The Story of My Little Wife Bai Wei

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My beloved wife, Bai Wei, is 27 years old this year. She's my second wife, a full eight years younger than me. Because of the significant age difference, I dote on her immensely, fulfilling almost any request she makes.
Of course, one reason for this unconditional pampering is that she's even more beautiful and captivating than my ex-wife, who was an actress. She's a Dalian beauty with Hangzhou heritage, tall and slender, with a delicate waist, rounded hips, and firm breasts. She's both petite and voluptuous, with fair and soft skin. Her oval face is rounded and smooth, and her large, clear eyes and alluring red lips always seem to invite a deep kiss.
Her personality combines the reserve and gentleness of a southern woman with the generosity and vivacity of a northern woman. Combined with her postgraduate degree and cultural refinement, she exudes an elegant and charming aura. In life, she is my beloved wife; in my career, she is my great assistant. Every time I take her to various social occasions, she is the focus of men's attention. Those men stare intently, wishing they could strip her of her thin clothes.
Many successful men have also secretly tried to seduce her in various situations, using either sex or money, but she remains unmoved. Her love for me is absolutely loyal and faithful. However, she is also very romantic. Every time we are in bed, she is like a little enchantress, full of tricks and wanton moans, a veritable little harlot, making me even more infatuated with her. I cherish her like a rare treasure, afraid of breaking her or melting her in my mouth.
Over the past six months, her experiences—no, the days and nights we've shared, filled with intoxicating passion and dreamlike bliss—have made me cherish her even more and become even more infatuated with her…
"Honey, do you know about those partner-swapping blackout parties?" That night, we had just finished being intimate, and she wouldn't let me get off, gently wriggling against me as she asked.
I was startled, because I'd been there with my ex-wife before, and I thought she knew, so I quickly brushed her off, "I heard about it a few years ago. What's up?"
"Nothing much, today Sister Wang from work quietly asked me if I wanted to go, and I didn't agree." She said, slightly breathless.
"Oh, do you want to go?" Hearing this, I thought taking her there might be a thrilling experience.
"No. Hehe!" She quickly hugged me tighter, afraid I'd be angry, but I felt her face getting hotter and hotter.
"Ha, it's okay if you want to go, just for fun, as long as we don't develop feelings." My lower body immediately aroused again, and I couldn't help but gently kiss her earlobe.
"Really? Aren't you jealous seeing other men hugging me, kissing me, touching me?" Her breathing became rapid, and her lower body grew increasingly wet...
Sensing her reaction, my penis instantly hardened again, pressing between her legs and gently rubbing against her wet petals: "No, darling, I love you. Whatever you like, I like."
She was clearly becoming more and more excited from the teasing, her hands tightly wrapped around my waist, her legs gradually spreading apart, panting as she asked, "Then...then...won't those men put their hands inside my skirt and touch me? What if...what if...what if they
can't resist, they'll...will...will they...fuck...fuck me?" "As long as you don't object, anything is fine. If someone wants to fuck you, do you want it?" I was also incredibly excited, and I kissed her immediately.
"I...I...I...I want it! Oh~~" She gasped wildly, gripping my buttocks tightly and pressing down, and I entered her deeply...
This time, because of the stimulating topic in her mind, she seemed particularly excited and frantic, and I was also deeply affected, equally excited and crazy. We made love for a very long time until we were both exhausted, and then we fell asleep entwined together.
The next night, I took her to the exchange club I was familiar with—actually, it was a good friend's house. When we arrived at the door, Bai Wei was a little scared and didn't want to go in. I told her, "We've already made an appointment with the host, so since we're here, let's go in and have some fun for the night! Know when to stop." She agreed, saying she'd have fun for the night, and then I took her inside.
Once inside, everyone first drank tea in the living room on the first floor, which was actually a way of choosing dance partners. After choosing, the two went to the dance hall on the second floor. When Bai Wei and I went in, there was already soft, lingering music playing on the second floor, indicating that the dance party had begun. There were also quite a few people drinking tea and chatting on the first floor, including several men I didn't recognize.
We had just sat down on the sofa when a tall, imposing man came over and sat down next to Bai Wei. Bai Wei seemed nervous and leaned closer to me. The man smiled slightly and struck up a conversation with her in a very gentlemanly manner: "Miss, your elegance truly captivates me. May I have the honor of sharing this beautiful music upstairs with you?"
He seemed quite refined and not vulgar. Bai Wei probably sensed this and, having already given her permission, blushed and tilted her head to look at me, as if seeking my consent. I deliberately avoided looking at her and got up to walk towards another woman.
When I sat down and looked back, the man was already leading Bai Wei upstairs by the hand. She was being led upstairs like a little sister following her older brother, constantly turning back to look at me. I knew she was filled with curiosity, excitement, and also some fear and hesitation.
I watched helplessly as my beloved wife was led by another man, step by step, towards that ambiguous, chaotic, unlit dance hall. My heart pounded wildly, a mixture of excitement and a pang of sadness…
Overwhelmed by a feeling of overflowing affection, I declined invitations from several beautiful women, sitting downstairs drinking tea and watching TV, waiting for my wife to come down. I thought it must be nerve-wracking for her, attending such an event for the first time, and she would come down quickly.
Half an hour passed, and she didn't come down. An hour passed, and she still didn't come down. Two hours passed, and she still hadn't come down… Finally, at two hours and forty-one minutes, she appeared at the bottom of the stairs, her face flushed. Her once neatly combed hair was now disheveled, her thin silk dress had wrinkles on her legs and chest, and there was a small damp patch on her lower abdomen.
She seemed weak, as if she had no strength left to walk downstairs. The man tried to put his arm around her waist and help her down, but when she saw me sitting downstairs, she quickly broke free and rushed downstairs to sit beside me. She nestled into my arms, hugging me tightly, and whispered breathlessly, "Darling, darling... I love you, love you, forever and ever..."
On the way home, I drove, and she insisted on staying close to me, her face burning hot. As soon as we entered the house, she stood up and clung to me, kicking the door shut as she kissed me passionately, pressing her body tightly against mine, muttering incoherently, "Love... love... love... faster... faster..."
As I kissed her, I reached under her skirt and touched her. My God! Her thin panties were soaking wet, like they'd been pulled out of the water. Heaven knows how that man had tormented her. I was instantly excited, and I pulled her soaking wet panties down a little before eagerly entering her standing up.
She screamed "Oh!" and almost fainted. It took her a while to catch her breath. She quickly hugged me tightly and cried out, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck...fuck...fuck me hard..." I ripped her panties off, and she immediately spread her legs and let me penetrate her deeply. I pinned her against the wall, thrusting into her hard, pounding into her, kissing her deeply, caressing her…
I don’t know how long it lasted, but she finally gasped, “Darling, I…I…I can’t take it anymore, it’s so soft…Don’t let your big cock out, just carry me to the bed like this, and…fuck me harder…”
I continued to thrust deep inside her, carrying her to the bed as I fucked her. She writhed and moaned beneath me, even screaming loudly, a frenzy and confusion she had never experienced before. Her love juices flowed continuously from her vagina, soaking her white, round buttocks and wetting a large patch of the sheets…
I don’t know how much time passed, but I couldn’t hold back any longer and ejaculated inside her. She clung to me tightly, crying out repeatedly, “Ahhh…good, so good, it feels so good to ejaculate inside! It’s so powerful, so much…”
She wouldn't let me get off her, keeping my limp penis inside her vagina, and hugged my neck, asking, "Darling, why didn't you find a dance partner to go upstairs?"
"I love you, it's better to wait for you downstairs!" I kissed her hair.
"You're so sweet, I love you! Were you waiting anxiously?" She kissed me passionately, asking with a mischievous smile.
"Yeah, I thought you'd be down soon, why did it take so long?" I asked her with a mischievous smile too.
Her face flushed instantly, and she became embarrassed: "Was it a long time?"
"More than two hours! Looks like that man's skills are pretty good, making you forget the time." I gently patted her cheek.
"You bad boy, you insisted I go, but then you laugh at me!" She lightly slapped my butt.
"Just kidding! As long as you're comfortable and like it, it doesn't matter how long, just don't let that man ruin my precious wife." I gently stroked her face, saying passionately.
"I didn't let him actually fuck me! He was so anxious, hehe!" She smiled mischievously.
"You two haven't had sex for so long?"
"Really, we didn't, really." She explained anxiously, "I swear, I really didn't let him actually fuck me!"
"What, was the man not good enough? Or was his thing no good?"
"Neither, he's great, handsome, charming, well-mannered, very good at flirting, and his thing is amazing too. In the end, I almost couldn't resist letting him in," she said, her lower body getting wet again as she mentioned the man, "but I thought about how much I love you, so I forced myself to hold back."
"So how did he flirt with you?" I asked her urgently, getting excited as well.
"He started dancing very gently against me," she told me breathlessly, recounting the whole process. "There were no lights inside, so I couldn't see and had to let him hold me tightly as we moved. Then... then he started touching me through my skirt, first my back, then slowly down, and then suddenly he held my buttocks tightly and gently caressed them, then kissed my earlobe... I was both excited and scared, and tried to push him away, but... but he was too strong, I couldn't push him away.
Then he suddenly kissed my lips, I kept my mouth closed, but his tongue was so strong, so powerful, so manly, it kept pushing in, and I slowly opened my lips, feeling dizzy, and his tongue... suddenly... suddenly... suddenly went in, and entwined with mine... my... my tongue..." She was panting heavily beneath me.
"And then?" Hearing her say that another man kissed her felt incredibly exciting, and my penis instantly hardened again, pressing against her increasingly wet vulva.
"Then...then...then, he put his hand inside my skirt," she said, hugging me tighter and tighter with increasing excitement. "I wanted to take his hand away, but...but...but just then, I heard the woman dancing next to us let out a soft 'oh' moan.
Knowing they were having sex standing up, I felt so excited, so excited, and I immediately got incredibly excited and let him touch me, but...no...but, I told him he could only touch me through my panties, and he was very obedient, so...so...so he kissed me while touching me through my panties, saying I was so wet...he also...and also...and pulled my hand to touch his penis."
"Did you touch his penis? Is his penis big?" I pressed my penis against her vulva again, rubbing it against her already soaking wet and tender petals.
"I touched it, he took it out of his pants and let me touch it, it's so big, so big! Hard and hot, an inch longer than yours, it's scary, but... but, I like it so much, I think if such a long cock went into my little hole, I don't know how full and swollen it would be. Just as I was touching his cock and getting distracted, at this moment, at this moment... this... this... at this moment..." She was panting and could hardly continue.
"Darling, what's wrong at this moment?" I asked anxiously.
"He...he...he slipped his hand inside my panties, ah..." She began to writhe more and more frantically, continuing intermittently, "His fingers were strong yet gentle, caressing my little petals and clitoris. He whispered in my ear, 'Sweetie, your sweet juices are flowing down your thighs.'
That wicked thing, he suddenly pulled my panties down to my thighs and thrust his big cock between my...my...my legs! I...I...I felt like a magical snake was about to burrow into my pussy. I was so scared yet so eager. Just as I hesitated for a moment, he went in a little bit. Maybe his hot glans was too big, because I felt a swelling. With that swelling, I suddenly became more alert, quickly broke free, and then pressed my legs tightly together to prevent him from going any further."

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