My wife, Xiaojin

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Chapter One: First Steps into the Sea of Lust (Part 1) My wife, Xiaojin, works at a bank. She possesses a beautiful face and an extraordinary air about her. Those who don't know her well perceive her as a haughty, aloof beauty, but in reality, she's a very gentle woman with a passionate heart. She has a body brimming with youthful vitality; her full, high breasts, flat, soft abdomen, supple waist, and round, large buttocks make many men drool. Her long, beautiful legs also inspire fantasies. After several years of marriage, because we've become too familiar with each other, my sexual interest in her has gradually diminished. After reading many cuckoldry novels online, I often fantasize about those men who lust after her taking her to bed and engaging in passionate lovemaking. Aunt Chen, a friend of Xiaojin's mother, lives in the same city as us. Before our marriage, she often looked after Xiaojin. Recently, she's been seriously ill in bed, and Xiaojin often visits her, sometimes taking me along. After a few visits, I noticed that Aunt Chen's husband, Lao Ding, seemed interested in her; I could vaguely sense a hint of desire in his eyes. This old man used to be the deputy director of the city's Public Security Bureau. He was dismissed two years ago for embezzlement, and he's almost sixty this year. He always has a dignified and imposing air, with an air of authority that commands respect even without anger. He speaks and acts with great propriety, and he's also very robust. Since Aunt Chen's two children are in the United States, Xiao Jin took on the responsibility of caring for her, even quitting her job at the bank. But not long after, Aunt Chen died of late-stage liver cancer. For some reason, I kept thinking that something would happen between Lao Ding and his young and beautiful wife, so I often told Xiao Jin that Aunt Chen had just passed away, and their two children were abroad, leaving Lao Ding all alone and pitiful. I suggested she go and keep him company. My naive wife thought I was genuinely respectful of the elderly and was deeply moved. About a month later, my wife told me that Lao Ding's birthday was coming up and asked me to go with her to celebrate with him. I also wanted to find out if the two of them had developed any unusual relationship, so I readily agreed. When I met Lao Ding, I found him to be in good spirits, showing no signs of grief over the loss of his wife. That evening, my wife cooked a sumptuous dinner. Old Ding, usually a stern man, was in high spirits, frequently toasting me. After several rounds of drinks, I pretended to be tipsy and pretended to fall asleep on the table. Beforehand, I asked my wife to put on some music and dance with Old Ding. I'd heard he enjoyed organizing dances with the neighbors, and I wanted to create an opportunity for the two of them! Old Ding was naturally delighted, and my wife, though a little shy, joined in the dance seeing my sincerity and generosity. At first, I pretended to be sober, occasionally praising their dance moves. Then I pretended to be asleep, secretly watching them. They both saw my behavior and assumed I was truly drunk. After a long time, what I'd been waiting for finally happened: Old Ding's arms tightened around my wife's slender waist, pulling her close to his chest, her full breasts almost pressed against his. My wife, now incredibly shy, tried her best to resist, preventing him from holding her any tighter. The two seemed to be whispering to each other amidst the music, but it was hard to hear clearly… The next day, before going to bed, I deliberately steered the conversation towards Lao Ding, chatting with Xiao Jin about his recent life. She was clearly a little awkward talking about Lao Ding, yet tried her best to hide it. I suddenly blurted out, “Lao Ding seems to have feelings for you.” My wife immediately blushed—“Don’t talk nonsense!” But I seized on her embarrassment and insisted on asking her if Lao Ding had actually shown any interest in her. At first, my wife refused to say, but eventually, she couldn’t resist my persistent questioning, and her shy expression revealed something. She told me that Lao Ding would intentionally or unintentionally touch her inappropriately, and sometimes say suggestive things to tease her, but she didn’t take it too seriously because he was an elder and she was single. Lao Ding also frequently bought her gifts, including expensive jewelry and clothes, and even sexy lingerie and stockings. When she refused to accept them, Lao Ding got angry. After Xiao Jin confided all this to me, afraid I would mind, she said she wouldn’t go to Lao Ding’s place anymore. I immediately declared that I didn't care at all, and mustered the courage to tell her that I wouldn't be angry even if Lao Ding asked to sleep with her. Xiao Jin was stunned, unable to believe her husband could be so generous. I quickly explained that this kind of sex based on pity wouldn't affect our relationship at all; it was just a small sacrifice made by a young person for an elder, yet it satisfied their long-awaited desires. Although my wife was still somewhat confused, she continued to visit Lao Ding twice a week, showing that my words had worked. A few weeks later, Xiao Jin told me somewhat embarrassedly that it was three months since Aunt Chen's death, and Lao Ding had invited her to his house that evening, saying he wanted to thank her for taking care of him all this time. My wife asked me if she should go. I immediately understood that there must be some implication here. The thought of my beautiful wife making love with an old man tonight filled me with uncontrollable excitement. So I reiterated what I had said before, and my wife just looked at me quietly. She already knew her husband had allowed, even encouraged, her to sleep with other men. Without saying a word, she silently went to the bathroom to put on makeup. After her makeover, Xiao Jin was truly radiant. A form-fitting black dress perfectly showcased her curves; her 34C breasts stood proudly erect, and her mature, rounded buttocks were undeniably alluring. I noticed she was also wearing black stockings and high heels. As she was leaving, she looked at me affectionately, "Ming, if you had said one word, I wouldn't have gone tonight." I dared not look into her expectant eyes, afraid I would be unable to resist asking her to stay. Finally, I said nothing, only hearing her slightly mournful voice—"I'm going." Who would have thought that my silence would drastically change our lives afterward? Looking back now, I truly regret it. It was from this moment that my once dignified and virtuous wife fell into the abyss of promiscuity… Chapter One: First Steps into the Sea of Lust (Part Two) That night, my wife didn't come home. The next day was the weekend, and I waited for her at home. Around 3 PM, she finally returned. She seemed flustered upon seeing me, unsure whether it was shame or embarrassment. She went straight to the bathroom to shower and change without saying a word. Thanks to my efforts, the awkwardness between us finally subsided a few days later. Afterwards, I asked her about that day, but she absolutely refused to say. One day, after a passionate encounter in bed, she finally confessed to me what happened that night—Old Ding saw she came alone and asked where she had been. Xiao Jin told him she had gone on a business trip. After having dinner at a restaurant downstairs from his apartment, Old Ding invited his wife to his place for a while. "No, Old Ding, it's too late, I have to go home. Sun Ming will call me tonight," Old Ding said, seizing the opportunity. He used his loneliness as an excuse to insist that Xiao Jin stay and talk to him for a while. His wife, being kind, couldn't resist his pleading and went to his place. Once there, Old Ding and Xiao Jin chatted while watching TV on the sofa. That evening's television programs were rather boring, so Lao Ding asked Xiao Jin if she wanted to watch a videotape. His wife agreed, and Lao Ding went to put it on. The old man found a cassette tape, started playing it, and then went to the bathroom, leaving Xiao Jin to watch alone. The videotape began with a lively scene of Aunt Chen's family celebrating her birthday, but after a period of static, the screen suddenly showed a scene of a man and woman having sex. What shocked his wife even more was that upon closer inspection, it was Lao Ding and Aunt Chen on the screen! The two were naked, making love in bed. The obscene scene and Aunt Chen's loud moans made his wife blush and her heart race; her blood seemed to rush through her veins! Watching familiar people engage in such lewd acts, Xiao Jin felt dizzy and even doubted her eyes. Just as his wife was deeply shocked, Lao Ding entered the living room. "Ah!" Lao Ding screamed in horror and immediately turned off the VCR. Seeing my wife's expression filled with surprise and shame, Old Ding quickly said, "Xiao Jin, don't take anything you see to heart. I put on the wrong tape." Xiao Jin, shy and unsure how to respond, kept her head down and remained silent. Old Ding silently sat down on the sofa next to my wife, also without saying a word. Seeing his lonely and dejected appearance, and thinking of his lost lover, my wife felt a pang of pity. Looking at Old Ding, she didn't know how to comfort this poor old man. Finally, Old Ding slowly raised his bowed head, looked at my wife, and said, "I've been really lonely since she left. Can you understand me, Jin'er?" My wife lowered her head and nodded. Old Ding continued, as if muttering to himself, "Now I always want to spend more time with someone, even if we don't talk, just sit quietly like this." Suddenly, he forcefully grabbed my wife's hand, gazing into her dark, tearful eyes, and said, "Jin'er, will you stay with me tonight?" This aging man suddenly seemed to possess boundless strength, his arms tightly embracing my wife's delicate body, forcibly kissing her rosy cheek. Little Jin weakly resisted him, this elder much older than her father. "Old Ding, don't do this, let me go..." Although she had a premonition before coming that something would happen between Old Ding and her sooner or later, she was still trying her best to prevent it from happening. It seemed...Ignoring my wife's feeble protests, the revitalized Old Ding forcefully laid her down on the large three-seater sofa, pressing his entire weight down on her alluring and sexy figure. At this point, the shy Xiao Jin stopped talking, because everyone knew what happened next. But how could I miss the most exciting part? I coaxed and pleaded, finally getting the details out of my wife, who was utterly ashamed: Whether it was intimidated by Old Ding's usual authority, or out of pity for the widowed old man, or perhaps bewildered by the burning desire of this elderly man, my wife no longer resisted him… Old Ding passionately kissed her moist, soft lips, his large hands powerfully caressing her full, high breasts, while his other hand slipped under her skirt, exploring along her long, slender thighs through her stockings. My beautiful wife, aroused by his teasing, gradually became aroused, her face flushed, and her panties were gradually soaked with the lustful fluid flowing from her lower body. Then, with his wife's cooperation, Lao Ding removed her dress, revealing her snow-white, smooth skin. Xiao Jin was wearing black lace lingerie that day, the kind with cutouts and the rest being quite sheer, making her exceptionally sexy. Her full, swollen breasts seemed about to burst out of her small bra, and the lace panties revealed the dark, shiny pubic hairs underneath. The panties around her labia, soaked through, clung tightly to her body, showing the outline of her labia—truly sexy and alluring. My wife closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment, letting Lao Ding do as he pleased. Lao Ding didn't rush into anything, nor did he remove her sweaty lingerie. Instead, he slowly teased her, starting by kissing and licking the sides and base of her breasts, then kissing and caressing her slender waist, the sides of her thighs, and her ankles. Then he flipped up her bra and sucked on her nipples and areolas, followed by her inner thighs. He licked my wife until she was completely numb and burning with desire, her lower body dripping with lustful fluids, and she writhed uncontrollably with her serpentine waist. Old Ding pulled down her panties and began licking her labia. My wife, whose body was extremely sensitive, began to curl up, her legs moving involuntarily, and she couldn't help but let out suppressed moans. Her feminine shyness had been overcome, and she arched her legs back, exposing her entire genitals to the man. Old Ding used his thick lips to block my wife's vaginal opening, making her feel a warm and comfortable sensation. The experienced Old Ding gently took both of Xiao Jin's labia into his mouth at the same time, sucking on them together, and using his tongue to insert and withdraw between the two labia. My wife felt so comfortable that she almost died, her lower body gushing with fluids, and she excitedly covered her mouth, trying not to scream. Then he began to act, gently parting his wife's labia with his thumb to expose her vaginal opening. He circled the opening with his tongue, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and sometimes sucking with his entire lips. As Lao Ding licked his wife's clitoris, he also scratched her pubic hair with his hand, occasionally teasing her anus with his fingers, and sometimes gently inserting his fingers into her vagina to stir. Xiao Jin had never experienced such experienced and skillful teasing before. Her clitoris was engorged and swollen, her genitals became extremely sensitive, and she was somewhat dazed. She became so excited that she began to lose control and couldn't help but shout loudly. Finally, she reached orgasm amidst her unrestrained shouts, lying on the bed convulsing. After the orgasm, her sensitive body craved the immediate penetration of a hard penis. Lao Ding took off his pants and had his wife give him oral sex. I asked my wife about the size of Lao Ding's penis, and she shyly told me that the old man's penis was very thick, especially his testicles, which were frighteningly large. I couldn't help but want to see them for myself. My wife said the old man used many different techniques when he had sex with her, changing positions several times, and each time he brought her to orgasm. That night, my wife was fucked by the old man three times. Hearing this made me itch with desire, and I kept urging my wife to play with Old Ding again. My wife told me that Old Ding had been calling her frequently these past few days, but she hadn't gone. Encouraged by me, one day, Xiao Jin finally went to Old Ding's house again. Chapter Two: Changeable Because Xiao Jin didn't work, her dates with the old man became more frequent, sometimes even with Old Ding coming to my house. One day, I came home from get off work, and my wife opened the door to me disheveled, her hair a little messy, with a large portion of her full breasts exposed. I guessed that Old Ding had just been there, and my penis immediately became erect. I asked my wife if she had just finished, and she shyly twisted my arm, not daring to look at me, and turned to go down to the bathroom, saying, "You're bad, I'm going to take a shower." I stepped forward and blocked her from behind, pushing her down onto the living room sofa. I pinned her down and kissed her, my hand sliding down her thighs and under her skirt, discovering she wasn't wearing underwear. I became even more excited. She returned my kisses while playfully punching me with her small hands, saying, "You're so naughty, you're dirty, you need to wash yourself," "Did the old man just ejaculate inside you?" "I know, why are you asking? It's so embarrassing..." My erection slid into my wife's wet lower body, mixed with semen and vaginal fluid. This time, she was incredibly excited... After we finished, I boldly told my wife that I wanted to watch them do *that*. This time, my wife was adamant and absolutely refused. I persisted in persuading her, even threatening divorce, until she finally gave in. On Saturday afternoon, when I didn't have to go to work, my wife called Lao Ding and asked me to hide on the balcony outside the bedroom. Since this was the first time my wife had initiated a date, Lao Ding naturally accepted, and I had the opportunity to witness an exciting battle. My wife, dressed in a sexy nightgown, obediently accepted the old man's rape in various positions like a slut, sometimes raising her snow-white buttocks high for him to...He thrust into her from behind, sometimes sitting on his lap and actively stroking his thick penis, panting softly under his large shaft. Her snow-white breasts were constantly being distorted by the old man's large hands. Finally, the old man ejaculated a large amount of thick semen into her vagina, and my wife even licked his glans clean. The old man's dark, large penis made me feel ashamed; compared to his, mine was truly tiny. Afterwards, I had my wife arrange for the old man to have sex with her at home several times for me to see. Each time, I masturbated while watching, and after Old Ding left, I would properly fuck my wife's little cunt. Xiao Jin seemed to enjoy it too; whenever she had sex with the old man while I was watching, she was always extremely excited. You know, not every woman has the opportunity to experience adultery with an old man in front of her husband. My wife was no longer as shy and reserved as before, becoming more and more uninhibited in bed; sometimes, this change was unbelievable to me. Soon, I was no longer satisfied with just spying. I told my wife to tell the old man that I knew about their relationship and that they could be open about it without hiding it from me. After Xiao Jin told the old man, he showed no shame whatsoever, instead criticizing me for not making things clear sooner. After that, Lao Ding came to my house more frequently to meet with my wife. Twice, he even did it in front of me while I was home. One time, I came home from get off work and saw the two of them in the kitchen. Lao Ding had untied my wife's skirt and pulled down her underwear while she was cooking, and then he raped her from behind, holding her slender waist. One night before going to bed, my wife said angrily, "Lao Ding is a real scoundrel." I felt something was off, so I asked her why she said that and what Lao Ding had done to her. At first, she tried to hide it from me and refused to say, but when I threatened to call Lao Ding myself if she didn't tell me, she confessed everything. It turned out that Lao Ding had brought two men in their fifties to our house that afternoon, saying they wanted to play mahjong with my wife. After playing for less than two rounds, the two men started getting inappropriate. Each of them groped her thigh. My wife begged Lao Ding for help, and he simply told her that the two men were his friends and asked her to play with them. My wife then realized it was all a setup. She was both ashamed and embarrassed. She put down the mahjong and tried to hide in the bedroom, but Lao Ding grabbed her and pulled her down to sit on the sofa. Xiao Jin tried to resist, but Lao Ding held her firmly. She was too shy to confront him, so the two shameless old men began to grope her wantonly. They stripped my wife down to only her bra and panties on the sofa in our living room. One of them forced his smelly penis into my wife's mouth, making her perform oral sex, while the other groped one breast with each hand and sucked on her nipples. Lao Ding wasn't idle either, sticking out his tongue to lick her snow-white buttocks. The three old men took turns enjoying my young wife's beautiful and sexy body, taking turns fucking her. The weekend arrived quickly, and Lao Ding came to my house again, asking me privately if I knew that his friend had slept with Xiao Jin. I told him she had. Lao Ding grinned and said that the two guys from last time had a great time and wanted to sleep with my wife again. He asked if I had any objections. I said I'd have to ask Xiao Jin; she might not be willing. That night, after making love with Xiao Jin, I tentatively asked her if she was willing. My wife blushed and looked at me, "You're willing?" I said there was no harm in playing around, and the more men slept with her, the more exciting it felt, and the more attractive I felt my wife was. "You're a pervert," Xiao Jin turned away, ignoring me, and went to sleep. Knowing my wife as I did, I knew this little slut had agreed. Now I had a chance to see how those two men slept with her, so the next day I called Lao Ding and asked him to bring his friends to my house that afternoon. After lunch, I asked my wife to dress up, wearing the sexy lingerie I'd recently bought her. She wore garter belts and black fishnet stockings, sexy black high-heeled sandals, and a high-slit cheongsam. When she walked, her thighs were almost completely exposed, her plump buttocks appearing and disappearing. If you looked closely, you could even see the straps of the garter belts and her panties. My wife was a little shy, uneasy, and excited. After all, the two men coming were strangers, and having sex with them in front of her husband was quite embarrassing. Around 2:30, Old Ding arrived at my house with two older men. The two men seemed quite embarrassed when they first saw me. After all, this is a traditional society, and they'd only ever engaged in group sex once—with my wife. We were only a few years older than their children, and they were here to have sex with my wife in front of me; the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Old Ding introduced them to us. The tall, somewhat ugly Old Zhang was Old Ding's old colleague, and the short, stocky, bald Old Ma was a retired worker they'd met while playing cards. My wife had been sitting shyly on the living room sofa with her head down ever since they entered, avoiding our gaze. I generously invited the two men to sit down next to my wife, one on each side. "Xiao Jin, why don't you properly entertain our elders?" The two men were also somewhat reserved, occasionally stealing lewd glances at my wife's alluring figure, but still too embarrassed to take any further action. "Xiao Jin, look how open Xiao Sun is, what are you shy about? Besides, Lao Zhang and the others aren't strangers, didn't we have a good time last time?" Old Ding, that old fellow, was also eager to see how my wife would be played with, constantly encouraging them. In the end, I had to handle things myself. Like a pimp, I unbuttoned a few buttons on my wife's cheongsam, revealing her snow-white, delicate skin. The sheer black bra, as thin as a cicada's wing, was incredibly sexy. My wife's full, firm breasts swelled up as if they were about to burst through the bra, the outline of her nipples clearly visible. I then left the rest to the two uncles. Old Ding and I turned on the TV, blasting the volume, pretending not to notice them so they could relax. Two minutes later, when we checked back, the three on the sofa were already in the middle of a passionate encounter—the tall Old Zhang was passionately kissing his wife, her eyes closed, seemingly lost in ecstasy; I guessed their tongues were intertwined. Her cheongsam was off, revealing her sexy lingerie. Old Zhang's large hand was shamelessly caressing my wife's breasts through her thin bra, while the bald Old Ma knelt between my wife's legs, spreading her thighs, burying his face in her groin, licking either her vulva or her thighs. We could only see the sexy lace garter belt on my wife's lower abdomen, her long, slender legs in those mesmerizing stockings spread wide, black sandals hanging from her delicate ankles. Old Ding and I were both very excited, our penises erect. The older man and the younger woman, no longer caring about our presence, were getting into the mood. Old Ma, a worker by trade, was indeed rather rude. Seeing that Xiao Jin's garter belt was in the way of pulling down her panties, he simply tore the crotch of her silk panties and pressed his mouth directly to her pubic mound, kissing it and licking my wife's thick labia with his tongue. Meanwhile, Old Zhang was focusing on my wife's breasts. I don't know when he pulled Xiao Jin's bra down to her nipples, exposing her two snow-white and full breasts. He lowered his head and sucked on one of my wife's breasts while caressing her other smooth and high breast, occasionally pinching Xiao Jin's pink nipple with his fingers. This old man in his fifties was playing with my wife's beautiful breasts like a child. I really don't know how embarrassing it would be if his children saw this. My wife's body was being intensely stimulated by the two men, one above and one below. She was now aroused and, unable to contain her excitement, unconsciously stroked the head of the old man, Zhang, who was suckling her breast, just like a mother to her son. Xiao Jin had been increasingly shameless under my influence; she was completely immersed in a sea of lust, disregarding her husband's presence and fully enjoying the caresses and kisses of the two strange men. Looking at her ecstatic expression and her slutty attire, like a porn star, I suddenly thought she would be perfect as a prostitute. With her beauty and devilish figure, she would be a star. This bold and shameless idea of mine later came true. At this moment, Old Ma, who had been licking my wife's clitoris for a long time, probably couldn't resist any longer. He unbuckled his belt, pulled out a thick penis from his underwear, and made Old Zhang switch places with him, indicating that my wife should lick his penis and testicles. The wife obediently lowered her head and diligently sucked on the man's unwashed penis in her cherry-like mouth, occasionally spitting it out for him to lick his dark scrotum, making the bald old Ma feel incredibly aroused. Old Zhang wasn't idle either, taking over from Old Ma to kiss his wife's alluring vulva. The sight of his wife wearing such sexy garter belts and stockings, along with those high-heeled sandals, giving the old man oral sex was enough to make any man's blood boil. Old Ma's penis quickly swelled in my wife's mouth, and he impatiently made his naked wife lie back on the large, comfortable leather sofa, spreading her jade-like legs apart. With one hand guiding his large, shiny, erect penis, he slowly thrust it into her labia. My young wife let out a soul-stirring sound from her throat—"Oh, ah..." Watching my wife being penetrated by an old man up close made me so excited I almost ejaculated. Old Ding, watching from the side, also enjoyed it immensely, even taking out his penis...They started using gloves. Old Zhang, meanwhile, unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall to his feet, pulled his underwear down to his knees, and held his penis up, making my wife give him oral sex, while his other hand caressed and played with her full breasts. Old Ma, on the other hand, was thrusting into my wife's vagina at varying speeds and depths, clearly a seasoned pro, very experienced and skilled in playing with women. He made my wife, Xiao Jin, moan and groan incessantly, licking Old Zhang's penis while doing so. Old Ding, standing nearby, praised Old Ma's skills in bed, saying he used to frequent brothels, confirming my suspicions. Old Ding even told me to watch closely and learn from Old Ma how to control the rhythm of thrusting. Sigh, making a woman's husband learn how to fuck his wife from an adulterer—what kind of nonsense is this? Watching my wife's black panties, torn at the crotch, swaying up and down with their lewd acts, the dark pubic hair on her smooth, white abdomen appearing and disappearing, and Old Ma's penis, no less large than Old Ding's, thrusting in and out of her vagina, I felt an urge to rush over and fuck her hard. At that moment, Old Ma hoisted my wife's stockinged legs onto his shoulders, bringing his lower body closer to the woman's, allowing for deeper penetration. Xiao Jin's beautiful feet, clad in stockings and sandals, rested softly on the man's broad shoulders, looking both beautiful and alluring. Old Zhang had already pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth and was now rubbing it against her breasts. His penis wasn't very long, but it was thick, especially the large glans, covered in my wife's saliva, which was frighteningly large. He was now rubbing his glans against her tender, moist nipples, which, already very sensitive, were now hard as beans. Now it was Old Zhang's turn to lose control. He told Old Ma, who was tirelessly working on my wife's genitals, to stop so he could take over. After a brief discussion, they had my wife stand up on the carpet, bend over, and stick her buttocks out. Then, Old Ma, naked, stood in front of her, cupping her breasts with both hands, making her hold her buttocks while giving him oral sex. Old Zhang stood behind her, his hands supporting her snow-white buttocks, and inserted his hard, hot penis into her vagina. This position was truly lewd. My beautiful wife was being attacked from both sides by two old men, her vulva dripping with vaginal fluid, soaking her stockings. The black garter belts made her snow-white, creamy buttocks look even more alluring. It seemed my wife was close to orgasm; her legs seemed to be giving way, so Old Ma's hands lifted her upper body even more firmly. Old Zhang's thrusting was quite fast, his lower abdomen slapping against Xiao Jin's buttocks with a series of lewd sounds. From our angle, we could clearly see his penis thrusting into his wife's vagina—it was incredibly stimulating! The shameless Old Ding next to me even told me to join him in this position when I wanted to have sex with Xiao Jin. After about ten minutes in this position, the three of us changed to a new one. This time, Old Zhang lay on his back on the floor, my adulterous wife facing him, holding his penis with her hand, aiming it at her vulva, and slowly straddling him, actively moving her hips up and down on his lap. Her two large, white breasts bounced up and down with his movements, while she also held Old Ma's large penis in one hand, giving him a handjob. Old Zhang, between her legs, desperately lifted his buttocks, thrusting hard into my wife's tender vagina, making her moan louder and louder. Because Xiao Jin was facing away from me and Old Ding, we could only see the straps of her bra and garter belt behind her, and her breasts trembling like little rabbits. The two continued for about ten more minutes. My wife seemed to convulse slightly, then went still. I knew she had reached orgasm and released. Old Zhang was also reaching his limit. He rolled over, straddled my wife, and began thrusting rapidly. It looked like he was about to ejaculate too. That's when I realized they weren't using a condom, and Xiao Jin hadn't taken her morning-after pill. What if she got pregnant? Although I enjoy my wife being with other men, I didn't want her to give birth to a child. So I quickly told Old Ding, who reassured me that she could take a morning-after pill. I didn't know what else to do; I knew these old men weren't used to using condoms. Finally, Old Zhang roared and ejaculated profusely into my wife's wet, tight vagina. After he pulled his now-soft penis out of my wife, I saw a large amount of thick, white semen flowing from her reddish-brown labia. I admired that bald old man, who patiently waited on one side for a long time before starting. He helped my wife, who was limp and flushed from pleasure, up from the floor and carried her back to the sofa. He placed her on his lap with her back to him, then aimed at her vagina, still dripping with Old Zhang's semen, and thrust in from below, eliciting another moan from my wife. The bald old man wrapped his arms around my wife's waist, leaning back comfortably on the sofa, letting her wriggle her hips and manipulate his large member. My sexy wife was now shamelessly facing me and Old Ding, her beautiful legs clad in fishnet stockings spread wide, revealing her genitals, which were tightly intercourse with a man. Underneath her torn panties, we could clearly see the man's thick, long penis thrusting straight in and out of her vagina. She closed her eyes, occasionally moaning and groaning, her large, white breasts contrasting dazzlingly with the black bra at the base of her nipples, which Old Ma occasionally played with from behind. Old Ma's testicles were indeed large; he probably ejaculated quite a lot of semen. Old Zhang had already put on his pants and sat with us, enjoying the erotic scene. He kept praising my wife, calling her a stunner and saying I was incredibly lucky. Old Ma, that bald guy, was really something, trying out different positions with my wife. Finally, he lifted one of her legs and thrust inside her for the last time. Xiao Jin let out a moan that sounded like crying; I couldn't tell if it was from excitement or pain, but I knew she had experienced an orgasm. Before ejaculating, Old Ma pulled out his wet penis and brought it to my wife's mouth, actually ejaculating inside her. Afterwards, Old Ma happily put on his pants and chatted with Old Ding and Old Zhang, while my beautiful wife was completely exhausted. I had to help her take off her bra, stockings, and shoes, and run a bath for her. She was too tired to speak, only looking at me with gratitude and a slightly apologetic gaze. I felt a warmth in my heart, even loving my charming and sexy wife more than before. Old Ding cooked dinner, and he invited Old Zhang and Old Ma to stay and have dinner and drinks with us. After resting, my wife quickly regained her strength and came out to eat again, looking radiant. The atmosphere at the table was a little awkward; after all, it's rare to see an adulterous couple and me, the cuckold, eating together. But under the persuasion of the older men, I drank a few more glasses, and even my wife, who usually doesn't drink, couldn't resist, her pretty face flushed, and she became unusually talkative. I knew she was drunk, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. Even worse, that damned old Ding of hers actually tried his best to persuade the two old men to stay overnight with him at my house. I was already a bit too much, so I didn't protest. However, Old Zhang and Old Ma had their wives and children waiting at home, so they left after dinner, leaving only Old Ding to sleep with Xiao Jin. I was starting to lose track of whether Xiao Jin was my wife or his wife. In the following days, Xiao Jin was noticeably down, acting strangely. I didn't say much, guessing she probably felt she'd gone a bit too far. Deep down, she still wanted to be a traditional, virtuous wife and mother. After that, she didn't contact Lao Ding much. One reason was that Xiao Jin hired a housekeeper for Lao Ding's family, and that old lecher Lao Ding quickly got his hands on this girl from the countryside, making her sleep with him every day. Occasionally, he even tried to sleep with my wife, but Xiao Jin wouldn't allow it. My wife and I returned to a peaceful life. A few months later, one day, I came home from get off work and heard strange noises coming from the bedroom. I quietly went to the bedroom and, through the half-open door, saw my wife lying on the bed, and a balding old man, naked, was on top of her, kissing her. The man's hand was exploring inside her skirt. My blood boiled instantly—it was Lao Ma! Hadn't they stopped contacting each other after that? How did they get together again? The old man was unbuttoning my wife's skirt; her upper body was already naked, revealing her two full, alluring, snow-white breasts. With her cooperation...Under the influence of the Russian internet, Lao Ma smoothly removed her skirt, revealing the sheer gray pantyhose and white underwear she was wearing underneath. The tightness of the pantyhose accentuated the smoothness of her abdomen and the roundness of her buttocks. He patted my wife's beautifully curved buttocks with admiration and praised, "Madam, your figure is really hot." Xiao Jin retorted by pinching his not-yet-fully-erect but still large penis, "You're not bad either." I was so excited that I wanted to watch the whole show, so I hid behind the living room door to peek. Lao Ma unceremoniously pulled down my wife's pantyhose and underwear together, and the two of them were naked facing each other, neither of them noticing my presence. The two of them were on the living room sofa, performing a 69 position, licking each other's genitals. My wife's skin looked incredibly fair against the old man's dark complexion. After they got up, Old Ma began to fuck her in his usual missionary position. He seemed very strong, thrusting deeply each time, making my wife moan loudly. Then, he had my wife support herself on the balcony railing while he raped her from behind, the two of them making lewd noises... A while later, they switched to my wife's favorite position, woman on top, with the sounds of his penis thrusting into her vagina filling the air. They both reached orgasm in extreme excitement. Afterwards, they embraced each other wearily. It was clear my wife had enjoyed herself very much. She even asked to take a bath with the old man. The old man, of course, was more than happy to oblige, and he picked up my wife naked and carried her into the bathroom. Through the half-open bathroom door, I saw the two of them flirting in the spacious bathtub. Soon, the man became erect again, and the two of them began to make love in the tub. When Lao Ma left, the two seemed reluctant to part. That evening, I told my wife about seeing her and Lao Ma having sex. My wife blushed with embarrassment, and under my questioning, she finally confessed that after Lao Ma came to our house last time, he took her phone and called his own number, writing it down. He tried to contact my wife later, but she ignored him. However, he persisted and continued to text and call Xiao Jin frequently. One afternoon, Xiao Jin was bored at home when Lao Ma texted her to play badminton. Feeling bored at home, she went. They played badminton together a few times. Once, when I was away on a business trip, my wife mentioned to him while they were playing that I wasn't home. He insisted on coming over to cook for Xiao Jin that night. My wife couldn't refuse him and also felt bored alone, so she let him go. That night, Lao Ma, under the influence of alcohol, had sex with Xiao Jin again. My wife thought Lao Ma was quite considerate and skilled in bed, so she occasionally agreed to sleep with him. Before I discovered that time, it had happened several times already. After I found out about her affair with Lao Ma, Xiao Jin immediately lost interest in having sex with him again and broke off all contact with him. Women are strange like that; perhaps the thrill of infidelity is the most intense for them. (To be continued) Chapter 3 is now complete. Chapter 3: The Business World (Part 1) The saying "Life is unpredictable" is absolutely true. Lao Ding, who used to have endless sexual encounters with my wife, suddenly died of a heart attack. It's probably because he had too much sex with the housekeeper; he ended up dying naked in bed. Aunt Chen's two unfilial children didn't even come back after their father's death; they just called from overseas asking my wife and me to handle things. There was nothing we could do; this unfortunate situation fell to us. On the day of the funeral banquet, an elderly gentleman named Han, a close friend of Lao Ding, sat at our table. He owned an office furniture factory. During our casual conversation, he learned that my wife was unemployed and said, "Mrs. Sun, it's such a waste for a young college graduate like you to stay at home. Would you be interested in helping out here?" "Thank you," my wife replied. "Actually, I used to work at a bank, but I had to resign due to family matters. Now, with the economy so bad, it's hard to find a job." "If you're willing, I'd very much like you to come to my company as the marketing manager. What do you say?" He then turned to me and said, "Come on, Xiao Sun, you should also express your opinion." My wife looked at me, indicating that she wanted me to make the decision. I knew she didn't really like staying at home, so I said, "It's kind of Mr. Han to invite you like this, so why don't you give it a try?" "Then thank you in advance, Mr. Han. I'll toast you!" My wife raised her glass to Mr. Han, and I drank two more glasses with him. During the meal, we agreed that Xiao Jin would start working at his company next week. The company wasn't very big, and the so-called marketing department consisted of just my wife. For the first month, Mr. Han didn't assign her any specific work, just asked her to familiarize herself with the company's products and customer base. When she checked her bank account at the end of the month and saw she still had over ten thousand yuan in salary, Xiao Jin felt pressured and wanted to work harder for the company. Mr. Han sent her to a bookstore that was under renovation and awaiting opening to talk to the owner and see if there were any sales opportunities. That afternoon, my wife went to the bookstore and found the owner, a plain-looking man in his forties. When he saw such a beautiful woman as Xiao Jin, he seemed completely mesmerized, only snapping out of his daze after my wife called him twice, embarrassed. Incidentally, my wife's outfit was truly stunning; her light yellow business suit fit her perfectly, showcasing her slender figure beautifully, and her flesh-colored stockings and white high heels made her legs look even more sexy and alluring. When the bookstore owner learned of my wife's purpose, he very warmly pulled her to sit on the comfortable three-seater sofa opposite his desk, and had her take the price list and explain the features of each bookshelf to him. But as he spoke, his hands began to wander. First, he placed one hand on my wife's thigh, gently stroking it through her stockings. Although my wife had had sexual relations with men like Lao Ding and Lao Ma before, she kept her work and private life very separate. She was absolutely principled at work, and in this situation, she felt embarrassed but didn't want to confront him directly. She could only move her body to the other side, hoping to maintain a safe distance. Unexpectedly, this shameless man, seeing that my wife was too embarrassed to confront him, became even more aggressive, gradually forcing her to one end of the sofa. He then reached his right hand to her other side, gently embracing her waist and caressing it, while his left hand continued to caress her thigh. Xiao Jin was still explaining the price list to him with her left hand, while her right hand, which had been pointing at the list from time to time, was now only used to protect her full breasts. The lecherous man's hand had already moved up from her waist, shamelessly cupping the base of her breasts, and was about to continue his assault on her entire breasts! His wife had been holding onto his hand, but he had grabbed it back, leaving her unable to move. His left hand was now pulling up her already short skirt, which, when she sat down, revealed a large section of her pink legs. His wife had no choice but to sit down hard to prevent him from succeeding. Then, this guy went too far and reached his large hand inside her skirt to explore. Fortunately, she was wearing pantyhose that day, so the man could only caress her inner thighs and genitals through the pantyhose and underwear. My wife, filled with shame and embarrassment, pleaded in a low voice, "Mr. Li, no, no..." "If you don't make me happy, why should I buy your products? There are plenty of better and cheaper options, don't you think?" he said, his face lewd as he continued his shameless assault on my wife's beautiful body. His right hand was already unbuttoning her blouse. My wife struggled, but his words seemed to echo in her ears. Yes, compared to other companies, our company's products didn't have a significant advantage. How could we convince customers? Just as my wife was feeling awkward and helpless, the manager's office door was rudely opened, and a middle-aged woman, ugly and heavily made up, entered. The previously unrestrained man, seeing her, was like a mouse seeing a cat; he immediately released my wife's hand, revealing a hint of panic. The fierce-looking woman had clearly seen what had just happened, glaring menacingly at my embarrassed and shy wife and her man. My wife didn't dare look up at her ferocious appearance, only keeping her head down, adjusting her clothes that the man had disheveled. "What's going on here? Tell me!" the middle-aged woman finally demanded fiercely of the embarrassed man. "Wife, this is a woman selling furniture, trying to sell me her stuff." This henpecked husband actually preemptively accused Xiao Jin. The fierce woman glared at him, and without a word, slapped my wife hard across the face, yelling, "Shameless slut, trying to seduce men here! Get out!" My poor wife, already humiliated by the middle-aged man, was now falsely accused of seducing a man and slapped so hard. She couldn't hold back her grievances any longer and burst into tears, tears streaming down her face where five clear finger marks remained. She didn't explain further, packed her small bag, and left. As she walked to the door, she could still hear the woman say, "I know you're no pushover either. If I hadn't come, you might have done something with this slut..." Xiao Jin, filled with shame and anger, stormed off from this unfortunate place. When we got home, my wife didn't tell me about the embarrassing incident right away, nor did she tell her manager. Partly because it was difficult to talk about, and partly because she was afraid we'd think she was useless. The deal fell through, but General Manager Han didn't say anything. Xiao Jin...She felt guilty, having earned such a high salary yet failing to close a single deal. A week later, Mr. Han asked his wife to contact the purchasing manager of a large company, as he had heard that the company needed to purchase office supplies in bulk due to expansion. His wife felt she couldn't fail him again and vowed to secure the deal. She went to the company several times but couldn't find the purchasing manager. When she finally did, he was busy during the day and told her to meet him at a karaoke bar that evening, where he was having dinner with clients. His wife thought it absurd to discuss business in such a place, but she had no choice. Upon arriving, she was led into a private room. Inside, she saw several elegantly dressed women sitting on a long sofa, drinking with several men. In the middle sat a man in his fifties wearing large gold-rimmed glasses. He wasn't fat, but his noticeably protruding beer belly was visible from a distance, and his cloudy eyes held a lustful gaze. Several men, not young either, were toasting him. When my wife entered, every man present put down their glasses and stared at her with lustful eyes, as if they wanted to see right through her purple suit. "Excuse me, which one of you is Manager Yang?" my wife asked shyly under the men's lecherous gazes. "That's me. You must be Miss Zhuang from ○○ Company?" As my wife had expected, the older man in the middle was the purchasing manager she was looking for. Xiao Jin stepped forward and handed over her business card. The man next to Yang then told the woman who had been standing next to Yang to leave and let my wife sit next to Manager Yang. This man was Manager Yang's assistant. Manager Yang didn't talk to my wife about business; he just kept urging her to drink. The men around her also kept toasting my wife. At first, my wife couldn't refuse and was forced to drink several glasses. Later, she sobered up and refused to drink anymore. Seeing that the alcohol was taking effect, the men stopped forcing her. At this point, Manager Yang became quite unrestrained. Seeing that his wife was getting restless, he pulled her into his arms and, without any regard for the crowd, kissed her snow-white neck and hair. Through her skirt and thin bra, he vigorously kneaded her full, firm breasts. The others, sensing the situation, went to the hostesses beside them for their own pleasure, allowing Manager Yang to act even more freely. My poor, dazed wife tried to push away Manager Yang's large hands that were touching her breasts, murmuring, "No... Manager Yang, we haven't discussed the business yet!" "Miss Zhuang, aren't we discussing it right now?" The lecherous old man said with a lewd grin, seeing his wife's state, while continuing his assault on her breasts. With a forceful pull, he ripped her top up to her waist, revealing her soft, white breasts through her thin white silk bra. Her smooth, snow-white skin, as white as mutton fat, was unbelievably beautiful. Manager Yang pushed aside my wife's resisting hands and roughly pulled up her bra, completely exposing her pair of full, beautiful breasts. The dark red areolas and nipples were so alluring that the over-fifty-year-old Manager Yang couldn't resist taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking on it. His large hand also firmly grasped my wife's other breast. Several men nearby were also drawn to my wife's beautiful breasts, but out of politeness, they didn't stare, only occasionally stealing glances back. My wife, Xiaojin, was still dazed and weak, leaning against the sofa. She tried to push away Manager Yang's large head, which was buried between her breasts, saying, "No, no... let me go, Manager Yang..." The old man was in the middle of his fun and paid no attention to her. He was only concerned with playing with her breasts, and one hand had already lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing the black pantyhose she was wearing underneath. He kissed and sucked her pink breasts while exploring the secrets of the young woman's lower body... A few minutes later, Manager Yang spat out the tender nipple he had been sucking and suddenly reached out and forcefully pulled off my wife's pantyhose. With a forceful pull, he pulled her pantyhose and underwear down to her mons pubis, revealing the woman's dark pubic hair. At this moment, my wife suddenly came to her senses. Seeing that she was bare-breasted and her pantyhose had almost been pulled off, she immediately and instinctively slapped Manager Yang across the face. Not only was Manager Yang stunned, but even the men who were already entangled with the women stopped and stared at my half-naked wife. Xiao Jin herself seemed stunned for a moment by the slap, but she quickly recovered, straightened her disheveled clothes, and stood up with an embarrassed expression, saying to Manager Yang, "I'm sorry, Manager Yang, I was rude." She picked up her purse and stumbled out the door, leaving behind the man's angry and vicious curses. Chapter 3: The Shopping Mall (Part 2) The next day at work, while Xiao Jin was still racking her brains about how to explain the incident to General Manager Han, he stormed in to confront her. "Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you? General Manager Yang called today and said your attitude during the business negotiation was terrible. How can this be allowed! Last time, the bookstore deal fell through, and I didn't say a word, after all, you're new. But this time, the client actually called and said this, do you think I'm not angry? I don't care, this is a big deal, you messed it up, you have to take responsibility for picking it up!" Xiao Jin had never seen him so angry before, and for a moment she didn't dare say anything. Finally, Mr. Han uttered a single sentence: "Get this sorted out within three days!" He then turned and left. My wife was filled with conflict, unsure whether she should bow down to the man who had abused her at work. She could simply walk away, but she felt she had failed herself, her husband, and Mr. Han, leaving them with the impression of a weak and incompetent woman. Should she go back to that lecherous man and beg for his forgiveness? Naturally, it would involve sacrificing her virtue again. Although she had been promiscuous with several men before, this time was different. It wasn't voluntary or for thrills, but because she was begging for his help at work, she felt coerced, which made her feel terrible. After a painful internal struggle, my wife decided she had to prove herself, even if it meant making some sacrifices. She made a huge decision and finally knocked on the door of the company's purchasing department. Old Yang and his henchman, who was also present that day, were inside. Mr. Yang looked at my wife with a serious, contemptuous expression: "Miss, what brings you here?" "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I was wrong that day. I'm here to apologize. Can I speak with you alone?" The henchman's gloating expression was unbearable for my wife. "Miss Zhuang, I don't know what you did wrong, and I don't think there's any need to speak with you alone, is that right, Xiao He?" He deliberately ignored Xiao Jin and spoke to his henchman. "Yes, Mr. Yang," the man flattered him. Xiao Jin was truly humiliated, but her stubborn nature prevailed. "Mr. Yang, I'm truly here to admit my mistake. Please accept my apology!" Xiao Jin's tone was resolute this time. Old Yang feigned helplessness and said to his henchman, "Xiao He, she's so sincere, let's give her a chance, okay?" The henchman, of course, understood his meaning: "We can give Miss Zhuang a chance. Mr. Yang, I'll go out first then, you two can talk slowly." With that, he tactfully walked out. "Miss Zhuang, I don't know how you want to apologize?" Xiao Jin understood what the man in front of her meant. She gritted her teeth, already mentally prepared to sacrifice her body: "Whatever you want, it's up to you." Mr. Yang was still relentless: "Is this your sincerity?" His wife knew he was retaliating against her, deliberately trying to humiliate her. There was no way around it; she knew what he wanted. At this moment, she was no longer so shy. She slowly unbuttoned her white top, took it off, then reached down to her waist to unbutton her skirt, bent down, lifted her slender feet in strappy brown high heels, and took off her skirt as well. My wife, a sexy young woman, was dressed only in a bra, panties, flesh-colored stockings, a white garter belt around her waist, and sexy high heels in front of Old Yang, that lecherous man. Mr. Yang stared intently at the half-naked, beautiful young professional woman before him, drooling and wanting nothing more than to devour her. Yet, he maintained a haughty air, arrogantly rising from his chair and raising his arms, gesturing for my wife to come and undress him. Xiao Jin already hated this old man, but she could only swallow her anger. She obediently went over, pulled Mr. Yang's shirt out of his trousers, and unbuttoned it one button at a time, throwing it onto the chair. Mr. Yang, who had been staring at her pretty face, stopped when she undressed him. He then lowered his head, giving Xiao Jin a suggestive look, indicating that she should take off his trousers. Poor Xiao Jin had no choice but to comply, unbuckling his belt and letting his trousers slip down to his ankles, revealing his floral underwear. She knew this man wouldn't let her off easily today, so she didn't hesitate any longer and pulled down his underwear. A dark, limp penis, resembling a dead snake, was shamelessly exposed, with sparse pubic hair around the scrotum. Old Yang's naked body was truly hideous. He had a large beer belly, his upper body wasn't very strong, his legs were thin and short, and his skin showed obvious signs of aging, loose and sagging.He had developed some age spots. He then looked down at his ugly penis and gestured for my wife to give him oral sex. Xiao Jin felt she had never done anything more disgusting, but she still opened her small mouth, forcing herself to swallow the man's penis, and gently sucked on it. The man breathed heavily with pleasure, enjoying my wife's oral sex while opening a drawer in his desk, taking out a bottle of pills, swallowing two—imported American male enhancement drugs that could guarantee an erection for over half an hour. "Lick my balls too!" Mr. Yang ordered my wife, who was sucking his penis. Seeing the young woman with long, wavy black hair between his legs, so obediently letting him do as he pleased, Mr. Yang was overjoyed. Whether it was the aphrodisiac or my wife's efforts, his previously limp penis gradually rose, growing larger and harder in my wife's mouth. So Mr. Yang told Xiao Jin to stop, and to get up and lie down on the large desk. He then took off his shoes, removed his underwear and trousers from his ankles, and prepared for the final work. He greedily looked at my wife, who was lying on her back with her eyes closed, grabbed her ankles and pulled her body down, positioning her buttocks on the edge of the desk, making it easier for him to access her breasts. After removing my wife's white bra, he began to roughly fondle her. Instead of gently kissing and caressing her delicate breasts, he retaliated by biting at them or sucking on her nipples with all his might, as if he wanted to actually suck out her milk. He also forcefully kneaded her other breast with one hand, perversely deforming it. My wife was in excruciating pain from his retaliatory fondling, but she endured the old man's torment silently, forcing herself not to cry out or shed tears. After playing with my wife's breasts for a while, the old man began to attack her lower body. He first lewdly touched her vulva through her thin panties, and was surprised to find that her panties were already soaked. He then grinned maliciously and said mockingly, "I didn't expect Miss Zhuang to be so prim and proper, but she's so slutty at heart! Just a few licks and touches from a man and she's already this wet." My wife was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. The humiliation had such a strong reaction from her body, and her lower body seemed to be overflowing with desire. The old man slowly pulled down my wife's wet panties and spread her legs apart. Like a dog, he stuck out his hot tongue to lick her pink vulva, his tongue swirling around her labia... The intense stimulation from her lower body made my wife want to scream, but in the office, she could only suppress her soft moans. After licking for a while, Mr. Yang finally stopped, straightened up, and put my wife Xiaojin's legs on his shoulders. He held his fully erect penis with one hand and aimed it at her genitals, rubbing the glans against her wet vaginal opening. He rubbed for a long time but refused to go in, making my wife extremely uncomfortable. He glanced smugly at the restless young woman's pretty face on the table and teased her, "Miss Zhuang, you want it? Just say so!" At first, my young wife wanted to endure it a little longer, but the man's penis kept stimulating her most sensitive parts, which was too intense. Old Yang was too experienced with women, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She shyly squeezed out a few words, "Give it to me!" The old man wouldn't let her go and continued to ask, "What do you want? Say it clearly! Otherwise, how can I give it to you?" The young wife could only grit her teeth and say shamefully, "Please, put your thing in!" "Ah! So you want my treasure in you? You should have said so earlier, Miss Zhuang!" The old man deliberately emphasized the last three words to insult her, then straightened his waist and inserted his large glans into her narrow vagina, but he didn't go deep. He only inserted a small part of his penis and made piston-like movements back and forth. This only gave his wife a little satisfaction, making her even more uncomfortable. Afraid of crying out, she could only bite her fingers. After being penetrated a dozen times, she finally couldn't help but lower her pride and beg for mercy: "Mr. Yang, please, put your whole thing in, okay?" "You slut, you were showing off in front of me the other day, not giving me any face. Since you want it today, I'll give it to you, I'll fuck you to death, you bitch!" Old Yang said smugly, then plunged his entire penis into my wife's warm, narrow vagina. But he maintained a slow thrusting rhythm, sometimes pulling his penis out completely, waiting a while before inserting it again, moving in and out of my young wife's body with deep and shallow thrusts. Xiao Jin's lower body was soaked with lustful fluids, her pubic hair sticking together in clumps, covered in the fluids. If she hadn't been biting her fingers, she would have already screamed from the stimulation. Whether it was Old Yang's exceptional skill or the intense shame that spurred her on, Xiao Jin was particularly excited this time. While her genitals were being violated by the man, she couldn't help but caress her naked breasts with her hands. Having already lost all face in front of this lecherous old man, there was no need to hide anything anymore. So, panting, she said, "Mr. Yang...please...faster!" Seeing that he had already aroused the young woman, Old Yang became even more energetic, thrusting his penis harder, making her gasp repeatedly. He thought to himself, "This little bitch is fucking amazing! If I hadn't taken that American drug beforehand, I probably would have already finished." At this moment, he lowered my wife's soft legs, which were draped over his shoulders, allowing her to clamp her legs around his thick waist. Xiao Jin spread her legs lasciviously, her legs, clad in alluring stockings and high heels, crossed and rested against his unsightly buttocks, tightly gripping his waist, letting him roam freely over her lower body… The old man, somewhat tired of this, pulled his wet penis from her vagina, sat down in a chair, and pointed to his still erect member, saying to my wife, “Come sit down.” Xiao Jin obediently climbed off the table naked, and at Lao Yang’s signal, stood with her legs apart in front of the chair, presenting her snow-white buttocks to Mr. Yang’s face. Carefully guiding his hard penis towards her vulva with one hand, she slowly sat down, allowing the man’s erect penis to penetrate her lower body. This position allowed Lao Yang’s penis to penetrate deeply, the hot glans hitting her clitoris, causing her to moan softly. She then began to sway her plump buttocks up and down, lasciviously manipulating Mr. Yang’s rather large penis. Old Yang would occasionally thrust his hips upwards to match her movements, almost always hitting her G-spot directly, his scrotum slapping her buttocks with a resounding "smack, smack." In the purchasing department office of XX company, such a scene of passion was unfolding: a young woman of exceptional beauty, temperament, and figure straddled an older man's lap, naked, her eyes closed, her expression one of ecstasy as she enjoyed the violation of his penis, moaning ecstatically. At the same time, she exaggeratedly spread her plump thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, resting on the man's lap, her hands on her knees, her pair of bare, full, and erect breasts swaying violently with her movements, being caressed wantonly by the man's hands reaching from behind. The older man's dark, yellowish skin made the young woman's fair skin appear even more incredibly sexy, making the scene even more arousing. Supported by an effective aphrodisiac, President Yang had been having sex with Xiao Jin for a long time, during which she had already experienced two orgasms. Finally, Mr. Yang seemed about to ejaculate. He made my wife support herself on the desk with both hands, arching her buttocks upwards. Then, he grabbed her buttocks from behind and began the final, frenzied rape. Clearly, he was also excited, yelling as he fucked her, "I'm going to fuck you to death, you little slut! I'll teach you to pretend to be a lady, you slut!" His thrusting became incredibly rapid, his large scrotum slapping against my wife's vulva with lewd sounds. My wife was at the peak of her excitement, moaning loudly, no longer caring that people outside the door might hear. After countless thrusts, Mr. Yang finally ejaculated inside my wife, his heavy breathing like that of a mule. Xiao Jin, exhausted from two orgasms, simply sat down on the floor after he withdrew his penis. The old lecher ignored her, focusing only on putting on his clothes. When my wife came to her senses, she tried to put on her clothes but found her bra and panties were missing. She searched everywhere but couldn't find them, so she asked the man, embarrassed, "Excuse me, Mr. Yang, have you seen my bra and panties?" Mr. Yang leered at the naked woman on the floor, leering, and said, "Your bra and panties are here. I'm going to keep them as a collection. Miss Zhuang, you don't mind, do you?" My wife was both ashamed and angry, cursing him as a pervert in her heart, but she didn't dare offend him. She could only plead, "Please give them back, otherwise how am I supposed to go home?" "How am I supposed to go home? Of course, I'll go home wearing your clothes. Collecting the underwear of the women I've played with in the office is my hobby. After playing with them, I always keep some souvenirs, don't you thin

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