Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Man's Confession (A Betrayer's Confession) - Chapter 160 The Club's Celebration 7

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Looking at the ace in my hand and the 8 in Liang Yuzhen's, I felt like the sky was falling, like the world was ending. But she was beaming like she'd won the lottery; I bet she'd never been this excited in her entire life.
The horse was already saddled; there was no turning back. I pressed on, saying, "Speak! What do you want me to do?"
Seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, Liang Yuzhen couldn't help but laugh out loud first, and said slowly, "Weren't you enjoying watching? Now I want to see you doggy style!"
"Ah!" Not only did my wife look terrible, but I exclaimed in surprise as well.
My reaction pleased Liang Yuzhen, who said smugly, "Didn't you understand? I want to see doggy style! What do you guys think?"
"Yes, doggy style..." Everyone laughed maliciously, their faces full of anticipation.
The doggy-style position is a popular one, especially for men, as it can create a sense of conquest. However, some women dislike this position because it evokes animalistic images. Furthermore, a drawback of this position is the lack of face-to-face eye contact and emotional exchange, which is culturally viewed by feminists as disrespectful to women, as it can make women feel oppressed and enslaved.
However, this position makes penetration easier because the angles of the man and woman are similar. During rear-entry, there is less pressure on the woman's abdomen, which is why doctors recommend it for pregnant women. Furthermore, the slapping sound produced by the man's abdominal movements against the woman's buttocks can enhance male sexual pleasure, thus providing more stimulation.
Although I'd seen this position in movies many times before, my wife and I had never tried it at home. She never wanted to, and I didn't want to force her. Today, we were forced into it, and my wife was the most...
"Hurry up, doggy style..." Everyone started cheering, and Ye Ziyan and the indifferent Qin Xue also joined in.
Tonight, forced into this situation, my wife is probably under the most psychological pressure. Looking at her resentful eyes, I felt a deep sense of guilt. I thought she didn't understand, and I wanted to explain the position to her, but she interrupted me, blaming me for it all.
Having already seen Liang Yuzhen and her husband's performance, the wife, familiar with the rules, knew she couldn't avoid it. She picked up a glass of strong liquor and downed half a glass in one gulp, making my stomach churn. Putting down the glass, she glared at me angrily, walked to the center of the arena, and, imitating a puppy, slowly crawled on the ground.
Seeing his wife's mixture of shame and anger, her unwillingness yet helplessness, all the men's eyes gleamed with desire. Before I even made my move, their lower bodies were already erect, as if they wished they were the ones on top of her. I couldn't let them think too much, so I quickly followed and knelt behind my wife.
"I want to see that pose completely, and I also have to bark like a puppy during the process," Liang Yuzhen continued to bombard us with questions.
"You're kidding me!" I turned around with a pained expression.
"I don't care, this is a classic case of the devil being one step ahead of the saint. Who told you to start this war first?" Liang Yuzhen ignored my complaints and then said smugly, "You don't have to shout, but I won't yell to pass. You can just lie there all night and let us see you to our hearts' content."
Damn, I was filled with anger, frustration, and regret all at once. I felt like I should have done it sooner.
"Hurry up!" Under everyone's watchful eyes, my wife was already at her breaking point, urging me on from beneath her.
I took a breath and had no choice but to give in. Turning my gaze back, my wife was lying beneath me, her smooth, snowy back revealing an alluring curve. Today she was wearing a pale white lace dress, and up close, I could even vaguely see her pink anus beneath the lace. My already restless silver spear instantly stiffened before it even began to move.
"Whoa!" The men and women cheered, but I couldn't hear them anymore. The nerves in my brain had snapped, and my ears were ringing.
I leaned over and straddled my wife's back, but this way I couldn't see what was behind her at all. I didn't dare go too low; when I thrust my hips, I either poked her anus through her underwear or just brushed past her from below. This made her body go limp, and she would sometimes twist her hips to avoid it, and sometimes squeeze her legs together, getting a pleasurable friction.
I could clearly feel my wife's every reaction, which fueled my burning desire, making me desperate to find a place to release it. But those two thin pieces of cloth were like an impenetrable city gate, leaving me only to sigh helplessly and anxiously.
"Shout! Shout! Shout!" The spectators started to cheer.
The feeling of being watched by others is very stimulating. A strange feeling arose in my heart, and I wondered if my wife felt the same way.
I didn't want to lie there like that all night, so every time I poked someone, I made a couple of moans. The moans sounded like a lascivious love song, making the men and women around me tremble and forget all about thinking.
The man swallowed hard; his lower body was already erect, pushing his underwear up high. Someone unconsciously reached out and rubbed his hard genitals, trying to relieve the itch. The woman unconsciously grabbed the man beside her, panting softly, her pretty face flushed crimson.
Not only them, but even his wife was struck dumb, her legs clamping tightly together. This made it impossible for me to slide down from below; every time I thrust into her anus, her body involuntarily tried to move forward, but then immediately pulled back as if to meet me, her soft gasps gradually turning into screams of alarm.
Regardless of my wife's moans, the reactions of the crowd around me, or even my own imitation of dog barks, I was completely engrossed and unable to escape. At that moment, I felt a sense of humiliation and even wanted to die, yet I also perversely experienced a new and inexplicable pleasure that made me unable to stop and unwilling to stop.
This inexplicable pleasure and humiliation made me feel dizzy. Morality, self-respect, and all kinds of concepts were abandoned, as if everything in the world had become unimportant. I just wanted to vent boldly; it seemed that only in this way could I feel freedom of body and mind and quell the desires that had been suppressed in my heart.
"Oh no... Ah!" I don't know how much time had passed, but when I and everyone else were completely absorbed in it, I heard my wife's soft moan from below.
It was like a celestial sound, or perhaps a Buddhist chant, that startled me from the sea of desire, rescued me, and gradually calmed the turmoil in my heart. I opened my eyes, hurriedly scrambling to my feet, my face pale. I couldn't quite describe the feeling—the despair of not being able to continue, the shame of being forced to bark like a dog, and the self-reproach for my own loss.
I don't know why things turned out this way, but I don't feel guilty or regretful. Instead, I feel a little happy. It seems that our marriage and our love have been rekindled, allowing me to experience a different kind of passion.
My wife knelt on the ground, panting, her whole body limp. Even if I didn't press down on her, she wouldn't be able to stand up. I composed myself and pulled her up from the ground. I saw tears welling up in her eyes; she looked as delicate as a flower with dewdrops, blooming in the morning sun.
Even though we've stopped, it doesn't stop people's fantasies. Especially the men, who stand there dumbfounded, still not back to their senses, their eyes filled with predatory desire as they look at their wives.
The women weren't much better off; they all leaned against the men, staring at my wife and me. They seemed to realize it was our first time in this position, their faces filled with disbelief, their eyes gleaming with passion.

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