My wife had her pubic hair shaved by someone else.

I remember that time I met a couple.

My wife and I showered together, changed into our pajamas, and asked if they wanted to shower too. The wife said she had already showered before coming, but the husband said he wanted my wife to shower with him. I nodded, and my wife blushed and ran to the bathroom. The husband followed her in.

He closed the bathroom door, and the sound of running water came from inside. Only the two of us were left in the room. I lifted the covers and crawled in, caressing the wife. My mind wasn't on the bed at all; it was in the bathroom.

My hand gently stroked her buttocks. I was surprised that her vulva was almost hairless, only slightly darker than her skin tone, with her labia minora retracted inside. Her vulva looked very smooth and clean. She said her husband had just shaved her. I then moved her buttocks over and gave her oral sex.

She whispered in my ear, "My man really likes shaving pubic hair, and he's also very good with women. Maybe he's shaving your wife right now!" Then she turned around and took my penis into her mouth.

As if confirming my suspicions, my wife's pleading moans from the bathroom echoed: "Please, have mercy on me! I can't take it anymore, don't shave me completely..."

About fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and the other woman's husband came out first. He glanced at me and greeted me. My wife followed, wrapped in a towel. I didn't dare look at her expression, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw the husband lay my wife down on the bed and then straddle her legs. My wife's moans resumed.

I glanced at my wife's genitals; her vulva was now completely bald, her pubic hair freshly shaved, a truly barren wasteland! I asked her, "How did it suddenly become like this?" My wife said somewhat awkwardly, "You still ask? He took me in to shower, but he... he had to... he had to shave me." I said, "It's okay, I don't blame you, it's good that you shaved it."

This was our first, and so far only, instance of pubic hair swapping. I had only thought my wife would be bent over and being fucked by the other woman's husband, but I never expected that even her pubic hair would be shaved off by him! My wife's entire secret was laid bare before the other man's eyes.

At that moment, the man spread my wife's legs and began to fuck her. His penis was huge, and I could clearly see his thick rod thrusting forcefully inside her, her bare vulva exposed. My wife's lips turned white, her face was streaked with tears, and she trembled all over, excitedly crying out incoherently, "Have mercy! I can't take it anymore..."

Looking at this naked woman beside me, being fucked so wantonly by a complete stranger, was she really my wife? Her skin was fair, her breasts firm, her thighs long—this was indeed a body I knew well, but the once thick, dark pubic hair was now completely gone. From my vantage point, I could clearly see the cleft in the center of her vulva; it was completely invisible before it was shaved.

After a few pleasantries, the other man's wife helped me put on a condom, then squatted on my penis, guiding it to her vaginal opening before gently sitting down, inserting most of my penis into her vagina.

My wife was moaning and groaning beside me when she saw us starting to have sex with her. She turned her head and looked at me, saying she wanted to see how I would put my penis inside the other woman's vagina. Hearing our conversation, the other woman followed my instructions, turning over and kneeling on the bed. She then moved her buttocks towards my wife, sticking them out so I could insert my penis in front of her… Later, my wife told me that the husband had actually picked her up after showering in the bathroom and placed her on the sink to give her oral sex. He had her legs spread wide open and was licking her vaginal opening and anus. My wife said the man's oral sex technique was excellent; it felt incredibly good, and she couldn't help but ejaculate.

Unexpectedly, when he parted her pubic hair to lick her clitoris, my wife completely lost control and couldn't resist pulling him to penetrate her quickly. Then the man chuckled wickedly and stated his conditions. He calmly stroked his wife's vulva, saying he liked to fuck a completely bare vulva, and his penis wouldn't get hard unless she asked him to shave all her pubic hair.

His wife, blinded by lust, was willing to do anything for him to fuck her. So, her pubic hair was shaved by the other man's husband—using my razor and shaving cream, no less!

At first, she begged him not to shave it all off, just symbolically shave the sides of her labia, leaving the mons pubis intact, otherwise she didn't know how to explain it to her husband… As she spoke, a hint of excitement and satisfaction crept into her shy expression. She also told me that after shaving, she looked in the mirror and was astonished to find that not a single pubic hair remained, making her look like a white sheep that had been sheared.

After rinsing off all the shaving cream, the husband knelt down and, like a ram in heat, touched and kissed my wife's smooth buttocks and vulva... Somehow, my wife found her hairless genitals more sensitive. She couldn't stand the licking and asked to suck his penis, but the man didn't grant her wish. Instead, he carried her out of the room and put her on the bed.

Anyway, I digress. At this moment, his wife was lying face down on the bed, waiting for me to penetrate her. I stood up and knelt behind her, stroking my penis with one hand while pinching the white flesh of her buttocks with the other, occasionally spreading her buttocks to lick her anus.

She turned her head to look at me and whispered, "You...you should be gentler." Then she immediately turned her head back, pressing her face against the pillow. I laughed and said, "Relax your ass, take it slow, don't be nervous, relax." My hot, hard penis rubbed back and forth against her shaved labia until it felt wet, then I thrust in with a "plop," and she immediately screamed.

At first, I pumped slowly, the vaginal fluid gradually increasing, making my penis slippery and making the thrusting increasingly lubricated. As I fucked, I exclaimed, "Good cunt! Really good cunt!" Then I saw that the other woman's husband had already brought my wife to orgasm. She was holding the man's waist, her eyes still fixed on the area where my wife and I were joined, her high, erect buttocks trembling, large amounts of fluid gushing from her vagina around the man's penis.

Inspired by the stimulating scene around me, my penis also thrust forcefully in and out of the other woman's vagina, the amplitude increasing, my two hairy testicles slapping against her buttocks, making a soft "slap slap" sound. Later, the primal urges buried deep within me were fully unleashed. All I wanted was to ravage her, my thrusts becoming increasingly brutal and deep.

I don't remember how long I went on, but I kept hearing his wife's panting pleas, "Be gentle...please don't be so rough, please have mercy on me! Oh...oh...I really can't take it anymore!" Her husband immediately turned and stared at me, saying, "Okay, be gentle." He then comforted his wife, "Xiao Yuan, be strong, it's okay! Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

I didn't care about any of that, my penis still thrusting harder and harder. I tilted my head and saw through her husband's head that his wife was tearing at a condom package with her index finger and thumb. I thought to myself, she's been fucked for so long, and now she's finally asking him to wear a condom? If he wanted to ejaculate, he would have already filled her cunt to the brim!

Because we were having sex side-by-side, the angle made it impossible for me to clearly see my wife being fucked while I was having sex with his wife. To see clearly, I had to lean my upper body outwards and tilt my head.

Suddenly, my wife let out a scream. It turned out that the other husband thrust his hips forward and forcefully penetrated her again, this time all the way in. Then he straightened up, picked up my wife, and carried her to the sofa. He continued fucking her as he walked to the sofa, and as soon as he put my wife down, he thrust forward again, making her collapse completely.

Before my wife could catch her breath, the muscles in his strong thighs and buttocks tightened, and he thrust again with all his might, this time even more fiercely. My wife's scream rang out again. Then, he grabbed my wife's pale left thigh with his thick arm and propped it against the back of the sofa, while lifting her right leg with his other hand and placing it on his shoulder, so that my wife's legs were spread wide, almost in a split.

I had thought that my wife would be a little more reserved and close her legs a little, but instead, she gripped the back of the sofa tightly with both hands behind her, shifting her buttocks to position her vagina in a more suitable position for the man to penetrate. Now, that's great. I had been determined that since I couldn't fully appreciate how her pubic hair had been shaved in the bathroom, I would see the most spectacular moment of her being fucked this time. I really wanted them to start over, and their cooperation finally gave me my wish.

Deep, pleasurable roars began to emanate from the sofa as he thrust into his wife with increasing force, making her vagina slap loudly. Not to be outdone, I retaliated by rapidly thrusting my hips back and forth, relentlessly pounding into his wife. In an instant, both wives screamed in agony.

As I thrust wildly, the other woman's cries for mercy grew louder and louder. I was a little surprised, and reluctantly pulled out my penis. Her head moved slightly, and her bare lower body continued to leak white semen and cloudy fluid. Ah!
She had not only been brought to orgasm by me, but had also lost control of her bladder.

I looked at her, unconscious, lying face down on the sweat- and urine-soaked bed, her hair disheveled, her hands gripping the sheets, her pale body still trembling. I called out several times before her head moved again. I moved her into a doggy-style position, spreading her legs wide. Her head drooped limply off the edge of the bed, shaking helplessly and crying out, "No... let me go... you've made me pee!

Spare me!"

It seemed she really couldn't go on anymore, so I straightened up, my hard penis still erect, the condom glistening with semen from her vagina. I turned to the sofa, where my wife and the other man had switched to the doggy-style position. Now the scene in the room was me alone on the bed watching them have sex, feeling a little awkward.

The man glanced at me, said nothing, and continued intently fucking my wife. My wife looked up at me, and seeing me staring intently at her having sex with another man, she lowered her head shyly again. But she couldn't hide the sight of her snow-white vulva being penetrated and thrust into by the other man's penis.

I glanced at it a few times, then walked over and stood in front of my wife. My erect penis, the condom covered in the other man's wife's thick, white fluid, was covered in her thick, white fluid. I removed the condom, grabbed my wife's hair, and pressed her down towards my crotch. She was a little surprised, but she obediently opened her mouth and took the head of my penis in.

As I watched my wife suck my penis, I breathed heavily, my penis growing harder and harder, thrusting wildly in frustration. My wife was using her hands to support herself on the sofa, unable to free them, so she used her mouth and tongue to chase after the head of my penis, her nimble tongue constantly teasing it. Finally, she opened her mouth and took the entire glans in.

"Sorry, let's fuck together?" I asked the other man's husband for his opinion. He let out a long sigh and said, "It's okay, her mouth's free anyway. Take your time! Let's all play with your wife together." I politely replied, "Thank you." My

wife had my penis in her mouth, while another one was thrusting into her from behind, making her body sway back and forth, which conveniently allowed her to swallow and spit out my penis. I didn't insert my penis deeply, just letting my wife's mouth hold the glans, and she made a "tap-tap" sound from her mouth, like a baby nursing.

After about a minute, the other husband suddenly groaned, his whole body shuddered, and he hurriedly pulled out his penis. I saw his testicles moving up and down, and I knew he couldn't hold on any longer, so I quickly pulled my penis out of my wife's mouth, told him to move aside, masturbated a few times, then, with one hand holding my penis and the other touching my wife's high, white, tender buttocks, under the man's gaze, I aimed at her wet vagina and thrust straight in.

"Oh!" my wife cried out, then involuntarily moaned "Oh, oh!" in rhythm with the thrusting of my penis, pleading, "Please, have mercy on me! I can't take it anymore..."

The other husband moved closer to my wife, turning her face towards me. She looked at me pleadingly, but I gave him an indifferent expression. He removed the condom and shoved his bare penis into her mouth.

My wife sucked on his penis for a while, then lifted her head and spat it out, asking, "What about your wife?"

I turned my head towards the bed. The other wife was still lying on the bed like a milky white fish, exhausted as if asleep, her legs wide open, still in the position I had left. A lot of white fluid had accumulated near her vaginal opening, and her shaved labia were spread apart, leaving a large wet patch on the sheet.

I defiantly looked away from her and continued to focus on having sex with my wife. The other husband also increased the frequency of his thrusts into her mouth, letting out low growls. As his penis grew thicker and stronger, he suddenly told my wife he wanted to ejaculate in her mouth. My wife spat out his penis and said, "Okay!" He then winked at me for my opinion, and I nodded.

He positioned himself, his bright red glans pointing directly at my wife's mouth. He vigorously stroked his penis, saying, "Little Bai, you're so good!" The more he spoke, the harder he stroked... Suddenly, he tensed up and shouted, "It's coming! Don't move, just open your mouth wide."

Due to the angle, I could only see part of my wife's face. He grabbed my wife's head, his penis head jerked a few times at her mouth, and then he ejaculated violently. I heard a few "sizzling" sounds from my wife's mouth as all the semen accurately shot into her mouth.

I didn't smell the distinctive fishy smell of semen because my wife glanced at me with it in her mouth, then lowered her head and swallowed everything in her mouth. After her husband finished ejaculating, he let out a long sigh, stroked his penis, looked at me, and collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted, without saying a word… Later, I chatted with his wife in the bathroom. The bathroom door wasn't locked, so her husband and my wife could come in anytime. She was only wearing a white towel, her buttocks bare, and I got to see this woman, whom I had just made love to and who had made me urinate, for the first time. Her skin was as smooth as my wife's, her breasts were indeed a bit small, but her buttocks were really big, and her legs were smooth and hairless, her genitals completely exposed.

She admitted that she had enjoyed it: "You're pretty good! No man can make me urinate like that." She tentatively asked my wife why she liked swallowing men's semen so much. Actually, semen tastes strange, and seeing how much my wife enjoyed swallowing it, the urge to swallow semen myself suddenly became strong.

Looking at her, I secretly gloated over my wife's hobby

(Part 2).

Watching the other man ejaculate in my wife's mouth, I, who was fucking her from behind, was so excited that I couldn't take it anymore, especially since my wife swallowed his semen in front of me, which accelerated the rising feeling of wanting to ejaculate. In order to prevent finishing too early, I hurriedly pulled out my penis.

I held my penis that I had pulled out of her vagina with one hand, and with the other hand, I pushed my wife down onto the sofa. The man lying next to me moved his buttocks to make room, and then helped me gently turn her down. My wife understood that I wanted to change the position to fuck her, and immediately obediently lay flat on the sofa, raised her legs and spread them apart, and assumed a position to be fucked.

The other man's husband grabbed my wife's buttocks from behind, holding her in his arms like he was changing a child's diaper. My wife's vulva was wide open, her snow-white thighs almost spread to their maximum extent. An hour ago, her pubic hair was thick, but now it was completely bare, her thick labia parted like a small mouth. I straightened up, rubbed the head of my penis against her labia a few times, and then inserted it into her vagina, starting to fuck her properly.

As I thrust forcefully, I held my wife, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. My wife was panting heavily in front of me, her two little white legs kicking wildly. I pressed down on my wife's shoulders, signaling the other man's husband to spread her two snow-white thighs. I thrust my penis in and out with all my might, and my wife's juices began to gush out like a flood, and her legs slowly relaxed.

The other man's husband was still gripping my wife's legs tightly with both hands. I pushed his hands away, and he cleverly released them. My wife's two snow-white legs pulled upwards, her vulva opened even wider, and her vagina contracted fiercely. I saw that my wife was getting into the mood, so I quickly increased the pace of my thrusting.

The other man's husband got up and came behind me, glancing at my wife's genitals and saying, "Why is your wife so wet?" Upon hearing this, my wife's legs contracted even more forcefully, and her vagina convulsed. I knew her orgasm was coming, and I also thrust my penis forward, making muffled "squelch, squelch" sounds from her vagina, and her fluids flowed out like water.

My wife cried out "oh oh oh" a few times and then stopped moving. Her eyes suddenly opened, revealing the whites of her eyes. I knew that when my wife's eyes rolled back, it meant that she had orgasmed. The fluid from my wife's vagina flowed onto my penis and then dripped onto the sofa. I pulled out my penis, and my wife, covered in sweat, turned over and slumped onto the sofa.

The other woman's husband looked at my withdrawn penis and said, "Why is it still so hard?" I said I hadn't ejaculated yet. He smiled in surprise, then went back to the sofa, sat down, and pulled my wife into his arms. Without stimulation, my penis began to shrink. My wife rested in that man's arms for a while, and her body gradually recovered.

My wife glanced at my penis and whispered, "Was it comfortable just now?" I nodded and shook my head contentedly, then stroked my penis with my hand. The glans was covered with my wife's secretions, semi-solidified, hanging down like long snot. I was alone again, and the room was quiet.

Suddenly, a sound came from the bed. I turned my head and saw that the other woman had gotten up and was sitting on the bed. She ran her hand through her hair, looked up at me—the man who had fucked her until she was almost unconscious—and at that cock that had made her pee. She smiled sheepishly, then turned her head and stuck out her round buttocks high. Somewhat wearily, she began to tidy up the blankets and sheets, which were stained with sweat and urine.

I looked over. Her clean, hairless vagina was red and slightly everted from my fucking. A string of sticky stuff hung from her white, plump legs. Stimulated by this scene, my cock quickly recovered and became erect again.

I moved behind her, my erect penis covered in my wife's thick, white fluid. I slipped my hand under her large buttocks and began to rub her labia. She trembled slightly, lifting her face, which was hidden by her drooping hair, and pleaded softly, "Please stop picking at it, I feel like I need to pee again... You really know how to play with women!" Her

words thrilled me. I brazenly began to probe her vagina with my index finger, while my middle finger trembled as I thrust it into her anus, stirring vigorously until she gasped for breath. Ten minutes passed. Suddenly, the other woman screamed, her whole body trembling. A gush of hot water gushed from her vagina. I couldn't dodge in time; my middle finger, still inside her anus, was scalded by the hot water.

I glanced at her wet hands, then at her lower body, which was also completely soaked. I jokingly kissed her smooth, white buttocks and asked, "Did you pee again?" She lowered her head and whispered, "No... I don't need to pee anymore." Then she groaned in pain, plopped down on the bed, and kept muttering, "I don't need to pee! I don't need to pee anymore!"

My hands were getting tired, so I wiped my urine-soaked hands on the other woman's hair, then bent down, lifted her large, white buttocks, pulled out the sheet underneath, and carefully wiped her bare lower body inside and out, not even sparing her anus. She was exhausted from the humiliation, biting her lip hard, but didn't stop me from wiping.

After a while, the other woman's husband and my wife returned to bed. The woman and my wife were chatting and laughing again, but I didn't hear a word she said. My mind was filled with random thoughts. It wasn't until my wife came and nudged me that I came back to reality.

The two wives started tidying the sheets on the bed. One of them said, "You two are beasts! You two are fucking me so hard. I've never been fucked by two men at the same time before. You're so heartless." The other husband rubbed

his wife's bare genitals and joked, "You really don't know what's good for you. Such a tender body, it's such a waste for one person to fuck you!" We all laughed. I suddenly felt a little disappointed, so I didn't say anything. I just pulled the other wife over and gestured for her to lick my penis head. The folds under my glans were full of white grime, dried semen from when I fucked my wife. The other wife sat up, found the towel on the bedside table, took out a damp tissue to wipe my penis head, and I blocked her hand. She looked at my face, gritted her teeth, and opened her mouth to lick it a few times. Then she took my penis head in her mouth with her lips and sucked it hard.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, I let go, squeezed my penis, and forced it into her mouth. She didn't dare to be slow, opening her mouth wide and swallowing it, sucking my entire penis with a "squeak."

My penis moved back and forth, thrusting in and out like in my wife's vagina. The semi-solidified patches that were originally on the head of my penis dissolved back into a paste with the saliva scraped out, spreading to the upper part of the other woman's lips. Some of it had already started to drip down my penis, onto my testicles, and mingled with the pubic hair beneath them.

His wife was holding my penis with all her might, and I was enjoying myself immensely. After thrusting for a while, I even thought about ejaculating in her mouth, making her swallow my semen in front of her husband. The woman also realized that the final moment was approaching, and helplessly swayed her head from side to side, trying to spit out my penis, making some indistinct sounds from her mouth blocked by it. The other woman's husband fully understood his wife's reaction, but my wife had already swallowed his semen, so he couldn't stop her now. He could only helplessly masturbate his own penis.

Feeling confident and fearless, I increased the speed of my thrusts, quickly approaching climax and starting to breathe heavily. Suddenly, my wife called my name. I glanced at her; she was kneeling beside our bed, staring at my semen-covered penis. I nodded knowingly, pressing her head down harder and faster, then suddenly pulled out, pulling her down to lie beneath me and shoving my wet penis into her mouth, though some still managed to ejaculate on her face. My wife sucked

on my penis with all her might, not daring to slack off. I let out a low growl and ejaculated into her mouth with satisfaction. Satisfied, I pulled my penis out of her mouth with great effort, closing my eyes and letting out a long sigh.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw my wife's right hand cupped in a ball. I moved closer to her and turned her face towards me; she glanced at me. The other woman's wife sidled up, pointing a tissue at my wife's mouth with her right hand. She leaned down and whispered something in my wife's ear. I covered her face with my hand, and she turned her face towards me, her expression seemingly surprised.

My wife patted the other woman's plump, white legs, shook her head, and then carefully tilted her head back, looking into my eyes as she slowly opened her mouth, revealing a mouthful of white semen. I nodded knowingly, and she lowered her head back, swallowing everything in her mouth. I stroked my penis a few times, then wiped my semen-covered hand on my wife's lips. The other woman stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

The man sitting next to us then came to his senses, glanced at me, and muttered to himself, "This guy is really lucky. I've never seen a woman who likes swallowing men's semen so much. Xiaobai (my wife's name) is amazing!" I glanced at my wife, whose face flushed, and she playfully slapped the other man's husband.

“Look at them, you should relax a bit and get used to it!” the other man’s husband said to his wife.

His wife’s cheeks turned red, and she bit her lips, which were covered with congealed white fluid…

(III)

The other man’s wife didn’t say anything, she just looked at my wife, and after a long time she bit her lower lip and said, “You…you just now…when you drank that stuff, I felt nauseous. Do you think it’s okay for them to ejaculate directly into your mouth? I never thought that men’s ejaculation could be drunk.”

My wife smiled and said, “I didn’t drink any water, and we played for a long time, so I felt a little thirsty.”

Looking at the other man’s wife, I asked her if she was thirsty. She nodded, and then shook her head. My wife chuckled and sidled up to me, saying, "How about it? Want to try some?" She shook her head again, saying, "I think it's too dirty, and... you should just eat it yourself!"

I laughed and said, "That stuff is high in protein and nutritious, why don't you try some?" She didn't dare say anything, quickly sat up, and looked at her husband. Her husband said, "You used to always refuse, saying I was a pervert, but look at her today..."

I quickly laughed and said, "We have time today, you don't need to rush." My wife pinched my chest hard and said, "You are a pervert!"

We were very excited, easily tidying up the sheets on the bed, as well as the crumpled tissues and torn condom wrappers scattered on the floor. Suddenly, my wife was surprised to find a wet patch under the sheets. She looked up and gave me a slightly surprised look. I straightened up and turned my head towards the other man's wife's smooth, hairless legs. The man also glanced at me and his wife, but didn't say anything, and continued tidying up the bed.

The other woman let out a soft moan, quickly grabbing the wet sheet. She didn't want her husband to know she'd been aroused to the point of incontinence by my ministrations. My wife glanced at me, pulled the other woman close, and whispered something in her ear. Her face flushed crimson.

I chuckled mischievously, "Did you drink too much water and lose control, then got too lazy to go to the bathroom and peed on the bed?" My wife actually bent down to smell the wetness under the sheet, tilting her head back and laughing, "It really is pee! It really is pee!" The other woman's cheeks turned bright red, and she lightly slapped my wife.

My wife added, "That's funny, you peed on the bed!" She turned to look at me, "How about you? You were really into it, weren't you?" I looked at the other woman holding the wet sheet and nodded. The woman's head hung low; the secret of her urinating from being aroused by us in front of her husband was too embarrassing for her. She quickly grabbed the wet sheet and ran into the bathroom, her husband following her.

I couldn't help but steal a glance at the other woman's snow-white back. She was truly a typical woman, with a large, round, white, and pert bottom. When she moved, her plump, cotton-white buttocks trembled slightly, incredibly alluring.

We returned to the tidied bed, and I held my wife's naked body in my arms. I felt an immense pleasure mixed with a deep sense of loss, a loss that came from the depths of my heart. Then I noticed my wife seemed unusually excited. Lying on the bed, looking at her excited eyes, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Did you take some drugs?" My wife just smiled and ignored me.

While touching my wife's buttocks, I asked her, "Do you like having two men fuck you?" She nodded. I asked again, "Do you like his penis?" My wife just smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, my wife leaned over me and gently asked, "You really want to know?"

"Yes!" I replied.

"When I tell you, you can't be jealous," my wife said.

I casually touched her buttocks and replied, "We're an old married couple, how can we be so jealous?"

My wife said that it felt good to have sex with another man alone, and she was so excited that she was trembling all over.

I couldn't help but ask my wife again, "What did you feel when your husband was fucking you?"

My wife said, "I don't know what happened, but at first I really couldn't take it. His penis was going harder and harder with each thrust..." I said, "At that point, you were screaming so hard you couldn't even speak." She said, "Really?"

I asked again, "Was his penis big?" My wife nodded, then blushed and said, "You two were doing it together, how could you not know?" I said, "I want to know how you felt."

My wife thought for a moment and said, "I'll tell you, don't be angry. His penis is definitely bigger than yours." After my wife finished speaking, she turned to look at me, touched my penis, and said, "It's probably not as long as yours, but the head of his penis seems bigger than yours, and his penis is thicker overall. When you're hard, it's this thick... and when he's hard, it's this thick..."

My wife's hand touched the head of my penis and stroked it a few times, comparing it, and then gently stroked it again.

I felt my penis was still limp, my mind filled with images of my wife being fucked to the point of ecstasy by another man. Although a slight pang of sadness washed over me, stimulation and excitement quickly overwhelmed me…

(IV)

“That’s all?” I asked, somewhat unwillingly. At that moment, I felt myself getting hard again, so I pulled my wife back a little and rubbed my hand between her bare labia. “Gently, don’t rush!” she said, spreading her legs wider.

“Say it!” I urged.

She glanced at me and continued, "Are you really jealous? Don't be angry! But your cock still feels better. I can't reach orgasm when he's doing it, but you can make me have a complete orgasm. You know what?

He knows what you're thinking. When you changed positions, he grabbed my thighs and held me in his arms like a child peeing, and then he even freed one hand to caress my breasts. I really enjoyed it when the two of you were doing it together, it was more enjoyable than doing it with just one person. But after a while, I really didn't feel anything anymore."

My wife asked again, "You actually made his wife pee? That's amazing! You're really something.

How did you do it? Tell me!"

I said, "When you were shaving in the bathroom, I licked her anus. Her genitals were completely bald, like a plucked white chicken, which excited me immensely. When..." When I heard you yelling in the bathroom, I guessed that your pubic hair had been shaved off by your husband, and my penis immediately became rock hard. When you came out, I saw that there really was no hair left down there. I was furious, but I couldn't confront him, since it was already shaved anyway. Then, while I was having sex with his wife, all I could think about was your bald genitals, and I vented all my anger on her. I just wanted to fuck her as hard as I could, and I was a bit rough, but somehow she peed! Actually, the whole thing didn't even last ten minutes.

After hearing this, my wife let out an "Oh," and sighed deeply, saying, "You! I don't even know what to say about you!" I was wondering how to answer when she smiled and said, "That's too much! We can't do that anymore... Do you think his wife's ass is too fat?"

"How is it fat?" I interjected.

“His wife isn’t very tall, and that big butt looks too fat on her, it doesn’t suit her. Hmm, you’re getting excited again, aren’t you?” My wife asked while vigorously stroking my penis. I was incredibly excited and pulled her over to touch it too.

About fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and the other man’s husband came out first, greeting us. My wife quickly pulled up her underwear, sat up, and looked at the other man’s husband, saying, “Where’s your wife? Is she alright?”

The man’s face flushed as he said, “She’s fine, she’s fine. I’m here!”

My wife urged me to get dressed quickly. I grunted in response, lying naked on the bed, saying I'd rest a little longer. The other man's husband didn't say a word, just lay down naked beside us. We'd both been working too hard earlier and were exhausted. For a long time, neither of us spoke.

A moment later, we heard his wife come out of the bathroom, her voice cold. I looked up; she glanced at the three of us, then clutched her breasts and ran to the bed, grabbing her jeans. She reached inside, trying to find underwear, but couldn't. She looked at the clothes scattered on the floor, still nothing. So, she was left naked from the waist down, wearing only a white turtleneck sweater.

I noticed something was wrong with her and went to hug her, but she gently pushed me away, plopped down on the sofa with her plump, white lower body turned to the side, and silently watched TV, pulling her sweater down to cover her bare lower body. The bedroom was quiet now, save for the sound of the television.

It was my wife who broke the silence first, asking the other man's husband if it was difficult to find a parking spot on the street when he drove over. He said it wasn't difficult, he just parked in front of the gate. My wife quickly sat up and said, "The street rules stipulate that we can't park here from 2 to 3 pm today because of street sweeping." The other man's husband mumbled "uh-huh" in agreement, shifted his thigh slightly, and then continued to close his eyes and rest.

His wife said, "Let me move!" and got up, her plump, white lower body exposed, grabbed her jeans, struggled to put them on, then zipped them up and fastened her belt. My wife quickly got up and dressed, saying she would go with her. His wife said, "It's okay! It's just finding a parking space, I can manage by myself. You three can chat."

My wife glanced at the two of us naked men, smiled mischievously, and said, "What's there to chat about? If I'm alone with those two beasts, they'll eat me alive!" The two wives hugged each other and started playing around again, laughing and talking as they left...

(V)

After they left, the two of us naked men slept on the same bed, feeling a little awkward. The other husband glanced at me, put on his underwear, and sat up. I also got up and dressed. We both watched TV silently.

My mind was filled with the image of his wife putting on jeans with her plump, white lower body exposed. I couldn't help but ask the man again, "Is it okay for your wife to be wearing jeans with her lower body exposed?" He replied casually, "It's fine. She always likes to be naked at home. She's used to it and feels comfortable being unrestrained."

About half an hour later, we heard a knock on the door, and the two wives returned. I ordered pizza, and later we sat comfortably on the sofa, watching TV and eating it. His wife sat between the two of us men, seemingly a little embarrassed. After a while, she took off her coat and said she needed to use the restroom, getting up and going into the bathroom.

By then, the scene in the room had changed to the three of us sitting on the sofa. His wife leaned over and asked me what was on TV. I said, "I have some porn, want to watch it?" She blushed and chuckled, saying, "Why are you like this?" Her husband quickly said, "Great, we watch that all the time." His wife's cheeks turned bright red, and she quickly got up and ran to the TV to find a DVD.

I pretended to watch TV, but out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at her. She sat down by the TV, smoothed her hair with her hand, then bent over, widening her eyes as she searched. After a while, she got up, grabbed a DVD, and said, "Let's watch 'Lost in Transmission'!" We nodded. She changed the DVD, turned up the volume, and sat back down between the two of us men.

We remained silent on the sofa, the only sounds being the television and water running from the bathroom. The other woman broke the silence, asking her husband, "This woman is quite attractive, don't you think?" The man didn't answer, but pulled her closer and reached inside her shirt to grope her. She simply rested her head on her husband's shoulder, her eyes glued to the television screen.

The other woman was only wearing a white turtleneck sweater, and her husband's hand slipped under the hem of the sweater; she wasn't wearing anything underneath, so it was easy for him to touch her breasts. As the story unfolded, my hand joined her husband's, and the two of them each took a breast. Her breathing became increasingly rapid. I glanced at the husband, who knowingly increased the frequency of his movements.

Since her back was to me, her buttocks were completely facing me. I pulled my hand out of her sweater and began stroking her buttocks through her pants. The woman's buttocks were so large that it took considerable effort to reach inside. Because she wasn't wearing underwear, her plump, white buttocks immediately landed in my hand.

His wife, sandwiched between us, had already turned to the side and slumped into his arms. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I adjusted my position and angle, forcefully reaching my hand up from behind into the base of her parted thighs. Her bare, slippery vulva was once again under my fingers.

The three of us played on the sofa for a long time, without changing positions much. It was always me touching her vulva and her husband fondling her breasts, but her vaginal fluids kept flowing. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and sat up, saying, "Stop it." Her voice was very soft, as if she didn't want anyone to hear. She glanced at her husband again, then leaned over him and whispered something in his ear. Her husband, however, said loudly, "If you're uncomfortable, just take it off! You're at home anyway, don't hold it in."

I glanced at her; her face was flushed. She playfully slapped her husband lightly, shifted her body to the side, and leaned behind him, pulling down her jeans. I stared blankly at her. She was so fair-skinned, and her lower body was as smooth as tofu. She turned her face towards me, tilted her head back, and laughed, saying, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Watch TV properly. Am I more interesting than TV?"

(VI)

Next to me were the couple. "Come sit here!" I invited his wife. She smiled and said, "No way!" I got up and sat down, poured a glass of water, and asked her, "Want some water?" She turned to look at me and said, "Okay."

She bent down to get the water, and I focused my gaze on... class=infotextkey>性谒娜堑卮梢郧宄吹剿┌椎乃戎洌醮浇舯兆判纬梢惶醴煜撸傧蛳峦ィ醮降男巫匆老】杉胰滩蛔≌酒鹱剿澈螅雍竺姹ё∷剩骸澳悴焕渎穑坎灰匙帕恕！ I sat down, her back still to me. I reached in front of her and used my fingers to probe her vulva. It seemed a bit dry there, so I slowly massaged it. She slowly
parted her legs, her lower body trembling slightly with my fingers, and she began to breathe softly. She pulled her sweater down forcefully to cover her exposed genitals, watching TV while constantly looking down at her lower body, making "hmm...hmm..." sounds from her nostrils. I stopped watching TV and closed my eyes, enjoying the gentle sensation from my fingers.

The bedroom was quiet, save for the sounds from the TV and his wife's moans. After a while, she took a breath and began to tremble, her entire abdomen swaying from side to side under my hands. I just kept rubbing downwards with my hands, while she arched her lower body upwards, oblivious to her husband's presence, moaning "Oh...oh...oh..." her large buttocks occasionally lifting off the sofa cushion.

Suddenly, she screamed, "What are you doing?!" Hearing her voice, I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her husband also glanced back at us. I asked softly, "Is it comfortable?" She didn't answer, but squeezed my hand in response. After a while, she said, "You men are all lecherous!" She looked back at me, pointed to the bathroom, and I said, "It's nothing."

I touched her face, and she closed her eyes and turned her face away. Seeing this, her husband unconsciously put his hand on his underwear and started stroking it. At this moment, she said, "Stop it! Get up! Hey! Move aside, your wife will be out in a bit. Let me go, I need to use the toilet." As she spoke, she stood up and swayed her hips towards the bathroom.

I found her figure extremely alluring; proportionally, her buttocks were surprisingly large and perky. I couldn't help but touch my own penis. Her husband glanced at my crotch, and I felt a little embarrassed. I sat up and said, "I'm going to browse the internet." I

went to the study and browsed online for a while. My wife opened the study door and called me into the bedroom. I went in and saw her husband sitting alone on the sofa, while his wife sat on the bed wearing a sweater, her lower body buried under the covers.

My wife, covering herself with a towel, sat down on the bed. They smiled at each other, and his wife made room for my wife, who leaned against her. His wife covered my wife with the blanket, and I glanced at her; her lower body, still hidden under the covers, was naked. They sat on the bed, their lower bodies wrapped in the blanket, silently watching TV.

The TV was showing a clip of a Japanese stripper kicking and wiggling her hips. Her husband, sitting on the sofa, smiled at me and asked in a smug tone, "How about it? Strippers always shave first. I like women with shaved pubic hair; it feels so exciting!" I said I liked it too, it was stimulating.

Her husband said, "When we're at home, I often shave her, and luckily she likes it too. She said when her pubic hair grows to a medium length, it's stiff and uncomfortable to walk in, so she really needs to shave it once a week. We've discussed it on the phone, so I know you won't be angry. Your wife has big breasts, fair skin, and a shaved pubic area looks really good, especially when I give her oral sex—it's so interesting, so exciting!"

Suddenly, his wife looked at us and asked, "What are you talking about?" Her husband said, "I already told you about shaving your pubic hair." His wife glared at him and said, "Get lost, you're so boring! You can't say anything good, all you think about is this..."

My penis started to get hard, and my wife also shifted her body slightly, continuing to dry her hair with a towel. The other woman's husband glanced at me, our eyes meeting. I smiled slightly, and he asked quietly, "Want to admire it?" I nodded. He turned to the two women and said, "If you're hot, just lift the covers!" Both women looked up at us but remained silent. His wife's expression was particularly unpleasant; she silently watched the television.

We felt a little awkward. The other woman's husband glanced at me, and I, still somewhat flustered, asked, "Why are you like this?" He replied, "It's a different feeling. Try it, it's quite interesting!"

I was excited, looking at my wife. Her face was flushed, and she looked down at the covers somewhat embarrassedly. I glared at her and coughed, but she ignored me, still looking down at the covers, hesitant. I had no choice but to call out to her again.

After a while, my wife sighed deeply, silently watching the television, and slowly lifted the covers, moving them away from her waist. Then she stepped out from under the covers, her entire genitals suddenly exposed before us. The other woman's husband and I were both intently watching my wife's movements, a strange excitement rising within us.

I heard heavy breathing and glanced at the other woman's husband; his penis was slowly hardening beneath his thin underwear. I then called out to my wife again. She looked at me, her face almost expressionless. I smiled slightly and said, "I can't see clearly." My wife glared at me, hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes, leaned back against the two stacked pillows, and shakily bent her two white, tender thighs apart, her heels pressing tightly against the sheets, even her toes pointing upwards.

The other woman's husband stared at my wife's bare lower body, already panting heavily. I gazed deeply at my wife's face as she leaned against the headboard, feeling a pang of pity for her.

The room was still bright in the afternoon. My wife sat naked on the bed, letting the two of us men look at her genitals. Her shaved vulva was smooth with few wrinkles; her labia majora were plump and white, while her labia minora were thin and tight. class=infotextkey>性谥屑洹苑狡拮硬⒉豢次颐牵皇嵌⒆诺缡樱矣幂凵怂煞蛞幌拢秩傲怂妇洌拮踊故遣焕恚苑秸煞草鸟秤吹酱脖撸安凰狄幌戮拖瓶拮痈亲畔律淼谋蛔樱鲆醪烤腿冻隼戳耍??拮拥牧牧疤凇吠卣秃炝耍劾嵩咨劭衾锎蜃⒆诺缡樱碜釉谖⑽⒒⒍丁?br Suddenly
she got out of bed, shoved her husband aside, and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind her. A moment later, soft sobbing could be heard from the bathroom. Her husband stood awkwardly at the head of the bed. My wife grabbed the blanket and covered her naked body, then suddenly yelled, "Ugh! I can't take it! What are you trying to do?" She then turned away from us, burying her head in the blanket. Her husband remained standing there, bewildered.

The sobbing from the bathroom grew louder. I had no choice but to carefully get up and head towards the bathroom…

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