My wife cooperated with my incestuous relationship 5 (My wife and her good uncle)

Chapter 5: My Wife and My Uncle. My wife is a very sentimental person. She said that when she received the phone call that night, the voice of her uncle, whom she hadn't seen for many years, was deep and hoarse, which immediately stirred her heart. After all, her uncle had treated her very well and taken good care of her. At least when she was with her uncle, she didn't have to go to a hotel or spend money... (I strongly dislike Xiao De's practice of playing with innocent girls without spending money). On the phone, her uncle only said, "I really want to see you, I miss you so much," and then asked my wife to drive to his residence. My wife said that her uncle used to live in a big house in Xiangshan, which she had never been to. She guessed that his family lived there. Her uncle also had another house near Yansha on the East Third Ring Road, which my wife had visited a few times before. This time, her uncle also asked her to go there. My wife said that when she went upstairs, she was very excited and felt a little dizzy. If I hadn't later allowed her to have a lover, she said she would have felt very bad and felt sorry for me. But after understanding my hobbies, all she had left was the expectation of seeing her old lover again after so many years. The door opened by her uncle, who was in a wheelchair—the electric kind. Her wife, thinking he had a leg problem, burst into tears. But her uncle just smiled, then hugged her tightly for a long time. Her wife stopped crying and asked what was wrong with his leg. He said he was getting old and his legs weren't working well, so he sometimes used a wheelchair. It wasn't as serious as she thought… Her wife laughed through her tears, saying her uncle had scared her. He hugged her again, saying he knew she still cared about him, and then began kissing and caressing her genitals and breasts. Her wife, who wasn't resistant to her uncle and had experience with several lovers, readily took off her pants and underwear, put her legs through the wheelchair armrests, and straddled him. He was wearing loose shorts, or so her wife said, she couldn't really see clearly. Anyway, she pulled out his penis and put it inside her, where it was naturally very slippery. I asked my wife if her uncle was excited. My wife said, "What do you think? How could anyone not be excited by your wife?" I think so, especially after those two lovers… My wife was already quite open-minded, and she became even more engrossed in her old lover, swaying her hips back and forth and side to side while sitting on her godfather, letting him enjoy the body of a woman almost 30 years younger than him. (Later, my wife saw her godfather's ID card; he always said he was 59, but in 2012 he was actually 63, while my wife was 32 at the time). My wife said that her godfather would even drive his electric wheelchair, carrying the two of them around—to the bedroom, the kitchen, and finally to the living room window. Of course, throughout the entire process, my wife and her godfather were always intertwined. Her godfather asked my wife if she was worried about being seen, and she said that if anyone was afraid, it was her, and then she proactively opened the curtains that were already drawn. After all, my wife had been sleeping naked for many years, basically never wearing clothes or underwear at home—something I had cultivated in her. Plus, she had also done exhibitionist sex with Brother Ye in front of the window, and had even had sex with a vibrator in the mall, so this late-night exposure was nothing new. My wife said the moonlight was quite bright that night; I imagine it shone on her wet, plump buttocks. Uncle Gan said my wife was even more mischievous than before, and as punishment, he thrust his penis upwards into her vagina. My wife must have been moaning and enjoying it. Later, instead of wriggling her waist, she used her hands to support herself on the chair armrests, stroking Uncle Gan's penis up and down with her genitals. Apparently, Uncle Gan was very satisfied with this, holding the armrests and doing nothing, letting my wife move as if in heat, only occasionally sucking on her tongue when she asked for a kiss. Thinking about that scene, Uncle Gan must have thought my wife at that moment was just a female animal needing a penis to relieve her itch. I asked my wife if she only used one position that night? Riding Uncle Gan in a wheelchair? My wife said almost. Actually, Uncle Gan ejaculated very quickly after she got on, without a condom, all inside my wife. That day wasn't my wife's safe period, so I frowned slightly. My wife noticed my expression and immediately defended her old flame, Uncle Gan, saying that he had always been very protective of her and always used condoms. This time, it was probably because they hadn't seen each other in a long time, and it was quite exciting, so she couldn't resist… Sigh, my wife, once she approves of someone, is so obedient and considerate. He didn't pull out afterwards, and they remained in that position, holding each other. Uncle Gan said he missed my wife so much and wanted to hold her like this, to savor the familiar feeling and changes in their bodies after so long. When my wife said this, I understood what she meant when she said Uncle Gan brought her sexual pleasure. Uncle Gan must be a very skilled man in bed, or rather, a very skilled womanizer. He knows how to enjoy and appreciate women; he has no morals to speak of. They hugged and kissed for a while, chatted for a bit, and then my wife told me about what happened, until the second time Uncle Gan ejaculated a thick, thick amount of his old semen into my wife's vagina. The two lingered for a while before getting up from the wheelchair. The uncle's push, the wife's buttocks, and the wheelchair seat were all wet and sticky. The uncle joked that his wife was even more slutty than before, saying she used to be a little girl, but now she was a mature young woman. Honestly, the uncle was really lucky. He'd slept with women in their early twenties and early thirties, and the contrast was quite enjoyable! The wife then praised her uncle again, insisting that he buy her emergency contraception. They didn't get home until almost five in the morning. They slept for an hour before the wife got up and went to work. Before leaving my uncle's house for work, he naturally wouldn't let my wife off the hook. He sat her in her wheelchair, spread her legs, and made her kneel before him for a long time, performing oral sex. My wife had already explained to everyone beforehand that it was the full package: sucking his testicles, rubbing his testicles, licking his penis, and sucking his glans. She even lifted his legs, and he cooperated by curling up and exposing his anus, which she then licked with her tongue. He seemed quite pleased, even kissing her lips after she had just finished licking his anus. My wife said he was very excited because he had never licked that area before. I said, "Aren't you afraid your uncle will think you've become a slut?" My wife said, "Pshaw, didn't you say the more you do this, the more satisfied the man is? What do you think? Besides, given my relationship with my uncle, what's wrong with him licking me there? Just lick!" It made me really want to fuck this slut to death! Finally, he ejaculated on my wife's beautiful neck. He told her to wash up, but she just wiped it off and said she didn't want to wash, that she wanted to wear it all day, and went to work. My wife said she just wanted to get back at her "godfather" and make him think about her. This tactic actually worked; her "godfather," who never texts, surprisingly sent a few messages asking what she was doing. This marked the first time my wife and her "godfather" had gotten back together. My wife often gets stomach aches from taking emergency contraception, but she can't stop, in case she gets pregnant. She even playfully suggested she get pregnant with her "godfather's" child, so I, who like being cuckolded, could be even more thoroughly cuckolded—my wife would be pregnant with someone else's child, and I'd still have to serve her. That made me want to have sex with her right then and there! Afterwards, I fantasized several times about my slutty wife being pregnant with her "godfather's" child, regularly going to have sex with him, and also having sex with me, and with Xiao De, with her belly protruding, still being fucked by others. I often see articles online about having sex with pregnant women, but I've never been interested in reading them. This time, I got to indulge my craving. I dug out many novels like that to fantasize about my wife. But fantasizing is just fantasizing; I will absolutely never try this kind of thing. A life is too sacred! It's May again. Last May was the time when my wife and Xiao De's affair progressed rapidly; this time it's my "uncle." My wife now visits him about twice a week, and she always stays at his place at least one night. This means my wife, who's become increasingly alluring on the outside and a sex darling on the inside, has to not only eat with him, have sex with him, but also sleep with him. Every time I think about that old guy, after ejaculating years of semen, comfortably embracing my little wife as she drifts off to sleep, I get incredibly aroused. I don't really mind my wife's relationship with my "uncle"; it's better than Xiao De's, right? My "uncle" also gave my wife a complete set of Apple devices: an iPhone, an iPad, and a small laptop. My wife is usually very reluctant to accept things, and she refused them all. It was only after my "uncle" insisted that she accepted them. She's not being pretentious; she's inherently kind. Besides his generosity, what I didn't find objectionable about Uncle Gan was his attentiveness to my presence. He was always careful about contacting my wife, afraid it would be inconvenient or that I would find out. Although I'm a cuckold enthusiast, Uncle Gan's actions made me feel more comfortable, several times better than Xiao De, who would call and text me anytime, anywhere. I also thought that Uncle Gan was an experienced man, and my wife might have developed some new skills from his sexual encounters with her. This didn't disappoint me, as I'll mention later. Uncle Gan didn't just treat my wife as a lover, but also as a confidante with whom I could talk freely. They would chat a lot. Sometimes my wife would tell me things when she came home, which gave me a clearer understanding of Uncle Gan. Uncle Gan was probably a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Public Security, so back then, he only needed to say a word to my wife's family matters. He also slept with my beautiful wife before I did. However, Uncle Gan has been basically retired for a few years now. A year ago, for some reason, someone wanted to...Uncle Gan, however, is someone who usually pays close attention to cultivating relationships. So, after several clashes, although he's far removed from the front lines, he hasn't been completely defeated. According to Uncle Gan, his adversaries have too much influence, so he's lucky he didn't die in prison or from lethal injection. Therefore, Uncle Gan is basically a retired man. Besides receiving his monthly salary, he no longer goes to his workplace, and many of his former associates no longer keep in touch. Only a few loyal and close friends still occasionally get together for meals and gatherings—this is Uncle Gan's only activity now. He and his wife have been estranged for many years, and apart from knowing she's still alive, they have no other contact. Their two children visit him occasionally, but they mainly live with his wife. Despite this, much of Uncle Gan's savings and income are still with his wife. In his words, "She was with me for the best few years, gave birth to my children, and took risks. I haven't really repaid her. Although we don't see each other now, we're not divorced, we're still family. Even for the sake of the children, I have to consider her somewhat!" My wife was a little jealous when she heard these words, after all, Uncle Gan said them after they had sex, but she was reasonable enough not to hold it against him. Uncle Gan's favorite thing was for him to sit in his wheelchair, with his wife riding on top of him and moving around or using the chair handles to masturbate him. Uncle Gan would then use his free hands to make tea, read the newspaper, or make phone calls, enjoying the feeling of his penis being served by my wife at any time. Especially when he was on the phone, Uncle Gan insisted that his wife be masturbating him, even if they weren't having sex; he would demand that she come and serve him immediately. Later, my wife said it became a conditioned reflex; whenever the phone rang in the house, she would automatically go over and take out Uncle Gan's penis to suck it. I asked my wife if Uncle Gan wasn't afraid of being recognized by the person on the other end of the phone. My wife said Uncle Gan wasn't afraid at all, because only his close friends would call him, many of whom were people he had met before, such as "Uncle Yu" and "Uncle Zhao," but they were generally quite discreet. The turning point came when the other person overheard him and asked what he was doing. Uncle Gan directly admitted to doing those things, and even told them it was the same young girl from before, now even prettier and better at it. His wife lightly bit the head of his penis, and he cried out. The person on the other end of the phone said something, and then they both burst into laughter. From then on, Uncle Gan would occasionally chat with his old friends while having sex with his wife, and their conversations revolved around sex. He'd say things like, "My wife is licking my glans again," or "My wife's hip movements are great." This provided me with a new thrill—an old man and another old man discussing my wife's live sex show. For a while, I basically had sex with my wife every day. At first, I didn't pay much attention to this, just thinking maybe it was just old men showing off. After all, having a mistress so much younger than yourself is rare. But later, Uncle Gan's hobby became more and more obvious. He seemed to really enjoy live-streaming my wife's sex with his old buddies over the phone. My wife said she felt awkward at first and urged her husband to hang up quickly, otherwise she couldn't concentrate. After several times, he still did it, but she said she got used to it and didn't care if he heard her moaning on the phone. She even had an orgasm a few times. After the orgasm, she heard him touching himself and laughing on the phone, saying he was still going strong! This happened about once every two or three times. Her husband said the other guy was a brother for many years, so what was there to be embarrassed about? The other guy was also single and retired, so he could have some fun too. My wife explained that if there are people like me who enjoy cuckoldry, then maybe there are people like her husband who like to have sex with their brothers over the phone. I can't say for sure, but it felt exciting. I thought that if my wife was gangbanged with by her husband first, that would be fine too. After all, I haven't been able to fulfill my wish of having a threesome with my wife for so many years, so it wouldn't be bad for him to help me out. It wouldn't be a waste of all the times I've covered for him. Every time, my wife was exhausted and covered in red marks after he had finished with her before I could have my turn. This was around July 2012. Regardless, I felt it was progress for my wife, because she was now accepting sexual encounters beyond one-on-one, even if the other person wasn't present. If my husband took my wife to a group sex party, I would wholeheartedly support it. Many friends might say I'm crazy, but when it comes to cuckoldry, I think I'm the most extreme. My only requirement for my wife is that she prioritize me and our family. As for her having sex with others, group sex, or being played with by others, as long as it doesn't harm her body, I'm happy. I just enjoy experiencing her promiscuity. I get excited when others see her and want to have sex with her, or when they have sex with her and she feels satisfied. As for whether I participate in group sex, I see it this way: I want to experience both. My wife and I will definitely feel different depending on whether I'm present or not; it's a different kind of stimulation. And if my wife has group sex with my husband first, then a threesome with me won't be far off. The reason I'm so open-minded but haven't had a threesome yet is because my wife is very picky. But I think once she tries it, she'll open up, because deep down she likes alternative thrills. Some friends might worry about what if my wife runs away? What if things don't go well between us? As I've mentioned before, the strong emotional foundation between my wife and me is the basis for my willingness to take this risk. I'm confident. During that period, my wife and I simulated having sex many times with my "uncle" and his friends. We fantasized about it, and my wife enjoyed it, getting very wet each time. After that, my "uncle" took my wife out to eat with his friends twice. Each time, I would masturbate at home, several times to feel satisfied. I felt, or rather, hoped, that after dinner that day, my "uncle" and his loyal friends would treat my wife as an object of entertainment, raping her in various ways. Several old men rubbed her breasts, pinched her nipples, and some even spanked her buttocks. Of course, Uncle Gan still took the lead, thrusting into my wife's vagina, or he simply sat and watched. Having played with her so many times, he wasn't in a hurry anymore. He let his old buddies surround my wife, penetrating all three of her usable holes: her vagina, anus, and mouth. The sight of my wife sucking on his old penis must have been stimulating. Finally, he ejaculated all his aged semen into my wife's three holes. My wife would even actively request the next lewd feast, cleaning up the semi-erect penises of those various uncles, and then crawling under Uncle Gan's crotch to serve him again... But neither of these two times went as I hoped. My wife said that there was an Uncle Yu, the one who always called when Uncle Gan was having sex with her. He was very enthusiastic when he saw her, praising my wife for being even more beautiful than years ago, and sometimes telling dirty jokes about my wife, but he didn't take any further action. Gradually, my wife started telling me about the people around my godfather. Uncle Yu and my godfather were colleagues, very close, though now they've both retired. He even mentioned sharing my wife, though it never happened. I said, "Why don't you help your godfather out? Since sharing a wife didn't work out, why not share your god-niece with Uncle Yu?" My wife asked me seductively if I agreed. I said of course. She said, "But you're not included! You can only come back and listen to me. If you behave well, I'll mention it to your godfather and Uncle Yu, and let you watch." That made me hard. I said, "As long as you get gangbanged, I'm fine with anything, I'll watch!" My wife laughed lewdly, calling me the biggest little bastard in the world. Joking aside, I asked my wife if she felt awkward meeting the person who often listens to her having sex. She said she felt very awkward. When my godfather mentioned that person, she didn't even want to go, but after meeting him, Uncle Yu was very approachable, and after a few words, she didn't feel awkward anymore. I think these guys must be seasoned womanizers... Besides Uncle Yu, there were a few other old men, I can't remember them all, but overall there were about four of them.Five people were involved, including a man named Wei Jia who frequently appeared. He was younger than her godfather and his group; my wife said he was probably around 45 or 46. He used to be their driver, and they had a good relationship. He always picked her up and dropped her off. Wei Jia had secretly gotten my wife's phone number and added her on WeChat, and they would chat sometimes. I said, "This guy dares to steal your godfather's woman?" My wife said she hadn't expected it. When he asked, she gave him her number. However, Wei Jia hadn't gone too far; they had only chatted on WeChat and hadn't arranged to meet. My wife said, "Maybe he's just adding you for fun." I said, "Impossible. They all know what kind of relationship you have with your godfather. When he sees you, it's definitely different from when he sees other women. He's mainly fantasizing; he probably gets an erection while chatting with you." My wife laughed and scolded me, saying only I would be such a rogue. My wife's sexual games with her godfather and Uncle Yu continued as usual. By August, my wife was wearing less clothing, often just a short dress, which made it easier for her godfather to have sex with her. Since my wife had left with semen on her chest the first time she reconciled with her godfather, it aroused his interest. Basically, every time she slept with him and went to work, he would ejaculate on her chest before letting her go. Following Xiao De, my wife went to work at least one day a week with her godfather's semen on her chest. My wife seemed to enjoy it. She said that when she was busy, she would occasionally look down and think of the semen on her chest, which would give her a thrill. My wife also said that the smell would dissipate quickly, and there wouldn't be any residue left; it was just psychological. At this point, my wife had been having sex with her godfather for over three months, about six times a month.Seven times? For Uncle Gan's age, that's quite a frequency. I've asked my wife about Uncle Gan's sexual prowess. She said he's a slow and steady type, taking his time during sex, never in a rush. Each time they play, it usually takes over an hour. There are times when he thrusts hard, but only a few times. However, she says his penis is quite good, similar in length and girth to mine, and even the shape is similar – both have large glans. Mine is 15 centimeters long, and my wife says Uncle Gan's probably less than 15, then after a moment's thought, she added that he's less than a centimeter shorter than me. This makes me quite proud, haha. Three men in a row haven't surpassed my physique, and I feel proud in my wife's eyes. My wife also comforts me, saying I'm the best, of course she chose me as her husband, how could I be bad? My wife said that Uncle Gan is very health-conscious. He used to be a heavy smoker, but now he basically doesn't smoke anymore. And except for the first time when he ejaculated three times, he usually only ejaculates once, and when he gets hard again, he just asks my wife to give him oral sex, avoiding strenuous intercourse. In short, I think Uncle Gan's performance at his age is quite impressive. My wife has also had several orgasms under Uncle Gan's ministrations, although not this time, but still satisfying. Uncle Gan has provided me with many new sources of stimulation. As I mentioned before, many of my fantasies are derived from Uncle Gan. And when I have sex with my wife at night, I basically imitate Uncle Gan by having Uncle Yu and Wei Jia join in. My wife says, "If my Uncle Gan really invites them to join me, I think I'll feel completely at ease; it's all thanks to you paving the way." Although it's a joke, I still find it very appealing, and I genuinely hope my wife gets fucked by them! Group sex didn't happen, but my wife and Uncle Gan's sex life did change; Uncle Gan also started "walking the bitch." And it was my wife who brought it up by accident. She saw a collar at my uncle's house and, knowing he lived alone and didn't own a dog, she was surprised and asked him, "You play like that too?" My uncle, being the kind of person he is, immediately understood the meaning of "too." Under questioning, my wife had no choice but to admit that she had played like that with me. Actually, that collar belonged to my uncle's son and daughter-in-law when they came to visit him with their dog, and they left it behind. My wife, of course, couldn't escape being caught in the crossfire of that collar, and it really was a collar that a dog had just worn! Before, my wife had been wearing a new red leather collar that I had bought; this time, my uncle was wearing a collar that had been used by the dog, which was an even deeper shock to me. My wife said it was a black, finger-thick cylindrical leather collar, which looked quite high-end. It fit perfectly; any smaller and it would be too tight, any larger and it would be too loose. My wife naively deduced that it must be for a large dog like a Golden Retriever… Even my uncle said it looked like it was custom-made for my wife. It came with a black leather cord, and after my uncle used a combination of coaxing and gentle persuasion to put the collar on, my wife obediently lay down on the floor. -- I've played this game with my wife before, so I know that although she's never said she likes it, she'll cooperate very well when she wears the collar, like a real little dog. That's why there's such a thing as SM training; some people do have this submissive psychology. As long as it's guided properly, it's fine. And so, this collar became my petite and lovely wife. My uncle was very satisfied, or rather, it was very stimulating for him, because from then on, the collar basically became his symbol of wanting sex. Whenever he took it out, it meant he wanted to have sex. Many times, as soon as my wife came home, my uncle would put the collar on her and drive her around the house in his electric wheelchair, walking the dog. After my wife's knees turned red, Uncle Gan would massage them for her with great care, which I suppose was a form of reciprocation. My wife enjoyed it and never refused to be walked like a dog. Uncle Gan even gave my wife a name, just like Brother Ye. I guess men who do this kind of thing all like to name their female dogs. Compared to Brother Ye's name, Uncle Gan's was much more interesting: "Dog Princess." When my wife first told me about it, I got goosebumps. Actually, it was common for my wife to have sex with a collar, but being walked like a dog was not frequent. She always said she didn't like it, but Uncle Gan changed that. After a few times, my wife got used to being walked around like a female dog by Uncle Gan in his wheelchair. I guess that's thanks to Uncle Gan, though I never got to enjoy this myself because my wife wouldn't let me walk her. I didn't mind too much; after all, we have different statuses and positions, and I think my care for my wife should be more heartwarming for her. Uncle Gan's play with his wife became increasingly exciting. Sometimes he would lead her, who had crawled all over the house, to the bed, making her bend over with her big ass up. Then Uncle Gan would kneel on the floor and lick her wet, ravaged vulva and anus. His wife would get wet quickly after being put on a collar, as it was a very stimulating sexual experience for her. After a few more licks from Uncle Gan, the fluid would flow down her thighs! Uncle Gan would then mount her, find a good position, and thrust in forcefully, making his wife, who had been empty for so long, let out lewd moans. His wife even told me that she was quite moved when she saw Uncle Gan kneeling and licking her, because she felt that whether she was kneeling for oral sex or crawling on her knees, it wasn't just her doing it; Uncle Gan was kneeling too, which felt fair and made her feel better. I think Uncle Gan was very shrewd. With just a few small moves, he made his wife submit, being played with without any resistance. But there's nothing to say about it; it's probably just a way of doing things—making others feel good while achieving one's own goals. Some netizens say my descriptions of the sex scenes aren't specific enough. Actually, I didn't witness it myself, so I can't describe in detail how my wife was being violated. However, fortunately, my wife's account is quite detailed, so I've tried to make it as satisfying as possible. For example, my husband would put a collar on my wife as soon as she entered the house, and then, whether she walked on her own or in a wheelchair, he would make her crawl through every corner of their house. After a while, he would pull her up into a kneeling position to perform oral sex on her, and he would stroke her hair. I imagine that scene was quite similar to petting a small dog. Watching my wife swallow his penis, he would stop when he was about to ejaculate and continue leading her to another location. He would also lead my wife to the desk, have her sit on the edge with her legs spread, and he would insert his fingers into her vagina, thrusting in and out. My wife would moan loudly, and then he would lick and suck her clitoris. My wife said it was actually very pleasurable, and she would even try to kiss him. Imagining a wife sitting at a desk, being fingered by a man sitting in a chair, and then bending over to kiss him—it's incredibly stimulating. Another thing Uncle Gan liked was sitting on a chair, pulling his wife up to watch her climb on top of him and sit on his penis. He only needed to hold the rope; his wife, naked, actively begged him to fuck her. Uncle Gan probably had this in mind. My slutty little wife completely cooperated, letting Uncle Gan play with her as he pleased! Of course, besides me, Uncle Yu also knew about this process because Uncle Gan would call him. Sometimes it was halfway through, sometimes at the beginning, sometimes just for five or six minutes. In short, Uncle Yu would always let Uncle Gan know that his god-niece was being fucked again. My wife said that Uncle Gan later used speakerphone, so she could hear everything he said. Uncle Yu even suggested that their god-niece bend over, spread her labia, and ask him to penetrate her. That way she would obey, and he would even ask my wife if she was okay with it. My wife was too embarrassed to speak, so Uncle Gan would say: "Old Yu, Inuhime is giving me a blowjob right now, she nodded, she agrees!" Uncle Yu mentioned several times that he wanted to see his god-niece's naked bottom sometime, since they'd only met under a piece of cloth before, which wasn't enough! My wife's god-uncle also said, "You think my niece's clothes are an eyesore? Be careful your old man won't be able to handle seeing her naked..." The two old men would also discuss my wife's figure. Uncle Yu would ask if her butt was perky, her breasts were big, her vagina tight, etc., and the god-uncle would just keep praising her. He said my wife not only had a good figure but also a good temperament; she was virtuous to outsiders but lewd to him, becoming wanton when she wore a collar! --My wife, in my opinion, also enjoyed their teasing, because she was always very emotional when she told me about it, after all, the two old men were praising her to the skies. I've also asked my wife many times if the god-uncle would ask Uncle Yu to have sex with her too? My wife didn't deny it, saying that Uncle Yu had never mentioned it. Afterwards, there were times when only Uncle Yu, Uncle Yu, and my wife ate at a small restaurant. Usually, Uncle Yu and Uncle Yu would tease my wife more openly during these times. The general situation was that Uncle Yu was envious and jealous, while Uncle Yu showed off his god-niece lover. But this situation was slowly developing. I think Uncle Yu and my wife's god-uncle must have had experience with the same woman. They always tried to dispel my wife's concerns, gradually making her feel that being naked in front of them wasn't a big deal… I was still very excited during that period. I kept simulating various scenarios of threesomes with those two old men with my wife. Hehe, thinking about it, I was really perverted! I remember one time after the three of them ate, my wife came home, and I couldn't wait to ask her what had happened. My wife said that what I hoped wouldn't happen, but Uncle Yu had hugged her, and the two of them had sexual contact! I said, "Then why don't you tell me properly?" I definitely wanted my wife to tell me in detail.I recounted what happened. I can't remember what my wife was wearing that day, but it was a tight-fitting short skirt, very short, just enough to cover her chest. Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu were eating and watching her. Uncle Yu kept putting food on my wife's plate, saying it was a rare privilege to eat at the same table as this "dog princess," and that if Uncle Gan told my wife not to sit at the table, he would have to eat on the floor with her! My wife was all smiles, and he even complimented her on her beautiful legs and slim waist. Then she punished herself by drinking three cups of wine and told Uncle Gan she wanted to hug my wife. Uncle Gan looked at her with a noncommittal smile, and my wife, too embarrassed to say anything, was pulled onto his lap by Uncle Yu, who didn't ask her to get down until the meal was over. I asked my wife if Uncle Yu had touched her all over, and she seductively asked me to guess. --That's it, I thought. The wife said that even though it was a private room and the air conditioning was on, she still sweated a lot. Uncle Yu was holding her too tightly, one hand tightly around her slender waist, feeling her waistline, while the other hand kept wandering over her thighs, feeling the mature skin and body of a woman in her early thirties. The wife's skirt was short, and Uncle Yu would occasionally touch the base of her thighs. At first, the wife would push his hands away, jokingly saying: Stop! Don't go any further! But later, under Uncle Yu's teasing and jokes, she allowed him to caress and play with her most private parts. From occasionally touching the base of her thighs, to his hand constantly stroking her vulva, to whispering in her ear: You're wet! To pulling down her panties and inserting two fingers into her vagina and stirring them. My wife said she initially tried to stop Uncle Yu from touching her because she wanted to moan, but was afraid the waiter would hear. Later, Uncle Gan poured her some wine and toasted with her, so she had to use her hands to toast with him, leaving her genitals to be played with by Uncle Yu. My wife said Uncle Yu even said to Uncle Gan, "It's tight, you're really impressed..." Uncle Gan didn't reply, just looked at my wife and smiled. I asked my wife if she felt good. She said she actually enjoyed it, and Uncle Yu's fingers felt very good. It's just that in that place, she didn't dare to show it too much. I said those two old men really know how to play, they're just playing with people like you, having a physical sexual reaction but not daring to show it! My wife said I'm the best at playing, who else helps others, begs others, hopes others will play with their wives and still enjoys it so much? They're all not as good as you! I laughed loudly. Later, Uncle Yu would vigorously stir the liquid, making a "gurgling" sound, then exaggeratedly ask what the sound was. He would even pull out his finger and stir it in the glass, his semen seeping into the glass, which he would then use to drink with Uncle Gan. Uncle Gan would say that Uncle Yu liked this kind of thing, that he liked "absorbing yin to replenish yang." The wife, watching these two once-important figures drinking her secretions, felt very embarrassed (genuinely embarrassed) and tried to stop them, but they both drank it all in one gulp. The two old men's childlike performance left the wife helpless but unable to refuse. During this time, a waiter came in once, but Uncle Gan yelled at him and sent him away. The wife said that only at the very end, when paying the bill, did a manager-looking person smile apologetically and tell Uncle Gan that the waiter was new and didn't know any better. Later, chatting with Uncle Gan, she learned that they frequently ate here, each time spending tens of thousands of yuan, so the owner gave them a lot of face. Uncle Gan said that Uncle Yu also particularly liked to flirt with young girls like this, saying that Uncle Yu was old and couldn't do it anymore, so he just touched hands and genitals—an old pervert! Indeed, my wife was covered in sweat. She was teased by Uncle Gan about being fingered by Uncle Yu, and by the end, she really wanted it, even actively touching Uncle Yu's penis, though it didn't seem very hard. In the end, he didn't actually have sex with her. He didn't touch her breasts because of her clothes, but just played with her thighs and vagina. He kissed my wife's face for a long time; it was covered in Uncle Yu's saliva. When they parted, Uncle Yu didn't go back to Uncle Gan's house with her to continue; he left on his own. My wife and Uncle Gan inevitably had a big fight when they got home; my wife was already aroused. We didn't stay at Uncle Gan's house that night, so I got to enjoy my wife's "three-handed" experience—after being fingered by Uncle Yu and then thoroughly fucked by Uncle Gan! I asked my wife if she would have agreed to a group sex session if we had gone back to Uncle Gan's house together. She thought for a moment and said she probably would have… I was so excited, yet so regretful… Actually, at this point, my wife was completely open to a threesome. I think it was just a matter of opportunity, a thin veil. The game with Uncle Gan and Uncle Yu continued. Guess if they had a threesome afterward? I won't say yet, I'll leave it as a cliffhanger!

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