finger, probably because she couldn't take it anymore.

My wife and I watched as she convulsed from my ministrations, almost kicking over the computer desk. I put my finger, covered in her vaginal fluid, into her mouth and made her suck on it. She pulled down my pajama bottoms from my lap, knelt in front of me, and vigorously gave me oral sex. His

wife rolled over and lay on the sofa, still seemingly not recovered from the excitement, breathing rapidly. She took two tissues and wiped herself with her vaginal fluid.

Old Hu said, "Feels good, doesn't it? Come on, let me take a close-up picture of you."

Following Lao Hu's instructions, his wife used both hands to spread her labia so he could film a close-up of her vulva.

Suddenly, she asked, "Am I sexy?"

Normally, she's quite reserved, but in bed, she's a completely different person, especially after drinking. Lao Hu, unaware of this, replied, "No, I'm not sexy," deviating from his expected response. His wife, perhaps a little disappointed and slightly annoyed, said, "Stop filming, I need to pee." She then stood up and went to the bathroom.

Lao Hu, being a smart man, must have sensed this; he followed her to the bathroom with the camera.

When his wife saw Lao Hu follow her into the bathroom, she asked, "What are you doing here?" Lao Hu replied, "To watch you pee!" His wife said, "No, you're a pervert." Lao Hu said, "I am a pervert with you. I want to see how you, this slut, pee." His wife smiled and didn't say anything, just sat down on the toilet. Lao Hu said, "How can I see like that?" His wife laughed and said, "No, you can't see!" Lao Hu said, "I want to see."

Just as his wife was about to squat on the toilet, Lao Hu pulled her to the edge of the bathtub. Lao Hu said, "If you squat on the bathtub to pee, I can see clearly and take pictures." His wife said, "Lao Hu, you really are a pervert!" but still smiled and squatted on the bathtub.

His wife put her hands on her knees and spread them out, laughing as she said to Lao Hu, "If you look at me like that, I can't pee." Lao Hu said, "Just pretend I'm invisible." After saying that, he even let out two snorting sounds.

Seven or eight seconds later, my wife gushed out urine from her urethra. Old Hu said, "That was strong! Looks like you're in pretty good shape." My wife, embarrassed by his words, lowered her head and giggled, her urine gushing out in waves. My wife then used two fingers to spread her labia, exposing her urethra, and urinated the rest of the urine in bursts.

By this point in the video, I was already quite aroused by my wife's wanton behavior. Plus, she was giving me oral sex, which had already made me hard. I pulled my wife up and made her lie face down on the computer desk, then thrust my penis into her wet, juicy vagina from behind. Watching my wife display her vagina and wanton behavior to another man on the computer screen, I felt extremely excited, but there was also an indescribable feeling.

So, when I was thrusting into my wife, I wasn't as gentle as usual. I squeezed her breasts hard from behind, pulling her nipples downwards forcefully. It probably hurt, but she didn't stop me; instead, she turned around and looked at me with a pained expression.

Seeing my wife's lewd expression, I felt a mixture of love and resentment. I slapped her buttocks hard, leaving them covered in my finger marks.

I turned her over and laid her on the computer chair. I started thrusting into her from the front, squeezing her breasts hard until they bled.

I blurted out, "You slut!"

Unexpectedly, my wife responded, "I am my husband's slut, I love it when my husband fucks my cunt, I'll do whatever my husband wants, I'll listen to my husband..." Hearing her say that so sweetly, I became engorged and ejaculated instantly. After I finished, I lay on top of my wife, who breathed heavily in my ear, saying, "Husband, you were so wild today, you fucked me so good." I said, "You slut, you whore," and my wife said, "I am my husband's slut, I am my husband's whore." I pulled out my penis and put it in my wife's mouth. She took my penis in her mouth and licked it clean, removing all the semen and her vaginal fluid. After she finished, I pulled my wife to wash up together. After washing, I came out first and continued reading.

*** *** *** After urinating, the wife rinsed her genitals with the showerhead and said to Lao Hu with a smile, "I'm so embarrassed by what you've been seeing!" Lao Hu said, "No, not at all." The wife didn't say anything more, finished rinsing, and went out. Lao Hu also rinsed his penis, grabbed the video camera, and followed her out.

When Lao Hu came out, his wife was already lying on the bed. Lao Hu took the tripod, set up the video camera, and picked up the camera to prepare for dual-camera shooting.

The wife watched Lao Hu fiddling with the equipment, touching her own genitals with her hand and making coquettish moans to tease Lao Hu.

Lao Hu got on the bed with the camera, and when the wife saw Lao Hu get on, she deliberately spread her legs for Lao Hu to film.

My wife said, "You're really professional. Aren't you tired after filming for so long?" At this point, Lao Hu probably figured out what my wife was thinking, and he started speaking more freely, saying things she liked to hear after drinking and letting loose: "With a slut like you, I'll never get tired again." My wife seemed to enjoy this. She asked, "So, do you like me, this slut?" Lao Hu said, "Of course I do!" My wife said again, "You're lying!" Lao Hu said, "Really! I'm not lying to you."

My wife said, "Don't give me that. If you're telling the truth, then..." "What are you taking pictures of here?" Old Hu said. "I'm not taking pictures of anything, I'm admiring your beautiful and alluring pussy, hehe..." His wife said coquettishly, "Tch, since that's what you say, why don't you come and lick my pussy, hehe..." His wife was surprisingly direct. Hearing this, Old Hu put down the camera, knelt down between his wife's legs, and began licking her pussy. His wife moaned repeatedly as he licked her, and he could hear sucking sounds. It seemed that Old Hu was sucking his wife's clitoris, and his wife was enjoying it. After sucking for

a while, Old Hu stopped and said, "Does it feel good?"

His wife touched Old Hu's head and said, "It feels good, it feels good... don't stop, don't stop..." After a while, his wife grabbed the sheet with one hand, pressed her head against the pillow, and pushed her chest upwards, letting out a hoarse, long moan. She must have reached orgasm from being licked. But Old Hu still didn't stop and continued licking. At this moment, his wife pushed Old Hu's head away with her hand, and her whole body was convulsing and screaming wildly.

A dozen seconds later, the wife got up, pushed Lao Hu, who was sitting there watching her convulse, back to sleep, and grabbed Lao Hu's penis with her hand, starting to rub it. While rubbing Lao Hu's penis, the wife said, "I never knew you were so good at flirting." Lao Hu said, "No, it's just that your vagina is too tempting, I can't help myself and can't stop. Anyone would do the same." The wife said, "What do you mean, anyone? What do you take me for? Only my husband has ever licked me; you're the second man to lick me." This was a lie told by the wife, feigning superiority.

Old Hu said, "Oh, I'm so lucky! I really envy Xiao Jun (Old Hu's nickname for me)." His wife asked, "What do you envy about him?" Old Hu replied, "I envy him for having such a passionate wife like you!" His wife laughed, and Old Hu continued, "Are you this slutty after drinking today, or are you always like this?" His wife said, "Guess." Old Hu said, "How could I possibly guess?" His

wife said, "So, do you prefer slutty or quiet types?" Old Hu said, "Of course I prefer quiet types normally, but what man doesn't like a slutty woman in bed?" His wife said, "That settles it then." Old Hu said, "Can you let me experience the same slutty energy you have for Xiao Jun?" His wife laughed and said, "I'm afraid you can't handle it!" Old Hu said, "Even if I can't handle it, I still want to experience it." His wife chuckled and said... The wife turned to Lao Hu and said, "Your penis is wet!" Lao Hu replied, "Seeing you naturally makes me wet, but you're wetter than me, haha!" The wife pinched Lao Hu's penis hard, making him yelp. She said, "So you're a repressed pervert!" Lao Hu got up, picked up the camera, and started filming from his angle. He said, "Even a repressed pervert like me can only get wet when I meet a slut like you, haha. Come on, little slut, let me feel your slutty power." The wife smiled and looked at the camera in Lao Hu's hand with her lewd eyes. She leaned her head towards Lao Hu's penis, but instead of taking it in immediately, she stuck out her tongue and swirled it around the tip of his penis, licking away all the fluid. Slowly, her tongue slid down and licked the entire penis, moving it back and forth.

The wife licked Lao Hu's testicles again, and after a few licks, she took both testicles into her mouth and pulled hard, causing Lao Hu to groan twice. The wife released Lao Hu's testicles, rubbed his penis with her hand, and said with a smile, "You won't be able to take it so quickly, will you?" Lao Hu said, "No, it's just that your skills are too amazing. I've never felt so good before." The wife laughed and said, "Really? This is nothing." Then, the wife licked Lao Hu's testicles again with the tip of her tongue, slowly moving from the base of the penis to the glans, circling the urethral opening a couple of times, and then took Lao Hu's entire

penis into her mouth and began to blow on it. After a few blows, the wife suddenly stopped moving, her mouth opening slightly, and Lao Hu began to moan. At this moment, the wife was definitely sucking Lao Hu's penis.

My wife's oral skills are incredibly impressive, I'd say they're miles ahead of other sex workers. Especially her sucking – she'll take your entire penis into her mouth and suck hard, while her tongue constantly swirls around the urethral opening. Anyone with a weak will can ejaculate instantly. Every time my wife sucks like that, I feel like she's draining me completely, leaving me with nothing but semen.

My wife gripped the base of Lao Hu's penis tightly, sucked on it, and pulled it upwards with a sharp "bang," like the sound of a piston being pulled out. Lao Hu let out a long "oh!" and his hips twitched a few times. Lao Hu said, "You're not human, you're an absolute stunner! Any man would be willing to die for you! Where did you learn all this?" My wife's tongue traced a couple of times on his penis, she swallowed, and said with a grin, "I didn't learn it, I just figured it out on my husband." That was true. My wife is a very observant person. Every time she gives me oral sex, she puts her hand on my lower abdomen to feel the changes in my breathing. If my breathing quickens, she knows how to give me oral sex to make me feel good. Over time, she also learned where a man's penis is sensitive and how to give me oral sex to make me feel good and what I can't take it anymore.

Old Hu said, "Your move is amazing! If you do it again, I'm about to collapse." I guessed Old Hu was being sarcastic; he just wanted his wife to do it a few more times. Sure enough, his wife said, "Then I'll make you collapse!" She then gave him a few more blows, each time making him tremble with excitement. The key to this move is to grip the base of the penis tightly, making it fully engorged with blood. After pulling it out, you must lick the urethral opening with your tongue. When the entire penis is numb, suddenly release your grip—it feels incredibly good. Friends, you can have your wives try this method; I guarantee you'll experience amazing pleasure. After

his wife gave him oral sex for a while, Old Hu put down his camera, sat up, and pulled my wife down, lying on top of her and French kissing her. My wife's legs were spread wide, waiting for his penetration.

*** *** *** *** Just then, my wife came in after washing and drying her hair. She said to me, "You're still watching?" I grunted, thinking she would leave. But instead, she sat on my lap, put her arms around my neck, fed me some fruit, lit a cigarette for me, and watched with me.

Old Hu was on top of my wife, but he didn't penetrate her immediately. He was kissing her earlobe, his penis swaying back and forth at the entrance of her vagina, as if deliberately teasing her.

My wife breathed softly as he kissed her earlobe. Suddenly, my wife let out a soft "oh," and Old Hu's penis went in. He didn't thrust quickly, but slowly, and my wife breathed softly in rhythm with him, making soft moans.

Old Hu held my wife very tightly, one hand kneading her breasts as he thrust. My wife closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure Old Hu's thrusting brought her.

At this moment, my wife raised her legs and spread them wide, her hands beginning to stroke Lao Hu's back and buttocks. Her other arm tightened around Lao Hu's neck, seemingly urging him to increase the speed of his thrusts. Lao Hu, instead of increasing the speed, thrust haltingly. He was probably afraid of ejaculating too quickly.

My wife didn't seem particularly aroused by his slow thrusting; they simply held each other tightly, and she let out soft moans.

After about four or five minutes of this, Lao Hu lifted my wife and shifted her position, turning her 90 degrees so her head was closer to the camera mounted on the edge of the bed. Lao Hu straightened up, spread my wife's legs apart with his hands on her knees, and inserted his penis into her vagina again. This time, Lao Hu's thrusting speed noticeably increased.

Old Hu's hands returned to his wife's breasts, squeezing them forcefully. His wife's cries grew louder. As he thrust, Old Hu said, "Look up at the camera, it's right above your head." His wife looked up at the camera, and just as she did, Old Hu suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts. His wife's expression changed; her brow furrowed, her mouth opened, and her cries grew louder.

When his wife turned her face towards him as he thrust rapidly, Old Hu immediately pushed her face towards the camera again, then squeezed her breasts forcefully. I suspect Old Hu did this on purpose; he knew I would watch the video when I got back. He probably wanted me to see my wife being fucked so wantonly under him.

Old Hu continued thrusting on top of his wife, holding her head up and French kissing her towards the camera, while one hand fiercely squeezed one of her breasts. Old Hu patted his wife's mouth twice with the hand he was holding and said, "Little slut, does it feel good?" I was surprised to hear this. How could the usually introverted and bookish Old Hu say something like that? I turned to look at my wife, who looked at me with surprise and said, "Honey, I don't remember." I didn't say anything. Seeing that I didn't speak, my wife hugged my neck and shook it twice, saying, "Honey, don't be angry, I really don't remember!" I replied, "Okay, okay!" and pretended to be a little angry. Seeing my wife's surprised and nervous look, I guessed she had blacked out. My wife lit another cigarette for me, then leaned on my shoulder and tilted her head to continue watching the video with me. When Old Hu

asked her that, my wife said, "It feels good."

Old Hu asked again, "Where does it feel good?"

My wife said, "Everywhere feels good."

Old Hu asked again, "Do you want more?" My

wife said, "Yes!"

Old Hu asked, "Want what?"

My wife said, "I want you!"

Old Hu said, "Want what from me?"

"I want your dick," my wife said.

Old Hu said, "What kind of dick?"

His wife, following his lead, said, "I want your big dick."

To be honest, this was purely what his wife said; Old Hu's penis really wasn't as big as mine.

Old Hu said, "What do you want my big dick for?"

His wife said, "I want your big dick to fuck me."

"Fuck you where?"

"Fuck my pussy."

"Fuck what pussy?"

"Fuck my slutty pussy."

"How slutty?"

"As slutty as you want."

Listening to their conversation, I felt Old Hu seemed a bit perverted, or maybe he was doing it on purpose; only he himself probably knew.

His wife leaned on my shoulder and said, "Honey, let's not watch anymore, okay?" Maybe she really had a blackout; I didn't know what she would do or say next. I ignored her and just patted her head twice.

At this moment, Old Hu's thrusting speed was very slow but the amplitude was large, thrusting very forcefully, and with each thrust, his wife screamed.

Old Hu thrust a few times, then picked up my wife and put her on top. He even moved closer to the camera. After my wife was on top, Old Hu slapped her buttocks hard. My wife seemed to enjoy the feeling of being slapped, and she moved faster. After slapping her a few times, Old Hu's hands were placed on my wife's chest, presumably grabbing her breasts. Because they were behind her, we couldn't see it.

My wife rocked back and forth rapidly on top, and then I heard her let out a soft cry of pain. I then saw Old Hu's hands come down; I guess he had pinched her nipples too hard.

When I saw this, my wife said to me, "Honey, I don't want to watch anymore, okay?" I asked, "Why?" My wife said, "I don't remember anything here, really. I don't know what I'll say, and I'm afraid you'll be angry." My wife was probably telling the truth. She had drunk a lot of alcohol earlier, and then drank some spirits after returning to the room. Combined with the vigorous exercise, her blood circulation was fast, and she was probably completely intoxicated. At this point, she probably blacked out. I know my wife well; once she's completely drunk, she'll do anything. She'll do whatever you ask, the kind of person you'd sell out and she'd still count the money for you.

I told my wife, "I'm not angry. Things done while drunk don't count, it's okay!" I was just trying to save face, because I often come home drunk and say I don't remember anything after being caught. Hearing this

, my wife shyly kissed me on the cheek, tilting her head to look at the computer. I guess she was also curious about what would happen next.

Old Hu lowered his hands and moved his wife's hips back and forth. After a few movements, he stopped her from moving and continued kissing her.

Maybe he was about to ejaculate, so he stopped her from moving.

Old Hu then laid his wife flat on her back, grabbed her legs and lifted them up, spreading them wide. He lowered his head and licked from her anus to her clitoris, several times. His wife cried out for more as he licked her.

Old Hu didn't penetrate her. Instead, he lay on his side to his wife's right, one arm around her neck, tilting her body to the left so that most of her body was facing the camera.

I thought Old Hu was going to penetrate her from the side, but no, he used his right fingers to insert into his wife's vagina, pressing his thumb against her clitoris and starting to stimulate her G-spot. He did this very quickly, and his wife tensed up completely, her fingers spread wide, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her face contorted in a loud scream.

After a dozen seconds, Old Hu quickly withdrew his fingers, and his wife's entire body tensed up, every muscle in her body taut. Old Hu then pressed his hand against his wife's vulva twice, each time causing her buttocks to tremble, and she moaned with pleasure. It seems that Old Hu, who always acts so pretentious, really did get his money's worth from studying in Japan; he was quite skilled.

Old Hu repeated this several times, each time giving his wife an intense, almost unbearable, pleasure. His wife was screaming so hard she could barely breathe, while Lao Hu smiled at the camera, as if to say, "Look how crazy I've driven your wife."

His wife stammered, her voice trembling with tears, "No...don't stop...I want more..." Lao Hu put his finger, still wet with her juices from stimulating her G-spot, into her mouth, and she began to suck on it. After a few sucks, she pulled Lao Hu's hand to her vulva.

Lao Hu patted her genitals twice before inserting his finger back into her vagina, but instead of moving it quickly, he moved it slowly, one stroke at a time. His other hand, under her neck, pinched her nipple with considerable force; I saw it was flattened. But this time, she didn't cry out in pain; instead, she bit her lip, enduring the pain, and breathed heavily as Lao Hu pinched her nipple.

At this point, I was certain that Lao Hu was a pervert, and possibly even violent. Thinking back to that night when I returned to the room

and touched my wife's nipples, she said they hurt. I hadn't paid much attention then, but now I knew why. No wonder Xiao Su's nipples were so big; it was probably because of what Lao Hu did! What Lao Hu and my wife did next shocked both of us. I was shocked because Lao Hu was no longer the introverted and steady Lao Hu I knew; he had completely transformed into a perverted lecher.

My wife, under the influence of alcohol, had also completely become a submissive, manipulated slut.

[The End]

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