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My Wife Cooperates with My Adulterous Wife 6 (Wife and Uncle) Author: Soft Tuner 

Chapter 6: Wife and Uncle Yu 2 Continuing from the previous topic, I left a cliffhanger last time: whether my wife had engaged in group sex with Uncle Yu and Uncle Yu. Many people thought it was a done deal, and I thought so too at the time. But in the end, it was neither confirmed nor denied, because the way they were in the end made it hard to define whether it was a threesome. I'll continue writing, and you can all give your opinions. Last time, I told you about how my little slut was digitally assaulted by Uncle Yu in a private room at a restaurant near Taiyanggong Bridge in Beijing. Even now, my wife and I still occasionally eat there; aside from other things, the food is quite good. My wife and Uncle Yu have changed a lot in the past few months. Being walked with a dog and having sex with a collar has become almost the norm, and there's also Uncle Yu as an audience member. Even when having sex with me, I often pull on my wife's dog leash while fucking her. For example, my wife is lying on her stomach, and I penetrate her from behind, holding the dog leash in my hand. The psychological impact is quite strong. This made me eager to try a threesome with my wife, so I kept finding her single men, but she kept refusing, not even chatting with them on QQ, with one reason: she wasn't interested. I guess I figured that for me to have a threesome, my wife needed to find a single man who also liked threesomes with couples, but I didn't know how likely that was... So I pinned my hopes on Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu, hoping they could successfully turn my seemingly virtuous wife into a slut that anyone could sleep with, or even a slut that several men could sleep with at once. Immediately after, the second incident of being verbally assaulted by Uncle Yu occurred, probably about a week later. I remember it was a Saturday. My wife was wearing a long red dress, ankle-length, but elasticated and very tight, covering her buttocks, thighs, and calves completely. Her underwear was visible. Looking in the mirror, she remarked that it was as if she wasn't wearing anything at all, as every mark on her body was visible. Before leaving, she changed into a thong. Her upper body was covered in a black, low-cut, tight-fitting short-sleeved t-shirt, the kind with some lace detailing, and her black bra was also faintly visible. Wearing that outfit, I imagine every man on the street would turn their head to look. Her curves were fully exposed, revealing her cleavage and at least a third of her white breasts. The location for the meal changed; it wasn't near Taiyanggong as before, but to the west. Anyone who lives in Beijing should have had the experience of going on a weekend outing to Mentougou in the west. There are many resorts and villas there, like "Xishuiwan" or "Qianshuiwan," catering to city dwellers on outings or for company/organizational trips. This time, it was a resort about 25 kilometers into Mentougou. I won't mention the name, but it was the same place Uncle Gan and his friends used to frequent for meetings and vacations. As soon as I heard the location, my penis got hard. I figured a resort like this, frequented by regulars, would be much more convenient for lewd activities than restaurants in the city. I thought Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu, those two old men, were definitely going to have a threesome with my wife. This time, Uncle Gan didn't pick my wife up. She was planning to take a taxi, and Uncle Gan offered to reimburse her. But I insisted on driving her there; I really enjoyed the thrill of personally taking my wife to be raped. My penis was hard the whole way. My wife touched it a few times, laughing and saying she'd never seen a man who enjoyed being a cuckold so much. On the way, I asked my provocatively dressed wife to give me oral sex several times, but she just said that she didn't like the taste of my mouth afterwards, and that only I liked what others had already used. We only had a few French kisses on the way. After about 40 minutes, we reached an intersection with a mountain road leading directly uphill. My wife was worried that I would be seen by Uncle Gan and his gang if I drove in, so she got out of the car at the entrance. She was led inside by a waiter from the resort, and the waiter's smile looked like she was watching her prey being led into the tiger's den. The thought of my wife being molested by Uncle Yu was incredibly exciting. Later, my wife said that while I was still stuck in traffic, Uncle Yu's hands were already on her breasts. As soon as my wife entered the private room, Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu had already ordered the food and were waiting. After instructing the waiter not to call them in, they closed the door, and Uncle Yu pulled my wife onto his lap, holding her tightly and kissing her neck and ears, saying he had missed her terribly. After the first time he had finger-raped her, Uncle Yu was no longer polite. Uncle Yu was initially unhappy with his wife's long dress because he couldn't put his hands under it. He even complained to his uncle, saying that his uncle hadn't trained her properly, how could she wear such a long dress? But later he discovered that the dress was made of very good material; it felt like touching flesh no matter where it was. And with his wife sitting in his lap, her low-cut T-shirt revealed her breasts, which were right in front of him. Uncle Yu's attention was completely focused on her breasts. At first, his hands caressed his wife's slender waist, then slowly moved upwards, placing them under her bra, feeling the weight of her breasts covered by the bra. He touched her shoulders and arms, and finally couldn't resist placing his hand on half of her exposed breast, repeatedly saying, "Soft, so soft," and even telling his uncle, "You're so lucky!" Before long, a large hand reached inside his wife's bra, playing with her breasts. His other hand tightly embraced his wife's waist, holding her firmly against his body. I asked my wife what Uncle Yu was doing. She said he was just watching. I wondered if he also had an interest in watching his woman being fucked. My wife said he was eating while watching, and then he asked her to put some food on his plate. So she put a piece of chicken on his plate, but he said no, he wanted to put it directly in his mouth, saying he was getting old and needed her to take care of him. Uncle Yu laughed, and my wife obediently added the chicken to his mouth. He was playing with my wife's soft, firm breasts while she fed him meat and vegetables. As my wife told me this, I was reminded of that scene, and I was incredibly envious of Uncle Yu. My wife said Uncle Yu's hands were very big; one of her breasts couldn't fit into his hand. She even said to him, "Your hands are so big!" Uncle Yu laughed and said, "You like big hands?" My wife nodded—she did like big hands, especially the slightly rough feel. Uncle Yu was very happy and said that if she liked it, he would let my wife experience the feeling of big hands every day. Uncle Yu also sat down next to my wife and Uncle Yu to feed her. The wife said she would also feed her uncle. The three of them ate and played for a while. Uncle Yu said that he couldn't let his wife's left "breast" be too happy, so he had to touch his wife's right "breast". "Breast" was a word that Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan often used. They called breasts "breasts".--A bit vulgar, a bit exciting. After a few drinks, my wife started to get excited too. I know this best; she can't hold her liquor, just a few sips and she'll feel dizzy. Of course, she won't get drunk, but she'll be much bolder. Alcohol is a catalyst for lust, after all; many things become easier after drinking. My wife said that later, Uncle Yu said he was too old and asked her to feed him mouth-to-mouth, which she readily agreed to, even insisting that he chew the food first. I found it exciting, but I still asked my wife if she found it disgusting. She said later, thinking back, it was rather disgusting, but she didn't feel anything at the time. --I think that was because Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu created such a good atmosphere. My wife said that later she was covered in sweat, and her skirt was sticking to her legs. I thought so too; it was the middle of summer, and although the air conditioning was on, the three of them were crammed together, especially my wife and Uncle Yu, who were pressed tightly together. How could they not be hot? The wife was sweating on her neck, which Uncle Gan noticed first and licked. The wife said it itched, so Uncle Yu started licking too. Soon, her neck and collarbone were covered in the two old men's saliva, one taking turns. The wife's initial giggles turned into moans. --Being played with like that by two men, any woman would react, I think. Uncle Yu then simply pulled down the straps of the wife's bra and ripped her T-shirt from her shoulders to her elbows, exposing her breasts in the private room. The wife said that at first she was afraid someone would come and wanted to put her bra back on, but Uncle Yu wouldn't let her, and Uncle Gan repeatedly assured her that no one would come. So the wife obediently sat naked on Uncle Yu's lap, drinking and eating with the two old men. The wife said that no one really came in during the whole process. Uncle Gan even made a phone call, apparently to the resort owner, saying they had some important business to discuss and shouldn't be disturbed. Mainly to reassure the wife. Uncle Yu grabbed his wife's breasts with both hands and played with them incessantly, even pinching and twisting her nipples. His wife began to moan. Uncle Yu even asked his uncle if it hurt him. His uncle implied that he naturally felt pain, but wouldn't stop him, letting Uncle Yu continue, because his wife's expression showed she didn't seem to be in pain, but rather quite comfortable. The two old men were thus playing with a woman in her early thirties. I told my wife, "How many old men are so lucky?" My wife, however, defended them, saying they were fortunate, and that my wife was enjoying herself. It really made me think she was incredibly lewd. Later, Uncle Yu discovered that his wife's skirt was elastic; although it reached her ankles, preventing him from reaching under it, he could reach down from above. Discovering this secret, his wife's genitals were naturally compromised. Uncle Yu stopped playing with one of his wife's erect nipples.Using only one hand to play with one breast, the other hand skillfully traced across the wife's lower abdomen and directly inserted into her vagina. The wife said that she thought Uncle Yu would go a little too far, but she didn't expect his finger to go in so easily, which made her scream loudly. Uncle Yu said to Uncle Gan, "My wife has a really good constitution. She's already soaking wet. She's wearing a thong, and her juices are flowing down her thighs." Uncle Gan laughed and said that if Uncle Yu played like that, even a saint would get wet, let alone my wife. Uncle Yu also vigorously probed the wife's vagina, making Uncle Gan hear the "gurgling" sound, and the two of them laughed. The wife said that she really wanted to have sex at that moment and tightly hugged Uncle Yu's neck. I think so too; with her breasts exposed and her vagina covered, it would be strange if she didn't want to have sex. Later, the wife needed to go to the toilet and got up, only to be discovered by Uncle Gan to have a large wet stain on her skirt near her buttocks, clearly from her vagina, which made the two of them laugh lewdly for a long time. The restroom was a private booth. My wife had just gone in, taken off her skirt, and sat on the toilet when Uncle Yu followed her in. He immediately bent down and kissed her. My wife said she felt very uncomfortable at the time, urinating while kissing him. Uncle Yu also pinched her nipples. After she finished urinating, Uncle Yu didn't even let her get up. He reached between her legs and inserted his fingers, playing with her body on the toilet. My wife said she had wanted it for a long time, so she cooperated with Uncle Yu's finger movements. Then he pulled her up, making her hold onto the sink, pulling her skirt down to her thighs. He kept rapidly stimulating her with his hands. My wife said it felt very good at the time; Uncle Yu was very fast, and she said she didn't know how loudly she moaned. Then Uncle Yu alternated between using both hands to stimulate my wife's vagina and mouth, one hand thrusting in and out of her vagina while the other hand put his fingers in her mouth, then switching hands, making her suck on his fingers with his penis inside. He even asked her if it tasted good, and he also joined in, licking them. I think only my wife could accept this old man putting his finger, which was covered in semen, into her mouth. A few years ago, my wife couldn't handle it; once a penis was inserted into her vagina, she wouldn't put it in her mouth again. It was Xiao De, her lover, who changed her. Now she's fine with having a penis inserted into either hole. My wife said she was prepared for Uncle Yu's penis to penetrate her, but after the frenzied finger penetration, Uncle Yu suddenly groaned a few times, then calmed down, hugged my wife, kissed her, and then left the bathroom. I was very surprised to hear this. I asked, "Uncle Yu didn't do anything to you?" My wife said no, and after they got back, Uncle Yu wasn't as smitten as before. He completely took off my wife's black low-cut T-shirt, leaving her completely naked from the waist up, but he just hugged her, playing with her breasts with one hand while drinking with his uncle with the other. He would occasionally compliment my wife's breasts, her slim waist, and so on, and also chatted with his uncle about topics unrelated to my wife. Uncle Gan, however, eventually took the opportunity to pull his wife onto his lap, but didn't do anything particularly unusual, just played with her breasts and nipples. Then, they essentially finished this lewd lunch. His wife got up, put on the clothes that Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan had taken off, and the three of them left the private room together. Many netizens, like me, might wonder why Uncle Yu didn't have sex with my slutty wife. It was my biggest question at the time, but I soon found out, because besides sex, my wife's other biggest hobby was gossip. My wife said that the three of them strolled around the resort, picked some wild fruit, and drank tea in a small pavilion. Uncle Yu wanted to go fishing, but Uncle Gan kept saying it was boring, so he took my wife back to their room. My wife said that once they were inside, everyone knew what was going to happen, and after being played with for so long without any physical contact, she was incredibly aroused. She hugged Uncle Gan and tried to kiss him, but he told her to take a shower first. Later, my wife and I discussed this, and we felt that although Uncle Gan let Uncle Yu share my wife, he wasn't comfortable with or didn't like having sex with her; he probably had a sexual fastidiousness. My wife also vividly recalled the meal and the incident where Uncle Yu had sexually assaulted her. Besides occasionally kissing her cheek (places Uncle Yu never touched), and occasionally playing with her breasts, Uncle Gan rarely touched her; he was mostly an observer. Subsequent events confirmed our suspicions: no matter what, Uncle Gan never had sex with Uncle Yu. Uncle Yu had made my wife perform oral sex in front of Uncle Gan, but Uncle Gan never exposed his penis or played with my wife's genitals in front of Uncle Yu. Continuing with that incident: After my wife came out of the shower, waiting for her, besides Uncle Gan, was the collar symbolizing his sexual rights over her. My wife obediently put it on and tried to lie down, but Uncle Gan wouldn't let her, saying the guest room floor wasn't as dirty as home and that she didn't need to crawl; she could stand. This action was something my wife complained about to me when she got home. She felt that although Uncle Gan and she were just lovers and casual sex partners, he treated her extremely well and never forced her to do anything. I immediately pressed, "So, when you were with Uncle Gan, when Uncle Gan took you to Uncle Yu to play with, when Uncle Gan treated you like a bitch, it was all voluntary?" My wife laughed and said I was too bad, but she nodded in agreement. -- She was willing to be played with by Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu! Actually, it was all obvious; she didn't want to be so obedient and play with him so many times, but hearing my wife admit it herself still gave me a great thrill. My wife said that the moment Uncle Gan penetrated her, it felt really good. I think this was entirely due to Uncle Yu's excellent foreplay, making my wife anticipate his penetration for so long. This time, Uncle Gan was very vigorous. He lay down and let my wife ride on top of him. My wife would move for a while, and then Uncle Gan would thrust upwards violently, holding the leash with one hand and grabbing my wife's swaying breasts with the other, cursing my wife as a slut, a worthless slut who let men play with her, saying that her breasts had been rubbed by countless men. My wife said that Uncle Gan used to like to use dirty words, but only things like "little slut" and "little bitch." This time, she was probably stimulated by Uncle Yu. He even asked his wife if any man with a penis could have sex with her. His wife responded appropriately: "Yes." Uncle Gan's mentality is quite similar to mine. Every time I have sex with my wife, thinking about how many men have enjoyed her body excites me. Her breasts, having been eaten, touched, and rubbed by other men, are even more attractive to me. Of course, my wife isn't quite there yet; I want her to be even more wanton and slutty. Finally, when Uncle Gan was about to ejaculate, he made his wife kneel between his legs, inserting his wet penis into her mouth and spraying it all into her throat. His wife had already reached an orgasm herself; the long foreplay combined with an orgasm was perfect. The two hugged and chatted, and his wife specifically asked Uncle Gan about Uncle Yu. This was a difficult question to ask; his wife simply said that throughout the process, Uncle Yu's penis didn't seem very hard, wondering if she wasn't attractive enough. Uncle Gan laughed, saying that a young woman like his wife would make even a monk leave the monastic life. His wife pressed for details, but Uncle Gan wouldn't give a straight answer. Afterwards, my wife drifted off to sleep and took an afternoon nap, waking up around 6 PM. Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu then took her to a private room for dinner. This time, they didn't really do anything to her; they just had her feed the two old men and pour them drinks, at most touching her buttocks and breasts. Later, I learned that they didn't do anything to my wife at dinner because Uncle Yu wanted to take her overnight. Uncle Yu said he had begged Uncle Gan for a long time, and even offered two bottles of his treasured Wuliangye liquor, in exchange for the opportunity to sleep with her. He cursed Uncle Gan for being ungrateful! My wife knew the two old men were like oil and water, and that this was mostly a joke. Uncle Gan told my wife to help Uncle Yu back to his room. Once inside, he never came out again until the next morning. My wife said that once inside, Uncle Yu hugged her and kissed almost every inch of her skin; of course, her clothes had already been stripped off. Uncle Yu licked her genitals for a long time, about half an hour, she recalled. Uncle Yu took off his clothes, and my wife said his physique wasn't as good as her godfather's. Despite his age, her godfather still had visible abs, not a large belly. Uncle Yu's skin was also much looser than her godfather's. But even with this old man, my flirtatious wife still satisfied him completely. So, my wife is gossipy; she asked questions about Uncle Yu that she couldn't get from her godfather. Uncle Yu kept kissing my wife, and she returned the kisses to his ears, nipples, and so on. Uncle Yu is the talkative type during sex, constantly praising my wife's elastic and firm skin, and how nice her butt felt. He even made her lie down and licked her buttocks until they glistened with saliva! He also licked her anus, inserting his tongue inside, making her giggle and moan. She was so aroused, almost to the point of leaking fluid down her thighs. The wife then offered to perform oral sex on Uncle Yu, whose penis was still only partially erect. She took it in her mouth, massaging his testicles, sucking his glans, and licking his urethral opening. Uncle Yu groaned, clearly enjoying it, but his penis remained neither fully erect nor completely soft, remaining in a semi-erect state. Later, Uncle Yu sat up against the headboard, and his wife straddled him, rubbing his penis against her vaginal opening, which actually made it even softer than before. Uncle Yu...He told his wife not to waste her energy, and while playing with Uncle Yu's semi-erect penis, she chatted with him. She said that 80% of male erectile dysfunction is psychological, and asked Uncle Yu to tell her what was wrong, saying that maybe if he told her, she could help cure it. Whether it was his wife's charm or something else, after chatting for a while, Uncle Yu actually told her the reason, and it was one that even his godfather had never heard of. It turned out that when Uncle Yu was young, he was in a fight and his penis was severely injured. His testicles were ruptured, and the X-ray clearly showed that both testicles were ruptured. Since then, his penis could not get erect. For the first year or two, he could still get erect, but gradually it became softer and softer, although he could still feel stimulation and could ejaculate, medically known as seminal emission, which means ejaculation without an erection. This happened before he met his godfather, so even though they were very close, Uncle Yu didn't tell his godfather what happened. His godfather naturally knew that Uncle Yu definitely had a problem with his genitals, but he didn't ask any further questions. After all, it was something he couldn't bring himself to ask. Uncle Yu said he was supposed to get married, but not wanting to hold her back, he deliberately drove her away. He's still single now. His wife said she'd heard he had a wife and children, but he said he was afraid people would suspect he had a problem, so he sometimes told others he had a wife and children. This garnered his wife's sympathy. She said she felt Uncle Yu had a tough life. She knelt down and started giving him oral sex, using all her skills—licking his scrotum, sucking his testicles, and licking his anus. After a while, when Uncle Yu was about to ejaculate, she stopped and told him to tell her if he had sex. Later, when his penis returned to a semi-erect state, she immediately pushed him down and mounted him. Because her vagina had been constantly being penetrated by Uncle Yu's fingers, it was very wet, and she managed to insert his not-yet-erect penis in a few strokes! My wife said she didn't dare move when he penetrated her, only slightly twisting her waist back and forth. Uncle Yu groaned with pleasure, vigorously grabbing and kneading her firm breasts and buttocks, making her lie on top of him and kiss him. My wife said that Uncle Yu got excited later and his movements became too rough, causing him to fall out. So my wife and Uncle Yu played 69, and in the end, Uncle Yu ejaculated into her mouth with his not-so-hard penis. Although she didn't orgasm, my wife said it was enough. Her anus, toes, and vagina were all licked by Uncle Yu for a long time. Uncle Yu also had a perverted habit of making his wife urinate on his face. At first, my wife refused, but she couldn't resist Uncle Yu and eventually complied with the old man's request. I asked my wife how it felt, and she said that at first she really couldn't urinate. Uncle Yu kept touching his anus with his fingers and licking her vaginal opening with his tongue. But she couldn't resist Uncle Yu's pleading and finally urinated on his face. The position was that Uncle Yu lay flat, and my wife squatted on either side of Uncle Yu's head in a split, and then urinated on the bed. My wife originally wanted to do this in the toilet, but Uncle Yu said it was fine, just on the bed! Then Uncle Yu took my wife to another room, and while chatting, he cuddled my wife, whom he had obtained in exchange for two bottles of Wuliangye liquor, and we fell asleep. The next day, my wife didn't get up until after 10 o'clock, and after taking a shower, it was noon. Lunch was in Uncle Yu's room, and Uncle Gan was also there. My wife hadn't put on any clothes since she got up, and had been serving the two old men completely naked. The two old men sat while my wife stood serving food and pouring wine, sitting on each of their laps for a while. Uncle Gan, as always, only touched my wife's plump buttocks or squeezed her breasts a couple of times, while Uncle Yu was different. He ate the food heartily and sucked on my wife's nipples. Uncle Gan even jokingly asked Uncle Yu which one tasted better, and Uncle Yu said, of course, my wife's breasts tasted better, and if he could suck out milk, that would be even better! The wife mainly served Uncle Yu. Yesterday's oral sex had pleased Uncle Yu greatly, so five or six times Uncle Yu pressed her between his legs to suck his limp penis. The wife performed the oral sex while standing on the ground, her buttocks raised in a bowing manner. Uncle Gan even came over and slapped the wife's buttocks, but Uncle Yu protected her, saying not to hurt her, that she was such a lovely little slut, and not to hurt her. Later, Uncle Gan put a collar on the wife. Her vagina was already wet from Uncle Yu's constant playing with it. Uncle Gan also took out the fake tail that belonged to the wife. After thrusting it in and out of her vagina for a while, it became covered in semen. Uncle Yu held the wife and spread her buttocks apart with his hands. Uncle Gan easily inserted the rubber head, about ten centimeters from the base of the tail, into her vagina. With a groan from the wife, the bitch was officially formed, complete with a tail. My wife and I had done this before, and so had my uncle. Uncle Yu, however, was seeing it for the first time. Because the floor was dirty, we couldn't crawl, and standing didn't make the tail sensation very noticeable. The two old men even moved the dining table to the bedside, making my wife crawl back and forth on the bed for their amusement. My wife said she would hold the meat in her mouth and feed it to Uncle Yu, her buttocks facing him. Uncle Yu would then wiggle the tail on her anus to stimulate her moans. A while later, she had to turn around and kneel to toast Uncle Yu. Uncle Yu poured the wine on my wife's shoulder, and the liquor spilled all over her breasts. Then Uncle Yu started licking them wildly. My wife said her nipples felt a little spicy from the alcohol, and Uncle Yu suddenly sucked on her nipples, almost bringing her to orgasm. I couldn't help but admire the two old men's skill; they had clearly used all their years of experience with women on my wife. Oh, I forgot to mention, Uncle Yu also brought two nipple bells, one a bell and the other a wallet, which he clipped onto my wife's two erect nipples. As my wife crawled around, the bells jingled. It was considered a gift for her. My wife served them like this, crawling between them, occasionally getting a light tap on her buttocks from either Uncle Yu or my godfather, especially when she was serving Uncle Yu food, her backside facing him so he would lick and touch her, causing her to drop food onto the table several times. Finally, Uncle Yu ejaculated into my wife's mouth. She tried to spit it out, but Uncle Yu grabbed her and, with a mix of fright and teasing, made her swallow it. So many tadpoles, to be absorbed through her stomach and circulate throughout her body. My wife said she took a shower afterward, and when she came out, Uncle Yu held her and gave her something to eat. Because of the ejaculation, Uncle Yu didn't play with her any further. After lunch, she rode home in Uncle Yu's car. Uncle Yu had someone else pick him up, so Uncle Gan took his wife and drove home in his own car. All the way, Uncle Gan kept his wife pinned down and giving her oral sex, all the way to my parking garage. My wife couldn't hold back any longer and found a secluded spot where they had sex in the car. Uncle Gan couldn't hold back for long, and my wife immediately climbed down and took his penis in her mouth, swallowing every drop of his semen. This was something Uncle Gan had insisted on the whole way, saying that since my wife had given it all to Uncle Yu, she had to swallow his semen too. My wife returned home around 4 PM. I wasn't home then; I got home around 6 PM. My wife immediately started having sex with me passionately, telling me about the day and night's events. She was very proactive, which I think was related to the fact that she had been thoroughly played with that day but hadn't yet reached orgasm. She hadn't satisfied herself. We had sex twice that day. My wife first reached orgasm quickly on her own using the woman-on-top position, and then slowly recounted the experience to me. This experience took me a whole week to process; my wife told me about it every day, and every time I listened, I couldn't help but want to ejaculate. Knowing that my wife had given the two old men their semen in the end made me regret not letting her do it once that day. Having the semen of three men combined in her stomach must have felt incredibly lewd! I remember her nipples were still red when I sucked on them; she said they hurt a little from the nipple clamps, and there were several red marks on her breasts. I don't know if it was from Uncle Yu sucking or from him grabbing them too hard. Those red marks jiggled with my thrusts, as if telling me how lewd my wife was, how her body had been played with by countless men, and how I was a cuckold whose wife had been used by others, and who was still playing with his own wife who had been used by others! That week, my wife was especially sensitive, almost always getting wet as soon as we got into bed. She must have enjoyed Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan's play; just thinking about it excited her. Actually, this play was basically a transition from my wife having sex with Uncle Gan to her openly letting Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu have sex with her. Although Uncle Gan always just watched, this kind of play was still progress, and there were several more times afterward. Later, Uncle Yu bought my wife a bag worth over ten thousand yuan and an iPhone 4. However, since Uncle Yu had already covered my wife's phone upgrades, this new phone ended up in my hands. Haha, using a phone obtained in exchange for my wife's body felt quite exciting. I learned from Uncle Yu that he was extremely satisfied with my wife, especially for giving her oral sex with his semi-erect penis and guiding it into her vagina. Uncle Yu said he probably hadn't penetrated a vagina in decades. So, it seems my wife's kindness won him favor, and not just sexual favor. Actually, considering all those brainless goddaughters these days, and those leaders who keep celebrities as mistresses, the enjoyment my wife provided wasn't inferior to those women, but the cost was much lower. Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan only covered the upgrades of my wife's items, including the phone, bag, clothes, computer, and perfume. Although it wasn't cheap, it was nothing compared to what they spent.My wife's natural trait is that she reciprocates kindness. Uncle Yu's attitude pleased her greatly, and Uncle Gan had always been good to her, so she was extremely devoted to entertaining them. She met with Uncle Gan about once or twice a week, while she saw Uncle Yu less frequently, perhaps once a month. It was rare for my wife and Uncle Yu to be alone; Uncle Gan usually accompanied her and took her along. She rarely made plans to meet Uncle Yu directly at his house. I guess Uncle Gan still wanted my wife to feel like his woman. These two old men were actually quite remarkable; I later learned of their impressive abilities through several conversations with my wife. Their experiences, or rather, the fact that Uncle Gan was actually a slightly more capable figure, was related to the competition between two big bosses at the time. Uncle Gan was a man of Boss B, who had been widely regarded as the "emperor's" successor for several years. In his youth, Uncle Gan was the head of the guards in Boss B's household. Because of this connection, during the years when Boss B was thriving, Uncle Gan was also arranged to work in the Ministry of Public Security, and within a few years, he became a mid-level leader. However, Uncle Gan and Boss B did not get along well, especially when Boss B was supporting him. They even fell out over some issues, and the two even argued in front of many people. Although nothing serious happened in the end, Uncle Gan's position did not advance further for several years afterward. But fortune is unpredictable. Boss B was later overthrown by Boss X, who also won a great victory and became emperor. Everyone associated with Boss B was implicated, including Uncle Gan. However, Uncle Gan was only the former head of the guards in Boss B's household, and many people knew about his confrontation with Boss B. In addition, Uncle Gan was usually very careful about cultivating relationships, so someone spoke up for him, and he wasn't seriously implicated. He was simply forced to retire early, but he continued to receive his salary and benefits. According to Uncle Gan, his confrontation with Boss B that time was because he felt Boss B was bullying people too much, and he indirectly upheld justice. That's why Uncle Gan always said, "Good deeds are rewarded." Uncle Yu was someone Uncle Gan met at the Ministry of Public Security. The two got along well and soon became inseparable brothers. Uncle Gan was forced into retirement, and Uncle Yu, being one of Uncle Gan's men, was also forced to retire, but he still received a pension. Throughout the summer, until November, my wife was used by Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu. During that time, my wife was only used by the three of us. Because Uncle Gan's training was very good, there were always new developments, and I was happy to enjoy it. Every time I had sex with my wife, I was stimulated to the highest orgasm, so I basically didn't have time to find new single men. I was too busy enjoying the new ways Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu were playing with my wife. There weren't any particularly new ways to play, since my wife's three orifices were all open, and she could wear collars and tails, so there wasn't much she hadn't tried. She'd just become increasingly accustomed to being played with by men, taking things like swallowing semen, oral sex, licking men's anuses, and being called a slut or a whore for granted. Even with me, when it came to oral sex, she'd often immediately half-squat or kneel down and say, "Give me your dick." You can imagine how utterly degrading she was towards Uncle Gan and the others. Uncle Gan would also invite my wife to his house for sex during her safe period; unprotected sex gave men a greater sense of conquest. Even Uncle Yu had sex with my wife while she was being served. It probably started last time; the two old men never wasted their semen. They'd either ejaculate in my wife's mouth for her to swallow, or ejaculate inside her vagina for the pleasure of sex. Uncle Gan even ejaculated in my wife's anus; all three orifices had been bathed in the semen of the two old men. Another game my wife and I played was having to pee on his face. When we were alone, he would always ask my wife to do this. I thought it would turn out the other way around, and sure enough, the second time, she accepted his urine. She knelt in his shower room and let him pee on her from the neck down her shoulders to her breasts. Apparently, after peeing on my wife, he would hug and kiss her tightly; it was one of his stimuli. It wasn't surprising that she accepted it. We often did this, not for sexual purposes, just for fun. When we showered together, I would pee on her, and she would try to avoid it, then make sure I couldn't move until she peed on me too. I think that's why she wasn't having a hard time accepting other people's urine. However, she wouldn't let him pee in her mouth. My wife also accumulated a lot of sex toys and piles of sexy clothes that you could buy on Taobao. There were several electric dildos, both Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan bought some, and neither of them kept them for themselves. I don't know why. Uncle Gan has family, and it's understandable that his children occasionally visit him, but I don't know why Uncle Yu doesn't keep these things. However, my wife doesn't seem to care; she brings them all home for me to use, haha. I put a collar and blindfold on my wife, inserted a tail into her anus, made her kneel on the ground and crawl on the ground, the bells on her nipples jingling, and a dildo vibrating inside her vagina. I led her to my crotch, removed the blindfold, and looked at my beautiful wife's lustful eyes. I used my tongue, which had tasted many dildos, to wrap around my glans, gently stroking her shoulders, buttocks, and waist. My wife would moan in response, especially when I suddenly shook the tail and the dildo; her body would suddenly tremble. That kind of enjoyment was unparalleled. Uncle Gan must have enjoyed it even more. Because my wife is definitely more cooperative when having sex with other people than with me. After that, Uncle Yu, Uncle Gan, and my wife played together for about two days.It happened about three times. Each time, my wife was so exhausted she was practically paralyzed before being brought home. One particularly special time was during the National Day holiday. For the last three days, my wife went to Beidaihe with them. The water was already a bit chilly, so the main activity was eating, drinking, and having fun. My wife spent two nights with Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu, becoming their de facto public mistress. Naturally, she was exhausted when she got back and felt sleepy at work. My wife said that no matter what they did—buying seafood, taking walks—the two old men would put a vibrator inside her vagina. It was the same thing, keeping her in a semi-excited state for three days. My wife and I had tried it before, but it only lasted a few hours. This time, she really got her fill. When the battery ran out, Uncle Yu and Uncle Gan would get in the car, lift my wife's short skirt, separate her labia, take out the battery, change it, and put it back in. In late October, Uncle Gan suddenly disappeared. My wife tried calling, but his phone was always off. She didn't know what was wrong. Then, at the end of December 2012, just before the Chinese New Year, she received a call from Uncle Gan. He said he was sick, his health wasn't good, it seemed to be a liver problem. He told my wife to be good and that he would come to see her after he was discharged from the hospital. My wife cried for a long time, wanting to visit him, but Uncle Gan refused. I thought it made sense; Uncle Gan must have many relatives with him, and it wouldn't be convenient for my wife to go. Besides, Uncle Gan said it was a serious illness, and he wouldn't let her in. While Uncle Gan was silent, Uncle Yu still had my wife visit him at his house once a month. A few times, Wei Jia even drove her. I really don't know what Wei Jia thought of my wife; he probably thought she was promiscuous. Uncle Yu and my wife found out about Uncle Gan's illness and hospitalization around the same time. Before that, Uncle Yu thought something had happened to Uncle Gan. Without Uncle Gan's penis, Uncle Yu's methods actually helped me. Every time my wife came home, she would make love to me like a hungry wolf, almost sucking out every last drop of my semen. Let me explain later: even now, Uncle Gan hasn't been discharged from the hospital, but he calls my wife every now and then to chat for a while. My wife called Uncle Gan once, but another man answered, and she hung up without saying anything. She hasn't called Uncle Gan since. Uncle Yu takes good care of my wife. He hasn't given her money directly, but he always buys her things. He even upgraded the water purification system at my wife's parents' house and our TV. But after my wife got used to several penises, suddenly I was the only one she could actually use, so naturally she wasn't used to it. And just as she was getting used to it, things changed. It wasn't a new guy; it was still my colleague, Xiao De. Xiao De had never really disappeared; he would always text my wife from time to time. My wife had always ignored him, but in the calm months of November and December, Xiao De's texts finally had an effect. My wife replied to one of them, and then things got out of control. Xiao De was a man who knew how to please women. In early January 2013, during the New Year's Day holiday, my wife agreed to meet him at my house. I happened to be away at a conference, and my wife came to orgasm more than once from Xiao De's familiar penis. We played on my big bed for an entire afternoon. I'm very dissatisfied with Xiao De. He's too stingy and always uses emotions to deceive people. Unfortunately, my wife likes that he's interesting to chat with, so she lets him play with her for free. However, my wife's attitude towards Xiao De has changed a lot. She's more interested in sex now and doesn't care much about him anymore. She often throws some nasty things at him. Xiao De, in order to sleep with my wife, continues to coax her even after being scolded, which indirectly proves that my wife is still quite charming, haha.

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