A stunningly beautiful erotic story involving three men and one woman.

The fragrant, delicate beauty of my wife, the playful antics of three swallows and orioles
(This experience is entirely based on my wife's oral account, embellished by the author. All the protagonists are real surnames, but their first names are omitted. With their permission, the story is written down.)
The chaotic street scene outside the car window drifted past, the sound of tires crunching on the rain was clear, and the streaks of raindrops on the glass blurred everything. It was raining again. In Beijing's summer, rain brings a bit of coolness, but this kind of rain, once it starts, never stops. My wife thought, this rain seems to be deliberately working against her. She had deliberately worn sandals when she went out that morning, and her freshly painted toenails and her delicate white feet were soaked again. After getting in the car, my wife wiped her feet and shoes with a tissue. Old Chen, sitting to her right, offered to help her, but my wife was ticklish. The two of them playfully pushed and shoved each other, making Old Yue, who was driving, and Old Lin, in the passenger seat, start to get restless.
The car had been driving for a while, and it would still be some time before they reached their destination. Old Yue had just bought a new car, and with the rain making the roads slippery, the three of them gradually quieted down to let him concentrate on driving.
After driving for a while, the wife leaned her head against the headrest of the car seat, looking out the window with her face turned to the side, completely ignoring the scenery outside. This was because Old Chen, sitting next to her, had already slipped his left hand under her skirt, gently stroking her inner thigh. His little finger would intentionally or unintentionally touch there. Although there was underwear between them, the summer underwear was as thin as a cicada's wing, and this caress and touch made the wife a little dizzy. The wife's hand was on his hand, and the right hem of her silk flared skirt was almost lifted up to her thigh by Old Chen, exposing her fair and tender right leg. Fortunately, it was raining, so the people in the neighboring cars and on the road couldn't see the erotic scene inside the car. After all, it was daytime, and the wife was a little scared, so she held his hand tightly, not letting him continue to wander inside, and her legs were also tightly clamped around his hand, but her underwear was already wet. The wife was even more worried that she might not be able to hold back her moans. For these three men, the flirting and her allure during lunch had already been enough to arouse them. Besides Lao Yue, Lao Chen and Lao Lin had long coveted her. This was their first meeting, and she could sense from their eyes that they couldn't wait to devour her.
Lao Chen was relatively obedient; his hand didn't go any deeper, only his fingers darting around, making the wife's heart and body itch.
The car drove on and off, and the wife thought to herself, "This is really tough. How could I have agreed so readily to go with them?" The three men and one woman in the car all understood what was going to happen today.
Lao Lin, wearing glasses, sat in the passenger seat, chatting with Lao Yue about Beijing's traffic and cars. He and Lao Chen lived in the same city, and this business trip to Beijing was also their first meeting. This meeting had been arranged more than two months ago during a half-joking chat on QQ, and none of them expected it to actually happen. Old Chen and Old Lin said that the most important thing about coming to Beijing this time was meeting their wives. They had been chatting online for almost a year and were quite familiar with each other, but when they actually met, apart from Old Yue, they were still a little nervous with their wives.
Old Lin turned around, looking at his wife and Old Chen through his glasses, mostly at his wife. Gradually, his gaze shifted to his wife's thighs, his eyes seeming to suggest that Old Chen's hand was about to slip under her skirt. His wife glanced at him, blushed slightly, smiled, and said, "What are you looking at?" Old Chen chuckled, rather smugly. Old Lin said, "Our little devil's legs are really beautiful, so enviable. But it's not fair, why does Old Chen get to have them first? If I had known, I would have been sitting right next to her." His Northeastern accent was already somewhat humorous, but coming from behind those seemingly scholarly glasses, it sounded even more amusing. Old Chen said, "It's his own fault for not taking them first, it's nobody's fault." The two, speaking with the same Northeastern accent, chatted back and forth like a two-person comedy act.
Old Lin continued looking out the window, while his wife turned her head to gaze out the window. Old Chen's hand continued to wander under her skirt.
After a while, his wife turned to Old Lin and said, "Isn't your neck sore?"
Old Lin replied, "Should I twist my head off and put it on your lap, or would you like to stretch your legs out so I can have some peace and quiet?"
"Give him a foot, that'll stop him from causing trouble!" Old Chen laughed.
"Three-inch golden lotuses?! That'll make him so happy!" Old Yue chimed in as he drove.
His wife smacked him on the head from behind and said, "Just drive your car, it's none of your business. Be a good driver."
"My second husband has become a driver now, what kind of world is this!" Old Yue laughed and cursed.
His wife lifted her leg and stretched her foot onto the armrest between the two front seats, her red toenails making her fair feet appear even whiter in the car. Taking advantage of the situation, Lao Chen moved closer to his wife, pressing his body against hers. He casually pulled his hands out from under her skirt, pulled her into his arms, and placed his legs under hers, supporting them to make her more comfortable. Then, his right hand replaced his left, continuing to caress her under her skirt.
Lao Lin grabbed his wife's feet, saying, "Oh, no wonder, no wonder! Lao Chen is so good at this, no wonder our little vixen likes him!" His wife's small feet looked pitifully small in Lao Lin's large hands, a little cool from the air conditioning, but the warmth from Lao Lin's hands made her feel very comfortable.
The car entered the ring road, and there were no people or cars around to see the scenery inside the car. His wife's right leg remained bare, and the hand under her skirt continued to caress her. Lao Chen's right hand was more dexterous than his left, and he tried to use his fingers to pry open the edge of his wife's underwear and slip them inside, but his wife firmly stopped him. Meanwhile, his left hand slipped under his wife's shirt from her waist, caressing her waist, back, and every place he could reach. This position almost made his wife lie in his arms. Old Chen was strong and slightly overweight. Lying on top of him was undoubtedly another kind of pleasure for his wife, a woman who was infatuated with men. This position was particularly comfortable in the confined space.
Her feet were also being stroked, and her toes were frequently being sucked by Old Lin. Old Yue, who was driving beside her, would also occasionally touch her small feet and calves when he had a free hand. The pleasure from the caresses made his wife a little drowsy. Just as she was half-closing her eyes and her mind was blank, Old Chen suddenly kissed her ear. This startled her. She let out a soft cry, her whole body trembled, and she slapped Old Chen away, saying, "What are you doing? You scared me!"
Old Lin turned around and laughed, his eyes fixed again on the hand hidden under his wife's skirt. He said, "Old Chen, take off Xiao Yao's panties. I'm keeping them. They're really infuriating!"
His wife said, "Go away! Don't be so annoying."
Old Yue joked, "You better watch out, interfering with my driving will have serious consequences! We'll be there soon, why can't you guys stand it for even a moment?" "
Haha, stop joking, stop joking, we're almost there, safety first," Old Chen said.
His wife pulled her foot away from Old Lin's hand, letting Old Chen's hand remain on her panties, and continued leaning against him. She asked Old Yue, "How much longer?"
"Almost there. Not far," Old Yue said.
Just then, his wife's elbow bumped into something hard. She knew what it was, and playfully pressed down hard. Old Chen leaned forward, hissing, and retaliated by pressing hard between his wife's legs with his right hand...
Their destination was the hotel apartment that Old Chen and Old Lin had rented.
...
Lao Yue is from Beijing. He met his wife, Lao Lin, and Lao Chen on a dating website. His wife joined a group as a single woman and gradually became closer to the other three. In the year they knew each other, they talked about almost everything. After getting to know each other, they exchanged photos and started video chatting. As time went on and the conversations deepened, they not only learned what each other looked like but also about each other's backgrounds. Later, nude video chatting became an activity they all enjoyed. The eager looks from the men on the other side of the screen often made his wife very happy. His wife liked to show herself to these three men on the computer and enjoy their compliments, which often aroused her sexual interest after chatting, ultimately benefiting me. Sometimes, I would hide behind the screen and watch his wife chat with them. Then, after turning off the webcam and computer, we would have sex while his wife talked on the phone with one of them. This game fascinated us for a while.
Because they lived in the same city, Lao Yue had started dating his wife alone about six months before this gathering. They initially only met twice for meals. Later, during one of his visits to his home, he ended up having sex with his wife. From then on, among the four online friends, he proudly proclaimed himself the second-best husband to his wife. His wife teased him, saying he was at best the second-to-last husband. But Lao Yue's proximity made the other two incredibly envious. Lao Yue's wife was actually very strict with him, including his online dating; he kept it a secret from his family at work. So, after that first time, they had another opportunity to sleep together, again in a hotel room. She didn't have many opportunities to meet Lao Yue in person. Her wife knew he was the kind of man who cheated on his wife. He was a good person, didn't lie to her, and admitted his feelings. Her wife liked him, but she didn't care about anything else, treating him as just a casual friend, though they often chatted online quite enjoyably.
I had no direct contact with these three people; this was my wife's own little world, and I wouldn't interfere. But the internet is chaotic, and my only requirement for her was safety first.
A while ago, during a chat, Lao Chen mentioned he was going to Beijing on a business trip, and Lao Lin chimed in, saying he wanted to come along to see the woman behind the screen—the woman they'd always been drooling over. Before this, Lao Yue had told them about his and his wife's experience, which only fueled their desire. Coupled with his wife's playful teasing, the three men joked that after meeting, they'd have a get-together, with his wife as the queen. His wife, thinking it was just the men's joking and wishful thinking, casually agreed. However,
some time later, during another chat, the two men said they were really coming, and the schedule was set. His wife was a little flustered. Finally, Lao Yue smoothed things over, saying the meeting was the priority; they should see how things went, have a meal, chat, and if things felt good, then proceed to the next step. And whether there would be further activities was entirely up to his wife.
My wife has some close female friends in online chat groups. One of them, whom she's particularly good with, once told my wife about her experiences with multiple men. My wife, curious, asked what it was like. The woman told her it was an unparalleled pleasure, and addictive. She suggested my wife try it sometime, provided it was safe, saying it would be unforgettable. She also said that with my wife's looks, finding a man she liked should be quite easy. Her advice and experience likely boosted my wife's confidence and curiosity. Having been with quite a few men, this kind of intense stimulation was even more appealing, making her want to try it.
My wife doesn't hide her conversations with them from me. Sometimes I'm right next to her, and I can see them intentionally or unintentionally. But this time, my wife still asked for my opinion before meeting them. Although I'm lenient with my wife's social activities, meeting three men at once was something we used to fantasize about in bed. My wife has been in contact with these three men for quite some time, but I still have some reservations. I asked her what she thought, and if it really happened, while it would be exciting, could she really handle it? I haven't given her any concrete advice.
Finally, my wife said, "Let's see how it goes when we meet. Let's just let things happen naturally, since Lao Yue is here."
Actually, this decision was already a done deal.
Everything was left to chance. They arrived, and Lao Yue took care of the arrangements: booking a restaurant, picking them up from the airport, and arranging their accommodations. The meeting was scheduled for the next day. The rest depended on my wife's feelings towards them.
On the day my wife was to meet them, I had to go to work. Before leaving, I told her to be smart and leave after dinner if she didn't like it. I know my wife is proud and outspoken, and she doesn't easily refuse others, which sometimes puts her at a disadvantage in social situations. Although she never seems to care, as her husband, I sometimes worry about her.
I won't go into details about my feelings that day.
My wife was quite obedient; she texted me from each new location to let me know where she was. That day, she deliberately didn't drive, but she dressed up carefully, and before leaving, she didn't forget to put a few condoms and a clean pair of underwear in her bag.
While they were eating, she called me from the bathroom, saying the two men were quite nice, well-mannered, and polite. The most ridiculous thing was that when they met, they even proactively showed her their ID cards to verify their identities. I felt a little more at ease. When we were almost at Lao Chen and Lao Lin's apartment, she texted me saying she was going to the hotel with them. After that, I knew what was going to happen. I finished my work early, drove home, and waited for her; in this situation, I couldn't do anything else.
That noon, my wife arrived at the restaurant on time. The three men were already there, drinking tea on the sofa in a private room. Upon entering and seeing Lao Lin and Lao Chen, my wife seemed a little embarrassed. Although they were familiar with each other online, meeting in person was still a bit awkward. These men, all nearing 50, were facing a woman nearing 40—all adults—and their first impression was quite respectable, which made my wife feel good.
The three men were basically the same type, except that Lao Yue seemed a little younger than the other two. The quietest of them all was Old Chen, the oldest, whose voice trembled slightly when he first spoke to his wife. Old Lin, wearing glasses, was fair-skinned and spoke very politely and refinedly. Compared to Old Chen, also from Northeast China, he seemed more like a Southerner than a Northeasterner if he didn't speak. Luckily, Old Yue was there to mediate, preventing the atmosphere from becoming awkward. Old Yue sat next to his wife the whole time, taking the best care of her throughout the meal. The others also took turns being attentive, serving her food and water with meticulous care, which made his wife feel much more at ease. Gradually, the conversation returned to their online interactions, and they started joking around again, creating a more relaxed atmosphere.
Although Old Chen didn't talk much, his wife frequently made eye contact with him, and he kept looking at her with a passionate gaze. Across the table, their eyes seemed to be exchanging flirtatious glances. Later, Old Yue noticed this and started teasing them, saying that his wife was flirting with that handsome older man in front of her second husband. My wife's online nickname contains the character "妖" (yao, meaning demon), so everyone calls her Little Demon. Halfway through the meal, Lao Lin suddenly asked Lao Yue what they were going to do after dinner. Lao Yue laughed and said that the arrangements would be up to Little Demon, so why ask him? Lao Lin had intended to subtly probe his wife, but being caught out, he blushed deeply. Looking at his wife, he said, "I wonder what Little Demon will think of us two old guys. How can we ask directly? What if it's wrong? He'll be so scornful!"
His wife simply said, "You guys are great, just like online. I'll listen to you."
The three of them were overjoyed. They kept promising and explaining to their wives that they would never force her, respecting her wishes, and that everything would be her priority from now on, never doing anything reckless or insisting on this or that. His wife responded, "We'll see. I don't know what will happen then."
Leaving the restaurant, it started to rain, not heavily. Lao Chen used his backpack to shield his wife from the rain. In the car, he naturally sat next to his wife. The car started and drove towards the hotel. After his wife finished wiping her feet and shoes, which were wet from the rain, Old Chen took her hand in his. His wife didn't resist; she felt his hand was icy cold, probably because he was nervous.
My wife was both nervous and excited. She began to imagine what the three men would do to her once they arrived. This mixed with nervousness, anticipation, and excitement made her think to herself that she was really indulging herself. The thrill was irresistible, drawing her to these three men.
Words like "going to a hotel with three men," "sleeping with three men," "indulgence," "being played with by three men," "gang rape," "bad woman," and "extremely lewd" flashed through her mind like street scenes outside a car window. These words created phantom images of those scenes, seducing her like the three men themselves, tempting her body and her passionate heart.
Lost in her fantasies, she placed Old Chen's hand on her leg, intending it as a way of repaying his kindness in warming her hands. But when Old Chen's hand touched her delicate skin, it felt like a fish in water; his large hand immediately began to caress her smooth, supple thigh. The wife still didn't refuse. Old Chen's gaze during the meal and his actions afterward had already aroused her interest in this tall man, stirring up her inner desires. She let Old Chen explore her thighs. Being in the car with three men, knowing full well that she was about to be penetrated one by one, this feeling excited her. "Let's start now," she thought, "starting with the man next to me."
As Old Chen's hand slowly moved inward, her skirt slowly pulled back, revealing her entire thigh. When her thin white panties were exposed, the area that fascinated them was vaguely visible. Old Chen's hand pressed down on it without hesitation. The wife squeezed her legs together, glanced at Old Chen, and pouted. Receiving this tacit approval, Old Chen tried to continue his downward movement. The wife knew her limits and knew that when sexually aroused, she would act recklessly, so she fearfully pressed his hand down, preventing him from going any further, lest she collapse in the car...
Finally
, they arrived. The rain intensified. Lao Yue parked the car in front of the hotel apartment building. Everyone got out and waited for him in the lobby before going upstairs together.
The room was new, a two-bedroom, two-living-room apartment. The living room wasn't large, but it was very clean and tidy. The hotel smell was strong, mixed with a faint smell of smoke. The living room had a large window with a wide, unobstructed view; in the distance was the ring road, with cars darting about in the rain like ants. Unlike typical hotel rooms, this one had a window that could be opened, instantly letting in cool, humid air that refreshed everyone. The high floor made it a bit windy, but the lack of air conditioning was a rare treat in Beijing's summer. My wife's first impression was that the room was great; she didn't need to draw the curtains at all.
Lao Chen said, "Thank you, Lao Yue, for finding such a great place. It's economical and affordable, even more spacious and comfortable than a typical hotel.
" After some polite exchanges, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. No one knew what to do next. They were eager to do this and that right away, afraid of upsetting their wives, but the three men also longed for that kind of passionate encounter. It was the first time so many of them were together, and they were a little flustered. Faced with this beautiful young woman, none of them dared to take the first step.
The wife wandered around the rooms, her underwear feeling damp and uncomfortable. She went to the bathroom to clean herself up, then returned and sat in the center of the sofa. Old Chen remained beside her, turning on the TV, which was playing some random dramas. Old Lin said he would make some water and tea. Old Yue sat on the single sofa, glancing at the TV and then at his wife. The wife smoked while watching the three of them, her expression a mixture of desire and hesitation, which she found somewhat amusing. At this moment, Old Lin brought out the water, made tea for everyone, and then sat down. The three men chatted idly for a while longer. They started talking about this and that, rambling on about different topics.
The wife kicked off her shoes, placed her feet on the sofa in her most comfortable position, naturally exposing a significant portion of her legs. This action shifted the conversation among the three men to her legs, feet, figure, and appearance, showering her with compliments and attention. Yet, none of them took the next step.
Time passed, and the wife began to feel a growing desire, like a child facing a large cake but unable to eat it.
Feeling a bit bored, she stood up and walked to the window to look at the view. She placed her arms on the windowsill, crossed her legs, leaned forward naturally, and her buttocks naturally protruded. She knew that this posture, given her figure, would be a huge visual impact on any man, and less than three meters behind her sat three men who were infatuated with her body.
Through the glass, the wife saw Old Chen stand up, walk to the window, and stand behind her.
He gently embraced her from behind, holding her tightly, pressing his body against hers to straighten her posture. Old Chen began kissing the wife's neck and ears from behind. This action broke the deadlock and instantly ignited the wife's passion. She closed her eyes, letting him kiss her. Her heart began to pound. This moment would make the three men and one woman in the room lose control. The wife thought, "What will it be like facing three men at once?"
Old Chen's hands moved from behind the wife to the front, kneading and caressing her waist and breasts. The wife didn't resist, turning around to cooperate with his kiss, bringing her lips to his. They kissed passionately, their breaths heavy with the smell of cigarettes. Old Chen's tongue tried to force its way into her mouth. The wife resisted a little, but in response, she stuck her tongue out. Old Chen inhaled eagerly, his hot breath hitting the wife's face. She hadn't expected that the least talkative Old Chen would be the first to come. He thrust into her hard, and the wife could clearly feel something hard pressing against her buttocks.
Old Chen began unbuttoning his wife's blouse one button at a time, then slipped his hand inside her bra, roughly kneading her breasts. When he touched her nipples, he pinched them hard with two fingers, causing his wife to moan. This further aroused Old Chen. He turned his wife around to face him, pressed her against the windowsill, and used one hand to lift her skirt, reaching directly into her panties. His large hand almost tore the small panties apart, and as he reached inside, he pulled at the fine pubic hair, causing a slight pain. The area was still slippery, even more so than in the car.
Instinctively, his wife slightly bent one leg, squeezing Old Chen's hand between her legs to resist his assault, yet inwardly she was receptive. She saw Old Lin and Old Yue sitting on the sofa, staring intently at her, their eyes scanning her exposed body, especially the area under her skirt where the hand was ravaging, and her breasts and waist, barely covered by her bra, revealed by the unbuttoned blouse. This feeling is wonderful, even better than showing it to them in a video. But what are these two fools waiting for?
When his wife's eyes met Lao Lin's, Lao Lin seemed encouraged and stood up. The instant he stood, his wife noticed the bulge in his pants; that bulge further confirmed his allure, proving how seductive he was, which made her very proud. Lao Lin walked over, cupped his wife's face, and kissed her deeply on the lips. Lao Chen reached behind his wife and began unhooking her bra. His wife continued to entwine her tongue with Lao Lin's. Lao Chen clumsily fumbled for a while, finally managing to unhook it. The bra hung limply on his wife's shoulders. Lao Chen pulled his wife's shirt back, revealing her fair, delicate shoulders. His wife's arms were restrained by the shirt and bra pockets. When Lao Chen pulled the bra up further, her round, alluring breasts were exposed to the three men. Old Lin stopped kissing his wife, looked at the two beautiful breasts in front of him, and said, "Oh, little devil, so beautiful..."
"So beautiful! So beautiful!" Old Chen also said.
The two men, one on each side, began to fondle the wife's breasts. Old Chen took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue greedily licking it. Old Lin's hand took Old Chen's place, reaching inside the wife's panties to knead her breasts. His hand wasn't as honest as Old Chen's; his fingertips teased and rubbed, causing the wife's lower body to writhe. She tried to pull him out, but her arms were almost immobilized behind their backs. From Old Lin's fingers, the wife sensed that he was more skilled with women than Old Chen. But because of this stimulation, her vaginal fluids flowed like a spring, slippery and sticky, which Old Lin also felt. With the abundant fluid, he easily inserted his fingers inside. As soon as they were inside, his fingers began to stir, and the wife let out a soft "ooh" and went limp. Her legs clamped together, writhing with the movement of Old Lin's fingers.
The wife, panting heavily from the four hands of the two men, was weak and groaning, constantly moaning and pleading for mercy. But the wetness of her lower body told the two men that she enjoyed it.
She thought the intense stimulation had reached its peak, but when she saw Old Yue watching her and the two men with a malicious grin, she knew that even more intense, heart-pounding stimulation awaited her; this was just the beginning. Realizing this, she became even more excited. How far could she go? How many men could she accept? How pleasurable would gang rape be? She no longer just longed for it, but anticipated it.
With the men's movements, the wife could barely stand. Although the cool breeze from outside, mixed with moisture, kept blowing into the room, her body remained unbearably hot. Old Yue sat there and watched for a while. He walked over, and as he got closer, his wife's breathing became heavier and her heartbeat quickened. If he came closer, she thought, she really was being played with by three men. So quickly, she was already weak all over. It was so exciting. What kind of pleasure would it be if they really pinned her down?!
Old Yue approached, squatted down, and was right in front of his wife's legs, only a head's distance apart. He watched as Old Yue's hand groped inside her panties, making them bulge. Old Yue's hands reached towards his wife's thighs and began to caress her legs. When he touched her thighs, his wife felt goosebumps all over her body with pleasure, and her breathing became erratic. Above and below, three men, six hands, groping and kneading his wife's body gave her a pleasure and indulgence she had never felt before. She felt that coming with them today was the right thing to do, and everything would definitely get better from now on.
At this moment, Lao Yue grabbed the edge of his wife's panties with both hands and pulled them down. Lao Lin, sensing this, also used his hand, which had been kneading, to pull down his wife's panties as well. His wife instinctively tried to squeeze her legs together, trying to hold onto the small, semi-transparent panties to prevent them from being pulled down, but in just two or three seconds, Lao Yue pulled the panties down to her ankles. His wife was left only in her silk skirt, and her last line of defense was breached first. As they pulled down his wife's panties, Lao Chen unhooked and unzipped his wife's skirt from behind. As soon as the panties were pulled down, the skirt fell down with them, covering the panties that had fallen to her ankles, completely covering his wife's small feet.
His wife's most private parts and her entire lower body were completely exposed before them, with nothing left to cover them. She couldn't resist this series of actions. It all happened in a mere dozen seconds. All her wife could do, besides cooperate, was to let out seemingly reluctant, coquettish "hmm, hmm" sounds and a coquettish scolding: "What are you doing, you bad guys, you're so naughty..."
But in reality, she genuinely enjoyed exposing her body to the three men.
This kind of sound and reaction from a woman only fueled the men's aggression. The three men didn't respond verbally, only with their hands and mouths. Old Lin and Old Chen continued to caress, lick, and kiss her body, while Old Yue squatted below, constantly kissing her thighs. Each of them did their best to enjoy this beautiful woman, and his wife also enjoyed this rare stimulation.
Without any cover, the three men were even more unrestrained and had easier access to her genitals, caressing, teasing, and kneading. The three men's fingers took turns entering and exiting her most sensitive areas, continuously giving her the pleasure and stimulation of being violated by multiple men. The wife felt increasingly weak; the impact made her body go limp, her breasts... If it weren't for Lao Chen and Lao Lin holding and embracing her, she might have collapsed. This was the true feeling of being played with; she felt it was even more stimulating than an orgasm. The wife felt her legs trembling, almost unable to support her. She said, "Let me sit down, I can't stand anymore."
The three men stopped what they were doing. The wife threw off the skirt and underwear covering her feet, and the three helped her to the sofa. Lao Chen ran to the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel, and gave it to the wife to place under her bottom. Lao Chen's gesture pleased the wife again, and she kissed him. Lao Lin wasn't to be outdone, raising a teacup to feed the wife water. This action amused everyone. The wife, wearing only a shirt, laughed while covering her chest with the shirt, but then found her action ridiculous. What was the point of covering her chest when her lower body was exposed? Thinking this, the wife took off her last piece of clothing, her bra and shirt, and Lao Yue picked up all the clothes and neatly put them away. The men's series of actions and their intense, blazing gazes aroused his wife once more. She asked them sweetly, "Does it look good? Is it the same as the photo?"
The three men chorused, "Yes, it looks good!" Then, while praising her, they reached out with their hands and mouths to her body. The compliments made his wife involuntarily happy. Naked, she felt like the center of attention among the three men. Just
as she was enjoying another caress, Lao Lin leaned down, spread her legs, and kissed her genitals directly. His wife cried out, "No! Don't!" Lao Yue hesitated for a moment, and his wife said, "Can I wash up? You all need to shower too."
Lao Chen and Lao Yue both said, "Okay, okay, everyone shower first."
Lao Lin laughed and said, "Okay, when that little vixen comes back, I'll be the first to eat her!"
His wife stood up, pulled the towel she had been using to cover herself, and walked towards the bathroom in one of the bedrooms. As she walked through the gap between the sofas, past the three men, her backside was exposed, her round buttocks sticking out. Old Yue reached out and lightly patted her buttocks, "Look at our little vixen's buttocks, so round and white, they're mesmerizing!" "You're so annoying!" his wife cursed, twisting and running away, her buttocks trembling like a pool of water. Her lower body
was a mess from their actions. After entering the bathroom, his wife suddenly realized she hadn't brought feminine wash or lotion. Just as she was considering using soap, she noticed the hotel's feminine wash on the sink. His wife was always very particular about her health, almost always spending a long time applying lotion after showering. But today, she'd have to make do; she knew she might have to shower several more times. "I'll wash myself clean and let the three of them enjoy me..." The wife loved the men's fascination and passion for her body, loved their gazes, their caressing hands, and their wet, hot lips and tongues roaming over her skin. Especially since there would be three of them today; just thinking about it made her heart race.
After showering, the wife came out still wrapped in the same towel. On her way back to the living room, the men stared at her intently, making her a little shy. She sat down, still wrapped in the towel. Two wet strands of hair clung to her cheeks, making her even more alluring. She curled her legs up on the sofa and said to the three of them, "You guys go take a shower too!" Old Yue said, "Old Chen, Old Lin, you two go first. I'll wait until you're done."
Old Chen and Old Lin went to their respective bathrooms. Old Yue sat down and pulled his wife into his arms, letting her sit on his lap. The wife had one arm around her husband's neck and the other hand began unbuttoning his T-shirt, whispering, "Did you miss me?"
The husband replied, "Yes, look down there."
The wife said, "Ugh... Are they alright? Nothing's wrong, is it?"
"What do you think? It's okay, we all know each other so well, I'm here, what's there to be afraid of?" Lao Yue said.
"It's all because of you! You arranged it all!" his wife said.
"Do you like it or not? You looked so beautiful just now, didn't you?" Lao Yue asked.
"Hmm... I don't know yet, but it was pretty good just now, really." his wife said.
"I know you like it, I saw your eyes were red and you were wet down there, I knew that, it's a rare opportunity, let loose and have some fun, I'll make you feel good in a bit!" Lao Yue said, his hand reaching into the towel and touching himself.
His wife put her hand inside Lao Yue's clothes, stroking his chest, and asked him again in a low voice, "Aren't you jealous seeing me being messed with by those two?"
"I'm not jealous if you're happy. Besides, it's not my place to be jealous. Does your husband know?"
"Yes. I told him you're here." his wife said.
"That's good, I'll take good care of you for your husband in a bit!" Lao Yue said.
"Honestly, just thinking about it makes me want to scream. You're not allowed to lead the bullying later." The wife said, pressing her lips to Lao Yue's. She herself was already unable to resist, wishing the three of them could give her ecstasy right now.
Lao Yue pulled the towel wrapped around his wife's chest and threw it aside, kissing her while caressing her body...
Accompanied by his wife's soft moans, Lao Chen and Lao Lin came out of the bathroom around the same time. His wife heard them approaching and turned to look at them. Neither of them spoke, standing in front of her, both wrapped in towels. Both men had strong, muscular upper bodies. Lao Chen was darker-skinned and had more fat, especially around his stomach, making him appear heavier. Lao Lin was fair-skinned and relatively more muscular.
Lao Yue said he was going to take a shower, moving the towel to the sofa for his wife to sit on. Lao Chen sat down next to his wife, his hands immediately starting to caress her thighs and kiss her shoulders. Old Lin stood facing his wife, still wearing his glasses. His wife looked at him with a curious yet awkward smile. Old Lin scrutinized her, then pulled open his bath towel. His manhood stood erect, seemingly defiantly challenging her. His wife blushed, but her gaze was still drawn to it. Seeing Old Lin's member, her first thought was, "Hmm, not small, and quite nice-looking." But she still said, "What are you doing?" and then turned her head away shyly. Old Lin moved closer, now even closer to his wife. He himself was a little nervous, then said to Old Chen, "Old Chen, don't be shy, let Xiao Yao check if we're up to standard." His tone was confident, but his voice trembled. Old Chen, as if making a decision, said, "Okay! Let's see if Xiao Yao likes it! Check it out!" With that, he stood up, took off his bath towel, and threw it aside. When his wife saw Old Chen's body, she was shocked. This thing was huge, almost proportional to his height! Although Old Chen's penis wasn't as erect as Old Lin's, it was still slightly limp and angled 90 degrees towards his wife, its shape curved and longer than Old Lin's. She'd seen Old Yue's before, and it was only average. So, of the three, Old Lin's was the largest, and it was a hook shape. His wife
sat before them, her hands covering her chest, her legs tightly closed. Just as she was wondering what to do next, Old Lin asked her again in a trembling voice, "Do you like it?" His voice was low and provocative. Unable to answer directly, she only managed
a low, teasing "I hate it..."
Old Chen sat down and kissed his wife's face, neck, and shoulders gently, his hands lightly caressing her breasts. Then he placed one of her hands on his crotch. His wife grasped his penis and naturally began to stroke it up and down, but her eyes remained fixed on Old Lin's genitals. Seeing his wife's look, Lao Lin leaned forward a little more, almost touching her face. His wife understood, reaching out to touch him. Lao Lin's penis was incredibly hot, and when her hand touched it, its hardness increased, standing erect, practically touching his own stomach. His wife pulled it down slightly, making it directly face her, then leaned in, opened her mouth, and put it inside. Lao Lin let out a deep groan, then lifted his head and began to exhale heavily, making continuous "oh oh" sounds. ...
His wife continued to suckle Lao Lin, caressing him with her tongue and lips. Lao Chen watched her, his hands continuing to roam over his wife's body. His wife gripped Lao Chen's penis, feeling it growing harder. Because she was only focused on Lao Lin, her hand remained still, but the thick girth filled her with both pleasure and fear. Old Chen moved his hand behind his wife's back, down her round buttocks. His wife cooperated by slightly lifting her buttocks before sitting down. His hand, now beneath her, felt the warm, slippery touch, and he began kissing her shoulders and back.
Old Lin, enjoying himself, began to sway his body gently back and forth. He looked down at his wife, his hands cupping her cheeks. When she looked up at him, their eyes met, and Old Lin exclaimed, "Damn, I can't take it anymore!" He knew that if this continued, he'd be the first to give in. He pulled away from his wife's mouth, knelt down, and kissed her passionately, his hands still cupping her face. Then, Old Chen withdrew his hand, stood up, and stood in front of his wife. Just like Old Lin had done, Old Lin naturally sat on the other side of his wife, their movements perfectly synchronized. The wife immediately understood what he wanted. She repeated her previous actions, but Old Chen's size made her feel a little suffocated. She mostly used her tongue to lick Old Chen's penis up and down like eating a popsicle. Old Chen's voice was more powerful, deeper, and more exaggerated than Old Lin's.
At this moment, Old Yue also came out. Seeing the scene before him, he said nothing, sat down where Old Chen had been, and together with Old Lin, all four hands groped the wife's body, admiring her every movement. The wife twisted and dodged from their caresses, her legs often being forcefully pulled apart by Old Lin. The current lewd atmosphere made the wife feel extremely stimulated. She knew that the formal, long-awaited pleasure of being played with by multiple men was gradually approaching her. Today, she would cast aside all her worries and completely indulge herself.
Old Chen couldn't take it anymore either. He voluntarily withdrew from the wife's mouth and squatted down to kiss her thighs. Old Lin asked Old Yue if he wanted to join in. The wife turned to Lao Yue and said coquettishly, "Don't be naughty, let me rest for a while, my lips are almost swollen." As she spoke, she reached out and caressed Lao Yue's familiar, hairy chest. Lao Yue was covered in thick body hair, like the thick hair of a Westerner. Before, when they were intimate alone, his wife loved the feeling of physical contact with him, saying he was furry like a big plush toy. Now, she couldn't help but gently stroke him again. Lao Yue just smiled and didn't say anything. At this moment, his wife noticed that he was still wearing a bath towel and asked him why he hadn't taken it off. Lao Yue laughed and said, "It's really a little uncomfortable for several men to sit together naked." His wife spat and scolded, "It's all your fault, making me like this and then pretending not to know." She pulled off his bath towel, but Lao Yue, perhaps due to nervousness and embarrassment, didn't have much of a reaction.
Old Lin said to his wife, "My dear, how about your brothers give you a kiss?"
Although they were already in the mood, his wife still asked somewhat awkwardly, "All of you together?" As soon as she asked, she regretted it; it sounded like she was asking them to join in.
"Sure. If our little one likes it, of course we'd love to," Old Lin said.
Just as his wife was about to explain that she didn't mean it that way, Old Lin got up, grabbed two cushions, and knelt down in front of his wife with Old Chen. His wife softly exclaimed, "Oh my god..." and then rested her head on Old Chen's shoulder.
Old Lin and Old Chen switched positions. Old Chen lifted his wife's left leg, pulling it outwards towards the mountain, while Old Yue pulled her right leg towards his chest. Old Lin pressed down on her inner thighs with both hands. Now, his wife leaned against Old Yue, her legs forming a V-shape, her lower body fully exposed to the three men. She had no chance to refuse. When her private parts were completely exposed, she didn't want to refuse anymore. She wanted to see just how alluring her body was to them, and she wanted to experience the pleasure that scene would give her.
"So beautiful!" "So tender!" "So tempting!" "This is so pretty!"...
The three men kept talking, but their eyes were fixed intently on her. Old Lin and Old Chen, in particular, looked at her like two children examining a fascinating new object. "
Look at this, how is this?" they would say, observing and studying her. Old Yue, like an expert, pointed out this and that. No one touched her; they simply stimulated her with their eyes and words.
This was the first time in her life that her wife had been stared at and examined like this, especially by so many people. She felt both excited and shy, and the shyness, in turn, stimulated her. As the men's hands roamed over her legs, she longed for hands, a tongue, or even just a touch, but each time she was disappointed. This longing only made her more unbearable. At this moment, her lower body began to open and close like a thirsty little mouth. With this subtle movement, drops of clear, slippery fluid were squeezed out, and the soft, baby-hair-like pubic hair began to turn red. Then, her breathing became more rapid, her body became hotter, and a pinkish glow rose to her cheeks and the corners of her eyes. Her eyes held a hazy, anxious anticipation. She simply closed her eyes, letting the three grown men admire her.
Then, someone's fingers began to gently touch that area, moving up and down, circling in that small space. The subtle movements sent shivers through my wife's body. She tried to close her legs, but they were being held, so she could only twist them with all her might and let out a moan to ease the pain. This prompted the other two men to join in. The three men's fingers were pressed together in that small area, wandering aimlessly. Some were rubbing, some were sliding, and some were pulling something apart. My wife could no longer tell whose fingers were which. Her exceptionally sensitive skin was constantly being stimulated by the three men. When a finger touched a particularly sensitive spot, her body would tremble violently, and her voice would jump rapidly.
As they continued this on the sofa, my wife couldn't hold back any longer. Her moans grew louder, and she became increasingly wet. She longed for them to take things further. Then, someone, without her noticing, gently slipped their finger inside her, like an eel, stirring and sliding it in and out. Then they took turns, each person using a different
technique and pressure. This caused my wife's body to become uncontrollable; her movements twisted with the pressure and frequency of their fingers. She began to grip Lao Yue's penis tightly. Softly, almost inaudibly, she asked shyly, "What are you doing?"
At that moment, Lao Yue said to the other two, "Look, the little vixen is getting impatient. It's time. According to plan, Lao Lin, you go first. Don't keep the vixen waiting."
My wife suddenly realized that they had already planned how to deal with her. In other words, the three men had planned how to toy with her all along. Thinking of this, her desire to be played with by them grew even stronger. She added, "You three are so wicked."
Hearing Lao Yue speak, Lao Lin took off his glasses, casually placed them on the coffee table, turned to look at his wife, and their expectant gazes met. Then he lowered his head, his large, warm mouth directly covering his wife's private parts. After a satisfied moan, his wife's body tensed instantly, her head tilted back, her grip on Lao Yue's hand tightened, and her other hand instinctively grabbed Lao Lin's hair.
Lao Lin's head was buried between his wife's legs, moving up and down, the contact area making a sizzling sound. The man's tongue and lips were constantly and irregularly stirring there, which was his wife's favorite thing. The tongue, like an eel, burrowed in but couldn't quite penetrate. Her lips and the hot breath mingled with the man's saliva, sweeping wildly. Old Lin's stubble brushed against his wife's inner thighs, his nose occasionally touching her pubic bone. Though it was outside, all of this made his wife unbearably itchy. Old Lin's actions made her body and moans dazzled, and she could only release the pleasure beyond her body's capacity by twisting her body wildly and groaning incoherently. Besides, this was in front of three men, and this was just the beginning. Two more men were watching her beautiful body and extremely alluring vulva, drooling over her.
His wife truly wished all three men would come at her, using three tongues and three pairs of lips to give her a clean, unbridled frenzy.
Thinking this, she moved away from Old Yue's body, leaned her upper body against the sofa back, and pulled Old Chen and Old Yue into her arms. The two immediately understood her intention, one on each side, taking her nipples into their mouths and teasing them with their tongues.
His wife instantly went wild. Such stimulation far exceeded a woman's tolerance. The three most sensitive areas, upper and lower, were simultaneously stimulated and violated by the men's tongues and mouths. This sensation was like three electric currents coursing through her body from three different directions, then colliding and bursting into a lightning-like flame that ignited her desire, making her senses burn ever brighter. This intense impact and unparalleled stimulation came wave after wave, without pause, measured in instants. The wife was passively receiving and being played with; she had no ability or desire to resist. She was utterly destroyed by the mouths of these three men, allowing them to ravage her body. She wished she could be played with like this forever, without end. Although she could no longer bear this pleasure, she still craved more intensity, more, more stimulation—she might as well just faint from pleasure.
The more unrestrained she became, the stronger her body's reaction, the louder her moans, and the harder the three men thrust.
The wife's legs were still held captive by the two men above her. She felt completely overwhelmed down below, her breasts being licked and fondled by Lao Yue and Lao Chen in different ways. She had never expected to be so violently violated by three men right from the start. She gripped Lao Yue and Lao Chen's hands, her nails almost digging into their muscles. Her moans had turned into cries. The tingling sensation made her body instinctively want to writhe, but being restrained by the three men only made her moans louder, more lewd, and more arousing to the three men's desires.
Lao Lin, like a glutton, kept making squeaking noises. The wife suppressed her desire, trying not to reach orgasm too quickly. She subconsciously hoped to hold on a little longer, to enjoy herself a little longer, to enjoy one more man. She knew that the three men would take turns going down below, giving her more pleasure; they would never let this opportunity pass.
Lao Yue and Lao Lin switched positions. The wife repaid Lao Lin for the pleasure he had given her with a kiss; his lips and tongue were still wet with her love juice, a little slippery. Old Yue was gentler than Old Lin, but he specifically teased one spot—the very center of her flower—relentlessly. She had experienced this before; though equally itchy and tingling, she had to endure it, finally gaining a moment to catch her breath and make love with Old Lin and Old Chen. Her wife accepted the two men's passionate kisses, back and forth. These men no longer cared about anything; their bodily fluids mingled in her mouth, and she even noticed Old Chen greedily swallowing her saliva as it flowed into their mouths during the kisses.
Old Yue didn't attack for long, like a host, handing his wife's body over to Old Chen. But Old Yue and Old Lin had already given her nearly half an hour of pleasure under their tongues. While not the longest record, it was certainly the most stimulating. Watching their actions, her wife felt like a delicious dish being served to these three men in turn. The stark contrast to her usual ladylike image in public gave her a sense of liberating pleasure.
"It's Old Chen's turn. It's this old guy's turn to kiss my genitals," the wife thought.
But as she thought this, her wanton, lustful self jumped out and took control of her body, making her anticipate again. Old Chen stood up and said, "Let's go to the bed. This little devil will get tired here." Go to bed, go to bed with three men—what's next? My God, this moment has finally arrived. The wife didn't know if it was shyness, fear, or anticipation. Obediently, she walked with slightly weak legs into the large bedroom and lay down on the bed. Old Chen came in first, closed the window, drew the curtains, and turned on the air conditioner and lights. The other two followed, then closed the door. In the closed room, under the soft light, the wife saw her naked body displayed before the naked bodies of three men. The atmosphere was even more dizzying. She thought, "Those three men must feel the same way." Old Yue and Old Lin got on the bed, lying on either side of her, continuing to kiss and caress her. Old Chen then moved a chair to the bedside. As they wondered what was going on, Old Chen said, "Yao'er, come on, brother's getting so horny." He grabbed his wife's legs and pulled them together in one direction. His wife understood what he wanted and obediently knelt on the bed, raising her round buttocks towards him. At this height, when Old Chen sat in the chair, his head was perfectly aligned with hers! Old Chen sat down, and Old Yue and Old Lin also half-sat, half-kneeled on the bed, reaching their hands under his wife's body to continue kneading her breasts. Old Lin also kept kissing his wife's shoulders and back. His wife was even more eager for Old Chen behind her. She suddenly felt that her posture was extremely lewd. Her private parts were completely exposed to these men. Thinking of this, she lowered her waist, chest, and upper body further down, her face almost touching the sheets, her elbows bent to support her upper body. This made her buttocks stick out even higher, and by spreading her legs wider, more of her body was exposed. She knew this was even more seductive. Old Chen's face pressed against hers, his breath hot, and his tongue began to lick vigorously, his mouth sucking as if trying to devour everything that flowed out. His hands held his wife's white buttocks, his face pressed tightly against them, his nose almost touching the cleft. This position made it difficult for him to breathe, but his rapid, hot breath sent shivers down his wife's spine. His mouth and tongue were busy, while his thumb gently rested on her anus, neither penetrating nor removing it, its pressure varying with each movement. While enjoying this old man's oral service, his wife suddenly remembered a time when she had a private conversation with Old Chen, during which he teasingly told her that when they met again, he would drink all her love juice. Now he was actually doing it. His wife's body occasionally leaned forward, trying to escape the excessive tingling. Old Lin sat down in front of his wife, legs spread, his erect penis facing her. His wife, of course, understood what he wanted and without hesitation put it in her mouth again. With each tremor, lean forward and back, her lips naturally began to manipulate Old Lin's penis. After a few strokes, she tasted a slight spiciness again. She looked up at Old Lin; he had already slumped down, panting heavily. Knowing he was about to give up, she spat it out. Old Lin got up, and Old Yue took his place, doing the same. Similarly, his wife put Old Yue's penis in her mouth. Old Yue wasn't as fragile as Old Lin; he fully enjoyed the pleasure of this sexy woman serving him. He gently caressed his wife's face, lifting her hair, admiring the lewd look on her beautiful face and alluring lips after being conquered by him and the other two men. His wife wasn't new to physical intimacy; she knew what he liked and did her best to serve him. Old Chen had been behind her for quite some time. Just as his wife was starting to feel the initial thrill of the assault fading, Old Chen moved his tongue to the center of her round, white buttocks and began gently stroking her anus. His other hand left her buttocks and slowly inserted his fingers into her vagina. This series of actions, though brief, gave his wife immense stimulation. She immediately spat out Old Chen's penis, groaning loudly, her whole body trembling and tense, as if trying to escape Old Chen's mouth. His wife had seen many men, but few had treated her like this. This kind of pleasure was something she could only dream of, yet she had experienced it again. She couldn't control herself anymore; her body was no longer as shapely as before, no longer sticking her buttocks up in that extremely seductive state. She tried to dodge, but immediately returned, her hips swaying back and forth, side to side, her head buried tightly between Old Chen's crossed legs, her hands forcefully supporting herself to prevent herself from falling. Her breathing was rapid and almost incoherent; the intense stimulation turned her groans into sounds like sobs. Because of her swaying, Old Chen's face and tongue had to constantly chase after his wife's buttocks. He only had one hand holding one of her buttocks, while his other finger, inserted into her vagina, was repeatedly flung out by her strong twisting movements. He would then insert it again. Every time Old Chen's tongue touched his wife's anus, she would instinctively move forward to avoid it. And when his finger re-entered her vagina, her buttocks would stick out in the opposite direction. When Old Chen had completed both of these actions, his wife could only sway her lower body from side to side, half-pushing and half-yielding, enjoying it. But the more she did this, the more she felt an electric shock of pleasure, especially in front of three men, one attacking her, and the other two watching closely. Old Chen's actions became more and more realistic, and his wife's voice became louder and louder. She never expected that this seemingly honest and simple Old Chen would be so good at playing with women, so good at playing with her. The two men next to her were also getting excited and had begun to say lewd things to arouse his wife's desire. The prolonged stimulation and lewd pleasure made his wife feel increasingly weak to continue. She could no longer maintain the arched back position and fell to her side, which gave her a slight sense of freedom. But Old Chen didn't stop there. Even as his wife lay down, his mouth was no longer inside, but his fingers remained. His wife could only lie on her side with her legs curled up, still exposing most of her private parts to Old Chen. Although her legs were closed, his fingers felt even more full because of the tightness. Old Chen got off the chair, pushed his foot back, and knelt beside the bed to catch up. His other hand pressed against his wife's buttocks, and he turned his face towards her, continuing his tongue's assault on her private parts. The moment he touched her there... The old woman couldn't help but straighten her legs, her legs clamped together. Old Chen turned his face away, but his hands stirred even harder inside her vagina. This made her uncomfortable; she grabbed Old Chen's fingers inside her, making sounds of resistance. But Old Chen, contrary to his previous gentleness, pushed her thighs forward forcefully, continuing to probe inside her vagina. The sizzling sounds, her resistance, and her moans further aroused the other two men. Old Lin reached behind her and kneaded her breasts, licking every inch of skin he could reach. Old Yue leaned down, lifted his wife's face, and thrust his penis back into her mouth, then pinched her cheeks and rocked his body. The three men were essentially raping his wife. But after this continued for about ten seconds, besides the sensory stimulation, the wife didn't feel very comfortable physically. Especially the way Old Chen's hand was probing inside her, sometimes causing intense pleasure, sometimes inexplicable throbbing pain, and Old Yue's movements above her were making her feel suffocated. She wanted to push Old Yue away, and then Old Chen away, but the three men were too strong. Finally managing to push Old Yue away, she reluctantly groaned, "No, no more, you're making me uncomfortable..."

Old Chen said to the two of them, "Yao'er, let your brother kiss you again. Old Lin, you two help me hold her down." Before his wife could react, Old Yue sat up and turned his wife's body flat, grabbing one of her ankles. Old Lin sat next to his wife's head, grabbing her other ankle, and the two of them pulled her backward at the same time. Old Chen took a pillow and placed it under his wife's buttocks, then continued kneeling on the floor. His hand once again reached into his wife's vagina, and at the same time, his tongue licked her private parts hard. This series of actions reignited his wife's sexual desire. Old Chen looked at his wife, and his fingers began to move in and out rapidly inside her, his tongue swirling around his fingers. Intense pleasure assaulted his wife's body again, and she began to moan loudly and uncontrollably. Seeing his wife's appearance and hearing her moans, the three men cooperated. Old Yue and Old Lin each used their other hands to knead his wife's breasts. His wife was forced to spread her legs wide, her most sensitive and private areas, both lower and upper, being played with by the men. She knew it wouldn't be long before she lost control. Old Chen was already making "ha ha" sounds, his saliva mixing with his wife's vaginal fluid, flowing down her body and soaking the pillow beneath her. He was occasionally using his lips to tease her labia, making sucking sounds. Just as his wife was about to faint from pleasure, Old Chen's hand inside her vagina began to move rapidly with his tongue and lips, while Old Lin seized the opportunity to lower his head and take one of her nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue... His wife's body, held captive by the three men, was experiencing intense pleasure from being played with. She was going crazy with ecstasy, moaning and panting, arching her body upwards with all her might...
As Lao Yue lowered his head, kneading his wife's breasts, he whispered almost into her ear, "You little slut, I'll play with you, play with your cunt, we'll gang rape you later, fuck you!" When his wife heard these words, she could no longer endure the three men's fondling. She groaned, "No, no..." Then, she clenched her teeth, held her breath, and began to tremble all over. When Lao Chen noticed, he pressed his mouth tightly against his wife's vulva, his fingers trembling even faster, while Lao Lin licked his wife's nipples even harder. The wife's face grew increasingly red, followed by whimpering sounds. She tried to squeeze her legs together tightly, but her husband released them. She then forced her leg inward, pressing her thigh over her husband's head, her body swaying up and down. She then freed one hand, pressed her husband's head down, grabbed his hair, and pulled it forcefully towards her body, arching her back. Several stiff, large tremors and loud cries of "Ugh, ugh, ugh, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." were followed by silence and further stiffness.
Then, her body went limp like water. Under the manipulation of the three men, the wife experienced her first orgasm.
His wife was drenched in sweat, lying limply on the bed, covering her eyes with her hands, half-smiling and half-groaning as she kept saying "You're so annoying!" The three men were the same, especially Old Chen, whose face was wet with sweat mixed with his wife's love juice. He wiped it with a towel and laughed, saying, "I'm almost suffocated by this little devil..."
"So you're the worst, your head's practically inside, you're so bad, you're too good... You guys are killing me," his wife said.
The three men laughed and joked. Old Yue ran to the bathroom, grabbed a few towels for everyone, and then gently wiped his wife's sweat.
His wife stole glances at them. Old Lin and Old Yue were still erect, while Old Chen, having exerted himself so much, had gone limp, but his thing was still huge. His wife thought, if this old guy wanted to have her, she'd definitely make him last.
The wife shifted her body, lying down on the pillow. The three men then got into bed. Old Chen and Old Yue were on either side, while Old Lin climbed down onto her legs, continuing to kiss and caress her. The two on top also began to stroke her. The wife knew that what they wanted most was about to happen; all three wanted to enter her. Not only did they want it, but the wife, who had just released herself, was also somewhat expectant. She had never experienced what it was like to be entered by three men in turn. Two men's entry was already stimulating, but three men, without her husband present—what would that kind of debauchery be like?
"Want it, little devil?" Old Lin asked from below.
"I don't know..." the wife said.
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Old Lin moved forward, kneeling between her legs, opening them again. Old Chen pressed his lips down to kiss her, while Old Yue simply touched her body lightly, saying nothing, seemingly enjoying the scene before him.
"Who brought the computer?" the wife asked.
“I brought it, what’s wrong?” Old Lin said.
“Open it, put it on the chair, I want to record it, okay?” his wife said.
“We’re fine with it, as long as you’re okay with it,” Old Chen said.
“Then don’t record her face, just put it on the chair, lower it a bit, okay?” Old Yue said.
Old Lin got out of bed, moved the chair, turned on the computer and adjusted the position. He and Old Yue were busy for a long time, and the group joked with each other that they were acting in a movie.
“I’ll show it to him when I get back,” his wife said.
“Are you sure it’s okay?” they asked.
His wife smiled and didn’t say anything.
Old Yue took out a box of condoms and a tube of lubricant from his luggage. Old Lin haphazardly tore off a condom and put it on.
He spread his wife’s legs apart again, lifted them up, knelt down under his wife, and thrust his hard thing into her body. With his wife’s sobs, his body swayed back and forth, and his wife’s body swayed back and forth as well. She was still being kissed by Old Chen, their tongues intertwined, and the sound of the hard thing going in and out came from below. Old Lin, panting heavily, kept muttering to himself, "Ah, so good, so good..." He frequently tilted his head back, trying to resist being overwhelmed by the scene before him and the woman's body too quickly. He moved at a constant pace, occasionally thrusting hard inside. With each thrust, his wife's moans would intensify, and Old Lin's movements would quicken. When he felt the pleasure emanating from his wife's body was about to become unbearable, he would slow down, trying to prolong the moment and fully enjoy the woman beneath him.
Old Chen couldn't hold back any longer. He shifted his body upwards, leaning against the headboard and the wall, and laboriously brought his penis to his wife's mouth. Because it was only partially erect, he could only use his hand to support it as he guided it into her mouth. His wife grasped it and placed it in her mouth. As his wife's lips moved, his penis began to harden.
"I can't take it anymore, you guys take over," Old Lin shouted from below, then pulled out.
Old Yue replaced Old Lin, put on a condom, and continued to penetrate his wife in the same position. Old Lin got off the bed and stood beside her, stroking his own penis while watching the two men and one woman on the bed.
Old Yue's movements became larger and faster, the sounds of their bodies colliding and the squelching of fluids alternating. His wife's moans grew louder. She spat out Old Chen's penis from her mouth, only using her gloved hand to masturbate, her eyes looking at Old Yue, then at Old Lin, before reaching out to grab Old Lin. Old Lin understood and got onto the bed, offering his penis to his wife. With her hands around the two men, and Old Yue thrusting in and out of her, the pleasure and desire within her surged back.
Old Yue knew what his wife liked at this moment. Besides physical actions, he stimulated her with words, interspersed with vulgar language. Hearing this, his wife's desire was immediately aroused even more, her body and words responding to Old Yue. Her hands clenched even tighter.
"Turn around, I'll fuck you from behind!" Old Yue commanded.
My wife, as if possessed, obediently complied, getting up and turning around with a soft moan.
“Lift your ass up, higher,” Lao Yue said again. His wife immediately lifted her ass high, just like before.
“So sexy…” the other two said. Lao Chen and Lao Lin on either side also began manipulating his wife’s body, making her assume the most lewd positions.
Lao Yue got off the bed, stood behind his wife, and, holding her buttocks with both hands, penetrated her again. Lao Lin and Lao Chen beside him kept stroking his wife’s body.
“Look at your own slutty self!” Lao Yue said.
His wife turned her head to look at her reflection on the computer screen, a man penetrating her from behind, two other men stroking her beside her, and couldn’t help but increase her moans.
Not long after, Lao Yue couldn’t hold back either. He beckoned to Lao Chen and withdrew from his wife’s body. Old Chen walked behind his wife, looked down, touched her genitals, and then pressed his huge, erect penis against her buttocks. Holding his penis with one hand and his wife's buttocks with the other, he said casually, "Help me hold her." Old Yue and Old Lin knew that his wife's reaction would be intense after this large thing entered her body, so one held her waist and the other her shoulders. Old Chen slowly pushed in little by little...
As Old Chen entered, his wife let out a painful groan, trying to pull away, but the other two stopped her. This half-hearted, half-forced feeling also aroused her. Old Chen wasn't too reckless. He grabbed some lubricant, applied it to his genitals, and said to his wife, "Lie down."
His wife lay down and said, "Take off the condom."
Old Chen threw away the condom, applied more lubricant, spread his wife's legs, and then straddled her. Supporting himself with one hand, he used the other to work on her, finding the right position. He lifted his wife's head and pressed his lower body down...
With each downward thrust, his enormous member slowly entered. His wife was completely pinned down, unable to move. She gently pushed against Old Chen's shoulders, raised her legs, and wrapped them around his waist, murmuring, "So big, it hurts a little..."
Old Chen ignored her and continued. As he went further in, his wife began to moan and push against his shoulders. Old Chen pressed down on his wife harder; beneath his massive body, she appeared even smaller. Then, with a sudden, forceful thrust, his wife let out a deep moan. Old Chen's penis was fully inside her, filling every inch of her body. After fully entering, Old Chen didn't move vigorously. He paused, holding her tightly, pressing her down, and kissing her. As she adjusted, he began to slide slowly, but each movement elicited a loud moan from her. The feeling of fullness and the sensation of touch in places unseen by most were mesmerizing her. This feeling reminded her of years ago in a hotel, of the pleasure she felt being penetrated by that equally large, lecherous foreign man—a memory she cherished.
Then, beneath Old Chen, she was subjected to his increasingly forceful penetration, then withdrawal, then more penetration. She almost forgot the presence of the other two men, fully enjoying the ravages of this tall man's enormous member within her.
Old Chen's movements became even more intense. His wife gripped him tightly, her head thrashing, crying out as if in pain. The other two men watched, fiddling with their own penises, anxiously awaiting the next turn.
Old Chen couldn't take it anymore. He got up, panting, while his wife groaned and moaned, sounding as if she was reluctant to let go. Old Lin couldn't hold back any longer. He said, "I can't take it anymore," and hurriedly climbed onto the bed, frantically straddling his wife. He then easily entered her and began thrusting violently, muttering incoherently while burying his head next to his wife's shoulder. His wife continued humming lewdly. After a brief thrusting motion, she hugged his waist and said, "Don't move..." Then she began to writhe. Old Lin lay on top of her, moving a few more times. His wife said again, with a hint of reproach, "No, don't move." Then she continued to writhe. Old Lin pressed his lower body tightly against his wife, remaining motionless. After a very long time, he suddenly raised his head, looking at his wife in surprise. His wife had her eyes closed. Then Old Lin lay down again, also beginning to moan with pleasure, muttering, "So good, so good..." His wife began to suck on Old Lin's penis with her vagina, like a small mouth. She knew that most men couldn't last long in this position, and she preferred to see them like this.
Another ten seconds passed. His wife continued to writhe, and Old Lin's cries grew louder. His wife's hands began to gently slide her nails and fingers across his back, then she squeezed her legs together even tighter. After a few moments, Old Lin let out a muffled thud, his body stiffened for a few seconds, and then he collapsed onto his wife.
When Lao Lin got up, his penis was no longer erect; thick fluid sloshed inside the hanging condom. "You're amazing, it moves inside!" Lao Lin said, but his wife didn't respond. Lao Yue climbed on top of him, taking Lao Lin's place.
Insertion, in and out, rapid movements, moaning and writhing with his wife. Again, his wife used her "little mouth" inside her to defeat Lao Yue.
It was Lao Chen's turn. His wife resisted the urge to climax again, hoping Lao Chen's penis would bring her even greater pleasure.
Lao Chen entered his wife's body again in the same position, but this time it was smoother, and his wife became even more aroused.
The two men beside them no longer stood there dumbfounded. Lao Yue had his wife lie on his lap, while Lao Lin lifted one of his wife's feet and kissed it, putting her toes in his mouth. His wife was once again overwhelmed by the three men. Old Chen knelt up, watching his member thrust in and out of his wife's private parts, admiring her dazed expression and the wanton look in her eyes, her body trembling wildly from his ministrations. He deliberately slowed down, prolonging the process, each thrust rubbing against the sensitive nerves in her body. He knew he could reach the deepest part of her. Each thrust, the long process, caused her body to spasm, making her moan like she was crying. Old Chen was very proud, watching another man's beautiful wife beneath him, being played with so wantonly by him and two other men, fueling his lust. He couldn't help but shout fiercely as he thrust, "Fuck you! Fuck you! You like it, you slut! Fuck you!"
His wife was already almost driven mad by him, her moans interspersed with incoherent words like, "Play with me!" "Gang rape me!" "Old pervert, old lecher..." Old Yue, standing beside her, also began to verbally provoke his wife, using the most vulgar language he could think of.
Seeing his wife's reaction, Lao Chen gradually increased his speed. He remained kneeling beneath her, his movements becoming increasingly rapid, the sounds of the bed and their bodies colliding growing louder. Lao Yue began kneading his wife's nipples, while Lao Lin lowered her feet and quickly began rubbing her genitals. His wife seemed unable to withstand the onslaught; her moans turned into screams, then cries, interspersed with cries of, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." She began pushing against Lao Chen, Lao Yue, and Lao Lin's hands, her body twisting and contorting in a struggle.
Lao Chen continued, increasing the force of each thrust. His wife's struggles spurred him to thrust even harder, gripping her thighs tightly and pressing them against his chest. His wife tried to pull away, violently swaying her hips, crying and moaning, seemingly trying to escape.
Old Chen then said to the other two, "Help me hold her down."
Old Yue and Old Lin stopped what they were doing. Old Yue reached down from below and grabbed his wife's shoulders, while Old Lin clasped her hands together. His wife cried out, "No, no!" Old Yue whispered, "Yes, listen to me, it's almost over, I know you like it!"
The three men together pinned his wife firmly to the bed.
Then, Old Chen paused for a moment and said in a low voice, "Oh, little darling, little slut!"
Then came the abnormally fast and forceful thrusting.
With each thrust, after only a few, his wife's cries became frantic, gradually turning into pleading moans. He tilted his head back and continued thrusting. After a few more thrusts, his wife's moans became muffled "hmm, hmm," followed by heavy breathing. Old Chen suddenly stopped, letting out a hiss and a muffled "ah." Then everyone froze.
After the intense thrusting, the wife was brought to her final climax by the three men...
When Old Chen pulled out, his wife lay there limply. Old Yue and Old Lin knelt down and kissed her. She was still moaning softly. The three of them whispered a few words, and his wife pinched Old Yue hard with her small hand. Old Yue took his phone and took a picture of his wife's genitals.
The next day, when Lao Yue sent the photo to my wife, I saw that her vagina was wide open, swollen and red from Lao Chen's actions, the surrounding hair tangled together, and a white fluid was gushing out.
My wife's affair with someone else had temporarily come to an end. There's more to come. But suddenly I wanted to go back to the past, starting with the two of us, to continue remembering and recording those beautiful moments.

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