Disciplining his wife caused trouble

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I'm 24 years old, and my wife is 21. My wife is my first woman, and I'm her first man. Because she's very naive, like an unguarded city, she's often vulnerable to being taken advantage of. I used to be easily jealous, so I was always afraid other men would peek at my wife. My wife is quite careless about wardrobe malfunctions. One summer, she wore a tight-fitting, slightly low-cut top to a night market with me, and her cleavage was exposed. I was furious and upset, and gave her a good scolding when we got home.

But since joining the Siheyuan (a Chinese social networking site), and reading some articles by experienced women, my mindset has changed, and I've become more open-minded. My wife is currently pregnant, and her already impressive breasts have grown to 36D. When we're shopping, I encourage her to buy low-cut maternity clothes so that men can see her cleavage without her having to bend over. It's really sexy and alluring; it makes my heart race and excites me, let alone others.

Recently, I've been actively trying to get my wife to take selfies, but for some reason, she absolutely refuses. I think it's because I lack experience and my attempts to "train" her have failed. So, I consulted an experienced MSN user named Peter. After talking with him online, I realized that many men actually enjoy doing this, and I understood that while some women are naturally inclined to show off, many more need to be "trained." Whether it's innate or acquired, it all requires careful communication. Once a woman is liberated, she'll be happy to show off without needing guidance. Peter even offered to help "train" my wife. In a moment of lust, I gave him my wife's MSN, which led to this mess.

On the first day, because I was at work, my wife was home alone online. Peter proactively added her on MSN, claiming to be my friend and saying he had just returned to Taiwan from the US. My naive wife didn't know him, but seeing how much he talked about me, she didn't doubt his lies and started chatting with him online.

Peter initially focused the conversation on his wife's pregnancy, and she answered honestly without suspicion. Perhaps because I, as her husband, often neglected her feelings, she unconsciously began to confide in Peter as a close confidant. At first, they only talked about morning sickness and discomfort, but under Peter's guidance, they touched on slightly more intimate topics, such as her increased sensitivity and needs, the tingling sensation in her swollen nipples from the friction of her clothes, and how he hadn't touched her for a month, always saying he was worried about the baby. After talking for a while, his wife suddenly realized she had said too much and quickly made an excuse to log off. Finally, Peter even told his wife not to tell him, so he could surprise her when he visited!

The next day, while his wife was online, Peter contacted her again. His kindness made her feel safe, gradually alleviating her concerns, and she finally mustered the courage to communicate with him. Once they started talking, they could discuss anything.

Although my wife was still in the "development" stage, Peter was very experienced. He kept changing the subject with jokes, eventually focusing on marital intimacy and telling my wife many interesting stories about sexual openness abroad. It was the first time my wife had talked about her bedroom life with another man, and at first she was shy and timid. But with Peter's gradual opening and guidance, she unconsciously became more open, letting him subtly influence her.

Because of her curiosity, my wife sometimes felt embarrassed and verbally displeased when Peter said lewd things, but being repeatedly teased made her itch with desire, completely losing her usual composure. In just a few hours, Peter's words sometimes made her feel hot and excited, even making her wet. Fortunately, she was home alone, so she didn't have to worry.

I should feel ashamed, though. Since my mother-in-law became pregnant, I was afraid it would affect the baby and didn't dare to be intimate with my wife. Little did I know that pregnant women have particularly strong libidos due to hormonal changes, making it the most arousing time for a woman. My wife and I were too abstinent due to ignorance, which aroused my wife's lust. Finally, someone took advantage of her. Peter only spent two days and was already able to talk to my wife about erotic topics, making her itchy and restless. She even gave him the home phone number.

(II) Peter and my wife's third day (1)

Sexy art photos On the third day, my wife had gotten used to chatting with Peter online every day. After I went to work, I turned on the computer and found that Peter was not online. She was a little disappointed. She browsed the website randomly for a while and accidentally clicked on an adult website. She saw some erotic articles and pictures and felt a strange feeling. She remembered that her husband asked her to take selfies. She couldn't help but fantasize that her photos were being spied on by other men on the website. Her lust was ignited.

Just as my wife was immersed in the fantasy that made her heart race, the phone suddenly rang and startled her. It turned out that Peter was not online today and called her directly to chat. My wife did not feel that he had any ulterior motives. She thought that he was a friend who wanted to chat with her, so she happily chatted with Peter.

This time, Peter started by bringing me up, telling my wife how much I had told him I loved her. She was overjoyed and completely let her guard down, treating him like a close confidant.

Eventually, my wife couldn't resist telling him I had asked her to take selfies. Peter, knowing his long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived, lied and said he was actually a professional photographer who had taken many sexy photos of women in the US, even sending some of his work to my wife. Of course, these were just professional nude photos Peter had collected beforehand, deliberately including some interesting pictures of foreign couples having sex.

Peter's prepared photos indeed piqued my wife's interest. She intently looked at them one by one on the computer. Peter heard her increasingly heavy breathing over the phone, knowing she was becoming aroused, and seized the opportunity to ask her on the phone if she wanted to take some sexy maternity photos as a memento. My wife shyly declined, saying she wasn't "capable" enough and didn't dare, but she was also somewhat swayed by Peter's words.

Peter sincerely told her that he was a professional photographer and assured her that the photos would be given to her privately and would not be leaked. He added, "Think about how much your husband loves you. Don't you want to do something for him and give him a gift he'll never forget? If you're not comfortable with that, then we won't take nude photos, just photos of you in casual clothes and pajamas." The wife thought this was a chance to fulfill her husband's fantasies and readily agreed to Peter's request. Knowing this was an opportunity not to be missed, Peter invited her to his house that noon for a private photoshoot. Only after hanging up did the wife realize she would be exposing her body to a strange man during the shoot, which made her hesitant. However, thinking about making her husband happy and having memorable maternity photos, and having already promised Peter, she reluctantly awaited his arrival.

When Peter arrived at her house, the petite wife opened the door to find a tall, handsome stranger standing beside her, a full head shorter than him. A feeling of admiration welled up within her. With Peter's polite demeanor, his wife immediately lowered her guard.

His wife was already a stunning beauty, and even with her growing belly, she remained a captivatingly attractive wife. Peter's first impression of her was that she wore light makeup, a low-cut maternity dress he had chosen, and no bra underneath. Her nipples, like bright red cherries, were clearly erect, and her full, pinkish-white breasts were faintly visible beneath the neckline, making his heart flutter. He almost couldn't resist taking her right there and then.

Without much small talk, Peter went straight into the bedroom to prepare his camera and began taking pictures. Under his guidance, the photography went smoothly, and Peter deliberately displayed his charm to win his wife's favor. After half an hour together, they gradually became more comfortable with each other, and his wife finally trusted him completely, forgetting all her initial shyness and unease.

After shooting for half an hour, the digital camera's memory was almost full, so Peter saved the photos to his laptop. He then called his wife over to see the results, and the two huddled together to look at the computer screen. His wife bent down to carefully examine the photos, thinking they were pretty good. But Peter wasn't looking at the photos; instead, he was peeking through his wife's neckline at her full breasts and her tender nipples!

Under the visual stimulation provided by his wife, Peter's penis was already painfully erect, but he still seriously discussed with her how to proceed with the shoot.

Peter demanded that his wife change into sexy pajamas before filming. My wife is usually very conservative and never dresses provocatively, but strangely enough, this time she didn't hesitate at all. She got up, ran to the bathroom, took off her maternity clothes, and tried on the revealing pajamas Peter had brought her. Although it was called pajamas, apart from an extra semi-transparent outer layer, it was practically indistinguishable from a bikini.

When my wife saw herself in the mirror, although the hem of the bra wasn't a t-back, the fabric at the top of her thighs was thin and narrow, clearly showing the dark shadow of her thick pubic hair. The fabric on her buttocks was also minimal, barely covering her round, large buttocks, and the thin bra on top could barely contain her full breasts, with her red nipples clearly visible, making her look extremely exposed.

Since their marriage, the wife had never dressed so revealingly, even in front of her husband. The thought of displaying her alluring body to a stranger she was meeting for the first time filled her with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement, her nipples hardening involuntarily.

Just then, Peter approached her from outside the bathroom door, telling her he was ready and asking if she was. The wife, head bowed, opened the door. Peter saw her beautiful, mature body, barely concealed by the sexy nightgown he had brought, her large buttocks and slender waist making him unable to contain his excitement. He was delighted that this naive young woman was falling deeper and deeper into his trap.

Seeing his expression, the wife realized she was dressed too provocatively and blushed deeply, freezing in place. Peter, realizing his momentary lapse in judgment, immediately turned away to avoid staring at her and led her to the bedroom, which had been transformed into a simple photography studio. The room was filled with projector lights and reflectors, looking quite professional. Women like to be noticed, and seeing Peter's earnestness pleased the wife.

Peter told his wife to drink some alcohol to bolster her courage before he started photographing her. Pregnant women shouldn't drink too much, but his wife was incredibly nervous and figured a small glass wouldn't hurt, so she drank it without thinking. Peter turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the camera lights on. Under the bright light, his wife saw Peter running around with the camera, constantly instructing her to strike various alluring poses. His wife was completely absorbed, forgetting that she was wearing a sexy, revealing nightgown and being seen naked by a man she had just met.

Through the camera lens, Peter greedily peeked at his wife's mature body, which was barely concealed. The advantage of photography was that he could openly admire a beautiful woman's body and demand various poses from her. After about half an hour, Peter saved the photos to his laptop, and his wife naturally went to look at them again.

Peter casually gave his wife another drink, discussing the results while subtly stealing glances at her beautiful figure, barely concealed by her sexy nightgown. His wife's pretty face flushed after drinking, and her breathing and heartbeat quickened. Peter thought that with a little more time and the added effect of alcohol, it wouldn't be long before he could taste the long-awaited, pregnant woman's charms.

Peter deliberately frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied with the photos he had just taken. His wife noticed and asked him if something was wrong. Peter then told her to look at other people's photos on his laptop for reference, and then took the opportunity to show her some erotic pictures.

Although his wife felt it was somewhat inappropriate to look at erotic pictures with a strange man while wearing sexy pajamas, she had developed trust in Peter after spending the whole afternoon together. Besides, looking at pictures for reference was a legitimate reason, so she didn't resist too much. However, under the series of visual stimuli, the mature woman's body inevitably reacted.

At this moment, his wife's nipples gradually hardened, standing erect against her pajamas. Her beautiful face gradually turned red, her gorgeous body became hot, and her crotch unconsciously became wet. She could only cross her legs and rub them together. Suddenly, a wave of pleasure she hadn't experienced in a long time surged through her vulva. Overwhelmed, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh~~" To hide this embarrassing physical change, she hastily downed the drink in her glass.

Peter, of course, noticed the subtle change in his wife's body. He thought to himself that the saying pregnant women have a higher sex drive was true; otherwise, how could a few erotic pictures have aroused her to such a degree? But he remained calm, even making an excuse to refill her drink and deliberately leaving, giving her more time to enjoy the photos. He planned to continue filming with her once she was fully aroused.

When they returned, Peter told his wife her makeup had smudged and asked her to touch it up in the bathroom. His wife happily ran off to clean up her uncooperative body. The wife discovered her crotch was soaking wet in the bathroom. She quickly wiped it dry with toilet paper, but the wet stain on her underwear wouldn't dry easily. She could only hope Peter wouldn't notice, as it was a very embarrassing secret...

Back in the room, Peter told his wife to finish her drink before continuing the filming. By this time, his wife was already a little drunk, but the more drunk she got, the more she wanted to drink, so she quickly downed the entire glass of wine, gradually becoming more and more confused. The erotic images she had just seen flashed through her mind, constantly arousing her sexual desire; and displaying her dazzling body in front of the camera during the shoot made her feel like she was being spied on, like she was being watched by a man. The physiological reaction was quite stimulating, making her uncontrollably excited.

After taking a few photos, Peter started suggesting his wife pose in suggestive ways, either standing or lying down. He even told her to lie on the bed with her legs spread wide in an "M" shape. His wife found this position too embarrassing, so she turned around and lay on the bed like a puppy, letting Peter film her from behind. She never imagined it would be even hotter from behind; not only were her beautiful leg lines fully revealed, but the glimpse of her private parts between her round, large buttocks made Peter swallow hard!

The naive wife thought Peter was filming her whole body, unaware that he was boldly and continuously taking close-up shots of her genitals through the lens. At this point, her panties were incredibly wet; pubic hair peeked out from beside the fabric, clearly visible, and even parts of the darker skin around her vulva were exposed. The shape of her labia, plump and swollen, was imprinted on the transparent panties, revealing her secret sanctuary to Peter without reservation.

This scene was enough to make any man lose control, and Peter was no exception. His crotch was noticeably bulging, but his wife, with her back to him, was completely unaware. During the shoot, Peter pretended to say his wife's pose was a bit stiff and went over to adjust it.

Caught off guard, Peter reached out and removed her semi-transparent jacket, then unhooked her bra, and then pulled off her already soaked panties. His wife immediately said, "No, what are you doing? You can't do this..." But in an instant, she was completely naked, her smooth, naked body exposed directly to Peter's eyes. She tried to get up, but her hands couldn't cover her lower body properly, probably due to the alcohol; her legs were weak and she couldn't even walk!

Peter wasn't in a rush; after removing his wife's pajamas, he stepped back and continued shooting seriously. His wife thought that since she was already completely exposed, protesting was useless. And perhaps it was the alcohol in her body; or perhaps she was intoxicated by the thrill of being peeked at naked by a man; or perhaps her body was craving sex due to a lack of it recently. In any case, at this moment, his wife no longer thought of resisting and simply let Peter take the photos.

At this moment, Peter knew that only the last step remained to reach his goal. Upon closer inspection, he saw that his wife, who was pregnant for the first time, had a different charm. Her slightly protruding belly felt as smooth as silk, radiating an irresistible glow. Her long, beautiful legs and the mature aura of a young woman made her even more charming and lovely under the lens. While taking the photos, Peter told his wife that although she was pregnant, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He hoped to capture her beauty at this moment forever through his photography. His wife was so moved that she almost hugged Peter and cried.

(III) Peter and his wife's third day (2)

Peter, who had long been unable to achieve an orgasm, probably knew his wife was only playing hard to get, so he went behind her, offering to help her relax. At this point, his wife, aside from shyness and embarrassment, didn't suspect much. Peter brushed aside her hair, gently pressing her shoulders and neck, caressing every inch of her fair, flawless back. His fingers felt like they were electrified; his wife felt a current surge through her body wherever he touched, making her unbearably itchy and slowly becoming wanton. Under

Peter's teasing, his wife's defenses gradually relaxed, feeling her whole body become extremely sensitive and excited, desperately needing a man's affection. She almost wanted to ride on Peter and let him fill the emptiness between her legs. But remembering that she was a married woman and had always been faithful in relationships, never having been with anyone other than her husband, she had to restrain herself, suppressing her burning desire, and nestled in Peter's arms like a little bird.

The experienced Peter knew his wife was struggling internally. He also knew that women's reluctance wasn't due to a lack of desire, but rather a fear of being found out—a classic case of "nine out of ten women are willing, only the man's mouth isn't tight." Besides, most women are driven by love; once he got her interested, everything would be easier.

Peter sat on the bed, embracing his wife from behind, and whispered tenderly in her ear how he had longed for her ever since their first online chat, asking her to trust him. His naked wife, lying in the arms of a man other than her husband, no longer cared whether her words were genuine or feigned. She gradually relaxed, turning shyly to gaze at Peter with alluring eyes. Peter, sensing her inner turmoil, knew she had already fallen for him and wouldn't resist too much. He kissed her cheek first, then moved to her lips, his hands following suit, moving from her armpits to her breasts, caressing her pink nipples.

His wife instinctively tried to stop Peter's advances by wrapping her arms around his, but her sensitive nipples immediately hardened at the light touch of his fingers. Peter kept telling her this would be a secret between them, and that he knew her husband rarely made love to her, understanding her discomfort, and that he only wanted to make her happy. He also assured her that he was dressed and wouldn't do anything inappropriate, telling her to relax and enjoy herself. Gradually, he persuaded her to remove her hands from her covering.

His wife said she didn't want to, but Peter was making her feel incredibly good, and the alcohol was coursing through her veins, making her feel a burning, unbearable itch. The desire she had suppressed for months was ignited, and

she finally couldn't resist tilting her head back and passionately kissing Peter. Peter held his wife, his tongue slipping into her lips, intertwining with hers, sucking her saliva, making her moan softly. As my wife was lost in Peter's passionate kisses, Peter played with her breasts with one hand while secretly slipping his other hand between her legs. He felt that she was already wet and his hand was covered in sticky, lustful fluid. He chuckled to himself, knowing that it wouldn't be long before he could taste this delicate wife.

A woman's self-preservation instinct made my wife warily cover her private parts with her hands, and she shyly said to Peter, "You can't do this." Peter, determined to make my beloved wife both lustful and wanton, was taking it slow and methodical. So he let go of her hands, not forcing her, but instead focusing his kisses on the back of her neck and behind her ears, making her moan and groan. My innocent wife had no experience in dealing with this situation; she was completely limp and at Peter's mercy.

Seeing my wife's seductive appearance, Peter once again reached between her legs and began to knead her. Although his wife still instinctively pushed him away with her hands, the physical pleasure had long since overcome her reason; it was all just a symbolic struggle.

Peter first explored his wife's plump, moist labia with his fingertips, finding them slightly parted, as if anticipating the arrival of an uninvited guest. While massaging his wife's clitoris, Peter slid his middle finger into the crevice of her vagina, probing and teasing, making his wife feel extremely comfortable. At this moment, his wife's mind was hazy and blank; she only knew that pleasure was constantly surging through her body from her vagina, and she made muffled and indistinct moans. His wife closed her eyes, her whole body weak and trembling with pleasure.

Peter didn't say a word, only focusing on stimulating his wife's vagina. Peter's touch made his wife more and more excited, and her hidden animalistic nature was released. She actively twisted her tempting legs to meet Peter's skillful fingers. Her expression became hungry and lewd. Her sexual desire was high and she cried out more and more wildly. Finally, she could not hold back and her whole body convulsed and trembled. Her buttocks kept twitching and her honey hole kept contracting. With a groan, she finally reached the long-awaited orgasm!

(IV) Peter and his wife's third day (3)

The wife's depravity The pure wife had little experience in hugging and kissing boys, and had never tried masturbation. She never thought that Peter's small finger could make her feel like she was in heaven and reach orgasm. She always thought that the pleasure of making love with her husband was the orgasm. Now, compared with that, her husband had never let her enjoy it!

Since she was pregnant for many months, she had been lacking in sex life. Now she finally got to release it all at once, which made her wife very happy.

As the afterglow of the orgasm gradually faded from her body, the wife fell into Peter's arms with fragrant sweat, panting and unable to speak for a moment. Peter withdrew his fingers from his wife's body, and she was immediately filled with a feeling of emptiness and loss. The experienced Peter held his wife close, gently kissed her forehead, and whispered, "Was it good?"

His wife gasped, "You, you...you're so bad!" Her voice sounded sticky and incredibly sexy. Peter then put one arm around his wife, while the other continued to caress her breasts, rubbing her still-erect nipples with his fingers. This time, his wife didn't back down, letting him play with her body. That's how women are; once you've made them happy, nothing else matters.

Peter didn't say a word, just lay there flirting with his wife, quickly reigniting her desire. She felt a burning sensation in her private parts, longing for something to fill her, to let her experience that incredible pleasure again! She thought how wonderful it would be to give her body to Peter so freely, but even if a woman wants that, she's not one to let anyone take advantage of her so easily. Her heart was torn with conflicting emotions.

Lost in thought, she didn't even know when Peter had climbed on top of her, using his legs to spread her legs apart.

Although Peter was still dressed, when his already erect penis touched her wet, warm vagina, a surge of pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current. She vaguely knew that this time she was truly being devoured, but after everything that had just happened, and considering that she actually liked Peter, she couldn't find any strength to resist him.

Peter pressed his wife down on the bed, his tongue venturing into her mouth, slowly eroding her consciousness, and her body was once again under his control.

He kissed his way down her neck, his skillful tongue licking her breasts, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body's sexual desire was incredibly strong. "Oh...uh...God! You're licking me so well...uh...woo...so...comfortable...uh...mmm..." At this moment, his wife murmured incoherently, as if hypnotized.

Unconsciously, his wife was lost in the teasing of Peter's tongue, her body completely betraying her. Her arms wrapped around Peter's back, her fair legs gripping his waist, her vulva meeting his erect penis in his pants. She couldn't help but boldly move her hips, as if hoping the swollen shaft would break through the barrier and fill the emptiness between her legs.

Their lower bodies rubbed against each other like this, her heart burning with desire, her mind filled with sexual urges, but the constraints of her clothes made it difficult to be satisfied. Her heart itched with an irresistible urge, and the fluid flowing from her vulva overflowed like a flood, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

At this moment, Peter couldn't resist any longer. Without warning, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down, aiming his hot, hard penis at his wife's vagina. He thrust forward forcefully, inch by inch, penetrating her tender, beautiful vulva.

The sudden, full pleasure made his wife feel incredibly comfortable, but the guilt of their illicit affair also jolted her awake. Startled, she hurriedly tried to get up, saying, "No, what are you doing?... You can't do this..."

Before she could finish speaking, Peter's hands gripped her buttocks, giving her no room to breathe, and he relentlessly pushed his large penis further in, invading the deepest part of her honey pot.

"Silly girl, don't be afraid! If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know?" Peter coaxed, taking advantage of his wife's confusion and disorientation, and continued to thrust forcefully. His wife's body was suddenly overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, leaving her weak all over. She thought that since he had already taken her, resistance was futile, so she let him have his way.

Although she didn't have much sexual experience, she was quite cooperative in bed. With Peter's movements, she closed her eyes and arched her hips high to receive his thrusts, as if hoping this feeling would never end! Soon, she was panting heavily, and a powerful orgasm erupted. Only then did she truly understand how pleasurable it was to be a woman.

While she was moaning loudly, exhausted from the pleasure, Peter didn't stop to let her rest. Instead, he continued to thrust his hard penis inside her, and she desperately raised her hips to meet him. Waves of pleasure washed over her, one orgasm after another. She could only release her ecstatic feelings by screaming loudly.

The continuous orgasms left her feeling completely drained. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she begged Peter to stop. Peter, admiring the blissful expression on his wife's beautiful face, gently asked, "How does it feel? Comfortable?"

His wife, almost breathless, replied softly, "You...you bad boy...your...it's...making me...want to die..." Clearly, she was completely conquered by Peter. The virtuous young woman of a moment ago had transformed into a fiery, wanton woman.

At this moment, his wife squinted, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Peter pressed down on his wife, his burning penis pressing deep inside her, while his hands gently caressed her full breasts, lightly pinching her pink nipples with his fingertips. Since her pregnancy, his wife's breasts had always been swollen and very sensitive. Now, aroused again, her uncontrollable desire burned within her. Her strong, powerful legs involuntarily clamped around Peter, and her vagina trembled.

Sensing his wife's reaction, Peter attacked her pink areola with his mouth, biting and sucking hard on her nipple, ready to have his way with her again. But just as he began to slowly thrust, his wife suddenly pushed him away and sat up.

Peter thought she had changed her mind, but instead, she said shyly, "It's not good for the baby in my belly if I'm on top. This time, I'll be on top." With that, she eagerly knelt down on Peter, facing him. At that moment, his wife saw Peter's body clearly for the first time. His strong physique and broad chest made her already petite frame appear even smaller. His thick, large, veiny penis was completely different from her husband's; no wonder she had brought him to multiple orgasms.

Seeing his wife so wanton, Peter was overjoyed. He immediately pulled down his pants, which were already half-undone, rolled over, and, smiling, used his hands to guide his wife's round, white buttocks, carefully aligning her soft, wet vagina with his penis. His wife's starry eyes were slightly closed, her red lips slightly parted, and her waist slowly sank down. She felt the hard penis slide inch by inch into her vagina, bringing a pleasurable sensation.

"Oh...oh...God...it's all the way in...it's killing me...ah..." Finally, his wife completely swallowed Peter's penis and sat on top of him. Perhaps because of the pregnancy, her uterus had swelled and prolapsed, and she felt Peter's penis deeply pressing against her clitoris. Before he even started thrusting, a wave of intoxicating pleasure had already brought her to another orgasm!

His wife was completely exhausted and could only lie on top of Peter. Peter had no choice but to take the initiative, using his hands to push and sway his wife's slender waist up and down, thrusting upwards with great force, slamming his penis into her clitoris again and again, pounding into the deepest part of her vagina. His wife was powerless to resist, moaning loudly and ecstatically. Her pleading voice trembled slightly, like a sob, and the room was filled with her moans. Of course, Peter did not let her off so easily.

"Oh...stop...oh...oh my god...I...ah...help...it feels so good...so good...it's coming...oh...it's coming...it's coming again..." Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, the wife had long forgotten all shame.

The amplitude of her vaginal movements increased, her vagina gripping Peter's hard penis, grinding against her, making her feel both numb and pleasurable. With each thrust, Peter penetrated deeper into her, reaching her most sensitive spot. The glans rubbed against her overflowing, honey-like vagina, bringing them both indescribable pleasure. The wife moaned ecstatically, countless orgasms leaving her dazed. Her vaginal muscles contracted and convulsed incessantly, her vagina constantly sucking at Peter's engorged, erect glans. The accumulating pleasure made Peter unable to bear it any longer. His entire body tensed, and he thrust his penis upwards, ejaculating his semen into the deepest part of her vagina with each throbbing motion.

(V) Peter and his wife's third day (4)

The wife's depravity Peter poured hot semen into his wife's body in waves, pressing her buttocks with both hands to allow his throbbing penis to penetrate deeper into her body. The glans of his penis pressed wildly against the flower core of her honey hole, constantly pushing her to the peak of sensory stimulation, making her feel as if she were flying in the clouds, her whole body was out of control, and she shouted: "Ah...ah...ah...it feels so good..." Her tender hole kept contracting, as if sucking Peter's penis, wanting to squeeze out every drop of his semen.

Under Peter's fierce attack, his wife reached the peak of pleasure once again, her whole body pressed against Peter's body like a deflated balloon, her beautiful face showing a satisfied smile, panting in ecstasy.

After a series of battles, Peter was also sweating profusely and exhausted. His penis stayed in her body for a while and gradually softened, sliding out of the honey hole that had been tightly gripping it, and the thick white semen that filled his wife's vagina also seeped out in waves.

The two lay sprawled on the bed. Peter told his wife that he had never been with such a wanton woman before, and she was utterly ashamed. At that moment, Peter knew he had successfully awakened the lustful nature hidden within his wife during their affair!

After resting for a while, they got up, dressed, and hurriedly tidied the room before I returned home. As Peter left, his wife lingered, kissing him tenderly inside the door, whispering, "I love you!" It seemed she had fallen deeply in love with Peter's manhood, their affair blossoming into something more.

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