Married woman being played

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After a two-month business trip, I finally returned home. The moment my wife opened the bedroom door, I pounced on her, kicking the door shut behind me.
I quickly pushed her onto the bed, and after a flurry of kisses and groping, she was already panting heavily. I swiftly disarmed her, admiring her curvaceous, fair body, and then eagerly pressed myself against her, gripping my rock-hard penis and rotating it at the entrance of her vagina. Suddenly, my wife pulled herself down from between my legs and took my penis into her mouth, sucking it hungrily. That's how she is; she always prepares me before sex, making me incredibly wet without any foreplay.
She skillfully licked from my penis to my testicles, then looked at me with her big eyes and asked sweetly, "Honey, do you want me to lick your asshole?" Of course, I did. She knew perfectly well; she was just being coy.
I smiled at her, and she obediently moved down a few more inches. Suddenly, I felt something wet brush against my anus. Her tongue deftly licked around my anus a few times before forcefully pushing the tip inside.
Watching a beautiful woman lick my anus felt incredibly pleasurable, even though she was already my wife. I thought to myself, and then, pulling her hair, I forced her head down towards my lower body. Her beautiful eyes glanced at me, holding a hint of masochistic sorrow, a touch of intoxicated lust, and a dash of unbridled indulgence.
After a while, I roughly pulled my wife's hair up, pounced on her, and thrust my thick, engorged penis into her already slippery, tender vagina. I held her with my left hand, while my right hand cruelly kneaded her breasts, pinching them until they left red marks. My wife let out painful yet stimulating moans, writhing beneath me.
My right hand was already touching her buttocks—my wife's waist was only 1.9 feet, but her buttocks were large, arousing to look at, and felt very comfortable to squeeze. I rubbed my wife's breasts while slowly fucking her, each time pulling out until only a few inches of my glans were inside her vagina, and then thrusting my penis all the way in.
I licked her earlobe and whispered, "Did you miss me?"
"Yes..."
"Where did you miss the most?"
"Your penis..."
"How so?"
"I wanted it to fuck my vagina..."
"You're such a slut."
"Yes, I'm a bitch..."
"Have you been fucked by anyone else while I was away?"
This was a question I often asked when I came back from business trips, and every time she would seriously tell me no, saying that she loved me so much and would never let anyone else fuck her. Unexpectedly, this time when I asked, her body suddenly stiffened and stopped twisting, then she turned her face away and started sobbing.
I realized that something was wrong; she must have been fucked by a man! I was both angry and anxious, but I remained outwardly calm.
"Did someone sleep with you?"
My wife sobbed, finally managing to nod, her face turned away, avoiding my gaze.
"Who did it to you?"
"...Someone you don't know."
"Who?"
"...One of my clients..."
Urged on by me, my wife tearfully recounted her infidelity.
My beautiful wife works in sales at an insurance company. She's always busy with clients, and naturally, there's a long line of men interested in her. She's well aware of this; navigating these men's worlds involves exploiting their lust for profit, while maintaining a perfect balance, leaving them with only fantasies and no opportunity.
Among these men, my wife has feelings for a few, but because of me, nothing has progressed further; after all, she still loves me. It was while I was away on a business trip that a man named Ali launched a strong offensive against her. Although she initially didn't accept, she was secretly pleased. After being married for so long (actually only three years), the fact that a man was still infatuated with her, especially a rather handsome one, still made her secretly happy.
One evening, Ali invited my wife to dinner, but she couldn't make it due to another engagement. Ali asked her where she was going, and she, thinking he was just asking casually, told him. When she arrived at the restaurant, she found Ali already waiting with a smile at the next table. She was instantly moved, realizing she might be falling for him.
Throughout the meal, she could feel Ali's affectionate gaze constantly lingering on her, while everyone else remained oblivious. During the meal, my wife was given quite a bit of alcohol. Near the end, she got up to use the restroom, but upon emerging, she was suddenly pulled into the stairwell. Looking closely, she saw it was Ali.
Without a word, Ali grabbed my wife and passionately kissed her. She was shocked, delighted, and frightened, yet powerless to resist his kisses. (Hearing my wife being forcibly kissed without resistance, I thought to myself, "Oh no, I'm doomed," feeling a pang of unease, yet also a strange, indescribable thrill, and wanted to hear more.)
My wife told Ali she had to return to her table, but Ali wouldn't let her go unless she accompanied him to a bar that night. Reluctantly, she agreed. After the meal, she hurriedly excused herself and was led to the car by Ali. Before she knew it, the car had stopped at his house. My wife knew what was about to happen, but her month-long abstinence and her feelings for Ali made her tell herself she'd just stay a bit.
On the sofa in Ali's house, Ali embraced my wife, kissing and caressing her body. In the dim light, he stripped her down to her underwear, then carried her to the bed like a trophy. His hand slipped under her bra, grasping and kneading her breasts wantonly. Then he pulled down her thong, pushing aside the small piece of fabric barely covering her vulva, and his large hand reached between her labia majora and thighs, his fingers gently stroking her clitoris.
My wife felt as if she'd been struck by lightning; her mind instantly cleared, and she struggled, saying, "No, I have a husband!"
Ali whispered in my wife's ear, "What does it matter?" He kissed her earlobe relentlessly while his fingers skillfully circled her clitoris.
"No...please don't...I'm married...um...really no...I don't want to betray my husband...please..."
The wife's desperate pleas, accompanied by moans, further fueled the man's lust. Ignoring her struggles, Ali forcibly removed her bra, then pulled down her panties with both hands. The wife desperately clung to the two thin strings to escape, and with a soft "snap," her panties tore.
Ali pounced on her, and the wife still put up a final resistance. Ali grabbed her hands, raised them above her head and crossed them, then grabbed both her wrists with one hand. In the struggle, Ali spread her legs apart, and she felt his penis thrust against her entrance.
Finally, her legs were pinned down, and then she felt herself being forcefully penetrated. Opening her eyes, she saw the man's face filled with victorious satisfaction. The wife was filled with guilt for betraying him, and tears suddenly welled up uncontrollably. At the same time, she desperately stopped resisting.
Seeing that his wife had resigned herself to her fate, Ali released her hands and began to fully enjoy her alluring body. His penis was thick, long, and firm, and his thrusts were powerful yet skillful. Gradually, his wife began to lose herself in pleasure. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her legs began to move involuntarily, accompanied by captivating moans.
Ali got up and placed a pillow under his wife's waist. His wife slightly raised her hips to cooperate, and he gently lifted her two slender, beautiful legs onto his shoulders. His wife squeezed his neck tightly, pulling him towards her body. Ali, however, withdrew his penis from his wife's vagina, deliberately not inserting it, but instead thrusting it randomly against her vulva. His wife's beautiful brows furrowed, and she moaned loudly, yet was too embarrassed to speak.
Ali was determined to completely conquer the wife beneath him, and asked gently, "Want it?"
"...Mmm." His wife mustered her courage and hummed in response, her face flushing red, even her ears turning red.
"Want what?"
"...You...you know!"
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I want your…that…”
“Which one?”
“…Cock…cock.” My wife struggled to utter the lewd words in front of the man.
Ali inserted the head of his penis into my wife’s vagina, but didn’t go any deeper. He rotated and rubbed the head of his penis against the shallow part of her vagina while continuing to verbally abuse my wife.
“Say ‘dick.’”
“…” My wife struggled painfully in the face of intense physical desire.
“Say it!”
“Mmm…mmm…dick.” My wife turned her head away in embarrassment, burying her face in the pillow.
“Say you want my cock.”
“I want…your cock.” My wife’s voice was almost inaudible from the pile of pillows.
“Louder!”
“I want your cock!”
“Is that all you’ve got? Louder!”
“I want your cock!!” My wife couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted back.
Ali laughed loudly and suddenly thrust his penis all the way in, stimulating my wife to open her mouth into an O shape and let out a deafening scream.
Ali grabbed my wife’s two thighs and fucked her wildly, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. Once my wife started moaning, she couldn't stop, which only fueled his vigorous thrusting. A moment later, he flipped her over like a toy, pulling her up by the waist. She tried to lift her head, but he pushed her back down, leaving her head and feet on the bed, only her buttocks sticking up high.
His weapon pierced her again from behind, and in the throes of overwhelming pleasure, my wife remained in this most shameful position, allowing herself to be violated. The immense sense of accomplishment from finally getting his hands on the beautiful young woman he had been longing for filled Ali with boundless energy. His thick, hard penis, as hard as iron, thrust into my wife, bringing her unparalleled pleasure. She moaned incessantly, "Oh...baby, so good! Don't stop!"
Ali laughed as he thrust, "How do I compare to your husband?"
"Your dick is bigger than his! Oh...big balls!"
"Call me husband."
"Mmm...Lili...husband...big dick husband...you're my husband! Fuck me! Husband, fuck me!"
"Didn't you say you didn't want it just now?"
"Just now...I didn't know you had such a big dick! Now I know."
Ali was ecstatic: "I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"
"Okay, fuck me! Fuck me! Lili, I'll let you fuck me every day from now on!"
"Okay, I like playing with other people's wives! Use them as my sex toys, let me vent!"
“Okay! Oh…oh…whatever you want, I’ll give it to you! Let you vent your lust. Fuck me! Oh…faster! Husband, I’m coming again!”
After an hour of sprinting, Ali was already exhausted, but upon hearing this, he was greatly invigorated and frantically thrust into my wife’s swollen and red cunt. My wife screamed hoarsely, “Lili, my good husband, fuck me to death! Shoot inside me, get me pregnant! I’ll give you a son!”
“Okay, I’m going to get you pregnant and make your husband a cuckold! I’ll fuck you to death! Oh…oh…”
Ali and my wife orgasmed almost simultaneously, his thick semen gushing out, shooting into my wife’s uterus. Her vagina throbbed with pleasure, the orgasm shooting straight from her vaginal opening to her abdomen, stimulating her so much that even her toes were spasming.
Ali thrust for another thirty or so times before finally ejaculating. My wife was so moved that she immediately turned around and took his still-erect penis into her mouth, licking up every last drop of semen.
In the two weeks that followed, Ali slept with my wife countless times, and she grew increasingly infatuated with him. However, Ali then hooked up with another beautiful woman, even prettier and younger than my wife, with a supposedly devilish figure (my wife's breasts aren't particularly large). He then dumped my wife.
My wife had thought Ali loved her and that's why she slept with him, but being played like this, she was naturally filled with remorse and regret. So when I came back and asked her about it, she completely broke down.
I was shocked and furious (though also quite excited), but knowing my wife was naturally promiscuous, and besides, this wasn't the first time she'd been with someone else, I was helpless. I just whipped her with a belt, made her kneel on the floor for two hours as punishment, and made her promise to allow me to sleep with a woman too.
Hmph, I'll get my revenge. Sure enough, not long after, I slept with one of my beautiful subordinates at work, a woman named Lili. She had huge breasts and belonged to the "big breasts, no brains" type. As I pinned Lili down on my desk in the empty office at night and fucked her hard, watching her famous breasts bounce wildly, my mind was filled with the thrill of revenge.
Later, when Lili wasn't looking, I secretly called my wife's cell phone, letting her hear what I was doing. That day when I got home, my wife's eyes were red and she wouldn't speak to me. That night, I wanted to have sex with her, but she wouldn't let me, until I raped her and had my way with her, and then she returned to normal. Oh right, I forgot to tell her, there's still Lili's vaginal fluid on my penis that I haven't wiped off.

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