[My Beloved Wife's Ordinary Daily Life Notes] (6-7) Author: nayuki

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(6)

As my wife was "developed" more and more by Zhe Ge and Xiao Wei, Zhe Ge gradually stopped
asking my wife to carry out "training" in detail. Instead, he would naturally do it according to the situation when receiving customers. Surprisingly,
there were quite a few customers who preferred anal sex.

For my wife, who is a woman, anal sex is of course less physiological pleasure. However, my wife is
fascinated by the feeling of fullness when a penis is inserted into her anus and the heretical and perverted atmosphere of anal sex. Her vagina is also
full of lustful fluids. Customers often get a great sense of accomplishment from this.

Sometimes my wife would come up with some exciting and bold ideas herself, and then Zhe Ge would decide whether to carry them out.
My wife does not usually dress in a particularly bold and revealing way. Given her temperament and age,
fashionable clothes that balance sexiness and temperament can better highlight her elegant temperament.
Beneath that dignified and sweet exterior often lies a revealing and sexy inner world, sometimes even going commando, leaving her moist vulva exposed
to the air beneath her skirt.

Today, my wife is going to New Taipei City to meet a client, Mr. Huang, who happens to be my client.
Because of this connection, I'm driving her there so we can discuss business on the way. In the morning,
as usual, my wife chatted with me about her schedule while changing and putting on makeup. Lately, she's been doing this almost every time I'm
home .

Initially, this was a task assigned by my husband, Zhe Ge, to encourage Jia Yi to discuss client-related matters with me in
a more , gradually getting her used to these things that are considered scandalous in society.
On the other hand, it also allows me to understand my wife's schedule, giving me a sense of anticipation and a degree of
reassurance .

Usually, these discussions make my penis incredibly hard, and my wife is always very dedicated,
starting her pre-wedding pampering the night before, while also demanding that I not touch her. Usually at times like this, I
can only grab my wife's worn underwear from the laundry basket and masturbate.

I feel like a shameless underwear thief, my penis covered by my wife's worn underwear,
secretly masturbating on the toilet in the bathroom, while my wife is diligently taking care of
herself . If it happens that Zhe Ge or one of my wife's clients ejaculated inside me that day, the smell of her vaginal fluid mixed
with the man's semen on the underwear would make me ejaculate quickly amidst intense excitement and humiliation.

"Honey, Boss Huang went straight home after our meeting today. He booked a hot spring resort in Jiaoxi
, and we'll be staying there tonight."

Today, my wife chose a black lace transparent bra and a matching thong.
The bra was a wire-free Western style, and the semi-transparent lace material created a
sexy and wild look for my wife's large breasts. My wife then put on stockings, securing the lace at the toe to the garter belt at her waist
.

"Honey, do you think I should wear a remote-controlled vibrator today? It's a little gift from Xiao Wei!"
Jia Yi asked, shaking the wearable vibrator in her hand. It was a special
black latex panty designed specifically for women's discreet wearing. There were two black grooves in the lower part of the panty so that
the vibrator . This way, even if the lower part of the body was soaked with bodily fluids, the vibrator would not easily slip out of the opening and cause
an embarrassing and disappointing situation.

"Hmm... sure! By the way, do you want to wear a collar to play? I saw
that it's really pretty! If you two play master-slave games tonight, it will definitely make Mr. Huang so excited that
his brain gets congested." I looked at Jia Yi's alluring half-naked body, and my penis immediately reacted. Because I had to go out
for a date later , I had to suppress my desire to release it while giving my wife my opinions on today's itinerary.

"Hey! My only master is Brother Zhe! And that collar was a gift from Brother Zhe! It's
genuine leather, so it's very comfortable to wear, and my neck won't get red from the stitching! Maybe I should ask
Brother Zhe on the line to see if he'll let me wear it out."

I took the sexy panties from Jia Yi's hand and squatted down. Jia Yi naturally raised her long, beautiful legs and gently placed them on
my thighs, letting me help her put the panties on along her ankles and thighs, while she was busy typing on her phone
to ask Brother Zhe. I first inserted the two vibrators into the grooves of the panties,
and after applying a little water-based lubricant to the inside, I slowly inserted the panties, covering the protruding parts of the vibrators, into Jia Yi's body.

Jia Yi's vagina was very wet. Since being trained by Brother Zhe, Jia Yi's body had become very
sensitive . We had just been chatting when her lower body became completely flooded. There was a little resistance in her anus, but I
felt Jia Yi relax her anus slightly so that I could squeeze the protrusion at the back of the panties in.

After some effort, the vibrator finally slid obediently into my wife's anus.
After putting on special sexy lingerie, my wife continued to sit on the vanity chair, texting Zhe Ge. Her beautiful feet, encased in black stockings,
gently rubbed against my thighs, occasionally deliberately tapping my bulging crotch with her toes.

"Mmm...it feels so good to have my butt so full...Honey, Zhe Ge said it's okay...Oh, so horny...
He wants me to wear it at home, and turn the vibrator on...that'll make it hard to walk...He said he wants you to act as my agent and introduce me
to , and he'll send me the general details
later..."

Zhe Ge's idea of having me recommend my wife to clients immediately made me both excited and nervous, and
under my wife's gentle guidance, I seemed to have no room to refuse. Actually,
I realized at some point that it wasn't just Jia Yi who was being trained. Strangely, in this
time that wasn't long or short, I also slowly became deeply involved. It seems that Jiayi, or perhaps I, was deliberately lured into this mysterious circle

before I even fully understood the meaning of BDSM . Just like how my wife called Zhe Ge "master," Jiayi was indeed Zhe Ge's "slave." And me, had I indirectly become my wife's "slave" as well? I picked up the red collar and placed it around my wife's flawless white neck from behind. The red leather was sewn with many bronze metal buckles, which looked very beautiful against Jiayi's fair skin. My wife put on a modified OL suit and skin-colored stockings, her full breasts supporting the seams of her bra and pushing up the buttons of her white shirt.

She was taut and strained. The semi-transparent fabric of her shirt made the outline of her nipples faintly visible under the light, while her black
Lycra pencil skirt was deliberately shortened, barely covering her buttocks, yet still so taut that her beautiful buttocks seemed about to burst out.

My wife picked up her Birkin bag, which contained her work essentials, including a change of clothes,
cosmetics, panty liners, condoms, and wet wipes. Her elegant clutch held
small toys such as anal plugs and vibrators for customers to use when they were in the mood, making her look every bit the professional hostess.

After changing into sexy stilettos in the entryway, my wife affectionately took my hand. I guided her
fingers into my pocket and turned on the vibrator remote. "Mmm..." My wife suppressed
a seductive sigh from her bright red lips, tightening her grip on my arm, and I felt her hand tremble slightly.
An almost inaudible motor vibration came from my wife's lower body, and the vibrators in both holes
began to work diligently at the lowest frequency.

I helped my wife, who was walking unsteadily, to the passenger seat. I saw Jiayi struggling to suppress
the pleasure from the vibrations; her legs, encased in stockings, were slightly arched, and her thighs were unconsciously clenching together. I
started the car and drove towards Mr. Huang's company, all the while trying to memorize
the introduction outline Zhe Ge had just given me about my wife.

Upon entering Mr. Huang's company, the receptionist led us directly to his private office.
The red choker around my wife's neck was quite eye-catching, but since we were the boss's guests,
the despite her surprised look, calmly guided us inside.

Mr. Huang, upon seeing us, casually instructed the receptionist to close the door behind her and told us not to enter the office without
permission .

"Hello Mr. Huang, this is my wife, Ivy. I hope you have a pleasant day."

"Yes, yes... please have a seat." Mr. Huang, who was around fifty years old, had a ruddy complexion and seemed quite
cheerful . He first invited us to sit on the sofa, then got up and went to the next room to fetch a bottle of red wine and wine glasses.
He sat down opposite us and poured half a glass for each of us.

After Mr. Huang was seated, his wife deftly picked up her wine glass, got up, and sat down
next to . Following the outline Zhe-ge had given me, I introduced Jia-yi to Mr. Huang: "Mr. Huang, since
this is your first time with Ivy, let me briefly explain. You should know the company rules: no
violence , no threats to the girls, and anything that causes bleeding or scarring is unacceptable. Your health check report has been verified by the company
and is fine. There's no strict time limit for your date with her; as long as you're back in Taipei by tomorrow night, it
's ."

When I turned to introducing my wife, I involuntarily started to stutter, feeling my face flush
red : "Uh... well, Ivy's buttocks and anus are very sensitive; you're welcome to try them out if you're interested...
she prefers a slow in-and-out approach..." I remembered the letter my wife had written to me in Bali and added a
special note.

"This is the remote control for the vibrators in her two holes; it's a little gift for you." I took
the remote control out of my pocket and handed it to Mr. Huang across the table, signifying that I was handing over the right to use my wife to him.

"Thank you." Mr. Huang seemed to be a seasoned player; he casually took the remote control and put it in
his pocket . Then I began discussing business details with Mr. Huang. He sat relaxed
on the sofa, a wine glass in hand, listening intently. One large hand rested naturally on his wife's buttocks, occasionally moving upwards to gently
caress her firm, full breasts through her shirt.

Her nipples were already engorged and erect from the vibrating egg, and I, sitting opposite her,
could clearly see the two dark nipples and the outlines of two nipple rings through her semi-transparent shirt. His wife looked at Mr. Huang with a troubled expression
, her right hand restlessly stroking his crotch, her watery eyes filled with desire.

Mr. Huang smiled and nodded, guiding his wife with his arm. She got up, moved the small coffee table in front of
the sofa to make room, then gracefully knelt in front of Mr. Huang, unbuckled her belt,
pulled down her zipper, and began to service him between his legs.

My experienced wife's oral sex skills were incredibly provocative, always making my blood boil. Besides
alternating between licking the glans, shaft, and tip of my penis with her lips and tongue, she constantly made "tsk, tsk" sounds .

Mr. Huang put down his glass, reached into his pocket, and turned the remote control back on
. His wife, still licking my penis, immediately raised her voice. Mr. Huang then unbuttoned his wife's shirt, and her
beautiful breasts, covered by a thin veil, eagerly sprang out.

"Ah... Mr. Huang... don't play with me like that... my pussy and... my asshole are so numb..."

His wife's breasts were being kneaded and shaped in Mr. Huang's hands, while the vibrator in her panties vibrated vigorously
. Jia Yi twisted her hips and gently turned to a kneeling position, her free hand pulling
up , revealing her beautiful legs covered in high heels, and her beautiful buttocks covered by silicone panties were immediately exposed
. Her round buttocks swayed
rhythmically .

Mr. Huang played with the metal buckle on his wife's collar, enjoying her gentle oral service,
while lightly scratching her flawless white earlobe. He said to me with great interest, "Brother, I
've done a pretty good job protecting privacy in my office. Why don't you join us? Your wife is so alluring, it
's a shame !"

"Mr. Huang, you're a guest, how can I..."

Before I could refuse, my wife had already stood up, bent over, and unbuttoned her short skirt and shirt. The thin fabric
slipped off her body and was tossed aside. Wearing only semi-transparent sexy lingerie, she shuffled behind my
sofa in high heels and said coquettishly, "Honey, come on... I want to play with your little dick for Mr. Huang to see."

Jia Yi's hands circled around me from behind the sofa, gently unbuttoning my shirt and belt, and pulling out my semi-erect
penis. My wife's well-maintained hands were soft and boneless; when they touched my glans, I shuddered with pleasure,
and a drop or two of semen couldn't help but squeeze out from my urethra. A scent of perfume wafted from beside my ear, and my wife turned
to kiss my cheek, her nimble tongue licking my earlobe and ear canal, her hair tickling my neck, while her hands slid down my
shoulders alternately caressing my nipples and penis.

Just as I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of her fingers, my wife suddenly let out a muffled cry, breathing softly as if she were enduring
something , her breath blowing directly on my neck. I looked up and saw that Mr. Huang was no longer
in his seat; the half-finished bottle of red wine was on the coffee table pushed aside. While Jia Yi was helping me undress and caress me
, Mr. Huang had already moved behind the sofa, pulled off my wife's vibrating panties, and inserted his penis into her
wet vagina.

"Mmm... Mr. Huang, your cock is so big... so hard..." My wife's red lips were close to my ear,
her voice sweet and coquettish as she described how fierce the penis inside her was.

As my wife kissed my collarbone, I felt Mr. Huang's hands on Jia Yi's slender waist from behind, and
he began to slowly thrust in and out. Mr. Huang's powerful piston-like movements reached the very bottom with each stroke, pushing Jia Yi
forward toward the sofa, then slowly back to the entrance of her vagina. Jiayi arched her buttocks high to meet Mr. Huang's penis, pressing
her upper body weight onto my shoulders. With each thrust, she moaned softly in my ear, her hands still
kneading and playing with my glans.

"Mmm...my little hole is so full...Mr. Huang, you're so good at playing with my cunt...Oh! Oh! Your
big cock is much better than my husband's, my cunt loves being fucked by you...Oh...Oh...I
want to be your bitch, I don't want my husband anymore, I'll spread my cunt open for you to fuck every day...Ahhh..."

Mr. Huang gradually increased the speed of his thrusts amidst Jiayi's seductive moans. His wife, standing on tiptoe with
her tightly embraced my chest, welcoming Mr. Huang's powerful thrusts. The sofa
creaked and groaned with their weight. His wife's full breasts were squeezed and deformed, some pressed against my neck,
receiving the force of Mr. Huang's thrusts.

My wife's lewd moans fueled my lust, and I couldn't resist reaching out to stroke my own penis.
But she tightened her grip, as if trying to stop me from releasing my pent-up desire. Reluctantly, I gave up,
letting her hold my hand and moan in my ear.

"Ah...it feels so good...it's all the way in...I'm going to come! I'm going to come!
Oh...oh...my cunt is going to climax from this big cock..." My wife could no longer contain herself;
her voice rose sharply, her pale arms trembling, her soft breasts pressing against me as she moaned
and reached orgasm.

At the same time, Mr. Huang relentlessly thrust, his penis moving faster and
faster , leaving my wife, tense from her orgasm, powerless to resist. Finally, he plunged deep into her vagina,
completely filling her with his semen.

After ejaculating, they remained in the same position behind me, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm. My wife lay weakly
behind me, panting softly, her warm breath already making my neck and back feel damp and cool.

"Honey...it feels so good to be inside you..." Jia Yi murmured to me.

Inside the office, the warm midday sun streamed in through the windows. I, disheveled on the sofa with
half my penis sticking out of my pants, felt a little lost after Mr. Huang and my wife's orgasm, unsure
whether to continue masturbating to ejaculate.

Mr. Huang, whose penis had been soaking inside my wife's vagina for a while after his orgasm, finally
sat back on the sofa with a pleased expression, embracing his half-naked wife. My wife obediently knelt between Mr. Huang's legs,
cleaning his penis with her mouth. I resignedly put away my penis and quickly straightened my clothes.

My wife, with her back to me as she cleaned Mr. Huang, deliberately spread her legs in an M-shape, allowing Mr. Huang
a clear view of her private parts from top to bottom. As his wife diligently sucked and licked, the thick semen from her genitals slowly
flowed out of her vagina, dripping onto the carpet.

When she had finished, Mr. Huang signaled for his wife to stop, then got up and went to his desk to retrieve a leather
designer handbag. He returned to the sofa, helped his wife stand up to face me, and smiled, saying, "
Brother , your wife Ivy is really sexy, and the choker around her neck suits her perfectly. To be honest, I'm
also an enthusiast of this sort of thing. Here are some 'toys' that can help her 'decorate' herself, as a pre-trip
game."

I was somewhat surprised. Mr. Huang took out several bundles of hemp rope from the handbag and placed them on the table. With practiced
ease , he untied one bundle and held it in his hand. With his other hand, he held Jia Yi's wrist, guiding her to raise her hands. After removing his wife's
sexy lingerie and placing it aside, he deftly wrapped the hemp rope around the top and bottom edges of his wife's breasts twice and tied a knot behind her back. Then, he pulled the rope end from one side of her neck, threaded it through the bottom edge of her breasts, and folded it back
through the middle of the rope at the bottom edge . After Mr. Huang slightly tightened the hemp rope that passed through her cleavage, the lower edge of the rope quickly tightened , immediately deforming his wife's beautiful breasts into an indescribable, alluring shape. Mr. Huang then attached another In no time, his wife's large breasts were completely bound by the hemp rope. The rope nestled into her breasts, neither too tight nor too loose, and the two ropes that went around her shoulders resembled bra straps , pressing her breasts into a slightly flattened but more prominent shape. Mr. Huang did not bind his wife's hands, so apart from her chest being densely wrapped with rope decorations, his wife's movements were not restricted in any way. Perhaps because of being "dressed up" so shamefully, his wife's nipples, adorned with nipple rings, were noticeably erect . Mr. Huang then reached into his handbag again and took out two gold bells with hooks, attaching them to his wife's nipple rings, one on each side . The metal bells gleamed under the light, glistening between my wife's breasts, making me slightly dizzy. "Ah...how embarrassing...Mr. Huang..." My wife stood in front of the sofa, her face flushed, facing me as Mr. Huang manipulated her from behind. I felt that she, who had just recovered from her orgasm, was beginning to feel her desire stirring again. At this moment, my wife was naked from the waist up, her large breasts bound into strange shapes by hemp rope, with two strings of bells hanging from the rings on her nipples. She was only wearing her original stockings and high heels. Mr. Huang picked up my wife's clothes and skirt that had fallen to the ground and gently helped Jia Yi put them on . My wife, wearing a white office lady top, couldn't hide the rope marks on her chest from the semi-transparent shirt. The dark rope marks clearly outlined the binding on her chest and back, and the bells on her chest made a crisp sound from time to time as her breasts trembled.

The black pencil skirt, which barely covered her hips, was deliberately adjusted by Mr. Huang, making it not only unable to conceal
the sticky marks on her inner thighs but also revealing most of her buttocks, becoming a veritable "penis-limiting pencil skirt."
Even sitting on the sofa, I could see the shadow of her swollen, engorged
labia beneath the skirt, still exposed by his penis.

"Thank you for coming today, brother. Jiayi and I will leave now. We'll talk more another day," Mr. Huang said,
helping Jiayi up and politely shaking my hand. He then opened the office door, leading me, who
was following behind, out of the office.

The tight, bunched-up skirt made it difficult for my wife to walk. Jiayi, looking shy, clung to
Mr. Huang 's arm, the bell hidden in her chest jingling softly as she walked.
Occasionally, employees in the busy office would look up, be astonished by my wife's almost naked attire, but
quickly lower their heads, afraid their boss would notice.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Huang in the company parking lot, I drove back to the company alone, while Jia Yi
went to Jiaoxi with Mr. Huang to spend the night as originally planned. On my way back to the company, my wife sent
me a photo on her phone: sitting in the passenger seat of Mr. Huang's car, my wife was wearing a seatbelt, her top off and spread
between her thighs, her breasts, nipple rings, and bells tightly bound with hemp rope were exposed. The sunlight outside the car shone on my wife's
body, the stark contrast between her fair skin and the dark hemp rope creating a strong sense of incongruity.

That night, according to my wife's later account, she experienced her first strange orgasm while her whole body was tightly bound with hemp rope without any penis
penetration . Mr. Huang did not penetrate her. Instead, he turned off the room lights,
blindfolded Jia Yi with her own silk scarf, and secured her to the sofa in front of the hotel window. He carefully bound her entire body with hemp rope,
folding her hands behind her back and fixing her legs wide open in an M-shape to the sides of the sofa armrests. His wife
was thus "placed" in an extremely shameful, completely exposed manner facing the hotel courtyard below.

A platinum waist chain adorned with ornaments
encircled ,
extending down to her vulva, which was forced wide open by the hemp rope. With

her vision blurred and her legs secured to the sofa by the hemp rope, his wife helplessly twisted her body, while
the beaded chain and bells gently scratched her genitals with the rise and fall of her abdomen. His wife's vagina was already soaking wet from the shameful
position and the teasing of the beaded necklace. The occasional voices from the courtyard only fueled her suppressed
, intense breathing.

Mr. Huang, meanwhile, leisurely pulled up a chair and sat not far behind her, sipping red wine
and watching her yearning desire. After finishing his glass, Mr. Huang got up, opened the window, and
playfully flicked the ring on his wife's nipple with his finger. At that moment, she could no longer hold back and surged to her peak.
Her vaginal fluids convulsively sprayed onto the floor.

The next day, after picking his wife up from school, Jia Yi gently touched the rope marks still visible on her arm and told me that it was the first time in
her life
had reached such an intense orgasm in front of a fully clothed man, without any penetration. She said that afterwards, Mr. Huang still didn't penetrate her again that night, but instead
gentlemanly accompanied her to bathe and change, and then they went to the courtyard together to brew tea and enjoy the night view.

April 22nd is World Car-Free Day. This event should have had nothing to do with Jiayi or me.
After all, in Taipei, besides the extensive MRT system, we're
practically helpless without a car outside of Taipei. I'd heard that Tainan had held similar events in the past to support environmental protection,
but Zhe-ge used that as a pretext to organize an event called "Bus Day" for his gym buddies.

Naturally, this wasn't a conventional event; it was a no-condom sex party
held , where men would use women as "buses" for their pleasure. And, facing
the onslaught of dozens of penises, there was only one "bus girl" at this party: my beloved wife, Jiayi.

As usual, Zhe-ge had decided everything, and Jiayi had gladly accepted the challenge, and
Jiayi only told me about the event a week beforehand. Jiayi also told me that I could participate if I wanted
. Besides, most of the people at the gym knew me; they knew I was Jiayi's "nominal"
husband . However, Jiayi also said that Zhe-ge's condition for my participation was that I had to add some kind of
"equipment" with her help in order to attend this grand event.

Although I had already witnessed my wife's ability to have sex with more than ten men in a row at the "anniversary celebration," I was still a little
worried , and at the same time, I was shocked by the huge sex addiction that Zhe-ge and his group had cultivated in her. At the last anniversary celebration
, most of the invitees were successful middle-aged and older clients, and no matter how much they played, their physical abilities were still limited. But this time,
all the attendees were young and strong men, and intense and violent sex was inevitable. Jiayi's delicate and fragile body
was going through these wolfish men in turn, and I was naturally a little uneasy.

On the other hand, what surprised me was that, although Jiayi didn't say it explicitly, she seemed to be looking forward to such shocking sex
. Under the "feeding" of Zhe-ge and his group, the simple sex between ordinary couples was probably
far satisfying my wife's physical and mental needs. After experiencing various bold, shameful, and exciting sexual techniques,
as well as multiple orgasms during group sex, I felt that my wife had undergone a physical transformation. Now, my wife
's sex addiction is so great that frequent sex, or even multiple orgasms lasting several hours, may not be enough to satisfy
her physical desires.

As for Jia Yi's invitation, of course, I could not refuse.

(7)

No matter how conflicted I was, a week later, the gym "bus day
" event that Brother Zhe arranged for my wife finally arrived. According to Brother Zhe's arrangement, today's event was simply Jia Yi, who was the
sex bus that Brother Zhe's friends could "get on and off" without restriction all day long.

Before leaving in the morning, my wife finally explained to me the "rules" that Brother Zhe wanted me to follow to participate in the event
: Brother Zhe required me to be restricted from penetrating Jia Yi's body during the entire event. I was a little confused about
what going on. Did he mean that I could not vent my desires on the spot and could only stand aside and "watch" my wife having sex with a group of men
? Did Jia Yi also agree to this cruel rule? Although I have many questions, I have gradually gotten used to being in the old...
Under my wife's gentle guidance, I subconsciously agreed to her request. When I asked her questions,
she just smiled and shook her head, saying nothing, and playfully told me to wait until she was dressed up before revealing the answer.

Since it was a gym activity, my wife had prepared simple clothes suitable for exercise: well-fitting
white Lycra leggings and a sports top from a well-known brand. Unlike her usual workout attire, she also wore
nude stockings with a slightly shimmering material. The fitted material made her figure even more visually alluring; her pert, round
buttocks and her perfectly sculpted waist, along with her ample breasts that filled out her top, created an exaggerated S-curve. Her
toned the leggings and shimmering stockings, made her look like
a dazzling showgirl at an exhibition.

My wife is now quite used to putting on makeup before going out, even for
events . After applying a long-lasting natural makeup look, my wife simply applied some glitter and
perfume Then, she took a small anal plug from the toy drawer. The metal anal plug was very
stylish; besides its full, round silver sphere, it had a round white crystal at the end,
making it very eye-catching. My wife carefully inserted it into her carefully cleaned and lubricated
anus. Her small, tight buttocks were slightly stretched open by the outer edge of the anal plug, and from behind, the
white was positioned precisely at the lower edge of her buttocks.

"Mmm...it feels so good...I miss the feeling of wearing it out, like
being played with on the buttocks by a little penis like my husband's while walking!"

My wife "shared" her experience using the anal plug with me while taking out loose athletic shorts and a t-shirt
to help me change. She gently pulled down my pants, her fair fingers lightly playing with my limp penis.
Feeling it begin to swell, before I could even react, she quickly grabbed a
steel and put it over my penis. With a "click," my wife had
tightly secured the steel chastity belt around my penis, the steel rings binding it from the base of my scrotum.

I immediately felt the engorgement of my penis being tightly constricted by the "fence" of the birdcage. Looking down, I saw
my penis, restricted by the chastity belt to a limp, pre-erect position, forced into a downward-pointing shape,
with a small brass lock hanging from it. The glans was completely encased in a single piece of metal like a bell,
leaving only a small slit at the tip for urination. A feeling of castration immediately washed over me.

It turns out that in my wife's "bus party," I was supposed to be a castrated, impotent husband, helplessly
watching as my wife was taken in and sexually exploited by young, muscular men. As I
thought , my wife tentatively licked the edge of my glans through the birdcage. My restrained penis seemed to become
even more sensitive; the warmth of her tongue and the cold touch of the bars made my glans involuntarily twitch twice,
leaking clear fluid. My wife wiped away the fluid slowly dripping from the gap at the front of the birdcage,
and finally gently kissed my glans through the cage before getting up.

Just when I thought my wife had finished dressing me, I turned around and saw her take
something else out of her bag: a large, wearable black rubber dildo. The dildo, modeled after a Black man's size, was almost
as thick as her wrist and long, trembling as if it had a life of its own as she held it in her hand. I watched as
my wife gently untied the straps at the bottom of the dildo, carefully avoiding the birdcage-like position, and fixed the large
dildo to my pubic bone, just above my penis.

"Honey, thank you for your hard work! That's all... Zhe-ge said that if you get
invited , you can use 'it' to fuck me!"

My wife pulled up my athletic shorts, the dildo bulging out a large bulge in the waistband. An uninformed person
might think my "weapon" was magnificent and impressive, but only those in the know would know that my penis was
shamefully fixed at a bent and drooping angle by my wife with a chastity belt, while what was swaggering on my stomach
was a large, tireless rubber product.

"Honey, today Zhe-ge (Brother Zhe) told me I need to change my mindset a bit. I need to try being a low-class,
carnivorous woman... Don't be scared, honey!"

My wife smiled sweetly, sticking an "I Love Dick" temporary tattoo on her arm
as she spoke to me.

"Okay, sure,"

what else could I say? Still reeling from the shock of the chastity belt incident, I followed my wife's lead
, grabbed the car keys, and, with an extremely awkward gait,
led my lightly dressed but incredibly vulgar and seductive wife to the gym.

After parking in the basement, we walked into the gym. There was a
notice that read, "Closed for the day, staff day." It seemed that this party was really
only for Zhe-ge's friends, and there wouldn't be any unknown people, which made me slightly relieved. I
also noticed a poster on the advertising board next to the glass door. The model in the advertisement was Jiayi. In
the poster she smiled brightly, playfully bending slightly, holding a colorful sign that read "Environmental Protection, Love
the Earth, Respond to Public Transportation Day." Although there was nothing suspicious about her appearance, most people might genuinely believe that
the gym was promoting some new environmental advocacy. However, what they would never expect was that
the public transportation that many regular customers would be "riding" today was actually my wife, who had been thoroughly "exploited" by Zhe Ge and Xiao Wei and was now available to all men.
As her husband, I was also allowed to "ride," but I was restricted from actually getting on,
so I could only get a standing ticket at best...

Jiayi skillfully swiped her card to open the door and entered. Under the fixed yellow light at the entrance, I noticed that my wife's thin
white elastic pants were made of a semi-transparent material. Under the direct light, I could only see my wife's round buttocks and hairless mons pubis,
with no trace of underwear. I could even see the end of the anal plug sticking out a small circular mark at the bottom of the pants
, appearing and disappearing as my wife walked.

Since the gym was closed to the public today, it was filled with muscular men with great physiques. I figured
they were all Zhe's friends, invited to the "Bus Day" party. I recognized
Leo and Lawrence, who had gone to Bali with my wife last time, among them; there were about ten of them. My wife, as expected of a social butterfly trained by Xiao Wei
, moved among the men like a butterfly, carrying her water bottle and exchanging pleasantries with practiced ease.
His manner made every man feel valued.

Watching the men interact intimately with their wives, I thought that most of Zhe Ge's close friends must have, to some extent,
entered my wife's body, making her writhe and groan in pleasure. Zhe Ge, who
was so willing to share my wife with his friends, gave me a slightly generous feeling. After a while, I saw Zhe Ge
come out of the small office at the back. He naturally put his arm around Jia Yi and kissed her cheek, whispering something in her ear with a smile
. Then, Zhe Ge took my wife's hand and stood in the middle of the crowd, clapping his hands to signal everyone to calm down, and began to explain the arrangements for
today 's event:

"Sorry, I know everyone is eager to start, but I still need to explain the party rules to avoid any 'fighting
'."

Zhe Ge's opening remarks made everyone burst into laughter, and my wife nestled next to him, shyly smiling.

"This is Ivy, our most beautiful goddess. I won't waste any more words... I'm sure everyone
knows a lot about our goddess inside and out... Also, the lucky guy next to the door is Ivy's
husband ... Because of Ivy, we're practically 'brothers,' so please be kind to him today
, peace and fun, okay?"

Another round of applause and laughter erupted. Zhe-ge really had his way; his mere presence commanded the entire room
, drawing everyone's attention to the two of them. Thinking about how my wife was about to be thoroughly
ravaged by these beasts exuding a strong masculine scent, I felt a surge of heat in my penis. Unfortunately, the steel cage tightly
bound my burgeoning desire, as if an invisible hand was gripping it, leaving it nowhere to go
.

"Since this is a gym, and several of the people here are professional fitness instructors, we know that warming up before
intense exercise is necessary... Fifteen minutes before the party starts, please let our Miss Ivy
focus on warming up. After fifteen minutes, let our goddess Ivy help you beasts 'ascend to heaven
'!"

Zhe paused, his large hand on his waist sliding down to Jiayi's right breast,
kneading her full flesh lightly through her clothes. Jiayi, not to be outdone, defiantly thrust her chest forward to meet Zhe's hand.
Her full , pert buttocks swayed, eliciting a chorus of jeers from the men.

"Our goddess Ivy's theme today is a slutty, shameless slut! Please note, only today
! Normally, our goddess Ivy is quite dignified and virtuous; you beasts should
still !"

After saying this, another burst of laughter erupted around them.

"Simply put, today our Miss Ivy is hosting a slutty, overflowing party. She'll be
a After a 15-minute warm-up, you can do whatever you want
with her—cum inside, blowjob, boob shot, doggy style, whatever! But no violence allowed. I'll say it again
: face & fuck, got it? Enough talk, let's have Ivy announce
the start of the party!"

To my utter surprise, Jia Yi, in the center of the crowd, lifted her tight sports top with a very seductive move
, revealing two magnificent F-cup breasts. Sparkling gold chains were tied to her nipples
, and as her breasts swayed up and down, the crowd erupted in gasps and whistles. Jia Yi cupped her breasts in her hands, striking a pose often seen
on gravure idols, winking and pinching her nipples, and said to the audience,

"Welcome everyone to my bus party today... My cunt is going to be fed by you all today, thank you!
"

Seeing Jia Yi's demeanor and attitude so completely different from before, the men's emotions nearly boiled over,
and a lewd activity centered around the wife unfolded amidst the men's cheers. Surrounded by the men's burning gazes
, the wife elegantly finished warming up on the treadmill, then walked to the yoga mat, wiping her sweat
and stretching. Seeing that the time was almost up, several men who had also been warming up approached her, one of whom immediately
wrapped his arms around the wife's waist and passionately kissed her.

The man holding the wife was tall, strong, and had a clean-cut, handsome face. The petite wife was
overwhelmed by his wet kiss, and proactively reached out to cling to his neck, standing on tiptoe and pressing herself close to him.
Another couldn't wait any longer and lifted his wife's top from behind, shamelessly fondling her large breasts.
While kissing his wife, the handsome man reached down and fondled her shapely buttocks. His wife,
sandwiched , began to moan uncontrollably. Then, the handsome man pulled her tight pants down to her thighs,
revealing the thin strands of vaginal fluid between her thighs and the crotch of her pants.

"Ivy, you're so wet down there! Your pants are soaked,"

the handsome man teased his wife while fondling her firm buttocks.

"Oh...stop teasing me...my cunt just needs a man to fuck it...oh...hurry up and come in...I want you guys to fill
my belly with your cum...mmm...fill it up..."

The wife put her left hand between her legs, vigorously rubbing her engorged labia, then used two fingers to separate her full, engorged
lips, tempting the man behind her. The wedding ring on her ring finger gleamed lustfully under the light.

"Please...hurry up and get on me...I'm a public bus today, you can have sex as many times as you want...oh...it's in...
so big and full..."

The man behind her couldn't resist the teasing, pulled down his pants and thrust in all the way, starting to move slowly back and forth.

"Ah...hiss...oh, damn it! You slut who sells her cunt...you're so good at sucking..."

The man who started fucking her first was obviously not a refined chivalrous protector, verbally humiliating his wife as he fucked
her. He held his wife's buttocks, each thrust pulling out the head of his penis and then shoving it back in, fucking her hard. The handsome man in front
easily released his wife's arms from around his neck, letting her kneel before his muscular chest. His wife skillfully
turned her head to lick his nipples, one hand slipping inside her boxer shorts to stroke his penis. Another man nearby also
pulled out his penis and moved closer. His wife bent even lower, giving both men oral sex.

"Mmm...uh...oh...so good! I love being gang-raped...your big cocks going in and out feels
so good ...you can play with my cunt as many times as you want..."

"Tsk tsk...tsk...little brother, your cock is so big and manly...much bigger than my husband's...mmm...I
love licking these big cocks...oh...oh oh, so good, I'm about to come! I'm going to come! I'm going to climax
..."

The atmosphere grew increasingly heated. The wife, still undressed, was being roughly
handled . Her body convulsed and trembled; she had clearly been brought to orgasm by the man who used profanity.
He then increased the speed of his thrusts, ejaculating deep into her vagina. After ejaculating, he
lingered inside her for a few seconds, then discreetly withdrew his penis, walked aside, lit a cigarette, and sat down
.
Her vagina was still open and unable to close, and white semen slowly
flowed out . Then the men changed positions. The handsome man picked up the petite wife and
inserted himself into her vagina in a "train bento" position. Embraced by strong arms, her breasts were
squeezed . Another man, about the same height as the handsome man, put on a condom
and slowly inserted himself into her anus.

From my perspective, my wife's legs were draped between the handsome man's arms, and the man behind her was pressing
his genitals against her buttocks. Together, they kept her suspended in mid-air, as if she were being pierced by the man's penis
. The two men moved with practiced skill and perfect coordination, thrusting their penises in and out. My wife, with both her front and back orifices filled at the same time, was being fucked
so hard that she was moaning and groaning softly in the handsome man's arms. But she wasn't calling my name:

"Oh! Oh! So good... I'm going crazy... Brother Zhe... Jia Yi's rotten hole and asshole are being fucked so good... Your
slutty bitch is squeezing two dicks at once, isn't that horny?"

Two strong men were working hard on my wife, one in front and one behind, while the other men around were not
idle . Some had their hands roaming over my wife's body, playing with her breasts, or kissing her ears, arms,
collarbone, waist and other sensitive areas. Others picked up whiteboard markers from the counter and started drawing on my wife's body. Soon, my wife's
body was covered with many obscene drawings and words:

a big, hairy cock that was ejaculating was drawn on Jia Yi's right buttock, and the left side was drawn as
a signature board, where the men signed their names and the number of times they ejaculated. "bitch" was written on her back and thighs.
The words "slut" and "where" were obscene, and her breasts were decorated with lines to resemble
bus headlights. The words "Free Ride" were prominently displayed on her chest.

"Mmm, ahh... I'm so shameless... How could this happen...? It's even better than selling my pussy... I'm
a whore who needs to be ridden..."

"I'm going to... I can't take it anymore... Brother Zhe... your bitch is going to come again..."

"I love being a bus... Oh... Oh... I can't take it anymore! I'm going to climax, ahhh..."

The wife's beautiful legs were tightly wrapped around the handsome man's waist. The handsome man's arms were bent around her knees, holding her
tightly. His penis was deeply buried inside her, firmly holding her buttocks, allowing the man's penis to thrust into
her anus. The wife's moans grew louder and louder. The penis inside her vagina
scraped against the walls of her anus with each thrust, drawing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

Embraced by two men, my wife trembled all over. The powerful thrusting of their penises into her anus brought her to
another orgasm, while the men ejaculated a large amount of semen into her rectum. I initially thought the men
used condoms for anal sex, but after ejaculation, I realized it was another
way of humiliating my wife:

after ejaculating deep into her rectum, they pulled out their softened penises and simultaneously removed
the condom , leaving the condom and semen inside. One man slightly plugged her
slightly open anus with his fingers to prevent the condom from falling out, while skillfully tying a knot with his other hand, leaving the condom
full of semen inside her rectum. Then, another man wearing a condom took his
place, thrusting his penis deep into her anus again.

This time, the man behind her squatted down, then lay down on the yoga mat, his penis still inside her
anus. My wife lay on her back, legs spread wide in an M-shape, being held from behind. A beautifully tattooed, moist butterfly
- shaped vulva was suddenly exposed to everyone. The handsome man with the impressively long-lasting penis in front of her knelt down, supporting his wife's
waist as he began to thrust vigorously. His wife "sat" on top of the man behind her, enduring the powerful
thrusts into her vagina, her moans filling the large space. A few minutes later, the handsome man's penis was deeply inside his wife.
I imagined him ejaculating deep inside her vagina, repeatedly painting Jia Yi's
cervix .

The slapping sounds of flesh against flesh, the white foam churned by the penis's thrusts,
and my wife's fluctuating moans created a lewd and abstract scene before me. My penis desperately wanted to swell
, but the chastity belt held it tightly. My glans had already leaked some semen and pre-ejaculate,
making my groin area slippery as if I'd lost control. I could only watch helplessly as
my wife, her cheeks flushed, lost in lust, used her beautiful vagina, anus, and mouth to serve the penises of numerous men.

"Husband~ come on… your used wife wants to be played with while you watch…"
Surrounded by men like a star, my wife, her hair slightly disheveled and sweating profusely, seductively beckoned to
me as I sat on the sofa. Like a runway model, my wife, wearing only half-ripped, shiny stockings,
lazily walked towards me, her buttocks raised. There were at least a dozen colorful condoms at her anus, looking like
scattered flower petals from afar, swaying gently and dripping liquid as she moved her hips.

My wife, holding my hand, guided me to lie on the yoga mat. She turned around and knelt in a 69 position, taking my
chastity belt-covered penis into her mouth. Her two blooming, lascivious "flowers" were right before my eyes. Her vagina, already
filled with semen ten times, was slightly open; her smooth, shaved labia were swollen and engorged; her clitoris
was peeking out from under her tender skin. A large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid dripped onto me. Inside her
anus , the "flower" made of condoms was even more obscene: a dozen or so different colored condoms
, their ends knotted and sticking out, were deeply embedded in her pale brown anus.

Just as my wife was diligently licking my pitifully small penis—compared to other muscular men—through the gap in the cage
, I saw a pair of thin, wrinkled feet appear before me. A man, holding his dark,
veiny penis, thrust it straight into Jia Yi's vagina directly above my head. As it was being inserted, some of the previous person's semen inevitably
squeezed out, dripping all over me. I looked up and saw that it was the gym's person in charge of the injections.
The old man sweeping the streets.

"Ah... Uncle Chen... welcome to my slutty cunt... does my butterfly cunt feel good gripping you?"

My wife, her body flushed with lust, spat out my ridiculous penis, shifted her body slightly, and raised her buttocks, deliberately letting our
point of contact hang above my face. Uncle Chen's messy pubic hair extended all the way to his thin buttocks, and his
dark, wrinkled foreskin emitted a strong fishy smell. A living, old man's penis
was inserted into my wife's beautiful cunt right in front of me. With each thrust of Uncle Chen, my wife's pink cunt was turned inside out again.

"Damn! You slutty little bastard, you wiggle your ass in front of me every day, Lin Bei has wanted to pin you down and
fuck you for a long time... huff! huff!"

"I thought you were some socialite... but you're just a dog-fucked piece of trash... I'll fuck you to death..."

Uncle Chen grabbed my wife's wrists from behind and fucked her hard like riding a horse. My wife bounced and twitched as he thrust into her
, her hair flying everywhere, looking exactly like a female animal in heat. I could only
helplessly watch as Chen Bo's penis ravaged her beautiful vagina, the fluids from their union constantly being carried in and out
of my face and mouth by his penis. The strong smell of sex and Chen Bo's body odor assaulted my
nostrils.

"Mmm... Ah... Yes... I'm a brothel for everyone, a broken hemp... Uncle Chen... From now on, I welcome you to come and fuck me anytime
, you can use my rotten cunt as you please... Ahh... I can't take it anymore, I'm about to come again... My pussy feels so good being fucked...
I'm going come again... I'm going to come ahhh... Oh..."

My wife's face was pressed against my crotch, twisting her waist and raising her buttocks high as she straddled my face. Her right hand
spread her labia to the limit with two fingers, while her left hand quickly kneaded her nipples. Uncle Chen, above my head, was making his final thrusts
, each one like a pile driver, making my wife's body tremble. My wife, weak from being fucked, couldn't support
her body . I, who was being pressed down and was having trouble breathing, had to support my wife's thighs from below so that Uncle Chen could smoothly
thrust in and out of Jia Yi's hole.

With my wife's long breaths, the two of them reached orgasm together.
After Uncle Chen squeezed out the last drop of semen from Jia Yi's vagina, he went to the other end and let Jia Yi hold his penis and scrotum to clean them carefully. Finally, he put my wife down and left,
satisfied . After her climax, my wife's vulva pressed against my face, weakly enjoying the afterglow.
With her panting breaths, the semen mixed with Chen Bo's and the others' flowed from her opening and closing vulva onto my face once more . I slightly raised my head and lovingly licked my wife's vulva and lips, cleaning away
the flowing semen . "Fake dildo husband...so comfortable...your dildo is too small, I'm not full, but you're so good at licking... does Jia Yi's ravaged cunt taste good?" Jia Yi comfortably squeezed my face with her thighs, while continuing to gently lick my penis through the gap in the birdcage . The amount of semen from more than a dozen people was astonishing. Although most of it flowed out and dripped onto the ground after being ejaculated inside, my wife's vulva continued to flow with semen. Before I could finish licking, Jia Yi impatiently turned around, thrusting out her large breasts to hold the black fake dildo I was wearing, and sat down on her semen-soaked, wet vagina in one go . The intense pleasure of the dildo penetrating deep inside made Jiayi let out a long sigh of relief. I felt the exposed part of the condom in my wife's anus gently covering my caged penis like a skirt. After Jiayi's vagina completely swallowed the dildo, which was more than ten centimeters long and four or five centimeters thick, she couldn't wait to start riding me in a woman-on-top position. The large amount of semen in her vagina made a "splish-splish" sound as it was churned by the dildo. My wife skillfully held my legs and twisted her waist vagina. Occasionally, she would use her hand to grasp my swollen, downward-curving penis and stroke it lightly. Some of the men nearby sat down to drink water and rest, while others took out their phones to record their wives' ecstatic state. "Oh, oh... God... Oh... It feels so good... Riding your cock feels so good... My pussy is so full..." My wife seemed to be addicted to riding me, bouncing vigorously on top of me, sweat and vaginal fluid splashing everywhere with her ups and downs. At this moment, several men surrounded us with ill intentions, and the leader of the group lewdly said to my wife: "Hey, Ivy... Your slutty look is too charming, Brother Zhe has trained you really well, we've decided to add a little something extra for you, let you be a portable toilet too... Consider it a thank you for entertaining us guys to have sex..." After saying that, the men held their shrunken penises and started urinating on my wife's head. In an instant, my wife's whole body was bathed in the men's stinking urine, yellow droplets running down her soaked hair, eyelashes, cheeks, chest, and finally gathering into a puddle under me. "Waaah...waaah...I hate it, you all bully me...oh ahhh...oh my god...I'm going to come again...I'm so pathetic ...my whole body is covered in your semen and pee...oh oh oh..." "I'm going to come, I'm going to come...oh...ah ah ah ah..." My wife, whether from excitement or the approaching climax, whimpered and lay on top of me, her whole body flushed and trembling , her lower body gushing out like a flood, reaching climax in the man's urine. At this moment, my lower body also felt weak, and my semen flowed out from the edge of the cage like I had lost control of my bladder. My penis, confined in the small steel chastity belt, could not achieve an erection or ejaculate, but under my wife's lewd "riding skills," I was ridden to orgasm like I had wet my pants. After the bus day activities ended, it was already dark outside. I led my wife, who looked shy and flushed, obviously "fed very well," away from the club. My wife changed into the clothes that Brother Zhe had specially prepared for her, and held my hand with a slightly tired expression. On the way back to the parking lot, my wife's outrageously provocative attire once again attracted a lot of attention, with some even secretly taking photos with their phones. Zhe-ge had made my wife wear the kind of clothing worn by streetwalkers in foreign slums, even more obscene and explicit . She wore only a white cotton mini-skirt that barely covered her crotch, paired with white foam platform flip-flops, and a white, unlined, ultra-thin strappy bikini top. The bikini fabric was so scant it barely covered half of her areolas. My wife, who is very clean, took a quick shower in the gym's shower room , but a large amount of thick semen still flowed intermittently from her vagina. Without underwear to prevent this, the men's semen quickly soaked her inner thighs, sliding down her feet to the soles of her shoes, leaving her feet sticky and stringy. Zhe-ge ordered her to take a selfie at home with the condom still in her anus.

Only then could it be removed. Looking at my wife walking from behind, the hem of her skirt, barely covering her crotch, revealed a half-
moistened condom flower between her buttocks, its wetness barely concealed as she swayed her hips, subtly hinting to everyone that her anus had just been filled with semen by
numerous men.

[To be continued]

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