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Rape the foreman's wife 

One day, I happened to pass by a construction site near my house. I had just finished exercising and was buying a drink across the street when I overheard the workers resting nearby talking loudly. I didn't think much of it at first, but some of their conversation caught my attention. They seemed to be talking about their wives... One worker said to another, "Our wives aren't as beautiful as you, foreman. We're not lucky enough!"

The foreman then cursed, "What's the use of being beautiful? You can only look, you can't do anything with her."

"Back then, if I had such a beautiful wife, I would have done it every day!"

"Damn it! My wife is sexually unresponsive! She doesn't react at all, she doesn't even want to do it when she sees her! She has to go out and find other women to do it with, you son of a bitch! Stop talking! Let's drink, let's drink!"

Wait a minute! That foreman is my neighbor! I know him. I remember we hired him to build an extension on our rooftop. We still have his business card. He seems to be the foreman, his surname is Wang. My dad seems to know him too. Everyone who knows him calls him Ah Jie. I remember him vividly because his wife, as the workers described, was a beautiful woman. When the foreman came to my house to do construction, she even visited her husband. What impressed me most were her long hair and her long, shapely legs in casual shorts, though she was a bit thin.


I remember my mother calling her by her name, Zhang Jiayan. Back then, her husband yelled at her, "What are you doing here! Go back!" I wondered how such a beautiful and elegant woman could marry such a rude man. I figured it was probably because he had some money. Honestly, I didn't have a good impression of that man named A-Jie, and I still don't. But now that I think about it, they've been married for five or six years, and they don't even have a child. It seems her husband's claim that she's frigid might not be unfounded. Maybe she hasn't been with anyone for years; it's a real shame.

But it was this very opportunity that rekindled my interest in that long-haired, long-legged beauty.

I decided to follow Mrs. Wang (Zhang Jiayan) and secretly film her from a distance with a DV camera. Her long, beautiful legs were truly stunning; I really wanted to touch them. After observing her several times, I noticed that she usually wore T-shirts and loose shorts, and her gait seemed a bit strange. When she went to the market, she always walked. Although it was a bit of a walk from here, she would always stop and squat by the roadside after walking a short distance. At those times, her expression seemed a little unusual, and her face even looked a little flushed. Moreover, every time she finished shopping, she would go to the public restroom not far away. Since it was unisex, I secretly followed her inside.

I went into the stall next to hers and picked up the camera to film the scene inside. However, I had to be careful not to let her notice that someone was filming me. I could clearly see her blushing face on the camera screen. Her black shorts were down, revealing her fair thighs and white silk underwear.

"Huh! What's that?" It was a thin, green wire connected to a rectangular, green, box-like object. After her white panties were removed, everything was revealed. This elegant woman's panties concealed a secret: a pair of black leather panties—the kind of sexy leather panties people wear in SM!

Then I noticed: she had been holding a green box-like object all along, not some small wallet or anything like that. It had a small red light on it—the remote control for a vibrating dildo. The green box-like object connected to the wire was the receiver for the vibrating dildo. She turned the controller to its highest setting, placed her hands against the wall in front of her, spread her legs in an inverted V-shape at a 30-degree angle, and arched her buttocks backward, letting out spasmodic moans that she dared not cry out, until she seemed to have reached orgasm and collapsed. She turned off the controller and slowly pulled down her leather panties. Sure enough, there was a green strip on them—that must be the vibrating dildo. But what puzzled me was: didn't her husband say she was frigid? How could she be so responsive, even a little lewd? She couldn't possibly be frigid.

Then I noticed something that might explain why her husband said she was frigid, but that's just my guess. I looked closely and saw that the vibrator was wearing a condom, and it was being pulled out of her anus. Was her erogenous zone in her anus? She pulled her leather pants down to her knees, and there was clearly vaginal fluid leaking out, dripping. I was certain she wasn't frigid. She took out some toilet paper to wipe her genitals, then wiped away the vaginal fluid that had accidentally dripped onto her leather pants and underwear. Next, something a little disgusting happened: she wrapped the dirty condom on the vibrator in toilet paper and threw it away.

After she left, I carefully examined the condom she threw away, and it definitely smelled a bit like feces. I even smelled the toilet paper she used to wipe her vaginal fluid. "Wow! A beautiful woman's vaginal fluid!"

I followed her a few more times and discovered that whenever she went to that restroom, she always had the vibrator with her. I started to formulate a rather daring and adventurous plan in my mind: I decided to rape her. Of course, this required careful planning.

After I had everything prepared, I waited for the next opportunity.

She went out to buy groceries again. As soon as she went back into that restroom, I observed her actions. Sure enough, she turned on the vibrator as usual and began to enjoy the intense vibrations in her anus. I seized the moment and prepared to stage the scene. I had already rehearsed it several times, but I was still quite nervous. I put on a hood, so others could only see my eyes and mouth, and took out a knife—actually a fake knife. Although it looked very real from the outside, it was completely harmless. I had bought these at a prank toy store; I had searched for a long time.

I easily opened the restroom door with a copper coin. As soon as I opened the door, I threatened her with the knife: "Don't move! Robbery!" I saw her startled and try to back away, but the restroom was so small; there was nowhere to back away. I skillfully closed and locked the bathroom door with my other hand, leaving her speechless with fright.

"Don't scream! Or I'll kill you!" Of course, this was fake, but I had to project the intimidating aura to scare her. I had practiced this several times beforehand until I was satisfied!

It seems I have a bit of acting talent. Her first move was to pull up her pants, but I stopped her: "I told you not to move!" Besides using the knife to intimidate her, I also restrained her with my other hand, almost like using brute force to subdue her. She didn't dare to scream; she hadn't even reacted yet.

"What's this!" I instantly snatched the remote control for the vibrator from her hand. She resisted, holding on tightly, but I still managed to take it away.

"Huh! What's this!"

"Nothing! Nothing!" She quickly denied it, afraid I would find out it was the vibrator's controller, but her brain couldn't process it at all.

"What's that down there?"

She was a little scared and started to cry. "Nothing!" She quickly tried to cover herself with her hands, but I forced my hand inside her. Perhaps because she was scared by me, she had an orgasm and released a lot of vaginal fluid, which was also smeared on the inside of her thighs. The vibrating dildo was still vibrating, and I could feel it.


"I didn't expect you to be so lewd!"

"No!"

"Then what's that down there?"

There was a hole in her vulva, and I inserted my middle finger into her flower hole. My hand was soaked when I pulled it out. I showed her the vaginal fluid on my hand, and she quickly turned her head away.

"You had an orgasm!" She seemed to have guessed correctly and couldn't answer.

I pulled down my pants, revealing my big penis.

"What are you doing! No!"

I pulled one of her legs up and inserted it into a hole near her vulva through her leather pants.

"Ah..."

"No...no..."

"Stop...stop..."

I instantly turned the vibrator's controls to the highest setting: "Is it good, you slut?"

"I'm not..."

"I think we should call the people outside to come in and see you..."

"No..."

During the act, she even covered her mouth with her hand, afraid of making lewd noises.

"Mmm---mmm---"

I lifted her buttocks from behind with both hands, her legs forming a W shape, and she couldn't help but hug me, so my big penis went in and out of her body.

Her whole face was flushed, and gradually a look of pleasure appeared on her face. I seized the opportunity and kissed her lips. Because she was already caught up in lust, she not only didn't resist, but also naturally kissed me. If we weren't wearing a hood, I think an unsuspecting person would think we were a couple having sex in the bathroom. But wearing a hood was really hot, and I was already covered in sweat. I didn't expect her to be so passionate. I guess her husband has never experienced such a passionate side of her!

After doing this for a while, my hands got a little tired, so I put her legs down and let her lean against the wall to continue. But then I felt that it wasn't easy to do it like this. So I turned her around 180 degrees, her hands against the wall facing away from me. I grabbed her waist and started thrusting back and forth forcefully. Suddenly, I felt her leather pants were a bit of an eyesore, so I stopped and pulled them off. She seemed to want to resist, so I deliberately probed, "What's wrong? You don't feel anything without the vibrator in your ass?"


I deliberately pulled the vibrator that was stuck in her pants out of her anus a little, but I didn't turn it off, just turned it down a bit. Unexpectedly, her anus felt incredibly sensitive, like it was about to spasm. She bit her lip, enduring the pleasure of the vibrating vibrator in her anus. I decided to tease her a bit. I slowly pulled the vibrator almost all the way out and said, "Let's just put it in..." I quickly and forcefully inserted the entire vibrator, and at the same moment, I turned the vibrator to its strongest setting. Her whole body trembled: "Ugh... ugh... no..."

"What's wrong?" I slowly pulled the vibrating dildo out again, but just as it was about to leave her, I quickly thrust it back in, adjusting the vibration intensity accordingly. Watching her furrow her brow, seemingly enduring yet also enjoying it, was adorable. I increased the speed of my thrusts, pulling it out just as she was about to climax. She looked at me with a slightly forlorn, even embarrassed, expression. In her eyes, I saw: "Why? Why did you take the vibrating dildo out…"

Her hips seemed to be shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't hold back any longer…

I put a condom on my hard penis and immediately thrust it into her anus. I fucked her anus hard, screaming, "I'll fuck you to death… I'll fuck you to death…"

"Was it good...? Was it good...?"

Unexpectedly, she seemed unable to control herself and screamed, "Ah—ah—no—no—no—like this—"

I was afraid she was screaming too loudly, and it wouldn't be fun if someone came over, so I said, "Cover your mouth with your hand, do you want everyone to watch?" She managed to free one hand to cover her mouth, but her moans were still very clear...

As a result, she had multiple orgasms that day, and her legs were weak. I originally wanted her to give me oral sex, but seeing that she seemed to have no strength left, I had to leave. I hid nearby and secretly watched her slowly walk home, as if nothing had happened. Seeing her like this, I believed she would definitely not tell anyone, especially her rude husband, and besides, with my hood on, she wouldn't recognize me at all. But she had no idea that I had already filmed everything.

I made a high-quality DVD of the footage of her being raped that day. And this was the beginning of my second step in the plan.

I knew her husband was always out early and back late, so she was often alone at home. I sent her a copy of the DVD of the day I raped Mrs. Wang anonymously. She never imagined that her rape had been filmed, and after she received the DVD, I immediately called her from a public phone: "If you don't want others to see the DVD of you being raped, do as I say..."

She had no choice but to obey me. Whenever I called her, she would obediently come to the bathroom for me to have sex with. At first, she was very unwilling because she was being coerced, but after a few times, she even asked me not to wear a hood, wanting to see what I looked like. I thought she wouldn't tell anyone, so I took off the hood. Actually, I also didn't like wearing a hood because it was always hot and uncomfortable. Sure enough, she recognized me: "Aren't you the son of Chie from around here?"

She seemed very surprised! The person who raped her was a third-year junior high school student, and a neighbor's child she knew. But she didn't tell anyone. I know it's not just because she has a penis in my hand, but because she's genuinely unhappy. Her husband often scolds her at home, rarely has sex with her, and even goes out partying. He still thinks she's frigid because he only penetrates her vagina and never her anus, and she's too ashamed to ask him to have sex with her anus. She probably feels embarrassed to admit that she needs anal sex to achieve orgasm.

But now there's a man—me—willing to have sex with her anus and make her orgasm repeatedly and feel happy. So I not only have sex with her vagina but also her anus, otherwise she won't feel pleasure. I make her orgasm repeatedly. And so, our relationship is no longer one of me raping her, because now she actively lets me have sex with her, and I ask her to give me oral sex. I even film her with my camera, and she doesn't mind at all. But she was afraid that if our affair were discovered, it would be all over, so she had to be very careful. As a result, whenever she felt that there was no problem and wanted someone to comfort her, she would go to a public phone outside and call my cell phone.

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