"The Slut in the Adult Store" by a40468034

"The Slut in the Adult Shop" Author: a40468034
Author: a40468034
First published on sexinsex on May 28, 2011
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【The Chronicle of a Cuckolded Wife】is currently being updated. After reading a few gunfight novels, I got the urge and quickly wrote one for entertainment
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So, I put on heavy makeup, a white dress, and black fishnet stockings, dressed in a seductive outfit, and went to the adult shop. My husband's voice came through the earphone cord of my phone again.
[What kind of person is he?] [He's a handsome guy, the really handsome kind.] I deliberately teased him. I really hoped to meet a handsome guy, but in these kinds of shops, there are usually mostly lewd old men.
Sure enough, a man around forty years old walked over, smiling obsequiously, and said: [Miss, what do you need?] His attitude was quite sincere, and his appearance wasn't too lewd. He must have been quite good-looking when he was young. You're lucky today!
"[Do you have rubber ones?]" I bet my husband is already hard after hearing my sweet, seductive voice on the phone. Humph, I'll make sure you can hear it but not have it, I'll make you drool! Who told you to come up with such a terrible idea? "
[Yes, yes, yes, yes... Miss, please come in and pick whatever you like.]" The shop owner was incredibly enthusiastic, leading me into the store. Sure enough, the selection was dazzling, making my face flush just looking at it. No, I'm a little pervert today; blushing just looking at things doesn't do justice to my revealing clothes. "
[This one is imported directly from the USA, with 360-degree rotation. Many customers say it's amazing after using it.
]" The man held a rubber dildo in one hand, pressed the switch, and sure enough, it started rotating. "
[We have many other varieties here, young lady, take your time choosing. I'll give you a 30% discount on everything. I also have a new batch in stock, let me get it for you.]" The man was indeed very enthusiastic, seemingly a shrewd businessman. "
[He went to get something, what do I do now?]" "Talking about this is one thing, but actually doing it, who has the experience?"
"[Find an opportunity to bend over and show him your back. Once he sees you're not wearing underwear, he'll have no chance to resist!]" Hearing the slightly excited words coming through my husband's earpiece, he's probably already hiding away to masturbate. "
[You're so full of tricks, just wait until you get cuckolded.]" Just then, the shop owner came out, carrying a large box full of all sorts of vibrators, sizes and thicknesses—
you name it. "[Young lady, look at these. This one with the raised dots is Japanese. It's appeared in many Japanese AVs. It's quite a size, and it comes in all sizes. I usually don't take it out for regular customers, but seeing you, I couldn't resist… I took it out!]" I took the vibrator, touched the raised dots with my fingers, and felt a ticklish sensation. "
[Quickly squat down and let that old pervert get his hands on it.]" My husband was panting a bit as he spoke. "Hmph, is masturbating really that great?" But I still turned around and bent down, grabbing something from the bottom of the shelf. My skirt was super short, so my buttocks were completely exposed. "Let this old pervert see to his heart's content," I thought, "it'd be best if he couldn't resist." I deliberately fiddled around, but there was no reaction from behind. I stood up and turned around to see the shop owner's crotch already erect, one hand occasionally touching it. I was a little disappointed; it was a rare moment of indulgence, and I hadn't even succeeded. I felt quite uncomfortable.
"Ah...this is also a new model," the shop owner said, pointing to the small bottle in my hand. "I suggest you pack this V5 potion with the A6 next to it. If your husband can only do it once or twice a night, using this V5 will immediately restore his virility. The A6 is for you; after using it, you'll be extremely sensitive and crave a man's lubrication." "Hehe, young couples need passion when they're together. You and your husband are both vibrant young people. But why didn't your husband come with you?" It turns out she was afraid my husband was nearby. No wonder she was acting all serious earlier.
"How could I let my husband know about this? I'm not buying it for him." While I said this, my husband kept praising me on the other end of the phone.
"I see, I see. Young people these days have such rich lives. You'd better choose carefully. Do you want the small, medium, or large size?" "Um… I don't know. I've never used this before." I was telling the truth.
"No problem, no problem, we offer trial sizes. Come this way." The shop owner led me to a small door.
"Are the large and small sizes the same price?" "Yes, they are. Generally, newly virgins use the small size, and married women use the medium or larger." "Then I'd like to try the large size." ["Large? Okay, this is medium. I'll go get the large one for you over there."] The shopkeeper dashed back.
["It's a small cubicle, like a fitting room, with a door."] I quickly reported to my husband.
["Honey, listen, when you go in to try it on, don't close the door, leave a crack. When you try it on, moan a little wildly, hold the condom in your hand, preferably let him see it. If that old pervert can resist, I'll change my surname. The old guy will only last a minute with something this exciting. But it's okay, I'll wait for you in the grove outside. After you're done with him, come out, just in case anything happens. Then the rest is up to your husband. I'm getting so excited just thinking about it."] ["Okay, he's here."] Sure enough, the old guy brought a large vibrator, the tip of which was wet.
["It's lubricant...maybe...it's unnecessary."] Following the old man's gaze, I glanced at my thighs, which were glistening and already soaking wet. Ugh… the consequences of not wearing underwear!
I gave him a seductive look, took the vibrator, and went into the cubicle. As my husband had instructed, I deliberately left the door ajar and positioned my back towards it. With my left hand, I pulled out a condom I'd prepared beforehand, then lay face down on the floor, my plump buttocks raised high against the crack in the door. With my right hand, I held the vibrator and slowly inserted it between my legs.
[Oh…] Only then did I realize how wretched my lower body was; it was practically overflowing. The vibrator's tip, even with just a few light touches, gave me considerable stimulation, because a stranger might be peeping through the door, and could very well burst in within minutes to replace the vibrator. I glanced at the crack in the door out of the corner of my eye, and sure enough, the old pervert was spying. I felt an overwhelming pleasure throughout my body, and the large vibrator slid into my body without any resistance. It was definitely a Japanese product; the moment the protruding head entered, I almost cried out.
[Scream, wife, scream! Scream for me and for that old pervert! Don't forget our purpose today. We've gone to all this trouble just so he can penetrate you. Didn't you say you wanted to try being fucked by a stranger? Me too! He's still scared. As long as you scream and get wild, we'll achieve our goal. Don't worry about anything else, I'm your support. Go for it, get wild!] [Ah…] My husband spouted a bunch of nonsense, but fell silent the moment I cried out, probably busy masturbating.
[Ah…ah…] I screamed seductively, not loudly, but enough to tempt him. My husband often says my screams are meant for being raped; I'll see if he's right.
[Squeak...][Ah...] The sound of the vibrator being switched on and my high-pitched moan almost came at the same time. I felt the protruding head scraping and ruthlessly against my entrance. It felt so good. If it went in a little further, it would be another level. The large vibrator was long and thick. If it went in completely, it would probably make me feel like I was in heaven.
After going in a few more inches, the protruding head directly stimulated my sensitive area. Just as I was getting a little carried away with the pleasure, I felt a thick, strong hand grab my right hand and push the vibrator in completely. I reflexively tried to pull back, but he grabbed my left hand and pulled it back. My right hand was also pushed forward under his control, which resulted in an exaggerated moan from me.
[Little sister, you're so desperate for a man, aren't you? Let uncle show you how to use it.] The old lecher's voice came. Sure enough, he couldn't hold back anymore. But similarly, I seemed to be even more unable to hold back than him, because I didn't even utter a word of feigned resistance before I was immersed in the stimulating pleasure.
[This switch has two settings, 1 and 2. You just turned it on to 2. Let me show you 21.] The shameless old lecher used his own hand instead of my right, and then turned it on to the so-called 1 setting. I felt like I was instantly turned into a little slut by his move, because as he thrust the vibrator in and out, I shook my fat buttocks, which earned me a lewd laugh from the old lecher.
[Hehehehe, where did this little slut come from, actually bringing a condom to my door? If I don't take you today, you might never forgive me, hehehehehe...] I don't know when, but he had already taken the condom away.
[The door...] I groaned, managing to squeeze out this one word.
[Don't worry, little slut, I just closed all the doors. Uncle will give you a good time today, hehe.]
The old pervert suddenly pulled out the vibrator, and my fat buttocks immediately began to sway uncontrollably, my mouth groaning involuntarily, "[I want... Uncle... Uncle... Xiaomi...]" My mind seemed to suddenly go blank, filled only with lewd thoughts.
"[Be good, Xiaomi]" The old pervert ignored my swaying buttocks and put the vibrator to my mouth. "
[Lick it with your tongue.]" The old pervert's words seemed to have some kind of magic, as if I couldn't disobey. I stuck out my tongue and licked it, suddenly thinking of my husband, but there was no sound from the other end of the earphone.
The emptiness between my legs made me involuntarily sway my fat buttocks. The old pervert was actually quite good at flirting, licking and sniffing my neck, earlobes, and other sensitive areas with his tongue. "
[Little slut, don't rush, turn your head and let Uncle see how you lick the vibrator.]" I obediently turned my head and saw the old lecher's lewd face quickly approaching, greedily kissing my lips. There was a strong smell of smoke, but I still stuck out my tongue. The old lecher seized the opportunity and sucked hard. The two of us were greedily kissing like this until I felt something hot and burning against my thigh. I cried out in excitement. The old lecher finally couldn't hold back. His hot penis slid down my thigh, parted my labia, and slowly slid in.
My moan was almost stuck in my throat. As long as he went all the way in, I would moan without reservation. But the old lecher's hot glans only entered my slippery hole a little bit before stopping.
[Mmm...] I groaned almost from the bottom of my bones, and my fat buttocks swayed a few times involuntarily. Just as I was about to shamelessly say the words "fuck me," the old lecher spoke first: [I forgot to bring the condom you prepared.] As he spoke, he handed me the condom. I took it almost without thinking, quickly turning around. The old pervert, his erect penis throbbing, stared at me and uttered two more words: "[Lick it]." Fine, I did. Without a word, I opened my mouth and took it in. It was huge! I hadn't expected the old pervert to be so well-endowed; it was a whole size bigger than my husband's. His penis was relatively clean, and I could even feel the glans gradually enlarging in my mouth. After a short while, I impatiently spat it out and picked up the condom to put it on him. Unfortunately, the condom was too small; it almost wouldn't go in. "
[I'll go find a larger one]," the old pervert yelled. "
[Don't bother looking, just like this]," I said, almost groaning.
The old pervert chuckled, lunging at me with his massive member, gloating, "[Get into position, be a little slutty, or I won't fuck you.]" I didn't have time to argue with him. I sprawled on the ground, sticking my fat buttocks up high and swaying them a few times in mid-air. The old lecher slapped my buttocks a few times, and I actually felt a strange stimulation, shaking even more violently. A few more slaps landed on my buttocks, and I shamelessly groaned, my snow-white buttocks swaying even more exaggeratedly with each slap.
The old man was very patient. After slapping me, he grabbed my buttocks with both hands and forcefully spread them apart: ["Your little slut is quite pretty. Are you married?"] ["Um... just... just got married last month."] The itching in my private parts made me answer every question.
["How many men have been here?"] ["Three... three or four... oh... Uncle, I want..."] I finally couldn't control myself anymore, and with my swaying buttocks, the old lecher finally made his move. He expertly swept his tongue across my tender clitoris a few times, and at that moment, I felt only ecstasy! Before I could even savor the moment, his hot, thick penis came crashing in. The enormous glans forced its way past my labia, penetrating completely without any barrier!
[Ahhhhhh…—] The old lecher's entry was rough, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. The long-held moans of pleasure burst forth from my lips. One! Two! Three! My erogenous zones, teased for so long, almost went numb the instant he entered, and my juices flowed endlessly from our point of contact. The old lecher's penis, in terms of length, girth, and hardness, was among the best I'd ever experienced. And his stamina was even better than I'd imagined; over twenty thrusts, each one all the way in—something my husband could never provide. The end result was that my moans were deafening, but he thrust harder and harder, holding my plump buttocks, changing from thrusting all the way in to nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, gradually increasing the speed, then gradually increasing the depth, gradually increasing the force, then thrusting all the way in again, and finally thrusting both fast and deep. In the end, I flew, my whole body trembling uncontrollably, my juices flowing all over the floor, but he still took as much as he wanted, quickly bringing me, paralyzed on the ground, to a state of ecstasy.
[Wife, wife, I was caught by the park gatekeeper just now, how are things on your end?] When my husband's voice came through, I was riding on the old man, swaying wantonly.
[Husband...you go home first...I'll talk to you tomorrow...I have...something to do now...] After saying that, I hung up the phone.
The old lecher mocked me as a slut who had cheated on her husband, and I swayed my plump buttocks and cried out, [I am a slut, I am a slut.]
All I wanted to do was have a good night with him; I didn't care about anything else. I made love to him a second time, and the old pervert finally couldn't take it anymore, assuming a doggy-style position and going at it like crazy. Just then, someone opened the door and came in. I was startled. The old pervert chuckled a few times: "[It's nothing, it's my partner, a handsome young man.]" I glanced back, and sure enough, it was a handsome young man. "
[Old man, you've got money to go find pretty girls, neglecting your business?]" "[A perfectly respectable young woman, just picked her up, come on." The old pervert patted my fat buttocks, and I swayed a few times, giving the handsome young man a charming smile.
"Sure." The handsome young man joined the fray before he even finished speaking. We had already entered the inner room. His arrival completely unleashed my lustful desires. Like a prostitute, I grabbed a penis in each hand and alternately licked it until both penises were swollen to their limit. Then, the two of them roughly threw me to the ground and pounced on me. Facing my plump, upturned buttocks, the handsome young man chose another hole—my anus. He was really rough, ignoring my resistance and forcibly inserting his penis into my anus, opening it up for me. I shamelessly started moaning in response after a few minutes. The old pervert quickly joined in, and we had a threesome. The simultaneous insertion of two penises sent waves of pleasure through me, and I was completely out of control. The old pervert ejaculated first, but the handsome young man remained vigorous, riding my plump buttocks and thrusting wildly, almost tearing my anus apart. The old pervert wasn't idle either. He put a collar around my neck, calling it "walking the dog." Fine, I did. I was being led around a few laps by the old pervert while the handsome young man was penetrating my anus. When I couldn't take it anymore, I lay still, just sticking my butt up high, letting the handsome young man thrust wildly for a while, finally ejaculating in my anus! Both holes were open at the same time, but that wasn't the end of it. The two of them even inserted a vibrator into my vagina and anus, and then led me outside, saying they were going to properly train this bitch in the wild. I didn't resist; instead, I was a little excited, and they led me outside like that.
In the middle of it, I received a call from my husband, saying that he had just been masturbating in the park and had been caught by security guards, interrogated for a long time like a thief, and had just gotten away. I was in the middle of getting excited, so I dismissed my husband with a few words. Seeing my wantonness, the two men became even more unrestrained. Fortunately, the streets were sparsely populated at night, but the few scattered people still brought me a thrilling excitement. Neither man showed any mercy; they had no reason to be virtuous and let me be led around like a dog, a piece of meat practically offered to them. Besides the humiliation, it was mostly exhilarating, especially for the handsome young man. He not only roughly opened my anus but also repeatedly used violence against me, which seemed to be effective, because under his violence, I shamelessly cooperated.
It was about two in the morning, and the streets were almost deserted. But under the moonlight, at the end of a dimly lit corridor, a naked woman was kneeling at a man's feet, shamelessly licking his shoes with her tongue. This shameless woman was me. The man in front of her was the handsome young man.
"[Did this woman really offer herself up?]" the handsome young man said.
"[Of course.]" The old lecher said from behind, "These young people nowadays, they probably came here looking for thrills with their men. She tried to seduce me the moment she walked in. Damn it, if I didn't take advantage of such a hot slut, what would I do with my life?" "Damn, how can she be so slutty? There really are women like that in this world.
" "That's right, she's a little slut to begin with. She wasn't satisfied with her cuckold husband, so she came out looking for a man to have some fun. I added some strong aphrodisiac, and she became this slutty, haha." It turned out that the large dildo from the beginning had been drugged by this old lecher. No wonder she wanted it so much. But she didn't care anymore; she was already being so shameless, so she might as well go all the way. Thinking this, she swayed her fat buttocks seductively. Who knew the handsome young man would bend down, pull off one of my high heels, and forcefully insert the eight-inch heel into her honeypot. She screamed in pain. But the handsome young man didn't stop.
[You fucking slut, old man, get to it.] I was lying on the ground, my fat buttocks sticking up high, still thinking about how they were going to do it, when the old pervert had already taken off my other high heel and, with a "plop," shoved it into my anus. I couldn't help but scream, which earned me two slaps from the handsome young man.
[Scream your ass! You bitch.] And so, the two men used their high heels to violate my two holes. At the handsome young man's signal, I changed my screams into moans. I don't know how long they played with me, I only know that when I woke up I was back in the old pervert's shop. The old pervert and the handsome young man each had a large wolfhound. God, they were going to have bestiality! I twisted my body uneasily, only to find that I was tied to a sex chair, all resistance was futile.
Just then, my phone rang again.
[It's my husband, it's been too long, he'll call the police.] I shouted hurriedly.
The two men looked at each other, seemingly frightened by my words.
The old pervert picked up my phone; judging from his eyes, it was indeed my husband calling.
[You little slut, behave yourself when you talk.] [Okay.] I playfully winked.
[Hey, honey, I'm fine! What? Yeah, I didn't go to that shop. I'll tell you when I get back, it's really exciting. Really, I'm fine. Honey, get ready at home first, then give me a good beating when you get back. Really, I'm fine. I'll be back in about an hour, hehe, all good, wait for me.] [It's five o'clock now, you slut, an hour is enough for you to die a few times over.] The handsome young man said. [
Almost there, I wonder if this dog's taken aphrodisiacs will work.] [Hehehehehe.] The two of them still didn't give up, no matter how much I resisted; it seemed they were determined to make me have a dog fight.
Since I'm already being so shameless today, I might as well go all the way. I made up an excuse for myself and watched helplessly as the thick, long penis of that big black wolfhound forced its way through my labia and shoved it inside. The thought of this being dog sex sent waves of excitement through me, and exaggerated moans rose and fell. The two men seemed extremely excited, constantly taking pictures with their cameras. Oh no, if these photos are taken, they'll become their public toilet!
[Don't...take pictures...oh...ahhhhhh.] [Don't worry, little bitch, we're just making a souvenir. After all, it's a human and a dog. As long as you obediently finish with Big Yellow and Big Black, we'll let you go back right away.
] The old pervert said.
[Um...help me untie, I'm being horny.] [Haha!] The old lecher laughed a few times and untied me. He turned me around, and I was on the ground, being brutally fucked by Big Black. My cunt was quickly opened, but Big Black knew nothing of gentleness, thrusting hard, his large glans almost touching my cervix. I was completely aroused, barking incoherently as "dog husband" and "dog brother." Big Yellow joined the fray, and I was sandwiched between two dogs in a threesome. My anus, which had just been opened not long ago, was now being penetrated by Big Yellow's thick penis.
The two men watched me, lewdly attacked by the two dogs, laughing slyly. My consciousness was becoming blurred; I only knew that two men, two dogs, four penises, had fucked me senseless. When I came to, I was already downstairs at my apartment building. I vaguely remembered that the old lecher had driven me home. Hmph, at least he had a conscience; he had changed my clothes. That was thoughtful of him. However, there were several photos tucked into my chest; he had washed them quite quickly. The photo showed a lewd woman with her buttocks sticking out, surrounded by men, dogs, close-ups, and penises.
I got up, tidied myself up a bit, and went upstairs. But I knew I'd probably never be able to leave that adult store again. [The Slut of the Adult Store] Chapter Two Author: October 7, 2012 First published on [date missing] As I went upstairs, I was still immersed in the previous excitement, though my private parts were a mess. But thinking about what had happened in the past few hours, especially the old pervert's lecherous eyes and the handsome young man's brutal actions, I couldn't help but get wet again. After only a few steps, my body went limp, and I could only barely hold onto the handrail, limping up the stairs.
But when I reached the third floor, I suddenly looked down and saw a boy of about fifteen or sixteen standing at the second-floor landing, carrying a bag of fruit. He was my neighbor across the street, seemingly in middle school. I saw him staring up at me with wide eyes. Following his gaze, I realized that the short skirt I was wearing, which only covered half of my thighs, was completely useless! And what's worse, the old pervert hadn't even put any underwear on me. I was so ashamed that I quickly squeezed my thighs together, but this friction only made me feel even more uncomfortable, since I was already in a state of excitement.
I barely made it to my fourth-floor apartment door, but for some reason, I suddenly hesitated and stood still. A moment later, the boy came upstairs too. I glanced back at him, and saw his gaze, which had been fixed on me, suddenly turn shy and look around nervously as he cautiously pulled out his keys to open the door.
In that instant, I saw the tent that had formed high between his legs—and it was quite large! Perhaps I had been really aroused earlier, because I inexplicably felt excited; my crotch was getting wetter and wetter, and my juices were probably dripping down my thighs. Imagining my current pathetic state, I wondered if I had really been turned into a slut by that old pervert and the handsome young man? I almost forgot, I had just been brutally fucked by two big dogs, and now I was feeling shy? Thinking this, I mustered my courage and said in as soft a voice as possible, "Little brother, would you please come in for a drink of water?" "I… my parents are…" the boy said nervously.
Just as I was feeling a bit disappointed and was about to open the door to go in and find my husband, the boy continued, "But...I don't have any money." I almost burst out laughing. He thought I was a prostitute. But thinking about how I looked, I certainly didn't look like a respectable woman, so I decided to sway my body seductively and say in the sweetest voice imaginable, "Sister doesn't need your money, hehe." "Well...my parents are home, let's...keep it down..." A boy is a boy after all; how could he resist my alluring body?
So we tiptoed in like thieves. The boy opened the door, almost trembling, and said, "My parents are over there. I just sneaked down to buy fruit." His parents' room was separated from his by a small living room, which was nice—with a room between them, I could shout a little louder later, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to hold it in.
I gave him a seductive glare, then plopped down on his bed. The boy quietly closed the door and actually went to get me some water.
"Why aren't you wearing anything underneath?" the boy whispered.
I glanced instinctively at the depths of my spread thighs; it was already a mess, with even traces of semen at the entrance. Of course, I couldn't tell if it was human or dog semen. The thought sent a surge of excitement through me, but he was probably too cowardly to make any further moves, leaving me burning with lust. Without further ado, I twisted my waist, rolled over, and landed on my back, sticking my plump buttocks up. Pretending to be fiddling with my phone, I discovered my wallpaper had changed to a picture of me being fucked in an adult store—the most humiliating kind. I was lying on the floor like a bitch, being fucked by a big black dog, while the old pervert stood in front of me, urinating directly in my face. That old guy really had some nerve! But I didn't notice at all, which shows how excited I was being fucked. Who knows what else they did to me!
Just as I was savoring the afterglow of the previous encounter, something hot suddenly approached me. Before I could react, it had already slid in without any resistance. It felt slippery, and before I knew it, the boy's penis was completely inside me. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. It was indeed quite large. I couldn't help but feel proud. Tonight, I've encountered some big guys.
The boy held my plump buttocks with one hand and began to thrust rhythmically. I didn't realize he wasn't a virgin!
He even knew the seven shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
I turned my head seductively and gave him a flirtatious laugh: "So you've already done bad things." The boy met my fiery gaze and became shy again, scratching his head: "I... I tried it with my girlfriend.
" "You have a girlfriend? Kids these days are so lucky." I stuck out my tongue lasciviously and said: "Which one is more comfortable, her or my sister?" "As I spoke, I swayed my plump buttocks in response.
"Of course...of course...sister feels good..." "Why?" I teased deliberately.
"Because...because sister is so good at shaking...moaning...moaning so...so..." "Moaning so seductively, isn't it?" The boy nodded, his lower body not idle, his thick penis stimulating me again and again, making me speak haltingly: "But...sister...still...still...thought you were...first time." "If sister...want to be a virgin, I can ask my classmates." "Those classmates?" Hearing this, I became even more excited: "So you want to let your classmates play with sister?" "No..." The boy was so excited that he didn't even care about thrusting anymore. I had to offer myself up, sticking out my plump buttocks and moving back and forth a few times before he continued thrusting. "
Giggle...giggle..." I couldn't bear to continue teasing him, so I swayed my buttocks, and he immediately understood and sped up.
"Sister's name is Mi Rongrong?" the boy suddenly asked.
"How did you know?" I asked curiously.
"It's written on the back, sister." "Huh?" I exclaimed in surprise. "What does it say?" "Let me see, sister, raise it a little." I obediently raised my plump buttocks.
"I still can't see inside." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the little guy tilted his head and gave me a charming glare, but I still obediently spread my plump buttocks wide open with both hands. Although the light wasn't very bright, the allure of my crotch should be completely visible. Tonight, that place has been visited by too many things, and he just pounded into it, so the opening probably can't even close up anymore.
I shamefully stuck my buttocks up, spreading my plump buttocks, exposing my private parts to the little boy behind me.
"Public...toilet." The boy looked for a while before uttering two words, but just those two words sent a strange pleasure through my body.
"You slut who's been fucked by a dog, Mi Rongrong." Oh my god, they actually wrote these words on my fat butt! I don't know how my husband will accept it if he sees this. Although going to that adult store today was something we planned together, the original plan was just for me to seduce the owner, to arouse him while also increasing my own sexual desire, and of course, to satisfy my husband's so-called cuckoldry. The worst-case scenario was that I'd be the one to suffer and let the owner have a taste.
Generally speaking, the owners of these kinds of stores are quite old, and nine times out of ten, they're not very skilled. If they encounter a woman like me, they'd probably finish in no time. So, my husband and I were aroused, and then we took advantage of the night to have some outdoor sex in a nearby park. It was incredibly exciting!
As it turned out, I had guessed he was older, but what I hadn't expected was that this old lecher was so experienced. He secretly applied aphrodisiacs to me and used all sorts of tools on me. I imagine he's taken advantage of quite a few young girls. Poor me, a newlywed, actually offered myself up, and by sheer coincidence, I met a handsome young man who perfectly matched my image of a prince charming, and whose bedroom skills were extremely rough and forceful. In the end
, I was played with until I was completely disoriented. Not only was my only virginity—my anus—forcibly broken, but I even became so aroused that I spread my legs and had sex with a dog. "Sister, you've done it with a dog?" The boy's words interrupted my thoughts and brought me back to my senses.
"That's just what the adults wrote." I blurted out without any clue. "What else is written?" "Let me see." The boy reached out and forcefully spread my already wide-open buttocks even wider. "The words are gone, but..." "But what?" "Inside... it seems to be a complete mess, it can't even close up. My girlfriend's isn't like this." "What's your girlfriend's like inside?" "Hers is very small, just a slit. My sister's... it's a hole, constantly opening and closing, lots of juice flowing out. The colors are different too, hers is pinker, my sister's... is darker." "Ugh, you've ruined my sister's." His words made my cheeks flush slightly, and I continued, "So whose do you like?" "My sister's, of course. It's so slippery, and it keeps opening and closing." "Hehe... since you like it, then show your sister with your actions." For some reason, this little boy's words aroused me. Had the aphrodisiac from before still worn off?
【Oh…】Before I could think any further, I let out a satisfied groan. My slightly parted opening was slowly pushed open by the enormous glans. Such a young age, yet he already had such a large endowment—much better than my husband.
Before, it had entered too quickly, and I was too slippery from being filled with so much semen, so I hadn't felt it. This time, with the slow entry, I discovered how large the boy's glans was—even bigger than the size I'd seen before. What I love most is the feeling of being slowly entered by that thick glans. My tender little hole, opening wider and wider under the massive root, until it's completely contained, is what I enjoy most. It's a relationship of conquest and being conquered, a relationship that transcends age. Like now, I'm lying on the bed, my head weakly resting on the sheets, my hands gripping my plump buttocks, forcefully spreading them open. A boy about ten years younger than me is looking down, ready to enjoy my honeyed hole again.
Lost in thought, the boy's glans had breached all my defenses, thrusting in with a soft plop. Inside was a completely undefended soft spot. Faced with a menacingly large penis, even though its owner was just a little boy, I instantly surrendered, accompanied by my heart-stirring moans.
But the real show had only just begun. He wouldn't stop because of my surrender; instead, he became more aggressive, his thicker and larger penis ruthlessly ravaging my private parts. The sounds of his thrusts against my plump buttocks grew louder and louder, as if cheering me on as I was being ravaged.
The boy's movements became more and more intense, withdrawing and penetrating, his glans repeatedly plunging into my opening. I tried to sway my powerfully plump buttocks, but I knew that would only further stimulate the man's lust. Just like my moans—"Dear brother, dear husband, fuck me to death!"—these words only earned me more ferocious thrusts.
My phone was still on. For a full ten minutes, based on my experience, the boy's rhythm was pretty good. He wasn't too shallow when he needed to go deep, and he wasn't too deep when he needed to go shallow. Although his movements were a little clumsy, that big cock was really fierce. It hit my G-spot several times. With a few more tries, he might be the second handsome young man!
Just thinking about the handsome young man made me even wetter down there. Actually, I was already soaking wet down there, but just thinking about his roughness made me feel a surge of desire. This surge of desire directly led to my complete surrender—maybe it was because I was thinking about those lewd games before, which made me moan even more lewdly. The boy grabbed my fat buttocks and thrust forward hard, once! twice! three times! A full ten times, his thick glans hitting the depths of my G-spot repeatedly, sending me to heaven. Of course, the handsome young man deserves some credit for this, because I clearly remember that when I thought about how brutal he had been to me tonight, my moans became noticeably more seductive. Stimulated by me, the boy suddenly seemed to find his rhythm; his movements were no longer clumsy, but rather a series of powerful thrusts aimed directly at my core. This resulted in increasingly wanton moans from me. For seven whole thrusts, my core was relentlessly assaulted by his glans, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. When the tenth thrust reached my very core, my whole body trembled; I had an orgasm, and it came incredibly fast. I felt the lust within me completely churned up by that one thrust. As his penis withdrew, the tip of his penis had barely left my vagina when a gush of fluid spurted out almost simultaneously!
Oh! This little boy made me squirt! Even my husband, a man who has been inside me countless times, rarely manages to do this. The few times he has, he mostly relied on the few sex toys we had at home. This little boy with almost no experience actually did it! Truly, a hero emerges from among the young!
After about five or six spurts, my trembling legs gave way. I glanced back at the boy, and the first thing I saw was his bulging, veiny penis, followed by his surprised face. Actually, I felt like telling him not to stop, to keep going. It's rare to get me to squirt and still be so hard; such a good opportunity should be seized and he should keep thrusting in, just like that handsome young man. No matter how wild I am, what orgasms, what squirting—when it's time to be rough
, be rough! Maybe I really was conquered by a man with a penis, because no one has ever been so rough, so inconsiderate of my feelings when they've been with me. But I'm so pathetic; even now, I can't forget it. I know I'll definitely go back to that adult shop, but I wonder what they'll offer me next time? Oh… just thinking about it is exciting. That old pervert's aphrodisiac is really potent; I'm still having wild thoughts.
Just then, the lights outside suddenly came on. Not only the little boy, but even I was scared half to death! Having sex in the open, if we accidentally get caught, it's fine as a bit of fun, since nobody knows each other anyway. But these neighbors... if his parents see me seducing his son like this, who knows what will happen? I probably won't be able to stay in this neighborhood anymore.
Before I could react, a woman's voice came from outside the door along with footsteps: "Son, what are you doing up so early? What was that sound just now?" The boy's mother said as she approached.
With my legs spread, I'd just ejaculated; heaven knows how loud I'd been, forgetting I was in someone else's house. Seeing his mother about to open the door, I panicked. In this state, any explanation would be useless.
Luckily, the boy was quick-witted; he pulled me into his arms and covered me completely with the blanket. Almost simultaneously, I heard the door open.
"What was that sound just now?" the boy's mother asked.
"Nothing, Mom, I wanted to read a book." "Weren't you playing on the computer? Were you reading something inappropriate again?" "No, I didn't even turn on my computer." Listening to the mother and son's conversation, I didn't dare to move. But the boy turned around, and I felt a burning sensation on my cheeks. A huge, hot, and masculine penis pressed right against my lips. I felt the boy's glans suddenly grow larger the moment it touched me. Although I couldn't see it under the covers, I could imagine how terrifying this penis, which had just brought me to orgasm a few minutes ago, must be now. It's better not to think about it, because thinking about it makes my heart flutter again! I just had an orgasm, how can I be aroused again so quickly? Sometimes I have to worry about my libido. Every time I'm teased, I get aroused. If I don't have a man, it's fine, I can just endure it. If I really can't help it, I can just masturbate. But there's this big, thick penis next to me, and it's obviously more lethal than usual because it hasn't been released yet.
Ignoring the fact that someone was outside the covers, I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and gently licked the head of his penis. I could clearly feel the boy's body tremble several times.
"I told you, don't turn on the lamp when you're reading, it's bad for your eyes." The boy's mother walked towards the bedside, but at that moment, I took his head into my mouth.
"Ouch." The boy couldn't help but cry out.
"What's wrong?" The boy's mother turned off the lamp and then turned on the main light.
"N-nothing...Mom, go to sleep." "Hmm, look at you, you didn't even cover yourself properly." "It's okay...it's okay...I can do it myself, you go to sleep." The boy sat up slightly, straightening the covers. I glanced at his mother, who was bending over, preparing to straighten the covers.
"Then you can read." Only after hearing the door close did my heart calm down a little. Ignoring the covers, I boldly began sucking on the huge penis in front of me in the dim light.
It wasn't until the boy pulled back the covers and the blinding light shone in that I could see the penis before me, already swollen to an unbearable degree. Not only were the veins bulging, but the enormous glans was also trembling incessantly, displaying a ferocious appearance. If such a powerful thing were on an adult's body today… Thinking of this, my little cunt, which had just been brought to a squirt, couldn't help but feel a surge of lust again, and the lustful juices that had just stopped flowing were starting to trickle out again.
As the owner of this huge penis, the boy was clearly still not recovered from the room check he had just experienced, his eyes still staring blankly outside, until my fragrant tongue licked him, and with a comfortable gasp, he turned his gaze back to my delicate body.
Faced with such an astonishingly large penis, I can say I used every trick in the book, my hands working in conjunction with my mouth, to guide it to its limit. The boy's breathing grew heavier, his penis almost reaching its maximum capacity.
"Let me fly again, sister." Before I could finish speaking, the boy unexpectedly reached out and grabbed my ankles, flipping me onto the bed. He roughly spread my long legs wide, and with a swift movement, he pinned me beneath him. Then I felt a surge of heat approaching, my slightly parted opening being forced open by his engorged penis. A warm current coursed through my body; my tender vulva had been completely plucked out by this seemingly refined little boy.
I barely managed to hold back for a second before lewd moans escaped my lips again. The boy, experienced as ever, quickly covered my mouth and straddled me, thrusting wildly. Compared to his previous, slightly clumsy experience, his movements were more chaotic and rhythmless, driven only by a relentless, unbridled passion.
This simple, brutal act left me utterly aroused, my covered mouth emitting low growls. The boy's movements were so natural, almost like those of the handsome young man! Though lacking the skill, they still stirred a flutter in my heart once more!
The afterglow of my squirting hadn't completely faded when I was subjected to such a fierce attack again. After a few thrusts, I gradually became unable to stand up. Although it hadn't been long, this completely passive being penetrated naturally reminded me of the madness a few hours earlier. I originally thought I would have to wait until I went to that adult store again to relive this kind of excitement, but I didn't expect that in just a short time, I would relive it on my neighbor's son's bed across the street. Even though it wasn't as crazy as before, the feeling of being completely dominated by someone else, and being sent to orgasm again before my orgasm had subsided, was something I had never experienced before.
His huge penis roamed freely in and out of my tender spot, my juices already soaking the ground. I was so excited I was shaking my head, my mind blank. But just as I was about to reach my climax, the boy suddenly started trembling with excitement. His fierce glans, after being pulled out, thrust hard, reaching my G-spot, but it didn't come out. Instead, it stayed deep inside my G-spot. His huge glans became erect again, and the frequency of his contractions and relaxations gradually increased. With a sudden contraction, a thick stream of semen gushed out, filling my flower chamber. My most lewd and shameful place was drenched seven or eight times. Although I was trembling with pleasure, I was still a step away from climax. Perhaps I had teased him too much, or perhaps he lacked experience. The boy seemed too hasty. This time, he only lasted a minute or two, but he kept thrusting more than a hundred times. In the last few thrusts, he clearly reached my G-spot. If he had just one more minute, no, maybe just ten or so, I would have been dying and coming back to life.
The boy was breathing heavily, probably never forgetting the feeling of tonight. How could his usually beautiful neighbor suddenly become so bold and seductive? He must have been thinking this after ejaculating!
When the boy pulled out his penis, there wasn't a trace of semen left on my still-shaven genitals, but I could clearly feel the heat inside me. Only when the boy let go and my legs collapsed weakly onto the bed did the milky white semen start to overflow—thick and plentiful!
[You slut, you've driven me crazy.] I awkwardly rolled over and said, [Help me erase the last part, don't let my husband see it. I should have some tissues in my bag.] I remembered putting tissues in my bag when I left.
The boy found my bag on the sofa. Luckily, his mother hadn't seen it. He fiddled with it for a while, then took the bag back. I was lying there, exhausted, when I saw the boy holding the unzipped bag up to me. Inside were sex toys: vibrators, anal plugs, dildos—all sorts of things. It was that old pervert and the handsome young man again. The old pervert was really going all out; all this stuff must be worth a fortune, but compared to a beautiful newlywed like me, he'd made a killing.
Now, in the boy's eyes, I truly deserved the title of "slutty older sister.
" "These are for my husband," I said casually.
The boy looked like he understood, then suddenly said, "Is it because he's impotent that he needs these things?" Faced with the boy's question, I was both amused and exasperated, laughing hysterically, "Yes, yes, he has some problems in that area, so he bought these." I wondered how my husband would feel hearing this.
"But I think a real man should do it properly, like I did just now, making my sister squirt is the real skill." Looking at the boy's righteous expression, I chuckled: "You even know what my sister just did is squirt?" The boy shyly scratched his head, stammering, "I...I...I often secretly look at those websites." "So you're a bad boy too, hehe...Hurry up and wipe it off for me." The boy agreed and then wiped the shameful words off my plump buttocks.
"Check if anyone's in the living room outside, I need to go back." The boy obediently went out to check. I straightened my clothes; it was already seven o'clock, and if I didn't leave soon, his parents would wake up, which would be troublesome. The little guy saw me to the door, and as he closed it, he whispered, "Sister, if...if brother can't satisfy you, I...I can." I chuckled, nodded, and stood at my doorstep, taking a deep breath. Tonight, I'd truly unleashed my lewd nature. Since university, while I wasn't like my best friend Zhang Qian, the notorious slut everyone talked about, my striking looks and bold style still drew criticism. My husband later told me that in their dorm's gossip circles, I barely qualified as a "black fungus" (a derogatory term for a woman with a pubic hair).
Speaking of this trendy term, Zhang Qian really liked it; she even changed her QQ name to it, jokingly saying it was for catching rich guys! When she learned I was marrying my husband, she teased me, saying I was disgracing the "black fungus" community and that I should at least find a rich and handsome man. But didn't I want that too? But those rich, handsome, and wealthy second-generation guys were all playboys, none of them easy to deal with. During my junior year of college, my husband, two years older than me, graduated after only six months of dating. That year, I dated three more rich, handsome men, and they all slept with me and then disappeared shortly after. Here, I want to specifically condemn that Liu XX! We only met at 3 pm, and I was in bed with him by 6 pm, was he so smug? He bragged everywhere about how capable he was, and the next day he spread the photos of us in bed everywhere. Even though my face was blurred, didn't he know I have a small flower tattoo on my back? Others might not know, but everyone I've slept with can recognize it immediately!
This spread like wildfire, and the next rich, handsome guy I finally hooked up with, who seemed relatively innocent, broke up with me the day after seeing the photos. He really ruined me!
Later I found out that before this Liu XX started dating me, he had just dumped Zhang Qian, whom he had only been dating for a little over a month. Calling it dating was really just a euphemism; according to Zhang Qian, he got to play with her for a month for free, and she didn't miss a single hole on their first time!
I was very skeptical at the time because Liu XX's skills were really terrible, and his penis wasn't even up to par. The night we slept together, once in the evening and once in the morning, barely managing two times in one night, but the two times combined didn't exceed half an hour, with at least 25 minutes of that being foreplay—a classic case of premature ejaculation! I don't believe a man like that could open all three holes of a slut like Zhang Qian in one night!
[Pah!] I remember Zhang Qian saying with utter disdain: "He's all talk and no action, all he has are fancy tricks, but no real skill. The first time he was with me, he forced me to wear a blindfold. Not long after, I felt a heat in my anus, like someone had sandwiched me in a sandwich. I quickly took off the blindfold, and then a hot stick was stuck in my mouth too. Poor me, my first 4P ended up like that, without any explanation, and with a playboy I'd only just met and two complete strangers, both ugly men." I remember when I first heard Zhang Qian say this, I was incredibly nervous. Anal sex, 3P—for me back then, it was all so far away. I never imagined that years later, I would actually take that step!
Knowing that even a seasoned womanizer like Zhang Qian was played for a month and then dumped by Liu XX, I became self-aware and stopped hoping for such a philandering, rich, and handsome man. Instead, I grew closer to Ming, whom I had always considered a backup plan, who is now my husband. We soon started living together. After moving in together, as Zhang Qian put it, I was trapped in a cage. All the paths I had were now just marriage or being dumped. Fortunately, my husband has always been very good to me. Before we got married, I unexpectedly discovered that he had a hidden cuckold fetish! Because he had actually written several cuckoldry stories on an adult forum, and the cuckold in one of them even boldly used my real name—Rongrong. The first time I read my husband's erotic writing, I was completely captivated, immersing myself entirely in the character. To cover up his embarrassment, my husband excerpted several famous cuckoldry stories from the forum, just to prove that he wasn't the only one who enjoyed cuckoldry. I accepted them all, reading through all the classic articles. With this as a pact, my relationship with my husband quickly deepened. He no longer hid his cuckoldry fetish, and I boldly stopped pretending to be a lady. I not only revealed my past affairs with other men, but also, for the first time ever, my husband and I took many steamy bedroom photos and uploaded them to the forum, enjoying the various comments from netizens—some praising, some vulgar—but all of them thrilled us.
Last night, a netizen named "Low-key" messaged my husband, saying he was completely captivated by my seductive charm after seeing our selfies, and even boasted about the size of his penis, promising that if I slept with him once, I'd never be able to leave him. We receive many messages like this every day, but he specifically sent several photos. We recognized the girl in the photos—well, not really, since we'd never met; she was just a friend on the forum. Her name was "Little Fox," a popular figure in the forum's selfie section, and she and her husband had taken many photos together, which we'd all seen. But we didn't recognize these particular ones. Low-key said they were taken a few days ago, and the man in the photos was him, while the photographer was Little Fox's husband. This was their second meeting. The first time, it was just him and Little Fox, who met on the forum and arranged to meet in person. They ended up having a passionate encounter in a hotel, which Little Fox thoroughly enjoyed, but unfortunately, they forgot to take pictures. A few days later, the couple contacted him again, leading to a second encounter. They even suggested we video chat with them and compare the photos to see if it was true!
My husband and I were already quite aroused. We never expected the "little fox" to take things from online to real life, even involving my husband. My husband, also a cuckold, was incredibly excited and immediately video chatted with her. Just like in the photos, she talked at length about her two hotel stays with the "little fox," describing them vividly.
My husband and I were both aroused, and in our excitement, we ended up at an adult store.
This turned out to last all night. When I entered the bedroom, my husband was asleep on the sofa, with a large tissue next to him, clearly still containing dried semen. On the computer in front of the sofa, he was writing a new article—undoubtedly about cuckoldry.
Poor husband, his wife was out there being played with so many times, while he could only hide in front of the computer and masturbate in his imagination. It was truly pathetic. As his wife, I should have comforted him, but unfortunately, I was already feeling a bit sore down there, so I went to take a shower alone, intending to rest. It's a rare Sunday, so I could sleep in!
When I finished showering, my husband was already awake. Seeing me come back, he seemed unusually excited, asking me repeatedly what happened last night and if that old pervert had taken advantage of me. Apparently, not long after I went into that cubicle to try it out, he was arrested by the park security guards, mistaken for a thief. Later, when that old pervert was harassing me and taking advantage of me, he didn't hear a thing.
I thought to myself, your wife not only took advantage of that old pervert, but also had her anus opened by a handsome young man she didn't know, and her first threesome was also given away in a daze. Not only that, but I even tried bestiality. But I'm not going to tell him any of this. Even I can't accept it now; how could I have been so reckless!
I made up a story, saying I didn't want to let that old pervert get his way so easily. We went to the movies, went shopping, and had a date late at night. It was so late, I was just too aroused to resist, so I let him have his way. As I spoke, I opened my bag, grinning, and said I'd brought back a lot of spoils. My husband's eyes lit up when he saw all those devices. He examined each one, and when he noticed a few drops of liquid still on one of the electric dildos, he was incredibly excited. If he hadn't had work today, he probably would have taken me right there and then.
Just then, my best friend Zhang Qian called. This slut recently opened a small massage parlor, and I hadn't visited her yet. Today was Sunday, and although I was exhausted, I couldn't resist her invitation and decided to drag my tired body to see her.

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