My slutty wife

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I've dated many girls, but the most attractive type to me is the lustful kind. Heaven chose a girl with a very strong sex drive to be my wife. Actually, she hadn't dated any other men before we married, but during our conversation on our wedding night, I saw the lustful desires hidden deep within her. We embraced in bed, made love, and she lay panting in my arms. We whispered to each other for a while, and I asked her, "Now that you're my wife, tell me honestly, what are your wishes?" I thought she would answer something like, "I want my husband to love me forever," or "I hope to have a child." But she thought for a moment, then smiled mysteriously, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Won't you be angry if I tell you, honey?" "Of course not," I gently stroked her hair. My wife blushed and said, "I want many men." This really surprised me. "Why?" I asked. "No reason, I just want to. Of course, I don't want to make friends, just any man will do." "What kind of men do you want them to be?" I suddenly felt very excited and continued to press her for answers. "I want...I want," my wife chuckled shyly, then whispered in my ear, "I want them to gang rape me, honey, will you save me?" I slapped her bottom. "Of course not!" "Fine!" My wife pretended to be angry, crawling out of bed and getting naked. Her pubic hair, covered in my semen and her own vaginal fluid, clung to her lower abdomen, making it impossible to cover her private parts, which glistened under the light. "I'm going out to be raped right now." Although she smiled, her eyes were serious. I sensed this wasn't a joke. Was my newlywed wife's vagina really going to be penetrated by someone else? Before I could answer, my wife was already standing naked at the door, not even wearing slippers. "I'm going to the construction site downstairs, see you later!" The construction site downstairs! It was full of migrant workers' tents, only those ugly and filthy migrant workers lived there. My wife...my newlywed virgin wife was gone. I quickly dressed, taking my wife's clothes with me, and went downstairs. It was pitch black all around. Would my wife really be naked at the construction site? She was probably just joking, right? With a heavy heart, I gazed at the construction tents in the distance. Suddenly, a light came on inside, followed by a commotion. I couldn't believe it. I quietly moved to a corner next to the construction site. Was my wife really there? While I was still wondering, I heard her voice: "Who's the leader here?" A hoarse voice replied, "I am. Little wench, you came here naked, are you trying to have a son?" Then came a burst of laughter. My wife joined in the laughter, saying, "Brothers, I see you've been working hard day and night, so today I'm bringing you some milk to drink, to help you recover." "Good!" the filthy thugs started clapping. "Then you can line up," my wife said, seemingly taking command. I couldn't contain myself any longer and gritted my teeth as I walked into the workers' shed. "Wife, let's go home. It's too late." My wife looked at me awkwardly. "You've come to rescue me now? You want me to leave, but will they agree?" She then said to the group of migrant workers, "Those who want me to stay, hold me down." Before she finished speaking, the migrant workers swarmed forward and tackled my wife to the ground. My wife giggled incessantly. "Honey, I'm the commander-in-chief now! You have no say in this. Everyone line up, it's time to nurse!" "Wife, you..." Seeing the unfriendly looks from the people around me, I didn't dare to continue. My wife was already lying on a table, and the migrant workers had formed a long line, about 20 people. My wife said that two people could come at a time because she had two milk-producing organs. The foreman was, of course, the first. The second was a grinning man with a face covered in black dirt. The foreman squatted to my wife's left, his dirty hands pinching my wife's left breast, his black tongue enveloping my wife's plump nipple. The man with the fangs seemed particularly fond of the areola. He held my wife's nipple with his left hand and pressed his right hand against her breast, his large, yellowed teeth grinding and nibbling at the red areola. My wife was truly aroused; she threw her head back and moaned loudly, "Ah...my nipples feel so good...suck my nipples...husband, do you like others sucking your wife's nipples?" "Yes." I couldn't resist the pleasure of my wife being violated, and I was even more eager to see what would happen next. My wife was stunned by my answer and excitedly shouted, "Everyone, come on! Listen up! Don't miss a single piece of flesh on my breasts! You have to eat every part of my breasts, areolas, and nipples, let your stinking saliva flow into the milk ducts on my nipples!" At her command, the migrant workers surged forward like a tidal wave... Hearing my wife's call, the migrant workers rushed forward, a dark mass, and all I could see was my beloved wife's legs kicking excitedly. I never imagined my woman could be so lewd. I called out, "Wife, how's it down there?" My wife replied loudly, "Fantastic! Husband, my nipples are going to be bitten raw." At this moment, several migrant workers who hadn't gotten any milk couldn't hold back any longer. They spread my wife's legs and began to frantically lick my wife's genitals. My wife screamed and cursed, "You stinking son! You're going to play with your mother's genitals so soon!" Then some of the migrant workers moved from my wife's breasts to her lower body. Two migrant workers were tearing at my wife's labia with their teeth, one was licking her vagina, and another was eating her clitoris. The others weren't sparing any area around her vagina either. I was beyond excited; my wife, who had just lost her virginity, had become a tool for the migrant workers to vent their lust. My wife was still pouting and reporting to me, "Honey, these filthy devils are licking my hymen! If you don't save me, my hymen will be licked to pieces!" I said gleefully, "Your hymen isn't broken yet! Let those filthy devils stick their tongues into your uterus and lick it clean too!" "Good for you!" my wife whined. "Sons, push harder, shove your tongues all the way in!" The two migrant workers worked even harder, pulling my wife's labia apart, making her vagina a large, round hole. The middle worker grinned wickedly, stuck out his long tongue, and thrust it in! "Ah!—" My wife's pained yet pleasurable cry echoed from the crowd. I congratulated my wife, "Darling, are you enjoying it?" My wife said, "You like seeing your wife's vaginal flesh being licked by that filthy ghost so much." "So what?" I replied. Before I could finish speaking, the migrant worker who had first licked my wife's clitoris pulled out his penis, which was a foot long and two inches in diameter, and pressed it against the entrance of my wife's vagina, then slowly inserted it. My wife whistled happily, "Honey, a cock's inside my vagina!" "Great!" I exclaimed, even more excited. "Tell me how it feels!" "Mine... ah, its glans has reached my vaginal sphincter... oh... it's reached my G-spot... ah... it's hitting my cervix!" The foreman first shoved his cock into my wife's vagina, and now two large cocks were inside her at the same time. But no one else could watch, so several migrant workers successively poked their fingers through the gap, touching the inner walls of my wife's vagina. It was unbelievable; my wife's vagina could actually accommodate two cocks and seven or eight fingers, and more fingers were being added. The migrant workers not only inserted them but also started thrusting. "What a wide vagina!" I praised. "Thank you for the compliment," my wife cried out again, "Who's going to fuck my ass?" Immediately, another cock was inserted, and my wife cried out, "Add another one!" Another cock was inserted, and at the same time, several more fingers were being inserted into her anus. "You have quite the appetite," I exclaimed sincerely. "So what?" my wife said proudly, "My urethra can hold a penis!" "I don't believe you," I said, deliberately provoking her. She got really angry, grabbed a migrant worker's penis, and shoved it into her urethra. I couldn't believe it; my wife's tiny urethra could actually accommodate a penis. At first, the penis wouldn't go in no matter what she did, but with a lot of pulling and pushing, the penis gradually disappeared, and blood began to flow from my wife's urethra. I felt a little sorry for her and asked with concern, "Does it hurt a lot?" My wife shook her head frantically, "It feels so good! It's piercing my bladder!" Now, five penises were rubbing against my wife's vagina, anus, and urethra at the same time, two were in her mouth, and two were in her hands. The remaining migrant workers could only rub their penises against my wife's skin. One short migrant worker rubbed his penis against my wife's foot. After a while, he seemed unsatisfied, so he put my wife's little toe into his penis. Some of the migrant workers started ejaculating, their semen splattering on my wife's stomach and breasts. My wife's throat started gurgling; I guessed she was drinking the filthy men's white liquid. 8.The thought of migrant workers' semen flowing from my wife's mouth into her stomach filled me with inexplicable joy. Even more exciting was the sight of my wife's lower body starting to climax! With a roar from the foreman, my beloved wife's legs shot skyward, her buttocks raised even higher, and a penis, deep inside her cervix, generously poured semen into her ovaries. My wife cried out joyfully, "Shoot! Shoot! I've been raped, my sons have shot into my uterus! My ovaries are soaked in semen! Good sons! Fill them with more!" The fire from her anus was equally intense, and her bleeding urethra gushed forth a white fountain! The migrant workers had been holding back for too long; they took turns penetrating my wife's vagina, anus, urethra, and clitoris, not sparing any inch of her skin. My wife experienced repeated orgasms, her moans rising and falling. The debauchery only ended as dawn approached, but my wife was still unsatisfied. The foreman said he had many fellow villagers scattered across various construction sites, but some sites had too many workers. My wife was thrilled, so I made a deal with him: he would take us to a different site each night so the workers would gang rape my wife. Before dawn, I held my wife, who was covered in sores, and we encountered some elementary and middle school students on their way to school in the stairwell. I made them take turns having sex with her. Back home, as I had sex with her, I imagined what would happen at the other construction sites that night. The rest is another story.

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