[The Ex-Boyfriend at the Wedding] (Complete) Author: eeddwwaarrdd

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"Honey, do you think this wedding dress is beautiful?"

In just over a month, my fiancée Qin Fang and I will be getting married. Right now, my wife and I are at a bridal shop
choosing our wedding dress and gown for the day. When I looked at Qin Fang in her pure white, trailing wedding gown, I was utterly stunned
—elegant and serene, pure and refined. The wide skirt almost filled the entire fitting room floor,
cinching up at her slender waist. The strapless bodice
revealed , her defined collarbones exuding sexiness, while the sheer fabric accentuated her two white breasts, sparking all
sorts of allure. As my wife turned left and right in front of the mirror, the hem of the gown brushed against my trousers, making a "shh-shh"
sound, as if I were in a dream. The thought that this beautiful woman was about to become my bride
filled me with indescribable happiness and joy.

"Tch, look at you, all you do is grin like an idiot..."

My wife scolded me while smiling sweetly. Wearing her gorgeous wedding dress and being admired by her beloved,
she must have been very happy.

After choosing the main wedding dress for the ceremony, my wife picked out a dress for the toasts—a rose-red off-the-shoulder,
form-fitting dress. Thinking about the upcoming wedding, my wife and I were both nervous and excited.

That evening, after dinner, I logged onto QQ to see if anything was up. I accidentally selected my wife
's QQ account. Since the password was the default, I logged in directly. Just as I was about to log off and log back in,
I heard a "beep"—an unread message. This was normal; messages or
advertisements posted in groups when offline would usually trigger a notification when I logged back in. But this message came from an account called "My Beloved,"
which piqued my interest.

My Beloved? That must be my wife's beloved! No one would use that name as a QQ nickname;
my wife must have changed the other person's nickname to this. Curious, I clicked on the chat window to see what was going on.
It "Thank you, I look forward to the memories you give me." I was completely baffled. Looking
out the door, I saw my wife washing dishes; it wouldn't be over for several minutes. Driven by curiosity, I
opened the chat history. The initial conversation was this morning. My wife was probably shopping online and
chatting on QQ: My Beloved: Hi, Fangfang, are you there?

Wife: Mike, what's up?

My Beloved: I heard you're getting married on the 20th of next month?

Wife: Yes, how did you know?

My Beloved: Hehe, that's not important. You're getting married so soon? Have you completely forgotten me?

Wife: Yes, even if I haven't completely forgotten you, I hope to forget you soon, and I hope you
forget me soon too.

My beloved: My God, how could I forget you, forget the wonderful times we spent together?
After learning you were getting married, I was so desperate to see you again. I happen to have vacation time next month; I can come
to your wedding.

Wife: Don't do that. We're over. I have my own life now, and you have yours.
Bringing up the past will only cause more trouble.

My beloved: No, you misunderstand. I don't want to continue our relationship; I want to give
our five-year relationship a proper ending, a final resting place. And I want to officially
end this relationship face-to-face with you.

Wife: And then?

My beloved: After that, I will completely disappear from your life. Although I will still think about you every day,
it will mean nothing to you anymore. Just give me a memory, a memory I can cherish for a lifetime, okay?

The wife was silent for a long time.

Wife: Okay, Mike, I understand. I will give you an unforgettable memory.

After saying this, the wife went offline. Not seeing the other person's reply became my login
notification.

When I first met my wife, she mentioned her ex-boyfriend, Mike.
They met in their student days, and after graduation, their relationship blossomed, eventually leading to
marriage. However, Mike's father, the president of a multinational corporation, wanted his only son
to inherit the company in country A. After much deliberation, Mike obeyed his father's wishes,
leaving his girlfriend behind to go abroad alone.

Qin Fang was devastated, feeling her life had lost its meaning, until she met me six months ago.
After my persistent pursuit, she became my girlfriend and eventually my wife. Whenever she
mentions her ex-boyfriend, she speaks highly of him, saying I was incredibly
lucky to have won her over. While I felt a pang of jealousy, I understood that my wife actually wanted me to
cherish her more. I even wondered at one point if Mike was just a
fictional , someone who didn't actually exist.

But today, through our QQ chat history, I learned that Mike really exists. All those unsubstantiated
rumors suddenly became concrete: a five-year relationship, the son of a multinational company president, the wonderful times we spent together…
Although I didn't know my wife, Qin Fang, at the time, knowing that she had indeed spent so much time with another man
, and that he had completely possessed her both physically and emotionally, filled me with jealousy. Especially since this
man was about to reappear in our lives, and on our wedding day, it made me even more uneasy.
Was he really coming to say goodbye to my wife, as he claimed in the QQ messages? What unforgettable memories had my wife promised him
?

Finally, the day of our wedding arrived. My wedding with Qin Fang was held in a grand manner at a luxurious hotel by the sea.
The hotel was packed with guests, the men dressed in suits and ties, and the women adorned with jewels, all trying their best
to show off their style and charm. But when Qin Fang, wearing a pure white wedding dress
and holding a bouquet of flowers, gracefully descended the stairs, the surrounding scenery seemed to darken immediately. Everyone's eyes were drawn to this fairy-
like bride. Qin Fang's already stunning face was made even more breathtaking by her exquisite makeup
. Her hair was styled in a high bun, her beautiful eyes sparkled, her face was rosy, and her lips were slightly upturned. Her skin from her neck to her chest was as white as snow,
and her arms, like lotus roots, were covered with long, bright silver silk gloves that reached her elbows, making her look even more noble.

As Qin Fang slowly walked through the crowd to my side, I could clearly feel the admiration and
praise of the men around me, and the envy and jealousy of the women. As the groom, I felt only pride and satisfaction.

Amidst everyone's sincere blessings, Qin Fang and I successfully completed our wedding ceremony. Afterwards, my wife changed into her
rose-red dress and came out to toast with me. The dress was made of soft, flowing fabric that clung to her body, perfectly showcasing
her curvaceous figure. Beneath the hem, her shapely legs, encased in shimmering silver crystal stockings, were revealed,
and her slender feet wore a pair of gold-pink high heels. If the wedding dress had showcased my wife's
elegance and , this new dress fully revealed her charm and sexiness.

While toasting the bride's guests, I followed Qin Fang to a stranger. He was introduced as Mike, who
had traveled all the way from country A to attend Qin Fang's wedding. I must admit, Mike was indeed a very
charming man—tall and handsome, yet possessing a maturity and competence rare for his age. His eyes sparkled,
and his demeanor was poised and confident; he was clearly a worldly and experienced individual. Even I, who considered
myself with him.
His hand was large and strong, firmly gripping mine, indicating he was a very authoritative person. Coupled with
his illustrious family background, Mike embodied many of a man's best qualities. No wonder Qin Fang was so infatuated with him;
once a man like that makes his move, almost no woman can resist.

After introducing Mike, we turned to the other guests. It seemed Mike was no
different from anyone else to my wife, but I had a feeling things weren't over yet. The "unforgettable memories" in the QQ chat must have been more
than just an introduction in front of her husband.

Sure enough, after the toasts, my wife excused herself to the restroom. Passing Mike's table, she
quickly exchanged a glance with him when no one was looking. I pretended not to see it and continued
chatting and laughing , but my eyes never left my wife's direction until her figure quietly disappeared at the top of the stairs.
A while later, Mike also got up and left his seat, taking the same route as my wife. Clearly, at my wife's earlier signal
, Mike followed her. I then feigned being too drunk and walked in the direction they had disappeared.

The stairs led to the dressing room on the second floor, where the bride touched up her makeup and changed clothes. Next door was a large
restaurant, which was not open at the time. With all the boisterous guests downstairs, this place felt unusually quiet. I reached
for the locker door, but hesitated. I didn't know what was going on inside, and barging in rashly could lead to an
unexpected of so many friends and family. I decided to be cautious, but I also needed
to find out what was happening inside.

Suddenly, I noticed the restaurant door next door was unlocked, so I slipped inside. The unused chairs were piled
up to one side, and the swivel table was covered with a thick canvas. Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the closed curtains,
making the room quite dim. This restaurant had a balcony that jutted out from the building, with windows on three sides, allowing
a view into the locker room next door.

I walked to the window, slightly pulled back the curtains, and looked out. What I saw was a scene that made my blood boil and that I would never forget:
my beautiful new wife, Qin Fang, was standing with her back to the window. On the hanger to her right was
the white trailing wedding dress she wore during the wedding ceremony, and on the chair to her left lay
the . At this moment, the owner of these dresses, my wife, was completely naked from the waist up. Her round and pert buttocks were covered by
a small, light pink lace pantyhose, and each of her shapely and slender legs was clad in a pair of bright silver single-tube crystal stockings,
with beautiful white lace decorations at the ends. Her beautiful legs, covered in stockings, shone brightly in the sunlight.
On her feet were still those gold and pink high heels, which made her waist and hips appear even more shapely.

Seeing my wife's nearly naked and incredibly sexy body, I should have felt excited. However,
on that beautiful, exquisitely sculpted back of her body, a pair of large, rough hands were caressing her. Undoubtedly
, those hands belonged to Mike. He was standing opposite her, enjoying
the wonderful feel of her back while passionately kissing her. My wife's lotus-root-like arms were wrapped around Mike's neck.

Good heavens, this was the unforgettable memory my wife had promised Mike—
a passionate embrace with her husband on her wedding day! This memory was truly unforgettable! A surge of anger welled up inside me. I
desperately over and expose their outrageous behavior, but I'm a very proud person.
All our family and friends were present. If this were revealed, what would our parents think? How would I face my wife afterward?
Would I announce a divorce on our wedding day?

Even worse, if this got out, the gossip from acquaintances would drown me. I
didn't want to become a laughingstock. Moreover, recalling our previous conversation on QQ, I hoped my wife would, as she said,
give Mike an unforgettable memory before ending things completely, even if that memory was a bit too much and outrageous.
But if it was the last time, then let it go. Afterwards, let it all be like a gentle breeze blowing away the dust, and my wife and I
would start our new life.

Having figured this out, the anger and pressure in my heart lessened considerably, while curiosity took over.
I wanted to know just how far my wife and Mike could go, and I had to admit that seeing my beloved
woman naked in another man's arms actually stirred an uncontrollable excitement within me—a
thrill and excitement of privacy being exposed and taboos being broken.

While I was struggling with this internal conflict, there was a new development: Mike's large hands left my wife's beautiful
back and began to grasp and squeeze her round, high breasts. His wife's breasts were arguably the most beautiful part of her alluring body
—full, firm, and incredibly elastic. Under Mike's large hands, the snow-white flesh constantly changed
shape, occasionally peeking out from between his fingers. But as soon as his hands left, their excellent elasticity immediately restored the breasts
to their natural semi-circular shape, perky and appropriately spread outwards to the sides of the body. Even from behind,
the arched breast contours extending beyond the sides of the torso were visible.

Then, Mike's hand moved down, reaching directly between his wife's legs. The front of her panties slid down,
and Mike's hand was inside, claiming that alluring patch of grass between her legs.
From where I was, I could see the crotch of my wife's underwear, covered by Mike's fingers, rising and falling rhythmically.
Mike's fingers were relentlessly attacking the most intimate part of my wife
's body, and judging from the movement, he had already inserted one or even two fingers into her vagina! My wife was completely exhausted, her upper body pressed against Mike's
chest , her white breasts squeezed under her armpits.

When Mike withdrew his hands from my wife's crotch, I could clearly see a sticky liquid on his fingers. He brought them
to his nose and smelled them, then smeared them all over my wife's cheeks and neck. My wife protested coquettishly
while her neck and ears blushed. I knew that my wife had been aroused to this extent; the floodgates of desire were
completely open, and she was now completely at Mike's mercy.

Sure enough, Mike knew my wife well. Knowing her desire had been aroused, he immediately got to the point. He quickly
unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and as his trousers fell down, a thick, long, and stiff penis sprang
out , standing erect at an angle of over 90 degrees, glaring at my wife. The shaft was dark black with bulging veins,
and the dark red glans resembled a large mushroom covering the tip, surrounded by distinct ridges
that Once inserted into a woman, the intense friction of the raised ridges around the glans would surely drive her
to ecstasy.

This was the same penis that had entered my wife's vagina when she was still in college, and had been diligently working inside her for the past five years, bringing her to the peak of desire
countless times under its vigorous thrusts … Seeing Mike's exposed penis, my wife showed no shame or hesitation. On the contrary, she naturally grasped the shaft with her delicate hands and gently rubbed it. Clearly, this penis, like Mike himself, was an old acquaintance of my wife's. At this moment, my beloved wife was lovingly stroking this very organ that had brought her endless pleasure. Mike pressed his hand on my wife's shoulder, and she immediately understood, bending down, kneeling on the ground, her full, round buttocks resting on the heels of her high heels. She brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, then grasped the magnificent penis before her with both hands, opening her fiery red lips to begin giving Mike oral sex. These were the same sexy red lips that, just half an hour ago, had sworn eternal love to me at our wedding ceremony, pouring out their hearts; and now, they were sucking on another man's thick cock! The wife extended her delicate tongue, first circling the tip of the glans with the tip, then making the circles larger and larger until almost the entire tongue was touching the glans. At this point, most of Mike's glans was in his mouth, and the wife's tongue tip also licked the fleshy ridges around the glans. The entire glans was glistening with the wife's saliva, and after being stained with lipstick, it turned bright red, extremely lewd. As his wife's tongue circled the glans, she would occasionally lick the deep urethral opening at the tip. Each lick sent a shiver of pleasure through Mike, who desperately thrust his hips forward, trying to get more of his penis into her mouth. But his wife held the base of his penis firmly, leaning back with each thrust, keeping most of the glans in her mouth. She looked up at Mike with a sly smile, and seeing his frustrated yet pleading eyes, she loosened her grip slightly. The oval glans, like an egg, along with a short section of the shaft, instantly filled her mouth. The fleshy ridge of the glans left a raised mark on her cheek, moving back and forth with each thrust. Mike possessed a unusually long and thick penis for an Asian man. Even though his wife held his penis with both hands side by side from the base, nearly a third of it was still exposed, being thoroughly serviced by her lips. Although she only needed to swallow about a third of the length, her wide-open mouth and sunken cheeks showed how much effort she was putting in. But Mike was clearly not satisfied with that. He thrust his hips forward even more forcefully, while simultaneously pressing down on the back of his wife's head with both hands, preventing her from escaping. His wife reluctantly complied, removing the hand that had been holding his penis from above. Another section of the shaft was freed and mercilessly inserted into his wife's mouth. The protrusion on his wife's cheek where the glans had been was now gone. Clearly, Mike's enormous glans had entered his wife's throat! I couldn't help but worry deeply for his wife. Could her cherry-like mouth and narrow throat accommodate Mike's enormous member? However, since this penis had possessed his wife for several years, she should surely know its size. Sure enough, after swallowing two-thirds of Mike's penis, the wife desperately suppressed the nausea and vomiting caused by the foreign object in her throat. She opened her mouth wide and breathed deeply through her nose, gradually adjusting to the deep insertion of the penis into her throat. She began moving her head back and forth, allowing the penis to move in and out of her mouth. Initially slow, the movement gradually increased, and the range of motion widened until the penis could completely exit her mouth and penetrate deeply into her throat. Saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, down her neck, and onto her full breasts. However, throughout, the wife held the base of the penis with one hand, preventing Mike's large penis from being fully inserted , indicating that she knew her mouth could not accommodate the entire length of his penis. And so, Mike's penis continued to thrust deeply into his wife's mouth. After dozens of thrusts, his wife could no longer bear it and began to cough incessantly. Seeing this, Mike stopped thrusting and pulled his penis out of his wife's mouth. The entire shaft was covered in saliva, glistening with oil. A trace of saliva remained between the tip of his penis and his wife's square lips, tracing an arc before finally dripping down under the force of gravity—truly an endless display of lewdness! His wife seemed to have just been relieved of suffocation, coughing lightly while panting heavily, her delicate body trembling slightly, her face flushed. It was a sight that broke my heart. But the thought that his wife had offered herself willingly, and that it was at our wedding, filled me with both pity and resentment. However, Mike still had a conscience. Seeing this, he helped his wife up, stroking her soft waist and gently kissing her face. His wife, with her eyes half-closed, had an expression of great pleasure. Just as I thought the affair was over, Mike turned his wife around so she faced away from him, directing the intense sunlight onto her voluptuous and sensual body through the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire sea view. I immediately ducked behind the curtains, afraid of being seen by my wife or Mike, but the two were lost in the throes of passion, completely oblivious to the voyeur peeping through the curtain gap. I looked through the gap again and saw my wife facing me; her beautifully curved body seemed sculpted from a flawless piece of white jade, but besides the dazzling whiteness, there was another color—her high, firm breasts.

Her nipples, originally pale pink, were now engorged with blood and turned crimson due to excitement. Her areolas were also larger
than usual , trembling slightly with the gentle sway of her breasts. The pink panties covering her full buttocks
were soaked with her love juices at the crotch, becoming slightly transparent, through which one could vaguely see the faint dark hue of her pubic hair, sparking
endless fantasies.

Previously, my wife and I had only met "naked" a few times in the dim light of our bedroom,
covered by a blanket. This time, however, the first time I saw my nearly naked wife in broad daylight was at
our having an affair with her old flame, Mike! It was truly lamentable and pitiful... Mike, clearly already familiar with the naked beauty before
him , had no time to appreciate it. Instead, as soon as his wife regained
her footing, he impatiently leaned down from behind, pulling her panties down to her ankles. He grabbed her slender left foot, clad in stockings,
and pulled it, along with her high heel, out of her panties, leaving them hanging on her right ankle. Then, he stood up and inserted one leg, still
partially clad in black trousers, between his wife's stocking-clad, white legs
, spreading them apart into a V-shape. He then cupped her waist with one hand and pressed her torso forward with the other, causing her to lean forward and
place her hands on the windowpane in front of her.

At this moment, his wife, with her slender waist bent, her shapely legs spread wide, and her round, full buttocks raised,
resembled a docile mare, just waiting for Mike to "whip" her. Throughout the entire process, the wife offered no
resistance , allowing Mike to manipulate her. It was clear she had completely submitted and was prepared for what was to come—
having sex with her ex-boyfriend behind her husband's back at her own wedding!

As Qin Fang's husband, I would have to wait until evening, after my wife removed her makeup and changed clothes, to enter the dimly lit bridal chamber
before I could finally enjoy my marital bliss with my beautiful bride. Meanwhile, Mike would be at our wedding, while my wife, dressed to the nines ,
admired the beautiful seascape under the bright sunshine while having sex with his newlywed bride. What a great enjoyment and pleasure that would be for a man! At that moment, Mike must have been filled with immense excitement and satisfaction. Faced with such a sexy and alluring naked beauty, any man would immediately insert his penis into her vagina and vent his desires. But at this moment, Mike seemed to have changed his temperament. He was no longer impatient; instead, he became lukewarm, holding his penis, still covered in his wife's saliva, without rushing to insert it. Instead, he wiggled his wrist, making his penis swing up and down between his wife's thighs. Although I couldn't see my wife's genitals from my position, I could tell that Mike was using his large glans to sweep back and forth at the opening of her vagina, massaging her already engorged and swollen clitoris. The tip of his glans was probably already covered in the nectar seeping from her vagina. My wife had been standing there, bent over, legs spread, and buttocks sticking out, for a long time, only to be teased by Mike's glans at the very edge of The long-awaited penetration was still nowhere to be seen, and the emptiness in her lower body finally made her unable to bear it any longer. She twisted her round, upturned buttocks and thrust her beautiful waist backward, chasing after that hot and hard mass between her thighs. Mike held my wife's slender waist tightly with both hands, restraining her swaying buttocks. His lower body also retreated appropriately with the thrusting of my wife's waist and hips, always keeping the glans just touching the entrance of her vagina. Then it was my wife's turn to turn and give Mike a pleading look, while he wore a smug smile. It turned out Mike wanted revenge for being teased by my wife during oral sex earlier. Having finished teasing my wife's genitals, Mike finally thrust his hips forward, his buttocks sinking in. With ample lubrication from the saliva on his penis and the vaginal fluids, his entire magnificent, thick penis plunged to the hilt into my wife's vagina. My wife's beautiful eyes were glazed, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her lips parted slightly, enjoying the fullness of her genitals being completely . Mike, too, was filled with ecstasy, savoring the unparalleled pleasure of his penis being tightly enveloped by my wife's warm, tight vagina. Finally, after more than half a year apart, this couple, whose bodies were already intimately familiar with each other , reunited their genitals , each savoring familiar sensations. Mike's penis returned to familiar territory, feeling the familiar width and depth; his wife's vagina welcomed its old guest again, feeling the long-lost thickness and length. They must have missed each other terribly since their last separation. At this moment, I felt strongly like an outsider, while Mike and his wife were a perfect couple . Mike was tall, handsome, mature, and stable; his wife was gentle, passionate, and stunningly beautiful. More importantly, they were remarkably in sync sexually. From the initial caresses to oral sex, and now to intercourse, it flowed smoothly and effortlessly, even giving a sense of beauty. After experiencing the initial thrill of their close union, Mike thrust his hips, beginning the thrusting motion that every man dreams of on a woman's body. Mike's thick penis began to slide in and out of his wife's honey pot. His brow furrowed, his breathing heavy, he savored the exquisite sensation of his shaft entering and exiting her vagina—the pleasurable feeling of the dense folds of her vaginal walls scraping against his glans. His wife's vagina was truly exquisite, tender, tight, and with multiple layers of openings. The first time he had unknowingly inserted his penis, he had immediately ejaculated under the tight grip and intense friction, a fact his wife still laughs about. Mike, however, clearly had a better grasp of how to "play with his weapon" inside his wife. After several full insertions, he would almost completely withdraw his penis, leaving only the glans at the vaginal opening for repeated thrusting the pleasure subsided and the temperature dropped, he would plunge his penis back in, pumping continuously. This cycle prevented premature ejaculation and kept his wife on the edge of her seat—a win-win situation. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and it seemed this skillful method of penetration was a valuable experience Mike had gained through constant "practice" on his wife! His wife's beautiful face was like a barometer; when Mike was deeply penetrating her, her beautiful eyes shimmered, her lips slightly parted , a look of satisfied bliss on her face; but when Mike only took a few moments, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth gently biting, her eyes filled with unfulfilled emptiness. Regardless of the expression, it was enough to make one's heart itch with desire, one's fingers twitching with anticipation. While diligently working on his wife's honey pot, Mike's hands were not idle either, exploring his wife's graceful and slender body . First, they slid up her full thighs, which were covered in stockings, past the lace trim at the end of the stockings , and gently patted her firm, beautiful buttocks, admiring the bouncy bounce of her flesh. Then they moved to the front...

He stroked her soft, flat belly and slender waist, gently massaging her delicate navel, making his wife
giggle His hands then swept upwards across her beautiful torso, finally resting
on her full, firm breasts.

His wife possessed a pair of near-perfect, proud breasts, high and firm without any sagging. Her two
adorable nipples stood proudly upright, the white flesh full and plump, possessing a beautiful, rounded
contour from every angle, like two large peaches hanging on her chest. At this moment, Mike gently cupped the lower part of his wife's breasts, letting them
bounce up and down in his palms with each thrust, feeling the wonderful sensation of soft, smooth, and elastic flesh in his hands
. Meanwhile, Mike's mouth was not idle, kissing his wife's neck and cheeks from behind,
occasionally licking her delicate skin with his tongue.

I have to admit, Mike is a master at seducing women. His wife, simultaneously experiencing
the triple stimulation of his mouth, hands, and penis, trembled as if electrocuted,
waves .

Completely aroused, she no longer cared about restraint, thrusting her round, full buttocks rapidly with Mike's thrusts,
hoping for more stimulation from his penis. She grabbed Mike's hands and pressed them hard against her firm
breasts , while turning her head to passionately kiss his lips. With his wife's full cooperation, Mike's thrusts
reached their final stage. He lifted her right leg, still clad in underwear, and placed her beautiful, stockinged foot
on the bottom edge of the French windows in front of her, stretching her right leg out to the right like a hurdle. This
position opened her lower body wide, allowing their genitals to be joined even more tightly.

And from my position, I could see the entire scene of their intercourse. At this moment, Mike abandoned his previous
pace and began thrusting into his wife with all his might. His thick, long penis, coated in white semen, raced back and forth inside her beautiful
vagina . With each insertion, her delicate, petal-like labia were drawn in, and with each withdrawal
, the large glans scraped against them, causing parts of the bright red vaginal walls to fold back.

As Mike thrust, the thick, messy pubic hair above the base of his penis constantly scratched his wife's smooth, rounded
buttocks, while his large scrotum below the base bounced up and down, repeatedly slapping against her pubic mound, which was covered in thick
pubic hair and resembled a small steamed bun.

His wife usually took great care in grooming her pubic hair, keeping it neatly arranged and close to her vulva in a
cute triangular shape. But now, due to the lubrication of her vaginal fluid and the slapping of Mike's scrotum, her lower body was a
mess, her pubic hair twisted and scattered, covered in a foamy, whitish vaginal fluid that had turned foamy from prolonged penetration. Unable
to retain the love fluid stored in their pubic hair any longer, the intense thrusting and slapping of their bodies scattered and dripped onto the carpet and
the windowpane in front of his wife, leaving a mottled, scattered pattern.

His well-developed penis was almost a full glans longer than mine .
In our few previous sexual encounters, my penis had merely struggled to reach her narrow passage, never allowing her to feel the sensation of her clitoris being penetrated.
Even though she opened her legs wide and thrust her hips forward, I was simply too far away. Though I could feel the heat at the end
so close, my penis was always just a hair's breadth away, leaving me only to sigh in vain. But now, Mike's
thrusts precise, each stroke hitting the mark. His enormous glans must have been raining down on his wife's clitoris
. They were not only a perfect match in appearance, but even their genitals were so perfectly matched!

At this moment, my wife was experiencing a pleasure she could never achieve during our lovemaking. She tightly covered
her mouth with her hand, struggling to suppress the urge to shout out her overwhelming ecstasy.
The pink panties hanging on her right leg, clad in stockings, swayed back and forth with Mike's thrusts, like a flag proclaiming the exquisite climax they were experiencing
. Mike couldn't let such a sight pass by. Amidst his busy thrusting, he moved his right hand to my wife's beautiful, stockinged leg
, caressing it and feeling its wonderful smoothness.

These sexy, alluring silver-white pearlescent stockings were carefully chosen by my wife, specially reserved for their wedding. Unexpectedly,
their debut was enjoyed by Mike, becoming an aphrodisiac for their lovemaking. The shimmering
white clung tightly to my wife's shapely, slender legs, making her already flawless legs even more
radiant and three-dimensional. Combined with the pink silk panties hanging at her ankles, my wife was many times
more sexy .

As his wife continued to climax, Mike, his penis deeply inserted, felt the contractions of her vaginal canal and
the scalding heat of her vaginal fluids. He was on the verge of ejaculation. He arched his back, half-squatting, his hips and waist
like a pile driver at full power, thrusting rapidly and forcefully into his wife's body in the final sprint before ejaculation. Each
impact of his lower abdomen against his wife's beautiful buttocks caused her round, white flesh to tremble violently. At this moment, the room must have been filled with loud
"slap, slap" sounds and the lewd "squelch, squelch"
sounds of their genitals, coated in sticky vaginal fluid, rubbing together intensely.

With Mike's vigorous thrusting, his wife's left foot, clad in high heels and standing alone on the ground, became
a toe-tread , her stockinged foot completely lifted off the shoe, her entire body almost suspended in mid-air. Her right foot remained
on the window frame, her toes inside the stockings curling tightly towards the sole with each thrust from behind, incredibly sexy
and alluring . Her ample breasts swayed dramatically up and down, almost touching her chin, making one worry that those plump ,
swollen orbs might fly off her body.

Her trembling, pert buttocks and bouncing breasts, under Mike's vigorous thrusting, showed me what
true . It made me realize that my previous supposedly effective sex with her
was nothing compared to this; it wasn't even foreplay. Seeing the unprecedentedly blissful expression on my wife's face, I felt a mix of emotions
. It seemed only intense intercourse like today's with Mike could truly bring her to orgasm.
But in terms of strength, stamina, skill, endurance, and even penis size, I couldn't compare to Mike.
This guy was practically a sex machine! Had I become so pathetic that my beloved wife could only experience the pleasures of sex with other,
more men?

Just as I was lost in thought, Mike finally reached the final moment. He thrust his penis fully into
his wife's vagina and didn't pull it out. His swollen scrotum, hanging at the base of his penis, began to contract violently. I
knew with each contraction, the tip of his penis would open wide, and streams of hot, thick semen would gush out.
Inside his wife's body, she was stimulated by this final, powerful ejaculation,
reaching .

Thus, on our sacred wedding day, my beautiful wife was wildly penetrated by another man
, her vagina and uterus filled with semen! The powerful and prolonged ejaculation lasted for nearly a minute before ending.
Mike wanted his softened penis to remain inside his wife a little longer, but her vaginal walls were tight and slippery, only the
hardest object could fit. His limp penis, like a dead snake or rotten eel, meandered out of her vagina,
followed a large gush of milky white, viscous mixture of semen and vaginal fluid. In a panic, his wife quickly lowered her right leg,
simultaneously pulling down her underwear from her ankle and crumpling it into a ball, using it to cover her groin as the semen left her body, barely
catching it.

He then squatted down, legs spread, using his underwear to catch and wipe away the semen that had drained from his genitals. With his other hand,
he grasped his limp penis and cleaned the thick, white fluid from its surface with his mouth. Once Mike's
penis was fully erect again, and his wife had finished draining the semen, she stood up, put on her dress, and tidied her slightly disheveled
hair and misaligned headdress. Mike, on the other hand, was simple: he pulled up his pants and retracted his penis, looking every bit the
elegant gentleman.

His wife's underwear, soaked with semen, was unwearable, and she was wondering what to do with it when Mike took it, wrapped it in his
handkerchief, and stuffed it into his pocket, clearly intending to keep it as a souvenir. His wife, seeing this, could only helplessly let him be.

Afterwards, the two embraced tenderly for a while. I took the opportunity to quietly and quickly leave the restaurant,
heading straight to the restroom downstairs, so that when I came out, people, especially my wife, would think I had been
sobering up . I figured the two of them had already returned to the banquet hall, so I pretended to be drunk and
came out of the restroom. Unexpectedly, I ran into Mike, who was walking straight towards the restroom. He showed no panic or guilt upon seeing me, but instead, he
casually patted my shoulder while praising Qin Fang's beauty and charm, while also naturally
expressing a hint of jealousy that Qin Fang had married me.

But having witnessed what happened earlier, I knew his words weren't just simple flattery; he had just "
personally " it. He probably still had his wife's semen-stained underwear in his trouser pocket!
After exchanging a few forced pleasantries with him, I returned to the banquet hall and immediately saw my beautiful,
tall . She saw me almost simultaneously, gave me a gentle smile, and blew me a kiss, causing
a stir among my girlfriends.

In the days that followed, my wife remained the same gentle, elegant, and beautiful woman. However,
that moment of passion with Mike at the wedding revealed a hidden, untamed side to her.
To my relief, since Mike returned to country A, my wife, as she had previously stated on QQ, completely severed
all contact with him, and Mike never appeared in our lives again.

Whenever I see her bright eyes, I feel her heartfelt admiration and affection.
The shadows in my heart have vanished. I am certain that my wife has always loved me, regardless of
who she has given her body to before; ultimately, I am the one who won her heart. Let everything that happened before remain
a secret forever buried in our hearts.

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