The slut in DVD

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Every weekend, my best friend Sun Yang would bring his wife Qiao Ya to my house as usual. This Saturday, my wife Qiu Ning and Qiao Ya decided to go shopping. Sun Yang and I were overjoyed; calculating that it would take them about two hours to get home, we could watch the game, drink beer, and enjoy some good manly time. Of course, my wife didn't know that Sun Yang had also brought a lot of DVDs to watch with me, and even less did she know that they were all movies.
As soon as the women left, we grabbed our beers and rushed into the bedroom. Sun Yang eagerly put the discs into the DVD player, and we comfortably leaned back on the bed, drinking beer and watching some amateur "movies." However, the playback quality was quite poor, probably due to the dim lighting and the old-fashioned camera.
But don't get the wrong idea, the content of the videos was actually quite good; the male and female leads were good-looking, and they were clearly "amateurs" rather than professional AV actresses. After watching for a while, the screen suddenly shook violently. Damn, was this a war documentary? No, I think perhaps the cameraman himself was an amateur, and the scene before him made him too excited, so he didn't control the camera properly.
The thrilling plot was predictable yet equally captivating. The film had reached the oral sex scene; the female lead's lips, now smothered with lipstick, were wide open, and close-ups clearly showed how the splattered liquid landed in her mouth.
The white, semi-gelatinous liquid looked particularly gruesome on her red tongue. The female lead then made a rather exaggerated swallowing motion. Although there was no sound, the "gulp" was as loud as a car horn in my ears. After swallowing, she even opened her mouth, showing her empty oral cavity to all the viewers she couldn't see—a scene I had never seen before.
There was only one actress performing in the two-hour film, but I believe the production period for this film was much longer, as the female lead's costume changed several times in the film, and the filming locations also differed. I counted, and about six men had fucked her. Some were one-on-one, and others were two brothers at once.
Compared to those professionally produced "action movies," I actually prefer these kinds of "movies." Although the visuals and sound effects are very different, they're real.
After watching, Sun Yang and I rested for a while, checking each other's pants to see if they were wet. I think I might have "exposed" a little during my erection, but Sun Yang's was definitely no less than mine. After reminiscing about the scenes we had just watched, Sun Yang mysteriously put another disc into the player. He grinned mischievously and told me that he had borrowed both discs from the same person. "I think this one's more exciting. I can't explain why, but I have a feeling."
"That last one was really good, much better than what the Japanese made. It's like you're lying on the windowsill. Watching and fighting at the same time is definitely exciting."
"Yeah, look who picked it." Sun Yang said, unzipping his pants and sitting casually on the sofa.
We both closed our eyes, recalling the scene from before, and started fighting. Sun Yang's thing was extremely thick, practically O'Neal. Every time I saw his, I was a little jealous. We both grew up eating grain, so how come there's such a big difference?
The second movie was also a work of art, but the picture quality was even worse than the first one. The picture was blurry, and the brightness was severely insufficient. Everything was unclear, and you couldn't see the faces of the characters if they moved even slightly. The only good thing was the sound quality. At least I could hear a woman screaming. It seemed like she was the only one enjoying the reality inside and outside the movie.
Sun Yang and I were both thoroughly bored. If we had night vision goggles, this movie might have been quite enjoyable, but it was too dark now. We chatted as we watched, rambling on about random things. At one point, I even considered taking the disc out and rewatching the previous film. Suddenly, the screen brightened up; it seemed some "crew member" had finally found the light switch.
We immediately became interested. With the enhanced lighting, this movie was no longer the Discovery Channel's "Night Zoo"; it had finally become a real-life "action movie." A burly man was pulling a woman's hair, his thick penis forcefully thrusting in and out of her mouth, while the woman knelt obediently between his legs, sucking like a nursing infant, the intense impact seemingly nothing to her.
However, the woman's face was still unclear, not because of the lighting, but because the male protagonist's other hand was caressing her face.
I laughed and said to Sun Yang, "It should have been like this a long time ago."
"Yeah, I'm starting to get aroused now, I couldn't get hard before."
The man's movements in the video got faster and faster, and I couldn't help but put my hand on my
breasts and rub them again. The woman in the video shook her head, half struggling and half cooperating. She gripped the strong man's penis tightly and forcefully shoved it into her mouth. The strong man swayed his hips back and forth fiercely, his thick buttocks muscles taut. He inserted the entire penis into the woman's mouth, I think it must have hit her tonsils. Watching the penis suddenly contract in an instant, it was obvious that all of it gushed out and flowed into the woman's throat and esophagus. After finishing the first round, the man gently withdrew his penis, shooting the rest onto the woman's tongue, and carefully used the woman's lips as a napkin to spread the dark purple, glistening liquid evenly on her red lips.
It was truly a wonderful scene. If I had looked a few more times, I probably would have ejaculated too.
After the man finished his scene, he released the woman's hair, turned and walked out of the frame without even saying "thank you," and the cameraman focused the close-up on the woman's face again.
I roared, and my penis erupted like a volcano. That's my wife in the video, Qiu Ning! What the hell is going on? That's right, it's her. Watching my wife kneeling naked on the ground, nonchalantly licking her lips, putting the condensing semen into her mouth, and when she put her sticky fingers in her mouth, I even saw our wedding ring.
This! She was still wearing our wedding ring at a time like this! Seeing this, I shamelessly ejaculated again.
I jumped up, my mind still a bit muddled. Sun Yang continued hitting as if nothing had happened, even when I was looking at him and he was looking at me, his hands were still busy.
"Hey buddy! I never knew your wife was so skilled at oral sex!"
"Shut up!" I yelled at Sun Yang, something that had never happened before. "Shut up, that's not my wife, it's not her. And you're not allowed to say that, even if it were her, it's none of your business to say that."
"Alright, alright. I won't say it anymore." Sun Yang chuckled and turned his head to the side, continuing in a relaxed tone, "That's not Qiu Ning, we both got it wrong. But why are you so excited? Look, you've shot all over the room, did you think of something, and what you thought of must have made you incredibly high." Hearing Sun Yang's words, I quickly looked down, and sure enough, my "children" were all around me, some on the floor, some on the wall. Everything happened too fast; before I could even react, these children had already gone their separate ways.
And my second brother was still erect, standing straight up like a signpost between my legs. I quickly pulled up my pants, my mind blank, but then a flood of thoughts rushed in. Who am I? Am I the kind of man who enjoys watching his wife get oral sex on someone else? Is that really Qiu Ning? If so, what should I do? But it definitely looks like Qiu Ning, definitely my wife. Oh God, I'm going crazy.
My stomach felt like it was contracting and then violently expanding, like Tyson was inside me, punching Holyfield right in the back of the throat. But even in this agonizing state, my penis was still stubbornly erect in my pants.
I slumped back onto the sofa. My mind raced, a whirlwind of cruel, shameful, insane, and exciting thoughts racing through my head, none of them able to stop and clear my head. Looking at the television, I felt myself back in reality; this wasn't a dream. Sun Yang was still there. He made no attempt to comfort me or explain anything; he simply excitedly rewound the film, bringing it back to the scene of the strange man pulling "my wife's" hair and forcefully sucking on her mouth.
This is real. Stop lying to yourself. Face reality. A voice in my head said.
Strangely, I felt a sense of calm again, followed by excitement. Watching my wife forcefully holding another man's penis, sucking and swallowing, I mimicked the actions on screen.
That unfamiliar thing must have felt amazing in my wife's mouth. The sensation of it gushing out in her warm, moist mouth must have been wonderful. I closed my eyes, imagining it sliding down her esophagus and into her stomach, imagining my wife making an exaggerated swallowing motion, her face showing an expression that said, "This tastes awful, but I love it," imagining her clutching her chest to help the large clump flow down her esophagus… Weakly leaning against the sofa, I let myself ejaculate again, this time without any resistance, onto the floor.
The video continued. My wife, like a bitch in heat, wobbled and jumped onto the bed, her full breasts raised, turned sideways towards the camera. Her snow-white breasts swayed from side to side, as if she had an invisible tail growing from them. A new face appeared, and without any preparation, he thrust into my wife's body from behind. The familiar flesh merely trembled slightly, showing no signs of rejection. The new man pounded his lower abdomen against my wife's, the sounds of flesh colliding mingling with my wife's hoarse screams. She must have been incredibly excited; the sounds were sometimes low, sometimes sharp—only a woman whose primal instincts had been thoroughly aroused could make such cries.
I imagined her face, her brow furrowed, eyes narrowed, small teeth biting her lip, succumbing to pain and pleasure, her rounded arms supporting her waist. In the violent impact, her drooping breasts swayed and collided.
The light in the scene dimmed again, my wife's face appearing and disappearing in the darkness. If she weren't my wife, the woman I loved so deeply, I wouldn't have recognized her. A strange man was fucking her violently, professionally and without a trace of pity. In my life with my wife, I would never be so rough with her, afraid of hurting her. Yet she had given this opportunity to a man I didn't know at all.
Watching him flicker in the darkness, I was at the peak of excitement and at the lowest point of despair.
For a full 20 minutes, without a break, without any coaching instructions, my wife was being brutally fucked by this strange man. When he finally slowed down, he increased the strength and depth. Watching the man, vaguely visible in the darkness, thrusting in and out of my wife like a pile driver, my erection began to rise stubbornly again. It was unbelievable that I was watching someone else fuck my wife, but although my body felt empty and powerless, my lower body betrayed my true feelings.
The man finished his final sprint, his powerful hips contracting. I knew that with each contraction, he was ejaculating into my wife's body, and without a doubt, my wife's lower body was accepting it all.
As he withdrew, the screen suddenly lit up again, and a quick shot cut across my wife's body. Although it only lasted a second or two, it was enough for me. I could see the residue of fluid flowing from beneath my wife's plump buttocks, still slightly parted and dark.
At that moment, I ejaculated again. In my memory, I had never been so sexually aroused, not even during my honeymoon with my wife.
Good heavens! It was one wave after another. I turned my head and saw Qiu Ning and Qiao Ya standing at the bedroom door. Qiu Ning's face was filled with surprise and shame, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips trembled but she couldn't say a word. She had seen the television and the unfinished scene. Worse still, she must have seen the monstrous joy on her face when she saw me.
"Are you... are you even human?" Qiao Ya said angrily. "Watching your wife being fucked, and you're still this excited?" Qiu Ning came over, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. She lowered her head and said, "What happened to the floor? How did it get like this?" At this moment, the panting sounds coming from the TV drew my attention back. The screen was replaying Qiu Ning's open mouth, showing off the image on her tongue. I turned to look at Qiu Ning. Her eyes were wide with surprise, her chin almost touching her feet. I think she only noticed me when she came in and didn't pay attention to what was playing on TV.
Was it really her? Or was I seeing things? So I turned my head back to look at the image still playing on TV. My lovely wife was opening her mouth wide like a snake eating, thick semen piled up on her tongue. The lips I once loved gently closed, and with the trembling of her slender neck, the semen from the stranger was swallowed into her stomach. Who else could this be? It was Qiu Ning. My wife, standing at the door, also saw the scene on TV. She gasped in surprise, her mouth agape, her pink face turning deep red. When she first came in, she probably hadn't noticed what Sun Yang and I were watching, but now I think she realized why we had made such a mess of the room!
My ears were ringing, and the world around me suddenly felt so far away. Qiao Ya seemed to be saying something, but it sounded like she was a kilometer away. My mind was a jumbled mess. Sun Yang stood up. He seemed to look at me and say something, but I didn't hear him at all, nor did I care what he said, until he walked behind Qiu Ning and I finally noticed him.
Sun Yang hugged Qiu Ning from behind, while my wife stared blankly at the screen, saying nothing. Sun Yang laughed and unbuttoned my wife's shirt from behind. Good heavens, she wasn't wearing anything underneath! Her smooth skin and alluring breasts were completely exposed. Sun Yang kissed my wife's neck in front of me, cupping her breasts in his hands, gently kneading her gradually erect nipples. My wife stood there, neither cooperating nor resisting, her face drained of color and deathly pale. Watching this scene, I was at a loss. A strange mental force controlled me; a voice in my head said, "Do nothing, just let things take their course."
Sun Yang lifted his head from behind my wife, his voice slowly drifting over.
"Dude, if you're going to let a stranger play with this woman, you might as well let your best friend share her too, hahaha!" Hearing his words, my heart pounded, but my mouth was dry, and I couldn't utter a single word. All I could do was stare stiffly. Sun Yang's left hand gently kneaded my wife's left breast, while his right hand traced down her smooth abdomen. Under Sun Yang's caresses, Qiu Ning's body trembled slightly, and she leaned weakly back into his arms. She didn't look at me, her eyes fixed on the television screen.
"Husband, you..." Qiu Ning took a deep breath, seeing that I had only uttered a few words before Sun Yang interrupted me. He put his fingers in Qiu Ning's mouth, while his right hand kneaded my wife's right breast, cupping it with his thumb, ring finger, and index finger, pinching the already erect nipple between his middle and index fingers. My wife gasped and closed her eyes, her head resting on Sun Yang's shoulder. I still didn't do anything, just quietly watching my best friend play with my wife in front of me. This tacit approval excited Sun Yang, but it also inexplicably excited me.
Qiao Ya stood to the side, smiling, and whispered in Qiu Ning's ear.
My acquiescence emboldened my wife, who allowed Sun Yang to peel her body from her thin shirt, her eyes closed as she sucked on his fingers that were inside her mouth. Sun Yang's hands expertly and effortlessly glided across my wife's smooth skin, pulling on the shirt. My wife cooperated by swaying her body, letting the shirt slide off her body step by step, drawn by gravity. Sun Yang placed his free hand on my wife's breasts, continuing to caress her areolas and nipples. His fingertips moved with the ease of piano keys. Under his caresses, my wife breathed heavily, her rosy lips licking Sun Yang's fingers in her mouth, her tongue teasingly licking them, her moist lips slightly parted, appearing full of desire.
At this moment, Qiao Ya walked to my side with a malicious smile. She sat down close to me, wrapped her arms around me, and pulled me closer. My penis became erect during Sun Yang and Qiu Ning's performance, and Qiao Ya added fuel to the fire by pinching it with her icy fingers and gently rocking it up and down. At this moment, Qiu Ning opened her eyes and stared intently at Qiao Ya's hands moving over my penis, her eyes filled with surprise and jealousy.
I let out low gasps under Qiao Ya's manipulation, but when her hand suddenly tightened, my gasps turned into screams. She squeezed my penis tightly and twisted it, as if it was about to be split in two. When she realized I couldn't bear the pain any longer, she suddenly released her grip.
Sun Yang withdrew his finger from Qiu Ning's mouth and began unbuttoning her jeans. Suddenly, Qiu Ning shook her head, as if jolted awake, and whispered mournfully, "No, my husband is watching..."
Before she could finish, Sun Yang inserted his other index finger into her mouth. He paused his work of removing her jeans, continuing to fondle her breasts while biting her earlobe, whispering, "It's alright, your husband will get reasonable compensation."
I breathed heavily, watching Sun Yang's hips pressed tightly against Qiu Ning's back, his body firmly held, his lower body thrusting against her from behind. Qiu Ning's newly awakened conscience vanished amidst the humiliation or pleasure of her breasts being fondled, returning her to a dazed state, enjoying Sun Yang's caresses.
Sun Yang was clearly quite skilled at fondling women's breasts; if there were a degree in this, I'd estimate he'd be a professor, or at the very least a lecturer. In my sexual encounters with Qiu Ning, foreplay invariably began with caressing her breasts. Qiu Ning was very thin, and her breasts were small, about the size of two peaches. Each time, I would hurriedly touch her nipples a few times before quickly pressing her down and heading straight for the main event.
But now, I had learned a lot from Sun Yang. He already knew that Qiu Ning couldn't escape his clutches.
He was giving me a lesson, not in a hurry to conquer her. He wrapped his hands around Qiu Ning's breasts from behind, slowly kneading them. First, he drew circles from both sides towards the center, then his thumb and forefinger pinched Qiu Ning's nipples, gently squeezing and stretching them outwards before releasing them. Finally, he pressed both breasts flat and quickly kneaded them with his palms.
Qiu Ning's breasts had never received such attention in my hands. Under Sun Yang's caresses, she gasped and whimpered, as if about to cry. Her hands gripped Sun Yang's pants tightly, so tightly that no matter how much or little force he applied to her breasts, Qiu Ning always pulled on his pants fiercely.
Seeing that Sun Yang had been enjoying his wife's breasts for almost half an hour, Qiu Ning had barely taken off her pants before being played with, her cheeks flushed, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and face.
I hadn't realized Qiu Ning's breasts were so sensitive.
Qiu Ning's body writhed like an eel, while my erection, rekindled after Qiao Ya's cruel assault, throbbed painfully in my lower body. Qiu Ning opened her eyes, staring intently at my groin with a look of longing, but what would satisfy her today was clearly not the familiar thing.
Sun Yang pinched Qiu Ning's nipple hard to bring her attention back. Qiu Ning cried out in pain and withdrew her gaze from my lower body. Taking advantage of this moment, Sun Yang quickly unbuttoned Qiu Ning's jeans. Qiu Ning obediently twisted her waist, and without anyone lifting a finger, the jeans slid freely to the ground.
Sun Yang's rough hands roamed over Qiu Ning's smooth, creamy skin. Qiu Ning's sculpted body trembled slightly, her senses resisting the constraints of morality. I knew my wife was already on the verge of death, and what was about to happen was now clear. Not only her, but I was also aroused again by the fact that my wife was with my best friend. To make matters worse, Qiao Ya's hands were fanning the flames. Her fingers skillfully grasped my penis, her cold and smooth fingers expertly guiding my erection. Qiu Ning stared blankly at me, her body gradually softening under Sun Yang's caresses. I felt my legs trembling, unable to tell whether it was the excitement of ecstasy or the heaviness of heartache. I felt like I was about to faint.
Sun Yang put his index finger in Qiu Ning's mouth, then pulled it out after a while. He stroked Qiu Ning's nipple with his wet finger. Qiu Ning closed her eyes, letting out a dreamlike moan, her legs tightly pressed together, writhing her body, fully experiencing Sun Yang's caresses of her breasts. I tried to make out what my lovely wife was saying, but I couldn't understand a single word. At this moment, Qiao Ya pressed my shoulder, breathing warm air gently into my ear, and said in a devilishly seductive voice, "His hands are amazing, Qiu Ning will love them." Then, without any warning, she squeezed my hand tightly. Ouch!
"I felt like both of my penises were about to be squeezed out. If Qiao Ya hadn't been supporting me, I probably would have fallen flat on my face. Qiao Ya held my waist and helped me regain my balance. Since I learned to walk as a child, this was probably the first time I'd almost forgotten what it meant to stand upright.
After my wife's breathing returned to normal, she took a deep breath and said, 'Honey, I think we should...'
But Sun Yang didn't let her finish. He had clearly figured out her thought process. She wanted more, more, and even more teasing, because that would make things easier later. Sure enough, Qiu Ning lowered her head and smiled as she sucked on Sun Yang's fingers.
Sun Yang's hands tore open Qiu Ning's pants. My penis continued to throb, after all, this little thing doesn't have a brain, so even if it was cuckolded, it wouldn't be able to wear a green hat. The fatal blow came from Qiao Ya's constantly teasing hands. For a moment, I felt like Qiao Ya was going to break my penis in half, but I was like a frog being stared at by a snake, unable to move. All my attention was focused on how Sun Yang would manipulate my wife."
This slut held Qiu Ning's hand, her thick palm and equally thick vulva separated only by a thin layer of lace. At this moment, Sun Yang glanced at me, and I couldn't help but swallow. Sun Yang was relieved. He pulled Qiu Ning's hand and whispered, instructing her to hook her thumb on the edge of her vulva. Qiu Ning's response to Sun Yang's instruction was slow. I think this wasn't because she still had some sense of shame in front of me; on the contrary, her desire for sex had turned her into a female version of "sexual urges," greatly reducing her responsiveness to language. Qiu Ning wanted to continue sucking Sun Yang's thumb. She opened her mouth, searching the air, while Sun Yang whispered in Qiu Ning's ear in a voice loud enough for me to hear, "Take yours off, do it yourself."
Watching Qiu Ning sway her hips as she took it off filled me with conflicting emotions. On one hand, I felt a surge of excitement, and on the other, a profound despair. These two opposing feelings mingled within me. My mouth was wide open, but I couldn't utter a sound. The world seemed to drift further and further away, and everything around me was silent. Qiu Ning's snow-white and firm thighs were straight and long, and between her legs, the fleshy mound of pubic hair—that private territory I had longed for and finally claimed—was finally going to be shared. My hands gripped my penis tightly, my nails digging into the flesh, but I felt no pain, nor did I worry about whether my engorged member would be broken.
Sun Yang's fingers parted Qiu Ning's black pubic hair and penetrated deep into the entrance of her moist cave. His fingers didn't linger on the folds of her vulva for long, only briefly touching them before moving directly into Qiu Ning's body. I was sure my lovely wife was wet; her insides must be as warm and moist as Jurassic Earth... Qiao Ya couldn't support my body, and in the silence, I collapsed with a succumb to a depraved pleasure, my legs giving way, and I knelt on the ground.
Sun Yang made Qiu Ning kneel forward on the ground, supporting herself with her hands, and then he straddled her like a dog. As he thrust into my wife's body, I knelt before them, watching Qiu Ning being fucked while her breasts swayed.
Qiu Ning's mouth was wide open, and her seductive panting was continuous, though not as alluring as the female protagonist's cries in the movies. Her voice was somewhat hoarse and low, and was frequently interrupted by Sun Yang's mocking laughter. What did it feel like to have his thick member inserted into Qiu Ning's slippery vagina? "Hey, little cutie, I didn't expect you to be so tight down there. I'm wondering if I'll need a shoehorn to pull it out later, hehehe."
Qiao Ya, who was next to me, also laughed. She supported my body, making me sit on the floor with my back against the sofa, and continued to caress me with her small hands. Actually, she didn't even need to "do anything"; just looking at the scene in front of me made me feel a little uncontrollably aroused. However, I thought I wouldn't be able to do anything to help Qiu Ning, and I couldn't stop Sun Yang or Qiao Ya. I knew Qiao Ya's vagina couldn't possibly accommodate Sun Yang's large member, but Sun Yang hadn't given up on his plan to go straight for the kill. He mercilessly thrust his "rolling pin" into Qiu Ning's body.
Sun Yang glanced at me and suddenly smiled. He stopped and whispered something to Qiu Ning. At this moment, Qiao Ya seemed a little unhappy, because I had been focused on my wife and her husband. She lifted my shirt and licked my nipple. Seeing that I still didn't react, she gently bit it. "Ah!" I then realized that Qiao Ya had been looking at me with pleading eyes. She wasn't unattractive, and frankly, she was more beautiful than Qiu Ning, especially now, looking pitiful, like a child who hadn't received a reward. I panted and slipped my hand inside her collar.
Qiao Ya let out a soft "woof" and rubbed her face against my hand. Although Qiao Ya's skin wasn't as smooth as Qiu Ning's, it was still very soft. Her breasts were larger than I had imagined, and her elastic nipples were already hard. My hand reached inside, trying to pull Qiao Ya's breasts out, but Qiao Ya held my hand between her legs and said softly, "Don't rush, I'll do it myself."
As she spoke, she reached behind her back, unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled it out from under her blouse, throwing it to me. "This is your reward."
I roughly pulled Qiao Ya down in front of me, and we kissed passionately. She pressed her body against mine, pulling my hands to wrap around her waist. I kissed her lips, but she stuffed her tongue into my mouth. We sucked on each other's tongues, and Qiao Ya slowly straddled me. She grabbed my penis and sat down, instantly entering my hot, fleshy sac. Qiao Ya's vagina wasn't as tight as Qiu Ning's, but it felt great. Qiu Ning's vagina was so narrow that sometimes it would hurt me. However, Qiao Ya's body was clearly more suited for play, as I gripped her waist and pressed her body down hard, then thrust my hips into her. If I were to do this to Qiu Ning, I would feel a little sorry for her; I wouldn't go to such lengths to fuck my own wife. But I didn't care about other people's.
Qiao Ya cooperated perfectly, her body moving rhythmically against mine, her full breasts sometimes pressing against my face. Qiao Ya held me tightly, breathing heavily in my ear and whispering, "You, I took a liking to you at first sight back then, but you loved that bitch more. So, who do you think is more suitable for you now?" I didn't say anything, but just fucked her even harder, feeling a sense of pleasure as I listened to Qiao Ya's unrestrained cries.
Sun Yang and Qiu Ning were also getting into the swing of things. Qiu Ning was starting to struggle against Sun Yang's large member, and she gasped for breath, crying out to me, "Husband... ah, it's too big, I can't take it... husband, please save me... husband..."
Before I could react, Qiao Ya grabbed my head and whispered in my ear, "You want to save her? It's too late. Come on, release your pent-up desire on me, come on, fuck me to death!"
The room was instantly filled with the screams of women, a mixture of ecstasy and agony, as waves of sound rose and fell, tormenting their bodies.
Qiao Ya's body quickly came to an end under my violent thrusts, which I could tell from her gradually easing expression. As for me, due to previous encounters, my penis was now in a frenzied state, hard as iron, but I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate. Qiao Ya seemed to realize this as well. She suddenly stood up from me, grabbed my penis, and took it into her mouth. Qiao Ya grasped my penis and rubbed it vigorously up and down, carefully licking every crevice with her tongue. She took it in her mouth, swallowing and releasing it intermittently. I felt an overwhelming ecstasy and, without thinking, grabbed Qiao Ya's hair and forcefully pressed her head down, almost touching her tonsils. But Qiao Ya still tried to take as much as possible into her mouth. To be honest, if I asked Qiu Ning to do this, she wouldn't follow me; she disliked the taste. Also, if I went too deep into her mouth, she would definitely spit it out playfully.
Although Qiao Ya's mouth wasn't as comfortable as Qiu Ning's, she put in all her effort to please me, which moved me deeply. And as her little mouth moved up and down, I felt a surge of desire in my lower body, a feeling of wanting it again rushing to my head.
"Ah...don't stop, faster, faster..."
Qiao Ya lowered her head and licked me quickly, while I placed my hands on her chest, playing with her breasts through her thin clothes. Just as I was about to climax, Qiao Ya suddenly raised her head, grasped my penis and pointed it at Qiu Ning's face, while her hands continued to stroke it forcefully.
With a whoosh, my semen sprayed all over Qiu Ning's face, who was kneeling in front of me. Qiu Ning was still enjoying the pleasure that Sun Yang had given her, which she didn't know was how many times. The white fluid smeared on her eyes and nose, and some even flowed into her slightly parted mouth. Qiu Ning didn't care about the taste she didn't like, and kept panting, enjoying the different feeling than before.
I can't estimate how many seeds of love I shot onto my wife's lovely face. Qiu Ning closed her eyes and mouth to prevent them from getting in, but Sun Yang was fucking her fiercely and slapping her hard. Poor Qiu Ning could only shake her head violently, trying to get the seeds off her face. Qiao Ya also joined in bullying Qiu Ning. One of her hands was rhythmically stroking me, while the other hand reached under Qiu Ning's body and rubbed her nipples. Qiu Ning wanted to scream several times, but she was afraid the seeds on her face would get into her mouth, so she could only breathe heavily. Qiao Ya continued to smear the seeds that had fallen to the ground onto Qiu Ning's face. Qiu Ning's face was already covered in white. I was really afraid that she might suffocate from the dryness.
Then, an unexpected scene unfolded. Qiu Ning suddenly and swiftly licked the area around her mouth with her tongue, her bright red tongue sweeping up her snow-white flesh and sliding down her throat. I was stunned.
I wasn't the only one surprised; Sun Yang was too. He grinned like an owl, saying to me, "This is fucking amazing! It's so tight. You're a lucky guy, buddy." Qiao Ya, leaning against me, loudly encouraged her husband to pour himself full and hard into Qiu Ning. Qiu Ning, meanwhile, arched her back, thrusting back forcefully to meet each of Sun Yang's thrusts.
"Ah, fuck, I, I, I want to fill you up!" Hearing Sun Yang's piercing growls, Qiu Ning cried out in a sweet voice, "Come on, come on... shoot inside, shoot inside!" Sun Yang's hands firmly supported Qiu Ning's slender waist. His body trembled several times as if electrocuted, and he ejaculated his thick, high-speed semen into Qiu Ning's body.
Sun Yang's body went limp, and he slowly breathed heavily, trying to withdraw his penis from Qiu Ning's body. Before he could complete the movement, Qiu Ning had already collapsed limply to the ground, large, glistening beads of sweat condensing on her naked body. When Sun Yang finally withdrew his penis from Qiu Ning's body, Qiu Ning let out a sharp groan, and a "pop" sound, like a champagne cork being popped, came from her lower body.
The revelry in the room finally ended. Sun Yang left Qiu Ning, who was sprawled on the floor, and walked wearily to the living room to smoke. Qiao Ya clung to me, gently nibbling my earlobe. "Come find me. You know when Sun Yang isn't home." Just as I was wondering what was going on, Qiao Ya kissed me on the cheek and ran naked out of the room.
I leaned against the sofa and gradually fell asleep. When I woke up, Sun Yang and Qiu Ning were gone. My lovely wife, Qiu Ning, was sleeping soundly on the floor, a satisfied smile on her rosy cheeks. I had never seen her so adorable.
I woke Qiu Ning up and had her take a shower. Then we both snuggled into bed. I held her, kissed her hair, and lovingly stroked her trembling body.
We embraced deeply, neither of us speaking. After a while, Qiu Ning finally let out a long sigh.
"Honey, I'm so sorry, I lost control today. I have no idea what came over me. I only love you, and I never wanted to do something like that."
"Forget it," I said. "It's all over now, let's not think about it anymore."
"But...but I feel very strange. I want to know why you let Sun Yang come with me. What did he give you?" Qiu Ning kissed my neck.
"There's no reason, I think it's better to have you do a live broadcast in front of me than to see you with a strange man on the DVD. I don't know why you did this, but I love you. If you have your reasons, then do it. Anyway, I think today was very exciting and enjoyable." Qiu Ning smiled and stroked my cheek, saying gently, "Silly boy, that's not me at all, that's Qiao Ya. How can you not even recognize your own wife?"
"But baby, I saw that was definitely you, and there was a ring too. Right after you gave that man oral sex, I really saw the ring on the screen." I tried to find the DVD to verify, but I found that Sun Yang had already taken it away. "Silly girl, that wasn't me at all, that was Qiao Ya wearing my mask." She asked me for help before, and I made a mask of myself out of latex. She also said the ring was really pretty and asked where I bought it, so I took her to buy a similar one. Qiu Ning giggled and poked my forehead with her finger. "But at least you didn't lose out today. That little vixen Qiao Ya has been eyeing you for a long time."
What kind of situation is this? I hugged my dear wife and swore in my heart that I would never believe the plot of pirated DVDs again.

[The End]

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