Repost: I Married the Most Lewd Wife

I've dated many girls, but the most attractive type to me is the lustful kind. Heaven seems to have chosen a girl with a very strong sex drive to be my wife. Actually, she hadn't dated any other men before we married, but during our conversation on our wedding night, I saw the lustful desires hidden deep within her.

We embraced in bed, made love, and she lay panting in my arms. We whispered to each other for a while, and I asked her, "Now that you're my wife, tell me honestly, what are your wishes?"

I expected her to answer things like, "I want my husband to love me forever," or "I hope to have a child." But she thought for a moment, then smiled mysteriously, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Won't you be angry if I tell you, honey?"

"Of course not," I gently stroked her hair.

My wife blushed and said, "I want many men." This truly surprised me. "Why?" I asked. "No reason, I just want to. Of course, I don't want friends, just any man."

"What kind of men do you want?" "I suddenly felt excited and continued to press. 'I want...I want...' my wife smiled shyly, then whispered in my ear, 'I want them to gang rape me, will you save me, honey?' I slapped my wife's butt: 'Of course not!'

'Okay!' My wife pretended to be angry, crawled out of the covers, and got out of bed naked. Her pubic hair, covered with my semen and her own vaginal fluid, clung to her lower abdomen, making it impossible to cover her private parts, which glistened under the light. 'I'm going out to be raped right now.' Although my wife smiled, her eyes were somewhat serious. I felt that this didn't seem like a joke. Was my newlywed wife's vagina really going to be penetrated by someone else? Before I could answer, my wife was already standing naked at the door, not even wearing slippers: 'I'm going to the construction site downstairs, see you later!'

The construction site downstairs! It was full of migrant workers' tents, only those ugly and filthy migrant workers lived there." Wife… my newlywed virgin wife is gone!

I quickly dressed, taking her clothes with me, and went downstairs. It was pitch black all around. Could my naked wife really have gone to the construction site? She was probably just joking, right? With a heavy heart, I gazed at the construction site tents in the distance. Suddenly, a light came on inside, followed by a commotion. I couldn't believe it. I quietly walked to a corner next to the construction site. Was my wife really there? While I was still wondering, I heard her voice: “Who’s the leader here?” A hoarse voice replied: “I am. Little wench, you came here naked, are you trying to have a son?” Then came a burst of laughter. My wife joined in the laughter, saying, “Brothers, I see you’ve been working hard day and night, so today I’m bringing you some milk to drink, to help you recover.” “Good!” the filthy bastards started clapping. “Then you can line up,” my wife seemed to have become the commander. I couldn't contain myself any longer and gritted my teeth as I walked into the workers' shed. "Wife, let's go home. It's too late." My wife looked at me awkwardly. "You've come to rescue me now? You want me to leave, but will they agree?" She then said to the group of migrant workers, "Those who want me to stay, hold me down." Before she finished speaking, the migrant workers swarmed forward and tackled my wife to the ground. My wife giggled incessantly. "Husband, I'm the commander-in-chief now! You have no say

in this. Everyone line up, it's time to nurse!" "Wife, you..." Seeing the unfriendly looks from the people around me, I didn't dare to continue. My wife was already lying on a table, and the migrant workers had formed a long line, about 20 people. My wife said that two people could come at a time because she had two milk-producing organs. The foreman was, of course, the first. The second was a grizzled man with a face covered in dirt. The foreman squatted to my wife's left, his dirty hands pinching my wife's left breast, his black tongue enveloping my wife's fleshy nipple. The man, seemingly particularly fond of the areola, held my wife's nipple in his left hand and pressed his right hand against her breast, his rough, yellow teeth grinding and nibbling at the red areola.

My wife was truly aroused; she threw her head back and moaned loudly, "Ah...my nipples feel so good...eat my nipples...husband, do you like others eating your wife's nipples?" "

Yes." I couldn't resist the pleasure of my wife being violated, and I was even more eager to see what would happen next. My wife trembled at my answer and shouted excitedly, "Everyone, come on! Listen carefully, don't miss a single piece of flesh on my breasts! You must eat every part of my breasts, areolas, and nipples, let your stinking saliva flow into the milk ducts on my nipples!" At a command, the migrant workers surged forward like a tidal wave… Hearing my wife's call, the workers rushed forward, a dark mass, and all I could see were my beloved wife's legs kicking wildly with excitement. I never imagined my woman could be so wanton. I called out, "Wife, how's it going down there?" My wife replied loudly, "Fantastic! Husband, my nipples are being bitten raw!"

At this moment, several migrant workers who hadn't yet had milk couldn't contain themselves any longer. They spread my wife's legs and began frantically licking her genitals. My wife screamed, cursing, "You stinking son! You're already playing with your mother's genitals!" Then another group of migrant workers moved from my wife's breasts to her lower body. Two migrant workers tore at my wife's labia with their teeth, one licked my wife's vagina, another sucked on her clitoris, and the others didn't miss any area around her vagina.

I was beyond excited. My wife, whom I had just deflowered, had now become a tool for the migrant workers to release their lust. My wife was still pouting as she reported the situation to me: "Honey, these filthy ghosts are licking my hymen! If you don't save me, it's going to break!" I said gleefully, "Your hymen is already broken. Let those filthy ghosts' tongues stick into your uterus and lick it clean too."

"Okay!" my wife cried out. "Sons, push harder, shove your tongues all the way in!" The two migrant workers worked even harder, pulling my wife's labia apart, making her vagina a large, round hole. The worker in the middle grinned evilly, stuck out his long tongue, and thrust it in! "Ah!—" My wife's painful yet pleasurable cry echoed from the crowd. I congratulated my wife, "Darling, are you feeling better?" My wife said, "You like seeing the flesh inside your wife's vagina being licked by filthy ghosts so much."

"So what?" I replied. Before I could finish speaking, the migrant worker who had first licked my wife's clitoris pulled out his penis, which was about a foot long and two inches in diameter. He placed it against the entrance of my wife's vagina and slowly inserted it. My wife whistled with pleasure, "Honey, a penis is inside your wife's vagina!"

"Great!" I was even more excited, "Tell me how it feels."

"Mine... ah, its glans has reached my vaginal sphincter... oh oh... it's reached my G-spot... ah... it's hitting my cervix!"

The first migrant worker inserted his penis into my wife's vagina, and now two penises were inserted into her vagina at the same time. But others couldn't watch, so several migrant workers successively poked their fingers into the gap, touching the inner wall of my wife's vagina. It was unbelievable that my wife's vagina could accommodate two penises and seven or eight fingers, and more fingers were being added. The migrant workers not only inserted them but also started thrusting.

"What a wide vagina!" I exclaimed.

"Thank you for the compliment," my wife cried out again, "Who's going to fuck my ass?" Immediately, a penis was inserted. My wife yelled, "Add another one!" and another penis was shoved in, while several fingers were being inserted into her anus. "You have quite the appetite," I exclaimed sincerely. "What's so special about that?" my wife said proudly, "My urethra can hold a penis!"

"I don't believe you," I deliberately provoked her. She really got angry, grabbed a migrant worker's penis, and shoved it into her urethra. I couldn't believe that a penis could fit into my wife's tiny urethra. At first, the penis wouldn't go in no matter what, but with repeated pulling and pushing, the penis gradually disappeared, and blood began to flow from my wife's urethra. I felt a little sorry for her and asked with concern, "Does it hurt a lot?"

My wife shook her head frantically, "It feels so good! It's piercing my bladder!"

Now, five penises were simultaneously rubbing against my wife's vagina, anus, and urethra, two more were in her mouth, two were in her hands, and the remaining migrant workers could only rub their penises against her skin. One short migrant worker rubbed his penis against my wife's foot, but after a while, seemingly unsatisfied, he stuffed her little toe into his penis.

Some of the migrant workers started ejaculating, their semen splattering onto my wife's stomach and breasts. My wife's throat began to gurgle; I guessed she was drinking the filthy men's white liquid. The thought of the migrant workers' semen flowing from my wife's mouth into her stomach made me inexplicably happy.

But what made my wife even happier was that her lower body began to climax! With a roar from the foreman, my beloved wife's legs shot up into the air, her buttocks sticking out even higher, and a penis, thrust into my wife's cervix, generously poured semen into her ovaries. My

wife cried out joyfully, "Shoot! Shoot!" "I was raped, my sons ejaculated into my uterus! My ovaries are soaked with semen! Good sons! Fill them with more!"

The fire from her anus was equally intense, and look at my wife's bleeding urethra, gushing out a white fountain!

The migrant workers had been holding back for too long; they took turns ravaging my wife's vagina, anus, urethra, and clitoris, not sparing any inch of her skin. My wife experienced continuous orgasms, her moans rising and falling.

The debauchery only ended as dawn approached, but my wife was still unsatisfied. The foreman said he had many fellow villagers scattered across various construction sites, but some sites had too many migrant workers. My wife was thrilled, so I made a deal with him: he would take us to a construction site every night, where the workers would gang rape my wife.

Before dawn, I held my wife, her body a complete mess, and we encountered some elementary and middle school students on their way to school in the stairwell. I let them take turns raping my wife.

Back home, as I raped her, I imagined what would happen at the other construction sites that night.

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