Angels Who Went Out of the Wall 1-4

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(Part 1) The Pure Angel

The November weather was already cool. On the mountain path in the morning, a cool breeze blew, and
the leaves lying lazily on the ground reluctantly drifted away. Ada and his three best friends were on the road, the deserted
path deserted except for them.

Since the flat area on the mountaintop was converted into a public basketball court, they, whose homes were not far away, often came
here to exercise in their spare time. In the bustling city, such a quiet and free haven was truly rare.

They jogged along the road. The cool autumn breeze was
a bit , but the heat from running offset the chill.

The group continued along the repaired driveway. In the distance, a side road gradually came into view. It wasn't a basketball
court, but a luxurious villa halfway up the mountain.

As they approached the side road, a black BMW drove past them and headed straight for
the villa. Ada and his companions stopped in their tracks, staring at the car. This was
a common sight for them.

The black BMW pulled up in front of the door, which opened immediately. The first thing they saw was
a slender leg clad in white high heels emerging from under the open door. Then, the owner of the leg stepped out—
a young woman in a cream-colored short-sleeved blouse and a white-trimmed skirt. White stockings, worn
lightly by the weather, clung to her beautiful legs.

It seemed as if the Creator had bestowed all the perfect elements upon this young woman. The cinched waist of her blouse
accentuated her high breasts and full hips, her slender waist forming a devilish
curve oval face was enough to turn heads. Although her attire appeared simple and plain,
the two sparkling diamond earrings on her ears spoke volumes about her status.

The woman glanced at Ada briefly, and although they had
seen her many times before, each time they saw her, a surge of masculine desire would rise within them. What does it
mean to have a smile that could topple a kingdom? They understood it all too well at this moment.

The woman walked to the door, her slender, fair hand inserting the key card. Watching her figure disappear
behind , Ada sighed inwardly. One of his buddies patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Da, don't overthink it. That
's not a woman we can be interested in."

"Sigh..." Ada shook his head in disappointment.

According to one of Ada's buddies' investigations, she was the daughter-in-law of a large company owner, named Fuya. Her husband
had been traveling the world with his father for business for years, so the woman
lived alone in this villa on the mountainside. Perhaps because she preferred quiet, she lived alone in the villa, guarded only by two retired
police dogs inside.

Considering the size and reputation of the company, the underworld didn't dare to mess with them. As for small-time thugs,
the two police dogs at the gate were enough.

Ada and his friends often encountered her car on this road, and if it happened to be near the gate, they would stop to
admire it. As for taking any daring actions, that was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of. Despite their
muscular physiques honed from manual labor, Ada and his companions were all law-abiding citizens.

The mountaintop basketball court was usually deserted, and it was early morning; besides them, there was no one else around. After
a vigorous workout, all six of them were drenched in sweat, panting heavily; the cool weather didn't seem to be enough to keep them cool.
Gradually, the sun grew stronger, and the group headed down the mountain. The path leading to the villa gradually came into view.
Fuya stood on the main road, next to the BMW parked on the side, her face filled with worry.

Seeing Ada and his group approach, she suddenly smiled and said, "Hello, could you help me push my car
back into the house? It seems to be broken down."

The woman's melodious voice was very pleasant. Hearing this angelic beauty actually asking for their help,
the burly men quickly agreed and went to assist. So, Fuya sat in the car, and the six of them pushed it
back to the garage inside the house.

"Thank you, have some water before you go," Fuya said with a smile. Ada and the others
waved and left.

That evening, at a roadside food stall, Ada and his friends got off work and gathered for a late-night snack.

"Guess what I saw when I was helping that woman push her cart today?" Ada said drunkenly.

"You can't see through her clothes, can you?" a tall, thin man retorted.

"
I Guess what I saw?" Ada kept them in suspense.

"Stop pretending, you're trying to scare us to death," a short, bearded man said irritably.

"Her clothes were a little loose in the front, so when she crouched down, I could see through them from above. Guess
what color her bra was?"

"Women like that usually wear white underneath," a weasel-faced man
added .

"Wrong, what I saw were two huge mounds of white flesh covered by a black bra!" Ada's drunkenness was getting the better of him,
and his voice was getting louder. Luckily, the food stall was noisy, so no one noticed.

"What, black?" the others exclaimed in surprise.

"Yeah, that's right, it's black, probably an F cup or bigger, damn, it's really big!" Ada said, gesturing
with his hands .

"A woman wearing a black bra, I can't believe this woman looks so innocent and would wear such a bra."
The men's words became increasingly lewd. "That woman's ass is also huge, it must feel good to fuck her, hehe..."

Not long after, on another day, the autumn wind was still blowing. It was a cool afternoon, the sun was hiding behind the clouds, and on
the basketball court on the mountaintop, Ada and his six friends were still playing basketball intensely. Today, their boss had let them off work,
so they had some free time and came in the afternoon. With their movements, the flying dust made the air hazy.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mist. This person, who had just reached the mountaintop, was wearing a cream-colored shirt, knee-length
white athletic shorts, and sneakers.

Putting everything else aside, the moment she appeared, her delicately arched eyebrows and full breasts
caught the attention of Ada and the others. They knew her all too well; it was Fuya, who lived halfway up the mountain…
The women they encountered from time to time.

Fuya walked over with a smile: "Hello, were you playing ball here this afternoon?"

"Yes, it's a day off. What brings you up here, Madam?" Ada replied.

Fuya looked surprised: "How did you know I was married?" She glanced at them,
a hint of gloom flashing across her face, and sighed, "I can't believe I've aged so quickly. You can tell at a glance I'm Madam."

With Fuya's slightly childlike and cute appearance, one could easily believe she was a schoolgirl, but her
every move exuded an air of elegance, clearly indicating a person of high status, possessing a mature beauty befitting a
married woman .

To cover up that he had inquired about her, Ada was momentarily speechless. "Ah, um... Madam, no, you
live in such a big villa, and you're so beautiful, you must be taken." Hearing others praise her
beauty , Fuya smiled shyly, paused, and said, "Do you often play ball here? Could you teach
me? I've always wanted to learn; living halfway up this mountain for so long is getting a bit boring."

"Ah?" The idea of playing ball with such an angelic figure was
something they had always dreamed of. They were flattered and speechless.

"What? You won't teach me? Never mind, I was just saying. It doesn't matter if I learn or not,"
Fuya said, a little displeased, a hint of anger on her pretty face.

"Ah, no, no, we're just playing casually. We're just afraid we can't teach you, Madam," Ada
scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

For a group of spirited men, playing ball with such a beauty was undeniably tempting. During practice
, several men's eyes kept drifting towards Fuya. Her heaving chest from jumping caused
these experienced players to make numerous basic mistakes.

Fuya wasn't bad at sports, but she clearly lacked talent for basketball. After being taught for a long time, she couldn't even dribble the ball
properly. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the darkening sky: "I'm not playing anymore, I'm
so clumsy ."

"Madam, you're not clumsy, you're learning very quickly. Brother Qiang took several days to learn to dribble, he's much slower than you,
haha ..." The tall, thin man glared at the bearded man, as if blaming him for making him look foolish in front of the beauty.

"Is that so?" Fuya smiled at him, paused, and said, "I didn't realize it was so late, I'm so sorry
to have kept you all waiting." The tall, thin man, seeing Fuya's eyes on him, was momentarily embarrassed
to meet her gaze and quickly pretended to look elsewhere.

"No, no, that's not true." Ada quickly waved his hand. "How about this, um, it's
very close , why don't you come over for a meal before you leave?"

"No, no, we can't accept that." Ada quickly said.

"Don't be so polite, it's only natural for me to treat you to a meal after you taught me how to play ball today." Fuya said, looking at them.

"Brother Da, since Madam is so kind to invite us, let's accept." The bearded man said loudly.

"Look, this guy is starving, come on over, I'm all alone here anyway, I can't even finish all the food."

"Then, we'll have to bother Madam tonight." Ada answered meekly.

"You can call me by my name, my name is Fuya, don't keep calling me Madam, it makes me sound so
old ." Fuya smiled, two dimples appearing on her fair cheeks, her angelic beauty causing the six
of them to freeze in place.

That evening, in the brightly lit luxury villa, Fuya and six men sat around a round table in the dining room
, eating frozen food that had been hastily reheated. Fuya was still wearing her tracksuit, but
had swapped her running shoes for slippers, making her slender, white legs stand out conspicuously among a group of dark, hairy legs. "The food is simple. I wanted to cook something myself, but I ran out of ingredients," Fuya said

apologetically . 　　"No, no, this food is already very good. We're here to bother you, this is already very good," Ada and the others quickly waved their hands. 　　Eating in such a luxuriously decorated room, they clearly felt uncomfortable. 　　The room was decorated in a European style, exuding elegance and wealth. They were sitting there in their sweaty shirts, their sweat clashing with the elegant environment. They felt completely out of place; the atmosphere seemed to belong to a different world. They hadn't even considered whether the food was simple or lavish. 　　Fuya warmly invited everyone to eat, occasionally cracking a joke. The tall, thin man sitting next to her seemed a little nervous, his eyes constantly darting to Fuya's sweat-soaked clothes, which clung to her body, accentuating her beautiful figure even more dramatically. 　　Fuya glanced sideways, her eyes meeting the tall, thin man's gaze. Embarrassed he turned away, pretending to look at the renovations. A barely perceptible smile appeared on Fuya's face, then vanished. 　　"By the way, do you guys drink? I have plenty, I almost forgot..." Fuya pointed to a row of liquors in the glass cabinet. 　　"Great! It's rare for Madam to be so hospitable, let's have some drinks to celebrate," the bearded man said . 　　"Alright, anyway, nobody drinks here. My husband's never home, so this liquor is just for display." Fuya said, taking two bottles of foreign liquor and uncorking them as she spoke. "I'd like to try some too . You men seem to enjoy drinking so much." 　　"Madam, your husband's often away?" Ada suddenly asked an unrelated question. 　　"Sigh, he said he's busy with the newly established branch and has to personally oversee it. He just went to America, and might not be back for a year." Fuya sighed, a hint of sorrow appearing on her beautiful face. 　　The liquor, red liquor, passionate liquor, fervent liquor, sinful liquor—glass after glass was drunk. Fuya couldn't hold her liquor; after two glasses, a blush spread across her face, and her speech became somewhat incoherent. 　　"You guys, um, where do you work? Um, I'm a little dizzy." Fuya swayed. 　　The figures before her seemed to gradually blend into the background. She couldn't hear what Ada and the others answered. Sometime later, Fuya seemed to have fallen asleep on the table. Ada and the others were a little dizzy, but not yet collapsed . 　　"Brother Da, look," the tall, thin man pointed at Fuya. Fuya, her face flushed, was slumped on the table like a statue.

The perfect statue exuded an astonishing charm. The only movement was the rise and fall of her full breasts with
each .

For a group of men already intoxicated, this was an irresistible temptation. As lust slowly overcame reason
, they began to move, their sinful hands reaching out towards the sleeping beauty.

(II) The Lost Angel

"Brother Da, we're just looking, just looking, is that okay?" The tall, thin man's voice was somewhat incoherent
.

"Let's... let's see if she's really asleep." Ada was still relatively clear-headed, not
blinded .

The bearded man stepped forward and touched Fuya's face a few times with his fingers.

"She seems to be really asleep." The bearded man was clearly drunk, and his voice became particularly loud.

"Is that so?" Ada boldly grabbed Fuya's hand and squeezed it. The warmth of Fuya's palm
transferred to Ada's hand, which he thoroughly enjoyed. After all, this was a beauty they had long coveted, and
being able to touch her hand felt like a dream.

After a while, seeing that the hand they were holding didn't react, the tall, thin man boldly placed his hand
on Fuya's thigh and touched it. "Let's... let's see what kind of underwear she's wearing,"
he said, his voice slurred as if something was stuck in his throat.

The group carried Fuya to the sofa in the living room and laid her down. Fuya remained asleep, seemingly
oblivious to the changes around her. Her long eyelashes were gently closed, her beautiful face flushed with the rosy
glow , and her thin, cherry-like lips were slightly parted, revealing her neat teeth.

The tall, thin man trembled as he reached for Fuya's chest. "This... this... Brother Da, let's touch it, just a touch,
it's okay, right?" Ada licked his dry lips. "Touch it, touch it, it's just a touch, she doesn't
know, nothing will happen."

His hot hand roamed over the stunningly beautiful woman's body, her soft, elastic flesh
trembling slightly under his touch. Fuya's full breasts were being caressed by several hands, dark fingers
probing into her soft flesh through her clothes. Her mysterious triangle, her sexy panties, were being
pushed and rubbed against her pubic hair by hands through her skirt.

A dream? An accident? This was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of. From the first time they saw Fuya,
they had never imagined they would have the chance to touch her body so closely. The beauty's warm body heat
fueled their desire.

"Mmm..." Fuya groaned in a daze, startling them so much that they immediately withdrew their hands, and the
scene fell into a deathly silence.

After a while, seeing that Fuya didn't move, the tall, thin man boldly reached
over . Seeing nothing amiss, he emboldened himself and took off Fuya's sneakers. "
How about we see what's under her clothes? It's just a look, as long as we don't do anything, she won't know."

"Hmm..." Ada swallowed hard, gently removing Fuya's socks. A pair of perfect, jade-like feet were immediately
revealed to everyone. Despite having exercised for a long time, her delicate feet were still incredibly alluring.

The bearded man leaned over and kissed her. "Wow, this woman's feet smell awful! I never thought someone so beautiful
would ."

Everyone laughed, playing with Fuya's legs while undressing her remaining clothes.

Her top was rolled up, first revealing Fuya's fair, slender waist, then a large,
milky-white bra was exposed, revealing a pair of fair, full breasts, probably an F cup.

"Uncover it, Da-ge?" The man with the pointed lip looked at Fuya, swallowed hard, and placed his hands
on her bra.

The men exchanged glances, nodded, then shook their heads. After all, this was too bold
; what if Fuya suddenly woke up?

The black bra was gently lifted up a little,
revealing . Even without seeing the nipples, the astonishing allure was enough to conquer any man. Ada and
the others immediately had six small tents bulging in their pants. Fuya's pride as a woman was shyly displayed before the four men, while she
seemed oblivious, still fast asleep.

At this moment, fueled by alcohol and their own uncontrollable lust, they no longer considered anything else.
Fuya's skirt was also lifted, her white panties guarding her last secret—that mysterious
triangle . The tall, thin man reached out and poked Fuya's genitals. Seeing that Fuya didn't wake up, he boldly
stuck his tongue into Fuya's panties, probing lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water.

At this moment, Fuya, half-hidden, exuded a dazzling spring glow, making them unable to control themselves. Their hands
roamed over Fuya's body… wanting to touch her roughly but afraid of waking her.

Fuya's sleeping face remained unchanged, her full breasts rising and falling with her even breathing.
A slight dampness from the men's tongues stained her white panties, and her shapely, slender legs were exposed to the air.

Although Fuya smelled of sweat after her workout, her breathtaking beauty was enough to overshadow any
imperfections. They frequently licked Fuya's body with their tongues, the dried sweat stains seeming like the most delicious treat in
the world .

Unable to resist the stimulation, the bearded man was the first to pull down his pants, taking out his penis and rubbing it against Fuya's body,
the exposed glans claiming the sweat from her skin. The others followed suit, taking out their engorged penises and rubbing them
against Fuya's body. The sticky fluid secreted from their glans clung to Fuya's delicate, white skin with each rub,
their blood-red penises kissing her tender, white body.

About ten minutes later, the assault continued in the living room. The most horrific consequences were about to
unfold : the beautiful young woman was about to be gang-raped by four men while still asleep.

Suddenly, Ada, who was rubbing Fuya's breasts, jolted awake. A stream of hot semen sprayed onto Fuya's
exposed breasts, forming a small trickle that then flowed down her stomach. Perhaps the ejaculation brought him back
to his senses; Ada hesitated for a moment, then quickly blocked the flow of semen with his hand.

At that moment, Fuya stirred slightly, as if she had woken up a little.

The men were startled. Ada calmed himself down and immediately called for some paper to
wipe the marks off Fuya's body before gently dressing her again. After finishing, they placed Fuya back on the sofa, too afraid to...
After a brief conversation, Ada left a note explaining that they had carried Fuya to the sofa because she was drunk, and then the group
hurriedly left Fuya's house.

*** *** *** ***

That evening, in a bar in the city, Ada and his friends sat around a table, ordered some beer,
and chatted as they drank.

"Brother Da, won't she find out what we did?" the tall, thin man asked anxiously.

"You still dare to say that? You were the first one to take off her clothes." The bearded man glared at him.

"You were the first one to pull out that thing, what right do you have to say that to me?"
A tension seemed to rise between the two.

"Stop arguing!" Ada stopped them. "What's done is done, there's no use regretting it." He exhaled a puff of
smoke. "Besides, we didn't really do anything, so there shouldn't be any trace left. Even if she has any suspicions, she has no
evidence."

"Yeah." They all nodded.

Although they were confident that Fuya wouldn't know anything when she woke up, they still had something to hide, and
they quickened their pace as they passed the villa, afraid that Fuya might suddenly appear.

A few days passed, and it seemed nothing had happened. Fuya remained silent, and the others hadn't heard
any commotion. That afternoon, they were playing ball on the mountaintop as usual when that familiar white figure
appeared again.

Fuya smiled and walked over, asking if they could play ball together. Judging from her expression, she seemed
completely unaware .

Ada and the others, seeing that nothing was amiss, were happy to play ball with this beauty. Fuya's radiant smile remained
unchanged, as if nothing had occurred.

(III) The Wriggling Angel As

darkness fell, the group, having finished their exercise, sat on the surrounding stone benches to rest.
Only Fuya and the others remained on the mountaintop, where the cold wind howled. Fuya wiped her sweat and said, "It seems it's getting dark. Why don't you come to my house for a meal before
you leave ?"

Having learned from their previous experience, Ada and the others hesitated this time. Ada said, "That's too
kind of you , Madam, to trouble you again."

"It's no trouble at all. I live alone."

"Madam, where is your husband? Isn't he coming back?" the tall, thin man asked.

"Him?" Fuya sighed, "He went to set up some multinational branch company not long after getting married, and he
won't be back for over a year. I don't want to go there with him. He's just a workaholic."

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go. We can talk more at dinner later, okay?"

Unable to resist Fuya's enthusiastic invitation, Ada and his group returned to the familiar villa. The lights were still
so bright, and Fuya's charm remained unchanged, but they all felt a strange unease.

"Please sit wherever you like. I'll go take a shower first. The food is on the table in the dining room. You guys eat first."

"Ah, okay." The group was still a little awkward as they sat down in the dining room.

Ada glanced at them and gestured, "She doesn't know yet. We should be natural and not so
nervous ."

The tall, thin man said, "How about we get her drunk and do it again?"

The bearded man then tapped the tall, thin man on the head, "You little brat, are you looking for trouble?"

"What are you all arguing about?" A silvery voice rang out, and Fuya walked in wrapped in an apricot-yellow bath towel
, her long, wet hair draped over her shoulders, radiating heat.

"N-nothing...we were just saying that Big Beard's cooking isn't as good as these dishes, and he got angry,
hahaha ..." Ada hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"Oh, he can cook?" Fuya asked curiously.

"Big Beard is a head chef at a restaurant."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll have to try your cooking sometime. I should have let you cook today." Fuya laughed
.

"No, no, I can only cook some ordinary dishes. It's just a small restaurant, and I'm not the only chef." Big Beard
was a little embarrassed.

At the dinner table, everything was as usual. Ada and the others seemed to have forgotten about the last time. Seeing that the fish and meat were almost finished
, Fuya suddenly asked, "I want to ask you a question. Last time, when you were eating here, I
was drunk , right? And then what happened? I don't remember anything." "

And then? Nothing. We left a note and left." Ada smiled and said.

"What, nothing happened?" Fuya asked.

"No, what could it be?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention, my house has a security system, and there are miniature cameras all around." As she said
this, Fuya's face seemed to turn icy.

The air seemed to freeze, time itself seemed to stand still. "Ah... this,
this... no... we..." Ada and the others stammered, unable to speak, thick beads of sweat
dripping from their foreheads.

Fuya stared at them silently, her face cold and expressionless. Ada and the others lowered their heads, not daring to look at
her; this once-charming woman now seemed incredibly terrifying.

After a while, Fuya chuckled: "Look at you, so scared! I'm
all , are you afraid I'll eat you up?" If it were any other woman, Ada and the others could have displayed their masculine
pride, but the woman's noble aura made them feel oppressed, and she was speechless.

"You guys are really cowards. You didn't take my clothes off, so what are you afraid of? I was just asking, I didn't say
anything." Looking at the dumbfounded Ada and the others, Fuya smiled and said, "You guys are actually pretty good people .
You didn't take my clothes off in that situation, and besides, you were drinking."

Did she not care? Ada and the others stared at Fuya, this beautiful young woman, their minds full of questions but unable
to speak.

"Are any of you married?" Fuya suddenly asked.

"Big Beard has a wife, the rest of you don't, only Brother Da has a girlfriend." The tall, thin man
said .

"Oh, Big Beard, won't your wife know if you touched my body?"

"She's very open-minded, as long as she doesn't keep a mistress, hehe." Big Beard said smugly.

"Come on, who was it that beat you so badly your own mother wouldn't recognize you last time? 'Open-minded,' you say?" The sharp-mouthed man mocked
him.

"Do you want to die?" the bearded man glared at him.

"Hehe..." Fuya chuckled, suppressing a smile.

"Well, but you've touched me after all, how are we going to resolve this?" Fuya said.

"Well, madam, we're all poor when it comes to money, it's really..."

"Money? What would I need money for? I have more money than I could ever spend in a lifetime." Fuya said dismissively.

"How about this, I'll ask you a few questions, and you're not allowed to laugh." Fuya said somewhat shyly,
"You've touched my body, so I'll be blunt. You've all done 'that' with men, right? What does it feel like?
Is it really that pleasurable?"

"Don't you know the answer to that, madam?" Ada said.

Fuya blushed slightly. "Actually, I don't know. My husband and I only had a few days of honeymoon before he was called abroad
because of that. We've only had it a few times, and each time I didn't even know what happened before it was over."

"Madam, you haven't had an orgasm yet, have you?" Ada probed.

Fuya shook her head. "No, but... but I did orgasm when I touched myself. You guys
did it a few days ago, so I was curious and asked, is that kind of thing really that pleasurable?"

In front of Fuya, this beautiful and refined woman, Ada and the others wouldn't dare discuss such a
question . Now, faced with this question, they stammered, unable to give a coherent answer. Seeing
their embarrassment, Fuya laughed and said, "Why were you so bold last time, but so timid this time? I'm a woman
too , with desires and feelings. Don't be so reserved."

"How about this, you taught me how to play ball, now you teach me how to do that, and I won't hold it against you,
okay? Hehe." At this moment, Fuya was like a shy little girl, yet incredibly alluring and seductive.

Making love with such a beauty was something they could never have dreamed of, and besides, Fuya's offer made it
impossible to refuse. Fuya was a woman, her husband rarely home; where else could they find such a perfect opportunity? Even though Ada and
his friends weren't shameless, they couldn't resist the temptation of a woman.

Besides, this was under the guise of "teaching..."

Ada and his group followed Fuya to her bedroom. The brightly lit room contained a double bed, a few
pieces of underwear carelessly tossed on it, and two pillows scattered haphazardly.

Fuya said shyly, "This is where I usually rest; I haven't tidied it much." She then turned around
and saw several men standing frozen in the doorway, their eyes constantly scanning Fuya's body, their erections seemingly
about to burst their pants.

"What, is this not nice? My husband and I always sleep here..."

"No, no... this room is very beautiful. But... but... can we really do that with you, Madam
?" Ada stammered.

"Hehe...you guys are such good people. I think most men are like hungry wolves, not this cowardly. We're
just having fun, what's the big deal? If I don't tell, how will your wives and girlfriends know
? If you don't tell, my husband won't know either. Am I really that annoying that no one would touch me even if I wanted to give myself to someone?" As she
spoke , Fuya's eyes reddened.

"No, no...Madam is so beautiful, and this room is so luxurious, we're afraid, afraid of getting it dirty."

"Hmm, it doesn't matter. I like the smell of sweat on you. It doesn't matter if it gets dirty. I have
plenty . Besides, I'll have someone come and help me wash up."

Ada and the others came to the bedside and slowly helped Fuya take off her apricot-yellow bath towel. Fuya's curvaceous body
immediately came into view. Her full breasts were covered by a white bra, and her milky white panties faintly covered her mysterious
triangle area. Her slender waist seemed delicate and fragile.

"You should take these off too, right?" Fuya said. In this situation, Fuya was no different from a naive
girl .

Under the illumination of the classic European chandelier in the room, Fuya's last two barriers were completely removed. Her
pink nipples were exposed to the gaze of so many men for the first time. Her large breasts
stood erect against the law of gravity in the air. Her snow-white thighs tried to cover that mysterious area. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes full of expectation. Her
delicate feet rubbed restlessly on the bed, as if hesitating about something.

"You guys take yours off too. I've shown you everything, won't you show me?"

"Ah." Ada and the others were mesmerized. The woman's flawless body seemed to be glued to their
eyes, unable to look away. Hearing Fuya's words, they didn't hesitate any longer and took off their clothes one by one. Six swollen,
blood-red penises immediately stood erect in the air, and a smell mixed with sweat and something else immediately filled
the air. Fuya seemed to enjoy it. She lay on her back on the bed, her legs bent and straight, waiting quietly.

Ada stepped forward first, grasping Fuya's legs with his sweaty hands and placing them on his shoulders
. His engorged penis rubbed against Fuya's vulva, his thirsty tongue licking
her legs as they rested against him.

The bearded man and the pointed-mouthed man each grabbed one of Fuya's breasts, sucking and licking her pink nipples. The tall, thin
man lay on the bed, kissing the beauty of his dreams.

"Such big breasts! I've never seen such big, firm breasts in all my years, and I've never seen such pink nipples
before , haha!" The bearded man praised Fuya's breasts while
kneading them like cotton with both hands. He kept sucking on Fuya's nipples, as if trying to
extract the flavor from them.

"They're really big, look, I can't even grab them with one hand." The pointed-mouthed man was clearly more experienced, his
nimble tongue circling around Fuya's areola, occasionally stimulating the small nipple.

It was the first time Fuya had shown her body to a man other than her husband. Already somewhat shy,
she blushed even more upon hearing their comments. Unfortunately, her face was being relentlessly kissed by the tall, thin man, rendering her speechless. She could only feel her
nipples slowly hardening and erecting. Her almost untouched genitals were being kissed by a stranger's penis, and a strange
feeling welled up inside her. For some reason, she found herself enjoying this feeling of intimacy.

"What do you think of my body?" she asked, taking advantage of a break in the kiss on her shoulder.

"Good, beautiful and fragrant," said Ada, who was massaging Fuya's clitoris.

"Madam, your breasts are really big. Do you like it when I touch them like this?" the bearded man added.

"Mmm...I...I like it...but it'd be better if you bit harder, the feeling of biting my nipple just now...mmm...
ah..." Fuya's body began to react to the man's teasing. On the other side, the tall, thin man gently bit
Fuya 's nipple, rubbing it with his teeth, the sensitive area releasing a powerful electric current that stimulated Fuya's brain. "Madam, should I just insert it like this? Do you have a condom for me to use?" Ada rubbed

his penis against the entrance of her vagina. 　　"Hmm? What do you mean? What's a condom?" Fuya asked curiously. 　　"Ah, no, it's nothing, I'm just worried that you might get pregnant, Madam." Ada thought: So Fuya really doesn't know anything about this. 　　"This? Don't worry, I have the best private doctor, insert it..." As she said the last two words, Fuya's face flushed. Saying those two words to a man she had only known for a short time was something she would never have dared to think about before. 　　The sensation of the hot, hard penis probing into her vagina made Fuya instinctively raise her lower abdomen. Ada began to thrust slowly and deliberately , her tender, youthful vaginal walls tightly gripping his penis, the slippery interior providing unparalleled pleasure. The sensation from her breasts excited her deeply. 　　As the thrusting continued, Fuya unconsciously wrapped her legs around Ada's back, clinging tightly, making each thrust more powerful and deeper. Ada seized the opportunity to press Fuya's clitoris, the powerful stimulation slowly bringing her body towards orgasm. 　　"Mmm...so full, you're going in so deep...ah...mmm...so good..." Fuya moaned with pleasure . 　　Her breasts deformed in the hands of the two men, and she passionately intertwined . This was the first time she had experienced such pleasure since their marriage. Her sensitive lower body secreted a constant stream of lustful fluid, flowing out with each thrust and sticking to their pubic hair. 　　"Mmm... harder, my breasts, it feels better the harder you thrust, harder, mmm... so good , sex feels so good, Da-ge, thrust harder, thrust, thrust my stinky hole to pieces." Stimulation, lust filled Fuya's mind, at this moment she had forgotten her identity as a wife. 　　Ada felt his glans being impacted by a scalding liquid, and with a jolt, a large gush of equally scalding semen shot deep into the flesh hole. 　　"Da, move aside, it's my turn." The bearded man pushed aside Ada, who had just ejaculated, and thrust his long-awaited penis into Fuya's vagina. 　　"Madam just had an orgasm, what's the rush?" Ada said, pushing the bearded man away. 　　Fuya said, "It's okay, let him thrust, I feel so good!" 　　The bearded man thrust hard as soon as he entered, the two of them colliding constantly, making "slap slap" sounds . "Wow, Madam, you seem like a virgin here, even tighter than my wife was when we got married." 　　Fuya didn't answer, she just hugged the bearded man with her legs, enjoying each thrust. 　　The man with the pointed lip simply sat on Fuya, grasping her large, white breasts with both hands, enveloping his burning penis, and began thrusting. 　　"Wow, I can have it inserted here too!" Fuya exclaimed in surprise, watching the man with the pointed lip perform a breastjob on her. 　　"There are many more ways to make love, madam. If you're interested, we can teach you slowly," the man with the pointed lip said, watching his penis disappear into the embrace of her breasts. 　　"My husband doesn't know any of these things, hmm, he's never made me feel this good!" Fuya said. 　　Over there, the bearded man's vigorous thrusting intensely stimulated Fuya's lower body, with fluid splattering . As their reactions grew stronger, the bearded man followed Ada and ejaculated his essence in the same spot. 　　"Madam, you must have come from a wealthy family since childhood. Your feet are so soft, you must not walk much, right?" Ada asked, kissing Fuya as he played with her toes. 　　"Yes. Hmm...you guys...please don't tell anyone about this, okay?" 　　"We're Madam's friends, how could we tell anyone?" The bearded man behind her thrust faster and faster, seemingly close to ejaculating, each thrust accompanied by a "sizzling" sound. Her clitoris hardened and swelled with excitement , her labia displaying an aroused color. Fuya closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation, occasionally letting out soft moans. Fuya 　　obediently pressed her breasts, clamping the pointed man's penis between her breasts, watching the glans repeatedly move in and out of her nipples, the fluid sticking to her tender white breasts. 　　"That's good, anyway, my husband doesn't like this, you can come and play with me, this is the first time I've known something like this can feel so good, no one has ever told me." 　　"Madam, would you like to try oral sex?" the tall, thin man asked. 　　"What's oral sex?" Fuya asked, her eyes wide. 　　Ada awkwardly explained, "It's...it's about putting our penises in your mouth, like eating an ice pop ." 　　"Hmm, let's try it. How do you do it?" 　　The tall, thin man and the pointed-mouthed man helped Fuya turn around, making her lie on her stomach like a dog, her round buttocks raised towards the man's lower body. Her two large breasts hung below her body, swaying wildly with her movements . 　　The pointed-mouthed man gripped Fuya's buttocks tightly with both hands, inserting his still-erect penis completely into that alluring vagina, a comfortable sigh escaping his lips. He slapped Fuya's buttocks , looking at the trembling flesh, and said, "Madam, isn't it more comfortable to insert like this?" 　　Before Fuya could respond, the tall, thin man's penis was already in front of her face, its pungent smell already filling her nostrils, looking sticky. "Madam, gently take it in your mouth, remember not to use your teeth." 　　"Ah!" Fuya carefully opened her mouth, and under the temptation of lust, she obediently and slowly sucked the penis into her mouth , her pink lips forming a circle around it. The smell of the penis immediately filled her entire mouth, and the sticky fluid immediately her mouth made Fuya feel very stimulated. The unfamiliar smell stimulated her , and instead of feeling nauseous, she felt a strange excitement. 　　The tall, thin man shielded Fuya's face, using his waist strength to thrust back and forth. Fuya's soft tongue occasionally slid across the glans . Although Fuya lacked skill, her pretty appearance excited the tall, thin man from the bottom of his heart, and his thrusts became more and more forceful. The pubic hair on his scrotum would occasionally bump against Fuya's face, and the thick hair would sometimes stick into Fuya's nostrils . The feeling of humiliation made her whole body heat up, and the part in contact with the bed was already seeping with sweat.

There was a mirror right next to the bed, and Fuya caught a glimpse of herself being penetrated from both ends by a man.
Her face flushed red; this was something she never dared to imagine, but now, she
thought of nothing but lust.

The man with the pointed lip behind her bent over, grabbing Fuya's swaying breasts and thrusting with all his might
, each stroke penetrating her completely. The intense stimulation excited both of them. The man in front also thrust forcefully,
seemingly reaching her throat with each stroke.

Almost simultaneously, both men ejaculated, the hot liquid entering Fuya's body together.
A metallic taste filled her mouth as the tall, thin man withdrew his penis, thick semen
flowing . "Swallow it. You have to swallow it after oral sex," the tall, thin man said opportunely.

Swallowing the thick semen didn't feel good, but the humiliation made her feel an
unprecedented excitement.

Fuya sat on the bed, panting, her legs bent, her vagina overflowing with semen and vaginal fluid, sticking to
the bed . Her nipples remained firm, her face still flushed with the afterglow of her orgasm and a look of pleasure.

That night, Ada and the others stayed in Fuya's room until after ten o'clock. Fuya, having just experienced her first orgasm, left them her
contact information. A passionate encounter ensued, ending after several rounds of lovemaking.

Under the pale blue light, Fuya was alone in her room, her body still lingering from her recent climax.
Her slender fingers reached down to her sticky genitals, licking the sticky fluid into her mouth. The television in front of her
was replaying the intense battle they had just had, the lewd sounds echoing in the room.

"Hehe, so this is what sex feels like, those silly boys," Fuya
said , licking the sticky fluid from her hands while her other hand had already wandered restlessly into her alluring vulva...
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