Wife was raped by the vice principal

Beautiful women are prone to narcissism. My wife's complexion has improved, her spirits are much higher, and she's become more ambitious. She used to be indifferent to departmental work, but now she actively strives for opportunities like excellent courses, key courses, key research groups, performance showcases, program arrangement, and attending conferences—she's become an active member of the department.

My wife has also started paying more attention to her appearance. She used to dislike wearing clothes that were too tight, feeling it wasn't appropriate to show off her breasts, but now she wears sweaters and walks around showing off her figure. She enjoys going shopping with Professor Shen, and she's had more social engagements in the evenings, often working overtime.

I continue to work out of town. I want to confront my wife, but what will happen? Will I become a laughingstock at work, disrupting the current balance? I can't be like those workers who draw their knives; I have to respect my position. Besides, I've also been satisfying my own desires by having sex with many women. I'm also responsible to my family.

Countless nights, my wife became my masturbation object. I missed her writhing, her moans, her trembling, and ejaculated again and again.

Then the Edison Chen photo scandal broke online, involving Edison Chen and Charles Henley. I downloaded and watched it; it was quite exciting. Especially Cecilia Cheung in "Fly Me to Polaris"—she was so pure. One of my girls once told me that she cried buckets of tears watching the movie again. I was curious then, was it really that moving? Every

man has a favorite celebrity. In their imagination, each celebrity has been violated a thousand times in various positions and by various people. Not long ago, I saw news that Japanese lifelike mannequins are becoming more and more realistic. I think that in the future, the best sex object might be a machine. I heard that there are places in Changchun that make celebrity molds, allowing people to satisfy their desire to play with celebrities.

After seeing pictures of Cecilia Cheung, I'm truly grateful to her. She vividly demonstrated oral sex and intercourse—how exciting! How many people masturbated because of this? How many people went to hotels to find girls who looked like Cecilia Cheung? How much GDP did this boost?

I drank too much at the company once, and a female colleague said, "You know, you're very sexy. You're the dream girl of so many people in the company." She blushed and was very happy. Actually, to put it bluntly, it meant "so many people dream of playing with and ravaging you." Speaking of my wife,

time flies when you're away. By the end of the year, the market was doing very well, and the company transferred me back to headquarters.

When I'm away, I can forget, but what about at home?

The year-end performance is coming up, and my wife is the training teacher for the performance, and she also has a performance herself, so she's even busier.

Every time I see my wife with her exquisite makeup, I want to have sex with her. It always feels like she's leaving me, so I feel like I should have sex with her as much as possible.

One night, my wife came home very late after directing rehearsals. She told me that their performance might not win any awards, and her solo performance might be moved up, no longer the finale. She was a little depressed. Xiaowen discussed with me about inviting Vice Principal Chu and Teacher Shen to dinner the next day. She asked me what we should eat, and I said I'm tired of stir-fries and seafood now, so let's go eat wild game tomorrow.

Before the banquet, my wife kept asking me what clothes would look good on me. I said, "Nothing looks best." She said,

"Then I really won't wear anything." "If you don't wear anything, I'll eat you tonight." "You're a pervert! Did you watch some videos? I heard Japanese people are this perverted." Before leaving, my wife specially sprayed a bottle of perfume with French writing on it under her armpits and on her neck.

The next day, Vice Principal Chu and Teacher Shen were at a small restaurant. We ordered several dishes, including wild boar, pheasant, and venison. When we asked Teacher Shen for her opinion, she looked at Vice Principal Chu and said,

"Let's have ginseng stewed with deer penis, with some deer blood, so you can have some nourishment." Vice Principal Chu said, "Little Shen, do you eat this often?" Teacher Shen said, "Principal Chu, are you joking? I rarely eat it." "It's for your husband, Lao Guo," Xiao Wen said.

"He's cultivating immortality," Teacher Shen said.

Vice Principal Chu looked at me seriously and said, "Men eat cooked food, women eat raw food, but both are very nourishing." Teacher Shen laughed somewhat ambiguously, and his wife laughed too.

Vice Principal Chu was very generous, and Teacher Shen was also a heroine; we quickly finished two bottles of baijiu. At the table, we learned that Vice Principal Chu and Teacher Shen had jointly run a private school.

I felt a little dizzy from the drink. Normally, 42-proof liquor wouldn't have bothered me, but today we were drinking 52-proof Yanghe Blue Classic, which was a bit too much for me. Xiao Wen, persuaded by Teacher Shen, also had a little. Teacher Shen ordered two more cups of the local deer antler wine.

After dinner, Teacher Shen said, "Let's go sing karaoke together; Xiao Wen sings very well!" Teacher Shen then called two girls, and she whispered to me that these two girls worked part-time at a karaoke bar.

The night was breezy, the moon was sparse, and the stars were few; the city lights illuminated the night.

We arrived at a karaoke bar; there were only small private rooms, no large ones, but it wasn't crowded. We ordered some dried fruit, and Vice Principal Chu ordered a dozen beers.

Vice Principal Chu sang the first song; he has a beautiful voice, and

his rendition of "In That Faraway Place" was deeply moving. Even without a microphone, he performed flawlessly, clearly having received professional training. It seems Vice Principal Chu has a passion and talent for music and sports, and he's so handsome.

My wife sang "Never Give Up."

We drank and sang, everyone becoming a little tipsy. Teacher Shen suggested we dance.

We changed to dance music. Being from a technical background, I only have a superficial understanding of dance, but I managed to join Teacher Shen. Teacher Shen also seemed a bit drunk; her high breasts trembled slightly. Her low-cut neckline revealed her bare breasts, their full, rounded shape alluringly exposed, truly captivating. The white light reflecting off her skin was dazzling in the dimly lit room, and her black underwear was clearly visible.

Over there, Vice Principal Chu and Xiaowen were dancing very well, performing various fancy moves. Watching Xiaowen nestled in Vice Principal Chu's arms like a little bird, I felt a little drowsy. Just now, I sang with Xiaowen, and two of her female friends sang along.

Teacher Shen said, "Xiaowen dances really well." Then we continued drinking, and slowly, with each beer I drank, my drowsiness grew stronger.

Teacher Shen suddenly said to the two girls, "It's getting late, you two should go home." I volunteered to take them downstairs.

Downstairs, a cold wind blew, and on my way back, I went to the wrong room. Pushing open the door, I saw two girls dancing in their lingerie.

Finally, I found my private room, and through my hazy vision, I saw Xiaowen singing a duet with the principal.

I was already drunk. Teacher Shen came over and let me lie on her lap. I felt a warm embrace, but I couldn't move.

Through my hazy vision, I saw Xiaowen nestled on Vice Principal Chu's shoulder.

I don't know if it was a few minutes or hours later, but when I opened my eyes, I seemed to see Xiaowen kissing Vice Principal Chu through Teacher Shen's armpit.

In a daze, I was helped into the car, and then I remember nothing more.

Vice Principal Chu said, "I feel very comfortable like this, how about you?" "No, my husband is next to me." "It's okay, he won't wake up." But they didn't know that I was already somewhat awake; my vision was blurry, my head ached, and I felt weak all over.

Her body was right next to me, pressed down by Vice Principal Chu. Compared to him, my wife was a petite woman.

His wife's top had been pulled open, her breasts were being held tightly in his arms. She struggled weakly, saying, "Let me go, don't wake my husband." "I really love your perfume. Was this the one I gave you last time? It smells so good. Did you spray it down there?" His wife nodded weakly, but Vice Principal Chu's lips remained pressed against her delicate neck.

My wife has a beautiful neck; I often say you have a neck like Vivien Leigh's—long and beautiful. A woman has several curves: the neck, the waistline, the hip line, and the bust line. Of these, the neck is the most elegant, the waistline is the most alluring, and the hip line always looks best when undressed.

His hand slipped inside Xiaowen's full breasts, pushed up her bra, and grasped her full breasts.

"Oh," Xiaowen couldn't help but moan. She glanced at me, shaking her head slightly, as if pleading for something, but dared not speak loudly. But his two large hands began to knead her now completely exposed breasts.

I knew my wife's breasts were very sensitive, even more so than vaginal penetration.

Her skirt had been lifted, and Xiaowen, filled with fear, began to despair, because Vice Principal Chu had pulled down her black lace panties from under her skirt.

My wife began to struggle violently, but her arms were pinned to her sides. When Xiaowen turned her head, Vice Principal Chu shoved the black lace panties into her mouth.

Vice Principal Chu then warned Xiaowen in a vicious tone, "Don't move anymore, or you'll wake your husband!" Her eyes were already blurred with tears. She sobbed and shook her head and nodded repeatedly. My wife stopped struggling, and Vice Principal Chu used his leg to hold Xiaowen's thighs together, spreading her buttocks apart.

Xiaowen let out a soft "uh," her weak and pleading appearance truly reminding me of pear blossoms in the rain. The ancients were right.

Vice Principal Chu pulled down his pants, revealing his penis. This heartless man had a penis as hard as stone, as robust as his physique, long and erect in the moonlight.

She struggled desperately, but Vice Principal Chu roughly reached into Xiaowen's genitals, inserting his fingers into her warm vagina, lifting her up and pulling hard. She bent over in pain, her buttocks raised.

"Ugh," a soft moan escaped her muffled mouth.

Watching all this felt like watching a movie, or a dream; everything was so real, yet so unreal.

Xiaowen squeezed her legs together tightly, making a final stand, perhaps out of despair, resistance merely an instinct.

"Are you afraid of being fucked? I've fucked you so many times in your house—the bedroom, the sofa, the study, the bathroom, the balcony, and oh yes, the dining table. Why are you shy this time?" I saw Xiaowen tremble slightly.

"By the way, I've fucked you everywhere in your house, but never in front of your husband. If only he were awake!" Suddenly, Xiaowen let out two rapid "oohs" and opened her mouth wide. Her thin panties fell out of her mouth, and I knew that the thick penis had penetrated Xiaowen's warm nest.

Vice Principal Chu twisted Xiaowen's head and quickly kissed her lips, thrusting his hips violently until his entire thick penis was inside her.

Xiaowen was already lost in passion; she closed her eyes, and the only sounds coming from her mouth were moans, with no room for resistance. The Simmons mattress

vibrated, and my body throbbed with my wife's movements.

Vice Principal Chu looked up; my wife was panting heavily, partly because her mouth had been blocked for so long, and partly because her chest was being pressed down by a strong man.

A conqueror's smile appeared on Vice Principal Chu's lips as he thrust his penis violently.

His wife whispered, "Principal, please, let's go to another room." "Your indescribable honey pot is sucking my glans, your writhing, lustful flesh tightly enveloping my entire penis. Isn't this what you've been longing for deep down?

What a wonderful night!" At this moment, Vice Principal Chu was still composing poetry, writing his lewd poems.

Vice Principal Chu's thrusts became more powerful and rougher.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...I...I'm going to be played to death by you..." Xiaowen knew that this vice principal was using threats to possess her body time and time again. Making joyful moans beneath him was a humiliation, but she couldn't control the surge of pleasure, being repeatedly ravaged to orgasm.

She felt the man's penis sometimes emptying from her body, sometimes fully filling it—a feeling she had never experienced before.

Xiaowen's supple waist swayed violently, the pleasure growing stronger. "Mmm...no...don't." Xiaowen panicked a little, wanting to reach orgasm in front of her husband, she pleaded, "Oh...no...please...I'll let you play with me next time." "Next time I'll play with your asshole," Vice Principal Chu threatened. Xiaowen nodded.

Vice Principal Chu said, "Hold me tight," and Xiaowen complied.

Suddenly, Vice Principal Chu grabbed Xiaowen's thighs and lifted her up, Xiaowen hanging completely on him. In the dim moonlight, Xiaowen looked like a lamb to the slaughter, or a trophy impaled on a spear.

Xiaowen could only whimper; she couldn't make any other sound.

He would occasionally thrust his penis inside her, her small buttocks making it easier to lift her up.

Vice Principal Chu began walking towards another room, while Xiaowen continued to writhe on top of him, pleading in a trembling voice, "Gently, slowly... oh... slower..." Vice Principal Chu held Xiaowen's buttocks and lifted her up and down with each thrust. Suddenly, he said, "That's your wedding photo, isn't it? It's really beautiful. Actually, I wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you!" With each thrust, Xiaowen began to spasm; the intense pleasure numbed her sense of shame. She moaned ecstatically, then screamed, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Today I'm going to ravage you to my heart's content," he said, and they walked towards another bedroom.

[The End]

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