The wife's moans

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The company required employees to bring their families to the party, so I told Mengying to dress up nicely. The company was giving out awards, and I was one of the recipients; the family members of award winners couldn't embarrass themselves. I had her wear the black stockings I'd bought her, a beige knee-length dress—the material was thin and tasteful—her ponytail neatly styled over her shoulders, and white high-heeled sandals. She looked very elegant and dignified. Mengying grumbled that I was too picky.
The party was great; my colleagues all complimented my wife's beautiful outfit. Company leaders specifically praised my performance and personally presented me with an award. I was thrilled; I shone brightly that night. Even acquaintances from the next department came to toast me, especially Ruiqiang, who poured me a full bottle of wine and kept toasting me, saying we worked together very well. My wife was also happy and joined me in returning the toasts.
Next, several tables were completely drunk. In my hazy state, I heard them say they were going to karaoke, but men weren't allowed to bring family members—everyone understands this. I usually refused with various excuses, but this time I felt a strange courage and boldness. In my dazed state, I sent my wife away; I wanted to regain my masculine pride.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up, feeling hot all over. Ah, it was just a dream. I had already ejaculated. Following
the dim light, I realized I was in my living room. I was lying on the sofa. How did I get home? It was already past 2 AM. I had no strength at all. There were several glasses and a bottle of wine on the table; it seemed I had drunk again after getting home. In my hazy state, I only remembered someone taking me home; after that, I couldn't remember anything. I felt terrible. I wanted to get up and tidy up, but then I suddenly remembered—Where was Mengying? Did she come back with me?
I looked around the living room; she wasn't there. Then I saw a pair of men's leather shoes by the door. My head suddenly felt like it was going to explode. I stood there stunned for a minute, then carefully got up and walked barefoot towards the bedroom. In the hallway from the living room, I suddenly heard a noise coming from the bedroom. The bedroom door was ajar.
I leaned closer and looked in the light: a man, naked from the waist down, was on top of a woman wearing a beige dress. Her hair was scattered on the pillow, her beautiful cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes were closed, and her lips were slightly parted, emitting a few soft moans. Her two slender hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her large breasts swayed softly with the man's thrusts. Her thighs, encased in black stockings, were spread apart and placed on either side of the man's arms. She was wearing white high-heeled sandals, which swayed with the man's vigorous thrusts. The white high-heeled sandals were firmly tied to her small feet encased in black stockings, and they couldn't be shaken off without untying the straps. The woman's black stockings were pulled up to her thighs, her snow-white buttocks were raised high, and her wet pubic hair clung together, gleaming white. A thick, hard penis thrust rapidly in and out of her vagina, and her juices splashed out like waves, running down her round buttocks onto the white sheets, soaking a large area.
The man's clothes were scattered on the floor, another pair of black stockings and panties were rolled up together, and there were several wads of toilet paper around her bra. A bedside drawer was pushed open, and a pair of flesh-colored stockings hung on the edge.
I stared at this scene for a full three minutes, unable to believe it. My virtuous wife, the gentle and considerate Mengying, who had just been dignified accompanying me to the company party, was now being fucked in such a lewd position by Ruiqiang. Mengying's eyes were closed, her brows slightly furrowed, and she was breathing rapidly, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly. I didn't know if she was unconscious or conscious. I was certain Ruiqiang had given Mengying some kind of drug; otherwise, given her personality, she would never have submitted.
I had fantasized many times about Mengying being pinned down by someone else, and it always gave me a perverse excitement. But right now, I felt mostly anger.
With the sounds of slapping and rubbing, I was brought back to reality.
"Oh, fuck, baby, your pussy feels so good, I can't take it anymore..." Ruiqiang thrust his penis deep into her honey pot and didn't move, bending down to lick and suck Mengying's body. Mengting seemed to have lost consciousness, her head slightly twisting, moaning something.
"Don't blame me, it's your fault for dressing so sexy..." Ruiqiang kneaded her soft breasts, his other hand stroking her thigh in black stockings. "I wanted to fuck you as soon as I saw you wearing black stockings tonight, you slut. It felt so good to fuck your black stocking legs in the karaoke bar... I'll change into those flesh-colored ones later, and I'll cum on your stockings again." Ruiqiang started thrusting his thick, long penis again, the hard penis rubbing against her tight, tender vagina, making "plop, plop" sounds with the love juice. The semen on his penis glistened white under the light.
"Mmm, mmm, you bastard, mmm, you tore my stockings..." Mengying gasped intermittently, her snow-white, pert buttocks subjected to the rough impact of the large penis, her soft, delicate body twisting along with it.
"So good, you're already this wild at the banquet. I'll fuck you to death, you black-stockinged slut. Which is more fun, the hotel toilet or the KTV bathroom? Or is it more exciting to fuck you at your school, haha..." Ruiqiang kept thrusting, making Mengying gasp repeatedly.
I couldn't calm down, deeply stimulated by this lewd scene. The lewd words and the sounds of flesh colliding kept swirling in my ears. I actually got hard. I suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep again. In my dream, I repeatedly dreamed of Mengying wearing black stockings being fucked to orgasm... When I woke up in the morning, it was already 10 o'clock. I found myself still lying on the sofa, but there was a blanket on me. Was it a dream? I sat up and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. I went over and saw Mengying squatting on the floor washing clothes.
"Oh, you're awake. Go eat breakfast. It's in the pot." Mengying didn't turn around, but just said softly.
It seemed it really was a dream. I went into the bedroom, and something felt off. I abruptly opened the drawer, only to find no stockings. I glanced at the white sheets hanging on the balcony outside the window, and I could almost see a large, round stain. My muscles began to twitch.
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom gradually subside, I quickly got up, rubbed my face, and tried to calm myself. Mengying came over, looking at me anxiously, and asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you eating breakfast?" Seeing her red and dark circles under her eyes, I knew she must have been crying. She had been through a terrible night and hadn't recovered yet.
I smiled and said, "Um, nothing. I haven't washed my face yet. I'll eat after I wash it." I put my arm around her waist and led her to the bathroom. She looked at me as usual, smiled slightly, and started running the water to wash clothes.
As I brushed my teeth, I watched her back. Even an ordinary nightgown seemed somewhat alluring. I grabbed a few tissues to wipe my nose, then stepped on the trash can lid and threw the trash in. I noticed black pantyhose inside. "How did I get home yesterday? You helped me," I said, pretending I knew nothing. She trembled slightly, adjusted her sleeves, and said, looking down, "Yes, you were drunk and wouldn't get up. Your colleague helped you in." "Uh, who? Didn't you thank him?" I continued.
"It was someone named Ruiqiang." She looked at me, her eyes filled with panic. "You threw up as soon as you came in, and you even vomited on the bed. I had him help you to the sofa, and you fell asleep. After he left, I couldn't lift you up, so I let you sleep on the sofa." At lunch, she kept secretly watching me, and today she seemed particularly well-behaved. I pretended to eat and ignored her.
Mengying and I packed our luggage. I deliberately bought her several sexy, knee-length dresses. Despite her strong objections, she finally agreed to wear high heels, which she wasn't used to. When we left, I dressed her up as a perfectly sexy young woman: a sky-blue, round-neck, form-fitting dress that accentuated the buttons at the chest, revealing her slender, slender waist. The soft fabric swayed between her knees, her shapely buttocks were slightly upturned, and sheer flesh-colored stockings tightly encased her fair thighs. Silver backless high-heeled sandals made her calves appear elegant. She looked incredibly sexy and alluring.
We arrived at the train station at 8 PM. When she saw Ruiqiang, her eyes filled with panic, and her body began to tremble. Ruiqiang's gaze was fixed on Mengying like a nail. He hurriedly walked over and greeted her, "I've been waiting for you for so long! Ah, sister-in-law, you look so beautiful today! You're so lucky. Haha." Ruiqiang forced a laugh, but his eyes never left Mengying. Mengying kept her head down and didn't speak, only her lips twitched slightly. I patted his shoulder and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's get on the train." We had bought soft sleeper tickets, since the journey was quite long. It was a four-person soft sleeper compartment, but there were only three of us. There was another passenger who probably boarded midway. We ate something that evening and chatted casually. Around 10 PM, the train lights went out. I let Mengying sleep on the lower bunk, and I slept on the upper bunk above her. Ruiqiang also had an upper bunk ticket. Ruiqiang lay on his side, looking at Mengying's bunk by the light from the window. I thought Ruiqiang probably wouldn't be that bold. Gradually, I started to feel sleepy. The sound of the train woke me up in my hazy state. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I subconsciously glanced at Ruiqiang's side—he wasn't there! I looked at the lower berth; Mengying wasn't there either. My heart started pounding. I groped my way down from my berth and headed for the toilet.
Just as I reached the carriage door, Mengying opened it and came in. She was startled to see me. I pretended not to understand and asked, "Where have you been?" Mengying said hurriedly, "To the toilet. What are you doing?" "Uh, I also need to use the toilet," Mengying said, and then went back inside. I went to the toilet and saw that both doors were locked, and both were occupied. I wondered which toilet Mengying had used. Just then, Ruiqiang, with a cigarette in his mouth, came out of one of the toilets. He was also startled to see me. I quickly joked, "What are you doing? Smoking and taking up the toilet space? Move aside." Ruiqiang grinned and moved aside, walking back inside. I went in and quickly locked the door.
Watching the train rush by, streetlights flashing past the window, I frantically thought that Mengying must have been taken into the restroom by Ruiqiang, and that something must have happened. My lower body shamelessly hardened; I touched my crotch, and two figures floated before my eyes.
The moment the door closed, the beauty's slender waist was immediately embraced, Mengying's blue dress was lifted to her waist, and a demonic hand reached into her flesh-colored pantyhose, roughly pinching her full, round buttocks and thighs. The buttons on her chest were ripped open, and her white lace bra was pulled down, revealing her full breasts, which bounced and were immediately gripped forcefully by large hands. Her tender nipples were kneaded and became erect. Her transparent flesh-colored pantyhose and white lace panties were pulled down to her knees, which were slightly bent and together. Her heels, clad in mercury high heels, were spread wide apart, and her snow-white, full buttocks were raised backward. Her wet pubic hair was already sticky and matted together. The man grasped his thick penis, parted her moist labia, and slid his large glans back and forth between her tender opening. Mengying's hands weakly gripped the wall, and the hard penis, under the trembling of his beautiful wife's thighs, parted her smooth labia and slowly inserted itself with a "plop". A soft moan escaped the beautiful woman's lips, her eyes half-closed, her cherry lips slightly parted.
In this cramped space, Mengying must have been standing in the corner, being penetrated from behind by Ruiqiang. Her fair, plump buttocks rippled with each thrust, making obscene "slap slap slap..." sounds. The thick penis forcefully thrust into her wet vagina, the man powerfully pumping his penis, the glans forcing its way into her deepest part, feeling the softness of his virtuous and dignified wife. A torrent of love juice dripped with the "sizzle..." sounds of entering and exiting, running down her wet pubic hair onto her pantyhose. His beautiful wife's body trembled with the swaying of the train. The narrow toilet was filled with an obscene atmosphere and soft, moaning sounds... When I came out of the toilet, the train had stopped. I returned to my berth. Mengying was already asleep under the covers, and Ruiqiang was also motionless on the bed. I really wanted to reach down and touch my wife's genitals, to see if there was still any trace of obscene fluid and semen. Many people came up at this time, and people also came to the berth opposite me.
I climbed into bed and slept until dawn.
In the afternoon, we rested in the hotel for a while. I took out my laptop and started surfing the internet to check the situation in Beijing. My wife watched TV in bed all afternoon out of boredom before changing her clothes and going out to buy some things. In the evening, I made an appointment with Ruiqiang to have dinner together.
At the table, Ruiqiang's eyes kept wandering over Mengying. Mengying's two thin eyelashes were long and straight, and there was always a sense of innocence and wisdom under her double eyelids. Her face was expressionless, and she looked very cautious. Since getting off the train, she hadn't smiled much. Her chest was also tucked in, and she wasn't as proud as usual. Her hands were clasped together on her skirt, and her legs looked plump and slender under the beige long skirt. Half of her calves were crossed, wearing flesh-colored stockings and mercury silver high heels. Overall, she looked dignified and generous, just like usual, without anything unusual.
That evening, I went to Ruiqiang's room to discuss the plan. I checked the equipment parameters in the plan on his computer. Ruiqiang said he was going to take a shower first, and I continued checking.
After a while, I clicked on his E drive. I was puzzled; it showed 80% usage. How come there were only a few movie files? Did he hide them like me? Men's hard drives are all hidden, you know. Indeed, they were hidden. On a whim, I clicked on a few folders. This guy has a lot of porn, and he can't understand Japanese. I clicked
on a few more folders, which were full of photos of married women in bed and selfies from the internet. I wondered if he might have a wife too. My heart was pounding. I saw a folder called "Beautiful Legs Yin". When I opened the first picture, I recognized the big breasts as Mengying's. I immediately recognized her in the purple bra.
Dozens of photos appeared, initially casual snapshots of Mengying, including candid shots of her legs in stockings and high heels, in various settings, even including photos of Mengying at school. These were all casual photos, nothing particularly special, except that the woman in each photo was wearing a short skirt, stockings, and high heels. Then, things suddenly changed.
First, Mengying was seen sitting in a chair in a teacher's office, wearing a white dress with black floral prints. The photo was taken from the side and back, so her face wasn't visible, but the outfit and seating arrangement clearly identified her. She was wearing black stockings and the same black high heels she often wore at school. Next, these same high heels, supporting her stockinged legs, were shown standing in a toilet stall. The floral pattern on the hem of her dress confirmed it was the same person. The next image is a close-up of the white semen on the instep of the black high heels and black stockings, with the bathroom floor as the background; further on, there are photos of Mengying putting on stockings; there are photos of her full breasts being kneaded under various outfits, some with semen inside or open; there are photos of black pubic hair stuck together with milky white semen in the crotch of torn pantyhose; there are close-ups of semen on the insteps of her feet wearing various high heels and stockings, and photos of her legs being used for leg sex, with her thighs, calves, stockings, and high heels all covered in semen; there are photos of her wearing various clothes. The photos show legs clad in stockings pressed together against the chest, a wet penis inserted between the moist labia. The stockings are mostly flesh-colored or black, with a few blue or white ones, but all suffer the same fate… torn at the crotch or stuck between the thighs, the wet penis wantonly abusing the legs. In dozens of photos, skirts are lifted in various places, pantyhose are partially removed, or the stockings are torn open for insertion from behind. The backgrounds include a living room, kitchen, toilet, and several other bathrooms in different locations, with varying flooring from tile to concrete, reflecting different levels of decoration. There are also photos in stairwells, in corners, in cars, in parking lot corners, beside grass and bushes, in front of Mengying's desk at school, and even beside a classroom podium. The backgrounds vary, but all maintain a consistent pattern: Mengying is wearing a dress or skirt suit, and several photos show her naked in hotel rooms and bathrooms, her long, beautiful legs clad in flesh-colored or black pantyhose and various high heels worn with her outfits that day. One or two casual photos of her standing at the scene of the incident. One or two photos of her wearing the same clothes, stockings, and high heels as in the previous casual photos, standing against a wall being penetrated from behind; a toilet scene with a man sitting on the toilet, and her stockinged buttocks straddling him. One or two photos showing traces of semen on her buttocks or stockings, her thighs, calves, and insteps.
Several more images show Mengying wearing flesh-colored pearlescent stockings and high heels, lying face down on the bed with her buttocks sticking out. Her pantyhose around her genitals are torn, and her purple panties are pulled aside. A thick penis is inserted from behind, penetrating between her damp pubic hair. Her round, plump buttocks are exposed through the torn stockings, her buttocks unusually full. The penis is squeezed and deformed, making her buttocks look extremely lewd. Several other images show a large glans pressing against her rosy areolas, with white semen between her breasts. She is wearing a beige dress, and her black pantyhose is torn beyond recognition. Later, she is seen lying face down on the bed in the same beige dress, her hair disheveled, her hands limply resting on the bed, and her lower body hanging off the edge of the bed. Her long, beautiful legs are now wearing flesh-colored stockings and white lace-up high heels. The stockings are open at the crotch, and her legs are covered with traces of semen and vaginal fluid. Two pairs of black pantyhose were abandoned on the floor, one pair still with its underwear rolled up, and crumpled tissues were scattered everywhere; several photos showed a hand holding a penis to the slightly parted red lips of a sexy young woman, wearing a sky-blue round-neck fitted dress, the buttons undone at the chest, her bra pushed up on her full breasts. The woman wore mercury high heels, the hem of her skirt held at her waist, revealing her thighs encased in flesh-colored stockings, the stockings and underwear stuck at the top of her thighs. Meng Ying's flushed cheeks, furrowed brows, slightly closed eyelashes, and sexy lips were covered in cloudy semen; such a dignified wife, so easily ejaculated on her face in the train toilet!
The last few photos, in a stairwell, again showed the skirt lifted and penetration from behind, the pantyhose and underwear stuck at the top of her thighs, finally ejaculating onto the stockings on her thighs. Beneath the beige long dress, her long legs were clad in flesh-colored stockings, and the semen on the insteps of her silver high heels and stockings looked so lewd. This was exactly what Mengying had worn at dinner earlier. I was stunned. I thought back to the scenes in pornographic films; I'd had a slight urge, but I'd given up because I felt sorry for my wife and Mengying strongly objected. After a moment, I looked at the photos of her at home wearing the beige dress. The first photo was at 11:45 PM, and the last photo on my phone was taken at 5:30 AM that morning. That meant Mengying had been raped for almost six hours. In those six frenzied hours, I don't know how many times she'd orgasmed, or how many times she'd been ejaculated on. I was actually a little aroused, but I couldn't accept this kind of rape. And the last few photos were from this afternoon. It turned out that when Mengying went out to buy things that afternoon, she was actually pinned to the railing in the stairwell and raped from behind. She ended up having dinner with her husband and her lover, her legs still covered in semen.
Just as I was lost in thought, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. I quickly closed the folder, restored it to hidden, and cleared all browsing history. I lit a cigarette, staring at the plan, unable to calm down for a long time. By the time Ruiqiang came out dressed, I had finished smoking. He handed me another one and asked how it went. I said I hadn't checked the parameters for the last piece of equipment. I said I hadn't brought the company documents. In the room, a wicked thought suddenly came to me. I said to Ruiqiang, "Go get it for me. I have an important parameter that needs to be checked." Ruiqiang agreed without hesitation.
After he left, I heard the elevator "ding." I slowly got up, left the door slightly ajar, and quickly ran to the stairwell. The hotel was carpeted, so my shoes made no sound. I quickly ran to the sixth floor. As soon as I opened the door to the stairwell, I heard it close. I quietly went over and listened intently.
"Let go!" Mengying's sharp voice came from inside.
"Don't do that, just touch it, your breasts are so soft. Beauty, give me a kiss." Ruiqiang lewdly chuckled from inside.
There were loud noises inside, like struggling and things being touched.
"Get out of here, you bastard, let go!" Mengying was still struggling.
"I told you to wear such sexy stockings, they're all wet, still pretending. Come on, I didn't get enough this afternoon. I wanted to drag you aside and do it to you during dinner." Ruiqiang said lewdly.
Is my wife that sensitive? Looks like Mengying is going to be ridden again. My feelings were complicated.
Suddenly, there was no sound from inside. "Get your things and get out of here!" Mengying yelled. Then I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I quickly hid in the stairwell. Then I heard the door open.
As I took off my clothes, I walked towards the bathroom. Looking at the bathroom, it had two walls, a transparent glass door, and a frosted glass door on the side facing the bed in the bedroom. If you were in the bedroom, you could see people showering inside. Many hotels nowadays have this kind of romantic atmosphere, since many young couples travel together. Just as I stepped inside, I suddenly heard a WeChat notification. It was undoubtedly my wife's phone. I closed the bathroom door and started showering. I wondered who it was;
I'd heard it several times in the past few days. Could it be Ruiqiang? It seems he's really addicted to Mengying. This trip really created a perfect opportunity for Ruiqiang; he'd already succeeded at least twice. I felt terrible, very sorry for Mengying, but I also felt a tiny bit of encouragement for Ruiqiang… I'm such a pervert. When I came out of the bathroom, my wife saw me and closed her phone. I didn't ask any questions.
The next day, Ruiqiang took us to the Forbidden City. My wife seemed much more polite to him. She was wearing a white dress with black floral patterns, and the hem revealed her slender, shapely legs encased in dark black stockings—sexy and alluring. Her small feet were in black high heels, the kind she often wore at school. The dark stockings covered her insteps up to her knees, completely obscuring her skin tone; her curves were practically perfect. I noticed Ruiqiang frequently stealing glances, his blood boiling. He even pretended to take pictures of the scenery while secretly snapping photos of Mengying's beautiful legs with his phone, as if he desperately wanted to reach out and hold those sexy, stockinged legs in his hands.
While we were in the Forbidden City, Asheng called me. I stepped aside, gesturing for Ruiqiang and Mengying to go ahead, and stood under the shade of a tree, chatting idly with Asheng. After I hung up the phone, I called to ask if they were already far away, so I quickly caught up with them. Mengying asked with concern, "Who was that?" "Uh, it was that kid, Asheng. He thought I was still at home and wanted to invite me for drinks." That afternoon, we were strolling around a shopping district. We had different things we wanted to see, so we agreed on a meeting time and went off to explore on our own. Tired from shopping, I wanted to go back to the room to rest, but Mengying wanted to shop a little longer. I didn't think much of it. When she came back, she went to the room and took a shower. I looked at her graceful figure in the room; she was incredibly sexy, her beautiful body particularly alluring in the frosted glass. On a whim, I went to look at her clothes, only to find that she had taken them into the bathroom. I didn't see anything on her high heels by the door. After a while, Mengying came out, having washed the dress and stockings she had worn that day.
---------------- We've been traveling for a week, exploring all of Beijing. We've been to all the famous tourist spots, from Houhai bars to the food streets.
That evening, we treated Ruiqiang to dinner to thank him for being our guide for the past week. This time, my wife wore a light yellow floral print dress with lace embellishments on the hem. Her smooth hair was tied back, and beneath her long, delicate eyelashes, her clear, bright eyes sparkled. A beautiful smile always graced her delicate oval face. The form-fitting dress couldn't fully conceal her ample bosom, her proud 34D breasts slightly upturned. Occasionally, glimpses of her full, rounded breasts could be seen through the buttons at the neckline of the dress. A distinct curve ran along her waist, and her long, slender legs, clad in thin black stockings, revealed glimpses of her fair calves. Her delicate feet were encased in yellow high-heeled sandals, making her appear petite and charming. Seeing my wife dressed like this, I felt a surge of emotion. Women love to dress up and enjoy the admiring glances of others.
During the meal, Ruiqiang kept staring at Mengying. I noticed but remained silent. My wife knew, and she occasionally glanced at my expression. She blushed under my gaze and lowered her head, turning her face to the side. I guess she was a little shy dressed like that. We chatted haphazardly, Mengying listening to us with her head down, looking at her phone, I couldn't tell if she was texting a friend or reading the news. We drank some beer, and it had been a long time since we'd eaten so much, we were actually a little full. I told Ruiqiang my stomach hurt a bit and I was going to the restroom. As
I entered the restroom, my heart suddenly pounded. At that moment, Ruiqiang and Mengying were alone in the room. My wife was so sexy and alluring, would she be taken advantage of? Would her flushed cheeks hint at her deepest desires to Ruiqiang? Would her warm little hole become wet at the sight of Ruiqiang's deliberately exposed, thick penis?
Thinking back to how Ruiqiang's hand had been under the tablecloth for quite some time, I wondered if my wife's beautiful legs in black stockings had been subjected to his lewd touch, and then Ruiqiang had roughly pressed her down on the sofa in the private room, her long skirt and bra pushed up to her shoulders, her full breasts mercilessly kneaded into various shapes, her tender nipples being sucked greedily by the man, her already obscene black pantyhose and lace panties pulled down to her knees, her round, pert buttocks swaying back and forth, her slender legs already draped over the man's shoulders, waiting for his penetration. His thick, hard penis had already pressed against her tender labia, the glans rubbing back and forth between her wet labia, the wet pubic hair sticking to the huge glans, guiding it to find the softest part of her body. With a "whoosh," the penis, with a slight effort, plunged completely into her slippery vagina. Two beautiful legs, clad in thin black stockings and high-heeled sandals, trembled on the man's shoulders. Damp panties and stockings still hung from the back of her legs. Her snow-white, fleshy buttocks were thrust upwards, seeking the thrusting of his hard penis. The thick shaft pumped in and out of her vagina, each time pressing the large glans against the softest depths of her wetness. The tight vagina gripped and sucked at the deepest part of the glans, enjoying each ecstatic grinding. "Slap slap slap..." Her buttocks were relentlessly pounded, her thighs and buttocks splattered with vaginal fluid. The beauty's body flushed pink, and the love juices of orgasm gushed out continuously with each thrust of the thick, hard penis.
"Ding." My phone rang. I frantically returned to reality, glanced at my phone—it was a spam text message. I turned off my phone, quickly tidied myself up, and returned to the private room. Of course, it seemed nothing had happened. Mengying's face grew increasingly red. Under the tablecloth, the hem of her long skirt, which had originally covered her calves, was now rolled up to her upper thighs. Had nothing really happened? Seeing Ruiqiang sitting uneasily, I didn't think much of it and started chatting with him.
After a while, when we'd almost finished eating and drinking, I went to discuss something with Ruiqiang. As I entered, I asked, "Do you have any water? I'm so thirsty. I feel terrible from drinking." He immediately said, "How about I go buy you a bottle?" I couldn't stand being so dry, so I agreed. I was looking at the plan when Ruiqiang suddenly returned. I asked him what was wrong, and he smiled and said, "I forgot my money." I quickly got up to get my money, but he politely said, "No, no, no, it's just a few dollars. Don't be so polite. You're underestimating me." I thought about it and agreed, so I sat back down. He searched through his luggage for a long time before leaving. He didn't come back for quite a while. "Why did it take you so long to buy just this small bottle?" I asked, then took the mineral water. "Oh, there's a line at the supermarket, so many people now." Who's there now? It's almost 11 o'clock. I spent an hour buying water. I didn't say anything. Holding the bottle of mineral water, I slightly squeezed the cap open—it had been opened before! I pretended to be staring at the screen, putting the bottle back on, not letting Ruiqiang, who was watching me, notice anything amiss. My heart was pounding. I knew there was something wrong with the water, and I knew Ruiqiang seemed to have ulterior motives. I could choose to put it down or drink it. In the end, in just a few seconds, I embarked on a path of no return… After a while, I pretended to hold my head, muttering to myself, "My head is so dizzy, so sleepy." Then I collapsed onto the bed. "What's wrong, Wei?" Ruiqiang pretended to be concerned, shaking me. After a while, he patted my face, then suddenly chuckled. He took the room key from my body and quietly left. Had he really gone to my room? Mengying should still be in bed watching TV, having just showered; her full breasts were perky, and her fair thighs were exposed. About five minutes later, I figured the act was almost over, and Ruiqiang should be coming in now. Just as I was about to get up and follow him, I heard the card swipe sound. Ruiqiang had turned back. Had he had a change of heart? A moment later, he actually helped me up and started carrying me on his back. He carried me to the elevator, then to the room, swiped my card, and went inside.
The room was dimly lit; Mengying must be asleep. Ruiqiang quietly turned off the lights and gently placed me on the bed.
I squinted at him, wondering if he would do *that* in front of me. Then I saw him take off his shorts, get into Mengying's bed, and pull back the covers.
"Damn, dressed so provocatively today, I can't get enough of her." Could it be that Mengying was molested by him at the hotel? After saying this, Ruiqiang unbuttoned Mengying's shirt, pushed up her bra, and a pair of large breasts sprang out.
"Damn, they're really big. After sleeping with so many married women, such big, perky breasts, such beautiful legs, and she's a slut wearing stockings." Then, a sucking sound was heard. Ruiqiang's hands weren't idle; he reached out and groped Mengying's legs, then turned and crawled between them. In the dim light, he noticed that Mengying was still wearing flesh-colored pantyhose and the white high heels he'd bought yesterday. The crotch of the pantyhose was torn. I remembered that Ruiqiang had gone to buy water for an hour or so earlier… "Mmm, mmm," Mengying moaned softly. If this continued, Mengying would definitely wake up. "Damn, so horny, all wet again. I'll fuck you all night long." With that, Ruiqiang parted Mengying's stockinged legs, taking pictures with his phone while pulling a small bottle from his pocket, pouring some liquid onto Mengying's crotch, then gripping his already thick, large penis, pressing it against her stockinged thighs, and slowly thrusting his hips.
"Mmm...oh..." Mengying let out a soft moan. Ruiqiang, right in front of me, penetrated my beautiful wife's tender vagina. "Damn, it's still so tight, wet and slippery, so good..." Ruiqiang seemed unable to resist the stimulation, holding Mengying and thrusting forcefully, each thrust making a "slap slap slap" sound.
"Mmm, annoying...mmm oh..." Mengying was about to wake up, and I started to panic.
"Is it good, beautiful? Does your husband's cock feel good?" Ruiqiang grabbed Mengying's two beautiful legs, clad in white high heels and flesh-colored stockings, and hoisted them onto his shoulders. He held her stockinged thighs while taking pictures and thrusting his thick penis, making her honey pot sizzle. Her full breasts swayed back and forth like waves.
"Mmm, mmm, you, you bastard, waah, you," Mengying cried out in panic.
"Mengying, don't make a fuss. Do you want to wake your husband? It's not good for anyone." Ruiqiang said softly. So this guy was using me as a shield.
"Let me go, waah, you bastard," Mengying started to cry. I actually felt a little sorry for her.
"Don't make a fuss, be a good girl and let me fuck you. I'll delete the photos and never bother you again. We'll pretend nothing happened." Ruiqiang started to offer conditions.
"You're dreaming! Oh, oh, if you don't leave, I'll wake up my husband. He'll never let you get away with this! Waah, oh..." I felt very guilty. I really want to end all this. "Mengying, don't be like this. Haven't you enjoyed being fucked by me these past few days? I told you to wear stockings and high heels, and you obediently wore them. You even said it wasn't because you wanted me to fuck you, but because it was consensual. Isn't that great?" "Get off! Oh, you fucking beast, sob sob," "Beautiful legs, Mengying, I told you to wear thin black stockings for dinner tonight, and you wore them. Seeing you wearing black stockings with these yellow high-heeled sandals reminded me of the day before yesterday when I fucked you on the stairs of the shopping mall. You just bought these shoes and you wore them before I fucked you. Is the semen still on them? I told you to wear them for dinner today, and you wore them... Beautiful legs, Mengying, my stockings got wet from touching them during dinner. How did you deal with the semen on your legs?" Ruiqiang teased Mengying verbally while relentlessly thrusting his thick penis, the "sizzling" sound of his fucking her pussy becoming more and more obvious.
"Get off..." "Slap," "Slap"... several more sounds of struggle. After a while, the pulling sounds stopped.
"Slut, you're still pretending, huh? Fine, I'll go wake up Ah Wei right now and show him the photos of you, you whore. I'll show him how you came and peed after I fucked you. Damn it, you slut, the bed's all wet, and you're still pretending to be so virtuous." Ruiqiang got angry and got off the bed to stand on the carpet.
"Waaah, you raped me, I'm going to sue you for rape..." Mengying cried very sadly. "I
'll show you the evidence of rape, the photos, right? Look at those photos, take a good look yourself. Look at your lewd appearance, even the judge won't believe it." Ruiqiang seemed to turn on his phone and threw it on the bed.
"Waaah, you raped me, waaah, Ah Wei will definitely believe me, he won't let you get away with it.
Waaah..." Mengying had reached her limit.
"Ah Wei believes you, hehe. I'm asking you, why didn't Ah Wei know that you cleaned up the half-soaked sheets and the torn stockings I made that day? Were you afraid he'd find out about your lewd behavior?" Ruiqiang argued forcefully. "Fine, let him know, let him know how you willingly wore stockings and let me fuck you these past few days, how you gave me a legjob in the train toilet wearing stockings on the first day you arrived, and how you willingly gave me a blowjob later. These past few days you've been wearing stockings every day as I asked and even called me 'husband' after I fucked you. These past few days, there hasn't been a single day your stockings weren't stained with my semen. Today, even while eating, I touched you so much that your stockings were soaked, and just now I fucked you until you peed the bed. You were so exhausted you didn't even have the strength to take off your shoes, hahaha..." "Waaah, you, waaaah..." Mengying seemed to be covering her face in pain. I started preparing to get up; I had reached my limit.
"Okay, yeah, I'm raping you. Wake him up, see if he can figure out that you always wear skirts and stockings when you see me. Let's see if you're the slut or if I'm the one raping you." Ruiqiang actually walked up to me and started shaking me, which startled me.
"Waaah, no, don't..." Did I mishear Mengying say no? Ruiqiang stopped.
"Beautiful legs, Mengying, I love you so much, you stocking-clad, long-legged, big-breasted little slut. It hurts me when you cry." Ruiqiang suddenly became gentle. "Such beautiful long legs and you like wearing stockings, I told you on the train that if you dared to wear stockings, I would fuck you every day. See, you've been obedient and worn them every day, haven't you?" Ruiqiang seemed to climb back onto Mengying's bed and did something. Mengying actually stopped crying. "Let me go." Mengying resisted softly.
"Beautiful legs, Ying, the day before yesterday at the train station, I saw you wearing stockings and high heels and I wanted to fuck you right then and there. I've told you before, your legs are so beautiful. Whenever I see you wearing stockings, I want to fuck you. Such beautiful legs in stockings, and you're a big-breasted slut. The first time I was fucked in the train toilet, I was fucked three times. I fucked you until you couldn't stand up anymore and begged for mercy. You even promised to let me shoot on your face... When I saw you at the Forbidden City, you were wearing the outfit I always wore at school, and you even changed into thick black stockings. I wanted to fuck you on the street right then and there. Why did you wear thick black stockings? Are the red marks on your knees still there? How did you deal with the semen on your thighs and stockings when you went home that day? Fucked your stockinged legs at the Forbidden City, it was so amazing. The semen was very obvious on the dark black stockings." Meng Ying fell silent. Only Rui Qiang's lewd words and the constant "sizzling...sizzling..." sounds of her vagina could be heard.
After that, Rui Qiang stopped talking, and the room suddenly became quiet. After a while, the sounds started again. "Slap slap slap..." This was the sound of impacting buttocks. Although the sound was very faint, it was so real.
"Beautiful legs Ying, I really enjoyed shooting on your legs during dinner, it was so ecstatic." The slurping sounds continued as Ruiqiang continued to evoke Mengying's humiliating memories. "You were so wet during dinner, and when I came in, I saw you hadn't changed your clothes and were still wearing those yellow high heels. I knew you were waiting for me to fuck you. Who was it that, after being fucked to orgasm, obediently changed into these clothes and stockings, then was fucked until you peed, and then collapsed after being fucked without even taking off your shoes? Were you so exhausted from being fucked?" Ruiqiang said teasingly. "Oh... my beautiful legs in stockings Ying... you look so sexy today. So alluring. During dinner, I imagined pressing you against the wall and fucking your legs, your stockings, your cunt, just like before..." I didn't dare open my eyes, I could only hear the sounds of the bed moving and sucking, and the constant "sizzling...sizzling..." sounds from her cunt.
"Please, please stop, my husband is waking up. Oh..." Mengying spoke, her words filled with panic.
"It's not the first time. I touched you right under his nose at the company party. That day in the elevator, I wanted to do it to you like we did in the hotel bathroom, lift your skirt, tear your black stockings, and do it to you in the elevator... Don't worry, I got him drunk when we came up. He won't wake up until dawn." Ruiqiang said, panting heavily as he thrust.
Mengying didn't speak, only soft, almost inaudible moans of "Mmm... Oh oh" and light "slap slap slap."
After a while, the "slap slap slap" started to get louder, and the bed creaked. Mengying's moans were still too soft to hear.
"Ugh... um... I really beg you, please stop, okay? I'm really scared. Waaah." Mengying felt like crying.
"Beauty... your legs are so alluring, and so wet, I can't stop." Ruiqiang thrust violently, the obscene sounds incessant.
"Beautiful legs Ying, come to my place, otherwise it'll really wake up Awei." Just now you said I could sleep until dawn, why are you leaving? Mengying didn't speak, only let out low moans. The slapping stopped, and after a while, Ruiqiang got up.
"Put on that blue dress from the train, bring the stockings from that day and those silver high heels, I deliberately didn't tear them so I could make you wear them again to fuck you. And those thick black stockings, I also want to fuck your big breasts and little mouth. I'm
going to fuck you until dawn today." It was the sound of dressing, Mengying didn't say anything. After a while, I heard a slight opening of a door, and then the lights went out. Then I heard the sound of the elevator doors opening outside.
My body trembled, my muscles twitched, and I found that my lower body was hard. Mengying really left with him. Filled with unease and excitement, I fumbled for the bedside lamp and turned it on. I saw that Mengying's bed was soaked; her bra and panties were still on the floor, next to her was the yellow dress she'd worn that day, her black stockings rolled up with her panties, and the yellow high-heeled sandals she'd worn at dinner. I lit a cigarette and smoked it hazily, thinking about what had just happened—it was unbelievable. Looking at that puddle of water, I couldn't believe Mengying could be so wanton.
Before I'd even finished the cigarette, I couldn't resist any longer. I slowly went out the door, down the stairs to the second floor, and quietly approached Ruiqiang's door. I leaned in and listened, but I couldn't hear anything. The door was so soundproof; I couldn't hear a thing inside. I waited anxiously for a while, then suddenly heard a soft "Ah…" groan. It was definitely Mengying's. Just one groan, and then there was silence. My body began to tremble. I dared not lean against the door any longer and gave up, returning to the bedroom.
Lying in bed, panting, I thought about how my wife had been ridden by other men every day these past few days, wearing stockings and high heels, her breasts being sucked greedily, and my thick, hard penis thrusting into Mengying's beautiful legs in stockings and high heels, her wet vagina. My lower body suddenly became hard again. I slowly drifted off to sleep. In my hazy state, I seemed to hear Mengying return. When I woke up, it was already dawn. I checked my phone; it was past 10. I got up and looked at Mengying. She was sleeping peacefully, her fair legs still exposed. Her bra and panties were gone from the floor. Had I been fantasizing too much lately?
I looked at Mengying's blanket, hesitated for a moment, and gently lifted it. Mengying was wearing pajamas, and her panties were on. However, her face was flushed, and her knees were also red. Under her buttocks—yes, under her buttocks—there was a large wet patch that even a towel couldn't cover!
I trembled as I pulled the covers down, not daring to think any further. I climbed back into bed and went back to sleep.
------------------------ I was awakened by a blinding ray of sunlight and saw a slender figure in a light green dress drawing the curtains. "Ah, honey, you're awake! It's already 12 o'clock." Mengying swayed her body and sat down beside me, her breasts high and firm.
"Look at you, you've slept for over ten hours." Although Mengying smiled, there was a strange complexity in her expression.
I struggled to sit up, feeling a heavy head. Suddenly remembering something, I casually glanced at Mengying's bed and the surroundings. The room was tidy, and Mengying's bed had been made.
"Hurry up and get up, wash up, and let's go eat." Mengying said with a smile, her eyes revealing embarrassment. I forced a smile. "You slept so long again. Looks like I've been exhausted lately." The recent events were hard for me to accept in a short time. Last night, I only drank a small sip of the sleeping pill, yet it had such a strong effect. It seems Ruiqiang was right. I held my head and went into the bathroom to wash up, pretending I had no recollection of it, giving her a chance to explain.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found Mengying playing on her phone, I couldn't tell if she was reading the news or flirting on WeChat. "Honey, let's go, let's go eat," I said. Mengying closed her phone, stood up and said casually, "Okay, go downstairs and call Ruiqiang, I'll change first and come over in a bit." Hearing a hint of gentleness in her voice when she called Ruiqiang, my heart skipped a beat, and I replied before leaving.
I went downstairs and knocked on Ruiqiang's door, pretending to be calm. The door opened after a long time. Ruiqiang was clearly still asleep. "Brother Ruiqiang, get up and eat. Hehe, thanks for carrying me back to my room last night," I said with a smile.
He hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's my fault too, making you work overtime all night checking things, look at you, you're so tired you've fallen asleep. Wait for me, I'll go wash up first." "Okay, I'll go downstairs first, Mengying and I will wait for you downstairs." I deliberately emphasized Mengying's name. "Okay, okay, I'll be right there." His voice was brimming with excitement.
We chose a roast duck restaurant that claimed to specialize in Beijing cuisine; it was quite crowded. We chatted idly at the table. Mengying was wearing a pink outer skirt and flesh-colored stockings today, her slender and voluptuous figure attracting countless ambiguous and envious glances. Ruiqiang stared intently at her. While we chatted, I occasionally made a few jokes with Mengying, who responded naturally with a smile, as if nothing had happened yesterday. Of course, I knew she was just pretending to hide it from me.
I need to go to that company this afternoon. Ruiqiang glanced at Mengying and said with a smile, "Oh, I don't have anything to do there. You can handle it and relay it to them. I've been quite tired these past few days and want to rest this afternoon." "Okay, you can rest then. I'll take care of things at the company. I'll report back to you when I get back tonight." After I finished speaking, I secretly glanced at Mengying next to me. She had her head down, and her face was slightly flushed, whether from the heat or something else. "Mengying, are you coming with me?" I asked calmly.
"Honey, I think I'll pass, haha, I can't really help anyway." Her blushing expression always stirred up all sorts of thoughts. "I've been going out every day lately and I'm exhausted, I just want to sleep." "Okay, you should rest well, you've really worn yourself out these past few days." I said gently. It seemed they were both really tired last night... After dinner, we went back to our respective rooms. I tidied up a bit, and Mengying was still playing on her phone in bed. I said, "Mengying, I'm going out now, you should rest well this afternoon." "Okay." Mengying put down her phone and came over. In the light, I looked at my wife's beautiful cheeks, flushed red, as if you could squeeze water out of them. Her soft body was smooth and elastic, her full breasts proudly erect, trembling slightly with her breath. Her fair and sexy legs were straight and long. I was actually captivated. During this time, I had to admit that my wife's body had undergone subtle changes, from a naive girl to a mature and sexy young woman.
No matter who it is, as long as a woman has been thoroughly satisfied, you can immediately see the satisfaction on her face. This expression was actually on Mengying's face at this moment, something I had never noticed before. Suddenly, I felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity with the sexy beauty in front of me.
"What are you looking at? Your eyes are practically popping out. Hehe." Mengying laughed. "Wife, I want you now." I reached my hand under Mengying's skirt, caressing her through the thin stockings, pulling her soft body close, feeling the elasticity of her two full breasts.
"Hey, let go, husband." Mengying resisted slightly, "I have to work this afternoon, don't do anything rash. Let's do it tonight, okay?" As she spoke, Mengying touched my semi-erect penis. I thought about it, and it made sense; I had to work this afternoon, so I'd wait until tonight.
------------------------- I went downstairs and deliberately said goodbye to Ruiqiang before leaving. Of course, I couldn't leave. I went through the back door to the stairwell, hiding in the secret passage on the second floor, waiting to see if Ruiqiang would make a move. After waiting for almost ten minutes, there was still no movement from Ruiqiang. That guy must be exhausted; it seems I was overthinking it. Suddenly, Ruiqiang's door opened. I quickly hid and ran to the sixth floor. Sure enough, Ruiqiang came to my room and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened, and Ruiqiang hurriedly went in and closed the door. I was a little excited and quietly walked to the door, listening intently.
"What are you doing here? Didn't we agree that you wouldn't look for me anymore?" It was Mengying's voice, her tone filled with resentment.
"Mengying, I missed you so much. I wish I could be with you every day." Ruiqiang seemed very excited. It seemed he had pinned Mengying against the wall as soon as he entered.
"Please leave. I'm a married man, and you're a married man too. We already made a mistake yesterday." Mengying said, trembling.
"Stop pretending. How many times have I told you? Daring to come to see me in stockings and high heels is an implication that you're waiting for me to fuck you. See how much you need it?" Ruiqiang started to laugh lewdly. "I played with you all night wearing black stockings, and I told you to wear flesh-colored ones today. You obediently put them on and said you didn't want to be fucked." "Let go! I don't need it! What I wear isn't because of you! Get away from me... Ah..." Mengying struggled, the fierce resistance she showed yesterday was gone.
"You said you didn't need it, but I specifically texted you before we left to wear flesh-colored stockings and these white high heels. How could you be so obedient... My beautiful legs, Mengying, thinking of your seductive voice, I really wanted to drag you aside and fuck you while we were eating. I couldn't stand it, you were screaming so loudly, the neighbors were knocking on the door." There were sounds of commotion inside.
"You bastard, let me go! I'm angry!" Mengying was still struggling.
"Baby, you specially wore stockings and high heels, weren't you waiting for me to fuck you? And you even opened the door in high heels... You're wet again, I knew you little slut." The image of Ruiqiang touching Mengying's genitals flashed before her eyes. It was astonishing how sensitive Mengying was; she became wet just from another man touching her.
"Mmm, don't do this, ah, let go... ah," Mengying's resistance was tinged with tenderness.
"Your breasts are so big, I can't get enough of touching them, beautiful legs, Ying, let me fuck your stockinged legs first..." Hearing Ruiqiang's low growl, it seemed his large penis had already penetrated Mengying's stockinged legs.
"Mmm! Mmm, stop, let go," Mengying moaned, whether from satisfaction or resistance, it was unclear. After a while, a soft moan came from below, "Oh... um..." "You slut, your pussy is so wet, I love your tender and juicy body." The loud slapping sounds of genitals hitting each other continued, interspersed with the sound of water splashing.
"Ugh, ugh, no, ugh, ugh, stop, ugh..." Mengying seemed to be about to give up resisting.
"Damn, I've been fucking you for days, and you're still so tight down there, my dick can't take it anymore, you stocking slut, if you dare wear stockings in front of me, I'll fuck you until you wet the bed every day." Ruiqiang shouted excitedly, constantly stimulating Mengying with lewd words, and the slapping sounds continued.
"Ah, ugh, ugh, I, wearing stockings isn't... you, no, ugh, ugh, ugh..." Mengying kept moaning softly, almost inaudible if they weren't so close to the door. Mengying seemed to be pinned against the wall by the door and they started having sex. "Oh... ah..." Her moans were continuous, and I could tell she was close to climaxing. But to my ears, it sounded different.
"Beauty, you'll climax after a few thrusts. Is it like yesterday, still stimulating yourself on your own bed?" I didn't know which time he was referring to. Had they come back and done it again last night? I could vaguely recall some random sounds in my mind.
"Wasn't I telling you, wearing high heels is more exciting? Let's change positions. Like yesterday, stick your ass up. Yeah, that's it." Just as Ruiqiang finished speaking, his phone rang. "Damn, who is this?" "Hello, who is this? Oh, is this Mr. Li? Our company's technical supervisor, Awei, just went over. He'll probably be here soon. Please wait a moment. Okay, goodbye." It was a call from the company. It seemed they were urging me.
"You should leave quickly. Awei might be back. If he finds out, we're doomed." Mengying said in a panic, as if she was about to cry.
"He's still on his way there, won't be back for at least two hours," Ruiqiang comforted Mengying. "Come on, let's go to my place, or maybe we should find somewhere else to do it. Come on, baby, wear this today, these stockings feel so good, let's keep playing." Then I heard the sound of clothes being put on. I thought Mengying was being so obedient. Suddenly I heard soft footsteps, and I quickly jumped into the stairwell. After a while, the door opened, and as they approached, I looked at them through the small window. Mengying had changed into the yellow dress she wore to dinner last night, her hair was tied up in a slightly messy way, and her beautiful cheeks were flushed. Ruiqiang was wearing a tank top and shorts, holding Mengying's hand, and they walked into the elevator like a couple.
I ran to the back door like a deserter, panting. The sweltering summer heat made me feel suffocated. I couldn't believe Mengying was so cooperative. Maybe my teasing of her when we left had aroused her desire, allowing Ruiqiang to easily get his way. But that back view deeply pierced my heart. I can tolerate my wife's physical desires, but I absolutely oppose emotional infidelity.
I squeezed through the crowd onto the bus; the surroundings were noisy, but it didn't affect my thoughts. I have to admit that last night, Mengying might have been forced to go downstairs with Ruiqiang, but just now, it was entirely voluntary. And last night, those soft moans, the lustful fluids of her orgasm, all indicated that Mengying had accepted another man. I don't know what happened last night, but it turned my virtuous wife into a cheating young woman, and now, in Ruiqiang's room, she was letting a man ride on her body, thrusting violently, bringing her to orgasm repeatedly. She shyly raised her full, firm breasts, letting the man knead them at will. Her long, slender, white legs were still clad in stockings and high heels, and her wet labia were penetrated by the thick penis, reaching the deepest point. With the intense thrusting and slapping, the love fluids splattered all over her buttocks.
Or perhaps, Mengying's fair, silk-stockinged legs were posing seductively on the carpet, tempting Ruiqiang. Ruiqiang, without hesitation, grabbed her buttocks from behind, thrusting his large penis deep inside her. They changed positions countless times, in countless places, sweat and vaginal fluids filling the room. The moans of climax, accompanied by the sounds of flesh slapping, rose and fell. His erect penis brought Mengying, panting and moaning, to orgasm. Her fair body was flushed pink, her soft breasts trembled with each thrust, her wet vagina contracted repeatedly, and finally, in a state of ecstasy, the thick, hard penis pressed against her deepest point, grinding against her, spraying thick semen… I had a brief meeting with the client's company that afternoon, and it had been two hours since I left. After thinking for a long time, I finally picked up my phone and called Mengying.
"Hello, husband?" Mengying said very softly on the other end.
"Wife, what are you doing? Why is your voice so soft?" I asked impatiently.
"Oh, I was sleeping, so your call woke me up," Mengying said.
"Honey, what do you want to eat? I'll buy some later," I said.
"No, thank you. I don't want anything, um...uh..." Suddenly, a soft moan
escaped her lips. I knew what she was doing without even guessing. I still asked, feigning concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "Nothing. Just a tightness in my chest." Her voice trembled slightly, and a few rhythmic sounds came through.
Of course, I wasn't stupid. At that moment, Ruiqiang was probably standing behind Mengying, thrusting his thick waist against her plump, pert buttocks encased in stockings. After a while, the sounds stopped.
"I like cheese. Go to the supermarket and buy some. There's a good supermarket near the Third Ring Road. Go see if they have any local specialties," Mengying's voice returned to normal.
"Okay, I'll go check," I replied. "Okay, I'm going to sleep a little longer. Call me when you get back so I can pick you up," Mengying said softly.
I gave a perfunctory reply and quickly hung up. My head was spinning, and my body was shivering in the 35-degree heat. I was shopping on the street, while my once dignified and virtuous wife was being violated from behind in a hotel room, wearing stockings and high heels. And the root of all this was me… ------------------------- I strolled through the supermarket, a strange feeling creeping into my heart. I bought some local specialties, and after hesitating for a long time as I passed the computer mall, I bought two high-definition pinhole cameras. After leaving the mall, I called my wife and told her I'd be there soon. From the other end of the line, I could hear the sound of water, like she was taking a shower… About 40 minutes later, it was already 6 o'clock. When I entered the room, Mengying was watching TV on the bed, looking like she had just taken a shower. A cup was draped over her, and her hair wasn't completely dry.
"You're back, honey. What did you buy? Let me see," my wife said with a smile, still lying in bed. As I passed the bathroom, I glanced at the shower room. The towels were all new, hanging on the rack; the hotel cleaning staff had just changed them at noon.
I stared at Mengying and said coldly, "Why did you take a shower? Your towel is dry." My wife trembled, glanced at the bathroom, her face turned pale, and smiled, "Ah, I just took a shower, and the towel got dirty, so I asked the waiter to change it." I looked at my wife; even a child wouldn't believe such a lie. I didn't expect my wife to lie to me so naturally. "Honey, what's wrong? Did something happen?" my wife asked anxiously.
I could also see the wariness in my wife's eyes. That evening, we had dinner with Ruiqiang. Ruiqiang looked at Mengying, who was wearing jeans, and pretended to be happy, asking me about my work progress that afternoon. Mengying, however, looked melancholy, as if she was worried about something. I didn't say anything during the meal. Ruiqiang seemed to have noticed something and wisely kept quiet.
That evening, I went to Ruiqiang's room to check on his work progress. While he was showering, I looked around for a potential spot to install a camera. Looking at the large bed, I noticed the sheets had been changed. That afternoon, Mengying had been raped by Ruiqiang in various positions on this very bed. I also glanced at the carpet; she might have been kneeling on it when she called me, or perhaps she was being penetrated while leaning against the table I was sitting at. I shook my head and looked around further. I found a safe spot: the lamp in the corner of the curtains, behind the fiber optic cable, with a good signal near the window. I placed the pinhole camera there and secured it. By the time Ruiqiang came out, it was installed perfectly, completely undetectable.
Back in the room, Mengying went to shower again; it's summer, after all, and she was sweating profusely while eating. I secretly installed the camera in the same spot, turned on the computer, and tested it. The signal was perfect—I'm a genius! The angle and sound were perfect too. At that moment, Ruiqiang was smoking and looking at his computer in bed, and in the footage from my room, I was sideways in the image. Through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, I could clearly see Mengying taking a shower. I turned off the computer, climbed into bed, and saw that Mengying's WeChat was ringing again. I quietly got up, picked up her phone, and it was encrypted! Mengying never used to encrypt hers.
I heard her WeChat ringing while I was showering. When I came out of the shower, I asked her about the phone password. Mengying was stunned for a moment, then came over and handed me the phone, saying softly, "Honey, it's nothing, just look. The password is my birthday. I did it to prevent others from looking through my phone. At school, some classmates like to look through teachers' phones." I looked at her WeChat; there was nothing left in the chat history. I impatiently threw it back at her without saying a word. Surprisingly, Mengying didn't say anything either. We remained silent like that. After a while, my wife crawled into my... She snuggled against my chest in the blankets. "Honey, what's wrong? You're acting a little strange today." Mengying looked at me with concern. "Did I do something wrong?" I looked at Mengying's pitiful yet apologetic eyes, and my heart softened. After all, she had never been so assertive before. I gently comforted my startled wife, "It's nothing, it has nothing to do with you. I'm just a little tired from work lately. It's nothing serious, don't worry." "Okay, honey, if anything's bothering you, tell me. It's not good to keep it bottled up." Mengying said gently.
"Wife, I'm going to have sex with you." Before she could agree, I thrust in with a "plop." Her wet vagina gripped me tightly, her tender opening sucking me in waves, making me feel so good I could hardly breathe. I spread Mengying's long legs wide, looking at the red marks on her knees, and angrily pressed down on her, my lower body pounding against her wet vulva.
"Mmm, husband, mmm, you're hurting me, mmm," Mengying moaned softly. I thought, Ruiqiang must be doing it even harder than me, did you cry out in pain? Thinking of Ruiqiang's powerful thrusts, I was immediately furious, and I thrust in and out several more times, making a "slap slap slap" sound on her vulva.
"Mmm, husband, you're so amazing today..." Mengying moaned passionately. Her body responded to me with excitement, and my wife's writhing body was becoming more and more sexy. Watching her full breasts sway back and forth like waves, I couldn't help but reach out and pinch her bright red nipples, caressing them. Kneading her full and elastic breasts, thinking about how many times Ruiqiang had licked and kneaded them, how many shapes he had shaped them, a surge of resentment rose in my heart, and my lower body became much harder. I couldn't resist anymore, and suddenly a bold idea surged into my mind.
"Wife, give me a nipple play," I timidly proposed this outrageous idea, my eyes radiating a domineering aura.
I gripped her full breasts tightly with both hands and shook them vigorously. I couldn't believe I would make such a request to Mengying.
She paused for a moment, then hesitated, seemingly angry, "Husband, you..." Seeing that she didn't immediately refuse, I broke free from her legs and, with her slight resistance, straddled her breasts, pressing her soft flesh against my hard penis. Feeling the softness and elasticity of her full breasts, I almost ejaculated from the intense pleasure.
Looking at her angry yet helpless expression, with a hint of defiance on her face, her rosy cheeks practically flushed, I felt incredibly excited. I began to stroke her, and she frowned at me, her hands weakly resisting my hands that were squeezing her breasts. I accelerated my thrusts, my penis still wet with the residual vaginal fluid, incredibly lubricated. Mengying had already turned her face away, silent, her brows furrowed, unable to bear the scene before her. Her pink little ears peeked out from her hair, burning red like fire.
My penis thrust in and out between her breasts, her nipples being squeezed hard with my thumbs. Her smooth breasts pressed against me, making it hard to breathe. Finally, I thrust a few times, squeezing her breasts and my penis against her skin. With a "plop," a stream of semen shot out, splashing forcefully onto Mengying's rosy cheeks. Startled, she quickly covered herself with her hands. The semen continued to flow, landing on her breasts and neck, spreading everywhere.
I felt incredibly satisfied and let out a long sigh. Just as I was about to get up, a "slap" came across my face, startling me. Before I could react, Mengying kicked me, sending me slamming onto the carpet. She frowned, looking at me with disdain, tears welling in her eyes. "You're disgusting!" she said viciously, then stormed towards the bathroom.
I realized I had been too rough. I thought about it; I had gotten too excited and might have really hurt Mengying. But how could I let her be covered in her lover's semen? I reluctantly lit a cigarette, watching her wash in the bathroom. I realized I'd really gone too far. After all, we're husband and wife. Even though it was exciting, forcing things like that would hurt her. This was the first time Mengying had hit me. But thinking about her nights of passionate lovemaking with Ruiqiang, her moans and cries as he thrust into her with his large penis, I was instantly enraged. My shame vanished, replaced by humiliation and resentment.
When Mengying came out, she was much calmer, her eyes filled with innocence and loneliness. She looked at me, still sullenly smoking. She usually objected to me smoking indoors.
"Stop smoking," Mengying said softly. I turned to the TV, pretending not to hear, taking deep drags on my cigarette, exhaling smoke, deliberately trying to provoke her.
"What's wrong with you today? Just say it!" Mengying was truly angry, standing there motionless, yelling at me. I looked at her; she seemed about to cry, her whole body trembling slightly, her full breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. I hesitated. A mix of complex emotions welled up inside me. The
only way forward was to keep going.
"Honey, I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today. Things aren't going well at work. It was my fault just now, I apologize." I ran over and gently hugged her. "I was under too much pressure today, and I couldn't help myself. Don't be angry, I won't do it again." Mengying playfully shook off my hand, and I knew she wasn't angry anymore, but I still pretended to be angry, saying, "Am I your punching bag? Do you give me a hard time when you come home unhappy? You never used to be like this." She sat down to the side, her back to me.
"Honey, it's my fault. I haven't been feeling well lately, and I feel guilty for making you feel so insecure. Plus, work is always stressful. I'm sorry, honey, please forgive me." I gently hugged Mengying again, surprised that I had come up with so many reasons.
Mengying turned around, stroked my face, and said earnestly, "Awei, let's just live a down-to-earth life together. Don't overthink things, okay? I've never thought you were bad, in any way. I chose you myself, and I know what I'm doing. I feel very happy with you. After all this time, don't you understand me? As for work, we can take our time. There will be opportunities in the future." Mengying's words touched me deeply. I felt very fortunate to have such a wife, but I still felt a little guilty.
The next day, as soon as I woke up, I saw my wife's beautiful smile. "What are you thinking about? Hehe, you're practically drooling." Mengying interrupted my thoughts with a laugh. She must have seen my happy smile.
"Wife, our second wedding anniversary is coming up soon. Let's go take wedding photos," I said, hugging her.
"Why do we have to take wedding photos again? Didn't we do it last year? Besides, it's very expensive in Beijing," Mengying said.
"What's the big deal about the price? We'll take pictures every year. Your husband has the money. Don't you like those tourist spots? Let's find some good places to take pictures. I'm so handsome, it would be a shame not to." I joked.
"You, haha, my colleagues saw those photos and said you're a pig's head, a toad trying to eat swan meat. Haha." Mengying laughed so hard her waist shook.
"I am the toad, and I'm going to eat you, little swan. Hehehe." I teased Mengying with a laugh. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Mengying got up and opened it. It was Ruiqiang. I saw her body tremble slightly. She forced a smile and invited Ruiqiang in.
"Awei, you guys just got up? Go to the company today. President Li called earlier, there's something important to discuss." Ruiqiang said, his eyes never leaving Mengying's beautiful body.
"Okay, wait for me, I'll be right there." Ruiqiang went out and said to Mengying, "Mengying, why don't you come with us, or you can go out for a walk first, and we'll have dinner together tonight." I said to Mengying.
"There's nothing much better, I'll go with you guys to see." Mengying said, and I nodded, quickly tidied myself up, and went out.
Ruiqiang was very serious about his work, busy on several floors of several departments, not at all like a womanizing playboy. Maybe many people are like that, outwardly respectable but inwardly beasts. Mengying sat on the sofa in the reception room playing on her phone in the afternoon, and I didn't have time to take care of her.
----------------------- In the evening, to express his gratitude, General Manager Li found a high-end restaurant and treated us to dinner. General Manager Li was a very outgoing person, with a loud and booming voice, which suited his chubby figure. Mengying wore a sexy white silk knee-length skirt and a pink and white patterned fitted shirt, her white bra faintly visible, making Ruiqiang swallow hard. Mr. Li joked that my wife was a celestial being sent to atone for her sins. Mengying's face even started to turn red. What caught my attention, however, was Mengying's legs, clad in dark black stockings, and her white high heels beneath her short skirt.
We drank as Mr. Li rambled on, and Mengying tried to dissuade me, telling me to drink less. Mr. Li seemed a bit tipsy and kept talking. We drank until 11 pm, by which time the hotel had closed, the lobby lights were off, and the bill had been settled. Ruiqiang, his face flushed, went to the restroom to vomit, and Mr. Li was completely drunk and unconscious; I didn't even know where he lived.
I told Mengying that I would help Mr. Li back to the company first, and then come back to pick up the drunk Ruiqiang and her, asking them to wait for me at the hotel entrance. Mengying hesitated for a moment but then nodded.
I helped Mr. Li out the door. His company wasn't far; it had only taken 30 minutes by taxi. Just as we reached the door, Mr. Li's phone rang. I answered it for him; it was his wife calling, saying she was coming to pick him up. I told her the restaurant's name, and she arrived in her car five minutes later. She kept thanking me. His wife had a really good figure; although not tall, she was curvaceous. Even in her thirties, she maintained herself so well, with fair and delicate skin.
I suddenly thought of Mengying. Why hadn't she come out yet? I walked back to the private room with some doubt. The lobby was very dark. I reached the corner on the second floor and heard a slight sound. My heart pounded. I went to the door, and heard sounds coming from inside. I peered through the window in the dimly lit hallway.
"Ha... I've been waiting to fuck you right here since I saw your black stockings. Sitting so far away, I can't even play with your legs..." Mengying was pinned down on the sofa next to the table by Ruiqiang. Her white panties and dark black stockings were rolled up and tucked below her knees, revealing half of Mengying's fair and slender thighs and the still-red marks on her knees. Ruiqiang's bare genitals were pressed against Mengying's calves covered by thick black stockings. One hand was already inside Mengying's white skirt, and the other hand was inside the pink and white patterned close-fitting shirt at the chest area. Several buttons of the shirt were undone, and Ruiqiang's devilish hands kept kneading them, while his big mouth kept kissing Mengying's face and neck.
"Let go! My husband is starting to suspect me. Let go now, or I'll scream for help!" Mengying struggled desperately. Judging from her distorted expression, Ruiqiang's smell of alcohol must have made her very uncomfortable.
"Beauty, I love your coy, hesitant way of showing interest. So wet, yet you still act like a respectable young woman. Haha, it's always like the first time I do it to you. This afternoon at the company, I did it to you, and you didn't dare make a sound. Seeing you trembling all over during your orgasm, covering your mouth and not daring to scream , got me excited." Ruiqiang's lewd expression appeared on his drunken face.
Was his job this afternoon to take Mengying to some corner of a client's company...? "Let go! My husband's coming home! Let go!" Mengying's face was flushed, as if she'd been drinking. Her legs kicked wildly, but were restrained by the stockings and underwear stuck at her knees. Her high heels were strappy, firmly fixed to her thick black stockings. Ruiqiang squeezed her full breasts with his large mouth, his body pressed against Mengying's soft, delicate body.
"Don't worry, it'll only take half an hour to get there. He won't be back until you've had three orgasms. Beautiful legs, Ying, we were so passionate this afternoon, there's still semen on your stockings. We've made love more times these past few days than in the previous month, I'm almost drained dry. Don't be shy, just admit it, you like wearing stockings when I fuck you. Look, I told you to wear these dark stockings and white high heels before we went out and you obediently wore them... haha." Ruiqiang teased Mengying with his words while speeding up his movements, his hand trembling as he reached under her skirt. "Wet again, haha." "Ugh, no, let go, ugh," Mengying's knees were tightly clamped together, her black-stockinged legs in white high heels rubbing against the carpet, her hands weakly pushing against the man on top of her, Ruiqiang was probably quite strong.
"Beautiful legs, Ying, you're so sexy, your pussy is always so tight. Come on, your big dick is going to fuck you." After saying that, Ruiqiang picked Mengying up by the waist and put her on the carpet. Before Mengying could react, the black pantyhose on her knees were put back on, stuck at the base of her thighs along with her panties.
"No..." Mengying gasped, her legs pressed tightly together against Ruiqiang's stomach, her fair and plump buttocks placed between Ruiqiang's legs. "Ah, please, don't do this anymore, waah..." Mengying started to cry, her hands still struggling.
Ruiqiang's lower body was still hard and erect. He was panting heavily, holding the beauty's legs in dark black stockings and white high heels, lifting Mengying's fair and plump buttocks, his penis slid between her wet labia a few times, and with a little force, his thick penis gently pushed the entire length of his mature penis into Mengying's tender hole.
"Oh!...No!..." Mengying screamed, her legs tightly clamped between the man's legs, her chest thrusting high, her full breasts rounded by her shirt, her beautiful cheeks flushed, her eyes closed, her brows slightly furrowed, her small mouth wide open, whether from pleasure or pain, it was hard to tell.
"Oh, we just did it twice this afternoon, and it's still so damn tight, so wet and slippery, beautiful legs, Mengying, your little hole is truly a masterpiece!" Ruiqiang held her black-stockinged legs and thrust forcefully.
"Mengying, do you think you've fallen in love with my dick? Every time you wear stockings and high heels as I ask to seduce me into fucking you. Your cunt is so deep, if I don't thrust hard, I can't reach the end. Haha..." Ruiqiang thrust his big cock forcefully, the soft "slap, slap, slap" sounds and Mengying's soft moans constantly filling the air.
"Mmm, ah, pull it out quickly, mmm, no, mmm... oh..." Mengying was still resisting verbally, but her body had lost all strength, letting Ruiqiang's thick, hard penis thrust in and out of her vagina.
After a while, Ruiqiang lowered Mengying's black-stockinged legs, pressed down on them, reached out and unbuttoned her shirt, pushed her bra up to her chest, and pinched her full breasts a few times. Her rosy nipples were already erect. Then Ruiqiang continued to thrust his thick waist into Mengying's wet and slippery vulva, holding Mengying's small hands and pressing them to her shoulders, watching her soft, large breasts sway back and forth with his forceful thrusts.
I was stunned. Seeing this lewd scene, my lower body actually became hard. I couldn't believe it. Mengying's fair and voluptuous body, her long legs still clad in dark black stockings and white high heels, was being ridden by Ruiqiang on her plump, white buttocks. He was forcefully and persistently thrusting into her wet, tender hole. Her delicate body was flushed pink, her eyes tightly closed, her red lips slightly parted, and her two large, white breasts swayed back and forth with each thrust. Her buttocks were already raised high off the ground to accommodate the angle of penetration, and her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, were weakly curled up and pressed against Ruiqiang's chest.
I'm such a pervert. I started to slowly savor the stimulation of this lewd scene. It was really stimulating, watching my beautiful and dignified wife being penetrated by another man on the hotel carpet, her love juices flowing freely.
"Mmm, mmm, ah, mmm, slower, mmm, so good, mmm, mmm, mmm," Mengying actually began to respond to the man on top of her.
Ruiqiang thrust violently, each stroke powerful. This man was indeed very skilled, making Mengying's delicate body tremble. Her slender waist and beautiful buttocks twisted, cooperating with each deep thrust of his thick penis. Her long, shapely legs, clad in black stockings, were tightly wrapped around Ruiqiang's waist, her small feet in white high heels bent inwards.
Mengying moaned sensually, completely losing the proud and dignified demeanor she had displayed during dinner. I had never seen Mengying so wanton under the influence of orgasm before.
"Baby, your pussy is so tight, you orgasmed so quickly. Let's change positions." Ruiqiang patted Mengying's thigh, signaling her to put down.
"Mmm, mmm, Ah Wei is coming back, mmm, let me go, mmm, mmm." Mengying moaned, her legs starting to resist again.
"Alright, alright, beauty, I'll let you go when you come back to my room." Ruiqiang said, grabbing Mengying's full, swaying breasts with both hands, his penis increasing the speed of thrusting, making a "smack, smack" sound as it hit Mengying's wet vulva and beautiful buttocks.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, faster, mmm, mmm, harder..." Mengying cried out softly, her buttocks thrusting forcefully, her hands covering her mouth, her black-stockinged legs wrapping around the man's thick waist like clamps.
"Oh, so good! Wear this to my room tonight, I'm going to fuck you to death, ah!! Damn, you're so tight, I'm having another orgasm! I'm going to cum." With a frenzied and powerful thrust, Ruiqiang's hard penis pushed hard, holding her fair and tender body tightly without moving, Mengying's whole body convulsed and trembled, responding with low and slow "mmm" sounds. I knew she had climaxed… I trembled with excitement, my heart pounding as if it would burst. I staggered out of the hotel and stood on the deserted street, replaying those scenes in my mind. “Damn, that was so exciting,” I couldn’t help but exclaim.
But then a wave of guilt, shame, and anger washed over me. Yesterday I had reconciled with Mengying, and today I had witnessed her cheating on me, so willingly wearing stockings and high heels, having an affair with another man in this kind of setting.
Yet, I was actually deriving excitement from this anger, watching with thrill as Ruiqiang’s strong body pressed against Mengying’s fair and delicate body, thrusting in and out.
I remembered Ah Sheng's words: no matter how dignified and elegant a woman is, once she becomes addicted to carnal desires, there's no turning back. Could Meng Ying really have fallen? Ah Sheng always speaks the truth, and I've actually experienced it myself.
Just then, the phone rang. It was Meng Ying calling. "Honey, aren't you back yet?" Meng Ying asked worriedly on the other end, her voice slightly breathless. "Oh, I'm almost there. Wait for me, I'll be right there." I ran to the street corner and hid, waiting for a while. Seeing that it was almost time, I slowly walked towards the hotel. Meng Ying and Rui Qiang were already waiting for me downstairs. They looked properly dressed, as if nothing had happened.
"Honey, where have you been? I'm so worried!" Meng Ying said anxiously, actually lying to me in front of Rui Qiang. "Oh, I couldn't get a taxi earlier. It made me a little late." I paused, then asked Ruiqiang, "Brother Qiang, are you alright?" "I'm fine, much better now." Ruiqiang squinted at Mengying, looking like he'd had too much to drink. "Thanks to my sister-in-law, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get out the door. Thank you so much." He then smiled, feigning seriousness.
"It's nothing," Mengying replied softly, her head bowed, her expression stiff. The two of them were putting on a good show.
Could this be salvaged? Probably not.
"Let's go back, it's getting late." We hailed a taxi and went back to the hotel.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower now, I'm a little tired today." The implication was that we wouldn't be able to be intimate today.
"Oh, okay, you should rest at home tomorrow. School starts in a couple of days," I said casually.
"Well, I might have to go back early. Take good care of yourself here, don't worry me," my wife said gently as she took off her clothes. Normally I'd cuddle up to her at this point, but thinking about what happened earlier, I figured the lewd smell on her body hadn't dissipated yet, and she was probably still leaking semen between her legs.
Mengying took off her coat and went into the shower. She showered for a long time. Looking at her graceful figure in the bathroom, I touched her skirt; it was still damp. I guessed her barely concealed panties were probably dripping wet. Hmm, why was she wearing high heels in the shower…? ------------------------- The next day, Ruiqiang and I went to the factory again. I heard that General Manager Li drank too much last night and took the day off. Thinking that if he hadn't been drunk, I probably wouldn't have witnessed that lewd performance, a complex mix of guilt and excitement welled up inside me. Ruiqiang, on the other hand, was very focused on his work, busy up and down the stairs all day, and I didn't even see him for lunch.
I called Mengying at noon. She sounded like she was eating at a restaurant. I asked what she ate, and she said she was having snacks. I told her that Ruiqiang and I were working overtime there that evening and wouldn't be home for dinner, so she should eat by herself. We exchanged a few more pleasantries and then I hung up.
It was a long day, and it was already dark. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally. I glanced at Ruiqiang; these past few days of good times had worn him out. He'd fallen asleep on the bus. I shook my head with a wry smile.
Back in the bedroom, as soon as I walked in, I smelled something strange. I looked at the bedside table; Mengying was sleeping face down. She has big breasts, so she usually doesn't sleep like that. I went over to her and saw that she seemed to be still asleep. Just as I was about to kiss her cheek, I noticed tear tracks on her face. What happened? Had my wife been crying? Had she really changed her mind? Was she truly ashamed of her affair? I was afraid that one day this sense of shame would accumulate and suddenly explode, leading her to painfully ask for a divorce. Because I know her well; she doesn't want to hurt me, and she can't relive those days with me.
I sat by her bed, looking at her tear-streaked face, feeling a pang of pity. Suddenly, I noticed her back peeking out from under the covers—she wasn't wearing a bra! I quietly lifted the covers and saw her smooth back, half a breast protruding from the side, and below that, her white, tender buttocks—and she wasn't wearing any underwear! Mengying never slept naked; even after showering, she always wore underwear. I ran to the bathroom and saw that the pink lace underwear I had seen her change into last night was gone. A new set of underwear, still untouched, lay on the sink.
An idea prompted me to walk to Mengying's side. My hand trembled as I reached out and touched her genitals. They were a little damp. I lifted the blanket and touched the sheets under her buttocks; they were still damp! It was obvious she had been intimate with me!
"Huh, what are you doing?" Mengying woke up from my touch, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at me.
"Oh, wife, you're not wearing any clothes. You came back and you're trying to seduce me." I replied with a smile, my large hand naturally reaching up to knead her large breasts.
"I just took a shower, and I was too hot to wear any clothes." Mengying said in a flustered voice, her face flushed, but she didn't stop me from touching her breasts. "Stop it, I'll go put on some clothes." Mengying was about to get up when I immediately pressed down on her, a strange lust rising within me, my lower body already hardening.
"Why are you thinking about this as soon as you get back? Mmm, don't..." Mengying said reproachfully.
I sucked hard on her full breasts, reaching down to her lower body, teasing her wet labia. Mengying let out soft moans, seducing me.
After touching her for a while, her pubic hair became sticky. "No..." Mengying trembled slightly and whispered.
I immediately lowered my head between her long, slender legs, grasped her beautiful buttocks, and parted her moist labia. I watched as her vaginal opening slightly parted, her juices flowing tirelessly from the entrance, which was very alluring. As soon as I stuck out my tongue and licked her labia hard, I regretted it. The taste of semen almost made me vomit, but I couldn't let Mengying see it. I licked upwards from her clitoris, stopping at her wet pubic hair, licking her belly, and then used my hands to caress her labia and vaginal opening. I really didn't expect that beast to ejaculate inside. Thinking back to just now on this bed, Mengying was pinned down by some man, his thick penis thrusting in and out of her wet, tender vagina, her labia turned outwards, her beautiful buttocks covered in vaginal fluid, and her full breasts covered in bite marks. Finally, amidst the beauty's high-pitched moans, the man ejaculated all his semen into Mengying's deepest depths... Immediately, he picked up his penis, pressed it against her wet labia, rubbed it a couple of times, and then forcefully thrust it in.

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