Huifang was fucked by the bureau chief.

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First, let me introduce my wife. My wife's name is Huifang, and she's 26 years old. She's very beautiful: she has big, bright eyes, cherry-like lips, fair and delicate skin, and long, black hair. I heard she was a famous beauty in our area when she was young. That evening, my wife prepared some gifts, put on light makeup, changed into a tank top, and sprayed on some perfume. She really looked like a princess. She kept asking me if I looked good, and I kept saying, "Wife, you're so beautiful!" She smiled happily, said goodbye, and left. Who knew she'd be gone for two hours? When she came home, I noticed she seemed flustered, and she avoided eye contact with me. Two blushes appeared on her rosy cheeks, making her look incredibly delicate. I asked her how it went, and she stammered that it was almost done. Then she turned and went into the room, sat in front of the mirror, and took out some cosmetics. That's when I noticed that her hair was a bit messy, and her lipstick was gone, with some even smeared on the corners of her mouth. I suddenly had a guess: could it be...? Even the scene of my wife at the stationmaster's place flashed before my eyes, but strangely, thinking about it made my penis hard, and I felt really excited. In the following days, my wife always made time to go out at night, and each time she dressed up beautifully. After going out a couple of times, I became suspicious. One night she said she had something to do and had to go out, and I quickly said, "Okay, I was just thinking of reading a book by myself." She smiled and went out the door. I waited for her for two minutes and then hurriedly followed her out. She seemed a little nervous, looking around from time to time. Luckily, I hid well and she didn't see me. I followed her like this for more than ten minutes until I saw her enter a residential building. I had no choice but to wait outside. A moment later, I saw the stationmaster's car pull up, and he hurriedly got out and went into the small building. I knew the stationmaster before; he had eaten at my house and had even been investigated for misconduct. He was probably in his fifties, very fat, with a protruding belly, and slightly balding, with only a fringe of hair remaining. His teeth were stained yellow from years of smoking. Seeing him rush into the same room my wife had just gone into, I knew everything. At first, I was furious and really wanted to rush in and confront them, but I didn't know what they would be doing when I went in. Thinking about it, I could almost see the stationmaster pressing heavily on my wife, his purplish-red glans against her delicate labia, and then… As I thought about it, my penis became as hard as iron again. I quickly found a public restroom, fantasized about my wife and the stationmaster having sex, masturbated, ejaculated inside, and then ran home. My wife didn't return for a long time again. I pretended to be reading a book, completely unaware that I had been following her. I wasn't willing to let it go, but I didn't say anything. Lust drove me to take further action. However, a long time passed without any opportunity. My wife continued to go out frequently at night, and I still occasionally followed her. Then one morning, my wife went out to buy groceries. I got up and was drinking my milk when I saw her keys on the table. Casually picking them up to play with, I suddenly noticed a key I hadn't seen before. A thought flashed through my mind: could this be the key to the house where my wife and the stationmaster had sex? So, before my wife returned, I secretly slipped downstairs, went to a stall, and had a key made. Then I returned unnoticed. My wife came back without noticing anything. I tentatively asked, "Honey, I want to see a movie tonight, do you want to come?" My wife said, "I've arranged to meet Aunt Chen at her place tonight. You go see the movie by yourself." "Oh." Just as I expected! That evening, I left early under the pretext of seeing a movie. I jogged to the door, grabbed the key, and easily turned it to open it. Inside, the house was simply furnished and decorated: a large, soft bed, a large sofa, and a home theater system. I pulled a VCD from the CD case on the table; the title alone told me it was an adult film. Despite my young age, I've seen plenty of adult films. I flipped through the case; it was full of them. I took one out, put it in the player, and a Japanese adult film immediately started playing. The female lead was moaning and groaning as the male lead thrust into her. I couldn't resist pulling out my penis and masturbating. Suddenly, the sound of a car woke me. I peered out the window—oh my god, the stationmaster was there, coming upstairs! I panicked: it was too late to run out now, and he knew me. I looked around; the only option was to hide under the large bed. Luckily, the sheet was big enough to cover the bed legs. So I quickly turned off the TV and crawled under the bed. I had just climbed inside when the stationmaster opened the door and came in. He closed the door and took out a pornographic DVD to watch. I didn't dare breathe, but my position was good; I could see everywhere in the room through the gap in the sheets. I saw him sit on the sofa, take out his penis, and I really didn't expect a man in his fifties to have so much energy. His penis was dark, thick, and long, with a huge glans, and the veins on it were bulging. I started to worry about my wife: how would she handle it? The stationmaster played with his penis for a while, and it grew even bigger. I saw him take out a blue pill from his bag, chew it, and swallow it. I thought it was Viagra. I wondered how he would satisfy my wife. Just then, there was a knock on the door. It must be my wife. I saw the stationmaster, with his huge penis still erect, go to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, I heard my wife gasp, her face flushed red with embarrassment, her eyes fixed on that huge penis. The stationmaster pulled her inside, closed the door, and said, "I love you like this. I've fucked you so many times and you're still so shy. Come on, touch me first. I'm going to fuck you to death today." He then pulled Huifang to sit on the sofa, and the two started watching porn together. The stationmaster took Huifang's hand and placed it on his large penis. Huifang gently grasped the hot penis and began to stroke it up and down. The stationmaster, with his large mouth full of yellow teeth, pressed it against Huifang's cherry-like mouth and sucked desperately. His hands weren't idle either; they reached under Huifang's skirt and began to move. I could imagine him rubbing Huifang's clitoris and labia. Soon, I heard Huifang let out a wanton moan. The stationmaster, while rubbing his groin, reached into Huifang's collar with his other hand and grabbed her breasts hard. He grinned and said, "Goodness, you're all wet down there." He grabbed Huifang's hair and said, "Quickly, suck my cock and make me feel good." Huifang obediently lowered her head, grasped the large cock, and opened her rosy lips. I was really worried for her; how could she take such a big cock in her mouth? My wife gently took the purplish-red glans into her mouth and licked the slit with her obedient tongue. The stationmaster let out a deep breath in ecstasy, and with a forceful push, pressed my wife's head down. Huifang's mouth completely took in the eighteen-centimeter-long cock, her lips pressed against the stationmaster's scrotum. But this was really too much for her; her throat made a whimpering sound, but she still nodded up and down diligently, giving the stationmaster oral sex. The station manager grabbed his wife, made her kneel on the ground and give him a blowjob, then reached into Huifang's panties and began to fondle her vulva. Unable to withstand the stimulation, his wife's genitals moved even more vigorously up and down. The station manager enjoyed his wife's oral sex while watching porn; he really knew how to have fun. My penis was already rock hard from the intense stimulation. Huifang gave the station manager oral sex for over ten minutes when he suddenly shouted, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" I saw my wife try to spit out his penis, but he held her head down firmly. "Swallow it, you have to swallow it this time." My wife's throat bobbed, and it took her a while to swallow all the semen. But the station manager didn't let her go. "Take off all your clothes." My wife wiped the semen from her mouth, stood up, and took off her coat and skirt. I then realized that my wife wasn't wearing any underwear. The stationmaster pressed her down on the sofa (thankfully it was the sofa, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see anything!), spreading her two fair and delicate thighs apart, revealing her pink labia. Her pubic hair had even been trimmed, making it look like a young girl's vulva. The stationmaster lowered his head and carefully licked her vulva with his tongue, even pulling back the foreskin to lick her clitoris. His wife trembled all over, moaning incessantly, glistening vaginal fluid flowing down her labia, only to be immediately sucked in by the stationmaster's thick, fleshy lips. After a short while, the stationmaster stood up, his large penis erect like an iron rod, proudly facing his wife's tender, horny vulva. It seemed the Viagra had worked. The stationmaster pressed his penis against his wife's vulva and slowly began to insert it. As he inserted it, a lot of vaginal fluid gushed out, and she began to shake all over, moaning. Soon, his penis was completely inside his wife's vulva. The stationmaster pulled his large penis out quite a bit, and his wife's body relaxed slightly. Then, with lightning speed, he forcefully thrust his penis back into her vagina. This time it went in even deeper, and the stationmaster violently pumped his hips, each thrust deeper and faster than the last. His thick, long penis cruelly pounded into his wife's tender flesh, the pink vaginal walls tightly gripping his black penis, being pulled out and squeezed in again. After a while, the stationmaster...He picked up his wife, saying, "Now we'll play the horse-riding, stick-swallowing position." His wife lifted her snow-white buttocks, gently grasped the stationmaster's large penis, and slowly sat down. The stationmaster vigorously rubbed his wife's breasts from behind, while she began to move her hips up and down on him, thrusting. When she paused to rest, the stationmaster would automatically straighten up from below, ensuring the thrusting didn't stop. This brought his wife to another climax; her mouth was wide open, she gasped for breath, her breasts bouncing with the up-and-down movements. She was completely immersed in the pleasure sex brought her. I bet she would do anything the stationmaster asked her to do now. Sure enough, the stationmaster commanded, "Flip over, crawl like a bitch." He dipped his finger in the vaginal fluid from his wife's pussy, smeared it on her anus, then inserted a finger and began thrusting. After a while, he inserted another. My wife kept moaning. The stationmaster, feeling it was about time, held his glans against her anus and slowly inserted it. My wife cried out even louder, "Slow...slow...a little!" The subsequent thrusting went more smoothly. I couldn't believe the stationmaster would use such a large, black penis to penetrate my wife's small anus. My wife moved her hips, actively helping the stationmaster thrust. She cried out, "Fuck my ass harder, fuck me to death..." The stationmaster began to speed up his thrusting. Her hair flew through the air, her breasts bounced on her chest. A few minutes later, she convulsed again; it seemed she was having another orgasm. Soon after, the stationmaster let out a low growl; it seemed he was about to ejaculate. He looked at Huifang and said, "Slut, come on, your treat is here again." The stationmaster pulled out his penis and immediately moved to Huifang's head, shoving his penis, which had been inside her anus, into her mouth. A large gush of white semen shot into Huifang's mouth, and she immediately began to swallow it. However, the stationmaster ejaculated so much semen that a lot still dripped from Huifang's mouth, onto her breasts, her pubic hair, and finally onto her clitoris. But my wife still tried her best to help the stationmaster ejaculate the remaining semen, swallowing the last drop. She even used her mouth to clean the stationmaster's filthy penis before spitting it out. The stationmaster immediately cupped her face in his hands and greedily sucked on her cherry-like lips with his large mouth, full of yellow teeth that seemed never to have been brushed. Their tongues intertwined, and he slowly dripped saliva into her mouth. They finally finished, and I ejaculated under the bed. Only after I finished did I feel a little scared. Luckily, they were so focused on making love that they didn't realize someone was under the bed; otherwise, it would have been terrible if they had been discovered. They kissed for a while longer before tidying their clothes and leaving. Only then did I swagger out of the room. But I never imagined my wife would become increasingly promiscuous. My wife and the stationmaster's relationship continued like this, and I grew bolder and bolder. I would often sneak into their "love nest" while my wife was putting on makeup, then hide under the bed and peep at my stunningly beautiful wife and the greasy, fat stationmaster, sweating profusely and seemingly in ecstasy, while I masturbated under the bed. One evening, my wife was sitting by the mirror again. Her already delicate, fair, and flawless face was even more radiant and captivating after applying a little makeup. I knew she was going to make love with the stationmaster again. So I lied and slipped out, then easily found my way to their little nest. I calmly watched some porn, and when I figured it was about time, I quietly hid under the bed again. Soon, my wife came in. She was wearing a black halter dress, her fair shoulders and arms exposed like two lotus roots, and her shapely, smooth calves were so delicate they were tempting. Seeing that the stationmaster hadn't arrived yet, she picked up a book, sat on the sofa, and slowly flipped through it. As soon as I saw the cover, I knew it was Playboy.The wife slowly flipped through the pages, a blush slowly spreading across her face. She gently bit her small red lips with her white teeth, her slender hand stroking her thigh, slowly moving to the inside of her thigh, lifting the hem of her skirt, and slipping her hand inside. She began to move it up and down, moaning softly as she did so. Gradually, Huifang's hand moved faster and faster, her moans growing louder. Suddenly, she cried out, her whole body stiffening on the sofa. After a few soft gasps, she slowly calmed down; I knew she had reached orgasm. She rested for a while, but the stationmaster still hadn't arrived, so she became bored again... After watching TV for a while, I also felt strange. The stationmaster usually rushed over to vent his frustrations, so why was he taking so long this time? A while later, I heard a car downstairs; I knew it was the stationmaster. My wife was delighted. She ran to the window and waved, then ran to the mirror to fix her hair and check her makeup. There was a gentle knock on the door, and my wife hurriedly ran to open it. As soon as she opened it, I heard her exclaim "Huh!" Then I saw another pair of large feet in black leather shoes besides the stationmaster's feet. This was unprecedented. No other man had ever been to this little nest besides the stationmaster (and of course, me). No wonder my wife stood there, bewildered. The stationmaster patted my wife on the shoulder. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and invite the guest in." He then stepped inside with the other man and closed the door behind them. Only then did I get a clear look at the man: slicked-back hair, a shiny face, small eyes and a large mouth, carrying a briefcase—he looked every bit the cadre. The station chief gently put his arm around his wife's shoulder, stroking it with his large hand, and said to her, "Let me introduce you, this is Director Zheng. Whether the station's funding arrives this time depends entirely on Director Zheng. Isn't that right, Director Zheng?" Director Zheng smiled, "Of course, of course." As he spoke, his small eyes darted around his wife like a pair of sharp scissors, eager to tear her dress to shreds. His wife blushed and took a step back. Seeing Director Zheng's expression, the station chief smiled smugly. "Director Zheng, let me introduce you. This is the belle of our section, a famous beauty. She got married a little too early, but her husband isn't here and doesn't come all year round. Poor beauty of ours. Director Zheng, you'd better act as a leader and comfort our comrade today!" He then pushed his wife next to Director Zheng. Director Zheng reached out and tightly grasped his wife's small hand, gently stroking the back of her hand with his other hand. Looking at his wife's flushed face, he practically drooled, nodding repeatedly, "Of course." The station manager patted his wife's bottom again, "Didn't you want to work in the office instead of the shop? I've arranged everything for you. How are you going to thank me?" His wife blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I...I don't know." The station manager pinched her bottom hard, saying, "It's all about making sure Director Zheng is comfortable. If he's even slightly dissatisfied, you're fired, understand?" His wife nodded slightly. The station manager pushed Huifang into Director Zheng's arms, and Director Zheng took the opportunity to embrace Huifang. Huifang struggled but couldn't break free, only letting Director Zheng hold her. The station manager said to Director Zheng, "Then please enjoy yourself. I won't disturb you any longer." He then left the room, closing the door behind him. Now only my wife and Director Zheng were left in the room (oh, and of course, me too). Director Zheng put his arm around Huifang, pinched her rosy cheek, and said, "Beautiful lady, let's chat on the sofa." He then pulled Huifang to sit down on the sofa, one arm around her shoulder and the other on her thigh. Director Zheng chuckled, "Your station chief is so thoughtful! He knows I'm tired of all those ordinary women out there, so he sent me to enlighten a comrade like you. That's great! By the way, how old are you, miss?" His wife lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and replied, "Almost thirty." Director Zheng exclaimed in surprise, "I can't believe it! I thought you were newlywed. You look so young. Besides sleeping with your station chief, have you slept with any other men?" Huifang hadn't expected him to ask such a blatant question. Her face flushed crimson, and she answered in an almost inaudible voice, "No." Director Zheng nodded in satisfaction, "That's good. Tender and clean. When I fuck you later, will I wear a condom?" His wife hesitated, too embarrassed to answer. Saying yes or no seemed wrong. Director Zheng himself said, "It's more comfortable to just fuck you directly. Anyway, you're clean. Did you wash your vagina?" His wife nodded gently. Director Zheng continued, "My dick hasn't been washed in ages, you'll have to use your little mouth to clean it for me later. By the way, where do you think I should ejaculate on you?" Seeing his wife didn't answer, he pulled a long face, "You're not cooperating with my work at all, what are you pretending to be a lady for? If you don't want to do it, then leave!" Seeing that he was angry, his wife didn't dare to refuse anymore, and could only bite the bullet and say, "Whatever you want." Director Zheng smiled smugly, "Oh, then I'll have to give you a good beauty treatment! Come on, let me see how moist your big breasts are." As he spoke, he slowly lifted his wife's skirt, and Huifang cooperated by raising her hands, allowing Director Zheng to take off the entire skirt. His wife was wearing black lace underwear and panties, which accentuated her snow-white skin, making her incredibly beautiful. Director Zheng slurped, leering, "You're as tender as dough. I'll just kill you." He pulled up Huifang's bra a little, revealing two glistening pink nipples on her snow-white breasts. Director Zheng leaned in, sucking frantically on Huifang's right nipple while his other hand played with her left. He pulled up her nipple, then suddenly snapped it back, licking it rapidly with his tongue. Huifang closed her eyes, moaning softly. Director Zheng raised his head, pressing his large mouth tightly against Huifang's cherry-like lips. He stuck out his tongue, stirring it vigorously inside her mouth. Huifang was breathless from the kiss, making muffled sounds. Suddenly, Director Zheng lifted his head, grabbing Huifang's chin and commanding, "Stick your tongue out!" Huifang had no choice but to obediently stick out her small tongue. Director Zheng sucked it in, their tongues intertwining. After kissing her enough, Director Zheng said, "Sweetie, let's go to bed." I felt a pang of regret; that way, I wouldn't be able to see anything under the bed. I saw a pair of delicate pink feet and a pair of large feet walk towards the bed. I heard Director Zheng say, "Who told you to get on the bed? Take off all your clothes first, and mine too!" Through the gaps in the sheets dragging on the floor, I could only see clothes sliding off one by one. First, my wife's underwear and panties, then the man's shirt and tie, then his trousers, and finally, his underwear. I could imagine they were all completely naked. I heard Director Zheng lewdly laugh, "Your little cunt is so pink and tender. Look, isn't my cock big enough? Come on, hold it, feel its warmth!" There was a moment of silence. Unfortunately, I couldn't see my wife touching Director Zheng's cock; I could only imagine it. A short while later, I felt the bed move slightly. At that moment, Director Zheng's heels were right in front of me; I knew he had sat down on the edge of the bed. I heard him say, "Come on, kneel down and give me a blowjob." I saw my wife's rounded knees slowly lower to the floor, no more than ten centimeters from my face. I knew my wife was about to give Director Zheng oral sex. Then came the familiar sucking sounds, the sound of saliva in her mouth, my wife's moans, and Director Zheng's satisfied breathing. I heard Director Zheng shout, "Deeper, all the way down to my throat…faster…don't use your teeth…yes, swirl your tongue around the glans…ah, so good…lick that slit…it feels so good…" From Director Zheng's enthusiastic shouts, I could tell my wife was working very hard. After sucking for more than ten minutes, I heard Director Zheng shout loudly, "Ah, hurry, I can't take it anymore... Ah, I'm going to cum... A shower of flowers!... Ah!!!" Then came a series of rapid panting sounds. "Shoot it all out, don't leave a single drop. Look at your face, it's covered in high-end beauty products. Come on, let me use my glans to spread it evenly for you." I saw a lot of sticky, thick semen spilled on the floor, and two drops even dripped under the bed. I was aroused, so I climbed down and stuck out my tongue to lick it into my mouth. Apart from being a little bitter, it tasted quite good. At this moment, I heard Director Zheng say again, "Keep it in your mouth, don't take it out. There's still some semen in the foreskin. Pull it back and lick it clean. Come on, keep it in your mouth and don't move. Come on, come to the bed with me, come on, slowly..." From his words, I knew that Director Zheng was definitely playing a fishing game: putting his penis in Huifang's mouth to drag her onto the bed. It's just a pity that I can't see anything now. Five or six minutes later, I heard Director Zheng shout, "It's up again! Your station chief's medicine really works! Come on, let me give you a good fucking for your husband! Look how wet you are!" Then I felt the bed shake violently. Accompanied by Huifang and Director Zheng's panting and shouting, I heard Huifang cry out, "Ah...ah...I can't take it...ah...so good...harder...faster...don't stop...turn a few more times..." It seemed my wife was being shy and reserved.Completely consumed by lust, she was utterly immersed in the pleasure of intercourse. They tossed and turned in bed for over an hour, with Director Zheng directing his wife to try several positions. After Director Zheng ejaculated inside his wife for the third time, they were both exhausted and could no longer move. Soon, Director Zheng's loud snoring filled the air. My wife got up after a while and went to the bathroom to shower. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I slipped away! However, my wife didn't come back that night. She returned the next morning with red eyes. I guess she must have had a very enjoyable night.

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