Mountain Loves Humiliating His Wife 1-3

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Mountain Love Humiliates Wife

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... My name is Dashan, I'm 27 years old, and I'm a deputy manager at a small company. My only distinguishing feature is that I look rather mature. My wife's name is Xiaomei. She works at the same company as me and is a receptionist. She has a stunning figure of 165cm and a pretty face. At 21, she's in the prime of her youth, and the phrase "enough to drive many lustful creatures crazy" is what she says to me during sex.

Mei: "Honey, what time is it?"

Shan: "It's almost eight o'clock. My little lazy pig, didn't you enjoy yourself enough last night? Get up! I'll go wash up first."

After I finished washing up, I saw her wearing an open-necked shirt and a company-mandated short skirt, exuding a uniform allure. If I hadn't ejaculated too much last night, I would have had another round this morning.

Shan: "Wife, you're so beautiful. If I weren't so tired, I really wanted to do it again!"

Mei: "Hmm, don't play around! We're going to be late. I'll give it to you tonight!"

Going to work together every day is a regular thing, but unfortunately, my salary is too low, and I can't afford a car. I can only squeeze onto the bus with my wife every day.

Shan: "Honey, it's so crowded today, should we take a taxi?"

Mei: "Forget it, let's just squeeze in! It's hard to get a taxi at this time."

Shan: "Okay, then!"

As soon as the bus arrived, everyone rushed to get on. I'm tall and strong, so I easily pushed my way through several people and got to the front. But when I was holding my wife's hand, a jerk bumped into me. I really wanted to beat him up, but oh well, I'll just have to find a seat first. It's an hour's drive to the company. I saw my beloved wife standing in the middle of the bus, squeezed in the crowd, pitifully holding onto the railing and looking at me. I asked her to come and change seats, but she shook her head. I guess it was too crowded and she couldn't move. Once

the bus started moving, everyone went about their own business. Since this happens every day, I didn't pay much attention to my wife and started reading the newspaper I carried with me. After reading for a while, I realized there wasn't anything interesting. Just as I was about to change to another page, I glanced over at my wife and noticed that Mei's expression was a little off. She was frowning. What was wrong? Then I noticed a man standing very close to my wife.

I shifted my body slightly and peered through the crowd. A middle-aged man in his thirties, who looked like a gangster, was placing a rough, lecherous hand on my wife's plump buttocks, gripping hard, leaving a noticeable dent in his trousers. I had to stop him, I had to beat him up, but I found myself hard. A strange thought surfaced: "Let's see. Maybe it's just touching." I thought, picking up the newspaper and pretending not to notice, but actually monitoring my wife's every move.

The man's hand moved back and forth, slowly sliding down. Because my wife was wearing a short skirt, the man's hand made direct contact with my wife's thigh. My wife trembled; she probably hadn't expected the man to be so bold. She tried to push away the rough hand, but how could her delicate hands compete with his strength? The man was holding my wife's hand, his other hand continuing to grope her groin. My wife looked helplessly in my direction, and I immediately covered my eyes with a newspaper, my mind in turmoil—reason versus lust?

After a minute's hesitation, I peeked again and saw that my wife had closed her eyes, biting her lip, one hand gripping the handrail, the other held behind her back by the man. His other hand was slowly rubbing under her skirt. Did he really dare to touch my wife's genitals in public?

A small tent was bulging under my wife's skirt; it was the man's hand, slowly moving up and down, teasing her. Underneath the skirt, her underwear was pulled open to one side, his hand directly caressing her genitals, his middle finger teasing her clitoris. My wife

's breathing grew heavier, her chest heaving, and the man's hand was probably smeared with her vaginal fluid. My wife was being violated by a stranger, and the more I watched, the more excited I became. My hand slowly went into my pocket and began to stroke my large penis.

After about ten minutes, the man slowly lowered his hand, and my wife leaned weakly against him. I could see that the man's hand was smeared with my wife's vaginal fluid. "Shouldn't this be over by now? Such a bold pervert! Isn't this something you only see in movies and novels? It's truly rare!" I thought to myself, while watching my wife's lower body. Unexpectedly, that hand pointed upwards and covered my wife's vulva again. I knew that action all too well; he wanted to penetrate my wife!

His hand got closer and closer, and the instant it entered my wife's vagina, I saw my wife's body arch upwards. He was inside her. My God! My wife was being finger-raped on the bus. There were still more than ten minutes until we got off. Would my wife be subjected to his hand the rest of the time?

The bus kept shaking, and my wife's body swayed in rhythm with the man's hand movements. The man's hand moved faster and faster. My wife's hair covered her face, so I couldn't see clearly, but I could feel his fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina, accompanied by the lubricant flowing from her vagina. The

thrusting became more and more violent. People around noticed the abnormality on my wife's side, but seeing the man's fierce face, they pretended not to know. His hand moved rapidly, and I could even hear the sound of water. My wife let out a soft moan and went limp on the man's body. I knew she had orgasmed; her short skirt was soaked with fluid. And at that moment, I ejaculated.

The man's hand left my wife's vagina and slowly moved to his zipper, pulling the zipper down... What did he want to do? Did he want my wife to masturbate him, or ejaculate directly on my wife? Or even lift my wife's white buttocks and fuck her right there on the bus?

Just then, a doorbell rang, pulling me back to reality. I immediately got up, and my wife, startled awake, quickly straightened her skirt. I pulled her up and, pretending we hadn't noticed anything, got off the bus.

(Part Two, Part One) The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

: Mei: "Ah...ah...Shan...slow down...I can't take it anymore..."

Shan: "Am I amazing? Wife, I want to keep fucking you."

Mei: "Husband, um...Meimei...ah~~I'll let you fuck me, as long as husband wants to fuck me, ah~~ah~~too deep..."

Shan: "Wife, how did you get molested on the bus last time?"

Mei: "..."

Shan: "Wife, did that person fuck you?"

Mei: "Um...ah...no...ah...ah..."

Shan: "My wife is so beautiful, and he doesn't fuck her?"

Mei: "No...no..."

Shan: "Wife, do you want him to fuck you?"

Mei: "Are you willing to? Ah...husband...faster, I'm almost there..."

Shan: "I just want him to fuck you, if it's not good I won't."

Mei: "Ah...husband, are you willing...I'll let him fuck me, and make you wear a green hat...ah...Shan, I love you!"

Shan: "Mei, I love you too!"

After the climax.

Shan: "Wife, are you really willing to let someone else have sex with you?"

Mei: "Nonsense, of course not! I belong only to my husband."

Shan: "Hehe, of course!"

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Whenever I think of my wife's furrowed brows, her lips slightly closed, trying hard not to make a sound, while that person's hand is constantly thrusting into my wife's vagina, I can't help but grab my wife and have sex with her right there and then. While doing it, I fantasize that it is that man who is having sex with my wife. This thought has been surfacing for several days in a row, and I started to wonder if I was a psychopath? Why am I so excited when my wife is being molested? I was worried about this for several days.

Until a week later, when I was searching for information online, I accidentally came across an article called "Humiliating My Girlfriend," which deeply attracted my attention, and I couldn't stop reading it until I finished the whole thing. Only then did I realize that I also had this kind of hobby. From then on, I began to think about exposing and humiliating my beautiful wife.

I had ideas, impulses, and drive, but the key was how to put them into action. Amei had three boyfriends before me. Although there was kissing and touching back then, Amei still maintained her virginity and gave it to me. However, over the years she's been quite stubborn and conservative. If I occasionally mention group sex or a threesome, she gets very angry, saying I don't love her anymore, and it takes a long time to calm her down. As for clothing, she's okay with anything not too revealing; girls love beauty, so I decided to start by teaching my wife how to dress.

Shan: "Amei, I got my bonus today, I'm taking you shopping."

Mei: "Really? Honey, Meimei loves you to death!" Saying this, my wife jumped up, wrapped her legs around my waist, and kept kissing me.

Shan: "Is Meimei still my little sister?"

"You're so bad, you big bad guy, always up to no good, you've been so naughty lately, making me so sleepy at work." My wife pouted.

Shan: "Who told you to be so alluring! If I didn't act impulsively, how could I do justice to my good wife?"

Mei: "Hmph! Servant, go with the Empress Dowager to pick out clothes!"

Shan: "Yes, sir!"

Mei: "Haha, let's go!"

Watching my girlfriend skip and jump happily, I felt a little reluctant, but then I thought about my wife being humiliated, and my head went hot. Go ahead and humiliate her!

Mei: "Honey, do you think this dress is pretty?"

Shan: "Honey, go try it on! I like everything you wear."

Mei: "Okay."

While my wife went to change, I started looking for the clothes I truly liked: a semi-transparent tank top and a black pleated mini skirt similar to those worn in school uniforms.

My wife tried on an outfit and came out: "Honey, is that for me? It's so short! How am I supposed to wear it?"

Shan: "Honey, no way! Your legs are so beautiful, it's such a waste for you to wear such a long skirt!"

Amei hesitated: "But it's so short, it'll look awful if my leggings show..."

Shan: "Why don't you try it on first! If it doesn't look good, we won't buy it. I just want to see my wife looking even more beautiful!"

Mei: "But...but...I'll try it on then!"

Shan: "That's right!" He was overjoyed.

When my wife came out after changing, I was stunned. Her high breasts were tightly held by transparent straps, and her white bra was faintly visible underneath. Her super short skirt barely covered her plump buttocks, and her long and white legs were immediately highlighted.

Seeing my stunned expression, Amei smiled confidently: "Honey, do you like it?"

Shan: "Yeah, it looks amazing! Honey, you should have dressed like this a long time ago."

Mei: "But it's too revealing, I don't dare wear it out! And I didn't wear leggings today..."

Shan: "It's okay, if you're young and don't wear it now, are you going to wait until you're seventy or eighty? Miss, wrap these up. Honey, don't change what you're wearing, you look great like this, just wear it and we'll go have lunch before going back to the company!"

Mei: "Wouldn't it be too much to go back to the company like this? I'd better change!" Saying that, she was about to go back to the changing room.

Shan: "Don't overthink it, are you done yet? If you don't like it, don't wear it." I pretended to be angry.

Mei: "Okay, honey, don't be angry! I won't change, let's go eat, okay?" Saying that, she took my hand, her breasts rubbing against my arm, looking at me with big eyes.

Shan: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore, but you have to promise to be obedient."

Mei: "My Shan is still the best! Honey, I want to eat sushi."

Shan: "Let's go then!" Halfway there.

The two walked for a long time and finally saw a conveyor belt sushi restaurant. It was only a little past 10 o'clock, and there weren't many people in the restaurant. As soon as they entered the restaurant, Mei became the focus. Her devilish figure was enough to make those animals thinking with their lower bodies stop eating to spy on my wife.

Shan: "Wife, sit down, I'm going to the toilet."

Squatting on the toilet, I lit a Furongwang cigarette, thinking about how to proceed. My wife's willingness to dress like this was already a big step forward. Would being too hasty backfire?

I heard voices outside the toilet.

A: "That hot chick outside is really hot! Damn, those legs are so beautiful. If I could have sex with her, that would be so great!"

Were they talking about Mei? I quietly listened to their conversation.

B: "She's really hot. Didn't you see how gorgeous she is? I was staring at her thighs the whole time. If her boyfriend wasn't so muscular, I would have gone over and asked for his number."

A: "Ha! Save yourself the trouble. Don't you even look in the mirror? If she wants to contact someone, she should come to me!"

The two finished urinating and left. I was overjoyed; it seemed the effect was quite obvious. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head!

After leaving the restroom, sure enough, there was a group of people sitting next to my wife—five young men, three of whom had dyed their hair a bright yellow-red. From their laughter, I guessed that the two from earlier must be one of them. I returned to the seat next to my wife (a swivel chair), ate some sushi, and after a while, Amei and I felt it was about time, so we stopped eating and pretended to chat with my wife, but actually, I had other thoughts in my mind.

Shan: "Honey, you look so beautiful today!"

Mei: "Isn't it the same every day?"

Shan: "Of course, honey, you look especially sexy and beautiful today!"

We chatted idly...

Then I started to implement my plan. I slowly put my hand on my wife's waist. She didn't react much and continued chatting with me. I secretly put my other hand under the chair and slowly turned the chair she was sitting in, making her turn her back to me little by little. My wife glanced at me but didn't say anything, thinking I just wanted to hug her, it was just a habitual action.

Finally, my wife's face was turned to the group of young men at their table, but my oblivious wife was still completely unaware, leaning on my shoulder and chatting with me. I looked over at those young men, and thought, "Damn it, I'm creating an opportunity for you guys, and you're still talking nonsense. There's a beautiful spring scene here!"

As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. Finally, one of them turned around, glanced over, paused for a moment, and then his eyes were glued to my wife's body. He nudged the young man next door, gesturing for another to look over, who was also immediately dumbfounded. My wife was wearing a pleated miniskirt, which normally only barely covered her buttocks when she stood up, and even less when she sat down. At this angle, her underwear was probably barely visible.

The group of guys opposite me were staring wide-eyed. I was completely mesmerized, my penis throbbing. I never knew the feeling of deliberately exposing my wife was so thrilling.

I slowly pulled the skirt up, letting it brush past her thighs. Even from my angle, I could see her vulva covered by her lace panties. The group of guys opposite me were completely dumbfounded, ogling my wife, practically wanting to see through her underwear. One of them even put his hand on his pants and started touching himself.

Seeing that I didn't speak, and noticing a group of young people staring at her, my wife looked down and realized she had exposed herself. She let out a scream, startling me. Amei's face was flushed, whether from shame or excitement, and she immediately jumped off the chair to straighten her skirt.

Then my wife turned around, her eyes filled with tears, and looked at me: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Shan: "Huh? What did you mean on purpose?"

Mei: "Hmph!" She turned and walked away. I realized I'd probably been too hasty. Just as I was about to chase after her, "Sir, you haven't paid yet!" the waiter called out. I threw down a hundred yuan: "Keep the change." When I chased after her, my wife was already gone.

"Beep beep... Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..." This was serious. I knew Amei would shut down her phone in anger. Sigh! Humiliation isn't a simple matter; this was truly a lesson. Oh well, she'll probably just be petty for a day or two, it's nothing to worry about. I'll just be more careful next time.

It

's noon now. I'm back at the company. Luckily, I saw Amei sitting at the front desk as soon as I entered. Tragically, she ignored me. Oh well, she's angry right now. I'll think of a way to explain later.

Back in my office, looking at that cramped 20-square-meter space, I felt conflicted. Looking at the sign that read "Deputy Manager," I pushed open the door with a sense of dejection and sat down at my desk, reminiscing about a day a year ago…

A year ago, it was my second year working at this company. I was just a director. Back then, I was highly capable, had the best performance, and a group of regular clients. The boss thought highly of me.

Shan: "Mr. Chen, what did you call me here for?"

Mr. Chen: "Shan, you've been here for over a year, and your performance has been evident to everyone in the company. There's still over a month before the next personnel change, and

I have high hopes for you and Guobin (Guobin is a 25-year-old graduate from a prestigious university). There are a few more deals here, especially this Hong Kong businessman; go and try to secure them!"

Holding the business order, I felt an indescribable surge of excitement. After more than a year of hard work, I had finally gained the boss's appreciation and achieved some success! I immediately called Amei. At that time, Amei was just an intern, and I had already started pursuing her since she joined the company. Because I was afraid of certain repercussions, I hadn't made our relationship public.

Shan: "Amei, the company said that if I do well on these deals, I might become a manager. Haha~~"

Amei: "That's great! Haha, don't forget your girlfriend then!"

Hearing Amei's sweet voice, I felt infinitely motivated. My career was almost successful, and my love was sweet. What more could I ask for?

Half a month passed in a flash. Those few orders were a minor issue for me; the Hong Kong businessmen had already made arrangements. Tonight was the night to sign the contracts with them. Looking at myself in the mirror, impeccably dressed in a suit and beaming with sunshine, I thought, "Haha, not bad at all. Tonight is sure to be a very successful night."

I arrived at the private room at the restaurant on time and found someone already waiting. What was Guobin doing here?

Shan: "Guobin, what are you doing here?"

Guobin: "The boss knows you've closed the deal. He came to sign the contract tonight and asked me to bring two interns to learn from them."

Shan: "Amei and Ayi?"

Guobin: "Yes! Congratulations, Brother Shan!"

Shan: "You're a very ambitious person; you have a bright future ahead of you." After

some mutual flattery, Amei and Xiaoyi arrived. Amei winked at me when she saw me and swayed her graceful figure as she sat down opposite me.

Mei: "Brother Shan, Ganbatte!" As soon as I sat down, Mei said to me.

Ayi: "Brother Shan, I'm going to learn from you tonight!" She chimed in.

Being flattered by a group of people, I felt a little smug. After a while, the Hong Kong businessmen arrived. Two fat men came, one named Liu Kang and the other Liu Fu. They were brothers, and both looked so grotesque and repulsive, but I still had to maintain my usual smile. After some pleasantries, the food started to be served.

Liu Fu: "Let's have some drinks! How can we whet our appetites without some?"

Shan: "Mr. Liu, of course I've prepared some. Here are two bottles of Hennessy. We'll order more if it's not enough."

Liu Fu: "Shan, you're so thoughtful! Hehe."

Shan: "Come on, let me toast everyone on behalf of the company!"

...

Who knew that we'd end up drinking four bottles of liquor in no time? Guo Bin got drunk in less than ten drinks and was fast asleep on the table early in the morning; Amei and Ayi had also drunk several drinks, both of them with flushed faces; I had almost drunk a bottle myself, my stomach was churning, and I felt dizzy and lightheaded. I didn't even notice when Liu Fu sat down next to Xiaomei. I vaguely saw Liu Fu's hand on Xiaomei's waist, but Xiaomei seemed completely unaware.

I felt that Xiaomei was already drunk, and I couldn't hold on much longer either. After a few more drinks, my stomach really couldn't take it anymore. I immediately got up and rushed to the toilet, vomiting violently into the toilet. I vomited for a few minutes, washed my face, and stood there for another ten minutes or so. I felt less dizzy. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was exhausted, but it was worth it. At least starting tomorrow, my life would be different.

Back in the private room, I looked around. Where was everyone? Only Guobin was there.

Shan: "Guobin! Guobin…" He called several times, but there was no response. Damn it, he's dead drunk. What a newbie, such a low alcohol tolerance, and he wants to compete with me for the manager position?

Shan: "Waiter, where are the other guests in this room? Where are the two women?"

Waiter: "They went upstairs to their rooms."

My head buzzed, and I sobered up instantly. Damn it, he dared to touch my women?

Shan: "Which room?"

Waiter: "Rooms 201 and 202."

I immediately rushed upstairs. Damn it, I'll kill you! As soon as I reached the door of room 201, before I even kicked it open, I heard a woman's moans and the sounds of flesh colliding inside: "Ah...ah...", "Slap...

slap slap...", "Ah...ah...no...ah...", "Slap...slap slap slap...slap..."

I was furious. I kicked the door open and saw Liu Fu's thick, short penis thrusting in and out of a woman's vagina in a doggy-style position. Damn it, Amei had been deflowered by this fat pig!

Liu Fu saw me, paused for a moment, then turned back to continue thrusting his penis. I was enraged and punched Liu Fu's pig-like head. The fat man was sent flying by my punch, crashing into the wall and slowly sliding down like dead flesh. I grabbed Liu Fu's fleshy neck, intending to deliver another punch, when I heard a loud scream: "Ah! No!"

I turned around. What?! It was A-Yi?! I yelled, "Where's A-Mei?" A-Yi was already pale with fright and couldn't say a word.

Then I remembered the waiter mentioning room 202, so I rushed next door, kicked open the door, and saw clothes scattered all over the floor. Liu Kang, that fat pig, was lying on the bed, pinning A-Mei down. A-Mei was completely naked, making "ooh" sounds with Liu Kang's thick penis in her mouth. Liu Kang's head was buried between A-Mei's legs, his tongue licking her clitoris.

Hearing the noise, Liu Kang looked up: "Xiao Shan, you..." I didn't give him time to speak. I grabbed Liu Kang's hair and kneed him in the face. Liu Kang passed out without even a groan.

I hugged Amei; she was drunk and didn't even recognize me. In her dazed state, she could only say, "No...

no..." I held Amei and cried for the first time.

Later, thanks to the company's intervention, through a combination of persuasion and pressure, the two wealthy brothers stopped pursuing the matter. I paid over ten thousand yuan in compensation, avoiding jail time, but the company gave my originally slated promotion to Guobin because of this incident, and the personnel change was delayed for a year. The only good thing was that Amei, after this incident, considered me her soulmate and married me six months later.

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Phone: "Ring ring ring..." A ring pulled me back from my memories.

"Hey, Shan, President Chen wants you in his office."

Shan: "Okay."

Shan: "President Chen, you wanted to see me?"

President Chen: "Dashan, your export department needs to give me a detailed proposal today."

Shan: "Okay." Thinking: 'Damn it, they always push all the blame onto me, and my promotion is still a long way off.' Stepping

outside, I felt incredibly frustrated and called Amei.

The phone went dead: "Beep...beep...the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later." Sigh!

She's probably still angry.

As darkness fell, the department's project proposals, under my pressure, were completed on time, leaving only my final review. I reviewed the better ones for the final check, and by 9 PM, I was finally finished. As I left the office, the security guard had turned off all the lights. Was I destined to be forgotten?

Passing Guobin's office, I heard a woman's lewd words coming from inside. Who was that woman? Could it be Amei? Did she have an affair with Guobin? A fleeting hope crossed my mind—that the woman inside was my wife. I looked around; there was nowhere to peek, so I pressed my ear against the door to listen intently.

"Hmm...ah..."

"Abin, you really want to sleep with her?"

Guobin: "That woman treats me like my enemy all the time, of course I want to play her to death!

" ?: "Who told you to molest her last time? No wonder she hates you. Ah...you feel so good touching me!"

Guobin: "Wife, you're so wet!"

?: "It's all because you touched me. Bin, I need to take off my underwear first, otherwise how am I going to get home?"

Guobin: "Do you think you can even get home tonight?"

?: "I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it today. Haha!"

Guobin: "Little vixen, now I'll make you beg for mercy, stick your ass up!"

? "Ah...ah...don't go so fast...ah...slower...ah...um...um...

um...uh...um..." *Slap...slap...slap slap...*

Guobin, that kid, has a lover at the company. Hearing that voice wasn't Amei's, I felt a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. I wondered who the woman he wanted to play with was? It seemed I could make good use of everything. The remaining sounds were just a woman's moans, and I wasn't interested in listening any further. Passing by the company reception desk, Amei wasn't there, but thinking about it, the company closes at 6:30; it would be strange if she were there.

I took a taxi and returned home. Amei was sitting there watching TV!

Shan: "Wife, I'm home."

Mei: "..."

Shan: "Good wife, why are you angry? You ran off without saying a word at noon, and your phone was off. You have no idea how worried I was about you." I went over and hugged my wife. She tried to pull away but couldn't, so she let me hug her.

Mei: "Don't you even think about how embarrassing you made me at noon? Humph!"

Shan: "What embarrassing? What did you say, wife?" (Usually the same trick)

Mei: "It's... well... it's all your fault..."

Shan: "Huh? Wife, I really don't know what happened. Did someone bully you? I'll go beat them up."

Mei: "It's you, you big bad guy! Why did you turn my chair for no reason? You made me... you made me..."

Hearing Mei talk about what happened at noon, my penis got hard again.

Shan: "So what if I made you? I just wanted to hug you!"

Mei: "I'm ignoring you! Humph! You're punished by not touching me for a week!"

Shan: "My dear wife, I'm so innocent! What happened?"

Mei: "I don't care!" I

won't back down. A week without sex, am I supposed to die of pent-up desire? I hugged Mei and kissed her.

Mei: "Mmm... you bad guy... mmm... let go..."

My tongue passed through Mei's lips and teeth, merging with her fragrant tongue. Slowly, Mei gave up resisting. My left hand touched Amei's soft, elastic breasts. She never wore a bra at home; my fingers teased her pink nipples. My right hand slid down her waist, past her skirt, and through her panties, caressed her vulva, now mine alone, two fingers rubbing her labia.

"Mmm...ah...ah..." Amei was very sensitive to her vulva; just a touch or two would make her wet. I pulled down her panties, my palm covering her entire vulva, my middle finger hovering at the entrance. Amei was already lost in pleasure, her eyes glazed over as she looked at me, her left hand instinctively touching my swollen genitals.

My middle finger slid in without resistance. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." More vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting my hand. Amei's vagina was incredibly tight; even though I did it every day, one finger was completely encased. My right hand moved in and out instinctively, Amei's passionate cries accompanied by the "splashing" sounds of her vagina, creating a perfect symphony.

Shan: "Wife, does it feel good?"

Mei: "Mmm...ah...ah...ah..."

Shan: "Was that guy on the bus doing this to you last time?"

Mei: "Ah...ah...ah...I don't know..."

Shan: "Did your little slut get fucked like this?" I sped up my thrusting.

Mei: "Ah ah...ah...ah...yes...ah...no...ah..."

Shan: "Why didn't you resist then?"

Mei: "He...ah...was so strong! Ah...ah..."

Shan: "Did he fuck you good then?"

Mei: "Ah...ah...mmm...so good...it's killing me..."

Shan: "Wife, do you still want him to fuck you?" I took off my pants, aimed my penis at the entrance, and inserted the glans, but didn't thrust.

Mei: "Mmm...I don't know...husband, come in, I want..."

Shan: "I'm not your husband, I'm that guy, do you want him to fuck you?"

Mei: "I..."

Shan: "Say it now, or I won't fuck your little cunt!"

Mei: "I... I'll... let... him fuck me..."

My cock plunged into Mei's vagina, hitting her G-spot. Hearing my wife say she'd let him fuck her, I was very excited, but I wasn't satisfied with that. While thrusting, I asked my wife.

Shan: "Mei, your cunt is tightly wrapped around that man's cock."

Mei: "Ah... Shan... I love you... I... didn't... ah... ah..."

Shan: "He's fucking my wife's cunt right now!"

Mei: "No... ah... he didn't..."

Shan: "He's thrusting into Mei again and again! Isn't it good?"

Mei: "Mmm... ah... good... husband... he's fucking... me so good..."

Shan: "Uh... wife, he's going to cum inside your cunt..."

Mei: "Mmm, let him cum inside!"

Mei and I reached a great climax.

Mei: "Why do you keep saying those things lately? It's so embarrassing."

Shan: "Doesn't my wife like it too?"

Mei: "You just like teasing me. Humph!"

Shan: "Alright, wife, you know how much I love you!"

Mei: "Stop being so conceited. By the way, honey, can you think of a way? The company needs someone to go to Japan to inspect products, but I don't want to go."

Shan: "Inspect? Who told you to go?"

Mei: "The manager! He said the company is taking Yi and me to learn for three days."

Shan: "Guobin?"

Mei: "Yeah. But I don't want to go."

Shan: "Haven't you always wanted to travel? Just go and have some fun! And with Guobin there, what's there to be afraid of?" I started to have a better idea.

Mei: "But I just don't like Guobin! I only like my husband."

Shan: "Then I'll go to the company and ask tomorrow! If it's the company's decision, there's nothing I can do."

Mei: "Okay, fine! I'm going to take a shower!"

Shan: "Come on, come on!"

Mei: "Ah...no...you big bad guy, don't come in...ah...ah...ah..."

Another round begins...

The next day, I went to the company, of course not to ask Guobin, but to call Mei at noon.

Shan: "Mei, I asked, it's the boss's decision, there's nothing we can do! The time is three days later."

My wife seemed worried: "Oh, never mind then."

Shan: "Okay, wife, I'm busy now."

After hanging up, I immediately went online to order a miniature camera, a phone bugging device, and a plane ticket to Japan. After everything was ready, I lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought... [ Last edited by tim118 on 2011-8-24 03:57 ]

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