My wife likes to be molested

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When I woke up again, it was already dawn. My phone was vibrating beside me; it was Meng calling.
"Hey, are you awake?"
I answered the phone. "Oh, you woke me up!"
"I'm up, I'll come wake you!"
I said, and hung up.
Hmph! Did he think I didn't know what he was thinking? I looked at my wife, still fast asleep beside me. Hmph, look all you want. I gently unbuttoned my wife's shirt, then pulled it to one side, revealing half of her breast and most of her white bosom. My wife was still fast asleep, her hair disheveled and plastered to her neck, her mouth slightly open, completely unaware that her husband had already exposed her upper body.
"Knock knock!"
There was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it, gesturing for him to be quiet. The two of us sneaked into the room like thieves.
Meng saw my wife's sleeping posture and gave me a mischievous grin. I pouted, and he slowly walked over, gently lifting my wife's collar until her full, white breasts were fully exposed. My wife was still fast asleep, completely unaware that someone was watching her breasts up close.
Although she had been seen naked yesterday, it was due to the alcohol and the atmosphere, and it was also quite dark there; but now, it was bright outside, and a few rays of light shone through the curtains, illuminating my wife's snow-white chest, with her red nipples standing erect.
I was worried that my wife would be embarrassed if she woke up and saw me, so I whispered to Meng, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Meng nodded.
"Damn! How come it seems like I've become the third person?"
I thought to myself, but I still slipped into the bathroom and peeked at them through the crack in the door. I was also curious about how my wife would react if she suddenly woke up and found that the man next to her wasn't me.
Meng definitely knew I was behind the door. He turned around, gave me a wicked grin, and slowly leaned down, slipping one hand inside my right collar and gently kneading it. His mouth then took my wife's left breast into his mouth…
“Mmm…don't disturb me…”
My wife, her sensitive area being invaded, quickly became aroused, pulling at Meng's hair with both hands, weakly trying to push him away. But her small strength was no match for a grown man, and soon she began to moan: “Ah…mmm…no…ah…”
My wife's voice is actually very beautiful, especially in the morning when she's half-asleep. Sometimes, when I was woken up by a client's call, her languid voice would excite me so much I'd want to masturbate. I don't know what that client was like, but some clients often call in the morning, and at this time, she's very wet.
Sometimes, I'd wait until my wife was still asleep or on the phone and then thrust into her, making her orgasm before she even woke up. But now, my wife probably didn't expect that it was Meng lying on her naked body, holding Meng's head tightly against her chest.
Meng withdrew his hand from my wife's right breast and instead reached down, kissing her passionately. My wife murmured "Mmm," her eyes still closed, and wrapped her arms around Meng's neck. The two of them began a wet kiss on my bed, while Meng's hand moved directly to my wife's lower body. I saw my wife's body involuntarily writhe, her breasts rubbing against Meng's chest.
Suddenly, my wife trembled and tilted her head back. Meng's lips slowly slid down to my wife's neck, while his hand, which had been attacking her lower body, had already pulled her panties aside, his middle finger stroking her labia.
My wife's emotions from yesterday hadn't been resolved, and she couldn't withstand such stimulation. Her arousal slowly rose, but the man in front of her wasn't going to let her go. I saw his middle finger slowly slide deep into my wife's pubic hair, slowly moving in and out. Each time, the finger went all the way in, and when it came out, it was glistening with my wife's vaginal fluid. As the speed of his fingers increased, Meng's mouth moved to his wife's breasts...
"Ah...ah...it's you...no, no, don't do this. Where's my husband?"
His wife opened her eyes, and what she saw was Meng's smiling face. What made her even more ashamed was that her breasts were pressed tightly against Meng's face, squeezed into a ball shape, and the fingers inside her vagina were also stimulating her desire. "You...you take...you take your hands out...ah...um...doing this...doing this to me...I can't take it...ha...don't go so deep...ah...it feels so good...um...be gentle...ah...ah...out...not two...ah...you're adding more..."
I saw Meng's index finger also inserted, and then his ring finger also inserted into my wife's vagina, which was full of lustful fluid. Now there were three fingers constantly going in and out of my wife's vagina, and they were also stimulating her vaginal walls from three directions. My wife quickly became aroused, and waves of lustful fluid flowed out, some even splashing out with Meng's thrusting.
My wife, so stimulated, quickly succumbed to Meng's onslaught: "Mmm...so good...fuck me...fuck me harder..."
Seeing all this, I recalled yesterday's scene, as if my wife was now surrounded by those three men, three large penises taking turns entering and exiting her cunt, my wife being forced into various lewd positions, fiercely responding to them.
"Ah...ah...faster...faster...fuck me...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...good husband...fuck me as much as you want...ah...mmm..."
My wife screamed, her lower body trembling rapidly, her buttocks thrusting up and down, her toes taut, her waist twisting desperately. Meng's palm was pressed tightly against my wife's vulva, the back of his hand already soaked with her juices, each thrust releasing a gush of fluid...
My wife climaxed for over a minute, finally collapsing, clutching Meng's head, breathing heavily. After calming down, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Meng guiltily: "Why are you here?"
I thought about how my dream of a threesome had finally arrived, and my wife was definitely unable to resist. So I quietly came out of the bathroom, opened the bedroom door, and then slammed it shut, as if I had just come back from outside. Then I went to the bedside. My wife had already quickly burrowed under the covers, her face flushed. If my wife yesterday was a glamorous dancer, now she was like a delicate young wife, looking at me uneasily.
"Um, I went out for a bit. When are we going out?"
I asked, pretending not to know, but judging from the state of the room, I could easily guess what had just happened.
"You guys go out, I'm not going,"
my wife said.
"Huh? Why?"
Meng asked. This guy, he just raped my wife, and now he's playing along with her act.
"I drank a little too much yesterday, and I have a headache..."
Looking at my wife, her brows were furrowed. I didn't know if it was because she had enjoyed herself too much or if she really had a headache.
"It does have a headache. I even went downstairs to buy medicine yesterday."
So my wife had gone downstairs to buy medicine yesterday. I searched everywhere, but I happened to stumble upon another scene of live sex.
"Ah! Well, sister-in-law, take a rest. Yan and I will go downstairs to buy something to eat and come back up to find you later,"
Meng said.
Wow! I didn't expect Meng to let my wife off so easily. I was planning to have another big fight with her!
But I know my wife can't drink too much. Once, at the company's New Year's Eve dinner, she got drunk and called me to pick her up. But at that time, my home was far from where they were eating. When I arrived, my wife was the only girl left in the private room. Several men were also drunk and staggering. My wife was slumped on the sofa, and when I went to pull her up, she was pushing me away.
There was no other way at the time, so her colleague and I each supported her on one side. I don't know if she was drunk or what, but when her colleague supported her, he put his arm around her waist, and his hand unintentionally pressed against my wife's breast. However, I have a penchant for exhibitionism and humiliation, so I pretended not to see it.
I don't know how they treated my wife before I arrived, and when I took her clothes off at home, I found that her bra had been unhooked. Fortunately, there was no smell of other men's semen in her vagina, but her panties were completely soaked. But now, Meng just let my wife go like that.
I saw Meng stand up and say to me, "Let's go, let's go downstairs and get something to eat!"
"Okay, I'll wash up."
Since he said that, I had no choice but to suppress my anger and turn to go into the bathroom. During this time, I heard them "chirping" outside, which I couldn't understand, interspersed with my wife's giggles.
Leaving my wife behind, we went downstairs to the restaurant. The restaurant was still empty, and we made small talk. Suddenly I heard a familiar voice: "Waiter, order!"
I turned around and saw three men and one woman—the same three men from yesterday, and they were the same three men sitting next to me. But yesterday morning I only saw three men; it was too dark at night, and I wasn't sure if it was them. Now, the voice and appearance matched perfectly, so my attention shifted to the woman.
No wonder I mistook her for my wife yesterday; her figure and hairstyle were exactly the same, though her skin was fairer. My wife works as a market supervisor and is always out and about, so her skin isn't as fair as this woman's, but it's a healthy color.
The woman wore a black top, which revealed her long legs, and high heels made her appear even taller. When they sat down, the woman faced me, and I was surprised to see that her face also bore a resemblance to mine; no wonder I mistook her yesterday.
Three men surrounded her, with the men on either side sitting close to her. The woman looked a little awkward and exhausted. I thought so too; judging from what she'd said yesterday, she'd been with three men for a whole day and night, and then dragged out for some casual sex at night. It was normal for her to be listless.
I winked at Meng, who glanced back, then turned back to me with a smile and said, "Was it that one from yesterday…?"
"Yeah, probably. She was really strong. Too bad she's not my wife…"
"Heh, would you really let your wife go?"
Meng countered.
"To be honest, no! My wife doesn't have that kind of stamina. She can't handle three men at once. Look at you this morning, she couldn't even take a few thrusts."
I said dejectedly.
"Hmm, when will you train your wife to be like that?"
Meng said with a lewd grin.
"I'd like to too, but we'll take it slow! But she can accept you now, so we'll plan for later!"
I glanced at the woman opposite me, who was writhing uncomfortably. The hands of the two men beside her weren't on the table either. Were they being violated here too?
The food across the table was served quickly. The men, who looked like they hadn't eaten for days, devoured it in no time—they must have been exhausted! The woman, however, didn't eat much; perhaps she was full of semen? As I was fantasizing, I saw them stand up to pay the bill, and then the three of them walked towards the door.
"Should we follow?"
I asked Meng.
"No, it's broad daylight,"
Meng shook her head.
We sat until eleven o'clock, then went upstairs to call my wife to continue visiting other attractions. However, when we went up, my wife had already finished washing up. I was still thinking about my plans when we entered, but seeing her already dressed, I had to abandon the idea.
Today we drove to the Qingming Riverside Scene. It wasn't as majestic as the Qin Palace, but it had a more poetic and picturesque feel. Because of what happened at the bar yesterday and this morning (my wife probably still thinks I don't know), she was much more relaxed. Sometimes she even hugged Meng to look at this and that, and I saw her breasts being squeezed so tightly they almost popped out several times.
Meng played the role of husband very well, while I ended up being the guest of honor. However, my eyes were darting around, because when we came in, I saw a Hummer parked at the entrance.
Since it wasn't a holiday, there were very few tourists; almost no one was around. I wondered where they had gone. As I searched, I saw three men with a woman in the distance disappear into a grove of trees. Seeing my wife playing around with Meng, I decided to ignore them and, making an excuse, headed towards the grove.
Turning a corner, I saw a narrow corridor leading up the mountain, but the four of them were nowhere to be seen. I wasn't sure if I'd gone the wrong way, but I slowly started walking up.
Halfway up, I heard men's laughter. A feeling of relief washed over me—this was it. To be honest, that woman was very attractive to me, not just because she resembled my wife somewhat, but also because, aside from porn, this was the first time I'd ever seen a scene involving multiple men and one woman, and it was quite a shock to me. This time, with such a real scene, I couldn't miss it.
I jogged up the stairs following the sound and finally found them. I was in a similar spot to yesterday, still at the top. I carefully crouched behind a clump of grass and saw that their battle had already begun. The woman's clothes were pulled up to her waist, her breasts were incredibly white, shining brightly in the sunlight, but they were being constantly rubbed by two large hands.
Three men surrounded her. The woman squatted on the ground, one hand holding a penis, the other in her mouth, constantly swallowing and switching between them. I could see the three penises taking turns entering and exiting her mouth, sometimes all the way in and out, all three penises covered in her saliva.
This scene, usually only seen in adult films, was now unfolding before me under the blue sky and white clouds. I saw the man to her right squat down, walk behind her, and spread her legs apart. The woman's body leaned forward due to gravity, one snow-white arm tightly embracing the waist of the man in front of her, her buttocks obediently sticking up. The man behind her knelt on the ground, his penis fully erect, disappearing between her buttocks in an instant. The man in front of her also squatted down, spreading his legs, pressing the woman's head between his thighs, and then fondling her breasts. The three of them were sharing this fair and tender body.
The man behind her thrust for a while, muttering something under the wind, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Then I saw him turn the woman's body over, so she was facing up, then press her legs into an M shape and thrust in again.
The woman's head was resting on another man's thigh, a penis in her mouth. Her body swayed back and forth from the thrusting, her breasts being squeezed high and then pressed into two round balls by large hands. The woman seemed to enjoy this chaotic encounter, her face a picture of wanton lust. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man's lower body, her hands gripping his large penis and bringing it to her mouth. She even turned to the side, allowing the man behind her to freely caress her breasts.
At that moment, from my vantage point, I saw two more people walking down the shady path in the woods. They were dressed in white cake-like clothing and wore cute little shawls—who else could it be but my wife? The other was naturally Meng. I saw Meng embracing my wife, who nestled obediently in his arms. After they reached the bottom, they looked around and then turned and disappeared into a small grove of trees. I was terrified. What if those three men discovered my wife? The consequences would be unimaginable! Fortunately, the three men and one woman were engaged in their encounter on the right side of the path, while my wife and the others went to the left.
I looked again at that gleaming white body. The woman was clearly aroused; her legs were clamping down on the man attacking her vagina, her head tilted to the side, her hands gripping the penis in front of her, swallowing and releasing it intermittently, saying something to the man beneath her. Then the man beneath her increased his speed, thrusting into the woman until her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth open as if making some inaudible sound, but it was quickly silenced again by another penis.
But my wife was still the most important. I wondered what they were doing over there. I crouched low and slowly crawled to the left.
Not far away, in a patch of grass on the left side of the path, I saw Meng pressed tightly against my wife from behind, his hands kneading her breasts through her clothes. My wife was leaning against Meng, passionately kissing him.
My wife's buttocks arched slightly backward, rubbing against Meng's lower body from side to side. At the same time, Meng pressed his lower body tightly against her buttocks, his hand slipping inside her collar. One of my wife's breasts landed in his large hand, a look of ecstasy on her face, her lower body moving even more intensely.
Meng's other hand climbed up my wife's collar and pulled it down, revealing her breasts, bra and all. My wife was startled and quickly squatted down, playfully punching Meng with her small fists.
This was hardly the behavior of someone who had only known each other for a day. My wife, who used to act coquettishly towards me, was now using the same tricks on another man. Meng chuckled as he hugged Chu Chu, but now that my wife was squatting, her face naturally rested against the tip of Meng's penis. With the pressure of Meng's hands, it was as if only a thin layer of fabric separated their faces.
I saw my wife raise her hand, gently stroking Meng's erect penis, tilting her head back and looking at him seductively.
What man could resist such a scene? A beautiful woman, giggling at him right in front of his penis, Meng unzipped his pants, took his wife's hand, and reached inside... actually wanting my wife to touch his penis. But my wife didn't seem to object. She pulled a stiff penis out of Meng's pants and slowly stroked it, ignoring her exposed breasts.
Then Meng pressed my wife's head down, signaling her to give him oral sex. The penis had been dangling in front of my wife's eyes. I saw her open her mouth, and half of it disappeared into her mouth. Meng's expression became excited, enjoying his wife's oral sex service.
I'd trained my wife's oral sex skills for years, and now she was serving another man. Watching my wife's seductive expression, the penis went in and out of her mouth, sometimes her tongue circling the glans, sometimes her mouth quickly stroking it, the entire penis covered in my wife's saliva.
My wife, with one hand guiding my penis into her mouth, and the other hand passionately kneading her exposed breasts, watched as Meng slowly enjoyed her ministrations.
Suddenly, she sped up – a technique she'd learned from porn, one I sometimes couldn't handle, as it included deep throating, often bringing me to climax.
Meng's expression instantly contorted with ecstasy; he probably couldn't resist her ministrations either, grabbing her.
My wife must have been craving a large penis inside her. Since the first day in Hengdian, she'd only been brought to orgasm by hand, and now a hard penis was right in front of her. She obediently arched her back, her panties nowhere to be seen, her buttocks soaking wet. Meng guided his penis inside…
My wife's expression brightened with excitement; the pent-up emotions of the past two days exploded, and she began shaking her hips wildly. Meng's movements were frenzied, his penis thrusting in and out completely, pumping rhythmically inside my wife's vagina.
My wife's breasts swayed violently with each back-and-forth movement, bouncing unabashedly in the air. Luckily, no one was on the mountain, otherwise, they could clearly see my wife's naked body... No one? I couldn't help but wonder what was going on over there. Exhausted, I crouched and crawled over again. Both sides were really having a great time, while I just wandered around watching.
When I reached the other side of the path, the three men and one woman were almost finished. The two men seemed to have finished, leaning to one side smoking. The woman was sitting on top of one man, thrusting violently, her face covered in streaks of semen, some of it dripping onto her breasts, making her look particularly lewd. Her white buttocks were held by the man beneath her, his penis pounding into her body repeatedly.
The woman's lower body was a mess, a mixture of white semen and vaginal fluid, oozing from her vagina with each thrust. The woman seemed exhausted from being fucked, but the stimulation in her lower body still aroused her, and she squeezed her breasts, which were covered in semen, tightly.
The man thrust in and out for a while, then turned over and switched to the traditional missionary position. I saw that the man's penis was very thick, nearly seventeen centimeters. He spread the woman's legs into an M shape and easily inserted it into her vagina.
The woman lay on the ground, her mouth agape in an O shape from being fucked, but as the speed of the thrusting increased, her white, lotus-root-like arms weakly pushed against the man's chest, and her breasts were violently shaken by the thrusting. The man's speed increased, and the woman's legs were spread to their maximum extent, her body twisting rapidly like a snake, her mouth moaning "Ai ai".
Finally, the man stopped, his penis deeply inside the woman, letting her hands press against her chest. This continued for five or six minutes. The woman also experienced an orgasm from being ejaculated into her uterus, her back arching violently upwards. The semen on her face, caused by the earlier shaking, had spread out, almost covering one of her eyes…
After a long while, the two finally separated. The woman lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position, her breasts heaving rapidly. Streams of semen flowed down between her spread thighs, it was unclear how much had been poured in. The three men huddled together, leering and admiring the woman covered in semen.
One of the men opened their briefcase and pulled out a vibrator. He ran to the woman and "plop" inserted it into her lower body. The woman twitched slightly; the orgasm hadn't subsided, and now a dildo was being inserted. But immediately, the other two men held her down, grabbing her bra to wipe the semen from her face. Another man helped her put on her underwear, revealing the vibrator's protruding end tightly wrapped in the underwear.
The woman sat up, seemingly trying to resist, but was quickly pulled up by each man with one hand. Three men helped her put on her clothes, smearing the semen evenly on her breasts, and I don't know how much more semen got stuck in the process.
The woman stood up unsteadily, but could only lean on the men, her legs bent unnaturally.
Then, the three men "escorted" the woman away.
I saw that the battle on this side was over; I wondered what had happened to my wife. When I returned, the two had already finished. Meng was supporting my wife with one hand, wiping the semen off her breasts. It seemed my wife hadn't been internally ejaculated into, but rather onto her chest. However, her breasts were flushed again, indicating she had definitely orgasmed. Now, she lay limply against Meng's neck, letting him wipe her breasts with toilet paper.
After wiping her, they stood up and shared a long, wet kiss before walking away hand in hand. I suddenly felt a bit ridiculous, unsure if what I did was right or wrong. Maybe I had longed for it even before the threesome happened, but now that my wife had actually been with someone else, the sense of loss was real. I slowly started to regret this trip…
I rested for a while, smoked a cigarette, and then walked down the mountain, planning to end the trip tomorrow. I called my wife, and we met up quickly. Watching my wife and Meng walk towards me hand in hand, a sour feeling welled up inside me.
“I’ve been looking for you for ages, what have you been doing?”
My wife ran over and gently took my arm.
"We went to find the restroom, but we couldn't find it!"
Through her collar, I saw a few traces of semen on her half-exposed breasts. "What about you guys? What did you do?"
"We were looking for you everywhere, we didn't know where you went, we were so worried."
Hmph, looking for me? Looking for me all the way up the mountain? And you got fucked to death? For some reason, I superimposed that lewd woman's image with my wife's.
Meng also came over and smiled at me, but he was honest. When my wife's back was to me, he winked at me and pointed up the mountain. I couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
"Let's go, let's keep going..."
"Okay, okay, this place is so big, there are so many attractions ahead!"
My wife said with a childlike smile, and then ran ahead.
Meng and I walked side by side behind. "How was it?"
I asked.
"Hehe, sorry, I slept with your wife!"
Although I saw it with my own eyes, hearing it from another man's face still made my heart race.
"Huh?"
"Up the mountain. Hehe!"
Meng chuckled softly as we watched her beautiful back.
"Why didn't you call me?"
I asked deliberately.
"Weren't you watching from the side?"
Meng smiled wistfully at me. "I watched you go up."
"Haha, how was it?"
"Chuchu is so horny, I almost came inside... but don't worry, I won't."
Little did they know that on the other side, a woman was being repeatedly filled with semen by three men...
The afternoon passed quickly, and Chuchu acted as if nothing had happened until the very end. She didn't tell me a word until bedtime, probably because she didn't want me to know! However, I was getting a little tired of the trip and planned to go back tomorrow.
After telling Chuchu, she quickly agreed, but a hint of disappointment still lingered in her eyes.

This strengthened my resolve. It was my wife's first time too; if she couldn't control herself, I'd be wearing a green hat for life.

[The End]

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