Honey, I was wrong.

About three months ago, one night, my husband was dead drunk. His colleague helped him home. While I was in the kitchen, he suddenly grabbed me and took advantage of me.

At first, I resisted fiercely, but my husband's colleague covered my mouth from behind with his hand, saying that if I made a sound, it would wake my husband, and then I wouldn't be able to explain myself. Then, he lifted my skirt and pulled down my underwear, spreading my vagina open with his fingers.

When this brutal and lewd act began, my blood ran cold, but a burning sensation gradually made me lose myself. When I came to, my husband's colleague was grabbing my breasts with both hands, and he pulled my fully exposed buttocks close to his lower abdomen, inserting his rough penis into me from behind.

My husband's colleague straddled me, his hands tightly gripping my soft breasts, thrusting in and out lightly and deeply as if casually, while desperately trying to stifle my moans. My husband's colleague stretched out his right hand, his large, thick palms covering my mouth. But this silence only intensified my pleasure.

He continued thrusting, pushing me to orgasm.

"Wow! Madam, you're trembling even deep inside!" His lewd words echoed in my ears from behind as he forcefully plunged his penis into my soft depths. The obscene words brought me shame, but also heightened my excitement; the word "orgasm" kept repeating in my mind.

Not far from the kitchen, on the sofa in the living room, my husband was snoring loudly, which only amplified the stimulation, leaving my mind blank. In my entire twenties, I was experiencing an unprecedented orgasm. Tears welled in my tightly closed eyes, and my whole body convulsed.

Since that night, I felt like I'd been captured by my husband's colleague. Whenever my husband was away on business and the house was empty, I would eagerly await his call, then embrace him in a hotel, letting out cries of ecstasy. With my husband, I had to force myself to behave like a proper woman, but with my husband's colleague, who was a year younger than me, I was completely at ease.

Also, because my husband's colleague always used obscene language when he hugged me, I unconsciously got used to it too. Every time I heard these indecent words, I released my lustful nature, making myself even more excited. But what attracted me most was my husband's colleague's long, thick penis! In fact, when my husband's colleague was erect, it was twice the size of my husband's, a hard, rod-like shaft. Once it entered me, there was a feeling of fullness; my muscles felt like they were melting, giving me intense pleasure.

Three months ago, I first experienced this intense pleasure, and even though my mind was against it, my body remembered it clearly.

In the afternoon, my husband's colleague left the company and summoned me to a nearby hotel room. Initially, I hesitated, but the thought of his penis overwhelmed me. In the end, I went to the hotel anyway. Under the blazing afternoon sun, I lay on the cool, shaded bed, like a white sexual beast, indulging in the pleasures of intercourse.

Whatever my husband's colleague wanted, whatever positions he wanted to embarrass me, I complied. I sweated profusely as I satisfied his every demand, immersing myself in extreme eroticism while bearing the stigma of infidelity.

Even when he wanted to take pictures of my genitals, I readily agreed, and even allowed him to record the act. The shame of having my most intimate parts photographed awakened an exhibitionist desire I hadn't known before. Listening to those tapes with my husband's colleague, that fiery excitement resurfaced.

The persona I heard in my voice was someone else entirely, base and blatant, as if I were a different person, which excited me even more. However, while dealing with my husband's colleague's lewd advances, I still maintained my composure.

That day on the phone, I learned I had gained a rival, a painful blow to my heart. Although I had heard he had a girlfriend, now he wanted me to witness their intimacy. My female dignity could not forgive him; I was furious at his actions.

But then, he coldly said, "It's a pity you won't accept my request. Our relationship ends here!"

This weighty declaration made me panic. "Wait, please tell me the hotel room number!" I blurted out nervously into the phone.

"Is that so! I knew you were a reasonable person!" I sensed his sinister laughter on the other end of the line. I couldn't bring myself to leave this man; I even hated myself.

"But I don't want to just look! After her, I want your care too!" Even I thought my voice sounded incredibly seductive.

"Of course, after you're done with her, I'll satisfy you with your favorite big cock!" my husband's colleague said. I also heard a young girl's laughter, as if she were slowly approaching him.

I felt insulted, but it also made my heart burn, and my inner thighs became wet. I went into my bedroom, took out new underwear, and stripped naked.

I usually changed into new underwear when meeting with my husband's colleagues. Wearing new underwear created a certain atmosphere, a greater sense of fulfillment, and a stronger awareness of my womanhood.

Before putting on my underwear, I would go to the mirror in my bedroom and look at myself. My beautiful, flowing black hair, draped over my slender figure, combined with my pretty face, made me feel no less attractive than models or actresses. My breasts, shaped like bamboo shoots, appeared even fuller against my slender waist. I've always been proud of my figure; my thighs are long, my waist high, and I'm like a piece of white porcelain, my naked body perfectly proportioned.

I put on new underwear, a pure white dress, and a bright yellow coat. I closed the doors and windows, left the luxurious residence, and got into a taxi. The hotel where my husband's colleague worked was about a twenty-minute drive away.

The setting sun shone on me as I walked through the hotel's revolving doors, across the lobby, and towards the elevator. The room number my husband's colleague had mentioned on the phone was 2425. I went up to the twenty-fourth floor, walked into the eerily quiet corridor, and rang the doorbell for room 2425. The lock turned, and

the door slid in. A long-haired woman, about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, poked her head out. She had a long nose and a pretty, delicate face. When she saw it was me, she smiled playfully.

Bright eyes, a lovely face, and a clearly naked body wrapped only in a bath towel—it was she who came to greet me. I was momentarily stunned by her fair skin.

"I'm Chen Mingli. Is my husband's colleague here?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Yes, please come in!" The young woman smiled and led me into the guest room.

"Ah! You're so quick!" My husband's colleague was already sitting naked on the double bed, greeting me. I looked away from his thick armpit hair and his erect penis.

"Where should I sit?" I tossed my handbag onto the coffee table and said with a drawn-out expression.

"Well... why don't you sit on the sofa over there? Let me show you around first. Let me introduce you to Ms. Fang Yuli; she's our company's secretary, and we've been seeing each other for over a year. Isn't she lovely? She even licks my back door with ease!"

The husband's colleague said with a chuckle. The young woman returned after closing the door, and he turned to her, saying, "Say hello to Mingli!"

"My name is Fang Yuli." Yuli smiled happily, bowing slightly to me as I sat in the chair. Then she took a nylon rope from the drawer. My husband's colleague also got up, got off the bed, took the rope from Yuli, and slowly walked towards me.

"Please bear with it for now," my husband's colleague said, tying me up with the rope.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Nothing, I'm just afraid you might get jealous and cause trouble for me and Yuli, so I'll have to trouble you for now." My husband's colleague tied my hands behind the sofa, then walked onto the bed, swinging his hard, reddish-black penis between his legs. Yuli had already removed her towel and was lying naked on the bed waiting for my husband's colleague. A patch of slightly dark pubic hair covered her milky-white skin, every inch of her body glistening, giving off a crude and lewd feeling.

"Lick me!" her husband's colleague commanded. Yuli, touched by the man's penis, arched like a rabbit, opened her lips, and took his rough glans into her mouth, making a lewd sucking sound that stimulated my bound hearing. Yuli

's long hair was disheveled as she continued to provide oral service to her husband's colleague. After a while, she said with a seductive smile, "Ah! I'm melting, come on and put it in!"

Her husband's colleague arched his back and swayed. I saw him grabbing Yuli's delicate hands, as if the woman couldn't hold back any longer, his firm buttocks twitching. Yuli, as if victorious, proudly released the man's erection from her lips, brushed her long hair that had fallen across her chest back behind her, and sat on her husband's colleague's body, her full breasts bouncing as she did so.

"Want to enter Yuli's body?" she asked proudly, straddling the man's body.

"Yes, I want to! Sit down quickly!" Her husband's colleague thrust his hips harder, his erect, reddish-black penis glistening with the young girl's saliva.

"Want to enter Yuli's cunt?"

"Yes! Hurry up and thrust in! I really want to pound into your fairy cave!"

Their lewd conversation, coupled with their panting breaths, reached a point of mutual excitement. Yuli lowered her hips, and the two of them joined together.

Her husband's colleague and Yuli seemed to have forgotten my presence. They cried out and moaned together, both lost in the fusion of their bodies. However, ignored by everyone, I was also becoming wet deep inside. If my hands could move, I would definitely be scratching this aching secret cave. Now, even I was extremely excited.

Young Yuli, her snow-white, heart-shaped buttocks rising and falling like waves, a moist, red sheen peeking out from her secret crevice. Her husband's colleague's penis, glistening with her own tantalizingly colored vaginal fluid, thrust in and out repeatedly. Watching this scene, coupled with the strange sounds of the wet fluids colliding, aroused me even more.

The two on the bed constantly changed positions, their union reaching its climax. Her husband's colleague's buttocks convulsed violently, and Yuli trembled all over. Her fingers dug deep into the man's back muscles, her soaked body tightly entwined around him, her toes clenched tightly. I am a woman too, and of course I knew that Yuli was at her most excited and pleasurable moment, and I regretted that it wasn't me being penetrated at that moment.

After they finished, they collapsed like limp mud. When their bodies separated, I saw Yuli's vagina overflowing with her husband's colleague's semen—a scene that filled me with envy. At that moment, I wondered why I didn't feel jealousy. I felt my underwear was soaked, as if I had just had sex.

My husband's colleague slowly moved away from the bedside. He untied me and helped me sit up on the bed. The two of them together stripped me of all my clothes and underwear, leaving

me completely naked. I felt like I was under hypnosis, losing all willpower, letting them undress me and push me to the inside of the bed. My husband's colleague made me lie between him and Lin Yuli. Yuli spread her legs and wiped away the fluids that had seeped out from her movements with a tissue. Then she opened my tightly closed thighs as well. My husband's colleague pointed to his still-erect penis and asked me to suck it. In my ecstasy, I used my lips and tongue to suck and lick it. I would occasionally let my lips leave his, letting out moans of "Ah! Ya!" and swaying my hips.

My spread buttocks were being licked by Yuli, the fleshy walls like cracks in a rock, every undulation licked by her tongue. This Yu Li, she's really something, even I, a woman, am almost melted by her.

I feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter! My sensitive clitoris keeps throbbing, how did I become so lewd? Yu Li's left hand brushed my pubic hair aside, then sucked on my clitoris, while two fingers of her right hand eagerly burrowed into my secret hole.

"Ah...no!" I was turned over and lay face down, my face and hair pressed against the bed, my husband's colleague whipping my cheeks with his hard rod.

"Does it feel good? Tell me where it feels the best!"

"There...ah! Down there...down there! Ah! I can't take it anymore! Have mercy on me!"

Intense pleasure, like a pillar of fire, coursed through my entire body, the fingers of my clitoris moving incessantly, I unconsciously tightened my grip, until finally it burst forth, becoming completely uncontrollable.

At the moment I needed it most, my husband's colleague filled me with his thick, hard penis, followed by a frenzied thrusting. I experienced multiple orgasms, and I don't know how much vaginal fluid I produced, until my husband's colleague ejaculated inside me and then collapsed into a deep sleep.

A week later, my husband returned, but he was always hesitant in his speech. However, he finally said, "That guy, my husband's colleague, embezzled public funds and then disappeared without a trace; that secretary, Fang Yuli, is also gone. It seems she was involved too. We opened my husband's colleague's drawer and found many photos of him and Yuli having sex, and some were even submitted to adult magazines! Some of the women in the photos look a lot like you, but I know it can't be real!"

I immediately denied it and then hid in the kitchen, covering my eyes with my hands, trying to suppress my sobs so my husband wouldn't notice.

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