"Our Green Marriage History" (16-17 cm)

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At this point, I don't know what I was thinking, but I suddenly interrupted my wife and asked her, "Is his penis big? How long is it?"
My wife clearly didn't expect me to ask such a question. She hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Sixteen or seventeen centimeters, I don't know."
Sixteen or seventeen centimeters, it's so long! Mine is only twelve centimeters. Old Zhao's is three or four centimeters longer than mine, a full third longer. Thinking about this, I suddenly felt a little inferior and a little resentful. But for some reason, just thinking about that long, big penis going in and out of my wife's vagina made me feel warm in my genitals, and my penis swelled up from the rapid engorgement.
I urged my wife to continue, asking her why she didn't resist.
The wife said she initially resisted, but when Lao Zhao's enormous penis entered her body, she felt as if she had been stabbed by a long sword; her whole body went limp, and her arms and legs lost all strength. Moreover, she didn't dare resist too violently. Firstly, Lao Zhao was her direct supervisor, and this all happened at her workplace. She had already been stripped naked, and even if she called for help, she was afraid of causing a scene and losing face at work. Secondly, Lao Zhao was simply too strong; she had no strength to resist.
I nodded after listening, seemingly understanding my wife's situation a little better, and my anger subsided. So, I let her continue.
Old Zhao didn't care whether my wife was crying or not, and just kept thrusting violently. It is said that after he thrust for a while, my wife's vagina became wet, and with the lubrication, the discomfort in her vagina was not so strong.
At this moment, although his wife was still twisting her body to try to dodge, she no longer withdrew her hands. However, she was immersed in intense feelings of grievance and humiliation and could not stop sobbing.
Old Zhao didn't care about anything else. He kept holding his wife's hands and thrusting violently. It is said that he thrust for a full ten minutes without ejaculating.
You know, Old Zhao was over fifty years old back then, yet he still had such strong sexual ability. Wow, he was much stronger than me. At the time, I even thought my wife was lying and deliberately exaggerating Old Zhao's sexual ability.
Later, under Lao Zhao's prolonged stimulation, my wife became very wet and even had an orgasm.
When my wife told me that she had been "raped" to orgasm by her boss, I felt ashamed and could no longer suppress my humiliation. I pushed her down onto the bed and, while pulling down her pants, asked, "Is this how he took off your clothes?"
My wife felt guilty and dared not resist, so she could only let me take off her clothes while giving vague answers to my questions.
Soon, I also stripped my wife of her clothes. Looking at that familiar yet somewhat strange body, I felt incredibly excited. So, I inserted my already rock-hard penis into that familiar spot. It was incredibly wet and hot inside, I didn't know if it was because Old Zhao had just fucked me or for some other reason.
As I continued thrusting, I pressed my wife for more details about what happened that day. Perhaps seeing that I was no longer angry, she became bolder and provided more specific information.
Old Zhao was very experienced in sex. He keenly sensed his wife's orgasmic reaction and knew that he had completely conquered this female subordinate. So he stopped holding her hands and bent down to suckle her nipples. At this time, his wife no longer pushed Old Zhao away with her hands. She just covered her face and cried, ashamed to face everything.
After licking for a while, Lao Zhao thought his wife had accepted him, so he got up, pulled out his penis, and then pulled my wife up and made her lie on the desk. Sure enough, after experiencing an orgasm, my wife stopped resisting and actually cooperated with Lao Zhao's wishes, getting into the right position.
I've been to Lao Zhao's office, and I even sat at his desk to talk to him about work. I never imagined that he would have sex with my wife right there at that desk.
At that moment, an image immediately flashed into my mind of my wife lying naked on the desk. Her breasts were pressed against the surface, deformed by the pressure of her body. Her snow-white buttocks appeared even rounder and more perky because of her bent-over posture. Moreover, in this position, her labia could be clearly seen. I guessed that because of Lao Zhao's prolonged thrusting, her vaginal opening had probably opened, and perhaps from behind, one could see the bright red tender flesh inside.
Just thinking about such a scene is exciting!
After my wife got into position, Lao Zhao penetrated her again, and then continued to have sex with her on his desk. It is said that he had sex with her for more than 20 minutes before ejaculating.
According to my wife, Old Zhao had sex with her for over half an hour that day. That's right, he thrust in and out for a full half hour, which is unimaginable to me. By the time Old Zhao ejaculated, my wife had experienced four orgasms and could barely stand. Keep in mind, Old Zhao is a man in his fifties; his sexual prowess makes me feel utterly ashamed.
Looking back now, I think I deserved to be cuckolded by Lao Zhao. I couldn't satisfy my own wife, yet she was brought to orgasm four times by someone else. Now that I think about it, I'm lucky to have such a strong man fuck my wife and give her pleasure.
After ejaculating, Lao Zhao didn't immediately pull out his penis. He continued to stroke my wife's buttocks, occasionally bending down to knead her breasts, constantly praising how alluring her body was, saying he had acted impulsively and couldn't resist. Although my wife had experienced an orgasm, she couldn't adjust her emotions for a while and just continued to sob on the table, not responding to Lao Zhao's words.
After Lao Zhao pulled his penis out, my wife slowly stood up. She had stopped crying, but when it was all over, she felt that she couldn't get rid of the feeling of grievance, and tears welled up again.
The wife went to the sofa, picked up her clothes, and cried as she put them on. She couldn't explain why she was crying; she just felt wronged, or perhaps it was a habit, or maybe it was to hide the shame of being raped to orgasm.
Seeing that my wife was still crying, Lao Zhao pulled her to sit down on the sofa and said with a smile, "Okay, stop crying. It's my fault, I was too rude."
In fact, Lao Zhao's problem wasn't just his rudeness, but it also showed that he was good at talking. When he saw that my wife didn't react and continued to cry, he hugged her and stroked her shoulder while saying, "You know what? I liked you the first time I saw you. I always thought you had a special temperament, fair skin, and a good figure. I think about you every day, and I can't sleep because of it."
Under Lao Zhao's kind words of comfort and flattery, my wife's crying subsided, but she continued to sob. Lao Zhao didn't seem to be in a hurry or afraid; he just continued to flatter my wife with kind words while stroking and kneading her chest with his hands.
Perhaps all women are like this; once they've had their way with you, they completely surrender. The wife, who had experienced four orgasms with Lao Zhao, still felt wronged, but she no longer resisted. Or perhaps she had subconsciously accepted this reality. Yes, as a vulnerable woman, what else could she do but accept it? Should she really call the police and have Lao Zhao arrested? Wouldn't that be repaying kindness with enmity?

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