Wife was played by a beggar

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After work, my wife called to say she was going shopping with her girlfriends and would be home late. She arrived at the department store, dressed in her old, damp clothes, because spring was here and many stores were having clearance sales.

While browsing, she suddenly spotted a pair of over-the-knee stiletto boots. The boots were made of suede, with long, slender, and straight heels that were incredibly alluring. They looked completely out of place on her elegant and pure image; they seemed more like something a girl who frequents nightclubs would wear. My wife's legs are already long and slender, and those boots would make them appear even longer and more alluring.

She bought them at a 20% discount.

After browsing for a while, my wife saw a new pair of peep-toe high heels. The white shoes had a cute butterfly on the front and a rather large peep-toe. Looking at the peep-toe, she seemed to remember something, so she bought them, swapping her old high heels for the cute peep-toe ones and the black ones. She then went to

a clothing store and browsed for a while. She saw a white lace dress with a slightly sheer, openwork design, about 10 centimeters above the knee. It looked a bit revealing, so she bought it. Next, she went to a lingerie store and bought several pairs of stockings—black, white, and semi-sheer nude stockings. After that, she bought a milk tea and some cakes, then took a taxi to the bridge and got out.

The old beggar saw my wife and immediately got up and ran over to help carry her things, like a husband fawning over his wife.

The two walked under the bridge, the dim streetlights illuminating their way to the old beggar's "home." My wife complained, "I'm so tired! I've been busy all day and bought so many things at the mall."

The old beggar put down his things and saw his wife's new shoes, which he found quite adorable. He then picked up the dress his wife had bought and looked at it, saying, "They're so pretty, young lady. You'll look so pure and beautiful in them." His wife replied, "Really? Then I'll wear them for you." Saying this, she stood up and, in front of the old beggar, unbuttoned her lace blouse, revealing pink underwear. She then took off her lace tutu, revealing his private parts.

The old beggar saw this and said, "Young lady, you're still wearing mine! Look, you're wearing mine, and I have nothing left to wear." His wife said shyly, "You still say that? You made me all wet and uncomfortable! Here, take them back!" Saying this, his wife actually took off her sparse underwear, which didn't completely cover her. The old beggar tried hard to see clearly, but the light was too dim, and he could only vaguely see some clues.

The old beggar picked it up and touched it; it was wet, and water could be wrung out.

The wife quickly put on the dress, but the careless shop assistant had given her the wrong size—a small one. The dress was unusually short; if she bent over even slightly, everything underneath would be clearly visible, especially the V-neckline, which was practically bursting out.

The old beggar, seeing this, asked his wife to pose. She cooperated, striking several poses—sometimes cute, sometimes aloof.

The old beggar was completely mesmerized, saying the lights were too dim to see clearly.

His wife took out her phone, turned on the flashlight, and gave it to him. The old beggar shone the bright light through her dress, and he saw her shimmering. It turned out his wife was experiencing the thrill of exposure and couldn't help but get wet.

At this moment, his wife suppressed her urges, rubbing her legs and saying, "I'm so tired from shopping today, my feet are swollen. But I still got something. Do you think these boots look good?" The old beggar said, "They look great on you, young lady." He then took the boots and put his wife's peep-toe heels on his own lap.

He was about to put his wife's boots on when she said, "Wait! Let me put them on first." She then took out a pair of newly bought black stockings and unpacked them. The old beggar was surprised to find they were open-crotch pantyhose. His wife gracefully put them on.

Looking at his wife's slender, fair skin, the old beggar unconsciously pulled down his pants, saw the peep-toe shoes beside him, and immediately started rubbing them against the peep-toe.

His wife saw this and said, "Look at you, it's so big! What if you ruin my shoes?" Although she said it was a complaint, her tone wasn't accusatory but rather like a playful tease.

His wife put on the boots and said, "Quickly, help me put on my boots."

The old beggar tried to pull them off, but they became erect and he couldn't remove them. So he simply left them hanging, kneeling on the ground with the peep-toe heels on, and helped his wife put on the boots.

His wife took a few steps in the boots and felt quite good. The short dress paired with the boots created an unusual and incredibly alluring look.

The wife said, "See, you can't get it off, can you? Yours is so big, and my shoe is so small." She gently kicked the shoe containing the old beggar, and the beggar was completely inside, pressing against her heel. He seemed quite excited, even more so than usual, now the same length as the wife's shoe.

The old beggar trembled all over as if electrocuted, begging her to play with him a few more times with the boot.

The wife then played with the old beggar with the heel of her boot and stepped on him with the sole. Under this double stimulation, he ejaculated all over the shoe, a large stream.

It slowly softened and she finally pulled it out. The wife looked inside the shoe, took out some milk tea, and had the old beggar drink half of it. She then carefully poured the milk tea from the shoe into the fish mouth.

The old beggar, seeing this, asked curiously, "Little sister, what are you doing?" The wife said, "I'm putting it away so I can pamper my feet tonight. I'm so tired today." She even checked if there was anything left inside the shoe and playfully licked it with her tongue.

The old beggar stared, his lust rising. His wife noticed and said, "Wow, you want it again." The old beggar replied, "Who told you to be so alluring?" His wife said, "Then let me help you get it out." As she spoke, she reached out her long boots and clamped the old beggar's shoe between them, and began to masturbate. The old beggar then pulled out his wife's shirt, smelling the lingering scent on it. He then noticed the high heels his wife had changed out of that morning, quickly took them out, and began to smell them intensely, licking the soles and asking questions.

The wife diligently served the old beggar. Perhaps because he had just ejaculated, the old beggar was very erect this time. The wife thought for a moment, then reached behind her back to unbutton her dress and unstrap her bra strap, pulling it out from the front. The old beggar, who was playing with his wife's high heels, suddenly saw this scene and stopped playing with the high heels. He saw his wife pull down her dress a little, revealing a bit of her areola. It seemed that if she pulled down a little more, her nipples would pop out. The old beggar had never seen such a scene before and was about to reach his limit, his nipples throbbing as he was about to ejaculate. The old beggar gritted his teeth and endured it. The wife looked amused and smiled charmingly, biting her lip and beckoning with her finger. The old beggar moved his body forward a little, right next to the stool where his wife was sitting. Now, the view under her skirt was completely exposed, but unfortunately, due to the lighting, only a little bit of the view could be vaguely seen.

At this moment, the old beggar finally couldn't take it anymore and started hitting his wife's honey pot repeatedly. Seeing that things had already come to this, the wife stretched out her delicate hands and forcefully pried open her honey pot to its maximum.

The old beggar finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated into his wife's honeypot, his semen gushing out repeatedly. It was as if they both came at the same time.

After resting for a while, the wife asked the old beggar to bring her his own. The old beggar casually grabbed her shirt, wiped it, turned over, and silently handed it to her. The wife saw it was covered in the old beggar's semen but said nothing. She took it, wiped herself clean, collected the surrounding area, and put it back on. She tidied herself up, took her things, said goodbye to the old beggar, and went home. In the neighborhood, she was holding a milk tea, perhaps too tired and thirsty, and took a big gulp without realizing it. Only after it entered her mouth did she realize something was wrong. There were so many people around; she didn't know whether to spit it out or not, so she could only swallow it silently.

Back home, the wife went straight to the bathroom with the milk tea. Opening the lid, she found it was covered in white semen. Remembering the scene from earlier, her heart pounded, and she trembled as she picked up the milk tea and drank it, slurping up the milk tea mixed with the old beggar's semen. After finishing, she even licked her lips.

She flashed a charming smile, looking at herself in the mirror and realizing she had truly changed a lot lately, becoming much more attractive. Perhaps this was the power of the old beggar.

[The End]

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