Exciting sperm donation 2 (reprinted)

8.
The Bora slowly drove through the bustling crowd, and my thoughts wandered as well. I glanced at them in the rearview mirror and saw my wife sitting against the door, the guy right next to her.
We were about to leave Xueyuan Road, only about a ten-minute drive from our place. I mentally calculated the time and also considered where to go for a late-night snack. Should we find a hotel for a late-night snack and then go straight to the next step, or just find a random place outside and then go home for the "borrowing" of sperm? Or should we let them talk in the car?
My mind was in turmoil: Was it appropriate to bring a strange man home? Would my wife agree to go to a hotel? In the car, it definitely wouldn't work! As I thought this, I slowly drove, glancing again in the rearview mirror at my wife and the guy in the back.
I noticed my wife's face was a little red, and she seemed a little uncomfortable. I didn't know when the guy had pulled my wife to the middle of the back seat, and now he was even closer to her than before. I sensed something was wrong and discreetly adjusted the rearview mirror. Since my wife was sitting in the middle seat, without the obstruction of the front seat, I could see her body clearly in the mirror.
My wife was wearing a sundress, her round, white thighs encased in sheer, mesh stockings. The flesh-colored skin peeking through the thin black mesh stockings looked incredibly mysterious and sexy. Having been sitting for a while, the already short skirt had unknowingly ridden back a bit, almost exposing the top of her thighs.
I could vaguely see the crotch of her thong in the rearview mirror. My blood rushed to my head.
I composed myself, reminding myself that I was driving and couldn't be too distracted, and glanced at the back seat again. There, on my wife's white thigh, was a hand. The hand on her round, white thigh was jarring; its bronze color contrasted sharply with the delicate, snow-white skin of her thigh, intensely arousing me.
"Damn it! This guy's already messing with my wife! He's so damn impatient!" I cursed inwardly.
We reached a traffic light, and it was red! I slowly brought the Bora to a stop, glancing in the rearview mirror again. I saw the guy's hand already wrapped around my wife's inner thigh, her body writhing. I guessed he'd violated her upper body too.
My heart raced. Had he already thoroughly groped my wife?
I was worried they'd be seen by others. My anxiety made me glance out the window; thankfully, no one else was stopping. Suddenly, I felt like I was on guard duty. A bitter smile flashed through my mind. A childhood ditty flashed through my head: "Master eats meat, I drink soup; Master XX, I stand guard!"
Back then, that ditty was a joke, something I always thought was impossible. Now it had finally happened! And it had happened to me! Sigh!
The red light finally turned green, and I overcame my slight frustration. So what if a strange man was touching my wife's inner thigh? Anyway, I'd be letting him penetrate me later, and even ejaculate deep inside her. Thinking about all that, what was this little thing?
Besides, my wife seemed quite willing!
I know I shouldn't be thinking like this, but the situation only allowed me to think this way, otherwise I'd faint. I really would faint!!
I started the Bora, and suddenly heard my wife's heavy breathing from the back seat. I instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror.
I saw my wife's hand loosely grasping his large hand that was inside her skirt. A small, white hand intertwined with a large, bronze hand—it was strikingly jarring. My wife's full thighs were spread wide; I guessed that guy wanted to put his hand inside her, and she was refusing because she was afraid I'd see.
However, knowing my wife as I do, I knew her refusal wouldn't last long. In fact, it only fueled the guy's desire, unintentionally adding to the excitement.
It was the so-called "half-hearted resistance, half-willingness, coy refusal"!
I stared at my wife's inner thighs, and sure enough, I guessed right. "No one knows a wife better than her husband." Sure enough, my wife's coy "half-hearted resistance, half-willingness, coy refusal" encouraged him to go further. His hand had already reached my wife's most intimate part through her panties, his fingers finding the vulva and rubbing it up and down.
My wife began to writhe restlessly, whether to resist the guy or to increase her pleasure, I couldn't tell!
Seeing my wife's somewhat intense reaction, the guy stimulated her vulva even more vigorously.
I estimated that in another half minute, his hand would definitely be inside my wife. Since that's the case, I might as well just drive home! Anyway, they've already had foreplay; there's no question of a harmonious atmosphere anymore! Thinking this, before accelerating, I glanced at them again in the rearview mirror.
Sure enough, the young man's fingers were already restlessly inside my wife's panties, teasing her genitals.
My wife was writhing in pain from his teasing, but she didn't seem to resist. I knew that if she closed her plump, white thighs, he wouldn't be able to reach her private parts, and right now, her thighs were wide apart. I knew
she was enjoying his touch immensely, or at least finding it very stimulating.
Her writhing was a way of accommodating his fingers, just like when we made love at home, she was seeking pleasure from my caresses. I guessed she was already very wet, her plump labia majora open, clearly yearning for a thick, long penis.
I know my wife too well! We've been married for six years! I understand her every move.
Suddenly, I wanted to confirm my guess, so I turned the rearview mirror back to its original position. I could clearly see my wife's expression.
And then! My blood rushed to my head! I was absolutely right!! My
wife's face was flushed with ecstasy, her eyes slightly closed, her small mouth slightly open as she breathed rapidly. The straps of her sundress were caught on her arms, revealing her black, transparent bra. Her firm breasts were faintly visible through the thin fabric. My wife's already perky breasts now appeared even fuller and higher, her nipples erect and engorged. She seemed very excited, just like the expression on her face before orgasm when we made love at home. I knew my wife's expression all too well.
"Mmm... mmm..."
My wife was softly humming something. I was absolutely certain that her humming was a result of physical stimulation, an instinctive reaction, or rather, a physiological response. It was also the result of that guy's ingratiating kisses on my wife's breasts.
At this moment, if I thrust into my wife's vagina dozens more times, she would definitely reach a sexual climax. I really wanted to stop the car, thrust my penis deep into her vagina, and bring her to orgasm.
Seeing this, I realized my penis was painfully hard. It turns out watching my wife being played with by a strange man is so stimulating! I thought to myself. If I were to see a strange man's penis
penetrating my wife's vagina and ejaculating, I wonder how stimulating that would be! Thinking of the impending thrill, I involuntarily sped up, and soon the Bora pulled into our residential complex.

"Hmm!" I cleared my throat deliberately to remind them, "We're almost home!"
After saying that, I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the two of them quickly separated! My wife immediately started tidying her clothes and hair; it seemed she didn't want to appear too promiscuous in front of me.
The car was almost in front of our building, so I slowed down, calculating the time while they tidied their clothes.
Although the car was driving slowly, we arrived at our building quickly. I glanced at them again and saw that they had basically finished what they were doing, seemingly waiting to get out of the car.
So I slammed on the brakes and stopped the Bora! I said, "Jinglin, you and Ma Ke go up first! I'll park the car in the garage and be right there!"
My wife nodded at me, looking a little embarrassed, glanced at the guy, and then slowly walked into the stairwell.
The guy was also quick-witted; he saw my wife walk ahead! I quickly followed, but not alongside my wife; instead, I followed behind her. There were probably two reasons: first, walking alongside her was a little awkward; second, following behind allowed me to boldly and openly admire my wife's plump, round buttocks.
My wife's plump buttocks have always been my love and pride, and I enjoy following behind her every time we go upstairs, fully appreciating them.
I think Ma Ke must have had that reason too, which is why he followed behind my wife.
Watching them enter the building, I started calculating the time. I estimated they would be home in about a minute, since we live on the third floor, it wouldn't take too long.
What would be the first thing they do when they get home? I wondered as I opened the garage door.
Back in the car, I sat in the driver's seat, about to start the Bora, when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: check if my wife's discharge was on the back seat. I turned on the interior light, got out, and went to the back seat. Touching the spot where my wife had been, I felt a slight dampness. It seemed my wife had indeed been aroused by that guy's caresses.
A sour feeling welled up inside me, but mostly I felt excitement and thrill.
Back in the driver's seat, I lit a cigarette and started wondering what my wife and that guy were doing. Had they already undressed, or had they started foreplay? Had my wife seen that guy's penis...?
My mind raced, and I quickly finished the cigarette. I figured they should be home by now, so I started the Bora and drove into the garage. After locking the garage door, I started going upstairs. My heart was racing too. My
mind was a jumbled mess, and I quickly reached my front door. I stopped, listening intently for any sounds from inside, but there seemed to be nothing. At least there weren't the lewd noises I'd imagined.
I pushed open the door and deliberately said loudly, "Jinglin! Get me a pair of slippers."
"Your slippers are in the shoe cabinet!" my wife replied, coming out of the bedroom.
"Oh..." I answered, glancing sideways to see the guy sitting somewhat awkwardly on the living room sofa, his eyes fixed on the TV. When he saw me, he tried to stand up but didn't, completely unlike his unrestrained self in the car.
I guessed it was the bright living room lighting that made him feel restrained; after all, he was here to play with someone else's wife, not to give a lesson. My wife felt the same way, completely unlike her relaxed self in the car. After coming out of the bedroom, she didn't dare look the guy in the eye.
"Jinglin, pour Xiao Ma a glass of water!" I had to break the silence, instructing my wife first, then turning to the guy, "Xiao Ma, make yourself at home, look around!"
"Uh! Okay!" Xiao Ma replied, standing up from the sofa. Still very reserved!
"It's okay, just look around!"
"Oh! You're busy! I'll watch TV!" He seemed a little lost, after all, he was just a young man in his early twenties.
It seemed the problem was getting complicated. How could we possibly proceed with the sperm donation tonight like this? Actually, there was a way to break this deadlock: have some alcohol. But wouldn't alcohol affect sperm quality? That's what the books say! I really couldn't think of a better solution.
Maybe I should chat with this guy first! Perhaps the atmosphere would be better. Thinking this, I went to his side and said, "Sit down!"
I patted his shoulder, and then we both sat down on the sofa.
My wife had already brought over a glass of water, looking quite uncomfortable. I quickly said to her, "Jinglin! Go turn off the living room light, it's too bright, it's uncomfortable watching TV!"
"Oh! Okay!" My wife placed the water in front of him, without even a polite word, and hurriedly went to turn off the light. It seemed she also felt the light was too bright!
With a "click" of the switch, the living room lights immediately dimmed, and the atmosphere quickly became warm and intimate. I noticed that the guy's expression relaxed rapidly. Seeing this, I said to my wife, "Come on! Jinglin! You watch TV too!"
My wife quickly came over to us, but didn't know where to sit.
"Come on! Sit here!" I stood up and let my wife sit between me and the guy.
My wife quickly sat down between us, and the scent of a mature woman soon filled the air. I felt a surge of desire, and I figured the guy would be even more aroused! But he didn't make a move. It seemed he wouldn't do anything without some stimulation!
Thinking this, I started to move my hands, casually putting my arm around my wife's bare, white shoulders, grabbing the two straps of her tank top, and slowly pulling them down. My wife noticed my actions and must have understood my intention—to stimulate the guy—so after a slight struggle, she let me do as I pleased.
I quickly pulled down my wife's two straps, instantly revealing her snow-white breasts, adorned with a sheer bra, to both me and the guy.
Then, I reached behind her back, found the bra clasp, and with a push and a pull, it was off. My wife seemed to struggle, yet also seemed to cooperate, shifting her body slightly until the bra was completely in my hands! I could still feel the warmth of my wife's body on the bra, so I deliberately handed it to the guy.
"Here, please put this on the low cabinet!" I handed him my wife's bra. Actually, I could have just put it on the coffee table in front of us, but my purpose was to let him feel my wife's warmth and scent, further stimulating him.
Sure enough, this trick worked. After taking my wife's bra, the guy seemed reluctant to let go; I saw him sniffing the scent.
"How stupid! My wife is sitting right next to him, and he's sniffing this!" I cursed him inwardly.
After a while, the guy finally put the bra down! Turning to look at his wife, his face immediately flushed. I knew his wife was incredibly arousing to him; I felt the same way, admiring a mature young woman at such close range.
My wife's plump, white, and delicate breasts were laid bare before me and the other man. Her fair and full breasts stood proudly on her chest, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing. Her bright red nipples, like two fresh grapes, were incredibly sexy.
But the other man still didn't dare to make a move. He was clearly excited yet hesitant. He wanted to touch them, but didn't know how to begin. A feeling of being held back was evident in the rising bulge in his crotch and the way he swallowed nervously as he looked at his wife's white breasts and delicate nipples.
"Come on! Help me check my wife's breasts for lumps," I made up a ridiculous excuse for the guy playing with my wife's breasts.
The excuse was so flimsy I almost laughed after I said it, and my wife blushed and glared at me.
Then I started caressing my wife's delicate breasts. The guy took a deep breath and then placed his hand on my wife's breasts, instantly causing his crotch to bulge even more. He was completely mesmerized by what he was doing, haphazardly caressing and playing with them like a child who had just received a favorite toy. My
wife leaned back on the sofa, letting the guy and I play with her breasts. Soon, she became somewhat wanton; her cheeks flushed, her face slightly red, her breathing rapid and hot—a picture of burgeoning lust.
"Oh... um... um... um," my wife moaned with pleasure, as if encouraging the guy.
Soon the guy mastered the technique of caressing and discovered his wife's sensitive spots.
Ten,
my wife began to writhe as the guy caressed her. Then his gaze was drawn to what was under her skirt. The guy bent down and lifted my wife's skirt, revealing a pair of shapely thighs to both of us. He then lowered his head, examining her like a gynecologist.
"Damn it!" I cursed inwardly, feeling a pang of jealousy, but quickly reasoned with him. What man doesn't want to see a woman's private parts? I myself often part my wife's private parts to admire them, let alone this guy seeing a woman's private parts so closely for the first time, especially since he was looking at someone else's wife.
Then, I saw him gently part my wife's thighs! Soon I noticed a line of white, sticky fluid hanging from the inner thigh, and strands of semen were constantly seeping out of her vulva through her narrow thong. I saw his hand twitch; he probably wanted to pull down the black thong to see, but he restrained himself!
It seemed he could only imagine how alluring that mysterious female part was between her tender thighs and below her abdomen.
I secretly chuckled to myself—actually, I wouldn't stop him at this moment; I actually hoped my wife would refuse him appropriately, or at least act like she was coyly accepting. But at this moment, my wife seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of being caressed.
Just as I was thinking this, I noticed that the guy started moving again. It seemed that the attraction of my wife's mature and sexy body had made him unwilling to give up. He lowered his head to look again, and saw that the narrow thong tightly covered her full vulva, and between her plump thighs, a few dark pubic hairs were visible. The skin between her full, white thighs was very white, delicate, and elastic.
At that moment, I knew he would be excited. Not wanting to spoil his fun, I deliberately hid my face behind my wife so he couldn't see me, but I could clearly see his every move.
Sure enough, the guy became even more aroused. I could feel him breathing heavily; I knew he really wanted to immediately pull down my wife's panties to see the depths of her vagina and her delicate labia majora and minora.
Then, I glanced at his crotch and noticed that he had pulled his penis out of his pants. He probably felt a bit pent up, or maybe he was masturbating. I stared at his penis and saw that he was very aroused; it was fully engorged with blood, the glans about the size of a duck egg, purplish-red, and seemed to be throbbing.
Suddenly, a strange thought flashed through my mind! "If my wife touches his penis, will he ejaculate immediately?"
I acted on the thought! I glanced at my wife and saw that she was closed-eyed, completely absorbed in the pleasure and excitement that the guy and I were giving her. She was oblivious to us, and the guy was focused solely on my wife's private parts. So, I secretly reached out, took my wife's hand, and guided her soft, white hand to the guy's crotch.
I quickly pulled my hand back, and my wife's hand naturally touched the guy's erect penis.
The guy immediately let out an excited "Oh!"
I pretended not to know what was happening and continued to caress and play with my wife's breasts, while secretly observing her reaction. I found that she didn't seem to notice anything amiss; she didn't seem to care that she was holding a stranger's penis and remained in a state of blissful ecstasy.
Then, the guy shifted his body, picked up his erect penis, and placed it in my wife's palm. My wife seemed to instinctively grasp the erect penis, and then her eyes seemed to open slightly. At the same time, I felt my wife's body become even hotter!
I'm certain my wife knows she's touching a stranger's penis, and she's seen it—it's hard, thick! Her rapid breathing and burning body confirm it.
At this moment, the guy really doesn't know what to do! I see my wife gently grasping his hard, thick penis and stroking it, while simultaneously teasing the smooth glans with her fair thumb. I see a large amount of fluid secreted from the opening of his glans; he must be incredibly excited.
"Mmm... Ah... Oh..." Sure enough, the guy groaned excitedly, stimulated by my wife.
When I looked at the guy's penis again, I was almost startled. It was incredibly thick, a whole size bigger than mine, and also very long. If it were to penetrate my wife's vagina, it would definitely reach places I'd never been before. The glans was now swollen bigger than a duck egg, the mushroom-shaped inguinal canthus forming a distinct barb, and the veins on the shaft were bulging, highlighting its astonishing vitality.
"Looks like my wife's in for a treat!" I thought to myself, secretly surprised.
Just as I was feeling this way, I noticed my wife's delicate white hands had moved to the guy's testicles. I saw her small, white hands cradling two enormous testicles, looking heavy, as if to prove to my wife and me that they were full of semen.
My wife was constantly rubbing and playing with the guy's testicles, as if teasing those millions of sperm to ejaculate into her vagina sooner.
"Oh...ah...oh..." The guy was already too excited to handle it. I thought if I weren't there, he would definitely have already inserted that thick penis into my wife's body.
My wife was just as excited. I was sure that if I weren't there, she would have willingly filled her vagina with that huge, thick, unfamiliar penis. My wife was enduring the torment of sexual desire, mainly because of my position as her husband, and it was her first time!
Seeing my wife and that guy so aroused, I became even more excited. I deliberately whispered in my wife's ear, "Do you want his penis inside you?"
I deliberately used the vulgar word "penis" to further stimulate her!
My wife blushed, nodded up and down, and then quickly shook her head. Like a greedy child who sees something he wants to eat, he really wants to have a good meal, but also hopes for his parents' permission—a strong contradiction.
A surge of controlled pleasure flashed through my mind, and I shifted my gaze back to the young man's genitals. At that moment, my wife's soft, white hand moved to his penis and began to stroke it rapidly, seemingly trying to provoke him into taking the initiative to rape her. It seemed my wife wanted him to be more proactive, so she could satisfy her burgeoning lust while maintaining her image in front of her husband.
The young man, too, seemed to be waiting for his wife's initiative, enduring the intense stimulation of her masturbation while simultaneously intensifying his teasing of her.
I don't know if that guy spread my wife's legs apart, or if she did it herself. I only saw his hand moving constantly. Although I couldn't see my wife's genitals, I could tell from his movements that his hand was definitely inside her.
I could tell my wife was enjoying the pleasure his fingers were giving her, but his fingers were too small to solve the problem. And his fingers didn't seem to be very precise, so my wife seemed to want to reciprocate, but she was afraid of being discovered, so her movements were small, just swaying her hips.
Although she wanted to moan, she seemed worried about me, so she could only suppress intermittent "hmm...hmm...hmm" sounds.
Seeing this, I couldn't bear to let my wife suppress her feelings any longer!
"Since I'm going to let my wife sleep with a stranger sooner or later anyway, I might as well do it now!" I finally made up my mind!
Suddenly, the "Toreador" music started playing in my Xiamen A8.

11.
The stirring music of "The Matador" jolted the three of us, lost in our desires, awake.
My wife, startled by the sudden music, opened her tightly closed eyes and looked at me with a hint of panic.
She was nothing like her usual self. Normally, her delicate features, tall stature, light makeup, and fair skin nurtured by the Jiangnan region made her resemble Yang Guifei reborn. Her black suit, with its barely concealed red lace bra, accentuated her enviable figure, showcasing the characteristics of a modern professional woman.
But now, she was a completely different person. Her face was flushed, her breasts were exposed, her clothes were disheveled, and she was practically naked—a complete harlot.
Suddenly, my wife realized her hand was still holding that guy's penis. A shy expression immediately appeared on her face. She quickly released her hand, saying coquettishly, "Oh, you're so annoying..."
She glanced at his penis again, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. At the same time, she subconsciously closed her parted, plump, white thighs.
The guy's hand, still between my wife's thighs, tried to pull out as her thighs closed, but was trapped by her tightly pressed thighs, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.
"Ah...you're so annoying...ah..." my wife said coquettishly.
At this moment, my wife must have realized that her genitals were still being touched by a strange man, hence her shyness.
While saying coquettishly, she parted her tightly pressed thighs slightly, allowing the guy to naturally pull his hand out.
"Oh..." As soon as the guy pulled his hand out, my wife let out a soft moan, probably feeling even more empty inside.
Following my wife's moans, I looked over and saw that the man's fingers were covered in my wife's vaginal fluid, glistening in the light reflected from the television. It seemed my wife had already produced quite a bit of vaginal fluid.
Just as I was lost in thought, my wife noticed, her already flushed face turning even redder. She playfully slapped me and said, "You're so annoying... what are you looking at... answer the phone!"
Her playful scolding made me quickly release my disheveled wife, pick up my phone, and see it was a call from my boss. I told them, "I need to take this call!"
Then I took the phone and went to the balcony.
It turned out my boss wanted me to remind him to attend an important meeting tomorrow. He was worried about oversleeping, so he called before going to bed to remind him.
After hanging up, I was about to return to the living room when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
"Peeping!"
A surge of excitement welled up inside me. How thrilling it would be to spy on my wife having sex with a strange man! And it would also allow my wife to freely have sex with a strange man. They hadn't gone all the way earlier because I was there, and now the opportunity had arrived!
It was truly a "win-win"
situation! Thinking this, I feigned helplessness and returned to the living room, saying to my wife, "Jinglin! The boss wants me to quickly write a report, due tomorrow at work!!"
"Ah! Then..." A hint of disappointment flashed in my wife's eyes.
I knew she assumed that while I was at the company, she would also let that guy leave, thus ruining tonight's passionate moment.
I was urgently considering whether to let that guy stay at home, or have him leave with me, and then have him sneak back? I needed to choose!
If he stayed home, the voyeurism wouldn't be as exciting, since I had consented, and my wife would also miss out on the thrill of the affair. If he left with me and then came back to have sex with my wife, that would definitely be exciting, but there was a risk: I worried they wouldn't continue.
It really was a case of risk and excitement being directly proportional!
Suddenly, I thought of a perfect solution.
"I'll go to the study to finish some materials. You guys stay here... and continue..." I said.
"Oh, okay..." My wife's eyes lit up with excitement; I knew she was hoping I'd leave soon.
"It's alright! It'll only take me about two hours to finish these materials!" I deliberately gave them time.
"Then come back early! I'll go make some late-night snacks, and we'll eat while we wait for you," my wife seemed to be suggesting they pass the two hours with a late-night snack.
"Okay! Go make some late-night snacks then! I'll go finish my materials!" I wondered how they'd eat their late-night snacks! After saying that, I gave the guy a knowing nod, as a hint, and then pretended to be in a hurry as I went to the computer in the study.
The study was next to the kitchen, so I could hear most of what was happening there. I opened the computer, found some random information, pretended to organize it, and started calculating the time, estimating the progress between my wife and the guy. At the same time, I strained my ears to listen to their movements.
About ten minutes later, I heard my wife's suppressed moans and "tsk...tsk..." coming from the kitchen next door
. I thought they must be getting into foreplay! With that thought, I took off my slippers and tiptoed barefoot to the kitchen door. It was ajar, as if deliberately left for me to peek through. I crouched down and peered inside.
"Ah!" The sight of spring almost made me scream. My wife stood there with her back to me, legs wide apart.
The
straps of her thin black slip dress had been pulled down to her waist, exposing her fair shoulders and full back.
"Where's her black lace bra?" I wondered, but I quickly realized I'd taken it off on the sofa! That's why my wife was completely naked from the waist up.
“Oh…no…no…you have to take it off…” my wife said to the guy in a low voice.
It seemed that guy wanted to strip my wife completely naked.
“Sure! Didn’t he already agree?” the guy replied to my wife.
My wife was still struggling: "No... Ah... Ah... No... He'll go in later..."
It seemed my wife still cared about me, and a pang of sadness welled up inside me. Despite the sadness, my eyes couldn't help but dart towards my wife's body.
I saw that her skirt had been lifted up to her waist, exposing her entire lower body. Her small black thong had been pulled down to her calves, and because her legs were spread apart, the thong was stretched into a thin line.
Her round, white thighs were encased in sheer mesh stockings; the flesh beneath the thin black mesh stockings looked incredibly mysterious and sexy. The contrast between my wife's plump buttocks and the thin black mesh stockings was striking.
"Ah...oh...no...ah..." My wife twisted her fair body, seemingly struggling helplessly, but more like she was wantonly teasing the young man. That coquettish, half-hearted resistance made even me, her husband, a voyeur, feel my blood boil.
Then, I saw a hand on my wife's fair, plump buttocks. The hand on her round, plump buttocks was somewhat jarring; the bronze hand contrasted sharply with the delicate, snow-white skin of her round buttocks, intensely stimulating me.
"No...don't take it off...just...like this..." My wife stopped him from taking off the black halter dress hanging from her waist.
"I want to see you completely naked. Not only is your figure great, but your skin is also so fair and tender. Let me see." The young man persisted, even calling my wife "sister," and began to bewitch her.
"..." My wife seemed to have given up. It seemed the guy's flattery had worked. What woman doesn't like a man's admiration?
Seeing that my wife no longer objected, the guy grabbed her black sundress by the waist and pulled it down. My wife obediently closed her legs, and the black sundress, along with her panties hanging on her calves, was easily pulled off.
At this point, my wife was only wearing black open-crotch pantyhose, which only covered her thighs and half of her plump buttocks, leaving her two plump, snow-white buttocks completely exposed.
"What a beautiful figure!" the guy continued to flatter my wife, pulling the black open-crotch pantyhose down as he spoke.
"No!... It's too much trouble..." My wife, realizing his intention, quickly grabbed the waistband of the black open-crotch pantyhose with one hand to stop him.
"This guy has no sense of romance. Doesn't he know my wife looks even sexier dressed like this?" I cursed inwardly. "But I can't blame him, since it's his first time with a woman. He'd obviously want my wife to be completely naked!"
Just as I was silently cursing him, he squatted behind my wife.
He parted her two plump, white thighs, then spread her soft, white buttocks, revealing her large, fleshy labia. Her entire vulva was completely exposed. I could clearly see her full, plump labia, which, against the backdrop of dark pubic hair, looked incredibly wanton.
Actually, I thought her black open-crotch pantyhose was even more alluring than if she weren't wearing anything, adding even more mystery and temptation to her already mysterious vulva—it was practically a provocation! I secretly admired him, thinking that the guy must be incredibly excited too.
At this moment, my wife was bracing herself on the stove, her beautiful hair cascading from her shoulders to her chest. Her two full, snow-white breasts swayed gently with her heavy breathing. My wife was naked, exposing her plump, white buttocks and wanton, sexy labia to a strange man—it was incredibly stimulating.
"Oh..." Suddenly, my wife let out a suppressed, extremely lewd moan.
I looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the man had pressed his face against my wife's plump, white buttocks. Then I saw him stick out his tongue and begin licking my wife's labia. No wonder my wife was making such a lewd moan.
The man held my wife's buttocks with both hands, his tongue licking and sucking incessantly at the base of her white, tender thighs, making "tsk, tsk" sounds. My wife seemed to be cooperating with him, constantly emitting suppressed, lewd moans of "Oh... Ah..."
This licking and sucking continued for several minutes, and my wife's buttocks began to sway faster and faster.
"Oh...no...I can't...anymore!" My wife finally spoke.
"What's wrong?" The guy stopped licking and asked immediately.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What a fucking idiot! What else could it be? My wife can't take it anymore! She needs you to fuck her! Fuck!!"
I cursed inwardly as I looked at my wife's genitals. Sure enough, it was what I thought.
Between my wife's white, tender buttocks, a large amount of semen had already flowed out. It seemed my wife was really excited. My wife's two plump labia majora were already slightly parted, and I could clearly see the tender flesh of her vaginal opening, which glistened with semen.
Just as I was engrossed in watching, my wife finally started to move.
I saw my wife reach down to the guy's crotch and start groping for something. I guessed she was looking for his penis. Soon, she grabbed his penis through his pants.
Seeing my wife actively touching his penis, the young man became even more excited. He released her, quickly unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his underwear along with his pants, which fell to the ground. Instantly, a thick, long, and erect penis sprang out, its large glans already swollen and reddish-black, with bulging veins faintly visible.
"It seems to have gotten even bigger," I thought to myself in surprise.
My wife's hands seemed to have eyes; she quickly grabbed his thick penis, her delicate white hands gently rubbing the shaft, her thumb rubbing against the large glans. A joyful and expectant smile appeared on my wife's face. I guessed that my wife must have felt the hardness and heat of the young man's penis, which was why she had such an expression.
"It's indeed a good piece of junk—long, thick, hard, and erect," I couldn't help but think, feeling incredibly impressed. My wife's feeling as she held it was, of course, even stronger! I
considered myself to have a penis that wasn't small, but compared to this young man's, it was in a completely different league! No wonder my wife's expression was so expectant and lustful. She must be eager for it to penetrate her right now; what mature young woman wouldn't want her partner's penis to be thick and long? I searched for more reasons to justify my wife's lustful expression, a strong surge of excitement welling up inside me, though mixed with a hint of sourness.
Just then, my wife indeed began pulling the young man's penis towards her plump, white buttocks. It seemed she really needed a forceful penetration.
The young man sensed it too; he placed his hands on my wife's waist, his body following her pull as he leaned against her, the two pressed together.
At this moment, my wife bent her waist, sticking out her round, plump buttocks, assuming a doggy-style position, and once again brought the thick penis to her vagina.
Although the young man had no sexual experience, in this situation, even a dog in heat would know what to do!
Just as I expected, as soon as my wife got into position, that guy pressed his body against her, holding her two round, plump, white, and tender buttocks, spreading her buttocks apart, and aiming his thick penis at her already very wet vaginal opening, he thrust it forward.
"Ah..." My wife let out a completely unrestrained moan, and at the same time, somewhat panicked, she subconsciously looked quickly towards the kitchen doorway.
My wife and I locked eyes.
In
that moment of surprise, I could sense the panic and shame in her dazed gaze.
Instinctively, she lunged forward, seemingly trying to escape or break free of the unfamiliar penis already inserted between her thighs. But she was clearly hesitant; it was merely a subconscious movement born of shame. Her true intention was certainly not to remove that large penis from her body.
However, I knew my wife's state of mind at that moment. It was the first time she had allowed a man other than her husband to insert his large penis into her vagina. The unfamiliar stimulation and the thrill of infidelity would surely overcome any barrier of shame, especially since the large, erect penis inside her was so enormous!
I remember an article that said women are more likely to achieve orgasm when having sex with a third party watching. My wife's expression now completely validated the accuracy of that article.
Just as I expected, after my wife discovered I was peeping, she struggled slightly but quickly stopped. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her plump, white buttocks were swaying rhythmically, seemingly savoring the shape and rhythm of the unfamiliar penis inserted deep into her vagina. She appeared completely unaware of my peeping.
However, I knew my wife had definitely seen me. She was only acting this way to prevent the penis that brought her such intense pleasure from leaving her vagina; she desperately needed to enjoy the feeling of fulfillment that man was giving her. Therefore, my wife could only pretend not to notice me peeping.
The man, on the other hand, genuinely didn't notice me peeping because he had his back to me, and his attention was entirely focused on my wife's body. Even her scream was simply interpreted as a satisfied moan from her as his penis entered her vagina. So, he continued to grip my wife's hips with both hands, thrusting rapidly.
"Oh...no...no...ah...oh..." My wife was moaning incessantly as that guy's huge, thick penis thrust in and out. I couldn't tell if her moans were a sign of pleasure or not, of wanting or not wanting! But based on my understanding of my wife, she definitely needed that guy's vigorous thrusting.
My wife's moans stimulated that guy to thrust even harder. I saw that guy almost pulled his thick, long penis out completely, leaving only the huge glans stuck at the entrance of my wife's vagina, and then forcefully thrust it in to the hilt, giving my wife boundless pleasure. However, it seemed that the huge testicles weren't hitting my wife's labia.
At this moment, I saw my wife twisting her white, tender waist, her plump, snow-white buttocks thrusting back and forth, moaning incessantly: "Ah!...I can't take it anymore...oh..."
Suddenly, that guy also shouted: "Ah..." as if he had received very intense stimulation.
I guessed my wife was starting to use her internal energy, causing her vaginal muscles to clench and relax, giving that guy's penis an incredibly pleasurable sensation. I know my wife's vaginal gripping power is extremely strong; normally, when we make love, she doesn't use her internal energy, mainly because I can't handle that kind of stimulation and ejaculate quickly. But when my wife reaches orgasm, her vagina automatically clenches and relaxes, and I can't tell what state she's in now.
Watching her wanton state, listening to her moans, and with his thick penis being fiercely gripped by my wife's vagina, the guy's sensory and tactile pleasure intensified, causing him to thrust faster and faster. His thick, hard penis moved in and out rapidly, spraying semen everywhere, all over my wife's snow-white thighs.
"Damn! This guy is so fucking lucky! He gets to enjoy my wife's special gripping power on his first time!" I cursed inwardly, but I also felt a strong, perverse stimulation and excitement, and I was amazed by the guy's stamina and endurance.
My wife probably never expected this guy to be so capable. Before, when we talked about sex, I always thought virgins were just all looks and no substance, but now it seems that's not necessarily true. His energetic and rapid thrusting made my wife feel incredibly comfortable, waves of pleasure washing over her. Her
initially suppressed moans now flowed freely, and her wanton expression grew increasingly intense. My wife was swaying her plump, white buttocks with abandon, actively responding to the guy's powerful thrusts! Her pair of large, delicate white breasts trembled wildly with the movement. If my wife hadn't already discovered me peeping, I think she would have already been riding on his penis, because that's her favorite position.
But perhaps my peeping amplified her sexual stimulation, just like me. I felt that watching my wife have sex with a strange man was more exciting and satisfying than doing it myself! That kind of excitement is something I could never achieve through sex alone! I felt my penis had never been so hard, and never so hot! It even felt thicker and longer than before!
Thinking this, I couldn't help but pull out my penis, masturbating while continuing to peek at my wife's lewd performance.
I saw my wife moaning incoherently as that guy's thick, long penis thrust in and out: "Ah...ah...oh...um...um...um...ah..."
My wife's seductive moans further aroused the guy's lust. He reached his hands to my wife's breasts, grabbing her two full, round
, and white breasts, and began to vigorously knead and play with them, while simultaneously increasing the speed of his thrusts. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh, the guy's heavy breathing, and my wife's lewd moans blended together like a perfect trio.
"Oh...ah...faster...faster..." My wife kept thrusting her plump, white buttocks back, moaning incessantly, as if urging the young man something. I guessed she needed even greater arousal, and this position wasn't enough to satisfy her.
I knew that although the young man's penis was longer than mine, in this standing position, a portion of it was being wasted. My wife's plump, white buttocks were not only fleshy but also very pert, preventing his penis from fully penetrating her vagina. Furthermore, his large testicles weren't hitting her labia, thus depriving her of stimulation. My wife
had once told me she loved the sensation of testicles hitting her labia; it was incredibly stimulating!
"Ah...no...oh...ah..." My wife continued her wanton moans, seemingly suspended in mid-air, unable to reach the peak of her sexual desire.
That guy's pretty stupid, he didn't even think to try a different position. I was getting anxious for him!
Just then, my wife suddenly broke free, startling me so much I quickly peeked through the crack in the door.

Fourteen,
I then heard the guy say, "Wh...what's wrong?" His voice sounded a little lost.
"Standing for so long is tiring! Let's sit down!" It was my wife's voice. It seemed she really was going to use the "lotus position" to seduce him—I was right!
Soon I heard the sound of a chair being moved, which fueled my voyeuristic desires. So I secretly went to the crack in the kitchen door and cautiously peeked inside.
I saw the guy already sitting in the chair, facing the door. But he could see me now because my wife was standing in front of him with her legs spread, completely blocking his view. Besides, her mature and sexy body had already captivated his attention!
Whether this arrangement was intentional or unintentional on my wife's part, it gave me an excellent voyeuristic angle. I didn't have to worry about being discovered, and I could see everything clearly.
Relaxed, I focused intently on them.
Just then, I saw my wife lean towards the young man, about to sit on his lap. She reached out to grasp his erect penis, but he impatiently thrust it upwards, hitting her tender buttocks, unable to enter.
"Ah..." my wife cried out lasciviously.
Then, she said softly, "Let me..."
With that, she lifted her plump, white buttocks slightly, reached down and grasped his erect penis. Holding it with one hand, she parted her labia with the other, guiding it to her vulva, aiming it at her opening, and then sat down on him.
Then I saw the guy's thick penis slowly pushing into my wife's vagina. My wife's snow-white buttocks moved in rhythm with her movements, and with each movement, the thick penis went in a little further. Soon, my wife had half of the thick penis inside, and I heard her let out a satisfied moan: "Ah..."
I guessed that my wife was feeling the fullness and pleasure of the penis, and she couldn't help but get excited, so she couldn't help but moan lasciviously. At this moment, my wife forcefully sat between the guy's thighs, and the thick, large penis slid in with a sound, all the way to the end, definitely reaching the depths of her vagina that I had never been able to penetrate before.
"Ah... Oh... So deep!" my wife cried out excitedly twice.
I stared carefully at the point where their genitals were joined and found that only two large testicles were exposed. Moreover, because my wife was sitting so tightly, the two testicles were slightly deformed by the pressure. I was certain that the guy's penis had penetrated deep into my wife's core, close to the cervix.
After my wife sat on that guy's penis and savored the full and satisfying pleasure, her snow-white buttocks couldn't help but start swaying. She wrapped her arms around him, gently lifting her plump buttocks to pull his penis out halfway, then forcefully slammed it down again with a "smack."
"Oh..." my wife moaned lasciviously as she moved.
It seemed this position truly gave my wife immense pleasure; she moved faster and faster, her moans growing louder.
"Oh...oh...ah..." The guy's penis, stimulated by my wife's intense movements, soon began to moan along, and he reached out to hold my wife's plump, white buttocks, moving in sync with her up-and-down motion.
This "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" position is indeed very suitable for my wife. In this position, she is in control. Since the man has no sexual experience or skills, the initiative is with her; she can penetrate deeply and direct the penis wherever she wants.
"Ah...it's so full...oh...faster...ah..." my wife cried out loudly. I
remember seeing this description on a website: the woman-on-top position allows the woman to control the depth and speed of the penis inside the vagina. This position allows the penis to provide indirect but intense stimulation to the clitoris, making it easier for some women to reach orgasm than when under the man, and my wife is one of those women.
Looking at my wife again, she was already writhing her fair body intensely, constantly changing angles, letting the penis move in and out of her vagina up and down, forward and backward. Lost in the moment, she shook her head and swayed her hips, her hair whipping around, her two full breasts bouncing wildly, waves of flesh rippling across her chest.
"So good, so deep." My wife moved her body wildly, her moans growing louder and louder.
Some books compare the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" position to piston-like motion, like the movement of an air pump, and
that's absolutely true! Seeing his mature and sexy wife so wanton, the guy kept thrusting his hips up and down to match her movements, his hands constantly busy, sometimes grabbing and kneading her breasts, sometimes holding her buttocks and helping to lift them. Being a college student, this guy progressed quickly and soon knew how to coordinate with my wife during intercourse.
"Ah... harder... ah... faster!... ah..." The guy kept shouting as he coordinated with my wife's movements, especially when she sat down, his hands pressed down harder, increasing the force of her sitting down.
"Oh..."
After a vigorous thrusting session, my wife was soon drenched in sweat, her juices flowing freely. A wave of pleasure washed over her, quickly engulfing her. She cried out and leaned against the young man, her vagina overflowing with fluids that flowed down his thick, large penis.
But the young man showed no signs of fatigue; being a physical education student, he was even more vigorous than before. He lifted my wife's buttocks with both hands, raising and lowering her. When he lifted her, my wife's vulva was wide open, his large scrotum hanging below, my wife's wet labia gripping the head of his penis.
As I lowered the penis and inserted it fully, my wife continued like this for about half a minute. After a short rest, she regained her strength. She then lifted her snow-white buttocks and continued stroking the large penis. At the same time, she reached down and grasped the man's large testicles, teasing them as if trying to ejaculate the semen stored within into her vagina. Soon, the sounds of thrusting filled the air. Accompanied
by these sounds, my wife's movements in the man's arms quickened. Suddenly, she let out an extremely excited moan: "Ah... to the... oh... to the... oh... ah!"
Hearing her wanton cries, and looking at her snow-white buttocks, I saw them trembling. Based on past experience, I estimated that the tender flesh inside her vagina was already tightly gripping and sucking the man's penis.
Sure enough, I soon heard the guy yell, "Ah... I'm... going to... cum..."
He then pressed my wife's buttocks down, thrusting his large penis upwards with force. My wife, meanwhile, began to lift her plump, white buttocks, rapidly moving her penis up and down. Looking at his testicles remaining in the cleft of my wife's white buttocks, I saw them contract and expand repeatedly. At that moment, thick, white fluid immediately oozed from between my wife's slightly raised buttocks and labia.
"It's over! It's over!" I instinctively cried out in my mind.
Fifteen,
at this moment, I felt extremely disappointed, although I also felt a strong sense of excitement. Because during a previous hospital checkup, the doctor had told me that the position of intercourse is closely related to pregnancy.
And now, the position my wife and that guy were in for intercourse was definitely the least likely to result in pregnancy. According to the doctor, standing and sitting positions are the least likely to lead to conception. Because the female reproductive organs droop and the vaginal opening is open during sexual intercourse, most of the semen flows out of the body as the penis is withdrawn after intercourse, making the chance of conception extremely low.
The current situation is exactly as the doctor described.
"Borrowing sperm! Borrowing sperm! It seems there's no hope this time!" I sighed inwardly.
Although I was sighing inwardly, I still clung to a sliver of hope. The doctor had told me that during normal intercourse, the strong contractions of the uterus and vaginal sphincter during orgasm help sperm ascend. Some describe this contraction as creating a strong "sucking" effect, assisting sperm into the uterine cavity and migrating to the fallopian tubes for fertilization.
My wife definitely had an orgasm; I hoped she could suck that guy's sperm into her uterus! Oh my god! How could I have such thoughts, actually hoping my wife would have a strong orgasm! Was I psychologically abnormal, or did I really want my wife to get pregnant with that guy's child?
Just then, I helplessly glanced at my wife again. I saw her constantly writhing her plump, white buttocks, seemingly making a final squeeze to extract the guy's semen, while continuing to moan lewdly: "I'm shooting... oh... shoot quickly... oh... shoot it all in... quick..."
My wife was moaning so wantonly! At the same time, her plump, white buttocks were moving up and down incessantly.
At that moment, I truly hoped the doctor was right, and that she could suck that guy's sperm into his uterus.
About ten minutes later, my wife stopped masturbating, holding that guy and panting heavily. His penis was still reluctant to leave my wife's vagina; it didn't seem to immediately soften, just wasn't as hard as before!
Meanwhile, my wife's vagina was still contracting in waves, probably because the afterglow of her recent orgasm hadn't faded.
"Damn it! He fucked my wife to death, letting him satisfy his lust," I cursed inwardly, while simultaneously feeling immense physical excitement, an urgent need to release; my anger had completely transformed into sexual arousal.
I rushed into the kitchen, ignoring their feelings, rushed to my wife, pulled her off that guy, and then scooped her up in my arms. I felt my wife instinctively cover her genitals with her hand, probably worried that the semen he had ejaculated inside her would leak out.
Was my wife worried about the failed attempt at sperm donation? Or did she like that guy's semen? I didn't think about it much, nor did I have the mind to.
The guy remained sitting there, probably startled by my actions, or perhaps simply too tired to move after ejaculation. At that moment, I paid little attention to him; I just carried my wife into the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.
I removed her hand from her genitals, revealing her engorged and bright red labia majora, a stark contrast to her pale thighs. The dark pubic hair surrounding her swollen labia was stained with vaginal discharge and the guy's semen, which continued to gush out with the change in position, dripping onto the bed.
Seeing the thick semen slowly flowing out, I felt even more excited, and a sudden urge arose within me to put his semen back in.
Thinking this, I grabbed my already erect penis and thrust it into my wife's open vagina like a rape, pounding and shoving roughly. Waves of intense pleasure washed over me.
"Ah...oh...husband...your penis...it's so good, so hard now!" my wife lewdly praised me, raising her white, tender buttocks in response. At the same time, I felt her vagina gripping and sucking my penis, a sensation I never felt during our usual lovemaking. I
didn't know if she was praising me out of guilt, or if my penis was genuinely harder than usual! But I felt incredibly stimulated and exhilarated. Seeing my wife's wantonness stirred a strange feeling within me.
"How about it? Mine's much bigger than your 'wild husband'!" I deliberately referred to him as her "wild husband" to provoke her.
"Ugh...oh...big...ah..." my wife responded excitedly, squeezing my penis tightly, making me feel like I was about to ejaculate.
"Being penetrated by two cocks in a row...it feels so good...doesn't it..." I panted as I teased my wife with obscene words, gripping her large buttocks and thrusting rapidly. My
wife's buttocks writhed, and she moaned sweetly and wantonly, "Oh...good...faster...faster...oh..."
When I reached my climax, I pulled my entire cock out, turning her pink, tender vaginal flesh inside out, bringing with it a gush of love juice. Only the head of my penis remained between her labia, and then I thrust it in again with all my might, leaving only my testicles slapping against her labia.
My wife's soft, white lower abdomen moved rhythmically in response. She kneaded her breasts with one hand, arched her back, and threw her head back, letting out a cry of "Ah!" She had reached another climax. I had never seen my wife so wanton before!
I suddenly realized how stimulating and pleasurable sex was now, something we never experienced before. Even my wife's vagina felt different; the friction and suction inside her vagina felt incredibly fresh.
Was this the effect of her intercourse with that guy, or was it the semen he ejaculated that had a special effect? It
was definitely different!
The waves of pleasure surging through my lower body made me forget everything else, focusing all my attention on the friction between my glans and the tender flesh of my wife's vaginal walls.
I pulled my penis almost completely out, leaving only the glans between my wife's labia, then thrust it in with all my might, pumping rapidly back and forth. The intense stimulation caused my wife to scream hysterically.
After more than ten minutes of thrusting, I brought my wife to another orgasm. I felt a surge of pleasure myself, and looking at my wife beneath me, I saw she still seemed unsatisfied. Seeing my usually very proper wife so wanton in bed filled me with immense satisfaction.
My wife's wanton expression intensely stimulated me, and I increased the speed of my thrusts. Under my powerful and forceful assault, my wife trembled and let out wanton moans.
I continued to fuck her for about half an hour, feeling her vagina contracting strongly. Suddenly, my body shuddered, and I ejaculated.
I lazily lay on top of her, breathing in the orchid-like fragrance emanating from her mouth. She quietly enjoyed the pleasure after her orgasm.
"That was so good, but it was a little short. Little Ma lasted for more than half an hour, and you only lasted less than half an hour. You said old ginger is spicier, humph!" My wife deliberately provoked me.
I knew immediately that my wife wasn't completely satisfied, so I said to her, "Still short? I've been inside for more than half an hour! Do you still want more?! Then let Little Stallion do it again?"
After saying that, I turned around to look for that guy and found that he had followed me into the bedroom at some point. I guessed he had seen the whole crazy sex show that my wife and I had just had! I noticed the guy
's face was flushed, as if he'd been greatly stimulated. Looking down at his genitals, I saw that after half an hour's rest, he'd regained his strength, and his thick penis was already erect again, seemingly even bigger and thicker than before. I guessed this was related to him witnessing my wife and me's live sex act.
"Young people are really something, they recover so fast! It's fucking big again now!" I cursed inwardly.
Strangely enough, although I was cursing him, I actually hoped he would continue having sex with my wife. Looking at his erect, thick penis, I felt incredibly excited.
And I also noticed that the guy's penis was even more aroused than before. So I said to him, "Little Ma, do you want to do it with your wife again?"
Little Ma immediately stood up, his face flushed, and nodded shyly.
"Then hurry up and come on!" I said, rolling off my wife's body to make room for him.
"Ah...ah...it's flowing out...ah..." my wife suddenly cried out. Following her cry, I looked down at her genitals and saw a stream of white liquid, a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, flowing from her beautiful vulva. I quickly used my hand to close her plump labia, hoping to stop the flow of semen.
Although I knew very well that what was flowing from my wife's vagina was definitely not just my semen—I knew I couldn't ejaculate that much in one go—most of it must have been that guy's semen!
But now I was helping a stranger, plugging his sperm inside my wife's body! Good heavens! What kind of situation is this! My heart was filled with indescribable complex emotions!
My mind was complicated, but my actions were decisive. I used my hands to close my wife's plump labia majora and minora, but some semen still leaked out from below. It seemed only my penis could stop it!
I thought to myself, "Oh God! What should I do?!"...
Sixteen,
at this moment, I subconsciously turned around to look for that guy, only to find him still standing there, stunned!
I knew what he was thinking at that moment; he desperately wanted to pounce on my wife and thrust his thick penis into her vagina. But he saw me beside him, which was why he was so at a loss!
I wanted to give him space, but a man's innate possessiveness prevented me from moving.
Just then, I suddenly felt a sharp pinch on my buttocks, and heard my wife say in a seductive voice, "Ugh! Get out of the way! How am I supposed to get here?!"
The pinch made me instinctively jump back. I thought to myself, "So it's my wife urging me to make room for that guy. Looks like she really needs his big penis!"
Seeing that I was further away from my wife, and with her encouraging words, the guy finally slowly approached the bedside. But I noticed his penis seemed to have softened a bit; he probably felt some psychological pressure being so close.
My wife quickly noticed this too: "Ugh! Look at you, dragging your feet, making him soften up!"
My wife was a little annoyed.
Hearing her scolding, I quickly put on a smile and almost instinctively said, "It's okay, just touch his dick and it'll get hard!"
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it so much I wanted to slap myself a hundred times! I really hoped my wife hadn't heard that!
But her answer proved me wrong!
"Okay!" My wife quickly responded, "Come on! Little Ma! Your older brother asked me to help you!"
Good heavens! The guy, as if receiving a command, quickly climbed onto the bed. Finally, a strange man was on my wedding bed!
My wife then had the guy lie on his side next to her, her head resting against his muscular stomach. She slightly turned her mature, fair body to the side, reached out her delicate hand, and grasped the guy's somewhat limp penis. Then, she gave me a flirtatious glance out of the corner of her eye.
At this point, I dared not show any objection or expression, only offering a reluctant, encouraging look!
My expression probably pleased my wife, so she gave a wicked smile, looking extremely lewd. Then, she used her delicate hand to stroke the slowly hardening penis, and then stuck out her tongue to lick it.
"Oh!..." Soon, I heard the guy let out a pleasurable groan.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that the guy's penis quickly hardened. My wife completely engulfed the young man's swollen glans in her mouth, while her other hand continuously stroked his two large testicles. Those testicles felt incredibly heavy in her hands, like they were filled with seeds of conception!
She sucked on his penis for a while, then released the glans from her mouth, continuing to suck on the shaft with her lips, slowly licking down from the swollen glans until she happily reached the two large testicles. Then, she
gave me a lewd glance out of the corner of her eye, opened her sexy little mouth, and took the young man's left heavy testicle into her mouth. Soon, only one testicle remained on his penis, and her mouth swelled up, like she was holding an egg.
She rolled the testicle in her mouth for a while, then released it again, and began licking from the base of his fully erect penis towards the glans.
I think by this point, my wife must have realized that the guy's penis was more pleasurable than mine. Not only was it longer and thicker, but its erection was definitely harder, not to mention the stimulation from my wife's wanton act. Soon,
my wife's legs, which were already tightly pressed together, tightened even more. I guess the sensation of the guy's penis going in and out of her mouth was giving her a strong, itchy feeling.
It seemed my wife really needed a man's penis
inside her! But the guy didn't move at all. I guess my wife was enjoying it so much that he forgot what he was supposed to be doing!
Seeing this, I couldn't help but say to the guy, "Hey! Little Ma, it's your turn to fuck your sister-in-law!" Before
the words were even out of my mouth, I felt like slapping myself a hundred times! "I'm such a bastard!" I cursed myself silently!
Upon hearing my words, the young man quickly stood up, only to find his large glans still tightly held in my wife's mouth. Because he was in such a hurry to get up, his glans was forcibly pulled out of her mouth with a "bang," like popping a champagne bottle!
Seeing the young man's penis leave her mouth, my wife knew her lower body would soon be filled, so she happily adjusted her position, spreading her round, white thighs, waiting for the young man's re-entry!
The young man pounced between my wife's legs, forcefully inserting his penis into her vagina, and began to thrust vigorously.
"Oh! It's all the way in!... It's so full!" Perhaps because my wife had been in heat for a while, her wanton moans began as soon as the young man entered.
Because my wife was lying on her back, and the young man was on top of her, she couldn't see me at all, but I could clearly see her genitals.
Unable to see my wife's eyes, I felt much more relaxed, and my thoughts slowly shifted to watching them make love.
I stared intently at the point where the man and my wife were joined, watching his penis thrust wildly inside my wife's vagina. Each thrust was large and forceful; when it withdrew, only the thick glans remained wedged between her labia, and when it plunged in, it almost forced its two large testicles into her slightly parted labia.
The rapid thrusting made a series of "plop, plop" sounds as they joined together.
"Ah...ah...ah...so good...your cock is so big...so good...so good...I've never felt so good before...ah..."
Upon hearing my wife's erotic moans, the man intensified his thrusting, increasing both the force and speed. He pulled his incredibly thick penis all the way out and then thrust it back in, pumping it as far as it could into my wife's vagina.
After a while, he grabbed my wife's delicate, white feet and pressed them forcefully against her full breasts, almost squeezing them against her soft, white flesh. My wife's plump, white buttocks were raised higher off the bed, her tender vulva fully exposed before my eyes.
I stared at my wife's genitals again; they were now soaking wet, the vaginal fluid wetting the man's testicles and pubic hair.
His thick penis continued to thrust vigorously... thrusting...
"Oh... oh..." My wife could only utter single words.
Suddenly, my wife shuddered, her plump labia and perineum contracting in waves. Streams of vaginal fluid slowly flowed down the young man's wildly thrusting penis, accompanied by the rhythmic slapping of his testicles. My wife had reached orgasm, waves of pleasure washing over her entire body…
“Oh… ah…” my wife moaned joyfully and wantonly, “Ah… ah ah… so good!”
Before she could finish speaking, her moans were replaced by even louder ones.
At this moment, my wife seemed to have completely forgotten that I, her husband, was still in the house. Just as the young man withdrew his penis, my wife pushed her plump buttocks back, dodging his penetration. Then, I saw my wife quickly flip her full, white body and kneel on the bed.
“Hurry up! Thrust in from behind!” My wife seemed to completely disregard my presence, actively spreading her round, white thighs and directing the young man!
Seeing that my wife was already in position, the young man obediently moved behind her plump buttocks, his hands naturally gripping her hips.
My wife quickly reached down and grabbed the young man's penis, grasping its incredibly hard shaft. She then brought it to her labia, rubbing the young man's swollen glans against her labia a few times, forcing them open further.
Suddenly, my wife released her grip on the shaft and thrust her plump, white buttocks back.
With a "plop," the thick penis was fully inserted into my wife's already wet vagina.
"Ah! So good!..." My wife let out a satisfied, wanton moan, her left hand supporting her on the bed, her right hand reaching down to the young man's genitals, grasping his two large, heavy testicles, and playing with them incessantly, as if gauging how much semen was inside.
Meanwhile, the guy's hands weren't idle either. He reached up to my wife's chest, grabbing her full, soft breasts and kneading them incessantly. At the same time, he thrust his penis back and forth rapidly and forcefully against my wife's plump, white buttocks like a dog mating.
This peculiar stimulation left my wife weak all over, her small mouth open, moaning lasciviously, "Oh! Faster! Faster... Ah!... Thrust... Thrust into my... Clit... Ah... Ah..."
In this animalistic mating position, my wife and the guy continued for about half an hour. My wife finally reached orgasm, her plump, white buttocks writhing rapidly up and down, quickly causing the guy's breathing to become rapid.
Based on my experience, I knew the guy would soon ejaculate.
Sure enough, after two minutes, I heard the guy let out an "Ah..." and then he grabbed my wife's waist and thrust forward forcefully. I stared at his testicles and saw that they were contracting repeatedly. I knew that my wife's vagina and uterus had once again received the hot, thick semen of a stranger.
"Ah... Oh... So hot, so much..." my wife moaned incoherently.
My eyes, however, were fixed on the point where my wife and the guy's genitals were joined. ...

Seventeen,
my mind went blank; I only knew to stare at the point where my wife and the guy's genitals were joined.
At this moment, the guy's penis was still throbbing, and his large testicles were still contracting, though not as quickly and intensely as before. I guessed that the guy hadn't completely ejaculated.
Looking at my wife's vulva, it was still slightly clenching, as if trying to absorb the semen that the guy had ejaculated into her.
They remained pressed together for about ten minutes. I noticed that the man's penis finally went limp and slowly slid out of my wife's vagina, leaving only the glans between her labia. Then
I noticed some white fluid flowing from below my wife's labia. I knew without looking that it was the man's semen that had just ejaculated inside her. That was the fluid my wife and I desperately needed, yet it was also the fluid that most men find most repulsive—another man ejaculating inside their wives.
I was torn. Should I let this semen, which was unacceptable to normal men, flow out, or should I leave it inside my wife?
Just as I was lost in thought, I suddenly heard my wife cry out, "Oh no! It's about to come out!"
Following her cry, I looked over and saw that the man's penis was now completely limp, with only the glans softly held by my wife's plump labia majora. A thin stream of thick, white semen mixed with my wife's vaginal fluid was flowing out.
Hearing my wife's cries, the guy seemed at a loss, instinctively pressing his body against hers, probably trying to re-insert his penis to stop the leaking semen. However, his now-soft penis couldn't penetrate again. Seeing his
pathetic state, I couldn't help but laugh, thinking to myself: "So you can be soft now, huh? I thought you were made of iron!"
Just as I was feeling smug, my wife cried out again, "Honey! Think of something quick!"
Hearing her urgent cry, I quickly said to the guy, "Get up! Let me help your wife!"
Hearing this, the guy scrambled off my wife's fair and sexy body, jumping off the bed as if fleeing. I hurriedly climbed onto the bed and went to my wife's side. Looking at her lower body, it was truly a mess.
My wife's vulva, fresh from the recent penetration, appeared incredibly plump and tender. Her labia majora were a deep reddish-brown and thick, while her labia minora were engorged and slightly parted. Her clitoris was erect and engorged, and the entire vaginal opening was wet. Sticky semen flowed between her slightly parted, full labia.
Intrigued, I couldn't resist reaching out and parting my wife's two plump labia majora slightly, revealing the tender flesh of her vaginal opening and the protruding clitoris above her labia.
"Oh!" My wife let out a wanton moan as soon as I touched her sensitive labia! At the same time, she instinctively parted her two plump, white thighs slightly, seemingly waiting for my penetration!
With her thighs parted, I could see her lovely, pink clitoris even more clearly.
Seeing my wife's wanton genitals, I couldn't help but gently stroke her protruding clitoris with my finger. The moment I touched it, the tender flesh of my wife's vulva contracted strongly. Immediately, a large amount of thick semen gushed out from the pink vaginal opening and flowed down between the labia.
"Ah!... Oh!" This time, my wife moaned lasciviously, squeezing her plump, white thighs together!
Seeing her round, white thighs, I quickly rolled her over, changing her from a prone position to a supine position, and then placed a pillow under her plump buttocks. I remembered
a doctor telling me during a previous checkup that the easiest position for conception is the man-on-top, woman-on-bottom, supine position. Ideally, the woman should lie supine with her knees slightly bent and apart during ejaculation, so that the semen is sprayed around the cervix. When the external os of the cervix is immersed in the semen, it creates favorable conditions for sperm to enter the uterus.
However, it seems this is no longer possible, because my wife was kneeling when that guy ejaculated on her. Although she eventually lay down, she wasn't supine with her knees apart. Therefore, I don't know if that guy ejaculated around my wife's cervix!
However, the doctor also said that sexual position isn't the absolute factor in determining pregnancy. The key is for the woman to elevate her hips and lie on her back for 0.5-1 hour after intercourse. This helps the cervix to be immersed in the pool of semen in the posterior fornix of the vagina, facilitating sperm movement into the cervix.
Now, I just hoped that putting a pillow under my wife's buttocks would help that guy's sperm smoothly enter her uterus!
After doing all this, I did notice that my wife seemed to be leaking less semen.
"The doctor was right! You have to believe science!" I thought to myself with some emotion.
Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: why not use my penis to push that guy's semen around my wife's cervix? If I did that, wouldn't it be just like the doctor said, that guy's semen was ejaculated around my wife's cervix?
Thinking of this, I excitedly pounced on my wife's mature, fair body! Just as I was about to lift my penis and insert it, I found that my wife was holding my erect penis.
"Ah! Honey, what are you doing! Xiao Ma's semen is still inside!" My wife grabbed my penis and asked.
"Come on! Let me push Xiao Ma's sperm into your uterus. The doctor said it's easier to get pregnant this way!" I replied eagerly. "Besides, I'll ejaculate again. Maybe we'll have our own child!"
"This... is that okay?" My wife hesitated. "Don't pull all his stuff out again!"
"No! If you lie like this, you'll just insert all his semen. It won't come out!" I reassured her.
After hearing my explanation, my wife opened her tightly closed thighs slightly and guided my penis to her vaginal opening, saying, "Be careful not to pull his stuff out!"
"Okay!" I spread her legs and thrust my penis all the way into her wet, strangely smelling vagina, all the way in. Then, like a pile driver, I thrust in quickly and forcefully, as if I were trying to pump all of that guy's semen into my wife's uterus.
At this moment, with the two ejaculations from that guy inside her, combined with her own vaginal fluids, her vagina felt incredibly slippery. And since she was still in the throes of orgasm, her vagina was truly tight, slippery, warm, and soft. It felt amazing.
A hundred rapid, pounding thrusts reignited her waning orgasm! She cried out again with pleasure:

"Ah!!...Husband! Yours is so thick...so long!...It's killing me! Oh!...It's all in...ah!"
"What, all in!?" I deliberately asked as I thrust, "Is it that all of Xiao Ma's semen went in?"
My wife blushed slightly and hugged my neck tightly: "You're so annoying...it's yours that went in all...ah...of course...and..."
"Of course what else..." I deliberately pressed, increasing the force of my thrusts.
"Ah!...So good!...And Xiao Ma's thing went in too!...Ugh!"
"What's Xiao Ma's thing?!" I teasingly pressed my wife again!
Seeing my repeated questioning, my wife simply revealed her lewd side: "It's Xiao Ma's semen that just came in...twice! So thick, so hot semen...Ah...I need it so much!"
Seeing my wife's lewd appearance, I became even more excited and increased the speed of my thrusting: "Then let me help you insert all of his semen!"
"Hurry up! Husband, I want you to insert all of his semen, don't waste a single drop!" My wife responded lewdly as she began to wiggle her white, tender buttocks in rhythm with my thrusting!
After hearing my wife's lewd answer, I buried my head and kept going hard, thinking that I mustn't waste that guy's semen.
I continued like this for over half an hour. I could feel her reaching orgasm several times during this period. A few times, I could clearly feel my wife's vagina and cervix gripping and sucking my penis, almost making me ejaculate.
"Oh...it's hitting the spot...ah...ah ah...ah...your is so long...ah...ah ah...ah ah...ah! ah...ah..."
She climaxed again, my wife raising her two white, tender legs, her plump buttocks swaying incessantly around my waist. At this moment, I felt extremely satisfied! Finally, amidst my wife's almost frenzied moans, after dozens more full-force thrusts, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated my somewhat runny semen into her body.
My wife and I hugged each other tightly, fully experiencing the pleasure of sex. When we came to our senses, we found that the guy had left sometime earlier, without leaving anything behind.
"Why did he leave?" my wife said to herself with some disappointment.
"Maybe he found out I was more virile than him, so he left without saying goodbye!" I was relieved that the guy left without a word, because I didn't know how to end things.
"No way!" my wife immediately retorted, "His is much thicker and longer than yours! It's just that he doesn't have as much sexual experience as you!"
After saying that, my wife suddenly seemed to realize something, and her face immediately turned red. I noticed and immediately followed up, "So, did he feel good inside you? Did he penetrate you to places I've never been before?"
I deliberately teased my wife, "Should I drive over and chase him back right now?"
"You're so annoying! You're teasing us. We're just borrowing his seed!" My wife laughed at me like that, and while playfully hitting me, she argued, "I wouldn't care about his length or girth!"
Hearing my wife say that, I knew that my wife hadn't completely let go yet. I planned to remove all of my wife's shyness one day and turn her into a mature and wanton young woman. Thinking this to myself, I replied to my wife, "I know! I know my wife is doing this entirely for me!"
"But honestly," I said, stroking my wife's soft breasts, "the thrill of making love with my wife in front of other men is indeed exceptionally strong, and..."
"Ugh...and what..." my wife said, blushing even more.
"And when another man ejaculates inside you and then penetrates you again, I feel even more comfortable..." I deliberately paused halfway through my sentence, then asked, "Wife, how do you feel?"
"I'm not telling you!" my wife said, feigning anger.
I knew my wife was just pretending to be angry; she probably really wanted to discuss this with me. She was only acting this way because she was worried about my opinion. So I continued, "Honey, tell me, I really want to know. You know I love you so much, let me share your pleasure!"
"You really want me to tell you?" My wife looked at me with a mixture of doubt and skepticism, unable to resist my pleading.
"Tell me quickly! My dear wife! A couple should be like this, sharing joy and enjoying what they have together." I reiterated my affirmation.
Hearing this, my wife nestled against me, moved, and whispered, "Thank you, my dear husband! I felt so excited and comfortable..."
Then my wife told me everything about her experience with that guy. From her, I learned that his penis had indeed penetrated deep into my vagina, a place I had never reached before. However, my wife still said that in lovemaking, technique is more important than length.
While listening to my wife describe her experience with another man, I thrust my penis back into her vagina, and another great battle ensued.
Afterwards, my wife told me it was the happiest day of her life because she was penetrated five times by two men, receiving five ejaculations from two men, and more importantly, experiencing the pleasure of a man other than her husband for the first time.
I also said it was the happiest day of my life,
because my wife was the happiest today. I also experienced the greatest pleasure today, ejaculating three times, each time with such frenzy and joy.

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