The pleasure of eavesdropping on wives' group sex (repost)

I remember the summer of 2004. My girlfriend of many years and I were recruited after graduation and came to this coastal county-level
city. I was assigned to a government office as a secretary, writing documents for the leaders, while my girlfriend was assigned to
a profitable company as a secretary. Six months later, at 28, we had a simple
wedding. To make a name for ourselves as soon as possible, we decided not to have children yet. However,
I had known about my wife's open personality since she was in school, and over the years, I had gradually come to accept the pleasure that being cuckolded brought me.
I remember that summer, the second year after I started working, my wife often talked to me about
how talented her "Master Wang" was, how smart "Xiao Li" in the office was, and how diligent "Xiao Liu" was. From her words,
I saw her restless heart. From then on, she often worked overtime, sometimes coming home very late. I knew
my wife had started cheating.
Because I often accompanied my boss on business trips, I was always worried that my wife's affairs would be seen by others. I reminded my wife that
it was best not to do "that" outside, as it would have a bad influence if others found out. If she wanted to do it, she should do it at
home, where she would feel more relaxed. Seeing my tacit approval, my wife kissed me seven or eight times on the cheek and
buried her head in my chest, saying, "Honey, you're so good." From that moment on, I also waited for my wife's infidelity to
bring me physical pleasure.
Not long after, around three or four in the afternoon, I received a call from my wife: "Honey,
do you have time tonight? Director Wang said he'd bring the water heater he fixed home?" I knew immediately that tonight was
going to be interesting, and quickly replied, "Oh, unfortunately, I'm currently in a meeting with my boss out of town. I
won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. Please treat me." I was trying to reassure my wife.
"Then take good care of yourself while you're away, don't catch a cold," my wife said with a hint of
smugness in her concerned voice.
I quickly glanced at the wall clock; there were less than two hours until I got off work. I needed to
set up my eavesdropping device in that time, then hopped on my old, unwanted bicycle and sped home
.
I placed the prepared ** (a euphemism for a sexual
act) on the bedside table in the bedroom, connecting it with a thin wire to the small bed in the study next door. I secretly pleased with my handiwork, thinking, "Wife, you don't know I'm enjoying
your affair, do you?" After settling in, I returned to my office, waiting for nightfall.
As soon as the streetlights came on, I went to the large tree in the small garden in front of the dormitory building.
The light in my familiar window on the third floor was still on. I glanced at the stars from time to time. Around ten o'clock
, the window I had been staring at was covered by thick curtains. I knew the show was about to begin.
I slowly climbed to the third floor, slowly opened the door, listened for any sounds from inside, and slowly slipped inside.
I gently lay down on the small bed in the study, quickly inserting the two white earplugs. The clear voices of a
man and reached my brain through the earplugs.
"Didn't you see anyone you knew when you came?" my wife asked.
"No, there wasn't a soul on the street, let alone anyone I knew," the man replied.
"My husband's away on a business trip, just what you wanted, hahahahaha." My wife's lewd laughter.
I rolled over, pressed the earplugs into my ears, and stuffed the roll of toilet paper into my crotch. I was
ready.
A moment of silence followed. Only irregular rustling sounds came from next door. "Take off those panties,
I like you naked," a man said. "
I want you to take them off, hahahaha."
"Okay, I can see your pubic hair even before you take them off, hahahaha." The man laughed.
"What are you going to do? I won't take off my bra, my breasts have been a little sore these past few days," my wife pleaded. "Take them all off
, I won't hurt them,"
followed by the creaking of the bed. My heart raced.
"Ah!" a scream rang out. "Are you going to kill me? Ouch—it hurts so much! Pull it out and see if I'm bleeding
, ouch—ouch!" It turned out the man was thrusting too hard, and my wife couldn't take it.
"No bleeding, go slower, do you really want to fuck me to death? Slowly—slower—ooh—slower
—slower, are you all the way in?"
"Almost there, I'll go slowly, does it still hurt?"
"A little, much better than before, good, full thrusting, ah—ah—ah" slap—slap—
slap slap, ah—ah—ah ah ah, the wife's moans and the sounds of flesh colliding were connected.
"Ah—ah—ah ah ah—ah ah ah—ooh, smack—smack—slap slap slap—ooh
ooh ooh" It was hard to tell if it was the wife's moans or the sounds of flesh colliding.
"What, did you cum?"
"No."
"Then why did you get up?"
"I want to take a good look at your little pussy."
"Didn't you see it last time at the hotel?"
"I didn't see it clearly that time." "
Don't look, it's too dirty, if you wanted to see it, why didn't you look sooner, hahaha."
"Okay, I won't look anymore, how many times has your husband seen it?"
"He doesn't look, he really hasn't seen as many as you." "
If your husband knew you were cheating, he'd definitely plug your hole, hahaha."
"If my husband saw someone else having sex with his wife, he'd be in charge already, hee hee hee.
" "Why are you putting it in my mouth?"
"I want you to give me oral sex."
"Can't you wait a bit? You need to wipe yourself first, your genitals are all dirty."
"Okay, then I'll fuck your pussy first, then your mouth, hahaha."
Another series of slapping sounds—a loud, thumping impact. My penis also got hard, I thought the show was going
to continue.
Thump, thump, thump, a faint knocking sound. The knocking from next door stopped, and
an uneasy voice came through my earpiece, "Listen, is that your door? Is your husband home?"
"It's my door, what time is it?" "
It's not even two o'clock yet, can you hear the knocking again?"
"It's knocking on my door. My husband has a key, but he never knocks when he comes home. Who could it be? You go
hide in the bathroom for a bit, I'll go see what's going on." A flurry of footsteps and the sound of the door opening and closing filled my heart...
She was wondering what was going on. It was so late; was he drunk?
*Knock knock*, another soft knock on the door.
"Who is it?" his wife asked again.
"Sister Li, it's me, Xiao Li."
"What's wrong so late?" His wife recognized the voice as Xiao Li from his office. "What's so
urgent? Let's do it tomorrow." His wife clearly didn't want this man to ruin her plans.
"Open the door, I have something urgent to say,
I'll be right back." The door opened. "Don't come in! If it's urgent, just say it."
"Hehe, it's nothing urgent. Isn't Dongdong away on a business trip? I've come to keep you company."
"You rascal, how did you know he was away?"
"I heard it on the phone this afternoon, hehe."
"You're always full of tricks." The door closed again. Now another man entered the room. A rustling
sound indicated the two were undressing. Had his wife forgotten about the one in the bathroom?
"Ouch—ouch!" Another long cry, followed by the sounds of flesh colliding.
"Sister Li, your pussy is so slippery, so wet, is it a souvenir from Brother Dongdong's business trip?"
"Stop talking nonsense, ah—ah—ah ah, use more force, harder, oh—so comfortable."
"Sister Li, I'm alright, I can keep thrusting a hundred times in a row, do you believe me?
" "Come on, stop talking nonsense,"
"Okay, you count," followed by rapid slapping sounds. Pa pa pa—pa pa—pa pa—pa pa—pa pa pa
…
"How about that, Sister Li, is that enough? If not, let's do another hundred.
" "Alright, alright, one hundred and six times, I give up, you're better than Director Wang."
"What? Director Wang, the water in your pussy was made by him?
" "Ah—no, yes, ah no," the wife let slip,
"I was wondering why he went to take a shower so early, and told me to clean up after work, and he wanted
me to clean up so he could enjoy himself, that naughty Wang—Ji—min,"
"Sigh." " You're here! Why did it take you so long to call me? I was holding it in in the bathroom!" The two women were startled;
they'd forgotten about him.
"Get down, get down! I haven't finished yet. You can come after I'm done."
"No way! I listened to you at work, but that doesn't apply now!" Then came two slaps.
"It's all your fault, you little rascal! Even if you don't listen to me, you should at least follow the order!"
"What do you mean, 'after'? You've almost finished! Look, Sister Li's underwear is covered in your filth!"
The two women kept struggling, affecting their mood. The wife spoke up: "How about this? No matter who came first,
you can't both be on me at the same time. You have to take turns. There has to be a sequence. I have an idea:
whoever wins gets to go first, and the loser goes last. I'll do whatever you want, okay?" "
I agree with Sister Li, you say it, I'll accept my loss."
"Old Wang isn't a coward, he'll accept his loss too, Xiaoyan, you say it."
"Then let's use scissors—paper—rock, best of three, I'll be the referee." The three cheered.
My penis was rock hard, my wife was being fucked by someone else, sigh, even eavesdropping has its pleasure.
"Alright, ready, scissors—paper—rock; first round, Wang wins 1:0." My wife was very interested
.
"Alright, ready, scissors—paper—rock; second round, Li wins 1:1." My wife laughed loudly.
"Alright, the decisive round, scissors—paper—rock; third round, Li wins, Little Li 2; 1 beats Wang,
the order is Li first then Wang, hahahahaha—hahahahaha," my wife laughed wildly.
"Brother Wang, sorry, I'm done. Give me some encouragement later, haha. Sister Li, lie down and watch me."
"Slow down, slow down. Old Wang, give me that roll of toilet paper."
"Tell him to get it." Old Wang was a little unconvinced about losing earlier.
"You just grabbed it. If he goes to get it, he'll have to get up again. That way he'll be faster,
and you'll have less time to wait. Okay, give it to me. Little Li, put it under my butt. Okay, let's start."
Ah—ah—ah ah, ooh—ooh—ooh, slap slap—slap slap—slap slap slap, the rhythmic
sounds of flesh colliding rang out again, slap—slap—slap slap—ooh—ooh—ah, the wife
's moans, the sounds of flesh colliding, and the creaking of the bed intertwined. A dozen minutes later, the sound of a man's cry of "Ah—Awoo" came from the earpiece
, indicating that a man had fallen off his wife's body.
"Get up, get up, move aside," Old Wang impatiently shooed away Xiao Li after she ejaculated.
"Xiao Yan, are you sure you can handle this? Why don't you rest a bit before continuing?"
"Let's keep going, you've been waiting for a while. But I need to get up and empty my bladder first, my vagina is full.
" "Okay, I'll help you."
"I can't use paper, it won't work. Here, take my sanitary napkins, bring a lot. Okay, put them on, ah!" His wife
was straining.
"So much, it's too dirty!"
"Okay, get on, let's begin." *Thud—thud—thud thud*, the rhythmic impact stimulated my
brain again. I gripped my penis tightly, the throbbing almost unbearable.
Ah—thud thud—ah—thud thud, ow ow ow—wow, another man collapsed on top of my wife
. All sounds from next door ceased, stopped, the lights went out, and soon the sound of snoring filled the air.
My penis throbbed three times, and a stream of white fluid shot onto the wall next door.
Since my wife started having an affair at home, she's been in a great mood, always smiling, always singing,
and much more active.
I know my wife's actions won't end once they start, and I'm worried that their noise will attract the neighbors
' attention, so... I suggested installing soundproof doors and windows and replacing the light- and soundproof
curtains, citing my frequent nighttime writing of documents as the reason. My wife readily supported this, immediately kissing me seven or eight times on the cheek.
The renovation was completed smoothly in just two days. From then on, no matter how much my wife made a fuss at home, it wouldn't disturb
the neighbors.
Not long after, I went home during lunch to pick up some urgently needed documents. I saw my wife carefully
putting on makeup, and there was a new pair of transparent panties on her dressing table. I judged that my wife had something new going on, so
I took the initiative to say, "Honey, I'm just going back to get some clothes to change into. I'm leaving now to attend a three-day meeting in the provincial capital with the vice mayor
. If you don't want to be home alone tonight, you can stay at your colleague Sun Yan's place."
“I’m not going to her place anymore, I’ll stay home. Don’t worry, no one will try to steal your wife, hahaha.”
My wife seemed especially happy, and I knew the secret.
“Okay then, make sure to lock the door properly tonight, be careful.” I gave her some unnecessary advice, carried my wife around
the house a couple of times, picked up some clothes I didn’t need, and went downstairs.
Back in the office, I kept glancing at the old clock on the wall. Finally, when it got dark, I took a taxi
back to the dormitory building. Looking at that familiar window, I realized that even the light-blocking and sound-blocking curtains made it impossible to tell
what was going on inside. Unable to make a decision, I lingered in the small garden in front of the building for another half hour
, thinking, ‘Whatever, I’ll just have to go check it out.’
I quietly went upstairs, pressed my ear to the door, and listened carefully. There was no sound. I slowly opened
the door a crack, poked my head in, and saw the bedroom door was open. My wife wasn't home. My heart sank.
I went inside, kicked the door shut, and cursed, "Damn it, where have you been gallivanting off to?" I glanced at
the two white, thick earplugs on the pillow in the study, and decided to strip naked; I was going to sleep naked for the night.
Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard the door open, voices, and the door close. My wife had come in, and there was
more than one person with her. I quickly bolted the study door to avoid being discovered.
"Director Wang, could you hang my bag on that coat rack? Xiao Li, hurry up and pull out the coffee table. Xiao Liu, don't bother with that
, the tea is in the kitchen. Hey, turn on the water heater first!" my wife was directing.
A moment later, four people were gathered around the coffee table, a deck of cards in my wife's hand.
"Let's play 'Run Fast' again, same old rules. Xiao Li, you're not allowed to cheat, you hear me? Okay, let's open the cards."
The round ended quickly, and Xiao Li lost. "Quick, take off
a
shirt. After losing four rounds in a row, Xiao Li was left with only his underwear.
His wife lost, and with a shout, she took off her shirt.
In less than an hour, all four of them were left with only the pain relief patch on Old Wang's leg.
I wondered, with nothing left to take off, what would they do if they lost again? The game continued; this time
Old Wang Xiao Li was still unlucky—"Drill into the hot water cup!" Old Wang shouted. Xiao Li took
the cup Old Wang handed him and inserted his penis. "Ah—!" Xiao Li screamed, jumping three times.
Then Old Wang lost, and Xiao Li won again. Xiao Li said, "Heaven has eyes, so you'll be like a railway
soldier digging a tunnel!" Old Wang took a huge tomato and struggled four times before finally managing to squeeze his penis through the middle,
eliciting laughter.
Finally, it was his wife's turn. The winner, Little Li, immediately scooped his naked wife into his arms and
headed towards , not forgetting to turn back and say, "Buddy, sorry, Sister Li, I'll go first."
I quickly put my earplugs in; I could hear everything clearly from next door.
"What's your rush? Slow down—slower—don't press on my legs, okay—a little deeper, a little deeper
, ouch—a long scream!" I knew a penis was being inserted into my wife's vagina, followed by
the rhythmic sounds of flesh colliding—slap—slap—slap, clearly transmitted to my brain.
Slap—slap—slap—slap, ah—ah—ah, the sounds of impact continued.
"Slow down, don't fuck, don't rub my breasts," my wife's voice rang out.
“I won’t ejaculate, or I’ll fuck you a hundred more times, and then we can continue playing cards.”
“Okay, come on, I’ll count for you, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6…—okay, okay, you
fucked me eleven more times, hahaha.”
After making love with his wife for a while, Xiao Li didn’t continue playing cards. Lao Wang and Xiao Liu also went into the bedroom.
Lao Wang lay diagonally on the quilt, placing his wife’s head inside his crotch. “Come on, Xiao Yan, give me some pleasure.”
Xiao Liu tried several times to insert his penis into his wife’s vagina but failed. His wife lifted her buttocks, and Xiao Liu
took the opportunity to thrust in, followed by several loud slapping sounds. Somewhat tired, Xiao Li saw that there were no good spots,
so he held his wife’s foot and licked it again and again.
There was silence, with only soft moans and the slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh coming from next door. Suddenly—
a loud cry of “Ouch—ah—ah—!”
Xiao ejaculated.
A dozen minutes later, another series of "ah-ah-howling" sounds came. Old Wang ejaculated into his wife's mouth.
"Swallow it, swallow it, haha, how does it taste?" Old Wang commanded.
Ah—ugh—ugh—oh, something seemed wrong with his wife. "Too strong, doesn't taste good," she said.
Then the howling started again; it was Xiao Li, no doubt. "You got it all over my face," his wife complained.
A few minutes later, a series of rustling sounds came from next door—humming.
His wife was lying in the middle of the bed, asleep, sandwiched between three men.

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