Enjoying the secret desires of a class reunion

Enjoying the Secret Passion of a Class Reunion
In a high-end residential area in Tianjin, in the dining room of a three-bedroom apartment,

I said to my wife, "Dude, I really—can't take it anymore. How about this, let your wife have a drink with you guys." I waved my hand haphazardly, indicating to her that I was already drunk.

"Okay, sister-in-law can drink too." Xueguo was always like this, always egging me on. Zhang Yong watched with a smile, neither stopping me nor intervening.

My wife glared at me reproachfully, raised the glass in front of me, and was about to drink it all in one gulp.

I quickly grabbed my wife's hand. "You two—don't—bully me, you—take a sip, my wife two—sips." I deliberately made my tongue curl in my mouth.

Two ounces of baijiu, two sips, about right.

"Alright—." Liu Qian pushed my hand away from the glass and clinked glasses with my two old classmates.

"We've got a deal, that's all for today, no one is allowed to drink anymore." "Okay, okay, sister-in-law is so straightforward." Liu Xueguo agreed.

My wife raised her glass to her lips, frowned, took a small sip, and was about to put it down.

"Sister-in-law, we'll keep you company," Xueguo said, seeing my wife hesitate, and he and Zhang Yong finished their drinks.

My wife had no choice but to down her drink in one gulp, choking and coughing. Her large chest heaved rapidly, her big eyes were watery, and two red clouds rose to her cheeks.

"Sister-in-law, have some food," Zhang Yong reminded her from the side.

Another half hour passed in playful banter. While I joked with my two old classmates, I secretly glanced at my wife, who hadn't spoken for a while. She rested her chin on one hand, as if listening to our laughter, while her other hand gripped the edge of the table, trying to balance her slightly swaying body.

"A glass of red wine and two ounces of baijiu, that should be the effect, right?" I was harboring my own thoughts when Zhang Yong across from me nudged me. "Is your wife drunk?" "Huh?" I pretended to have just noticed and turned to my wife, about to speak.

But my wife covered her mouth with one hand and pushed me aside with the other, staggering into the bathroom.

Zhang Yong gave Xueguo a reproachful look. "It's not my fault, you didn't stop her." Xueguo complained.

"It's okay, it's okay." I waved my hands. "Eat, eat." The sound of vomiting came from the bathroom.

"Stop joking, Zhang Yong, keep an eye on her, I'll go check on her." Xueguo stood up from the table.

"I'll go too, you probably can't manage alone." Zhang Yong was about to get up when I pressed him back into his chair.

"It's okay—she'll be fine in a bit." I waved my hand haphazardly at Zhang Yong, glancing out of the corner of my eye at Xueguo walking to the bathroom door at the other end of the hall, seemingly hesitating for a moment, then secretly glancing back at us before going in.

"Zhang Yong, not to brag, but your sister-in-law, well..." "Of course, you don't need to tell me." "You only know one side of the story." "The other side?" Zhang Yong replied helplessly.

"Tell me, what's so good about your sister-in-law?" "Gentle, beautiful, capable, virtuous, you're lucky." Zhang Yong's words were a little sarcastic.

I secretly smiled to myself.

"Hey, that's one side." "And the other side?" "Want to know? Come here." I whispered in Zhang Yong's ear, "I'll tell you, your sister-in-law is really good in bed too. When she gets horny, her legs can clamp you down." "Go away, you've had too much to drink." Zhang Yong pushed me away, his face flushed.

"Hehe." I patted Zhang Yong's shoulder as I swayed to my feet, and Zhang Yong quickly grabbed my arm.

"Your sister-in-law has a good impression of you, she says you're honest, we're brothers, there's a chance, there's a chance." I pressed Zhang Yong into a chair and swayed towards one end of the hall.

Zhang Yong didn't follow; he sat there, seemingly lost in thought.

I tried to walk as quietly as possible, my heart pounding like it was going to jump out of my chest.

"Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?" Xueguo's voice faintly came from the bathroom. My

wife was leaning against the sink, her back to the door, her head resting on her crossed arms, her beautiful eyes closed, as if she were asleep.

Liu Xueguo's hand was gently gliding across her back, and through her thin t-shirt, I could clearly see that her bra clasp was undone.

"Damn, after all these years, he's still like this." Xueguo's nickname in high school was "Love Wolf," meaning he was always like a rutting wolf, lurking among female classmates.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine once you throw up." Xueguo's voice pulled me back from my reverie. Only then did I notice that my wife's floral dress had been lifted up from behind and draped over her waist, completely exposing her round, plump buttocks to Liu Xueguo's view. Her smooth skin gleamed alluringly, and her anus, like a chrysanthemum, was half-hidden behind her narrow white thong. The thin fabric further accentuated her thick vulva, making it appear like a bud ready to bloom at any moment.

"They made their move so quickly." I cursed under my breath as I staggered into the bathroom. Liu Xueguo froze, not even having time to put my wife's dress down.

"You're really—drunk, wife." I seemed unsteady on my feet and collapsed onto the woman, as if I hadn't noticed the abnormality in her clothing at all.

"I, I'll go get a glass of water." Xueguo hurriedly slipped out.

"Oh, let your sister-in-law rinse her mouth." I shook my sleeping wife. "Don't—sleep, drink—a little water." A moment later, Xueguo brought over a glass of warm water. The woman took the glass, gulped it down twice, and spat it into the sink. She swayed and was about to fall. I quickly grabbed her from behind, but intentionally or unintentionally pulled her neckline wide open, and my wife's hemispherical breasts almost jumped out of her clothes.

"Brother—help me." Xueguo quickly withdrew his gaze from Liu Qian's chest, grabbed the woman's arm with one hand and put it on her shoulder, and put his other hand under her armpit from behind.

The three of us staggered out of the bathroom and moved towards the bedroom.

Zhang Yong was clearing the dishes at the dining table while looking at us. "Do you need any help?" "No, no." Xueguo pulled Liu Qian's body closer to him, and because I was pretending to be drunk, I also leaned towards him, so now both of our weights were hanging on him.

"Kid, if you want to take advantage, you have to put up with it first." Seeing Xueguo grimacing from exhaustion, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I lowered my head, ready to continue my drunken stupor. But as my eyes darted around, a surge of heat rushed to my head, and even my penis instantly hardened. It turned out that, without my noticing, one of my wife's breasts, the one closest to me, was completely exposed from the low neckline of her t-shirt, being firmly grasped by Xueguo, who was kneading it wantonly as we stumbled. His fingers were even squeezing the woman's grape-like nipple flat.

Finally, my wife and I collapsed onto the large bed in the bedroom.

"Dude, thanks—don't—go back, sleep in the next room with Zhang Yong." I shielded my eyes with my arm, stealing glances at Liu Xueguo's expression.

"Alright, just leave it at that." Xueguo stood there, a smile playing on his lips.

"Close the door—." I rolled over and pulled my wife, who was lying beside me, into my arms.

Looking through the vanity mirror beside the bed, the door was slightly ajar, but a crack was deliberately left open, revealing a pair of lustful eyes peeking in from behind.

"Want to see? I'll let you see your fill today." His penis, already hardened by what he'd witnessed in the bathroom, was already throbbing. He straddled his wife, vigorously kneading her full breasts under her t-shirt while sucking on her lips.

My wife kept turning her head back and forth, seemingly unconsciously refusing due to the discomfort of being drunk.

I roughly pulled her top down to her chin, completely exposing her two dove-like breasts to the voyeur's gaze. In that instant, I almost had the urge to ejaculate.

Like a baby, I took one of her nipples into my mouth and rubbed it rapidly with the tip of my tongue. My other hand, however, peeled off her long skirt, caressing her fair legs.

My wife felt something, closing her eyes and moaning softly. One hand instinctively reached into my pants, grasping my throbbing, aching penis.

"Slut," I said, alternating between sucking on her nipples while spreading her legs wide, letting the narrow strip of her thong dig deep into her plump cleft. Thick, dark pubic hair stretched and twisted wildly beneath her fair abdomen, like the rising lust within her.

My hand roamed over the woman's vulva; my fingers kneaded her anus, her pale brown labia parted, glistening with vaginal fluid that soaked her panties.

"I-want-." The woman arched her supple waist to meet my caresses, her smooth thighs twisting and turning, sometimes clamping together, sometimes opening wide.

"Ah—ah—" "Ooh—ooh—" Taking advantage of my wife's moans, I rolled over and straddled her head, unzipped my pants, and gently touched my penis to her lips. The woman opened her mouth and took the wet glans in, enveloping it with her tongue, sucking with a sound.

I leaned down and hooked my wife's legs, intentionally turning her round buttocks towards the door. That thick clump of pubic hair; those two petal-like labia; that slightly parted, fleshy vulva; that chrysanthemum-like blooming anus—all would be completely exposed to my old classmates standing outside the door, brutally lewdly glared at by their burning lust.

The woman's clitoris trembled on my tongue; her labia twitched under my sucking; her anus contracted and relaxed as my fingers thrust in and out; my penis moved freely in and out of her warm throat, my hands roamed over her plump buttocks, my penis trembled, my heart trembled, all because I was having sex with my wife while being watched by my old classmate.

"Ah—ah—, fuck—me!" "Fuck—me—" My wife released my penis and cried out loudly.

My penis finally entered the woman's hot, wet vagina, the abundant vaginal fluid moistening my thirsty penis, making "splish-splish" sounds, mixed with my wife's wanton moans and my panting, echoing in the bedroom.

The bedroom door slowly opened halfway, Xue Guo pursed his dry lips, his crotch already erect, Zhang Yong stood behind him, looking at everything in surprise.

I ignored their presence. My wife was unaware of their presence, or perhaps she was pretending not to know—"Wife, it feels so good to fuck you." "Ah—ah—" "Fuck—fuck—me" "Slut" "I—am—slutty." "If you're slutty, I'll let others fuck you." "Okay, okay, I'll let anyone fuck me." "Ah—, harder." The woman was about to climax, but I grabbed the pillowcase next to me and covered my wife's eyes. I swayed and climbed off her. The woman, her wet cunt sticking out, kept writhing on the bed.

"Don't—don't—take it off, I'm going—, just a moment." I staggered towards the closed door, leaving my penis, soaked with her juices, erect outside my pants. The two people on the living room sofa were focused on watching TV, seemingly oblivious to what was happening before them.

I vomited loudly in the bathroom, gurgling through my mouth, then stumbled into the guest room, collapsing onto the bed, seemingly forgetting that my wife was still naked in the next room, waiting for me to make love to her.

Footsteps, soft footsteps, stopped beside me.

"Jian, Jian, wake up." Zhang Yong's voice trembled.

"Give him a nudge," Liu Xueguo suggested.

"Wake up, wake up, Jian, let's go." Zhang Yong shook my shoulder.

"Go, go, no, don't bother seeing me out." I just waved my hand, as if I were completely drunk.

The moment the door closed, I knew that what I had been waiting for was finally about to happen.

My heart was pounding—was it excitement, bitterness, jealousy, or desire? At that moment, at that moment—"Xueguo, let's go, it's not appropriate." "Fool, no one will know, look at you, so cowardly." "We're all classmates, if we make a scene, how will we face each other?" "Don't worry, I'll go first, I guarantee she won't cause trouble." "Can't you see? That slut is hoping someone will sleep with her now, we're just doing her a favor.

Besides, she's so drunk, she won't even know if we've had our fun." The low arguing outside didn't last long before the sound of the door next door locking came.

"Damn, sleeping with someone else's wife, that makes sense. Zhang Yong is the most honest." I cursed as I pulled out my iPhone, started VNSEA, and quickly connected it to the laptop mounted on the bed in the master bedroom. I silently turned on my headset and webcam, so the scene in the other room was clearly transmitted to my phone screen.

His wife lay naked on the bed, her fair skin gleaming alluringly under the light. Thick pubic hair between her spread legs made her mound-like vulva seem to tease the visitor's desire. The pillowcase covering her face was still up, her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically, and her black thong swayed precariously at her smooth white ankles. His wife seemed to be fast asleep.

Xueguo put a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, pointed to the woman's open vulva, then to his own crotch, and smiled.

Zhang Yong understood and retreated to the door, adopting the posture of an observer, but the tent in his pants betrayed his lust.

Xueguo quietly walked to the bedside, grabbed one of Liu Qian's breasts, and gently kneaded it, testing her reaction.

The woman seemed not yet fully awake, instinctively turning over and placing one hand on her chest. Unintentionally, she exposed her round, plump buttocks to the man beside her, the slender waist accentuated by a sensual allure, especially the deep cleft, which seemed to yearn for the man's rough penetration.

Xueguo's fingers gently caressed the woman's slightly pouting lips, occasionally teasingly inserting them. The woman waved her hand away, exposing her trembling breasts. The man seized the opportunity to give her breasts a couple of hard squeezes, then his fingers traced down her full waist, finally landing on Liu Qian's sensual buttocks. He caressed, greedily caressed, from the peaks to the valleys, from her smooth, plump buttocks to the small chrysanthemum blooming in her cleft, from one half to the other—"What a slut," Xueguo couldn't help but exclaim. Zhang Yong, on the other end, had been swallowing hard, pulling out his short, thick penis and stroking it rhythmically.

Watching the two men on the phone screen shamelessly molesting his wife, his own penis throbbed painfully, so he freed it from his pants, gripping it tightly in his hand; only the tight pressure offered any relief.

"I'll go first, then it's your turn," Xue Guo whispered to Zhang Yong, pulling down his pants. A moment later, a thin, long penis sprang out from between his legs, its pointed glans like a viper's head, powerfully pointing upwards.

I knew this kind of penis was most potent for women; although not very thick, it often provided a much stronger stimulation. It seemed my wife had found a gem. I wondered if she would notice anything different when he penetrated her, if she would struggle and resist. What if that happened?

While I was lost in thought, Xue Guo had already stripped naked, turned my wife's body into a supine position, and lay on top of her. The woman seemed to be awakened, struggling to push the man off her, but Xueguo grabbed her wrists and sucked on her two grape-like nipples, teasing them with his tongue in turn. She couldn't help but feel itchy again, and with the help of alcohol, she continued her lustful desires, twisting her body to meet the man on top of her.

"Husband, it itches." "This silly woman." I muttered under my breath as I stroked my penis, a burning pleasure coursing through me.

Xueguo didn't dare answer, only rubbing the woman's nipples even faster with his tongue, arousing her desire.

"Ah, ah, it itches, husband, fuck me." The woman cried out, thrusting her chest forward, her two white thighs tightly wrapped around the man's buttocks.

Xueguo wasn't in a hurry. He released the woman's nipples, lightly kissing her way up her slightly protruding belly, past her thick, dark pubic hair, and deeply imprinting his lips on her slightly parted vulva.

The woman's body convulsed suddenly, clamping the man's head firmly between her legs.

Xueguo then grasped one of her feet, slowly licking up her white thigh, then sucking on each of her toes one by one.

"Ah," "Oh," "Husband, come, come—come on," the woman gasped, her full breasts trembling softly like ripples on spring water.

"Hmm," Xueguo mumbled in response, spreading the woman's legs wide and pressing them against the headboard.

Liu Qian's honeyed source was already surging with moisture, glistening with lustful juices that soaked into her two small, throbbing labia, glistening on the pubic hair, shimmering alluringly in the dim yellow light.

The man's tongue circled her anus, sliding down to her clitoris before plunging deep into her ripe, fleshy opening. He breathed heavily, withdrew, thrust in again, withdrew again, and then rotated as he thrust in again—the woman swayed, trying to meet him, trying to escape, but the man spread her legs wide. His wet, hot tongue teased her already itchy opening, making it seem as if it were about to burst open, yet always just a little bit short—"I didn't realize this kid was so damn good at it," I muttered, yet I was delighted by my old classmate's skill, knowing my wife was doomed this time.

Meanwhile, Xueguo had given up sucking, his hands supporting the woman's already aching waist. He raised his already swollen, purplish-red penis and thrust it deep inside. The erect glans slid between the slightly parted labia, rubbing against her as it penetrated deeper into her core.

My wife arched her back in satisfaction, preparing to receive the impending pleasure.

The woman's cunt was already incredibly wet, and each thrust of the man's penis sent juices flying, making their pubic hair stick wetly to their genitals. Only flesh against flesh was in intimate contact, colliding freely.

"Slap," "Slap, slap," listening to the sounds of intercourse coming from the iPhone, I was almost collapsing—collapsing with excitement, of course.

Xueguo slowly pushed his penis back and forth, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, as if deliberately enjoying the pleasure of his penis thrusting freely inside his classmate's wife's cunt. He wasn't in a hurry to bring the woman to the climax she craved.

"Faster," "H-husband," "Harder—" The woman's moans were more like babbling, a helpless plea.

Xueguo lowered his head, looking at the woman writhing in front of him with a satisfied expression. He turned his head and winked triumphantly at Zhang Yong, who was standing by the door, gesturing for him to be ready to take his place.

My other old classmate was already burning with lust at the sight before him, one hand incessantly stroking his own penis.

Xueguo laughed, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts, each time plunging his slender penis deep into the woman's honeypot.

With each thrust, Liu Qian shook her head wildly, her hands gripping the white sheets tightly, her plump buttocks raised high in anticipation of release.

At that moment, the man mercilessly withdrew his penis, smiling as he stood aside.

The woman lost her support and collapsed, her vagina trembling as if she were breathing softly.

"No—" "Hurry, hurry up and do it—me!" Xueguo pulled Zhang Yong, who was standing to the side, and pushed him between the woman's legs.

Zhang Yong hesitated, staring at the writhing woman before him, frozen in place, after all, he was about to gang rape his classmate's wife.

Xueguo shoved him hard, and Zhang Yong fell onto the woman, frantically reaching out to brace himself on the bed, his nose almost brushing against my wife's nipple. He seemed to be still hesitating whether to penetrate her. The woman, however, had already leaned forward, grasped the man's penis, and inserted it into her vagina. She gripped his arms with both hands, her thighs tightly hooked around Zhang Yong's buttocks, and began to move her hips back and forth, stroking his penis on her own.

Zhang Yong exhaled deeply, whether from fear or finally experiencing the pleasure of penetration, he couldn't tell.

He extended his tongue, teasing the woman's throbbing nipples, and soon couldn't resist sucking on one passionately.

His wife was almost suspended in mid-air; the slight pain in her nipples mixed with the burning desire in her vagina, turning her into a lustful beast. Her voluptuous body only wanted to be ravaged by the man on top of her, her empty vagina only wanted to receive the man's relentless thrusts. She didn't want to, and couldn't, distinguish where the penis that satisfied her desire came from? From whom?

Zhang Yong, increasingly aroused by my wife's writhing body, abandoned her trembling breasts, cupped her waist, and focused intently on his work within her dripping genitals.

Xue Guo, having already pulled out his phone, stood to the side, his penis, slick with my wife's fluids, shamelessly filming.

"That bastard!" I could almost picture him threatening my woman with the video. "No, I have to find a way to get the phone back later," I thought, stroking my own penis while desperately suppressing the urge to ejaculate, trying to prolong the dizzying excitement.

Zhang Yong's thrusts became faster, his hips slamming forward with increasing force, while the woman's breathing grew more rapid, her moans higher and louder.

"Ah!" "Oh!" "Oh!" The woman's cries further fueled the two men's lust. Each thrust from Zhang Yong seemed a frantic attempt to penetrate her body, each impact a crushing crushing blow.

Xueguo patted Zhang Yong on the back, gave him a thumbs-up, and then gestured with his hand in the air, as if signaling his old classmate to control the pace and prolong the sensual scene.

"Damn, how long are we going to go on? Won't my wife's body take it?" I was genuinely a little jealous of my two childhood friends' endurance and worried about my wife, after all, it was her first time being gang-raped by two men.

Seeing Zhang Yong slow down, Xueguo strode onto the bed, picked up my wife from behind, and sat her on the edge of the bed. He held her soft breasts firmly in his hands while frantically kissing her cheeks and shoulders.

The debauchery in the room suddenly escalated to another level, with two men and my wife sandwiched in the middle, the woman sitting on one of my old classmates' penises while enjoying the penis of the other.

Seeing this scene, I could no longer suppress the intense pleasure surging through my penis, and after a spasm, I ejaculated thick semen onto the floor.

At that moment, the pillowcase covering the woman's face slipped off. Her dazed eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the bright light in the room, and her alcohol-numbed consciousness hadn't yet grasped why there was a hard penis under her buttocks and a pair of hands roaming over her body.

"Sister-in-law, is it comfortable?" Xueguo lewdly chuckled in my wife's ear, while Zhang Yong, startled, stopped thrusting and stood there dumbfounded.

My wife finally realized that the penis penetrating her vagina belonged to the usually refined Zhang Yong, and that the man embracing her from behind was another man she deeply disliked.

"Ah Jian, Ah, Ah Jian!" the woman cried out, twisting her body trying to escape the two men's embrace, but her hangover made her weak and powerless. Her hands, pushing against Zhang Yong, felt like they were caressing the man's strong chest.

"Stop shouting, sister-in-law, your brother is drunk and can't come. We brothers were just worried you'd be lonely, so we wanted to keep you company." Xue Guo's arms were firmly clamped around my wife's arms, while he gently pinched her two firm nipples with his hands, gesturing for Zhang Yong to continue penetrating.

"No, let go, let me go!" The woman continued to struggle, her two white breasts trembling violently, her twisting buttocks grinding against the penis beneath her.

Xue Guo picked up his phone from the bed, held it in front of the woman's eyes, and pressed play.

"Sister-in-law, you don't want my brother's classmates to see this, do you?" The woman's body seemed to stiffen suddenly, but two tears slid down Yan Jia's cheeks. Her thoughts instantly returned to that night—a night in a three-bedroom apartment in a high-end residential area in Tianjin. The woman was leaning on the windowsill, her two full breasts almost pressed against the glass, her round buttocks high in the air. The man behind her was squatting between her legs, frantically sucking on her wet, juicy vulva.

"Ah!" "Ah—" "Husband, I can't take it anymore, come in." Her writhing body showed that the woman was already aroused, craving her man's ravaging.

"Hmm." "Hmm, wife, your cunt is so beautiful, I want someone else to fuck me too." "Ah, ah, I only want you." "Wife, promise me, just let someone else fuck you once." "Hmm." "I'll let someone else fuck me." The woman's words made the man behind her even more aroused. He stood up and thrust his penis hard into the woman's vagina, pounding wildly.

"Who do you like to fuck? My classmates, Zhang Yong or Xueguo?" "Ah." "Anyone—anything is fine, anything is fine—." "I'll have them both fuck you, so you can enjoy the most beautiful love." The man thrust his penis deep into the woman's burning flesh again, forcefully pressing the woman against the glass window. He knew that in this quiet night, someone would see their intercourse. In

a three-bedroom apartment in a high-end residential area in Tianjin, "Sister-in-law, my brother and I are just too jealous of my older brother, you're so beautiful." Xueguo's voice pulled the woman back from her reverie. Her nipples and lower body were once again filled with that agonizing tingling, an itch that felt like it was going to kill her.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, my older brother won't know. We'll definitely make you feel good." Xueguo's whispers were like a nightmare, his hands like a spell, and the jade pestle thrusting in and out of the woman's vagina again was like heavenly music of happiness, echoing in my wife's body.

The woman fell silent, her hands sliding off the man's body. The intoxication of alcohol blurred her beautiful eyes, and lustful desire once again overwhelmed her remaining reason.

Xueguo slowly turned the woman's head towards him, looking directly into her hazy eyes, then kissed her slightly pouting lips fiercely. One hand pinched her nipple hard, while the other slid down her smooth abdomen, beginning to knead my wife's glistening clitoris, moistened by her vaginal fluids.

"Ah," the woman twisted her body again, not in struggle, but in a shy, yielding manner, trembling with lust.

Xueguo pulled the woman down onto the bed, gently kissing my wife's ear while spreading her legs wide, exposing her vulva, which was swallowing his penis, completely to Zhang Yong.

"Zhang Yong, my sister-in-law's cunt is yours now." "Mmm," the woman moaned softly, the stimulation of complete exposure fueling her lust even more, and she thrust her lower body forward to receive Zhang Yong's thrusts.

Only when I heard the woman's low moan did my heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, return to my chest.

"My god, hehe, wife, you finally surrendered. Didn't I tell you, a cunt is only beautiful when a man fucks it?" The image on the phone made my penis stand at attention again. I knew the real show was just beginning.

The woman was already in a daze. Her slightly closed eyes flashed with lustful light, and her slightly parted lips uttered wanton moans. Her naked body accepted the wanton ravaging, and her juicy vulva was filled with wanton juices.

"Ah," "Ah," "Fuck me," "Harder," the woman shouted as she took Xueguo's finger out of her vagina into her mouth and sucked on it passionately.

"Sister-in-law, you're so slutty." Xueguo crawled out from under my wife, kissed her lips lightly, then turned his back to Zhang Yong, straddled the woman's head, and inserted his slender penis into her lips.

"Oh," the woman seemed to have no time to refuse before instinctively taking the invading penis into her mouth, gripping the base of the shaft with her hand and swallowing it deeply.

Seeing the woman's lewd behavior, Zhang Yong felt his lust burn even more fiercely. He pressed the woman's legs hard onto the bed, thrusting his penis deep into her vagina with each stroke, each time as if channeling all his strength into that impact, piercing the woman's sweaty body before him.

Xueguo's penis, due to the violent impact below, slipped from my wife's lips, the saliva-soaked shaft trembling sweatily between his crotch and the woman's cheek. My wife reached out and grabbed the swollen penis again, wanting to put it in her mouth again.

"You slut, lick my asshole," Xueguo's tone was more like a command.

"Damn, that's outrageous," I cursed from another room. On the phone screen, Xueguo smiled with enjoyment, clearly his wife was sucking his anus.

"Gently, little by little, lick the asshole, the cock, back and forth." The wife's tongue circled the man's anus, then gently took his wrinkled scrotum into her mouth, sliding up Xueguo's penis, carefully rubbing the slightly open urethral opening.

"Ah!" This time it was Xueguo who cried out.

My penis felt that intoxicating tingling sensation.

"Dude, hurry up, I can't take it anymore." Over there, Zhang Yong was also making his final sprint, each thrust bringing out a stream of white fluid.

"Slap," "Slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding echoed rapidly in the room.

"Ah!" The woman's lips released the man's penis, loudly moaning in response to the increasingly intense thrusts coming from below, but unexpectedly, the man on top of her shoved his penis into her mouth, and all that could be heard were "ooh," "ooh" moans and even more wanton twisting of her voluptuous body.

Finally, Zhang Yong's thrusting ended on Xueguo's back. The muscles in his buttocks twitched incessantly; I knew it was streams of hot semen spraying deep into my wife's honeypot.

"Hey, buddy, let's switch." Xueguo stood up from the bed and patted the shoulder of the man on top of the woman.

Zhang Yong seemed still immersed in the excitement of the moment, his whole body feeling utterly exhausted. Hearing his old classmate's call, he reluctantly climbed off the woman's voluptuous body, withdrawing his limp penis.

My wife lay there, her white body twitching slightly, breathing heavily, a thick stream of white semen flowing from her light pink vulva, dripping onto the white sheets.

Xueguo pulled the woman up, making her lie face down on the bed, gently patting her high, upturned buttocks.

"Sister-in-law, your buttocks are so beautiful." Then, he thrust his penis deep into the woman's vagina. The woman was jolted forward, quickly bracing herself on the bed with her hands to steady herself.

"Want it, sister-in-law?" Xueguo's penis remained still, igniting the woman's desire.

"Yes," "Give it to me," "Fuck me—," his wife moaned.

Xueguo smiled with satisfaction, grabbing the woman's round buttocks and beginning to thrust wildly.

"Ah," another round of defilement brought the woman to that wonderful climax once again.

"Zhang Yong, don't just stand there, let your sister-in-law give you a taste." Xue Guo instructed his classmates while slapping the woman's buttocks.

Zhang Yong seemed to have just woken up from his excitement; his short, thick penis was still limp and drooping, dripping with glistening vaginal fluid.

"Ah!" "Harder!" His wife's moans aroused Zhang Yong's lust again. He lifted the woman's chin and brought his penis to her lips.

Without hesitation, the woman took the penis, soaked in semen and her own juices, into her mouth and began to swallow and spit it out vigorously.

"No way." I've begged my wife so many times, but she always refuses to take my essence. What's wrong with her today? It seems a woman's lust really needs to be aroused.

Zhang Yong and Xue Guo attacked my wife from both sides. Each of Xue Guo's thrusts pushed the penis deeper into the woman's mouth, each pump made her full breasts shake more violently, and each penetration made the woman's cheek bump against Zhang Yong's thick pubic hair.

"Slut, isn't it beautiful?" Xue Guo thrust faster and faster.

The woman writhed more and more frantically.

Zhang Yong's penis grew harder and harder, thrusting in and out of the woman's lips with increasing force.

"Slap," "Slap, slap," "Oh," "Ah—" Finally, a long cry from the three men pushed everyone in the room to the peak of lust. Xue Guo slid off the woman and collapsed onto the bed. His wife, like a mermaid just emerging from the water, spread her legs wide, her body convulsing, thick semen flowing from her mouth and vulva. Only Zhang Yong stood there dumbfounded, as if what he had just ejaculated into his wife's mouth wasn't his penis.

In the guest room, I also completed my second ejaculation at the same time, collapsing weakly onto the bed.

"So good." Time slipped away quietly in the sudden silence. The two ejaculations almost made me fall asleep, but the voice on my phone pulled me back.

"Sister-in-law, how about we two brothers?" "Mmm." On the screen, the three men on the bed were embracing each other. Xue Guo's arm was around the woman's neck, kissing her passionately; his other hand was groping between her legs. Zhang Yong's penis was pressed tightly against my wife's buttocks from the other side, while his hands ruthlessly kneaded her breasts.

The three of them were panting, writhing, and rubbing against each other on my bed—gradually, the woman began to moan again, and a flush returned to her cheeks.

"This slut." I rubbed my phone against my penis. "Just wait until I get my hands on you." "Sister-in-law, get up, let's play something even more fun." Xue Guo pulled the woman off the bed, and he and Zhang Yong stood on either side of her.

"Give us brothers a blowjob, and we'll make you feel good." The woman knelt on the bed, grabbing a penis in each hand, taking turns sucking, swallowing, and licking them, occasionally kissing their testicles, quickly restoring the two men's virility.

"You really are a slut." Xue Guo grabbed the woman's hair and leaned down to kiss her lips.

He gestured for Zhang Yong to lie down on the bed, letting the woman slowly insert his penis into her vagina.

My wife started to drift into a daze again. She gripped Zhang Yong's hands and rhythmically bounced them up and down, enjoying the pleasure of his penis rubbing against her vagina. Her large breasts trembled with each rise and fall, making the man beneath her gasp for breath. Several times he leaned forward, wanting to suck on her swaying nipples, but Xue Guo grabbed them firmly from behind and began to rub them vigorously.

"Ah," the woman murmured, reaching a climax.

"Sister-in-law, has my brother ever played with your ass?" The woman shook her head vigorously, it was unclear whether she heard the man's words.

The man pressed the woman's body down onto Zhang Yong from behind, spreading her buttocks and licking her brown anus with his tongue. The penis inside her vagina was already making her unbearably itchy, and the pleasure from her anus excited her even more. She wanted to get up and continue what she had been doing, but the man behind her held her buttocks firmly, preventing her from moving.

Xueguo licked the woman's anus until it was dripping wet, then dipped his penis in the vaginal fluid and slowly squeezed it into her anus.

"No, don't." "It hurts." "It'll be fine in a bit." Xueguo lay on top of my wife.

Two men's penises were penetrating the woman's two vaginal openings, almost touching, and this unprecedented sensation made her feel like she was in ecstasy.

"Come on," Xueguo began to slowly thrust into my wife's anus, while Zhang Yong thrust his lower abdomen into the woman's vagina.

"Ah." "I can't take it anymore." "Fuck me, fuck me harder." The woman was driven to the brink of collapse by the pleasure of the friction between her anus and vagina, and began to talk nonsense.

As the woman's sphincter muscles relaxed, Xueguo's thrusts became easier, harder, and deeper. The two men sandwiched my wife between them, squeezing, impacting, and piercing her from above and below—the woman was almost fainting, but waves of pleasure pulled her back.

"Ah!" I almost fainted too. I hadn't even used my wife's asshole yet.

"Fuck me!" "Harder!" My wife's moans were like murmurs in her sleep, soft yet even more arousing.

My two classmates squeezed the woman in the middle even harder. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of flesh colliding mixed with the "plop" and "plop" sounds of thrusting.

"Ah—" "Ah—" The three of them shouted wildly, pounded wildly, and twisted wildly, all reaching the peak of lust together—I watched the beautiful sight of my wife's two holes dripping with hot semen on the phone screen, fantasizing about being able to lie on top of her and fuck her cunt.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually brightening, and the east was beginning to show the first light of dawn. Three naked bodies were intertwined on the bed, fast asleep, the white sheets stained with sticky yellow semen.

In another room, I clutched my phone, thinking about two things: "Get Xueguo's phone back, and next time, how many people should I get to play with my wife?"

(The End)

In a high-end residential area in Tianjin, in the dining room of a three-bedroom apartment

, "Dude, I really—can't take it anymore. How about this, let your sister-in-law have a drink with you guys." I waved my hand haphazardly at my wife, indicating that I was already drunk.

"Okay, sister-in-law can drink too." Xueguo was always like this, always stirring things up. Zhang Yong watched with a smile, neither stopping me nor interrupting.

My wife glared at me reproachfully, raised the glass in front of me, and was about to drink it all in one gulp.

I quickly grabbed my wife's hand. "You two, don't—bully me, you take one sip, my wife takes two—sips." I deliberately made my tongue curl in my mouth.

Two ounces of baijiu, two sips, about right.

"Alright—." Liu Qian pushed my hand off the glass and clinked glasses with my two old classmates.

"We've got a deal, that's all for today, no one's allowed to drink anymore." "Okay, okay, you're so straightforward, sister-in-law." Liu Xueguo agreed. My

wife raised her glass to her lips, frowned, took a sip, and was about to put it down.

"Sister-in-law, we'll keep you company." Seeing my wife hesitate, Xueguo and Zhang Yong drank their glasses dry.

My wife had no choice but to down her drink in one gulp, choking and coughing, her high chest heaving rapidly, her big eyes watery, and two red clouds rising to her cheeks.

"Sister-in-law, have some food." Zhang Yong reminded her from the side.

Another half hour passed in the midst of playful banter. While I was joking around with my two old classmates, I secretly glanced at my wife, who hadn't spoken for a while. She was resting her chin on one hand, as if listening to our laughter, while the other hand was gripping the corner of the table, trying to balance her slightly swaying body.

"A glass of red wine and two ounces of baijiu, that should be the effect, right?" I was harboring my own thoughts when Zhang Yong across from me nudged me. "Is your wife drunk?" "Huh?" I pretended to have just noticed and turned to my wife, about to speak.

But my wife covered her mouth with one hand and pushed me aside with the other, staggering into the bathroom.

Zhang Yong gave Xueguo a reproachful look. "It's not my fault, you didn't stop her." Xueguo complained.

"It's okay, it's okay." I waved my hands. "Eat, eat." The sound of vomiting came from the bathroom.

"Stop joking, Zhang Yong, keep an eye on her, I'll go check on her." Xueguo stood up from the table.

"I'll go too, you probably can't manage alone." Zhang Yong was about to get up when I pressed him back into his chair.

"It's okay—she'll be fine in a bit." I waved my hand haphazardly at Zhang Yong, glancing out of the corner of my eye at Xueguo walking to the bathroom door at the other end of the hall, seemingly hesitating for a moment, then secretly glancing back at us before going in.

"Zhang Yong, not to brag, but your sister-in-law, well..." "Of course, you don't need to tell me." "You only know one side of the story." "The other side?" Zhang Yong replied helplessly.

"Tell me, what's so good about your sister-in-law?" "Gentle, beautiful, capable, virtuous, you're lucky." Zhang Yong's words were a little sarcastic.

I secretly smiled to myself.

"Hey, that's one side." "And the other side?" "Want to know? Come here." I whispered in Zhang Yong's ear, "I'll tell you, your sister-in-law is really good in bed too. When she gets horny, her legs can clamp you down." "Go away, you've had too much to drink." Zhang Yong pushed me away, his face flushed.

"Hehe." I patted Zhang Yong's shoulder as I swayed to my feet, and Zhang Yong quickly grabbed my arm.

"Your sister-in-law has a good impression of you, she says you're honest, we're brothers, there's a chance, there's a chance." I pressed Zhang Yong into a chair and swayed towards one end of the hall.

Zhang Yong didn't follow; he sat there, seemingly lost in thought.

I tried to walk as quietly as possible, my heart pounding like it was going to jump out of my chest.

"Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?" Xueguo's voice faintly came from the bathroom. My

wife was leaning against the sink, her back to the door, her head resting on her crossed arms, her beautiful eyes closed, as if she were asleep.

Liu Xueguo's hand was gently gliding across her back, and through her thin t-shirt, I could clearly see that her bra clasp was undone.

"Damn, after all these years, he's still like this." Xueguo's nickname in high school was "Love Wolf," meaning he was always like a rutting wolf, lurking among female classmates.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine once you throw up." Xueguo's voice pulled me back from my reverie. Only then did I notice that my wife's floral dress had been lifted up from behind and draped over her waist, completely exposing her round, plump buttocks to Liu Xueguo's view. Her smooth skin gleamed alluringly, and her anus, like a chrysanthemum, was half-hidden behind her narrow white thong. The thin fabric further accentuated her thick vulva, making it appear like a bud ready to bloom at any moment.

"They made their move so quickly." I cursed under my breath as I staggered into the bathroom. Liu Xueguo froze, not even having time to put my wife's dress down.

"You're really—drunk, wife." I seemed unsteady on my feet and collapsed onto the woman, as if I hadn't noticed the abnormality in her clothing at all.

"I, I'll go get a glass of water." Xueguo hurriedly slipped out.

"Oh, let your sister-in-law rinse her mouth." I shook my sleeping wife. "Don't—sleep, drink—a little water." A moment later, Xueguo brought over a glass of warm water. The woman took the glass, gulped it down twice, and spat it into the sink. She swayed and was about to fall. I quickly grabbed her from behind, but intentionally or unintentionally pulled her neckline wide open, and my wife's hemispherical breasts almost jumped out of her clothes.

"Brother—help me." Xueguo quickly withdrew his gaze from Liu Qian's chest, grabbed the woman's arm with one hand and put it on her shoulder, and put his other hand under her armpit from behind.

The three of us staggered out of the bathroom and moved towards the bedroom.

Zhang Yong was clearing the dishes at the dining table while looking at us. "Do you need any help?" "No, no." Xueguo pulled Liu Qian's body closer to him, and because I was pretending to be drunk, I also leaned towards him, so now both of our weights were hanging on him.

"Kid, if you want to take advantage, you have to put up with it first." Seeing Xueguo grimacing from exhaustion, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I lowered my head, ready to continue my drunken stupor. But as my eyes darted around, a surge of heat rushed to my head, and even my penis instantly hardened. It turned out that, without my noticing, one of my wife's breasts, the one closest to me, was completely exposed from the low neckline of her t-shirt, being firmly grasped by Xueguo, who was kneading it wantonly as we stumbled. His fingers were even squeezing the woman's grape-like nipple flat.

Finally, my wife and I collapsed onto the large bed in the bedroom.

"Dude, thanks—don't—go back, sleep in the next room with Zhang Yong." I shielded my eyes with my arm, stealing glances at Liu Xueguo's expression.

"Alright, just leave it at that." Xueguo stood there, a smile playing on his lips.

"Close the door—." I rolled over and pulled my wife, who was lying beside me, into my arms.

Looking through the vanity mirror beside the bed, I could see the door was slightly ajar, but a crack was deliberately left open, revealing a pair of lustful eyes peeking in.

"Want to see? You can see as much as you want today." His penis, already hardened by what he'd witnessed in the bathroom, was already throbbing. He straddled his wife, vigorously kneading her full breasts under her t-shirt while sucking on her lips.

His wife turned her head back and forth, seemingly resisting due to the effects of the alcohol.

I roughly pulled her blouse down to her chin, completely exposing her two dove-like breasts to the voyeur's gaze. In that instant, I almost ejaculated.

Like a baby, I took one of her nipples into my mouth, rubbing it rapidly with my tongue. My other hand, however, pulled off her long skirt, caressing her fair legs.

My wife felt it, and with her eyes closed, she began to moan softly. One hand instinctively reached into my pants, grasping my throbbing, aching penis.

"Slut," I murmured, alternating between sucking on her nipples and spreading her legs wide, letting the narrow strip of her thong dig deep into her thick, fleshy cleft. Thick, dark pubic hair stretched and twisted wildly beneath her pale belly, like the rising lust within her.

My hand roamed over her vulva; my fingers kneaded her anus, her pale brown labia parted, glistening with vaginal fluid that soaked her panties.

"I-want--," she cried, arching her supple waist to meet my caresses, her smooth thighs twisting and turning, sometimes clamping together, sometimes opening wide.

"Ah—ah—" "Ooh—ooh—" Taking advantage of my wife's moans, I rolled over and straddled her head, unzipping my pants and gently touching my penis to her lips. The woman opened her mouth and took the moist glans into her mouth, enveloping it with her tongue and sucking it out with a sound.

I bent down and hooked my wife's legs, intentionally turning her round buttocks towards the door. That thick clump of pubic hair; those two petal-like spread labia; that fleshy, slightly parted vulva; that chrysanthemum-like blooming anus, would all be completely exposed to my old classmates standing outside the door, brutally lewdly glared at by their lustful gazes.

The woman's clitoris trembled on my tongue; her labia twitched under my sucking; her anus contracted and relaxed as my fingers thrust in and out; my penis moved freely in and out of her warm throat, my hands roamed over her plump buttocks, my penis trembled, my heart trembled, all because I was having sex with my wife while being watched by my old classmate.

"Ah—ah—, fuck—me!" "Fuck—me—" My wife released my penis and cried out loudly.

My penis finally entered the woman's hot, wet vagina, the abundant vaginal fluid moistening my thirsty penis, making "splish-splish" sounds, mixed with my wife's wanton moans and my panting, echoing in the bedroom.

The bedroom door slowly opened halfway, Xue Guo pursed his dry lips, his crotch already erect, Zhang Yong stood behind him, looking at everything in surprise.

I ignored their presence. My wife was unaware of their presence, or perhaps she was pretending not to know—"Wife, it feels so good to fuck you." "Ah—ah—" "Fuck—fuck—me" "Slut" "I—am—slutty." "If you're slutty, I'll let others fuck you." "Okay, okay, I'll let anyone fuck me." "Ah—, harder." The woman was about to climax, but I grabbed the pillowcase next to me and covered my wife's eyes. I swayed and climbed off her. The woman, her wet cunt sticking out, kept writhing on the bed.

"Don't—don't—take it off, I'm going—, just a moment." I staggered towards the closed door, leaving my penis, soaked with her juices, erect outside my pants. The two people on the living room sofa were focused on watching TV, seemingly oblivious to what was happening before them.

I vomited loudly in the bathroom, gurgling through my mouth, then stumbled into the guest room, collapsing onto the bed, seemingly forgetting that my wife was still naked in the next room, waiting for me to make love to her.

Footsteps, soft footsteps, stopped beside me.

"Jian, Jian, wake up." Zhang Yong's voice trembled.

"Give him a nudge," Liu Xueguo suggested.

"Wake up, wake up, Jian, let's go." Zhang Yong shook my shoulder.

"Go, go, no, don't bother seeing me out." I just waved my hand, as if I were completely drunk.

The moment the door closed, I knew that what I had been waiting for was finally about to happen.

My heart was pounding—was it excitement, bitterness, jealousy, or desire? At that moment, at that moment—"Xueguo, let's go, it's not appropriate." "Fool, no one will know, look at you, so cowardly." "We're all classmates, if we make a scene, how will we face each other?" "Don't worry, I'll go first, I guarantee she won't cause trouble." "Can't you see? That slut is hoping someone will sleep with her now, we're just doing her a favor.

Besides, she's so drunk, she won't even know if we've had our fun." The low arguing outside didn't last long before the sound of the door next door locking came.

"Damn, sleeping with someone else's wife, that makes sense. Zhang Yong is the most honest." I cursed as I pulled out my iPhone, started VNSEA, and quickly connected it to the laptop mounted on the bed in the master bedroom. I silently turned on my headset and webcam, so the scene in the other room was clearly transmitted to my phone screen.

His wife lay naked on the bed, her fair skin gleaming alluringly under the light. Thick pubic hair between her spread legs made her mound-like vulva seem to tease the visitor's desire. The pillowcase covering her face was still up, her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically, and her black thong swayed precariously at her smooth white ankles. His wife seemed to be fast asleep.

Xueguo put a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, pointed to the woman's open vulva, then to his own crotch, and smiled.

Zhang Yong understood and retreated to the door, adopting the posture of an observer, but the tent in his pants betrayed his lust.

Xueguo quietly walked to the bedside, grabbed one of Liu Qian's breasts, and gently kneaded it, testing her reaction.

The woman seemed not yet fully awake, instinctively turning over and placing one hand on her chest. Unintentionally, she exposed her round, plump buttocks to the man beside her, the slender waist accentuated by a sensual allure, especially the deep cleft, which seemed to yearn for the man's rough penetration.

Xueguo's fingers gently caressed the woman's slightly pouting lips, occasionally teasingly inserting them. The woman waved her hand away, exposing her trembling breasts. The man seized the opportunity to give her breasts a couple of hard squeezes, then his fingers traced down her full waist, finally landing on Liu Qian's sensual buttocks. He caressed, greedily caressed, from the peaks to the valleys, from her smooth, plump buttocks to the small chrysanthemum blooming in her cleft, from one half to the other—"What a slut," Xueguo couldn't help but exclaim. Zhang Yong, on the other end, had been swallowing hard, pulling out his short, thick penis and stroking it rhythmically.

Watching the two men on the phone screen shamelessly molesting his wife, his own penis throbbed painfully, so he freed it from his pants, gripping it tightly in his hand; only the tight pressure offered any relief.

"I'll go first, then it's your turn," Xue Guo whispered to Zhang Yong, pulling down his pants. A moment later, a thin, long penis sprang out from between his legs, its pointed glans like a viper's head, powerfully pointing upwards.

I knew this kind of penis was most potent for women; although not very thick, it often provided a much stronger stimulation. It seemed my wife had found a gem. I wondered if she would notice anything different when he penetrated her, if she would struggle and resist. What if that happened?

While I was lost in thought, Xue Guo had already stripped naked, turned my wife's body into a supine position, and lay on top of her. The woman seemed to awaken, struggling to push the man off her, but Xueguo grabbed her wrists and sucked on her two grape-like nipples, teasing them with his tongue. She felt a renewed itch, and the alcohol amplified her previous lust, causing her to writhe and respond to the man on top of her.

"Husband, it itches." "This silly woman," I muttered under my breath, stroking my penis, yet burning with endless pleasure.

Xueguo didn't dare respond, only rubbing her nipples even faster with his tongue, arousing her desire.

"Ah, ah, it itches, husband, fuck me!" the woman cried out, thrusting her chest forward, her two white thighs gripping the man's buttocks tightly.

Xueguo wasn't in a hurry. He released her nipples, lightly kissing her way down her slightly protruding belly, through her thick, dark pubic hair, and deeply imprinting his lips on her slightly parted vulva.

My wife's body convulsed suddenly, clamping the man's head firmly between her legs.

Xueguo grasped one of her feet and slowly licked it up her fair thigh, then took each of her toes into his mouth, sucking them gently.

"Ah," "Oh," "Husband, come, come—come on," the woman gasped, her full breasts trembling softly like ripples on spring water.

"Hmm," Xueguo mumbled in response, spreading the woman's legs wide and pressing them against the headboard.

Liu Qian's honeyed spring was already overflowing with moisture, glistening with lustful fluids that soaked her two small, eager labia, glistening on the pubic hair, shimmering alluringly in the dim yellow light.

The man's tongue circled her anus, sliding down to her clitoris before plunging deep into her ripe, fleshy opening. He breathed heavily, withdrew, thrust in again, withdrew again, and then rotated as he thrust in again—the woman swayed, trying to meet him, trying to escape, but the man spread her legs wide. His wet, hot tongue teased her already itchy opening, making it seem as if it were about to burst open, yet always just a little bit short—"I didn't realize this kid was so damn good at it," I muttered, yet I was delighted by my old classmate's skill, knowing my wife was doomed this time.

Meanwhile, Xueguo had given up sucking, his hands supporting the woman's already aching waist. He raised his already swollen, purplish-red penis and thrust it deep inside. The erect glans slid between the slightly parted labia, rubbing against her as it penetrated deeper into her core.

My wife arched her back in satisfaction, preparing to receive the impending pleasure.

The woman's cunt was already incredibly wet, and each thrust of the man's penis sent juices flying, making their pubic hair stick wetly to their genitals. Only flesh against flesh was in intimate contact, colliding freely.

"Slap," "Slap, slap," listening to the sounds of intercourse coming from the iPhone, I was almost collapsing—collapsing with excitement, of course.

Xueguo slowly pushed his penis back and forth, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, as if deliberately enjoying the pleasure of his penis thrusting freely inside his classmate's wife's cunt. He wasn't in a hurry to bring the woman to the climax she craved.

"Faster," "H-husband," "Harder—" The woman's moans were more like babbling, a helpless plea.

Xueguo lowered his head, looking at the woman writhing in front of him with a satisfied expression. He turned his head and winked triumphantly at Zhang Yong, who was standing by the door, gesturing for him to be ready to take his place.

My other old classmate was already burning with lust at the sight before him, one hand incessantly stroking his own penis.

Xueguo laughed, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts, each time plunging his slender penis deep into the woman's honeypot.

With each thrust, Liu Qian shook her head wildly, her hands gripping the white sheets tightly, her plump buttocks raised high in anticipation of release.

At that moment, the man mercilessly withdrew his penis, smiling as he stood aside.

The woman lost her support and collapsed, her vagina trembling as if she were breathing softly.

"No—" "Hurry, hurry up and do it—me!" Xueguo pulled Zhang Yong, who was standing to the side, and pushed him between the woman's legs.

Zhang Yong hesitated, staring at the writhing woman before him, frozen in place, after all, he was about to gang rape his classmate's wife.

Xueguo shoved him hard, and Zhang Yong fell onto the woman, frantically reaching out to brace himself on the bed, his nose almost brushing against my wife's nipple. He seemed to be still hesitating whether to penetrate her. The woman, however, had already leaned forward, grasped the man's penis, and inserted it into her vagina. She gripped his arms with both hands, her thighs tightly hooked around Zhang Yong's buttocks, and began to move her hips back and forth, stroking his penis on her own.

Zhang Yong exhaled deeply, whether from fear or finally experiencing the pleasure of penetration, he couldn't tell.

He extended his tongue, teasing the woman's throbbing nipples, and soon couldn't resist sucking on one passionately.

His wife was almost suspended in mid-air; the slight pain in her nipples mixed with the burning desire in her vagina, turning her into a lustful beast. Her voluptuous body only wanted to be ravaged by the man on top of her, her empty vagina only wanted to receive the man's relentless thrusts. She didn't want to, and couldn't, distinguish where the penis that satisfied her desire came from? From whom?

Zhang Yong, increasingly aroused by my wife's writhing body, abandoned her trembling breasts, cupped her waist, and focused intently on his work within her dripping genitals.

Xue Guo, having already pulled out his phone, stood to the side, his penis, slick with my wife's fluids, shamelessly filming.

"That bastard!" I could almost picture him threatening my woman with the video. "No, I have to find a way to get the phone back later," I thought, stroking my own penis while desperately suppressing the urge to ejaculate, trying to prolong the dizzying excitement.

Zhang Yong's thrusts became faster, his hips slamming forward with increasing force, while the woman's breathing grew more rapid, her moans higher and louder.

"Ah!" "Oh!" "Oh!" The woman's cries further fueled the two men's lust. Each thrust from Zhang Yong seemed a frantic attempt to penetrate her body, each impact a crushing crushing blow.

Xueguo patted Zhang Yong on the back, gave him a thumbs-up, and then gestured with his hand in the air, as if signaling his old classmate to control the pace and prolong the sensual scene.

"Damn, how long are we going to go on? Won't my wife's body take it?" I was genuinely a little jealous of my two childhood friends' endurance and worried about my wife, after all, it was her first time being gang-raped by two men.

Seeing Zhang Yong slow down, Xueguo strode onto the bed, picked up my wife from behind, and sat her on the edge of the bed. He held her soft breasts firmly in his hands while frantically kissing her cheeks and shoulders.

The debauchery in the room suddenly escalated to another level, with two men and my wife sandwiched in the middle, the woman sitting on one of my old classmates' penises while enjoying the penis of the other.

Seeing this scene, I could no longer suppress the intense pleasure surging through my penis, and after a spasm, I ejaculated thick semen onto the floor.

At that moment, the pillowcase covering the woman's face slipped off. Her dazed eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the bright light in the room, and her alcohol-numbed consciousness hadn't yet grasped why there was a hard penis under her buttocks and a pair of hands roaming over her body.

"Sister-in-law, is it comfortable?" Xueguo lewdly chuckled in my wife's ear, while Zhang Yong, startled, stopped thrusting and stood there dumbfounded.

My wife finally realized that the penis penetrating her vagina belonged to the usually refined Zhang Yong, and the man embracing her from behind was another man she disliked.

"Ah Jian, Ah, Ah Jian!" the woman cried out, twisting her body trying to escape the two men's embrace, but her hangover body was weak and powerless. The hands she pushed against Zhang Yong felt like caressing his strong chest.

“Stop shouting, sister-in-law, your brother is drunk and can’t come. We brothers were just worried you’d be lonely, so we wanted to keep you company.” Xueguo’s arms were tightly clamped around my wife’s arms, while he gently twisted her two firm nipples with both hands, gesturing for Zhang Yong to continue inserting.

“No, let go, let me go.” The woman was still struggling, her two white breasts trembling violently, her twisting buttocks grinding against the penis beneath her.

Xueguo picked up his phone from the bed, held it in front of the woman, and pressed play.

“Sister-in-law, you don’t want your brother’s classmates to see this, do you?” The woman’s body seemed to freeze for a moment, but two tears slid down her cheeks. Her thoughts suddenly returned to that night—a three-bedroom apartment in a high-end residential area in Tianjin. The woman was leaning on the windowsill, her two full breasts almost pressed against the glass, her round buttocks raised high. The man behind her was squatting between her legs, frantically sucking on her wet, juicy vulva.

"Ah!" "Ah—" "Honey, I can't take it anymore, come in." The writhing body indicated that the woman was already aroused and craved her man's ravaging.

"Mmm." "Mmm, wife, your pussy is so beautiful, I want someone else to fuck me too." "Ah, ah, I only want you." "Wife, promise me, just let someone else fuck you once." "Mmm." "I'll let someone else fuck me." The woman's words made the man behind her even more lustful. He stood up and thrust his penis hard into the woman's vagina, pounding wildly.

"Who do you like to fuck? My classmates, Zhang Yong or Xue Guo?" "Ah." "Anyone—anything is fine, anything is fine—." "I'll let them all fuck you, let you enjoy the most beautiful love." The man thrust his penis deep into the woman's burning flesh again, forcefully pressing the woman in front of him against the glass window. He knew that in this quiet night, someone would see their intercourse. In

a three-bedroom apartment in a high-end residential area in Tianjin, "Sister-in-law, my brother and I are just too jealous of my older brother, you're so beautiful." Xue Guo's voice pulled the woman back from her reverie. Her nipples and lower body once again felt that agonizing tingling, an itch that felt like it was going to kill her.

“Sister-in-law, don’t be afraid, my brother won’t know. We’ll definitely make you feel good.” Xueguo’s whispers were like a nightmare, his hands like a spell, and the jade pestle thrusting into the woman’s vagina again was like heavenly music of happiness, echoing in my wife’s body.

The woman fell silent, her hands sliding off the man’s body. The intoxication of alcohol blurred her beautiful eyes, and lustful desire once again overwhelmed the remaining reason.

Xueguo slowly turned the woman’s head towards him, looking directly into her hazy eyes, and then kissed her slightly pouting lips hard. One hand pinched the woman’s nipple hard, while the other hand slid down her smooth abdomen, beginning to rub my wife’s glistening clitoris, which was soaked with her vaginal fluid.

“Ah,” the woman twisted her body again, but not in struggle, but in shy acceptance, trembling lustfully.

Xueguo pulled the woman down onto the bed, gently kissing my wife's ear while spreading her legs wide, exposing her vulva, which was still swallowing his penis, completely to Zhang Yong.

"Zhang Yong, my pussy is yours now." "Mmm," the woman moaned softly, the stimulation of complete exposure fueling her lust, and she thrust her lower body forward to receive Zhang Yong's thrusts.

Only after hearing that soft moan did my heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, return to my chest.

"My god, hehe, wife, you finally surrendered. Didn't I tell you, a pussy is only beautiful when a man fucks it?" The image on the phone made my penis stand erect again; I knew the real show was just beginning.

The woman was already in a daze, her slightly closed eyes flashing with lustful light, her slightly parted lips uttering wanton moans, her naked body accepting the wanton ravaging, her juicy vulva overflowing with wanton fluids.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Fuck me!" "Harder!" the woman cried out, sucking passionately on Xueguo's finger as he pulled it from her vagina.

"Sister-in-law, you're so horny." Xueguo crawled out from under my wife, kissed her lips lightly, then, with his back to Zhang Yong, straddled the woman's head and thrust his slender penis between her lips.

"Oh!" The woman seemed to have no time to refuse, instinctively taking the invading penis into her mouth, gripping the base of the shaft with her hand and swallowing deeply.

Seeing the woman's lewd state, Zhang Yong felt the lust in his chest burn even more fiercely. He pressed the woman's legs hard onto the bed, thrusting his penis deep into her vagina with each stroke, as if channeling all his strength into that impact, piercing the woman's sweaty body before him.

Xueguo's penis, having slipped from my wife's lips due to the violent impact below, trembled sweatily between his groin and her cheeks, soaked with her saliva. My wife reached out and grabbed the swollen penis again, wanting to put it in her mouth once more.

"You slut, lick my asshole," Xueguo's tone was more like a command.

"Damn, that's outrageous," I cursed from another room. On the phone screen, Xueguo smiled with enjoyment, clearly his wife was sucking his anus.

"Gently, little by little, asshole, cock, lick back and forth." My wife's tongue circled around the man's anus, then gently took his wrinkled scrotum into her mouth, sliding up Xueguo's penis, delicately rubbing the slightly open urethral opening.

"Ah," this time it was Xueguo who cried out.

My penis felt that intoxicating tingling sensation.

"Dude, hurry up, I can't take it anymore." Over there, Zhang Yong was also making his final sprint, each thrust bringing out a stream of white fluid.

"Slap," "Slap slap," the sounds of flesh colliding echoed rapidly in the room.

"Ah!" The woman's lips released the man's penis, loudly moaning in response to the increasingly intense thrusts coming from below, but unexpectedly, the man on top of her shoved his penis into her mouth, and all that could be heard were "ooh," "ooh" moans and even more wanton twisting of her voluptuous body.

Finally, Zhang Yong's thrusting ended on Xue Guo's back. The muscles in his buttocks twitched incessantly; I knew it was streams of hot semen spraying deep into my wife's honey pot.

"Hey, buddy, let's switch." Xue Guo stood up from the bed and patted the shoulder of the man on top of the woman.

Zhang Yong seemed still caught up in the excitement of the moment, his body feeling utterly exhausted. Hearing his old classmate's call, he reluctantly climbed off the woman's voluptuous body, withdrawing his limp penis.

His wife lay there, her white body twitching slightly, breathing heavily. A thick stream of white semen flowed from her pale pink vulva, dripping onto the white sheets.

Xue Guo pulled the woman up, making her lie face down on the bed, gently patting her high, upturned buttocks.

"Sister-in-law, your buttocks are so beautiful." Then, he thrust his penis deep into her vagina. The woman was jolted forward, quickly bracing herself on the bed with her hands.

"Want some, sister-in-law?" Xue Guo's penis remained there, igniting the woman's desire.

"Yes," "Give it to me," "Fuck me—," his wife moaned.

Xue Guo smiled with satisfaction, embracing the woman's round buttocks, and began to thrust wildly.

"Ah!" Another round of defilement brought the woman to that wonderful peak once again.

"Zhang Yong, don't just stand there, let your sister-in-law give you some." Xue Guo, while slapping the woman's buttocks, directed his classmates.

Zhang Yong seemed to have just woken up from the excitement, his short, thick penis still limp and drooping, dripping with glistening vaginal fluid.

"Ah!" "Harder!" His wife's moans aroused Zhang Yong's lust again. He lifted the woman's chin and brought his penis to her lips.

Without hesitation, the woman took the penis, soaked in semen and her own juices, into her mouth and began to swallow and spit it out vigorously.

"No way." I've begged my wife so many times, but she always refuses to take my essence. What's wrong with her today? It seems that a woman's lust really needs to be aroused.

Zhang Yong and Xue Guo attacked my wife from both sides. Each of Xue Guo's thrusts made the penis in the woman's mouth go deeper, each pump made her full breasts shake more violently, and each penetration made the woman's cheek bump against Zhang Yong's thick pubic hair.

"You slut, aren't you beautiful?" Xueguo thrust faster and faster.

The woman writhed more and more wildly.

Zhang Yong's penis grew harder and harder, moving in and out of the woman's lips with increasing force.

"Slap," "Slap, slap," "Oh," "Ah—" Finally, a long cry from the three men pushed everyone in the room to the peak of lust. Xueguo slid off the woman and collapsed onto the bed. His wife, like a mermaid just emerging from the water, spread her legs wide and convulsed, thick semen flowing from her mouth and vulva. Only Zhang Yong stood there dumbfounded, as if what he had just ejaculated into his wife's mouth wasn't his penis.

In the guest room, I also completed my second ejaculation at the same time, collapsing weakly onto the bed.

"So good." Time slipped away quietly in the sudden silence. The two ejaculations almost made me fall asleep, but the voice on my phone pulled me back.

"Sister-in-law, how about we two brothers?" "Mmm." On the screen, the three men on the bed were embracing and lying together. Xueguo's arm was around the woman's neck, kissing her passionately; his other hand was groping between her legs. Zhang Yong's penis was pressed tightly against my wife's buttocks from the other side, while his hands ruthlessly kneaded her breasts.

The three of them were panting, writhing, and rubbing against each other on my bed—gradually, the woman began to moan again, and a flush returned to her cheeks.

"This slut." I rubbed my phone against my penis. "Just wait until I get my hands on you." "Sister-in-law, get up, let's play something even more fun." Xue Guo pulled the woman off the bed, and he and Zhang Yong stood on either side of her.

"Give us brothers a blowjob, and we'll make you feel good." The woman knelt on the bed, grabbing a penis in each hand, taking turns sucking, swallowing, and licking them, occasionally kissing their testicles, quickly restoring the two men's virility.

"You really are a slut." Xue Guo grabbed the woman's hair and leaned down to kiss her lips.

He gestured for Zhang Yong to lie down on the bed, letting the woman slowly insert his penis into her vagina.

My wife started to drift into a daze again. She gripped Zhang Yong's hands and rhythmically bounced them up and down, enjoying the pleasure of his penis rubbing against her vagina. Her large breasts trembled with each rise and fall, making the man beneath her gasp for breath. Several times he leaned forward, wanting to suck on her swaying nipples, but Xue Guo grabbed them firmly from behind and began to rub them vigorously.

"Ah," the woman murmured, reaching a climax.

"Sister-in-law, has my brother ever played with your ass?" The woman shook her head vigorously, it was unclear whether she heard the man's words.

The man pressed the woman's body down onto Zhang Yong from behind, spreading her buttocks and licking her brown anus with his tongue. The penis inside her vagina was already making her unbearably itchy, and the pleasure from her anus excited her even more. She wanted to get up and continue what she had been doing, but the man behind her held her buttocks firmly, preventing her from moving.

Xueguo licked the woman's anus until it was dripping wet, then dipped his penis in the vaginal fluid and slowly squeezed it into her anus.

"No, don't." "It hurts." "It'll be fine in a bit." Xueguo lay on top of my wife.

Two men's penises were penetrating the woman's two vaginal openings, almost touching, and this unprecedented sensation made her feel like she was in ecstasy.

"Come on," Xueguo began to slowly thrust into my wife's anus, while Zhang Yong thrust his lower abdomen into the woman's vagina.

"Ah." "I can't take it anymore." "Fuck me, fuck me harder." The woman was driven to the brink of collapse by the pleasure of the friction between her anus and vagina, and began to talk nonsense.

As the woman's sphincter muscles relaxed, Xueguo's thrusts became easier, harder, and deeper. The two men sandwiched my wife between them, squeezing, impacting, and piercing her from above and below—the woman was almost fainting, but waves of pleasure pulled her back.

"Ah!" I almost fainted too. I hadn't even used my wife's asshole yet.

"Fuck me!" "Harder!" My wife's moans were like murmurs in her sleep, soft yet even more arousing.

My two classmates squeezed the woman in the middle even harder, the only sounds in the room were the sounds of flesh colliding mixed with the "plop" and "plop" of thrusting.

"Ah—" "Ah—" The three of us screamed wildly, pounded wildly, and twisted wildly, all reaching the peak of lust together—I watched the beautiful sight of my wife's two holes dripping with hot semen on the phone screen, fantasizing about being on top of her and fucking her cunt.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually brightening, the east was beginning to show the first light of dawn, and three naked bodies were sleeping soundly on the bed, intertwined, the white sheets stained with sticky yellow semen.

In another room, I was holding my phone, thinking about two things: "Get Xueguo's phone back, and how many people should I get to play with my wife next time?"

(The End)

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