Make his wife a prostitute

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I'm just an ordinary office worker, leading an unremarkable life, but fortunately, I married a beautiful wife, Xue'er.
My wife Xue'er is an absolute beauty, with a stunning face, fair and rosy skin, a curvaceous figure, and high, firm breasts. Her
slender waist is incredibly delicate, and her long, white legs are smooth and jade-like, making her the envy of many men.
Many of my colleagues envy me for marrying such a beautiful woman, and are also quite jealous and envious of my wife's exceptional figure and face. Many lecherous men often fantasize about her in private.
Especially my boss, Lao Li, a fat, lecherous old man, who often hints that if I were willing to offer my wife for everyone's amusement, a high-ranking position wouldn't be a problem.
As her husband, I naturally and firmly refuse such a decision to sell my wife for personal gain, thus offending that old geezer. So he often comes up with tricky questions or difficult tasks to mess with me, and if I don't do well, I inevitably get a scolding.
Like this time, our company got a very important client, Mr. Wang, who is our biggest client we've recently received, worth billions. If we handle this, it could be equivalent to half a year's revenue for our company.
So Lao Li deliberately dumped this most important and difficult case on me, because if I messed up with such an important client, the job would be lost, and if I succeeded, he, as my boss, would almost certainly get the most credit. So cunning, how could he let such a great opportunity slip by?
Sure enough, the day after the case came in, he called me in and said, "Xiao Zhao, our company has a very important client this time. You have to treat him well."
"Such a big case, I, as a low-level employee, might not be able to handle it well. Can someone else be assigned?" It was a serious matter, and I wanted to decline.
Unexpectedly, his expression immediately changed, and he said, "Just do what I tell you to do! Stop with the nonsense! What's the point of keeping you around if you can't even handle something this simple? Get out!"
I was scolded and slunk away, but before I left, I heard him say with a lewd grin, "Of course, if you're willing to listen to my previous suggestion and share the good stuff with everyone, then we can discuss this further. After all, women are like clothes, once they're ruined..."
"Bang!" I heard this and left without looking back, slamming the door shut behind me. I imagine his face must have been grim.
I heard that Mr. Wang is extremely lecherous, often going to nightclubs and hotels, and when he's really into it, he'll drag a group of people to karaoke bars.
To cater to his tastes, I had to find a well-known hotel nearby to entertain him, but somehow word got out to my wife.
My wife is beautiful, but she's incredibly jealous and very strict; she won't tolerate even the slightest infidelity.
That night when I got home, she argued with me. The argument escalated to the point where, because it was work, I could go, but she insisted on monitoring me from the sidelines. But the private room was enclosed; there was no way anyone outside could see inside.
Finally, after her nagging, we came up with a
half-baked solution: she would pretend to be a hostess and sneak in. Luckily, the hostesses at that hotel only offered smiles, not sex, and of course, they wouldn't take anyone outside. I knew the madam of that establishment through some connections
,
so despite her reluctant expression, I accepted a bribe and reluctantly agreed. ********** ...
After discussing business with him, it was already evening, the peak of nightlife, with entertainment centers bustling with lights and activity.
I pretended to glance at my watch and then offered a seemingly solicitous suggestion: "Mr. Wang, it's kind of you to travel all this way to our company, so we've specially found a nice bar to welcome you tonight. Do you have time?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang's previously impatient expression, stemming from the business discussion, immediately vanished, replaced by an excited flush. He patted my shoulder happily and said, "You're a good kid, you've got potential! Of course, no problem, let's go now, haha!"
********** ... Because this place is both a hotel and a nightclub, it naturally attracts many clients looking for cheap prostitutes. Many women also indulge in revelry while getting drunk, and everyone present seems unusually excited. The women in the nightclub always dress extremely seductively and sexily, swaying their beautiful bodies provocatively on the dance floor. Men and women, amidst the electronic music and the influence of alcohol, dance wildly. Occasionally, you can see scantily clad women and men in the dimly lit, flickering lights, their beautiful bodies swaying against the men's waists to the rhythm of the music. Amidst the ubiquitous sexy women and the faint smell of alcohol, Mr. Wang became unusually energetic. I, however, was choked by the smell of alcohol and drugs, my brow furrowing. Shortly after we entered the private room, the madam brought over the girls. Most of them were of average appearance, more alluring than anything else, but their air of prostitution was obvious, except for the last one who came in. They were a group of voluptuous, alluring, and slender sexy women, wearing low-cut short tops that exposed half of their snow-white breasts. Their large, full breasts, squeezed by the tops, had deep cleavage, seemingly about to burst. Two grape-sized, erect nipples protruded from their tops, and looking into the deep cleavage, one couldn't help but want to peek at the snow-white, full orbs beneath the thin fabric. Adding to this, they wore short skirts that barely covered their buttocks, revealing their long, slender, and supple white thighs, arousing men's most primal desires. Who was she? Needless to say, it was my most prized wife, Xiaoxue. Standing among that group of heavily made-up sex workers, she was clearly the difference between a swan and an ugly duckling. Everyone's eyes were drawn to Xiaoxue's exposed white breasts, and I was no exception; after all, it was the first time I had seen Xiaoxue dressed so seductively. Some of the men even let out slightly hoarse growls, drool dripping from the corners of their mouths. However, Mr. Wang's reaction was a bit peculiar. At first, like everyone else, his eyes lit up, but after watching for a while, he revealed a thoughtful look, and then gave me a meaningful glance. Under the men's gazes, Xue'er smiled seductively and sat directly in my lap, pretending to breathe in my ear, saying, "Darling, this is my first time dressing up as a hostess, did I look good?" I pretended to hug her affectionately, but whispered in her ear, "Yes, very good. You could switch to this line of work if you wanted." Xue'er giggled and punched my chest, saying, "You're so naughty~ But this is my first time dressing up as a hostess, and I thought that the more revealing the hostess's clothes were, the better, so I didn't wear a bra. Is that okay?" In this environment, I wasn't really sure, and could only vaguely say, "I guess so." After the hostess came in, there were five men and five women in the private room, a total of 10 people.

Throughout the meal, Mr. Wang's gaze kept drifting towards Xiaoxue. When we noticed, he pretended not to care and continued drinking.
Halfway through, Mr. Wang went to the restroom and returned with a plastic bag containing a white powder.
He then mysteriously poured some powder from the bag. When someone asked what it was, Mr. Wang smiled slyly and said, "This stuff makes you really high, and it's not addictive. It's even good for your health. Come on, everyone, try some!"
He then poured some into everyone's glasses, including his own. After filling his glass, he took a small sip, then lay down on the sofa, his expression sickly, making his already aged appearance even more listless.
Seeing that nothing seemed wrong, the others joined in the drinking, and everyone clinked glasses.
Although I felt uneasy seeing Mr. Wang's demeanor, after actually drinking it, aside from a slight feeling of excitement, I didn't think much of it and didn't pay much attention.
Xiaoxue, being a light drinker, only had a sip or two before stopping.
What followed was a chaotic drinking battle, with Boss Wang constantly adding white powder to our drinks to make it even more exciting.
By the end, everyone was quite drunk and starting to ramble.
After countless drinks, I suddenly felt an indescribable sensation creeping over me, a dizzying feeling that left me weak and powerless. But after a while, I felt a growing heat and excitement, which intensified. Opening my eyes, I could even see several figures and lights overlapping before me. Something
felt strange. Suddenly, the rumored "Ma Gu" came to mind—a drug similar to ecstasy, said to stimulate libido, induce hallucinations, and provide continuous orgasms without fatigue.
Could this be…?
I jerked my eyes open, ready to warn everyone, only to find that heavy metal music had started playing unnoticed. Under the influence of alcohol and drugs, men and women alike had stripped off their outer garments and were dancing to the beat.
Suddenly, a pair of apricot-red lips, reeking of alcohol, kissed me. I looked down and saw it was a hostess sitting nearby; she seemed drunk.
Her face, so close to mine, was heavily made up, revealing a striking beauty. Her sexy body was partially concealed by her revealing clothes, but her long career as a hostess had left her with a rouge-like odor and an undeniable, alluring scent.
I initially tried to push her away, but as the music quickened, my heart pounded uncontrollably with the heat that filled my body and the rhythm of the music.
Especially when I saw the scantily clad woman on top of me, her neckline plunging so low that her bra was almost exposed, her large breasts practically bursting out. Seeing that Xiaoxue wasn't looking this way anymore, I couldn't resist secretly reaching out to touch her.
At that moment, a glint of triumphant cunning flashed in Mr. Wang's eyes. He then feigned friendliness and said to Xiaoxue, "Beautiful lady, would you like to sit next to me? Come and have a drink with your uncle. Whatever you want, I can give you." Damn, at his age, still calling himself "uncle"? How disgusting!
Xiaoxue was the only one sober in the room at that moment. Her face immediately changed, and she looked down at me pleadingly, only to see a voluptuous woman pressed tightly against me, my hand on her ample breasts.
As soon as I saw Xiaoxue looking at me, I tensed up and unconsciously squeezed her breasts. The beautiful woman on top of me immediately let out a soft, seductive moan. "Hmm~!"
Xiaoxue trembled with anger at the sight, her expression revealing a fierce intent. She turned back and said to Boss Wang with a fawning smile, "Okay~ Thank you, Boss Wang!"
She then sat down next to him, her petite body half-leaning against him, making the old man's greasy face practically drip with laughter.
I, on the other hand, could only sit there bitterly in my seat, irritably pushing away the disgustingly heavily made-up woman on top of me. I decided to have a drink myself, forgetting about drugs for now; drowning my sorrows in alcohol was more important.
After Xiaoxue sat down next to Boss Wang, he became even more excited. He opened another bottle of wine, added more white powder, and poured a glass, inviting Xiaoxue to drink with him.
Xiaoxue downed it in one gulp, as if in a fit of pique, completely ignoring my veiled hints and whispered explanations.
After Xiaoxue finished, Boss Wang poured her another glass, which she also downed. She just kept drinking glass after glass.
Then someone suggested playing the King's Game. I thought to myself, "How old are we to play this kind of game?" But everyone was already having a blast, and whatever they said was fine. I just went with the majority.
However, this King's Game was a bit special. To prevent anyone from making excessive demands, those who couldn't comply could be punished by drinking alcohol.
Most of the hostesses had also worked as prostitutes, so they were all very open about it. The men came here to find excitement they couldn't find at home, so they dared to do almost anything between the men and women.
And as everyone got more and more excited, the demands became more and more erotic and stimulating.
From kissing, touching breasts, and touching buttocks at the beginning, to later demands like dancing with exposed breasts, doing M-shaped legs without underwear, all sorts of demands appeared one after another, and eventually even striptease was introduced.
However, those hostesses were indeed different. They were also doing striptease, but their performances were far more erotic. They actually stripped completely for everyone to see. But before they could even put their clothes back on, a drunk man pounced on them. The hostess seemed unconcerned; emboldened by the alcohol and the surrounding environment, she straddled the man's waist in front of everyone. Her snow-white, naked buttocks swayed rhythmically up and down in the dark private room, her two beautiful legs in high-heeled sandals and fishnet stockings tightly gripping the man's waist and swaying with him.
Seeing this lewd scene, the men began to grope the hostesses around them.
The hostesses merely giggled and scolded the men who were touching them, without actually stopping them.
Seeing this, I felt a strange unease and couldn't help but glance down at Xiaoxue. When I saw Xiaoxue's body slumped against the sofa, her eyes hazy, her cheeks slightly flushed—clearly unable to hold her liquor—I breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, when we were drawn by lot, most of our choices were drinking. Xiaoxue and I are both married, especially in a public setting facing each other; we couldn't possibly go too far.
Xiaoxue doesn't drink often, and given her earlier heavy drinking out of jealousy, it's understandable she got drunk.
This seemed fine, but as soon as the neon lights of the dance hall dimmed, I suddenly noticed a trickle of liquid from the corner of Xiaoxue's mouth, and her lips were moving as if she were panting.
Why was she panting? Wasn't it hot here?
I stared at her, and suddenly saw her pale thighs under her short skirt twitching slightly, and there was an obvious, abnormal bulge twitching frequently inside.
I was startled and looked up along the bulge in the skirt. In the dim light of the private room, I could vaguely see half of Mr. Wang's hand, which was supporting Xiaoxue's waist, hidden inside her skirt, wriggling incessantly.
My heart skipped a beat. I immediately pretended to pick something up and peeked under the table, but what I saw almost made my nose bleed.
A black, ultra-thin thong was hanging on her snow-white legs, and inside the skirt, on the inner thighs covered in clear, glistening fluid, a wet, fat finger suddenly emerged from between Xiaoxue's snow-white legs, then disappeared with lightning speed between her thighs.
Xiaoxue's snow-white, plump thighs trembled slightly beneath her skirt.
I could almost hear her faint moans in the noisy, chaotic private room.
Sitting back down, I saw Xiaoxue's lifeless eyes; she was likely half-willingly, half-forced into this humiliation under the influence of alcohol.
I wanted to stop her, but I couldn't find a legitimate reason. After all, if she really was a hostess, it had nothing to do with me, so why should I stop her?
Fueled by this stimulation mixed with resentment, I kept drinking, glass after glass. After a few more drinks, my mind began to go blank, filled with heavy metal music and the laughter of men and women in the hotel. My
hazy eyes looked towards Xiaoxue; she was clearly unable to hold on any longer. Her white body lay limply on the sofa, her hands gripping it tightly.
Her eyes seemed veiled with tears, her cheeks flushed, and her two bright red nipples stood erect beneath her tight-fitting shirt.
I closed my eyes and could almost see her familiar, beautiful vulva beneath her skirt, already soaked with her juices, the soft, red flesh churning and pulsating with each thrust of the man's fingers.
Gradually, I felt my breathing become heavier and heavier, my body began to sweat profusely, and my head unconsciously began to nod slightly to the music.
I opened my eyes and saw the bar girl who had just forcibly kissed me; she was now so high that she had opened her blouse, revealing the white skin of her breasts and her bright orange bra.
My penis hardened instantly, and I pulled her between my legs, unbuckled my belt, and the woman let out a muffled sound. Then, her long, sweat-drenched hair swayed as she took my burning passion into her mouth and began to suckle fiercely.
I watched my wife sitting opposite me, her face growing increasingly red and her breathing increasingly labored, while another woman below me had my entire penis in her mouth, her tongue unconsciously teasing the tip of my penis.
A strange sense of excitement shot from my spine to my brain.
This reacted by thrusting my erect penis forward, hitting the throat of the woman beneath me. She groaned in pain, and I began to thrust wildly, ejaculating completely. I
not only got it all over her mouth, but also on her cheeks, hair, and even her fair skin and bra.
After ejaculating, my mind cleared slightly, and I began to feel something was off. The people in the private room seemed unusually excited, which couldn't be just from the alcohol.
However, the game of "King" continued. This time, it was the stripper's turn to be "King." Although she had put her clothes back on, traces of their recent lovemaking were still faintly visible between her parted legs, and the man she had just finished with was still lying naked on the sofa.
To get revenge on everyone, she deliberately made the same request this time, but this time she drew Xiaoxue's name.
At this moment, I saw that Mr. Wang's thrusting under Xue'er's skirt had noticeably quickened, making Xue'er breathe even more heavily, her rosy face appearing even more radiant.
"Oh...! I can't take it anymore! I can't... anymore." Suddenly, I heard Xue'er let out a low, seductive moan, unable to suppress it. Then she tightly gripped Mr. Wang's hand inside her skirt, her snow-white legs clamping together and beginning to twitch slightly.
"Is it that you can't continue drinking or dancing? Answer me clearly, okay?" the woman accompanying the king said somewhat discontentedly.
At this moment, Mr. Wang's insincere voice came: "I think she's probably drunk, so she can just go on stage and take off her clothes. But Xiao Hui, could you help her take them off? Because I think she's about to pass out." It turned out that the woman accompanying the king was named Xiao Hui. Mr. Wang said this on the surface, but his hand inside Xue'er's skirt clearly tightened its grip.
"Ah...! Really... really... I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoxue's body trembled faster and faster, then suddenly her body tensed, arching upwards like a jade bow, letting out a high-pitched scream.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to her. Anyone with eyes could understand what Boss Wang and Xue'er had just been doing.
Her short skirt had been pulled up to her thighs, revealing her snow-white, alabaster-like abdomen, and her tender, red vulva, dripping with lustful fluid, throbbing wetly under the light.
The men's greedy gazes were immediately focused on that area, their eyes filled with lust. Some of the hostesses were even privately cursing her as a "slut!"
Xiaohui was initially reluctant when she heard Boss Wang's request, but when Boss Wang walked up to her with a wad of banknotes in his hand, her expression immediately turned obsequious. Even when Boss Wang handed her the packet of white powder he had just given her and said something, she kept nodding and saying it was no problem.
Then she walked over to Xiaoxue's side, looking at Xiaoxue slumped on the sofa, seemingly still reeling from her orgasm, and at the thong hanging from her leg.
She gave a disdainful laugh, then ripped off the thong from Xiaoxue's leg, and dragged the still-reeling Xiaoxue onto the stage. As soon as
Xiaohui and Xiaoxue stepped onto the stage, they received enthusiastic applause.
The crowd shouted excitedly, "Take it off! Take it off! Take it off! Take it off…"
At that moment, as Xiaoxue's husband, I should have jumped out and stopped them at all costs, but instead, I was completely drunk.
Thoughts of Boss Wang, Xue'er, and the company were thrown to the winds in a strange heat and excitement, and this feeling intensified after drinking the liquor laced with white powder.
My blood surged with increasing arousal, my heart pounding with the increasingly intense heavy metal music, feeling as if it would leap out of my chest at any moment.
I started twisting and shaking, trying my best to shake off the unbearable excitement and heat within me.
Suddenly, I noticed the woman who had just given me oral sex. She seemed to still be in shock, slumped on the sofa, even the white discharge around her red lips still unwiped.
Looking at her face, it gradually overlapped with Xiaoxue's image, and in a daze, Xiaoxue seemed to be sitting there.
Then, ignoring her struggles, I pulled her onto my lap, murmuring, "Xiaoxue~", and roughly pulled open her blouse, flipping up her orange bra.
The woman seemed startled. In the reflection of her eyes, I saw that my face was flushed, my eyes bloodshot, like a beast in heat, my eyes filled with desire, and the veins on my arms bulging.
She seemed afraid and wanted to leave me, but I held her even tighter.
In the dim light, I saw that as the woman struggled, a pair of pear-shaped, white, tender breasts sprang out from her torn clothes, the nipples on their glistening red areolas erect, clearly bearing the marks of countless men's biting and ravaging.
But at this moment, I couldn't care less about that; my penis, having just ejaculated, was even harder and hotter than before, bouncing with the rise and fall of my chest.
I buried my face in the barmaid's ample breasts, kissing and sucking, then slipped one hand under her miniskirt, pulled aside her panties, and began to ravage her between her legs with my fingers.
"Uh...uh...ah...drink...woo woo woo ah...mmm woo..." The glamorous barmaid cooperated with me, taut her plump buttocks, moaning weakly. Under the light, murky, lustful fluids flowed all over my arm.
At
this moment, Xiaoxue's body had already been supported by Xiaohui, and she was posing in various charming and seductive ways. Under the manipulation of Xiaohui's slender fingers, the strap of her short shirt slipped off in full view of everyone.
For the first time, my wife's snow-white skin, exposed beneath her bare arms and her delicate, firm breasts, were revealed to the lustful gazes of the men.
Xiaoxue's short skirt, already soaked with her own fluids from the audience, now clung tightly to her alluring, pert buttocks, the slit in the middle of the skirt outlining the contours of her tempting vulva.
It was impossible not to imagine the soft, smooth flesh inside her.
Suddenly, Xiaohui's slender hands slid down Xiaoxue's curvaceous body, reaching her flat stomach and slipping under her skirt through her waistband, openly exploring the secret beneath her skirt under the burning gazes of the crowd.
"Mmm…" The unconscious Xiaoxue, held captive by Xiaohui's body, struggled slightly, her slender legs outstretched.
But these slight struggles were clearly futile. Xiao Hui easily parted Xiao Xue's snow-white thighs; her hands began to move lightly inside Xiao Xue's short skirt, her fingers moving, clearly having already entered the woman's mysterious flower path.
Then, Xiao Hui simply released her hands from Xiao Xue's waist, letting her lean against her body, and moved both hands to Xiao Xue's round, plump buttocks, suddenly stimulating the flower valley between her legs.
"Ah...oh...so...hot...so...uncomfortable...ah...ahhh..." The semi-conscious Xiao Xue's body became weaker and weaker as she was being manipulated, her head tilted back slightly, and she let out indistinct moans.
At this moment, the crowd below the stage started shouting again, "...Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...take it off! Take it off!...oh...oh...oh...oh..."
But Xiao Xue seemed to feel something at this moment, her hands subconsciously tightening around her belt, not letting Xiao Hui take it off.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, Xiao Hui's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Her thrusts became faster and harder, and Xiao Xue's delicate body involuntarily writhed, her pert buttocks swaying gently to the rhythm.
Her other hand forcefully tore at Xiao Xue's skirt. With a slight tearing sound, Xiao Xue's short skirt was ripped open from bottom to top, leaving only a tattered piece of cloth around her waist. The most mysterious and alluring part of the woman beneath the skirt was suddenly exposed to everyone's gaze.
For a moment, everyone involuntarily held their breath. Even those who were moving around couldn't help but glance at Xiao Xue's glistening, snow-white crotch.
This brief silence made me pause, my gaze drifting towards the stage.
Unexpectedly, what I saw shocked me, and all my drunkenness vanished. Xiao Xue's most delicate and private vulva was now completely exposed in the dimly lit private room.
Under the light, I could almost see Xiaoxue's two long, narrow, and vibrant red labia, nestled between her snow-white thighs, with pink flesh in the center.
The soft, tender flesh between the labia was like a small mouth, swallowing two slender fingers, and glistening, lascivious fluid was flowing from the cleft.
I immediately struggled to get up and stop the absurd thing happening on the stage, but the woman sitting on me had somehow already grasped my erect penis, aiming it at her wet crotch, ready to thrust it into her.
I straightened up, ready to stand, just as she entered me. With each up and down movement, I felt my glans suddenly enveloped by a hot, moist cavity. My newly erect penis, squeezed by that tight, narrow flower, immediately throbbed, and streams of white semen gushed out.
My mind went blank again, my gaze unfocused. Warm semen slowly flowed from the point where the two were joined, and my body, which had been trying to lift itself, fell heavily back down.
At this moment, Xiaoxue, feeling a chill in her lower body, gradually opened her hazy eyes and immediately saw me and the naked woman passionately entwined.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened in anger. In Xiaoxue's eyes, it looked like I was enthusiastically responding to the woman's invitation. Her eyes were so angry they seemed to be spitting fire; if they were real flames, I would probably be burned to a crisp by now.
Xiaohui had some of the white powder that Boss Wang had given her in her hand. She put some into her mouth, and a deep look of intoxication and fascination immediately appeared on her face, her body beginning to tremble slightly.
As Xiaoxue looked at me, her bright red lips kissed her, transferring the powder into her mouth. Her slender fingers grasped the delicate, blooming flower between Xiaoxue's legs, and she couldn't help but squeeze it hard.
Because "Magu" is an extremely potent drug, oral administration has a tenfold or even a hundredfold stronger effect than diluted versions. Combined with the stimulation of alcohol and sex hormones, it could easily turn someone into a lustful sex doll who only knows how to have sex.
"Ugh..." Xiaoxue immediately turned slightly pale, thrusting her hips forward, her whole body twisting wildly. Her jade-like body gradually turned pink, and even her labia minora began to tremble uncontrollably, thick, sticky vaginal fluid constantly seeping from between them.
Everyone held their breath at this sight, even I, as her husband, was no exception, as it was the first time I had ever seen Xiaoxue like this. At this moment, she was like a piece of snow-white flesh on a cutting board, completely at the mercy of others.
However, Xiaohui not only didn't loosen her control over Xiaoxue, but intensified it, thrusting her fingers in and out of Xiaoxue's vagina faster and faster, constantly rubbing her delicate clitoris with her two slender fingers.
I saw that Xiaoxue seemed to have become more sensitive under the influence of drugs. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her clitoris was gradually swelling under Xiaohui's delicate fingers. A captivating blush appeared on her whole body, and she trembled slightly, occasionally letting out soul-stirring moans.
Her vagina was still secreting fluids, and with the thrusting of Xiaohui's fingers, the clear fluid seeped out from Xiaoxue's vulva, which was covered by pubic hair, and dripped onto the ground.
"Ugh... Ah! No... Ah... Ah..." Xiaoxue began to open her mouth and moan softly. Xiaohui seemed to sense that Xiaoxue was about to climax, and intensified the thrusting of her fingers between Xiaoxue's legs. The "splashing" sounds of water could be faintly heard in the hotel room filled with raucous music.
"...I want it!...I can't take it anymore!...I want it!...Ah!~~~!" Suddenly, Xiaoxue threw her head back and screamed incoherently, her body trembling violently before convulsing, her body arching into an alluring curve, her jade-like toes curling tightly.
At this moment, Xiaohui casually removed Xiaoxue's only remaining top and tore off her tattered skirt, leaving Xiaoxue completely naked. Then, she glanced at Xiaoxue disdainfully and arrogantly returned to her seat.
Losing her support, Xiaoxue collapsed limply to the floor, panting slightly, her cheeks flushed, her fair and alluring body slightly reddened in the dim hotel light. Her rosy nipples remained erect after her orgasm, her legs limply slumped on the floor, her crotch wet with fluid.
This stimulating scene, fueled by alcohol and drugs, saw the people in the private room crowding around their partners, figures entwined in the dim light, resembling a chaotic orgy.
At that moment, Mr. Wang, holding a wad of cash, lewdly approached Xiaoxue and said, "Little beauty, interested in coming with me to a horse-riding battle? If you're willing, this wad of cash is yours."
Xiaoxue's gaze didn't linger, landing directly on me, but she saw the woman sitting on my lap, seemingly unsatisfied, still thrusting her plump, white buttocks. My recently ejaculated penis, gripped by her, became erect again. The contrast between those dark and white buttocks was strikingly jarring.
Xiaoxue's mournful eyes gradually turned venomous, and she immediately turned to Mr. Wang, her face flushed, and said, "Okay, let me put on some underwear first, but you can't put it in, or I won't play anymore." It seemed she didn't want to give that old geezer any advantage.
Mr. Wang grinned wickedly: "No problem, little beauty, I won't even need to insert it to make you feel like you're in heaven."
As Xiaoxue walked back to the sofa, countless lewd gazes from men fell upon her naked body, making her fair face flush red.
As soon as she put on her underwear, she was immediately pulled by Boss Wang and pushed halfway to straddle his obese body. Between her jade-like legs lay a fat, greasy old man with hair still growing on his belly.
This was the first time Xiaoxue had openly exposed her flawless body in front of so many people. Her full, firm breasts stood erect, adorned with two tender, alluring nipples, like two red dots in white snow. Her
snow-white, smooth skin shone alluringly under the surrounding laser lights, and her slender waist seemed almost too delicate to be grasped. Between her two long, jade-like legs, a thin thong covered her, concealing her alluring secret.
As her legs parted, her two pink and moist labia were slightly visible, the darkness inside exuding endless allure to the men present.
I saw Mr. Wang use his plump hands to support Xiaoxue's petite body, straddling her and rocking her.
Beneath her pert and alluring buttocks, between her pink legs, a dark, thick penis was being manipulated through a thin thong.
This was the first time Xiaoxue had engaged in this missionary position with a man other than me. Although it wasn't actual intercourse, her smooth lower abdomen pressed tightly against the man's bulging belly, this decadent scene was even more arousing.
Xiaoxue seemed unaware of the stimulation in her lower body or the effects of the drugs mixed in with the alcohol. She gradually began to sway her waist and twist her rounded buttocks with seductive moans, her thighs tightly gripping Mr. Wang's fleshy, white belly.
The wet thong gradually shrank into a thin rope, and although their genitals hadn't yet penetrated, their flesh began to rub against each other, their dark pubic hair becoming tangled.
Xiaoxue's thin thong could no longer contain Wang Zong's monstrous bulge; the glans secreted a little white fluid, which was mixed with her pink labia.
Her pink labia formed a triangle with her smooth, white thighs, vigorously stroking his hot, red penis.
This old man really knows how to play; using Xiaoxue's two plump, white arms to squeeze his burning shaft must be incredibly pleasurable! Even I, her husband, have never enjoyed this treatment.
Suddenly, he picked up his thick penis and aimed it at Xiaoxue's wet, slippery vulva. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I thought he was going to penetrate her. Even though Xiaoxue was unconscious, she vaguely knew what was about to happen and struggled
violently, crying out, "No...don't..." Hearing Xiaoxue's struggle, Mr. Wang didn't force his way in. He only managed to push half of his huge glans in, stretching her labia wide open, before withdrawing it again.
A trickle of vaginal fluid slowly oozed from Xiaoxue's wanton cleft.
Then, Mr. Wang, holding his penis, which was soaked with Xiaoxue's fluids, skillfully rubbed the huge, purplish-red glans against Xiaoxue's clitoris, labia minora, and vaginal opening.
Xiaoxue had just been made to cum all over the floor by Xiaohui's fingers on stage, and although she had climaxed, now, being teased by Mr. Wang like this, her once bright eyes seemed to gradually lose all reason.
With each powerful thrust of Mr. Wang's penis, Xiaoxue's waist began to move automatically, back and forth in response to his movements, tightly intertwined like two perfect parts working together.
Mr. Wang looked at Xiaoxue's half-closed eyes and her helpless yet pleasurable frown, and laughed as he increased his speed. One hand kneaded Xiaoxue's soft breasts, the other held her waist, his penis continuing its frenzied thrusting.
I knew Xiaoxue's body was very sensitive, especially under the influence of the drugs. Mr. Wang's ministrations had gradually aroused her; her eyes were watery, her cheeks flushed, her body soft and yielding, her face radiating undisguised lust. At this moment, she was like a female beast in heat, swaying her round, white buttocks from side to side beneath Mr. Wang, creating waves of flesh.
Mr. Wang, grinning wickedly, placed his thirty-centimeter-long penis between Xiaoxue's buttocks, his hands squeezing her fair, full buttocks, thrusting and rubbing relentlessly.
"Ah... Mr. Wang! You...! You bad guy! Ah...! I hate you...!" The hot friction of the man's penis caused Xiaoxue's pink and alluring vulva to gush with moisture, and she twisted her plump, snow-white buttocks even more frantically. Everything seemed so harmonious.
If you didn't look at their lower bodies, it really looked like a scene of horseback riding and fighting.
Suddenly, the lights in the private room dimmed, and the music from the dance hall outside started playing, with deafening headbanging.
The men in the room also began to swarm around their female companions like flies buzzing around carrion, or they would find the nearest drunken hostess.
The girl next to me had just had an orgasm and was slumped on the sofa, with a drunken man pressing against her body, his buttocks swaying back and forth, and her beautiful legs in black stockings limply draped over his shoulders.
Xiao Hui seemed to be giggling and saying something to the two men beside her. The two men chuckled a few times, patted Xiao Hui's buttocks, and then picked her up and carried her to the restroom. On the way, Xiao Hui was wrapped around a man's neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, shaking wildly, her snow-white breasts bouncing passionately.
"Mmm..." Suddenly I seemed to hear something and turned around.
I saw Xiao Xue with her eyes squinted, fine beads of sweat on her fair forehead. An incessant moan escaped from Xiao Xue's tightly pursed lips. Her tender breasts heaved under the man's hands, and her bare legs had somehow crossed and wrapped tightly around Mr. Wang's waist, lifting and squeezing occasionally.
Slowly, my consciousness returned to my head. The intense excitement grew second by second, and now I could only make some simple judgments. For example, there was a naked woman shaking her head wildly at the entrance of the private room.
I staggered over and grabbed her arm. The woman looked up at me with vacant eyes—I looked at this woman in her thirties, very beautiful, but her body bore the marks of time. Without much thought, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. The woman responded passionately, kissing me wildly for what seemed like an eternity, her lust already aroused.
I grabbed her still-throbbing body and dragged her to the bathroom in the far corner of the private room. It was small, barely enough for two people. I held her against the wall, ripped open her skirt, and found her panties were gone. I parted her pubic hair, pulled out my penis, and thrust it into her murky vagina.
The woman screamed, her head shaking violently. I held her down, thrusting my penis in and out of her vagina rapidly… After what seemed like an eternity, I felt tired, so I left the woman in the bathroom and came out.
Upon exiting, I saw Mr. Wang's hairy lower abdomen still colliding frequently with Xiaoxue's pink, glistening hips, the sounds of their flesh slapping against each other creating a series of lewd noises.
"Do you like this position, little beauty?" I thought I heard Mr. Wang's lewd laughter. Then, he lifted Xiaoxue's buttocks up halfway before grabbing her soft, fleshy bottom and slamming it down.
Xiaoxue frowned, seemingly still unaccustomed to this position. She could only tightly hug Mr. Wang's back with both hands, her legs bent and wrapped around his waist, leaning forward, biting her lower lip with her cherry lips and white teeth to keep quiet. Her round buttocks swayed back and forth with the frequency of Mr. Wang's thrusts.
I watched as Xiaoxue's upturned lips and flushed cheeks revealed a dreamy look. Her disheveled black hair clung to her snow-white forehead with sweat, and her breasts sometimes clung tightly to President Wang's body and rolled around, and sometimes squeezed into two soft, beautiful mounds of flesh on his plump chest.
An unnamed fire seemed to ignite within me.
Even when Xiaoxue's delicate buds slid against the old man's rough, hairy skin, my lower body would involuntarily throb.
Soon, as Xiaoxue's fragrant buttocks descended, the rhythm of her movements intensified wave after wave.
I seemed to smell Xiaoxue's rich, sweet nectar beginning to overflow from her opening, sliding down the edges of her delicate petals towards her buttocks, not only moistening her groin but also leaving wet marks at the point where our bodies were joined.
Gradually, Mr. Wang's hands began to press firmly against Xiaoxue's plump, white buttocks, his breath coming in short, low gasps, each thrust powerful! Each thrust produced a loud "smack…!" sound, and with each thrust of his hips, Xiaoxue couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
I began to feel something was amiss.
Then, after several dozen thrusts, Mr. Wang suddenly thrust violently a few times. Xiaoxue's naked body was covered with glistening beads of sweat. She automatically raised her legs, hooking them around Mr. Wang's waist, making her lower body more prominent, and twisting her smooth, snow-white, plump buttocks in rhythm.
"Oh...oh...oh...ah—" In the end, Xiaoxue seemed completely out of her mind, her legs trembling and her buttocks swaying. In front of everyone in the private room, saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her bare, pink legs, exposed to the air, flushed pink before drooping limply.
Strange, ordinary intercourse shouldn't be this intense, but why were those two sweating so much? By now, no one was paying attention to them anymore. I couldn't help but move closer to the two on the stage.
I saw Mr. Wang seemingly immersed in the fragrance of Xiaoxue's hair, licking the beads of sweat seeping from Xiaoxue's temples.
"...Don't shoot...ah...inside..." Suddenly I heard Xiaoxue's soft scream, which abruptly made me realize that the penis inserted between Xiaoxue's vagina was not wearing a condom, and Xiaoxue was not using contraception.
Wenying's white and smooth scrotum made a "slap slap...!" sound with the back and forth impact.
I saw that Xiaoxue's wet thong was twisted into a thin rope around her swollen labia, completely losing its function of covering her. Between my wife's bright red labia, a dark and thick old penis was tightly wrapped. A large amount of filthy vaginal fluid was constantly flowing out from the slit between the two of them, leaving shiny stains on the inside of their two white thighs.
"Ah...such a tight little hole...it's different from those prostitutes..." As he spoke, Mr. Wang gripped Xiaoxue's slender waist tightly, slightly withdrawing his penis from the embrace of her flesh, and then deeply inserting it into her vagina.
The old man actually wanted to send his essence and his offspring into Xiaoxue's uterus without reservation, to merge with the eggs inside her.
However, when Xiaoxue cried out no, her two snow-white, plump thighs tightly gripped Mr. Wang's waist, as if trying to suck out the old man's blood as well.
In the end, Mr. Wang had also completed the basic male function of animal mating, leaving only his penis, which was gradually shrinking between Xiaoxue's legs, and the white, cloudy semen continuously flowing from Xiaoxue's honey hole...

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